A Bride for Two Mavericks (8 page)

Audrey nuzzled her head into the strong curve of Max’s neck, taking in the rich, earthy scent of cedar, whiskey and hazelnut. She smiled to herself as she memorized his unique smell. She would be taking this one to the lab the moment she had the chance.

Silas leaned down over them and knelt on the plush rug in front of the two entwined in the chair. He looked up at Audrey, his eyes glowing with hunger. He ran his hands up her legs, palming the smooth curves of flesh and gathering the fabric in his fists. He revealed her bare thighs beneath the cloth, causing all three new lovers to groan as he smoothed his hands over her bare skin.

In the same moment, Max swiftly unzipped the top of her dress, pushing the fabric down her shoulders as he let his lips and tongue wander the delicate trail from her ear to her collarbone. Her pussy soaked the moment he let one side of her dress fall away, revealing her bare breast to the cool air of the huge bedroom. Two sets of expectant eyes widened with anticipation, and Max immediately thumbed the tender edges of her erect nipple made firm with arousal.

The simultaneous sensation of Silas’ whiskers against her thighs and Max’s firm grip on her aching breast caused her to buck her hips with need. There was no going back now, that was for sure. They had successfully unlocked the hunger she had so carefully tried to stifle for her entire adult life.

“I need to see her, Max. Get that dress out of our way,” Silas said hungrily.

“You are so goddamn beautiful, Audrey,” Max whispered, his breath coming in short staccato bursts. “I’m getting this off of you now.”

Before she could even form a thought, much less a protest, Max leaned her forward and unzipped her dress all the way. The two brothers masterfully worked together to free her of the fabric. Mere moments later, she was stripped entirely nude.

“Not much of a fan of undergarments, I’ve noticed,” Silas added with his infamous grin as he looked up at Audrey, her dress clutched between his fists.

Despite the blood rushing madly through her veins, she couldn’t help but feel immensely turned on by being naked in front of them.

She took a deep breath and replied. “I disdain feeling trapped in an article of clothing. Why should I bother? I love to be free, above everything else,” she responded, playing his game. At her response, she could see the suave man’s jaw go slack. Had she really shocked Silas Abrams, the rising star of American fashion?

She laughed out loud at the look on his face but realized immediately they weren’t laughing with her.

“What’s so funny, hmm?” Max replied, pulling her hips backwards into the fierce erection pressing against his trousers.

“Nothing. I just like being able to shock you both with something so simple,” Audrey retorted, looking Silas deep in the eyes.

Silas came to standing and immediately bent down and lifted her from Max’s lap into his arms. “Sorry, sugar, but there is nothing you could do that would shock us. We’re just enjoying your exotic ways,” he whispered into her ear as he carried her across the room to the huge bed. The tips of her fingers dug into his back. Even through the layers of his suit, she could feel the fine, firm muscles of his body hungry to be explored.

Max joined his brother at the edge of the bed, looking down at Audrey like a predator before breakfast.

The brothers made eye contact with each another and simultaneously began removing their jackets and vests. The depths of her burned with expectation as they slowly unbuttoned their shirts, a silent offering of their bodies as she watched the show unfold in front of her.

She stared at their half nude torsos, taking in the sight of each man’s exquisite musculature. She couldn’t help but notice the long, pale scar running the length of Max’s chest, a mark that seemed to rest perfectly between his lungs. What secrets did these men hold? Every part of her longed to discover them.

“Get over here,” she pleaded, rivulets of her juices baptizing her thighs at the sight of them above her. She felt as if every part of her were melting into the softness of the oversized bed clearly built to accommodate the brothers’ massive sizes. Still clothed from the waist down, the two of them grinned mischievously at one another, obviously enjoying the sight of her, naked and ravenous, in their bed.

Max moaned as he kneeled on the bed above Audrey. With one swift movement, he leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed her firmly around her waist. He lifted her body over his lap, her knees straddling each of his thighs and her ass held high in the air by his careful hold.

The pleasure magnified as his hand dipped below to her pussy, already soaking wet by the scene unfolding around her. The sensation rushed through every part of her, her whole body clenching against his touch as he gently ran his hand from her cunt backwards to her buttocks.

“She’s dripping, Silas,” Max exclaimed as his fingers lightly wandered over the crevice of her buttocks and gently underneath into the puckered hole of her pussy. The moment his finger entered her,
she arched her back and let out a carnal sound she had never imagined could come from inside her.

“You best share the moment, big brother,” Silas responded. He took over for his brother, immediately pinning her to the bed. “I’ve been waiting for this since the moment I saw you speeding off from the store. You enjoy making a grand escape, don’t you, Audrey? Always trying to stay one step ahead of us, hmm? Well, not this time.” His mischievous grin shone wider than she’d ever seen it before.

Silas sat above her, straddling her nude body. The fine cloth of his pants brushed against her bare legs, driving her wild with anticipation of what hid beneath them.

“My god, look at you,” he murmured as he bent down to press his fingers through her hair. Pulling her face towards his, he added, “You’re never going to forget tonight, baby. I promise.”

Gathering her strength, she issued a challenge to both brothers, her eyes flashing with defiance as she looked at both the man on top of her and the one attentively watching from the edge of the bed.

“What makes you think you’re so damn good at this, huh? You men think you are so much in control, but just you wait until—”

Before she could finish her statement, Silas had descended upon her, devouring her from top to bottom. His lips immediately lunged towards the gentle swell of her breasts, devouring each inflamed nipple with a ravenous, ruthless agenda. Her hips bucked as he smoothed his hands down her torso and grabbed the underside of her bare hips, pulling her cunt towards his mouth recklessly.

She instinctually ran her nails over his scalp as his mouth hungrily made its way to a breath’s distance from her swollen clit.

“I have to taste you, Audrey.”

She let out a deep groan as his tongue reached its destination, plunging into her folds without hesitation. He masterfully alternated the sensations raging through her body, feverishly tasting her one moment and then teasing her with light, ticklish kisses the next. His fingers wove in and out of her in a mesmerizing rhythm, already bringing her nearer to the edge of something she had never experienced before. Her thighs clamped against his face as he let his tongue loop circles over her most intimate parts.

“Relax, Audrey. We’re not in any rush here,” he said as he paused his explorations momentarily to gaze at her.

She nodded silently as she looked down at Silas, and they locked eyes for a long moment, the heat between them coursing through her body like her very own pulse. Max leaned over the bed, his eyes never leaving the sight of her body being pushed to the limits of sheer pleasure.

She looked at the older Abrams and saw a grimace pass over his face as the pants he still wore stretched to the hilt, containing his massive erection seemingly by magic.

Audrey, momentarily battling the sensations coursing through her, smiled at Max. “Get those pants off your body, immediately. I will not have my hard work ruined by your unruly cock!”

The three of them laughed at the beauty and absurdity of the moment, Max immediately obliging her with an obedient, “yes, ma’am” like a good Texas boy should.

* * * *

He couldn’t take it anymore. Max wasn’t exactly the voyeuristic type—he was a man of action, above all else. As much as it turned him on to watch Audrey on the verge of her first orgasm with them, he knew his cock wouldn’t sit idly by. Her amazing responsiveness enthralled and overwhelmed him.

Before Audrey had even blinked, Max had managed to gracefully strip himself of her carefully designed slacks and his undergarments. He kneeled next to her, his cock throbbing as the realization washed over him that nothing separated their naked bodies any longer.
Tonight is not a night for the past. Tonight is for Audrey.
The mantra rang in his head, a new sensation of being present in the moment allowing his body to relax fully for the first time in years.

She immediately raised herself to face the full evidence of his hunger for her, her eyes intensely locking with his after she took in the sight of him.

“Let me have you,” she said as they stared at one another. He gladly complied with her hungry request, moving to straddle her shoulders, his engorged member thick with the most intense arousal he could remember feeling for a terribly long time.

He groaned as she leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock. With a quick flick of her tongue to dampen her lips, she carefully took him into her mouth, the sensation almost immediately proving to be too much. With one hand around the base of his cock, she controlled the steady rhythm of their simultaneous pleasure as she began to writhe beneath him, the ecstasy of the moment obvious in her eyes.

Everything slowed to a halt as the three of them moved in glorious clockwork with one another, the excitement building with each second passing.

“I can’t take too much more of this, Audrey,” Max moaned through clenched teeth. Animalistic grunts ricocheted off the walls, but he it took him a moment to realize they were coming from deep inside of him. He could feel the pure pleasure rushing through him as the moment closed in around them all, and he was unable to stop it for even a second longer. The waves of release threatened to wash over him as the orgasm began to overtake every sense in his body.

Moments later, she groaned her climax as Silas devoured her madly, no longer allowing her orgasm to wait. The beauty of her face as she crossed the threshold into ecstasy enthralled him, the ultimate joy of watching her experience completely overwhelming him.

The sight was enough to send him over the edge once and for all, allowing the release to consume him entirely. He abandoned himself to the surreal turn this night had taken. Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined this new and beautiful thing crashing full-force into his life.

Gasping for breath, he looked down at her as he continued processing the moment they had just shared.

“You are so damn beautiful, Audrey,” he said as he collapsed next to her.

She smiled quietly, a contemplative look spreading across her face. He looked carefully at her, taking in her unique details. He loved her intelligent jade eyes, her elegant, long neck, the look of her tousled short hair on their pillow. He almost forgot about Silas at the edge of the bed, her presence was so captivating. For the first time in a long time, he felt awake again, alive with need and desire. His whole body radiated with sensation as tried his damndest to keep himself in check.

She stroked his hair as they lay face to face, their bodies silently recovering from their first experience together. Audrey leaned into him and tenderly kissed his mouth and the gentle, intimate moment cooled him with its lingering nectar.

He pulled her closer into him, and she let her body splay over his, the gentle, petite curves spread in contrast against his muscles. As they kissed, she occasionally turned to look at Silas, seemingly beckoning him with her entrancing stare.

“What are you doing all the way down there, hmmm?” she murmured to Silas, who seemed mesmerized at the foot of the bed.

* * * *

“I was just asking myself the very same question. This evening is far from over, Miss Rousseau. If you think that was the end of it, you are sadly mistaken.” Silas couldn’t help but be a bit of a smartass right now. His engorged cock demanded attention, and it wasn’t going to wait a moment longer.