“I know you can.” Dane’s voice floated over her, the anchor she needed to keep herself grounded. “I’ve always known you could. You’re my girl.”
“You’re our girl,” Lan corrected.
“Ours.” She could practically hear the smile in Dane’s voice. “And it’s time for her to take this plug because I don’t want to wait weeks to share her. I want to get in her ass as soon as possible.”
There was her dirty Dom.
Alea winced a little as she felt Lan’s fingers leaving her and he moved out from behind her. She clenched as though trying to get that feeling back, but there was already something pressing at her. Dane had taken Lan’s place, and he pushed the plug right against her tight hole.
“I’m going to get cleaned up. I get the feeling this is going to be a nice long day.” Lan got on his knees and leaned over, his lips touching her head sweetly. “Be right back, baby. You take everything he gives you. I want to watch.”
“Fuck, I’m already watching.” She turned and saw Cooper had gotten rid of those confining shorts of his. She’d never thought a c**k could be gorgeous, but her men had lovely ones. Cooper ran his hand along his thick stalk as his eyes trailed back. “You know how beautiful you are?”
She felt beautiful when they were around. “I want to watch, too.”
She wanted to watch Cooper stroke himself while she submitted to Dane.
“Watch all you like, baby.” He sat back and spread his legs wide, stroking himself, his c**k growing bigger and harder with every pass of his hand.
“There we go,” Dane said as the plug slid home, invading and stretching, taking up all the space. “You’re going to wear that for a while. And you’re going to wear me, too.”
She felt Dane’s big hands on her hips, pulling her back, and then he was fondling her br**sts as she felt his c**k rooting at her pu**y.
Yes, this was what she’d needed from the moment their fight had begun. She’d needed to take him inside, to know he was with her. She felt him pulling at her ni**les as though trying to get her ready, but the minute his c**k had touched her, she’d softened. “Please, Sir. Dane. Please.”
His hands seemed to be everywhere, running along her every curve, worshipping her. She wanted to be able to see him as he filled her up, but even as she thought about it, she knew she wasn’t ready to lie underneath him. He was giving her what she needed, how she needed it, and he was sharing the experience with his brother.
Cooper smiled her way even as he moved closer, his hand never letting up on the slow stroke of his cock. “Do you know how happy you make us?”
“All of us,” Dane added. “I’ve waited my whole f**king life for this.”
She gasped as he drove his c**k inside her.
So full. Oh, she was so damn full. She clenched around the plug and Dane’s cock. He was so big and he’d forced himself in to the hilt, sparing her not a moment of his hard possession.
Because that was Dane. He would fight for her, die to protect her, but he needed to be in control of this moment. For the first time, she saw that it was a fair trade. The love between them didn’t have to be fifty-fifty every minute of the day. There would be times when he let her have her way…and other times when he would conquer and take her however he pleased. The thought made her moan.
He held himself still for a heartbeat, his hands on her hips, tightening as though he was afraid of losing her. “Are you all right?”
Alea winced. She’d done a number on him.
She smiled at Cooper. “Will you tell him, please?”
A brilliant grin crossed his face. “She can take you. She can take me. We already know she can take Lan. Our girl’s made of strong stuff.”
“Damn, what a woman.” He smacked her ass, making her cry out because every nerve lit up. “You’ll take me when I say. How I say. For as long as I say. Isn’t that right, my pretty sub?”
Why had she ever been afraid of him? Now that she really knew this man, she heard what he meant. You’ll take me, and I’ll take care of you. “Yes, Sir. I’ll take you anyway you want.”
She would try anything with them.
Dane moved behind her, dragging his c**k back out, just keeping the tip in before diving back deep. “Move with me.”
He was letting her off the leash, and she gave him everything she had. She slammed back toward him, fighting to keep him inside, then shifted to start the process again. Over and over, she slammed against him, his c**k pushing up, filling her until she thought she would burst, but she fought for her pleasure, fought for this feeling of oneness with him. She lost herself in the sun and the sand and her men.
She heard Dane groaning as he shifted up and hit that miraculous place deep inside her and sent her flying. Her vision seemed to dim briefly as the orgasm propelled her into a white-hot realm of pleasure.
Dane pulled her body up, her length against his as he groaned and pumped his orgasm into her body. “Our woman.”