Chasing Felicity [Passion Peak, Colorado 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  “Felicity, I’m still here.” His voice was quiet and tender, but what did that actually change?

  She looked into his eyes. “I know, but you won’t be forever.”

  “Then let’s not think about it for tonight and tomorrow, at least.” He cut his gaze to Maverick over her head. “We worked hard to get to this point because we both care about you. Let’s take this one day at a time. Please?”

  She turned to glance at Maverick. “Are you all right with that, too? I need to know.”

  “Absolutely.” He didn’t even hesitate. “I can do that, Felicity.” Maverick put his arm around her, too, and she sat back against the cushions and thought about everything that had happened since the parade. That morning now seemed like a lifetime ago. This was what she wanted, but could she simply continue, knowing that Kane might leave one day?

  If she didn’t, she’d regret it for the rest of her life, and she knew that as sure as she knew her own name. Just the fact that they’d been able to come together at all was huge, and she knew that as well. They both cared about her, otherwise they wouldn’t be here right now, determined to make this a fun evening for her. There was nothing to lose except her heart, and she’d already done that.

  A smile forced its way up before she could stop it, but it didn’t matter. She knew it was true. Her heart already belonged to them. It was too late to turn back, and she didn’t want to, regardless. Felicity glanced over the railing of the balcony, but only saw shadows. “What’s down there?”

  “Picnic tables,” said Maverick. “But no one is out tonight. Why?”

  She gave him a sly smile, and then she shrugged off their arms and stood up, facing them. “Because I wanted to be sure no one but you two could see me do this.” Felicity took off her sweater, and then she unhooked her bra and took that off, too. She had no idea if the soft light spilling out from Maverick’s bedroom illuminated her body for them, but judging by the way they’d both gone slightly slack-jawed and stared at her boobs, she thought it must shed enough light for them to tell what she’d just done.

  “Don’t stop there, sweetheart.” Maverick’s voice held that same note of command she’d heard the first time he’d spanked her, and it sent a shiver up and down her spine. “Keep going.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Oh, I like that,” said Kane. “Can she call me by a title as well?”

  “Sure. What would you like her to call you?”

  “I don’t know.”

  “Felicity, just call us both ‘Sir,’” said Maverick. “That will keep things simple until we each have blood in our brains again and can come up with a better solution.”

  She bit back a giggle at his words. “Yes, Sir.”

  Maverick addressed Kane. “Do you know what safewords are?”

  He nodded. “I think so. They’re words a sub can call to stop the scene, right?”

  “To stop it, or if she needs something adjusted. We used three last time. Red to stop the scene, no questions asked, yellow if she needs to pee, needs water, or needs something adjusted, and green if she likes what I’m doing and wants me to keep going, or up the intensity.”

  “Easy enough to remember.” He glanced at her. “Didn’t he tell you to keep going, baby girl?”

  She sighed as she unbuttoned her jeans. “Yes, Sir.” Tonight, she could pretend she had two Doms, just like Carma, Angela and Summer did. Tonight, she would be a real sub, and she would willingly submit to these two sexy, incredible men who sent her heart racing and her mind to dark, erotic places. She slid the jeans down her thighs, and then removed her boots and took off the jeans completely.

  “Nice,” said Maverick. “Very pretty, Felicity. I almost hate to tell you to take those off.”

  “But do it anyway,” said Kane, grinning.

  “Yes, Sir.” She took off the panties and tossed them on top of the rest of her clothes.

  “You know what I’d like her to do right now?” asked Kane, glancing at Maverick.

  “What’s that?”

  “Give us each a blow job.”

  Maverick grinned and tossed a cushion on the floor, and she knelt in front of them and waited.

  “Good girl, Felicity. Very good. Kane gets to go first because it was his idea. Take out his cock. And sweetheart, just so you know, I want to watch you swallow his cum.”

  “Oh…yes, Sir.” Felicity’s pussy was soaked at Maverick’s words. This was already so fucking sexy, and she hadn’t done anything yet except get naked. She scooted closer to Kane and took his dick out of his jeans with trembling fingers. He slid them down further so that she could reach his balls, too. She licked up and down his shaft, loving the salty, musky taste, and the way he moaned softly and grabbed her hair.

  Maverick rubbed the front of his jeans as he watched, almost lazily, but the effect was to make Felicity so damn hot that she was ready to burst. She licked Kane’s balls, and he groaned loudly now. She alternated tasting his balls and his cock for a few moments, until he pushed her head closer.

  “For God’s sake, Felicity. Suck my fucking cock before I fucking die here.”

  She bit back another giggle and took him into her mouth, relaxing her throat muscles to get as much of him inside as possible. He held her head with both hands and she had to fight not to gag, but after a few seconds she grew used to it and wrapped her lips tightly around his shaft as he fucked her mouth, rough and deep. She loved it.

  Her pussy was gushing now, and her clit throbbed. The harder he fucked her mouth, the closer her orgasm inched. When he exploded inside it, he cried out loudly, and she struggled to swallow every delicious drop of his hot cum. He’d barely finished when Maverick was sliding her over in front of him.

  “Sweetheart…that was so fucking hot. I want the same thing.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She didn’t even have to take his dick out of his jeans. He had them down and was holding it with one hand before she could position herself in front of him. He was so ready to let go. She took his cock into her mouth, and like Kane had done, Maverick held her head with both hands and thrust it in deeply. Felicity’s mouth hurt, but she didn’t care. She wrapped her lips around his dick and let him fuck her mouth fast and furious, until he cried out loudly and filled it with hot, salty cum. This time, she swallowed all of it, and when he withdrew, he pulled her onto his lap and cradled her in his arms.

  “Jesus Christ,” whispered Kane. “I’ve never watched that in real life. It’s such a fucking turn-on. Felicity…I’m hard all over again. I want to fuck you, baby girl. I want to watch Maverick fuck you.”

  “I want to fuck you in the ass while Kane fucks you in your pussy,” said Maverick, “And then we’ll switch.” He glanced down into her face, his eyes blazing with emotion. “We’ll use condoms for the anal. Will you let us do that, sweetheart?”

  “Oh, yes…Yes, Sir.” She’d never done that, but then, neither had they.

  “But first,” said Kane, “I believe we still owe her a punishment, don’t we?”

  Maverick grinned. “I almost forgot.” He placed Felicity on her feet. “Pick up your clothes and come with us, sweetheart. It’s playtime.”

  Felicity practically ran back into Maverick’s bedroom. She’d barely had time to dump her clothes on a chair before Kane picked her up in his arms and carried her over to the spanking bench. She squealed in delight as he placed her in front of it. “Show me what to do.” He sounded out of breath, but she didn’t think that was from carrying her. His cock was sticking straight up, red and ready again.

  “She knows what to do,” said Maverick. “Drape yourself over it, Felicity. Kane, follow me.”

  She did as Maverick commanded, and then glanced to her left to watch them take things out of a dresser drawer. Out came the cuffs he’d used on her the other night, a bottle of lube, condoms, and two floggers. One was the purple one she’d seen before, and the other looked like a bouquet of leather roses, complete with thorns. “Holy Mother of God,” she muttered.

  Mav
erick glanced over at her sharply. “Was that a safeword, Felicity?”

  “No, Sir. Just admiring the roses.”

  Maverick grinned in a way that forced a moan from her. “You won’t be admiring them in a few minutes, sweetheart. Now keep your eyes on the floor or we won’t flog you with it.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Every nerve ending was on fire. She wanted these two sexy men to use that rose flogger on her, and then fuck her silly, taking turns or at the same time. She didn’t care. As long as they both touched her, kissed her, and put their dicks inside her. She was on fire for them like she’d never been for anyone before.

  They were incredible individually and had each taken her to new heights of passion. But together, this was almost unbelievable. Was this what Carma, Angela, and Summer got to experience every day? How did they do anything else? How did they even think of anything else? How did they walk the next day?

  That thought almost forced up another giggle, but Felicity held it back. She didn’t want to give them any reason to stop. The cuffs were fitted around her wrists, with Maverick explaining safety precautions to Kane, such as how to check for the right fit and to make sure that when they were locked down, her limbs weren’t bent at odd angles or positioned in a way that might allow her to get hurt.

  They then did the same thing to her ankles, and Felicity waited, her entire body tensed. The first sensation wasn’t a flogger, or even a hand. It was a soft caress on her face, and that was followed by Maverick’s sexy voice in her ear. “I’m going to blindfold you, sweetheart. This way you won’t know who is doing what unless we tell you. Do you remember your safewords?”

  “Yes, Sir,” she whispered. He slipped a silky piece of cloth over her eyes and tied it behind her head. She listened to them muttering in low tones and moving around her, but she didn’t know who was doing what, and she couldn’t make out their words. Everything was enhanced, and at first it was overwhelming and a bit fearful, but after a few seconds she was all right. She had her safewords. They wouldn’t hurt her.

  She heard another call from a loon outside and the howl of a coyote in the distant hills. She caught the scent of Kane’s cologne, musky and woodsy. Had she been able to smell it before? She couldn’t remember. It didn’t matter. All she could focus on now was the stinging sensation as what felt like a thousand tiny tails of thick leather struck both ass cheeks at the same time. It had to be the rose flogger, because the purple one hadn’t had this kind of an after-bite. She loved it.

  Felicity sighed and let her body go limp, slipping into that same exquisite state of pain and pleasure combined that Maverick had sent her to. When the sensation changed slightly, she heard Maverick’s voice giving Kane pointers every few strikes, but it sounded as though it came from far away. Both men were strong, and each one had an effective throw. Her ass cheeks were on fire, and her pussy was so wet that her juices trickled down one thigh. The flogging really hurt, but she didn’t want them to stop.

  When they did, someone held a bottle of water to her lips and she drank until it started to dribble down her chin. “What color are you, sweetheart?” asked Maverick.

  “Green, Sir.”

  “Good girl. We’re so proud of you right now.” His words sent shivers up and down her spine.

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  She thought they were going to flog her again or switch to another toy, but instead she heard rustling, as though they were removing their clothes, and then a liquid sound and a condom wrapper. She began to moan softly when a warm, wet finger slipped into her asshole. At the same time, someone knelt underneath her and tongued her clit, then her nipples. As the climax began to draw close, the finger in her asshole was withdrawn, and he teased the same opening with his dick. She didn’t know who it was, but the other man was now teasing her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers, while his mouth sucked and licked her clit.

  As the orgasm crashed over her, Felicity cried out in pleasure. He slid his dick into her anus, gently and slowly, and she heard him groan in pleasure. It didn’t hurt, and her climax was still going on, but the man playing with her nipples and clit didn’t let up.

  Felicity began to cry, but not from pain. She’d never known such exquisite pleasure. So many emotions bubbled up that she couldn’t process them all. She didn’t have to. These two men would take care of her. All she had to do was let them fuck her, play with her, and tease her into a frenzy. It was all she wanted to do. She wanted to stay right here, with both of them, for the rest of her life.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  The man inside Felicity’s asshole withdrew, and she heard him take off his condom. The other man stopped licking her clit and playing with her nipples, and then her anus was once again filled with a lubed finger, and she heard him put on a condom. This time, when the other man slipped his dick into her asshole, the second one gently caressed her breasts, kneading them in his strong hands. The effect was just as arousing, and she was shocked to realize she was going to come again.

  He fucked her asshole gently, and not for as long as the other one had done, but it felt just as amazing, and when he pulled out, she was closer to an orgasm, but it hadn’t quite crested yet. The effect was to leave her breathless, panting, and wanting much more. Someone held water to her lips and she drank again. This time, it was Kane who whispered in her ear. “What color are you, baby girl?”

  “Green, Sir.”

  “Good girl. Maverick and I are so proud of you.”

  “Thank you, Sir.” It sent another shiver up and down her spine to hear Kane using the same words as Maverick had, and to hear the dominance in his voice. She had two Doms now, at least for as long as this lasted. No. She mentally shook away that thought. She would not allow anything negative to intrude right now. This night was perfect, and she was going to enjoy every second of it.

  Someone was paddling her ass now with what felt like a wooden paddle. When the sting of a flogger struck her nipples from underneath as well, she cried out and tried to move away, but of course that wasn’t going to happen. She hadn’t given that any thought earlier—that two of them meant they could spank or flog more than one area at a time.

  Felicity slipped into that punch-drunk state again and simply let go. She wanted to do this for them. She wanted them to enjoy it as much as she did, and hoped that they were. Was this something Kane had always wanted to do? She had no idea. Other than him commenting on her saying she enjoyed being spanked, they’d never talked about it.

  She wasn’t sure which toy he was wielding right now, but both men seemed to be enjoying it, and that made her so happy that fresh tears stung her eyes under the blindfold. She could tell they had changed places because of the air movement near her as they did so, the sudden scent of Kane’s cologne past her nose, and the subtle differences in the way they struck her.

  Everything hurt, but she didn’t want them to stop. A string of moans and incomprehensible words filled the space around her, and she realized they were coming from her. Above them, she could hear the men grunting and breathing hard. The idea that they were working that hard to flog and paddle her body excited her even more as she pictured their muscled bodies, damp with sweat, and the veins standing out on their arms.

  Were their cocks still, hard, red, and dripping with pre-cum? Felicity moaned loudly as the climax crashed over her. To think that just picturing their dicks could do that to her was overwhelming, and she cried out loudly again as they continued punishing her ass cheeks and nipples. Her pussy contracted in huge spasms that spread out to her fingers and toes.

  When they stopped, she had to pee. “Yellow.”

  “What do you need, baby girl?” asked Kane.

  “Bathroom, Sir.”

  Her restraints and the blindfold were removed, and both men had to help her walk. Once she was inside, they gave her privacy, and after she’d taken care of her more immediate needs, she splashed cold water on her face. She wanted to sneak a peek at her ass cheeks, but she didn’t linger. She wanted to get
back to her men.

  One of them had placed a fur-covered, curved wedge on the bed. Maverick stood next to it, talking softly to Kane. When he saw her, he grinned and motioned her over. She stood next to the bed, and then he pulled her into his arms and stroked her back and hair. “Are you doing all right, sweetheart?”

  “Yes, Sir. Wonderful.”

  “Ready for more?”

  “Yes, Sir,”

  He released the embrace and kissed her gently on the lips. “All right then. On the wedge.” She crawled on, positioned her body in the curves, and then Kane slipped on the blindfold, kissing her gently on the lips as he did so.

  “Sir, are you enjoying this as much as Maverick is? I need to know.”

  “I’m loving it, baby girl,” he whispered.

  Felicity smiled and waited to see what they would do. Her wrists and ankles were wrapped in restraints again, but this time they were soft, as though they also were fur-lined. She was bound to the wedge when they finished, but it was so comfortable that she relaxed almost instantly. Hands caressed her ass cheeks and back, and she could tell the men were taking turns spanking her, but it was half-hearted now. Her ass cheeks felt like someone had poured hot coals over them, and while she didn’t mind being spanked right now, she was grateful they weren’t doing it seriously. She’d had enough impact play for tonight.

  She heard condom wrappers again, and then one of them was sliding his dick into her pussy. She sighed and moaned as each thrust grazed her sensitive spot inside. How many times could she realistically come in one night? She had a feeling she was going to find out. Her head was grasped by two strong hands, turned to the right, and then a wet dick teased her lips. She opened her mouth, and he slipped it inside.