Chapter 12
Goose bumps pebbled over Matt’s skin. His turn for a prize dive had come. Closing his eyes, he reached into the box and closed his hand around the first toy he touched. A velvet bag containing two round, smooth, hard objects. She owns the most legendary of playthings. Ben Wa balls. A grin took over his face before he even opened his eyes. “Let’s see how tight you can make that lovely pussy, Raine.”
His challenge seemed to spark her own smile. “Did you forget from last night already, Matty?”
He laughed at the absurdity of her question. “No chance of that, sweetheart.” His virgin voyage with a woman was etched in his brain forever. Pouring the pair of cool spheres into his palm, he considered his options. Vertical or horizontal? “How about we give those vaginal muscles a good workout? Do you need a little lubrication, or are you already wet?”
“I’m ready.”
Dipping a finger into her folds, he rubbed back and forth a couple times through her slick juices. “Fucking Rafe’s ass is quite a turn-on, isn’t it?” One polished ball slid inside with no resistance. He pushed in the second. “Have you ever done crunches with them in? I’ve read about women exercising and cleaning house while they work those Kegels.”
“Once a week, I do an hour-long aerobic workout with them. By the end, I’m having so many tiny orgasms I can barely finish.”
With a hand cupping her cheek, he kissed her sweet lips. “We’re not waiting an hour to ravish you. I want to see what two minutes of crunches does for your G-spot. If you can keep the balls inside you the whole time, I’ll give you a reward.”
Her prize would be his as well. Vince had had a turn in her burning bush, and Matt wanted a chance to make her come with his mouth too.
Lowering herself to the floor, Raine put her hands behind her head with her elbows wide and knees bent. She curled her upper back off the rug. “Start the clock now.”
He checked his watch and then focused his attention on her strong abs and the expression on her face. Thirty seconds passed. A minute. Her eyes closed, and her face flushed a rosy shade of pink. A minute fifteen seconds. He heard a low moan. A minute and a half. Her breath came out in shallow pants. Ten, nine, eight. Another moan. Five, four. She bit her bottom lip.
“Three, two, one.” Dropping to his knees, he spread her thighs and buried his tongue in her wetness, seeking her swollen clit. There. He fluttered over the slippery nub until she arched against him and cried out her pleasure. With a final swipe, he raised up to share her musky flavor with her, easing his tongue past her teeth for a satisfying kiss. “Vin’s turn, sweetheart.”
After that dip into the toy box, they’d all take her to bed and finally tell her they loved her.
* * * *
Vince uncrossed his arms, tugging his shirt over his head and stripping out of his shorts. If he’d undressed any sooner, he wouldn’t have been able to keep from jerking off. He knew Raine’s taste, and watching Matty go down on her had been beyond erotic, especially after she’d fucked Rafe’s ass. Taking a shaky breath, he crossed to the container on the bed, never taking his gaze from Raine. She’d removed the Ben Wa balls and seemed to be recovering from her incredible orgasm.
He closed his eyes, reached in the box, and hoped he didn’t spontaneously combust. His hand closed around something curved, rigid yet soft. Opening his eyes, he didn’t look to see what he’d chosen, only waited for her reaction.
Matt and Rafe chuckled behind him, but Raine only raised her eyebrows. What the hell did I pick? Vince gave up waiting for her to say something and looked toward his hand. Red satin…handcuffs. His dick hardened another notch. He wouldn’t have thought that was possible. Their flame-haired pixie had bondage toys, and he had no idea whether she expected him to be the dominant or submissive participant. Since the cuffs belonged to her, he supposed she should get to decide.
“Lie down on the bed.” His balls tightened at the huskiness in her voice, and his pulse pounded in his chest. “On your stomach.”
Evidently, she’s the aggressor.
He crawled onto the mattress, moving to the center of the bed. After a couple of adjustments to accommodate his erection, he settled into place, the restraints still clutched in his grasp. How the hell was he going to avoid the inevitable explosion when she began touching him? A small, warm hand glided along his shoulder to his waist and lower, making his balls constrict. Inevitable.
“Vin has the hottest ass, doesn’t he, Raine?” Matty stood just inside Vince’s peripheral vision with his fist around his cock.
Her fingers skimmed down over Vince’s right cheek. “Very nice.” Warm breath teased his skin before she pressed a kiss to the other side. A moment later, she pulled the satin-covered steel from his grip. “Is this your first time being locked up by a lover?”
He couldn’t stifle a groan. Locked up by a lover. The words had his hips grinding against the comforter and pre-cum oozing from his slit. “Yeah. I’m…a virgin.”
“Me too.” She traced the outer curve of his ear then nipped his lobe. “Mind if we use these particular accessories with all four of us?”
His stomach muscles shuddered as a wave of unbelievable desire washed through him. “Anything you want.”
Click. Rattle. Click. The satin and steel enclosed his wrists, and he didn’t need to look to the brass headboard to know she’d hooked the cuffs around one of the bars. He was her prisoner. Damn if it didn’t ratchet up his need to fuck and be fucked.
She kissed her way from his bicep to his mouth. He ignored the strain on his neck and took the kiss deeper. She sparred with his tongue for not nearly long enough before she shifted away and tugged upward on his waist. “On your hands and knees.”
He followed her instructions without question. “I want to be inside you.”
“Soon.” She ran her fingertips down the seam of his ass, circling his anus and cradling his sac. “Matty, you’re on the bottom. Slide in under Vince and grease up that big tool of yours. I’m in the middle. Rafe, you’re on top. You get this fabulous butt.”
Vince adored a lover who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to tell him. He adored Raine. “I’m not going to last long. You have me too damn ready to go.”
“You’re not the only one.” Watching Matt slide beneath Vince and start rubbing a handful of lube on his erection, Raine barely suppressed a spontaneous orgasm. Foreplay with these guys beat sex with men her age, hands down. She started to reach for the condoms but stopped before her fingers closed around the drawer handle. “Um, do you mind if we skip the condoms? I mean, I’m clean and on birth control. I want to really feel you.”
Rafe picked up the tube of lubricating gel, squeezing a generous mound onto his palm. “We’ve all been tested. We’re healthy and disease-free and never use condoms with the three of us. If you’re comfortable going without, it’s fine with us.”
She hadn’t ever slept with a man who left the decision up to her. Lowering her hand to her side, she made the decision. “I trust you.”
“And we trust you.” Matt crooked his finger at her and pulled Vince’s head down for a quick kiss. “Climb in, sweetheart. Vin and I are ready for the ride of our lives.”
Wiggling in between them, she savored the smoothness of Matt’s lightly furred chest on her back and the coarseness of the slightly thicker hair across Vince’s pecs on her nipples. She guided Vince’s cock to her entrance while Rafe positioned himself at Vince’s rear. Matty slathered lube along her puckered hole. With the memory of last night’s pleasure fresh in her mind, she arched downward, taking two of her men inside her. “Now, Rafe. I want all of us connected.”
Vince groaned and pushed deeper at the same time Matty seated himself balls deep in her ass. The fullness in her body matched the fullness in her heart. They stroked in and out in unison, even as Rafe moved in time to their rhythm. She cupped Vince’s stubbled cheek and kissed him, covering the back of Matt’s hand on her hip with her free hand. Their legs tangled, and she couldn’
t tell where she ended and her lovers began.
Pumping faster, a blaze of sensation spread through her. Dragging her mouth from Vince’s, she struggled to breath. “Love me! Please! Now!”
Wet heat flooded her insides as her cries blended with her men’s yells. The rush of her orgasm went on and on and on. Tears flowed from her eyes at the surge of emotion that came with the physical deluge. This is love! I’ve found love!
Matt rolled with her to the side, leaving Vince to collapse against them and Rafe curved around his back. The rough inhales and exhales continued for a long minute before a soft murmur caressed her ear. “I love you, sweetheart.”
Rafe reached over Vince to stroke her hair. “And I love you, Raine.”
Twisting against the restraints, Vince kissed her forehead. “Our hearts are meant for each other, my love. All of us. Let us love you.”
They love me too. Swallowing past the lump in her throat, she sucked in a calming breath. “I love all of you. And if you try to leave, I’m cuffing you to the bed and throwing away the keys.”
Vince grinned. “So you have more of these handcuffs in your toy box?”
Her pulse skittered. “I have lots of surprises in my stash of goodies.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
When her fingers aren’t attached to her keyboard, Mellanie Szereto enjoys hiking, Pilates, cooking, gardening, and researching for her stories. Many times, the research partners with her other hobbies, taking her from the Hocking Hills region in Ohio to the Colorado Rockies and the Adirondacks of New York. Sometimes, the trip is no farther than to her garden for ingredients and her kitchen to test recipes for her latest steamy tale. Mellanie makes her home in rural Indiana with her husband of twenty-five years and their two children, one dog, and three cats. She is a member of Romance Writers of America and Indiana Romance Writers of America.
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