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rewarded with a drop of pre-cum. Its salty taste proved to be a bit

tangier than his brother’s had tasted. She ran her tongue around

beneath the head of his cock and sucked at the underside. He grabbed

her hair and held on with a groan. There was nothing sexier than his

and Randall’s groans when she sucked their cocks. The control she

had over them sang through her blood.

A jolt of awareness had her crying out around Marcus’s cock as

Randall slid his tongue down her slit before pulling her pussy lips

apart. She hummed her appreciation as he began licking her as if she

were a lollipop to be savored and enjoyed. Distracted now, she had a

much more difficult time concentrating on the heaving cock in her

mouth. Marcus didn’t seem to mind as he pushed in between her lips

and pulled out over and over.

“Fuck, she’s wet and hot, Marcus.” Randall’s muffled voice came

from beneath the covers.

“Same here. I can’t get enough of her hot little mouth. She

swallows me, and I just about shoot my load. Do you think she’s

aroused enough she won’t notice the cold if we pull the covers down

the bed?” Marcus asked then sighed when he pushed his throbbing

cock back into her mouth.

“Do it,” Randall said.

* * * *

Marcus reluctantly pulled out of Darla’s mouth and shoved the

covers down her body and off of Randall to the foot of the bed. Darla
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cried out at the sudden loss of heat. Marcus returned to lie down

beside her and rub her arms and breasts to warm her up. He once

again pulled a breast into his mouth and used his hand on the other

one. Soon she was moaning and twisting again at the onslaught of

sensations bombarding her. Marcus smiled and gently nipped at her

nipple.

“Get a condom on, Marcus.” Randall’s voice came from below.

Marcus rolled over and pulled two condoms from the bedside

table throwing one on the bed next to where Randall had his face

buried in Darla’s pussy. Marcus licked his lips and leaned over to

sneak a taste from her pussy. He dipped his finger in when Randall

pulled away to see what he was doing. His brother grinned at him.

“It tastes like honey and sunshine,” Randall told him.

Marcus sucked his finger and closed his eyes in appreciation.

Randall was right. It tasted great. Their little Darla was sweet all over.

“Hurry up, Marcus. She’s on the edge, and I’m having a difficult

time keeping her there without pushing her over.”

Marcus scrambled back up the bed and, kneeling, tore the condom

package down one side to pull it out and roll it on his aching cock. He stretched out beside Darla and pulled her over on top of him. She

must have realized she was going to ride Marcus because she

immediately grasped his dick and positioned him at the mouth of her

pussy. She lowered herself as he surged upwards, impaling her in one

swift stroke. She screamed and began bucking over him. Taking him

had pushed her over. He marveled at how her sweet pussy contracted

around him almost painfully. He was already close thanks to her

clever mouth.

“Randall, hurry up. I can’t hold on much longer.”

“I need to prep her. Try to take it slower.”

Marcus grunted his answer. He wasn’t made of stone.

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Randall nearly laughed on hearing his brother grunt. He knew just

how hot and wet Darla was. He figured his brother was hanging on by

a thread. Grabbing the condom, he opened it and slipped it on his

jumping dick. Each throb of his pulse had the head bouncing. He

reached out and gently pushed Darla’s back until she was laying

against his brother. They grew still, then began rocking.

The globes of her ass pointed straight at his cock. He drew in a

deep breath and slowly let it out as he rubbed them then lightly

swatted each of them. She yelped in surprise but didn’t complain. Her tiny rosette winked at him as he opened the bottle of lube. When he

let it drop directly over the little hole, she gave a startled “Oh” but didn’t protest as he gently rubbed the lube around her hole and used

his pinkie to dip in with each round.

The bud blossomed when he traded his pinkie for his first finger

and another drop of the lube. He wiggled his finger once he had it all the way in to the knuckle. She moaned. It turned to a gasp when he

added a second finger and began pumping them in and out. She

writhed on top of Marcus, and his brother groaned.

“Randall,” his brother hissed.

“Almost,” he returned.

When he added a third finger, she began pumping back with each

stroke. She was ready, he decided. He pulled his fingers out and

covered his sheathed cock in lube before positioning the organ at her back door. When he pushed forward, she whimpered and drew back.

“Easy, baby. Relax and push back. Let him in.” Marcus soothed

her. “I promise it will hurt so good soon.”

She panted between them and pushed back against Randall’s dick.

He surged farther in and stopped to let her get use to him. He was

almost fully seated. Another few breaths and he seated himself fully

inside of her. She moaned and wiggled.

“Do something!” she cried. “Fuck me.”

At this Randall pulled out and then tunneled back in as his brother

pulled out. They rode her in tandem with one of them always inside of
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her. She gave into the feelings and let them do all the work as if trying to keep up with them was more than she could handle. When she

began to keen and tighten down on him, he knew she was about to

climax. He heard his brother shout his release even as Darla cried out and clamped down on them both with her pelvic muscles. He pushed

in two more times and joined them in the aftermath of the hardest

climax he’d ever had.

Evidently his brother agreed as he continued to pant beneath them.

He groaned and pulled out. He needed to see to his condom and her.

They gently rolled her off of Marcus to the bed. Marcus petted her

and smoothed the hair from her head, giving her little kisses all over her face.

Randall cleaned up then wet a bath cloth with hot water and

proceeded to clean her up. She moaned at the first touch of the warm

cloth between her legs.

“I can do that,” she complained halfheartedly.

“I know, but I want to,” Randall told her.

Once he was finished, he handed the cloth to his brother and

traded positions with him. While Marcus cleaned up, he curled up

around Darla, burying his face in the fragrant tresses of her hair.

“Mmm, you smell delicious. Makes me want to eat you all over

again.”

“Not yet. I need to rest. I’m worn out.”

“We didn’t really hurt you, did we?” he asked and tensed, waiting

on her reply.

“No, it was the most wonderful feeling once I got past the first

pinch.” Darla squirmed against him. “I think I’m going to be sore all over though.”

“There’s nothing for you to do but rest for as long as you want.

With the snow settling in, we’ll be in and out checking on the

animals, but we can take care of ourselves. You don’t have to get up

at all.” Randall brushed her hair behind her ear and turned her head to face up so he could kiss her.

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He was still kissing her when his brother eased into the bed

beneath the covers. They all snuggled while warming up. He heard

each of them slowly drop off to sleep with his brother lightly snoring.

He grinned. He loved ribbing him about his snoring.

He lay awake for some time thinking over the implications of their

actions. She was theirs. There was no doubt in his mind she belonged

with them. He still thought there was something that had happened

back in Mississippi that had sent her to such a remote area of the

United States. He could only hope it wouldn’t be something that

would cause them all trouble later. Right now, he wanted to make her

their wife and put a ring on her finger.

Still, he wanted to know what had caused her to leave everything

and everyone she knew behind. Had it been another man, or was she

in some type of trouble with the law? They hadn’t checked her

references because they’d instantly known she belonged to them. But

he needed to know what had caused her to run. Then there was the

possibility she could be pregnant with their child. He would welcome

a baby with open arms. The thought of Darla round with their child

pulled a smile out of him. His brother would be beyond happy.

Marcus wanted children in a big way. He did, too, but knew their

forgetting the condom had been a major mess-up. It should be a

decision between all three of them. He looked at Darla’s glowing face one more time and relaxed into the mattress, resigned to what he

planned to do. He would check into her background to be sure nothing

would come as a surprise. It would be a secret he hoped wouldn’t cost them the first light of happiness they’d had in a long time.

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Chapter Eight

A whoosh of cold air hit her back and ass, jump-starting her heart

as she shot up in bed. She looked toward where the offending breeze

had originated and found Randall slipping into his thermals.

“Sorry. I tried to get out without waking you up.” Randall winced

“Next time slide out from under them instead of throwing them

back to get out of bed,” she groused.

He looked so cute in the long johns that she had to smile. Then her

gaze traveled south and the clingy material emphasized the bulge at

his groin. She licked her lips at the sight.

“Careful there,” Randall whispered. “You’re going to wake up

more than Marcus with all that panting.”

“I’m not panting!” she fumed.

Darla frowned up at Randall. He had moved on to pulling up his

jeans and fastening them. How he managed to get the zipper over his

obviously engorged cock, she’d never understand.

“Where are you going?” she asked, snuggling closer to Marcus.

“I need to check the barn and make sure the water troughs are all

broken. I keep saying I’m going to invest in some warmers to keep

the water from freezing. Remind me come spring to see about it.”

Randall pulled on his flannel shirt and stepped into his boots. He

walked over and leaned down to give her a kiss.

“Hurry back. My back will get cold without you here to keep it

warm.” She looked up at him through her lashes.

Randall groaned then huffed out a breath as if in resignation.

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“I’ll get back as soon as I can. Wake Sleeping Beauty up over

there, and he’ll keep you warm till I get back.” He winked at her and walked out of the bedroom door.

“Who is he talking about?” Marcus mumbled into the covers.

“You, sleepyhead.” She grinned when he growled in protest.

“I’m just resting my eyes is all. Are you ready to get up?” he

asked.

“No. I want to stay here for a little while longer, but I need to

make something to eat and put wood on the fire.”

Marcus rolled over and pulled her into the crook of his arm. Her

cheek rested on his shoulder, and he ran his hand up and down her

arm.

“Randall will see to the fire before he goes outside. It will keep

for a little longer.” She watched as he grinned a slow smile that lit up his eyes.

“And what did you have in mind before we get up?” she asked.

He winked and pinched her nipple. “I can think of a few activities

that will serve two purposes.”

“And what would that be?”

“It will keep you warm and make you feel good all at one time.”

“And?” she asked again.

“I want to fuck that amazing pussy of yours again.” Marcus ran

his hand down her torso to her mound then slipped a finger through

her crease until he found her wet center.

“I’m not complaining,” she said and reached down to grab hold of

his hardened cock.

While he played with her pussy lips, Darla ran her hand up and

down the stalk of his cock spreading the pearl of pre-cum around to

make him slick. He moaned even as he teased her opening with his

fingers. When he breached her slit, it was her turn to moan. She

rocked her hips toward his questing fingers.

“I need you, Marcus. Now.”

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Without saying a word, he reached over to the bedside table and

coaxed a condom from the opened box sitting there. He quickly rolled

it on and positioned himself between her legs. He lifted them over his arms and plunged into her tight pussy. It was swollen in need but also from the night before. It took him several thrusts before he nudged her cervix. She sighed in contentment when he rested there for a few

seconds. It felt so good to have him inside her.

He set a rhythm that was slow and easy. She rocked with him as

he rode her, and a slow burn began deep in her womb. He worked it

into a heated fire then, as he increased his pace, it turned into a roaring flame. She grabbed his arms as he pistoned in over and over.

“Oh, God, I’m going to come,” she managed to get out.

“Come on my cock, Darla. I want your cum all over it.”