by Marla Monroe
Zander’s chuckle didn’t comfort her either. What did they want from her? Were they trying to drive her insane? She was already there. All that was missing was the padded room and straitjacket.
“I can’t stand it any longer. I need to taste her juices. I can smell her, and it’s got my cock so hard I’m going to be able to trace the zipper pattern on it from my jeans.” Zander pushed back from her and disappeared from sight.
Tag chuckled. “Take them off, man. They’ll just slow you down later anyway.”
She could hear Zander off to the side then the sound of more rifling of clothing. She could almost see him in her head, stripping out of the denim to reveal his stiff, hard cock and heavy balls. She’d never seen them, but imagined from the way he’d felt pressed against her that he was quite large.
The bed dipped at her feet and hot skin pressed between her thighs, shoving them wider apart. Zander was there. Right next to her aching pussy. She felt a puff of warm air across the wet sensitive lips just before his tongue laved her from slit to clit.
“Fuck!” Nothing could have stopped her from crying out or the moan that followed.
“Later, kitten. Right now I’m enjoying my delicious treat for being such a good boy and giving you time to get to know us,” Zander said in a husky, strained voice. “And you do taste good, so very good.”
“Lick her dry, Z. When I get ready for my treat, we’ll make her come so I can have some,” Tag told him.
“Oh, I plan to. There’s no way I’m leaving one drop of her honey to go to waste.”
Tessa thought she’d come just from their words. They were going to destroy her. She’d never survive them should they be teasing her about having a relationship. There would be no need to leave town and find another place to settle to start over. She’d just shrivel up and die.
“Oh, God!” Tessa gasped when Zander spread her pussy lips to spear her slit with his tongue. The mild friction was just strong enough to have her squirming to get closer but not nearly enough to give her any relief.
“Help me keep her still, Tag. She’s squirming like a little piglet down here.” Zander’s mild chuckle didn’t soften her outrage at being compared to a pig.
“Pig? Did you just call me a pig?” she huffed out.
“Baby pigs are cute, Tessa. All pink and squirmy, just like you,” Zander said.
Tag moved slightly so that his upper body helped hold her abdomen still. It didn’t stop him from his almost obsessive worship of her breasts with his hands and mouth. They seemed to always be aware of what the other was doing, because when Tag caught one nipple between his teeth and tugged on it, flicking it with his tongue, Zander followed suit with her clit, driving her to the brink of climax before backing off again.
Over and over they played with her, until she begged them to let her come. Zander hummed his approval of her seeping juices, thrusting two fingers into her cunt to stroke along the sensitive tissues until she was sure she’d go mad with need. The way he tongued her clit had her pumping her hips as much as she was able with Tag laying across her abdomen.
Finally, as if they’d planned it, the two men coordinated their efforts so that Tessa’s mind went numb from the explosion of pleasure that coursed through her body from their attentions. Tag flattened one nipple against the roof of his mouth while he pinched the other one. Zander sucked hard on her clit as he stroked her sweet spot inside her wet cunt.
She was sure she screamed their names, but for the life of her, Tessa couldn’t remember as she panted through the amazing sensations flooding her body. As she slowly recovered enough to be able to hear over the roaring in her ears, she expected Zander to stop sucking and licking on her pussy, but he hadn’t. When she opened her eyes again, it was to find Zander smiling down at her even though she still felt a mouth sucking at her juices.
“Tag kicked me off of you. Said it was his turn now that you’d come to claim all that sweet goodness for himself,” he said. “Can’t blame him, but damn, you sure tasted good. Especially all that fresh cream you were giving me when you came.”
Tessa was going to say something to him but already her body was gearing up for another orgasm. She’d never had more than one before and only when she’d given them to herself. She opened her mouth to protest, but Zander didn’t give her a chance, choosing instead to silence her with his kiss, sharing her tangy essence.
“Fuck! You taste better than apple pie and ice cream, baby.” Tag’s raspy declaration barely registered as between the two men, Tessa came apart once again.
* * * *
Tag wanted to yell out his victory with having Tessa in their house and in their bed. Finally, after nearly a year of pursuing her, she was where she belonged, between him and his best friend, Zander. They’d grown up together, gravitating toward the same girls during high school and the same women when they’d both enlisted in the Marines.
At first, it hadn’t bothered them to go after the same girls, but as they grew older, the stakes were higher. They would be looking for commitment at some point and things could get serious real damn quick. One night while on leave in some foreign named city overseas, they’d both gone after the same woman at a bar until the woman had settled everything by suggesting a threesome. It never occurred to them that she was offering them a solution to their problem until the next morning when they woke up in the same bed…without the woman lying between them. Once they’d asserted their manhood and almost fallen out of opposite sides of the bed, the two men had realized how much they had enjoyed sharing her between them. Well, up until they’d woken up without her between them any longer.
After that, they’d talked through their thoughts and worries about a permanent ménage relationship until they had everything figured out. All they had to do after that was find the perfect woman. In the meantime, they’d grown into their own as Doms and joined Golden Shackles when it first opened once they’d returned to Perkins City fresh out of the service. They hadn’t looked back since then.
Tag fought the stupid smile that threatened to break out and pushed aside the past to focus on the present and the wonderful gift between them.
He squeezed Tessa’s round ass cheeks with both hands as she kneeled over Zander’s lap. He watched as she slowly licked his friend’s dick from base to tip before taking just the crown of him in her mouth. Zander’s eyes closed in ecstasy as she hollowed her cheeks around it. Tag could almost imagine how good that felt. She slowly sucked his cock into her mouth until she was barely a hairsbreadth from taking him all. It almost brought a groan to his on lips at the sight. Instead he smiled as Zander cursed a blue streak.
“Fucking hell that feels good, kitten. That’s it. Fuck! Swallow around it.” His eyes shut as she moved up and down his shaft.
Tag chuckled silently and rolled on a condom before rubbing his sheathed dick up and down Tessa’s wet slit to moisten the latex so it wouldn’t grab as he entered her. Her moan at his touch must have felt good to his friend. The other man growled low in his throat and banged his head against the headboard of the bed.
“You keep that up and you’ll give yourself a concussion, man,” Tag told him.
“Fuck you. Just wait until she wraps her lips around your dick,” Zander said in a strained voice.
Tag didn’t reply. Instead he lined his cockhead up with Tessa’s slit and pushed forward just enough to press the tip of his shaft inside of her. Then he pulled out and pressed in again. The third time he did it, she growled and tried to push back against him while Zander cursed and sank his fingers in her hair to hold her to him. No doubt the combination of her growl while losing focus on Zander’s cock had him a little crazy.
It wasn’t easy keeping her hips still when she tried to press back on his cock, but Tag was determined to make this last and that sure as hell wasn’t going to happen if he didn’t take things slow, real slow. As it was, his balls were already boiling with cum. He had no doubt once he was surrounded by her hot, wet cunt all bets would be off. He�
�d have to fuck her or go insane with need.
“Tag, you’re a dead man,” Zander rasped out between clenched teeth.
“Suck it up, man.”
Zander growled when Tessa pulled off the man’s shaft and glared back and forth at both of them.
“If you don’t start fucking me for real, Tag, I’m going to move and fuck Zander myself,” she snarled.
Zander burst out laughing despite the obvious strain on his face. No doubt his friend would like that a hell of a lot.
Not going to happen, Z. I’m taking her pussy this time. You’ll get your turn.
Tag spread her ass cheeks wide and plunged into Tessa’s fist-tight cunt with a hiss. Fuck! She felt so damn good. No way would he last as tight and wet as she was. He’d be lucky as hell to have her come before he lost his load.
He pulled out until just the crown of his cock rested inside her then slammed back into her. He kept moving slowly in order to let Zander come first. He wanted to pound into her soaked cunt but didn’t dare as long as she had his friend’s dick in her mouth. If he didn’t choke her, she’d surely end up biting his cock off.
Hurry, man. I can’t last much longer.
As if his friend heard him, Zander’s knuckles turned white as he tightened his grip in Tessa’s hair. It was obvious he wasn’t holding her since she continued to bob up and down him, but he yelled out her name and Tessa’s throat worked as she swallowed his cum. His buddy’s body finally went slack letting Tag know he could safely fuck their woman’s sweet pussy now.
He pulled nearly all the way out and slammed back into her just as she lifted her face away from Zander’s still erect dick. She all but slammed headfirst into the man’s chest with the force of his thrust.
“Damn, Tag. Hold on to her, man,” Zander panted out with a chuckle. “If I wasn’t here, she’d have hit her head on the headboard. Believe me, that doesn’t feel so hot.”
Tag just grunted at the man as he adjusted his position to make sure the crown of his cock rubbed over Tessa’s hot spot with each stroke. He wanted her to enjoy his being inside of her, wanted to feel her hot, tight cunt quiver around his dick as she climaxed with him inside of her. She felt so damn good. Each time he moved to withdraw, her vaginal walls sucked on him as if to keep him trapped inside of her.
“Hell, Z. She’s so damn tight,” he managed to grind out around trying to control his breathing. Tag didn’t want to come too soon.
“So close. Oh, God, Tag. Please!” Tessa’s voice tightened his balls if that was even possible.
Zander had both hands manipulating her breasts, pulling and pinching on her nipples. Tag slipped one hand around her hip to locate her clit. His fingers felt himself sliding in and out of her juicy cunt and he used her cream to lubricate the tiny bundle of nerves, stroking over it with light touches.
Her pussy tightened even as her inner tissues quivered around his cock a prelude to the rhythmic contractions that were his final undoing. Tag had little warning before his balls exploded, sending cum racing to his cock to erupt into the condom buried deep inside of Tessa’s body. His roar of completion had barely died down before he collapsed over her, utterly spent. It took Zander cursing and pushing on him to remind him to move off of her before he crushed their woman.
“Damnit, Tag. You’ll suffocate her with your weight.” Zander pulled Tessa over toward him, kissing and cuddling her while Tag caught his breath.
As soon as he could manage to move, Tag got up and disposed of the condom before returning to the bed to take his place beside Tessa. He moved closer to her and kissed her forehead and cheek. Then he lay one hand over her belly and buried his face against her shoulder. Zander was much better at the cuddling crap and pillow talk than he was. But Tessa was important to him, so he didn’t let himself fall instantly asleep like he wanted. Instead he listened to the two of them talk about nothing until Tessa just stopped talking and a soft snore left her mouth.
He chuckled softly. “Did she just snore?”
Zander coughed quietly. “Yeah, but I’m not telling her she snores. Besides, it’s kind of cute.”
“She’s ours, Z man. She’s finally ours,” he said.
“We’ve still got a ways to go to get her to submit to us. She’s not going to just start doing whatever we say just because she let us fuck her.” Zander’s words didn’t detract from his sense of relief. He’d deal with what came next tomorrow. Right now he was happy.
“But she’s ours.” For the first time in almost as long as he could remember, Tag felt almost normal.
Tessa represented so many things to him. She would be his salvation if she didn’t run from them. Her sweet smile and steadfast ideals called to him, settling a need deep inside of him to be a better man. He wanted to be for her. In her arms, Tag felt whole and good. Buried deep inside of her felt like being home, something he’d lost when his mom died when he was only six years old. After her passing, life had become something he had to get through, something that was a chore to complete.
His father had tried his best to take care of him and his brothers and sisters, but with there being five of them, he’d worked so much that there was nothing left of him at the end of the day to comfort them. Instead, they raised themselves and learned to survive. His friendship with Zander had been all that had stood between him and the loss of his humanity with the temptation of taking the easy way and turning to the gangs, drugs, and thievery.
Now, he had Tessa as well as his friend, Zander. Now they would become a family and he would be whole. It was what he’d strived for nearly all his life once his had fallen apart. The knowledge that he could make one of his own had proven a good incentive for a young teen to try and stay on the right side of the law. The reality once he and Zander had shared the woman that night that they could both have that dream together had strengthened his resolve and from then on everything he’d done had been in preparation to being able to support and care for his family.
Now his dream was nearing fruition and Tag felt equal parts excitement and fear. The worry that something would happen to ruin his chances ate at him. The knowledge that what they were asking of Tessa was more than most women could handle even if they wanted to wasn’t lost on him. He knew she still had some issues to resolve and they had to be patient, but right now, in this moment, Tag felt right, and he wasn’t going to waste the feeling with worrying about the future. It would happen soon enough.
Chapter Seven
Tessa woke to the sensation of something brushing her inner thighs. She frowned before her eyes flew up as she jackknifed into a sitting position, knocking Zander off of her in the process.
“What? What’s going on?” she finally managed to get out.
Zander shook his head, grinning despite her surprised awakening. “Nothing, honey. I was just about to wake you up with my mouth on your pussy. I guess I surprised you a little more than I planned on. Morning, kitten.”
Tessa could feel the heat crawling up her neck to her cheeks. She couldn’t believe she’d done that. It had to have been from sleeping in a strange bed and subconsciously she knew she wasn’t at home.
“I’m sorry, Zander. Did I hurt you?” That would make it even worse if she had.
“Not at all. Now lay back down and let me have my pre-breakfast appetizer,” he said with a wide grin.
She frowned. “You don’t have appetizers before breakfast.”
“When you’re here I do.” He gently pressed her backwards with his big hand. “Relax, kitten.”
Tessa was still a little groggy or she would have been prepared for the feel of his fingers at her pussy lips. Instead she jerked then moaned when he spread them wide, allowing his tongue to swipe along her slit. The hot wet appendage laved at her opening until she wanted to scream. It felt so damn good. When he moved up to circle her clit with just the tip, she groaned at the need for more building inside of her cunt. They were going to turn her into a sex fiend if they continued to arouse her this way all the time.
/> Two fingers slow pushed their way inside of her, sliding through sensitive tissues until they’d gone as far as the rest of Zander’s hand would let them. He stroked them in and out of her over and over, making sure to brush her sweet spot with each pass. Between his greedy tongue and questing fingers, Tessa wasn’t going to last long. Her head thrashed back and forth as she struggled to not pump her hips into Zander’s face.
“Zander!” she cried out. “Oh, God, please.”
He hummed against her clit as he closed his lips around the swollen nub and sucked. It sent Tessa shooting into space with so much force that she forgot to scream or even breathe for several long seconds. Then she called out his name and squeezed her eyes shut as the amazing pressure released inside of her. Then Zander was crawling up her body to cover her. He rested his weight on his hands before leaning down to kiss her with so much hunger it startled her.
When he pulled back, they locked gazes and Tessa was shocked at the intenseness of his as he adjusted his position and thrust his cock inside her cunt. Her pussy was swollen from climaxing, its sensitive tissues tight as he slowly fucked his way deep inside of her.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he said in a near growl.
“I’m so full, Zander,” she whispered with what little breath she could manage.
A cocky grin split his face. “Just wait until we’re both inside of you at the same time, kitten. Then you’ll be full.”
“Oh, God. I’ll die if it’s more than this. I can feel you all the way to the back of my throat.”
His only answer was to pull almost all the way out and slam back into her. His thick dick sawed in and out of her cunt with hard, quick thrusts that soon had her sensitive nerve endings on fire all over again. What was it about them that they could coax multiple orgasms out of her with such ease? She’d never actually come with another man unless he stimulated her clit with his fingers or mouth, and she certainly didn’t manage two in a go.