Her skin was slick, her breasts heavy. Between her thighs, she could feel the pressure building again. “Harder,” she gasped.
Both men quickened their pace, lifting and lowering her faster and harder, pushing Jace’s cock deeper and deeper. The telltale ripple rushed through her and then she was coming. Her pussy milked his cock and she heard Jace yell. His big body jerked against her and warmth flooded her as he found release.
Darian was breathing heavily against her neck, his cock pressed hard against her back, rubbing her spine. He yelled her name and a hot splash hit her skin. Darian wrapped his arms around her, anchoring his hands on his brother’s shoulders.
Another spasm rocked Sam. A second, smaller orgasm left her breathless and clinging to Jace. Not that she needed to hold on to anyone. Both brothers were wrapped so tight around her it was impossible to tell whose breath she felt on her shoulder.
Jace cupped her face and kissed her. It was an impossibly sweet embrace that made her feel cherished and cared for. Even loved.
“Thank you.” The low rumble of his voice sent another shiver down her spine. She shuddered, her pussy automatically clenching his cock. Jace gave a rough laugh and hugged her.
Darian moved first. He climbed off the bed and she heard him walking away. Water ran in the distance and then he was back with a wet towel, washing the evidence of his orgasm from her back.
When he was done, Darian lifted her off Jace, who was still surprisingly hard. He laid her on the bed and washed between her legs before tossing the damp towel onto the floor. “How do you feel?” Darian asked.
“Mmm,” was the most she could manage.
He smiled at her. “That good?”
“Better.”
Jace stretched out beside her and she rolled onto her side to study him. His shoulders were massive, his biceps thick even when he was at rest. These weren’t muscles built in a gym, but through hard work and training, which made them all the sexier to her.
There was something about a man who wasn’t afraid of hard work, of sweating from the exertion of honest labor that really turned her crank.
She flattened her palms against his chest. Muscles rippled beneath her fingers and his cock flexed against her belly. “You can’t be serious,” Sam said as she slid one hand down and gripped his thickening shaft.
Jace shrugged his wide shoulders. “You have that effect on me.”
Sam licked her lips, wanting to taste him. Now that the edge was gone there wasn’t such a sense of urgency. She wanted to play.
She might never have another chance.
The black cloud of the tapestry threatened to push aside her sensual pleasure, but she hung onto it, not wanting to ruin their final night together.
She pushed against Jace’s chest and he rolled onto his back at her prompting. Sam rolled onto her knees between the two men and raised an eyebrow at Darian. He grinned at her and rolled onto his back.
Had any woman ever had such incredible specimens of manhood laid out before her? The other tapestry women. The tapestry brides. The insidious whisper came from out of nowhere, but it was right. The other women who’d stayed in Javara probably experienced the same thing every night.
But their men weren’t as sexy or fine as hers. They couldn’t be.
Hers. They weren’t hers. Not unless she returned with them.
Confusion and anger warred with sexual desire. For tonight, desire won and she wrapped a hand around Jace’s cock, then the other around Darian’s, loving the way the hot flesh jumped against her palm.
“Harder,” Darian prompted.
She shook her head and slowly slid her hand from the root all the way to the flared head. “I want to take my time and touch.” She stroked all the way back down to each man’s balls. “Taste.”
She released Darian, leaned down and drew her tongue around the broad head of Jace’s cock. His entire body tensed, his abs tightening until she could have bounced a quarter on them.
Pre-come seeped from the tip and she lapped it up, enjoying the musky flavor. Jace smelled all male—soap, warm flesh, sweat and sex. Totally yummy.
Jace growled, the sound primal and arousing. She leaned down and rubbed one of her breasts over the rough hair of his thigh, making a little humming sound of pleasure at the contact. The vibration went through the head of Jace’s cock and he moaned.
Thick fingers tunneled through her hair and he nudged her head downward. She laughed and obliged, opening her mouth and taking his shaft deep, stopping only when the head pressed against the back of her throat. She swallowed and Jace yelled her name.
Sam felt more alive than she had in her life. Every second seemed longer. Every sense she possessed seemed heightened, from the perfume of sex that seemed to surround them, to the sound of Jace’s sigh of pleasure and the salty taste of him in her mouth.
Her skin tingled and her pussy pulsed in time with Jace’s cock.
A quick glance at Darian assured her he was enjoying the show. He had his large hand wrapped around his cock, pumping lazily as he watched her pleasure Jace with her mouth.
Sam turned her attention back to Jace, wanting him to understand how special he was to her. She swallowed again, sucking the head hard to bring him maximum pleasure.
She slid his cock almost all the way out of her mouth, circling the tip with her tongue before taking him deep. With her hand wrapped around the base, she controlled each stroke. She squeezed and sucked and licked, enjoying watching him squirm with pleasure.
Jace’s hips arched upward on each down stroke. “More. Take all of me.” His tortured whisper almost broke her heart. He meant more than simply her taking more of his cock into her mouth. He wanted her to accept him and his home. He didn’t have to say it. She felt it in her bones and knew it in her heart.
Sam blinked back tears, feeling suddenly emotional and vulnerable. But she didn’t stop. She used her free hand to cup Jace’s balls, rolling them carefully between her fingers.
His big hands fisted in the sheets and she heard a rip as one of them gave way beneath his assault.
“I’m coming.” She knew he was warning her, giving her time to pull away so he could come on his stomach instead of in her mouth.
Sam took him deeper, sucking and swallowing around his shaft and cock head. She wanted to give him everything, wanted to give him what she’d never given another man. She’d never swallowed before, hadn’t wanted to and had always broken off before it had happened with her previous lovers. But not with Jace.
“Sam. Sam. Sam.” He chanted her name over and over as she drove him closer to coming.
His balls tightened and his cock rippled beneath her hand. Then he was coming in her mouth. She swallowed and kept swallowing until he was done. His heavy hand rested against her head and he sighed a deep sigh of contentment.
Sam sucked him clean and sat up, wiping the edges of her mouth. Jace opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again and shook his head. She didn’t know what she’d been expecting. Certainly not a declaration of love, but something other than silence.
She started to turn away, but he grabbed her and pulled her down until she was sprawled on top of him. He held her face as he kissed her, pouring everything he couldn’t or wouldn’t say into it. She wasn’t sure what it meant, but she knew her own heart was more than a little involved.
How could she have fallen in love with a man who was going to leave her?
Sam slowly sat up and moved off Jace, whose pale-blue eyes followed her as she reached for Darian.
Two brothers. One intense and committed to his land and people. Loyal. The other just as loyal and committed but more lighthearted, less burdened. Similar, yet different in so many ways. Darian would always be the easier of the two to live with, the one to bend more to compromise. Not Jace. He would always be difficult and unbending. But his loyalty was unshakeable and so was his tenacity.