She looked at him and could see his desire, and the way he looked her body over in such a possessive manner but also as if he liked what he saw, like he couldn’t peel his eyes from her thighs and pussy. It did something to her. This was different, calmer, raw, unscathed by violence or power.
“Help me, York. Help me to let go,” she begged. He and C.J. grunted, and when she looked at him she could tell he was biting his cheek and he seemed upset by her fear. Something told her that these three brothers could help her and had the ability to make things right.
York lowered down and kissed her lips. “The three of us will. Trust us, Caroline, and I promise you’ll never feel alone again.”
He covered her mouth and kissed her deeply as he slid his hand along her groin, touching her pussy on one side, while Hunter did the same on the other side, and C.J. stroked her ass and cunt two more times before pulling out his fingers. It was so wild, and she never felt as special as right now, or as desirable.
“Come to me, baby.” C.J. said to her and opened his arms as he knelt in front of her. How could she resist? He was so handsome, so sexy and strong. Even though he was a law enforcement officer like Cameron, he was different, just like York was. They were good law enforcement. Loyal, patriotic, kind, caring and compassionate. They weren’t evil, manipulative or violent. She knew from their muscles and their confident personalities, that they were indeed resourceful and capable when pushed to the limit. It was a side saved for bad guys, and more than likely a side she hoped to never see.
Hunter and York guided her up. When she went to C.J., he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight. “I promise this will be perfect, but if you get scared, if you need more time, just stop us and we’ll wait until you’re ready.”
She kissed his neck and loved him for the sacrifice he was willing to make. She licked his neck and nibbled his earlobe then whispered into his ear, “I want you now. Make love to me, C.J., I need you.”
He lifted her up and carried her through the living room and up the stairs. Hunter and York followed. When they got to a large bedroom, they began to undress and C.J. helped her out of her bra. He stared at her body and licked his lips. “You have an incredible body, Caroline. You’re perfect,” he said and then wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. He pressed her back until the back of her legs hit the mattress and she fell backward. He slid his hands up her thighs, spreading her.
“Now where was I?” he asked before he lowered his mouth to her pussy and suckled her cream. When she looked at Hunter and York, both men were naked and both were sporting some hefty cocks. She felt a bit intimidated and Hunter crawled up onto the bed and held her gaze.
“You can handle us because we’re meant to be together.” He leaned down and kissed her. He stroked his tongue into her mouth as C.J. lowered between her legs and feasted on her cunt.
She felt the second mouth on her other breast and moaned into Hunter’s mouth. York sucked and tugged on her nipple, sending tiny spasms through her body. She rocked her hips and felt her cream release from her pussy. She wanted them. One after the next, claiming her, loving her, becoming a complete part of her. It was so scary how deep the emotions felt. A flash of concern that she may never be the same after today crossed her mind. What if she became possessive of them? What if she got so needy for them to be near her, inside of her, by her all the time that she turned them off? She couldn’t be clingy.
Hunter released her lips and held her gaze.
“Are you okay?” he asked her.
She swallowed hard. “I feel so much, Hunter. I want so much and it scares me.”
“Don’t feel scared. We feel the exact same way. Like if we aren’t right by your side, touching you, loving you, that we’ll feel lost and alone.”
Her eyes widened. “You feel it, too?” she asked, hearing the shock in her voice.
“Oh yeah, so very much. Hell, I could feast on these breasts for hours, doll,” York added and suckled her nipple then tugged.
“Oh God, York.”
Hunter caressed his thumb along her lower lip and she moaned softly from C.J.’s ministrations as well as from York’s tugs on her nipple. It was overwhelming.
“Are you okay? We’re not going too fast? You’re not scared?”
She took a deep breath and C.J. looked up at her as well as York and Hunter.
“It’s perfect. I feel safer than I have ever felt before because of the three of you. Make love to me. Please make me all yours.”
Hunter smiled.
“With pleasure, baby,” C.J. said.
“Condoms?” York asked.