by Becca Van
Prue moaned and then squeezed her legs tighter around Adam’s hips, digging the heels of her feet into the muscles of his spectacular ass. His cock jerked inside her causing her pussy to ripple along his length and they both moaned. She jolted when cold wet fingers began to caress her rosette.
“W–What are you doing?” Prue gasped.
“I’m getting you ready for my cock, honey,” Hunt rasped. “I can’t wait to fuck your ass.”
Prue moaned. Astounded that she was enjoying what Hunt was doing to her. She’d heard about anal sex but never thought she would want to try it. But now that he was rubbing his lubed fingers against her anus and her nerve endings were coming alive, she wanted that more than her next breath. She felt the muscles of her back entrance relax and then she whimpered when the tip of Hunt’s finger pushed into her rectum. Even though she tried to stay relaxed, her muscles clamped down on his fingertip, squeezing his digit hard.
“Breathe nice and deep for me, honey. Try and keep your muscles loose.” Hunt began nibbling on her ear and neck and she tried to stay calm for him. Now that she had something penetrating her ass, she wanted more.
Prue heard a pop just before more lube was drizzled into her crack. Hunt withdrew his finger slightly and then pushed back in. With each forward stroke he pushed further and further into her bottom. By the time he had his finger in all the way she was one big aching mass of need. Her pussy was soaking wet, the cream leaking from her continuously and she couldn’t help but clamp down on the finger buried in her ass and the cock in her cunt occasionally.
“Two fingers now, honey.” Hunt licked up the side of her throat and then lightly bit her skin where shoulder and neck met.
The burning in her ass intensified and waned as Hunt pressed two fingers into her rosette. When he had them in all the way she felt him separate them, extending her muscles out.
“You’re doing so good, Prue. Your ass is so fucking tight.”
“Hurry the hell up, Hunt.” Adam panted. “I’m not gonna last much longer. She keeps rippling on my dick and all I want to do is ram it in and out of her until we both come.”
“Three fingers now, honey. Try and stay nice and relaxed for me.”
Adam leaned down and kissed her. His tongue tangled with hers and she kissed him back wildly. She was so hot for her men, but she wanted to make love with them now. The unrelenting ache inside her wasn’t going to let up until they began fucking her.
“She’s ready,” Hunt said in a growly voice.
Prue drew in a ragged breath when Adam removed his mouth from hers and heard the tear of the foil pack, the pop of the lube bottle and then the squishy moist sound as Hunt lubed up his condom-covered cock. His front connected with her back and he wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Let’s move this closer to the bed,” Adam said before Hunt could get inside her, and then he carried her closer to the mattress. Thorpe was sitting on the edge with his cock in his hand as he pumped up and down the length of his hard shaft. He looked so damn sexy and her body seemed to agree with her because her internal muscles pulsed around Adam’s erection.
Prue wanted to be connected to all of her men. She wanted them in each one of her holes, but didn’t see how that was possible. Not with Adam standing with her in his arms, his cock buried inside her to the hilt and now that they seemed to be in a position to Adam’s liking and Hunt was about to fuck her ass, there was no way Thorpe was tall enough for her to take his cock in her mouth. She pushed her thoughts aside when Hunt’s front pressed against her back and then she moaned when she felt the head of his dick at her back entrance.
“I’ll go nice and slow for you, honey. There will be a little pain at first, kind of like a burning, pinching pain, but if it becomes too much for you I want you to let me know. Okay?”
Prue couldn’t answer. She could barely get enough air into her lungs so she nodded her head instead.
“Good girl.” Hunt kissed her shoulder and then the hands on her ass moved to her hips and Hunt then gripped her ass cheeks. He spread them wide and then he was pushing into her.
Prue groaned and closed her eyes. She tried real hard to slow her breathing and keep her muscles loose, but it was a damn hard thing to do when her body’s reflexive impulse was to clench down. Her ass began to burn as Hunt’s cockhead began to penetrate her tight ring of muscle. He didn’t thrust into her hard, for which she was thankful, but he did begin to gently rock his hips. The further he stroked into her the more the burning intensified and then all of a sudden the corona of his dick popped through. Hunt held still giving her body time to adapt to the exotic incursion. She buried her head against Adam’s neck and sucked his skin, trying to distract herself from the burning, pinching, pleasurable pain. When her muscles stopped contracting and slackened, Hunt began to gently pump his hips again. Forward and back he went until finally his groin and pelvis were against her body.
“How you doing, honey? Are you okay?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know,” Prue gasped.
“Which is it, sweetie?” Adam nuzzled his cheek against hers.
“I want you to move. I ache so much inside, I can’t stand it.”
Adam and Hunt didn’t say another word. Hunt slowly and gently withdrew from her ass until just the tip of his cock remained inside. As he pushed back in Adam drew back and then Hunt retreated when Adam thrust forward.
Never in her life had she felt so much pleasure and they had only just started moving. The friction of their cocks sliding in and out of both her holes was pure ecstasy. She never wanted it to end but knew by the slow pressure building inside her that she wouldn’t last much longer. But she wasn’t happy that Thorpe was left out of the fray. She needed to be connected to him on a physical and emotional level like she was with Hunt and Adam.
“Thorpe,” Prue moaned.
“I’m right here, baby.” Thorpe’s voice was a deep gravelly cadence that caused her to shiver as Adam surged back into her pussy.
Prue turned her head and gasped with surprise when she came face to face with Thorpe’s hard dick. She looked up the length of his body and melted a little more when she met his hungry, loved-filled gaze. He was standing on the bed in an awkward position, half bent over so he wouldn’t bang his head on the ceiling and his legs spread wide with the palm of his hand on the wall for balance.
Flicking her tongue out, she mewled delightfully when his pre-cum came into contact with her taste buds. She loved the salty, spicy flavor of his essence and craved even more. Prue opened her mouth wide and sucked the head of his cock into her depths. Thorpe grunted and then gripped the hair at the back of her head with his free hand. She let him guide her movements over his cock, teaching her the rhythm he liked and when she had it down pat he lightened his hold on her hair.
“Your mouth is fucking heaven, baby, and so fucking good!”
“You should feel her ass,” Hunt rasped. “She’s squeezing me tighter than a fist.”
Prue moaned when the heated ache inside her grew hotter and brighter, but she continued to bob up and down over Thorpe’s cock. Wanting to give him as much pleasure as they were all giving her. Tears of emotion pricked the back of her eyes and she knew she was where she was supposed to be. In between her three loving men while they made love to her. Her heart was so full of love she could barely contain it and the only way she could return that love without being able to use her voice was to give her body over into their care.
“Fuck, baby. You’re really good at that. If you keep licking the underside of my cock that way, I’m gonna come.”
Thorpe’s words were music to her ears and she began to bob faster. When the tip of his cock touched the back of her throat, she took a deep breath through her nose and pushed down on him further.
“Prue!” Thorpe gasped. “Pull off, baby. Gonna come.”
Prue drew back up over the length of his shaft and suctioned on him hard. She was rewarded by a deep groan from Thorpe and then she pressed forward until he wa
s down her throat. She swallowed around his cock and then she kept right on swallowing as Thorpe shouted, his cock expanded and pulsed as he shot streams of cum onto the back of her tongue and down her throat. She didn’t stop until Thorpe withdrew from her mouth and collapsed onto the mattress on his knees. He was gulping in great gasps of air and had a satisfied, blissful expression on his face.
Hunt changed the grip of his hands on her bottom and thrust up into her ass as Adam retreated, but instead of withdrawing from her anus he stayed pressed inside her when Adam filled her pussy again.
“We’re going to send you flying now, sweetie. Hold on tight.”
Adam and Hunt both pulled back until the tips of their cocks were just inside her holes and then they surged forward together. They fucked her hard and fast, deep into her pussy and ass, speeding up the pump of their hips until they were shuttling in and out of her rapidly. Her internal muscles rippled and grew tighter and tighter. Her legs, arms, and whole body began to shake as the friction built the pressure so high she thought she would break apart. She was hanging on the precipice of something so huge it was almost frightening.
Thorpe reached over and pinched her nipples between his thumbs and fingers and then she was flying. Her head thumped back onto Hunt’s shoulder and she screamed. The pleasure was so intense her whole body quaked and quavered while her pussy and ass clamped down and released with continuous contractions around the two cocks still stroking in and out of her holes. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, Hunt and Adam surged into her one last time. Their yells of completion joined her scream and as their cocks expanded and jerked inside her, she climaxed again. Stars formed before her eyes and her vision wavered. She slumped into their arms, safe with the knowledge they wouldn’t let her fall and fell into the delightful abyss of nirvana.
* * * *
Hunt had never experienced anything like he’d just shared with Prue. His legs were shaking and he had no idea how the hell he was still standing. He gently eased his softening cock from Prue’s ass and headed toward the bathroom. After ridding himself of the condom he turned the bath taps on and went back to help Adam. Both of his brothers were staring down into Prue’s beautiful face with awe.
“Bring her into the bathroom so we can clean her up.”
With his brothers’ help, they had her washed, dried and back in bed fifteen minutes later. Thorpe climbed in on one side of Prue and Adam climbed in on the other. Hunt pulled the sheet and quilt out from beneath the bottom of the bed and lay down across the mattress. He wrapped a hand around Prue’s ankle and relaxed. He was happy that he and his brothers had found Prue and couldn’t wait until they could marry her. The three of them had wanted to ask her the first time they had made love to her but figured she would need more time, but now that he, they, knew that she loved them in return he was anxious to get the ball rolling.
Hunt just hoped that Prue consented to being married to all three of them.
Chapter Eleven
Prue woke up so happy she was bursting with joy. Again she had slept in but she didn’t really care. She had spent the night making love to her men and couldn’t wait to eat breakfast with them. After showering and dressing quickly she hurried down the hallway toward the living room and the door off the entry. She stopped in her tracks when she saw that Yvonne was standing at the window just staring out into space. Her friend didn’t look too happy, and Prue wondered why she was so sad.
“Are you okay, Yvonne?”
Yvonne turned to face her and her friends expression changed from dejected to happy within the blink of an eye. She’d never seen that happen with Yvonne before and was a little worried and puzzled over her friend’s behavior.
“Have you had breakfast yet?”
“Yeah, I didn’t want to have to leave on an empty stomach.”
“You’re leaving. Why? When? How? You can’t leave. You could be putting yourself in danger.”
“I doubt that very much.” Yvonne moved closer to Prue and she began to get really scared when a look of pure malevolence crossed her friend’s face. “Do you know how disgusting you all are?”
“W–What?”
“I never thought you’d be such a slut, Prue. You surprised me with that little miss innocent act and now you’ve fucked up everything, but I’m not going to let you ruin our plans.”
Prue backed up with each forward step Yvonne took. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“You’re so damn stupid,” Yvonne sneered and Prue’s heart ached over the cutting words from her supposed best friend. “Why three men would want a little nobody like you I’ll never understand.”
Prue took another step back and froze when she bumped into a hard chest. Her breath hitched in her throat and then relief caused her body to sag. She hadn’t known any of her men were still in the house and she began to feel a little safe to have a bit of back up. She had no idea what had come over Yvonne and wasn’t sure she wanted to, but when she tilted her head back and up and met familiar brown eyes she began to shake with fear.
“Billy, what are you doing here?” She tried to take a step away from him but he wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed her hard enough to cause pain. She was about to yell at him to let her go but his free hand came up and covered her mouth.
* * * *
Yvonne had been waiting for this moment and now that it was here it was all she could do not to rub her hands together. She’d hoped to do this by herself but after searching the ranch for supplies to use in aiding her to get to Prue and not finding what she’d needed, she had to call the second-in-command for help.
Yvonne remembered how easy it had been to pull the wool over everyone’s eyes and infiltrate their ranch. Not once had any of those supposed elite soldiers figured out that everything had been a setup.
Of course they were supposed to have been killed when that bomb had gone off, but when she’d been “rescued” she’d decided to play along. Not all of the team had shown up to that house in Chadron and they didn’t want any loose ends. Billy had sent the coordinates of the ranch to the leader and hoped that the members of the sex slave ring living in America would be given orders to converge on their land and take them all down. But that would have to wait. Getting Prue out of here first was the main goal. Then she would play at being upset over her friend’s disappearance and she would plan on taking Nicole next.
Yvonne had realized that she was going to need help to get Prue out of here. She wasn’t strong to carry her out so she’d called Billy and told him to get his ass here pronto. She’d told him to come with something to knock Prue out because she knew there was no way that she was going to let them take her without a fight.
Yvonne had let Billy into her bedroom in the early hours of the morning through her bedroom window and after talking for a while they had decided to take Prue first thing this morning. Hopefully, if the men didn’t deviate from the usual routine of having breakfast and then convening in the meeting room, Billy and Prue would be long gone by the time anyone realized that Prue was missing. Of course Yvonne would act all upset and then she would begin making plans to take the next woman.
Yvonne patted her shirt pocket, secure in the knowledge that very soon Prue wouldn’t be able to give her any trouble. The morphine-filled syringe Billy had brought and handed to her earlier gave her comfort and satisfaction.
She couldn’t wait to hand Prue over and receive her huge monetary reward.
* * * *
Prue began to tremble as scenarios flashed through her mind but she tried to shake her head when it latched onto one thing and wouldn’t let go. She met Yvonne’s hazel eyes and saw that her “friend” was smiling evilly and nodding her head. Yvonne reached into her shirt pocket and Prue’s nostrils flared with dread as she withdrew a half-filled syringe and then moved closer to her. After removing the plastic needle cover with her teeth, Yvonne stared into Prue’s eyes as she pushed the needle into her neck and plunged whatever was in it into her bloods
tream.
“If it wasn’t for you Billy and I could have be rolling in money by now. You and those fucking men have ruined everything. We’ve been working on this for over twelve months and those assholes have thwarted us every step of the way, but not anymore. No, we’re going to get what’s owed to us and so are you.”
Prue’s vision was swimming. Whatever Yvonne had injected her with was working quickly. She felt like she was floating, yet her body was too heavy to remain standing. Her knees buckled and the grip around her waist tightened as did the hand over her mouth. Billy shifted his hold on her and she began to feel nauseous as her world turned upside down. The breath whooshed from her lungs when Billy’s shoulder dug into her stomach. Then blackness began to form before her eyes and as much as she tried to fight it, it was a losing battle. She pictured her men in her mind and a tear leaked from the corner of her eye.
Her last thought before the darkness enveloped her was that she would never see the loves of her life again.
* * * *
Thorpe glanced at his watch and then shifted his gaze toward the door again. He hadn’t wanted to leave Prue to wake up alone but Whit had called a team meeting and of course he and his brothers had heeded that call. Tony Sullivan had been on the phone that morning and had informed them that he had made contact with a reliable reporter in Japan who was doing some digging for them. Of course it helped that Tony had passed over some American dollars to help their cause. Aguri Akashi had agreed to be their eyes and ears over in Japan, and it seemed that he had suspected a Japanese government official of being on the take and affiliated with the Japanese Underworld criminals. But since Aguri had no proof and no resources to follow up his hunch, he had put off his investigation. Now that the American military were paying Aguri and had offered him citizenship if things got too hot for him in his own country, he had jumped at the chance to bring down the dirty official. Tony had said it could take months for Aguri to collect and correlate all the evidence he needed and wouldn’t name his suspect until he could back up his intuition.