They followed my lead off the bed, boxing me in, one on either side. One set of hands pulled my shirt up off my head, cupping my breasts and forcing the lace to rasp against my nipples for a moment, as another set undid my jeans and pulled them free. Brandon's fingers toyed with the waistband of my knickers as Hawk's played with my breasts. I watched his throat work as he stared, his thumb rubbing against the hard bead of my nipple.
"Sorry," Hawk said, shooting me a quick grin. "Still can't get over these."
"Then try this," Brandon said as he unsnapped my bra. The garment came loose, and I shrugged it off, Hawk's brows creasing and smoothing as my body was revealed.
There's a terrible vulnerability to standing naked in front of a guy you don't know that well, but all the automatic fears that rushed to the surface could have stayed where they were—in the past. Hawk put his hands on me like I was precious, something that had Brandon growling in appreciation. His fingers trailed up and down my sides, my head falling back on Brandon's shoulder as Hawk’s lips closed around my nipples.
I heard Hawk's hum of appreciation through my own 'kitten noises', as Brandon called them. "So sensitive," he said.
"Not that sensitive," I replied. "You can go harder. A bit of bite is real nice." His fingers clamped down, a shot of pleasure-pain rocketing through my body. Gentle strokes were all well and good, but something with an edge to it had my clit sitting up and taking notice.
And so did Hawk. He noted the splay of my thighs, the rasp of my breath, and surged forward. His lips were all over me, one hand still tugging at my nipple and the other sliding into my pants.
We both groaned at what he found there. He slid his fingers through my wetness, meeting no resistance whatsoever. He pulled back for a moment, looking into my eyes and searching them, as if for answers to what he'd found.
"You're so fucking wet."
He said the words like he couldn’t believe he could provoke such a reaction. I smiled and nodded. “Of course, I am.”
"So let’s get these off," Brandon said, reaching down for my underwear.
"You first." I looked at the two of them, both of them wearing considerably more clothes than me. They moved to obey, and I watched Hawk’s naked form emerge. Damn, he was hot. The long fall of dark hair was the only soft thing on him, his body a picture of well-muscled male beauty. I wanted to close the gap between us, trace that vein up and over his hip and see if I could actually wrap my fingers around that thick cock. I heard the sounds of Brandon stripping, my eyes rolling for a second when I felt that warm presence at my back. I reached behind to run my hand down his body, but he grabbed it with his wrist.
"Focus."
I'd obviously seen Hawk before, but my breath still caught in my chest when he stepped free of his clothes. His head jerked up when he heard the sound, and a pleased smile spread across his face. His hand strayed to his cock as his eyes raked down my body, giving it a couple of long slow strokes. I closed the gap between us, placing my hand over his. I wanted to be the one to make the veins stand out starkly along its length. He stared into my eyes as he pulled his fingers away, his lips dropping open slightly the moment my fingers closed around him.
"Jules..." My name was a whisper on the wind as he pulled me hard against him. "Can't do that. Too fucking close. Your body, your scent, it's driving me fucking nuts. I'm only just holding myself back from pushing you down on the bed and shoving myself into you."
I felt a stab of pleasure inside me as I saw just that in my mind.
"Do it."
"Jules..." Brandon said.
I ignored him, staring into the other man's eyes. "Do it."
Right then, that's exactly what I wanted. We didn't have massive amounts of drama in my relationships, communication being key, but sometimes it felt like fucking by committee. Was this OK? Was I OK? I needed to take someone else's cock before Aaron to warm me up, or let the guys give me multiple orgasms and get me relaxed enough it wouldn't hurt. It was safe, sane, and consensual. But right now, I felt a prickle along my spine—part fear, part arousal. What would it be like, to have someone force me down on the bed, hand on the back of my neck as he forced his way inside me?
Hawk's nostrils flared, his eyes hardening as he breathed me in. "Hawk," Brandon
said. I could hear him shifting, but that wasn't where my focus was. Hawk’s hands locked around my arms like twin vices, and I liked the bite. I dimly heard Brandon's complaints as Hawk threw me down on the bed, his body covering mine, hard and heavy. For a moment, the Tirians in my mind came to a stop, green eyes searching each other in the darkness, their backs arching slightly as they each regarded the other. I felt his fingers between my legs as his mouth came down on mine, his tongue going down my throat as they pushed inside me.
His lips dropped to my neck as my back arched at the brutal onslaught, my gasps now free to fill the room as his teeth dug into my neck. He was dragging me higher, my clit throbbing as his thumb rubbed across it in time with his thrusts.
"Oh yeah," I said when Hawk finally pulled away, stroking his cock from where he knelt between my legs.
"Stop!" Brandon snapped. "You're going to hurt her."
"Never," Hawk said chin lifting. I'd not seen many similarities between him and Jack, but I saw it now. "I wore her scent until Jack made me wash my bloody face. I just want another taste."
My head tipped backwards as he slung my legs over his shoulders, tugging me to the edge of the bed. I felt his lips, his beard on my thighs, then my cunt. My head rolled back at the sensation, and I found myself staring at Brandon.
"You can't control everything," I said in a low rumble. "Sex is about losing control sometimes, something you need to do too. Even if he hurts me, I'm stronger than both of you. Stop being afraid for me, and be with me."
Brandon’s eyes held mine for an interminable amount of time. I watched his every reaction as I began to lose it. Hawk ate me like he was starved, burying his face into me and thrusting his tongue deep inside, he sucked on me rhythmically. Brandon seemed to take in every response before leaping across the bed, shoving Hawk backwards and clambering between my legs. "Get up at her head, feed her your cock."
"She wraps her lips around me, I'm not gonna be able to last," Hawk grated.