Enticed (Two Marks 3)

“Please,” I begged. “I need one of you inside me.”

“I’m your Huckleberry,” Holt said in a perfect Val Kilmer imitation. We’d had a recent Western movie-watching spree, and Tombstone had been one of our favorites.

“Please… now,” I begged.

Theo delivered several searing spanks to my ass before he moved around in front of me to play with my breasts as Holt positioned himself at my entrance. “I’m riding bareback, sweetheart. I can’t wait for the wedding to start trying.”

“Yes,” I agreed. “I want you bare.”

I’d never considered having children so young, but the guys had been working on me. They were eager to raise pups—yes, pups—on the ranch with me, and I couldn’t come up with a single reason why we shouldn’t start trying right away. I knew without a shadow of doubt that they’d take care of my every need throughout pregnancy and after.

I’d still be able to run the ranch because these men knew it was important to me, and supported me completely as the boss of my domain.

Holt let out a growl of approval as he shoved in deep, and Theo rewarded me with a passionate kiss, his large hands cradling my head. “You’re ready?” Theo asked.

“So ready.” My eyes went misty, or maybe I was going blind from the incredible sensation of Holt plowing into me. I reached down to grip Theo’s cock, fisting it tightly and tugging until he began to growl like a wild animal.

“Fuck, yeah.” Holt’s voice came out strangled as he gripped my hips tightly to pump in deep.

Theo brought his thumb to my clit, working it at the same time as Holt thrust in and out of me.

I couldn’t help it. I was already a goner. I let out a cry of shocked surprise and then came, my channel tightening around Holt’s cock. I somehow remembered to keep pumping my fist over Theo’s erection.

“Fuck, baby, fuck!” Holt shouted. He grabbed the front of my hips to hold me back tight against him while I finished coming, lifting me up and down to still give us some friction. Theo kept working my clit, and I kept screaming out my release.

Holt returned to hard, deep thrusts, and soon he joined me in coming.

By the time I finished, my legs were total jelly. Theo covered my hand with his and helped me finish the handjob until he came in hot spurts all over my belly.

And then they were kissing me, stroking me. Holding me up. Murmuring how much they loved me, how beautiful I was. How excited they were to put pups in my belly.

Somehow, we finished washing up. Someone lathered my hair and soaped my body and I tried to return the favor, despite my lack of hand-to-eye coordination or brain cells.

They wrapped me up in a large towel and carried me to the bed.

“I call her pussy for round two,” Theo announced, and we all laughed.

“I might need some sustenance first,” I said.

“We’ll feed you,” Holt promised, tugging the towel down to lick and caress one breast. “You know we’ll always take care of you, don’t you, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” I murmured, my voice carrying all the love in my heart right out into the open. “How did I get so lucky?”

“Nah, we’re the lucky ones,” Theo insisted, his hand tracing up the inside of my leg. “You’re our reason for living.”

“You’re all I ever need,” I said, and it was true.

With these two by my side, on my ranch, in my bed, it felt like there was no problem we couldn't solve, no trouble we couldn’t handle together.

“I love you,” Theo said.

“Ditto,” Holt agreed.

“Double ditto,” I said, and offered my lips to each of them for a tender kiss.