Truth or Dare: Party Games, Book 2

by Rhian Cahill

Grant’s cock tented the front of his boxers so he couldn’t hide the way he was feeling, but he shifted so it wasn’t as in-your-face. He wasn’t convinced Miki understood what they wanted from her. “Miki, Dayne told you earlier what we want. We want far more than one night with you, so you can bet your sweet arse I’ll use everything in my power to convince you one night isn’t enough for any of us.”

  He pushed from the lounge and stood in front of her. “I want to fuck that cherry-red mouth while Dayne fucks your tight pussy.” Grant leaned in close. “I want to fuck your arse at the same time Dayne fucks your cunt. And I want to do it over and over again. Can you handle that?”

  Her eyes dilated and her breathing grew choppy so he knew his words got to her, but would she dare go through with it?

  “Have you done this before?” She searched his gaze with hers.

  “No. We’ve never wanted to share anyone but you, Miki.”

  She swung her gaze to Dayne who now stood beside him.

  “Grant and I are close. Really close, but we’ve never felt this way about anyone else. It’s you, Miki. You’re the only one who brings out this need to share with Grant.”

  The silence stretched between them like an invisible rubber band pulled tighter and tighter. Grant held his breath, his heart pounding in his ears, as he waited for Miki to run. He didn’t dare hope she’d agree to their demands now they’d detailed them so clearly.

  “Okay, I want to be the one you share.”

  Relief and excitement, quickly followed by unease, rushed through Grant as he let out his breath. If they were going to do this, make this work beyond one night, they had to be honest about everything. It wouldn’t work otherwise. It seemed they were going to be playing Truth or Dare all night.

  “There’s one rule.”

  “Rule?”

  “Yes. You hold nothing back and that includes your fear. If it doesn’t feel good or you’re unsure you say so and we stop. Re-evaluate. Understand?”

  She nodded, but Grant wanted to hear her say it.

  “Out loud, I want to hear the word, Miki.”

  “Yes, I understand.”

  “Good. Now strip.”

  Her gasp of surprise sent fresh longing through his veins, and he leaned in to taste her breath. He took her mouth with savage intent, thrusting his tongue deep to claim what would be his. She moaned and the sound caught between them as he stroked over hot moist flesh. Their tongues duelled until he’d coaxed hers out and sucked it hard. His hands found their way to her face and framed it, holding it in place so he could take what he wanted. It wasn’t enough.

  Grant broke the kiss and stared into her dilated eyes. “I want you naked. Now.” He let her go and stepped back.

  Dayne stood beside them, panting hard as though he’d been the one kissing Miki. His friend lunged forward, placing his mouth where Grant’s had just been. Dayne devoured her. The sight of the two of them together had Grant’s cock pulsing and pre-come oozing from the tip. Damn. That was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, and he’d watched some pretty dirty porno flicks in his time.

  “Jesus, let her go. I want her out of these clothes.” Grant stepped around them to the back of Miki and grabbed the zipper on her dowdy dress. He yanked it down all the way, exposing the smooth, creamy skin of her back. The temptation to lick her freckles was too much, so he bent forward and trailed his tongue the length of her spine. A moan slipped from her lips and he realised Dayne had let her loose.

  He stepped back and looked over her shoulder at his friend. They each grabbed a strap on her dress and pushed it down her arms. The thin material floated over her body and pooled at her feet, leaving her standing there in a matching bra and panties set. Lace the colour of ripe peaches covered her hips and arse. A thin strip crossed her back. Grant swallowed, the sight of all that gorgeous flesh barely hidden had his cock jerking in his boxers and splashing the front with a large wet patch.

  Grant couldn’t help himself, and he reached down and palmed her arse cheeks. The soft curves were warm beneath his hands. He plumped them, squeezed and groped until she moaned again. His fingers dipped lower, pushed the fabric of her panties into the crease and gave himself a tantalising glimpse of the heat to be found between her legs.

  Miki arched her back, shoving her arse into his grip while thrusting her breasts into Dayne’s hands. Grant watched his friend tweak her nipples through her bra. They hardened, poked at the cloth covering them, and he wanted to take one into his mouth. He wanted to lick and suck every part of her. Taste and tease them all until they came together in a fiery climax. And he wanted it now.

  “Bedroom. Now,” he growled.

  He grabbed Miki’s waist and pulled her away from Dayne. Walking her in front of him, he steered them from the room and down the hall. Grant stopped, unsure where it was they should take this.

  “Your room, it’s got the bigger bed and I think we’re gonna need plenty of room to move around.” Dayne flung open the door to Grant’s bedroom and they surged inside.

  The oversized bed dominated the room. His grandfather had made the headboard and foot rail by hand, and Grant had been thrilled to receive it for a house-warming present. He was glad he’d never brought another woman to the house before. It pleased him to know Miki would be the first to share his bed.

  Grant tumbled her onto the high mattress and she quickly turned and scrambled to the middle of the bed. He stood on one side while Dayne stalked to the other. Pleased to see his best friend was also breathing hard, Grant slid his hands into his boxers and pushed them off, revealing his erection. Dayne removed his underwear just as quickly and they crawled onto the bed at the same time. Miki’s gaze darted between them as though she wasn’t sure who to keep an eye on more, which one would reach her first. It didn’t matter who got there first, they both planned to have her.

  He placed one hand on her stomach and her breath hitched and her muscles tensed at his touch. Her creamy skin, laced with freckles, was like silk under his fingertips. One of Dayne’s hands cupped a breast, the tip still hard from his earlier attention, and Grant remembered what he’d wanted to do. Leaning forward, he wrapped his lips around her right nipple through her bra and sucked hard. She bucked off the bed and her fingers tangled in his hair as she pulled him closer. He looked up to see Dayne giving her other breast similar treatment and the image drove his arousal higher.

  His hand continued to caress her stomach, moving ever closer to the juncture of her thighs and the sweet heat waiting within. He slid his fingers beneath the elastic waist of her undies and tugged. She raised her hips and Grant grabbed a firmer hold and pulled the lace confection from her. Without letting go of her nipple, he turned his head to see Dayne’s hand on the other side of her underwear, and together they removed the garment from their ultimate prize. The scent of her cream floated up to meet him. Her legs lay slightly parted, her trimmed public hair glistening with the evidence of her need.

  Grant needed to taste her. Her nipple popped free of his mouth and he trailed kisses down her stomach until he reached the red hair covering her sex. He nuzzled her hip bone, the slope between thigh and torso. She writhed below him and he pushed on further, his tongue licking out to sample her essence. The slick liquid coated her sex and the top of her thighs. Sugar and spice and all things nice. The silly nursery rhyme played in his head but he had to agree. She was all sweet and tangy on his tongue.

  He groaned. “You have to taste her, Dayne.” His tongue probed deeper. “God, she tastes amazing.”

  Dayne joined him and Grant moved aside to allow his friend a taste. He watched in avid fascination as his mate began to eat at Miki’s pussy. Grant shifted on the bed, grabbing her knees, he pulled her legs wide and slid between them. Dayne still leaned over her hip, lapping at the cream spilling from her cunt. Reaching up, Grant thrust two fingers into her channel as Dayne sucked on her clit. She went off like a firecracker. Her orgasm taking them all by surprise.

  Miki thrashed on the bed and Grant us
ed his forearms to keep her legs pinned down and open to them. He could feel the gush of cream on his fingers as her clenching walls rippled along their length. Buried deep, he held his hand still and savoured the feel of her climaxing around him. The thought of how that was going to feel on his cock had his hips bucking and his erection dry humping the bedding.

  “Jesus. You’re gorgeous.”

  Dayne’s words dragged Grant back to earth and under control. He ground his teeth and fought not to come like a randy school boy. His fingers made a slurping noise as he removed them from her body and Grant brought them to his mouth so he could lick them clean. Miki’s slumberous eyes watched him as he consumed every drop of her cream. He kept his gaze on hers and knew the second her need took over her satisfaction. Good, because he wasn’t anywhere near done with her yet.

  Chapter Three

  Miki couldn’t believe the orgasm that had just ripped through her hadn’t killed her. She’d never come that hard in her life. Every sensation seemed double what she was used to, but then maybe that was because she had two men seeing to her needs. And she did need. She needed to feel one of those hard cocks buried inside her. Needed to taste their male flesh until she drove them over the edge as they’d done to her. Her muscles were weak, but she forced herself up on her elbows and stared at the two men sitting at the bottom of the bed.

  “More.” The request slipped from her trembling lips.

  Twin smiles graced their mouths and Miki couldn’t help but smile back. With a predatory air, she raised her arse from the bed and wiggled her hips.

  “So who’s going to fuck me first?”

  Where this wanton vixen came from she didn’t know, but she wanted to embrace her for one night. When neither of them moved she made the decision for them.

  “Grant, I dare you to fuck me. Dayne, I dare you to come up here so I can suck on your cock.”

  Damn, she’d never talked like this in bed before. Never had the nerve to ask for what she wanted and certainly hadn’t had the urge to direct things. Whatever it was that was going on inside her, Miki liked it. Liked the way the guys’ eyes dilated and their nostrils flared when she told them what she wanted. She liked the feeling of being in control. And she loved the way they looked at her as though they wanted to eat her alive. She grinned, whipped off her bra and lay back down.

  “Come and get me, boys.” Miki smiled at them and spread her legs wider. “I dare you.”

  Grant jumped off the bed and raced to the bedside drawers. He retrieved a handful of foil packets and tossed them on the bed next to her. Dayne crawled up her body until he was straddling her face, his cock inches from her mouth.

  “No, not like that.” Foil crinkled as Grant got ready. “I want to watch you suck him while I’m fucking your cunt.”

  Miki’s womb clenched. The raw words Grant used ramped up her arousal. Dayne moved to the side and she turned her head to take him. She breathed in his scent, the hot male smell driving her closer to madness. Lashing out with her tongue, she scooped up the pearly drop of come glistening on the crown. He jerked against her lips, spreading the moisture before she could lick it all up. A groan flew from his throat when she placed her lips around the head and sucked him deep.

  She took him to the back of her mouth, his hard length pulsing on her tongue. Barely started, Miki lost her rhythm when Grant raised her legs and lined his cock up with her opening. With one thrust, he drove himself balls deep, stretching her to the point of pain. Her body tensed, every muscle resisting the invasion. She moaned around Dayne’s cock and dragged air in through her nose in an attempt to relax.

  “Jeez, you’re so tight.” Sweat dripped from Grant’s forehead. “Am I hurting you?”

  Letting Dayne’s cock slip from her mouth, she shook her head. “Been a while.”

  “Crap.” The corded muscles in Grant’s neck and arms told her how tight he held on to his control. “Don’t move. Just give it a minute,” he ground out through gritted teeth.

  Dayne reached down to play with her clit, the soft stroke bringing pleasure that masked the small amount of pain still thrumming through her. She took his erection back into her mouth, used her tongue and teeth to drive him wild. As Dayne continued to ply her nub, Miki’s body relaxed and the rod buried in her depths no longer hurt. She rose up into Dayne’s touch, her hips rocking and driving Grant’s cock in and out in shallow pumps. Their movements started out slow and easy but soon turned urgent. Miki slurped at Dayne’s shaft with little finesse and plenty of enthusiasm. It was hard to keep a steady rhythm with Grant slamming into her pussy at the same time.

  After a few frantic minutes they settled into a measured pace that pushed them all closer to climax. Miki used her hands and fingers to tease any part of Dayne she couldn’t fit in her mouth. And she tightened her pelvic muscles to heighten Grant’s pleasure. She had both men on the verge of coming and the burst of power that knowledge gave her was exhilarating. Their orgasms were in her hands. She held the key to their enjoyment and she revelled in that control.

  Dayne’s fingers never left her clit and Miki found herself rapidly climbing up the peak again. She wouldn’t have thought it possible yet, but with Grant’s cock pounding into her core, the taste of Dayne’s pre-come on her tongue and his skilled touch on her clit, she soon discovered she was wrong. The balls in her hand pulled tighter and she knew Dayne was just as close to the edge as she was. She wrapped her legs around Grant’s thighs and surged up, slamming their hips together with each thrust.

  Grant’s hands slid under her arse and tilted her pelvis, the change in angle meant he struck her G-spot as he ploughed into her. Her pussy walls convulsed with the first waves of her climax. Grant groaned and thrust faster. Harder. Sensation splintered and Miki flew apart, her cry muffled by Dayne’s cock as he stroked in and out of her mouth, his fingers now tangled in her hair, digging into her scalp. He continued to drive his pulsing length between her lips as she rode out her orgasm. Grant rammed deep, held still and yelled her name as he came inside her.

  Miki turned her attention to Dayne, the only one of them still on the other side of bliss. She sucked hard, rolled her tongue over the sensitive crown and squeezed his balls. His sac drew up and throbbed against her fingers a second before hot jets of sperm hit the back of her throat. He shouted her name as he emptied his seed into her mouth. Mikaila swallowed, determined to take every drop. When the last spurt left his cock, he slipped from her lips with a small pop and collapsed onto the bed beside her.

  Panting for breath, Miki closed her eyes and flopped back on the pillow. Grant crawled up beside her. She didn’t know when he’d slipped free of her body and removed the condom, but he pulled her into his arms, her back to his chest. Dayne stretched out next to her and rolled onto his side to cover her front with his. They held her sandwiched between them and she couldn’t think of anywhere else she’d rather be.

  Satisfaction thrummed in her veins, the pleasure they’d delivered out of this world, and judging by the hardening cocks on either side of her it wasn’t over yet. She wasn’t sure she had the strength for round two, or would that be round three? First she wanted to lie here, surrounded by their solid bodies, and bask in the afterglow of sensational lovemaking. No, not making love, having sex. This was just sex. It couldn’t be anything more. But Miki had a suspicion the other emotion flooding her was contentment.

  Dayne buried his face in Miki’s neck and breathed in her scent. His cock jerked and filled with blood as the intoxicating aroma that was all Miki saturated his system. Her softness pressed against him sent another jolt of lust into his rejuvenating erection. She’d given him the best blow job of his life, but it had nothing to do with skill and everything to do with who was delivering the erotic act. Looking down and seeing her lips wrapped around his cock had been a fantasy come to life.

  It still seemed surreal to him, to be lying here with her. To be sharing her with Grant. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t dreamed of this moment, hadn’t fantasised
about it. In his youth his fantasies about Miki had been simple, pure novice-level imaginings, but as he’d aged and learned pleasures he’d never imagined, those ideas had bloomed into some downright dirty visions. He wanted to do so many things to Miki, with her. Things most people would consider depraved. Take what they’d just done. Very few ever had the opportunity or the guts to do what had just transpired on Grant’s bed.

  Blood surged into his cock as his mind flicked through his mental album of positions he’d collected over the years. All of them starring Mikaila. He was a prick to admit it, but he’d found himself pretending more than one bed partner had been her over the years. And now he had her right where he wanted her. Well, not quite. But he’d soon fix that. He reached behind him and felt for one of the many packets of condoms Grant had thrown on the bed earlier. His fingers curled around foil and he brought the protection up to his mouth. Clamping it in his teeth, he tore it open as he pulled away from Miki.

  Lying on his back, he quickly took care of business, his cock pulsing in his hand when he smoothed the latex on. Dayne reached over and grasped her waist. Lifting her from the bed he brought her over his body, Grant helped him, guiding her hips until she was poised above his throbbing erection. Miki wrapped her fingers around his length and lined the head up with her cunt. Slick heat enveloped him. Her tight hole fluttered as she lowed onto him and he thought he might lose it before he even got inside her.

  Inch by inch she took him in. Her pussy felt tight, almost too tight, even though Grant had fucked her senseless only minutes ago. He wouldn’t last long. The hot glove of her body would drive him out of his mind long before he had his fill of her. She slid the rest of the way down and they both groaned as her clit connected with his public bone.

  “Damn, you’re tight.” Dayne cupped her breasts in his hands, pushed them up and together, tweaked her nipples. “Ride me.”

  Grant’s hands remained on her hips as she began a slow rocking motion. Dayne played with her tits, tugged hard on her nipples. Grant moved a hand forward, sought the bundle of nerves between her legs, her hips bucked when he found it. Her body arched and she rode him harder. She looked like a sex goddess. With her head thrown back, her breasts thrust forward, Grant’s fingers fondling her and Dayne’s cock buried in her cunt, Miki gave him a visual he’d never forget.