“Good, because I wouldn’t care if the ranch and the house fell down around our ears tonight. We’ve been interrupted every time.”
Lydia smiled, glad that they were just as weary of all the interruptions as she was. After drying off, she blotted the water from her hair. She brushed her teeth, slipped into the silky cover-up she had hanging behind the bathroom door, and flipped off the light switch. She stood in the dark, listening to the pounding of her heart in her ears as her eyes adjusted. Shadows flickered in the bedroom and she realized they had lit candles.
Standing in the bathroom doorway, she took in the scene of seduction. The bed linens were turned down, and Chance and Clayton both lay nude on the bed with a space between them meant for her. Their tanned bodies were a sharp contrast to the cool, white sheets on the bed. Silvery moonlight filtered in through the lace curtains on the windows.
“You okay, baby?” Chance asked as he sat up and walked over to her. “Nervous?” he whispered so only she could hear.
Her throat trembled as she swallowed and replied, “No. I’m not nervous. I want to remember everything about this night and this moment. I can’t believe I’m here and that this is going to happen. You both want me and you’re willing to share me. I’m wrapping my mind around that.”
Chance kissed her with a tenderness that made the butterflies churn in her stomach. Her heart swelled with love for him. His rough hands caressed the sides of her throat, and she gasped breathlessly as his fingertips slid slowly to her shoulders and down her arms. Every cell in her body was aware of his touch.
Chance’s broad, muscled chest was hot beneath her palms as she stroked her fingers through his chest hair. Her tummy fluttered as he moved his hands to her waist and continued his caress down to her hips. He seemed to be taking his time as though he, too, was memorizing the moment and the feel of her under his hands. He was gentle as he stroked the upper swell of her ass and her lower back until her hips flexed involuntarily with arousal.
Hearing movement beside her, Lydia’s gaze was drawn to Clayton’s sensual eyes as he smiled and then kissed her shoulder. Her eyes had adjusted fully to the dim glow of the candles, and the stealthy languor flowing through her body made her bold as she looked them both over.
“You are both built so strong and big. I feel tiny compared to you. I’m a lucky girl.”
Clayton slid the cover-up from her and pressed a line of kisses along her shoulder that made her shudder lightly and murmured, “We’re the lucky ones, Lydi. You’re breathtaking.”
Clayton’s words made her blush because she doubted that about herself, but the heady, powerful knowledge that he believed it made her feel sexy and daring.
Chance kissed her again and drew close, rubbing his hardened cock against her abdomen. He groaned when she pressed back. Clayton took his position behind her and brushed her hair to the side and continued captivating her with his warm kisses on her neck. A tremble swept through her as he drew his fingertips down her spine and then stroked her hip bones and trailed his fingertips lightly over the tops of her thighs.
Her pussy clenched when he caressed close to her mound, and her clit responded with a strong pulsing sensation. Clayton growled as he pressed his rock-hard shaft against the cleft of her ass. She rubbed against him, which applied friction to Chance’s cock as well, and he echoed his brother’s sound.
Clayton said, “Come to bed, Lydi.”
She hoped this was the first of many times she heard Clayton’s deep, sensual voice whisper those words. His tone was thick with desire, and she couldn’t help but follow him as he led her to the bed.
They helped her to the spot in the middle, and she laid her head on the pillow they’d placed there for her. They both crouched there, on either side just staring at her. The way they looked at her made her feel as though they could see right through to her soul.
“What is it?”
“You’re beautiful in the moonlight, baby,” Chance replied softly.
She gulped and willed herself to not cry at his heartfelt words as she caressed his chin and then shifted her gaze to Clayton. He placed a hand on her abdomen and leaned forward until his face was close to hers. The vulnerability in his eyes was visible in the glow from the window, and his smile was tender as he said, “I love you, Lydi.”
Biting her lip, she reached up to him and drew him the remaining distance for a kiss. She didn’t want any more casual flings in her life, and his declaration was a step in the right direction. He explored her mouth with his tongue, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as his fingers began a slow descent down her abdomen to her pussy.