Her Double Deputies (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 6)

She didn’t care. She wanted to help him. She knew what it was like to feel torment and pain over loss

She slid onto the floor. “Vic, I’m here. I’m okay.”

He turned toward her so quickly she flinched. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She felt Tommy’s hands move to her bare shoulders. She was naked, so was Vic, and she didn’t care. She wanted to help him.

Slowly she reached toward him and placed her hand against his cheek. He tightened up and closed his eyes.

“It’s her. She’s fine and so are you,” Tommy told his brother. Tommy’s strength, devotion, and love for his brother were obvious and commendable. They were so close, as twins should be.

“Elise?” Vic said her name. Tommy clenched her shoulders, but she pulled away. He was trying to protect her, apparently concerned still that Vic could do something, but she felt differently. She knew he would never hurt her. She cupped Vic’s face between her hands and knelt down in front of him between his thighs. Tattoos, muscles, and masculinity couldn’t help him fight those evil memories haunting his mind. She wanted to help.

“I’m right here, Vic. I need you.” She pressed her lips against his. In a flash he wrapped his arms around her, she straddled his waist, and he stood up and carried her back to the bed. His kisses grew hot and wild, and she knew in her mind that he was trying to ease her concern and forget about what just happened. If he was embarrassed or felt like a freak, he was foolish. None of that mattered, only that he was safe and that he knew that she cared for him and perhaps even loved him already. The thought erupted in her mind and instead of sharing that with him, fearful that he wouldn’t feel the same way, she showed him how much he meant to her. Elise kissed him back with so much emotion and desire, Vic became wild with need.

He pulled his mouth from hers and cupped her face between his hands. The surreal look in his eyes, his clenched jaw, the Native American jewelry, and all his tattoos would be branded in her mind forever.

“Mine. You’re mine forever.” Before she could reply, he grabbed her hips, pulled her lower, and lined his cock up with her entrance. She held his thighs with her hands and his gaze with her eyes as he thrust into her in one powerful move.

She gasped and lifted her chest higher until Vic reached for her arms and pushed them above her head. She looked at his body. The thick, yet trim waist, bulging muscles, and dips near his hip bones as he thrust those hips against her. He was very hard. So hard and thick, she nearly lost her breath at the slow, deep motion colliding with her vaginal muscles.

Her breasts felt full, her nipples hard, and then he moved faster and faster in search of his release.

“Harder, Vic, please. I need you,” she told him, and he gave her more than she asked for. Lunge after lunge, as the bed rocked and he growled trying to find relief and pleasure to erase the previous bad thoughts in his mind, he took her fully and exploded inside of her, then grabbed her, hugged her to him, making her lose her breath from the weight of him. She didn’t care as she wrapped her legs tighter before he rolled to his back, with her sprawled across his chest.

She felt the other set of hands on her back and then her ass, and she knew it was Tommy.

“I need you, too, baby. You’re so damn special.” She lifted up slightly and Vic stared into her eyes. “I want to be inside you when he comes.”

She understood what he wanted. She’d thought about anal sex many times. She felt his need, his desire, too. She nodded her head and he brushed his thick thumb across her lower lip.

Vic maneuvered his body so that his legs now hung off of the bed.

She closed her eyes as Tommy massaged her shoulders and her ass. She moaned and then felt Vic’s cock begin to harden inside of her. He gave a small upward thrust, and she gasped then smiled.

“You do this to me. I just made love to you and I’m ready again for more.” He kissed her lips just as she felt something cool and thick against her puckered hole.

“Nice and easy, Elise. I’m going to get this ass ready for cock.”

“Oh God.” She laid her cheek against Vic’s shoulder.

He caressed her hair as Tommy pushed her thighs higher against Vic’s body before he parted her ass cheeks.

She felt the tip of Tommy’s finger and then his lips against her shoulder.

“You’re so beautiful and responsive. Your little bud is tight and all puckered up.” She felt her insides quiver with anticipation. Would this feel good, or was it just hype?

The moment he pushed his finger through her tight rings, Vic thrust upward in a slow, calm pace. Then Tommy moved his finger in and out, just as slowly. Her pussy clenched around Vic’s cock, making him moan, and then she began to move.

“How is that, angel?” Tommy asked. He did something else, and she knew he was pulling one finger out to add his cock already. No, a second digit. She was freaking out. She wanted it. She wanted to feel his thick, hard cock inside her ass while Vic fucked her pussy. Oh God, this is so wild.

Her hips moved on their own. Her breasts hardened and she lifted up to ride Vic’s cock while she thrust back against Tommy’s fingers.

“She’s ready, Tommy. Our woman is ready,” Vic stated as he reached up to touch her lips. She pulled his finger into her mouth and sucked it.

She felt his cock grow harder.

“Fuck, Tommy, she’s sucking my finger like it’s a cock. Get inside of her now. I’m not going to last long.”

It was almost like an out-of-body experience except she felt every sensation and knew that it was real. Tommy pulled his fingers from her and replaced them with his cock. She felt the bulbous head at her entrance as she lifted up on Vic’s cock, while she sucked his finger and cupped her breasts.