“I need her, too,” Mike said and then stroked along her pussy, being sure not to touch his brother’s cock.
“Yes, Mike. Yes. However you want me. I don’t care just take me. All of you,” she said and Danny chuckled.
“Oh, we plan on it. Again, and again, and again.”
Jack lay down on the edge of the bed with his legs lying over the side. Danny lifted her up and placed her onto Jack, who pressed his cock immediately up into her wet cunt. They both moaned.
“I have her mouth this time. I want to feel those sexy lips on me. You get her sexy ass,” Danny said and gave her ass a slap as he got into position.
Mike got into position behind her as he stood on the rug and caressed her ass.
“Pull out a sec, bro, I need to get this ass ready for me,” Mike said and Jack lifted her up by the hips, pulling his cock from her pussy. Mike pressed fingers to her cunt from behind and stroked her over and over again, until she was panting and creaming everywhere. He stroked fingers over her anus then pressed one in. “We’re good,” he said as he used his other hand to massage her ass. Jack pulled her down for a kiss and thrust his cock up into her pussy, making her moan and thrust against him.
She cried out when Jack released her lips and started thrusting hard and fast upward. Then Danny took her face between his hands and kissed her deeply as Mike fingered her ass, getting it ready. Mike couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted in. He wanted to claim her ass, claim every part of her, every inch, and mark her his woman. He would protect her and watch over her always.
He pulled his fingers from her ass and replaced them with his cock. He slowly pushed through the tight rings and Marlena moaned and bucked on top of Jack.
“I’ve got something for you, Marlena. Come on now and be a good girl,” Danny said and pressed his cock to her lips. She must have opened immediately because Danny moaned and then it was on. They worked their cocks into her together, making her moan and thrust. Mike slapped her ass, massaged the cheeks, then smacked her ass again. He could feel her cream drip and then heard Danny grunt as he came and Jack followed. Mike thrust harder, faster, wanting, needing to mark her so she knew she would never belong to anyone but them and then he heard her scream her orgasm and he couldn’t hold back. He grunted and called out her name as he came.
“Marlena! Marlena!”
He held himself within her and caught his breath. He stared at the marking on her hip and he caressed it, held her hips despite her shifting and trying to still pull away. He pulled her back as Jack and Danny released her and he hugged her back to his chest.
“Don’t hold back and be afraid. He can’t hurt you anymore. We’ll protect you. Just trust us,” he said and kissed her shoulder. He felt her ease up and relax as he slowly pulled from her body. Jack was there with a washcloth for her, and as he caressed her skin, Jack kissed her. Mike locked gazes with Danny, and his brother didn’t have to say a word. Tomorrow they would start the hunt. Tomorrow they would take the steps to ensure Marlena was safe in Chance and with them, forever.
Chapter 8
“I can’t be late for work,” Marlena said, stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around her body. Danny watched as he stood in the doorway with his arms crossed in front of his bare chest. His brothers had left for work earlier. Every day this week they stayed the night at Marlena’s place. But last night, after they all made love and as she slept, they awoke hearing her crying and moaning in her sleep. He wanted to ask her about it and wondered if it was a normal occurrence. Could she be having nightmares of the fire and not telling them?
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, pulling the towel from her body and wrapping her hair in it. She flipped her head over then used the towel to wrap around her head before placing it on top. He was always amazed about how women did that, but with Marlena he watched her every move. He wanted to memorize every detail, every marking on her body from the scar that made him long to hurt the man responsible, to every pretty, dainty freckle and beauty mark.
She was stunning, and she was theirs.
“I’m not allowed to look at you? To admire your sexy body, and think about the many ways I want to explore it with my brothers?” he teased. Her cheeks turned a nice shade of red and she quickly stepped into her tiny black thong and a crisp white bra she had to stuff her breast into.
He licked his lips. He adored her body, her beauty, her everything.
Marlena took the towel off her head, towel-dried her hair, then ran a brush through the long blond strands.
She bent over to reach under the counter for the hair dryer, like she did every morning this week, and he uncrossed his arms, snagged her around the waist, and held her to him.
“Danny,” she scolded, gripping onto his forearms. But he held her gaze in the reflection of the mirror and she smiled and leaned back against his chest.
He ran his palm along her belly, over the gold hoop and then kissed her neck. “You smell edible.”
“You always tell me that, even when I smell like diner food,” she retorted. He chuckled and he felt her shiver from the warm breath against her skin.
“That’s good. You know I can eat you up any time of the day.” He trailed a finger down her belly to her panties and cupped her mound. She gripped his wrist.
“Daniel Spencer, I’ve got to get to work. Alice is going to be mad and your parents will wonder what’s going on.”
She pressed his hand away and he stepped back, swatting her ass before he took a seat on the closed lid of the toilet and watched her.
“No they won’t. Everyone knows that you’re with us.” She turned a nice shade of red. He loved doing that to her. Making her blush with dirty talk or things like what he just said. She was shy, reserved, and as they learned more about her life, they learned about how hard she had it. No family, no guidance, and one manipulative man she saw as a savior, a hero to whisk her away from the pain and the struggles in her desperation for love. He used her, manipulated her, and took advantage of her innocence. It wasn’t right. She could have died at his hands or in that fire.
He watched her dry her long blonde hair and he couldn’t resist reaching out and caressing her bare ass. He ran his fingers along the thong string between her ass cheeks and thought about how he and his brothers got to fuck that ass, and how they took her together almost every time they made love. In a week’s time he felt so desperate to make certain she knew that they adored her and wanted her in their lives forever. But she was holding back. Like with the nightmares.
She turned off the hair dryer and then began to fix her hair.