Belonging to the Steer Brothers

Nothing like thinking she was a whore or a slut in this moment and ruining the mood. She wouldn’t be able to do this for any other man. This was David and Paul, and she’d loved them for the longest time.

“Yes, I’ve always wanted you,” she admitted as the finger went from pressing against her to moving the panties out of the way. For the first time she had skin to skin contact on her pu**y. Not her own touch but the touch of the men she loved. She cried out.  The invading finger made direct contact on her swollen unused clit.

“Easy, baby,” David muttered at her ear. His hands holding her with her back pressed to the front of his body, his arousal was hard to ignore as it pulsed at the base of her back where his c**k lay.

“So hot and wet. She’s burning my fingers, David.” She heard the wonder in Paul’s voice, and pride went through her as he enjoyed her body.

“Anna, honey, are you a virgin?” Paul asked her pulling her out of her arousal as the question permeated her brain.

“What?” she asked.

“Have you had a man before?”

Would he stop if she hadn’t? No other man had appealed to her, not like these two. Should she lie? Anna couldn’t bear the thought of them stopping. Her body was alight and all because of the magic they wielded.

She shook her head. “No, I’ve never had a man before,” she told him honestly. She would go into this relationship with trust and absolute honesty.

Anna watched as Paul gazed at David and then back at her.

Was this the moment where they left her alone and unsatisfied? Kick her out of their home for good?

“Bedroom,” Paul growled moving away to follow.

“What? Why?” Anna asked confused.

“I’m not taking you on your first time in the sitting room. Your first time should be in bed. My bed,” he said.

Anna wasn’t going to argue.

Chapter Eight

David carried the love of his life up the long flight of stairs. At times like these he cursed the large house and his family’s wealth. Without the money they’d be in a simple house, and he wouldn’t have to be impatient to get her to bed. He’d be in a bedroom already with a flat surface. Her arm held onto his neck as he carried her up the two flights of stairs. He kicked the door open at Paul’s room. The master bedroom had housed so many generations of mothers and fathers that David felt a great wave of peace overcome him.

Anna was their woman. The one they could share and love for the rest of their lives. Placing her on the floor and only letting go when he was sure she was safe and could hold herself up.  He began to remove the little amount of clothings she still had on, the small white panties and the dress resting on her full hips. He liked the weight she’d put on. No longer did she have the body of a young girl. The woman in his bed was pure woman. David couldn’t wait to sink his c**k so deep inside her. To show her with his body how he intended to care for her for the rest of his life.

Her eyes widened. Paul and David joined her. As Paul entered he was kicking off his trousers. Following his brother, David removed his own clothes and joined Paul and Anna on the bed. Paul was on her left, and David lay across along her right side.

“You’re so big,” she said. David kissed the top of her head, knowing the little minx had looked down. Knowing he and Paul would be her first and only lovers was exciting and terrifying. David didn’t know about Paul, but he’d never taken a woman’s virginity. He’d heard a woman’s first time could be painful. How could they give Anna pleasure when they had to cause her pain to begin with?

Seeing pain on Anna’s face would be worse than death, especially knowing they would be the cause of her pain.

The only way to get through this first joining would be to take her really slow and introduce her to the art of lovemaking for the first time.

“You’re so beautiful,” David told her as he kissed her, his hand cupping a na**d breast. She moaned at his touch.

“You’re both beautiful to me.” She moaned again. His lips replaced his hand.

Her nails sank into the thick hair on his head.

“I’m going to touch you everywhere,” David said. Paul would know what to do. His brother held both of her hands in one of his as David moved down her body. Kissing her lips and along her neck. Down her chest. A tight red nipple pointed toward the ceiling. His mouth watered, and he nipped the tip. Anna went wild beneath his hand.

“What are you doing to me?” she asked. Her eyes seemed not to know whether to open or close. David chuckled and attended to her other nipple before moving down her body, kissing every inch of skin he could find. At her belly, he nuzzled her flesh, loving the rounded curves. No bones protruded, and his c**k leaked more pr**cum. Her body was perfect. His hands spanned her waist as he moved her to the edge of the bed, pushing her down to sit on the edge.

“You’re our woman,” Paul said to her.

David’s c**k responded to the words. It went from his heart to his dick. To be one of her men and to be loved by her would be the greatest gift he’d ever received.

David didn’t know if Anna loved them, and he guessed in the morning and with time she’d either hate them or see them as friends. In his heart he craved her love as he knew Paul felt the same. Even if the older man had a strange way of showing it.

“Always.”

Pressing a hand to her chest, lightly pushing her back on the bed. “Relax, trust us,” David said. When she was fully laid on the bed, he opened her legs wide looking at her sweet slit.

He moaned as he saw how aroused she was at being with them. He ran his hands up the inside of her thighs, getting her accustomed to his touch and calming her tightened nerves. He waited until she slowly began to loosen up. Opening wide, her legs relaxed against him. Starting at her knee he kissed, lathered and sucked at her flesh, moving from one leg up before starting on the second leg and moving up. He saw Paul move on the bed and caress her br**sts and ni**les. David gave her attention down below. Only when she was shaking and quivering with need did David touch her sweet place at the apex of her thighs. His tongue pressed on her swollen clit, peeking out of its hood. Her womanly scent invaded his senses. He groaned, becoming instantly addicted to her sweet taste.

David still ran his hands up and down her legs as he tasted her. She screamed when he made a rhythm moving up and down her slit using her juice as lubricant.  He teased her entrance with the brush of his tongue. The warm channel they would own all for themselves. Her legs shook.  He rested them over his shoulders, teasing her with his lips and tongue, never penetrating but drawing out her release. Bringing her to the point of release before moving away and denying her. Using the pressure of his teeth, he grazed the swollen nub.