When she saw Michelle, Kelsey held her close. “If you hadn’t stepped outside when you did and then gotten help, I don’t know if I could have gotten away from that bastard. He might have still been able to get to his gun and kill me.”
“I feel so bad that I thought he was a hottie,” Michelle sniffed.
“Don’t. He played that role on purpose,” Matthew said.
Eventually they made their way through the crowd and outside to Steven’s Jeep. Much as they had that first night they’d picked her up, they all three sat in the front. Matthew held her tight on his lap as Steven made quick work of the drive home.
Ginny and Benny were snuggled together in Ginny’s bed, indulging in an afternoon nap. They crept past her room to the sanctuary of the master bedroom.
Kelsey had been aware of a fine tremor running through Matthew’s body as she’d sat on his lap. Once the door closed behind them, she threw her arms around him, sensing he needed to hold her tight.
“Scared the living hell out of us, baby,” Matthew said.
“Scared the living hell out of me, too.” Kelsey had been able to hold on to her tears all through the ordeal of overpowering Connors, of being treated at the clinic. Now, she couldn’t hold on anymore.
Sobs racked her. Steven stepped close, and the two men enveloped her completely with their bodies and their love.
“Adrenaline crash,” Matthew said.
“Yeah,” Steven agreed.
They held her until the storm lessened and then they began to undress her. She reached for the buttons of their shirts, but they both batted her hands away, shucking their clothes quickly. When they stepped back to her, she dropped to her knees.
Two big, beautiful, hard cocks bobbed, waiting for her attention. She loved these men so much. She wanted nothing more than to pleasure them. She filled her hands with them, squeezing and stroking their cocks in a languid rhythm.
She took Matthew into her mouth, sucking deep. A masculine hiss of pleasure and the firm threading of fingers through her hair rewarded her efforts. She pulled her mouth off Matthew, turned her head, and sucked Steven’s cock into her mouth.
She loved the taste of both of them, marveling that she could tell the difference, their flavors subtly and uniquely their own.
Steven’s hand joined his brother’s in caressing her hair, and Kelsey pleased herself by lavishing this form of loving on her men by turn.
“Your mouth is fucking wonderful,” Steven groaned.
“It is,” Matthew said.
Kelsey hummed along Steven’s shaft, her tongue stroking as she raised and lowered her head over him, then increasing the pressure of the suction she used until he groaned again and thrust his hips.
She slid off his cock with a slurp and then took Matthew again, treating him to the same slow, wet loving. She had to flex her pussy when her moisture ran so fast she thought her thighs would be covered.
“Enough. Our turn.” Matthew said.
Kelsey sat back, gazing up at her impassioned lovers, but before she could ask what they intended, Steven picked her up and laid her on the bed. Kelsey giggled when they both dove for her.
“Hold on to the headboard and don’t let go,” Matthew said.
Something about that commanding tone of his could light her fire almost as much as any touch. Complying, needing to just give them whatever they needed or wanted, Kelsey wrapped her hands around the brass rails.
“Your cocks feel better in my hands than this cold metal does.”
“Glad to hear it. Now give me your nectar,” Steven said as he buried his face in her cunt.
Kelsey groaned, her arousal shooting sharp and high. She arched her hips to press her pussy against Steven’s avid mouth. Matthew caressed her hair, gently turning her head to him.
His mouth took hers in a kiss more carnal, more feral than any she’d tasted. His mouth demanded surrender, submission, and Kelsey was helpless to refuse him.
He ran his hand over her breasts, his touch possessive and obsessive. He pulled his lips from hers.
“Ours,” Matthew said, his voice raw and his face fierce. Kelsey knew here came the primitive, the one the best of men held in check until that moment when emergence became unstoppable.
Steven inserted two fingers into her cunt, rubbing them back and forth over her G-spot while his tongue lapped her folds. “Ours,” Steven said.
Two lovers, two demanding male gazes, but one love. One love and one future.
“Yes. Yours. Only yours.”
Steven sucked her clit into his mouth at the same instant Matthew lowered his lips to a nipple, nipped, and then sucked it deep.
Kelsey screamed as she came, the orgasm rising up like a tsunami, totally unexpected, totally overpowering. Her hips bucked, but her men held her fast so that she had no choice but to take the ecstasy they gave her.