by Jane Jamison
“Uh-uh-uh. No touching. Not yet anyway.” He twisted around and winked at her. “Now for the best part. Turn around on my count. One-two-three.”
Three amazing, long, curved, hard cocks pointed straight at her.
Ty wrapped his hand around his cock and started stroking himself. The muscles in his jaw worked and his eyes glazed over with lust.
She took them in, three hot men who wanted her. And she wanted them just as much. Her nipples stood at attention. She rubbed one of them and felt the wetness where Ty had licked her.
“Stroke your cocks.”
“Why don’t we move this to the bed?” Rent held up the handcuffs and twirled them around. “Let’s make good use of these things.”
“Do as she says. But then it’s our turn,” chimed in Beckett. He took his large cock in hand and began sliding his palm up and down its length. His cock glistened as he spread his pre-cum over the length. Purple veins decorated his skin, and although his flesh appeared to be soft, she could almost feel the hardness in the long shaft.
“Stormy, I’m not going to take much more. I’ve got to touch you.” Ty sped up his strokes and slid his tongue over his lip. He pumped his cock faster.
She couldn’t take it any longer, either. As much as she wanted to see them pleasure themselves, she wanted them to pleasure her even more. The wetness between her legs grew as she darted past them to stand on the farthest side of the bed. She crawled on top of the comforter then rested her butt on her heels.
“I’m taking that as an invitation.” Beckett jumped on top of the bed to stand over her. “Hold up your arms.”
Rent tossed him the handcuffs. “You can have the honors, brother.”
She lifted her arms and gasped as Beckett grabbed hold of them and yanked them higher over her head. He placed one cuff around her left wrist then did the other.
“Put your hands on the bed.”
She hadn’t given up control as much as he’d taken it. Bending over, she had to keep her hands close together as she placed her palms flat on the bed. He dropped beside her.
“My brothers had you to themselves the first time, and I want that. But it’s okay. I’m going to enjoy watching them with you.”
“Good to know, little brother.” Rent moved onto the bed and got on his knees. His cock was only an inch from her face. “Suck on me, baby.”
She took Rent’s cock into her mouth and he moaned. His fingers tunneled into her hair.
“That’s a good girl.” Beckett skimmed his hand along her butt cheek. “Give me the whip.”
Rent was quick to oblige. “Here you go. But don’t spank her too hard. I don’t want to lose the end of my dick.”
Stormy drew Rent’s cock in again, circling her tongue around it. She wanted to cup his balls, to feel the weight of them, but couldn’t with her hands bound.
The snap of the whip had her inhaling, but she managed not to bite down on Rent’s dick. Instead, the stinging sensation scored into her flesh and sent delightful zings of pain outward. She moaned and wiggled her ass, asking for another strike.
Beckett laughed and slapped her ass instead. “I guess our girl likes it rough.”
“But not too rough,” added Ty. “Don’t forget your strength.”
A noise that reminded her of a dog’s growl flowed out of Rent. She tilted her head to get a look at Rent’s face. The amber had grown more prominent, but it was the expression on his face that had her heart jumping. It was intense, hard, almost primal. Yet instead of frightening her, it gave her a dose of adrenaline and she increased her efforts to suck his seed from him.
Ty joined them on the bed and reached under her. He fondled her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples as he feathered light bites along her back. “Fuck her in the ass, Beckett. Or move over and I will.”
“Not a chance, man.” Beckett shifted behind her.
Another zing of sharp, quick pain rippled through her ass with another hit of the whip. She moaned and let Rent’s cock go. He didn’t complain about it, however, when she rubbed her face against his crotch and drew in his musky scent.
“Do it again.”
The sting rippled through her butt as Beckett flicked the tip of the whip against her flesh. “I’ll let you have that one, but we’ll decide when we whip you, baby.”
She moaned, but didn’t voice her complaint more than that. Beckett spanked her again, then followed it with a snap of the whip over the other butt cheek. She yelped, loving the swift stab of pain on both cheeks.
“Let me get a lick in.” Ty slapped her on the butt not once, but twice. “Damn, but she feels good.”
Rent dragged his fingers through her hair. “You like that, don’t you, baby? I bet a woman like you needs a good spanking every so often. Use the whip again, Beckett. I want to see her flesh turn pink.”
His brother didn’t hesitate to do as he asked. The snapping sound echoed in the air along with her quick gasps as Beckett executed three sharp strikes in a row.
Her skin tingled and she felt more alive than ever before. Strangely, the pain of the whipping and spanking made her feel loved and protected. Although Beckett controlled the whip, she had no doubt that she was really the one in control.
“Let me have a go.” Ty took the whip from Beckett. He slid his hand over her butt cheek then slapped it down so hard she rocked on her hands and knees. The sting of the whip came right after, giving her no time to prepare.
“Easy, baby, I don’t want to go too far. You let me know if I start to do too much. But damn, your ass looks so pretty with the red marks on your creamy skin.”
“Don’t worry about it. We’ll stop him before it gets out of hand,” added Rent.
She turned Rent’s cock loose just long enough to glance at Ty. “Which do you like more? To spank me or to whip me?”
Ty grinned and shook his head. “I really don’t know which I like better.”
“Then I guess you should do it some more and figure it out.” She gave him a sultry look and wiggled her bottom.
Beckett slid his hand between her legs and found her dripping cunt. He rubbed her clit. “Do it again, Ty. Just watch so you don’t get me instead.”
The sensation of the whip’s tip hitting her skin in a quick flash as Beckett sunk his finger into her pussy was so wonderful that it sent an orgasm shuddering through her. She cried out, spilling her warm breath over Rent’s cock. He groaned and shoved his cock deeper into her mouth until it pushed against the back of her throat.
“Holy shit, but that feels good.”
“You can say that again, Rent.” Beckett stuck two fingers into her pussy and pumped.
Stormy’s body trembled under the onslaught of cascading feelings coursing through her. Thought was gone, replaced by a primal instinct for her body to take over. She let a growl rumble in her throat. But the growl turned into a moan when Beckett removed his hand.
Beckett squeezed her butt cheek then leaned over and kissed her skin. “Don’t worry. I’ve got something just as good in mind. Remember to breathe. I’m going to use the stuff you bought.”
His fingers slid into her crack, smoothing a cool gel over her. He bent close, sniffed, then ran his tongue over her flesh. “Mmm. Strawberries. My favorite.”
“Hurry up, man.” Ty dropped the whip then lay down and scooted underneath her. He played with her patch of curly hair before slipping his fingers between her pussy folds. “She’s hot and I want some of her juice.”
She ducked her head in time to see Ty lift onto his elbows and press his mouth to her pussy. The sensation of his tongue on her clit sent a climax rushing to the surface and soon she heard his lapping sounds as he drank her juices.
“Don’t forget about me, baby.” Rent tugged on her hair, reminding her to lift her head and take his cock again. She sucked him in, hard and long, just as Ty was sucking her clit into his mouth.
Beckett shoved a finger then two into her anus. She bucked, skimming her teeth over Rent’s cock.
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bsp; “Stay still, baby.” He added a slap to her butt with his other hand, then worked his fingers in and out, the gel helping to ease the quick flash of pain. She trembled and tasted the sweetness of Rent’s pre-cum.
She didn’t know which pain she liked more. The flash of the sting from the spanking was great, but the sensation of her asshole tightening around his fingers was a delicious experience.
He continued to thrust his fingers in and out, moving faster and pushing harder each time. Instead of spanking her ass, he held on to her, his fingers digging into her flesh and giving her another, yet different, avenue for enjoyable pain.
“Here I come, girl.” Beckett removed his fingers and pressed his cock at her dark opening. He pushed the tip inside her and waited.
But she didn’t want him to wait. She needed every glorious inch of him. “Beckett, are you going to fuck me or what?” She cried out as Ty flicked his tongue over her clit and Rent took her breasts in hand.
Beckett chuckled, took hold of her hips, and plunged his cock inside her ass. She would’ve fallen forward if Rent hadn’t kept her steady.
“You’re tighter than I even imagined.” Beckett worked his hips, slapping them against the backs of her legs. His voice was filled with lust and had a deep guttural sound to it that spoke of power that was all male.
She moaned louder as Ty pulled her folds apart then stuck two fingers into her pussy. He finger-fucked her as his brother used his cock.
The sensation was nothing like she’d imagined, but then again, she’d never had anyone fuck her from behind, much less had three men pleasure her at the same time. She whimpered, not from pain but from need. The more they gave her, the more she wanted.
She tightened her mouth around Rent’s cock then sucked harder only to release him. She drew his cock back inside in a long, slow pull. “Suck on me, baby. Wrap your tongue around my cock. Yeah, that’s good.”
Beckett rammed into her again and again. At first it was uncomfortable, stretching her wider than his fingers had, but it added a new and wonderful dimension to the sensation. Ty ate her pussy as though he was a starving man as Beckett dug his fingers into her skin. The noises she made punctuated each thrust, each lick, sending her even higher. She mewled as another small climax broke free.
Beckett’s grunts grew louder as his strokes became even more furious. His balls flapped against her, and, if she’d had her hands free, she would’ve taken Rent’s balls to help ease the teasing Beckett’s gave her.
Beckett growled and she turned Rent’s cock loose so she could see Beckett’s face. His eyes were closed and his jaw was clenched as he rammed into her. She cried out and threw her hair over one shoulder as he thrust again, moving his cock deeper inside her ass. He flattened his hands on her butt cheeks then lifted one to bring it down on her cheek with a smack. She wanted to ask him to spank her again, to use the whip, but she couldn’t speak. All her effort went into staying on her hands and knees.
“Fuck me, Beckett. Oh, yeah. That feels so good.”
Her words must’ve sent him to the precipice. He opened his eyes, the amber in them glowing, then slammed into her. Stopping, he held her to him then pulled his cock out to spill his seed onto her butt. His body shook in the throes of release until he suddenly paused, slapped her ass one more time before digging his fingers into her skin, then fell to the side.
Her body shook as another orgasm slammed through her. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could stay on her hands and knees.
“Looks like our little brother is satisfied.” Rent slipped his hands under her arms then flipped her onto her back.
“Hey!” Ty grabbed her legs.
“Guys, stop. I’m not a wishbone for you to fight over.”
She jolted as Rent moved to her side, grabbed her hair, turned her head, and made her take his cock inside her mouth again.
Ty tugged her to the end of the bed, bringing out a complaint from Rent who had to move with her and get her to suck on his cock again. Spreading her legs apart, Ty took hold of his cock and rammed into her pussy. She cried out, sending her breath over Rent’s cock. Her heart thundered at the rough treatment. But still she wanted more.
Her body rocked back and forth over the bed from Ty’s thrusts, but she kept her mouth on Rent’s cock. With her hands still cuffed, she took his balls in her hands and fondled them.
Ty’s huge cock slid into her and she did her best to clamp her walls around it. Her breasts bounced, tempting Rent to take them and squeeze her nipples between his fingers.
Ty and Rent worked their cocks into her pussy and her mouth while they fondled her ass and tits. Beckett growled and gripped her ass cheek as he watched his brothers take her. “That’s it, Stormy. Suck on Rent’s cock every time Ty fucks you. You’re doing great.”
Together Ty and Rent pumped into her. They were at either end of her, but the heat they gave her met in the middle, churning in her abdomen. She moaned as her body prepared for yet another orgasm.
Tensing in the same moment Ty did, she let the storm inside her roil to a head then split her apart. She let go of Rent’s cock just as he turned to the side and released. She reached out for him, wishing she’d held on to his cock so she could taste his seed, but it was too late. Ty growled, stiffened, then ground into her one last time before sending his cum into her pussy.
Her cream mixed with his and wet the skin between her legs. Her body shook, another smaller climax following the first like an aftershock. She moaned again, her body shuddering the rest of her need from its hold.
Ty fell to lie with his head on her stomach while Beckett and Rent lay beside her. They lay together, their breathing making soft sounds in the night. Rent took the cuffs off her and massaged her wrists before planting a kiss on each one. The gesture, along with the gentle caresses of the other men brought tears to her eyes.
Had she really found men who could care about her and her daughter? They surrounded her, murmuring soft words of affection and asking nothing in return. She wanted to give them everything she could, wanted to tell them how she felt, but her emotions overwhelmed her.
“It’s okay, baby. You don’t need to say anything.”
She looked at Ty and saw the truth in his eyes. “I want to. It’s just that all this, all of you, was so unexpected.”
Beckett’s smile was a softer version of his usual grin. “I bet you never thought you’d find love in a small town, huh?”
Love?
Had he really said the word or was she imagining what she wanted to hear?
“Don’t look so surprised.” Rent cupped her chin and turned her toward him. “I didn’t think we were that subtle. Don’t you know how we feel? Especially now? We want you, Stormy. Now and until the day we die.”
Ty slid between her legs and rested his chin on her belly. “We love you. You and Jazz.”
She couldn’t choke out the words to tell them that she loved them too. It wasn’t that she didn’t. She realized now that she’d fallen in love with them the first moment she’d seen them. The irresistible pull that was between them had grown stronger each day and, no matter how much she tried to tell herself that it was too fast, too impossible to care for three men at the same time, that connection told her differently.
Still, she’d let herself fall in love before and that had ended badly. Could she trust them not to break her heart? Could she trust herself to know the truth?
The memory of C.J. standing in front of her in the middle of Central Park swept over her.
“Stormy, we need to talk.”
She gazed into C.J.’s eyes, into the eyes of the man she’d fallen for, the father of her unborn child.
“I don’t think we should see each other anymore.” He laughed. At her confusion? Or because he was happy he was dumping her?
“But why? What about the baby?”
“Don’t you get it? You were just a fuck and not even a good one at that. Get the abortion. My father will pay for it.”
“Stormy?”
She blinked, breaking free of the nightmare. “I’m sorry?” She scanned her gaze over each man before landing on Rent. Determination steeled her. She wouldn’t let the past with C.J. ruin a possible future with the Malone brothers.
“Can you tell us how you feel? Do you want us, too?” Rent’s blue eyes dove into her.
She smiled and sat up, ready to hug them and tell them that she loved them. Her cell phone, sitting on the nightstand, interrupted her. Without checking the caller ID, she answered the call.
“Hello?”
“Stormy, it’s me.”
Chapter Seven
Stormy’s stomach made an ugly flip-flop. “C.J. What do you want? How did you find me?”
The men gathered around her even as they hurriedly put on their clothes.
C.J. snorted. “I can find anyone in the world whenever I want to, so it wasn’t hard to track you down. You should’ve told me you were leaving.”
“Why the hell should I? So you can show up once in a blue moon, give your daughter a few meaningless gifts to get her hopes up that her father actually cares?” She tried to keep her voice low but couldn’t stop the strident tone. Why did he have to show up now? Why did he have to show up ever again?
“I don’t give a fuck what you want. I came to see Jazz. I’m coming over to see her right now.”
“She’s not here.”
“Then tomorrow. Make sure she’s around.”
“No, C.J. You can’t make demands like you’re a king and we’re peasants. You can’t control us, so stop trying.”
“Why isn’t she with you? Do you let her run wild with these farm people? Did you let her run wild on the streets of Atlanta? No wonder she was getting into trouble.”
“Don’t you dare blame me. You’re the absent parent in her life.”
“You’d better have her with you when I come over.”
“I told you. You can’t see her tomorrow. I have to have more warning than this.”
She looked to the Malone brothers for help, but they couldn’t offer her any. They didn’t know the situation like she did. And yet she had to hold back a laugh when Beckett held out his arms for an imaginary partner and started waltzing around the room. He stopped then arched his eyebrows, suggesting she take the hint.