an incredibly foolish smile on his face, but he was enjoying playing
her fool.
“And a potato,” she giggled with delight. It made her breasts
jiggle, and Beck could feel Cian’s interest surge. It was not unlike his
own. Now that the bridge was open, Beck could feel Cian’s emotions
clearly.
“What is a potato?” Beck heard himself ask as he traced her pretty
pink nipples with his fingertip. He had bonded with her on a base
level. He could feel her humming with happiness. It soothed and
eased him. It also made him horny as hell. She was so close. Her skin
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was warm against his hand, and her emotions were open and flowing
around him like a blanket, hugging him tight.
His wife loved him. His wife wanted and trusted him. She was his
on every level.
“Do you have any idea how silly you sound with that accent
asking me what a potato is?” She shook her head and was
unconsciously moving against his body. She might not realize it, but
she was responding to their interest. Cian cupped the cheeks of her ass
and squeezed while Beck concentrated on her breasts. “Cian thought
it was a weed.”
“It is a weed,” his brother said, kissing her shoulder. “It tasted
terrible.”
“Only because it wasn’t cooked,” Meg said with a gasp as Beck
leaned down and licked her nipple. That little bud stood at attention as
he curled his tongue around it. “Oh, wow. You’ll like it when I’ve
baked it and put butter and salt on it. They’re everywhere. We can
feed the whole village.”
“Later, wife,” Beck commanded. He was done talking. His cock
was hard and ready to fuck. “Play the queen later. Right now, you’re
just our wife, and we have need of you.”
“Oh, yes, we do,” Cian whispered into her ear.
Beck palmed her breast and sucked the nipple deeply into his
mouth. He opened the connection between them, and he could feel the
way her body was responding. Meg’s whole body began to sing with
the triple arousal she felt. Beck was feeling it, too. He could feel her
soft, warm arousal alongside his and Cian’s raging need. Cian gently
bit her sensitive earlobe. Meg closed her eyes, and Beck felt the
minute she gave over to them.
“I love that, wife,” Beck growled as he sensed her complete
surrender. Why had he waited so long to feel this? There was nothing
perverse about Meg’s surrender or his own need to dominate her. Meg
wanted his dominance. She needed Cian’s worshipful love as well.
She needed them both. “Cian, I’d like to taste our wife.”
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Cian pulled her back into his arms. His legs hooked under hers,
spreading them wide for Beck’s perusal. Beck got on his knees as he
tugged his shirt off and tossed it away. He stared at her for a moment,
but Meg didn’t seem to feel self-conscious. She was so beautiful. Her
pussy was a ripe, pink jewel. Her clit pouted out of its hood, tempting
him to play. Cian played with her breasts, and she moved restlessly
beneath his hands.
Beck traced the lips of her pussy with his forefinger. She was
getting wet. Her folds were getting slick with a pearly cream. She
tried to move against him, seemingly trying to get his fingers in her
cunt, but Cian held her tight. Beck let his fingers follow the seam of
her pussy all the way down to her puckered asshole. Oh, that was a
pretty sight. “Ci, have you fucked that little ass of hers yet?”
Cian chuckled behind her. He licked and nipped at her neck. “No,
but I’ve played with it enough. I’ve stretched her. She’s ready.”
He saw Meg tense, but then she relaxed back against Cian’s skin.
It would be all right. She would trust them. She was theirs, and they
would always take care of her.
Beck leaned over and settled himself onto the mattress, belly
down. He shoved his nose in her pussy and breathed her in like he
would smell a flower.
“I love your scent, wife,” Beck growled before he swiped his
tongue across the swollen lips of her pussy. They pouted and
beckoned to him.
Meg cried out. Beck could feel the pleasure she took. It felt so
good. Her flesh was engorged and throbbing. Cian’s arms and legs
were manacles holding her down for Beck’s pleasure. It was
everything she could have wanted, and Beck was happy to give it to
her. Beck settled in to give his wife everything she desired.
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Meg sighed as Beck worked between her legs. She couldn’t
imagine anything hotter and cried out as he kissed her pussy.
“Hush,” Cian ordered. “Look up.”
She did as he asked, turning her head so she could see him. Cian
took her mouth with his. His tongue delved deeply, tangling with
hers. He thrust his tongue into her mouth in perfect rhythm with
Beck’s in her pussy. Beck licked and thrust his tongue into her cunt as
far as he could go. He pulled apart her labia so he left no piece of her
untasted. Cian curled his tongue around hers as he palmed her breasts.
She was utterly surrounded with them. Finally, when she thought she
could take no more, he gently pulled back the hood of her clit.
“This little pearl is throbbing, Meggie,” Beck said with a satisfied
chuckle. “It’s begging for attention. Should I give it some, Ci?”
“You should make our little wife fly,” Cian answered. “Make her
come, Beck, so we can fuck her hard and she won’t care.”
Beck laughed and went back to his work. He sucked the little bead
into his mouth, and Meg came with a cry, every nerve in her body
bursting to life. Meg pushed her orgasm out so the twins could share
in it. She felt the swell of Ci’s cock at her lower back. She struggled
to breathe through the pleasure that rolled over her body, but finally
let herself fall back against Cian.
Beck practically ripped off his pants as he shoved her knees even
further apart. He pushed his enormous erection into her with one
thrust. Cian hissed in discomfort and slid out from under her. Beck
began thrusting away as Cian removed his clothes. He tossed them
aside and stroked his cock as he watched.
Meg’s hands found Beck’s backside as she came out of her
languor, ready for more. Beck’s need was riding her hard now even as
his body did. It was a shock when he pulled out and went onto his
knees.
“Ci, you take her pussy,” Beck ordered, pulling her up onto her
own knees. Cian happily lay down on his back, and Meg managed to
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straddle him. He thrust up into her soaking slit before she could think
to seat herself.
Meg groaned at the sensation. He went so deep in this position. It
was Cian’s favorite. He loved for her to ride him. She started to lose
herself in Cian’s passion when Beck pushed her forward gently. Cian
put his hands on her hips to hold her still. Meg could feel the
excitement vibr
ating off him. Cian wanted this.
“Don’t tense up, Meggie,” Beck said quietly, but with his eternal
air of authority. “I’ll be gentle.”
She felt the coolness of the oil Cian kept by the bed. It was a clear
color, and it warmed as Beck worked it into her flesh. He took his
time working the oil into the little rosebud of her ass.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, wife,” he murmured while he
rimmed her asshole and started to make little forays inside.
He went slowly, methodically preparing her. Meg groaned at the
sensation, but Cian distracted her by pulling her close for a long kiss.
Cian flooded her with his desire. She felt the restraint he used to hold
himself still inside her. She felt his anticipation of the act. Cian
wanted the three of them together, she knew. He wanted his other half
sharing in the pleasure of their wife.
Meg could sense Beck’s desire, too. The connection was stronger
than ever. She might not know his every thought, but he couldn’t hide
from her when they were like this. For Beck, this act was his ultimate
domination. His whole body hummed with anticipation. Making love
in this manner was an act of complete submission, and she was giving
it to him. Meg felt excited and overwhelmed with his emotion all at
once. Then Beck wasn’t thinking about anything except how tight she
was.
“Relax, Meg,” he said breathlessly. He pulled the cheeks of her
ass apart. Meg moaned as she felt the broad head of his cock start to
breach the rosette of her ass. He was so big, even with the oil to work
as a lubricant, Meg knew this wasn’t going to be easy. “Push back
against me. Ci, help her.”
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Cian gently pushed against her hips as he held her on his cock.
Meg took a deep breath and eased her backside toward Beck. It hurt,
but not so much that she was willing to take this from him. She could
endure it. She would endure it.
“I know it burns, love,” he said. She could tell he was gritting his
teeth. “I feel it, too. I’ll stop if it gets to be too much.”
“No.” An idea suddenly hit Meg. “Overwhelm me. Let me feel
what you feel.”
In an instant, Meg gasped. It was so fucking tight. It was hot and
ridiculously tight. It didn’t feel like a pussy. Even the heat was
different. No wonder they both wanted this. Beck was being careful as
he tunneled his way into her ass, but he nearly came undone when he
felt Cian deep inside her. It was so intimate. They were all so close.
Both halves of the man were working together to bring her pleasure
and take their own, to meld themselves into one.
“Oh, that’s unbelievable.” Meg had to force herself to breathe.
They could feel each other. Beck had worked his way in. She could
feel the tightness of his balls as they bobbed against the cheeks of her
ass. He slid all the way in. He rested his hardness against Cian’s, only
a tiny, soft bit of flesh between them.
“Oh, fuck,” Cian laughed joyously. “You’re so tight.”
She was so full. She was full of them, and the connection came
completely open. Feelings and emotions, sensations and moods, they
were all open. They bridged through her, but the brothers could feel
each other. It was so much more than simply sensing each other’s
moods.
They could access each other’s strengths. Beck would always be
the warrior, but through Meg, he could access the softer side of
himself that was contained in Cian. Cian would always be the funny,
sweet one, but Beck would give him strength and confidence. They
were finally complete.
As they began to move, Meg found herself completely caught
between them. They set a rugged pace. Cian thrust in, and Beck
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retreated. Beck tunneled in, and Cian pulled out. Every second was a
new sensation. All the way she was overcome with their pleasure. The
hot, tight clasp of her body was a revelation for them. The dual
sensations of constant thrust and retreat lit up every nerve of her body.
She pushed and pulled, but there was no escaping the mounting
pleasure. It assaulted her body and soul.
Beck came first. Her little ass was too tight for him to last long.
He groaned as he ground himself into her. Her ass was flooded with
him. He bucked and fought to give her every ounce. The minute Beck
came, Cian followed. His big hands pulled her tight against him. He
swelled as he shot his cum straight toward her womb. Meg cried and
fought to prolong the feeling. It started in her pussy, but rapidly
moved along her skin until her entire body hummed with red-hot
sensation. She shook as she fell forward into Ci’s arms.
Beck fell to her side and rolled her body between theirs. She
breathed deeply as he pulled her close and covered them with a quilt.
Even as her eyes closed, she knew something important had happened
between the three of them.
“I love you, wife,” Beck whispered in her ear.
Cian pressed his head to her heart. “Forever,” he promised.
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Meg woke to Beck gently pushing his way into her body. Her eyes
fluttered open, and she was on her back with Beck above her.
“Good morning, wife,” Beck said as he moved his hips and
worked his way into her.
“Good morning,” Meg said with a smile.
She didn’t protest his treatment of her. It was all a part of being
Beckett Finn’s woman. Meg hooked her legs around Beck’s waist as
he began to thrust in earnest. He buried his face in her neck. Meg was
happy he hadn’t gone back to that polite lover this morning. A small
part of her feared he would retreat again, and she wasn’t sure she
could handle it. The night before had been everything she could have
hoped for. She could handle fighting him for control every inch of the
way, but she would rather die than have Beck treat her the way he had
before. Now that she’d really tasted his passion and all that could
exist between the three of them, she knew she could never go back.
Meg wasn’t even warming up when Beck started to come. It
didn’t matter. Beck opened the bridge between them, and Meg nearly
wept at the pleasure he took. It felt so good to feel what he felt. He
loved to fuck her, and it was so much more than simple sensation. He
loved her. Everything about her. It came across in the emotion he
pushed toward her. She was his, and he was a better man for it.
Beck’s whole body tensed. His balls drew up almost painfully, but
he welcomed the sensation.
Meg gave over and, for a few seconds, almost became Beck. His
thoughts and emotions flowed over her as though she was the one
having them. Beck loved that she was so warm and tight. Beck drew
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out just to shove his way back in. She was his, his to protect, to love,
to fill. He was sure now that she wouldn’t fight his claim on her. That
fact gave him great peace. Beck was smiling
as he pressed deep one
last time and shared his orgasm with her.
Meg felt his deep contentment as he crushed her into the mattress.
It took him a moment before he had the energy to roll off her, but
even then, he gathered her close.
“How are you this morning, wife?” Beck asked.
Meg opened her eyes and smiled at him. Every cell in her body
was sated and languid.
“I’m surprisingly rested after everything you and Ci put me
through last night. Where is he?” Meg looked around.
Cian wasn’t on her other side. When they had finally settled down
to sleep, Cian had been pressed to her side. It was funny how she had
gotten used to having him against her at night. She supposed she
would quickly get used to sleeping in between her husbands.
“Love, we bonded fully last night,” Beck said, gently brushing
back her hair. His eyes were warm, but there was a tight set to his
mouth. “You do know what that means? Cian and I are together now.
We’re one, thanks to you. I’m the dominant personality. I absorbed
him, but he’s here with us. He’s always going to be with us.” Beck
put a hand to her heart. “He’ll always love you, wife.”
Tears began to well in her eyes. A feeling of panic threatened to
overtake her. Cian was gone? How was that possible? She’d believed
that by becoming the bridge between them, they would be stronger
individuals. How could she have lost Cian? “I don’t understand.”
“Dominant personality, my ass,” came a sarcastic voice from the
doorway. “It looks like you’ve absorbed a great deal of my
personality, brother, but I assure our wife that I am still here.”
Meg sat straight up in bed. Cian leaned against the doorframe, his
lips quirked up. Beck laughed at his own joke. Meg picked up a
pillow and hit him in the head with it. “Jerk.”
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There were tears in Beck’s eyes as she drew her gown over her
head. “I’m sorry, love. I couldn’t help it. He’s right. I absorbed too much of his personality.” Beck sat up and regarded his brother. “It
feels good to laugh. Did you get any of mine?”
“I suppose I did,” Cian allowed. “After all, I am up before the two