Her Dirty Doms [The Men of Treasure Cove 13] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Rebecca Joyce

  Victor would never get enough of her. She was just right in every way. Lost within her, Victor let her heat consume him as he plunged his cock deep inside her. Her walls slickly contracted against him, sucking his dick toward her womb. His eyes were locked on her as she moaned and sensually moved beneath him. Her panting, egging him on as he delved deeper into her core. She was a fiery vixen, wanton with desire, pure sex, and he reveled in her pleasure.

  “Oh Goddess,” she panted. “I’m coming again.”

  “That’s right, baby, let go. We’ll catch you,” Julio whispered, licking her neck.

  Victor knew the moment her release flowed. Her walls constricted on him so tightly he gasped for air. Moving furiously now, he, too, was close to the edge. He rode her waves of pleasure as his body soon tightened and his balls released his seed in dramatic form and he roared out, “Oh fuck,” as he, too, found the promise land.

  Julio Sanchez watched in awe as his beautiful River took both of his brothers inside her tiny body without provocation. He had never seen a woman so responsive, so alive, in his life. She was breathtaking and amazing to watch. He could lie next to her forever, watching as his brothers pleasured her. It gave him pure joy that she welcomed them willingly. It wasn’t easy to find a woman who accepted three men with secular delights, and even though they hadn’t even touched on their deepest fantasies, Julio knew River was the woman for him.

  He wanted her used to their touch, their scents, and the feel of their bodies against hers. He needed her aware of them, especially for what he had in mind. He would go slowly with her, testing her resolve, making sure she was agreeable to their delights. In the meantime, he would go slow, be as gentle as possible with her, because he knew after he had his first taste, there would be no holding him back from devouring her body.

  “Miguel, would you please go get me a warm wash cloth, and a cold glass of water?” Julio asked, running his fingers over her flushed cheek. “Don’t worry, baby, we’ll take care of you.”

  “I can’t feel anything.” River moaned. “It’s as if I’m here, but I’m not.”

  “That’s the rush, baby. My brothers have treated you right, and you’re flying right now. Just soar, baby, and we’ll be here when you land.”

  “Julio,” Miguel whispered, holding out a damp cloth. Julio took it and placed the warm cloth between her legs. River whimpered and shook slightly as another mini orgasm rocked her body. Very carefully, Julio cleaned her up, letting the warm cloth ease the fire between her legs. When he was done, Miguel gently lifted her head, holding a glass of water to her lips. River took a small sip and smiled.

  “I think we need to give her a few minutes to recuperate,” Julio suggested, handing the cloth back to Miguel, who returned it to the bathroom.

  “No,” River moaned. “We’re not done.”

  Julio smiled. “Such eagerness. Don’t worry, mi bella flor. My brothers and I are nowhere near done with you. We’re letting you catch your breath while your body floats down from the clouds.”

  Closing her eyes, River grinned, and then whispered, “That was beautiful. You’re a poet, too.”

  Julio smiled warmly as she turned to him, curling up like a satisfied little kitten. She was so small compared to him. Her tiny frame fit perfectly against his, as his arms wrapped around her.

  “She’s perfect,” Miguel said, coming back into the room.

  “I agree,” Victor added, getting up from the bed, heading to the bathroom.

  “She’s not like anything we’ve ever had, Julio. I really like her,” Miguel said seriously, sitting on the edge of the bed. It was odd hearing those words from Miguel as Julio looked over at him. He really didn’t know how to respond. Their middle brother was closed off, keeping everything that mattered to him close to his heart. He rarely spoke openly about his feelings, and his admission concerning River was profound. “I don’t want to mess this one up.”

  “You won’t, Miguel. If she is as perfect as you and Victor say, then we will have to work hard to make it work.”

  “I just don’t want to be the one who comes between yours and Victor’s happiness. I am forever putting a wrench in our romantic flings.”

  “River isn’t a fling, Miguel,” Victor replied walking back into the room. “You know that. I know you do. I saw you with her. You’ve never responded that way to any woman. Ever.”

  “We hardly know her. We don’t know how old she is, if she has family, what she does for a living, nothing. Let’s just take this slow, and see how everything goes. The morning will tell the tale. Until then, it looks like our little kitten has worn herself out. We’re going to have to do something about her stamina if she is going to be with all three of us,” Julio added, getting comfortable.

  “Do you need the bathroom, Julio?” Victor asked. “You know to relieve some tension.”

  “I may be sore in the morning, brother, but I can control my urges. I will be fine.”

  Chapter Four

  River slowly woke to the sounds of her shower running. Warm and comfortable, her body ached, but it was a good ache. A shy smile curved her lips as she moved in closer to her heat source. She could feel them all around her, strong, virile, and hard. She wasn’t sure which man had his dick snuggled between her ass cheeks, or the one poking her stomach, but she didn’t care. She couldn’t think of a more wonderful way to wake up. That and she still couldn’t believe her good fortune…to find three men worthy of the name, men.

  A true daughter of Celestial, she firmly believed in letting the universe guide her, and when the time was right, the cosmos would provide. And boy howdy, did they ever provide. She believed everything happened for a reason. Why the universe decided to plop three of the most gorgeous men in her lap at this precise time, she would never know, but she would give thanks, many times over.

  Each man was distinctive, different, unique, and totally worth her time and effort. If last night was any indication, she was going to be a busy woman for a long time to come, because she did not intend to avoid these men. However, the sun was rising. As much as she would love to stay in bed with them and replay every move of last night, she had to go to work. She and her sisters were going to break ground on the rebuilding of the Treasure Cove library today, and she refused to be late.

  Trinity Construction had gotten the bid when another contractor bowed out at the last minute, going after a large home community that was scheduled to start sometime at the end of the month. River and her sisters thought about putting in their bid on that job, but when they heard the developer was bringing in an outside contractor, they decided to stick with who they knew. The reconstruction of a beautiful historical library was right up their alley.

  Moving slowly, she tried to extricate herself from the massive arms and legs that bound her to the bed. However, when she attempted to shift, arms tightened around her stomach, holding her in place. If she weren't running late already, she would smile, but she really needed to get going. Her sisters were probably already out at the site, getting started. Since she was the construction forewoman, the crew wouldn’t know where to start if she wasn’t there directing them.

  “Where are you going?” a gruff, yet sleepy voice asked, moving closer to her.

  “I’m going to be late for work,” River replied, smiling.

  “You’re going to be late.”

  “Oh really?” She giggled and then asked, “Exactly how late am I going to be?”

  “Very late, it’s my turn,” the voice said, grabbing her arms and placing them above her head. His strong arm held her easily, and all thoughts of work fled as his mouth descended on her throat.

  “Julio, be careful, she might still be sore,” the other groggy voice said beside her. River didn’t want to rain on his parade. She may ache a bit, but she was more than ready for a delicious morning wake-up call.

  “Go make coffee, Victor, while I tend to our woman,” Julio muttered, trailing kisses down her chest. River didn’t have the heart to tell either of
them that coffee was the devil’s brew and she only drank herbal tea, but considering Julio was willing to jumpstart her day, she chose to remain quiet.

  River jumped as Julio’s hot tongue moved erotically along her hip. The heavy scent of sex hung in the air around her, heightening her mood. His fingers lightly brushed along her sides. River moved her hands to touch him, and he looked up at her and growled. She instantly placed them back above her head. His mouth was warm and moist as he licked and kissed her ribs, her waist, and her hips. She gasped when he inserted a hand between her legs, forcing them open, giving him better access between her thighs.

  “Tell me, River, have you ever fantasized about being with three dominant men?” Julio asked, licking the inside of her thigh.

  “Yes,” she purred as his tongue moved closer to her pussy. He had barely touched her and her body was already humming frantically. He was a magician, weaving his spell around her.

  “I fantasize about it all the time.”

  Julio spoke again. “You will address me as Master.”

  “Yes, Master. I fantasize about it all the time.”

  “Will you serve my brothers and me? Will you accept the training needed to make you ours?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “Will you obey every rule, without question?”

  “Um, can we talk about that one?” River quipped quickly, and before she realized the words that came out of her mouth, Julio swiftly turned her onto her stomach and swatted her bare ass. She had heard the slap first before she felt the sting of his hand. It hurt like a mother, but what came next was beyond her imagination. Julio started to rub the burn as a heat so scorching moved slowly, spreading the heat around her bottom. The feeling was exquisite. It had been so long since she’d felt the sharp sting of pain and the wondrous aftereffects. She yearned for it, wiggling her ass, hoping to receive another bite of heaven.

  “Well, well, well,” Miguel said, coming out of the bathroom, a yellow towel wrapped around his waist. “Would you look at that? She wants more, Julio.”

  “I told you she was perfect,” Victor added, coming in, carrying a cup of coffee in his hands.

  “Perfectly insolent,” Julio growled, smacking her ass again. “This one is going to be trouble. It’s going to take all of us to control her and her untrained mouth.”

  “I’ll take care of that.” Miguel laughed, removing the towel. “I do prefer the oral approach to learning.” River eyes widened as Miguel approached her. Water droplets rolled off his caramel skin. Dropping the towel, he grabbed his cock, which was already stiff, and grinned at her. Kneeling on the bed, Miguel stroked her hair as he continued rubbing his dick.

  “Let’s see what I’ve got to work with,” he said, cupping her breasts, squeezing them tight. He stroked and groped them before lowering his head to take one into his mouth. He moaned softly and sucked on it, gentle at first, and then harder. He pinched and twisted the other nipple, making River moan and arch her back.

  “Mmm, a responsive little thing, isn’t she? Bet her screams are just as pretty.”

  Miguel dug his nails into the flesh around the twisted nipple. River cried out softly but was careful to stay still. She decided long ago that is she wanted this lifestyle, she was going to have to toughen up. She knew before with other men that they were too gentle with her. What she wanted was someone rough, with a take-charge attitude, and it looked as if she finally found it…times three!

  Miguel let go of her breast and pressed his hard cock against her cheek. He was stroking her hair again. He pushed his cock into her mouth, sliding it in slowly but determinedly as far as it would go.

  “Suck me,” Miguel instructed. River started moving her mouth over him, caressing his dick with her tongue.

  “Whack!” A blow from the firm hand struck her breast, making her moan as Miguel started raining blows on her as she sucked his cock. River was spurred to move faster over his dick. Miguel began to thrust into her mouth, holding her head with his free hand.

  “Wonder how much of my cock she can take?” he asked, before pushing against her gag reflex and moaning when she coughed and spluttered. Miguel rammed into her throat and held her head still, asphyxiating her. He was still paddling her poor breasts. After what seemed an eternity, he withdrew.

  “I found these,” Victor said, handing Miguel a pair of silk stockings that were in her top dresser drawer. River lay motionless, wondering what Miguel was going to do with them. They were her something fancy she wore when she decided to look pretty, which wasn’t very often, considering her occupation. She was a girl and, on occasion, she liked to dress up and look nice. Her question was answered when Miguel took her arms, pulled them over her head, and used her silk stockings to tie her hands to her headboard.

  “Those were expensive,” she stated firmly.

  “Don’t worry, baby, we’ll make sure you get plenty more.” Julio chuckled as he ran his fingers over her pussy. Then she felt his mouth sliding over her, his tongue flickering over her clit. He reached under her and grabbed her red, sore buttocks, drawing her deeper into his mouth as he went down on her. Without warning, River felt one of his long, thick fingers slide into her ass. Arching at the intrusion, Julio continued his ministrations as he started fucking her with it.

  River began to feel the familiar rise of sensation that heralded an orgasm. She was arching against his face helplessly. He took his cue and increased the speed and pressure of his ministrations to her clit.

  “Open,” Miguel growled.

  River didn’t miss a beat and did exactly as he ordered, sucking the head of his cock into her mouth. She loved sucking cock and Miguel’s cock was something to behold. Closing her eyes, she licked up and down his shaft, only able to get half into her mouth, but she didn’t care. She wished she had her hands, knowing if they were free, she could pleasure him better.

  Heavy hands were pressed roughly against her tits. River’s eyes opened immediately as Victor’s eyes bore into hers. Her nipples hardened to his touch. He broke the brief spell quickly by removing his hands, content with her complete compliance, having made his point that she was his to do with as he pleased.

  Chuckling, Julio said, “Well, baby, you’re going to get it from all of us now. I hope you’re ready.”

  River looked at both men and blushed deeply. It was one thing to be a piece of meat to be used by one inept idiot, but to be used by three very capable and dominant men, well, that was a little disconcerting. In all honesty, she didn’t know or care how she happened to be here with them, only that they were here and willing to fulfill one of her fantasies. Only they didn’t know it was, but that was just semantics. For the longest time, she had dreamed, craved, and desperately wanted what other men couldn’t give her. She thought about going over to the Pleasure Cave, but she knew too many of the men there, and it just felt wrong. So she kept her dreams to herself, praying that one day they might be heard.

  “You want this?” Julio said impatiently. Perhaps to emphasize his point, he jerked his cock out, smiling lewdly, sporting a gorgeous erection that he waved tantalizingly in his hand. River blushed as she realized she was transfixed by it and staring in lust.

  “Dirty girl.” Victor laughed. “Look at her, Julio, she is practically creaming herself over the sight of your cock, and she has Miguel’s in her mouth.” As Victor talked, he knelt next to her, waving his cock in her face as he traced the head across her cheeks and into my hair.

  “Tell us what you want, baby,” Victor asked as his cock slapped her gently but mockingly on her cheek. River wanted so much to suck it there and then. Everywhere she looked, she saw cocks, all big, long, and thick, dripping with cum, hard and pulsing. Her poor pussy ached to have each of them in her.

  Releasing Miguel’s shaft, River quietly replied, “I want to suck Miguel’s cock and take it deep in my throat. I want to gag on it. I want his cum in my mouth and all over my face. I want Julio to pound my aching pussy while you fuck my ass hard.”

  Riv
er laid there as each of the men laughed boisterously. She wondered if she had overstepped some boundary. She hoped she hadn’t because if they left her in her current state, she knew no toy in her collection would stave off her itch.

  “Smart woman,” Miguel said, sobering first, then added, “Now finish what you started.

  “Find the lube, Vic. I’m betting our girl has a plethora of toys somewhere around here,” Julio ordered, moving closer between her legs.

  It didn’t take long for Victor to shout, ““Eureka!” However, when he whistled soon after, River wanted to crawl under a rock and hide for eternity. She knew what he found. She wished she could say it was just a small vibrator, maybe some orgasm cream, but no. She had a full inventory of dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, two sets of handcuffs, a black riding crop, three ball gags, and a leather mask. And one very expensive set of nipple clamps that she’d never worn. That didn’t include her drawers of lingerie, fetish wear, and, hidden in her hall closet, a small but workable Saint Andrews Cross that she built herself.

  “Oh, brother, I think we have a closet sub on our hands,” Victor said, holding up a ten-inch black phallus with roped pearl beads under the head. It was one of her favorites, and she used it often. Well, she wasn’t about to tell them that. She did have to keep some secrets.

  Returning to the bed with her bottle of lube, Victor added, “We are going to have so much fun with you, River. I can’t wait to spank your ass.”

  “Then I’m going to fuck it,” Julio said.

  “Then it will be my turn,” Miguel added.

  “Baby, we are going to wreck you for everyone else,” Victor said, lying down next to her.