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Heather POV We left the box and satchel on the patio by the door while we headed to clean up from running in the field and digging in the dirt. The guys had started to head to the loft area when I stopped them. “Where do the two of you think you’re going?” “To shower?” They asked in unison, pointing towards the stairs. “Did you not design that shower...” I point towards the master bedroom. “...with the intentions of the three of us using it together?” They both nod. “Then I suggest you get your asses in there.” I say as I pull my dress over my head while walking into the bedroom. It didn't take long before I heard their hurried footsteps behind me. I turned on the taps and stepped into the shower. Reed and Lucas followed right after. Reed started washing my hair. The feel of his fingers as they massaged my scalp felt amazing. Lucas has put his attention on my neck, shoulders and back. I can feel the heat from his body as he steps in close behind me, running his hands over my ass, gi
Heather POV Lucas didn’t lie, he buried himself deep inside me with one hard, powerful thrust after thrust. It felt even better than before. As Lucas sped up his thrusts, Reed tightened his grip on my hair and picked up his pace of stroking himself with my mouth. I couldn’t keep up. I shifted my head to remove Reed’s dick from my mouth. I was trying to catch my breath when there was a sharp slap to my ass. I never thought that a slap to the ass could be that pleasurable. “Ahhh.” I moaned out. Lucas abruptly stops and pulls out of me. I sighed at the empty feeling. I’d been so close. At first, I thought that he had stopped because he thought that they had hurt me. “I’m fine you...” My words were cut off by another slap. “Ohh.” I groaned, turning to look over my shoulder at Lucas. “What did I say, Mo leannan?” Lucas asks in that commanding voice of his as he gently rubs my stinging cheek. “That you were going to bury your co*k deep in my pussy and fuck me good and hard.” I sighed in f
Reed POV The sound of the patio door opening followed by the mouthwatering scent of roasted walnuts had us both turning to see Heather exiting the cabin. She is wearing a knee-length loose-fitting dark purple skirt with a white chop halter top. Her hair is down and still damp from her shower. The small amounts of water that are dripping from her hair are causing her white top to become see-through in places. No bra again, she really is going to be the death of me. I know I should stop staring, but how can you when there is someone this perfect standing in front of you. “Is there anything I can help with?” The sound of her sweet voice pulls both Lucas and I out of thoughts. Lucas stands to check the grill. “Well, these are almost done so if you and Reed want to set the table?” “Out here or inside?” She asks, looking up at the sky. Both Lucas and I look skyward also. “I think inside might be a good idea. I hate to be halfway through my meal and get rained out.” I answered, walking to
Heather POV I put all my focus on cleaning my plate. For the most part, I think I did a pretty good job keeping my arousal under control. Yes, the sexual need was slowly building, but we were all determined to get through the meal. I will admit that I was tempted to see what a punishment would involve. I mean the thought of how it felt when Lucas spanked me earlier was almost enough to cause the wetness to pool again. The possibility of a punishment and not knowing what it would be, plus wanting to explore the feelings from the spanking were not making it easy to keep my hormones under control. The thoughts that were starting to form were causing that ache to start again. I'm almost done. I only have a few more bits. I start shifting in my seat, clamping my thighs together, anything I can do, so they don't notice how turned on I'm getting again. I was so focused on finishing my meal and trying to keep my arousal under control, that I didn’t even realize that the guys were done and had
Lucas POV I have never had a problem giving a woman pleasure, but it was never my main goal. It was to get myself off and that was it. Not with Heather, though I’d be willing to suffer through blue balls for the rest of my life if it meant that she found her pleasure. The way Heather responds to our touches makes all the others look like they were faking it, and maybe they were, but that’s ok, they were just cheap fake replacements for this beauty in front of me. I don’t know how I ever thought that I could replace her. I slid my hands around cupping her boobs. Reed is right. They are gorgeous. While she was distracted, I put a little lube on my fingers. When she leans her head back on my shoulder, I nibble my way up to whisper in her ear. “You like having Reed’s big cock filling your pussy, don’t you, Mo leannan?” “Yes. It feels...” As she starts to answer, I press the tip of the finger to the first knuckle into her back hole. “Ohhh.” “Do you like that too?” “Yesss.” She moans. “I
Heather POV When I reach home, I park the truck near the end of the driveway and head inside. I didn’t want Grandpa to smell the mixture of sex and the twins on me, so moving as quietly and as quickly as I could, I head for my room to shower. I was able to find one of the few turtleneck shirts I own, a dark purple knit tank top style. It covers the marks well. I pack the last few things that I’m taking with me and start loading my car. By the time I’m done, it’s almost five in the morning. As I walk back into the house from putting the last bit of stuff in my car, I hear Grandpa in the kitchen starting the coffee maker and Grandma moving around in the bedroom. Walking into the kitchen, Grandpa seemed surprised to see me. “Hey Honey, we didn’t think we would see you until late today.” “You and Grandma were already in bed when I got home, so I didn't wake you.” I said, trying to make my comment sound unimportant. “I see you have already packed your car too.” His tone saying he knows
Reed POV I started to slowly wake up. I have the feeling that something isn’t right. I reach for Heather as my brain starts to clear from sleep. Finding the spot beside me empty. I opened my eyes, only to be looking at the confused face of my twin. We both sat up looking around. I made a dash to the bathroom. “Not here.” I yelled at Lucas. I turned to see Lucas pulling on a pair of sweatpants on his way to the door. In my haste to grab my pants from the floor beside the bed, I bumped the night stand, causing the top drawer to slide open slightly. As I reached to push it closed I caught a glimpse of the box inside. I can feel the color drain from my face as I pull the box out. I slid down the side of the bed to the floor. “FUCK!” I screamed as Lucas came back into the room. Standing in front of me with a piece of paper in his hand, he whispers. “She left.” Lucas hands me the paper he has. I take it and open it without looking at him. Dear Reed and Lucas I want to start by saying I
Lucas POV Reed and I stood very still with our heads hung down. It will never matter how big we get. I will always have a healthy fear of my Mom because the last thing I want to do is make her think she did a bad job raising us. Mom has every right to be upset with us at this moment. She and Dad raised us better than that, and its Heather we’re talking about. “Look at me.” Mom commands. We raise our heads to meet the death glare that Mom is giving us. “We will discuss this later at home with Dad. Right now, the two of you are going to get your truck from Lyla’s.” She opens her door. “Oh and boys, Gavin has your keys, and he talked to Heather before she left. You remember how good of a tracker his is? How keen his sense of smell is?” Mom gets in and drives away. “Mom apparently has already talked to Gavin." "Yeah, but was that before or after we called her about needing a ride," Reed says. "I wonder if he saw the marks and if he told Mom?” “I don’t know,” Reed says with a shrug.