by Becca Van
Pip mewled when Chip’s blunt cockhead pushed into her ass. The burn she’d felt when he pushed his fingers up her ass was nothing compared to the pinching burn of him pushing his cock into her back entrance. She could literally feel the flesh and muscles of her anus stretching wide to accommodate Chip’s thick steel rod. She didn’t think she was going to be able to take him in and was about to ask him to stop when Randy moved in close to her side.
“Take a few deep breaths, sugar. That’s it. In and out, good girl. Now, use those muscles and push out. You’re so sexy, Pip. I can’t wait to have those lips wrapped around my cock while Chip and Mason fuck your ass and cunt. You are going to come so good, Pip, and when we’re done, we are going to get cleaned up and start all over again. We are each going to take turns in every pretty little orifice your body has to offer. I can’t wait to fuck that pretty little pussy. We are gonna make sure you scream over and over again, sugar,” Randy whispered in Pip’s ear.
Pip didn’t bother trying to retaliate. She was already in nirvana, with Chip finally buried balls-deep in her ass and Mason likewise in her pussy. Her muscles were spasmodically clenching and releasing around the two cocks in her body, making her want to scream at them to move. She opened her mouth to do just that, but Randy turned her head and shoved the crown of his dick into her mouth. She mumbled around the tasty, hot flesh then mewled with delight at his unique flavor. She closed her lips around his hot, hard flesh, laving the underside with her tongue then sliding it over the weeping eye, tasting his salty essence. She wrapped her lips around his flesh once more, hollowed her cheeks, and sucked him down to the back of her throat.
“Ah, fuck yeah, sugar. Just like that. Slide those lips, cheeks, and tongue along my cock. God, yeah, Pip. Your mouth is so good, sugar.” Randy panted, his hips rocking in a slight forward-and-backward motion.
Just as Pip got into a rhythm both she and Randy were happy with, she faltered a little as Mason withdrew his cock to the entrance of her cunt then surged back into her depths. As Mason thrust forward, Chip pulled back to the entrance of her ass, making her moan as pleasure slid along every nerve ending in her body. The two men in her pussy and ass picked up the pace of their pumping hips in slow increments, until the sound of their flesh slapping against hers echoed throughout the room, enhancing her pleasure. Pip kept her head bobbing up and down, sliding her warm, wet mouth over Randy’s cock in time with the thrusting rhythm of his brothers. Saliva was pooling in her mouth, and Pip knew if she didn’t swallow she would end up with drool running down her chin. She swallowed just as Randy’s cock hit the back of her throat, making him roar with pleasure.
“Yeah, Pip. Swallow on my cock. That feels fucking fantastic. Do it again, sugar,” Randy commanded gently.
Pip was beyond thinking as the nerves connected to her pleasure center sent electrical pulses up and down her whole body. She obeyed Randy’s request, making sure she swallowed around the tip of his cock every time he touched the back of her throat. She could feel liquid dripping out of her pussy, the muscles gaining momentum as they coiled tighter and tighter, ready to snap with pleasure overload. The buildup was even stronger than the last time she’d had sex with these three men, the intensity of it scaring the hell out of her. The sound of Randy roaring out his release was enough to give her something else to focus on. She felt his cock expand in her mouth, and then he was shooting his load down the back of her throat. She swallowed fast and continuously, making sure she took every last drop of his cum down her throat. She didn’t relent until Randy pulled his cock from her mouth and collapsed on the bed beside her, his breath rasping heavily in and out of his lungs.
“Randy, she’s fighting it. Help her over, man,” Mason gasped.
Pip heard what Mason said but was too busy concentrating on fighting the feeling of the tsunamic pleasure gathering in her taut body. Her muscles were quivering in her efforts to stave off the feeling too big for her to comprehend, making her whole body shake. She felt Randy sit up and move in close to her side then slide his hand down over her lower abdomen between her and Mason. He gathered some of the juices leaking copiously from her body, being careful not to touch his brother, then slid his finger up to her clit. She tried to grasp his hand and pull it away, but Chip was having none of that.
“No fucking way, darlin’. Let go, damn you,” Chip yelled, punctuating his demand with a hard thrust of his hips.
Pip knew she was lost. The feel of Randy massaging then pinching her clit was enough to tip her over the edge. Her body snapped taut, the muscles of her cunt and ass clamping down hard on the two cocks buried in her. She screamed long and loud, her whole body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure sent her shooting to the stars. Her vision dimmed, pinpricks of black spots forming before her eyes, her pussy convulsing and gushing as she climaxed. She was vaguely aware of Mason and Chip roaring with their own releases as she slumped against Mason’s chest then into oblivion, and she knew no more.
Pip came to as she was eased into the large spa bath adjoining the master bedroom. Her body was so lax, she felt as if she been ripped apart and put back together. She opened her eyes to see Randy staring down at her as she lay supine over his lap. She turned her head to find Mason and Chip sitting in the large bath across from her. She quickly looked away, feeling more vulnerable and exposed than she had ever felt in her entire life.
“Why, baby? Why are you trying to fight us?” Mason asked, leaning forward and grasping her chin gently so she couldn’t look away.
“Fight what? This is just sex. There is nothing to fight,” replied Pip.
“That’s just fucking bullshit, baby, and you know it. This has never been about just sex. Why are you trying to hide your feelings from us, as well as yourself? We’re not going to let you go, baby. So you may as well give up,” Mason stated. He moved in quickly, grasping her around the waist and pulling her astride his lap. “You love us, baby. You have loved us since you were a little girl. Why are you fighting that?”
“I don’t love…Let me go, Mason. I need to go home. There are things I need to do,” Pip stuttered out.
“What things do you need to do, Pip? We’re not letting you go until you answer satisfactorily,” Mason stated, wrapping his arms around her waist, bringing her up tight against his body.
“Just things,” Pip replied.
“I love you, Pip. I never thought I’d be able to say that to you, baby. When you left, it was like you ripped out a piece of my heart and took it with you. It was the same for Randy and Chip. How can you say we only have sex between us, now? We can see the love you have for us in your eyes every time you look at us, baby. Why do you want to hide the way you feel from us, but most especially yourself? Why, Pippa?” Mason asked, his voice rough with emotion.
Mason tilted his head back to look deep into her eyes, letting her see all the love he had for her.
“I can’t, Mason. Don’t you understand? Every person I have ever loved has left me. I don’t think I can stand to go through that again. It would kill me if something happened to any of you. I can’t let you matter to me beyond what we have. Sex is all it can ever be between us.” Pip sobbed and felt tears streaming down her cheeks.
“You’re wrong, sugar. We already have so much more than sex. You just don’t want to admit it, but that’s all right. We know how much you love us, even if you can’t say the words. I love you, Pip. I have loved you since we were all kids,” Randy stated, placing a kiss on her temple.
“I love you, too, darlin’. We’ll wait for you to say the words back to us. We don’t need to hear them when we can already see them in your eyes,” Chip said, kissing her shoulder.
Pip didn’t know what to say, so she buried her face against Mason’s chest, luxuriating in the scent and feel of the men she loved surrounding her. She was going to make sure she remembered every single thing they did together. Every word, touch, taste, and sound was a precious memory she would have in the reserve of her mind. Something she would be able t
o take out and that would give her comfort when all was lost. She knew deep down she was in serious trouble. Someone was stalking her, intent on killing her, and she didn’t want to be the cause of heartache if the sick bastard after her succeeded. In her illogical emotional state, she had convinced herself the three men she loved with her whole heart wouldn’t hurt as much if she didn’t reciprocate those three little words.
Chapter Fourteen
Pip spent most of the next couple of days on the sofa in the living room, watching movies and napping. The brothers took turns staying home with her. She knew she needed a babysitter and was glad they were being so diligent in their protection of her. No one knew she was at their house, so there was no way the bastard after her could get to her. She felt so safe.
Pip knew something was going on, because if the men were talking and she entered the room, all conversation would abruptly cease. One or all of them would help her get whatever she needed then lead her back to the living room. Her investigative instincts were on high alert, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get any information out of them.
Pip had been at the house for five days now and was beginning to get restless. Her body had recuperated from being poisoned, and she was getting cabin fever. She was itching to get back to work and had every intention of informing her men that night at dinner. She glanced at the clock and realized it was later than she thought. She got up from the sofa and headed for the kitchen to prepare the evening meal. She was rummaging through the refrigerator and didn’t hear Chip enter the kitchen. She gave a squeal and jumped when a slap landed on her ass.
“Whatcha doing, darlin’?” Chip asked, moving back to give her room to turn and face him.
“I’m looking to see what to prepare for dinner. Why?”
“No reason. I just couldn’t resist giving that sweet little ass a tap,” Chip replied, waggling his eyebrows lasciviously.
Pip rolled her eyes and bent back to the fridge. “What time do you think Randy and Mason will be home? I don’t want to prepare dinner too early and have it dry out.”
“What are you thinkin’ of making, darlin’?”
“Hm, I thought we could have burritos tonight. I know how you guys love your Mexican food.”
“Oh, darlin’, we’d be your slaves for life if you made us Mexican food regularly. If you’d like, I can give Mason a call to find out.”
“Please.”
Chip dug into his pocket, pulled out his cell phone, and pressed speed dial.
Pip watched the expression on Chip’s face change from lighthearted and sexy to dark and grim. She wondered what was being said on the other end, because as of yet, Chip hadn’t spoken a word. The more he listened, the darker the expression on his face got. Pip began to feel nervous and more than a little apprehensive. She knew something was terribly wrong.
“I’m on it,” Chip stated then ended the call. “Get some clothes packed, darlin’. We’re heading out of here for a while.”
“What? What the hell is going on, Chip? I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s happening,” Pip stated, folding her arms belligerently over her chest as she stared him down.
“We have to get going now, Pip. I’ll tell you on the way. Now get your ass into that room and pack, or I’ll do it for you. And I don’t give a shit what I pack, just as long as you have clothes covering that sexy little body so no one else can see it.”
Pip took in the resoluteness of Chip’s body language and knew she wouldn’t win this fight. She turned on her heels and stomped from the room. Pip was used to packing in a hurry and was thankful she didn’t really have to concentrate on what she was packing. Five minutes later, she hauled her large travel bag down the hall into the kitchen. Chip was just entering from the other side. He gave her a quick once-over, took her bag from her hand, and headed toward the back door. He stopped before opening the door, turning toward her.
“Stay here, I’ll be back for you in a couple of seconds, darlin’.”
Pip stood near the closed back door waiting for Chip to come back for her. The couple of seconds turned into minutes. She bit on her lower lip, her agitation increasing with every second she awaited Chip’s return. She was just about at the end of her tether and was trying to decide whether to go outside instead of waiting when she heard footsteps on the deck. She flung the door open, about to give Chip a mouthful for having worried her, but froze with her mouth open as she faced Alex White.
“Hi, Alex, what are you doing here?” Pip asked, backing away from the door. There was still something about him that gave her the creeps. She was about to slam the door closed as Alex’s expression changed from congenial to furious. Alex dove for the door, pushing his way through the entry and knocking Pip to the floor with his forward momentum. She hit the floor hard, her head connecting with the hard surface making her see stars. She panted as she scrabbled along, trying to put as much distance between her and Alex as possible. She wasn’t fast enough. Alex grabbed her by the hair and hauled her to her feet, dragging her out the back door.
Pip swung at him with her fists, hitting anywhere she could, trying to get away from him, but her efforts didn’t seem to slow him down any.
“Alex, what the hell are you doing?” Pip screamed, digging her heels into the dirt. She grasped his wrist and dug her nails into his skin, trying to make him release her. When that didn’t work, she surged forward until she was level with him, pushed one of her legs between his, and tripped him. She went down with Alex, his grip on her hair firm. She ended up on her back in the dirt, and Alex’s large body slammed into her much smaller one, pushing all the air from her lungs as one of his shoulders hit her solar plexus. The pain was tolerable, but not being able to draw a breath of air into her lungs was not. Tears ran down her cheeks, and if she didn’t know she was winded, she would have sworn she was about to die. Finally, her organs relented and she was able to take great gulping gasps of air to fill her depleted lungs.
Alex moved off Pip and hauled her to her feet by her hair once more. The look in his eyes made her shiver in fear. His face was full of fury as he stared at her with pure malevolence.
“You are going to pay for what your family did to my parents, you little bitch. If it wasn’t for you and your parents, mine would still be alive. I can’t let you get away with what you did to my family,” Alex screamed at her, spittle flying from his mouth in his insanity.
“What the hell are you talking about, Alex? I don’t even know your parents. What have you done to Chip?” Pip asked, her eyes scanning the yard for her man.
“Oh, don’t you worry about him. He won’t be helping you out anytime soon,” Alex replied with a sinister laugh. “Your parents killed mine. You have to pay for what they did to my family.”
“Alex, that’s not true. My parents would never hurt anyone.”
“That’s what you think. God, you are so naive. Your father had my father arrested. He was heading to jail, and he knew he wouldn’t get out for five long years and snapped. So do you know what he did? He came home, and strangled my mother until she was dead. He was sentenced to life in prison, but he was murdered in his cell the first week he was incarcerated. I was fifteen years old. The rumors around town about my father stealing money from your father’s precious newspaper were more than he could stand. Your father had my father charged with embezzlement. So instead of fighting your father for impugning his character, my father killed my mother and he was killed in prison.” Alex laughed without humor. “But I had the last laugh. Oh, yes I did. It was your father’s fault I ended up in foster care. Do you know what it’s like to be beaten and raped just because you exist? No, I bet you don’t. Well, I do. If it hadn’t been for your precious father, my parents would still be alive.”
“Wh–what do you mean you had the last laugh?” Pip asked uncertainly, dreading the answer to her question.
“I studied for days before I could put my plan into action. It was so easy. Do you know how much information you can find on t
he Internet? Well, that’s what I did. I looked up how to make a bomb using everyday items so I wouldn’t create any suspicion. I made sure I used gloves and always wore a hat so none of my DNA could be found. I sent your parents a little package in the mail,” Alex said. He laughed diabolically then continued with his explanation. “You should have seen the explosion. It was like the Fourth of July. It was a sight to behold.”
“Oh my God. You killed my parents? How could you do such a thing? You were only a kid. How could you have even thought about killing someone, let alone going ahead and doing it?” Pip asked, totally beyond bewilderment.
“How can you ask me that? It was because of your father my whole life changed. I was left with nothing. Sent to a foster home and raped over and over again. All because of your precious father. Well, you need to pay for the sins of your father. I can’t let you get away with living after what your family did to mine.”
“Alex, I had nothing to do with any of this. I had no idea what had even happened. I was a child, for God’s sake. How can you blame me for something I knew nothing about? Maybe you should look into what your father did. Did you ever stop and think that what happened was all your father’s fault? If he hadn’t embezzled funds from the newspaper, this would never have happened,” Pip stated, her eyes still frantically searching for any sign of Chip. She squinted into the twilight sunshine when she caught movement near the large garden shed from the corner of her eye. She had to find a way to get away from Alex. He was totally deranged. Not that she blamed him after everything he had been through, but she wasn’t going to let him hurt her, let alone the men she loved with her whole heart, for something she’d had no control over. She wished now, when the situation she was in was so dire, she had told her men she loved them, too. She was glad that they knew how she felt without her ever having said the words, but she wanted the opportunity to tell them face-to-face. God, why had she been so stubborn and illogical? She should have told them she loved them as soon as they were back in her life. Hindsight was such a wonderful thing. Especially when you didn’t know the outcome.