Two is Twice as Nice (4 page)

“You want me to keep dating both of you? You don’t think that would be weird? I’m not sure I can be in a relationship where I can say ‘that’s not how your brother does it.’”

Anthony leaned closer to her. “The thing is, we aren’t asking you to date us separately.”

“What my brother is trying to say is that we were hoping you would be willing to have sex with both of us. At the same time.” A devilish grin was plastered on Devon’s face. While Anthony had made every attempt to make her feel comfortable, his brother was sitting back, relaxed. Everything about him said that he was calm and collected; yet, he was still giving off a warmth that made her feel safe.

“Look, we’ve had a couple days to think about this. You don’t have to make a decision right now. Take as much time as you want, then let me know.” Anthony stood up and motioned for his brother to join him. When Devon placed a hand on her shoulder, she had to restrain from leaning into his touch. The twins lingered for a moment, as though they might say something else, but then they left without another word.

Cara kept her back turned until she was sure they would be out of sight. Then, twisting around, she glanced toward the door, hoping for one last look at the twins before they disappeared completely. The whole experience felt like a dream, snippets of conversation floating through her head. Part of her wanted to believe that it wasn’t real. All around her, people were discussing their Christmas plans, finishing their coffee, and comparing recent purchases. Chuckling to herself, she wondered what they would think if they knew the dirty thoughts that were going through her head.

***

Once again, her nerves made her early. After sitting alone in her car for nearly half an hour, the dashboard clock finally clicked over to eight o’clock. Walking up to the front door, she reminded herself of why she was there. The decision had involved a lot of Internet and soul searching, but she had finally decided to go through with it. With a last big breath, she rang the doorbell.

The time between when she heard the ring and when Anthony appeared was torturous. It was her last chance to disappear without having to make any explanation. The twins would know that she got cold feet, but she wouldn’t actually have to account for her actions.

As soon as she saw him, she knew she had made the right choice. She focused on his deep dimples and the flecks of green lighting his eyes.

“I was afraid you might not show up.” Anthony held the door wide open, ushering her into the house.

“I was kind of worried about that, too.” She took a deep breath and tried to let the stress melt from her shoulders.

“Do you want something to drink? Wine, beer, vodka?” He was already halfway down the hall to where she presumed was the kitchen.

The offer was tempting. Alcohol would certainly help her relax, but she wanted to remember the experience, and alcohol would only cloud her memories. “No, thanks.”

“Are you nervous?” He moved back toward her and pulled her into his arms. The warmth of his body turned her insides into a pile of goo.

“Is it that obvious?”

“Look, we’ll just take things slow tonight. If it doesn’t work, we’ll try again another night.”

Of course, she couldn’t tell him, but she had decided tonight was her Christmas gift to herself. Glancing around, she noticed that a very important component of the evening was missing. “Where’s Devon?”

“Upstairs. I wanted to meet you alone first to make sure you are really okay with this arrangement. You sounded very set on your decision on the phone this morning, but now that you’ve had all day to think about it, I thought you might have some doubts.”

“No doubt just some nerves.”

“Well, whenever you’re ready, we can head upstairs.”

She paused for a moment, reminding herself of why she was there. It had been a terrible year, believing that she would wind up alone, with no hope of ever finding love. Every time she went out, people would stare at her. Then she met Anthony. He didn’t look away from her face or pretend that the accident hadn’t happened. Instead, he had actually managed to convince her she was still beautiful. Then she found out that not one, but two gorgeous men actually wanted her enough that they refused to let her go. Any woman would kill to be in that position, but for her, it was more. The universe was making up for the crappy Christmas she’d had the year before. If the world wanted her to have a threesome, she wasn’t about to argue. “Let’s go.”

He took her hand and led her up the stairs. Turning into the first door on the left, he pulled her into open bedroom. Devon sat at a desk against one of the walls. As soon as they walked in, he jumped up, closing the laptop he had been working on. He was grinning like a little boy on Christmas morning.

Anthony kept a tight hold of her hand. “If you change your mind, all you have to do is say so and we’ll stop.” He looked at her very seriously. She nodded.

Leading her to the bed, he sat down and patted the spot next to him, indicating for her to do the same. As soon as she did, he twisted toward her, tilted her head, and began kissing her. It only took a second for her to forget about her nerves. Melting into his body, she let him lower her onto the bed.

His hands fought their way under her dress and up to her breasts, cupping them firmly and fingering her nipple over the lace of bra.

“Lace, huh?” he said, pulling away long enough to strip her dress over her head.

“Had to wear something a little classy.” Turning her head, she caught a glimpse of Devon. Leaning against the wall, he was staring at her. Even though he was across the room, she could see the stretched fabric over his groin. Anthony removed his own shirt and moved on top of her, sinking his lips into hers. She reached down and played with the button on his pants until it yielded to her fingers. Unzipping the fly, she reached her hand between his skin and the fabric, finding his engorged cock and grasping it tightly. A groan escaped his throat.

Using her feet, she pushed his pants down to his ankles. Her pussy pulsed, and her panties dampened. Of course, just thinking about this moment had kept her wet all day. Now that she was finally here, she couldn’t wait to start. Grinding against him, her toes began to tingle.

In one quick move, Anthony pulled away from her lips and shimmied down her body, taking her underwear with him, then he held her tightly in his arms. Following suit, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Rocking to one side, he tugged her over, helping her climb on top of him. “You’re the boss,” he whispered.

She grabbed hold of his base, guiding it between her lips. Already incredibly wet, she moved to allow him to slide into her sex. A moan grew from her chest before escaping her mouth. As she rocked back and forth, she searched the room for Devon. She’d been enjoying herself so much, she had almost forgotten about him. He stood at the foot of the bed, his clothes completely gone. While he watched them, he was rubbing his own erection. In all her years, she had never seen a guy masturbate before. Staring at Devon, she had to admit it was a major turn on.

Suddenly, his hands were on her shoulders, helping her body move back and forth. With a gentle nudge, she laid farther down, returning her lips to Anthony’s, tongues colliding in his open mouth. Devon straddled her legs, his hands sliding over her hips and resting on her ass. With great patience, he began to slide himself between her butt cheeks. It had been a long time since she’d had anal with anyone, and she had almost forgotten how good it felt.

Devon’s progression was slow but steady. Once inside, the twins fell into a rhythm, each holding her gently, making gentle thrusts, each time causing her to cry out. Both men rubbed their hands over her body, exploring every inch of her skin. Her chest heaved as her breathing grew faster and more labored. She wondered if they could even tell how close she was.

“Come for us,” Devon whispered into her ear. Her body tightened, and though she tried to control herself, the pulsing in her body became too strong. She clamped down, surges of pleasure running through her body. Anthony held her tight, his arms wrapped around her, pulling her close to his chest.

Both men continued grinding against her, their pace quickening as she sensed they were near their own climax. Anthony dug his nails deep into her back, his muscles tightened as he moved against her. He kissed her deeply. His muscles relaxed, allowing her to melt further into him.

Then it was Devon’s turn. He thrust hard against her ass, right up to the moment he came, spilling his hot cum inside her. He lay on top of her, his body heavy, as he ran his fingers up and down her side. After a moment, he rolled off of her, resting on the mattress. She shifted to her side, cuddling against Anthony, and rested her head on his chest, listening to the fast pumping of his heart.

Drifting in and out of consciousness, she enjoyed being held by both men, each comforting different parts of her body. Never before had she felt this safe or protected.

“Do you need to get home? It’s Christmas in the morning.” Anthony stared into her eyes, his fingers stroking her arm.

“No. I already got all my presents.” She closed her eyes. It was true. Santa had already delivered her packages, and they were both in that room.

Biography

Emily Cale spent the majority of her childhood as a visitor to the worlds of her favorite authors. With encouragement from her English teachers, she put pen to paper and began imagining her own stories. Preferring the fascinating lives of her characters, she majored in creative writing. When not lost in a manuscript or a good book, she enjoys crocheting, rock climbing, and playing board games. She currently lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, with her husband and a very spoiled cat.

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