An Erotic Pic 1k Contest: Trinity Knot by Cristin Storm - 04/06/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words April Contest.

“She’s back.”  Aedan O’Sullivan whispered those words to his business partner, and twin, Niall.

Niall knew exactly who she was.  It had been five years since they last saw Siobhan Murphy, and not a second had passed where she was not on their mind.

“Shit.” Niall’s heart burst at the sight of her entering their pub, O’Sullivan’s, in Savannah, Georgia.

“I know just how you feel brother.”  Aedan spoke.  Yes, he did know exactly how Niall felt.

Siobhan couldn’t believe she actually set foot into O’Sullivan’s Irish Pub.  She couldn’t believe she was back in Savannah, let alone the pub.  Memory flashed back to five years ago, to the date.  She knew exactly why she was back; dressed to kill and more than ready to beg.  Aidan and Niall O’Sullivan.  They were her firsts; first kiss, first love, and first lovers, and hopefully her lasts. 

Foolish girl she was, but at the tender age of twenty-one to their thirty, she was flat out scared of what they were offering.  Sure, one night.  What woman wouldn’t want at least one night of pure fantasy and bliss, having two men totally attuned to you?  Well, obviously they wanted more than one night; forever was on their minds.  That was the reason why she ran all the way to LA, and to her cousin/best friend, Teagan.

Spending five years in LA with her cousin was the best thing she could have done for herself.  Albeit, she did not realize that at the time, but now, she knew it was the reason why she was standing here, staring at them.  Teagan and her husbands, Max and Dean, gave her all the insight, support, and confidence she needed to return home, to her hearts.  She had no idea that Teagan had two husbands, but they showed her that a relationship is never conventional, it is what you feel is right. 

Siobhan took a deep breath and walked further into the pub, closer to them.  Aedan and Niall were still here, still sexy as hell, and it made her heart race faster.  You can do this was a mantra she played in her mind since she left LA this morning, and the entire walk towards them.

“Aedan, Niall.”  She whispered.

“Siobhan.”  They spoke in unison, but waited for her.

“Can we talk?”  As she spoke those words, she felt it was the stupidest thing she could have said.  She blamed it on her nerves, and her false bravado.  “Please?”

Aedan and Niall walked from behind the bar, approaching her with a strong, steady gate.   They each placed their hands on her bare back, and escorted her to the stairs that leads to their loft. 

Their hands felt hot across her naked back.  Her black dress was backless, showing off their Celtic Trinity Knot tattoo they all shared.  She shivered as she felt each of her hands brush the brand that bonded them as one.

Neither spoke as the escorted her up the stairs, and away from the noise of the pub.  They touched her, but could not speak, not now.  They were both so choked up that their Siobhan was back.  All they could think about was getting her between the two of them.

Niall unlocked the door, and they stood aside to let her in.  Siobhan was shocked as she entered their loft.  All of her things were still there.  Her robe still rested on the post of the king size bed they all used to share.  Her wardrobe was still in the corner, pictures of the three of them still scattered about the space.  Her painting, a gift to them the year she left, still hung on the wall behind the bed.

“Oh my, “Siobhan felt her tears fall, shocked of all speech and motion. 

“It’s all here, Siobhan,” Aedan spoke, his voice hoarse with emotion.  “We couldn’t –“

“Aedan,” She turned to him.  He was always the one who spoke the most.  Now, she saw the emotion he tried so hard to express, shining in his blue eyes.

“Siobhan, why are you here?”  Niall had to know.

Siobhan was shocked at his words.  “Niall, you were always the direct one.” She then looked to them, together.  “Gods, I don’t know where to start.”  She reached out and took their hands; it was now or never.

“I am so, so sorry.  I ran because I was scared.  Foolish, really.  I loved you both.  I still love you both.  I didn’t think.  I was overwhelmed, and scared.  I didn’t –“

“Stop, Siobhan.”  Niall cut her off and pulled her into his arm, Aedan covering her from behind. 

Siobhan lost her breath, feeling Aedan’s hands pulling the thin straps of her dress down.  It pooled at her heels, and they saw she only had on her lace thigh highs underneath.  Her pussy, freshly waxed, just the way she knew they liked it.

“Jesus.”  They spoke in unison.

“Baby, we love only you.  Then, now, it’s always been you.”  Aedan pulled her back to his chest, letting his length tease her bare ass.

“No more running Siobhan.  If this is not a reunion, then leave now.”  Niall knew his words were harsh, but he knew one more night would never be enough.  He placed his hands on her breasts, teasing her nipples.  He waited for her to speak, but he couldn't not touch her.

“He’s right baby,” Aeden spoke as he nipped her ear.

“No running” Siobhan whispered, “I promise.  Please, make me whole again.”

Niall growled, and stepped back from her.  He started to tear at his clothes, needed inside the only woman he ever wanted, needed.

“What have we here?” Aedan found the plug she settled deep into her ass before she left LA.

“I cannot wait!  I need you both!”  The plea came out on a wail. “Now!” She’d beg forever, just so they would know what they meant to her.

“Go to the bed, Siobhan.  Hands and knees, in the middle.”  Niall barked his command as he took his length into his own hands.

Siobhan did exactly that.  She crawled across their bed, the same bed where she became a woman to these two men.  She was home, and couldn’t wait another second to feel them against her.

Niall came to her first, pulling her on top of him.  “I need you now, Siobhan.”  Niall wasted no time, thrusting into her pussy.  “So damn tight; hot.”

Siobhan screamed, then stilled.  She felt the bed dip behind her as Aedan came to join them.  Aedan’s hands rubbed her ass, toying with the plug, mimicking what his cock was about to do next.

“Please!” Siobhan pushed her ass back to Aedan, she was ready to explode. 

Aedan removed the plug, and then aligned his cock to her tight entrance.  “Are you ready baby?”  He was amused that he had the thought to speak. 

“YES!”

“Relax for him Siobhan.”  Niall pulled her to his chest, taking her mouth in a rough dance of dominance and re-claiming.

“Shit.  She is so tight.”  Aedan’s words were clipped and he slowly worked himself inside.

Siobhan did just that.  She pushed back as Aedan worked his way in, Niall still full inside her pussy.  She was so close… she needed this, them. 

“Yes, damnit!  Take us all!”  Niall growled as he felt his brother push inside her.

“Please, more…”  Siobhan did not care about begging, not now.  Not when the pleasure was this intense, this perfect.

They started to synchronize their thrusts, knowing just how to play her.  She was close, ready to fly apart at a moment’s notice.

“Come baby,” Aedan whispered to her.

“Squeeze us tight, Siobhan.” Niall was ready to explode.

“Yes, yes…  I love... you… both.”  She barely got the words out as she exploded.  Blinding ecstasy washed over her, and through her.  She felt Niall and Aedan thrusting harder, their releases sending her off on another wave, lost in it all, but cherished between her men.

Sweaty, panting, they rolled over so she wasn’t crushed.  They held her tightly, whispering incomprehensible words.  All she heard, before she drifted off into her most peaceful sleep in five years, was this:

“Welcome home baby.”  Aedan kissed her cheek.

“We love you always, Siobhan.”  Niall kissed her other cheek.

“Love you both,” she managed the words as the peace engulfed her and lulled her back home.