by Sofia Hunt
Reaching underneath, Gage grabbed the gold chain, wrapped his fingers around it, and yanked it off her nipples. A shock of pain slammed into her. Her body exploded, shattered, and warm, sticky fluid flooded her asshole as Gage came inside her. She ruptured into millions of pieces, her soul merging with theirs.
She’d become a part of them, something bigger than she’d ever been separate from her two lovers.
Chapter 13
Lizzie’s Journal, November 19, 1864
Port Steele, Washington Territory
Life has settled into an unorthodox routine. By all outward appearances, I’m a normal, staid married woman, taking care of the Gallagher household of four men. Underneath it all, I’m a woman who’s embraced her sensual nature, reveling in the exploration and discovery of sexual freedom. The average person would be shocked at what has become normal for me and how thoroughly I’ve embraced my new role as wife and lover to two brothers. I love Gage and Logan with all my heart. And they’ve come to love me. Today is my birthday, and they’ve promised me a special surprise.
* * * *
Logan secured the blindfold over Lizzie’s eyes. A thrill of excitement zipped through her and settled between her legs. Logan’s calloused hands grasped hers and bound them together in front of her with a length of soft rope. He raised them over her head. He secured the rope on the hook in the ceiling. Pulling it tight stretched her body so she stood almost on tiptoes.
She knew this game. They’d played it before. Each time, she’d delighted in the passionate torment her two men inflicted upon her. Each time, her orgasm had rivaled those before it.
“Can you see?” Gage tugged her blindfold down to make sure she couldn’t see underneath it.
“Not a thing.” Lizzie squirmed and writhed, begging them with her body to touch her.
Logan’s deep chuckle reached her ears. “Not so fast, honey. We have a surprise in store for you tonight.”
“You always have surprises for me.”
“This one is special.” Logan’s large hands wrapped a rope around her ankle and pulled it wide, tying it to a ring in the floor. He did the same with the other leg, leaving her spread open, naked, and completely vulnerable.
“You need to guess who’s touching you correctly, and you’ll be rewarded.”
“If I don’t?” Lizzie held her breath. Their punishments were often more arousing than their rewards.
“You’ll be punished.”
A shiver travelled down her body. Her pussy tingled. She knew she’d be waiting a long time tonight to get satisfaction, but when she did, it’d be beyond anything she’d experienced thus far.
A hand cupped her chin, and lips brushed her mouth. She parted her lips, and a tongue swept into her mouth. She moaned as the man kissed her thoroughly. Her nipples ached for someone’s touch. Anyone’s.
The mouth broke away from hers, and she whimpered.
“Who?”
“Gage.”
Logan chuckled. “Correct.”
“Where’s my reward?”
“Impatient wench.” Gage’s voice sounded near her ear. She turned her head toward the sound, but he evaded her easily.
A mouth closed on her nipple, sucking hard, biting down with sharp teeth, causing her to emit a silent shriek.
“Logan.” She blurted out the answer.
“Very good.”
“We’ll have to make this harder.”
Logan kissed her again, long and hard, taking the breath from her lungs. Her pussy pulsed with need, consumed by fire. Logan continued to kiss her while rough hands kneaded her ass, squeezing and rubbing. Her ass cheeks were parted and a tongue teased the ring at the entrance to her ass.
“Who’s kissing your ass?”
“That’s easy. Logan was kissing my mouth. Gage is behind me.”
“Very good.” Logan’s voice vibrated with arousal.
A mouth covered her nipple, then the second nipple had mouth on it. Two mouths sucked, licked, and kissed her nipples. The mouths withdrew, and she whimpered her complaint. “Please, don’t stop.”
“Who sucked on your right nipple?” Logan’s voice seemed to come from her right side.
“You did. Logan.”
A soft chuckle reached her ears. “Wrong, sweetheart. Do you know what happens when you’re wrong?”
“I’m punished.” Her pussy juices flowed in anticipation of her punishment. She pulled against her bonds. Her body pleaded to be touched.
An open hand struck her ass with a stinging blow. “Oh. Oh, it hurts.”
“But you love it.”
Lizzie didn’t deny the obvious. Her pussy lips were parted. She heard slurping as an aggressive mouth plundered her pussy with tongue, lips, and fingers.
“Whose mouth is on your pussy, darlin’?” She could hear the smirk in Logan’s voice, and it infuriated her. Since the mouth continued to suck on greedily on her pussy, and Logan was the one speaking, it didn’t take a genius to guess correctly. She decided to guess incorrectly in hopes of another punishment.
“Logan, you’re sucking on my pussy.”
“Now, honey, you know that’s not true. Do you want to be punished?”
“Yes, please.”
Both men stopped touching her. She heard rustling in the room. Something tinkled, and she tensed in anticipation. Logan pinched her swollen nipple, made sensitive by marauding mouths, teeth, and fingers. He pulled it, stretching it tight. Pain shot through her as the clamp closed on the pink bud. A second later, another clamp squeezed the other nipple. His fingers toyed with each clamp, and when he let go, a bell tinkled, leading her to surmise some kind of bell hung from each clamp. The bells tugged on her nipples and tinkled as her chest rose and fell.
Fingers grasped one of the bells and pulled, stretching her nipple, taking the pain to the brink of her limit but never going beyond it.
“Who was that?”
“Logan.”
“Lucky woman. No punishment for you. In fact, we’re going to let you come.”
“Oh, please, yes. Please.”
A hand ground into her cunt, fingers twisting and plunging. A tongue swirled on her clit, pushing her beyond the limits of human control. A mouth tugged on the clamp, swirling it around its tongue, causing exquisite agony. But nothing compared to the urgent agony pulsating through her eager pussy.
Working in concert, the two brothers catapulted her into the sky to the stars beyond.
* * * *
Lizzie collapsed, limp and spent. Hands removed her bonds and held her up.
“You enjoying this?” Gage whispered in her ear.
Lizzie nodded. The time for being embarrassed or modest around her men had long passed.
“It’s your birthday. We have a present for you. Do you know what double penetration is?” Logan asked her.
“I think so.” Lizzie’s heart pounded in her chest.
“What is it?” Gage moved his mouth close to her ear.
“Where one of you is in my pussy and one of you is in my ass.” She rubbed her wrists where the ropes had bound her.
“Good girl.” Logan smacked her ass, and she yelped in surprise. Laughing, he pulled off her blindfold.
Lizzie blinked and stared at the two male faces gazing back at her. Both so similar in features, yet so different. Gage, earnest and concerned, yet with a fire burning deep inside those blue eyes. Logan, dark and intense, needing her soul, not just her body.
Her gaze moved downward. Two cocks, both large and hard with arousal, filled her line of vision.
“I want you. Both of you at the same time.” Lizzie breathed hard. A fine sheen of sweat coated her naked skin. Little bumps rose on her arms even though she was hotter than boiling water.
“Upstairs.” Logan motioned to the stairs and grabbed her around the waist.
A few seconds later, they stood in Logan’s large bedroom. Lizzie fidgeted, dreading what was to come. Yet, she wouldn’t stop them. She wanted this birthday present, despite her m
isgivings.
The clamps weighed her nipples. Pain spiked each time she moved even slightly.
“Could you take these off, please?”
“When we’re done.” Logan addressed his brother, barking directions. “Gage, on the bed. Lizzie’s pussy is yours.”
“What about you, brother?” Gage asked, already heading to the bed.
“Her ass is mine.”
A delicious chill shot up Lizzie’s spine at his spoken promise.
Gage lay on his back on the bed and held out his arms. “Come here, baby. Decorate my cock with your sweet pussy.”
Lizzie moved to the bed and straddled Gage. He lay sprawled on the bed, his ass near the edge and his feet anchored on the floor. He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her to his mid-section. He lowered her onto his rigid cock until she was fully impaled there.
In a moment of sanity, she gazed behind her at Logan standing near the bed, eyes glazed with lust, cock locked and loaded, legs braced. Shock rumbled through her as she watched Logan massage some kind of lotion on his large cock, preparing it for entrance into her ass.
“Oh, dear,” she moaned, wondering for a brief second of regret how she’d come to be in this position, literally.
“You okay, hon?” Gage massaged her back.
“I’m fine.” She gulped back the fear and stumbled on. She wanted this. She was way past denying her carnal needs. Tonight they’d be damned. She’d have her way with these two delectable men.
“Lean on my chest. Open your ass to Logan.”
Lizzie did so, tense and waiting.
Logan stroked her butt, slid his hands over it, around it, soft and soothing. He kissed her neck, her shoulder, the sides of her breasts while Gage massaged her back, all in an attempt to relax her.
Logan sank to his knees and ran his tongue up her thigh to her dripping cunt. He kissed her ass, ran his tongue around her opening, then thrust a finger inside her. It hurt a little, not as much as the first time since she’d had practice since then. Yet, she’d not had practice with a cock already stuffed in her cunt.
Logan’s finger probed and twisted, opening her wider. Soon, two more fingers joined it, plunging deep in her asshole, pressing down hard. She felt the fingers on the thin skin between her two channels as they pushed on the cock buried inside her.
Underneath her, Gage stirred and moved his cock in her pussy.
“You’re ready for me, Lizzie.” The tip of Logan’s penis pressed against her asshole. He forced past the ring of muscle. Pain pierced her, a burning sting that throbbed and smarted. She cried out, and Gage quickly muffled her cries with his soul-deep kisses.
Logan continued his penetration, slow but insistent. Oh, god, it hurt. The burning, the raw ache, the feeling of being filled by two cocks. The fear they might rip her apart before she could stretch to accommodate them. But her body didn’t tear, it did stretch, and the biting pain mutated into a stinging pleasure.
With one last thrust, Logan’s cock drove home. Her body convulsed with the painful pleasure. Sweat streamed off her body. Gage’s wiry chest hair abraded her clamped nipples, shooting little sparks of delicious agony through every cell.
The two cocks in her cunt and ass began to move, nice and civilized at first. They rubbed against each other, the friction causing a sweet tremor insider her. Together, as if they’d done this before, the brothers began to work in rhythm. The faster and harder Logan thrust, the sharper the pain. Tears ran down her cheeks. She writhed and thrashed about from the onslaught of two cocks invading her body, Her two virile young men barraged her senses with their bodies.
Logan bent down and found her clit, toyed with it, made her focus on the pleasure while embracing the pain.
The men grunted, their breathing rough, their sweat-slicked bodies sliding over hers easily. Skin slapped against skin. Cocks thrust harder, faster, until they were banging into her with a zealous frenzy. Lizzie arched her back and thrust back against Logan, begging for more. Her own body erupted into a mass of sizzling nerves and insatiable lust.
“I love you, Lizzie. I love you!” Gage shouted as he came first, sending a shower of cum into her already-drenched pussy.
“I love you, too, Gage. With all my heart. And you, Logan, I love you.”
“And I love you, Mrs. Gallagher” Logan pulled out then plunged his cock into her ass with a possessive ferocity. Lizzie’s body, already adjusted to the feel of a large penis in her dark channel, convulsed with waves of pleasure. Logan grasped her nipples and tugged while his hips beat a harsh tempo against her ass. In a manner of seconds, his cum filled her, warming her from the inside.
A wave of emotions swept Lizzie away like a small boat in a hurricane. She bobbed and fought for air, but the currents dragged her under until she drowned in a delicious sea of pain-induced pleasure.
She’d never forget this birthday.
Chapter 14
Lizzie’s Journal, December 1, 1864
Port Steele, Washington Territory
Fall has given way to winter. Snow fell today and covered the surrounding trees and mountains in a pristine white blanket. My life is fuller than I could’ve ever imagined.
My sisters are doing well, but do not yet have a special man in their lives.
Mr. Farrier has returned to San Francisco, but not before awarding Gallagher Timber with a huge contract. The Pettys have retreated in defeat and are barely hanging on to their inheritance. Even Constance seems to have tired of causing trouble. Lucy, of course, still gossips, so some things stay the same.
I’ll never forget my birthday present, given by my strong husbands and the loves of my life. The one final thing to make my life complete is children, which will come in time.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Sofia loves to write hot romances with even hotter heroes. She prefers warm sun, warm sand, and views of bronzed, buff bodies on the beach. She lives on the west coast with assorted animals, including the human male variety. When she's not writing, she's shopping or socializing. She writes traditional romances under another pen name and divides her time between the two personas.
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