Daegan caressed the back of her neck as he stilled all movement and his seed pumped into her throat. She caressed him with her tongue, the movement automatic, unthinking as Xavier poured his cum into her ass. Daegan eased his cock from her mouth, and she fell forward onto Isaac, her arms no longer able to hold her up. She felt Xavier pull from her ass, his hands gently caressing the soft flesh as her ass muscles tingled and pulsed.
She was practically asleep, completely relaxed when Isaac grabbed her hips, lifted her off his cock, and then slammed her back down. Over and over, he plunged into her pussy, her exhaustion morphing into excitement, her contentment climbing toward need once more.
Suddenly he rolled, pinned her beneath him, slamming into her pussy again and again and again. Her swollen clit zinged with renewed eagerness, her climax spinning violently through her, every muscle quivering and jumping as Isaac fucked her harder and harder and harder.
He shouted his completion, his cock pulsing in time with her clenching pussy as liquid heat seemed to drench her veins. Panting hard, he fell forward onto her, careful not to crush her with his weight. “That was incredible,” he whispered in her ear. Then he kissed her, taking her mouth in a slow, drugging, passionate kiss. “Stay right where you are.”
Panting, she nodded. Since she was fairly certain that all of her bones had somehow dissolved, Andrea didn’t think that was going to be a problem. They must have heard her thought, or maybe felt her humor because Daegan and Xavier both laughed and leaned over to press a kiss each to her lips. Isaac was back a moment later, a warm, wet washcloth in his hand. He ran it over her thighs, the skin so sensitive she jumped away, her flesh covered in goose pimples.
“I can do that,” she said as heated embarrassment once more crept over her face and neck.
“Be quiet, beautiful,” Daegan said as he smoothed the hair away from her eyes. “Let us take care of you the way you deserve.”
“Oh, well since you put it like that…” It was meant to be just a little bit sarcastic—she was quite capable of taking care of herself after all—but it came out breathless and needy, and Isaac went back to what he’d been doing. She lay still and let him do what he wanted, too tired to argue the point.
She woke several hours later, pressed between Isaac and Daegan. A quick flutter of panic churned her gut until she realized that Xavier lay across the end of the bed, one of his big hands wrapped around her calf muscle. She settled back onto the pillow, determined to sort a few things out in her head, but the warmth they generated, the sense of peace their presence gave her, and her exhaustion from their love play all conspired to drag her back into unconsciousness.
* * * *
Daegan woke a few minutes before the alarm was set to go off. There was no feeling of confusion or disorientation. He knew exactly where he was and exactly who slept in his arms. He pulled the woman closer, content for the moment to steal her from his brother’s sleeping form.
She snuggled against him, and every hope he’d had for the future suddenly seemed brighter, somehow closer than he’d ever imagined possible. As much as he’d wished for a mate and a family, he’d never truly believed it would happen.
He rubbed a hand over her belly, imagining what it would feel like to have his—or his brother’s—child growing in her body. It was something they would need to talk about. Once she went through her first full moon, her fertility would change, and she’d be at risk of becoming pregnant. It was a risk he hoped she’d be willing to take.
Of course he first had to convince her to let all three of them claim her, and considering her views on marriage, that wasn’t going to be a simple task. Deciding to take the bull by the horns, so to speak, he sat up and pulled his lovely mate with him.
“Shower time,” he whispered in her ear as he sent mental instructions to his twin to get his lazy ass out of bed. Fortunately, Isaac rolled out of bed, gave their mate a quick hug, and then headed downstairs. Considering how good he was at cooking, Daegan had no doubt that he’d chosen the right brother. Xavier wouldn’t know a skillet from a spatula.
His eldest brother stirred, his eyes tracking Daegan and Andrea as they stepped into the bathroom, but Xavier seemed content to let them have some time alone. Daegan maneuvered his sleepy mate into the shower and stepped in behind her. She snuggled against him as he adjusted the water temperature and began soaping her down.
As much as he would love to spend the next few hours exploring her delicious body, he knew they needed to get on the road if they were going to get her home in time to open her jewelry store. He could sense how important the place was to her. It wasn’t just a business owner concerned for her livelihood. Her feelings toward the little jewelry store in a tiny little town ran much deeper than that. Daegan wanted to know why, but at the moment it was more important to make certain they got her back in time.