Page 8 of Their Virgin Valentine

Javier

Mi corazón, or my heart, is asleep in her bed with my best friend holding her close. After she came undone for us, we carried her up to her bedroom and put her in bed. Ryan lays behind her holding her close while I go lock up and change. Before I can step out, Sophia calls my name softly. Looking back at her, a confused look covers her face. “Are you coming back?” She asks.

“Always. I’ll always come back to you.” I promise, meaning it more than she realizes.

She nods and snuggles back against Ryan as she watches me walk out of her room. I walk to my bedroom to grab some clean shorts since I ended up coming in mine like some virgin twelve-year-old. I’m far from a virgin, although it’s been years since I’ve been with anyone. Even before Sophia came to live with us it had been months, mostly because we had been overseas and there weren’t many available women over there.

Tonight was the first night Ryan and I ever shared a woman. It makes sense that the first time we did, it would be with the woman we would be spending the rest of our lives with. It was Ryan who came to me and brought up the idea of sharing her. I’ve heard of men sharing a woman in bed, but sharing a woman for life… I wasn’t sure I could do that, even if it was Ryan, I would be sharing her with. After several conversations, working through every possible scenario, sharing Sophia was the only possible option. Once we made the decision, jealousy went out the window because our main objective was to keep her happy. We knew we needed to wait until she was older before we claimed her. Even though we waited, we weren’t going to let any needle nose dickhead weasel his way into her heart or her bed. No one would touch her and take what was ours.

We’ve spent thousands of hours planning our future, but it all hinges on what Sophia wants. Will she be able to accept both of us, permanently? It occurred to us early on that she might not see us the same way we saw her. We’re bastards and Marines, failure isn't an option. We would have done whatever it took to have her fall in love with the both of us, luckily it seems she feels the same way we do.

Ryan and I have talked in depth about Mike. Would we feel this way if he were still alive? Would he want his sister with hardened men like us? We’ll never know the answers to those questions. All we can do now is honor his memory by loving her with all we’re worth and protecting her from anything that threatens to steal the light from her eyes.

I go downstairs and make sure the house is locked up and the alarm is set, then hurry back to her bed. When I walk in, they’re both asleep, Sophia lying on Ryan’s chest. I’ve slept alone for most of my life, sharing a bed with two other people will be an adjustment. Thank God we all have king-sized beds. Tonight will be a good test to see if we need to order one that is larger, something Ryan and I have talked about getting when the time was right. My dick hardens when I pull back the covers and notice she’s pulled on a pair of white panties over her heart-shaped ass and is wearing Ryan’s t-shirt. Fuck, we’re lucky men. Laying down behind her, I wrap my arm around her middle and tangle my legs with hers.

The next morning when I wake up Sophia is asleep in my arms and Ryan isn’t in bed with us. The sun is just starting to come up, so he’s probably out for his run. Usually, we work out together, but knowing him like I do, he probably didn’t want to wake us.

Sophia stretches against me and unknowingly rubs against my morning wood. I bite my lip holding back my moan, but when she does it again, I can’t help myself. I look down and find her wide eyes staring up at me.

“Can I see it?” She asks innocently.

Fuck, this is how my dreams start. Precum pebbles at my tip and I know I won’t be able to tell her no. I nod, and Sophia sits up on her knees, the covers falling away from us. All I am wearing is a pair of black basketball shorts. I pull my shorts down a bit and grab my hard dick, then stroke it. A drop of precum drips down my shaft and her eyes follow it’s decent to my balls. I watch her face while she stares at my dick. She looks entranced and hungry for it. I stroke my dick again slowly and another drop of precum slides down my head.

“Can I?” She asks.

I have no idea what she’s asking, but whatever she wants is hers. Tentatively, she reaches out and wraps her hand around my shaft and I moan as her soft hand squeezes me gently. “Like this?”

“Just like that, mi corazón.” I groan. After a minute of letting her get a feel for my dick, I wrap my hand around hers, showing her how hard I want her to squeeze and how fast I want her to stroke. I release her hand and watch it move up and down my shaft, drops of precum easing the way. She’s going to be the death of me.

Sophia sucks her bottom lip into her mouth, and I notice her nipples are hard under her shirt. “You and Ryan got to taste me last night. Is it my turn?” She asks. Sophia doesn’t wait for me to reply before lowering her mouth to my cock and licks the slit.

“Jesus,” I hiss. She sucks the head of my dick into her mouth, doing something magical with her tongue, while continuing to stroke me. “I’m going to come if you don’t stop.” I groan and rub my hand over the back of her head.

She pops off my dick and licks her lips before looking up at me. “That’s what I’m going for.” Then she sucks my dick into her mouth as far down as she can. Using her hand as a guide, she moves slowly at first, her head bobbing up and down. She moves faster and sucks harder and when I’m about to come, she slows it down, teasing me. I don’t know where the fuck she learned what she’s doing, because I know for a fact, she’s never done this before. I thread my fingers through her golden locks and pull on the soft strands, my control is starting to slip. “I’m going to come.” I groan, trying to pry her away from my dick before I come in her mouth. My woman’s no quitter, she holds on tight and begins sucking my cock like a champ going for the gold.

“Oh fuuuuck,” I moan and start coming down her throat.

When she’s drained me of my cum, Sophia swallows. She pulls off my dick then hangs her head, not looking at me.

“Soph?”

Slowly, she raises her head and looks at me.

“What’s wrong baby?” I ask, worried by the look on her face.

“Did I do it right?” She asks hesitantly.

“Did I just come down your throat?”

A smile quirks at the corner of her mouth and she bites her lip, nodding.

I rub my hand down her back and grab her hip, guiding her to move closer to me. She scoots up the bed and I go to get my first kiss of the day, but she shies away.

“Kiss me,” I growl.

“But… you just-”

“Fucking kiss me, I’m starved for it.” With my hand gripping the back of her neck, I pull her to my mouth and devour her moans.

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