A Virgin for Two Brothers (MFM)

The Virgin Auctions 2

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 11,770
14 Ratings (3.9)

No one willingly offered themselves up to be in the Virgin Auctions, no one except McKenna Grey. With her mother ill and her father's business destitute, it's up to her to become one of the virgins placed on the bidding block. If she has any hope of earning enough money to save her family, she must make sure she's appealing to bidders.

She is whisked away without ever setting eyes on the man who won her. Not knowing if her new husband will be gentle or cruel, McKenna can only think about being strong in order to bring her family out of desolation. But the truth of who really bought her has her rethinking everything because it isn't just one man who bought her but two, and they are the only men she has ever lusted after.

Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), anal play

A Virgin for Two Brothers (MFM)
14 Ratings (3.9)

A Virgin for Two Brothers (MFM)

The Virgin Auctions 2

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 11,770
14 Ratings (3.9)
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Excerpt

McKenna closed her eyes at the feel of Christopher’s soft, firm lips gliding across her shoulder. He had slipped the material slightly down, just enough to expose that swatch of white skin. His mouth moved from her collarbone to her shoulder, his tongue peeking out gently as he made the journey.

“I want this, too.” A collective groan spilled from them and she reveled in it. It was a heady feeling knowing she caused this reaction in them.

All the while Victor stood still behind her. He didn’t speak, just watched his brother touch her. She wondered if they did this often, took women to bed and seduced them. Then again, she wasn’t just a woman now, she was their wife, and according to them that was exactly what they wanted her to be. Could she give herself to both of them? She certainly had thought about it, many, many times, but what would her family say, or think?

As if Victor heard her thought he said, “Stop thinking and just feel, baby.” The endearment sent a stab of lust through her and she snapped her eyes open to look at him. His heated stare coupled with Christopher’s mouth on her caused the air to leave her lungs. She felt Victor’s fingers curl around the edge of her lapel and when he started slowly dragging it down, exposing her breasts, Christopher’s mouth disappeared from her body. The other side of her robe followed suit until the only thing holding up the material was the sash around her waist.

“Look at how gorgeous you are.” Victor kissed the spot right below her ear at the same time he brought his arms around her and cupped her breasts. “Look at how supple you are, how tight and red your nipples are.” He dragged his thumbs across the turgid flesh, making them grow harder. Blood pumped through her body and rushed to the erogenous zone. They flushed right before her eyes and she couldn’t help but feel heat steal across her cheeks. Aside from the auction, she had never been so blatantly on display in front of a man before. It was exhilarating and frightening, especially when those men were Christopher and Victor.

“Christopher is going to wrap his lips around one of these pretty nipples, and suck them into his mouth. You are going to ask him for it, and beg him to do it harder.” The air left her in a whoosh and she looked between the two of them. Christopher stared at her breasts as his twin continued fondling, while Victor’s stoic expression remained trained on her face.

“Look at me, McKenna.” She turned and stared up into Victor’s face. His rugged masculinity stopped her heart. “I want you to ask Christopher for his mouth on you, to beg him for it.” He was taking her out of her comfort zone, making her realize what the three of them were about to do was very real.

Never taking her eyes from Victor she whispered, “Christopher, please, put your mouth on me.” She could hear a muffled noise, as if Christopher was trying not to show her how affected he was. The sound of clothing shifting barely pierced the haze that had settled over her. A second later she gasped as she felt the warm wetness of Christopher’s lips wrapping around her breasts. One of his hands cupped the mound while he suctioned her nipple further into the hot recess of his mouth. The feel of his tongue sliding over her flesh, causing it to become increasingly more sensitive, parted her lips and a low moan spilled from her. It felt so good, incredibly good.

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