Love Under Two Benedicts(26)

Kelsey looked from one to the other. They wore equal expressions, a mix of tenderness and arousal. They were offering to make every one of her fantasies come true. They’d mentioned something before, something she never would have believed she could share with anyone, let alone have made real.

She swallowed hard. “I want…” Her heart pounded, and a delicious tremor nestled low in her belly. A few butterflies? More like a swarm of them. She licked her suddenly dry lips. Until now, she’d never let herself crave or demand. Here and now, craving and demanding weren’t just allowed, they’d somehow become mandatory. “I want what you offered last night. I want the spanking, yes, but last night you said, both of you at once. I want both of your cocks inside me at the same time.”

“You want one cock in your pussy and one in your ass?” Matthew’s hand continued to stroke her, low on her belly and down her left leg. He moved so that he no longer pinned her but lifted her leg over his hip, opening her to their view. He held her in place so she couldn’t hide herself even if she wanted to. Of course, a tiny part of her wanted to, but that side of her that cried out to do and explore and to live was getting louder and louder. Did she want the fantasy of double penetration to become real?

“Yes.” How could she tell them being taken that way had always been her secret fantasy? How could she tell them that when she had sexual dreams, they would be about that? Always in the past, the image would steal into her mind in the middle of the night. Two men, nameless, faceless, would arouse her, use her, in just that way. She’d always awaken in the middle of a fierce orgasm that somehow left her unsatisfied and with a sense that her dream had been naughty. Her fantasy felt naughty no more.

“Anything. Everything,” Matthew said. In that instant, she could have wept with joy because they understood her.

This might be only sex, but there existed a connection here. They got her. That might be scary. She’d worry about that later.

Matthew reached up, cupped her face with one hand, and turned her head so their gazes met. “We won’t hurt you, sweetheart. There may be just a bit of pain, a tiny bit to spice the arousal. It should never hurt. Do you understand? So if you want our cocks in your ass, we’ll give them to you. In stages.”

“In stages?” Kelsey wasn’t insulted by the look of indulgent teasing that came into his eyes, nor the way he flicked his gaze to his brother.

“You have to be stretched first, baby,” Steven explained. “We have toys.”

Crinkling her nose, she said, “I hope you’ve sterilized them since the last time you used them.”

Matthew roared with laughter while Steven just put his head down on her chest and chuckled silently.

“These are brand new toys, Kelsey, never before used. We went shopping a few weeks ago, online, with you in mind.”

“Oh.” It seemed too surreal that while she still had been unaware of their desire for her, they’d been thinking of her, of this, and had gone shopping for toys. She felt her face heat. She didn’t want to feel embarrassed, and she didn’t want to think. She knew of one sure way to avoid both.

“Less talking. More action.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Matthew appeared on the brink of laughter. She tried not to resent the way he could seem so unaffected, lying naked together on the bed like this. She felt as if she was going to come apart at the seams any moment, yet these men appeared—

Matthew speared two fingers into her, reaching deep, then spreading those fingers, fucking them in and out of her with strong, steady movements. He brushed against something inside her, and she came, an explosion of ecstasy so sudden and sharp she didn’t get the chance to anticipate it. She could do nothing but let it batter her with wave upon wave of orgasmic bliss.

“You look so hot when you’re coming.” Matthew leaned down, kissed her, then shifted closer and changed the angle if his fingers inside her. “Wild and hot. Your eyes glaze, and your skin looks kissed by roses.”

“Oh, God.”

Steven had slithered down her body, placing wet, open-mouthed kisses on her left breast and down her side. When Matthew pulled his fingers out of her, Steven replaced them with his mouth.

He spread her wide, got up on his knees, then lifted her. She felt the impression of his hands on the cheeks of her ass, felt herself taken in hand at the same time his tongue began to caress and stroke her pussy. He wasn’t coy about it, either, but licked and tasted with long, strong sweeps of his tongue. He found her clit, teased it, then sucked it into his mouth.

She’d left her arms over her head and now grasped the brass bars of the headboard. Noises of need—grunts, mews, and groans—erupted from her throat, and she felt as powerless to stop them as she was to control the riot of sensations sizzling all through her body.