Chapter 10.

LEXIE

I put everything I had in to kissing Markus. He groaned deep in his throat, then swept me up into his arms like I weighed nothing.

I squealed and fought him for a moment, clinging to his neck like a cat hanging over a bath. “Oh, put me down. Put me down. I’m too heavy.”

But he just chuckled and said, “I bench press a hell of a lot more than you weigh, beautiful. We’re taking this to the bedroom.”

Ollie was on our heels as Markus jogged up the stairs.

Being held like this was a lesson in trust. I was terrified of being dropped, not really liking the feeling of being out of control. But tonight was about firsts in so many ways, and I was open to trying anything.

When we hit the landing, Markus took me down the hall to his room, then set me on my feet.

His room was dark and beautiful. Super masculine with a funky black shiplap feature wall, and large furniture.

Ollie stepped into the room behind us, his shirt still partially open. “I’m assuming I’m invited too?” His tone was slightly hesitant, and I turned my head and reached out my hand to him.

“Yes. Definitely,” I said, looking between the twin brothers. “Though I have no idea...” My cheeks heated. “I’ve never been with more than one person at the same time before.”

Ollie laughed and Markus smirked a little. “Well, funnily enough, we’ve never had sex with the same woman before,” Markus said, “but I think we’ll work it out.”

A tiny part of my brain noted the fact that he didn’t deny having a threesome, just that he hadn’t shared a woman with Ollie.

I pushed the dark wisp of thought aside. These men were gorgeous, virile creatures, and their experiences were theirs to keep.

The past could stay in the past. It was the here and now that was important.

“Okay,” I said, and smiled like an idiot, standing by the bed where Markus had deposited me. I was still in my t-shirt and underwear and felt sudden nerves that stopped me from completely stripping off.

Markus walked behind me, grabbed the edge of my top and lifted. “Arms up, Lexie.”

I gulped down the threatening shriek that rose and lifted my arms, letting him strip me down to my underwear.

My panties were cotton, as was my bra. There weren’t pretty bras for boobs my size, and I couldn’t wait to get out of it.

I unclipped my bra and tossed it across the room. My boobs were heavy, but I did like their shape, and honestly, distracting the guys from my ugly underwear was key here.

They converged on me, Markus slipping his hands around my waist and sliding up, cupping both breasts with his warm hands. Ollie stepped forward, tracing around my jawline with an exploring finger before he drew me into him for a kiss. Markus pressed his lips to my neck and gave each of my nipples a squeeze.

I gasped at the dual sensual assault, which allowed Ollie to kiss me even deeper. Eventually he stopped and pulled away, but only briefly. He bent and tugged my underwear down my thighs. When it reached my feet, I kicked it away.

I was now naked, and both of them were still fully clothed. “This doesn’t seem fair,” I teased. “Can you guys strip too?”

Ollie stepped back and got out of his clothes so fast that he was naked before I had time to blink more than once or twice.

I drank in the view. Like Markus when he’d shifted back to his human form earlier, Ollie was gloriously beautiful in his nude state.

I gaped at his strength. His muscles. His beauty. “I can’t believe two men who look like you, want someone who looks like me. Even for one night.”

Ollie took a step forward and dropped to his knees in front of me. “Lexie, you’re perfect. Quite literally. Everything about you is simply gorgeous.”

Then he leaned forward and kissed my belly and I gasped. “Oh...” I kept my legs clamped together, not sure I was up for him exploring any lower with his mouth.

“Do you want to lie down?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. Even that action was sexy.

I nodded speechlessly, waiting for Markus to let go of my breasts, then scrambling onto the bed. My nerves were beginning to fail me in the face of... well, Ollie’s face so near my pussy.

I pulled back the covers and jumped between the cool sheets but before I could drag them up to cover me, Ollie prowled over and grabbed hold of my ankles, sliding me out so I was lying on my back on top of the covers.

“We want to see you, beautiful,” he growled, and began to crawl up between my legs, kissing the inside of my knees, then the soft inside of my thighs. I gasped, then moaned, at the exquisite sensation of his lips on my sensitized flesh.

Beside the bed Markus undressed too, and when I turned my head to look at him, my breath hitched in my throat.

His cock was no longer hanging soft and relaxed against his thigh. Instead, it was thickening before my very eyes and rising up to declare his arousal.

I couldn’t resist the allure. “I’m just gonna shuffle over a little, okay?” I said to Ollie, moving closer to the edge of the bed before twisting so that my head was close to Markus.

He grinned down at me. “Did you move over here for me?”

I had to laugh. “Would there be another reason I’d be on this level?” Then I did the boldest thing I’d ever done and opened my mouth for him.

His eyes flared then he grabbed his cock in one hand and fed the head into my mouth.

The moment my lips wrapped around his beautiful, thick cock, Ollie’s tongue slid over my clit.

I cried out, the sound muffled by Markus’s thick dick between my lips.

Oh my God!

The sensations were incredible. I reached one hand down to find Ollie, threading my fingers through his soft hair, while my other hand was wrapped around the largest male appendage I’d ever seen.

I sucked on the head of Markus’s cock, silk over steel, salty and perfect, loving the fact that I was making him groan above my head.

Ollie’s tongue and mouth on me were heaven sent. He flicked my clit over and over, the warmth of his breath adding to the pleasure, pushing my desire higher and higher.

I came off Markus’s cock to pant, unable to breathe and moan and suck at the same time.

Markus stepped away, crawling onto the bed to lie beside me.

“Oh... ah...” I gasped and moaned, my belly clenching tight.

Markus set his lips to one of my nipples and his fingers tweaked the other.

I closed my eyes and groaned. I couldn’t think. It was too much.

I had a hand on each of the men—my men—and I couldn’t believe how connected I felt. How right this was. How perfect.

My eyes opened, my stress level rising at the idea of my perfect pair and everything they needed.

But at that same moment, Markus pushed up on his hands and kissed me. Hard. And Ollie slid his fingers inside me, ratcheting my pleasure up to the point of no return.

I shattered into a massive orgasm, crying out into Markus’s mouth while Ollie remained clamped on the sensitive flesh between my legs.

My back arched as the spasms hit my belly, my nails digging into Ollie’s head.

When my orgasm tremors began to ebb away, I collapsed onto the mattress, and tears began leaking down the sides of my face. I couldn’t make them stop.

I lifted my hands to cover my face. “I’m sorry.” I kept sobbing and laughing, unable to stop the hot tears as they continued to roll down my face.

Markus was silent but slid his hand onto my belly in a gesture that felt protective.

Ollie slid up the bed on my other side and took my chin in his fingers. He turned my face toward him. “Baby girl... what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

“I... I...” I curled toward him, pressing my forehead to his chest while I wept.

I couldn’t believe I could feel so good, so cared for. That was as big a shock to my system as the pleasure I’d just experienced.

I’d never had an orgasm with a man before, and I just couldn’t even process all the feelings.

“I’ll go,” Markus said, and I had to stop him.

I rolled over and on top of him, pushing him back down. “No. Stay.”

Markus lay back down, but his eyebrows were low and his hands were clenched on the mattress.

I wiped the tears from my cheeks and Ollie handed me a tissue. I blew my nose and mopped up my face, then pulled myself together. “Okay, I’m sorry. That was not what you think it was.”

Markus didn’t move, but he said, “It looked like you were devastated.”

“No. I was...” I stared up at the ceiling, then down at my huge man. “Overwhelmed, in every way.”

I placed both hands on his chest, leaning forward so my hair fell forward and my breasts swung a little.

Markus’s hands slid up onto my thighs, but I knew I needed to explain. “I’ve never had an orgasm like that before.”

“You mean with two men working on you?” Ollie asked, sliding closer.

I laughed. “No... I mean... I’ve never had an orgasm. Ever.”

“You’re fucking with us.” Markus’s tone was shocked.

I laughed at his flabbergasted expression; I couldn’t help it. “No. I mean... I might have had one... once or twice by... me. But nothing like that. And definitely never with another person. I didn’t know I could feel like that. You two just blew me away. Completely.”

Markus glanced over at Ollie.

Then Ollie said, “So you liked it? They weren’t sad tears?”

I covered my face again, this time to cover the laughter. “Of course, I did! And no, they weren’t sad tears at all. They were oh-my-fucking-god-I’m-insanely-happy tears.”

Ollie sat up and moved forward until he was close enough to kiss me. He stopped just above me, his lips hovering enticingly close to mine. “So... do you wanna keep going?”

I leaned forward to close the distance between us and kissed him, tasting myself on his lips. My insides lurched with excitement. “Absolutely.”