One for Three [Elite Dragons 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (6 page)

She could see him looking at her intently from the corner of her eye, but didn’t meet his gaze.

“Brooke, look at me,” Coulter demanded quietly.

She turned and met his gaze with a cool stare.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. I like you, baby, a lot, and I just want you to stay healthy and safe.”

“Okay. I’m sorry I got angry back,” Brooke said with a sigh. She relaxed back when Coulter pulled her into his body. She had never felt so safe and secure as she did when she was in the arms of one of the Thornell brothers. She leaned her head on Coulter’s shoulder and closed her eyes. He ran his hand up and down her arm, and she cursed the fact she had a bulky padded jacket on. She could just imagine what it would feel like to have his palm and fingers touching her skin. Her clit ached, and her pussy clenched, weeping cream out onto her panties. She nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck and inhaled his clean, musky, masculine scent.

She tilted her head when Coulter’s finger nudged under her chin. His eyes were no longer cold. She shivered at the heat they directed at her. They blazed with such desire she couldn’t seem to look away. Not that she really wanted to.

He lowered his head slowly, as if he were giving her time to stop him or draw away if she wanted to. His lips brushed over hers once, twice, three times, and then she heard him groan. He shifted, turning her head, and deepened the kiss. He opened his mouth, taking her lips with his, and slipped his tongue inside. Brooke whimpered when his tongue connected with hers. He tasted so good. She didn’t want the kiss to end. She reached up and placed her hand at the back of his neck. Her fingers fluttered over his warm skin, and she moved her tongue in response. He slanted his lips over hers again and again, until she was drowning in sensation. He devoured her, made love to her orally, and she was lost.

Brooke gasped into Coulter’s mouth when his hand touched the skin of her belly. She hadn’t even felt him burrowing beneath her clothes. He caressed his way up her stomach and torso and hesitated just below her breast. His thumb smoothed the underside of the lace-covered mound, and both breasts swelled, her nipples hardening and pushing against the material of her bra and long-sleeved T-shirt. He moved his hand and cupped her breast. She couldn’t prevent her moan of desire when he began to knead her flesh, and then he pinched her turgid nipple between thumb and finger, giving a slight twist. The pleasure-pain of the action sent her off like a rocket. She cried out, her pussy clenching and releasing, her juices dripping onto her panties, her stomach quivering as she climaxed.

She pulled her mouth from his and gasped for air. She couldn’t believe she had just come from a touch to her breast.

“You are so fucking sexy. I want to make love to you, Brooke. Will you let Trace, Corbin, and I make love with you, baby?” Coulter asked, his voice a deep rumble.

Brooke shivered as she stared into his passion-filled eyes. She wanted nothing more than to have them touch her, but she wanted to be certain she understood his words.

“What? Do you mean all together?”

“Yes, baby. We have always been attracted to the same women. We decided years ago we wanted to share a woman between us. We want to do that with you, Brooke. Will you let us?”

“I−I−I don’t know. How is that even possible?” Brooke asked, slightly embarrassed at her own naiveté.

“Brooke, have you ever had sex?” Coulter asked.

She wanted to lie and say yes, but knew he would realize the truth and see it in her eyes. She’d been told by her boss she couldn’t lie worth a damn because she showed every emotion on her face. She lowered her eyelids when her cheeks heated and shook her head slightly.

“Ah, baby, don’t be embarrassed. You have no idea how happy that makes me, and I know that is a hypocritical statement, but I don’t care. I love the fact you haven’t had a man. So will you, Brooke?” Coulter asked, cupping her face with his hand.

She stared into those heated eyes and fell into those blue pools. She wanted him and his brothers more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She just hoped she wasn’t setting herself up for heartbreak. But she wanted, no, needed to experience what it would be like to have the three Thornell brothers make love with her. She knew it was probably just about sex to them, but she didn’t want to pass up an opportunity to experience their touch. She’d come to care for them over the previous week, and the feelings deepened every single day. She wasn’t sure if she loved them, although she knew as time went by her feelings would definitely intensify, but she wanted to have memories to take with her when she left.

Coulter was watching her attentively and waiting for her answer. She sighed and answered, knowing her life would be changed forever more.

“Yes, I want that very much,” Brooke replied breathlessly.

“You won’t regret it, baby,” Coulter replied and rose to his feet, taking her with him.

Brooke clung to Coulter, her arms around his neck, and leaned her head on his shoulder. He carried her from the stables and out into the winter sunshine. She didn’t protest at being carried. She savored the experience of still being in his arms. He walked up the steps to the house and into the kitchen. She was surprised he didn’t carry her straight to the bedroom.

Martha looked up and smiled at them both and reached for the coffeepot. She placed mugs on the table and went back to the kitchen counter without saying a word. Brooke wondered what the woman thought of her son carrying her around, but it didn’t seem to faze the older woman at all.

Coulter placed her on a chair and took the one beside her. He reached for his mug of coffee and took a sip.

“Baby, do you know what’s involved in having three men make love with you at the same time?”

“Coulter!” Brooke whispered with embarrassed exasperation. “Your mother is in the same room, for God’s sake.”

“Brooke, our mom knows we want you. She knew from the first day.”

“That doesn’t matter. I don’t like talking about this with an audience. Can’t we go someplace else?”

“Okay. Sorry, baby, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Let me go find Trace and Corbin and we can meet in the office. Come on and I’ll show you where it is,” Coulter replied, holding his hand out to her.

Brooke took his hand and her coffee and followed him. He took her into the study and helped her sit on the large sofa along one wall. For a brief moment, he contemplated calling for his brothers psychically. But this wasn’t an emergency, no matter how thrilled he was. Instead, he pulled his cell phone out and sent a text.

“Trace and Corbin will be here in a few minutes. I’d like to wait for them to be in on this discussion, so while we’re waiting why don’t you tell me a little about your boss, Neville?” Coulter suggested.

Brooke choked on her coffee and sputtered at the sudden shift in the conversation. She took a deep breath and swallowed, trying to rid herself of the lingering effects of her arousal.

“How do you know my boss’s name?”

“Janie told us who you were. There wasn’t a missing person’s report lodged for you, baby. We wanted to know why the hell your boss didn’t call the police, so we did a search on you.”

“Hmm, okay. Neville is a real estate agent. His wife died two years ago, and even he has admitted ever since her death, he has trouble with his memory. I think he is a sad, lonely man, and if he hadn’t employed me to organize him he would have lost his business. He can’t remember what he did five minutes ago, let alone a month,” Brooke explained.

“You like him, don’t ya, baby?”

“Yes, I do. It’s just that he has come to be sort of a father figure to me. I worked with a large real estate agency before I went to work for Neville, but it was just so cold and regimented. I felt like I was just another number, not a person with feelings. So I left and went to work for Neville.”

Brooke was interrupted by Trace and Corbin entering the office. She startled when Corbin sat beside her and then pulled her onto his lap.

“So what’s up?” asked Trace.

“Brooke has agreed to make love with all of us and I thought you guys should be here to discuss what will happen. Our baby hasn’t been with a man and needs to know up front what we will do with her,” said Coulter.

“Oh, darlin’, you have given us such an honor. We will take it slow with you, Brooke. We will make sure you enjoy the experience,” Trace said in a deep, rumbly voice.

“Baby, have you ever heard of a ménage before?” asked Coulter.

“Yes. I may be a virgin, but I’m not that naïve.”

“But you don’t know how it works, right?”

“No.”

“Honey, we will make you feel so good. One of us will take your pussy, the other will be in your ass, and the other will fuck your mouth,” Corbin rasped.

“But wouldn’t that hurt?”

“What, darlin’?” Trace asked.

“To have one of you…in my bottom?” Brooke inquired. “Isn’t that, I don’t know, a bit wrong?”

“Baby, if everyone is consenting, then there is no right or wrong, and we would make sure you only felt pleasure. We don’t want you to feel any pain at all. We would take things nice and slow and make sure you’re ready before we moved ahead,” Coulter explained.

“Oh yeah,” Trace agreed. “Don’t you worry about a thing, darlin’. We will definitely make sure you’re ready for us. We will lick and suck every inch of your delectable little body before we penetrate you.”

Brooke shifted on Corbin’s lap. The brothers talking about her and what they wanted to do to her only seemed to make her hotter. She could feel the ridge of Corbin’s hard cock digging into her hip. Her breathing escalated and her breasts swelled, causing her nipples to harden. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to relieve the throbbing in her pussy.

“You want us, too, don’t ya, honey? I can smell that sweet little pussy creaming from here,” Corbin stated, his voice deep with arousal.

“Fuck, we don’t have time to love you now, baby. The police will be here to take your statement soon. But why don’t you let us relieve you?” Coulter queried.

“How?”

“Strip for us, honey, and we’ll make you feel good,” Corbin demanded, his voice low.

Brooke nibbled on her lower lip and thought about what she wanted to do. She was so damn horny that her panties were soaking wet. She wanted these three men as she had never wanted any man before. She wanted to know what all the fuss was about and could not walk away without collecting memories to keep her warm at night when she moved back to her own boring life.

She pushed up off Corbin, rose to her feet, and unzipped the bulky coat. She looked up when she saw the three Thornell brothers move in close to her. They brushed her hands aside and began to remove her clothes.

Brooke panted with desire as Coulter, Trace, and Corbin removed her clothes. Once she was naked, they stepped back and perused her body from head to foot and back again. She licked her dry lips and met each of their heated stares.

“You are so hot, baby. Come here,” Coulter stated quietly.

Brooke took a hesitant step, then another, until she was standing directly in front of Coulter. She crooked her neck and met his gaze. He reached for her by wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her up against him. She gasped and closed her eyes as her nipples came into contact with his clothed chest. She wavered on her feet and swayed into him. Her body molded to his from chest to thigh. Her heart rate and breathing escalated even more, and she sighed as his hands followed her shape from the sides of her breasts down to her hips and thighs.

She felt the heat from Corbin’s and Trace’s bodies as they moved in close to her. One of them caressed her buttocks, and the other stepped up close to her side. Coulter moved her back slightly and looked down at her. She closed her eyes and whimpered when his large hands cupped her breasts and pinched at her nipples. She sighed when Coulter leaned down and took her mouth.

Brooke groaned as Coulter slipped his tongue in between her lips and teeth. She loved the way he kissed her, the way his tongue slid along hers and how he tasted every inch of her mouth. She clung to his shoulders as her knees buckled, and then she was lifted. She panted for breath when Coulter removed his mouth from hers and cradled her against his chest in his arms. He carried her to the sofa and gently sat her on it. He knelt on the floor between her knees and used his hands to spread her thighs. She watched the three tall, sexy men through passion-heavy lids and tried to close her legs when Coulter bent his head toward her pussy.

“What are you doing?” she whispered breathlessly.

“I’m going to make you feel good, baby. Just sit back and relax. I want to pleasure you,” Coulter replied in a deep, rumbling voice.

Brooke could see the heat in his eyes as he stared at her cunt. He reached out and separated her plump labia with his thumbs, and then his mouth was there. She couldn’t seem to stop her body’s response to him and bucked her hips up. She cried out with the first swipe of his tongue. He licked from the top of her slit, down to her weeping pussy. He rimmed her hole with his tongue and then thrust it into her cunt. She sobbed and reached for his head with her hands, only to have them stopped mid action and pulled back to her sides by Corbin.

When she met Corbin’s and Trace’s gazes, she nearly came again from the looks of passion in their eyes. She mewled in the back of her throat as Trace took one of her nipples into his mouth and grazed it with his teeth. Her sound of desire was muffled when Corbin took her mouth with his. He slanted his mouth over hers again and again. His tongue explored every inch of her, tickling the roof of her mouth, along the insides of her cheeks, over her teeth, and back to her tongue.