McKenzie, Cooper - Thanksgiving in Sanctuary (Welcome to Sanctuary 5) (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free PDF

together to reinforce them. And when one or the other of us wants to be with Anna alone, the other cannot feel jealous for he may be with her in the next day or so. They also said that we need to put Anna’s needs ahead of our own.”
    “Sounds like some very smart thinking. So, shall we go in and talk to our woman first or love her boneless and talk later?”
    Martin grinned and raised one eyebrow in response.
    Robert chuckled. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

    * * * *

    Not sure what to do with herself as she waited, Anna began to pace. She knew what was expected and was growing more aroused by the thought of sharing herself with two men. Her fear came in that maybe they would decide not to share her. Or that Robert would take one look at her naked body, grab his clothes, and head back to DC.
    After all, she was not the same skinny but curvy little thing she was in college. She had had children and matured and, she admitted when looking in department store mirrors, had not stayed in as good a shape as she could have. But she hated to exercise and had been taught from the cradle that ladies don’t sweat, especially in the South, which was almost impossible when the temperatures reached into the nineties and the humidity was forty percent or higher.
    She jumped when the door opened suddenly and the two men walked in.
    “You’re not naked,” Martin stated, sounding a little disappointed.
    Anna felt her lips twist into the smirk that she often gave her husband when he stated the obvious. “I didn’t want to seem presumptuous just in case you guys just wanted to talk.”
    “Oh, we’re going to do that, too, but I think we should get comfortable and loosen up first,” Robert said as he pulled his shirt over his head.
    Martin followed his brother’s lead, pulling off his shirt at the same time he toed off his dock shoes. In less than a minute, the two men were down to their underwear.
    “Anna? What’s wrong, baby?” Robert asked once he saw that she had not disrobed with the same haste that they had.
    Not sure how to explain that all of the sudden she was as nervous as she had been on her wedding night, Anna shrugged and turned away. “It’s nothing.”
    She gasped silently when a hand grabbed her shoulder and swung her around so she was facing the brothers. The two men studied her silently for nearly a minute.
    Finally, Martin smiled and pulled her into his arms. “You are so full of shit, love. What wrong?”
    Knowing she could not avoid it, Anna dropped her chin until she was staring at the patch of hair that began at his collarbone. Not looking into Martin’s eyes made sharing her fear easier. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had sex during the day, and Robert has never seen me naked.”
    “Oh, baby, you don’t have a thing to worry about,” Robert said as he eased forward until he gently pressed against her back. His hands slipped between her belly and Martin’s as his brother wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “Anorexic little model types have never done a thing for me. And you’ve been the ideal that I’ve measured every other woman against. Now how about you let us make you a little more comfortable and we’ll cuddle on the bed until you feel better?”
    Anna was surprised at the relief his words gave her. “Okay,” she whispered.
    Immediately Robert’s hands slid down to her hips to the hem of her sweater. He then slid them back up under the sweater to the fastening of her pants. As he did, Martin eased back, grabbing the sweater and pulling it up over her head. So many hands touching her, moving her around that Anna had a hard time keeping up with what they were doing as Robert slid her pants down her legs.
    She did not fight him when he knelt behind her and lifted first one leg and then the other free of her clogs and the bunched-up material of her pants. Only when he stood and pressed his hot skin against hers did her mind catch up. By then Martin had reached around her,