Ryan Renewed: New York Ruthless: Book 5

Istand in the shower with the hot water running over my body. I’ve had a lovely day with the twins. Mikey made us pancakes for breakfast and then we watched movies all morning on the huge screen in our cinema room. After lunch we went for a swim in the lake that ended in the three of us fooling around on the deck when we got out.

My cramps have all but gone. I’m in our beautiful lake house with two of my favorite people in the whole world, who have done nothing but take care of me since yesterday evening when my period arrived. So, why do I still feel like this? I can’t even describe what it is. An emptiness maybe? Disappointment tinged with failure. What if there’s something wrong with me? What if I can’t give my incredible husbands the one thing they want?

I close my eyes and let the water wash over my face. I don’t hear the sound of the bathroom door opening. The first thing I hear is his voice and it sends shivers along my spine.

“Hey, Angel,” he says as his hands slide over my hips until they’re resting on my stomach.

“Conor?” I wipe the water from my eyes and turn in his arms. “What are you doing here?”

He brushes a strand of wet hair back from my face. “The boys told us.” He looks down at the shower floor and there is a faint trickle of blood pooling at my feet. “They said you were upset.”

“Us?” I look behind him to see Shane pulling off his trousers and boxer shorts. The rest of his and Conor’s clothes are strewn across the bathroom. A ball of emotion swells in my chest and I swallow it down before I start to cry.

Periods always make me so damn emotional. This was supposed to be the twins’ chance to spend some time alone with me – our Jessie-cation – but they are so sweet and selfless that they called their brothers because I’ve been so upset. And now I feel guilty that I’ve spoiled our alone time.

“Move over,” Shane says with a grin as he steps into the shower too.

“You didn’t think we could stay away after Liam told us how upset you were last night?” Conor says as he turns me until he’s standing under the water and Shane can press his body against my back.

“I’m okay,” I lie and Conor narrows his eyes at me as Shane pulls my long hair to the side and presses his lips against my ear.

“It’s natural to be disappointed, sweetheart,” he breathes.

“Are you guys disappointed?” I look up into Conor’s dark brown eyes.

“Only because you are, Angel,” he replies.

Meanwhile, Shane traces the shell of my ear with his lips. “But don’t for one second think that any of us are disappointed in you, Jessie. You are the only thing that matters. You got that?” he growls before he stars to pepper soft kisses down the side of my neck.

“Okay,” I whimper as Shane’s hand slides over my stomach, reaching between my thighs.

“Besides, we weren’t sure the twins could handle you alone on your period,” Conor says with a grin.

“Why not?” I blink at him as he runs a hand through his wet hair. God, he looks so freaking delicious it makes my ovaries ache in an altogether different way.

“Because you get so fucking horny, that you’re even more insatiable than usual,” Shane answers, murmuring against my skin as he continues nibbling my neck.

As if to prove his point he slides a finger through my folds and pushes inside me, making me moan softly.

Conor chuckles before bending his head low and sealing his lips over mine. He kisses me softly, his lips gently opening mine to allow his tongue inside. I curl my arms around his neck and lean into him while Shane gently thrusts his finger in and out of my pussy. I spread my thighs wider apart and Shane growls his appreciation in my ear as he adds a second finger. “So fucking needy, sweetheart.”

I push my ass back against him, feeling his hard cock pressing into me and suddenly I’m desperate for both of them. I pull Conor closer until I’m sandwiched between the two of them so tightly I can barely breathe. But this is what I want. What I need.

“Our girl wants fucking, Con,” Shane groans as my walls squeeze around him.

“Then let’s oblige,” Conor growls as he puts his hands on my waist. He and Shane have done this so many times, they’re as in tune as the twins are when it comes to fucking me together. Shane slides his fingers out of me and Conor lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist before he reaches back and shuts off the water.

Then he starts walking out of the shower and my eyes widen in horror. “Where are you going? We need to stay in here,” I gasp.

“Nah,” Conor shakes his head. “We want to fuck you in bed.”

“Yup,” Shane agrees as he opens the door to the master bedroom.

“You can’t,” I look between them both.

“Why not?” Shane arches an eyebrow at me.

“You know why!” I hiss. “We’ll need new sheets. Maybe even a new bed.”

“Then we’ll get some,” Conor says with a shrug.

“But there will be…” I don’t finish the sentence but I don’t have to.

“You think a little blood is gonna bother us?” Conor winks at me before he throws me onto the bed and I bounce into the middle.

I look up at the two of them their hard, muscular bodies glistening with water and their huge cocks standing to attention. I have no idea what I did to deserve their devotion. They and their brothers make me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

“It will be more than a little,” I breathe as I brush my wet hair back from my face.

“Who gives a fuck?” Shane growls as he advances toward me first, grabbing hold of my ankles and pulling me to the edge of the bed before he drops to his knees. “Even two days without this pussy was too much,” he says before he bends his head and swirls his tongue over my clit.

“Shane!” I blush as he pushes my legs wider apart and buries his head between my thighs.

“You taste so fucking good, Hacker,” he groans as he licks and sucks my delicate flesh so good that I no longer care about the fact I’m on my period. He obviously doesn’t.

I press my head back against the soft duvet as the waves of pleasure roll through me. When Conor crawls onto the bed beside me and sucks one of my hard nipples into his mouth, I groan as I experience a rush of wet heat.

“Fuck,” Shane hisses as Conor’s hand slides down my body and he starts to circle my clit.

“Just one before we fuck her?” Conor says with a grin.

I bite on my lip. I love it when they talk about me like I’m not here.

“Uh-huh,” Shane mumbles against me as they work together. Conor sucking on my nipples and rubbing my clit as Shane licks and sucks at my throbbing pussy. I whimper with need as they bring me close to the edge before easing me back down again.

“Please!” I cry out as I chase the orgasm they are deliberately withholding.

“You think she’s had enough teasing, bro?” Conor asks with a chuckle.

I look down and all I can see between my thighs is the top of Shane’s face and head. His eyes are closed but he opens them and winks at me as he pushes a finger deep inside me and I cry out as my climax washes over my body in a huge, rolling wave.

“Good girl,” Conor mumbles as he trails hot kisses up to my throat and I think they’re both going to kill me with hot sex and praise. Shane lets go of my ankles and plants them on the bed, so my legs are still wide open in front of his face and I can still only see from his eyes up. Then he takes a dark towel from the floor and wipes his face and that’s when I realize they are so prepared for this. I glance to the side and realize the bed sheets have been changed too. We usually have white ones in here, but these are dark navy blue. There are more towels on the nightstand and a huge jug of water. When did they even have time to do this? I was only in the shower for maybe five minutes before they joined me. The twins helped! God, they are so fucking incredible.

“You want her ass or her pussy?” Shane asks Conor as he pushes himself up into a standing position.

“Pussy. Always,” Conor winks at me and heat floods my body.

Shane looks down at me as I lie trembling, both from the incredible orgasm they just gave me and the anticipation of what’s to come.

He flashes his eyebrows at me. “Your ass is mine then, Jessie.”

I gasp out loud as I suck in a deep breath. God this is going to get so messy.

Shane sits on the bed beside me, narrowing his eyes as they search my face. “If you’ve still got cramps, sweetheart, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

“No, I want to. It’s just…”

Conor chuckles softly as he runs his fingertip over my cheek. “We’ll jump in the tub straight after. Okay?”

“Okay,” I whisper.

Shane frowns at me. “We always fuck when you’re on your period. Why is this any different?”

“Because we usually do it in the shower, or the tub, or the lake.” I arch an eyebrow at him. “Or there’s only one of you and I wear a tampon until, you know… We’ve never done this before,” I whisper.

“Hmm, well you get a period every four or five weeks and they last for three to four days, so it was only a matter of time, right?” Shane says with a wink. “It will be fine.”

“Hmm,” Conor agrees as he lies down on the bed. “Come here.” He holds out a hand and I take it, allowing him to pull me up until I can straddle him. He grabs my hips in his powerful hands. “How wet are you?” He licks his lips as he looks down at my pussy.

“Soaking,” I whisper.

“I bet you are, my horny little angel. Slide onto my cock so I can feel you,” he growls.

I shift my hips, taking hold of his shaft with one hand so I can lower myself onto it. I glide on easily, taking him all the way to the hilt until he’s touching that sweet spot inside me. There is a delicious ache in my cervix that throbs when he thrusts his hips and goes that little bit deeper.

“Fuck, Jessie!” he hisses as he keeps a grip of my hips, holding me in place while he drives upward, probing deep inside and causing another rush of searing wet heat.

“Jesus, Conor,” I whimper shamelessly as I grind down on him as much as I can.

“You love my cock, don’t you, Angel,” he groans.

“Yes. I love the way you fuck me.” I moan loudly as the pleasure vibrates through my body, causing the throbbing deep inside me to intensify. I need some release and I need it now. I close my eyes, only vaguely aware of Shane crawling onto the bed behind us. But when he grabs my waist, his hands directly above Conor’s, shivers of pleasure skitter along my spine. His breath is on my ear, hot on my cool damp skin. “Lean forward, sweetheart so I can get inside you too.”

I nod and bend forward until I’m lying on Conor, my chest flush against his and my head tucked into his neck as he stills his movements to allow his brother to ease inside me. He edges the tip in first, sticky and wet with lube, and I moan softly.

“More,” I urge and he presses deeper. I will never get used to the feeling of being stuffed full of their huge cocks. It is exquisite – ecstasy bordering on the brink of pain.

“More?” he growls. He wouldn’t usually be so gentle with me but I love that he is when I need it.

“Uh-huh,” is all I can manage as my brain stops being able to function.

Shane takes his cue to push deep inside me and I moan into Conor’s neck. Shane leans over me, until I’m sandwiched between him and his brother. “You ready, Con?” he hisses as he stays still, his cock throbbing in my ass.

Oh dear God!

“Yup.” Conor grinds out the word, the effort of not moving making his heart beat fast against my cheek.

Then they start to fuck me. It’s slow and gentle but raw and primal at the same time. They hold back as much as they can at first, one moving in while the other slides out until my walls are squeezing and pulsing around them both. They start moving faster, going harder and deeper as I teeter on the edge of oblivion.

“We gonna make you squirt, Angel?” Conor whispers in my ear as he brushes my hair back from my face.

“Yeah,” I groan because I can feel it building. The intensity is mind blowing. Stars flicker behind my eyelids as every nerve ending in my body aches and throbs for the delicious release that constantly remains just a breath away. I’m so close for so long that I feel like I might pass out.

“You take us both so well,” Shane growls in my ear. “Such a good fucking girl the way you let us fill you with our cocks.”

Holy fuck! I’m going to pass out.

When Shane burrows his hand between us and rubs my clit, my orgasm detonates through my body like my veins are filled with black powder and he just lit the fuse.

I can’t even speak any words, I just moan loudly as the rush of my climax bursts out of me, soaking the three of us.

“Good girl,” Shane whispers in my ear as I pant for breath, completely spent and boneless, and in an orgasm-induced stupor.

I lie between them with a huge smile on my face as they grind out their own releases, stoking the embers of my climax with every thrust and sending soft fizzes of pleasure skittering through me.

When they are both done, they pull out of me slowly. Everything is wet and sticky, but I don’t care. I lie on Conor’s chest as Shane pushes himself up and climbs off the bed. I’d be happy not to move for the rest of my life.

My eyelids flutter closed.

“I think we fucked our girl into a coma,” Shane laughs and Conor’s responding chuckle rumbles through his chest and makes me purr like a contented cat.

“Time for sleeping later, Angel. We need to get cleaned up,” Conor whispers as he cups my chin in his hand and tilts my head so I can look into his eyes. “Shane has run the tub.”

I blink at him. “Already?”

“You fell asleep,” he says with a smile.

“Oh. I guess you really did fuck me into a coma.” I smile back at him.

“Hmm. Gonna fuck you into another one later.”

Then he sits up in bed and takes me with him. Standing up, he carries us to the bathroom. Shane is already in the tub waiting for us as Conor walks up the two steps, and gently places me inside before he climbs in himself. I didn’t look down at either of us while he did, but the water around us turns a deep pink color. I’m sure my cheeks flush the same shade as I bite on my lip and Shane chuckles as he pulls me to sit beside him.

“You’re so fucking cute when you pretend to be all sweet and innocent, Jessie.”

“I’m not pretending. I am sweet and innocent,” I protest making both him and Conor laugh out loud.

I glare at both of them in feigned indignation, suddenly feeling much more awake.

“Well, you’re definitely sweet,” Conor says with a wink.

“Definitely not innocent,” Shane adds.

I tilt my head to one side and bite on my lip as I look between them both. “Hmm. I suppose I’ll take that.”

Shane pulls me onto his lap and wraps his arms around me. “You’ll take whatever we give you, won’t you, sweetheart?” he growls.

“Yeah,” I giggle.

“Good girl.”