by Jayne Rylon
“There you go.” Ryder kissed her cheek before wandering toward her feet. “Now you’ve got it. Here come two more. For your safety, Linley. Wouldn’t want you to fall. You’ve already proved staying still is a challenge. And I’m going to spank you harder than I did earlier. Where all my friends can see your ass turning pink for me.”
“Will it hurt?” She swallowed hard, gripping the handles fractionally tighter.
“Only a bit. I’ll rub it and kiss it better.” Something pinched her ass. If she wasn’t mistaken, he might have taken a bite. “I need a distraction until our room is ready. You’d better hope it’s not long.”
She moaned at his bantering.
As if the cry unchained something in him, his palm met her bottom with a slap that sounded a hell of a lot worse than it felt. Still she yelped. Surprised. And ruthlessly excited.
“Oh, come on. Wildcat, you can take more than that.” He chuckled at her response. Still, he soothed the sting as he’d promised, with gentle circles from his fingers. They wandered from her ass, between her legs. His simple reward had her begging for more.
“That’s better.” He obliged her with three or four more smacks.
She lost track around the time she realized there was a display on the wall in front of her, not four feet away, that noted the names of the rooms and their statuses.
“Ah, found the scoreboard, did you?” Ryder talked low and steady as he massaged the tingles from her ass. Except as she read she only found herself wanting more of his blunt contact.
Whips and Chains. Fuck Machines Rule. Wax Museum. Pins and Needles. More the Merrier. She’s The Boss. The list went on, but her eyes had glazed over by the time she got that far.
Ryder made a circuit of her splayed and pinned body, taking his time and touching every exposed surface. She praised his foresight when she couldn’t stay put. Had she not been strapped down, she would have busted her ass very ungracefully in front of the men and women who had gathered nearby to observe him putting her through her paces.
“That’s right, Linley,” he cooed in her ear before kissing her with a tenderness at odds—or was it?—with the rougher treatment he lavished on her. “I know what you need. I’m going to give it to you.”
This time when he came even with her ass, which was raised high in the air, he delivered a barrage of spanks that had her first crying out, then groaning, and finally moaning, attempting to rub herself on the contraption cradling her. The burn had percolated into her skin. She absorbed it as it morphed from mild discomfort to something so much more potent.
“Ryder.” She called for him and he came, though he continued the constant contact of his stroking hands.
“Yes, wildcat?” She caught sight of his hard-on in her peripheral vision and knew he suffered as much as she did.
“I need you.” If that meant they fucked for the first time in front of the spectators murmuring their praise, fine.
“Right here? Right now?” Ryder paced toward her feet. Would he step between her legs and slide his cock deep?
Staring straight ahead, waiting for the pressure his blunt cap would put on the entrance to her pussy, she noticed immediately when the switchboard lights flipped. She blinked, focusing on the vacancy directory on the wall in front of her to determine their destiny.
Except there wasn’t one new green light.
There were two.
“Ryder!” She didn’t care that her shout was less than dignified.
He must have caught her urgency because he bent over her in a flash. “That was a close one, wildcat. Lucky again. So what do we have here?”
He hummed as her gaze flickered wildly between the options. Both were delicious, but one held more appeal to her at the moment. Would Ryder feel the same? What would he select?
“It’s your night, Linley. And you’ve been such a good girl for me.” He continued to rub the sting from her prominently displayed ass. Other men in the crowd supplied their assent with his obvious intentions. “Which will it be? Fuck Machines Rule or More the Merrier?”
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“I’d love to try More the Merrier. If you’re up for it,” Linley amended.
A rush of murmurs went through the crowd. Several men volunteered as quickly as if they’d been on the Family Feud faceoff, their hands hovering over the buzzer.
The admission to Ryder—never mind publicly declaring her debauchery—would have mortified her earlier in the evening. Any discomfort she’d felt about sharing her desires seemed to have vanished somewhere around the time she’d begged her usher to fuck her out in the open for everyone to witness.
About then she’d realized she was proud of her passion and the man who managed to magnify its impact on her. Here among others who understood the need for something more than the everyday dating drama—something lustier, something more direct, something darker—for whatever their personal reasons, Linley could be honest.
Ryder had unlocked that capability in her. A huge win. She embraced the change.
Her escort singled out a couple of the men who’d been watching her closely.
“Grant, help me get her loose and you can join us. Todd, I’m going to need you too. You’re both available tonight, correct?” Her seemingly easygoing guide flashed his inner core of steel. Authority sat naturally on him, even if he chose not to don the mantle most of the time. What did he do to earn that? Where did it come from in real life?
A tendril of recognition stirred within her. Part of her related on a level that insisted he hid a heck of a lot behind his jeans and T-shirt exterior. Or maybe that was her justification for the fairly major omissions she’d had to make to follow the rules.
In any case, she didn’t have long to dwell on the possibilities as Ryder’s two recruits freed her in no time flat. Having three strong men surrounding her tilted her world on its axis. Funny enough, she had no trouble telling which person was Ryder. Already they’d formed a bond.
Linley felt off balance, both because of her line of reasoning and because the comfort of her bindings had been stripped away. She tumbled right into Ryder’s outstretched arms. He winked down at her as he cradled her against his toasty chest. “Hey there.”
“Hi,” she whispered with a smile, growing meek just for a moment. It was either that or admit how much more than simply her body was in the game tonight. Unwise, she’d come to care during the evening they’d shared.
The Basement shifted around her as Ryder toted her to the appropriate portal. She didn’t notice much of the surroundings since her stare never wavered from his scruffy jaw. The deep, rich brown of his hair made her long to run her fingers through it and the matching trail that lead down his body to his cock.
All along the way, men and women alike congratulated the two men now flanking Ryder and her as they made their way to a private chamber. Some people cursed them or joked about volunteering to pinch hit.
Ryder brushed them aside, taking his dream team into the shadows near the row of rooms. He stepped aside, using his allies as an extension of himself. Grant depressed the latch-style handle. He held the door for Ryder.
When he slipped inside, he didn’t immediately turn on the lights.
“I’m glad you decided on this room, wildcat.” Under cover of darkness, he confessed, “I don’t mind sharing. Giving my playmate that extra level of pleasure is an honor. And later, I’ll stake my claim on you privately. I’m not going to lie. Something about you has me possessive.”
“You sure you want us to stay, Ryder?” Smooth and sexy, Todd’s low key question put her a little more at ease. She didn’t know these men. But Ryder did. And if he trusted them, that was good enough for her.
“We can go out the side door so no one sees if you’re worried about appearances,” Grant offered.
Ry
der looked to her and her alone. “It’s your call, wildcat. I’m up for whatever you desire.”
“I didn’t come this far to back out now. Let’s do it.” She smiled over his shoulder at his friends and tossed them a timid finger wave.
They were good-looking guys, that’s for sure. Grant had a suave air about him. All his motions were fluid and graceful. Though he wasn’t as tall or as broad as Ryder, he had a lean, lithe body that tempted her to touch. And that was even before her gaze wandered over his long erection. “Hello to you too, sweetheart. Ryder sure did hit the newbie jackpot tonight.”
Todd grinned. “And us too.”
Linley switched her focus to the rough-and-tumble man. His enormous shoulders and powerful thighs made her fairly sure he had to be a professional athlete, or a trainer, or a body builder. His blond hair and rich green eyes helped keep him from looking too sinister. Despite his size, he was gentle when he stroked her hair. “You’re very pretty, Linley. And brave to wander down here your first time out.”
“Hell, it took Todd two years at Underground before he made it to the Basement.” Grant poked fun at his friend.
When they looked as though they might deteriorate into roughhousing, which Grant stood no chance at winning in brute strength—though maybe in swiftness or agility—Ryder took charge.
“Focus guys, or I’ll find a new set of sidekicks. I’m not messing around with Linley’s experience. Tonight should be special for her. Perfect.” He leaned down and kissed her lightly. “I want her to remember this for the rest of her life.”
“Pretty sure you’ve already achieved that goal.” She turned her cheek into his palm when he cupped her face.
“When did you become such a bleeding-heart romantic?” Todd wiggled his eyebrows at Ryder. Grant had the good sense to step in.
“Don’t worry about me. Concentrate on bringing your A game.” Ryder threw Linley over his shoulder, as if to prove he still had his swagger. She didn’t mind. It got her to the bed that much faster. She laughed as she bounced when he tossed her into the center then climbed on.
Ryder sat beside her, propping her up on no less than thirty silk-cased pillows. He held her hand as he curled his fingers toward his outstretched palm, inviting his friends to join them. “Todd, you can make up for that smart mouth by getting over here and putting it to better use.”
The bed dipped as the two large men added their weight to the mattress. They stalked closer to her. Their heated stares on her splayed, naked body had her shivering in Ryder’s protective hold. “Nothing to worry about, wildcat. They’re actually decent lovers. Not as good as me, but…close enough.”
Grant shared a conspiratorial grin with Todd. “That sounded like a challenge.”
“It sure did.” He crawled toward her like a predator on the prowl. Ryder and Grant did the friendly thing and each wrapped a broad hand around one of her knees. They spread her wide for their buddy.
Linley squeaked, then turned her face into Ryder’s chest.
He was quick to correct her. “No. Don’t hide from what they make you feel. It’s okay to enjoy what they give you. Remember, it’s all a gift from me to you. Think of them like my extra sets of hands. Or tongues.”
Grant cracked his civilized veneer when he snorted. Todd took his cue. He dove between her legs, parting her thighs and spreading them wider to accommodate his bulk. The first swipe of his hot mouth over her mound had her arching off the bed.
The other two men ensured she stayed in place for their friend. Ryder claimed her mouth and reached across her chest, pinning her to the mattress while Grant secured her leg and petted her belly. The overwhelming presence of the three men incited a riot of mini-tremors in the general region of her womb.
Todd paused his oral explorations long enough to lift his head and say, “Damn, she’s delicious. And I can feel the little kisses of her pussy as it flexes. She’s already so wet. Can I put my fingers in her, Ry?”
“Don’t let me stop you.” He laughed. “Just go slow. Your hands are as fucking thick as the rest of you.”
Linley moaned as she considered what those proportions meant for his cock. She couldn’t wait to find out. And somehow it didn’t feel like a free for all with three men. It still seemed like one extreme encounter with the single guy who’d elected to show her this good time.
Grant didn’t have to be told. He focused his attention on Linley’s left breast, suckling and plumping the flesh until she was distracted enough for Todd to introduce his fingers into her pussy. Ryder alternated between soothing her with gentle reassurance and mimicking Grant’s caresses on her other breast.
Six hands caressed her inside and out. The intensity of their attention overwhelmed her with desire. She reached out and tucked her fingers in Ryder’s hair. Softness feathered between them, calming her and grounding her during the storm of passion that whipped around her.
Todd groaned from between her legs. She watched as his ass clenched. He humped the silk sheets, rubbing himself on the bed while he feasted on her. The taste of her, or maybe the feel of her smothering his fat finger, certainly turned him on.
Suddenly Linley went from feeling shy for indulging in such decadence, to embracing the empowerment they gave her. They made her feel desirable beyond belief. A goddess to be worshipped.
The thought alone had her pussy clamping hard on Todd’s intruding digit.
“Damn,” his reverent mumble served to vibrate her engorged clit, which he now flicked his tongue across. Ryder was right. The big man was a good lover. Her body responded, and she poured her ecstasy into a deep kiss with her escort.
When they broke apart, both of them panting, he grinned. “You really like that, huh?”
“Mmm.” She hung on to both Grant and Ryder, trying to ground herself.
“Damn,” Grant trailed his fingers up and down her body. “She’s gorgeous. More and more by the minute. Is she going to come soon, Todd?”
“I can make her tip over any time you like.” The smug grin he flashed when he paused his skilled eating made her tummy flip.
She wished she could deny it. That she had more willpower than that. But Ryder took one look into her lust-glazed eyes and knew Todd wasn’t boasting for nothing.
“Do it.” Ryder commanded his friend. “Set her off.”
He left Todd to work his magic and instead focused on her. The impact of his attention increased her enjoyment exponentially. “Let go Linley.”
She did as he ordered.
Her body and heart responded without giving her brain a chance to opt out. While she shuddered, soaking in the bliss racing through her veins, the three men around her held her, soothed her, enhanced her euphoria until she could hardly catch her breath.
Todd’s finger was forced from her body by the spasms of her pussy.
“Let me taste her.” Grant groaned, rubbing his hard-on against her hip.
Todd nodded. She expected the men to switch places, but instead Todd held out his hand and Grant suckled his extended fingers, cleaning them in a matter of seconds. Their unabashed sharing had her pussy spilling more juice by the second.
“Damn,” Grant mumbled when his mouth was empty once more. In their deliciously direct way, he said, “I’m dying here. Let me fuck her, Ry? Unless you want the first shot?”
Linley appreciated his lack of game playing and veiled innuendo.
“No. I don’t care who has her before me. I want to be the last person she takes. Tonight…” He trailed off as if he intended to say more.
Todd cleared his throat, saving Ryder from the awkward pause. He breathed heavily as he switched places with Grant then caressed her breasts. “Your girl’s got a damn near perfect rack. You know how I love to fuck a nice pair of tits.”
“Would you let him, Linley?” Ryder smiled indulgently at them.
“Yes.” She tried not to shout and managed, sort of.
“Good girl.” Ryder got to his knees beside her head. “And how about me? Suck me while they
ride you? For their pleasure and yours. Just not too much. I’m not coming until I’m buried inside you. Okay?”
Verbal assurance was not possible because she’d leaned forward and engulfed his cock before he’d even finished talking.
The tearing of a foil pouch sounded through the grunts of the three men, who satisfied themselves and her in the process. An instant later, Grant invaded her still quivering pussy. Linley gasped, which only served to allow Ryder deeper in her mouth. The blunt head of his cock nudged her throat, painting the taste of his pre-come on the back of her tongue.
And just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, Todd straddled her easily. He gathered her breasts, smooshing them together around the length of his cock, which landed in the valley between them with a distinct thud on her breastbone.
“You’re amazing, wildcat.” Ryder stroked her hair and traced her stretched lips around his cock. “Taking three of us isn’t easy. Not for some women. You’re a natural. So generous.”
Linley thanked him for his praise by swirling her tongue along the underside of his shaft. His thighs corded beside her and he froze.
“Not too much of that.” He tapped her chin. “I won’t last if you do more. How’s it going over there Grant?”
The gentleman lost most of his chivalry as he plowed into her deeper and faster with every stroke. Though there were lots of distractions, his efforts became harder to ignore as her channel began the pattern of tightening all over again.
“She’s strangling me.” He grunted. “We can make her come again. Soon.”
Todd gurgled as he slipped and slid between the globes of her breasts. He pinched her nipples, twisting just enough to add to her rapture. “I’m probably not going to be able to hold off if I watch this pretty face coming. Especially while she’s going to town on Ryder like he’s some kind of candy.”
Grant groaned. “You’re making her hotter when you talk like that. Shit, I don’t think I can make it. I’m going to come. Any second.”