N. Walters - Strands of Love

He almost walked away and left Sam and Darian alone, but could not make himself do it. There was too much at stake. Until she was actually gone there was a chance either he or Darian could do something that might make her stay.

Jace leaned back far enough so he could study her face. Her long, black hair was braided, but he wanted to see it, run his fingers through it. He pulled the holder off the end of her hair and unwound it slowly. Her breathing was coming in fast little puffs and her cheeks were flushed.

He finger-combed her hair, loving the sensual slide of the strands. Behind her, Darian reached for the hem of her tunic and eased it up and over her head. Sam raised her arms to help him. The moment her breasts came into view, Jace bent down and captured one pert nipple in his mouth, lapping at the tip with his tongue before sucking deeply.

Sam moaned and her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him closer. Jace’s cock was throbbing, an unending ache that only Sam could satisfy. His balls were tight and hard, a sign he didn’t have long. Yet he ignored the sexual needs pulsing throughout his body, ignored his instinct to take her to the ground and mount her. More than he wanted to claim her, he wanted her pleasure.

Darian cupped her full breasts in his hands and held them up as offerings, and Jace was more than willing to worship them. Back and forth, he sucked and lapped, teased and tasted. Sweet sensual sounds broke from Sam’s parted lips, music more beautiful than the songbirds of the forest.

“Let us love you,” Jace whispered. He left a trail of openmouthed kisses over her collarbone, up her neck all the way to her ear. “Let us have you. Here. Now.” He caught the sensitive lobe of her ear between his teeth and gently tugged.

Sam was lost in a sea of sensual bliss. Darian was behind her, his erection long and thick against her lower back, telling her just how much he wanted her. His big hands cupped her breasts so gently, holding them for his brother to suckle.

And Jace. The way Jace was touching her brought tears to her eyes. Never had any man made her feel so special. The way he kissed her and stroked her body, as though there was no rush, that all he wanted was to make her feel good, was incredibly arousing. It was also breaking her heart.

She’d never forget these two men. These few days would haunt her for the rest of her life.

“I want you naked. I want to fuck you among the wildflowers.” Jace’s words made her moan aloud.

“Yes.” Throwing herself into the moment, Sam reached for Jace. Time was short and she wanted to run her hands over every inch of both men, to learn their bodies, to caress them as they had her. She wanted to memorize every hard, sculpted muscle and line of their chests and torsos.

Sam ran her hands over Jace’s taut abs, loving the way his muscles jumped beneath his skin. She was glad he was bare from the waist up. Saved time. But he was still wearing too much clothing.

She reached for the tie at the front of his pants and the side of her hand brushed the bulge beneath the leather. Jace swore and pushed her hand aside, making quick work of the ties himself. He pushed the leather away and his cock sprang forward, free from its confinement. It was hard and hot and pulsing with life.

Sam wrapped her hand around his shaft, feeling the heat against her palm. She licked her lips, wanting to taste him.

Leaning forward, she ran her tongue across his chest and found it slightly salty with perspiration. She knew Darian was behind her, watching what she was doing to his brother. Sam felt slightly naughty. Who knew she was an exhibitionist? Not that she ever imagined doing something like this in front of anyone else, but with Jace and Darian nothing seemed wrong. Just the opposite. Everything felt very, very right.

Jace’s lean, strong fingers dug into her hair and massaged her scalp. “Samantha.”

She shivered, loving the way her full name sounded coming from him when he was so aroused. His voice was so low, almost guttural.

Slowly, she lowered herself to her knees in front of him and pushed his pants down around his hips to give her better access. He parted his legs slightly, widening his stance, which allowed her to cup his heavy testicles. She rolled the sac between her fingers, loving how firm and heavy it was. So hot and full of life.

He growled her name once again and guided her face closer to his cock. Sam stroked his shaft from root to tip and back again. Jace wasn’t a small man in any way, but rather than intimidate her, his size made her pussy throb. Oh yeah, she wanted a piece of this.

Jace’s fingers threaded through her hair and he pulled her toward him until his cock head brushed against her lips. She parted them and lapped at the slit before circling the tip with her tongue.

“No more teasing.” He pushed inward and she took him into her mouth. She kept a grip on the base of his cock so he couldn’t go too deep, too fast.

His taste—a combination of heat, musk and saltiness—exploded in her mouth. She moaned and the vibration went through his shaft. Jace’s fingers tightened in her hair and he groaned.

Sam pulled back until only the tip of his cock was in her mouth. She circled the head, dragging her tongue over the thick ridge, before plunging her mouth back down and taking as much of him as she could.

Behind her, Darian swore. She felt him kneel behind her and then his hands were at her waist, opening her pants. Darian shoved the fabric down her thighs and it pooled at her knees. Hot, large hands stroked her stomach before dipping between her thighs and finding her hot core.

Sam cried out as Darian pushed two thick fingers inside her. “I want to fuck you while you suck Jace’s cock.” His breath was hot against her neck and a need unlike any she’d ever felt overtook her. She wanted that too. She wanted Darian’s hard cock powering in and out of her while she sucked Jace’s cock. She nodded, unable to speak.

Jace pulled his shaft away and Sam found herself pulled upright. Her pants fell to her ankles and Darian wasted no time yanking the garment and her boots away while Jace held her steady.

Probably less than a minute passed before Sam found herself back in the same position on her knees with Jace’s cock in her mouth. She pumped his cock, squeezing his hard length, using her mouth and hand in tandem to pleasure him.

Darian knelt behind her, his bigger body surrounding her. “Spread your legs.”

Sam did as he asked and inhaled deeply when she felt the nudge of his cock head against her slick opening. The air was thick with the perfume of musk and arousal and the sweet scent of wildflowers. The cool air brushed over her skin like a lover’s caress in perfect counterpoint to the heat generated by the two brothers. Every inch of her skin felt alive and sensitive. Even her scalp tingled.

Darian wrapped his arm around her waist and held her as he pushed into her, filling her, stretching her.

Jace caught her head between his large hands and fed her more of his cock. And she took him, swallowing hard against the head. He groaned and began to rock his hips, pushing his cock as far as it would go on each thrust.

Sam was completely surrounded by them. Darian started to fuck her, slowly at first, but his movements quickly grew faster. One of his hands slid downward until he found her swollen clit. He stroked the sensitive bud and she cried out, the sound muffled by Jace’s thick cock powering in and out of her mouth.

Darian cupped one of her breasts, teasing the nipple, tugging lightly, even as he continued to stroke her clit. His movements grew jerky and his cock swelled within her.

Sam cupped Jace’s balls and squeezed gently. He seemed to grow even larger as he thrust into her mouth. The hand she had wrapped around the base of his shaft helped her control the depth of his trusts. It also allowed her to feel his cock hardening and she knew he was close to finding release.