“Fine, but you absolutely can’t touch my cock.”
She smiled. “You weak or something?”
“I’ll show you weak, now lie back down.” She loved his quirky smile.
He tugged off her boots and discarded her socks. Her feet weren’t cold like the first time they’d met, yet he took the time to massage her instep and toes. That was almost as good as getting his cock. Not really, but his tender care felt damned good.
She groaned. “Don’t stop.”
While she kept her eyes closed, she bet he was smiling. Zane moved over to the other foot and repeated the wonderful rubbings. The weight shifted on the bed. Zane straddled her legs and unbuttoned her jeans.
“This is one of my favorite parts. That and taking off your bra to reveal your magnificent breasts.”
“You sure do know how to sweet talk a girl.”
He tapped her nose. “It’s not sweet talk. It’s the truth. I’ll never lie to you, Nikki.”
She looked at him. He only seemed to call her by name when he was dead serious. “Then thank you.”
“Now let’s get down to the business of loving you.” He had her lift her hips so he could slide her jeans down her thighs.
Moving to the end of the bed, he removed her jeans completely. She leaned up on her elbows again. “Turnabout is fair play.” She nodded to his pants.
“You have a short-term memory.”
His tone held no cheer, but she wasn’t going to be put off. “Why’s that?”
“I know the secret to driving you wild and it doesn’t include you interfering with the natural order of things.”
“What you’re saying is that for me to reach the ultimate pinnacle, I have to do as you say.”
He nodded. “You have your safe words.”
That was true. “Fine.” She lay back down. If he expected nothing from her, she wouldn’t have to worry about making a wrong move.
The more she thought about that, the more she liked the concept. Being a princess for an hour would be quite wonderful.
“I like the smile on your face.”
“Mmm.” She arched her back to let him know she wanted him to play with her tits.
“Hold your horses. I see something else I like.”
Spoilsport. Though if he licked her into oblivion she wouldn’t complain too much. Zane widened her legs without removing her panties. What was up with that? She stopped herself before she expressed that thought.
He rubbed his bristled face against her belly while he thumbed her pussy lips. His touch made her yearn for more.
Take off my panties.
More than ever she wished humans had evolved to a point where they could transmit their thoughts to others. When he slipped his finger under the material and into her creamy hole, she jerked.
“Easy, babe.”
“It feels so wonderful though.” She wiggled her hips for more.
Zane swirled that one digit around and around, teasing her with what was to come. “You don’t happen to own a vibrator, do you?”
What? “No. I don’t need one.” She opened her eyes and tilted her gaze downward to see him.
He shrugged. “Just thought it would be nice to have something in your pussy when I impale your ass.”
Her whole body tensed despite his calm delivery. “You know I’m a butt virgin.”
“Hopefully you won’t be after tonight. I’ve lost a week of sleep thinking about driving my cock down your tight ass channel.”
He acted like it was more rewarding than being in her pussy. “Can’t you do one then the other?”
Zane grinned. “Now, you’re reading my mind.”
As long as she wasn’t left stranded without a climax, she’d be fine. Nikki totally understood the only way to be with both men would be to have one in her ass and one in her pussy. Getting a trial run first worked for her.
“Then proceed.”
She closed her eyes again before she witnessed his reaction, but she heard the chuckle nonetheless. He dragged down her panties. This time he didn’t stop at her thighs but took them off. Freedom at last. Zane pushed her knees up and out. He then wedged his wide shoulders between her thighs and lightly nudged open her lower lips. The second his tongue swept across her slit, she bucked and groaned.
“Easy, babe. Remember, if you climax, I might not give you my cock.”
He was lying. Hopefully. Zane was a strong man, but he wouldn’t walk out because she’d been weak, would he?
Determined not to test him, she sat on her hands to prevent herself from touching him until she couldn’t take it anymore. He then pried open her lips again and delved in. Chaos rained down on her. Her breaths came out faster and faster the more he licked her. This wasn’t fair. She’d never last. He seemed determined to tip her over the edge, because he lifted his tongue to her clit and plunged two fingers into her honeyed opening at the same time. Her scent perfumed the air.
“Ah, ah, ah.” She bit her lip to keep from coming.
As if he loved bringing her right to the edge then stopping, he lowered her legs and straddled her thighs.
“I need your tits.”
She needed his cock, but she was consigned to the fact he was going to win the battle. As he helped her sit up so he could take off her top, she caught a quick glance at the huge bulge in his pants. At least he was affected, too.
He removed her pullover. “Ah, yes. You do love to match, don’t you?”
She stuck out her chest. “Yes.”
He grinned. “I love it.” With a quick pinch, he undid the back of her bra.
The relief was divine. What would come next would be even sweeter. Too bad with each suck, her pussy would turn needier and she’d have to work harder to control her urges. Damn that man for not letting her get in a few licks on his cock. He’d squirm for sure.
Zane seemed to be in a bigger hurry than usual, because he didn’t take his time lowering the straps on her bra. As soon as they cleared her wrists, he tossed the bra to the side. His gaze never left her breasts.
“Grr.”
She almost laughed at his he-man growl. He dove down on her nipple like a hungry man and drew the tip into his mouth. The first sharp pain caught her pussy on fire. She’d be crossing the finish line long before Zane impaled her pussy.
He twisted one nipple while he sucked on the other. Zane shifted slightly to the side and placed one thigh on the outside of her left leg and the other in between. Every time he shifted his weight, his thigh would rub against her pussy, sending her spiraling. Blood pounded through her body. Each tug and suck made her nipple more sensitive, and soon a lick sent waves of lust coursing through her.
He lifted his head and when he kissed her, all thoughts left her brain. Their tongues explored each other so fast it was as if they couldn’t touch enough. He clasped onto her wrists and lifted them over her head. All was well until he held them tight as if she were his prisoner.
She wiggled slightly, but she couldn’t budge. Images of being held down by that horrible man rammed through her brain. For a second, she was transported back again. She was seconds from dying when her partner burst in and shot the bastard in the back.
She squeezed shut her eyes and twisted her head to the side. “Red! Stop!”
Zane jumped off her. “Babe?” Panic laced his voice.
She opened her eyes, and when she saw it was Zane, she dropped back down. “I’m so sorry.” He stroked her face and his calm touch soothed her.
“What happened?”
She shook her head. “It was nothing.”
“You called red. Tell me.” His concern had turned stern.
She half sat up. “I kind of freak when anyone holds me down. I’m sorry.”
His brows furrowed. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. I do things to increase your pleasure. If you don’t like something, you were right to tell me. I won’t ever hold you down again.”
He acted as if it wasn’t a big deal, but she knew she’d hurt his fe
elings. She thought he’d want a better explanation, but when he kissed his way from her neck, along her collarbone, and then to the hollow of her throat, she pushed aside the brief moment of panic.
“I love kissing you. Your skin is so soft and delicate.”
She couldn’t remember anyone calling her delicate before, but she liked the description. She fell back onto the bed and pretended the incident hadn’t happened. Now if only she could get her pulse to stop racing and her armpits to dry.
The raping bastard is dead. He can’t hurt you anymore.
She calmed. Her stinging nipples and aching pussy begged for release, bringing her back to the present. Zane’s lips found hers and his gentleness warmed her. Gone was the aggression. In its place was only tenderness and dare she say love? His eyelids fluttered close as if he’d been transported to another world.
“I want you to get on your elbows and knees.”
She wanted to give Zane what he wanted most.
“Be right back,” he said.
Before she had the chance to move, he ran out of the room. Footsteps pounded down the hall. She couldn’t figure out what he was doing, but he returned a minute later a little out of breath. “I’d let you help get me naked, but I want you too much.” His voice cracked and her heart soared. “You can rest for a second.”
Never had she met men like him and his twin. She dropped back on her haunches and watched him ditch his boots, socks, pants, and shirt faster than she could draw her weapon. The man was amazing. He stood before her in his briefs, and her gaze focused on his cock that had jutted above the waistband. She licked her lips not daring to ask if she could take a little taste.
As if the world stood still, Zane lowered his briefs slowly and evenly. When he stepped out of them, he proudly stood before her sporting one huge-ass cock.
“You think you’re putting that in my butt? There is no way on this earth it will fit.”
His eyes narrowed as he approached. “If you can relax your ass it will, and you’ll love every inch, too. You were okay with the plug.”
“That was tiny compared to you.” At the time she didn’t think so, but looking at him, he must be triple the width.
He laughed. “I’ll be gentle. Promise. The second it doesn’t feel good, I’ll stop. Okay?”
From the way his lips thinned, it would kill him to withdraw, but she liked having the option. “All right.”
She wanted to be with him on every level. She was a tough girl and could handle a little physical strain, but could she deal with it emotionally? This was a big step for her.
Zane tapped her butt. “Now get back into position so I can start loving you.”
She dropped her head in her hands and closed her eyes. The sweet lube scented the air. When he placed a dab on her back hole, she automatically tightened her cheeks. Damn.
He rubbed her rear. “None of that now. You know how this works.”
“It was cold and it surprised me.”
“Uh-huh.” Then he chuckled.
Using his thumb, he rubbed the goo around in a circle, softening her tight, muscled ring. Between her body heat and his, the lube turned warm in no time. Slowly, she began to relax to the rhythm. Like before, he dipped his thumb into her hole. This time, she didn’t clench. Knowing what to expect was half the battle.
“You are such a brave girl.”
Brave? Maybe when he placed his cock in her ass, she’d need to be brave. He removed his thumb and dipped in a finger that he swept around to stretch her out. Compared to the plug, his finger was thin.
He leaned over her back, and after moving her hair off her neck, placed kisses down her spine. Tingles charged up her body.
“Are you ready, babe?”
“Yes.” She prayed she wouldn’t disappoint him.
Chapter Eighteen
Zane tore open a condom and slapped the latex on his cock. More lube wafted up. Seconds later, he pressed the head of his dick against her butthole. She held her breath in anticipation of him diving right in. He must have heard her intake and held still while he cupped her breasts and massaged them. His moans turned to groans the more he rubbed.
She loved having him play with her tits. He rubbed her nipples with his thumbs, and spikes of need raced through her. Just as her climax built from all the pulling and twisting, his huge cock pressed past her anal ring. Air lodged in her throat and a gurgle sounded.
“Shh, babe. Just breathe.”
It was his size that surprised her. There wasn’t any pain, just fullness. Zane placed his chest on her back and eased his way another inch. Without thinking, she pressed down on his cock. He gasped.
“I’ll come if you do that again, and I really want to make it to your pussy. Please, babe.”
“Sorry.” She was constantly apologizing for making mistakes. Maybe she wasn’t cut out for this.
“It’s okay. Relax and enjoy.”
That was so like a guy. Zane pinched both of her nipples at the same time, and her thoughts shot to the glorious bliss tripping over her body. The streaks of pleasure zigzagged across her belly and hit her clit. Her pussy pulsed and dripped.
“Oh, yes. That was amazing.”
“Just wait. It’ll get better.”
He probably thought she was talking about his cock, but her mind was focused on what he was doing to her tits. They still vibrated and were wreaking havoc with the lower half of her body. Zane pulled out a bit and slid in further. He repeated the process two more times. On the third plunge he set off a series of nerves she never thought existed. It was as if she had string upon string of Christmas lights tacked up around the house and all once someone plugged them in and lit them up.
Maybe it was the way he was playing with her nipples or how he managed to set her ass on fire, but she suddenly realized that she liked having a cock in her ass. Who knew? All of her friends in ménage relationships, that was who.
She pressed back her hips for more.
“Easy now. If I go too fast I’ll burst. You are so fucking tight. I could drown in your ass.”
As he drove into her, he nibbled on her neck and then on the shell of her ear. Her back channel seemed to widen and accommodate him with ease. Once she realized how much she liked it, she joined in the rhythm, pumping back with more force each time.
“That’s it, babe. You’re amazing.”
He slid his palm down her belly, through her curls, to her pussy. Contractions slammed into her. He was trying to break her, trying to get her to come, but she’d show him that she had more control than that—or so she hoped.
Her breaths came out faster and her back heaved. Zane drove in once more and held still. His cock expanded and she thought he was about to explode, but he pulled out instead.
She would have asked what he was doing, but the words wouldn’t form. A condom tore off. The bed dipped, but only for a second. He jumped back on the bed and placed his cock between her legs, hitting her clit. Anticipation caused stars to burst behind her lids.
“I’m. So. Close.” She pressed her palms against her eyes.
“Me, too, babe. Me, too.”
Zane slipped his hands back over her breasts. This would be her downfall. She loved when he touched the swollen crests and plucked and twisted them. This time he pulled them taut and pinched them hard. Bolts of lust bombarded her, causing her pussy to nearly explode. How was that possible without a cock?
“Zane, please.”
“My pleasure, babe.”
He nudged open her pussy lips and drove into her with one big push. She hadn’t meant to let out a small scream, but the sensations ripping through her sent contractions up and down her body. Not only did he stretch her to the max, it was like he’d lit a thousand matches and placed them inside her pussy. She was a volcano ready to erupt.
Don’t come yet.
I can’t help it. It’s so hard not to.
She pushed back her hips. He slipped one hand to her hip and the other to her clit, and she steeled herself a
gainst the onslaught of bliss. He withdrew and pounded into her again, this time with more force. She loved to be fucked hard and fast.
“Yes, more, please.”
“Babe.” He gasped out the word.
When he wiggled her clit, all control left her. Her heart slammed against her ribs as he drove into her over and over again. As soon as she clamped down on him, he released a strangled cry. When he shifted his hand up to her tits and rubbed the engorged tips, she blew.
She let loose a series of grunts, groans, and yells. “Oh, Zane.”
Her pussy walls vibrated and throbbed with a mind-blowing orgasm. He dropped his head on her back and squeezed her tits tight. His cocked shot out bullets of cum, heating her more. Not only did her pussy throb, but her whole body shook. Desire swamped her and her love bloomed.
Zane said nothing as he held her close. Their hearts beat together, and only when her pulse slowed did he withdraw. He rolled over onto his back and dragged her on top of him.
With effort she lifted her head. “It’s gooey.” His cum smeared over her belly.
“Sorry. I guess we’ll have to shower.”
“I’m not sure I have the strength.” That wasn’t a lie.
He dragged a hand down her back. “Rest all you want. We’ve got time.”
Someday she dreamed of them spending the night every night, but then the image of Zane holding down her hands reverberated in her head. He seemed to really get off being the Dom. Too bad that being a sub just wasn’t her.
Was Zane the type to back off and let her be herself in bed? While she liked that he took control and she didn’t have to do anything but enjoy their loving ways, her hesitancy might become old for the men. What Dom wanted to be with a woman who freaked when he held her down?
Shit. She feared that they were taking their time with her and helping her get used to the idea of being with two men only to tell her that there would come a time when she’d truly had to submit. When that time came, what would she tell them? Goodbye?
* * * *
For the next week, Nikki barely had a free moment for which she was relieved. She told the men she wanted to spend more time with Mark especially since he told her he wanted to take karate classes after school three days a week. That meant she had to pick him up from school and drive him to the studio. Fortunately, the lessons were downtown and only two blocks from her office. Nikki made sure to stay close during his workout hours.
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