Everything about her was soft, though he knew she’d hate to hear that. Her skin, her hair, the lashes on her eyes. Even that soft pelt between her legs. He loved the thin strip that led to his favorite spot in the world.
That pussy called to him. He kept seeing her in his mind’s eye, an image he’d been dreaming about—her belly round while she tried to gather an unruly set of twin toddlers to her side and he and Xavier laughed with her as they gathered up their small family. The image of Chloe pregnant with their child, a third child to follow twins, filled him with joy. It meant he had a possible future he’d always wanted, not just with any woman but with Chloe.
He should have known Karen would never work. But he’d been so lonely, so unfulfilled. He’d thought if he had something serious with a woman, his cravings for normalcy would go away. He still felt guilty he’d pulled apart from Xavier. His brother had never tried to be anything but himself. Yet Josh had tried to be normal when it was crystal clear he wasn’t.
Karen hadn’t wanted anything to do with Xavier. And the whole psychic thing had only convinced her he was someone to be avoided. A freak with issues. He hadn’t wanted to believe it, but he could no longer avoid the notion she’d been with him for his money. The Cannon name stood out in the circles around town.
His parents gave generously to charities, hospitals, and the library. And between his and Xavier’s investments, they didn’t worry about going out on jobs all the time. They could pick and choose their assignments—or rather, pick and choose the work their father or Kyle handed them.
The love inside him threatened to burst. Chloe and Xavier and him. Together.
The perfect unit. Forever.
He ignored that last dangerous hurdle they had to deal with and let himself concentrate on now. Chloe would always need him, and she had to know it. Had to feel how much they loved her. He knew of an easy way to show her, a pleasurable way to tie her to them.
“Bro, wake up.”
The psychic prod didn’t move his brother, so he pinched his arm.
“What?”
“Shh. Don’t wake her yet.”
Xavier yawned and opened a blurry eye. His gaze fell on Chloe, and the warmth in his smile reflected in Josh’s heart. “God, I love her. Really love her.” Xavier looked at him. “You feel it too. All of us together, right?” The vulnerability there made Josh literally hurt. He gripped his brother’s arm.
“I’m so sorry about Karen. I know it’s always been us, Xavier. Us and Chloe.” Xavier let out a relieved breath. “It’s about damn time.”
“Yeah. Now that I’m no longer the hardhead, we need to figure out how to get Chloe to accept us. I think she’s close, but she’s not there yet.”
“We’ll give her as much time as she needs, but I don’t think it’ll be too hard.” Xavier blinked at him. “She was out of her mind worried when you passed out. I’d call you some more names about being weak, a pussy, half a man, but it helped her see how much you mean to her.”
“I’m glad you’re not going to call me any names.” Josh snorted. “So let’s wake up our bossy princess.”
“You hear what they called her on the mountain?”
“Little bit?” Josh laughed silently. “She didn’t like that much, could you tell?”
“Tinker Bell. Now that fits.”
Josh grinned. “Good to have a little ammo. I know things with Chloe won’t always be easy, but brother, they’re going to be so good for us.” His smile dimmed.
“We just need to take care of that stalker situation at her house. She can’t go anywhere without us for a while.”
“She won’t like that.” Xavier frowned. “But she’ll have to get over it. We need to fix that. But now we need to fix this.” Xavier looked down at himself, and Josh felt the same. Aroused and needing Chloe. “How about this time, I get her ass?”
“Oh yeah. She’s so tight.”
“All over. Her pussy gets so hot.”
Their remembrances of Chloe turned them both on to the point they needed relief far sooner than they should have. While Xavier took the lube and condom from Josh’s nightstand, Josh went to work on waking Chloe to a brand-new day. His way.
He gently rolled her onto her back and stroked her satiny skin. With a light touch, he caressed her from her cheeks, down her neck, and over her shoulders. He let his fingers slide over her chest, coming to rest on the hardening tips of her nipples.
The succulent buds tightened under his fingers, and he drew his fingertips over the full globes that never failed to mesmerize him. Then downward, over her taut stomach. His Chloe worked out, and it showed. A slender line delineated the muscles of her stomach, and he traced her ribs until she shivered.
“Wh-what?”
“Shh. Just touching you, honey.” Absorbed in her, he didn’t look up but continued to trail his fingers lower. Swirling his path over her hip bones, her waist, and back to the center of her core. He petted the hair over her pubic bone. Gratified by her soft moan and the way she parted her thighs, he continued.
He felt Xavier touch her lips, sensed the kiss making his woman hotter.
Smiling, he continued his erotic exploration, his touch so light it felt as if he touched silk and air and woman all at once.
Her legs were firm, her thighs tight. She quivered when he grazed her labia, but he didn’t move any closer to the ripe bud between her thighs. Her clit looked slick, and his mouth watered. But he didn’t stop. He touched her knees, her calves, her dainty feet. Her toenails needed paint, a bright pink or a red to emphasize her femininity.
Being so close to her, he was aware of how small she really was, how easy it would be to dominate her. Despite her feisty nature, he and Xavier could easily overwhelm her.
That she would put up a fight if he tried aroused him to no end.
He didn’t want or need a weak woman. He wanted someone strong enough to handle him, and Chloe had already proven herself in so many ways.
“Please. You two are torturing me.” She moaned and tilted her hips, seeking what he intended to give her.
“What do you want, Chloe?” Xavier asked, his voice husky.
“I want both of you. Inside me.”
“Where inside you?” he asked, and Josh saw that his brother had already donned the condom and lube. Which left her pussy and mouth to him.
His mouth watered. “Come here, Chloe. I need you to suck my cock.” He sat up with his legs spread, his dick rock hard.
She didn’t hesitate as she rolled onto her hands and knees and took him to the back of her throat in one smooth move.
“Shit.” He felt her laughter around him and brushed her hair back from her cheeks. “Oh yeah. I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around me. That’s so fucking hot. Yeah, baby, suck me. Good girl.”
She moaned and started when Xavier knelt behind her on the bed and palmed her ass. “That’s right. A good girl deserves a treat, doesn’t she?” Josh dragged his hands through her hair, content to sit there forever. “She does, bro. Her mouth is heaven.”
“So is her ass.” Xavier grunted and groaned, and Josh felt his brother’s finger slide slowly into her ass. The warmth around his digit made him want to thrust deep and come. “Slow down, Josh. Please. I want to come inside her, not in the damn condom.”