Golden [Bedtime stories 1] (7 page)

A few days later I got up early, humming brightly to myself, and went outside to feed the chicks. They were getting so big already and there had been so much going on that I barely got to play with them. Things had been going so well with my men and they were thrilled that today was Bash’s wedding that I couldn’t help but be happy.

“ Yes, yes I have food for all of you,” I chuckled as they peeped and jumped on me the moment I opened the door for the chicken coop. It warmed my heart every time I even saw the coop because Boris had built it for me and then Boone had painted it. Maybe it was silly for a grown man to want chickens as pets but they let me do it anyway and supported me.

I plopped on my butt and let them eat out of my hand, petting them as they ate. I talked to them some, telling them about all the plans for Bash’s wedding and how I was thrilled everyone could go now that the curse was broken for all of them. Bash hadn’t wanted to get married until both his brothers could come. He was a good guy like that.

“ We have a problem, mate,” Boris said from behind me. I turned and saw both my men standing there, frowning with their arms crossed over their chests. “We need to talk.”

Ouch. Words a man never wants to hear.
“Okay, about what?”
“We don’t like your bed hopping,” Boone answered as they knelt

on either side of me. I stared at one and then the other. I wasn ’t sure how to handle this one. I didn’t like switching off nights with them either but what was the other option? Give one of them up? No fucking way.

“ And how would you like to rectify that?” I hedged, knowing in my heart what I’d like but it wasn’t fair to ask them for it.
“We want to knock down the wall to Bash’s old room and make one big room, getting a new bed that can fit all of us,” Boris said with a firm nod.
“Yes!” I exclaimed as I threw myself into his arms, careful of the chicks. “Yes, yes, yes!”
“That was easier than I thought it would be,” he mumbled and stared over my shoulder at Boone.
“That’s what I’ve wanted but you guys are brothers and it’s not fair for me to ask you sleep in the same bed,” I rambled, turning to hug Boone as well. “I hate leaving one of you to go to the other. But I was worried you guys would say I’d have to pick one of you or something if I brought it up.”
“Not happening,” Boris growled as Boone yanked off my shirt. Okay, so I guess they were going to get their morning playnow… Outside.“You belong to both of us and we are just as much yours. You will sleep in the middle of us and it’s not like we haven’t seen the other naked. We might accidently touch but we’re both after
you
.”
“Yes, all yours,” I agreed as I someone pulled off my drawers so I was on all fours naked. “Do with me as you will.”
“Gladly,” Boone purred as he buried his face in my ass. He licked my hole and I started mewling like a cat in heat.“That’s it, my love. Make those noises we want to hear.”
“Gimmie cock,” I demanded of Boris and opened my mouth wide. I’d been dying for the two of them to take me at once and this was my greatest fantasy coming to life. His lust-glazed eyes met mine as he quickly undid his pants. I whimpered and did my best to keep my hips still as Boone nibbled my hole and pushed two slicked-up fingers inside.
How had I missed that they came out with oil? Must have been in his pocket. I was
so
glad I purchased that when I was in town and wanted to go back for more so we never, ever ran out.
“I love this mint oil, Golden. We need to make sure we always have some,” Boone said in between licks as he kept moving his fingers.
“I was just thinking the same thing.” That was all I was able to get out before Boris pushed his cock past my lips. I moaned and sucked as much of him as I could into my throat. Even not cursed he was a large man with a very big dick so I had trouble most times swallowing all of him.
But I was getting better and had no problem practicing until I got it right.
“Breathe through your nose and relax, baby,” Boris gently instructed. I glanced up at him and gave a slight nod. He was wonderful at gentle reminders. I got overwhelmed by the size of him at times and tried too hard instead of just relaxing most of the time. “You look so damn pretty sucking me off.”
Oh, and they’d realized I liked dirty talk.
“You should taste his ass,” Boone purred and gave me another lick. “And he loves to get finger fucked while you lick him.”
“I ate his ass through two orgasms last night,” Boris said proudly. Okay, so they were still brothers and a little competitive at times. Fine by me because it never crossed into hostility and I won no matter what. I had a feeling I knew what was going to come next.
“Really?” Boone asked as he pushed in another finger. “Hmm, then maybe I’ll have to try and get him three times after Bash’s wedding. Did you finger him too or just straight tongue?”
See? I won no matter who was trying to top the other.
“Fingers. We got up to four while I rimmed him. He likes to be pushed to the edge and filled as much as possible.” I cleared my throat to remind them that
he
was right there and wanted attention. “Sorry, baby. We simply like pleasing you so much that we compare notes.”
I rolled my eyes at that one and he chuckled. I knew exactly what they’d been doing.
“Can I at least brag that you climaxed just from being spanked yesterday?” Boone asked as he pulled out his fingers. I shuddered, knowing what was coming next, and pushed my ass out for him as I tightened my lips around Boris’s cock. “He likes to be spanked.” To prove his point he slapped my ass several times in a row.
“Very interesting,” Boris purred as he pulled out of my mouth.
“I wasn’t finished with that,” I bitched as he pushed me up so I was just on my knees.
“But I was going to finish if you kept that up and I want inside of you
now
.” I could live with that. He lifted me up so I was wrapped around him and shoved his cock into me. “Spank him while I fuck him and then we can switch.”
“Oh heavens, you guys are trying to kill me,” I whimpered as I moved my hips. They chuckled and I felt the crack of Boone’s hand on my ass. My dick twitched against Boris’s stomach and started leaking. “Harder. I need it harder, Boone. I’ve been a very bad boy, leaving your bed before you woke.”
“That is true,” he agreed and spanked me again. “But now we’re all going to share a bed so one of us will catch you if you try to sneak out again.”
“And punish me?” I moaned, rubbing myself against Boris as he moved my hips faster and faster.
“It’s not punishment if you enjoy it,” Boris chastised me, nipping my shoulder.
“Fine, then humiliate me as you do it,” I suggested. It was another fantasy of mine that they tie me up, spank me, call me dirty names, and fuck me until I passed out. It seems them mating me released the animal inside of me. “I never liked
slave
but you can call me your whore if you want?”
They both moaned and I knew that it was going to be added to the list of bedroom games. Suddenly, Boris pulled out of me and Boone thrust right back in. I cried out as the angle changed and the fact that they caught me off guard.
“What does our mate want most right now?” Boris asked me with a heated gaze.
“Kiss me and fondle my sac,” I screamed. They knew what I liked, how I liked it, and when I wanted it but yet they loved hearing me beg for it. He nodded and lowered his lips to mine. Seconds later I felt his hand between my legs as Boone pounded into my ass.
“Tighten, my love, I’m coming,” Boone grunted. He liked a bite of pain when I squeezed him too hard when he was about to finish. I did as he wanted and he cried out as he filled me with his seed. I moaned and rubbed against Boris, needing just a bit more to climax.
Except they both backed off. Boone pulled out of me and wiped me clean as I held on to Boris like a limp monkey. He stopped touching me and kissing at me.
“I didn’t finish,” I mumbled as they laid me on the ground. “No fair.”
“We’re not done with you,” Boris growled as he lifted my legs up so my ass and hips were off the ground. Then he thrust into me hard enough to move me across the lawn. Then Boone straddled my head and I sucked his cock into my mouth.
“Yeah, baby, just like that,” he moaned. I couldn’t see anything but that part of him and gasped when two hands found my cock, one of each of theirs. “Come for us.”
I licked and sucked on him as if he was my favorite treat right as I wavered on the edge of bliss. Boris pushed a finger inside of me along with his cock and I came screaming for all to hear. They didn’t let up their attentions, driving my peak higher and higher as they drew it out. When one of the final waves of it hit me, Boris unloaded into my ass.
Boone moved off of me when he was spent, lying down next to me on the ground as Boris held himself up, gasping for air.
“Did you know you talk in your sleep?” Boone asked me with an impish grin.
“No,” I gasped, needing more air and fast.
“Well, you do,” he chuckled, tracing his fingers over my nipple. “The past few nights you’ve been having interesting dreams, my mate. I talked to Boris yesterday and we realized they were about both of us taking you at once.”
“If I remember them correctly, yes,” I agreed, my cheeks heating up.
“Why didn’t you tell us, Golden?” Boris asked gently as he lowered my legs. “Don’t you know by now we would give you anything you wanted?”
“I have everything I’ve ever wanted,” I said quietly as I glanced between them. “Every fairy tale ends with a happy ending of one couple. I got both of you so in my mind real life can be better than the stories. I’m happy.”
“Yes, but we want to know your fantasies too, my love,” Boone replied and gave me a kiss. “As long as it doesn’t hurt you and it’s not Boris and I together, there’s no reason we can’t give you anything you want.”
“Yeah, you guys don’t touch like that,” I said firmly, crossing my arms over my chest. “I’m too jealous for that and the idea is gross.”
“Duly noted,” Boris chuckled and kissed me. “So what else is on the fantasy list?”
“You’re going to need a pen and paper for this,” I giggled as I waggled my eyebrows at them. They stared at each other a moment before bursting out laughing.
“We’ll make sure to take notes,” Boone agreed with a bright smile. Then before I could tell them any of my fantasies, they started touching me all over. That was about the last coherent thought until they each took me one more time.
I was happy, they had both mated and claimed me. I was theirs and they were mine… And part of me wanted to go visit my father and thank him for selling me.
Nahh. Better just to live with my men and be happy… Forever.

Joyee dreams of one day living on enough land to have a few horses, and find a couple of cowboys or pool boys of her own. A lover of men, Joyee is all about them in any form in her books; vampire, werewolf, shapeshifter, military . . . It’s all good! She loves to get lost in fantasy that only books can bring. Her wide interest in reading is reflected in her writings, whether short stories, romance, or mystical. Currently Joyee lives with her dog, Marius, named after a vampire from Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire series.