Broken Surrender (12 page)

“Believe me, right now I don’t want slow and
sweet,” she groaned.

Jeremy’s lips brushed over the back of her
thigh, and she whimpered.

“Like it or not, that’s what you’re going to
get until we know how your back is going to hold up, sugar. So
hush, and let us work. We’ll make sure you enjoy everything we do;
I promise,” Silas assured her, shoving a pillow under her hips to
lift her higher.

Giving herself over to their touch, she
relaxed into the soft mattress, and focused on the sensations in
her body. The scrape of skin, the tickle of her own hair on her
shoulders, the heat of an exhale across her thigh. It was enough to
drive her mad with desire, and yet it was stoking the flames in her
belly even higher.

When Silas slapped her ass, she yelped, but
it was more out of surprise than actual pain. Glaring back at him,
she grumbled, “What was that for?”

“Testing your pain tolerance,” he said, his
eyes never leaving her ass. He was running his palm over the
stinging skin in circles. Meanwhile, Jeremy continued his nibbling
until he reached the half-inch wide string splitting her ass.

He blew against the wet satin covering her
pussy and gripped the string, tugging it upwards firmly. It was
like he was giving her a wedgie, but this wasn’t anything like
junior high. The material fit perfectly between her pussy lips,
pressing against her swollen clit and into her wetness, making her
squirm. The thin fabric gave way under her movement combined with
his tugging, and the thong snapped in his hands, baring her slit to
him.

“Damn,” he sighed. “I like unwrapping this
pretty package.” Just as he lowered his face to her pussy, Silas
spanked her ass again, and she jerked upwards with a hiss of
surprise. Jeremy’s tongue spread her pussy wide from behind, as the
sting of his brother’s palm washed through her backside, and she
shuddered. It wouldn’t take much to bring on an orgasm, she
thought.

Jeremy’s tongue felt thick as he licked her
pussy from front to back, and then began to tease her opening. She
wanted him to play with her clit, but he seemed to be holding back.
Silas, on the other hand, wasn’t holding back. He continued to
alternate spanks with gentle rubbing and firm massage. Her ass was
on fire, and her pussy was clenching with the need to be filled.
Between the two of them she would probably lose her mind.

Just when she thought she was going to come
even without clitoral play, Jeremy pulled back and got to his feet.
Turning her head, she saw the approval in his eyes as he took in
her bright red ass cheeks.

“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful,”
he murmured. “Good work, Si.”

“How’s she taste?” Silas asked, swapping
places with his brother, and sinking to his knees.

“Like the sweetest fruits you’ve ever
tasted,” Jeremy praised. He reached out and turned her onto her
back, giving her a hard kiss. She’d never tasted herself before,
but the flavor was slightly intoxicating. She didn’t know if it was
because she was so turned on, or because it was via Jeremy’s mouth,
but she wasn’t complaining.

Beside the bed, Silas lifted her legs so
that they were draped over his broad shoulders, and he gripped her
thighs tightly. His technique was very different from Jeremy’s. He
was more carnal and significantly rougher, but she found that after
Jeremy’s gentle touches building her up, she needed Silas’s harder
strokes.

Jeremy took a nipple in his mouth and bit
down just as Silas sucked her clit into his mouth. She shattered
without warning. Her body convulsed against them, pussy clenching
and creaming as she cried out. Stars flickered behind her eyelids,
but she was pleased to feel no pain in her back at all. Maybe this
would work out better than she’d hoped.

When her brain finally began firing again,
she realized that the two men had finished stripping their clothes
off and crawled into bed on either side of her. They were lazily
stroking her body, and even after two phenomenal orgasms in less
than two hours, she was feeling the desire rekindle.

“Wow,” she whispered.

“That was beautiful,” Silas said, giving her
a sweet kiss. She tasted herself on his lips and determined that
that flavor was slightly different with each brother. Attributing
it to their unique flavors, she decided that both were deliciously
addictive.

“It was pretty freaking awesome on this end,
too,” she agreed.

Laughing, Jeremy tweaked her nipple. “Did we
wear you out?”

“Depends on what you’ve got in mind. I’m not
sure I’m up for PT, but I could use a deep tissue massage right
about now,” she teased.

“Oh I’ll massage you deep, baby,” he said,
his clear blue eyes sparkling with mischief. “But you’re going to
take Si first. I don’t want to hurt you.”

The sacrifice touched her. She’d wondered
how they would figure out who went first, but to have Jeremy give
that moment up for her sake meant the world to her. Turning, she
drew his face to hers and kissed him deeply.

“You’re one in a million, cowboy,” she said
against his lips.

“A trillion, but who’s counting?” he
joked.

Silas nipped her shoulder, and she turned
her attention to him. “Are you sure you’re okay, Sarah?”

“Perfect,” she said, honestly. “Never been
better.”

“I just don’t want to do anything that
might—”

“Hurt me. Yeah, I got it, Sarge. I’m not a
china doll. Now shut your trap and make love to me before your
brother beats you to it.”

Her pleasure at his grumble of annoyance was
short-lived because he didn’t let her take control for a moment.
Rolling her to her back, he slid between her thighs and pushed his
fingers into her tight passage, stretching her as he sucked on her
nipples.

When Jeremy passed his older brother a
condom, she had a second of hesitation before she rationalized the
situation in her head. She wanted this. More than she wanted
anything else, she wanted to feel Silas inside of her. To hear him
call out her name when he exploded with passion. Giving him her
most seductive smile, she snatched the condom, and tore it open
with her teeth.

When she began sliding it over his cock, he
hissed in pleasure, but he didn’t stop her. Guiding him to her
opening, she put his cockhead in place and then whispered, “Please,
Silas?”

The time it took for him to slide home was
shorter than a breath, and she felt the sting of her muscles
stretching wide throughout her entire body. It was exhilarating.
Clenching her muscles down on him, she could feel her own pussy
greedily grabbing at his cock as if to hold it in place. His
thrusts were slow and steady for the first few minutes, then he
changed positions, rising up onto his knees, and lifting her ass.
Suddenly, he was thrusting right against the perfect spot inside
her cunt, and she began twitching and trembling as her body reached
for yet another orgasm.

The more she tried to press down, the harder
his hands gripped her hips to hold her up, and she grew frantic
with need. “Silas, please! I need to come.”

“Ask for it, sugar,” he instructed.

“Please make me come.” Her words were mostly
clear, but she was having trouble focusing. Fire burned through her
body making her mindless with need. “Please, please!”

One more thrust was all she needed to fly
over the cliff and into oblivion. The moment her body clenched down
on his, he exploded inside her.

He roared when he came, his body jerking
against her, and his cock jumping inside her. She would most likely
have bruises where his thumbs dug into her hipbones to hold her in
place, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was the fireworks
exploding throughout her body. She’d finally achieved nirvana.

~ ~ ~ ~

Jeremy had never seen anything so damned
erotic in his life. Watching Silas make Sarah shatter with an
orgasm really did it for him. He wanted to be in his brother’s
place, and he wanted to watch them go again. It was
mind-boggling.

His cock was screaming with need, but he
held it tightly at the base, refusing to give up his control. When
he came, he was going to be deep inside of her; that was for damn
sure.

Covering himself with a condom, he waited
patiently for Silas to roll to the side. Sarah followed his warmth
instinctively turning her back to Jeremy, and he took advantage of
it. Sliding in behind her, he lifted her thigh and pressed the head
of his cock into her dripping opening. Between orgasms and sex she
was relaxed enough that he was able to ease into her with only a
few short thrusts.

The moment he was balls-deep inside of her,
he felt tears of emotion sting his eyes. It was like something
clicked inside of him, and his whole life fell into place. This was
his woman. Whether she knew it or not, he’d never be able to
survive without her again.

Unlike Silas’s noisy fucking, Jeremy made
love to Sarah slowly, and quietly. He drew her back to climax with
him by stroking her clit from behind. When he came deep inside of
her, his only regret was that he wasn’t filling her with his cum.
It would be monumental when he did that, but it would have to wait.
Sarah wasn’t ready for that yet.

He and Silas worked together to clean her up
after their love-making because she’d promptly fallen asleep after
her third orgasm. After a quick shower, Jeremy joined the two of
them in the bed, pulling Sarah into his arms so that her head
rested on his shoulder. Silas draped his arm over her waist, and
together, the three of them slept.

Two blissful weeks had passed since Sarah’s
first night with the White brothers, and she was beginning to feel
almost human again. Between working every day with Claudia and
spending her evenings with Silas and Jeremy, it seemed like her
life was finding a happy cadence.

Years in the military had created a need for
structure in her life, so she’d plotted specific hours to work from
home and appointed times to be at the Thompson’s house. It made her
feel necessary again when Claudia called on her for answers or
asked her for help. Her sense of gratification increased as Ryker
began doling out projects to her as well. The system appeared to be
working well for all of them, and she was really beginning to
understand the art behind their creations, too. Mack had an amazing
skill that she both admired and envied. Under his hands, a piece of
plain brown leather took on a glossy sheen and a whole new
life.

After spending a few hours in his shop
watching him work, she’d voiced her awe at his talent, and he
offered to teach her a few tricks of the trade. Holding the rough
leather in her hands while applying tools to it gave new meaning to
the world. She’d gone from feeling useless and broken, to creating
something beautiful. Of course, her neatly tooled piece of leather
had absolutely no purpose yet, but she loved it anyway. Mack had
given her permission to use the shop in her off hours and promised
her more lessons as time permitted.

Outside of her newfound work life, her
personal life was in a continual state of hazy lust. It seemed like
the moment she got within arm’s reach of one of her men she was
aching with desire. Neither man complained, though; in fact, the
feeling seemed to be mutual. They could barely keep their hands off
each other. There had been a few mishaps with her back, but mostly,
the only parts of her that ached were the ones that were being well
used.

The horror on Jeremy’s face when her back
spasmed in the middle of a change in position was a harsh reminder
that she wasn’t a fully capable woman. She’d never be able to go
for hours on end without rest, and there were some positions that
she’d most likely never be comfortable in. Thankfully, neither guy
seemed to mind too much. She wasn’t naïve enough to believe that
everything would remain picture perfect, but at least she finally
felt hopeful.

Juggling a box full of donuts, her laptop
bag, and her purse, she cursed when her back tightened up as she
twisted to get up out of the car. Hanging in limbo with her elbows
on the door frame and her lower body unwilling to cooperate any
further, she ran through the options in her mind.

She could collapse back into the seat, but
that would result in the donuts or the laptop hitting the dirt, and
she didn’t want to sacrifice either. Alternately, she could attempt
to force her back into a vertical position which could result in
agonizing pain and the possibility of a complete blackout…in which
case everything—including her—would hit the dirt. Finally, she
settled on option C, and yelled as loud as possible.

“Claudia!” After a pause she tried again,
“Claudia! Mack! Anyone?”

The front door swung open and Mack pushed
through followed closely by Claudia and Ryker who was carrying
Denver.

“What’s wrong?” Claudia asked as she came
down the porch steps.

“My back,” Sarah panted. “It seized up.” She
instinctively started to rise up as Mack drew closer and gasped at
the pain.

“Don’t move,” Mack snapped, reaching out to
empty her arms, blissfully lightening the pressure.

“Do I need to call 911?” Ryker called out.
Denver whimpered at the concern in his father’s tone, and Sarah
silently cursed her situation again.

“No, I just needed a bit of help,” she
answered. Mack put one arm around her waist and helped her move out
of the doorway so that Claudia could shut the door. “I’m sorry to
scare you guys.”

“Don’t be,” Mack said shortly, “What do you
need us to do? Do you want to go inside, or do we need to bring a
chair out here for you?”

The kindness in his tone, and the absolute
security she felt with him touching her was emotionally moving. She
hadn’t even felt the need to pull away when he touched her. How
long had it been since she’d been comfortable with being touched?
Clearly, Silas and Jeremy were having an impact on her.