Team Players - Page 39

It's Harley who moves things forward, his hand moving to push down my stretchy yoga pants, discovering the flimsy lace panties I have beneath. They're barely there with their transparent floral pattern, white string sides, and thong back. Harley's fingers stroke back and forth, gliding under the strings and then the lace until he feels the soft, trimmed curls between my legs. I can't help the moaning sound I make against Hunter's lips. It's enough for him to draw back to check out what his brother is doing that is making me so squirmy. He must like what he sees because his lids lower. "Don't take them off," he says.

My heart sinks as I consider whether they actually want to go all the way with me. If I was just a normal nineteen-year-old, I'm pretty sure they'd be ripping my panties off with their teeth. Maybe it's the pregnancy. Maybe they're going to treat me like I'm fragile again. I turn to Harley, hoping he can see the need in my eyes, grazing my hand across his muscular chest, praying that he can feel the tremble of want in my hands. It's his turn to lean in to kiss me, and he does, his hand still moving just above where I want it to be. On the other side of me, Hunter seems more frenzied, his big palm stroking up my ribs and resting just beneath my breast. I hear the moment he realizes that I'm not wearing a bra. That growl is something I don't think I'll ever forget.

I whimper again, arching my back so he'll go faster, squeeze my breast, pinch my tightening nipple, anything to take away the ache.

"Slowly," he whispers against my ear. "There's no rush. We're just getting started."

The graze of his fingers on the underside of my breast makes me shiver. It agonizingly matches his brother's slow movement so close to my clit that all it would take would be one slight shift of my hip to get him there. "Please," I murmur against Harley's lips. "Touch me."

"She's impatient," Hunter says with amusement in his voice.

"Shall we give her what she wants?" Harley asks his brother. They're talking about me as though I'm not here. I shouldn't like it, but I do. It makes me feel outside of my body, outside of this experience, just enough for me to let go of my inhibitions.

"Lick her," Hunter orders his brother.

My eyes meet Harley's as he slides down my body, gently parting my legs, leaving my panties in place as Hunter requested. Just the first gust of his warm breath between my legs is enough to make me moan. He licks me through the lace, the pressure teasing but not enough. I need the rasp of his tongue over my bare clit and his fingers moving inside me to get close to where I want to go.

"Look at me," Hunter growls. He takes my face in his hand and forces me to gaze into his eyes while Harley works to pleasure me. It's as though he wants to see every tiny reaction, every twitch of bliss, every eye-roll of ecstasy. When I moan again, he presses his lips to mine, capturing my reaction to himself.

"Pull her panties to the side," Hunter says. "Spread her open. I want to see." Again, Harley does his brother's bidding. The scrap of lace between my legs is tugged away, and my pussy is spread open, thighs forced as wide as they will go. Hunter slides off the edge of the bed to where his brother is gazing at my pussy like it's the center of the universe. "Can she take us?"

Harley sucks on his fingers one by one, then starts to work them inside me. I'm wet. Wet enough to take everything he has to give. I'd tell them, but my voice is strangled by arousal, and I'm enjoying them testing me out. When he pushes in the fourth of his thick, long fingers, the stretch is so delicious that I grip the sheets and throw my head back.

"She can take us," Harley tells Hunter, and there's a smile in his voice that makes me want to laugh out loud. I'm doing this. We're doing this. This crazy idea that I laughed at, we're really trying to see if it can work.

"We'll give it to her slow." Hunter's fingers trail up the inside of my thighs, pushing inside me, into the place his brother's fingers have just left. "Would you like that, Maggie?"

I nod, my eyes rolling as he pumps into me, a precursor to what we're all imagining is going to come next. Then, as I watch these gorgeous twins, they whisper something to each other. I'm expecting Hunter to go first. He's the one making all the decisions, it seems. He's the impatient one. But he doesn't. Instead, Harley comes to lie on the bed next to me, propped up by the pillows. He pushes his underwear down, freeing his cock, which is big enough to make my eyes water. Oh my God. No wonder they were worried that I'd struggle to take them. I thought Justin had a lot going on, but this is just ridiculous. One cock that big would be daunting, but two... as Hunter strips off too, I'm treated to what feels like double-vision perfection.

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