Prowling the Vet (9 page)

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

Heat seared Laura’s cheeks but she couldn’t deny the need she
saw in his eyes as he scanned over her huge breasts. She’d never really liked
her boobs, but what woman was ever satisfied with her body?

“Pants off.”
Brandon reached
for her jeans and Laura brushed off his hands, undoing the button, and pushing
the denim over her huge hips. She wiggled and got them off, slipping her feet
out of her flat shoes easily.

She stood up, still standing in her panties, not sure she wanted
them gone, too. She was already so exposed, and they weren’t. She was standing
there in front of two of the most gorgeous men she’d ever seen in real life,
and they were still dressed.

“Hop up on the bed again please, Laura.”

Tyler spoke from behind her and she turned around, gasping when
she saw him.

“Oh, wow, look at you.”

She walked toward him, completely aware that her thighs would
wobble with each step and Brandon would see the dimples in her huge ass. She
lifted her arms to cover her breasts and tried to tiptoe so that her fat
wouldn’t jiggle so much.

A growl sounded behind her and she stopped halfway between them,
glancing back to Brandon.

“What’s wrong?” she asked him, lifting her boobs up a little
more.

“Wrong?” Brandon adjusted himself in his jeans, but didn’t make
a move to remove them. “You’re fucking hot. Hurry up, would you?”

Laura choked out a laugh and shook her head. That guy was crazy.

She turned back to Tyler, hesitantly let go of her tits, and
reached out for him.

“How are you so beautiful, too?”

He was much smaller than Brandon, but still cut and muscular. He
looked fit, as though he could run forever and lift a car when he got there. She
ran her palms up his arms and cupped his shoulders, the muscles bulging out for
her.

“I’m not beautiful, Laura, but I love that you want to give us
compliments. Thank you.”

Tyler led her to the bed and Brandon pushed her back so that she
was on the mattress again. This was the stuff fantasies were made of.

Chapter
Six

Laura giggled with excitement and moved up onto the huge bed so
that she lay with her head on the pillow. She was really going to do this—go to
bed with two men, and brothers at that!

“Are you two going to join me or just stand there staring?”

The men looked between each other before they crawled onto the
bed, Brandon sliding over her and using his knee to spread her legs.

“Open for me.”

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his still denim-clad
ass. Heat pooled between her thighs as he took control of the situation. She
hated to admit it, but she
kinda
’ loved it.

He kissed her lips and she reached up for his head, dragging him
down so that his chest was flat against her breasts. Tingles flared between
them as his tongue speared into her mouth, a groan escaping his lips when he tasted
her.

“I’ll squash you,” he said against her lips and Laura laughed a
little.

“You’re kidding. I love the feel of your weight on me.”

She pressed on his back and encouraged him to lay more on her.

He slowly released some of the weight he held on his arms and
let it sink onto her.

A contented bliss settled over her and she sighed. “Yes.”

Brandon moaned and dove down to her neck, biting and sucking the
skin along her throat, and moving down.

Laura closed her eyes and let embarrassing noises escape her, as
Brandon’s mouth seared a path of heat and pleasure down her body. She ran her
hands through Brandon’s short hair, touching him as much as possible as he made
his way toward her breasts.

His wet lips slid over her flesh as he cupped one of her breasts
with both of his massive hands and plumped it up for his mouth. The kneading
sensation was comforting and arousing at the same time, and Laura opened her
eyes to watch him enjoying her flesh.

He sucked the nipple into his mouth and she cried out, pleasure
shooting down her belly to center between her legs. He suckled her over and
over,
then
moved back onto his haunches to stare down
at her.

Laura made some sort of pleading noise that left her mouth
without her permission, and reached out for him with both hands.

“Come back, please.” She needed his heat and weight on her.

“No, it’s my turn.” Tyler
muscled
his
brother out of the way and reached up to pull her undies down her legs.

Laura let him, impatient for more. It had been so long since
she’d been touched by anything other than her vibrating toys.

“Wow, you’re even beautiful here.” Tyler ran his soft fingertips
over her sensitive clit and down between her folds, making Laura’s whole body buck
up, and she gasped out a huffy response.

“That’s impossible, but thanks.”

She wasn’t waxed or overly concerned about keeping that part of
herself
manicured. She didn’t have time or the inclination
to be pretty for only herself. Now she was thinking maybe she should have.

Brandon moved so that he was shoulder to shoulder with his
brother and stared down at her.

You’ve got to be
kidding me!

Laura tried to close her legs, but Tyler held them wide open.

Brandon shook his head and chuckled.

Laura didn’t like that at all.

“Don’t laugh at me.” She sat up and tried to twist away from
them.

Brandon fell forward and pinned her back on the bed, moving onto
his side and cupping her mound with his hand.

Laura turned her head away and Brandon chuckled again, his lips
moving to her ear.

“I keep waiting for something about you to turn me off, but you
have the best looking cunt I have ever seen.”

Laura hissed and turned her face around to glare at Brandon, but
it didn’t stop him talking.

“You do. It’s a beautiful pink, the lips are symmetrical, and it
has the most inviting slit I have…ever…” Brandon pressed two long fingers to
her opening and she titled her hips up to let him in.

Laura cried out and let her eyes close as she was swept beneath
a wave of sensation. He fucked her with his fingers and she grabbed for his
arms, swept up in the most intense pleasure of her life.

“But how responsive is she, Laura?”

He curled his fingers up and something lit up inside her.

“Oh, good girl…” Brandon let another moan escape and kept
fucking her with his fingers until the tension inside her built up to the point
of breaking.

“Oh, fuck, Brandon…please…” She tossed her head from side to
side, digging her fingernails into his arms.

Brandon pressed deeper and spoke into her ear again. “Come for
me, my woman.”

Laura screamed as the tension peaked and broke, bringing with it
the most intense orgasm of her life. She shuddered uncontrollably, her eyes
sliding shut as Tyler stroked her thighs and Brandon pressed kisses to her
neck.

“Good girl, fuck, you’re so sexy.” The words were growled at her
and Laura took them for the compliment they were.

Brandon was crude and he’d push her limits, she already knew.
She turned her head toward him and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his
neck, and pulling him as close as she could.

*****

Tyler stared down at his woman and his big brother. They’d found
her, finally. All that pointless dating, all those nights of cold comfort were
gone. They had reached their destination, and the sunshine was warm. His hands
continued to stroke Laura’s creamy thighs, and he watched as they opened
automatically.

Oh yeah, it’s my
turn.

His mouth began to water as her juicy, wet cunt opened and
revealed her pink lips.

Brandon’s hand moved away to play with her breasts, and Tyler
slipped onto his belly so that his face was inches away from her mons.

He inhaled deeply and moaned as her musky scent filled his
nostrils.

“Yum.”
He extended his
tongue and swiped his tongue through her folds, moaning as her delicious taste
spread across his tongue. He’d never tasted anything, or anyone like it. Wow.
He dropped his head and began to eat her out properly, with the appetite of a
man who was starving, because he was. She was like the richest wine when he’d
been living on dirty water.

Laura cried out and reached down to dig her nails into his head.

“Fingers.
Please, Tyler.”

Tyler grinned against her beautiful lips and brought his hand
closer to her opening. She needed penetrating, he knew, and fuck, what he
wouldn’t give to be able to sink balls-deep into her right now.

But Brandon and he had already talked about it, and they’d both
decided that the best way to earn her trust and affection was to be selfless in
this first time together. Laura was now the most important woman in the world
to them, and she needed to know that beyond a shadow of a doubt.

Tyler traced the pink, swollen opening with his fingertips and
focused on suckling her clit as he slid two thick digits into her.

“Fucking hell!
Oh, crap!”

Tyler looked up to watch Brandon holding down a thrashing Laura,
her body heaving with her post-orgasmic shudders.

Brandon held Laura’s wrists to the bed above her head and
dropped down to kiss her. She moaned and surged up to meet him.

Tyler looked back down at the swollen, wet, juicy cunt in front
of him. This was it. The last pussy he’d ever see, feel, and taste. And it was
the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

He moved his fingers in and out, reaching inside her, and
pressing on the textured little bit of skin at the back of her vagina. A
muffled groan sounded and Tyler teased it over and over while he flicked her
clit with his tongue. A cry flew into the air above them as Laura tensed her
entire body, her legs straightening on the bed on either side of him.

Tyler licked faster, feeling her pussy tense around him, then
with another hoarse cry Laura began to shake. Her cunt squeezed around his
fingers in waves of spasms and a light cream coated his tongue.

Oh, fuck, that
tastes good.

Tyler licked her clean as she shook with the aftermath of her
latest orgasm, and he slowly withdrew his fingers.

He could hear Brandon whispering to her, so with a final kiss to
her spectacular pussy, Tyler crept up the bed and took the almost comatose
Laura into his arms.

“I…you…what about?”
Laura’s eyelids
opened and closed, her eyes glazed over in
a bliss
of
pleasure that made her look drugged. Tyler could only hope that she got
addicted to him and Brandon, because now they’d never let her go.

“Sleep, sweetheart, we’re here.”

She settled her head against his chest and almost instantly her
breathing changed into the even patterns of someone asleep.

“I’m about to burst over here!”

Tyler smiled and let his own eyes close. His cock was throbbing
against the fly of his jeans, but he was completely content. In an emotional
sense, he couldn’t feel better.

“Well, you go fix yourself somewhere else. I’m staying here.”

Brandon made some gruff noises but he soon settled on the bed
behind Laura and
lay
an arm around her.

Despite his buzzing body, they must have drifted off, because
the next thing Tyler knew, he was waking up to Laura shifting uneasily in bed.

He kissed her head. “You okay, honey?”

She pulled back a little to look up at him, “I need to pee.”

He chuckled and forced his lethargic body to roll off the bed,
pointing in the direction of the master bathroom.

“In there.”

Tyler watched Laura pick up her clothes quickly as she shuffled
to the bedroom, looking far too self-conscious for a woman who had broken apart
in their arms not so long ago.

“Where’s she going?” Brandon’s
groggy
voice sounded from the bed.

Tyler looked back at his sleepy twin.
“Bathroom.”

“
Hmmmm
,” Brandon let his head drop
back against the pillow and Tyler stretched, feeling oddly settled and peaceful.

Laura
stepped back into the room, looking shy and a little haunted.

“I’m
sorry I fell asleep like that. You must think I’m very selfish. Can I, you
know, help you both now?”

She
lifted her eyes finally to his and he could see the hurt there. Wow. She
actually cared about their feelings. Since when did their lovers care about
anything other than their own pleasure?