“No, I don’t want to leave. I want this, Caleb. I want to at least give it a try with you and Damon. Or until you get fed up with me.”
This had Damon’s full attention. Turning back to look at her, he shook his head. “We’ll never get fed up with you.” It was taking all of his control not to tell her how much he loved her, and scare her off.
“I know I’m not anything special. I’ve never been wanted before in my life. I know I can be a giant pain in the ass.”
Caleb growled. “Have you been told this before?”
“Yes. It seems I was a burden to everyone. No one wanted me to be born. It’s fine. I know I was a big mistake, and that people have been trying to get rid of me. It’s fine.”
And there he saw the problem.
Opal was used to being pushed aside. To not being wanted. Was that why she left the city? So they didn’t get rid of her, and she didn’t have to feel that rejection again? They may have lost everything, but before the accident, their family had been perfect. Damon couldn’t image coming from a family that never really wanted him to be born. It could break a man. It had broken Opal.
Damon felt like an asshole. He’d ran because he thought she was like other women, too fickle to commit. She wasn’t like other women at all. Opal didn’t know what it was like to be wanted, to be loved unconditionally.
“You’re not unwanted, Opal. Anyone who told you that bullshit in the past is an asshole.” Caleb moved between her thighs so they were both looking down at her.
Damon’s heart pounded as he saw the tears shining in her eyes. He wanted to hurt every single fucking person who put that look there. This was why he didn’t want to be part of society. Too many people had too much fucking power in hurting others, and he was over it.
There was no way he’d ever let anyone hurt their woman again.
“You’re our woman, Opal. We’ll protect you, care for you, and we’ll give you everything your heart desires. All you’ve got to do is give us a chance to prove it. We’re not like other people, and I promise you, we won’t break your heart,” Caleb said.
Once again, Damon and his brother were on the exact same page.
Chapter Six
Opal couldn’t believe this was happening, that she’d had the nerve to give in to both brothers. It was impossible to say no to either of them. When they’d enveloped her by the fire, closing in on her with their rock-hard bodies, she was ready to commit—body and soul. She knew whatever they offered would be memorable, but not this damn good.
Damon’s eager mouth had devoured her pussy, bringing her hurtling to the best orgasm of her life. When she’d pleasured herself in the past, it had always been a lackluster release of pressure, nothing more. With Damon suckling her clit and Caleb worshiping her tits, it had been too much. She exploded against Damon’s tongue, her orgasm rocking every cell in her body.
Caleb looked down at her, his dark eyes hungry and intense. “I can’t do this,” he said. He stood up, then leaned down to effortlessly hoist her into his arms. His strength shocked her. “Your first time is going to be in a proper bed.”
He carried her into his room. It was dim and smelled like his cologne. Damon followed behind them.
Caleb laid her down on his quilt, standing at the side of the bed. He raked his gaze over her nude body, the light from the fire outside the room giving enough light to see even her most intimate parts. A wave of insecurity washed over her. As she attempted to cover herself with the corner of the blanket, Caleb shook his head.
“I’m not sure why such a pretty thing like you is still a virgin, but I’m not complaining,” said Caleb. “I don’t take this honor lightly.”
He braced one knee on the bed, the mattress creaking. When he ran the backs of his fingers along the outside edge of her breast, she shivered. Her pussy still tingled from Damon’s attention, but her nerves of going all the way—with two men—stole some of her inhibitions.
“Relax, sweetheart.” Damon sat at the head of the bed. “Caleb will take good care of you.” It still shocked her that no jealousy existed between the two brothers. They must have a strong bond, something she knew nothing about. It relaxed her somewhat, gave her a sense of peace.
“Nothing to be afraid of,” said Caleb. “Your body was made for fucking.” He crawled over her body, his hard muscles flexing as he positioned himself above her. Caleb leaned down and kissed her on the lips, a gentle brush.
When he parted her thighs, his fingers circling her sensitive clit, she closed her eyes. These new experiences were addicting.
“I just love her tits,” said Damon. “Big and juicy. I’ll never get enough.”
“Well, she’s ours,” said Caleb.
Opal may not admit it, but their possessiveness, their claim of ownership of her gave her a thrill every single time. Being wanted was a beautiful feeling, something she’d sought all her life. There was no way she’d walk away from this. She just hoped she hadn’t pegged the brothers wrong—her heart couldn’t take it.
Damon gave her breast a squeeze. She’d always felt her huge chest was a hindrance, making her look fat and sloppy, but both men seemed enthralled by her plus-sized figure. It gave her confidence a much-needed spike. There really must be someone out there for everyone, as the old saying went.
“I’m going to go real slow. For tonight,” said Caleb. His finger slipped inside her pussy. She was so slick, there was no resistance. Then he added another, finger fucking her with two fingers. He was rough and gentle at the same time. “She’s nice and tight, Damon. She’ll feel like heaven around my cock.”
“I don’t think we’ve ever had a virgin, have we?”
“She’ll be our first,” said Caleb.
Heat built in her pussy, rising to fill her entire lower stomach. She felt so surrounded, so wanted.
“How’s that feel, sweetheart?” asked Caleb.
She licked her lips in order to speak. “I like it.”
He frowned. “I’m not trying hard enough, then. I want you to love it, want you begging me not to stop.”
Opal swore she’d orgasm again and they hadn’t really started. His shoulders were corded with muscle and she couldn’t keep her hands to herself. Every time she touched him, he reacted, giving her a sense of power. The same he wanted over her.
He removed his fingers and replaced them with the smooth head of his cock. She gasped, uncertainty making her nerves flare. Damon made a hushing sound in her ear, before suckling her erogenous zone.
Caleb swirled his thick cockhead around her overflow of moisture, then pressed in an inch. Opal gasped, her nails raking his back.
“Easy, baby. I’m not going to hurt you.” Caleb stopped dead, giving her a kiss to make her forget her worries. His short beard rubbed her cheek, reminding her of his virility. His dick throbbed inside her, hard and swollen, and she knew he was holding back for her sake. It felt amazing that he put her first, cared about her experience.
“Keep going,” said Damon. “Just go slow.”
She knew Damon was pent up and eager for his turn. It excited her, made her feel desirable. His older brother complied, pushing in bit by bit. She held her breath as her body adjusted to his size. She felt so full, so completely claimed.