Alpha Mate [Alpha Protectors 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Lyzie Carlisle

  Cole knew he would never love another like he loved Emily. Would he spend the rest of his life without her love, or anyone else’s? He didn’t think anyone could ever take her place, if she didn’t love him.

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  Lacy was sitting by herself at one of Emily’s tables. The lunch crowd had left and Emily was ready to eat. Lacy motioned her over.

  “Come have lunch with me,” Lacy said. “How are you liking Jase and Cole?”

  Emily didn’t think it would hurt to be honest with Lacy. “I like them a lot.”

  “You all were really going at it at Jase’s house the other day.” She smiled at Emily like a cunning fox. “Looked like you enjoyed what they did to you.”

  Emily felt her face heating. “I did enjoy it. I’d never done that before, but I had a great time.”

  “I’ve had some crazy lovemaking with Trey and Derek, too. Have Jase and Cole made you kneel on all fours so they can take you from behind?”

  Emily thought of the time that Cole did take her from behind, but she’d been on the bed with Jase lovin’ on her at the same time. That Trey and Derek took Lacy from behind while she knelt on the floor was rather shocking. “Not that way.” She wasn’t being exactly clear with that reply, but Lacy didn’t need to know everything.

  “Have they tied you up, yet?” Lacy asked.

  “No! Did Trey and Derek do that to you?”

  “Yeah.” Lacy smiled, a dreamy look on her face. “It was amazingly sexy and decadent. I had fantastic climaxes while they had me tied up.”

  Emily was shocked again. “What did they tie you to?”

  “It was just a four-poster bed. But that really did the trick. Have they used a dildo on you yet?”

  Good grief, Lacy asked a lot of questions. Emily hated to reveal her ignorance about sex, but she wanted to know. “What’s a dildo?”

  “It’s a cock-shaped thing that they slide inside your openings. It made me really hot and aroused by the time they took it out and we had sex. I bet you’d like it.”

  Emily couldn’t imagine taking part in something like that. But then Lacy and Trey and Derek seemed to genuinely care very deeply about each other. They really seemed to love each other, and she didn’t believe the guys would ever hurt Lacy.

  Emily had finished her lunch just in time. She noticed some people come in and sit in her section. “I’ve got to wait on those people. Talk to you later. Enjoyed eating with you.”

  “Me, too,” Lacy said and smiled. “We should get our guys to take us dancing some night at my brother’s dance hall.”

  “Okay,” Emily agreed. “Let’s do that.” She wondered if her guys liked to dance.

  Chapter Ten

  That night, Emily decided to ask Jase and Cole about what Lacy had told her about different ways of having sex. When they picked her up at her house, she told them what Lacy had mentioned that she’d never heard of before.

  Cole smiled at her. “Want to give it a try?”

  “Yes, I would.” She looked at him seriously. “Lacy seemed to enjoy it.”

  Cole smiled warmly at her. He looked at Jase and they gave each other that look.

  When they arrived at Cole’s house, he helped her out of his truck. “Follow me,” Cole said, as he led the way into the house.

  His home was surrounded by paddocks with beautiful cutting horses that he trained to sell. The red brick ranch-style home was landscaped in the same style as Jase’s. Inside, she saw that Cole’s home was as professionally decorated as Jase’s, although Cole’s had a warmer more cozy look with overstuffed sofas and armchairs covered in brown leather. The big living room had a vaulted ceiling with a huge fireplace on one side. The heavy-looking carved wooden mantle held sculptures of cowboys riding cutting horses in action. On the coffee table there was a big trophy of a cowboy riding a big bull. Cole must have won the trophy. The floor was brown terra cotta tile and several Navajo rugs were used in front of the fireplace between the furniture, and in the hallway.

  They passed a huge dining room that led to the kitchen and went directly to the hallway that led to the bedrooms. He opened a door to a spacious bedroom decorated as nicely as the living room. There was a huge four-poster bed in the center of one wall.

  “Come on in.” Cole held the door wide for her to walk inside. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”

  “Yes, I am. I want to know what it’s like,” Emily assured them.

  Cole pulled the cream-colored bedspread off the bed and dropped it in a pile on the floor.

  “Take all your clothes off and climb onto the bed, babe,” Jase said.

  He and Cole proceeded to help her remove all of her clothes until she was naked. “Aren’t you going to undress?” she asked.

  “We’ll get to that in a few minutes,” Cole said. “Stretch out in the middle of the bed on your back.”

  She did as he said and wondered why both of them sounded so serious all of a sudden.

  “No pillow.” Jase took the pillow from under her head and tossed it on an expensive-looking chaise lounge beneath the tall curtained window.

  Without a pillow she felt almost upside down. Cole opened a drawer in the dresser that faced the end of the bed on the opposite wall. There was a mirror above it and it was slanted down just enough that she could see herself in it. Oh, no.

  They returned to her, holding long black silk scarves in their hands and proceeded to wrap them around her wrists and ankles. After that they spread her arms and took hold of the ends of the scarves around her wrists. They tied the ends to the two posts on either side of the headboard. With her hands and arms secured to the posts she was almost helpless. Jase retrieved the pillow, lifted her hips with one hand and slipped it under her.

  Her hips were higher than her head, and that felt awkward. Next, they grasped her ankles in their big hands and slowly spread her legs toward the posts on either end of the footboard. They tied the ends of the scarves to the posts. Now she was open to them. They could easily see her wet, sensitive flesh. Just the thought was naughty and made her ache. Her fluids gathered at her opening. She was sure they could see that, too. Hell and damnation, what had she agreed to? But she wasn’t going to cry off and run scared.

  She wanted to experience what Lacy had raved about in this position. She had no fear that Jase or Cole would do anything to hurt her. She trusted them.

  They started undressing, facing her so that she could watch them remove every piece of clothing and bare themselves to her. As they unfastened their clothes, their already stiffened cocks sprang free, the heads dark and engorged with cum dripping from the slits on the rounded tops. She enjoyed that but it aroused her even more. Heat built between her thighs. Both of them were already aroused, by the size of those hard cocks. They moved to stand on opposite sides of the bed.

  She wished they would touch her, caress her nipples and her folds. She could already feel the fluids gathered at her opening dripping down her slit, and thought how good their cocks would feel tantalizing her there.

  Cole took a tube of something from the drawer of the side table on her left. He opened it and squeezed a clear fluid onto his fingers. He leaned over her and spread the liquid on her nipples and areolas. It was room temperature and didn’t chill her, but his touch made her nipples pebble and harden as another surge of burgeoning heat streaked to the aching opening between her legs.

  Jase took a tube of something from the drawer in the side table on his side of the bed to her right. He took a big dollop of clear liquid on his fingers and spread it along her slit and into her opening. It was pleasantly warm and increased the hot aching sensation in her pussy.

  They both moved to the end of the bed. “You’re beautiful, babe, all pink and wet. I want to touch you there. All right with you, Cole?”

  “Yeah, that sounds good.” Cole smiled at her. His cock rose even more as he gazed at her.

  The little muscles around her vagina clenched as she thought of Jase touching her.

  He le
aned toward her from his corner of the foot of the bed, reached his hand between her wide-open thighs and, without touching any other part of her, positioned the end of one finger at her opening and slid his long finger inside her.

  She gasped and jerked with the aching sensations as he slowly caressed her.

  He watched her, his eyes meeting hers as he delved deeper and she tilted her hips, aching for relief. Then he looked at the mirror behind him, and she followed his gaze to see exactly what he was seeing from his vantage point at the foot of the bed. In the mirror she saw his hand between her spread thighs, his middle finger sunk to the hilt inside her opening. As she watched in the mirror, spellbound, he pulled his finger out, oh, so slowly, and slid it back in and kept it there inside her passage.

  Watching his action between her legs and feeling the caresses at the same time, made the resulting hot ache even more intense. Her muscles clenched around his finger, and she dug her heels into the mattress. She wanted to squirm from the aching heat, but she couldn’t move with her legs stretched apart and tied to the posts.

  Suddenly she felt a squeezing sensation in her nipples. From her prone position flat on the bed, she could see them clearly, and the soft skin was puckered from the drying fluid on them.

  “How does it feel to have my finger inside you,” Jase asked, pulling her attention back to what he was doing to her.

  “It feels good,” she said, her voice a soft rasp.

  “Great. I’m going to keep it there for a while.” He smiled knowingly at her.

  She wondered why that was all he planned to do at first and then she knew. She was becoming more and more aroused with just his finger inside her. The sensation of having it there was almost maddeningly arousing.

  “You can’t climax until I say so,” Jase said.

  “I can’t?” She didn’t believe that.

  “No. If you do, you’ll have to take the consequences.”

  “What consequences?” She felt rebellious with his finger unmoving inside her. She wondered just when those wonderful climaxes Lacy told her about were supposed to happen.

  “Cole, I think you better give her a taste of what will happen if she misbehaves.”

  “Good idea. Can‘t have any of that.” Cole took another tube of something from the drawer beside him and squeezed out a dollop of clear, shiny gel. With his other hand he lifted her hips and rubbed the fluid on her bottom.

  Heat spread everywhere his fingers rubbed. Her arousal intensified. “Cole! What are you doing?”

  “This won’t hurt you, sweet, but it will arouse you more without giving you a climax, as a penalty for misbehaving.”

  She almost laughed. So, she was supposed to allow them to do what they wanted or else. The problem was she didn’t have much choice in the position she was in. She couldn’t take them seriously.

  They gave each other a look and reached to stroke her thighs with one hand, both of them at the same time. It wasn’t quite enough to bring her to climax either, but it served to make her pussy ache even more.

  “I think she’s learned her lesson and is ready,” Jase said, his eyes meeting hers.

  Finally, they would bring her the climax she needed so desperately.

  Cole opened another drawer in the side table and removed a little box. Her stomach did a little flip in trepidation. What would they do now? She watched him as he took something out, but she couldn’t see what it was.

  “This is a dildo.” Cole met her gaze as he covered it with fluid.

  So, she wasn’t going to get her climax she desperately wanted yet.

  Jase lifted her hips and she closed her fists tight in anticipation of what they would do to her next. She didn’t have long to wait.

  Cole parted her butt cheeks with the fingers of one hand, smoothed something cool over her tight hole, and pressed the object he held against the center of her puckered ring. She wanted to buck her hips upward with the sensation.

  “Don’t move.” Jase’s voice sounded deep and authoritative.

  She stilled and couldn’t help but concentrate on the feelings as Cole ever so slowly pressed the thing he held deeper inside her through that little hole. She felt stretched.

  “You all right?” Cole asked.

  “Yes.” She couldn’t help hissing at them. She was frustrated and wanted to climax.

  Cole continued to push the thing into her. She began to feel fuller than she had before with just Jase’s finger inside her passage. She looked in the mirror which they were both careful not to block from her view. She could see part of the flesh-colored, finger-sized object between the tips of Cole’s fingers and her slit. She watched fascinated as it disappeared inside her while he pushed more of it into her.

  He stopped. “It’s in place.” Cole let go of the end of it.

  She could see in the mirror that the end was like a round bulb.

  “How do you feel?” Jase asked.

  “I feel stretched and full.” She looked at him and met his serious gaze.

  “Is it uncomfortable?” he asked.

  “No. I mainly feel full.”

  “Good.” Jase moved the finger that was inside her.

  That motion pleasured her and gave her an even fuller feeling. He stroked her deep inside and pressed against her rectal passage. It was a good feeling, as well as arousing.

  “Look at yourself in the mirror,” Jase said. “See how your pussy is dripping wet?”

  She could clearly see that fluids seeped from her opening down around her stretched little ring and the dildo.

  “I’d like to lick you and taste you from your clit to your creamy opening.”

  Jase’s words reminded her of how he’d done that before, and the vision that brought to her mind took her closer to her climax.

  His finger moved in and circled her passage, pressing and stroking her rectal passage and finally her sweet spot.

  She moaned at the intense sensation. Muscles throughout the length of her body, including her arms and legs, clenched and her back arched. Her hips curved upward giving them a better view of her pussy.

  He pulled out of her and slipped back in, her fluids making it so easy for his finger to glide.

  “Touch her, Cole.”

  She watched Cole, meeting his gaze as he moved closer, touched her sensitive flesh, and massaged her tight ring. She wanted to squirm and wiggle her hips. He took hold of his cock. She looked away from his heated gaze and watched his hand as he spread the drop of cum around the swollen head. Watching him, the hot aching in her clit and folds seemed to increase even more, as his actions aroused her. She wanted him inside her, sliding in and out. His hand left his cock and he lifted her hips again.

  “Look in the mirror,” he rasped. “You’re dark rose and wet all over with your cream.” He took hold of the end of the dildo and gave it a little tug.

  She couldn’t stop the moan of pleasure that escaped her.

  Jase stroked in and out of her faster, tapping his finger against her swollen, most sensitive flesh inside.

  Her body tensed, a moan sharpened in pitch, her muscles clenched, her back bowed, and her climax slammed through her. Her hips bucked, and her muscles contracted hard over and over again through her passage and belly. Even deep in thrall with ecstasy, she could feel the hard pulses in her rectum around the dildo. The contractions continued on and on as Jase never stopped stroking her inside her opening, and Cole never stopped moving the dildo. She wanted to draw her knees up but she couldn’t. She wanted to move her hips, but she could barely do that, and all of it made the orgasm more intense. She was helpless against Jase and Cole’s manipulation of her body. They continued to caress her and another climax rocked her. She pulled against the scarves that held her wrists tied to the bed posts.

  “Oh, God,” she cried out, and gasped for air. Her flesh felt so swollen. She looked in the mirror, fearing her mound was huge. She saw Jase and Cole’s hands caressing her, drawing out her orgasm.

  Cole moved the dildo another f
raction and her hips jerked. The pulses didn’t stop, and when she thought the orgasm was fading, Jase stroked hard on her sweet spot and another climax kicked in, making her hips buck again. With her thighs spread wide, she was captive to Jase and Cole pleasuring her body. She could do nothing. She watched, helpless to do anything but feel their strong hands stroking between her legs and inside her, making her climax.

  “Jase, Cole, I can’t take any more.” She panted for breath. “Enough.”

  “Look in the mirror,” Jase ordered.

  She found herself doing exactly as he said, as if he’d hypnotized her. She watched as he slowly removed his long, glistening wet finger from her passage so slowly that her hips jerked again with a little orgasmic contraction. When Jase’s finger was out of her, Cole tugged on the dildo and ever so slowly pulled it out by fractions at a time. Her inner muscles clenched and contracted with the friction on her tight hole and she closed her eyes.

  “Look at me, sweet,” Cole said. She opened her eyes and met his burning green gaze as slowly, so slowly, Cole eased the dildo out of her.

  Jase handed him a tissue and Cole wiped her quickly and thoroughly. Even those gentle touches pleasured and tormented her sensitized flesh.

  Jase lifted his hand that held a wet washcloth and began wiping her slit, from her clit to her tight hole.

  “Was that good for you, babe?” Jase’s gaze met hers.

  “Yes. That was unbelievable.”

  Cole went into the bathroom and returned with another wet washcloth. He wiped her breasts with the warm terry cloth, and then Jase lifted her hips, and Cole wiped her butt cheeks where he’d spread the heat-inducing cream.

  After they returned from leaving the cloths in the bathroom, he and Jase moved to the top of the bed and untied her wrists from the posts. She sat up and stretched her arms and wiggled her wrists while they moved to the foot of the bed and untied her ankles. They slowly unwrapped the silk scarves from her ankles and pulled them off, caressing her skin as they did so.