Free Power Up 3: Whispered Words by Marie Harte

little but the large man stealing her will, her breath, as his mouth consumed her.
    His hands seemed everywhere, yet didn’t come close to her pussy.
    Before she knew it, he had her on her feet and in front of the fire as he pushed her flannel shirt from her shoulders. It pooled on the ground. And then she noticed over his shoulder that they weren’t alone.
    Xavier stood behind them, naked and aroused as he held himself, stroking his cock while he watched.
    She should have been embarrassed, startled. But she felt a sense of rightness when he circled his brother and came to stand behind her. He pulled down her pants and underwear as Josh kissed her.
    They caged her between them. She seemed so much smaller, dominated by muscular men who were aroused and ready to take her.
    “So good,” she murmured as Josh’s mouth moved down her body once more.
    Xavier reached around her to cup her breasts and slid his cock against the small of her back. Josh continued his downward path. On his knees, he nudged her legs wider and kissed the thin strip of hair covering her mound.
    “I want to eat you. All of you,” he growled and sucked her clit hard.

    She cried out, and her knees shook, but Xavier held her upright. He continued to fondle her breasts and kissed her neck, her ear, whispering how much he wanted to fuck.
    “You protected, honey?” he asked while Josh thrust a finger inside her, in time with his licks against her clit.
    “Oh God.”
    “Chloe?” Xavier pinched her nipple, and she cried out, so close to coming.
    “Wh-what?”
    “We don’t have any condoms. So do we need to get creative?”
    “No. Protected,” she barely managed before she found her back flat on the rug, Josh over and in her in the span of seconds.
    He fucked her like he owned her, taking and pushing her to new heights. So full, so huge inside her as he slid deeper and faster.
    “Oh yeah. That’s it. Take it.” He grazed her clit with each push, and before she knew it, she came hard, stars bursting behind her eyelids while he shuddered and groaned her name.
    She blinked up at him to see his jaw clenched, his face contorted in pleasured pain as he came inside her. And then he withdrew, and Xavier was there. Just as thick, as firm, as hungry.
    “Oh fuck. She’s so tight.” Xavier pumped, ramming deep once before he stilled and groaned. Like watching a replay of before, he looked like a veritable conqueror as he rode out his climax.
    Chloe had a hard time thinking as he leaned over and kissed her. The contact felt so good, like a meeting of more than bodies, but hearts and minds as well. All that happy crap she tried not to feel when it came to men and sex. Yet here she was, feeling so damn pleased with herself and them.
    Not him. Them.

    She glanced at Josh and found him lying next to them, his expression shuttered, his gaze on them both.
    Xavier remained inside her, and he didn’t appear to be getting any smaller.
    “Again?” Josh asked him.
    “Again,” Xavier answered and started moving.
    “Oh my God.” Chloe had been reduced to mindless epithets as she lay under Xavier. He felt so good inside her. Inside her . “Oh my God” suddenly took on a whole new meaning.
    “I’m clean, Chloe. Josh too. We’ve always used protection.” Hearing him inside her while his body possessed hers only made the intimacy that much deeper. “Xavier, how…?”
    “We’re connected, Chloe. All three of us.” Xavier looked at his brother. “Right Josh?”
    To her astonishment, she heard an echo of Josh’s agreement through Xavier.
    “Josh?”
    Xavier answered, “I’m the telepath. I bridge us all. Together, Chloe. We’re good, aren’t we, honey?”
    He thrust harder, and she moaned, caught in his spell.
    She sensed more thoughts passing back and forth between him and his brother, and then Xavier pulled out of her.
    “On your hands and knees.” His voice was thick, his hunger urgent.
    Both men had long, thick cocks covered with her . Mine, she