“I guess you’ll have to cuff me, Mr. Parole Officer.” Anna lifted her arms above her head and held her wrists against the headboard. “I’m sure you’ll have to do a cavity search as well. You never know what I might be hiding.”
“Mitch, you heard the lady,” Elliott said. She could tell he was trying to keep the laughter out of his voice. “I’ll take her upper half, and you take her lower half.”
Anna couldn’t resist another chuckle as Elliott rushed to get the cuffs on her. After he attached them to her wrists and then secured them to the headboard, Anna gave them a little test. They were firmly wrapped around her skin, and when she tugged, Anna swore it was connected to her pussy. Every bone inside of her body melted and she found she liked the idea of being at their mercy.
Elliott used his tongue and licked around her areola, causing her nipple to harden. Fire raced around the rosy circle, ending at the tip of her pebble. Anna thought she would find relief when his moist tongue swiped over her nipple, but all his action did was fuel the flames. Anna reached for him, forgetting that her hands were bound. When she realized she couldn’t make him do anything that would douse the inferno, Anna moaned.
“Elliott, it’s too much. Do something.”
“Mitch, why don’t you give her something else to think about,” Elliott murmured against her skin. Lifting his head, he blew on the moisture, making her nipple harder, if that was even possible. Why he was only concentrating on the one, she didn’t know. “I think she needs to focus on something besides these beautiful breasts, because I plan on playing with them for a while.”
“I think I’ll conduct that cavity search now.” Anna felt Mitch spread her legs and hold on to her skin right above the knee. That kept her open and vulnerable to his lips—and apparently his teeth.
“Ahh!”
Anna tried to buck up against Mitch, but he held her fast. Elliott chose that moment to encase her nipple between his teeth. The sting sent pulses of electricity shooting from her breast to her pussy. So that was what was meant in Cyn and Elise’s books when they said erotic pain could be the threshold to an amazing and incredible orgasm. Anna had picked up a couple of their books, which had a third author in the anthologies they wrote by the name of Shea Brennan. Their words were right on the mark.
“How’s that cavity search coming along, brother?”
“Haven’t made it that far,” Mitch answered against her mound. “I wanted to make sure it was a clean cavity search.”
Elliott laughed at that and went back to work on her one breast, which seemed to be overloaded with sensation. Why was he ignoring the other one?
“Elliott, lick my other nipple,” Anna pleaded.
“I don’t think a prisoner gets their way in these types of situations,” Elliott said, licking his rough tongue over the delicate pebble. The more he licked, sucked, and bit the hardened tissue, the more Anna thought she’d lose her mind.
“Let’s see if she’s hiding anything in here,” Mitch said, sliding his finger into her wet slit. Her internal muscles immediately clamped down, trying to keep him in place. It did no good as Mitch thoroughly pressed, rubbed, and thrust his finger inside her pussy. Anna was able to lift her leg onto his shoulder, since he’d had to let go in order to conduct his cavity search. She arched her hips higher, but all that got her was a nip to the clit. “Don’t move, Ginger. I need to make sure—wait a second—I think I found something.”
Anna screamed out his name when Mitch found her G-spot. My God, it felt as if he’d found that magic switch that lit up her body. He slipped in a second finger, covering that sweet spot and rubbing every inch of it until she couldn’t help but buck against him.
“I think there’s another spot you might need to check, Mitch,” Elliott said, urging his brother on. He swirled his tongue back around her nipple before giving it another moist, long swipe.
“If we’re both going to take her tonight, I might have to spend some extra time loosening those muscles,” Mitch said, gathering the cream pouring from her pussy and bringing it down to her anus. They were both going to take her? One in her pussy and one in her ass? She’d never survive it, Anna thought. “Let’s start off small, shall we?”
Before Anna could say a word, Mitch slowly, but forcefully, pushed his finger inside that tight hole. It didn’t burn, but it certainly felt full. Little nerves started to wake up, sending tiny SOS messages to her pussy, which was now feeling neglected. Mitch didn’t ignore her clit for long. His tongue slid up one side of her slick folds and then down the other side. He circled her clit in a slow, lazy motion.
“Just suck it!”
Elliott bit her nipple. Anna screamed and tried to bring her arms down. The few links of chain attached to the cuffs jingled, signaling her that she couldn’t move her arms. But she could move her legs, Anna thought, and tried to wrap the one tighter around Mitch’s shoulders.
“Elliott, our prisoner is taking advantage of the pleasure I’m giving her,” Mitch said, pulling his finger out of her ass. When he pressed two digits against her back door, Mitch continued, “And I’m not done with my search.”
He thrust those two fingers inside of her until she could feel the burn. It slowly started at where her entrance was and worked its way to the tips of his fingers. The sting started to push her toward that blazing inferno that she craved to be a part of. Anna felt Elliott grab her other knee and tuck it underneath his thigh. Now, her ass was wide open for the taking.
“Mitch, I need your cock!”
“Do you want my cock here?” Mitch asked, pulling his fingers out slowly and working them back inside her warm passageway.
“Yes!”
“And where do you want Elliott?”
“My pussy,” Anna begged, trying her best to move.
“What do you think, Elliott? Do you think this prisoner deserves an award for good behavior?” Anna could have cried when Mitch removed his fingers. He gave one long slide of his tongue against her swollen clit before releasing her fully. “Or have you forgotten one more place where she might be hiding something, you know, more along the lines of a wickedly talented tongue?”
“You grab the condoms and I’ll make sure her mouth is in working order,” Elliott said, a gleam sparkling in his eyes. “Let’s get you out of these cuffs, my precious criminal.”
Anna didn’t have the breath to say anything as they each started their duties. Elliott released her with a small key, and Anna used that brief moment to try and get her senses back under control. She felt Mitch roll across the bed, to where the bedside table was located.
“On your knees, Anna,” Elliott said, taking that tone he sometimes got that reminded her of Mitch.
Now that she’d had a few seconds of respite from their mouths and hands, Anna could focus a little better. They were role-playing, Anna reminded herself. She smiled when she rolled to her side, coming up on her hands and knees. Making sure her ass was situated to where Mitch was on the mattress, Anna looked up at Elliott and licked her lips.
“You shouldn’t tease like that,” Elliott warned, holding his cock in his hand. She glanced down, seeing the length of his dick was more than she’d be able to handle. “Open wide, Anna. Let me do the moving, you just do the sucking.”
“If I do a good job, will I get a reward?” Anna asked, unable to hold back her smile.
“I think Mitch has your reward,” Elliott said, bringing his knees closer to her hands. “Open.”
Anna automatically did as he requested, wondering what he meant. She didn’t have to wonder long, as lube was drizzled down the crevice of her ass. She sucked in her breath as the cold gel made its way down toward her anus. Elliott used that action and leaned forward, slipping his cock inside her mouth. His large girth stretched her jaw wide. He was careful of how far back he went, pushing in and out in short bursts. She got into the rhythm, making sure to twirl her tongue on the underside of his cock every time he pulled out.
“That’s right, Anna. Take a little mor
e every time,” Elliott said, taking her head in between his hands. “Just like you’ll do for Mitch.”
Mitch started to loosen her back entrance, first with one finger and then with two. By the time he worked his way up to three, Anna was bucking back against him, trying to urge him for more. She moaned when he moaned, feeling the tip of his cock at her entrance. Her muscle had gone back to that tight little circle within seconds of his fingers pulling out, but it wasn’t nearly as painful as what she figured it could have been when Mitch pushed his cock through that ring.
As Elliott slowly fed her his cock, Mitch did the same on her other end. Every time Elliott pushed inside too far and nudged the back of her throat, Anna would pull back and end up taking more of Mitch’s cock. She was stuck, because either way, one of her men ended up gaining further access.
“Swallow, Anna.”
That was all the warning she got when Elliott pressed in all the way, causing her nose to hit the skin above his dick. His actions pushed her back onto Mitch, her ass opening up fully and accepting the entire length of him. Her muscles clamped down, making the sting feel more like a burn. The cream from her pussy was now covering her inner thighs. She needed to come. Thinking that Elliott was going to find his release in her mouth, Anna was surprised when he pulled out with a pop.
“Not yet,” Elliott said, his voice sounding strained. “The three of us are going to come together. Mitch, let her ride you for a second while I get myself under control.”
Mitch wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged her back against him. Without pulling out of her, he situated them against the headboard. “Elliott, move her legs.”
Elliott leaned forward and grabbed both of her ankles. Her back was to Mitch’s chest, so Elliott draped them on the outside of Mitch’s thighs. Anna looked down, seeing herself spread open. Her clit was engorged to an unbelievable size and her labia were red and swollen. Anna bit her lip when Elliott brought a finger up and over the sensitive tissue. She could actually feel her pussy opening up, wanting to be filled. Her ass was stuffed with Mitch’s cock, and the burn only added to her craving to reach that zenith.
“I need to move,” Anna whispered, trying to move her hips. Mitch held her in place, groaning when she succeeded in shifting her body. She was pretty sure she could come from him being in her ass, if he would just let her move up and down. “Mitch, let go.”
“Hold still, Ginger,” Mitch ordered, his fingers tightening on her pelvic bone. “Let Elliott slide into you and then you can come as many times as you can.”
Anna glanced desperately toward Elliott, who was thankfully sliding a condom over his cock. She watched as the vein on the left side of his shaft slowly disappeared and then reappeared underneath the latex. His heartbeat was pulsing along the blue line, showing her how expanded his cock was. Her pussy contracted, thinking of how big it would get when he came inside of her.
“I can’t take this any longer,” Anna cried, reaching down to stroke her clit.
Elliott pushed her hand out of the way, positioning the head of his cock at her opening. “Take a deep breath, Anna. I’m going to slowly work my way in.”
“Don’t go slow, just do it!”
Elliott leaned over her, firmly pushing his cock through her slit. She was so wet, he had no trouble sliding inside of her, although it took a few seconds for her body to get used to his invasion. Having two cocks inside her body was more than she could handle, and Anna felt her climax start in her toes. She looked up into Elliott’s face, wishing she could see Mitch’s as well. Elliott’s eyes darkened, while his facial expression became strained.
They set up a rhythm of Mitch pulling out as Elliott pushed in, alternating their positions. Anna’s orgasm didn’t keep up the same tempo as it sent her body spiraling out of control. They never varied their pace, while Anna felt as if her ass and pussy exploded with colorful beams of light.
“That’s right, Ginger,” Mitch said in her ear. He released her hips and brought his fingers up to her breasts. Taking each nipple, he pulled and tugged until they were distended from her body. With every thrust, the slight pinch sent sparks flying back toward her pussy, extending her orgasm. “Give us one more.”
Elliott surged forward the same exact moment that Mitch did. Both of them were inside of her, spilling their seed into their condoms. Their shafts became larger and the burn of having both cocks in either hole set off another explosion. Anna could swear she felt the blood rush out of her clit in one push, carrying her body to a place she’d never been. It felt as if she were floating.
Finally, neither man had held back, and it was the most gratifying feeling Anna had ever had in her life. Anna felt as if they’d each communicated something monumental in this intimacy few people shared. She had opened up her body, heart, and soul to them. They had done the same. She trusted them to catch her when she came tumbling back to earth.
It was at least an hour later, after Elliott and Mitch had used a warm, wet washcloth to clean her up. They each had used the bathroom themselves before snuggling under the sheet with her. Elliott was spooning her from behind while she was draped across Mitch’s expansive chest. Anna wasn’t sure she had told them how much she loved their bodies. She smiled as she thought of doing a shower exploration on each of them, much like Elliott had done to her. Anna traced her finger around Mitch’s nipple, instantly causing his hand to come up and cover hers. Well, there’s one, she thought with a smile.
Snuggling in closer to his body heat, Anna rested her cheek against Mitch’s heart, listening to the soft beat lulling her to sleep. Her eyelids were heavy and she let her lashes fall against her cheeks. If this was a prison sentence, she planned on serving life, because she couldn’t picture herself anywhere else. Anna said so aloud.
“That’s a good thing,” Elliott murmured, his breath hot against the back of her neck. “We definitely aren’t letting you go for good behavior.”
“You’ve imprisoned us, Ginger—not the other way around.”
“Then I guess I’ll be throwing away the key,” Anna said softly, right before drifting off to sleep.
Epilogue
“So, I hear that we have effectively managed to pull off another match,” Cyn said, popping a piece of popcorn into her mouth. Chewing, she couldn’t help but smile. “Shea’s going to love the success ratio.”
“Can we count Anna, Elliott, and Mitch as a match?” Elise asked, settling back against the couch and pulling her fuzzy-socked feet underneath her. She pushed her black-rimmed glasses higher up her nose. “Technically, she deleted her profile.”
“Ah, but not before Elliott made contact,” Cyn announced, reaching down to slip off her high heels. Grabbing the bowl of popcorn that sat in the middle of the couch between them, she placed it in her lap, not caring if her skirt ran up a little higher. She wanted Brody to catch sight of the new garter belt she had bought online. “So that means a win for us.”
“You’re about to lose,” Russ Davidson said, storming into the room.
Cyn jumped, knocking the bowl of popcorn on the floor. She hastily pulled her skirt down, shooting daggers at Brody and Cooper with her eyes. Brody smirked when he realized why. See if he got to touch the lacy black silk, Cyn thought, sitting on the couch so that she could cross her legs. Maybe she would make him suffer by forcing him to watch Cooper take it off with his teeth.
“Lose what?” Elise asked. “And why are you so upset?”
“Emma has a profile on your site,” Cameron said, following his brother into Elise’s living room. “You need to delete it.”
“She can’t do that, Cam,” Dakota informed them. “You know that’s against their policy. Besides, I thought you didn’t care what Emma did.”
“Emma is free to date whoever the hell she wants to,” Russ said, standing with his fists on his hips. “But she’s not getting involved in a ménage—especially one with two strange men that she knows nothing about!”
“Wait a second,” Cyn said. “Is that your
problem? You don’t think Emma could handle a ménage? Russ, that’s what the town of Triple is based on. I’m sure Emma knows what she wants and what she doesn’t want.”
“Cyn, stay out of this,” Cooper warned, coming to sit on the edge of the couch beside her. “Russ, Dakota’s right. The girls can’t get involved with profiles on the site. All they do is monitor it to make sure people are using it in the way they intended.”
“What do you mean, stay out of this?” Cyn asked, thinking that maybe neither man was going to feel her new black lace garter belt. “They just came barreling through the door, asking us to do something for them. That makes it our business.”
“She’s too—innocent—for a ménage.” Russ looked over toward his brother for help. “Cam, you handle this. But if I have to hire the best damn hacker in the country to get her profile down, then that’s what I’ll do.”
Cyn watched as Russ stomped out, similar to how he came barreling in. As Cam went on to give an explanation that held little weight about why they wanted Emma’s profile deleted, Cyn glanced over to Elise. Seeing Elise’s eyes sparkle with mischief, Cyn knew her own showed the same. They had their next potential match—and a successful one at that.
From what Cyn was gathering, Russ and Cam had set Emma Whittington high on some pedestal. They felt that her having a ménage wasn’t good enough for her. Cyn couldn’t think of anything better, knowing personally what having two men in her life had done for her. She was loved and cherished, and even though there were times that she wanted to throttle them, she knew they would lay their lives down for her—just as she would do for them.
Cyn tilted her head toward the kitchen, signaling Elise that they had things to do. Quietly, they made their way out of the living room, while Cam went on complaining to their men about Emma signing up for their service. Cyn had one of her brilliant ideas that would make Shea proud. By the end of it, Emma would have Russ and Cam eating out of her hand and begging her to have a ménage with them. Maybe, just maybe, a reluctant match would turn into something more.
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