Sophie Oak - Pure Bliss

“Spread your legs.” Noah growled the command.

When his voice rumbled deep from his chest, everything feminine inside her tightened.

“Not a chance, brother,” James said, coming out of the bathroom, drying his hands. “It’s my turn.”

Noah’s eyes narrowed. “Fine. Spread your legs and let Jamie taste that pussy of yours.”

“Damn straight. I’m going to look at it first.” James stood at the foot of the bed. He’d shed his clothes, and he looked like a Greek god staring down at her.

She was big, her stomach curved, and her breasts too large. She had stretch marks and imperfections, but she forgot about them all because James’s eyes were eating her up. His cock stood at full attention. Thick and hard, its length reaching up almost to his navel. Her nipples tightened, and despite the orgasm they’d given her earlier, her pussy felt empty. She was practically twitching like a cat in heat, desperate for them.

She spread her legs, watching James down the length of her body. Noah lay down beside her, his head close to hers.

“I love the way you taste. You spread those legs and let Jamie feast on you. When he’s had his fill, we’re going to pack you full of cock. We’re going to fill you up and make you come until you can’t anymore.” Noah’s fingers flitted across her breasts.

James put a hand on either ankle and pressed her legs far apart, her pussy on full display. He climbed between her legs and stared down. He pulled apart the lips of her pussy, his thumb sliding inside. He skimmed around, avoiding her clit.

Noah kissed her, his tongue coming out to trace the curve of her lips. She felt drugged as James got on his belly and pressed his nose into her pussy, breathing deep and groaning with pleasure.

“I love the way you smell.” James kissed her clit, a light little tap that got her hot and bothered and begging for more. “Is all this cream for me?”

He pinched at her clit when she didn’t answer immediately. The sharp little pain bloomed into something more, and she responded as quickly as she could. “Yes, James. It’s for you and Noah.”

“That’s right,” he said with a sigh. “It’s all for me and Noah. No one else.”

“No one else.” She let them have their way. There would be no one else besides them, and there had been no one who had truly mattered before. Anyone who had come before had been a means to an end. Even Christian had merely been a safe harbor, a port in the storm that had been her childhood. She loved these men. These men owned her heart and soul, and no matter what happened, she would never be apart from them. Death could come and would someday, but these men and their love would abide inside her until she joined them again.

“Hope, are you all right?” Noah looked down at her, his face grave. His hand came up to whisk away the tears on her cheeks.

All right? She’d never been all right. Not once in her life. But now she was better. She had finally found her place. “I love you.”

He nodded. “I love you, too. So fucking much.”

He kissed her, their lips meeting with passion and promise.

“Hey, don’t you fucking leave me out.” James climbed up her body and took her mouth. She loved his weight pinning her to the bed, her taste on his mouth. “I love you, Hope. I love you, wife.”

James Glen was going to be her husband. James, the gorgeous, heroic cowboy of her dreams, and he came with an amazing brother who would share her love. They could share it easily because in that moment, Hope realized her love had no limit. It would simply grow, like a tree unfurling its branches and reaching for the sun. Her love was boundless. It would include their children, their friends and neighbors, the great and beautiful family she’d found in Bliss.

“You’re going to ride me, baby,” James said, turning on the bed, hauling her with him. His hands were on her hips, guiding her where he wanted her to be. At some point in time, he’d slipped a condom over his cock, and now he took himself in hand, pumping a couple of times before guiding himself to the lips of her pussy. “When you’re ready and we have you right and properly married, I’m not going to wear this, Hope. I want to see you pregnant. I want our kids to run across this ranch like the little wild boys Noah and I were.”

She wanted that, too. So badly. Boys like James and Noah. Girls who loved books and music and riding horses. Children were a promise, an outward sign of inward passion. She prayed as she lowered herself on James’s thick cock that she would be as good a mother as theirs had been, that she would teach her children to love as James and Noah had learned and then taught her.

She sighed as James filled her pussy. She balanced herself, her hands on the hard muscles of his chest. He was so beautiful, and somehow he’d chosen her. Noah had chosen her. Somehow, someway, she was worthy. She’d made mistakes and screwed up and fought her way back, and they were her reward.

“You feel so good, baby,” James groaned, pulling her close. His hands moved across her skin, and she felt Noah moving in behind her.

“Spread her cheeks for me, brother. Help me make her ours,” Noah said.

She let her head find James’s chest, reveling in the strong beat of his heart. She sighed and gave over to them as James spread the cheeks of her ass, and Noah dribbled lube onto her anus. He pressed a finger in, but she was ready for that. James had stretched her, his fingers making her burn and long for the time when a cock split her open and claimed her.

“It’s going to be all right, darlin’.” Noah’s soft Western accent soothed her as his fingers stretched and opened her asshole.

“I know, Noah. It’s going to be perfect. Take me. Take me, I’m yours.” Forever and always, she would be theirs.

He groaned behind her, and she felt something far bigger than a finger at the rim of her anus. Noah pressed in, and she whimpered. It burned, but she flattened herself against James and pressed out, trying to welcome him inside. James’s cock throbbed, lighting up her pussy, but she was empty without Noah. Incomplete. Slowly, inch by delectable inch, Noah worked his cock inside.

Stretched. She was split and laid bare, no part of her unexposed, and it was all right because these were her men.

Noah moaned as he finally slid in, and she could feel his balls against the cheeks of her ass. She was full. She was full of them.

“We ride, brother,” James said, his hands tightening on her hips.

“Yes, oh fuck, yes, we ride.”

And they were off, pulling and pushing her between them, the pleasure and pain mixing until she couldn’t discern one from the other. Every second was a new sensation. Blinding emotions swamped her. She felt them in her pussy, her ass, her fucking heart. They filled and claimed each inch of her including the soul she would have sworn she’d lost so long ago. It had merely hidden, and now it roared to life, and it was theirs.

Hope rode the wave. She bucked and thrashed and fought for every moment with them. She ground herself against James and then pushed her ass back to accommodate Noah. Something dark and forbidden flared inside her ass, sparking with dangerous pleasure, and she welcomed it. She thrust herself back and forth, taking each of her men until the orgasm swelled, and she screamed as it overtook her.

She felt James swell inside her, and his gorgeous face contorted as he came. Soon, she thought, soon she would have his cum inside her. She wouldn’t wait. She wanted their babies in her belly, filling her up and swelling her with their love. Noah shouted behind her and spasmed as he gave up his seed, driving deep and releasing inside her.

Hope fell forward, Noah right behind her. Sweat made a sticky, lovely glue that bound them together. Later, she knew, they would shower and wash each other, loving hands cleaning her body, but in the moment, she wanted the bond that held them together.