Belonging to the Steer Brothers

She felt his finger as it slid through her slit. One finger pressed inside her cunt. Biting her lip she tried not to push against him and sink his digit further inside her. He pulled away, and she heard him sucking the juice coating him.

Could the man become more sinful?

“You’re ready for me.”

A hand went to her hip as she imagined the other holding his c**k and guiding him to her entrance. He bumped her opening, the large tip lodging at the entrance of her pu**y. Both hands on her hips, she braced herself as with one smooth thrust, David seated himself inside her. The long length of his shaft hit the top of her cervix and made her gasp at the sensation of being filled.

“I want to feel you squeezing my cock. Come for me, Anna,” he said. David leaned round and fingered her wet, swollen clit. Being filled up to the brim and having her cl*t tormented was a completely different sensation. Her knees burnt on the carpet. Her hands ached, but she loved the depth and control he exerted over her. There was no mistaking the person in control.

David had the power to give and deny her release.

He didn’t pull out. Instead, he ground his hips, bumping deeper inside her, the full length hitting places she’d never known.

“You’re so f**king tight,” he growled.

Her men turned into animals, and she loved every second.

One of his hands held her hip as the other strummed her clit. Her cl**ax built inside her, startling her at the intensity as it crashed over her. She screamed, and unable to control her body’s movements, she slammed back.

Both of his hands gripped her hips, and he f**ked her hard and fast. Each move was harder than before. He rammed inside, and she was powerless against the strength and force he used. Her pu**y tightened on him, and she wanted him to come.

He slammed inside her once more, and she felt his c**k pulse and the splash of his spunk as he cl**axed.

Unable to hold herself, her arms gave out, and she sank to the floor, her ass in the air. David didn’t pull out straight away. He gave a gentle tap to her ass and pulled out. His arms surrounded her, and Paul joined them on the carpet.

“Thank you,” they both whispered in each of her ears.

Anna didn’t know what they were thanking her for. She was happy being with them.

Chapter Eleven

For the next week, Paul, David and Anna stayed together within the large house. None of them went into town, and no one stopped by. They knew the rumours would be in full swing. None of them cared. For once, all three were happy. Their time was spread among making love, f**king and watching movies on the big screen.

The three years she’d been away became insignificant in light of their time together. Paul laughed easily. When she was stood in the kitchen preparing dinner, he would join her. His touches were getting more frequent. A kiss on the lips or a squeeze of her butt. At first, after he’d taken her virginity, he had withdrawn into himself. Anna refused to let any of her men think their time together had been forced. Everything they had together was willing.

To prove to Paul she was more than willing, she had found him alone in his office. Locking the door, she’d gone to him in a leather coat and stiletto heels.

“Anna, what are you doing?” he asked.

Dropping the coat. Anna had climbed up on the desk. Naked and wet.

“I’m in need of some attention,” she said.

After the afternoon she spent convincing him of her intentions, Paul had finally relented.

A week had passed since her birthday. Anna woke up surrounded by both of her men. It amazed her how Paul and David could touch her and never so much as graze past each other. They hadn’t been wrong about her getting all the attention.

Turning to her left, Paul had his hand over her breast, his face toward her. He looked so peaceful in sleep. She’d kept them busy last night. All of her reading hadn’t prepared her for the addiction she would feel toward sex. She couldn’t get enough of it. Every touch and position was like a piece of candy to a spoilt child. She always wanted more. Turning her head the other way, David rested a hand over her stomach. Smiling, she saw his expression in sleep had grown serious.

Even as her life was becoming perfect, a small niggle of worry refused to leave her ever working brain. David and Paul had warned her against going into town alone. She refused to be forced to stay home.

Wriggling out from under their arms she went to the bathroom to do her morning duties and wash. While the brothers were asleep she had plans. Once she washed and changed into a pair of jeans and a shirt she left the bathroom.

With her gone between them, both men had turned away from the centre of the bed. Smiling, she wrote a quick note and left it on the stand where they could see it.

Leaving her men in bed, Anna ordered a taxi to take her to town. The journey was short, but she didn’t mind. She had something she needed to do, and waiting for Paul and David wouldn’t do.

People avoided her as she got out of the car. Ignoring their rudeness, she walked to the second-hand shop. The lights were on, and the door was closed. She tried the handle and found the door opened.

The bell tinkled.

“We’re not open yet,” Amy called out as she walked out of the back. “Oh. Hi, Anna.”

Anna smiled and put her hands inside her pockets, her nerves eating at her.

“We’re not open yet.”

“I know. I wanted to come and see you,” she said. Amy folded her arms. The movement rolled her sleeves up a little. A small round red burn was visible on her arm. “From the way you’re being I guess the gossip has already done the rounds?” She stared at the burn. Looking at her old friend she couldn’t believe how much had changed between them.

“You mean the gossip about you belonging to the Steer brothers? Not just one but two? Yes. That’s done the rounds a lot since last week,” Amy said.

Anna nodded. “So, from the way you say that, I guess I’m not invited inside your shop?” Anna turned to leave.

“What? You think I care what this town thinks? Honey, I was on the receiving end of that backlash not that long ago. Before me it was Laura. Haven’t you seen a pattern yet?”

Anna spun back and looked at Amy. The other woman hadn’t moved.

“I heard what happened?”

“Really?”

“No. I was told bits about what happened. I wanted to say sorry for not being here, Amy.”

“Why? Before the shit happened with Steven we weren’t friends. You lived your life, and I lived mine.”

“That’s what I’m talking about. We were friends at one time. I guess, I know my life is going to be different. Loving two men and living with them has just made an outcast of me. I figured you’d want a friend.” She moved further into the room. “I’m not leaving anymore. CapeFalls is where I intend to stay, and I would very much like to be part of your life again.”