Rogue Shifter [High-Country Shifters 3]

by Melody Snow Monroe

  “Touch me.” Oh, crap. “I mean touch me, Master Cavon.” While it was clear they’d never been masters before, it was fun to play the role of being a submissive. Deep inside, she suspected that she was really the one in control.

  He said nothing as he lifted her knee to thread the panties down her leg. His hands disappeared, and the loss saddened her.

  Malik leaned back and lifted her chin. “Don’t worry. Your master is coming back. We want to make sure you don’t try to take advantage of us.”

  She laughed. “What do you mean, Master?”

  “I have a feeling you have a wicked mouth, and if you get anywhere near my cock, I’ll lose control. Cavon wants to ensure your capture is secure.”

  Capture? Only when she heard the cuffs open did she understand. “Those were for me to tie you down with.”

  Malik lightly brushed his lips against her mouth. “I don’t think that’s how it’s supposed to work.”

  Cavon clamped one cuff on her ankle and nudged her legs open. She clasped onto Malik for balance as she leaned on one leg. The other end snapped closed. Then he fumbled around with something that she couldn’t figure out since she couldn’t see anything. He moved on to the other leg and repeated the process. She thought she’d be unable to move, but he must have attached the cuffs to the bed using the rope or something because she was able to move her foot right and left, forward and backward.

  Cavon rubbed her ass. “We wanted you to have some freedom, so I tied the rope to the cuffs and attached that to the bedpost. You can move, but you can’t go too far.”

  Malik rubbed his scratchy pants against her stomach. “This gives me the ability to stand in front of you and savor all of your loveliness.”

  Her body sizzled from his tempting words. Totally naked now, she was more vulnerable than she’d ever been in her life, but at least she had her hands.

  Malik and Cavon must have sensed or felt the rise in her heartbeat because each one ran their soothing hands down her legs.

  “You are so beautiful. We want you to trust us. Do you?”

  She swallowed. “I do.” If she didn’t, she’d be screaming right now.

  Cavon pulled her hands behind her, which served to lift her tits upward. Using another one of the velvet-covered ropes, he tied her hands behind her. When she tugged at the bindings, it seemed to make the knot tighter. She might be able to drop down onto the floor, but that was about the extent of her movement.

  “Are you okay, slave?” Malik asked in a tone that soothed her.

  Being called a slave was cute as long as they didn’t abuse it. “Yes, Master Malik.”

  He licked each nipple, and electric sparks darted across her chest. His erotic touch made her yearn for more. Then he stopped. His hip brushed her arm as if he’d stepped to the side.

  Since Cavon’s hands weren’t on her, she had no idea what he was doing either. Because her sight was nonexistent, her hearing became more acute. Shoes thumped on the ground, and two zippers slid open. Yes! They were getting naked. Her breath quickened.

  “What do you think we should do with her, Malik?”

  Malik wedged again between her and the bed again. Judging by the position of his hands, he was on his knees beside the end of the bed and his mouth was close to her pussy.

  “I think I’ll play with this for a while.” When he twirled her curls in his finger, her mind went blank.

  Her body heated as pulses of pleasure rippled across her belly and dashed up her spine. Her pussy gushed. Just as Malik nuzzled his nose into between her folds, Cavon must have stood because he wrapped his arms around her body and pressed on her nipples. The simultaneous bliss from the pressure on her nipples and the touching from Malik nearly toppled her.

  She’d been about to grab hold of Malik’s shoulders when she realized she was bound. The helplessness only added to the forbidden nature of what these men were doing to her. Malik licked her cunt and she drew up on her tiptoes.

  “Slave, do not come.” For emphasis, Cavon pinched her nipples so tightly the pain cascaded down her body.

  Before the ache reached her pussy, the sensation had turned into a whorl of pleasure. Malik nudged her legs wider.

  “I need more access, slave.”

  She held in her giggle but soon sobered as he slipped a thick finger up her wet channel. She inhaled sharply and tried not let the heat building inside her push her over the cliff of desire. She forced her thoughts to her job, trying to remember how many rooms were booked this weekend, but when Malik wiggled his finger, she lost all ability to think.

  Desperate to gain some control, she dared to ask, “Don’t you want my mouth on your cocks, Masters?”

  Cavon nudged her back with his cock. “Shh. Do not speak unless we give you permission.”

  They seemed to be enjoying this dominance thing perhaps a little too much, but right now the words weren’t forming well enough in her brain to object. She got the feeling this wasn’t the first time they’d done this.

  Cavon disappeared. She’d been about to ask him where he was going but thought it better to concentrate on the wonderful bliss from Malik’s hands and mouth. He removed his fingers and slid his wet, rough tongue right into her. She swore he was able to curl it into a cone as he dipped it into her. The nubby texture did her in. She bent her legs to get more of him inside. The tongue-fucking was like someone had attached electric wires to every part of her body and plugged her in.

  “Oh, God. It’s too much.”

  Malik stopped. “Am I hurting you, honey?”

  “No, but you said not to come and I’m so close. I’m about to burst.”

  The scent of cherry filled the air, and she figured out where Cavon had gone. He was getting the lube.

  He rubbed a greasy finger around her back hole then leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Do not come.

  With her focus momentarily distracted, her body calmed. Malik touched her shoulders and moved once more to the side. Now what was he doing? This damned blindfold was frustrating her. She so wanted to see the size of their cocks, which she was imagining to be oh so very big.

  Malik placed his palm on her back. “I’ll hold you up while you bend over. Cavon needs to take care of you.”

  “Be gentle, Master Cavon. I’ve never had a cock in my ass.”

  Cavon kissed each ass cheek. “And you won’t tonight either. I need to stretch you out.” He tapped her rear. “You are so tiny that it will take several tries to get you used to my cock.”

  Holy shit. Were they that big?

  Malik reached under her chest with one hand and rubbed her already tender nipples. Shudders wracked her body, but she forced her mind to think of anything but that heavenly release that was begging to let go.

  Cavon rubbed circles around her right ring when all of a sudden he slipped two fingers into her creamy hole and dragged the juices up her divide. “Oh.”

  He chuckled. “I thought you were missing Malik’s licking, and since you’ve been so good, I decided to reward you, slave.”

  “Thank you, Master.” She swallowed her laugh. Playacting was so much fun.

  He dipped one finger into her ass, and she clenched her rear.

  “None of that.” He lightly tapped her butt again.

  She’d been about to say that if he didn’t want her to clench, he should warn her, but Malik twisted a nipple and slipped a finger into her pussy a second or two after Cavon withdrew. The triple stimulation was like having fire in her veins. Spasms rolled down her inner channel, heating her from the inside out.

  “I’m sorry. I’m not sure how much longer I can last.” Her words came out in small bursts.

  Cavon spanked her a little harder. “You forgot to say Master.”

  His insistence helped lighten the mood. “Yes, Master.”

  He must have teased her as a way for her to relax because he slipped his finger farther into her ass and twisted it around. Pleasure coursed through her. If only she’d known how wonderful this was,
she would have begged for it sooner.

  “Are you sure your cock can’t fit, Master Cavon?”

  He laughed. After he withdrew his fingers, he nudged his cock against her hole. “What do you think? Will it fit?”

  With gentle pressure, Cavon pressed inward, but there was no way in hell something that big was going to fit inside her. “No, Master.”

  Cavon stepped back and immediately unwrapped her hands. She brought them forward, and he rubbed out the soreness in her shoulders. Malik must have been on his knees because he undid the cuffs on her ankles. As soon as she was free, she moved her legs together.

  Malik clasped her calf. “We didn’t say you could move, slave. For that we will have to dole out some punishment.”

  His tone had turned too serious, and for a moment her pulse soared. He dragged the back of his fingers over her hip and across her tits. When Cavon lifted the blindfold, she looked downward.

  “Holy shit, that’s one big cock.”

  Chapter Five

  Malik laughed. “Better to love you, slave. Come here.” He lifted her up, plastered her to his chest and kissed her hard.

  His cock managed to nuzzle between her legs. “Your cock’s the size of a fallen log.”

  He kissed her nose. “I’ll be gentle. Or I’ll try to be. Right now I want you so bad my veins are throbbing hard.” He spun her around and placed her back on the bed, where the cool comforter soothed her back. Cavon walked to the side and dropped a knee on the bed and crawled toward her.

  “Grr.”

  She had to laugh. As much as she wanted him, his human growl was quite pathetic, though she sure wasn’t going to tell him that. She lowered her gaze and realized why his cock would never fit in her ass. He was thicker than Malik’s.

  “Are all lion shifters as big as you two?”

  Cavon leaned over and drew a nipple into his mouth. Her already-tender skin streaked with pleasure on the first tug.

  He lifted his head. “You’ll never get the chance to find out.”

  Malik dropped between her thighs and pushed open her legs. His tight grip made it impossible to move. Once more she was a prisoner. He blew on her quivering pussy, and she bucked off the bed. Her groan once more came out too loud. When Cavon licked one nipple then the other, the tension in her body nearly broke. She wanted their cocks so badly that she didn’t dare climax first. While they might not be playing the dominant role anymore, she was sure they’d exact some punishment if she came first.

  Cavon twirled a nipple between his fingers and pressed tightly as he sucked hard on the other. She shut her eyes, and stars exploded behind her lids. When Malik dipped his fingers into her and curled them, he set off a series of explosion that drenched her in desire. The ache in her body toppled her.

  “I need your cock now.” After a moment of thought, she decided to show them more respect. “Masters, please.” Only then did she remember the condom. “You have to wear protection.”

  She reached for the foil packet on her side table and tore open the foil. After extracting the latex, she handed it to Malik first since he was between her legs. She would have loved to put it on his cock herself, but that would have required too much time. “Can you cover yourself with this?”

  He stared at it. “How?”

  She thought it was obvious, but apparently it wasn’t “Here.” It was easier to do than to explain. She placed it on the tip and rolled it down. She had to grab his cock with one hand to hold him still, but that made it difficult to get it on.

  “I got it.” He used both hands to pull it down. “Now, roll over. I can’t wait any longer.” Malik lifted her onto her hands and knees while Cavon slid perpendicular to her body and aligned his rigid cock under her mouth.

  He lifted his hard shaft upward. “Suck on me, slave.” She could barely hear his words as they came out garbled. If the pre-cum oozing out of his shiny slit was any indication, he was as close to coming as she was.

  Malik grabbed her hips and leaned over her back. He traced his tongue along the shell of her ear. “I want you.”

  The tantalizing way he said those words made her cream more. “Fuck me. Fuck me, hard.”

  Cavon groaned loudly as if her words made him needier. “Please, slave.” He wagged his cock.

  His eyes were half closed, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. Needing to pay him back a little, she licked his entire length slowly. When she reached the rim of the head, she circled his cock. He jerked. She would have continued, but Malik took that moment to place the huge head of his cock at her entrance.

  He licked her shoulder then lightly bit down on her as if he wanted to feast on her. A quick shot of fear from the knowledge that these were wild animals underneath their human exterior sizzled up her spine. She didn’t get to linger long on that thought before Malik wedged his way in. Despite oozing cream, his large size seemed to prevent him further access.

  He rubbed her back. “You are so damned tight.”

  “What can I do about that, Master?” She smiled, thinking about him as her master.

  “Relax and let me love you.”

  He continued to rub her arms up and down as he forged ahead. He’d move inward an inch then withdraw. She was so focused on all the nerve endings he was stimulating that she’d forgotten about poor Cavon.

  “Slave!”

  She turned her attention back to him. “Yes, Master?”

  “Please.”

  She grinned and dove down on him. Keeping her lips in a tight seal, she sucked hard on his cock. He threaded his fingers through her hair and tugged enough to add to the tension. When his cock reached the end of her throat, she dropped down on her elbows to allow her to take hold of his meaty shaft.

  The change in angle seemed to aid Malik in sliding in all the way. She lost her breath and lifted off Cavon. She inhaled. “Master Malik, you are so freaking huge.” She was being ripped in two from his size.

  He placed his head next to hers and kissed her crown. “I’ll go slow.”

  Maybe the Anterran women were larger, or at least she hoped so, because it would take some getting used to. When he worked his way out, she exhaled and lifted off Cavon again at the same time. Malik reached around her body and slid his hand to her belly. When he pressed on her clit, a torrent of lust washed over her, allowing him to plow back in unrestricted. This time he had no problem reaching the end in one thrust.

  She captured Cavon’s cock again in her mouth, but this time she clasped on to the base. Still on her elbows, she cupped his balls and rolled them around. If she’d been able to reach, she would have sucked on them.

  Cavon must not have had must patience left, for he grabbed hold of her hand and moved it up and down himself. She went up halfway with her hand until she met her mouth. The faster she sucked, the more rapidly Malik fucked her. And the faster his cock drove into her, the hotter she became. Soon she was rocking back and forth, flying apart at the seams. Keeping up her rhythm on Cavon, she shifted her hips back to meet his thrusts.

  Both men groaned as she soared higher and higher. Not only had she never experienced the wonder of two men before, but no one had ever treated her so well. Malik reached around her body and rubbed her swollen nipples. Each pinch snapped points of bliss down her sides, and her aching pussy rejoiced from the pounding. She arched her back and lowered her head to take in more of Cavon.

  He shot his hips upward and fucked her mouth. Only seconds passed before he let out a cry she was sure the neighbors could hear. Cannonballs of jism filled her mouth. She lifted her head a little to drink in his salty brew. He lowered his hips, and his muscles seemed to go limp. She would have licked him clean had Malik’s cock not grown inside her. With his final thrust, she let loose a scream of her own as the waves of ecstasy slammed into her. Her pussy stretched to the max as the glory of his cock filled her. Heat and powerful pulses rammed against the back of her cunt wall as he ejaculated into the condom.

  “Great gods in the sky,” he yelled.

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bsp; His cock kept going, expanding and contracting. She dropped her head on Cavon’s stomach and he patted her back.

  They must have lay there for minutes before Malik finally pulled out. He got off the bed, but she didn’t look where he went. He returned and rolled her onto her back before cleaning her up.

  “You, slave, were amazing.”

  “There will never be another set of masters like you two.”

  “Never forget that.” Malik leaned over and kissed her. “You do know that you always had the control.”

  “Sure, I did, especially when I was tied up and blindfolded.” Though she had to admit that was very exciting.

  He laughed, and all seemed right with the world.

  * * * *

  There was no question about it. Making love with Amy had changed him. Cavon decided that he wanted to stay in Spirit and be part of her world. Never had he met anyone like her before. The Anterran women were so uptight compared to her. She was free and loving and wonderful. But she was also ambitious, and he understood she was the type of woman who would never be satisfied with a bunch of guys who just liked to have a good time.

  “I’m going out to find a job. You want to come with me?”

  They were in the hotel restaurant eating breakfast. If Amy hadn’t needed to get up early, they would have spent the night. Actually, it was Malik who thought she might want some space to think about the epic event. For once, his brother might have been right.

  He drank his coffee. Are you out of your fucking mind?

  Malik watched entirely too much American television. His slang was getting out of hand. “No. We can’t keep spending all of Lara’s money. That card is for other Anterrans to use when and if they want to visit.”

  “I’m on vacation.”

  Cavon ate the last piece of bacon and let the juices trickle over his tongue. He could really get used to this way of eating, but he knew this way of life would make them soft. “For how long?”

  “For however long I want it to last.”

  His brother had been the one to say he wanted to move here permanently. “What happens when we want to get a place of our own? How are you going to pay for it?”