Ready to take the challenge, Owen sweeps me up off my feet, clasping me to the front of his body before dropping me in the middle of our enormous bed. Silas dives for the other side, coming up next to me with his hands already stroking me, pinching me, exploring me with this new knowledge. I can hear him growling as he bites the top of my neck, his kisses trailing down to my breasts, his tongue circling my nipple hungrily. The snarl that rumbles through his chest is desperate, inspired by the life inside me.
“I want to be inside you, now,” Owen growls. He takes my lips in his, his tongue pushing past my teeth, filling my mouth. I suck at it hungrily, overwhelmed with lust for my men.
Heaving himself to his feet, Owen’s fingers work quickly to unbutton his shirt and he almost tears it off, revealing those perfectly sculpted muscles, lit from behind by the last rays of sunlight. His pants slide from his narrow hips to the floor, freeing his beautiful, thick manhood.
“Wait for me, brother!” Silas commands him, but Owen pretends not to hear. He pulls my legs open while Silas rushes to disrobe, then leaves close in a messy heap on the floor.
“I can't wait,” Owen sighs, his mouth covering mine again as his cock slides against me. I'm already wet and wanting, ready to be filled with more of him. I spread my legs, angling up onto my side as Silas comes up behind me.
But he does wait. He gives Silas another three seconds so that they can both enter me at the same time. This is what they love, the feeling of their cocks plunging into the center of me at the very same time, one in front and one in back. My body is crushed between them, all of our flesh fitting together like we were formed from the same clay.
I cry out, overwhelmed by this transcendent sensation. My body is rocked back and forth by both of them, thrusting in unison, filling me more than I ever thought that I could be filled. Completing me.
Explosions burst behind my eyelids and I cling desperately to my men, shuddering with wave after wave of bliss that rockets through me, threatening to shatter me into a million pieces. But I don't shatter. Instead, I am made complete.
Owen roars into my mouth as he comes, hilting himself at the same time as Silas, as they both fill me with their hot, thick seed. Our bodies slide together, slippery from sweat and lust, until finally we just lay, panting, confused and awash in the joy that our love has brought together.
As the sun goes down, I can see the shimmering lights coming up from the pool and remember we have a house full of guests to attend to. I need to get dressed again, gather myself, and somehow leave this room without smiling in bliss and triumph. Everyone will know, somewhere in the back of their minds. Though hardly anyone would believe it from a little church mouse like me, this is my secret life.
It all worked out. Life has a funny way of coming together. Like we have. Now that we have found each other, everything is perfect.