Twice the Malone by Laylah Roberts

7

She’d never had shower sex before.

And she’d definitely never given a blow job in one before.

But here she was, on her knees while Maddox leaned back against the tiled wall with his hand in her hair.

And this time, she’d initiated it. She’d half-expected him to tell her no. She’d read that some Doms didn’t like you to touch them without their permission. But he didn’t seem to care. And she’d discovered she loved giving head. Or at least when it came to these two men.

After a too-brief cuddle, in her opinion, Maddox had insisted that she get up and shower with him. She’d protested, which had resulted in her ending up over his shoulder. It hadn’t been as fun as it sounded. Being upside down wasn’t her favorite thing. At all.

But then he’d proceeded to wash her.

Very, very thoroughly.

Maddox slid his dick out of her mouth, and she let out a pouting sound. He held out his hand and she slid hers into it, letting him draw her up. He kissed her. Hard and hot. Her legs very nearly gave out and she had to cling to his wide frame. He made her feel small when at five foot nine she wasn’t short at all.

Suddenly, he turned her, his mouth moving down over her shoulder. “Bend over, hands on the wall.”

She bent at the waist, and he grabbed her hips, lining his dick up to her entrance. She felt it press against her, the tip sliding into her.

“Fuck. Condom. Wait a minute,” he said. “Shit. Sorry.”

“Don’t stop. It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not. You were right to insist on condoms.” He stuck his head out of the shower. “Beau! Condom.”

There was some grumbling from the other room. “What do you think I am? A goddamn condom dispenser? And I thought you were showering the poor girl, not fucking her again. Hellooo.” He appeared in front of them, his eyes glued to where she was bent over. “Now, this is a much better sight than the crap on TV.”

“So, I’m better than crap on TV. Nice.”

Beau just grinned, unfazed by her sarcasm. “Now, now, Snow. Didn’t mean it like that.”

“Beau. Condom,” Maddox snapped.

“Say please,” Beau wheedled.

She let out a giggle. It was a wonder Maddox hadn’t murdered him already.

“Please,” Maddox snarled.

Beau handed it over with a wink at her. “Is there anything you’d like, Snow? Maybe a head massage, back massage, clit massage? Is he taking care of your clit? Because you need to insist on the foreplay. It’s important.”

“Beau! Go away!”

“But I’m watching.” Beau slid up onto the counter, looking like a naked god. He waved his hand through the air. “Continue.”

Maddox sighed. He gathered her hair in his hand. “I’m sorry about him.”

“Don’t be.”

“Don’t apologize for me. Snow loves my brand of humor.”

Maddox slid inside her. She groaned as he thrust back and forth. Beau sat there, watching them, his gaze hungry as he yanked at his cock. “Almost as much as she loves my dick.”

“Jesus. Maybe we should have dropped you on your head more as a child.”

“I blame my mother. She never breastfed me, Snow. Isn’t that sad?”

Maddox had his hands around her hips as he fucked her with long, hard strokes.

“We’re twins, asshole.”

“Yes, I know.”

“So, I had the same mother. Doesn’t excuse anything when it comes to you.”

“Nobody gives me any sympathy,” Beau complained. “Fuck your tits look magnificent when he does that. Fucking best breasts I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

She groaned as he came over and knelt in the bottom of the shower then reached up to toy with her clit.

“Come for us, little one,” Maddox commanded.

“I can’t!”

“Sure you can, Snow. Just let go. Come on, I want to hear you scream. Come for me.”

To her shock, she flew over the edge just as Maddox slammed home with a shout.

* * *

Scarlett awokehours later to something lapping at her clit. A wave of arousal overtook her as fingers plucked at her nipples. She glanced down her body and saw a dark head between her legs.

It took her a moment to realize what was going on.

Hotel room.

Two cowboys. Beau and Maddox.

A lot of sex. So many orgasms. She knew she wouldn’t be walking properly tomorrow. Or sitting well since Maddox had spanked her again, this time for objecting to Beau trying to lift her and fuck her against the wall. All she’d done was tell him that he’d hurt his back.

Yep, she definitely wouldn’t be moving well tomorrow.

But she didn’t care.

She wondered which one was between her legs right now. She was going to go with Beau. He could barely stand to keep his mouth away from her nipples or pussy.

The orgasm was soft and slow. Almost sweet. Something else that made her think it was Beau. Maddox tended to be rougher, firmer.

Maddox was sleeping on the other side of the bed. She bit her lip to hold her cries inside. Then Beau moved, sliding up her body. He grinned down at her before pushing his cock against her entrance.

“Fuck, Snow. You taste so damn delicious.” Leaning down, he kissed her, rocking his dick up against her. She could taste herself on him. His lips were wet with her arousal.

“Why Snow?”

“First, because of your hair. It’s nearly white. Second, because you’re pure. Or you were.”

She groaned. “You’re terrible, and I wasn’t pure before.”

“As good as. Now you’ve been thoroughly corrupted.”

“We’ll wake Maddox,” she whispered as he reached over for a condom. Thankfully, Maddox had found a couple in his wallet, or they’d have run out already. This was the last one.

“Nah, he’s in a deep sleep,” Beau told her. “Thank you for making him smile.”

“He doesn’t usually smile?” she asked, surprised at Beau’s serious tone.

“Few months ago, he went through some shit. It changed him. But with you, I see parts of the old Maddox coming back. You lighten him.” Leaning in, he kissed her. “But that doesn’t mean I’m waking him up to join in. I want you all to myself.”

“Do you?”

“Uh huh, you’re my reward for not shooting his grumpy ass these past few months.”

“Oh, and you’re so easy to get along with?”

“Snow, I am a breeze to be around. After a near death experience, I decided that I was going to live life to the fullest. Never take anything too seriously.”

She stiffened at those words.

You knew this wasn’t anything serious, Scarlett.

“I need you.” He rolled the condom on then slowly slid into her. She widened her legs, taking him.

She’d had as much sex in one night as she had with John in two months. And in comparison to the Malone boys, John’s snake was more like a worm than an anaconda.

“God, you feel so good, Snow. You have no idea.” He slid in and out of her. She didn’t have much energy left, but she wrapped her arms around his neck as he leaned down and kissed her.

This was a night she would never forget. A moment to bring out when she needed to remember a time she was wanted, cared for, craved.

She never wanted it to end.