Opulent Match [Ménage.com 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Peyton Elizabeth

  Cyn was having none of that. She pulled Cooper toward her and claimed his mouth. Needing to be a part of what they were doing, Brody quickly removed his clothing, not caring where they landed. He could think of nothing else but feeling her skin. The leather skirt and red thong would have to go. Coming up behind her, Brody reached for her sweater. Before he could pull it up over her breasts, she spun around and placed her hands on his chest. Brody had to close his eyes against the sensation because he’d been dreaming of this for so long.

  “I want to taste you again,” Cyn whispered, her words causing him to open his eyes. There was longing in her brown eyes, something he was elated to see.

  “Anything for you, Cyn,” Brody murmured back.

  Her lips touched his and took him back to when they were teenagers—the softness in her kiss, the sweetness of her flavor, and the moistness of her tongue. Instead of the frantic foreplay that he had witnessed earlier, she seemed to have finally taken Cooper’s words to heart. Slowly, she explored the recesses of his mouth and he let her. For some reason, she felt she needed to control this moment and that was fine with him. He would give her the world if he could.

  Brody felt her fingers trail down his chest and over his abdomen. Her fingernails lightly traced the line that led to his cock, which was now throbbing with the need to have her hand wrap around him. Instead of doing exactly that, Cyn bypassed his dick and cupped his balls. The feel of her warm hand surrounding his sac almost brought him to his knees.

  Cyn tore her mouth from his and gradually made her way down his body. Her movements were graceful and sensual. Before her knees hit the hardwood, Cooper had taken the rest of his shirt off and had thrown it to the ground, cushioning her sensitive skin. Her skirt was still wrapped around her waist and Brody saw that his brother couldn’t resist following her to the ground. Right when he saw Cooper reach for her ass, Cyn’s mouth closed over his cock and he had to close his eyes.

  “Fuck,” Brody said, the word practically hissing through his teeth.

  The intense warmth of her mouth was overwhelming. She used her tongue to massage the underside of his cock. Lavishing it with her moisture, she managed to bring him to the brink of release within a matter of seconds. He grabbed a hold of her head, not caring that her hairpin went flying. He needed her to pull back and let him gather his control. She sucked harder.

  “Cyn,” Brody said, his voice hoarse, “there’s only so much I can take and I want to be snug in your pussy when I come.”

  “Let me see if I can distract her,” Cooper said.

  Brody opened his eyes and watched as Cooper slid his hands under the strings of her thong. He felt Cyn hesitate, her suction lessening. Cooper brought the thong down to around her knees, leaving them there. He wrapped his hand around her stomach and down to her mound. Brody couldn’t see if she was bare, trimmed, or natural and he was grateful when Cooper told him so that he could imagine the sight.

  “She’s bare, Brody, just the way we like our pussy.”

  Cooper must have found her clit, because Cyn’s fingers dug into his ass cheeks. The movement had her pulling him closer to her, and his cock sank deeper into her throat. Her muscles closed around his tip as she swallowed, and he had to widen his stance to keep standing. His knees were weak, and his sac had drawn up into his body, indicating that it couldn’t hold his cum any longer. Brody did the only thing that he could do and pulled his cock out of her mouth.

  * * * *

  Cyn felt Cooper’s fingers slide between her folds. Brody’s cock was dangling in front of her, but he was holding her head in such a way that she couldn’t reach him with her mouth. In truth, she wasn’t sure she could do Brody justice right now, with Cooper massaging her clit. It had been way too long since she’d had sex and her clit loved the attention.

  “Cooper, rub faster,” Cyn instructed. She still had a hold of Brody’s ass, which was a good thing, because she needed to be able to hold on to something.

  “Do you like what he’s doing?” Brody asked, tilting her head so that she was looking up at him. His green eyes were dark with lust. She remembered how they became almost black when he found his release. She wanted to see that again.

  “Yes,” Cyn said, her voice trembling. “Cooper, right there. Don’t move, please.”

  “Too bad, Silk,” Cooper responded, removing his fingers from the engorged tissue. “We want you on the bed.”

  Her entire body felt like it was about to go up in flames. One more stroke would have sent her over the edge and now her body craved it like it begged for chocolate on the first day of her period. Brody released her hair and took a hold of her hands, pulling her into a standing position. She felt her panties brush against the top of her feet and stepped out of them. Within seconds, both men had her undressed and standing naked between them.

  “Make love to me,” Cyn pleaded, wanting that electrified feeling back.

  She refused to think about what this meant. When Cooper had described how they felt about her at the diner, he had ramped up her emotions to the point where she couldn’t use words to explain what she felt. Kissing him had seemed the logical thing to do at the time, regardless of his warning that it would mean something more than she was willing to give. Now wasn’t the time to analyze the situation, so she pushed aside the warning bells that were going off inside her head and mentally covered them with a soundproof lid.

  Brody led her to the massive bed against the far wall, and she took a moment to look around her. The room fit them to a tee, with its masculine furniture and dark wood. There were browns and reds throughout the area, including the pictures that were hanging on the wall. The huge mirror on the dresser showed them as they walked by. Cyn saw that her hair hung down to the middle of her back. It was tousled from Brody’s handling.

  “Up you go,” Brody instructed, helping her crawl onto the bed. It wasn’t only massive, but it was also tall. Instead of letting her use the wooden stepladder that was located on the side of the bed, Brody lifted her up. She used her hands and knees to make her way to where the luxurious pillows were. When she rolled over, the goose feathers that filled the fabric cushioned her head. Cyn liked their style more and more. “Spread your legs. I want to see that beautiful pussy.”

  Cyn obliged, wanting to see his expression when he saw her body splayed out for his taking. They had known her physically as a teenage girl. As a woman, her body had filled out in all the right places. Cyn knew she had an attractive figure, but it never hurt to have a man show his appreciation. Leaning her legs to the side, Cyn glided her hands down her body. Cooper had joined his brother at the end of the bed, having shed his remaining clothes. Both men watched as she used her fingers to open herself wide.

  “Do you like what you see?”

  “Silk, seeing you like this is heaven,” Cooper said, taking his cock in his hand. Pulling, he stroked it several times until she saw the glistening of his pre-cum. “Lick your fingers.”

  Cyn lifted her hand and licked her middle finger only. Knowing what he wanted, she placed it on her clit, making little circles like Cooper had done earlier. She kept up the motion and would have given herself an orgasm if Brody’s voice hadn’t interrupted.

  “Finger yourself.”

  It felt as if her body was floating and it took everything Cyn had to keep her eyes half opened, not wanting to miss their expressions. Her touch felt so good. Not as wonderful as theirs, she admitted, but it would get the job done. She didn’t want to stop the rhythm she had flowing, but the heat in their expression changed her mind. Her juices were flowing and her middle and index finger slipped right inside her passageway. The muscle immediately clamped down, eliciting a throaty moan from her that rang out in the room.

  “Isn’t she beautiful?” Cooper asked, his voice just as harsh.

  Brody didn’t answer and instead climbed onto the bed. Her juices were spilling onto her fingers and Brody used his tongue to lap it up. His teeth bit into her knuckles and she pulled her fingers out, givi
ng him access to what he wanted. Licking his way up her folds, his mouth latched onto her clit. Her back involuntarily arched and she reached for his head. The stubble on his head was obviously too short for her to grab onto, so she let go and twisted her hands into the sheets.

  “How about you hold on to something else,” Cooper whispered in her ear.

  Cyn opened her eyes to see Cooper beside her, sitting up against the headboard. Reaching over, she grabbed ahold of his cock, using his pre-cum as lubricant. Sliding her palm down his shaft, he felt like the nickname he had given her. Actually, he felt softer than silk and she tightened her hand to get a better grip. His cock was as hard as steel, and as long as she remembered. He had a slight curve, which was perfect by her, since it hit her G-spot every time. She looked forward to that feeling again.

  “Is Brody making you feel good, Silk?”

  “Ummm,” Cyn answered, because she couldn’t form any words.

  “Then let him make you come. We’ve missed those wild screams of yours,” Cooper said, reminding her that she tended to be a little loud during her release.

  Brody pulled her clit in between his teeth and started to rub his tongue repeatedly over the little nub. Without any warning, her body exploded and Cyn screamed. The muscles in her thighs trembled and her toes curled. She tightened her hand on Cooper’s cock and rode out the waves. By the time Brody wrangled the last contraction out of her pussy, Cyn was a wet noodle. The only thing that kept her going was the need to taste the pre-cum that now coated her fingers. Cooper had a slightly different taste than Brody, but just as exotic—it was delicious.

  “That’s our girl,” Brody said, urging her to get to her knees.

  She situated herself between Cooper’s legs, taking his cock into her mouth, but not before having licked her fingers clean. He was long, so she was only able to get him halfway in before he hit the back of her throat. She loved pleasuring him. Sucking gently, Cyn made her way back up, using her tongue to smooth her saliva over his tip. Once he was lubricated, she pulled in her cheeks and drew him back in.

  Cyn heard something tear and then felt Brody situate himself behind her. He didn’t need to tell her what he wanted. She lifted her ass in the air, giving him full access to her pussy, all the while not letting go of Cooper’s cock. She brought her hand underneath to fondle his sac, loving the weight of his balls. Manipulating them, she gently squeezed while increasing the pressure of her mouth.

  “That’s right, Silk. Suck me hard.”

  Cyn looked up, seeing his muscles move underneath his tattoo. She hadn’t been surprised to see that it was the marine corps symbol of the EGA. The eagle, globe, and anchor fit perfectly on his chest and shoulder, with the wings spread out so that one was in the direction of his neck and the other travelled down to his bicep. It was sexy as hell.

  Brody’s cock was now at her entrance. He had placed his hand on her back, helping her arch a little more. He was broader than Cooper and she knew she would feel the burn when he entered her. His thick shaft slowly worked its way in, stretching her pussy until she thought she could come just from that sensation alone. Inch by inch, he fed her his cock until their skin was flush. She felt full, but needed more. She rotated her hips, hoping he got the idea that she wanted him to start thrusting.

  “Let me get used to you, Cyn.” Brody placed both hands on her hips to keep her from moving. “You feel like heaven.”

  “She’s our angel, that’s why,” Cooper said.

  Cooper pulled her head down, but kept her hair out of her face. She knew he had always liked to watch her as she gave him head, and it was nice to see that he hadn’t changed. It aroused her that he liked to watch as she took him in her mouth and pleasured him. She pulled him to the back of her throat, forcing herself to relax her muscles. Her intent had been to slowly deep throat his cock, but Brody chose that moment to pull out of her and slam back in. Cooper’s cock went deeper than she had planned and the only way to keep herself from gagging was to swallow.

  Cooper shouted, tightening his hold of her hair. The light sting sent zings of pleasure through her body, as well as the taste of Cooper’s cum on her tongue. She kept consuming his seed, savoring his taste, satisfied that she had pleased him. By the time he was semi-hard, Cyn had sucked every last drop from his cock.

  Resting her head against Cooper’s abdomen, Cyn spread her knees a little wider, loving how Brody’s dick was sliding in and out of her pussy. He wasn’t going too fast or too slow, but just the perfect speed. When Cooper reached down, she felt his fingers pinch her nipples. Hissing, she enjoyed that the bite of pain only increased her pleasure. He pulled them down, stretching them until she had to grab ahold of his wrists. Cooper didn’t let go, but rather started to roll them in between the pads of his fingers.

  Cyn had gotten so used to coming on her own, with only stimulating her clitoris, that her body was elated for something diverse. Her pussy started to clinch in spasms, trying to reach that superior place. Brody kept up the unrelenting pace, his fingers digging into her hips. Letting her body drift, Cyn reached that pinnacle.

  “Ahhhh,” Cyn screamed, burying her face in Cooper’s abdomen while she tried to control the spasms that had taken control of her lower half.

  Brody increased his pace, prolonging her orgasm. By the time she felt him stiffen behind her, Cyn’s throat felt hoarse. The base of his cock grew and then started to pulse inside of her. A part of her wished that he didn’t have a condom on, so that she could feel the warmth of his seed. She knew that wasn’t wise, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want to know what it felt like.

  Brody gently pulled out of her and lay down beside Cooper, pulling her in between them. Cyn pulled one leg up over Cooper’s, loving the way Brody snuggled in behind her. She knew that he would have to get up soon and dispose of his condom, but she relished their embrace. She just hoped they didn’t ruin it by talking. Wanting her body to have a chance to enjoy what it had been given, Cyn pushed aside all thought. Hell, she had lost reason a while ago.

  “Silk—”

  “Not one word, Cooper,” Cyn murmured against his chest. Reaching behind her, she grabbed Brody’s arm and pulled it around her waist. He was smart and kept his mouth shut. At least one of them had brains. She was worse than Cooper, though, and now had to figure out a way to get out of this with her heart intact. First, she needed to sleep. Closing her eyes, Cyn let their warmth surround her.

  Chapter Six

  Cyn heard a phone ringing and tried to roll over. Something warm and solid stopped her. Opening one eye, she found the room dim and an arm around her waist. Cyn suppressed a groan as she slammed that one eyelid shut. How the hell did she get herself into these messes?

  “That wasn’t the agreement.”

  Both eyes popped open as she heard Cooper talking to someone in a low voice. He was angry. She could make out his body just enough to know that he was pulling on his jeans while holding his cell phone by his shoulder. Behind her, Brody’s body tensed, making her realize something truly was wrong.

  “We said we wanted your buyer at the meeting and you agreed.” He was too far away for her to hear the voice on the other end. Cooper grabbed his shirt up off of the floor and proceeded toward the door. “If you can’t make that happen, then the deal is off.”

  Cooper left the room before she heard any more of the conversation. Sitting up, Cyn turned toward Brody. There was no pretending she hadn’t heard, so she might as well ask what was going on.

  “What was that about?”

  “Business,” Brody answered, sitting up and rubbing his head. There was that telltale sign of when he was frustrated or worried. “Do you want to take a shower? I’ll go downstairs and see about what to make us for dinner.”

  “No, I don’t want to take a shower,” Cyn snapped. “I want to know what is going on. First, you lie to me about the reason you missed Thanksgiving dinner and now you are blowing off that phone call. It sounded serious, Brody.”

  “Cyn, it’s
regarding business.” Brody got out of bed and started to walk across the hardwood floor toward the bathroom. “Now, if you want to talk about the fact that you kissed Cooper and what it has led to, I’m more than open to discuss it. Or, you can join me in the shower. But those are your two choices.”

  Cyn squinted her eyes in irritation as Brody walked into the bathroom. She heard him pull the shower door open and start the water. If he thought that was going to be the end of the discussion that she wanted to have, he was sorely mistaken. Hopping off the bed, she reached for her red thong. Sliding her legs into it, she pulled them up and situated the strip of fabric in between her crevice.

  As she stepped into her red leather skirt, Cyn remembered what she had been thinking about before she had fallen asleep. She had been contemplating going along with this thing between them, at least sexually. Her body had forgotten how good it felt to be touched just right and now that it had, she wanted more. What was the harm in having a sexual relationship with them? She would just make sure she protected her heart and all would be good. But having them lying to her wasn’t exactly how she pictured this thing starting out.

  Zipping up the skirt, Cyn stood with her hands on her hips. Maybe they were having financial difficulty with the store. Was that why they were delaying the opening until the beginning of the year? Did a sexual relationship warrant knowing things about their professional life? Cyn leaned down and snatched her black sweater off of the floor. Yes, she decided, it did. She couldn’t rationalize that answer right now, but she would come up with a logical reason later. Right now, she wanted to know what was going on and if Brody wouldn’t tell her, then she’d get it out of Cooper. Picking up her shoes, she carried them by their straps and headed for the door.

  * * * *

  Cooper was leaning on the sink, both hands on the counter with his head bent, when he heard her footsteps from down the hall. He could pretty much guarantee that Brody hadn’t told her one thing about their consulting assignment with the ATF, but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t cave under her questioning. He hated lying to her, but he also knew that it was for her safety. He took a deep breath and stiffened his resolve to make sure she stayed safe.