Caleb sat back and watched as Damon pressed her back against the floor, making her lie down. He saw her nerves showing through, so he moved to her side. Caleb had a great view of Opal’s pleasure.
He didn’t have a problem with watching. In fact, he loved to see his woman come apart, especially as he knew it was also taking care of his brother. Since their parents died, they’d only had each other. Caleb committed himself to Damon, and his brother’s happiness meant everything to him.
Damon spread her thighs wide at the knees, then caressed the lips of her pussy. She shivered, her fingers combing into the bear rug on either side of her. Caleb saw her sweet clit, swollen and ripe.
“Look at that sweet pussy,” Damon said. “You’re so wet, baby. So wet, so perfect.”
“Taste her, Damon. How does she taste?”
Opal moaned, arching up, whimpering as Damon sucked her clit into his mouth. Reaching out, he cupped one of her breasts, pinching the nipple. His cock was so hard it ached, but he ignored that, focusing on Opal and making her first time memorable.
While Damon ravished her pussy, Caleb cupped her face, titling her head to look at him. She was such a beautiful woman. Sweet innocence.
He knew he was falling for her already, and it didn’t matter how many times he tried to fight it, she’d gotten under his skin.
Running his thumb across her lips, he couldn’t wait to see them wrapped around his cock. Tonight was about her, though. They were going to take her to a heights she’d never even dreamed of, and then keep her there.
Leaning forward, he took possession of her lips, and felt her moan. He flicked his tongue across her mouth, and she opened up. Plunging inside her, he felt her tongue press against his, and he closed his eyes, becoming lost to the moment.
She wasn’t fighting either of them.
The entire room was thick with desire, the pleasure intense.
Wrapping his fingers around his dick, he stroked himself in an effort to ease the ache, but it didn’t work.
Opal was like fire in his arms, and he wanted her.
Pulling away from the kiss, he stared into her eyes. “Have no doubt, Opal, we want you. How does she taste, Damon?”
“So fucking sweet. So ready. She’s wet for us, Caleb. She wants us.”
And he wanted her.
“Have you done any of this with other men, Opal?” asked Caleb, a new level of possessiveness taking him by surprise.
“No. I’ve never had a boyfriend.”
“Good girl.” He took a nipple into his mouth, teasing the other, and she cried out both of their names. They drove her closer and closer toward orgasm. Neither of them let up, wanting her to come. It would be easier for her later if her body was well prepared.
He loved her softness and the fact no other man had ever been with her.
She was all theirs.
His and Damon’s.
To love, to fuck, to breed.
Shit, just the thought of her swollen with their kid was enough to make him ache for more, dream of forever.
He couldn’t get over how perfect she was, for the both of them.
For the rest of their lives.
****
Opal’s pussy tasted like sweet peaches. Damon felt like a greedy bastard as he didn’t want to share. Why should he have to? Well, he would.
He should have known Caleb wouldn’t let her go that easily. They’d seen the way she looked at both of them. After witnessing the yearning in her eyes, he wondered why she wouldn’t take a chance to stay with them. They weren’t bad men, nor would they ever harm her.
Damon knew he’d already fallen in love with her, but he’d spent so much time getting to know her. He’d made her laugh, and seen her through pain. He’d even heard her orgasm in the bathroom, and even though it hadn’t been by his own hand or his brother’s, he’d still found it sexy to hear. For over a decade, he’d been living in suspended animation, craving love and family. He’d started to lose hope, then Opal appeared as their saving grace.
Damon took his time, spreading the lips of her pussy to get a better look. Her little cunt was pink and swollen, her thick thighs opened wide. Opal had a light patch of pubic hair, all natural. He couldn’t stand the modern women who waxed everything off to look like a pre-teen. Opal was perfection. He sucked on her clit, sliding down to tease against her entrance, but he didn’t penetrate her.
No, that pleasure would be on one of their cocks, claiming her as their own. He was excited at the prospect of having her in his bed.
Resting one of his hands on her stomach, he looked up to find his brother watching them. They both wanted to fuck her, to breed her. To get her swollen with their heir.
His cock ached, pre-cum already leaking out of the tip.
He needed to get himself under control, otherwise he was going to blow his load, and he wasn’t about to spoil her first time.
Caleb was older than him. He had way more patience, and Damon knew that it would be Caleb to take her virginity. There was no way he’d even make it enjoyable, whereas Caleb would be able to hold himself back, to give her time.
Sucking her clit into his mouth, he used his teeth to create enough pressure to cause a little pain, but combined with the pleasure, it would take her to new heights.
She screamed their names, and the sounds echoed off the walls—sweet music to his ears.
He was tired of waiting.
Flicking his tongue back and forth, he drew her orgasm to the peak, and this time, he thrust her over the edge, loving her release as she came with abandon. There was no control inside her. Her body convulsed, her pussy spasming against his mouth. It was beautiful to see their woman completely vulnerable, trusting them in the most intimate way.
He took his time, and only when she couldn’t handle his touch anymore, did he finally pull away.
Licking his lips, he relished her taste, knowing that he was going to love her pussy many more times.
“That was amazing,” she said. Her hand went to her face, then stroked down her body as if calming the burn inside her. “I wasn’t expecting it to feel that good.”
“Do you want us to stop?” Damon asked. “Or would you like Caleb to take this sweet pussy? To make you ours?”
“There’s no going back once you take my cock,” said Caleb. “This. You and us. It’ll be a done deal.”
“Yes, yes, I want it,” Opal said.
He stared at his brother, seeing Caleb’s eyes flare.
Damon shook his head, hoping his brother saw that he didn’t have the control to take her. He knew that Caleb wanted him to be the first, but Damon couldn’t do it. Moving from between her legs, he climbed up toward her head, taking her lips.
“You’ve given me the sweetest gift letting me taste your pussy.” He took possession of her lips. “Thank you.”
Opal held onto the back of his head, pulling him down. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as Caleb moved between her thighs.
Caleb stroked her pussy, making her cry out as he teased her sensitized clit.
“Are you sure?” Caleb asked. “Do you want this? You wanted to leave just a while ago.”
Damon glared at his brother. This wasn’t what he wanted.
When he’d come home, he’d seen the look in Opal’s eyes. She didn’t want to go. He didn’t understand why she’d try to leave, but he also didn’t want to make it easy for her to go. He loved her, dammit, and the last thing he wanted was for her to leave.