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  “I’m giving her two weeks to acclimate toward us and be less cautious. Then I’m going after her.”

  “We,” I amended. I undid my tie and threw it onto the table, feeling hot and bothered after interacting with Olivia.

  “We’ve waited for a long time for the right woman to come along. Now that we've found her, I’m doing whatever it takes to have her,” Jack stated.

  “And her ass,” I finished.

  “Fuck. She's feisty. She kicked her dick of a boss in the balls. She’s going to give us hell.” The thought excited Jack. He was up for a challenge. She would be ours, in the end. We would give her space but the sooner she accepted us, the better.

  I couldn’t wait to shove my cock down upturned rosy lips. Her glasses gave me a hard on. “Who’s going first? We have to take turns first. Her cunt will be tight. She has to be ready before we can even think of taking her together.”

  Jack groaned and adjusted himself.

  The thought of cumming in her nubile body had me almost cumming in my ten-thousand dollar suit.

  “Fuck,” I muttered as I gripped my cock through my pants.

  “Easy, brother. We still have to get her open to the idea of us. Together,” Jack warned. Not everyone was receptive to the idea of us.

  Although she was affected by both of us if her heavy breathing had been any indication.

  “I’m giving it a week before we go in,” he groaned painfully.

  Chapter 4

  Olivia

  I whooshed out a breath and huffed and kicked the covers off. I tossed and turned and punched my pillow. Learning the ropes of Black Hawk all day made my feet hurt and my mind whirling with the intricacies of the business. Now, when I finally got myself in bed, it was impossible for me to drift off. After the day I had, you’d think my exhaustion would make me succumb to sleep.

  My thoughts drifted toward my bosses. My sexy, fuckable bosses. When they towered over me as we were touring the offices, my thighs clenched. I didn't try to understand this visceral reaction I had towards, not one but both of them.

  I had only been with one partner during my freshman in college. Joe was a year ahead studying journalism when we met in the library and he asked me out. Joe was…nice. We dated for about a year. The sex was pleasant but I didn’t have anything to compare it to. It wasn’t passionate, earth-shattering sex but rather an itch we scratched for each other.

  But Jack and Reese weren’t someone who would settle for an itch. They were domineering, controlled men who took what they wanted. They would consume the person they had their sight on.

  I shivered at the thought of what would it feel like to have their hands on me. Pushing me down and pulling my hair. I shook my head out of my reverie.

  Jack had shown me around the office while Reese had given me the reins to managing their lives. It couldn't be but both of them found reasons to deliciously brush themselves against me leaving goosebumps in their trails.

  My alarm rang signaling the time I have to get ready for my new job.

  I ran to the shower, quickly brushed my teeth and hair, and dressed in a smart attire of a black pencil skirt with a white blouse tucked in and red heels.

  I wanted to make a knockout impression. For who, I didn't know. I was still in that first stage of trying to impress my new bosses. I wanted them to like me and I was grateful that I was able to secure this position. The pay was great and the benefits amazing.

  Ever since my father passed away, I gave this first sigh of relief, content with my life rather than working and worrying. The salary package was more than enough to leave me with leftover income after I would make loan payments each month.

  I was at ease.

  ***

  “Mr. Black, your 2 p.m., Mr. Smith, is here,” I spoke through the intercom, motioning for the gentlemen to sit in the spacious, waiting area.

  It was my second week on the job and I loved it. Whereas Jack was quiet and controlled, Reese was more relaxed and fun, although his eyes were smolder-y. They bore into me whenever he was speaking to me. Lately, Jack and Reese were following my every movement and I got them staring at my ass. They shared an office and I always saw them in the reflection of the glass door.

  I was feeling brave and, apparently stupid because I started wearing shorter pencil skirts and left two buttons of my blouse opened.

  The change didn’t go unnoticed as evident by the heated, smoldering eyes. I felt like a prey being circled by two predators who were waiting to be pounced. Or pounded in this case, I thought cheekily.

  “Alright, Ms. Cole, send them in.”

  I gave a sigh of relief. Mr. Smith had been leering from his perched position. I felt his eyes follow me as I restocked paper in the printer and added ink. I didn't want to raise a scene but the lustful gaze made me uncomfortable considering my last job.

  “You may go in, Mr. Smith.” I held the office door open.

  He got up and brushed pass me and slapped me on my ass with a wink. I almost tripped at the shock and audacity of the action that I didn’t think, my self-training classes kicked in and I grabbed his shoulders and kneed him.

  He yelled in pain and dropped to the ground clutching his precious jewels.

  Oh shit. Fuck. What did I do? It hadn't even been a month before I fucked up again.

  I didn’t think of the repercussions and now I was going to get fired. And I liked this job, the challenge of it and the security I felt. I closed my eyes and dropped my shoulders and leaned back against the doorway.

  I was almost in tears as the events caught up with me. Twice in a row I was sexually assaulted. Each time, I felt disgusting and vile.

  At his cries of pain, Jack bolted across the room and Reese ran from his office across Jack’s.

  “What happened?” Reese fumed.

  I didn't answer.

  “Your secretary attacked me. She’s a fucking crazy person. A lunatic,” Mr. Smith wheezed out, slowly raising to his feet.

  Jack accessed the situation and turned towards me. “Tell me, Ms. Cole, what happened?” He implored softly.

  They were quivering with rage and I knew it wasn't intended for me. They suspected something unwarranted had happened and wanted my affirmation.

  Tearfully, I told them what happened.

  Before I could finish, Jack grabbed Mr. Smith and punched him right across the jaw, pushing him against the wall and plummeting him with punches in his gut.

  Jack held Reese and whispered in his ear to which Reese calmed down.

  I stood there in shock. Reese was easy-going and collected. He lost his cool.

  For me.

  I didn't know what to make of that.

  Chapter 5

  Olivia

  After forcing me to drink water, Jack tipped back on his heels and framed my face in his hands. “Are you okay?” Reese had kicked Mr. Smith out and ordered the office to not disturb us.

  I was taken back at the sudden touch and the tingle I felt down the back of my neck. I leaned into Jack’s touch and answered, “Yes.”

  Reese, behind me, patted my body looking for injuries when I noticed he lingered his hands on the side of my breasts, his thumb almost brushing my nipple. His other hand was holding my ass, kneading it checking for bruises.

  Except his touch wasn’t unwelcome. His touch didn't make me feel disgusting. It enlivened me. Emboldened me.

  Jack’s gazed stooped half-lidded and he smirked when I caved into his hands caressing my cheeks. He nodded to Reese behind me. A second later, firm, callused hands gripped me by my waist from behind. Reese held me protectively and the electrifying heat that shot through my core stunned me.

  I was turned on.

  By both of them.

  I let my instincts and feelings take over. I let go of norms and doubts and just did what seemed to be natural to me.

  I slyly leaned my back against Reese’s chest to seek…something.

  A moment later I tried to clear myself out of the lust induced haze I was
trapped in by my two sexy bosses, when I felt strong, firm lips press against mine.

  The kiss shocked me and my mouth fell open.

  To which Jack swooped in with his tongue and ravaged my mouth, his kiss became impassioned and I had no choice but to follow his path.

  Reese’s arm behind me began to explore down further until he reached under my skirt. I moaned at the sensory overload when his hand trailed up to reach my center. I clenched my thighs together, instinctively, and Reese pushed them open with his hands.

  “Wh—What’s happening?” I whispered.

  “Relax,” Jack murmured against my lips. “Don’t think. Feel.” He was softly biting my lips, tugging them and it was the most sensual kiss I have experienced.

  I gasped against his mouth when a thick finger pushed aside my panties and entered me, probed me. I dropped my head back against Reese’s shoulder as another finger joined his first, pushing inside me, mimicking the thrusting actions.

  “I’ve been aching to do that for a week,” Reese said. His voice was husky and low.

  I was overwhelmed at the pulsations racking through my body as Reese continued his torment on my writhing body seeking release.

  Reese

  Jack sank down to his knees in front of Olivia and slowly undressed her, unzipping her skirt and pulling it down. He groaned at the sight of her pink, throbbing cunt beneath my fingers. I had stretched her wide with my two fingers.

  “Look at that beautiful dripping cunt,” I murmured from behind Olivia. With my other arm I encircled her waist and unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. Her tits were heaving against the confines of her pale blue bra.

  Jack hooked a finger in her panties and ripped it, the sound of the seams busting joining the groans and the moans. I unsnapped her bra and her tits bounced free. I lifted them with my left hand, testing their weight and lusciousness.

  Her pale breasts were heavy and her rosebud nipples peaked. She was a conundrum of innocence and sexuality. Breathtaking.

  I tweaked her nipples and rolled them with two fingers. Jesus, she was fucking hot, writhing beneath my touch. She was a dynamite that was waiting to be listened and burst with fireworks.

  Waiting to be fucked.

  By both of us.

  “Fuck, look at those pert nipples. They’re already hard and straining. She’s enjoying this.”

  “Please,” she gasped, tethering on the edge of her climax, desperately seeking the elusive climax. I wasn’t going to let her come that easy. I wanted to take her higher to the point where there was no coming back. To the point where she begged us to fuck her cunt.

  I quickened my pace, my fingers thrusting faster, coated with her juices. She was beautifully wet. Jack, leaned back from his perched position, pushed another finger alongside mine stretching her wider. She was tight and needed to be stretched before she could accommodate our thick cocks.

  Her knees threatened to buckle and I held her up with my arm wrapped around her waist.

  “Damn, you're the most beautiful little firework we've ever seen.” I choked out, my erection demanding to be inside her.

  She was naked and Jack and I were fully dressed. There was something so erotic, powerful, and dirty about that that made me harder. She was ours to do with what we pleased. If we wanted, all we had to do was unzip our pants to fuck her. She was at our delicious mercy.

  The cherry on the cake was that she was only dressed in glasses and that was fucking sexy with the way she looked.

  Her responsiveness undid him. I waited almost two weeks to do this. When she had a panic attack the day she came to interview, my protective instincts rose and I found myself wanting to care for her and protect her.

  In that moment, I wanted my babies inside her. I wanted to breed her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fill her with my semen.

  I wanted her.

  The two of us had always shared women. It was odd and the first time it happened it was pure teenage horniness but we grew to enjoy it, our main goal was to pleasure the woman. It was odd but natural to us. We’re brothers, not by blood but by something stronger.

  Her climax brought me back to the moment and I sunk to the ground with her, careful not to hurt her.

  Jack's fingers and mine were dripping with her need. But, Jack, who was always the more dominant and controlling out of the two of us, decided he had enough of sitting on the sidelines.

  He glanced at me and said, “My turn.”

  Chapter 6

  Jack

  “I want to kiss you here,” I said, cupping her drenched cunt. “Have you ever been touched here?” I asked, trailing kisses up her thighs.

  “Once.”

  I glowered, annoyed at someone else basking in her softness, her innocence. “No one else will touch you. You're ours.” I bit out, not angry with her, but at the unnamed face who possibly couldn't know the treasure he once held.

  I was possessive as fuck, if anyone touched her inappropriately, I would lose my mind.

  Olivia turned her head and gazed at Reese who was lying next to her sucking her nipples.

  “Yours,” she said softly. She lifted her hand and placed it on each of us. “Mine.” She claimed us like we claimed her.

  She was perfect.

  I grinned and gazed at her center. A small patch of brown covered the top of her pussy. I stroked my covered cock as I thought about nuzzling it, feeling her soft hair against my lips as I kissed her hard nub.

  Sitting directly in front of her pussy, I could see her juices leak down between her ass. I saw her clench when she watched Reese pleasure himself at the sight of her naked body sprawled across my office floor.

  I stared down at the flawlessness of Olivia. Need coursed through me. My hands were trembling akin to a junkie needing their next fix. I’ve wanted her for what seem so long, and now here she was for the taking.

  I didn’t plan to kiss her but when that fucking idiot put his hands on her, he was a goner. Reese beat the shit out of him and I wanted to but I couldn't because I saw her standing in shock. I went to her side and hugged her.

  Comforted her.

  I knew what she was feeling.

  To be assaulted by two asshole men in the span of two weeks would fuck with anyone’s mind.

  She was so vulnerable and resigned to her fate. She thought she was going to lose her job.

  Never.

  Heck, I wanted to do dirty things to her right on that sidewalk when she bumped into me that first time.

  I had been angry because our manager of three years was embezzling from us and I had to deal with him. But the sight of her there adorably, embarrassed, and sad I couldn't resist and I had to know more.

  When the angry clouded vision cleared, I was stunned by her beauty, her sexiness, her vulnerability and her strength when she pushed off me. She tugged my heart when she leaned her head against mine to seek comfort.

  For that matter, she had to meet Reese because she was perfect with her chestnut hair, porcelain, glowing skin and sea green eyes. She looked like an angel.

  From the corner of my eye, I saw Reese undressing and his eyes were transfixed on her tits. His cock was already in his hand when he roughly gripped it, stroking it a few before kneeling near her mouth. His cock jutted against her mouth and, holy fuck, she took the tip in her mouth. Her tongue licking him, encircling him.

  I inhaled her musky scent before licking her slit and she almost came from that alone. I licked and lapped. I circled her clit with my tongue.

  The visual was breathtaking. Her mouth was being fucked by Reese while I was fucking her with my mouth.

  “I have to be inside her,” Reese groaned.

  “Patience, brother,” I advised but I didn’t take my own advice. My licks and nibbles become more frantic. I couldn’t get enough of her taste in my mouth. I craved more. I wanted everything from her. All her gasps and moans were ours. I felt her pussy spasm and shake beneath my mouth.

  I gave one last lick and she came.

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p; “Goddamn it. I need to be inside of you,” I said and quickly, undressed and settled back between her spread legs. Her eyes followed me till she had a good, long look at my cock.

  She grew apprehensive from the way her brow furrowed and she pulled her mouth away from Reese’s cock. “That’s too big.”

  “Sweetheart, there is no such thing as too big,” Reese chortled.

  Reese started to ram further in her mouth and she gagged but he didn’t budge from fucking her mouth savagely. Her eyes teared up as she matched thrust for thrust, her tits jiggling from the motions.

  “I'm cumming,” he warned her.

  She continued sucking till Reese came in her mouth.

  Jesus fucking Christ, she was fucking amazing. She was going to be the death of us.

  It would be a great way to die.

  “Please,” Olivia pleaded.

  “Please, what?” I demanded.

  Please…please…fuck me,” she gasped out, overcome by her need to be filled fully.

  I grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down her slick heat before thrusting into her sweet cunt in one glorious thrust.

  “Wait…condom.”

  Really?

  Hell, no.

  “No,” I grit out.

  “But, I'll get pregnant.”

  “We're clean. You're clean. We're breeding you. We're gonna fill your cunt with our cocks and your belly with our babies,” Reese ordered.

  I thrusted not caring if she was adjusted to my size or comfortable with the idea of us going bareback. The thought of breeding surged me on.

  She tensed at the sudden invasion her pussy stretching to accommodate him.

  “Fuck, you're tight,” I choked out, too consumed by the sensation. My breathing became more ragged, need pulsing through me.

  “Flip her,” Reese ordered, impatient. I couldn’t blame him. Olivia was pure sin and temptation.

  And I wanted her to take both of us. See her filled by both of us. I didn’t care if she couldn’t. We needed to be inside her together.

  I flipped over so she was straddling me, whilst I continued to fuck her senseless.

  Reese

  I wordlessly moved behind her and her lush ass and came into her, the globes curvy and bouncy. I stretched her ass cheeks, splaying her open wide to my eyes and, fuck, she was more beautiful from here.