Her Double Delite Warriors (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 3)

“Radar says it’s moving in. Looks to be a good one.”

“Oh God.” She sat down on the edge of one of the two beds and hugged herself. She closed her eyes and tried not to panic. Visions of her uncles’ men hitting her, chasing her through the woods in a sick game they enjoyed playing. They shot their guns at her, missing her body by mere inches. She had been soaking wet, covered in mud from running through he woods during the massive storm. They laughed, but she had cried and by the time they decided they had gotten bored with the game, she had cuts and bruises covering her skin. Susanna had come to her rescue and it had cost her. Titus, one of the meanest sons of bitches in the group, worked Susanna over. She shivered at the memory.

Alexa felt the hand on her shoulder and she jumped back.

“Whoa, baby doll, it’s all right. God, you’re shaking like a leaf.” Chad caressed her thigh and sat down next to her on the bed.

“Why are you so scared of thunderstorms?” Michael asked.

“I just don’t like them,” she stated as she shivered.

Chad wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her against him.

“Are you cold?”

“I just don’t like storms. That’s all.”

“There’s more to it than that. Did you have a bad experience or something?” Michael asked and she looked up into his dark blue eyes. The man was an interrogation master. She found herself nodding her head.

Chad pulled her back with him onto the bed. He lay down, dragging her along his side then pulling her against him. He pressed her face against his chest as Michael joined them on the bed.

“We’ll hold you and it will be okay,” Chad whispered and then she felt Michael’s body against her back.

* * * *

Michael could still hear the sounds of the tornado warning in the distance, but his focus was solely on the petite, sexy woman in his arms. He hesitated to touch her. It was as if some inner sense knew that once he did, he would never get enough of touching her, being next to her and wanting her. He took a deep breath. The T-shirt that Chad had given Alexa was way too big. She was so frightened by the storm and perhaps being in this intimate position with them, that she hadn’t noticed the fabric hanging off her shoulder. From behind her, Michael could see her white lace bra as well as the deep valley between large, creamy breasts. He couldn’t resist cuddling closer to her. The scent of her hair and the sight of her bare shoulder were too much to resist.

He placed his lips against her skin and she shuddered. Chad reached under her chin and stared into her eyes. Michael watched as he continued to kiss her exposed shoulder while he gently rubbed her thigh.

“Are you warm enough now?” Chad asked her, and she nodded her head even though she shivered.

“You’re not lying to me are you, doll? I only want to keep you safe and warm.”

Michael adjusted his body closer and so did Chad. Chad pressed his thigh between Alexa’s legs with Michael’s assistance.

They were squeezed together tight now.

The sound of a continuous roll of thunder rumbled around them. She panicked for only a moment until Chad leaned forward and kissed her.

Michael caressed the palm of his hand under the extra large T-shirt while his brother made love to her mouth.

Her belly felt tight and her skin was soft to the touch. He knew her breasts were abundant, and he hesitated to touch them only a moment until he heard her moan.

He moved his hand higher. She sucked her belly in and pulled her lips from Chad’s.

“We need to slow down.” She panted with her lips plump and wet from Chad’s kisses and her eyes wild with desire.

* * * *

Alexa stared at the two men looking down at her. Tears stung her eyes at the thought of how amazing they were. Chad and Michael were gorgeous, sexy, and so in control, it made her have feelings she never thought she would feel. They protected her from the storm. They knew she was scared and they comforted her. All afternoon they catered to her and acted like they felt the same attraction that she felt. But now that things were getting intimate, she was fearful once again.

Michael had his hand under her shirt, his large, warm palm against her belly. His fingers caressed the underwire of her bra, and she so badly wanted him to touch her breast. His hands were big and thick. Chad caressed her outer thigh and she wanted to feel his large hands against her ass. It was overwhelming but she had to stop this. It was moving too fast. This was only their first date. She had many reservations.

“We’ll take it slow, honey. This is nice isn’t it?” Michael asked her then leaned down and gently brushed his lips across hers. She instantly closed her eyes until she felt his fingers move over her breast as Chad gripped her ass and hip pulling her against him.

“Michael?” she whispered, and his hand paused over her breast. Then he slowly ran one finger down her cleavage.

“You’ve been hiding this body well, sugar. My brother and I can’t wait to explore it together.”