This time they needed to both come inside her at the same time.
“I need a minute.” Hell, they all did.
But then Chloe did something unexpected. She opened the mental doorway holding herself apart from him, and Xavier stepped inside. Fully.
Chloe didn’t know how she knew what to do, but she felt so much a part of these men. She’d heard them for more than half her life. Had taken their knowledge and used it to better herself. They’d saved her countless times. Helped others less fortunate, and they’d been nothing but giving during her brief stay here. Her voices.
Her men. Her lovers.
She wanted to experience it all, for as long as she could. And she wanted it now. They’d recharged her batteries, and she was ready and roaring to go. But they needed a small boost.
“Xavier. I want you inside me. Give me that cum, right in my pussy, where it belongs. And then Josh can fill me up again, both of you taking me.”
“Loving you,” echoed in her mind, both of them talking in stereo.
“Yes.” She let them disengage and clean her up. Rough hands stroking with a gentle touch. They tenderly caressed her, cupping her breasts, her pussy, massaging her ass. Josh laid her belly-down on the bed and played with her, opening her all over again with a slick finger. He pushed it in and out, and all the while, Xavier told her how pretty she was, how smart and clever. How incredibly lucky they were to have her. One seduced with touch, the other with words, and she was lost to them both.
Xavier lay down on the bed next to her while Josh repositioned her. Like a rag doll, she let them place her just so. Xavier’s hard-on had returned, and he had no problem letting her straddle his waist and impale herself over him again.
“So good. You’re perfect.” He held her breasts, gazing at them with rapt attention. He pinched her nipples and pulled them. Distracting her from what Josh was doing with the thick tip of his cock.
“A little push, and I’ll be inside you again, sweet. Lean closer to Xavier.” She was going to have them both. The intimacy astounded her. All of them would be touching…everywhere. The startled thought the brothers might be intimately pressed together as well took her from the moment.
“It’s okay. It’s not weird to us. Hell, half the time we’re the same person anyway,” Xavier teased. “But we’re too focused on you to notice the rest of it. All for you, Chloe.”
“All for you,” Josh sounded through Xavier’s link.
She waited, forcing herself to relax as much as she was able, while Josh wedged his thick cock inside her and slid inside. Still a tight fit, but when he was in, he thrust fast and seated himself fully. He braced himself on his arms and began pumping, his rhythm in time with the subtle shifts of Xavier’s hips.
Dear Lord. They were incredible. “I feel you both. So good. Oh God. Yes, more.” She moaned and pleaded with them to be rougher, but they refused to hurry.
The playful, careful loving drove her out of her mind. And by the tense look on Xavier’s face, he felt the same.
“Damn, Josh. I’m close to coming. This is incredible.”
“I feel you everywhere,” Josh said to her, his voice full of wonder. “It’s like I’m fucking your ass and your cunt at the same time.” She could only imagine, and then she no longer cared as Xavier bumped her clit once more. Chloe cried out her orgasm as the pair of them quickened their pace.
She knew the instant they succumbed to the pleasure, could feel the power blasting through them into her, until she returned it. Lights flickered beneath her closed lids as her lovers came inside her, filling her until she was overflowing with bliss.
It took them some time to come down, and when they did, she could barely move. Xavier or Josh tended to her while the other grabbed a towel to clean up the mess. When they’d finally made themselves at home under the covers, Chloe lay between them, Josh and Xavier on their sides propped up on their elbows, watching her.
She could only be thankful neither man could read emotions. She wanted to cry at the beauty of their joining. Sexy, hot, and so loving, they’d given her a treasure she’d never forget. Her twin lovers could only have come straight out of her deepest fantasy. And for just a second, she imagined they loved her as much as she could see herself loving them.
Josh blinked several times, and a wash of psychic energy spilled into the air.
His grin widened until it threatened to split his face. “Well, now.” The room remained quiet. Then Xavier chuckled. “I told you so.”
“I don’t suppose you plan to share?” She sounded as tired as she felt. “Never mind. I’ll bug you about it after my nap.” Before she could help herself, she fell asleep with a smile on her face, tucked between the men she’d fallen hard for, despite herself.
Josh didn’t know what to think. The future with Chloe seemed impossibly bright…if he and Xavier didn’t screw up this time at the cabin. They could have Chloe and a pair of dark-haired, light-eyed twins running rampant at home. Or they could die badly up here, away from family, in the snow, at the hands of vermin like the Werlins. And if that didn’t kill them, any fuckups at home would see one of them dead while a bastard plunged a knife into Chloe in her bedroom, again and again.
“She’s what I want,” Xavier said without a doubt. “She’s right for us. Us, Josh. Not you, not me. Us.”
He heard what Xavier didn’t need to say. Karen would have come between them, even if she’d stuck around long enough to hear his marriage proposal. Chloe understood them. She had abilities tied to theirs, for Christ’s sake. How much more perfect could she be?
“Yeah, yeah. Us. I hear you.” The smug satisfaction coming from his brother annoyed Josh. “But I found her first.”
“Bullshit. I found her first. It was my voice she heard.”
“But my vision saved her before you warned her.”
Xavier tried but couldn’t come up with anything to best him. Juvenile though Josh knew the discussion to be, he didn’t care. He needed an edge over Xavier, because he had a feeling Xavier and Chloe had already bonded in some way. His brother could talk to her whenever he wanted. A damn bridge, he called himself.
But Josh had to wait to be linked up, and it grated.
The long sigh from his brother drew his attention. “I can read you like a book.
A bad book with a terrible ending. Get off it, bro. She’s not yours or mine. Chloe’s ours, and she’s strong-willed enough to take off and not come back if we screw this up. Man, you’ve been dreaming about her since we were kids. Can you finally accept her? Not for you, but for us?”
“It’s always been an us, hasn’t it?”
Xavier nodded.
“We’re not like other people, Xavier. Not like the twins either.” Their brothers, Justin and Kyle, weren’t so closely tied.
“No. I like to think of us as special. Not short-bus special, but superstar special.” Xavier grinned at him. “And nothing is going to make us happy except the one woman we both love. Don’t bother denying it. She’s been with us for half our lives. Don’t take that away from us. She’s ours. We’re going to have to work together to convince her of that.”
“I never thought we’d have this.” Or at least a shot at it. The chance that it could all blow up in their faces didn’t leave his mind. The Werlins and her crazy stalker were the least of their worries, really. Because Josh had a habit of fucking up at the worst possible times.
“We don’t have it yet. Keep a lid on all your insecurities, numbnuts. Let’s get Chloe to safety; then we’ll deal with our new family. And whatever you do, don’t tell her what to think or how to act. Let her come to it on her own.”