HUGE X3: A MFMM Menage Stepbrother Romance Read Online Free Page B

of a
kiss.   It’s so soft I find myself falling
forward when I seek more pressure and he has already pulled away.
    “Easy,” he says as though he’s trying to calm a
frightened animal rather than an overeager sex-starved woman.
    Jason steps forward and takes over from Austin,
stroking my curls and pressing kisses to my jaw.   When he looks into my eyes, I think I see
something darker there than his brothers.   His hand grips me tightly on my hips, his lips press harder.
    I feel Austin’s hand on my arm, stroking my skin
gently, waking all the nerves there so I shiver.   He slips behind me and presses his body
against me.   When he lifts my hair and kisses
my neck I have to press my legs together to ease the rush of arousal
there.  
    “Close your eyes,” Jason whispers.   I gaze at him for a moment, wondering if I
can do that.   Can I let myself go that
much?
    “It’s okay.” Austin’s voice behind me is equally
soothing.
    I nod and do as they ask.   It’s strange to stand in darkness with two
virtual strangers so close to me.   Now
I’ve agreed to this, I don’t feel as though it would be okay to open them.  
    “Tell us what you want,” Jason says close to my ear,
taking the soft flesh of my lobe between his teeth and nibbling gently.
    “You,” I say.   “Both of you.”
    “How?”   It’s
Austin who wants to know.
    “Together,” I say.  
    “How?”
    “Just…” I don’t know how to describe what I want.   It’s all there in my mind but I’ve never told
anyone.   I’ve never verbalized any of it,
and to do so feels so strange.
    “Not ‘just’,” Jason says.   “’Just’ is a cop out.   ‘Just’ isn’t want you want.   Tell us your fantasy, Katelin.   We can make it real.”
    In the darkness behind my eyelids, his words are like
poetry.   Like dripping liquid chocolate,
like sweet music.   Just those words of
his are half my fantasy.   To have two men
want to make my desires real is almost too much.
    “Tell us,” Austin urges. His hands rest at my waist
and I feel the hardness of his cock press against me.   It’s a reminder of what I have on offer and
it makes me greedy, feverish, desperate enough to tell them.
    “Blindfold me.”
    “Yes,” they say in unison, the excitement in their
voices so evident I want to smile.
    “Hold me down.”
    “Yes.”
    “Take turns,” I say, flushing from head to foot.
    “Oh, baby.   We
intend to,” Jason says.
    “Tell each other what to do, so I can hear.”
    “You want us to whisper dirty things,” Austin says
from behind me.
    “Yes.”
    “And do dirty things,” Jason adds, pressing his lips
to the hollow of my throat.
    “Yes.”
    “How dirty, baby?” Austin’s voice is so thick with
longing that I barely hear the words.
    “Dirty.”
    “Fuck.” Jason growls the word, kissing me hard on the
mouth.   With my eyes closed it’s a pretty
overwhelming experience. Then he’s gone.
    “Keep your eyes closed,” Austin says.   His hand travels up my front, stopping just
under my breasts.   His breath on my neck
is hot and fast and his chest presses against me with each inhale.   Oh god, I want to open my eyes to see what’s
going on but I can’t.   I don’t want to
spoil the moment.   Not for anything.   This is my once in a lifetime chance.   This is my moment to know what it’s really
like to let go, to hand over all control, to ask for what I want and hopefully
to be given what I need.
    I feel like a kid at Christmas who can see that the
gift they are about to unwrap might just be the thing they’ve been hoping for for
months.
    I hear Jason opening a door; the closet, maybe.   I’m trembling with anticipation.   I’m so turned on I feel faint and weak at the
knees.   If Austin wasn’t holding me I’d
need to reach for some furniture to prop me up or bend over and rest my hands
on my knees like I do after a really long run.
    Jason’s moving again and so are Austin’s hands,
cupping my