Take Me [Dungeon Masters 1] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  “Now place your left foot on Simon’s shoulder.”

  “The left. So I’m not going to be standing on his shoulders? I’m not a gymnast you know.”

  “No, you won’t have to stand on his shoulders. We just want him to have a front row view of the show.” He kept his features bland as he looked squarely back into her puzzled gaze in the mirror. The fact that she was already looking in the glass instead of turning to look at him was the start of his plans. With her legs spread and one foot raised, her cunt was already on display in the mirror.

  He nudged her right leg, widening her stance farther, and then stepped into the bedroom to undress. Leaving her there staring at herself should give her an opportunity to become more aroused. As soon as she recognized the glistening drops of her own cum on her pussy lips, more would automatically flow from her core.

  When he was naked, he unlocked his luggage and collected some ropes and a little bag of toys, and then silently moved back to the bathroom. As he’d expected, she was gazing in the mirror, her face and neck pink. The blush had reached the tops of her breasts but it was her cunt that was a deeper color of rose. Good. She was ready for him to proceed.

  Silently he handed Simon a jar of lube. He didn’t say anything but he knew Tamara would be watching them in the mirror and would be expecting Simon to play with her ass. Now he took a handful of clothespins and inserted his head and shoulders between Tamara’s legs, his back against the sink and his mouth just an inch from that tasty cunt. He stretched up his arms and began tweaking a nipple. Her face registered first surprise, and then pleasure. Her mouth opened as if she was about to speak, and then closed again. He loved that hint of confusion about her. She was already completely absorbed in the scene and had remained standing exactly as he’d told her to, like an obedient sub.

  As Leif clipped a clothespin to her nipple, Simon began to stretch and open her ass. Now Leif could smell her arousal. Good. He began to elongate her other nipple, continuing to tease her until her gaze was focused on the mirror again. Only then did he clip the clothespin on the hard little nub.

  Now for her cunt. This was a little more difficult as her hips were already moving with the touch of Simon’s fingers in her ass, but he carefully held her pussy lips open and pinned her inner labia and outer labia together on each side, forcing her cunt to remain open. Next he attached a clothespin to her clit. Now this section of the game was complete. He gave the last two clothespins to Simon, who would use them to pin her ass open.

  It was time for Tamara to watch herself orgasm.

  “Have you ever masturbated in front of a mirror, Tamara?”

  “No.” Her voice was the merest breath of a whisper.

  “It should be a compulsory activity for every woman. How can you expect a man to know where you like to be touched, if you don’t know yourself?”

  “I do know.”

  “Excellent. Show Simon and me.”

  “Now?” This time her answer was a squeak.

  “Do it, Tamara. Fuck yourself while we watch.”

  Hesitantly she reached to her cunt and slid her finger inside. She was very wet. Her cream was clearly visible and her cunt was red showing how aroused she was. It should be very easy for her to bring herself off. But she was also embarrassed. Still, Leif thought that sneaky exhibitionist quirk in her would carry her through this challenge.

  She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, her mouth open, and then she moved her finger inside herself. Her touch seemed to be very light to Leif, too light to be effective. But her breathing became heavier and she slid a second finger inside her channel.

  Simon unbuckled his belt and unzipped his dress pants, letting them fall to the floor. He pulled his dick out and began tugging on it in time to Tamara’s strokes deep inside her cunt. Leif wouldn’t have minded jacking himself off in time with Tamara either, but he needed to watch her. To see what she did. He wanted to know what she liked. Besides, the fluttering of her cunt around her fingers was already visible in the mirror. She’d climax soon.

  Tamara shuddered and cream dripped out around her fingers. She dropped her arm to her side and stood and panted then opened her eyes. Her body now was flushed from her climax instead of embarrassment.

  “Was that good?” he asked her.

  “Yes, but a cock is better than fingers.”

  “Well, that’s a relief,” said Simon.

  Leif picked her up and turned her around, sitting her over the sink so her ass was positioned over the bowl and the clothespins there wouldn’t hurt her. He unclipped the one on her clit, sucking it hard to bring it to full freedom again, and then undid the ones on her pussy lips, sucking them, too.

  He stepped back and let Simon move forward. He’d used the time to finish undressing, and was now naked as he moved between her legs, pressing his naked body against hers. He took the clothespin off one nipple and sucked it into his mouth, then licked and sucked the areola and some of the flesh before attending to the other nipple.

  “Now, bed.”

  * * * *

  Tamara wasn’t sure that was the lesson Leif had meant her to learn, but it’d sure as hell been driven home to her that self-given orgasms were pale imitations of what these two men could give her with their cocks. Oh, she’d definitely come. She hadn’t faked it. She’d climaxed properly. But it was a gentle thing of warmth and rippling spasms, not the earth-shaking, bone-clenching experience she’d shared with Leif and Simon these past few days.

  She was more than ready for a one hundred percent orgasm from them, and judging by what Simon had done to her ass, she was about to experience them both together again. She still found it hard to believe how two such huge cocks fitted inside her at once without her body bursting. But somehow her tissues expanded around them, and there was only a wonderful feeling of possession, not one of pain.

  “Do you know how to deep-throat a man?” asked Leif startling her.

  Tammy could feel her face burning like fire. “I haven’t ever done it on a man.”

  Simon pulled her around to look at him. “Did you practice on a vibrator?”

  She shook her head and then smiled. “A group of us at a bachelorette party were taught how to do it using frozen chocolate bananas. We weren’t allowed to eat them until we could open the backs of our throats properly.”

  Simon gave a crack of laughter but Leif just looked stunned. “You did this at a bachelorette party? I suppose you had a male stripper or male pole dancer as well.”

  She shook her head and laughed. “It was still the best party I’d been to for a while.”

  “I bet.” Simon continued to smile his entire face alight with laughter.

  “Just don’t try to bite a chunk off my dick, that’s all,” said Leif.

  Tammy smiled naughtily up at him. “Did you know they have edible chocolate body paint? You could coat your penis with that, and I could lick it off, if you like.”

  “Hell yes, we could do that.” Simon was laughing so hard he was bent over. Leif was frowning but the corners of his mouth kept twitching upward, so she knew he wasn’t cross.

  “Lie across the bed on your back,” Leif said.

  “But I have clothespins on the rim of my ass.”

  “If they dig into your skin, that will be a fit punishment for a naughty teasing wench.”

  Instead of sitting on the bed, Tammy climbed up onto her knees, lying crossways on her back as she’d been told. She wasn’t sure how this would work, and she wasn’t sure how the clothespins would go when her butt hit the mattress either, but it wasn’t too bad. They dug into her, but the bedding sank around her as well.

  Simon lifted her ass up, and then Leif pulled her to the edge of the bed until her head hung off the side. Then Leif stood on the floor beside the bed, straddling her, his cock just above her lips.

  Simon put her feet on his shoulders, removed the clothespins, rolled on a condom, and then pushed his cock at her back door, wiggling until he popped inside. Oh he felt so good. He w
as hard and thick, filling her ass completely and her entire body was alive with expectation.

  Leif held his cock at her lips and she opened her mouth, flicking her tongue over the head of it. He tasted nice. A little salty, but mostly spicy. Hastily she sucked the whole head into her mouth, carefully sheathing her teeth as she rolled her tongue all over him, and then teased the ridge where the head and shaft joined together. His cock grew, filling her mouth until she had to breathe deeply through her nose.

  She opened her mouth again and used her hand to feed him out a little way so she could paint his shaft with her tongue, from root to tip, over and over again until he was coated in saliva. She pressed the pads of her fingers into the thick pulsing vein at the side of his shaft, loving the feeling of power emanating from him.

  Tammy lifted her other arm up to cup his balls and roll them in her palm, watching his face to see his reactions. He was doing his best to look poker faced, but she could see the tiny lines beside his eyes and the fact that he’d hooded his gaze told her she was affecting him as well. Now she sucked him deep, letting her head fall all the way back off the bed, opening her throat exactly as she’d been taught and letting him slide deeper and deeper down. At first her body tried to gag and reject him, but she remembered to breathe deeply and take it slowly and then he was down her throat as she’d been shown.

  She left him there for a long heartbeat before gradually letting him out again and sucking more oxygen deep in her lungs. Tammy nibbled at the side of his shaft, dipped her tongue into the eye of his cock, and then sucked each ball into her mouth.

  It was difficult to concentrate on Leif though. That was the thing with two men. While she was focusing on one of them the other one would do some incredibly erotic trick that made her pulse pound. Right now, Simon was holding her ass high in the air and pumping into her fast and hard. When the two of them fucked her together they invariably moved at a slow and steady pace, only very gradually speeding up and driving her insane with need. Simon, however, had started fast and furious and was jack-hammering into her at an almost superhuman speed, his cock slamming deep into her and dragging along her walls with every stroke. Her brain was frying from trying to even measure the many and various ways he was arousing her.

  She groaned with delight as he thrust three fingers into her cunt while still pumping into her ass. Tammy knew she was going to come soon and she’d only sucked Leif deep once. Hastily she took a deep breath and concentrated on Leif’s cock. She opened her throat and sucked him down again, feeding him deeper and deeper into her throat until she couldn’t take any more of him. She closed her lips around his shaft and sucked hard, only to have Simon curve his fingers up inside her cunt and drag them over that very special place inside her.

  She groaned deep in her larynx, the noise reverberating in her throat, and suddenly Leif’s cock pumped into her mouth. She opened her lips and he drew back until just the head remained inside as she swallowed his seed hastily again and again. At the same time her whole body was shaking with release. Simon slammed into her ass again and she felt the burst of heat which told her he’d come as well.

  Carefully she licked the cum from Leif’s cockhead and lay still, panting for breath. Having both of them inside her was definitely intensely carnal. It seemed even oral sex was just as hot as regular sex when these two men were involved.

  * * * *

  Simon woke with only one thought in his head. He wanted Tamara to stay with them, but how was he supposed to explain to her that he was a werewolf shape-shifter? It was all very well for the Supreme Alpha of North America to say interspecies marriages were permitted, but how did a wolf go about explaining to a human that paranormal beings not only existed, but that he happened to be one of them?

  He could just picture her reaction if he said, “Oh, by the way, I’m a werewolf. That’s okay by you, isn’t it?”

  Likely she’d be sending for a paramedic with a straightjacket for him before he even finished speaking. He didn’t think Tamara would be like people he’d heard stories about from the past, who’d persecuted shape-shifters, driving them from their homes and their lands and trying to exterminate them. But he did think maybe she wouldn’t believe him.

  Sending her into a panic attack by showing her his wolf before she was ready to see it wouldn’t exactly be a solution either. Surely he wasn’t the first wolf to have had this problem. Should he just Google, “How to explain to my girlfriend I’m really a wolf?” No. Somehow he couldn’t see that working either. Well damn! What could he do now?

  She was so beautiful lying in the bed between him and Leif. One hand was tucked under her chin and the other was resting on the pillow by her head. Her short brown hair framed her face neatly, her darker lashes a neat semicircle on her pale skin. When she wasn’t blushing, her skin was very fair. It was also soft and smooth. He loved touching her. He loved smelling her, too. She seemed to have a tart apple fragrance about her that excited him immensely. She was so feminine and delicate, yet she’d proven she was sturdy enough to enjoy fucking two men. In a word, she was perfect.

  And he wanted her so much it hurt. He couldn’t imagine saying good-bye to her. So what if he’d only known her for a few days. It hadn’t taken him more than a minute and a half to understand how ideally her wants and needs dovetailed with his and Leif’s. He’d come to this wedding expecting to be bored stupid, but prepared to support his best friend through lot of dull speeches. He’d thought at least he’d get a weekend away in a hotel and a couple of nice meals out of it.

  A secondary thought had been that maybe he and Leif would find a woman eager to taste two men at once and he’d get laid. It hadn’t occurred to him to even hope he’d meet their dream woman. Yet they had. Here she was asleep in their bed between them. And now he had to figure out a way to be honest with her without scaring her away. And that was a frightening task. One he had no idea how to carry out.

  But meanwhile her lush warm body was beside him and his dick was aching to be buried inside her again. Very gently he rolled her onto her back and straddled her, his mouth at her cunt and his cock near her lips. It was time to wake her up and play.

  He slid his tongue along her slit tasting the raw feminine power of his woman. She was musky and feminine. Just breathing her scent deep into his lungs had him harder than a rock. Simon stroked his hand over her skin, reveling in its soft silkiness. He grasped her inner thighs, spreading them wider, and then very deliberately rubbed his bristly chin over her tender skin. She mumbled something in her sleep, and he drove his tongue deep into her cunt, sliding it around the channel tasting her delicate walls and fucking her desperately.

  Simon sensed her wake up, hold her breath, and then relax into his touch. He smiled over her pussy lips and sucked them, too, before biting them gently. Again he rubbed his chin on her inner thighs, then dragged it over her belly. She responded by gripping his cock, holding it in her hand and flicking her tongue over the head.

  Oh yes, now they were about to have fun.

  “Roll over and have Tamara on top,” ordered Leif.

  Simon wrapped his arms around Tamara’s torso. This wasn’t going to be nearly as easy as if they were head to head, but he expected Leif would help. After all it’d been his idea. He rolled, holding Tamara tightly, and sensed Leif holding her shoulders as they turned over. And then Leif was rearranging them on the bed and kneeling behind Tamara.

  Simon bent his head again and began licking and sucking her clit. Already it was starting to peek out of its hood, ready to play with him.

  Tamara’s entire body rocked as Leif began spanking her ass. The slaps were loud, solid thwacks, and almost instantly her cunt poured cream onto his tongue. Well, that was useful to know. She liked being spanked.

  Gratefully Simon licked and sucked up her cream, his enhanced hearing noticing the almost soundless burbles of happiness deep inside Tamara’s throat. The harder Leif spanked her, the more cream poured from her cunt, until Simon was kept busy using his tongu
e to spread it over her clit and pull on the tiny bud.

  Leif kneeled on the bed, straddling his head and shoulders and gripping Tamara’s hips as he slammed into her cunt from behind her. So Simon focused all his attention on her clit, tugging on it, elongating it, licking it, and sucking it, holding her inner thighs. Then he teased her by ignoring it and painting wet lines on her belly and thighs until she sucked his cock deep into her mouth and began tormenting him in return.

  Simon smiled. He loved her feistiness. Yes, she was a submissive. There was no doubt at all that she enjoyed Leif’s Dominant side in their play. But she still had a smart brain and used it to enhance the play herself as well.

  Her hands and mouth worked his cock and balls so well, his eyes were crossing with the strain of holding himself back from erupting. He wanted her to come first. Always Tamara first. She was the one he wanted to please.

  He tugged on her clit again and she gave a little wail before shaking against his body. Relieved, Simon let go of his control and the cum exploded out of his cock filling her mouth. Damn, he liked the way she licked him. She did it so very well.

  I want her so much. I need her. She’s absolutely right for Leif and me. But how am I going to explain about werewolves to her?

  Chapter Six

  Once again it was rather late for breakfast before they were showered and dressed. Leif checked them out of the hotel while Simon took their luggage down to their cars and Tamara went into the pizza bar on the first floor to reserve them a table. She wondered if jeans and a shirt would be considered appropriate clothing. She hadn’t really packed for a restaurant breakfast, expecting she’d grab a burger from a drive-through window on her way home.

  But instead, she was going to see their BDSM Club. The thought excited her, making her pulses pound and her nipples harden. She’d been fucked so many times this weekend, she’d had more sex than in the entire previous year. Longer maybe. It’d been a while since she’d been in a steady relationship. None of the single men at work appealed to her. That was why she’d decided to look for a Dom.