Love Under Two Navy Seals (31 page)

“Yes, I do want your children.” She smiled at them, and to her that smile felt so very sexy. To them, too, she thought, if the way they shakily drew in deep breaths was any indication. “You know, we Benedicts tend to like big families.”

“We were both ‘only kids,’” Drew said.

“Drew grew up in foster care from the time he was a baby,” Dev said. “I went into the system when I was eleven, after my folks were killed in a car accident. So the idea of a big family suits us both.” Dev bent down and mated his mouth to hers. She opened for him, her own tongue as eager to touch and tease and taste as was his. He slid his arms around her and lifted her. Before she could wrap herself around him, he sat on the bed, and then stretched out, flat.

Such hunger, such need exploded within her that she went wild. Straddling him, she rubbed herself against him as her lips and tongue devoured his. Drinking in the flavors from his mouth fed her appetite for more. Whimpering with that deep yearning, she weaned her lips from his, then licked and lapped his cheeks, his neck. Heat shimmering through her as she sipped and suckled his chest, then worked her way down his abdomen. She swirled her tongue in his navel.

Dev cursed, and lifted her. “Fuck me, baby. Now. I need to be inside you.”

She opened her legs, positioned herself, and slid down, taking his hot, hard cock in one deep, satisfying move.

“You feel so good inside me.” She raised herself and slid down again, then put her hands on either side of Dev’s head and looked over her shoulder.

“Be one with us, Andrew James. I need your cock in my ass. I need to feel you both inside me.”

“You’re so damn sexy riding him. Honest to God, you could get me off just like that.” Drew reached out and caressed the crack of her ass.

She hadn’t noticed him opening the lube, but as he spread the cool, silky gel back and forth over her anus, she shivered and then smiled. “Hurry.” She turned her head and encountered Dev’s glittering gaze.

“You’re not the only one who could get off just watching,” he said. “I keep starting to think that I never knew I was like this. And then I realize that it isn’t the act and it isn’t me.”

Julia’s heart turned over when he reached up and stroked her face. The tenderness in his gaze simply melted her. “It’s you, baby doll. It’s what Drew and I become when we’re with you. We’ve always been brothers of the spirit. You make us brothers of the flesh.”

“A spiritual joining,” Julia said. “My mother told me about it. My fathers, who are born brothers, experienced that too, and only with her. It’s how the women of the family know their men are the right men.”

“Now, kitten. Take me now.”

“Yes. Oh, yes, Drew, fuck me.” She relaxed against Dev, her face cradled against his chest as she nudged her ass higher, as she focused on letting the muscles of her hips loosen, as she offered them total submission.

Drew moved closer, moved in and down, and she felt the heat of his cockhead, the firmness of it pressing against her opening.

A delicious ache radiated outward, an ache that eased into the most arousing erotic pain as Drew entered her. Slow and careful, he pushed into her, inch by inch. She felt her sphincter stretch and then open, felt the tight and tantalizing slide as Drew’s cock came all the way into her until she felt the weight of his balls bounce against her slit.

“God in heaven,” Drew said. “I didn’t know anything could feel this good, this right.”

“
Yes
.” Julia began to tremble, so aroused, so hot, her thoughts actually short-circuited until there was only the physical—a hot, edgy horniness—and the emotional—love and a sense of oneness that filled her heart to overflowing.

No thoughts, and no words. Just the sensations that compelled her, that drove her to clench and release, a special love hug for her men. They were her heart, too, and she very much suspected they were her soul and her life and would be, forever and always, for this life and beyond.

“
Julia
.” Dev thrust into her as his hands caressed her arms. “Baby doll, you’ll make me lose control.”

“Me, too,” Drew said.

His hands clutched her hips with a strength that thrilled her, that added to an arousal that soared higher than high.

She surrendered completely to the feral, becoming a woman of Eros. She flexed, she swayed, her hips assuming a dance to music only the three of them could hear. Basic, primal, their mating harkened back to the dawn of humankind, to the scent of the campfire and the call of nature, to the very essence of the animal within.

“Jesus…I can’t control…”

Drew’s words could have been Dev’s as well for she felt both men fighting to hold back the force with which they took her.

“Don’t hold back. Just take me. Damn it, take me hard!”

She heard the snap of their control as both men shouted, cursed, and began to thrust in her hard and fast and deep. From deep inside, from that place where she felt two hard cocks nearly meet, her orgasm erupted, bubbling, roiling, an explosion so intense, so beautiful, Julia could only shiver and scream.

Wave after wave of rapture captured her, melding her into her lovers. It burned their essences into her. Never again would she be alone, or lonely. Never again would she feel unloved.

They came inside her, flooding her body as they’d already flooded her heart and her soul, and the heat, the racing of their seed took her to a new level of ecstasy.

Slowly, gently, the orgasm ebbed. The pounding of hearts—hers and Dev’s—and the struggle for breath as they all three luxuriated in the aftermath filled her hearing, the sweetest symphony she’d ever heard.

“You’re going to kill us, sweetheart. Swear to God.” Dev’s words puffed against her hair.

Drew tented her, though he didn’t give her his weight. “No one has ever made me lose control. Only you, kitten. You’re the only one who’s managed that.”

“You rob
me
of control, my darlings. So right back at you.”

“Julia.” Drew bent down and kissed her shoulder. He eased out of her and then got off the bed. She listened to the sound of his bare feet padding in the bathroom. In moments he returned and gently cleaned her with a warm cloth. He bent down and dried her by blowing warm air on her. She shivered, and both men chuckled.

Dev lifted her and set her on the bed beside him. Drew lifted the top sheet from the floor and covered them before crawling in so that Julia was in her favorite place to be—between them.

“How’s your head and shoulder?” Dev asked. He turned so that he could look down at her.

“Headache is a dull throb and the shoulder is tender, I won’t lie to you. But I’m stronger than you think,” she teased.

“Pretty hard for you to be, since we both think you’re the strongest woman we’ve ever known,” Drew said.

“Damn straight.” Dev bent down and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. “Which is why I have no qualms telling you, as soon as that shoulder bruise fades and you no longer need aspirins, we
are
going to spank you.”

“You scared the living hell out of us, kitten, facing off against a drug dealer.” Drew also kissed her.

Lying on her back, she could look up and see both men’s expressions. They looked smitten—and fierce.

“I’m sorry you were scared. I love that you were scared. And you probably should know that if a similar situation ever arises, I’d likely do the same thing all over again.”

“Because it’s the Benedict way?” Dev asked.

Julia shrugged her shoulders and then winced. “Partly because it’s the Benedict way. And partly because I’m mostly wired that way. If someone I love is in danger, or in need, I’m there.”

Dev sighed. He looked over at Drew. “It would seem our woman matches us in spirit, brother. I predict she’s going to give us fits, over and over again for the next sixty or seventy years.”

“I think you’re right,” Drew said. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Would you?”

“Hell, no.”

They both grinned at her. Julia tried to contain her own smile. “That all seems only fair. I have a feeling that the two of you are going to prove more than a handful, and will keep me hopping for just that long.”

“And would you have it any other way?” Dev asked.

“Hell, no.” She mimicked his words.

“At least our lives together won’t be staid and boring,” Drew said.

Julia couldn’t help it. She laughed. “Trust me, there just might come the day when you wished it was.”

Her two lovers looked at each other, then down at her. Their eyes held so much love she felt her own eyes tear.

“Never going to happen. You’re perfect for us. We’re the luckiest men in the world.”

Julia reached up, and stroked each of their beloved faces with hands that trembled with emotion. She knew the truth, and had to set them straight.

“I’m the lucky one. I’ve discovered I adore making love under two Navy SEALs. That—and the two of you—are worth anything and everything.”

Chapter 22

Had it only been a month since Julia had come here, to
Lusty Appetites
, to celebrate Tracy and Jordan and Peter’s engagement?

Oh, how she remembered that evening! She’d believed herself finally “over” the two men who’d sailed into her life and turned her world upside down. Until Grandma Kate had announced she’d rented a house to two Navy SEALs. And she’d understood she wasn’t over them at all, and in fact, never would be.

Thank God.

Julia inhaled deeply, the aroma of Tracy’s fabulous cream puffs, fresh coffee, and something positively savory smelling that her cousin Kelsey must have just taken from the oven, making her mouth water. Those scents spoke of comfort and home, as much as the people gathering tonight in celebration did.

Usually, she didn’t enjoy being the center of attention. Tonight was different. Tonight was a celebration—in her mind not of her, but of the enduring legacy handed down, generation after generation, ever since two gunslingers named Benedict agreed to escort a young bride named Sarah from Chicago to Waco, Texas.

Julia let the sense of history surround her, even as the aroma of food surrounded her.

The food smelled
really
good. Her tummy grumbled, as if begging for a handout.

On each side of her, her big, imposing, and impossibly attentive fiancés snickered knowingly.

Just as she had the last time she’d attended a party here, she’d arrived home later than she’d planned to from work, and had been faced with the choice—making love with her men, or dinner.

Julia smiled. That really hadn’t been much of a choice at all.

“Are you hungry, baby doll?” Dev asked.

“Only for food,” she said. Although if he kept talking to her in that bedroom-sexy voice, that certainly would change.

Outside the large picture window that formed the restaurant’s “storefront,” the lights of Lusty began to twinkle on as dusk fell. The party had just officially gotten underway, and already friends and family gathered, laughing and smiling, bringing hugs and kisses and best wishes, joyfully celebrating yet another new beginning in their town.

Kelsey rearranged the seating, as Julia learned she always did, so that the happy, newly engaged triad could have plenty of room to receive all those best wishes. A flash of movement caught her eye, and Julia looked up and out the front window. Seeing her parents, she smiled. They approached the restaurant, deep in conversation, and walking hand in hand in hand.

Once inside, the Benedicts wasted no time making their way over to her and her husbands to be.

“Well now, I probably shouldn’t say this, but I had almost given up on you, darling.” Her father Michael reached her first and gave her a big hug and a smacking kiss.

“Michael! What a thing to say to your only daughter.” Abigail’s words may have chastised, but Julia thought the effect was negated by the laughter in her eyes.

Her dad shot her mother a cheeky-looking grin. “It’s only the truth, Abby.” Then he met Julia’s gaze. “I was worried when you seemed intent to only date men with little substance, and then only one man at a time—well, except for that one time back when you were in college. But you’ve proven to us all you were just waiting for the very best.”

To say that Dev and Drew had hit it off with her parents would be an understatement. Her mother, of course, adored them at first meeting. Julia had always known that’s how it would be. If she loved them, her mother would, too.