“Okay.” She liked being restrained.
He and Dylan moved to the head of the bed and in seconds had her wrists in the cuffs. To her surprise, they tied them to a rope they then attached to the bed. This gave her a lot of room to move.
“Does it rub or chafe?” Dylan sounded so concerned.
“I’m not a delicate flower.”
“You hear that, Dylan? She just gave us the go ahead to do what we want.”
She opened her mouth to protest but nothing came out. Maybe she had given them permission. It didn’t matter. They’d stop if she asked.
Dylan leaned over and licked a nipple while he slid his hand over her belly to her pussy. Gabe crawled to the other side and nabbed the other nipple between his teeth and tugged tight. The two sensations, while different, set her body on fire. Would they have any other surprises in store for her besides the hand ties?
As if they had all the time in the world, they licked, tugged, and massaged her tits until the slightest touch made her cunt cream. She hadn’t realized just how much until Dylan slipped two fingers into her and her walls lubricated his way.
“I think our woman likes what we’re doing.”
Gabe sat up and reached for something at the end of the bed. “Maybe it’s time for the special event.”
She lifted her head to see what it was but Dylan blocked her view with his palm. “Close your eyes again. We’re going to have you begging for our cocks.”
She already was on the edge. “Will you give them to me when I do?”
“Hear that, Gabe? She said them. She wants two cocks. Do you think she’s even ready?”
Not waiting to hear Gabe’s response, she chimed in. “I had that humongous vibrating dildo in my ass. And I’ve had Gabe’s even bigger cock back there, too.”
“We’ll see, baby. Just relax and let us love you.”
She dropped her head onto the pillow. Paper ripped. Had Gabe purchased another dildo or plug?
The answer came soon. Dylan lightly pressed her breast inward. “This will pinch a little at first, but the reward will be quite something at the end.”
He placed a clamp on her swollen nipple and she yelped. Just as she was about to ask him to take it off, the sharp pain subsided and turned into something wildly pleasurable. She smiled.
“She likes it,” Dylan proclaimed proudly. “Here’s the second one. We won’t keep these on for long. It’s when we take them off that you’ll feel the intense rush.” He placed the second clamp on her nipple and the same ache resulted.
The clips appeared to be plastic, so they didn’t break the skin or anything, but her pulse was racing as if they were metal alligator clamps. As soon as the rush ended, the bliss began and her pussy rejoiced. Because it had been Dylan who’d placed the clamps on her tits, once the bed dipped on her other side, she figured Gabe must have crawled between her legs.
He grabbed her ankles and widened them. “Some other time we’ll tie your legs to the post so you’ll be totally helpless. Today though, we’re just going to love you so hard, you’ll be crying our names to fuck you.”
She had to laugh at his macho attitude. “That so?”
In a flash, Gabe rolled her onto her side and administered five quick slaps on her butt. None were hard, but they were effective in turning her on. She was smart enough not to ask him the reason for the discipline.
“That’s for sassing me.”
He was looking for an excuse, and as much as she enjoyed it, her pussy yearned to be licked and loved.
“Yes, Master.”
“That’s better.” He rolled her onto her back once more.
Dylan was gently tugging on the clamps. They must have been attached to a chain because one pull and both nipples were drawn downward. Each time he yanked them, a glorious ache resulted.
Then Gabe thumbed open her pussy lips and licked her. She bucked her hips.
“Dyl, hold her still.”
“Sure thing.”
She hadn’t expected him to straddle her, but he did, lightly sitting on her hips. When Dylan leaned forward, his chest pressed against the clamps and set off another fire in her belly. His kiss was unexpected, but she received him. She was about to run her fingers through his hair only to remember her hands were tied. Grr.
Dylan rolled off her and gently yanked on the nipple clamps. When she tried to lift her hips, she couldn’t. Dylan was pressing on them. Gabe went to work, rubbing her clit with his thumb while he drove his fingers into her needy hole. She clamped down on his fingers, needing the friction to be more intense.
“Please, I need a cock. Or two.”
“Maybe this will help,” Dylan said. He unclamped one clip and it was like a hundred needles stabbed her nipple at once.
“Oh, oh, oh.”
“Wait for it,” Dylan said.
Sure enough the ache blossomed into something fantastic and she groaned. Her nipple puckered and yearned for more. Dylan removed the other clamp, but instead letting her wait for the glory, he rubbed both of them. Her pussy gushed, and her climax built. There was no way she was going to last.
She opened her eyes and Dylan furrowed his brows. She instantly shut her eyes. Seeing his swollen face made her hurt.
“Untie her, Dyl.”
She wasn’t sure why, but she was happy, as her arms were starting to fall asleep. A quick snap and she was free.
Dylan lowered her arms and rubbed them. “You okay, sugar?”
“Yes, but I feel so empty.”
From the way he was rubbing her breasts in such a fast manner, she bet he was smiling. He leaned over and placed his lips first on her forehead, then on the bridge of her nose, and finally touched his lips to hers. His butterfly kisses made her fall in love with him again.
“How would you like to ride a cowboy?”
Now she opened her eyes. “For real?”
He laughed. “For real.”
Dylan dropped onto his back. She looked from Gabe to Dylan. “What about Gabe?”
“Don’t worry about him, sugar. He’s going to take care of your sweet ass for you.”
Yes. This was it. “I can’t wait.”
Gabe tapped her rear. “Neither can we.”
Chapter Twenty-One
As soon as Ceci lifted onto her knees and straddled Dylan, he clasped her waist. “Go easy on me.”
She laughed. “I have no control when I get around you two.”
“That’s the sweetest thing anyone ever said to me.” Dylan let go of her waist and lifted his cock. “Come sit on him.”
“He looks a little dry.” She drew her brows inward the best she could.
“Really?” The one side of his face that worked scowled.
“I can solve your problem by licking him.”
Dylan leaned her to the side. “What do you think, Gabe? Does she deserve this detour?”
“Well, she didn’t hide when I told her to, and she didn’t run away when you gave the command, but she did save your life. We might be even.”
“Okay, you can suck my cock, but only for a bit.”
She grinned, slipped off, and moved to the side. She grabbed Dylan’s cock and drew him into her mouth. No sooner had the tip hit the back of her throat than Gabe jumped off the bed and moved behind her.
“Don’t mind me, baby. Just getting you ready for the big moment.”
She had to love their efficiency. This time when Gabe rubbed the gooey lube on her ass, she didn’t clench. In fact, she almost considered herself a pro. She thought a lot about that vibrating monster in her ass and decided she really liked it.
As she sucked and licked Dylan’s cock, she wrapped her hand around his length and tightened her hold after each pass. His moans and groans urged her on. When Gabe slipped a finger in her ass and then twirled it around, she swore he found new bundles of nerves to ignite.
“Mmm.”
“That’s it, baby. Relax that ass. I’m going to take you to outer space and back.”
His ver
bal creativity amazed her. She must have gripped too hard or sucked with more force than she planned, because Dylan jerked out of reach.
“Enough. Sit on my cock, woman. And do it now.”
Ceci had to work hard not to laugh. Gabe pulled out his fingers and tapped her ass.
“Do as the man says.”
She climbed on Dylan again, only this time she grabbed his cock and placed the tip at her entrance. Her juices were flowing so hard that as soon as she relaxed, she slid down halfway. His cock was too thick for her to take him in completely. She rose up again. When she descended, she widened her knees and the glorious friction ate her up until his cock hit her back wall.
“Nothing has felt so divine,” she said. Then she realized that Gabe was behind her. “I meant in the last few seconds.”
Dylan reached up and cupped her cheek. “That’s okay, sugar. Once he impales your ass, you’ll be telling him he feels great. We’ll never get jealous. We just want you to be happy.”
“Aw. Why are you so good to me?”
“That’s what love is, sugar. Trust, enjoyment, and pleasure.”
Gabe tapped her ass. “Enjoy your ride, because in a minute, I’m going to show you real happiness.”
Dylan reached up and clasped her shoulders. “Kiss me.”
She leaned over and the change in angle pressed on her clit, sending a round of delicious spasms up her body. He parted his lips and their tongues touched. She didn’t want to put too much pressure on him for fear she’d hurt him. The bed dipped behind her and Gabe pressed his cock at her rear entrance.
“You ready, baby?” His voice nearly cracked.
She had no idea what to expect even. “I think so.”
“You have to stay still. Let Dylan do the work.”
She wasn’t quite sure what that meant either, but he sure seemed to know. Just then Dylan lifted his hips and held onto her waist. As he swirled her tongue inside his mouth, tasting of coffee and eggs, Gabe dipped his cock into her ass an inch.
She lifted her head. “Holy shit, that’s big. You’ve grown.”
“Easy, baby. It seems big because Dylan’s cock is inside you.”
That was true, but her anus was being stretched a lot.
“Close your eyes, sugar, and let us transport you to a far away world where you have no troubles.”
She needed that right now really badly and obeyed.
Dylan withdrew his cock, allowing Gabe to work his way in. The lube helped him ease down her back channel. When he pulled out an inch then went back in, he must have hit a thousand erotic centers that lit up her pussy. Her breath caught and he stopped.
“You okay?”
“Yes. It’s wonderful.”
Gabe laughed. “Told you.”
Yes he had. Dylan’s grip tightened on her hips as if remaining still took all of his concentration. Gabe plowed inward until his balls slapped against her ass.
“You are so fucking tight, baby. I love being inside of you like this. God, you’re amazing.”
Dylan growled. “It’s my turn.”
“She’s so sweet.” The second he withdrew, Dylan thrust in.
Her body heated from the inside out and she tried to lower her hips to take in more of him. “Faster, harder, please.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Dylan pulled out and drove in like a loaded spring.
He plowed in two more times before Gabe reached around her front and pinched her nipples. Like a match to a pile of leaves, she lit up. The triple sensation overwhelmed her, pushing her closer to her climax. Stars splattered across her closed lids and her mind lost focus. Gabe twirled her taut buds as he thrust his big cock into her ass.
She opened her eyes wanting to kiss Dylan. His mouth was open, his eyes closed, and he looked as lost in his world as she was. Instead of his lips, she licked his ear and drew the shell into her mouth then sucked hard.
“Sugar, sugar.”
Both men pistoned into her and she lost it. “I can’t hold on. God.” Her orgasm swooped in and totally claimed her.
Not only was her pussy throbbing and pulsating, but her ass was experiencing new highs. Gabe yelled something as his hot jism seared her back hole. He dropped onto her back and lowered his hands to around her waist.
Dylan pressed his hips upward and exploded. Her mouth opened, and she gulped in air. His cock beat to his rapid heart rate and he slowly lowered his hips and kissed her hard.
She remembered little after that. It was as if she’d been in a trance. When she roused, both of the men had dressed.
Ceci lifted up onto her elbows. “Did I fall asleep?”
They smiled. “Just a few minutes, baby. You up for a little outdoor adventure?”
“You bet.”
* * * *
Three months later
Ceci twirled her worry ring as she waited for the girls to arrive for their weekly happy hour. For a change, she was the first one to arrive at the Mountain View Bar & Grill, but she’d come early because she was bursting with news. Every time the doors opened, she glanced that way.
Elle was the first to arrive. She grinned and rushed toward her. “I’m not late?”
Ceci laughed. “No.” For a change, she’d come directly from work and hadn’t been in her jogging suit. “You aren’t training? The race is only a few weeks away.”
“I’ve lost five pounds! I thought I’d take the day off. Besides, my feet are killing me.”
Ceci sipped her wine. “I’m proud of you.”
“For?”
“For having a goal and sticking to it. There are a lot of people who say they’re going to work out, but they only last a month. You’re doing so well.”
Elle patted her stomach. “I’ve got a long way to go. I got Brooke to sign up for the Color Run, too.”
Ceci couldn’t believe she’d also agreed. Somehow getting pummeled with powder no longer held the horror it once did. She’d be scrubbing every inch of her body afterward, and while she’d always have to run her fingers around the phone when it rang, and she’d always want her coffee cup to point in the same direction, getting dirty no longer was something she went out of her way to avoid. The sadness over John’s death would always be there, and she’d wonder if there was anything she could have done, but her men had convinced her she wasn’t the worst person in the world for wanting him to be out of his misery.
Ceci looked up. “Speaking of which.”
Brooke came in and gave both of them a hug. “Phew. I’m glad to get out of the store today. I’m still reeling from last weekend’s sale.”
Ever since Ceci decided to get her life back, she’d wanted to reconnect with Brooke, and that had been a real blessing. Having her family around her was so wonderful. Sarah and Christina walked in together giggling.
Once everyone was seated and the drinks delivered, Ceci inhaled. “I have news. Brooke knows only because my men work with hers.”
The girls turned toward her. “What is it?” Sarah asked.
“There are two things. Remember the guy who attacked Dylan?”
“You mean the man you shot?” Sarah’s eyes sparkled. To her embarrassment, the girls thought she was the bravest woman alive.
“Yes. He went to trial and yesterday the jury convicted him of two counts of murder and an accessory to a third. One for his wife’s sister and one for his wife’s service top.”
Christina’s shoulders sagged. “That poor woman. To have a husband take away two people you trusted and loved is beyond heinous. You should have put a bullet in his heart.”
She chuckled. “I was kind of in shock when I shot him. Besides, he’d turned away from me as he got ready to stab Dylan if you recall.”
Brooke drank her wine. “I know that when Harrison Kaplan was charged with murder, I breathed a sigh of relief.”
Ceci placed a hand on her sister’s arm. “You still need to be careful.”
Brooke smiled. “I am. I now have my concealed weapons permit.”
A few of them
sucked in audible breaths, but Ceci was proud. “Dylan wants me to do the same thing. I just might follow in my big sister’s footsteps.”
The girls seemed to approve.
Sarah leaned forward. “You said that guy was charged with two counts of murder and an accessory to another. Who was that?”
“Carl French wanted to throw suspicion off himself, so he came to Striker’s Lounge thinking that everyone there would be his alibi. He’d hired someone to kill another club member who had been seen with his wife.”
They girls all sucked in a breath. “How did they connect this French guy to the murder?” Sarah asked.
“The guy came back to see the police work the case and someone recognized him. Once caught, he immediately implicated Carl French. The fact this man had Carl’s gun tied him to the murder.”
Elle blew out a breath. “Thank God that’s behind you.”
“Don’t I know it.” Ceci sipped her wine.
Christina leaned forward. “You said there were two bits of news. Are you—” With her eyes, her friend motioned toward her belly.
“Pregnant? No. I think I’ll wait until the men ask me to marry them before I start thinking about a family.”
This time it was Elle whose eyes lit up. “If they didn’t already propose, what’s the other news?”
“Gabe and Dylan asked me to move in with them, and I said yes.”
Brooke jumped out of her seat and gave her a hug. Elle lifted her glass. “To true love. May the rest of us be so lucky.”
They all laughed. When the bar door opened, Ceci glanced up. It took her a moment to recognize the men as the dungeon monitors from Striker’s Lounge. Last month, Gabe had suggested they go and watch a few scenes. While watching a woman be spanked bothered her at first, when she realized how much the woman was enjoying the pain as well as being viewed, it actually turned Ceci on. She told the men that while she’d never allow them to publicly put her on display, it had excited her to watch a man deftly ply this submissive with a dildo in her pussy as well as ass, all while her nipple clamps vibrated.
They told her they had a big surprise for her in the future and she couldn’t wait to see what they had in mind.
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