Twin Pleasures (3 page)

Chapter 2

“Come here,” Chase said, pulling her into his lap. He looked deep into her eyes before claiming her mouth in a kiss of pure male dominance. He had her naked before they left the property. He positioned her to lie flat on the seat and settled between her thighs. He quickly released himself and with a guided hand thrust to the hilt, making her cry out. She wrapped her legs around him and met his every thrust with an almost frenzied zeal. The leather seats made the ride very slippery, and he had to brace his hand on the door to keep from hitting her head as he forcefully pounded into her slick folds. Her breathless cries filled the cabin along with the slap of flesh as he drove into her repeatedly. The sweet sucking sound of her wetness drove him to new heights. He felt her every climax as her pussy grasped his cock and her cream flooded her passage even more.

“When we get you home, I am going to eat all the sweet cream you can produce. I feel it coating my cock, little one. That’s a girl. Come again. God, Donavan, her pussy is so tight, and it keeps grasping my cock like it doesn’t want me to leave.” Chase groaned in ecstasy.

“I know, it’s fucking wonderful,” Donavan replied.

Her little cries were music to his ears. She screamed as another massive orgasm convulsed around his cock, causing her to buck uncontrollably. He sped up his thrusting and joined her in the climax. She slowly lowered her legs, making one rest on the floor bed and the other to be wedged between him and the backseat. With every labored breath, he felt her breasts brush against his shirt, pushing the nipples deep into his chest.

His cock slid out with a slight sucking sound, as if her pussy didn’t want it to leave. He knelt between her legs with his cock still hard, glistening with their combined passion, and looked down at the voluptuous beauty spread before him. He stroked her little rounded belly and fondled her plump breasts as she watched, biting her lips. He sat back down and pulled her up to straddle his lap, continuing to play with her.

The tinted windows were the only thing keeping the passing cars from seeing inside. He released her braid and draped her flowing auburn hair over her shoulders, creating a curtain of fire, which tickled his knees. Her head tilted to allow him better access to her neck as he used his thumb to trace the delicate line of her throat down a winding path to cup a breast, molding and fondling the mound overflowing his hand. He hadn’t bothered to replace his cock, and it nestled against her slick folds.

He continued, slowly stroking his hands on every part of her body he could reach. The glistening sheen of perspiration made her skin glow in the filtered sunlight.

He lifted her and turned her to face the front still straddling his legs. He shifted forward and leaned back to give her room. “Lift up and come onto your knees. That’s a girl. Now tuck your knees and come down. Ahh. That’s my baby.” He kept her flush, fully embedded on his cock. “Now look at the rearview mirror. Can you see Donavan watching you? Let’s give him a good show. Ride me, baby, and let these beautiful breasts bounce and jiggle for him,” he whispered in her ear, all the while plumping her breasts and pulling on the nipples.

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She focused on the eyes in the mirror affixed to her. The searing intensity of the gaze shooting back at her had her already overstimulated pussy ripple and clench. She heard Chase groan and felt a power unlike anything she’d ever felt before. She started moving up and down, lifting her hands up to her head at Chase’s urging, making her breasts thrust forward. She didn’t look away from the eyes watching her. Her whole body felt on fire, felt alive and combustible all rolled up into one. Chase touched her, using his fingers, sensually caressing every curve and crevasse. Trying to reach for that electrifying feeling of completeness she rode his cock slowly, totally in control at first, letting the power fill her, but couldn’t maintain that pace or that sense of control for long when coils of pleasure again forced her to increase her movements,. Little whimpers and cries escaped her lips as her downward thrusting became more turbulent, and the only thing holding her back was the steady pressure of the hands at her waist. Her cries filled the cabin as with a sudden push she went over the precipice into a deep spiral of ecstasy that flooded her system. She collapsed back against his chest, lowering her hands, her pussy milking his cock in little shock waves as his seed overflowed her channel to drip out onto the leather seat.

Every inch of her skin tingled in glittering waves of shock from the sensory overload. She felt both exhausted and exhilarated, which she thought odd. Her sexual encounters could be counted on one hand, hell, two fingers. From under her lashes, she watched Donavan’s eyes follow the path of his brother’s hands as they moved over her skin. The intense gaze kept making her pussy pulse and flood with renewed moisture.

The steady movement of the truck lulled her into a semiconscious state. She felt safe, loved in his arms, and powerful in the way the searing eyes of the other kept her arousal at a simmering level. The cock, deep in her pussy, twitched occasionally, letting her know that he still had more to offer. Her pussy throbbed, caressed and drenched the iron shaft in its loving depths, giving silent demands to be satisfied.

She moaned deep in her throat as he pumped his hips suddenly with no warning. His relentless drive had her clutching his thighs to steady herself, when the movement sent her forward from a powerful thrust. She felt him move his hands up her arms to grasp her hands. He set them on the back of the front seats. He spread his legs further apart, thereby spreading hers. She sank deeper, feeling for the first time the gentle bump on her cervix. The painful pleasure caused her to tremble as the little ripples of ecstasy radiated from that point to consume her. Her hair fell forward with her, curtaining her, concealing her mounting excitement. The shield couldn’t keep her whimpers inside. Her trembling increased when she felt his fingers stroking her bottom, spreading her cheeks and touching her little rosette. She let out a tiny sigh of relief when his hand left that dark pursuit and traveled up her back before reaching around to cup both breasts. She felt tiny explosions as each thrust bumped and retreated to be repeated over and over. Her whole focus was on the instrument between her legs, the ridges, the steeliness, the pleasure. Every ounce of ecstasy pouring into her body came from this masterful tool. The final thrust sent an electrifying shock wave up her spine, seizing her already overloaded body.

When the last shudder left her body, she felt him pull her back against his chest. His hands didn’t stop caressing her, molding her breasts, stroking her belly, raking fingers through her pubic curls in a never-ending cycle of pleasure. Her last thought before closing her eyes was she had never felt so possessed.

Liana moaned softly as she slowly came awake and found herself still wrapped around Chase’s cock, which was tucked deep inside her pussy. She raised her slumberous eyes to be captured again by the intense deep chocolate brown eyes of Donavan. In that gaze she understood that whatever this was, it was serious. That was an “I own you and you are totally under my control” gaze causing a deep trembling of not only fear, but also desire.

“It’s your turn to drive, Chase.” Donavan’s voice caused her to shiver in trepidation, never taking her gaze from his.

She felt Chase lift her and set her gently down on the seat next him before he slipped his jeans back on, not bothering with zipping them up.

She just sat there saying nothing as Donavan pulled over to the side of the road. She watched in a daze as they calmly changed places. She held her knees tightly to her chest as her pussy continued to seep her essence in anticipation. Her skin felt so sensitive, tingly all over. Her nipples had never been this hard as they pushed into her legs. Her whole body wasn’t hers anymore. She had no control.

She was caught off guard when Chase leaned over before getting out, capturing her lips in a kiss. Again, she found herself kneeling in the middle of the bench seat, having no recollection of getting there, with Chase’s palm fondling her ass possessively. He left her mouth to nibble down her neck to capture a nipple deep in his mouth. She threaded her fingers through his hair to hold him as her head fell back in ecstasy. She moaned in frustration when she was released suddenly, leaving her panting in need.

Donavan didn’t bother undressing, he just released his angry, blood-engorged cock and lifted her to straddle him, plunging her down until she felt the silky hairs at the root. He tunneled his hands through her hair and pulled her toward his mouth to plunder her moist, bruised lips in a hungry kiss. Her muffled cries seemed to trigger his aggression. He used one hand, keeping the other holding her to his lips, to take a nipple between two fingers and twisted it, making her inner folds suddenly clamp down on his cock. She felt her heart stutter as another orgasm blossomed from her center, splintering effervescently everywhere.

Her head rested on his shoulder as her pussy repeatedly rippled around his cock. She loved the feel of her breasts pillowed on his chest. Her nipples were pinpoints of pleasure as they lay against his rough shirt. She slowly touched his chest and arms, feeling the bulging muscles that heralded strength and power. She felt every inch of his body through his clothes as she snuggled against him. Her mind reeled at the intensity of her emotions. She never felt this sense of connection with anyone, let alone two men.

He helped her off his lap and slowly dressed her. She still trembled from all the sensations coursing throughout her body. Her pussy ached from all the overuse that it hadn’t had in years. She kept her attention on him as he helped her to dress. His expression made her quiver inside at the blatant look of lust.

“We need to talk,” Donavan stated. His hands adjusted her shirt to cover her stomach, but not before stroking a hand over the surface and tracing the area around her belly button, causing her stomach muscles to contract. He sat back, out of reaching distance, tucking his cock back into his pants.

“Am I really going to your ranch? I have a job that I have to get back to,” she said to both of them. She instinctively knew that her job was a thing of the past. These two men for some reason had her life in the palm of their hands.

“Baby, you are going to our ranch. We want you there very much. We have plenty of work that needs to be done, so you won’t be bored,” Donavan answered with steel in his voice, making it obvious that there wasn’t an alternative.

“How can this be happening so fast? I don’t even know you guys. I told Chase this isn’t me. I don’t even date let alone have sex with strangers. Oh, my God! I am not on any birth control, and I just had unprotected sex with two men several times.” She cried out in despair, covering her face with her hands as this surreal moment went over and beyond reality.

* * * *

Donavan gathered her back into his arms to rock her soothingly. He saw Chase watching them with concern. He shook his head and continued to murmur calming words into her ear. He reflected the depths that this woman had reached into his heart and mind so suddenly. They never had unprotected sex. Never. That they hadn’t even thought of it said something. Her body felt at home in his arms, and he didn’t want to release her ever. His heart had found its mate, and he knew from the connection with his brother that Chase felt the same way.

“Liana, that right there is saying something about what you mean to us. We never, in all our relationships with the women we have shared, ever went without protection. To not only have sex with you so fast after meeting you, but also to not even think about protection says that we both have fallen for you, however unbelievable that sounds,” Donavan whispered to her. He could see Chase nod in agreement.

Chase added, “We are not free with our emotions, Liana, but for some reason you have brought them to the forefront. Let us get to know each other, honey. We will see how this works out. Okay?”

She sniffed and looked up into Donavan’s eyes. “Okay, but no more unprotected sex. I don’t want a baby to be the reason I stay.”

Donavan smiled and cuddled her closer to him. The thought of his child growing even now made him very happy. They would get around the use of birth control. He understood her reservations, but he didn’t share them. Again, the silent communication between Chase and himself said it all in the devilish curl of their lips. She would never escape.

She was splendid. Her submissive response to them had every protective bone in him turn on full force.

She fell asleep enfolded in his embrace, right where she belonged. He let his hand wander over her clothed body, knowing what lay underneath. If he could get away with it, he would have her go naked all the time. Just the thought of all her generous curves on display for them to see all the time had him smiling in anticipation.