Brayden motioned with his hand. “Wider, little slave. Bend your legs at your knees and spread them wide.”
Ava felt herself flush with embarrassment. No one had ever looked down there before. She slid her legs a few more inches.
Apparently it wasn’t enough. Falk pushed her legs far apart so she was completely exposed, the cool air brushing her cunt. Brayden crossed his arms across his chest, his biceps bulging, the left with a tattoo circling it. “You’ll be punished for your disobedience. From now on, when I say spread your legs, I mean it. Wide, so we can see everything. That pussy belongs to us now, so don’t bother to keep it under wraps.”
Falk ran his fingers through her drenched pussy, then pushed a finger inside her, drawing a moan from her suddenly dry lips. She loved it when they dominated her like this. He brushed his thumb across her clit several times, making her squirm with want. Brayden waved his hand. “Turn her over. She gets a spanking for not obeying me.”
Josh helped Falk, and they turned her over, stuffing a pillow under her hips so her ass was stuck high in the air. The bed sagged where Brayden sat down to her left, and he rubbed her ass cheeks with a grin.
“I’d tell you this will hurt me more than it will hurt you, but it would be a lie. But I don’t think you want me to go easy on you, do you, baby? You want me to punish you, don’t you?”
She nodded, her face pressed into the mattress, not daring to look into his eyes. It was crazy to be this turned on and even crazier to be looking forward to having her ass heated, but here she was practically begging for it. Falk and Josh slid down to the end of the bed, each taking an ankle and spreading her legs wide. Brayden let his fingers trail into her slit and she heard him chuckle.
“You’re making quite a puddle of cream here, baby. Let’s get this punishment done so we can fuck you like we’ve been dreaming about.”
His hand came down on her right ass cheek, making her jump. The heat quickly spread from her bottom and went straight to her pussy and clit. She was on the edge of orgasm in the blink of an eye. Three more times his hand came down and three more times she jumped. The heat in her ass and pussy was building, sending honey raining from her cunt and making her want to beg for his cock. His fingers delved into her wet cunt then moved to her back hole, pressing for entrance. She cried out as one finger breached her, then a second, lubricated with her own cream. She felt the burn as he scissored his fingers, stretching her backside and brushing against dark, naughty nerves she’d never known she had, but was now grateful for.
“Get the plug, Falk. She’s stretched enough to take it.”
She opened her mouth to object, but realized she had handed control over to them. She trusted them and she knew they wouldn’t do anything she didn’t enjoy. She’d already enjoyed their fingers back there. She was probably going to enjoy a plug there, too.
She felt the plug being pushed into her cunt and swirled around before it was pulled out and pressed at her ass. She mewled in pleasure as her ass gave way and it stretched her tight ring of muscles. Brayden patted her ass. “Good girl. It should stay nice and snug in there while we fuck you.”
She hoped the fucking was coming now, but he wasn’t done with her spanking. His hand came down several more times on her already-sore ass cheeks, sending heat sizzling to her pussy, clit, and flowing through her veins. She rubbed her clit against the pillows, trying to get some purchase and make herself come. Brayden chuckled, his voice low and warm. “It’s so hot watching you rub yourself against the pillow, trying to make yourself come. Time for fucking now.”
She heard the rustle of fabric and the crinkle of a condom wrapper and then he was turning her over so she was facing him, her sore bottom rubbing against the pillows pushing her pelvis into air. She tugged at her restraints, wanting to run her hands all over his yummy body. He came down on top of her and stole her breath with a hot kiss that left her wanting more of him. More lips, more tongue, more passion. He leaned down and captured a nipple in his mouth, drawing on it until it popped from his mouth. He looked at the end of the bed. “Spread her wide and hold her tight.”
Falk’s and Josh’s hands slid up her legs and anchored her thighs wide while holding her torso tightly between them. Brayden braced himself on each side of her and started to push inside her. He was big and her long-ignored muscles protested at first. Brayden pulled back and gave Josh and Falk a signal.
“Relax, baby, and let it happen. I’ll fit just fine. All you need to do is relax your muscles and let me in.”
He started pressing back in and for a moment it felt like she was being split in two.
“It’s been a while,” she panted. “And you’re big.”
“We all are,” he grunted, his expression tense as if he was using all his energy to restrain his instincts to thrust hard and quick. She closed her eyes and let her body go limp even as Josh and Falk started to rain kisses on her shoulders, neck, and face. She groaned as Brayden slid in to the hilt, his breath coming out in a hiss when his balls slapped her ass.
“Aw, fuck, baby. You feel so damn good. So fucking tight.”
He stilled for a moment to let her get used to his size, but she didn’t want any respite. The tingling and pleasure from feeling so full compelled her own movements. He rested his forehead on hers. “Are you ready, baby?”
She tugged at the restraints, feeling desperate for him to move. “Do it. Hard, fast, please. I need it.”
Her own voice sounded strange to her ears, but he seemed to understand the urgency. He pulled out almost all the way, only the crown remaining inside her, before thrusting back in, his cock running over sensitive spots in her pussy that made her arch her back and urge him on. Josh and Falk were whispering dirty fantasies in her ears while Brayden fucked her hard. Every stroke of his cock rubbed against her clit and sent her closer and closer to release. She met each thrust as best she could. At some point, Josh and Falk had let go of her legs and she had them wrapped around Brayden’s waist as he powered into her.
Brayden lifted up slightly from her body but didn’t break the rhythm. “Help her, Josh. I can’t hold back any longer.”
Josh fingers traced tight circles around her swollen clit and she went off like a rocket. Her cunt clamped down on Brayden’s cock and she called his name as the waves of pleasure took her breath away. The veins stood out on his neck as he grunted one last time before pulsing inside of her. She wished they didn’t have the condom barrier between them so she could feel his hot seed.
He slumped on top of her for a moment before rolling away and laying his head on her stomach while Falk and Josh nuzzled her neck. She’d never felt so cherished and protected as she did at this moment.
* * * *
Falk nipped at Ava’s earlobe, drawing a giggle from his woman. Watching Brayden fuck her had almost made him come in his pants. He hadn’t been this desperate since he was a callow teenager. He needed inside this woman now. Pussy or mouth. It didn’t matter. The only thing that did matter was making this ache go away. He reached up and unclipped her hands from the headboard, rubbing her shoulders. He looked at Josh doing the same on her other side.
“Preference?”
Josh grinned. “Mouth, but I’m good either way.”
Falk nodded. “I’ll take her pussy.” He moved to help her turn on her stomach. “Hands and knees, beautiful. Josh and I are going to fuck you now.”
Ava’s eyes were a little unfocused when he turned her over and pulled her to her knees. She still hadn’t quite come down to earth from her orgasm, and that was good. It would make it easier for her to come again for him.
They both quickly pulled off their clothes and Josh positioned himself at the headboard. He ran his fingers through her long hair. “Put your mouth on me, Ava. I need you to suck my cock dry.”
She reached forward and ran her fingers down his length. Josh shuddered and Falk smiled with envy. He wanted to feel Ava’s hands on him, but he would have to wait. He watched as Ava started licking Josh
like an ice-cream cone before swallowing down as much of his length as she could. The look of exquisite pleasure on Josh’s face drove Falk to rip open a condom with his teeth and roll it on. Brayden had taken up residence on the other side of bed, stretched out, one hand playing with Ava’s nipples.
“Are you ready for me, beautiful? I can’t wait to fuck this tight pussy.”
Her mouth was full so answering wasn’t going to happen, but he knew the answer anyway. She shook her heart-shaped ass at him enticingly. He smacked her right ass cheek, then traced his handprint before grabbing her hips tightly. He pressed his cock into her wet, waiting cunt, groaning as he felt the heat surround him. Brayden smirked.
“Tight, huh? I bet you can’t last any longer than I did.”
Falk pulled halfway out and then thrust all the way in. His cock was held tight in her hot pussy.
“Fuck you, Bray. I can last longer.”
Ava started to turn her head, but Josh held her firmly. “Take no notice of them. We’re competitive, that’s all. The longer they last, the more pleasure you get. Just relax and enjoy the ride.”
Ava made a noise that sounded like a giggle. Falk started fucking her leisurely, in and out, as slow as he could stand. He was drawing out the pleasure and driving himself slowly insane at the same time. Ava must not have been in much better shape as she began to press back against his thrusts, trying to speed him up. His fingers bit into the softness of her hips as he tried to control the pace.
“Easy, baby. There’s no hurry. We’ve got all night.”
Josh was pumping in and out of her mouth, his head thrown back, fingers tangled in Ava’s long hair. He could tell Josh was close, so he kept up the maddeningly controlled thrusts in and out of her velvet cunt. Josh’s face tightened and he thrust his cock as deep into her throat as far as Ava could take him while he chanted a stream of obscenities.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh, fuck, Ava. That feels—fuck, I’m coming. Fuck.”
Falk watched as Ava swallowed as quickly as she could, drinking every drop of Josh’s cum. When Josh sank into the pillows with a sigh, Falk leaned forward and whispered into Ava’s ear.
“Do you know how hot that was, beautiful? Watching you suck and swallow? I can’t wait for you to do the same to me. It’s time for a hard, fast ride. I can’t hold back anymore.”
He began thrusting harder and faster, her cunt gripping him like a glove. He could feel the sweat starting to pour off of him and his balls pulling up close to his body as the pressure built in his lower back. He gritted his teeth, trying to prolong this first time. It was ecstasy and agony. Nothing had ever felt this good. This was more than fucking. This was mating with his woman and he wouldn’t be the same afterward. He doubted any of them would. This was a pivotal moment in his life and he wanted to make it last.
The pressure was too much. He reached around and pinched Ava’s clit and her pussy clamped down on his cock. The vibrations from her cunt sent him over the edge. His climax poured from him, sending shock waves from his balls, out his dick. When it was over, he slumped over her back, whispering romantic love words.
My beautiful, wonderful Ava.
He moved to his back, pulling her close to his body. Josh cuddled her other side and Brayden lay at the end of the bed, massaging her feet. Falk pushed the tangled hair back from her face.
“You’re amazing. We’re so glad you trusted us. We know this is a big deal for you.”
She snuggled into his chest. “It is, but I can’t imagine not being with you all. I just didn’t realize how tiring three men could be. I could sleep for a week.”
A phone started ringing and Falk recognized Brayden’s ringtone for an unknown number. Falk forced himself not to tense up. He didn’t want to upset Ava. Brayden swung himself up from the bed, pulling on his pants and looking at the display on his phone.
“You sleep, baby. I need to take this call. Business. I’ll take care of it and be right back, okay?”
Ava nodded, her eyes already closing with fatigue. “Okay. I just need a little rest, that’s all.”
Brayden’s expression was grim as he headed for the bathroom to take the call. Falk could only hope it was a wrong number and not who they all thought it was. They had everything they’d dreamed of right here in this bed with them. They didn’t need the past interfering and messing up their future.
Chapter Nine
“This is Brayden Tyler.”
Brayden kept his voice even and controlled. If this was Roger or Troy, he didn’t want them to know the havoc they were causing. He would play this casual and friendly, but noncommittal. Based on his conversation with Sheriff Ryan Parks, his job was to find out where Roger and Troy were hiding.
“Hey, Tyler. It’s about time you answered your phone. I’ve been calling you three for weeks.”
Troy Latimer. He was the leader and the most outspoken between the two of them. Roger was quieter and more of a follower.
“It’s been crazy here, Troy. Getting settled, starting our business.”
“How’s your health, Tyler? Cured?”
Brayden’s gut tightened. Troy was obviously trying to butter him up. He’d never given a damn about Brayden’s health previous to this call.
“They won’t say cured until five years, but I’m doing well. Trying to live a clean life.”
Troy laughed. “Aren’t we all? Listen, I need to talk to you guys. Roger and I have been doing okay, but we’re starting to run out of money. I know that’s something you three have in abundance. With your connections, Tyler, you knew the ins and out of so many companies. Making money must have been like swatting flies for you.”
Brayden wanted to yell into the phone he’d never done anything illegal. He’d never used his myriad of business connections to get insider information. It would have been easy, but the fact was, he’d never needed to. They’d been able to make millions the old-fashioned way. They’d earned it.
“How is Roger, Troy? Are you guys safe? Where have you been hiding these last months? The last I heard someone saw you in California.”
“Roger is fine.” Troy snorted with impatience. “We’re safe. For now. We were never in California. Not sure where you heard that. Listen, about the money. The way I figure it, you owe us. We took the fall for everyone at the fund. You guys got away with it, and we didn’t. The least you can do is share the wealth. I’m thinking ten million. That should get us out of the country and to the Caymans.”
They were still in the country. That was something. Brayden’s mouth tightened in disgust at Troy’s intimation that they were owed anything. Brayden didn’t owe them shit. Their misdeeds had almost ruined his life. Falk’s and Josh’s, too. It was only through supreme self-discipline that he didn’t throw the phone against the wall.
He turned at a noise and Falk was entering the room. Brayden placed his finger over his lips and pressed the speaker button on the phone.
“The Caymans sound like a good place to start over, Troy. Where are you now?”
Troy gave a throaty chuckle. “You’d be surprised where we are, Tyler. Now, let’s talk about this money. We need it.”
Brayden took a deep breath. “I can bring it to you.”
“In what? An armored car? You can’t fit ten fucking million dollars in a suitcase, man. This isn’t a Hollywood movie. I’ll give you a numbered account. You can transfer it.”
Brayden shook his head. “The minute I transfer the money, the Feds will be all over it. I’m sure they’re still watching our finances. Let me bring it to you.”
“You’re really starting to piss me off, Tyler. I don’t care if you need to make two dozen transfers before you finally send it to me. Just do it. Your family should have plenty of connections to be able to get the money out of the country.”
He had to dig in his heels. The call wasn’t going the way Brayden needed it to.
“I’ll only give it to you or Roger. I can’t risk an electronic transfer. We have to think of some other way.”<
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There was silence on the end of the phone, and for a moment, he thought Troy had hung up.
“Okay, we’ll think of something else. The last thing we need is to tip off the Feds as to our location or our final destination. I’ll talk to Roger and we’ll do some thinking. We’ll call you back.”
Brayden exhaled slowly. It wasn’t the resolution he was hoping for, but it kept the door open to finding out where they were hiding.
“Sounds good. We’ll think about it here, too. There has to be another way.”
“Okay, we’ll call you soon. Roger and I are on the move and when we get where we’re going, we’ll contact you.”
“Good.”
“And Tyler?”
“Yeah?”
“Answer your fucking phone next time.”
Brayden hit the End button and sat down on the bathroom counter, rubbing his temples. He was pissed off and he had a fucking headache. The glow from their time with Ava had already worn off and was replaced with anger and frustration. He looked past Falk to the bedroom. “Is Ava asleep?”
Falk nodded. “Like a baby. She’ll probably sleep until morning. I take it you weren’t able to find out where they were? Troy seemed especially annoyed with you.”
“Troy can go fuck himself. He thinks we’re as guilty as they are and we owe them ten million dollars.”
Falk shrugged. “Only ten mill? I’m surprised he didn’t ask for more.”
“I’m guessing this is just his first request. When he runs through that, he’ll keep hitting us up. For the rest of our lives. It’s not the fucking money. Shit, we’ve got more money than we know what to do with. It’s his fucking attitude that we couldn’t make our money without breaking the law.”
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