Hot Toddy Page 6

  The wicked smile she loved so much glowed up at her. He crept his hands up her calves, tickling the back of her knees before rising further. “God, you’re beautiful.” He stroked his fingers up her thighs, brushing the bottom swell of her ass.

  She couldn’t recall anyone complimenting her with such honesty in his voice. It should have felt good, but instead she was jittery and unsure. No one treated her this way, and she wasn’t sure how to respond.

  “I don’t know what you want from me.” She fought back the urge to cover herself, feeling vulnerable and exposed. With Jason it had been easy to tell what he wanted once they were in bed. He wanted to get off, as fast as possible. That was it.

  But Chase and Kyle were different. She didn’t know what they expected. She didn’t know what they wanted. But she had a feeling it wouldn’t be fast and easy.

  “We only want you to be yourself, sweetheart.” She turned toward Kyle’s words, almost jumping out of her skin at the sight of him standing before her in all his naked glory. God, he was beautiful. Not in a male model kind of way, but like a real man.

  Every inch of him was hard, toned, and filled with masculine power, commanding her attention at every turn. She almost regretted there were no criminals in Frostbite Falls. She’d love to watch him tackle them to the ground, all his hard muscles tensed as he worked to bring a criminal to justice. That would be a sight she’d love to see.

  He cupped her face in his hands and leaned in so close she could see the flecks of amber in his brown eyes. The depth in his gaze curled through her like tea on a warm day. “That’s all we could ever want from you.”

  If only she knew what that meant. She fumbled her fingers together in the sheets on either side of Chase. Having never tried before, she had no idea who or what she wanted.

  Kyle traced his thumb down her throat. Heat sizzled beneath his strokes. “Let’s start small. What do you want right now?” His lips followed the same path as his fingers, setting sparks across her skin. “You can tell us. I promise we’ll do everything we can to satisfy your needs.”

  The desperate way they both touched her and looked at her, she almost believed them. She almost believed they’d be willing to do anything, any crazy act she required, just to make her happy. But the throb between her legs didn’t demand any acrobatics or bizarre kink. She only needed one thing to satisfy the ache.

  But to know what she wanted, and to say the words were two different things.

  She swallowed hard, her face flaming as she spoke. “I want one of you…I want…inside…” Her throat clogged, holding the words back. Her chest was too tight to drag in any more air.

  Luckily, she didn’t have to finish. Kyle knew what she meant. “Do you want one of us inside you, sweetheart?” He nuzzled the spot behind her ear. Her heart pounded so hard her head swam, and she gripped the sheets harder, fighting to stay upright.

  She nodded the best she could as she struggled for each strangled breath.

  “Sounds good to me,” Chase almost screamed out with glee. Shifting beneath her, he pushed his underwear down his legs. The brush of his hands against her thighs churned through her, settling deep in her cunt.

  “Let me show you just how hot you are, honey.” He gripped her thighs, inching her a fraction back and forth so her pelvis ground across his cock. But it was the look in his eyes that had her tingling. The want, the hunger, the need. It shook her to the very core. “Let’s see how hot we can be together.”

  She threw her head back, leaning into the sensation. Each brush against her sensitive and very aroused flesh shot through her. She could do this all day, rubbing herself against him like a cat in heat. She let the bliss roll over her, giving herself permission to enjoy everything they had to offer.

  “That’s our girl,” Kyle growled in her ear, as he retrieved a condom from the nightstand drawer and offered it to his brother. “I can’t believe anyone ever said you were cold. I don’t see anything cold about you right now.”

  The way he said it she almost believed it, too. And in her lust-drugged state she had trouble remembering why it bothered her. If she’d known sex could be such a release from the nasty voices in her head, she might have given it a try before. But before Chase and Kyle, sex hadn’t been a fulfilling escape, so of course she’d never considered it.

  Chase ripped the foil wrap with his teeth. He shifted her forward, pushing between their bodies to roll the latex down his cock. “Come here, honey,” He wrapped his hands around her hips, tugging her deep into his lap as he pulled her lips close for a deep searing kiss.

  But he left the last inch for her to move. Forcing her to make the final decision. To jump into the abyss with them, or hold back. She wanted to be angry with him for the limit, but she understood his reasoning. If only he understood just how far gone she already was. Her body burned so hot she didn’t have a choice. The decision had already been made.

  With a twist of her hips, she positioned herself above his cock and slid down. She let out a deep moan at the sensation. Her hands found his shoulders, holding tight. Her muscles burned as they stretched around Chase, unaccustomed to his length.

  She’d never given much thought to penis size before. Jason wasn’t well endowed. She’d never minded. It didn’t seem to matter in the grand scheme. She still didn’t believe it mattered. Not compared to the way they looked at her, the sweet words they whispered in her ear or how they made her feel. That mattered a whole lot more.

  But getting both, in two buff male packages, was better than she’d ever expected.

  “Oh fuck, honey, you are so tight. It feels so fucking perfect.” She couldn’t agree more. Everything about being here was perfect. Like this was where she was meant to be. Which was a very dangerous way of thinking. But for the moment she gave into it. No harm in believing it for a second. Providing she remembered that’s how long it would last.

  “You are so beautiful, sweetheart.” Kyle cupped her face, turning her to press his lips to hers. The sensation was so naughty she didn’t know how to respond. Nothing in life had prepared her for kissing one man while having another inside her. And not just any other man, but his brother.

  Kyle slipped his tongue between her teeth, and she fought back a moan, afraid how Chase would respond. She didn’t want to offend either of them, by enjoying the other too much. But when she glanced down at Chase, he didn’t seem upset. Instead, he looked up at her with such dark hunger her skin practically vibrated.

  “Come on, honey.” Chase tugged her a fraction across his groin. Just enough to have his cock shift slightly deeper inside her. She gasped, digging her nails into his shoulders, but the big grin on his face said he knew what he was doing. “Let’s show that asshole how sexy you are.”

  She smiled at him, loving the way he spoke, like it was possible, even easy. She’d never thought of herself as someone who could be sexy before. She was nice, sweet, accommodating. Maybe pretty, but that was the most anyone would ever see. Most people hardly saw her, except when they needed someone to babysit on a Saturday night.

  But she hadn’t faded into the background for them. Chase and Kyle saw her. They wanted her. They thought she was beautiful and sexy.

  She wouldn’t let them down. She couldn’t.

  Slowly, she slid along Chase’s cock, loving how he stretched her wide. She ground her hips on each downward thrust, sucking in a deep breath when her clit rubbed against his pubic bone. With each thrust she moved faster, pushing a little deeper into him.

  “You’re so amazing, honey.” Chase held on to her hips, helping her move, drawing out each plunge until her body shook. “That asshole has no idea what he’s talking about.”

  She glanced down at Chase, and the rapture on his face sent her reeling. His head was thrown back, his eyes squeezed shut. His expression, combined with the desperate way his hands reached for her, sent a bolt of power racing through her.

  With Jason she’d never felt powerful. Sometimes she didn’t even feel human but like a
thing. Like nothing else mattered about her but her body and what she could give him. But the way Chase held her, the gentle care he took as he fought back his own release, felt entirely different.

  Kyle groaned, and she blinked up to see him standing in front of her. His hand was wrapped around his cock, slowly rubbing up and down the shaft. The muscles of his arm and chest fascinated her as they flexed and shifted with each brush of his hand. But it was his eyes that ensnared her. The heat of his gaze sent tingles across her skin. No one had ever looked at her like that. Like he could eat her alive and never have enough.

  Her mouth watered as she stared at him sliding his hand across that beautiful cock. A sudden urge to taste him stole over her. She couldn’t remember ever wanting to suck a man’s cock before. It wasn’t an act she dreamed about.

  Sure, she’d done it many times before to satisfy the man in her bed. And sometimes save herself the effort of having to do anything more. But she’d never had the urge to suck a man off just because she wanted to. The idea of giving him pleasure sounded so damn good she had to tighten her grip on Chase’s shoulders to keep from toppling over.

  They wanted her to be hot. To be herself and do what she wanted. And she wanted to please him. Why shouldn’t she try?

  “Would you like some help with that?” She licked her lips, letting her eyes trace down his powerful body, to the object of her focus. Making her desire plain.

  She loved how his eyes widened. “Oh god, sweetheart. You have no idea what you’re offering.” He stepped closer, and her heart pounded faster. Every muscle in his body flexed as he raced across the few feet between them.

  “Yes, I do. And I want to.” More than she would have ever guessed. Her desire only growing with the bright gleam that filled his eyes.

  “I should tell you no. I don’t want to force you to go too far too fast.” He stroked her neck, the sweep of his fingers setting her skin alight. His touch was so sweet and arousing, she wanted to melt into it and never come back up for air. “But when you offer, I don’t know how to say no.”

  And she didn’t want him to. She was downright salivating to get her mouth on him now. The whole time Chase continued to thrust in and out of her, aiding his movements with the hold on her hips. Chase should be more than enough. He was sweet, manly, and attentive. So why did she want Kyle, too?

  Chase brushed a hand across her thigh, redirection her attention with the caress. “It’s okay to want him, honey.” He thrust his hips up, fucking deep into her, pulling a gasp from her chest. “That’s what we want.” Her thighs quivered as she moved with him. Her pussy clenched with each downward thrust. “You never have to choose with us.”

  They’d told her that before. They’d told her many times. But she still was having trouble really believing them. The idea was just too amazing. They were too amazing. And they showed her so with each passing second. Not only did they not fight or appear jealous of each other, but they put her at ease, as well. If there were two better men in the world, she’d never met them.

  “I don’t know how I got so lucky to have met you both.” It almost made all that happened to her over the last year worth it. Without Jason dumping her, she’d never be here with them.

  She threaded her fingers through Chase’s dark hair and kissed him deeply. His tongue twined with hers. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her a fraction closer. Giddy, she didn’t know how to hold back. And she didn’t see a good reason to try.

  “Oh, we know, sweetheart.” Kyle’s voice was a husky growl in her ears. When she picked up her head, he stood in front of her, his cock bobbing in front of her face. “We’re the lucky ones, sweetheart. We’re so fucking lucky you said yes.”

  Tears prickled the back of her eyes. Not wanting to embarrass herself, she leaned forward, distracting herself and him as she licked across the head. He tasted how she expected. Salty and masculine and filled with promise. The angle put a crick in her neck, but it was more than worth it to see the wide flare of his eyes as she leaned down toward his cock. She licked up and down his dick, flicking across his shaft, before she sucked the head into her mouth.

  He screamed out. His hips jerked forward at the touch. His hands landed on her head, combing through her hair as she sucked more of him between her lips. “Fuck, sweetheart.” The rough pant of his breath shot through her like liquid fire. His hands tightened on her head. The possession in the gesture coiled deep in her stomach like a warm glow, and she wanted more.

  With Kyle in her mouth and Chase buried deep in her pussy, she couldn’t do more than hold on as they had their way with her. Their hard hands and possessive touches shivered through her, hot and demanding. Kyle cupped her head in his hands, helping her bob up and down along his cock. Chase held her still as he thrust into her deeper each time.

  All she had to do was breathe, which was a far more difficult act than it ever had been before. Besides having her mouth filled to brimming, her heart pounded out of control, and each bright burst of pleasure they created dragged the remaining air from her overworked lungs.

  Kyle groaned and dug his fingers into her scalp, holding her steady with his hard, possessive fingers as he pumped into her mouth. Her cheeks ached, the muscle unaccustomed to such a workout, but she pushed through the discomfort, continuing to suck with everything she had. She flicked her tongue across the head of his cock. At the same time Chase thrust inside her and she clenched around him.

  Her brain no longer engaged, she continued on instinct. Moving with them, thrusting and licking and sucking until they were all crazy with need.

  “Oh god, baby, you’re killing me.” Kyle’s hands were gentle on her face as he thrust his cock into her mouth. A rare combination that had her mind whirling.

  “I know the feeling.” Chase shifted, pressing against a spot that had her gasping. How they found all these delicate places no one else had ever discovered, she’d never know. “She’s clenching on me so hard I can hardly breathe.”

  “Then make her fucking come already.” Kyle’s face was hard as stone. Every tendon in his neck extended with strain. He was the picture of masculine need, and she wanted nothing more than to pleasure him, to release the beast buried underneath all that control. “I’m about to lose it. There’s no way I’m coming in her mouth. Not this time.”

  The angry growl of Kyle’s voice echoed through her, but Chase didn’t appear affected. Instead he chuckled, picking up speed. Slamming into her over and over. She fought for breath as he pushed into her deeper, harder, faster. His hand found her clit and rubbed gently. The combination sent her over the edge.

  Pleasure curled through her, shivering through every inch of her body. Kyle’s cock slipped from her mouth. She didn’t have time to regret his withdrawal. All her energy focused on breathing. She slumped down on Chase. Her muscles, transformed to jelly, no longer had the strength to keep her upright.

  Chase continued to rub her clit, keeping the pleasure rolling through her so hot and thick she couldn’t see straight. Her pussy clenched endlessly on the cock inside her. The pained expression on his face barely registered in her overworked brain.

  Just when she thought it would never end, the pleasure started to cool, settling deep inside her bones. Only when her orgasm ebbed did Chase thrust again. He slammed into her three times, before he groaned out her name.

  He pulled her close and she went willingly, needing his touch as much as her next breath, her body still shaky from the orgasm of a lifetime he’d just given her. With a sigh, Chase rolled to the side and took her with him. She nuzzled into his neck. It felt too good in his arms to roll away. Who knew how long she’d be with them? She wanted to suck up as much of their comfort as she could get. It might be a long time before she found any more.

  “Don’t go to sleep on me, sweetheart.” Kyle grabbed her ankle, yanking her to the edge of the bed. She giggled as he tugged her close. The feral look into his eyes had her overworked body springing back to life. The throb returned between her legs. Ano
ther new and peculiar sensation that she could get used to.

  “I’m not through with you yet.” The deep growl of his voice set a light in every pulse point in her body.

  She glanced over at Chase who only shrugged his shoulders, folding an arm beneath his head and relaxing back into the bed. The picture of ease. Naked ease.

  Kyle pounced on her, redirecting her attention back to him. He pressed his knees between her legs, spreading them wider to make room for him between her thighs. Wetness coated her pussy. Heat coiled deep in her pelvis.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close enough his lips were only an inch from hers. “I think that can be arranged.”

  With a groan, he kissed her soundly. His tongue brushed across her bottom lip, before slipping inside. She moaned, the rest of the world melting away beneath the brush of his tongue against her own. His kiss was commanding and possessive, like a hungry wolf claiming his mate, and she loved every second of it. Her thighs quivered, spread wide around his waist. His hard cock brushed against her stomach, sending a wash of heat through her stomach.

  She was practically purring beneath him when he pulled away. The hungry look in his eyes had her flaming higher. His hands swept over her body as he gently rocked between her thighs, each brush of his hot cock against her sensitive flesh sending her already shivering nerves into hyperdrive.

  “Sweetheart, I want to make this great for you. I wanted you to scream over and over before I let go. But I don’t think I can last that long.” He spoke with such regret, but she couldn’t understand why. They’d already given her more pleasure then she’d experienced in a month with Jason. He had nothing to feel bad about.

  “You’re more than enough.” She kissed his neck as she grabbed a condom from the nightstand and ripped it open, feeling at ease for the first time in hours. Kyle needed comfort, he needed support, which she could offer. This was where her strengths were. Being the giver had always been where she felt most comfortable. And in this instance more than any others, she was more than happy to offer him such comfort. It didn’t hurt that she’d enjoy it, too.