“My brother and I are special. You’ve read about our ancestors so you know for each twin set there is only one woman. Once we claim you, we will all three be together forever.”
Jenna wanted to protest. They barely knew her. How could they make that kind of promise?
He sensed her doubt. “We’re not like other men, Jenna. When we mate, we do so for life. There will never be another woman for us. We will be a family.”
Jenna gnawed her lip. It sounded so perfect. She wanted to believe him because she was drawn to the brothers. And by more than lust. But it was impossible to fall in love with ghosts.
He won’t be a ghost for long if I let him bite me.
“Fuck it. This is probably the craziest thing I’m ever going to do, but claim me, bite me. Do whatever you need to do.”
Jenna closed her eyes and waited to feel his teeth chomping. Instead, she found herself enveloped in a hug. Mark chuckled softly against her ear.
“Oh, sweetheart, thank you, but if you don’t mind, let’s have a little fun first. It will make our mating all the more pleasurable.”
He claimed her lips in a sweet embrace that made her swoon. Gently, he laid her down, his heavy body partially covering hers. His rigid cock pulsed against her thigh as he softly kissed her whole body.
He took his time with her, arousing her slowly, easing her worries. When his fingers finally slipped between her legs, she was wet and throbbing.
Still he teased her, tweaking her clit with his fingers then sliding them into her channel making her clench.
“Please, Mark,” she begged.
Only then did he finally settle himself between her legs, the thick head of his cock probing at her cunt. Jenna impatiently grasped his buttocks and thrust up. His shaft penetrated her, filling her up. She squeezed her pelvic muscles around his prick and he groaned.
The man had incredible control. He drove into her slow and steady, drawing out her pleasure till, like a taut wire pulled too tight, she snapped. Her orgasm hit her hard and she screamed with pleasure. Mark pumped her a few more strokes then went still inside her, even as his mouth found the hollow of her neck. He bit down sharply, the sudden pain nothing compared to the odd sensation as he sucked at her blood. Surprisingly, she had another orgasm. She clutched at him only to feel his body turn insubstantial. When she opened her eyes, he was gone.
Thoroughly startled, she woke up and found herself alone on the bed. Maybe it was all a dream. A movement caught her attention, and she looked over to see the brothers hugging and slapping each other on the back. Okay, maybe not a dream. Looks like they aren’t ghosts anymore.
One problem remained, however. She was alone with two very big, all-male brothers. It didn’t help that when they turned to face her, they looked hungry, which fed her desire. A flush spread through her body, moistening her sex. Feeling vulnerable and self-conscious, Jenna crawled off the bed.
Now what? “Well, um, I guess I’ll have to pack my stuff up so you guys can have your place back.” Jenna bit her lip to hold back tears. She’d grown quite fond of the house, but couldn’t in good conscience keep it. She wouldn’t hold them to their dream promises. Anybody in his right mind would have said anything to get out of that prison.
“You’re not going anywhere,” said Derrick stalking toward her with purpose.
“But this is your house.” Warmth coiled in her stomach as Derrick stopped just in front of her. He grabbed her waist and drew her near. Stranger or not, she couldn’t resist.
“This is our house,” Mark said from behind her, his body brushing up against her back.
Before she could open her mouth to say another word, they sandwiched her with their bodies and Derrick kissed her. If she’d thought her dream erotic, it was nothing compared to reality. Jenna sagged in their embrace, the myriad sensations too much for her to handle.
She didn’t know whose arms scooped her, but next thing she knew, she was flat on her back in the huge four-poster bed. Derrick knelt between her legs and, with passionate green eyes, he pulled at her pajama bottoms, while Mark, at her side, tugged at her top.
“Wait. Shouldn’t we talk about this?” Jenna protested out of a sense of propriety. Surely this is wrong.
“No,” said Mark. “You’re ours, Jenna. We knew it from the moment we saw you.”
“We’re going to take you,” promised Derrick.
“Both of you?” she squeaked. Having it said out loud made her heart beat faster.
Wolfish grins answered her and even amidst her trepidation, her body trembled with desire.
Their hot mouths traveled all over her body with searing kisses that made her writhe. A heavy body straddled her upper torso and pinned her hands above her head. Helpless, she opened her eyes and stared up at Derrick.
“Suck me,” he said in a thick voice. He inched his hips forward and Jenna opened her mouth to inhale him. No sooner had she started sucking than a wet mouth latched onto her pussy and she almost bit Derrick’s cock as she bucked with pleasure.
Mark held her lower body down and tortured her cunt, licking and sucking her clit, while Derrick pumped her mouth, nearly gagging her.
Pleasure coiled and drove her to the brink of orgasm. To distract herself, she sucked Derrick harder, bobbing her head as well as she could in her position. But when Mark slid his fingers inside her and found her g-spot, she lost it. Convulsing, she screamed around the cock in her mouth.
The stroking didn’t stop though. The fingers in her pussy continued to rub her sweet spot and before the quivering had stopped, he brought her back to the edge. She wanted to cry out that she couldn’t take it anymore, but with her full mouth could only manage moans.
When she finally found her mouth empty along with her sex, she almost cried. The pressure in her body begged for release. Hands repositioned her until she was astride Mark, his swollen cock pressing against her pussy lips. Derrick clasped her waist and guided her down on Mark’s shaft until his thick hard length impaled her.
Jenna almost swooned. Thankfully, two sets of hands were there to hold her up and move her. Mark’s hands grabbed at her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. Derrick’s hands moved to her hips and he rocked her back and forth atop his brother’s rod.
Jenna keened at the pleasure. Her clit frictioned against Mark’s pubes and his cock thrummed inside her, stretching and probing her with mind-numbing pleasure.
When she found her rhythm, Derrick slid one of his hands from her waist down the crack of her ass. She didn’t tense till he probed at her anus. She opened her mouth to protest, but Mark suddenly tweaked her nipples hard and she cried out instead. Derrick used this moment of distraction to penetrate her virgin hole with his finger.
The unexpected tight feeling pushed her over the edge. Her orgasm rolled over her in a powerful wave, her pelvic muscles contracting and squeezing blissfully as both cock and fingers pumped her, drawing out her pleasure.
The hands holding Jenna up moved and she slumped forward onto Mark’s chest, limper than a cooked noodle. But Mark wasn’t done, he thrust up into her, and with a cry of “Mine!” he came, shooting hotly inside her. Then he latched on to her neck and bit down. Sharp pain as he sucked at the wound made her pull away in surprise. But the pain disappeared quickly and was replaced with a strange vibrating energy. She gasped.
She didn’t have a chance to ask about this odd sensation for she found herself on her back again with her legs propped on Derrick’s shoulders. With a hard thrust, he sheathed himself inside her still quivering channel.
Jenna cried out. Surely, her body couldn’t take anymore. But as Derrick plowed her, his thick shaft plunging deep, she got caught in another trembling orgasm.