He arched a brow, waiting for her to continue.
“But I want it anyway.”
He closed his eyes. And she saw his throat work as he swallowed. “Later maybe, when I’m more certain of my control.”
The knowledge that he wanted her that much sent burning desire racing through her.
Langley turned his attention to Ian. “You’re overdressed. Strip. Then spank her, and don’t show her any mercy. I want her ass on fire.”
“Yes, sir,” Ian responded. Lucy heard the rustle of clothing hitting the floor, but she didn’t dare look away from Langley. The shifter’s ability to make a strong man like Ian obey him made her crave him even more.
Appreciative eyes on his lover, Langley asked, “Is there anything I need to know before we get started?”
“Her safeword is Alkestis, and if her mouth is full, she’ll tap your thigh three times.”
Langley nodded and looked back at her, green eyes seeming to glow. “Are you ready to have your hot little ass paddled while you take my cock down your throat?”
Lucy made a strangled sound and nodded.
Langley fisted his hand in her hair and tilted her head to the side. “The proper answer is ‘Yes, sir.’”
Chapter Two
Lucy whimpered. “Yes, sir.”
“Much better. Take my cock in your mouth and keep your hands on my thighs.”
“Yes, sir.” She leaned forward and swallowed his cock, fighting her gag reflex so she could swallow him whole.
He didn’t touch her. He kept his hands on the arms of the chair. “Show me how much you want me, Lucy.”
She sucked and licked and worked him, keeping her hands pressed against his thighs. She heard Ian slide his belt from his pants and tensed, ready to feel it slap across her ass.
Instead he slid two fingers through the sopping folds of her pussy and entered her. He thrust in and out with agonizing slowness. She pushed back against him as she worked Langley’s cock, finally managing to swallow him down to the balls. Langley didn’t move or speak, but the tension she felt in him told her he was fighting for that control. She focused on sucking and licking and teasing him, determined to make him respond.
She groaned against Langley’s cock when Ian slid his wet fingers across her clit, pinching it then rubbing it. She bucked against his hand. Gods of Earth, she was so close. She wanted, needed, had to --
He pulled his hand away. Crack! The belt smacked her ass, making her jerk. Crack! Crack! She made a strangled cry around Langley’s cock.
Ian showed her no mercy. His blows came hard and fast. Sometimes he struck the same spot twice. Bright, hot pain flared across her ass, making her writhe. Langley’s cock slipped from her lips, and all she could do was process the ferocious punishment Ian dealt her.
Langley’s hand gripped her hair, lifting her head just enough to allow her to suck his cock back into her mouth. “Suck me, Lucy. I’m going to come before I order him to stop.”
She moaned and swallowed him again, fighting for control even as she reveled in the sensation of Langley’s hands holding her onto his cock while Ian gave her the erotic pain she craved.
Just when she thought she’d caught the rhythm of Ian’s strokes and was capable of merging the fire raging across her ass directly into the blinding pleasure tightening her pussy, he changed tactics, varying the time between strikes. Some were hard. Some were teasing. Some fell right on top of each other. Sometimes he made her wait, tense, unsure when or where the next would come. He seemed to know exactly what she needed to drive her insane.
Her mind was a haze of pain and pleasure. She writhed under Ian’s punishing lashes, arching her back and sticking out her ass, asking for more. She no longer processed the lashes as anything but a pleasure so intense she didn’t think she could bear it.
Langley held her face in his hands, lifting his hips and fucking her mouth. She cried out around his cock when Ian landed a particularly harsh blow on the sorest part of her ass.
Langley stiffened. She sucked him all the way down and his come burst into the back of her throat. He roared out his pleasure, pumping against her mouth again and again.
“Hadley, that’s enough!” Langley said as he pulled himself from her mouth, his voice hoarse with pleasure.
Lucy rested her forehead against Langley’s thigh, sucking in deep breaths. Her body thrummed with need. She didn’t think she’d ever been so desperate to come before. Wordlessly she tilted her hips back, silently begging for what she needed.
Ian pushed two fingers inside her, reveling in the soft moans his actions produced. Lucy rocked back and forth against him, whimpering when he pulled his fingers out. He pressed one against the tight circle of her anus. She gasped and pressed back, opening to his invasion.
Ian groaned as he pushed his finger in further then slowly pulled it out and added a second. Lucy’s muscles clenched around him. “Please!” she moaned.
He longed to lose himself in the hot clasp of her body. “You’re so damn tight. How long has it been since you’ve been fucked like this?”
“Too long,” she gasped, her breath ragged.
Ian looked up at his lover. Langley was watching Ian’s fingers as they disappeared into Lucy’s body, pure animal lust on his face. “You want her ass?”
Langley tensed and Ian gasped as his lover’s eyes changed. The color shifted to a green yellow, his pupils elongating into those of a cat. After several seconds, a rough guttural “No,” escaped.
Langley closed his eyes and took a long, slow breath. He cupped Lucy’s chin and lifted her face to his. Lucy whimpered and Ian noticed the claws extending from his lover’s fingers. “I want to fuck your ass. I want to hear you scream while I do, but I don’t have enough control today. I’m afraid I would damage you.”
Lucy nodded. Ian could see her hands shaking where they lay against Langley’s thighs.
Langley let her go, and she scooted back from him. He growled. “Lie down on your back. Hadley’s going to fuck your pussy. His ass can take what I need right now.”
Ian inhaled sharply. He loved everything he did with his lover, but the times Langley had ridden him while riding the edge of his need to shift, Ian had nearly lost his fucking mind.
Lucy shuddered as she stretched out on the carpet. Ian could easily imagine how the rough carpet felt against her sore ass. Her legs dropped open and she slid her fingers to her clit, gasping when she touched the oversensitive flesh. “Arms over your head,” Langley snapped. “Or do you need more punishment first?”
Lucy shook her head. “Please.” She arched her hips up. “Please fuck me.”
Ian fisted his cock as he watched Lucy place her arms above her head and twine her hands together. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to beg for mercy.”
Langley laughed. “I think both of you need to wait. Hadley, let go of your cock and make me ready for your ass before you fuck her.”
Lucy sucked in a breath.
“Langley, I --” Ian’s voice was low and filled with need.
Langley growled. “I know how badly you need to sink your cock into her after beating her ass like that, but I want your mouth around me first. I want to see the look on Lucy’s face when my cock disappears down your throat.”
Ian looked down at Lucy. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed. “Please. I want to watch.”
Ian sank to his knees and wrapped his fist around his lover’s cock. Langley groaned as his lover stroked his cock and teased the head with his tongue. Ian loved the taste of him, wild and untamed, like something from the forests he’d seen on a few of the Terraformed planets he’d visited. Langley was half hard already. As he sucked, his lover’s cock expanded rapidly in his mouth. He loved the feel of soft flesh encasing steel.
Langley was at the edge of his control. Lucy’s willing submission was driving him crazy. Ian let Langley’s cock slip from his mouth and gave it one last long lick. He glanced up. Langley was watching Lucy. Her hips were risin
g and falling as if meeting an invisible cock. Her eyes were wide, and they were focused right on him.
“He’s beautiful, isn’t he?” Langley asked, petting Ian’s hair.
“Y-yes, sir. I want him. I want you both. Please!”
Langley smiled and grabbed Ian by the back of the neck, pulling him into a ferocious kiss. Ian felt the bite of fangs. When his lover let him go, he looked into his catlike eyes. “Can you control it?” he asked in a whisper. Langley closed his eyes, breathed deep and then nodded. “That’s why I’m taking you this time.”
Ian kissed his lover’s cheek gently and turned his gaze back to Lucy. “Are you ready to be fucked into the ground?”
Lucy whimpered. Ian knelt between her legs and positioned his cock at her entrance, driving in deep and hard. She cried out but her hips rose to meet him, taking him even deeper as she wrapped her legs around his back. “Fuck me!” she screamed.
“Fires of hell, yes!” The one thing he’d regretted about her sucking Langley as he spanked her was that he hadn’t been able to hear her scream. Now the delicious sound made him crave more.
He pinned her wrists to the floor and pulled out until only his cockhead was inside, wanting to make her beg. Her legs dug into his ass, trying to force him back inside her. She struggled under him, trying to free her hands. He growled, sounding nearly as savage as Langley. He slammed back into her and crushed her mouth with his, desperate to taste her.
His tongue lapped at her mouth, tasting Langley’s come and reliving the moment when he’d watched his lover shoot his load down her throat. Under that familiar essence was her own flavor, passion and cinnamon and something so uniquely Lucy he couldn’t identify it.
She moaned against him as she writhed, working her hips back and forth to find the small amount of friction he allowed her. “Fuck me, damn it! I can’t stand it.”
He laughed against her mouth. “Is this what you need?” He pulled back and thrust hard, repeating the action again before she could catch her breath. He worked her hard and fast until they were both hanging on the edge.
“Stop!” Langley’s rough command froze them both. Ian glanced over his shoulder, shocked to see his lover right behind him, lubing his impressive cock from a tube he often kept tucked in his uniform jacket. Ian was relieved to see that while Langley’s cock was so hard it threatened to smack his belly, he was reassuringly human.
He caught Ian’s gaze, and a growl rumbled in his chest. Ian looked down, instantly submissive to the panther’s power. “Neither one of you are going to come until my cock is buried in Ian’s ass,” Langley snarled.
Ian swallowed, fighting to keep still. He was on the verge of an explosive orgasm. He could feel Lucy’s pussy clenching around him. Her hips rose and fell silently begging for more. He met her gaze. Her eyes pleaded with him. “Soon,” he whispered.
Langley slapped his ass, “Up.” He lay all the way down onto Lucy, gripping her hips tight and keeping her locked against him as he arched his back, giving Langley the access he needed. Lucy’s hand speared through his hair, dragging his head toward one of her breasts. He lapped at her rosy nipple then drew it into his mouth, sucking hard, making her cry out sharply.
As he tormented her breast, Langley’s cock pressed against his ass. “You ready?”
His lover’s voice was low and gravelly, and when a hand gripped Ian’s hip, he felt the sting of claws. A shiver of pure lust ran over him. His voice shook as he answered. “Gods, yes.”
Langley pushed in slowly. Ian knew what it was costing him not to bury himself on the first stroke. He was trying to hold back, to not scare Lucy or damage Ian. Part of Ian was thankful and part of him wanted Langley to let go and fuck him with brutal force. They both knew from experience that Ian could take it.
Langley worked himself in another inch or two. Ian shuddered under him as his ass stretched to accommodate Langley’s cock. “Give me all of it!” Ian begged.
Connor snarled. He pulled back an inch or so and thrust, shoving Ian so hard he pushed Lucy along the floor. His balls slapped against Ian’s ass. He sucked in a ragged breath. “That hard enough for you?”
Lucy looked up into Connor’s eyes. He knew she was seeing the eyes of a wild cat. He could smell her fear, but she smiled, a look of wonder on her face. “Gods of Earth, I’ve never seen anything so hot.”
His heart pounded in his chest, damn pleased with her approval. Ian shoved his hips back. “More.”
“Gods,” Langley cried out. Ian was going to fucking break his control with his need for violence. He pulled out and drove again. This time he pulled Ian’s hips back, knowing his claws were cutting into his lover but too far gone to retract them. All three of them needed to come as fast as possible or he was going to shift further.
“Fires of Hell, fuck us both!” Ian’s hoarse shout ended Connor’s ability to go slow. He slammed into Ian’s ass again and again, forcing his lover deep into Lucy. He lost the ability to comprehend anything but his need to come, to come while Ian fucked the hell out of Lucy, the woman they’d both been needing for so damn long.
He vaguely understood that they were all shouting, all desperate for release. Lucy’s sharp cry pulled him from his haze. He looked down into her beautiful face as her orgasm swept her. She bucked and writhed under Ian.
Ian shoved his hips back against Connor, with a desperate moan. Connor realized he was frozen in place, mesmerized by Lucy’s pleasure. He drove back into his lover with brutal force. “Fill her with your hot come, Ian. Show her how much we need her.”
Ian cried out, working himself wildly between Connor and Lucy. Connor raked his claws down Ian’s thighs, hard enough to hurt but not quite cut him. He knew that spark of pain would send him over. Ian screamed and tensed against Lucy.
His ass tightened around Connor with the force of his orgasm. Connor gasped for breath, climax taking him by surprise. He shoved deep into Ian one last time and came with a roar.
He collapsed on top of Ian for a few seconds before sitting up, reluctantly pulling his cock from Ian’s ass. He didn’t want their combined weight to smother Lucy. He also knew he had to taste her, had to sample her cream mixed with Ian’s come. The very thought had his fangs extending; he fought against the loss of control. When he spoke, his voice was little more than a growl. “Ian, get up. I need to taste her.”
Ian rolled off of Lucy and curled around her side. She lay with her eyes closed, breathing shallowly. Ian brushed her hair from her face. “Lucy?” Ian’s voice held a hint of worry.
Connor forced himself to wait, to make sure she was all right.
Her eyes fluttered open. “Amazing,” she murmured.
Connor let his breath go and dove for her pussy, unable to wait another second. He ran his tongue from her ass to her clit, lapping at the delicious juice. His heightened senses let him taste and smell the very essence of his lovers as he buried his face in Lucy’s pussy. She whimpered, lifting her hips to his face. He curled his hands around her legs, letting his claws prick without stabbing deep. He lifted her as he sat back until she was nearly upside down, her pussy clasped to his face. He couldn’t get enough. She tasted so damn good. Ian’s come mixed with hers was like a heady cocktail.
He closed his mouth over her still-clenching entrance and sucked, drawing thick liquid down his throat. He moaned against her. She thrashed under his hand, her slick pussy sliding against his face. He sucked harder, and she cried out. He returned his attention to her clit, lapping at it with the flat of his tongue.
“Gods help me!” she cried.
Chapter Three
Connor held Lucy tight, letting his fangs gently scrape the side of her clit before sucking it deep into his mouth. She screamed, convulsing against him.
His cock was already hard again. He wanted to bury it in her, but he knew he’d hurt her if he did. Ian had already fucked her ruthlessly. Instead he let her go, and grasped his cock in his hand, pumping himself slowly, then faster and faster. Lucy squirmed beneath
him, still caught in the aftershocks of her orgasm. He was so enthralled by her, by watching her and Ian together. They were never letting Lucy go. He groaned and pumped himself a final time before climax took him, and his come spurted onto her stomach, marking her as his.
His climax drained the last of his strength. He practically fell to the floor, nestling between Ian and Lucy. Ian curled possessively around him. “I love you,” he whispered in Connor’s ear. Connor smiled.
Lucy looked up at him and Connor cupped her cheek with his hand. “You are so amazing. I already need you again.”
Her lips curled up in a smile. “I would love to repeat that experience, but I’ve skipped two appointments, and with the G’daklian delegation arriving on the station tomorrow, I’ve got enough work to keep me up all night. You’re leaving in the morning, aren’t you?”
Ian groaned. “Yes, damn it. I wish you could come with us.”
She laughed. “I wish you could stay.”
Connor turned to his lover and raised his brows questioningly.
Ian shook his head. “We can’t. We were originally supposed to be on the Cerian homeworld days ago. We worked this trip in after Devlin told us it would be worth our while.”
“Remind me to thank him very soon,” Lucy said with a grin. She sighed. “I wish you didn’t have to go.”
Connor wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her to him. When his lips were a fraction of an inch from hers, he said, “You are ours now. We will see you again.”
Her eyes widened. She nodded and cast her eyes down, falling back into her submissive role. “Yes, sir.”
* * *
“I told you I won’t leave until you sign our deal.” The Vindolesian trader had cornered Lucy as she took a rarely used corridor from the market to her office.
Her heart pounded but she faced him, unflinching. “I told you that I will no longer negotiate with you or the men you represent. Your deal is unacceptable.”
He pulled a vibrablade from his boot so fast she had no time to react. He flicked it open. Its low hum was loud in the otherwise silent corridor. “Feel like changing your mind now, bitch?” He took another step toward her.
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