He’d finally come home.
“Noah?” Hope looked up at him, her brown eyes sympathetic.
“I love you.” It felt so good to say the words. They felt right.
He’d said them before, but he’d been a silly child. He’d been searching for something, and he’d said the words in the hopes that he could find it. The words weren’t a road map, but a destination. Hope had always been his destination, the end to his searching and the beginning of his life as a man. The boy who had fought and clawed in a fit of jealousy and self-absorption had to go. Noah had to be a man because he was going to be a husband. Hope’s husband. His brother’s partner.
He could never, never let them down.
“I love you so much, Hope. You’re going to marry Jamie, but I’m going to be your husband, too. I’m going to love you until the day I die and long after that.”
Tears pooled in her eyes. “And I’ll be wife to you both. Oh, I’ll be the best wife, Noah. James, I’ll try with everything I have. I’ll give this marriage and this ranch everything I have.”
“Baby,” James said, his arms hugging her from behind. “Noah and I are going to take such good care of you. We won’t ever let you down.”
Never again. He wouldn’t let either one of them down ever again.
Noah tilted her chin up and took her mouth, molding his lips to hers. So soft. He sank his hands into her hair and let his tongue surge inside. Hope’s mouth opened beneath his, her tongue dancing. He kissed her over and over, reveling in the feeling. He loved the little sounds, her gasps and moans. His cock was practically begging to be released, but he wanted this to last. This was the first time. Oh, he’d had her before, but this was the first time they were complete.
And there were several things he wanted from his wife-to-be.
He delved into her mouth one last time before reluctantly letting her go. James’s hands were on her breasts, cupping her, his fingers playing with her nipples. They were swollen red berries as James pinched and pulled at them. Noah had the sudden urge to taste them.
“Her tits are so beautiful,” James said, his hands offering them up.
Noah took the bait, not for a second willing to let the chance get by. He dropped to his knees in front of her and leaned forward. Her nipple lengthened as though there were a magnet between her breasts and Noah’s mouth. Noah licked at it, brushing the areola with his tongue. He flicked at the hard bud and was rewarded by Hope’s moans as she struggled against James’s hold.
“You be still, baby. Noah wants a treat. You’re our treat, and you’re going to let us have you.” James’s arms were a cage holding her still for Noah’s delectation.
God, it was good to have a partner again. Noah gave in and gave Hope what she wanted. He pulled her nipple into his mouth and sucked. He tugged at the nipple, laving it with his affection before letting it go and starting the process all over again with her other breast. He could smell her cunt, a soft, tangy scent that had his cock aching. He sucked on her nipple and let his hand find her pussy. Sure enough, she was slick and wet, her folds swollen and wanting. He ran his hand across her labia, skimming her clit.
“Noah, please, please.” She was still in James’s arms, but her voice was shaking.
“Nasty old Noah is giving you a hard time, baby.” James chuckled against her neck. “Let me make it worse.”
His brother’s hand slipped down her torso, joining his own. James’s fingers caught her clit, and Noah knew just what to do. He pressed the petals of her pussy apart and slipped two fingers up her cunt.
“Oh, oh,” Hope cried out. She tried to move, but James held her torso, and Noah wrapped his free hand around her waist. There was nowhere to go, no relief from their torment until they decided to release her. Hope was trapped, and that was where Noah wanted her to be.
“Give it to her, brother. We’re going to make her come all night long. Now’s as good a time to start as any,” James vowed.
Noah worked his fingers up, hooking high into her cunt, seeking that magic place that would make her go off like a rocket. The muscles of her pussy gripped him, fighting his fingers. He slid in and out, fucking her with his fingers as James milked her clit.
Hope’s whole body shook as she came. A delicious rush of cream coated Noah’s fingers.
“What do you say, Hope? What do you tell your men after they give you an orgasm?” James asked.
“Thank you.” Her voice was sweet and a little dreamy, her eyes soft and languid.
Noah reluctantly allowed his hand to slip from her pussy. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them inside. She tasted so fucking good. He loved her scent and the tangy cream that coated her sex. He licked off every inch of her arousal, reveling in her taste.
“We need to get her ready.” James’s voice sounded guttural. “I’m going to work on her ass. You need to try her mouth. Oh, she’s got the sweetest mouth.”
That sounded just about perfect to Noah. His brother was practically reading his mind. “On your knees, darlin’. James is going to get your ass ready. We’re going to take you together.”
As it should be.
He took her hand and helped ease her onto the floor. Her body seemed soft, and now that she’d had an orgasm, she complied without a single complaint or worry. She got to her knees, her head coming up and those eyes looking at him. He felt twelve feet tall when she looked at him.
“Take my cock out, darlin’.” He could barely breathe thinking about her mouth on his cock. She stared up at him, her lips turning up slightly in a sweet siren smile.
Her hands came up, and with only the slightest of trembles, she undid the fly of his jeans.
He was going to die. He forced himself to stand there, to not shove his jeans down and his cock in. Her mouth was a masterpiece. Soft, pillowy lips. That pink tongue that darted in and out. He couldn’t wait to feel it on his cock.
James picked up the lube from the nightstand. “I really should make you do this, but I got a blow job earlier.”
“You’re a damn good brother, man.” He was the best. He always had been. And James had always known how to share.
“You remember that when her mouth is around your cock. Our woman is damn fine at sucking a cock.”
“I have had practice.” She looked up at him, a little gleam in her eye. As though she’d realized what she’d said, she flushed and her eyes turned down.
He was not having that. “Give her two, Jamie.”
Two loud smacks cracked through the air as his brother delivered the punishment.
Hope shrieked a little, letting Noah know James hadn’t held back. “What was that for?”
“We’re going to spank the guilt out of you, darlin’. I loved you joking about it. I did. It made me smile. Trust me, you’ll hear me and Jamie joke about the dipshit things we used to do twenty times a day. I will not have you be ashamed of your past. I love you for it.”
“But, Noah—” she began.
“No. No buts. I hate what you went through, but it brought you to us. It made you the amazing woman you are. I won’t allow you to be ashamed.”
“Not for a minute,” James said, his hands caressing her cheeks. “We’re proud of you.”
She bit at her lip before her hands came back up, and she started on his zipper, slowly dragging it down, making Noah crazy. His cock pulsed, desperate to be released. He shivered a bit as she pulled down his boxers and his cock finally sprang free. He hissed because his cock was so hard, he could pound nails.
He watched as James gently began to work her ass. Her shoulders shook a bit even as she took his cock in hand.
“Tell me how it feels,” Noah demanded. Her hand gripped his dick gently as she moved, her breasts bouncing as James worked behind her.
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