by Lynn Stark
The man was grinning when they were released from the restraints and rolled over. Bliss tried to keep a displeased expression on her face, but he was irresistible as always. She smiled and stretched, feeling the delicious sting on her buttocks.
“With Christmas coming, you will be getting coal in your stocking,” Bliss warned Colt ominously, renewing the scowl on her face, before giving up and giggling.
As he stretched out beside her, he wrapped his fingers around her throat and lifted her chin. It was a confident, possessive action, forcing her to look up into his handsome face. “Mine,” he told her, his thumb pressing in lightly. The quivering of her pussy muscles radiated outward until she was trembling under his possessiveness. “Whatever I want, when I want it.”
Heat flashed over Bliss’s skin. It had been ages since Colt had uttered those fierce words. They stared into one another’s eyes as she whispered breathlessly, “Yes, always yours.”
A searing kiss was pressed to her lips. Colt plundered her mouth when Bliss’s lips parted, his tongue delving into the depths, tasting, teasing, retreating, only to repeat the process until she was wrapping her arms around his neck and holding on for dear life. She moaned and gave him everything, just as he wanted, just as he demanded. It were these expectations which gave her life with him special meaning. Colt gave her everything she needed and more. Though loving and playful by nature, he was equally tough and demanding. There were moments when they would have tickle fights, others when he would have her hanging from a chain and applying a lash against her sensitive skin.
A sob of raw pleasure left her lips as he rolled her onto her back and lowered himself on her, his body pushing her legs apart. His fingers were still wrapped around her throat when his cock pushed between the swollen lips of her sex. He pushed into her tight, cream-filled channel, filling her, stretching her with his large cock. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around him when he nudged her leg with his. Her ankles locked in the small of his back as he began fucking her hard, his cock like a piston within the confines of her vagina, gliding easily with the copious amounts of juices she was producing. When he tilted his hips he began stroking her G-spot. A moan of delight escaped her lips. He swallowed the sound, deepening the ongoing kiss, until she felt her pussy sending out tiny warning tingles.
It was a losing battle. Bliss wanted to hold off, tried to think of anything but the incredible pleasure she was experiencing. But Colt wasn’t having any of that. He released her mouth and her throat. As he stared down at her he caught her breast in his hand and squeezed. Not hard enough to bruise or to truly hurt her, but enough to once again tell her just whom she belonged to.
“I’m yours,” Bliss told him breathlessly. He pinched her nipple hard and she came. “I’m yours!” she screamed, her back arching off the bed as ecstasy wrapped tightly around her, her body and limbs feeling as if electricity buzzed off every inch of her skin. “I’m yours,” she whispered when she finally came down from the high. “I’m yours forever, Sir.”
Large hands stroked her damp face tenderly. Dark-blue eyes stared into hers. They were so full of love and heat that Bliss swallowed hard. Colt dropped a stinging kiss on her lips before withdrawing his hardening cock. Rising above her, he moved off, letting cooler air touch her body. She shivered and immediately found herself being wrapped in a blanket by Gilly. He smiled down at her, giving her a wink. She guessed he was the magician with the dildo. She returned the smile and turned on her side so she could watch Colt make love to Clarissa.
The man began at slender ankles, nipping and licking, while Clarissa forced herself to remain perfectly still. She nearly laughed when Avery attached his mouth to a rigid nipple and began suckling on it. His hand went to her other breast, lightly squeezing, his fingers sliding up to tug at her nipple. A moan slipped from her lips and her body arched. Bliss watched as the other woman’s control began to slip. Maintaining perfect control, when at the hands of their Master, was almost impossible at times. Colt knew exactly what to do to force them over the edge and into a realm of sensory overload.
As his mouth moved closer and closer to Clarissa’s pussy Bliss could see her entire body begin to quiver. She was so close. She bit her lip hard and pressed her eyes closed. Deep breaths were next. She was fighting, struggling, needing to hold out until the last.
The man was truly evil. Colt parted the swollen lips of Clarissa’s pussy just before his mouth descended upon it. A moan was torn from the woman he tormented as he sucked and licked creamy juices from burning flesh. Slender fingers curled around the sheets, yanking hard as her body began to writhe.
Bliss reached out and caught her lover’s hand, giving it an encouraging squeeze. Colt rose up and began biting his way up Clarissa’s body. They both loved this treatment. He nipped hard enough to make their flesh sting. Occasionally he would bite hard enough to leave a mark for a couple of days. Avery gave up his hold on her breasts as Colt bit the underside before he captured the rigid coral pink tip between his teeth and pulled.
Clarissa was panting hard now, her control being shredded by Colt’s rough loving. With smooth, practiced movements he had her legs up and over his broad shoulders. A moment later his cock was pushing roughly into her pussy, burying itself deep and withdrawing. They all watched, fascinated, as Colt fucked their lover hard and fast, plunging in and out of her soft, wet flesh. His fingers played with her clit, teasing it, until she began begging.
“Please, Sir! Please, Sir!”
“To whom do you belong?” Colt growled, grabbing her hips and holding them.
“You, Sir! I belong to you!”
Long fingers slid into Clarissa’s hair. He gave it a sharp yank, forcing her to open her eyes. “Come for me!”
Bliss winced as Clarissa screamed her release, her body bucking and shaking violently as Colt thrust into her until his own body bowed and jerked as he filled her pussy with cum.
The moment they quieted Bliss felt hands pulling at the blanket. She rolled onto her back to find Avery at her feet and Gilly crawling up beside her head. She opened her mouth and took the angry-looking red head of his swollen cock into her mouth, sucking him down. As she did so Avery settled between her legs and slid his cock into her pussy. She moaned around the cock sliding in and out of her mouth.
While Avery’s cock wasn’t as large as Colt’s, it did have a curve in it which, angled just right, hit her G-spot with surprising accuracy when he thrust into her pulsing channel. Her hips lifted to meet his. As he fucked her he began sucking on a breast while stroking the other. Pleasure shivered over her skin. Gilly slid a hand behind her head, holding it still as he began fucking her mouth. She licked along the heavy veins and swirled her tongue around the spongy head of his cock. The tip of her tongue teased the slit, licking away salty droplets of pre-cum before sliding beneath to stroke the flat plane beneath the head.
Moaning around his thick, throbbing flesh, Bliss hollowed her cheeks as she began sucking hard on his length as it slid in and out of her mouth. Gilly moaned moments later, then shouted with pleasure as his balls emptied and cum spurted over her tongue. She swallowed, sucking a bit more, as if she would have every drop, before releasing the man with a wet pop.
Gilly fell away from her, making her smile, just before Avery came hard, shouting his pleasure as he ground their pelvises together until he was completely, happily, drained.
Chapter Eleven
Gilly was ready to go to sleep. The last couple of hours had drained the last of his energy from him. But Avery was still going strong. After tenderly taking care of Clarissa and Bliss, then showering, they had all returned to the bed.
He had hoped to sleep since he had an early day. Every day was early for him. There was candy and other sweets to be made for the chocolate shop. Angel and Alex would be there at five o’clock. They would go over the list of what they wanted to offer that day, and then they would begin to prepare it.
As Avery crawled over Colt’s body, begging the man to love him, G
illy knew he should have gone to his own room. And he was about to do that, knowing no one would be angry or offended, when Colt said something which stopped him.
“Go put on something pretty. Do you have something blue to match your eyes?”
“It’ll take time,” Avery warned. “I want to be perfect for you.”
Colt raised a hand to stroke it down the side of Avery’s face. “You’re always perfect, baby. Now go dress for me.”
Gilly’s cock had begun to fill out the moment he realized what Colt wanted. He had loved seeing Avery dressed in the sexy female garments but he had only done so a couple of times. Gilly hadn’t been able to convince Avery to dress up again since then. He knew the other man suffered some insecurity about the way he liked to dress. And he could understand how Colt’s natural confidence bolstered Avery’s courage to don the feminine clothing to strut his stuff for him. While Gilly had been somewhat shocked, Colt hadn’t even blinked. In fact, he truly appreciated Avery’s uniqueness and was not above encouraging it as he was now. He knew exactly how to get Avery see how very special he was and not some kind of freak because he liked dressing in sexy lingerie.
Gilly started in surprise when Colt reached for him. He went willingly, loving how it felt to be all but crushed against the wide chest. He ran his fingers over the rock hard abs, up to the sculptured chest with the light covering of crisp black hair. Lowering his head he licked a flat male nipple, teasing it until it pebbled. His hand flattened over Colt’s stomach, stroking downward until he was cupping the man’s balls.
Colt’s swift intake of breath told him so much. Emboldened, Gilly stroked them gently, lifting to test the weight, stroking over the orbs within. Strong fingers beneath his chin raised his face to Colt’s. His pulse began racing as dark eyes looked at him with such love and heat. Their mouths met and locked. Strong teeth nipped at his lower lip. The sting was taken away by the tip of a tongue before it plunged into his mouth, stealing his breath away.
When the muscular arm around him tightened, and a hand wrapped around his cock, Gilly knew he had done the right thing by deciding to stay. Nothing had ever felt as right as being with these four people.
He was lost in the heat, the passion of Colt’s exploration of his body, right up until the moment an ice cold foot was pressed firmly to his right ass cheek.
“Holy fuck!” Gilly jerked out of Colt’s arms to turn to glare at the two giggling women wrapped in the blankets together beside him. “Go get your socks!” The tightening fingers around his cock recaptured his attention. He moaned. “I don’t think you spanked her enough.”
Colt chuckled and nuzzled his neck, sending shivers of pleasure over his skin. “Obviously not. Once she has her appointments finished tomorrow, she can go to your shop to do clean up in the kitchen.”
Since moving in with his lovers Gilly had learned many things about them. One of them was how much Clarissa hated kitchen duty of any kind. Well, aside from getting fucked on any flat surface in it. He didn’t know how well having her in his kitchen would go, but he would definitely make a point of not finding himself alone with her. Maybe he would put Angel in charge. The thought made him chuckle as he lifted his chin, giving Colt better access to his neck. The man sucked on his Adam’s apple, causing his cock to twitch.
Colt stroked him with long, smooth strokes. Somehow lube had magically appeared. Gilly moaned, his hips bucking, as he moved closer. He entwined a leg with the other man’s, pulling himself closer. His hands were restless over Colt’s body. He couldn’t get enough of touching it, exploring, and caressing.
Hot, pearly ropes of creamy liquid shot from his cock as Colt bit his earlobe and pulled. Gilly shouted his pleasure as fire raced along his veins. How had he ever thought sex felt good before he met these people? Because he hadn’t known there was a whole other level to it. With them it was raw, wild, and sensual, as well as tender, passionate, and extreme. Complexities and intricacies were opening him up to explore himself as a sexual being, expanding upon everything he had known up until this moment.
Before arriving in Silver, sex was a way of getting to know someone, to give and take pleasure, to hopefully develop into a lasting relationship. That had never happened, of course. Being who he was, bisexual, and wanting a ménage relationship, wouldn’t have worked anywhere else. It was a heaven sent message when his friend had told him about the town of Silver, where ménage relationships were the norm and not something people were scandalized by. It was the place for him and he had packed up and moved as soon as he was able to do so.
Gilly was nearly asleep with these happy thoughts buzzing lightly around his mind when tongues licking over his skin, over the cum smeared on his skin, woke him right up. He looked down to see Clarissa and Bliss cleaning it off both him and Colt. The sight made his cock twitch again and he moaned.
He so needed to sleep. He needed to go to his room. And he would have if the door hadn’t opened just then to reveal Avery standing there in the doorway, pausing dramatically with one hand high on the door jamb, the other on a cocked hip. Gilly nearly swallowed his tongue as his gaze moved hotly over the smaller man’s stunning body.
They all sat up on the bed to admire him fully. Silver-gold curls were fluffed and raked up onto the top of his head, held there by a large, sparkly butterfly clip. Teardrop pearls dangled from his earlobes. His delicate face was tastefully made up, his eyes shadowed in a way to give them a mysterious appearance.
A red feather boa was draped around his neck and a skimpy black leather skirt, and it really was little more than a band, hugged his narrow hips. Then there were the stockings. They were black, filmy, and held up by bright red, lacy garters. Gilly’s cock jumped up, begging for a piece of the beauty’s fine ass. On Avery’s feet were those damned red shoes with heels so high they should have been impossible to walk in. Maybe Avery had done him a favor by keeping them away from him. He would probably break an ankle if he attempted to walk in them.
Avery didn’t walk across the room when he left the doorway, he strutted. Gilly could feel the lust filling the room. He wasn’t the only one wanting a piece of the man. There was no jealousy in him when he realized Avery’s eyes were fixed on Colt. It was where he was drawing his strength from. Colt was his anchor in a world which hadn’t treated him well thus far.
Colt whispered something to one of the women. A moment later there was a control in his hand. Music filled the room. It was hot, sensuous, sliding around them. Without missing a beat Avery stepped up onto the long wooden bench at the end of the bed. In heels, the feather boa twitching, he began to move with the music, his body sexy, supple, and moving with sinuous grace.
When Avery turned, showing them his back, Gilly came hard. He groaned as cum spurted against his stomach. He couldn’t help himself. The back of the band-like skirt was laced up, giving a teasing display of his small ass’s cleft.
A saucy glance over his shoulder and Avery twitched his ass teasingly. Then he was spreading his legs wide and bending over, the end of the boa wriggling between his legs, caressing his smoothly shaven balls. Gilly got a good look at the red plug in the man’s tight asshole and became a little light-headed.
Colt climbed out of the huge bed to walk around to stand in front of Avery. Standing on the bench brought them almost eye to eye. Colt reached out and Avery went into his arms, wrapping his legs around the trim waist.
Avery giggled as he wrapped the boa around Colt’s neck. The man holding him growled playfully and leaned close to nibble on his neck, eliciting even more delighted giggles. They danced in the center of the room. Gilly watched as muscular buttocks and thighs flexed. He watched as Avery’s beautiful little rump came into view and saw that Colt was playing with the plug as the man wrapped around him began to hump his stomach.
Chuckling, Gilly fell back on the bed, but found the space occupied by two women involved in a little girl on girl action. He groaned as his cock stirred. Not with any real enthusiasm, but there was still some life in the old
dog. He really needed to get some sleep. But when there was so much going on in the room, he didn’t even know which way to look let alone fall asleep. There was absolutely no chance he was leaving the room. Colt was whispering in Avery’s ear now as they moved around it, wrapped around each other.
Scooting over he settled back against the pillows. Gilly did his best to ignore Bliss and Clarissa, who were in the classic sixty-nine position, each delicately licking the clit of the other, as Colt carried Avery back to the bed.
This is what it must feel like to be old he thought as he let his eyes drift shut for a moment. He was involved with four of the hottest, sexiest people he had ever met and all he wanted to do was sleep. His cock wanted to sleep. It was tired and even now was nestled snugly against his balls.
Though he was still aware, not so much as an eyelid twitched as female screams of pleasure filled his ears. There was a surprised yelp and the bed bounced. He didn’t care. His brain was fuzzy and his body felt weightless. Sleep. Yes, sleep was good. Not as good as making love with his partners, but at that moment it was the only thing he craved.
The mattress was moving again and Gilly frowned. He wished they would quit moving around. Something cold hit his leg, but he didn’t even flinch as Clarissa warmed her feet on him. Bliss was cuddling close on the other side, giggling. They were such brats and he should tell them to go away, but he didn’t have it in him.
Finally something soft was pulled over his body. It brushed his skin then settled. A sigh of pleasure left his lips even as he finally fell asleep.
* * * *
Once again Avery felt like he was the sexiest creature on the planet. Colt kissed, caressed, held, and looked at him as if he were the dream every man had. Strong hands lifted him up until he straddled powerful thighs. The man’s cock was a bold statement of blatant desire. It was resting against a stomach so lean and flat that the veins were visible, twisting paths upward from his groin.