She turned her attention to Joss next, locking eyes with him as he slowly pulled his own cock free, letting his pants drop to the floor. Remy was sure she was drooling as much as his cockhead, and she licked her lips in anticipation. She knew Joss loved having her suck his cock before they had sex, and she hoped he’d want a blow job tonight.
She looked at Knox last, watching him straighten from where he’d bent down to toe out of his jeans. His dick, identical to his brothers’, curved up toward his belly button and was engorged and purplish. He caught her watching and gave her a show, pumping his hand up and down the shaft as he squeezed, making a drop of pre-cum leak out of the tip.
Unable to keep still while she was surrounded with such explicit sexuality, Remy crawled to the edge of the bed, resting back on her heels with her legs spread, her back perfectly straight and her hands resting palm-up on her knees. She cast her eyes down and peeked up at the brothers from under her lashes, content to see all three had frozen where they stood.
“Is this the correct posture, Masters?”
Knox responded first, and he answered with a question of his own. “Where did you learn that position, sub? And be careful,” he warned. “We’d better like your answer.”
Remy grinned impishly at them. “You know the holidays I take with the girls?” All three brothers growled their displeasure, and Remy hurried to reassure them. “We’re subs. All of us. I’m the only one who didn’t live openly, but I learned a lot from them.”
Joss relaxed, sauntering forward so that he stopped with his cock just inches in front of her. “You’ll have to show us what else you learned, pet.” He flexed the muscle at the base of his cock, causing it to bump Remy’s lips with a sticky kiss. “First you can show me how much you remember about how I like having my cock sucked.”
Remy smiled up at him, abandoning her submissive pose so that she could grip the base of Joss’s dick with one hand. She didn’t break eye contact with him as her tongue darted out, tasting the saltiness on her lips and swirling briefly around the head of his cock. Joss groaned deep in his chest and allowed his head to fall back as Remy licked daintily up and down his thick shaft, pausing to suck his cockhead into her mouth on each pass. She paused as she felt a hand in her hair and looked up to see Drake and Knox standing on either side of Joss.
“You have quite a predicament, pet.” Knox tangled his hand in her hair, forcing her to relax her jaw and take more of Joss’s cock into her throat. “You have three Masters and only one mouth. How on earth are you going to solve this problem?”
They didn’t give her time to respond.
Knox scooped her up in his arms, slanting his mouth over hers and taking instant advantage when she opened her mouth to gasp. He plundered her mouth over and over, dueling with her tongue and stealing her breath.
By the time Remy had come to her senses, Knox was turning her in his arms and lowering her down. The protest died on her lips when Remy looked down at the bed and saw Drake stretched out, waiting for her.
Knox lowered her down so that she knelt directly above Drake’s waiting erection, and Remy didn’t need instructions after that. She rose up above him, loving the feel of his plum-shaped head grazing the tender flesh between her legs. She rotated her hips slowly, her head falling back on a throaty moan as the rub of his knob over her hot slit caused a fresh rush of moisture to run from her pussy, anointing him with the evidence of her desire.
Drake seemed content to let her play. He was every inch her Master as he reclined against the pillows, one hand tucked behind his head to prop it up so he could watch his cock rub against her labia, the other fisting the base of his shaft to keep it still for Remy’s play. In this moment, Remy couldn’t imagine a more indulgent Master.
Her other Masters, Remy realized, weren’t feeling so indulgent. And she really couldn’t blame either one as a hand on her back began forcing her forward onto Drake’s chest since all three of her lovers must be just as desperate to come as she was. And damn, but she was desperate!
“Let Drake feel those luscious tits against his chest, pet.” Joss’s voice was dark and honeyed, the fine tremor Remy could hear the only indication his control was slipping.
She did as he bid, sighing as her tender nipples burrowed into the hard planes of Drake’s chest. “Like this, Master?”
It was Knox who growled his response this time. “Yeah, baby, just like that. Take that cock inside you and lift that ass up.”
Remy shivered at his dark words and commanding tone, allowing the head of Drake’s thick erection to inch its way into her clinging sheath. She moaned as the small amount of friction set off nerve endings inside her cunt, causing her to squeeze the mammoth cock forging its way inside.
Drake cursed and anchored his hands on her hips. “That’s it, pet. A little at a time. This pussy hasn’t been stretched for a while, huh?”
Remy whimpered as he pressed deeper, the stretch of her internal skin around Drake’s thick erection tempered by the moisture that seemed to gush all around him.
Drake groaned. “Honey, your pussy has the sweetest, tightest grip. Damn, but you feel like hot, oiled silk around me, fisting me with your little cunt. That’s it, baby,” he said as Remy gripped his shoulders and levered herself back onto his cock, “take me deep.”
Remy’s breath came in little gasps, and they both groaned as Drake’s cock slid home. Before Remy could move, however, she felt a second set of hands on her ass. Knowing what was coming doubled her excitement, causing curses to pour out of Drake as she clenched around him in anticipation. Trying to keep still while Knox lubed her asshole once again was pure torture. Knox took his time, the bastard.
“Look at this little rosebud,” Knox crooned. “Such a pretty asshole you have, love. I remember how tight it was the first time I fucked it...” All the while, Remy buried her face against Drake’s chest as she listened to Knox’s dirty words, her whole body racked with shudders as he rimmed her forbidden hole with his big finger, occasionally pressing inside.
Finally, the finger withdrew, and Remy felt something bigger seeking entrance to her ass. She looked up at Drake, his face carved of granite as he watched the pleasure and discomfort play across her features as Knox’s monster breached her asshole.
Remy bucked, the stretch almost more than she could bear since Drake’s cock was already lodged deep in her pussy. She stilled when Knox pressed a hand to her lower back, holding her still, and Drake added his strength to their efforts by drawing her face to his, kissing her passionately.
“Don’t try to keep me out, love. This ass is mine.” Knox sounded like he was grating the words out through clenched teeth, and all the while he tunneled a little deeper in her ass, the delicious push and retreat dragging his big dick over the sensitive walls of Remy’s anus, setting them on fire.
Finally he seated himself to the hilt, lodging his cock balls-deep in Remy’s ass. All three lovers groaned at the decadent pressure they all felt, and Remy couldn’t seem to stop uttering little mewling cries and whimpers. The thin swath of skin separating the thick cocks impaling her sizzled as the dicks dragged and pressed against one another, and Remy looked frantically around for Joss. She wanted him to share this with them. Luckily, she didn’t have to look far.
Joss knelt on the bed beside the threesome, fisting his erection. Remy was already stretching herself toward him as he offered her his dick, holding the base and tilting it to her lips with one hand while winding the other in her thick hair.
No playing, Remy thought, since she was already so far gone she could barely concentrate. She sucked Joss’s cock into her mouth, whirling her tongue around the velvety head before relaxing her jaw and taking him as deep as she could. She waited, knowing he’d want to control her movements and also knowing it would get her off to let him.
As soon as every hole was filled, the triplets began to move. As one, they began the thrust and grind that would send them all over the edge, alternating between tunneling deep into Remy�
��s body and pulling their cocks almost all the way out before pounding back into her.
The groans that made the very air vibrate were music to Remy’s ears. She moaned and squealed around the monster cock stretching her mouth wide, the vibrations making Joss curse and tighten his hand in her hair as he thrust faster into her mouth.
Drake and Knox abandoned their sweet alternation of thrust and withdraw to drill into Remy’s hot holes in unison, lighting her on fire with their desire. Remy bucked and writhed between them, a creature reduced to the most primal of needs. She was a sweet dolly to be shared between her men, a precious toy for them to play with.
Screaming around Joss’s erection, Remy crested and stiffened, the climax exploding throughout her whole body. Her womb clenched, as did the passageways milking the cocks still drilling into her, and dimly she heard Knox’s roar of completion as he emptied himself inside her ass. She felt his seed splatter against the walls of her rectum, and he treated her to one last glide of his dick as he slowly pulled free of her. He collapsed beside them on the massive bed, breathing hard but stayed connected to her as he reached out to tweak and roll Remy’s nipples.
Joss pulled out of Remy’s mouth, kneeling between her spread legs to take Knox’s place.
Remy moaned, realizing Drake had held on and hadn’t come yet. “Oh God.”
Joss dropped a kiss on the dimples in her lower back, and Remy felt her eyes roll back as, for the second time that evening, she felt the sticky, rounded knob of a cock press against the entrance to her ass.
Drake hadn’t stopped thrusting into her pussy, and it was pure madness for Remy to feel his deep thrusts as a counterpoint to Joss’s slow invasion of her ass. She moaned constantly now, inarticulate sounds mingled with pleading, begging for them to keep going.
“Oh God. Ahhhh...please, please...more!”
Finally the loving they were treating her to built to a crescendo as Joss seated his thick length so deep in her ass Remy could feel his pelvis flush against her cheeks.
“Please!” Remy screamed, her body already rocketing toward another orgasm, “Please, give it to me! Fuck me together!”
The brothers obliged, Joss’s hands on Remy’s shoulders pulling her back against his cock in her ass. Drake planted his hands firmly on Remy’s hips, alternately pushing her toward Joss and pulling her onto his own cock. The sweaty slap of flesh, the guttural groans, and high-pitched squeals made the soundtrack of their loving, the final long groans torn from Drake and Joss as they emptied their cum into Remy’s depths the perfect harmony with her wail as she came and came, the sound muffled by Knox as he leaned over to seal her cries with his lips.
The four lovers tumbled together onto the bed, a heaving mass of sweaty limbs and satisfied smiles. Remy kissed each of her men, settling herself between them so that some part of her touched all of them.
“Remington.” It was Joss who spoke, his dark tone lazy as he caressed her hip, “Baby, don’t ever think about leaving again. If you ever try it, we won’t go so easy on you.”
That was easy? Remy snorted, shaking her head mentally. She had no intentions of ever going anywhere without them, except for her all-girls weeks, of course, those were sacred. The thought of her punishment made her smile. With the kind of threat Joss had just made, it was really, really tempting to be bad. Remy smiled a secret smile to herself. Their life together was just beginning, and the world was full of possibilities.
Epilogue
“Knox! Dammit, I’m going to miss my flight!” Remy called in exasperation, walking from the door back to Knox’s Lexus.
“I don’t know why you have to go to these things anymore,” Knox sounded a tad like he was pouting, glowering at Remy as he threw himself into the driver’s seat.
Knox was indeed pouting. There was no other way to look at it as far as Remy was concerned. She grinned to herself, rolling her eyes that her badass husband was acting like a little kid who hadn’t gotten his way.
“I’m fine with it!” Joss beamed at her from the passenger seat, obviously trying to be the cool husband. “Of course you need to spend time with your girlfriends.”
His smile fell a moment later, though, once Drake, practical husband, reminded Remy of all the rules they’d agreed on. It had been an interesting conversation when they’d first had it and had ended when Remy’s stubbornness prompted all three of her husbands to strip her, tie her up, and force her to agree to their ridiculous terms. Of course, Remy thought to herself, they didn’t have to know she’d planned to agree to their terms all along. The persuasion was just a bonus.
As Remy promised for what seemed like the millionth time that she wouldn’t remove her collar or her wedding rings for the whole two weeks she’d be spending with her friends, she thought about what the girls were going to say when she told them about the events of the last year. They were hardly going to believe how everything had happened, right down to finding a quaint little town in Wyoming just backward enough to perform wedding ceremonies for people in ménage relationships. The same people didn’t bat an eye when part of the wedding ceremony involved clasping a collar around the bride’s neck.
Remy had married all three of the triplets, although in the mind of Johnny Law, Drake was her official husband, and they’d begun a totally new life together. They’d left their dangerous line of work behind, and now the most action Remy saw was the orgies they had on a regular basis. When they weren’t fucking like bunnies, which Remy was honest enough to admit wasn’t that often since it seemed every time she turned around there was a husband waiting for her in a state of undress, she had opened a small but growing bakery where she only made her favorite treats from her travels. Drake taught maneuvers for a private security firm. Joss was working with the government to help solve computer crimes. Of course, Remy smirked, he’d just released a zombie video game that had been received enthusiastically by computer geeks worldwide. Knox had opened a bar.
Yes, Remy thought as they got closer to the airport and closer to her girlfriends, life was good. She wished she could see her friends as happy as she was, and she’d already started scheming...
And she was dying to talk to Jessie about that butler.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Schoolteacher by day, author of erotic fiction by night...Charlotte lives the dream! She lives with her husband near Toronto, Canada, where she’s always heating something up, whether it’s with her baking or her writing. She loves reading scary stories, but would never want to write them, preferring instead to write fun, sexy stories about butt-kicking girls and the hunks they fall for. Every ending is happy, and the happiness comes in many shapes and sizes. She believes that intimacy should be fun, funny and all about expanding horizons, and she pushes the boundaries of traditional love in her books. In Charlotte’s world, happy endings are tailored to her heroes and heroines, and the tailoring sometimes involves bits of leather, a few kinks, and other kinds of fringe.
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