The other shirt she wore was pulled up over her head and tossed to the ground with the other. The bra she wore was gross, but she had to keep her breasts secure otherwise they bounced, and drew way more attention than she liked.
Feeling a little bold, she lifted up Damon’s shirt and tugged it over his head. Seconds ago he’d been cold, whereas now, he was so warm. His hard muscles were pleasing to her eyes, all defined from old-fashioned hard work. Their sheer strength made her feel safe and protected.
Why run when they made you an offer you don’t want to refuse?
Even her own protests sounded stupid to her ears. She wanted both men, and they were offering themselves up to her. It was a dream come true.
With the flick of the catch, her bra followed her shirts on the floor.
She stood before them now with her breasts completely bare. A moment of vulnerability kept her frozen in place. They could touch, look, do anything. Were they impressed with what they saw or was she too big for them to handle?
Damon pulled back a little. His hands resting just above Caleb’s on her waist, and the heat in his eyes made the answer clear.
No one had looked at her like that.
He looked like he wanted to eat her.
Relief cascaded through her just knowing he accepted her body as it was. She’d never be thin, and for once in her life, she wanted to be loved for her own body, explosive curves and all.
Caleb’s hands moved higher, and she gasped as he cupped her tits, offering them up to his brother. “I think she’d like us to have a taste.”
Damon didn’t complain. Leaning forward, he took one of her nipples into his mouth, and pleasure shot straight through to her core. It was oddly titillating that two men could share her so naturally, no competition, no awkwardness.
It was instant, hot, and she couldn’t help but moan. He sucked hard on the tight bud, and while he teased one, Caleb pinched the other. There were hands and lips everywhere.
Leaning back against Caleb, she took his support. Damon placed his hand across the top of her breast, holding it in place as he licked and sucked at her tit.
She pressed her thighs together, feeling the heat begin to burn brighter than anything else she’d ever felt. Opal gasped for air, feeling like she was coming undone.
“I bet he’s hard as a rock for you right now. You’ve never been with a man before, baby, and you’re going to be in for a right treat. You see, not all men like to take their time. Damon and me, we’ll be taking our sweet time with you—get to know what makes you moan, what drives you to want to fuck.” Caleb kissed her neck, licking across her pulse as he continued to hold her tits up like an offering to his brother. “We’ll show you to heaven and back. Treat you like a queen, because to us, that is exactly what you are.”
Damon kissed across her chest, going to her other breast. His hands went to her sweatpants, and he began to jerk them with force down her hips. She didn’t mind.
Closing her eyes, she felt Caleb’s breath across the back of her neck.
You’re with two men.
She didn’t care. She wanted this more than anything else.
Damon moved down her body, his massive frame lowering in front of her as he slipped her pants off each foot. She tentatively smoothed her hands over his shoulders, along the corded muscle, then combed her fingers into his thick hair. He looked up at her with adoration in his eyes, and she swore she fell a little more in love.
As he stood back up, his fingers skimmed along her thighs. He got rid of her panties with a simple yank. She bit her lip from the sharp streak the thin material left behind. These men were rough and unforgiving. She was in for a wild ride.
Heat flooded her pussy, and she didn’t want to stop. Never wanted this to end.
Whatever they were offering, she’d take it.
The past week had been amazing, and the truth was, she didn’t want to leave. All of her life she’d been made to feel like a nobody. These brothers made her feel alive for the first time. Now she had a feeling she’d never want to leave.
****
Caleb adored her softness. She was a complete contrast to their hard muscle. Opal was all curves, and pure woman. Her tits were huge, her hips rounded, and her stomach soft. Her body could take a hard fuck, but before either of them could show her how good a nice hard fuck could be, they had to prepare her. Opal was a little virgin, so they had to bide their time.
The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt her, or for her to not want to be with them.
He intended to get her addicted to them, just as they’d grown addicted to her.
It almost made him smile at the thought of her leaving. Did she really, for a second, think he’d ever allow that to happen? Her trek into the woods was a one-way trip. She belonged to them, and now they’d make it official—marking her, claiming her, breeding her.
When Damon stood up after stripping her naked, Caleb saw the heat and the love in his brother’s eyes. Opal was the right woman for them, and he’d told her the truth. They weren’t just after any woman. They wanted the right woman. The woman that would crave this life, love the both of them, and give them children.
The last thing he wanted was someone selfish.
Opal wasn’t selfish.
It wasn’t hard to see that she’d been deeply hurt in the past, and that made it hard for her to trust. That was fine, though. He was going to make her forget everything.
“I want to taste her,” Damon said.
The fire was set, and there was plenty of room in front of it. Helping Opal to the floor atop a large bear pelt rug, he quickly removed his clothes. Caleb wanted to be naked and ready.
She watched them in silence. For now, she tried to cover her body, but in time, he intended for her to let them see every single inch of her. She was a beauty, and he didn’t mind spending the rest of his life showing her how fucking sexy she actually was.
Once they were both naked, Caleb gripped his erection. He was long and thick. They had good DNA, both blessed with above average cocks.
As he wrapped his fingers around the length, Opal watched every move. He wondered if it was her first time seeing a man naked. They would certainly be her last. She licked her lips, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
The sensuality was there, burning inside her. He’d teach her how to unleash her desires, to ask for what she wanted.
All she needed were the right men, and he and Damon were the right men.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said. “I might be no good.”
“That’s not possible,” he said, reaching out to stroke her cheek. “We can show you everything. Just trust us. You won’t be sorry.”
“If you don’t like anything we’re doing to you, just say,” Damon said. “We’ll stop.”
“I know. I do trust you. I know you both won’t hurt me.”
Caleb saw the trust in her eyes, but he wouldn’t allow himself to think anything more of it. Trust was one thing, but he wanted her love.
He wondered why she denied them at first.
Why she tried to run back to the city?
Whatever the answer, he’d find out, and he’d prove to her that leaving them would be a big mistake.
They were large, hardened men, but they were capable of love. In fact, he knew without a doubt.
“Are you ready?” Damon asked.
“Yes.”