Chapter 46

Jamie

I'd spent that late afternoon bobbing around in the sea with Hunter, but somehow this left me feeling more unmoored. Part of me didn't know what to do, what to touch first, but the other part–the bit that was calm, clear eyed, and knew exactly what she wanted–kicked in. The two of them were dark shapes in the unlit room, but my hands knew where they were, landing on their chests. Hayden was sitting in a pair of shorts, so his skin was shockingly hot and bare right now, making clear that Hunter needed to be the same. I moved closer, ready to pull his shirt up and over his head when he stepped in.

"That's not how this is gonna go," he said, ripping it off and then letting it fall to the floor. "This isn't about us."

Was he telling that to me or Hayden, I couldn't tell, but he was undoing my buttons while Hayden's hands slid around to work my shorts down. Hands were everywhere, sliding over my skin, forcing my awareness to encapsulate every inch of my body as they stripped me bare.

Why was it so fucking hot to be standing there naked between them, while they remained partially clothed? As soon as the twins suggested this scenario, something slick started pooling between my legs. They outnumbered me, hemmed me in as they moved closer. My mind was unable to follow all their movements, hands stroking my arms, my shoulders, running down my back to cup my arse. Another covered my throat, tilting my head back as his lips pressed to mine. Which twin was kissing me? I couldn't tell in the darkness, and in some ways that was all part of what was turning me on. They were demon lovers in the dark, made of shadows and salacious intent to please me, and that's what had my hands sliding down.

I'd felt one of these cocks inside me, the fat head rubbing so good over that sensitive spot within me that it almost hurt. The other had more than filled my hand, my palm swivelling up and down his entire cock as he panted through one helpless spurt of cum after another. I couldn't tell which I touched right now, my fingers encircling each rigid length.

"No…" one of them moaned, his hips making a liar of him as he pressed deeper into my hand. Hunter, I realised, the fabric of his shorts still damp from the sea.

"No," Hayden said much more definitively, knocking my hand away. "This is about you."

"This is about us." It was meant to be a cheeky retort, me countering this burning need the twins had to make me feel good, but both of them stiffened at my words. There was an implication to it, I realised belatedly. A reference to a connection that went beyond this bedroom, and perhaps that's why I pulled free of their grips, sinking to my knees.

"Jamie…" Hunter hissed. "Jamie, no…"

But as soon as I yanked his shorts down, that beautifully too-thick cock bobbing free, he shut up. Hayden said something similar, until I bared him as well, wrapping my hand around his shaft. They felt so fucking hard and hot as I stroked each one of them, right before I moved forward.

"Oh fuck…" Hunter's moan was part shock, part prayer, his hands slapping down on my head as I sucked the head of his cock in. His hips stabbed forward a few inches before he mastered himself, which was lucky, because somehow the twins weren't completely identical. He was a bit thicker, that big, broad head punching into my mouth, forcing my tongue to work to try and caress it, because my jaws were stretched well past their limits to take this much of him. "No…" he sighed. "No…"

"Jamie, this isn't about…"

I pulled free with a pop, replacing my mouth with my hand as I turned at Hayden's words. I silenced him with a long lick up his length, a burst of salty pre-cum coating my tongue as I swirled it around the head.

"No." He ground that out, the sound like rocks falling in a landslide. "No, Jamie, no." He forced me away, staring down at me with eyes that gleamed in the darkness, his dick twitching in desperation. "I haven't been able to get that taste of you out of my head since that day. That's what I need."

"You and me both, Brother," Hunter growled. "I was about ready to punch your teeth down your throat when I realised what you'd gotten up to, but this way…" I was picked up and placed on the bed, him falling to his knees before me. "We can even the score." A gentle kiss was on my hip, that quickly became another and another, forming a burning trail that led to my mound. His thumbs moved to split me open, cool air playing over my most sensitive flesh, right before he darted closer. "Fair's, fair, Hay Bale. You'll get yours after."

The adversarial tone should've had me stiffening, stopping this, but any altruistic thoughts I might have had were driven out of my head at the first flick of his tongue. Hunter ate me in great greedy licks, like he couldn't get enough and was scared someone would snatch me away. Never. The feel of each swipe had my hands going to his hair, tangling the fingers in the strands as my hips moved in time with every stroke. I couldn't focus on a damn thing but that heady swirl of pleasure as it grew and grew inside me.

Right as Hayden did this.

I was dimly aware of the bed shifting, someone climbing up beside me, but then my head was lifted and placed across Hayden's knees. He couldn't escape what his brother was doing to me. My mouth was open, gasping out my pleasure, but he just smiled. Tracing a length of hair back from my face, his eyes locked with mine as his hands slid down. One at my throat, forcing me to maintain eye contact the entire time, the sensations and what I was seeing getting all mixed up, as if it was him that was eating me out, not Hunter. But it was Hayden's fingers that covered my breast, drawing circles around my nipple to sensitise it, then clamp down. That tugging sensation found its twin between my legs as Hunter's lips closed upon my clit, sucking it into his mouth in long, slow pulls.

"Fuck…" I hissed.

"What's he doing to you?" Hayden's eyes bore into mine. "What's got you cursing? Is he licking that pussy really good?" I wanted to answer, my throat working, but no response came out. Well, not one with words. A helpless little moan squeaked past my lips, which had him smiling. "But it's not enough, is it?"

"Not enough…" Hunter sounded like a drunken man as he pulled away, but my grip on his hair tightened. I was so damn close. If he just… If those lips went back to…

"You need something more." Hunter sounded completely confident in this knowledge. "Something with just a little pinch." I couldn't look away, seeing his slow smile form. "Something like this."

Hayden's fingers kept tugging at my nipple, but the other left my throat as he pulled me up against him. His cock ground into my arse as one finger teased my entrance.

"Yes, that…" I moaned, trying to bear down, but he held me fast.

"Like this?"

Hunter watched glassy eyed as one finger sank inside me. It wasn't enough, its presence just reminding me of what I was lacking.

"No, Hayden?—"

"More?"

He pulled free, forcing my teeth to sink into my bottom lip, lest I let out a sound of protest, but I needn't have bothered. Two fingers were thrust inside me, giving me a little of the stretch I liked. One of my ex's accused me of being a size queen, and I was beginning to see his point. I looked back over my shoulder at Hayden, mutely telling him what I needed.

"More?"

Hunter asked that, not his twin, his grin hungry as he moved his hand. I felt a finger probe my entrance, then push inside me. The stretch was immediate, my whole body stiffening, but they coaxed me through it.

"Is it too much? Just say?—"

"It's not." Hayden sounded completely confident in that knowledge, almost smug with it. "It's not, is it?" I shook my head slightly. "You need more." He glanced at his twin. "We'll need to stretch her if she's going to take you."

"Me?" Hunter looked almost surprised by that idea, but he quickly rallied. He drew his hand free, then licked his finger clean, getting two of them wet before returning to me. As soon as I felt the fingertips against my entrance, I knew this would be difficult. They felt too blunt, too big, and yet as he eased them inside me, I let out a long sigh. All other sexual experiences felt like they paled in comparison, only giving me part of what I needed, but this? It was a struggle for me to take the lot of them, but as soon as Hunter's fingers settled inside me, it felt so damn right.

Then Hayden had to curl his fingers up.

At this angle, with this much inside me, there was no way you could miss my G-spot. His fingertips raked against it, sending explosions of pleasure through me.

"I…"

I had something to say, but I couldn't get it out, my throat seizing. Hunter smiled.

"Feeling good, baby?" He tilted my head his way, pressing a gentle kiss to my mouth before pulling back. My hands reached for him, nails raking against his skin, but he dropped lower. "I know what's going to get you off harder."

He was right. The first lick, the soft but direct pressure to my clit had me writhing in their grip, but their fingers were merciless, pulsing inside me out of sync, one plunging in as the other withdrew until I was screaming.

Hunter was licking my clit, but I was riding his face, bucking and pressing into his tongue, somehow needing more, even as the waves of pleasure threatened to overwhelm me. I was in capable hands, the two of them stringing things out until I was forced to pull free.

My whole body hummed with pleasure, but it was an expansive thing, not a selfish one. I wanted to have them feeling the exact same way, starting with Hunter. He didn't even get to wipe his face clean as I shoved him down onto the bed, Hayden's fingers wrenching free, forcing me to shiver at that sudden emptiness I now needed to fill.

"Hang on," Hunter protested, as I straddled his hips. I reached down between us and gripped his cock by the root. He was so freaking thick, I felt a moment of concern, but not before I moved. "Jamie, you can't… fuck!"

I got the head in, but then something seized, my cunt feeling like it latched on and wouldn't let go. I felt fuller than I ever had and somehow that was a problem. A smug smile and he looked up at me, eyes at half-mast. He looked like a lazy, golden cat right before he moved. Our positions were reversed, him now hanging over me as he stared into my eyes.

"You can't just climb on and take me in one stroke, but…" That grin grew. "With a little work, you'll take me just fine, so… You up for the challenge?"

At my nod, a tube of lube was slapped into his hand, Hayden appearing by my shoulder.

"Go slowly," he instructed Hunter. "Do not hurt Jamie."

"Never could," his twin agreed, pulling free.

I missed him immediately, but when I rolled up onto my elbows, I watched him drizzle lube over his cock before working it back in with a few slow strokes. Despite the physical limitations I'd been forced to face, I wanted it inside me really badly.

"Look at you." There was something so damn cocky about Hunter's expression. "You look like the cat that's about to get the cream."

"And this is the best way to get it." Hayden moved in, picking me up and setting me on fours before leaning down to kiss me. "You can control how much you take of him without gravity forcing the issue, while I can…" Kisses, more kisses, and my whole body was humming with anticipation, my hips tilting back as I felt Hunter's hands land on my arse.

"Slowly," he instructed because I was pressing back to him as soon as I felt the head notch against my cunt.

"No, I?—"

"This might never happen again." There was something almost heartbroken about Hunter's voice right now. "I want something I can dream about long after. Feeling every fucking inch going in…"

He got his wish, the prickling feeling of being opened wide rushing through me as he pulsed his hips, gaining ground with every stroke.

"Yes…" I moaned, my spine getting longer, my body softening, swaying in time with his movements.

"Well, if we're living out our dreams." Hayden tilted my head up as he went to his knees, the head of his cock brushing my lips in question. I opened my mouth with the next thrust, taking him deep. His hands sank into my hair, my scalp prickling as his grip tightened in time with my moan. "Fuck, yes, just like that. Just like that. Baby…"

I decided going forward I'd only sleep with guys that called me pet names in that kind of voice, one filled with reverence. I'd wanted to infect them with my pleasure, and now I got my wish.