She pressed down, taking every bit of Chase Dawson’s cock because that was who she was. She was woman enough for the whole fucking world, but in the end, she just wanted her men. Ben and Chase. Hers.
She wiggled until she felt his pelvis on the cheeks of her ass. She’d taken him. She had him, and she wasn’t about to fucking let him go.
“God, you feel so fucking good, sweetness.” Chase’s hands tightened on her hips. “You’re so tight.”
“She’s about to get tighter.” Ben pushed her back, her legs flowing alongside Chase’s. She felt so fluid, like she could handle anything. “I want in.”
And she wanted him in. She wanted them both. Her pussy pulsed, the thought of having her men deep inside making her quiver. “Come inside, babe.”
She let her back nestle against Chase’s chest. It was an odd position, but so intimate she could barely breathe, and she hadn’t missed the gift Chase had given his brother. Ben would be in control. Ben would be the one who moved her on and off Chase’s cock. Ben would be the one who brought them all to the edge and over.
Chase could have picked another position, one where he was the controlling factor, but he’d ceded control to Ben because Ben was important, too. Ben would lead them to stability, to a happy medium. Ben was the rock they would build their foundation on.
She lay back and let Ben move her legs around his hips. He lined his cock up.
His hands found her face. “I love you, Natalie.”
She smiled up, hoping her love showed through. “Back at you, Dawson. I love you so much.”
His jaw tightened, and he drove his cock home.
Natalie struggled to breathe. So fucking full. Two monster cocks filled her, both stirring restlessly inside her. One in her pussy and one in her ass. She couldn’t move in any way that didn’t make her deeply aware that they were inside her. Her pelvis lit up, strong sensations exploding from her core.
Ben leaned over, pressing himself deeper. “That’s what I wanted to see. You get it now, baby? Who do you belong to?”
She felt her lips tug up. Just days ago she would have resented the question, but she knew now that there were two sides to this question. “You and Chase. And who do you and Chase belong to?”
Kitten was right, not Gretchen. A Dom belonged to his sub as much as she belonged to him. They were locked together in love and longing and deep devotion.
“Oh, baby, we’re yours,” Ben groaned back.
“All yours, sweetness.” Chase pressed his cock up, lighting up her ass. “I don’t want anybody else.”
She was woman enough for them both. She could handle the Dawson brothers. She was their freaking submissive. She was their queen. In a true D/s relationship, the two were completely intertwined. Somehow the universe had brought her these two men, and she meant to keep them.
She was Natalie Buchanan, soon to be Dawson, and she was important. No one could take that from her. No one could make her less than what she was. She hadn’t realized it, but her worth had never been compromised. She was worthy. She deserved this love. She belonged in a beautiful world that she created by virtue of being born and working for it.
When the world she was in turned to hell, she would be strong enough to build another. She did not have to accept a goddamn thing.
“God, I need you both.” She took her pleasure, rocking against them both, her hips rolling.
Ben looked down at her, a savage look on his gorgeous face. “I will always give you what you need.”
He was off. They worked in perfect tandem, Ben pulling when Chase pressed. Chase fucking upward when Ben pulled out.
They were really one whole person, but somehow they’d been split into two beautiful souls, and for some crazy reason they loved her.
Because she was worthy and lovable and she completed them.
She clung to Ben, riding the wave. They filled every inch of her, and she welcomed them. Her body had always been meant for them. She wanted the pleasure they could give her. She wanted to please them back. She wanted to be a vessel for their children, their love one day translated into that most beautiful expression—a child to continue in the world, learning from the parents that this was a beautiful place.
The orgasm swept over her, sucking out the breath and leaving pure sensation in its place.
Chase groaned, and she felt the hot wash of his semen coating her ass, filling her up.
Ben’s beautiful face tightened as he came, filling her womb with life-giving cum. He pressed inside, hips rolling over and over as he gave her everything he had.
His body fell on hers, rolling off and pulling her to the side. She was caught between the Dawson brothers, Ben cuddling her front and Chase her back. Heat surrounded her, four arms encasing her in warmth.
It was the best place in the whole world.
Chapter Seventeen
Ben groaned a little as he moved, stretching out. It was a good groan, the type that let a fellow know he was not only alive, but in good fucking company. His every muscle ached from the athletic sex he’d performed the night before.
Natalie had been perfect. Better than perfect because she’d been theirs and there was no question about it now. She was going to marry them, and their future was set.
Ben opened his eyes, the light causing him to focus on the ceiling above him.
Satisfaction settled in his veins. He was getting married. He was going to have kids and a place to call his own and the most beautiful wife in the world.
He was the fucking king.
He turned, reaching for Natalie.
“Dude, is there a reason you’re trying to spoon me?”
Ben growled because he shared that perfect vision with the other half of himself, the worse half. Yep. He wasn’t going to be able to get away from his freak older brother because Natalie loved his ass, too. And, yeah, that kind of made him happy. “Where is our wife?”
Chase turned away, his body shifting. His hand scrubbed through his hair as he forced himself up, looking around the playroom. “She’s not here. She must be in the bathroom. Or she’s eating breakfast since we didn’t feed her last night. I think that means we’re not good husbands.”
Ben snorted a little. He liked that word—husband. They didn’t need a piece of paper. They’d made her their wife the night before. Oh, they would get that piece of paper, but it was a done deal. “I think it means we were horny husbands. And she didn’t complain. I don’t think she should be allowed out of bed without waking one of us up.”
He didn’t like the idea of her running around on her own. Even just around the ranch.
“I think that’s worth at least twenty.” Chase obviously agreed.
His brother was always thinking of punishments. It filled his brain. It wasn’t like Ben didn’t think about getting his hand on Natalie’s ass, too, but it wasn’t his default position.
Except it kind of was now that Natalie wasn’t peacefully sleeping in between them. What the hell time was it?
He glanced at the clock. Ten a.m. Damn. He’d overslept. His stomach growled because he’d skipped dinner, too. He’d had an excellent time eating Natalie, but he still required calories. Ben sat up, stretching. “What went through your head last night?”
Natalie was probably in the bathroom. It was the perfect time to figure out exactly what had given his brother pause last night. There had been no way to miss that look on his brother’s face. He’d seen it many times before. As Chase had been tying Natalie up, he’d solved something on the case, and he hadn’t liked the conclusion. Ben had felt Chase’s anxiety and figured out it was about the case because his brother loved Natalie. There was no doubt in his mind about that. Chase was in. Ben didn’t have to worry about it. He did have to worry about who got to legally marry her. He would have to fight his brother for that honor, but it was okay. He trusted them. If he lost, Natalie would still be his wife. Chase would still be his brother. He would still have the family he’d longed for.