Night Moves [The Doms of Sybaris Cove 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  He loved that she was still with her grandmother and helped run the shop, as well as the fact that she was trying to learn all she could about Phyllis’s gifts and the rich heritage on this island. It was her home, and she cared about it. She’d never leave, and she wouldn’t ask them to, either. They could build a life here with Nita.

  Slow down, dude. She only kissed you.

  Brett took a large drink of water. He was really jumping the gun here. Maybe she had put a spell on them? But he knew that wasn’t true, either. He was simply overcome with the attentions of a pretty woman who had a vulnerability he wasn’t used to. But he liked it. A lot. Nita had the kind of personality he’d always been attracted to, but in his younger days he’d gone for the confident ones instead. The girls who tossed their hair and laughed too loud, and always had others buzzing around them like bees.

  Would his life have turned out differently if he’d pursued Nita in high school? He barely remembered her. But she was here now, and she’d actually told him she wanted to make love to him. Well, him and Mark, but that was beside the point. They were here. Both of them. And she wanted them. Both of them. Brett wasn’t going to blow this chance.

  Chapter Nine

  After they’d eaten their fill and run out of things to talk about, Nita was suddenly shy. But she forced those thoughts away and instead concentrated on what it had felt like to kiss them each, and the looks on their faces afterward. The memory of those expressions gave her power and confidence she’d never known she had, and they fueled her lust once again as she rose to gather the paper plates.

  “You don’t have to clean up,” said Brett.

  “I’m used to it at home. Force of habit.”

  The guys both helped her, and once they had everything in the trash, she excused herself to the bathroom, taking her bag with her. Nita had always brought along a toothbrush and other essentials, from the time she’d been in high school, everywhere she went. Tonight she was very grateful for such a nerdy habit, because as much as she imagined the guys wouldn’t care about something like pepperoni breath, she wanted this evening to be perfect. And that included her teeth being clean.

  When she emerged, they talked in hushed tones with their heads bent close together, but there was nothing angry or off about their auras, so she sent up a silent prayer of thanks. She’d had a fleeting thought that they might realize what a huge mistake this was and drive her home after all.

  “Clinical stuff first,” said Brett, holding out his hand. She walked toward him and took it, shivering slightly at the electric jolt that ran down her arm at his touch. She’d always wondered if that happened in real life. Now she knew. “Um, I have condoms. We’ll use them, of course. Any limits we should be aware of?”

  “I wouldn’t even know what to tell you.” Her voice came out breathy and small, but that was because she could hardly think, let alone form a coherent sentence.

  “Okay. I’ll just ask questions then. Um, anal sex…any objections to it?”

  She swallowed hard. “He did that, too. But he used no lube and it hurt.”

  The change that came over his and Mark’s faces nearly brought on another urge to cry. Anger, followed by tenderness, graced their handsome features.

  “I promise you we will not let it hurt if you allow us to try,” said Mark.

  “Thank you,” she whispered. “I would like to know how it’s supposed to feel.”

  “How about oral?” asked Brett, gently.

  “I would like to try that the right way, too.” She hoped they wouldn’t pressure her for details on that act.

  He shook his head slightly. “Forgive me. I have to ask this. Not because I want you to relive those few months, but because I need to know your experience level. What did he do right? Anything? Did it feel good at all?”

  “I was afraid and unsure. So I think that had as much to do with my comfort level as anything.” That wasn’t quite true, but she didn’t want to relive it either. Not tonight. Not ever again, if that were possible.

  Brett pulled her close, and Nita sighed softly as lust raced through her body. “Oh, Nita…we are not going to let this be unpleasant for you. I promise you that.”

  He caressed her back, and the realization that both men would be touching her at the same time, and kissing her, and maybe even putting their cocks inside her together, sent her desire straight over the edge. Once again she almost came, simply from the reality of what she was about to do.

  “Same here,” said Mark. “I think we’ll pretend you’ve never had sex before. Sounds like anything fun will be a first-time experience for you as it is.”

  A giggle forced its way up. “Is it possible to become a virgin again after fourteen years?”

  Brett pulled away, and he and Mark both looked at her like she’d just told them she was actually a seagull in disguise. “Let me make sure I understand what you’re saying. The only man you’ve ever had sex with is Keith?”

  Hellfire. She nodded, wishing she’d kept her big mouth shut. Now they’d drive her home, and that would be the end of that.

  “Holy shit,” said Mark. “What the fuck is wrong with the men on this island?”

  They weren’t upset. It was too much to take in.

  “Let’s get you upstairs,” said Brett. “Because I really don’t want your first real time to be on this kitchen floor, but I’m that close to doing it anyway.”

  He took her hand, and she went to reach for her bag, but Mark grabbed it for her. Upstairs, she barely had time to take in the decorating and furnishings, which were just as opulent and expensive-looking as downstairs. He led her to a set of double doors at the end of the hallway and then opened them.

  Nita stepped over the threshold, breathing in the scent of leather and old money. The room was dim but not dark, and she realized he’d lit several small lamps. Had he done that before, or did he always leave them on? She and her grandmother were careful not to waste electricity, but Nita imagined most Durantes and Raleighs didn’t even think about such things.

  Her musings about their sense of thrift were cut short when Brett turned her around and kissed her. Fireworks exploded behind her closed eyelids as the lust in her body reached a fevered pitch. She went to wrap her arms around him again, but he caught both wrists in one strong hand and held them overhead.

  The mere act of being restrained in this way sent tiny contractions to her pussy, and she moaned loudly into his open mouth. Behind her, Mark caressed her back and then her ass, and that did it. A small orgasm overtook her, and Nita stopped thinking. She simply let it happen. Making herself come was nothing new to her. She’d been doing it for over a decade as she fantasized about sex that didn’t hurt, and men who cherished and protected her.

  But this was the first time she’d had one in front of anyone. Should she tell them that? No. It didn’t matter. If fate was kind, she’d have plenty more tonight, and they’d feel them because they’d be inside her.

  Mark removed her jeans, panties, shoes, and socks while Brett continued to kiss her. Goose bumps broke out all over Nita’s body as the cool air hit it, but as soon as he began to trace a line with his tongue from her lower back, down her spine, and over each ass cheek, the goose bumps faded, replaced by heat.

  Brett released the kiss, smiled at her, and then removed her sweater and bra. He gazed at her breasts, and heat rushed to her face now, but not because of the look in his eyes. She’d always been embarrassed by her small breasts.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered.

  She averted her gaze. That was nice of him to say, but she was no raving beauty. She knew that.

  He cupped her face. “You will believe that. Before this night is over, you will believe that you’re gorgeous.”

  Nita swallowed hard again. No one had ever talked to her like that, or given a shit what she thought of herself.

  “You are gorgeous,” said Mark behind her, cupping her ass. “How can you think you’re not?”

  “I don’t
know what to say right now,” she whispered.

  Mark turned her around, gently. “Then don’t say anything. Just let us prove it to you.”

  He took her hands and walked backward until he was at the edge of Brett’s ridiculously large poster bed, and then he sat on it and pulled her into his arms. “I’m ready to explode, but we’re both going to take this slowly. How are you feeling right now? Are you okay with being naked in front of us?”

  “I’m fine. Really. Just overwhelmed.”

  “But not afraid?”

  “No.”

  He looked into her eyes. “I think we need to give you a safeword or two. I know it might seem weird to do that for sex, but you haven’t had safe or totally consensual experiences, and I want you to feel that way tonight.” He cut his gaze toward Brett. “What do you think?”

  “I think that’s a perfect idea. How about keeping it simple? Yellow for anything you need. Like a bathroom break, water, or even if you’re feeling like you need to slow down and catch your breath, or are unsure about something. All right?”

  “Okay.”

  “And red stops it immediately.”

  “All right. Easy to remember.” She knew what safewords were, and she knew that Arizona and Dallas used red and yellow with Celina, as well as green. They’d even added a few colors for specific circumstances, but Nita didn’t think it was necessary to relay that information to Brett and Mark right now.

  “One more thing,” said Brett. “We have no STDs. May we assume the same of you?”

  “I’m clean. I was checked years ago. Thank you for asking, and for telling me that. I don’t believe Keith had been with too many girls before me.”

  They exchanged an amused glance. “Ah, he hadn’t been with any, sweetheart. He admitted that to us, as well.”

  “You’re kidding.” She fought the urge to laugh. “If you could have heard the things he said to me…” No. She wouldn’t do that. Not right now. Maybe not ever. This was a special night. A magical night. And she wasn’t going to taint it with memories of that asshole.

  Brett and Mark exchanged another amused glance. “Oh, we can imagine,” said Mark. “But let’s not go there. Not right now, anyway.” He kissed her neck, sending shivers up and down her spine. “Right now I think it’s time for us to get naked, too.”

  When he started to take off his shirt, she reached out to help. “May I? Undress you both, that is?”

  Mark’s grin sent a gush of wetness to her pussy. “Be my guest.”

  Her fingers fumbled a bit, but she managed to get their shirts off without popping a button and sighed when she glimpsed the muscles and their Taino tats. Apparently they were all covered in them. “You’re so beautiful. Both of you.”

  “Thank you,” said Brett. He gazed toward his crotch. “Do you want us to take off our jeans, or are you up to that challenge, as well?”

  She giggled. “Is it a challenge?”

  “I don’t know. How many men have you unzipped?”

  “You’re my first.”

  “I’m honored.”

  She held his gaze as she unzipped his jeans, lost in the color of his eyes. They were the most unusual shade of gray she’d ever seen. Even Keith’s eyes hadn’t been this mesmerizing. They’d been cold and cruel. But not Brett’s. His gaze was filled with lust and tenderness. She knew he and Mark were the real deal. What she hadn’t expected from them was this sweet humor and the lengths they were going to in order to make her comfortable around them. It was so charming.

  “Oh…” He had on no underwear. She hadn’t expected that either. Out popped a thick, red dick that forced a soft moan from her throat. It conjured up images of sweaty, naked bodies and loud groans in the night. She wanted it inside her. Now.

  He removed his shoes and socks while she took off Mark’s jeans. He had on underwear, but she wasted no time in sliding down his briefs to get a look at his cock. It was also magnificent, and the thought of them both fucking her at the same time sent a thrill through her body once more.

  This was really going to happen! No longer would her only memories of sex be mixed up with Keith and the emotionless way he’d taken her and then tossed her aside when she refused to fuck him again. After tonight, her thoughts would be entirely different. From this point on, her whole life would be different. Nita couldn’t wait to embrace it.

  Chapter Ten

  “Okay,” said Mark, removing his socks and shoes. “We’re naked. Now what?”

  When he waggled his eyebrows at her, Nita giggled again, feeling very silly for doing so. She couldn’t seem to stop laughing, but it was a nice change of pace from her usual brooding mood, or the fake contentment she plastered on her face for her grandmother’s sake.

  “Now it’s time to party.” Brett pulled her into his arms and fell back on the bed with her. She was lost in a sea of sensations, familiar yet different, because the last time she’d been naked and touched, it hadn’t felt like this.

  This was decadent and dirty, and she loved it. Their hands were all over her. In her hair, on her ass, running up and down her legs, and cupping her breasts as though they were treasures. When they each sucked on a nipple, she cried out in pleasure and thought for certain she’d die from it. Was that possible?

  They moved from her nipples to her pussy, and Nita actually panted as they took turns licking it and sucking her clit. Keith hadn’t done that to her. When the big orgasm that had been building all day finally crested, she bucked her hips into their faces and grasped handfuls of their hair as she shook her head back and forth. Incomprehensible words filled the air, and it took her a moment to realize they came from her. When the climax began to subside, all she could do was whisper, “Oh my God,” over and over.

  Brett grinned down at her once they finally came up for air. “I’d beg you to do the same for us, but I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside your pussy. And I apologize in advance that it’ll be quick. But I promise you that once I’m hard again, I’ll be able to take my time.”

  “Oh…” Hard again? She liked the sound of that.

  “Same here,” said Mark. “I’m ready to explode.”

  “Thank you. I mean, for what you just did. It was incredible. I never…you know.”

  They exchanged a glance. “No surprise there,” said Mark. “But we aren’t going to mention him again. Instead, we’re going to make this a night of new discoveries for you.” He leaned over and kissed her, tongue and all, and she didn’t even mind that she tasted her own pussy juices.

  They took turns holding her and touching her, and this time their fingers concentrated on teasing her upper thighs, her pussy lips, and her clit. Nita was lost in sensations once more, her lust not even close to being sated. She longed for things she didn’t even understand. Just having them touch her was enough to force moans from her throat again. She became dizzy with need, and when Brett pulled the condoms and bottle of lube off the nightstand, she squealed with anticipation.

  “Don’t be afraid. We won’t hurt you.” He parted her legs gently then knelt between them. “You have your safewords. Use them if you need to.”

  She nodded, watching him, fascinated by the condom. Keith had used them, but she hadn’t watched him put one on. Her eyes had been closed the first time, through the entire thing. He hadn’t even asked her to open them.

  Now, Brett held her gaze as he poured lube on two fingers then slowly slipped them into her pussy. There was no pain. She was that wet. All she felt was a bit of pressure at first until they were inside, and then when he began to move them, she threw back her head and let the sensations wash over her. If his fingers felt this damn good, what would that big cock feel like?

  Next to her chest, Mark smiled at her and played with her nipples, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers. That was almost as exquisite as what Brett was doing, and she couldn’t even process everything. She simply gave over to it.

  “Ready?” asked Brett.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes,
I am.”

  He brushed his hands up and down her thighs, then over her clit, teasing it until Nita moaned loudly and pushed her hips toward him. Finally he teased the opening to her wetness with the head of his dick. When he slid it inside her pussy, again there was the briefest flash of hard pressure, but then all she felt were the most decadent, incredible sensations.

  They started in her groin and spread to her legs, up her abdomen to her nipples, which Mark still teased, and then out to her fingertips. When they traveled back down to her clit, and finally over her legs and feet, a second climax exploded.

  She could hardly breathe through it. All she knew was that she never wanted it to stop, and she’d never felt anything so damn fucking good.

  What Brett described as quick felt like hours to her. His thrusting increased in speed, and he pushed deeper inside her. She couldn’t get enough of it. Mark watched, his eyes glazed over and his mouth open, and she found that so damn sexy that another orgasm began to build.

  When Brett finally came, he cried out loudly and then held her for a moment before he pulled out. He took off his condom and lay next to her, stroking her breasts while Mark took his place between her legs.

  Mark put on his condom but didn’t use more lube before he slipped his dick into her pussy. There was no need to. She was so wet it embarrassed her. He thrust deeper and rougher than Brett had, but Nita didn’t mind. It was so raw and dirty having them both here, watching her, watching each other, and touching her at the same time. Nothing in her wildest imagination had prepared her for the reality of making love with two men at the same time. Nothing Celina had described had come close to what she now experienced.

  Mark pulled out before he came and asked her to turn over. She thought he was going to try anal sex with her, but all he did was slide his cock back into her pussy from behind. At this angle, each thrust massaged her clit, and she came again before she even had time to process it. Brett kissed her while the contractions went on and on, and Nita simply tried to keep breathing once more.