Jamie's Revenge (24 page)

Reason could not be found, as her men rallied to her breasts, settling the heated suction of their mouths over the aching tips. With nibbling teeth, coy tongues and an unparalleled suction, her lovers devoured her swollen globes as her hands raked into their hair to hold them prisoner against her flushed flesh.

It felt beyond decadent to have two men warring over her body. That’s just what it came to when Caelen’s head dipped and tried to nudge Brodie’s hand from between her legs. In a duel of tongue versus finger they fought over her clit, terrorizing the oversensitive bud with the relentless roll of rapture.

The streaks of pleasure became jagged shards when Brodie’s hand gave up the battle and dipped, but not to rejoin Caelen in the plundering of spasming sheath. Instead, his cool, sticky fingers traced further around the curve to press in against the entrance hidden between the lush globes of her ass. Jamie gasped in a tense breath as the memory of both the painful pressure and the forbidden pleasure swamped through her.

“Relax, sugar,” Brodie growled out before giving her nipple a little nibble. “You gonna like how we share this one.”

The gasp she went to take got stuck, sucking in air with sharp spikes that matched the rioting pleasure that shot through her as Brodie’s fingers pressed down and began walking up the tender skin that separated her two channels. On the other side, Caelen matched him, thump for thump, igniting an inferno of lust that about seared her soul to cinders.

Harder, deeper, they stretched her, making her twist into a thing of wild need that had her whole pelvis swaying with the silent demand for more. Through the chaotic whorl of emotions, Jamie knew pleasure as she’d never known it. The very torrent of ecstasy starting to rain down on her robbed her of reason but not fear.
 

The emotion thickened along the ragged edges of her exploding nerves. Her eyes rounded and bulged with the intense pressure that sizzled through with each rotation of her hips. The pleasure could so easily consume and destroy her, it etched the fear deeper into her mind. She couldn’t do this, not alone.

“Brodie…I can’t...”

He soothed the concern from her lips with a gentle nuzzle of his own. The soft touch provided the very moment of reason she’d been looking for as did the word he whispered back.

“Shh, darlin’, relax. I got you.”

“No. Please, Brodie, don’t make me wait this time. No games.”

Her plea brought a slight scowl to his face, and she could see the truth in his eyes. He wanted it this way, wanted her overwhelmed because he feared not pleasing her. Brodie MacAuley, bad ass that he was, never feared anything, nothing but her. That said just what the big brute probably never would be capable of.

 
“I love you, Brodie MacAuley.” Jamie smiled at the way he seemed to grow at that comment. “But I ain’t going to marry you if you don’t obey once in a while, and I want you and that hard-headed brother of yours now, not five orgasms from now.”

“You’re a crazy, hard-headed lady, Jamie MacAuley, but mine.” Brodie growled that out before taking her lips in another sweltering spiral of passion.

As consumed as her focus became on trying to capture his tongue and suck it hard enough to make him shudder, Jamie barely noticed the way he ripped her right out from beside Caelen. Only when the delicious press of his body all along hers rubbed enticingly did she realize that she’d been rolled over him.

Instead of objecting to the intention in Brodie’s grip as he pushed her legs wide over his hips so he could begin lowering her down on just what she’d asked for, Caelen brought the whole thing to a stop. With a simple hold flattening her hips to his, he ground his thickened erection right through the cheeks of her ass.

“I’m still waiting to hear what you have to say to me, Jamie.”

Jamie smirked at that growled demand. “I love you, too, Caelen MacAuley, but if you don’t let me get to fucking your brother, I ain’t going to marry you either.”

The laugh that peeled out of her got twisted into a shriek as Caelen embedded his oversized cock balls deep into her pussy with one, smooth thrust. Her mouth lay open as her eyes bulged under the excruciating pleasure that spasmed up her back as Caelen began to ride her. With his grip on her hips he bounced her onto every upward stroke, making her pussy sing with unimaginable glory.

This time as her control began to wither, no sense of fear or panic undermined the building bliss. Not with Brodie’s big hands to keep her safe and protected in his embrace. For as tender as his touch was, his words were nothing sort of wild.

“All these years you were thinking your sweetheart would be the easy one. Does that feel easy to you, sugar?”
 

No. It didn’t, and that was just the sweetest surprise of them all. Her jaw snapped shut, Brodie shoulder getting caught between her teeth as every one of her muscles contracted beneath the inferno flaring straight up her back. The deliciously wicked flames licked further up her spine with every relentless thrust Caelen treated her to.

Brodie brought one rough hand up to span her neck with a chuckle. Forcing her chin to turn and release his skin from her bite, he lifted her gaze in the direction of his mirth.

“You having fun now, but this isn’t what you asked for.” Brodie’s voice dipped, going all soft and making his draw stand out just as the glide of his heated palm right up the incline of her raised buttocks.

With a possessive rub, Brodie redefined her focus as his fingers slid right into her divide. Wickedly delicious thrills spiraled up her back as Brodie brought that exquisite pressure back. Slowly forging into her ass, he pressed down, making that amazing stretch of skin rub between him and Caelen’s galloping cock.

“That’s what you asked for,” Brodie growled into her ear.

His slow, tentative motions teased her, electrifying her with lightening strikes of heated rapture. Burrowing into Brodie’s neck, Jamie tried to remember to breathe as the last shred of domestication shriveled up, leaving her at the mercy of her own feral desires. Unable to deny her body’s desperate drive for more, she began grinding, thrusting, twisting anyway she could intensify the near scalding bliss bubbling through her. All the while, Brodie’s dirty encouragements spurred her on like a whip to a horse.

All she could do was whimper in response. Even then, her breath caught on the sound as a second set of fingers began to press in, stretching her back channel down onto the cock that had slowed down to a tormenting crawl. Caelen had shifted from her ravager to her torturer with those too tamed rolls of his hips.

Tears began to dampen along with sweat beading over Brodie’s shoulder. Her tears were an involuntary expression of the exquisite pain that her need had become. The bubble of pleasure that they held her became an agonizing pressure that she prayed they’d pop.
 

 
Not her men. Contrary and difficult to the end, they just made the delicious friction worse as they began to tease her ass to a heated fever. Panting out little moans, she fought to get the more she needed, but all her efforts were tamed by her lovers’ superior strength, a fact that openly amused Brodie.

“Settle down now, sugar. You get what you’re given. Of course, we can always be swayed by some sweet words.” Leave it to Brodie to annoy her in a moment like this. He wanted her to beg, but this was her moment.

“Damnit, Brodie. Stop being such an ass,” she turned her head to growl at him.

The words fell into a groan as he retaliated in the worse possible way. Lending his second hand to the battle to rob her of all sanity, he slid it right over her hip to strum his fingers over her swollen clit. Jamie shrieked under the seductive assault, jerking as her poor little bud strained under the molten explosions his teasing caused.

“Jerk.” She managed to grind that word out between one rolling spasm and the next.

“Aw, come on, Jamie,” Brodie cajoled even as he continued to torment her with his wicked hands. “You can’t deny you wouldn’t do the same.”

She smiled at that. He had it right, but the thing that made her glow inside was knowing he would beg too. In this, they were equal. “Fine, then. I love you both very much. I’m sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused you over all the years. I regret my rash actions and the consequences they caused. Now I humble myself before you and beg with open heart that you will forgive me my sins and take me as I am.”

She didn’t put a lot of effort into sounding sincere, not that Brodie would have believed her if she’d tried. “You got a lot to learn about begging, girl.”

“Yeah? Well I’m getting mine, Caelen’s getting his, and you? You ain’t much of nothin’. Kind of makes you wonder who the real dumbass is, don’t it?”

 
Jamie had expected him to retaliate, and it surprised her when he stilled instead. Shifting his chin along her shoulder, he looked back at his brother and began to see things her way.

“You know she kind of makes a point, Caelen.” When his grin rolled back in her direction, Jamie’s stomach clenched with the intent she could read in it. “I think it’s time we give the little sugar exactly what she asked for.”

Nerves set in again as their hands withdrew back to her hips and they began shifting her free of Caelen’s delicious thickness. Her fingers dug into the mattress at the tediously slow withdraw. He made every inch of her sheath burn to feel him coming back, but he slipped free, leaving her clenching in pain with the need that demanded she be filled.

Brodie came to her aid swiftly enough to tell her, he didn’t feel half as calm as he’d sounded. He certainly didn’t have the patience of his brother and lifted his hips in a hard thrust up. Forcing her down with an equally aggressive push, he shafted his full length into her, making her groan with gratitude.

The groan turned to a whine when he held her flat, refusing to let her enjoy the sensation with anything beyond the tiniest of motions. Her plaintive sounds of protest cut off in a sharp intake of breath that got locked into her chest at the feel of Caelen’s impressive cockhead pressing into the cleft in her ass.
 
Those pesky nerves reappeared, and she couldn’t help the involuntary tensing that shivered through her as Caelen lodged himself firmly against untried opening.

“Relax, sweetheart.”

That tender side of Brodie shined through as his hands went to work on her back. Caelen’s joined in, adding smooth, perfect strokes to harmonize with Brodie’s rougher rubbing. Together they worked a new kind of warmth into her flushed skin.

Sweet and protective, the sensation contrasted sharply with the pressure that radiated out of her rear with Caelen’s slow penetration. Like a string caught in a storm’s wind, the pressure snapped once his flared head settled firmly inside her.

“Oh, God.”

“You okay, baby?” Caelen didn’t sound too well off himself. His voice strained high as if he were holding back the sea just for her.

At least he could talk. She didn’t have the air left in her lungs to form words. Not that any would have served as a good answer. She wasn’t okay. She’d never loved not being okay this much before. Sweet mercy of the heavens, nothing had ever been like this.

“Jamie?”

The concern in Caelen’s voice told her he wouldn’t be giving her another delicious inch until she answered. Giving him the only sound she was capable of, she growled and jerked back, trying to take what he denied her. Instantly, four hands clamped down to hold her still.

“I think the little sugar likes it, Caelen. Give her another inch.”

Jamie panted through the smooth slide. With Brodie’s hardness stretching her pussy wide, that was all she needed to completely lose it. The bubble of pressure began to crack and little sparkles of ecstasy teased her with what waited for her at the end of Caelen’s long, thick cock.

This time, she fought them as she went wild with her need, grunting and trying to force them into motion with grinding humps of her pelvis. They fought to keep up with her, but she knew from their muttered profanity and their uncontrollable flexes that fed the hunger with shallow strokes — they didn’t want to win.

Even those realizations fizzled out of focus as the pounding hammer of ecstasy started beating up her spine, driven by the hardening thrusts. Jamie lost the ability to even pant as her eyes rolled back in her head. Two thick cocks slammed into her in a ceaseless rhythm that only escalated into a frantic rush as they whipped a tidal wave of splendor over her.

It crashed in, drowning her under its power as her lovers slammed into her in unison. Jamie screamed under the impact, feeling the whole world detonate around her in a fiery burst of starlight that flittered off into an endless abyss. With a sigh of soul deep satisfaction, she collapsed into the welcoming blackness.

Even as she drifted toward oblivion, she heard Brodie cry out his love for her. The pledge chased after her, keeping her secure in the oncoming darkness. As the last thread of her consciousness unraveled, she knew she’d found something better than revenge. She’d found love.

* * * *

Brodie yawned and stretched. Barely awake four hours and already tired, not a good example to set as a man. He could take some comfort in the fact that Jamie had passed right out with her orgasm. At least he’d outlasted her.

“I’m marrying her, Brodie.”