“I want to tie your hands and then blindfold you. It won’t hurt,” he said gently. “However, it will mean you are willing to give us control of your pleasure.”
At this point, she would stand on her head if that was what pleased them. There was nothing scary about what they were doing, and she did trust them. Maybe that was why the nipple clamps hadn’t fazed her. She had trusted them, and now that they understood her past, she knew they would do nothing unless she wanted them to.
“Please, do as you wish. I want you to.”
“In the words of my brother”—Constantine growled—“your wish is our command.”
Chapter Seventeen
Constantine tied her hands above her head and then kissed both her eyes before he blindfolded her with the second scarf. Not being able to see immediately heightened her other senses. She could only feel their mouths and their fingers that caressed her from the top of her head to her toes. She didn’t know who was doing what, and it didn’t matter. It was as if they were one person. She whimpered and moaned. Her body and mind were shards of nervous energy that were begging for release.
She felt them leave the bed, and she yearned for their return. When they did finally come back to her, she felt their skin against hers. All three of them were naked. Their cocks rubbed against her stomach, her hips, her legs, and against her pussy. She moaned. She wasn’t sure how much she would be able to stand before she begged them to take her. Her mouth watered to taste them.
Without warning, she was flipped onto her stomach and her legs were pulled apart. She waited, holding her breath.
“Her ass is perfection,” Gabriel said from somewhere behind her.
She felt their lips on her ass and their fingers parting her cheeks. She knew they had spoken of anal sex before. She shivered involuntarily.
“We are only going to begin to prepare you,” Gabriel said. “We want to fuck you together. One of us will fuck your pussy while the other imbeds himself deep in your ass. When we come, we will fill you completely. Is this something you think you would want to experience, Melody?”
“I don’t know,” she answered truthfully.
“We’ll take it slow. It will bring us much pleasure. However, it’s not a deal breaker if you can’t.”
“There are deal breakers?” she asked, her breath catching in her throat.
“There are always deal breakers,” he said softly, “for each of us.”
“I’m going to insert my finger into your anus, just a little bit at a time, and it will be little finger, so just relax, okay, my sweet,” Constantine whispered into her ear.
She nodded her head. The thought of being taken this way was a turn-on as much as it frightened her. She waited.
His finger easily penetrated her tiny hole. He must have used some kind of lubricant, because he slid even further inside her and she still felt no pain. It was a little uncomfortable, but not like she thought it would be, but then again, it was just his little finger.
“You’re doing so good, my sweet. Now, just a little further.”
He began to fuck her ass slowly, going in and out, out and in. She moaned softly. This was much better than she thought.
“Now, because you’re having no problem with this, I’m going to insert two fingers. Is that okay?”
Constantine’s voice was soothing, calming. She nodded.
It hurt a little, but as he began to fuck her tight little hole, she became acclimated to both his fingers and found herself enjoying it. When he stopped, she wiggled her ass in protest.
“You like this, baby.” It was Gabriel who was now behind her whispering in her ear.
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to stick my two fingers up your ass now?”
“Yes.”
She moaned as he inserted his fingers inside her. He was a bit rougher than Constantine. His thrusts were hard, and his fingers were longer. She was so wet and horny. She needed more. “Please,” she begged.
“Please what?” Gabriel asked.
“Please fuck me.”
“You want me to fuck your pussy, baby?”
“Yes, and…”
“And what?”
“I want more…I want it all.” she whispered.
Gabriel’s fingers immediately withdrew from her ass as he groaned. “Melody, do you have any idea what your words do to us?”
She felt her hips being lifted.
“Untie her hands, but leave the blindfold on,” Gabriel ordered. “Now we’re going to fuck you the way you asked us to fuck you.”
The scarf was removed, and her hands were free to help hold herself up. She was more than ready. She moaned softly. She heard the sound of foil and knew Gabriel was preparing himself. He then hauled her on top of his cock and pounded it deep inside her in one firm stroke. He withdrew and did it again.
“Lift your head, my sweet.” It was Constantine. He was in front of her. She opened her mouth. She wanted what she couldn’t see. “Please, I want your cum.”
She heard Constantine’s growl before he shoved his cock in her mouth. She took as much as she could. She reveled in how he stretched her lips.
It was then that she felt the head of Jonathan’s cock pressing against the opening between her butt cheeks. She gasped.
“Are you sure, Melody?” Jonathan’s voice rasped his question.
“Yes. Please, Jonathan, I need all three of you,” she cried out before her mouth surrounded Constantine’s cock once more.
Jonathan pushed his cock inside her deeper. She tensed as he met resistance. It did hurt, but when he stopped, he gave her time to adjust. He then pushed harder and broke through with a pop and eased his way further inside her until she felt his balls on her ass.
“Oh, Melody,” Jonathan said from behind her, “you feel so fucking good.”
Gabriel’s cock was now fully extended inside her and began to fuck her again now that Jonathan was fully inside her. Both their cocks begin to move together. She thought she might die from the sheer pleasure of what they were doing to her. Constantine was still in her mouth, and as if on cue, it swelled and pulsated. She knew he was close.
“Come for us, baby,” Gabriel commanded. “Now, Melody,” he groaned. She felt him expand, sending her over the edge. She moaned as Constantine sent reams of cum into her throat. She swallowed and felt her world explode as Jonathan came inside her ass. It was as if she were floating, flying, and dying all at once. She was in some kind of heaven on earth.
Constantine’s cock slipped from her mouth. She had no more energy to hold herself in place. They had taken everything she had to give.
Gabriel and Jonathan pulled out from inside her. They lay back on the bed. If their breathing was any indication, they were as spent as she was. She could hardly speak.
“That was unbelievable,” she was finally able to choke out.
“Yes, my sweet, it was,” Constantine said, hugging her.
“And it will only get better, I promise.” Gabriel’s voice was thick with emotion.
“You gave me your ass for the first time. Thank you, Melody,” Jonathan whispered into her hair. “I will never be able to get enough of you.”
She wasn’t sure how long they lay in her bed together cuddling, but it could never be long enough. It was so wonderful to be held between these men who only a few days earlier had been strangers to her. And now they knew her more intimately than anyone ever had.
She was overwhelmed by her response to them. It was as if they were made for one another. Was that even possible? She didn’t believe in love for herself. She had seen firsthand how it could manipulate and destroy. Whatever it was she had with Gabriel, Constantine, and now Jonathan, she wanted to enjoy it for as long as possible.
When they were finally able to drag themselves out of bed, they took a shower together. Her shower was small, but somehow they all fit even though it was more comical than erotic as they did their best to not fall out. Both Gabriel and Constantine kept up a brotherly ban
ter back and forth about who was going to wash her where until she was laughing so hard at them she was crying. Jonathan was the referee, and he took his job seriously as he made sure she was squeaky clean.
“You have to stop,” she joked, still finding it hard not to laugh. “I promise my next apartment will have a bigger shower.”
Gabriel’s eyes became serious. “That’s something I wanted to talk to you about. We could sleep or we could go back to our place for breakfast. The choice is yours.”
“Since I have very little food,” she said, slightly ashamed, “your place sounds like the best choice.”
They dried and dressed, and then Gabriel called for a driver who arrived so quickly, Melody wondered if he had been sleeping in the limo around the corner. She was sitting between Gabriel and Constantine with Jonathan watching her from the seat across from them. All three of them were so attentive, funny, kind, and so very sexy.
“What are you thinking?” Constantine asked, squeezing her hand.
“Just how surreal this all is. I mean, I have a record contract and will start going to the studio in less than two weeks, and on top of that I met three incredibly handsome, sexy men who are taking me places I never thought I would go. Everything is wonderful except…” She suddenly remembered what Max had told her about Calla.
“Except what?” Constantine questioned. Both men looked down at her with concern.
“I guess I should tell you.” She rolled her eyes. “I just wanted to forget about it, but there could be problems.”
“For God’s sake, tell us what?” Gabriel snapped.
“It’s Calla. She called Allison Harper at Magnet Records prior to my signing and then again after I signed to badmouth me and try to ruin things for me. It didn’t work. According to Max, Mrs. Harper thinks she’s some kind of a nut.”
“She did that?” Gabriel’s tone was incredulous. “I can’t believe she would be that vindictive and stupid.”
“Any woman who goes to your office naked and doesn’t really even know you…come on, Gabriel…you had to know she had a screw loose.” Constantine shook his head in disgust.
“It was a weak moment and I did know, even before…we were together. I just was thinking with my dick and she was so damn persistent. It was easier to just play along. However, she did lead us to Melody.”
“You’re right. It wasn’t all bad. In fact,” Constantine said leaning over to kiss Melody on the lips, “that part of it is all good.”
“Mrs. Harper and Max are a little worried that she might try something else. She hadn’t done anything yet and I really don’t think she will. They just want me to be careful.”
“Good idea. We’ll all keep an eye out for her,” Jonathan said, his eyes worried.
“I’ll add extra security.”
“I don’t think extra security is needed,” Melody said.
“I do.” Gabriel said, not blinking an eye, like it was a foregone conclusion.
“Wait a minute,” Melody sat upright. “There’s something we need to talk about. You can’t order me around and you can’t try and manipulate my life. I know that Constantine told Max I couldn’t work at the Angry Dog. That’s not right. And you can’t just order me security without my permission. That’s not right either.”
“I’m sorry, but I only did what I thought was best for you…and maybe us, too,” Constantine said. “I’m not sorry I did it, but in the future I’ll talk to you about things like that first.”
Melody knew this wouldn’t be easy for him, but at least he was willing to try. He was a dominant just like his brother. She wasn’t sure that Jonathan was quite as much so, but he, too, knew how to get what he wanted.
“Have you heard from her?” Gabriel asked, his voice cool and professional.
“She called and asked me to call her.”
“Did you call her back?” Gabriel asked.
“Not yet.”
“Don’t.” Gabriel’s tone left no room for discussion.
“I need to talk to her.”
“No you don’t. What you need is to stay as far away from her as possible.”
“If you do see her,” Constantine said, “You will call the police and one of us immediately. Don’t fool around with her. As much as I don’t want to think she’s dangerous, you just never know about people. She went to Allison Harper about you. Who knows what she’s really capable of.”
The driver pulled up to the curb of their building. He came around to open their door.
“You hungry?” Gabriel asked.
“Despite the conversation we just had, I am.”
“Me, too, and for more than just breakfast.”
Melody smiled up into his eyes. Constantine and Jonathan were already out of the car waiting for them. She felt the heat spreading through her body. All they had to do was look at her and she was ready for them. How long would this last? If she decided to try spankings, cuffs, and all the other stuff they had talked about including, it might last considerably longer. She still feared the pain, but she also trusted that they would stop whenever she wanted. They wanted her to enjoy it, too.
Gabriel helped her from the car. A different doorman smiled at them as he held the door. Both Gabriel and Constantine nodded in his direction. Jonathan stopped for a moment to speak to him. The elevator was waiting for them and took them to the penthouse without stopping at any other floors.
She couldn’t help but be impressed all over again as she stepped out into the foyer.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this place.”
“I hope that’s not true,” Gabriel said, turning to her. “You see, we were hoping that you might want to move in with us.”
Chapter Eighteen
Melody’s head was spinning. This was too much too soon. Was he serious? By the look on all their faces, she had to assume he was and they were.
“I can’t move in with you? We hardly know each other. Slow down. You’re making me dizzy.”
“That’s only because you haven’t had breakfast yet,” Constantine teased.
“Speaking of which, I just broke my own rule,” Gabriel said with a shake of his head. “Don’t talk about anything important until after you’ve eaten.”
“It’s only six o’clock in the morning. You think Matilda’s up?” Constantine asked his brother.
“I called her before we left Melody’s. She’s up and breakfast is being made as we speak. I’ll make sure she knows we’re here.”
“Matilda lives here, too?”
“Yes. We wouldn’t know what to do without her. She cooks, cleans, does laundry, and basically takes care of us. We really would be lost without her,” Constantine said, leading Melody into the dining room while Gabriel left them to go to see Matilda.
When Gabriel returned, he was all smiles. “That woman is unbelievable. She’s made us pancakes, sausage, bacon, scrambled eggs, and home fries.”
“And I, for one, am going to eat my fill. I need to keep this body fueled if I’m going to be able to keep up with this one.” He nodded with a grin toward Melody.
“Are you complaining about me?” she asked, feigning a hurtful expression.
“The only complaint I have is that I can’t seem to get enough of you,” he whispered, his eyes dark with arousal.
“Don’t look at me that way,” she whispered back. “We need food…real food.”
“Keep it in your pants, brother,” Gabriel said without humor. “We need to talk after breakfast before we ravage her again.”
“Always the voice of reason,” Jonathan said with a laugh. “What would we do without you?”
Matilda smiled as she entered the room. She was wheeling a cart that was laden with plates of delicious food. The aroma made Melody’s stomach growl.
“I guess I’m not the only hungry person at this table.” Constantine laughed.
“Sorry,” she said, casting her eyes downward. How embarrassing.
“Eventually,” Gabriel said softly, his hand
reaching for hers, “nothing will embarrass you when you are with us. You’ll see.”
“If you say so,” she quipped.
“I say so.”
She knew that tone and decided this was a good time to dig in and stop talking. There was silence as they each ate the food that had been placed before them. Melody could see why they never wanted Matilda to leave. Everything was delicious.
She was an excellent cook, and they even had a personal chef they called in for special occasions. How rich were these guys? She’d be willing to bet they had a lot more going on than jobs at their dad’s law firm. To live like this you couldn’t just be rich, you had to be super wealthy.
When they had cleaned their plates and Matilda had cleared the table except for their coffee, Gabriel didn’t delay bringing up the subject of her living with them again.
“So, what do you think? It’s pretty nice digs.”
“How much would you want per month?”
“We don’t need the money. You don’t have to worry about rent. We just want you near us.”
“That’s not right. I can’t live here for free. I have to know that it would be fair. I’m not living here for free and having sex with you, too. Someone might get the wrong idea. I have to pay my way, and that’s that.”
“That’s that is it?” Gabriel looked over at her with amusement. “Okay. You’ve gotten an advance. You were thinking of moving anyway. What were you thinking of paying for a new place?”
By the time the conversation was over, she was scheduled to move in by the weekend at a fraction of what it would cost her to live in a place like this with meals and laundry provided. How do they do this? Is it me? Am I that big a pushover?
Lack of sleep and the large plate of food had made her tired. It was now after nine o’clock. Didn’t they have to go to work?
“We’re off for the next couple of days,” Gabriel informed her.
“Really. Was that already planned or…”
“Or did we do it so we could spend time with you?”
“Let’s just say,” Constantine interjected, “that you’re the reason and because you’re the reason, we expect you to keep us well entertained.”
A Triple Melody (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Page 12