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Bound For You: Men in Blue, Book 6

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by Jayne Rylon


  She nodded, essentially mouth-fucking Ryan’s cock. They were going to destroy him.

  Hell, he was already ruined for anyone else.

  Fascinated, he stared at the places Shari and Ben touched. It was as if he could see the pleasure arcing between them. “Is she doing a good job on that dick?” Ben asked him.

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Should I give her my cock? Or make her wait for it?”

  Shari used what leverage she had. She let her teeth rasp over Ryan’s shaft. If she thought that was a deterrent, she was sadly mistaken. He reached up and pinched his own nipples, loving the harsher edge to his rapture. “Oh shit.”

  “I’m going to take that as, ‘Go ahead and cram her full. She’s a good girl, and she deserves your fat cock, sir.’”

  “Uh huh. That,” was the best he could do.

  Ben laughed. In the middle of the most intense sexual encounter of Ryan’s life, the man was fucking laughing. They’d unleashed a beast.

  And he was going to love every moment of his life if it was anything like this.

  Instead of diving into Shari’s pussy, Ben got to his feet. He stood with his legs spread, directly in front of Ryan. Though he knew where this was going, he waited patiently for his prize.

  “Get me nice and wet. I’m going to need some help fitting in there,” Ben ordered. He took Ryan’s head in his hands and guided it to his crotch.

  He didn’t need to be told twice.

  Ryan practically inhaled Ben’s cock, or as much of it as he could fit in his mouth. He slobbered on it, coating it with his saliva. When he went too far and would have gagged, Ryan got yanked backward by Ben’s fist in his hair.

  It had been worth it, to feel that sublime pressure on his scalp.

  “Behave yourself.” Ben tapped Ryan’s cheek with his open hand before returning to Shari. He settled between her legs then set the fat head of his now lubricated cock against her opening.

  Shari tensed.

  Ryan knew that would only make the bite of discomfort worse. It also slowed Ben’s progress.

  “Boy, get your tongue over here and help her relax. If I can’t drill all the way in there, I’m going to take it out on your ass. Understand?”

  “Yes, sir.” He straddled Shari’s head, facing her feet. The position gave her an excellent view of his taut sac. Then he leaned forward so they could sixty-nine. Though, honestly, now he wasn’t sure which team he rooted for. Either sounded amazing. Watch up close as her pussy swallowed Ben’s cock, or find out that she was simply too petite, please her anyway, then let Ben pretend to be annoyed by what would surely be the best sex of his life and get off hard in the process.

  No way to lose.

  Careful to hold himself off Shari and spread his legs wide enough that he didn’t smother her, he got down to business. Gently at first, he worked his way from her outer lips toward her clit to be sure she could tolerate the direct stimulation.

  When he wrapped his lips around the bundle of nerves and began to suck lightly, her legs twitched. He figured he was on the right track. Ben must have agreed because he pressed forward then, beginning to embed himself in the warm, wet paradise of her pussy.

  “If I had known she would feel this good, I would have taken your place the other day, boy.” Ben groaned when Ryan let his tongue go wild and slip around the head of Ben’s cock.

  “Play nice!” Ben leaned forward and spanked Ryan, hard enough to leave a bright red handprint he hoped.

  That did not dissuade him from naughtiness in the least.

  In fact, Ryan started to work his tongue in a figure eight that swiped across Shari’s clit, then Ben’s cock, then back. Neither of them complained.

  Ben was quiet as he concentrated on fitting them together without a replay of their last encounter, when Ryan had gotten out of hand. Shari wasn’t making it easy on them, though. She bucked her hips upward, trying to swallow more of both of their cocks—in her greedy mouth as well as her pussy.

  “Hold her still,” Ben demanded.

  Ryan leaned on her a little more, surprised when her pussy clenched before his eyes. Maybe he wasn’t the only one in their trio who enjoyed being bound by the others. He’d ask Ben to explore that some other time.

  Despite his regulated pace and Ryan’s prep, Ben couldn’t quite seem to work himself inside Shari. Ryan tapped Ben’s quadriceps before opening his mouth wide. Ben groaned, then accepted a quick refresh of the moisture covering him. He pulled his cock from Shari’s pussy and pumped it into Ryan’s mouth a couple times.

  Then he tunneled a little farther into Shari when he returned.

  Ben alternated fucking Shari’s pussy and Ryan’s mouth, sharing the taste of her arousal.

  After a while, Ryan realized Ben no longer needed the help to slide completely within her, but he seemed to like their new game. He would pump into Shari a few times, then withdraw, letting Ryan lick her honey from Ben’s shaft.

  The inconsistent stimulation kept Shari riding the razor’s edge of passion.

  Each time Ben returned to her, he prodded deeper and ground harder.

  The things she was doing to Ryan’s cock should be illegal. It was by far the best blowjob he’d ever had. Mostly because he suspected she was using him like a pacifier, to calm herself and weather the storm of ecstasy Ben had whipped up around them like a tornado.

  Ryan had his head down, lapping furiously at Shari’s clit, when Ben bellowed, “Fuck, that’s good. You’ve got me, Shari. All of me. I’m yours.”

  Sure enough, he’d fit every last inch of his shaft inside her. Ryan kissed Ben’s abdomen where it now pressed to his face. He swiped his tongue over Shari’s clit again, loving that now he could flick it against them both at the same time.

  They didn’t seem to mind.

  Ben began to thrust then, setting them into the final phase of this incredible sexual experience. Ryan couldn’t still his instinctive flexing, which allowed him to fuck Shari’s mouth just a little.

  She repaid him in kind, reaching around his thigh to spread his cheeks.

  When Ben realized what was about to happen, he moaned, then said. “Give me your hand, Shari.”

  Ryan couldn’t see what was going on above him. The sucking and slurping made him pretty sure Ben had leaned forward to do the same as Ryan had for Ben’s cock, though. The difference in size between her tiny digit and his erection was laughable.

  Besides, he was trained to take much more.

  When Ben released her and she advanced her mission, Ryan realized nothing in his past mattered. Because the simple pressure of her finger on his puckered ass was enough to put him in danger of disappointing Ben. Ryan looked up, desperate.

  “Don’t you shoot,” Ben growled. “Not yet.”

  Ryan redoubled his efforts, eating Shari better than he had the past two times he’d tried to inhale her. Her pussy must have tightened around Ben, who also showed signs of cracking. He fucked her faster now, harder, too. Sweat began to roll down his sleek abdomen.

  “Ryan, I said not yet.” Ben must have something in mind, and Ryan wanted him to have everything he desired.

  How he kept from coming down Shari’s throat, he had no idea. But it wasn’t more than a dozen additional furious strokes before Ben put them out of their glorious misery. “She’s so goddamn tight, Ryan. You should feel this. It’s impossible to resist.”

  “Give it to her then,” Ryan encouraged when Shari found his prostate and began to massage it. The woman was pure seductress. “Let her come with you. Fill her up. I want to watch.”

  Thankfully, Ben relented.

  “Fuck, Shari!” he grunted, then his entire body heaved. Shari moaned, then bucked as if she could feel his come pumping inside her, blasting her pussy with his semen.

  “May I have some too?” Ryan asked as he studied Ben’s balls unloading from inches away.

  Ben withdrew, triggering additional aftershocks in Shari as his veins stroked her most sensitive places. She seized benea
th them in the grips of rapture so divine to behold it stole Ryan’s breath. Then Ben was there. He fisted his glistening cock and managed to aim it, even as he jacked himself off. The final two or three streams of his come iced Ryan’s cheek, lips, and tongue, which stuck out of his wide-open mouth.

  He stayed still as Ben decorated him.

  “Good boy,” Ben rasped, then popped the tip of his dick into Ryan’s mouth with an enormous exhalation. “Clean it off. Don’t waste a drop.”

  Ryan sucked softly, hoping to preserve Ben’s buzz as long as possible.

  “Guys?” Shari called softly.

  “Yes?” Ben responded. “You okay?”

  “Best I’ve ever been. Still horny. I see a pretty cock right here. Can I have it?” She licked along Ryan’s shaft, nearly making him spill his release without permission.

  “Would you like that, boy?” Ben asked, knowing full well he would do damn near anything to slide through Ben’s fluids while being hugged by Shari’s pussy. Mingle them inseparably.

  “Yes. Need to.”

  “Go ahead.”

  Shari’s finger slipped from his ass as he slithered down her body. While he missed the sensation, he knew he was going to have plenty to enjoy in a moment.

  Ryan peeked at her slit, making sure she wasn’t bleeding this time. She wasn’t.

  “I’m fine. Get in there before I change my mind.”

  “It’s a little scary how fast a learner you are,” he laughed.

  “I’m not joking, Ryan.” She didn’t even crack a smile. “I want that cock. Give it to me. Now.”

  Ben sat hard on the blankets then lifted Shari’s shoulders so she rested against his abdomen. He hugged her tight as he observed Ryan doing their bidding.

  Ryan pressed inside her, wondering if she’d even notice after taking Ben’s fat cock. No worries there. She still sheathed him like a humid glove. Even better, he felt how slick and hot she was from Ben’s come, which pooled within her.

  Each time Ryan withdrew, he stared at the pearly fluid decorating his shaft.

  Ben spoke softly to Shari the whole time. He told her how much he’d enjoyed fucking her. How desperate she was making Ryan. How badly he wanted to see her shatter around Ryan’s cock so that her pussy sucked the come straight out of his balls.

  Who could resist that kind of dirty talk, honestly?

  Neither of them, apparently.

  Shari quit first. She began to quake beneath him, begging Ben to let her show Ryan how much she appreciated his performance and, of course, his equipment.

  Ben sealed their fates. “Yes, you may.”

  The first ripple of her pussy around Ryan’s shuttling cock put him right there with her.

  “Oh, God. I’m gonna come.” He looked to Ben for permission.

  Granted.

  “Do it. But make sure you save a little to spread on her pussy with mine. Then I want you to clean her off. Taste us all. Together.”

  That thought alone was guaranteed to set him off, and Ben knew it.

  His devious grin as he watched Ryan throw back his head, slide balls-deep, and surrender proved it. What he didn’t expect was Ben softly urging Shari, “You’re still right there with him, aren’t you? Keep coming. Milk him dry.”

  Then he dipped his head and bit Shari’s taut nipple while his fingers pinched the other.

  The instant clamping of her pussy on Ryan’s cock as he came and came enhanced his already epic orgasm. Had anything ever felt as good as sex with these two people?

  No.

  Definitely not.

  It kept getting better. Every time. Every moment.

  His ass clenched and released as he thrust into Shari’s welcoming body for as long as possible.

  Then, at the last second, he pulled out so that a few drops of his semen splattered over her mound, mixing with Ben’s.

  Since his cock was still hard, at least for a little while longer, Ryan used two fingers to press it down and reinsert it so he could keep riding out her climax. It felt so good when she massaged him with her pussy like that.

  If her groan and the clawing of her nails down Ben’s arm were clear enough signals, she liked it as much as he did.

  To his surprise, she shrieked then shuddered, climaxing on him again. Or still. He couldn’t quite tell. If his body had been able, he would have kept going, but the contractions of her pussy squeezed him from paradise along with a trickle of fluid.

  He wasn’t about to leave her wanting.

  “Don’t you dare stop now, boy.” Ben had paused whatever he was doing to her breasts to shoot him a glare. “Clean her off and keep her going until she’s had enough. No one’s leaving her unsatisfied today. We’re not leaving her alone. Not horny or otherwise. Ever again.”

  As if Ben’s words alone tripped Shari’s circuits, she screamed their names, her hips moving in small, reflexive arcs. Hell, yes.

  Ryan had seen a lot in his sexual lifetime. Shari topped it all.

  He slipped his fingers inside her, spreading them to make sure she was full enough. From time to time he withdrew them to taste the silky secretions he could feel saturating her. In the meantime he ate, and ate, and ate.

  After a sequence of softer orgasms, she went limp.

  “Mercy, Ben.”

  “Stop,” he commanded Ryan.

  Exhausted and replete, the three of them arranged themselves in front of the space heater in a tangle of limbs and bodies. They kissed and stroked, complimented, and shared amiable silence.

  Ryan knew they’d been away far longer than they’d bargained for. They’d have to go soon.

  So he began to look around, trying to commit every tiny detail to memory so that he could relive this afternoon in his dreams forever. That was when he started noticing things.

  Things that probably wouldn’t seem important to anyone else.

  “Hey, Shari?”

  “Hmm?”

  “Is that a propane hookup over there?” Ryan asked. “Next to the two-twenty electrical and the plumbing rough-ins?”

  “You’ve got an armful of naked woman and you’re worried about the utilities?” Ben smacked him upside the head. “What the hell is wrong with you, boy? We must not have fucked you hard enough.”

  As he lay there, staring at the gorgeous beams overhead and the open floor space, he was getting some ideas. The tack areas of the old stable would make a pretty decent-sized kitchen. He shrugged. “Just thinking.”

  “Yes, Ry. My mom and dad had plans for this place. They talked about when he retired from the military, maybe making this into one of those boutique farm-to-table restaurants. They’d grow their own ingredients, raise the animals, that kind of stuff. My dad played around with a few improvements when he was here on leave, but they never got the chance to do it for real. He was killed overseas on duty. She died of cancer and never knew about his fate at least.”

  “Damn, Shari.” He hugged her tighter. “That sucks. But what an awesome idea.”

  His brain began to dust off the cobwebs and imagine what this space might look like converted into an upscale, exclusive establishment that blended quality with small-batch artisanal elements.

  It had potential. Lots of it.

  “You know what? Fuck this.” Ben startled them both from their reverie with his overly loud outburst. “The three of us know pretty damn well that life can toss you a wildcard at any time. Like your parents. Like John. Like April. Like whatever the fuck craziness this is that we’re in the middle of again. I don’t ever want to lose the chance I have right now to tell you both…”

  He swallowed hard.

  “How much I love you,” Ben swore to Shari before turning to Ryan. “And you. So in love with you.”

  Well, shit.

  Ryan hadn’t expected that kind of breakthrough today. But he would gladly take it.

  He glanced at Shari to find her wearing as big of a grin as he must be right then. They smiled at each other, then turned to Ben as one.

  Togethe
r they piled on top of him, smothering him with laughter, kisses, and the same precious words in return.

  “I love you too,” Ryan swore. “I have since we met and you told me what you’d gone through to save your sister. You’re like me. Except totally different, too. You are my counterpart.”

  Shari sighed, her lower lip trembling.

  “You too, Shari.” He took her hand in his, brushing her knuckles with the pad of his thumb. “You make us work. Without you, we nearly fucked everything up. You’re patient and steady. Everything we need to stay grounded. You keep us from getting jammed up in our past.”

  “Did you just call me relationship lube?” she laughed.

  “I’ll probably get better at this stuff the more I practice.” He shrugged, embarrassed. “I’ve never been in love with someone before you two.”

  “Me either.” She set her palms on his cheeks and kissed him softly. “So I know how rare this is, and how precious. I will never stop loving you guys.”

  They each leaned forward, pressing their mouths together in their first ever three-way kiss.

  It would certainly not be the last.

  Unless, of course, Ryan dropped dead on the spot, his heart bursting as he tasted them both simultaneously. Lips, tongues. He couldn’t tell whose were whose. Nor did it matter, because they were one. They instantly became his new favorite dessert.

  Never to be surpassed.

  26

  When they arrived back at the main house, Shari’s hackles went up. Lucas was tense. Ellie sat too close to Julie, hovering. Ben and Ryan must have sensed the change in the atmosphere, too.

  “What happened?” Ben asked.

  “Take a look at Julie’s drawings. She’s unusually prolific today.” Lucas jerked his head toward the kitchen table. So they trundled over there. Shari wondered if Ben and Ryan’s feet felt as heavy as hers. Like they were trying to keep her from finding out something that would ruin the high the guys had given her.

  The first thing that caught her attention was how many sheets of paper littered the tabletop. They hadn’t been gone that long.

 

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