Touched By A Marine (Book 1)

Chapter Fourteen: Something wicked this way comes

I felt the warmth of two hard bodies moving against me as I awoke in the arms of the Cullen brothers. Both of them were naked of course while I remained wearing my only pair of boxer shorts. I peeked over Roman's shoulder as I looked out the window and noticed that it was cloudy out with dark clouds rolling in from the west. Bits of sunlight struggled to peak through but it would prove to be futile during the early hours of the morning for rain was on horizon. I laid back down and sighed heavily as the twins arms wrapped me, their bulging muscles tightening around me until I could hardly breathe. My lungs burned for air as I desperately struggled to wiggle myself out of their grasp and move to the foot of the bed where I placed both feet on the floor. I looked back to see my makeshift spot on the bed between two the brothers as both their chests raised up and down in sync as they continued to sleep peacefully. Moving silently, I tipped toed to the French doors and parted them just enough so I could squeeze through and walk down the hallway.

The house I was in was quite, isolated, surrounded by twenty acres of woods spanning around for miles. The floors were hardwood, a nice dark cherry color that went along well with the cream colored walls and the white crown molding. I passed by another room most likely an office as I peeked in and noticed how nice it was in there. A burning fireplace smoldered the last of the burnt logs as pops and cracks emanated from it leaving behind in their wake, the faint smell of smoke. I left the door exactly as I found it and continued exploring the rest of the house. An opening with a triangular roof appeared before me as I stood in front of a beautiful hand carved wooden railing. To my right was the stairs that granted me access to the main level as I looked down and saw the living room with a granite fireplace. I walked down the stairs and brushed my fingers along the back of the leather couch as I made my way into the kitchen and opened up the fridge. Bottles of water, coke-cola and orange juice lined the shelves as various other food products took up space in the storage bins along with the brothers choice of beer.

I pulled out a new bottle of orange juice as I poured myself a glass and walked over to the fireplace and sat down next to it with my legs crossed while my back welcomed the heat that was warming up my skin at an alarming rate. The smooth sweet taste slid down my parched throat as I gulped it down hungrily and licked the remains off my lips. A male voice, one I had heard a million times before called out to me as I looked up and saw both Roman and Brad standing at the railing at the top of the stairs wearing the same sweatpants but with different colors. They were each shirtless and my eyes drank them up as I tried to burn their muscly hardness into my memory.

"You know how much we hate it to wake up and see you gone from our sides." Brad said with a smirk.

"And we believe that you should be punished." Roman chimed in.

I set my glass down on the edge of the coffee table as I stood up. "And, uh, are you boys already hard with a case of morning wood?"

They nodded their heads in unison as they each grabbed their cocks and began to stroke them through the fabric of their pants. I gestured to the couch beside me as they walked down the stairs and both each of them gave me a kiss on the cheek. They slid their sweatpants down to the ankles as they sat down and extended their arms, granting me total access to their hard bodies. I kneeled down on the floor as I took their hard, aching shafts in both my hands, their moans sounding in unison as they rolled their heads back against the couch. I could smell the scent of sex in the air and just the sight of their hard cocks made my mouth water in anticipation. Brad was the first to get a feel for my wet mouth as his hands instantly went for my hair and grabbed on tight. I sucked him nice and slow just how liked he it while using my hand to stroke him in the process. I pulled back just enough to let a drop of my saliva fall onto the large pink head as I swirled around the tip with my tongue that had Brad rocking his hips forward and moaning with pleasure. I glanced over at Roman who already started to stroke himself as he watched me suck off his twin, the muscles in his arms bulging has he held onto the shaft with a vice grip.