by Gemma Snow
“I have some idea,” Cade said. And just like that, the tone of the room changed. There was no light chill from the spring air, no coldness from the conversation.
It was just three of them, with their fucked-up past and their intense desires.
“I think I have some idea too,” Sawyer added, catching Hollie’s gaze and giving her a wink. “Question is, Callihan, what would you have done about it?”
Chapter Fourteen
When did it get so fucking hot in this cabin? She was wearing loose cotton shorts and a tank top, the sleepwear she’d been planning to crash in for a few hours before go-time, when Sawyer and Cade had walked right into her room and made themselves at home. And made the place feel a damn sight smaller with their massive presences. Or maybe it was just that she was overwhelmed by them, by everything they were offering, by the promises in twin green and brown eyes.
“I don’t know,” she said. A lie and they both knew it, if the intensity in their gazes was anything to go.
“Try again, Hollyhock,” Cade replied. “What do you think would have happened down at the lake that night if you had told us what you wanted? Do you think we would have all gone home and gone to bed?”
Memories of the night at the lake came back to her, of the three of them under the stars, sharing a bottle of sherry she had found tucked in the back of a liquor cabinet she’d sold after the will had been read. The night had been warm and they’d been fresh graduates of Lewis and Clark County High School, eighteen years old and ready to take on the world.
“Or, Hollie,” Sawyer continued where Cade had left off, “would you have admitted what you just told us, would you have confessed to wanting something tawdry and base right there at the riverbank?”
It was her turn to follow the thread of the story and so she did, not giving into her fear of what might come next, not this time.
“I would have confessed to wanting you both,” she said, her voice coming out on a breath. “Then I would have tried to escape, to jump in the lake or something.”
“Would we have let you go?” Cade asked, coming to stand behind her, to wrap one arm around her waist and whisper in her ear. She shook her head.
“No.” This was barely a word. “No, you would have wrestled me or tickled me or something.” He brought his hand to her upper ribs and caressed her through the fabric of her tank top until she was writhing in his arms. Cade let out a deep groan and Hollie grinned.
“You’re being a tease,” Sawyer observed from his perch against the wall in front of her. “Poor sheriff’s going to cream his pants pretty soon if you keep rubbing your pretty little ass up against him.”
“And what about you?” she replied, rubbing her pretty little ass up against Cade’s erection, and held Sawyer’s gaze. “You’d have pulled me into your lap, right? Then tortured my neck and back with kisses while Cade ran his hands up my leg.”
Cade ran his hands up her leg.
“Just your neck and back, Hollie?” Sawyer asked. “Because you seemed to enjoy it quite a bit when I ate your sweet pussy while you were spread out on the table. I think you’d be begging me something sweet to do it to you under the stars.”
Her breath hitched and she nodded. “Yes.” It seemed to be about the only word she could manage at the moment.
“Would you have let us fuck you that night, Hollyhock?” Cade whispered in her ear, then trailed his tongue over the curve of her neck until she was practically shaking in his arms. When Sawyer pushed off the wall and came to stand in front of her, the support was necessary since her knees were starting to give way.
“Would you have given over to both of us for the night, opened your body and heart to us?”
Sawyer had one hand on her ass and the other hand rounding the curve of her breast and playing none-too-gently with her nipple. Cade was trailing those damning kisses along her skin, making her swear and buck and ache for him. This teasing was driving her absolutely insane.
“More.”
By unspoken agreement, the movements against her skin and nipples and throat stopped.
“Did you want it?” Cade asked. “That night, did you want it?”
She nodded desperately.
“And right now, Hollie, do you want it? Both of us, taking you over and over again until you forget your name? Tell us.”
“Fuck me.” It was barely audible.
“Try again, baby,” Sawyer replied. “We want to hear you.”
“I need you both to fuck me,” she said. “Now.”
That was all it took—Sawyer had her up and over his shoulder in one swift movement, and Hollie would have protested, but there was no denying how fucking hot it was that he could just throw her over his shoulder and carry her into the bedroom, Cade right behind them, his gaze making her feel hot and needy all over again.
Sawyer placed her on the bed and wasted no time yanking her shorts down and spreading her legs wide. He was, at the heart of it, a rough-and-tumble man, who made her come hard with gentle words and strong movements.
“Touch yourself,” Cade said, leaning against the doorframe in his Dom pose—a pose she was coming to love and hate all at the same time. “I want to see you rub your pretty pink nipples while Sawyer makes you scream.”
Hollie didn’t have it in her to protest and she went to push her bra off, but Sawyer was there, making quick work of it until she was bare save for a pair of silver panties.
She was quickly losing her mind to lust and desire, but that didn’t need to mean she had to go down alone, so Hollie made a show of sliding two fingers into her mouth and sucking hard and deep before she brought them down to her nipple and slowly—God, so slowly—began to circle the tight, peaked bud.
“You want more, kitten?” Cade asked. “Go harder, give yourself what you really want.”
What she really wanted was… Too much, too rough and too debauched, surely not…
“I know you want more,” Cade said. “What exactly is it?”
“It’s nothing…” The lie dripped from every syllable.
Sawyer brought his tongue flat against her slick panties and Hollie almost screamed.
“Trust us, Hollie,” he said, sliding one finger past the elastic and pressing it into her.
“It’s embarrassing,” she moaned, though really, what was left at this point?
Sawyer moved his fingers inside her and she bucked to get more contact. Then he stopped and brought his other hand to her waist so she couldn’t force more pressure from his touch.
“Hollie.”
She was shaking now, half from nerves about what they might say and half in anticipation that they might actually do it. Well, more than half.
She nodded to the suitcase near the window. “In the pouch, near the top,” she said, each word punctuated by a moan when Sawyer flicked his finger against her swollen clit. Cade made slow and agonizing work of finding what she asked for, but she could see the moment he opened the bag.
“My, my, my…” His words felt like caresses. “You haven’t lost your adventurous spirit, darlin’.”
He brought the bag over to Sawyer, who glanced inside, then back up at her, his eyes hooded with lust and anticipation.
“Tell me you want us to use these,” Cade said. “Because the idea of you at our mercy is just about as sexy as it gets, Hollie, because I don’t think a day of my life is ever going to go by without the image of you wearing these.” He pulled the nipple clamps from the bag and let them dangle from one strong finger. Hollie nodded, needing that spark of pain, needing to feel her skin burn with that primal current of lust and heat.
Cade was at her side in an instant, slowly, gently, placing one clamp, then the other over her straining nipples. The pain came at her all at once, then faded over into a desperate, writhing pleasure that made Hollie see stars behind her closed eyes.
“Sit up, sweet one,” Cade said, and Sawyer pulled free of her body so Hollie could sit up and wiggle out of her panties, each jostle sending those
same sparks of pleasure through her and making her ache for more. The mattress dipped beside her and she turned to see Sawyer sitting at the head of the bed, waiting for her, his thick cock straining against his briefs. When he’d lost the rest of his clothing, Hollie couldn’t be certain. All she knew was that she ached to climb on top of him and ride him all night long.
“Come here,” Sawyer said, and Hollie got as far as the elastic of his briefs before she sank down onto her knees and ran her tongue up the length of his cloth-covered cock, until the light fabric was dark and his cock was straining even more to escape. She did it again, reveling in the taste and feel of his hardness and feeling the slick, wet heat of her own desire against her thighs. Every time Sawyer moaned, Hollie’s body pulsed around emptiness.
Sawyer, it seemed, couldn’t wait and he pushed his briefs off in one rough motion, exposing his hard, thick cock. God, if she didn’t get that inside her body soon…
“Ride him, Hollie,” Cade said, handing her a condom from her bag. “Ride him.”
God, there was just something so intense and sexy about being told what to do, and she quickly got the condom free and down his throbbing cock. Then she was straddling him and slowly, God, so slowly Hollie was sure she would come three times, she lowered herself down upon him.
Sawyer was a big man. Everywhere. Her body stretched to fit him and each inch was an agonizing pleasure that made her wonder if she was even going to survive.
“Put your hands behind your back, sweetheart,” Cade murmured against her ear.
She did as she was told and felt the familiar click of the bindings pinning her arms against her back. The sensation made her all the more attuned to every touch, every kiss, every brush of Cade’s hand across her back and Sawyer’s cock deep in her pussy.
“Tell me I’m wrong,” Cade murmured and she could hear the sound of his belt coming loose, then his pants and shirt hitting the floor, “but something tells me you want to be filled.” Hollie nodded and Cade gave her ass a light tap, heightened by everything else the two men were already doing to her body. “I wasn’t done, sweet one.” He paused and the silence seemed to stretch on until Hollie was about to give in and beg to know what he was thinking.
“You want to be filled in every hole, don’t you, Hollie? You want to have Sawyer pumping into your tight little pussy.” He rifled around in the bag behind her and slid a thick dildo across her back, pausing at the valley of her ass cheeks. Hollie couldn’t help it—her ass squeezed and Cade and Sawyer both cursed in response.
“You want this in your mouth, Hollie?” he asked. She nodded because she had always loved that aspect of play, that giving up control and responsibility and handing herself entirely over to someone else—someone she trusted.
Two someones she trusted.
Cade handed the pink dildo to Sawyer and he placed it down on the bed to run his finger across her bottom lip.
“You said all her holes, Cade,” he practically growled. “Ask her what else she wants before she can’t respond anymore.” Fuck if those callous, dirty words didn’t make Hollie’s pussy clench and her swollen nipples throb against the clamps.
“You’re going to let me fuck you in the ass,” Cade told her as if they didn’t already all know it, as if her tight hole wasn’t pulsing hard at the idea of feeling him inside her.
“Please…” It was all she could manage with the onslaught of need and sensation these two men were sharing with her with every touch. Cade had clearly found the lube in her bag because a moment later she felt the slick wetness against her hole, and she gasped and pulsed hard around Sawyer.
“God, you’re so pretty, all tied up and about to take three cocks at once,” Cade muttered, deep and low, as he slowly edged one finger into her ass. Hollie’s whole body tightened around him and Cade bent down low to growl into her ear.
“Relax for us, Hollie. We’ll make you feel so good.”
She knew it and she did relax then, allowing him to slide the second finger into her ass and slowly back out again until she was writhing and bucking against Sawyer’s cock and right on the edge.
“Trust me,” Cade said and he slowly lined his cock up with her hole. Hollie nodded and felt a surge of protective joy when Cade took one of her bound hands in his and slowly stroked her, bringing calmness and soft pleasures to the hard moment. He pressed into her body.
Hollie knew this part, knew that giving over to the desperation and line of pleasure and pain was the best to enjoy every sensation, every touch and give and take. So she did just that, allowing her body to feel everything all at once until Cade was fully seated in her ass and Sawyer in her pussy.
“Are you okay?” he asked gently, brushing the hair from her head and slowly, oh so slowly, pulling back then pressing back inside her body.
Hollie nodded and let out a low moan.
“Please move, I need…” She wasn’t sure what she needed, but they seemed to know because Sawyer had the thick rubber cock at her lips now and Hollie was yielding to it, allowing a third cock inside her as she surrendered to the complete and utter pleasure of the moment. They owned her whole being right then, made her feel safe and protected and understood for all her proclivities and needs, for all the things that made her take chances and leaps of faith.
These men were worth taking a leap of faith on. They were worth asking for more. They were worth telling the truth to.
And she wasn’t scared, not anymore, not after how they appreciated her needs and knew them better than she did. How could she be, with this delicious pleasure threatening to overwhelm her?
“Are you going to come for us, Hollie?” Sawyer asked, and brought his thumb to the apex of their connection to rub tight, rough circles across her clit. It was almost too much sensation, but Hollie was able to nod against the onslaught of pleasure.
Until he pinched.
She was flying high and hard before she even realized it, her thoughts chasing themselves with only one idea coming out the victor—pleasure, and desire and bursting heat—and she rode and rode and rode until she could come back to herself and the two men debauching her in all her favorite ways.
“God, you’re so fucking pretty when you come,” Sawyer half-growled. His hair was loose and curling around his face and Hollie almost wished she could tangle her hands into his hair. “I want to see it again.”
It’s too soon she wanted to say, too much pleasure, too overwhelming, but the cock in her mouth prevented it and she wasn’t entirely certain either man would have taken the step back if she’d said as much. Cade was a Dom by passion and both of them knew her better than she knew herself. Pushing her to heights of pleasure and desire was their main objective.
This was proven by the hard slap Cade landed on her ass in the next moment, which made Hollie buck forward, forcing Sawyer’s erection deeper into her cunt. He pressed the cock deeper into her mouth and she accepted willingly, taking it the way she had taken both of these men into her mouth, the way she so loved to do.
“He gave you an order, Hollie,” Cade said, bringing his hand back down to slap her ass again, which sent ricochets of pleasure bounding through her body where the two men were connected to her. “It’s best you do as you’re told.”
Except that the intense spanks against her skin were hardly cause to behave when she felt so needy for them, so aching for the sunbursts of pleasure each one brought. She bucked into his touch, sliding slightly away from Sawyer’s hard cock, then pressing back down to seat herself fully on top of him. It was all too much, the clamps and the toys and the thick erections filling her up, and each spank sent her so much higher, so much closer to release and redemption, then Cade pulled out of her ass and pushed into her with a roughness that thrilled her and sent her barreling over the edge of pleasure and need. She screamed around the toy in her mouth and rocked between Cade and Sawyer until she merely saw bright spots of beautiful white light behind her eyes and everything felt like bliss and love and burning desire.
When the tremors of her body began to subside, Hollie realized that both men were still hard and throbbing inside her. Mouth still full of the toy, she shook her head, but Sawyer just grinned that dark, lascivious grin that made her nipples tighten and her pussy gush.
“One last time, sweet one,” Cade said quietly against the curve of her ear. “Give yourself to us one last time, okay?” When he asked like that, Hollie couldn’t even think to deny him, so she nodded slowly and rocked her ravished body into their cocks, each one more swollen and hot and promising of an explosive release.
“So close, baby,” Sawyer growled. “I wanna feel you tight around my cock as I come hard in your pretty pussy. Can you do that for me? Can you come hard for me?”
Hollie nodded, suddenly feeling the need to give them both exactly what they wanted as they had given to her. And she was riding in earnest because the waves of her last release had turned into the rising tides of this one and she was pressing back and forth, back and forth until Sawyer brought one hand up to her swollen, tender nipples and gave the clamp a tug.
Hollie couldn’t hold on. It seemed, with these two men, that she could never hold on, and she thrust once, twice, once more before she gave over to the intensity, the cosmic pleasure, and came shuddering hard and aggressively around Sawyer’s cock. Cade thrust just once more, then he was pumping into her ass and gripping her skin tight enough to leave marks. Hollie didn’t want to think about the idea of being marked by him or how very much it appealed to her.
Distantly, she registered Sawyer giving over to his own pleasure and pumping hard as he thrust, before finally slumping back on the bed.
For a moment, the three of them remained still and quiet, enjoying the after-effects of their pleasure in this oasis, free from prying eyes. Sawyer removed the toy from her mouth and Cade released the bindings around her wrists, then the nipple clamps. Hollie gave her wrists an experimental twist and sighed at the relief of sensation.