“Yes, Master,” Max said before moving away from Annie.
Annie heard blinds being shut and curtains being drawn across the front of the house. She did not move from where she stood, locked in place under Silver’s brown-eyed gaze.
“What’s your safe word, girl?”
“Red, sir.”
Silver nodded. “Very good. Strip down, fold your clothes, and pile then right there,” he said, pointing to an empty space on the counter across the room from the cooking area.
Annie took a slow, deep breath as her stomach clenched with nerves. It took a moment to release it, and with it went any hesitation to hold herself back from what she could have with these two men. Life was short, and it was time to start living to the fullest. Eric would have wanted nothing less for her.
Even after only knowing them a few days, Annie wanted to tie the rest of her life to Silver and Max, if they would have her. They had rescued her at the river, and then again at the club, and now, by giving her back the kinky lifestyle she had thought gone from her life forever.
They were her heroes, and she wanted to keep them.
Turning her back to Silver, she quickly stripped off her jeans and shirt, folding them neatly and laying them on the counter. She hesitated a moment, looking over her shoulder at Silver who raised one eyebrow in silent expectation. Turning back, she forced herself to continue breathing normally as she reached up and opened her bra, folding it and adding it to the pile.
“Boy, our girl is feeling a little shy. Strip and show her how it’s done,” Silver said in a tone that he was amused, not angry by her display.
“Yes, Master,” Max answered, his voice also sounding a little deeper.
Though she had seen the man naked before, Annie could not help but turn her head just enough to see Max out of the corner of her eye. He quickly stripped out of his clothes, folding his and placing them beside hers on the counter. Jeans, shirt, and socks. She blinked and her eyes went wide when she realized he went commando. As she watched, his cock filled until it pointed straight out from his body, proving he was as aroused from the situation as she was.
“Girl,” Silver growled, reminding her that she still wore a barely-there scrap of lacy bikini panties. “Didn’t I say no panties? Get them off. And if I find them on you again, I’ll be turning that pretty ass pink, and not in a funishment.”
Annie nodded her understanding as she hooked a thumb under the elastic at each hip and pushed them down until they fell to the floor. Then, instead of bending over and picking them up, she used her toes to pick them up. After folding them in half, she laid them on top of her bra and turned to face the two men.
“Yummm.” Max drew out the word for several syllables as he looked her up and down.
Though Silver’s eyes glowed his approval, he did not speak. Instead, he pointed to a spot on the floor in front of him. Switching her brain off, Annie moved across the kitchen. When she reached him, Silver wrapped one hand around the back of her neck. He pulled her closer, forcing her to step until her bare body was pressed against his still clothed one. Lowering his head, he kissed her.
It went from a touch of lips to tonsil hockey in three and a half seconds. Annie shifted even closer, moaning when she felt Silver’s long, thick erection press into her belly. When warm skin brushed against her back, and Max’s cock pressed between the cheeks of her ass, she could not stop a whimper of need from escaping.
Long before she was ready, Silver broke the kiss and looked down at her, need blazing as he looked from her to Max and back again. “On your knees, girl. Take out my cock and taste me.”
Chapter Eleven
Max took a step back, giving Annie room to sink to her knees. He watched her do so with a grace that set his cock to throbbing. He then looked up at Silver, wondering what his Master had planned. A glance at the stove showed they still had twenty minutes before dinner was finished.
Turning back to Silver, he raised an eyebrow in silent query. Silver gave him one of his devilishly hot, happy Master smiles before pointing to the ground behind Annie. He then mouthed “fuck her,” which shocked Max to his toes. He cocked his head with a frown in question.
That earned him a dark look and a stronger gesture for him to hit the floor and do as his Master ordered. He knelt, mirroring Silver as the big man got down on his knees. Silver then opened his jeans and fished out his cock and balls.
Annie needed no further instructions. Using one arm to hold herself up, she wrapped her free hand around Silver’s cock and began licking at its head.
Max accepted the condom Silver handed him and quickly slipped it on. Then he moved in behind Annie and ran his hands down her back. Her skin was smooth and silky soft under his fingers, and she arched into his touch, much like a cat who liked the attention. She shifted, widening her stance to make for him between her legs.
Grabbing his cock by the base, Max traced her centerline, from the top of her ass down over her back hole, and her wide open and wet pussy to her clit. Rubbing over that little knot of flesh, he smiled at her moaning response.
“Boy, if you don’t get her off before I come, you’re going to be in your cage the rest of the night,” Silver said, his voice deep and growly.
That order had Max squeezing the base of his cock as he fit the head of it into her pussy and pushed forward. He did not stop until he bottomed out. He sucked a breath when the channel tightened around him as Annie reacted to the invasion. Max only hoped she was as close to release as he was. He was going to have a hard time holding off his orgasm until she, and Silver, reached theirs.
Closing his eyes, gritting his teeth, and thinking every nonsexual thought he could come up with, Max began moving. He pulled back until only the head of his cock remained with the woman before pushing forward again. Her moans and whimpers along with Silver’s panting growls told him they were all moving toward the orgasmic mountain’s peak together.
Wrapping his hands around Annie’s hips, he began moving faster, focusing on giving the woman as much satisfaction as he could while she pleasured Silver.
* * * *
Having never partaken in a threesome before, Annie was having a hard time keeping her focus on sucking Silver’s cock while Max fucked her. The men’s cocks felt so good as they moved in and out of her, filling her mouth and pussy in a way that had her panting, groaning, and whimpering in response to their attentions.
But having handed over her submission to Silver before, she needed something more before she could relax the iron-hard control on her orgasm as she had been taught. She needed permission.
Pulling back until only the head of Silver’s long, hard cock remained between her lips, she moaned, “Please, Sir.”
Silver’s growled, “Come, girl,” was just what she needed. At the same moment, Max reached around her hip and stroked a finger over her knotted clit, rocketing her into her orgasm.
She shook through her orgasm, sucking and swallowing the seed that spurted from Silver’s cock and filled her mouth as he came with her. Max slammed once, twice, and then a third time before she felt his heated release fill the condom.
After swallowing down his seed, Annie gentled her hold, licking and cleaning Silver’s cock until he pulled it from her mouth. When Max released her hips and pulled from her pussy, she melted to the floor, unable to keep herself upright. She could only smile drowsily when Silver and Max joined her. Silver pulled her so her head rested on the arm he slid around her. Max skooched in behind her until he was pressed against her from shoulders to knees.
It was a few minutes before their breathing slowed and her brain started working again. At the same time, she realized she was growing cold lying on the floor naked, though she really, really did not want to move. Being held between these two men felt comfortable, felt good.
Felt right.
Taking a deep breath and relaxing deeper into the men’s hold, she jumped when the timer went off.
“Boy, deal with that,” Silver muttered.
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br /> “Yes, Master,” Max said just before the warm body behind her moved away, allowing cold air to move in and chill her further.
“Cold,” she whispered as the timer stopped beeping.
With a deep breath, she pushed herself up so she was sitting on the floor looking down at Silver. “Thank you,” she whispered, brushing her fingers over his beard. “I’ve never come so hard before. But then, I’ve never been part of a threesome before, either.”
Silver smiled up at her, looking relaxed and happy. “You’re very welcome.”
Annie looked away, suddenly uncomfortable at having Max do the work she should be doing. She should be finishing dinner, not him. Without another word, she scrambled to her feet and found Max had done all that she should have been doing. He had taken the lasagna out and placed the tray of bread into the oven to warm. He moved around her kitchen like he was comfortable there, like he belonged, which made her wonder if she should invite the men to move in, though she had no idea how long they would be staying in town.
She looked at Silver after he regained his feet, wondering if she looked as lost as she felt. She understood the role of woman of the house, of mother, and of hostess. She was used to running her kitchen without help and honestly did not know what she was supposed to do with herself for the next few minutes until it was time to serve dinner.
She stiffened when Silver pulled her into his arms and cuddled her.
“Relax, girl. There is nothing you need to worry about right now. We are relatively self-sufficient and won’t expect you to wait on us like you’re a maid or something. I may be Master in the bedroom, or in the kitchen, or wherever else we will have sex, but when it comes to chores and daily living, we are mostly equals, though I am Master.”
“I am Master, hear me roar,” Annie teased with a giggle.
“Oooo, I like that,” Max said with a chuckle from the breakfast nook where he was setting the table.
Silver chuckled as well, which had Annie relaxing further into his embrace.
When the timer went off again a moment later, Silver released her and gave her ass a swat to get her moving. With Max’s help, she served dinner and regained her footing of being mistress of her home.
* * * *
During dinner, they played a round robin of getting-to-know-each-other twenty questions before discussing what each of them wanted, needed, and hoped for from any future relationship between them. Afterward, Silver helped his naked lovers clear the table.
Watching Annie walk away, Silver’s cock stiffened as his body reacted. He loved Max with his whole heart, but there was just something about Annie’s soft curves that pulled at him. His cock inflated fully as she bent over to put dishes in the dishwasher.
Once she straightened, he reached out and ran a hand down the center of her back. When she shivered and arched into his touch, he made a snap decision.
Looking at Max, he said, “Finish the dishes and join us in the bedroom, after you get more condoms from my bike.”
Max nodded with a grin. “Yes, Master.”
Silver knew his boy would do as directed, so he dismissed him and focused on the woman he could not wait to slide his cock into. “Show me your bedroom, girl,” he ordered, his tone low and arousal rough.
“Yes, Sir,” she responded with a sultry smile.
Silver followed as she led him into her room just off the breakfast nook. Stepping inside, she flipped a switch, which turned on the lamp on the nightstand across the room. The light illuminated a king-size bed, two nightstands, and a single dresser which barely filled the room that was nearly as big as the living room. There were no pictures on the walls, no knickknacks on the dresser, no television on the dresser. Nothing in this room told him it belonged to the vibrant, sexy woman.
Frowning as he looked around, he wondered what Max’s take would be on the room. It was as if she did not live in the room, but was just marking time until something, or someone, came along to influence her decorating choices. Annie stood between him and the bed, her arms wrapped around her middle, looking nervous as she watched him.
“Undress me, girl,” he said instead of commenting on the room. He hoped that by giving her a chore to attend to she would relax.
It worked.
She pulled in a slow breath and released in a whoosh as she crossed back to stand in front of him. She eased his shirt up to his armpits, and he took it from there, pulling it off and handing it to her. She folded it neatly and placed it on the dresser. She then returned and knelt in front of him and pulled his boots and socks off. The boots went on the floor beside the dresser, and the socks were folded and laid on top of his shirt.
When she returned next, he had to think cold thoughts as her fingers opened his belt and the button on his jeans. Soft fingertips slid beneath the zipper, protecting his hard-as-iron cock as she slowly lowered the zipper. His jeans slipped down his hips a few inches and, moving her hand to his hip, she leaned in and licked a line up the underside of his cock from balls to tip.
He pulled a condom from his front pocket before he growled, “Girl, stop screwing around.”
In an act of defiance, Annie kissed the tip of his pre-cum-dampened cock before pushing his jeans down his legs. Placing a hand on her head, he used her to maintain his balance while he pulled his feet from the jeans.
While she carefully folded his jeans and added them to the clothing pile, he walked to the bed and pulled the sheets and covers down and off the foot of the bed. When Annie joined him, he lifted her and tossed her into the middle of the bed, earning a gasp and giggles as she bounced, and he came down so his upper body trapped her to the bed.
Lowering his head, he took her lips in a kiss that was deep, dark, and dominant. He tasted the wine and lasagna they had just eaten mixed with the flavor that was all Annie. Sliding one leg between hers, he stroked one hand down her body. Breaking the kiss, he licked and nibbled his way down to her breasts, taking one peaked nipple in and suckling for a moment before moving to the other. Her soft moans, undulating body, and the wetness against the thigh pressed against her pussy told him she wanted this as much as he did.
Though he had originally planned to take things slow and easy, his cock had other ideas.
“Please, Sir. Please, fill me. Take me,” Annie pleaded as she bucked her hips, pressing her pussy against his thigh.
Shifting to rest his head on one bent arm, he planted the other between her breasts. He waited until she settled before he leaned over her and gently bit her lower lip. “I’m the one in charge, little girl. Stop trying to top from the bottom.”
She groaned as he stroked two fingers down the center of her body to her mound. Her clit was standing proudly exposed. He took the button of flesh and pinched it, slowly squeezing tighter and tighter until she cried out. Leaning over her, he licked and kissed her lips, diverting her attention from the pain between her legs.
When she was moaning with need instead of pain, he moved to kneel between her now widespread legs. Releasing her clit, he lifted her hips and, fitting the head of his cock into her open, needy pussy, pulled her hips closer until his cock was buried deep and her ass rested on his thighs.
He slid his hands under her back and lifted her so she sat on his thighs. Grabbing his shoulders, she shifted her feet and then began to ride him. He wrapped his hands around her hips and helped her slide up and down his cock. His balls drew tight as he watched her expression. The same moment he saw her go flying, her pussy clenched around his cock and massaged his release from him in the next three strokes.
When their orgasms released their hold, he eased from her core and laid her down before following her to the mattress. He rolled to his back and pulled her in tight against his side.
He was not surprised when Max appeared at his other side. His boy dealt with the filled condom before gently washing his cock and balls. After turning off the lights, then the man pulled the blankets up over the bed before crawling in and snuggling up behind Annie. Silver was not su
rprised to see Annie was already asleep in his arms.
Meeting Max’s bright blue gaze, Silver reached over the woman with his free hand and stroked it over his boy’s cheek. “Love you, boy,” he whispered.
“Love you, Master,” Max responded before kissing his palm.
With the woman sleeping soundly between them, the two men settled in for the night.
Chapter Twelve
Annie drifted in the place between sleep and wakefulness, where all things were possible. The air was cool, but having a man sleeping on either side of her body kept her warm. Though they kept their motel room across town, Silver and Max had practically moved in.
A low, barely audible sound intruded and she frowned, trying to place it, but Silver’s hand shifting to cover and massage her hip distracted her.
“Good morning,” she whispered, lifting her head for the man’s kiss.
“Morning,” Silver rumbled softly.
The rattle of a doorknob shattered the silence of the house. “Oh, shit,” Annie muttered as she scrambled out of bed and flew across the room to the closet.
Grabbing her robe from the hook just inside the door, she pulled it on as she hurried to the door. Looking at the men who were now both awake and watching her, Annie said, “Stay here and be quiet.”
Stepping out of her bedroom, she pulled the door closed behind her, saying a quick prayer that they would stay in bed and allow her to deal with the visitor who was now standing in her kitchen.
“Good morning, Ryan, what brings you by this morning?” she asked as she went to the coffeemaker and set it up for a full pot. She had a feeling she would need it, and more, if the men who were coming to mean so much to her appeared before she could send Ryan on his way.
“Morning, Mom. Where’d you get the motorcycles in the garage? I was wondering if I could borrow some money? My car won’t pass inspection without new tires. I also need to pay the insurance so I can keep working.”
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