by Tara Rose
“I wonder if we could try something different in here, my beautiful leopard.”
“Like what?” She wouldn’t deny him anything.
Nevada stepped inside and held up a small bottle of what looked like oil. “Found it.”
“Found what?” She hadn’t even realized he’d returned or that he’d shed his clothes.
“The special oil that I was told would be in a drawer in the bedroom.”
“Told by whom?”
Landon let go of her breasts and smacked each of her ass cheeks, hard. “You ask too many questions, Saffron. Just let go and allow us to take away all your fears and worries for an hour or so.”
“Oh… I want that.”
“So do we, silly leopard. Can’t you tell?” He massaged her breasts again, and then his hands moved lower across her abdomen, to her soaking wet pussy.
“Use this instead of the soap.” She glanced to the right as Nevada handed the bottle to Landon. “It won’t hurt her like the soap might.” He gave her a grin that forced a moan from her lips. “I can see you’re still wondering. I called Micah to let him know we’d be over later, and then asked a few questions related to our plans for you in this shower.”
A thrill coursed through her body at his words. “What are your plans for me?”
“Be quiet and enjoy it, Saffron. Close your eyes. Lean back against Landon. Let us make love to you the way you deserve to be made love to.”
Her pulse raced, and breathing was suddenly difficult. The look in his eyes was more than lust. They shone with what could only be called love, but she couldn’t wrap her mind around that, so she did what he’d asked her to do and closed her eyes.
The scent of coconut and vanilla filled the space around them, and then Landon’s fingers rubbed something warm and smooth over her clit and pussy lips. Saffron moaned as an orgasm began to build. She had the sensation of melting into his hands, as if they were the only things keeping her from sliding to the shower floor. If she let go of the image, she’d simply wash down the drain with the soapy water.
He turned her sideways, and then Nevada’s mouth was on her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples until Saffron tangled her hands in his hair, trying to push his mouth closer. Behind her, Landon held her around the waist with one arm and rubbed the oil over the opening to her asshole now, as well as her wet slit and her throbbing clit. She was going to come. It was inevitable.
“Your ass isn’t red anymore from our spankings,” he said. “We should do something about that.”
She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. She was lost in a sea of exquisite sensations as her climax inched closer and closer. She’d give them anything they asked of her for the rest of her life. This was where she wanted to stay forever, with both of them. Nothing would ever be the same after this, and she didn’t want it to be. She only wanted this to last always.
Nevada released her nipples, and she opened her eyes to watch him. He picked up the wooden bath brush, and his grin forced another loud moan from her throat. His eyes had the power to hold her spellbound, and she loved it. “Come over here, Saffron.”
She followed him to a built-in bench, where he took a seat. Landon draped her over Nevada’s left leg, and then Nevada pinned both of hers with his right one. He wrapped his left arm around her torso and caressed her ass cheeks with his right hand. “Can you guess what I’m going to do?”
“Yes.”
Landon chuckled. “I don’t think she’s going to mind this.” He knelt in front of her face and kissed her lips. It was a quick kiss, but just as arousing as if he’d taken his time. “I need to get condoms. There’s something I want to try. Do you trust me not to hurt you, Saffron?”
She shivered in anticipation. “Yes. Yes, I trust you. Do whatever you want.”
“Do you remember the safeword we gave you last night?” he asked.
She shook her head, and then it came back to her. “Wait…yes. Blue spruce.”
“Good girl. Use it if you need to, all right? We don’t want to push you past your limits. Do you understand?”
“I understand.”
“It’s a matter of trust, but that works both ways,” said Nevada. “BDSM isn’t only about trying someone up or spanking them. It’s about mutual trust and submission. It’s about a Dom protecting and cherishing his sub. He’d lay down his life for her.”
“That’s so beautiful.”
“You’re beautiful, Saffron.” His voice washed over her, filling the places where she still held doubt and fear. Her entire body was now trembling. Being held over Nevada’s knee like this was decadent and raw, and she loved it.
I’ll be right back,” said Landon.
This time he actually did leave, and then Nevada resumed caressing her ass cheeks and her asshole. “Saffron, your body is so sexy. I could spend the rest of my life worshipping it.”
“Oh…” She wanted that so badly. But should she tell him that? “I would let you. Both of you.”
He moaned softly, and then he began to strike her with the bath brush. It stung, but not as much as she’d expected it would. Or was it possible that since they’d spanked her now with their hands and a wooden spoon that she was simply used to it? She didn’t know, and she didn’t really care why. She only knew she loved it.
The pain mixed with pleasure until she was moaning and whimpering constantly. She drifted to a place where it felt as though she were floating above the scene, watching it, but she could still feel everything. Every few strikes he’d caress the areas he’d just hit, and then he’d slip his fingers underneath to tease her pussy and clit.
When Landon returned, he turned off the water. He knelt in front of her face again and kissed her, shoving his tongue inside her mouth. She moved hers over his, imitating him, until the combination of his kisses and Nevada’s spankings and caresses made her insane with need.
Landon released the kiss and stood, putting on a condom. Each time Nevada passed his finger over her anus, he’d probe into it a bit more, until she was squirming against him, begging him to put his finger inside her.
Nevada chuckled. “I will. But we need to use this.” She heard a soft liquid sound, and then his finger was warm and wet as he slid it inside. Landon caressed her ass cheeks and her breasts, and Saffron was so close to an orgasm that she couldn’t stand it.
“Please…please fuck me. Both of you…please.”
“Oh, we will,” said Landon, his voice thick and gruff. “I promise you that, beautiful Saffron.” Nevada pulled his finger out, and the next sensation she felt against her asshole was the head of Landon’s sheathed dick. It had to be. It was far too large to be fingers. “Don’t be afraid, Saffron,” he said. “I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
“I’m not afraid.” It was true. She wasn’t. Saffron relaxed her muscles as he slid his cock into her asshole, centimeter by centimeter. She closed her eyes, moaning loudly as one of them also rubbed her clit at the same time. Before Landon’s dick was all the way inside her, a blinding orgasm rocked her entire body, sending dancing fireworks through her brain, and contractions throughout her body that she swore she could feel in her fingertips and toes.
It stung a bit at first when he began to move, but soon it no longer hurt. All she felt was pure bliss as he thrust in and out, slowly and gently. It was the ultimate surrender, and she didn’t want him to stop. When he did, she cried out softly at the sense of loss it produced.
“Don’t worry,” said Nevada. “We’re only switching places. I want a turn inside that gorgeous ass. And then we’re both going to fuck your pussy and your mouth again.”
Saffron let out a shaky breath at his words. Her entire body was on fire for them. She wanted them to use her up and then come back for more. This was what she’d fantasized about in the lonely, dark hours when she wondered if she’d ever find her true mate. This melding of both bodies and souls. It was real. She was living it right now.
Chapter Twenty-One
They helped her stand, and
then Landon peeled off his condom and turned on the shower again. Both men took turns kissing her and washing her body. They lathered her hair with shampoo and rinsed it for her. Saffron could hardly breathe by the time Nevada turned off the water again and pushed her up against the wall. He rubbed his dick over her sore ass cheeks and nuzzled her neck. “Landon is going to paddle you now, and then I’m going to fuck you in the ass.”
All she could do was moan. Her thoughts were a jumbled mass of erotic images and luscious sensations that rendered her useless. She didn’t want to think. She only wanted to feel. She wanted to experience everything these two had planned for her. Her body and her soul were theirs, and neither could ever belong to anyone else from this point forward.
Nevada moved in front of her and pinned her arms in between their bodies. She leaned against his muscled chest and jumped slightly as the first strikes landed on her ass cheeks. Landon hit her harder than Nevada had done, but she didn’t mind. She welcomed the pain, for it was mixed with the most delightful pleasure possible. Her pussy was soaked again, and within minutes her clit began to throb.
Landon stopped every few strikes and rubbed his fingers over her asshole and wet slit, but he stopped just short of her swollen nub, as if teasing her. She loved it. Everything these men did to her was fun, new, and incredible.
Would it have been this way with the Rosen brothers? She doubted it. And it hardly mattered. That part of her life was over forever. She belonged to Landon and Nevada now. She would never let any other reality be so.
When he finally stopped, she was panting and sore, but she didn’t care. Nevada kissed her again, and she melted into his mouth and his strong arms. When he released the kiss, he took her hand and led her to the built-in bench. “Bend over, Saffron.”
She groaned loudly and did as he asked. She heard him slip on a condom, and then he was rubbing lube into her asshole with what felt like two fingers. Landon sat next to her and massaged her nipples. “You’re okay, Saffron. Use your safeword if you need to.”
She nodded, unable to speak and not wanting to. As Nevada slid his dick into her ass, she moaned loudly and tossed her head back and forth. When Landon began to rub her clit as well as her nipples, another strong climax washed over her. The contractions went on and on, and each thrust of Nevada’s cock inside her prolonged it, until Saffron’s legs and arms were shaking. She wasn’t sure she could balance her own weight much longer.
He pulled out, she heard him take off the condom, and then Landon was carrying her out of the bathroom and toward the massive bed. They were all still wet from the shower, but none of them seemed to care. He laid her down, and through half-closed eyelids she saw Landon put on another condom.
He knelt between her legs and lifted them over his shoulders, then plunged his dick into her pussy. Saffron cried out loudly as fresh arousal coursed through her body, shocking her with its intensity. There wasn’t a spot on her that didn’t ache, but it was a sweet burn because it was mixed with such exquisite pleasure.
Nevada knelt at her side, close to her head, and she didn’t even wait for him to tell her what to do. She turned to the side and opened her mouth, groaning in the back of her throat when he slipped his dick inside. Strong hands held her head still as he pushed all the way in and began to fuck her quickly.
“Dude…that’s so fucking hot.” Landon’s thrusts increased inside her pussy, and Saffron whimpered as the sensations washed over her. She thought both men were going to come but they pulled out, panting and sweating. Landon pulled off his condom and took Nevada’s place at her face, and then Nevada put on a condom and plunged his cock into her pussy.
She took Landon’s dick into her mouth, and it didn’t take long for him to fill it with hot, tasty cum. Nevada muttered something under his breath that Saffron couldn’t even begin to process, and then she felt him shudder inside her as he cried out loudly.
When both men were finished, Nevada tore off his condom, and they both took turns holding her, stroking her damp hair and her sore ass cheeks. They told her over and over how beautiful she was, and how much they’d enjoyed that. She thanked them again and again, until she could hardly keep her eyes open. She drifted off to sleep, wrapped in their arms.
* * * *
When Saffron woke, it wasn’t dark yet, but the light in the room was soft and purple. She heard whistling, and was reminded of the first time she’d spotted Landon doing the same thing as he’d approached the wind turbine. She sat up. Nevada was almost finished dressing. “You’d better get moving, leopard. We all fell asleep. It’s time to go next door.”
She stretched. Her entire body was filled with a sweet ache. “I’d rather stay here with you two.”
He chuckled, crossing the room to plant a wet kiss on her lips. “So would I, but I want you to meet my friends. We’ll have fun. Come on.”
She scooted off the bed and went into the bathroom to try and do something with her hair. Landon came in, gave her a cursory smack on the left ass cheek, and smiled at her reflection in the mirror. “You look gorgeous.”
“So do you.” He was dressed in jeans and a plaid shirt, and he looked so happy and carefree, not worried and cautious as she’d seen him yesterday. Her heart skipped a beat as she watched him brush his hair. This was so normal. Why couldn’t she have met them years ago?
Saffron returned to the bedroom and pulled clean clothes out of her backpack. She began to dress while admiring the way Nevada’s ass looked in jeans. He also was wearing a plaid shirt, and cowboy boots. He looked very sexy like that, and she told him so.
“Saffron, you make it very hard for me to think of anything else but holding you and making love to you when you give me a compliment.”
“I can’t help it.” She smiled. “I’m just so happy right now.” She finished dressing and stood before him. “Do I look all right?” She would need to wash her clothes soon. She’d only brought along a few things. “I only have this outfit and one other.”
He pulled her close. “You look perfect. There’s a washer and dryer downstairs. Landon and I will let you do our laundry, too.” He winked and she laughed.
“I’ll be happy to. Do you want me to braid your hair for you, like it was yesterday?”
He shook his head. “I think I’ll wear it loose. Unless you prefer it braided.”
A thrill ran through her at the realization he would care how she preferred him to wear his hair. “No. I love it like this.” She reached up to run her fingers through it, but he caught her wrists.
“Stop that, or we’re going to end up back in bed.”
She chucked as Landon returned and eyed them both. “You say that like it’s a bad thing, Nevada.”
Landon groaned. “She’s trying to kill us with sex. That’s what it is, you know.”
“I know,” said Nevada. “But what a way to go.”
Saffron laughed again, and then she pulled out of Nevada’s embrace and walked toward the hallway. “All right, then. Let’s go play cards. Do you think it’s all right if I ask to see their dungeon?”
Landon groaned again. “Dude, what have we done to her? Listen to how bold she’s become.”
Nevada laughed. “I don’t know, but I love it.”
“Me, too.”
Saffron took each of their hands as they exited the house and walked next door. Once they were shown inside the Jargonian’s house by Emme, she and Drake explained that they were going to a friend’s home for the evening, and told them all to make themselves at home.
Micah and Stephen Jargonian came into the foyer to greet them, and Saffron was amazed by how much alike they looked. They could almost be twins. Both had light brown hair and green eyes. Micah was a bit taller than Stephen, but neither man was short by any stretch of the imagination. Like their father, each man had an aura of confidence and dominance about him.
They shook hands with Nevada and clapped him on the back, and then they also shook hands with Landon when Nevada introduced him. “And this is Saffron,
the leopard.”
“Hello, Saffron. What a pretty name.” Micah extended his hand and she shook it. “I’ve never seen a melanistic leopard in animal form.”
“She’ll shift for you if you want,” said Nevada, giving her a questioning look. “Won’t you?”
“Um, sure. If you want me to.”
“You two must look a lot alike in your animal forms,” said Stephen, also shaking her hand.
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen him as a cougar yet.”
Stephen raised his eyebrows. “That’s not fair. Let her see you, dude.”
Nevada gave him a droll look. “Sure. Let’s all just take off our clothes right now and shift for each other.”
Landon laughed and slapped his knee. “Hang on. If you’re all going to do that, I’m going to get myself a beer first. Where’s the kitchen?”
Nevada clapped him on the back and the men all laughed. Saffron wasn’t sure she understood why it was so funny, but she smiled just the same.
Micah gestured toward the hallway. “Let’s go play cards before Saffron thinks we’re all a bit dangerous and runs away.”
“She won’t do that,” said Landon, placing an arm across Saffron’s shoulder. “I’ll protect her from the rest of you animals.”
“Oh, hysterical, Landon. Really.” Nevada slipped his arm around her other shoulder as the three followed Micah and Stephen to a room at the back of the house that included a pool table and several card tables. It looked large enough to host a party.
“Your home is beautiful,” said Saffron.
“Thank you.” Micah pulled out a chair for her. “We’ll give you and Landon a tour later. Nevada has already seen it.”
“What would everyone like to drink?” asked Stephen.
Once they each had something to drink, the guys began to play various forms of poker. Saffron tried to keep up, but since the only game Nevada and Landon had showed her was basic, she didn’t win many hands. But she was having so much fun it didn’t matter. Micah and Stephen were funny and charming, and as the evening wore on, they brought out sandwiches and other food, and then suggested they all do something else.