Twice the Malone by Laylah Roberts

3

Beau could tell she was nervous.

Hell, if the three attempts to unlock her door with her key card before she’d dropped it hadn’t been a clue, the way she now stood in the living area of her hotel suite, moving her weight from side to side while she chewed her lip would have been enough.

He wondered what he could do to put her at ease. He couldn’t believe that bullshit those girls had spouted at her about her body. Or what she’d said back.

She was sexy as hell. He was dying to get his hands and mouth on her boobs. When could they get to the boobs part?

He stilled as he realized both Maddox and his darlin’ were staring at him. Shit. Had he said that out loud? And how come he didn’t know his knockout’s name yet? He had to know what to get tattooed on his heart.

Okay, that was even corny to him. Beau had never had the urge to settle down. He had too much energy, too much life in him to keep still for long. And there’d never been a woman who’d kept his attention. Maybe that said something bad about him, he didn’t know. But hell, there was something about her.

He’d seen her across the room, sitting on her own, and he just knew that shit wasn’t going to fly. Someone that sweet and gorgeous wouldn’t be alone for long. He was shocked that someone wasn’t already looking after her.

But their loss was his gain. He’d made sure to get over there quickly.

Then when his brother had mentioned the blonde beauty who’d run into him, it had just cemented it for him.

Not that they always shared women. But he’d always had this dream that they’d one day share a woman for good. One who’d make them apple pie, watch the game with them, then suck their cocks. He had simple needs.

Unlike Maddox. He was more complex. Beau figured that’s why he had to be the easygoing one. Because his brother was anything but. Well, that wasn’t true. He used to smile more, laugh and tease. Until that bitch messed him up. Oh, he’d always had a need for control. That dominant side had always existed. But now it was closer to the surface.

Maddox hadn’t been with another woman since her, so the fact he was interested in this girl was progress. He saw the way Maddox watched her. With hunger and need. Same way Beau probably watched her.

Beau knew it would be a special woman who could take both of them on.

But his darlin’ could be the one. Especially as she was a bit naughty. That just excited them both. Maddox because he would get to spank her ass. Beau because he would get to kiss it all better after.

“Nice hotel room, darlin’.” He prowled through the suite. “Two bedrooms?”

“Um, yes.”

She was looking decidedly nervous. As though they were about to pounce on her. He figured he’d put her more at ease. Picking up the menu from the coffee table, he lay back on the sofa and put his boots up on the table. “What do you want from room service?”

“Don’t put your boots on the furniture.” She frowned at him. “And give me that menu, I’ll order the room service. You know, maybe this wasn’t the best idea.” She licked her lips nervously.

He grinned up at her. “Aw, you trying to boss me around? What do you think of that, Mad?”

“I think you should get your damn boots off the furniture.”

She sent Maddox a smile. But Beau knew the other shoe was about to drop. Poor thing had no idea what she was up against with Maddox. Just as well Beau was here to soften his brother’s edges.

“Come here.”

Her eyes widened.

“That wasn’t a suggestion.” Maddox’s voice went low, demanding.

To Beau’s delight, she immediately walked to his brother. Ah, so she was a sub under that fire. Delicious.

“Come here.” Maddox sat and patted his lap.

She shook her head. “I can’t.”

Uh-oh. She was in trouble. Beau kicked off his boots, put his feet back up onto the coffee table, and settled in for the ride.

“Why not?”

“I’m too heavy to sit on your knee.”

Beau chuckled.

She turned to him, her gaze narrowing, her hands on her hips. “You think my weight is funny?”

Okay, nope.

Beau might not be a Dom, but he wouldn’t allow his woman to speak badly about herself.

He gave her a firm look back. “Not at all. I do think it’s funny that you haven’t caught on how much trouble you’re now in for speaking about yourself like that.”

“Trouble?”

“I think she’s asking for a spanking, brother,” he said to Maddox.

“I think you’re right,” Maddox replied smoothly.

Shock filled her face. “N-no I’m not. Why would I do that?”

Beau shrugged. “Nothing wrong with wanting something, darlin’. But instead of acting out, you can just ask for what you want.”

“I’m not acting out. You make me sound like a child who isn’t getting their way. I’m forty years old.” She flushed, as though she hadn’t meant to say that.

“Forty looks damn good on you,” Beau said admiringly. “Damn good.”

“How old are you?”

Nope, he wasn’t telling her that. He could see her using it as a way to wiggle out of this. The fact that they were six years younger than her was immaterial to Beau. Nothing mattered but this woman. And she was all woman.

She went to sit down on Maddox’s lap, but he grabbed hold of her hips. “Oh, no, we have a bit of punishment to take care of before you get to sit. Beau, order room service if you’re hungry.”

“Already ahead of you, man.” He had the phone in his hand. If he was hungry. When wasn’t he hungry?

“Although, I’d happily feast on her pussy instead of a burger. Ah, who am I kidding? I can have both, right?”

“Y-you want to do that?”

Beau froze. “Why wouldn’t I want to do that?”

“I didn’t think men actually liked to do that. I figured they did because it was the quickest way to get a woman wet and ready for them.”

Her face was bright red. He liked that. Such an innocent.

“Why would I care about using the quickest way possible. I mean, unless we were in a rush or in public. Hmm, that could be a possibility. But otherwise, I want to take my time. I want my mouth and hands on every inch of you. Eating you out isn’t a means to an end. It’s the fucking main course.”

Her chest was going up and down with her quick pants. She liked that. He winked at her. “Now, go appease the beast while I take care of our other hunger.”

She turned to Maddox while Beau placed their order. Burgers, fries, and beer. Couldn’t go wrong with that, right?

“You wouldn’t really spank me?” she asked in a whisper.

Maddox had his elbows on the arm of the chair, staring up at her as she stood between his open legs. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t? You’ve been warned about not talking badly about yourself. That one warning is better than most people get with me.”

Beau linked his fingers across his flat stomach as he watched them. Better than any movie.

She licked her lips and looked over at Beau. He just grinned at her. He wasn’t going to be any help. Sure, he’d soothe her after Maddox reddened her ass. But he wouldn’t stop Maddox from punishing her. These foolish thoughts about being fat could be very detrimental to her mental health.

He couldn’t allow that to continue.

This was his girl. Hmm, he wondered what her actual name was.

“Don’t I have to agree to this? Have a safeword? That sort of thing.”

Beau watched her carefully. Did she not want this? If she didn’t, Maddox would back off. He’d likely leave. But he’d never force her.

“You don’t want this?” Maddox asked. “Or are you just scared?”

She licked her lips. “I have no experience with this.”

Maddox nodded. “And you don’t know us. Smart girl. But I can’t let the insult to you go. No matter that you made it yourself. So, you get to decide. You texted our names to your friend. You’ll have your phone close at all times. I won’t tie you up or force you. You say red at any time, I’ll stop. Also, Beau will watch out for you too.”

Beau gave her a salute. She still looked worried.

“If you want to do this, I’ll go very easy on you. If you don’t, Beau will show you a damn good time without me.”

“An ultimatum? I let you spank me, or you walk?”

He shook his head. “I know it seems that way, but the truth is I don’t have it in me to stay and not touch you. And if I touch you, I’m going to seize control. Command it, understand? That’s just who I am.”

“You’ll honor a safeword?”

“I will. I don’t think I’ll do anything that will require you to need to use it, though.”

“O-okay. I want to try. Should we talk about limits?”

“All I’m going to do is spank you for talking negatively about yourself. Then you’re going to sit on my knee while I feed you. And then after Beau’s had his dinner, he’s going to feast on you for dessert.”

“I can’t have dessert first?” Beau complained.

“No,” Maddox growled.

“You boss him around too?” she asked Maddox.

“Nobody controls Beauden Malone,” Beau told her with a grin. “But Mad likes to try. I usually let him get away with it because otherwise, he pouts.”

“Beau,” Maddox said in a warning voice.

Her eyes were wide as she stared at Maddox then back over at Beau, who stuck his lower lip out in a massive pout.

She giggled and he grinned, proud of himself.

Maddox just shook his head with a grumble. But Beau spotted his lips twitching up into a smile. Damn, it was good to see his brother at least attempt a smile again.

“Your full name is Beauden?” she asked.

“Sure is. Most people just call me Beau, though.”

“I want you to take off those jeans, fold them up and put them on the sofa,” Maddox told her.

She glanced down at Maddox nervously. Poor thing. This had to be hard for her with her obvious hang-ups about her weight. Beau hated that. He wanted her to be so self-confident in her own skin that wearing clothes became a bother. Hmm. How sweet would that be? To have her walk around constantly naked.

“What’s your name, little one?” Maddox suddenly asked.

Her eyes widened. “Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m about to let you spank me and you don’t even know my name.”

“Do you have to know someone’s name to spank them?” Beau asked.

She pointed a finger at him. “Stop that. You know what I mean.”

“Well?” Maddox asked, never one to be ignored for long.

“Scarlett,” she whispered.

“Well, Miss Scarlett. It’s time to pay the piper. I should warn you that the room service will be here soon and if it arrives while I’m in the middle of spanking you, I’m not going to stop.”

Fuck. Just thinking about how hot that would be had Beau wanting to reach into his jeans and draw out his cock.

In fact, that sounded like a damn fine idea. As Scarlett stripped off her jeans, he opened his and drew out his dick.

Maddox shot him a look then rolled his eyes. What? It wasn’t like Maddox hadn’t seen his junk before. Although the way Scarlett paused with her jeans still wrapped around one ankle and stared at him it was obvious she’d never seen a dick this fine before.

“Like what you see, darlin’?”

“I . . . I . . . it’s big, isn’t it?”

He barked out a laugh while Maddox groaned. “Don’t encourage him.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m sure you’re just as well endowed.”

“Darlin’, we seriously need to work on your dirty talk,” Beau told her. “And no, it isn’t. There’s nothing quite like Marv.”

“Marv?” she queried as Maddox cleared his throat and looked pointedly down at her jeans. She flushed but removed them, leaving her in her white, loose shirt. Hmm, he hadn’t gotten a good look at her panties. He was betting on white cotton.

“Short for marvelous.”

She groaned. “Seriously?”

“You’ll find out for yourself soon,” he told her.

“Enough,” Maddox said firmly. “Beau, you’re interfering in Scarlett’s discipline.”

And that was a big no-no. He got it.

“My lips are zipped.”

“But your jeans aren’t,” Scarlett said dryly.

“Good one, darlin’.”

“Beau!” Maddox snapped.

“How come Beau doesn’t get spanked for being naughty?”

Oh, fuck. Was she pouting? Christ, he was going to come all over his hand in a minute. He grabbed the base of his dick, trying to catch his breath. Fuck. He at least needed to wait until the room service had been delivered.

Damn, though, those lips were made for pouting. He wondered if she ever wore lipstick. She didn’t seem to have much makeup on at all. But red lipstick would suit her.

“For one, he’s my brother so that would be disgusting,” Maddox stated.

“And two, I’d kick his ass,” Beau said cheerfully. “Might not be a Dom, but I’m not a sub either. Nobody spanks my ass.”

“Panties off, now,” Maddox demanded, obviously running low on patience.

She bit that luscious lip as she reached under her shirt and drew down her panties. Maddox held out his hand for them.

She stared at him. From what Beau could see, he’d been wrong. They looked pale blue and silky.

“Give them to me,” Maddox told her.

“You’re not going to steal them, are you?” she asked suspiciously.

“She’s got you pegged, Mad,” Beau stated with a grin.

“They’re part of a matching set. I want them back.”

“Little one, give me your panties now,” Maddox said in his Dom voice.

She immediately handed them over, her mouth slightly open in shock.

Delicious.

Then Maddox brought them to his nose.

“How does she smell?” Beau asked.

“Like fucking heaven.” Maddox threw the panties to him. Silky soft. And yep, she definitely smelled like heaven.

“You two are insane. People don’t sniff other people’s panties.”

Beau laughed. “Darlin’ there’s a kink for everything, so there’s probably one for panty sniffing. Although it’s not normally something I get into, but with you, everything’s different.”

Just then, there was a knock on the door. She squeaked and tried to pull her shirt down, not that it wasn’t covering everything anyway.

“Seems you were too slow,” Maddox drawled as Beau tucked himself away then got up and went to the door. He grabbed his wallet to tip the guy. He’d leave cash for his girl as well to cover the bill. Opening the door, he gave a glance behind him to see Scarlett attempting to hide behind the chair Maddox sat in. And his brother . . . well, he was fucking smiling at her antics.

That was a sight he hadn’t seen much in the last few months.

Oh, Maddox could pretend with the best of them, but most people didn’t realize that his smile no longer reached his eyes. Beau did, though. But Scarlett might just be the woman to change that.

After tipping the waiter, he carried the food into the room and set it by the small table.

“Come here, little one,” Maddox told Scarlett. “Time for your punishment.”