Seducing Carma [Passion Peak, Colorado 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  She did, and yelped when someone smacked each ass cheek, hard. “I didn’t hear your answer.” Blaine’s voice was filled with humor, but also held a commanding tone that sent a shock wave of desire straight to Carma’s already throbbing clit.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “That’s better. Maybe we didn’t punish her enough after all.” He tied her wrists together, and then one of them lifted her by the shoulders. When he laid her down again, her body weight was supported by what felt like an angled wedge covered in soft fake fur. It was more comfortable than the bench had been, and she liked the way it supported her entire body weight.

  She heard clothing being removed, and assumed they were now both naked. She suddenly wished she could see them, but didn’t want to ask for the blindfold to be removed.

  “Spread your legs, Carma.” She did as Mateo asked, and then her ankles were also wrapped in rope. A slight tugging and pulling suggested they’d fastened the end of the rope to something on or near the bed.

  “Good girl.” Mateo’s voice washed over her as strong hands caressed her ass cheeks and the backs of both legs. “We’re so proud of you tonight, Carma.”

  “Yes, we are,” said Blaine. “You’re doing fine. Remember your safewords and use them if you need to.”

  Carma sighed and relaxed into the wedge underneath her body. Would she ever tire of their touch? She couldn’t imagine doing so. “Thank you, Sir. Both of you. Thank you.”

  Fingers teased the opening to her anus and Carma moaned. When something wet and warm was slowly placed inside, she tensed at first, then relaxed as the same delicious feeling of peace that she’d felt while straddling the piano bench enveloped her. One of them brushed her pussy lips with a finger. “You have a butt plug inside, Carma,” said Blaine. “We’ll let you get used to it for a while, but then our dicks are going in there.”

  She heard condom wrappers, and when one of them inserted a finger into her pussy, Carma moaned. The finger grazed her sensitive spot, and then it was withdrawn and his dick was inside her, fucking her pussy with sweet, slow torture. He pulled out and the other man slipped inside, also moving slowly.

  They were going to take turns fucking her while the butt plug stayed in. It was the closest thing to having a cock in each hole that she’d ever come, and she loved it. Is that what Blaine had meant when he said their dicks would be in there next? Could she handle that? Carma wanted to find out what that felt like. She wanted to experience everything these two could think of to do to her.

  As they changed places again, the orgasm that had been poised began to build again. Carma moaned and whispered incomprehensible words as her mind flooded with images of being fucked in the pussy and ass at the same time. Should she simply ask them to do that?

  One of them teased her mouth with the head of his bare dick, and she didn’t hesitate to open it. She had no idea whose it was, and she didn’t care. She only knew that they both had loosened something inside her that would never be bound again. Her fear was gone, and they had already given her so many erotic, amazing memories to replace old ones, that Carma wasn’t sure she could handle any more. But she certainly wasn’t going to stop them.

  They switched places again, each removing their condoms before they fucked her in the mouth and replacing them with fresh ones before they plunged inside her pussy again. Her pussy and mouth were both now sore, but she didn’t mind. As her orgasm inched closer, one of them began to lightly swat her ass cheeks.

  Mateo’s voice whispered in her ear, “Carma, you have permission to come now.” That’s all it took. The dam burst, and a strong climax washed over her. Carma was so lost in the competing sensations that she didn’t notice one of them had removed the butt plug, until she felt the unmistakable prodding of a dick at the opening to her asshole.

  The man inside her mouth pulled out. “Are you ready for this, Carma?” asked Blaine. “Mateo is going to fuck you in the ass, and then I want a turn, too.”

  She sighed as the fear tried to push its way in.

  “Please don’t be afraid, Carma.” Mateo’s voice was rough and deep. “I promise to go very slowly.”

  “Okay,” she whispered. “Yes, Sir. I’m ready.” Carma could almost feel the anticipation from both men, coming off them in waves. She barely heard them breathing. Were they holding their breath as well?

  Mateo slid his cock in centimeter by centimeter, allowing Carma’s muscles to relax before he pushed further. She began to moan long before he had even half of his dick inside. Blaine stroked her back and hair, whispering words of encouragement. She was touched that they were both taking such care with this experience. How differently would her life have turned out if she’d found them both years ago?

  When he was almost all the way in, he began to move. Carma hadn’t had any idea what to expect, but nothing in her imagination had prepared her for this. It was the ultimate surrender. She was prone, tied up, being fucked in the most vulnerable way possible. Tears welled up from so many competing emotions that she was unable to process them all. She only knew one thing for certain. She never wanted to be parted from either of these sexy, incredible men.

  “Are you okay?” asked Blaine gently.

  She nodded. “Yes, Sir.” Her whisper was so soft she wasn’t sure he’d heard her. Mateo pulled out, kissed her gently on the lower back, and then Carma felt Blaine moved behind her.

  He inserted a wet finger into her anus. “This is more lube, Carma. Don’t want to hurt you.” She heard the crinkle of another condom wrapper.

  “Sir? May I ask a question?”

  “Which one of us are you addressing, Carma?” asked Blaine.

  “Both, Sir.”

  “Ask anything you want, love.” Mateo’s voice was full of emotion, and that only made Carma cry harder.

  “I’d like to know…I’m not sure how to ask.”

  “Just ask. We won’t be upset.”

  “What does it feel like to have one of you in my pussy and one of you in my ass at the same time?” There. She’d done it. She’d asked. No matter what happened now, she’d actually voiced the question out loud.

  “Carma, I’m so proud of you for asking,” said Blaine. “I think we can handle that, right Mateo?”

  “Absolutely.”

  Carma shivered again at the tone in Mateo’s voice. How would anything in her life ever compare to this? She wanted to stay here forever with both of them, and lose herself in their touch, their voices, and in the new, erotic sensations they gave her. To hell with the outside world. This was the only reality she wanted to acknowledge from this point on.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Blaine took off her blindfold and her limbs were unrestrained. They helped her stand, and then Mateo asked again if she was all right. “I am. Thank you, Sir.”

  “Come with us.” Carma couldn’t stop staring into his eyes. He brushed a finger down her cheek, and the tenderness of both the touch and the look on his face made her pulse race. “I think you’re ready for this before we give you what you want.”

  She had no idea what he meant, but when he took her hand and led her over to another piece of equipment in the room—a curved leather pad with two levels and rings along the sides—she hoped they were still planning on giving her what she’d just asked for.

  Blaine told her to kneel on the lower pad and drape her body over the curved, upper pad. Her ass was up in the air as it had been on the spanking bench, but this time her body was fully supported by the lower padding.

  They placed soft rope around her ankles and tied the ends to rings on either side of the bench. Then they did the same thing to her wrists. She was blindfolded once again, and hands caressed her back and ass cheeks softly.

  Carma exhaled and tried to relax all her muscles, but the anticipation of what they were going to do to her was overwhelming. The head of a dick brushed her lips. She had her answer.

  “Open your mouth, Carma.” Blaine’s voice, soft but commanding, washed over her like warm water, and
she didn’t hesitate. “Wrap your lips around it.” She did as he asked, and was rewarded with his throbbing cock sliding in and out of her mouth, slowly and gently.

  Behind her, Mateo reached underneath to caress her pussy, and then she heard a condom wrapper open. She moaned loudly in the back of her throat as the head of his dick teased her soaking wet pussy. When he slid it inside, Carma nearly came. She loved both of them fucking her at once. Soft, sexy noises emanated from each of them, coupled with the muffled noises she made, and that made her enjoy it all the more because she then realized they were both enjoying it as much as she was.

  Each thrust inside her pussy pushed her clit against the leather pad, and another orgasm was inevitable. When Blaine or Mateo—she wasn’t sure who—reached under to play with her right nipple, she groaned louder. Tiny contractions started deep in her core, but never quite coalesced into a full-blown climax. The effect kept her poised on the edge, crazy with need.

  Something warm slipped into her asshole, slowly and gently. She guessed it was a lube-covered finger, and again the most delicious sense of peace filled her, as though she were floating away on clouds. The sensation of having all three holes filled at once sent Carma’s mind racing with erotic images of the men fucking her for hours, taking turns everywhere.

  The finger came out, and so did both cocks. She heard more rustling noises, and then Mateo told her to open her mouth. She did, and he slid his dick inside, filling it more than Blaine had done but being just as careful. Blaine slipped what felt like two wet fingers into her asshole, and Carma tensed for just a second, but then relaxed as the sense of peace enveloped her again.

  When he slid his dick inside her pussy, she made whimpering noises in the back of her throat. It felt so incredible that all she could do was enjoy it as her orgasm continued to inch closer and closer. When it finally spilled over, tears ran under the blindfold and down her face. The men changed places twice more, and she was sore now, but she didn’t care. She never wanted this to end.

  Blaine slid his dick into her asshole as gently as Mateo had done earlier, and Carma moaned loudly as he began to thrust. Another orgasm was already building. Mateo stroked her hair, and when Blaine pulled out, the men untied her, took off her blindfold, and asked if she needed a bathroom break.

  Carma took it only because she needed time to collect her thoughts. So much had happened in such a short time, but it felt right, straight down to her very core. This was where she wanted to be. When she returned to the room, they were talking with their heads close, and she hoped everything was okay.

  As soon as Mateo smiled at her, all concern melted away. He crooked his finger and she walked over to the bed, mesmerized by his beautiful eyes. She crawled onto the mattress and waited.

  “We’re going to keep your limbs free for this,” said Mateo.

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  “Good girl.” He lay on his back. Carma couldn’t stop staring at his dick. It was huge and red, and she wondered how it had fit inside her anus. He put on a condom. “Climb on top of me and lower that fabulous pussy over my cock.”

  Carma had never had sex with her on top, but she moved over his hips and lowered her soaking wet slit over his dick until it was all the way in. She threw back her head and moaned, grabbing her breasts without thinking about it.

  Mateo and Blaine both moaned. “Oh, Carma…that is so fucking sexy,” said Mateo. “Play with them.”

  She teased her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers the way both men had done to her multiple times now, and kept her gaze glued to Mateo’s face. How could this be real? She was with him and Blaine, and they were enjoying her body. She wasn’t afraid, and she’d let them do things to her and with her that she’d never imagined being able to handle, or that she’d even believed she would want. It had to be a dream, and yet she knew it wasn’t.

  “You’re doing great,” he said, gazing at her tenderly, the way a lover would. Was that what she was? His lover? Was she Blaine’s too? Did they want more from her than simply sex?

  Blaine moved next to her and began to stroke her back and ass cheeks. “Lie prone over Mateo’s body, Carma.”

  She did, and Mateo folded his arms around her and began to thrust inside her pussy. Carma moaned loudly. Each movement pushed against her clit, and the orgasm that had started when she’d been tied to the wedge built now to crazy heights. Blaine slid a lubed finger into her anus, and when he positioned himself behind her, Carma groaned loudly and shook her head. This was it. This was really going to happen.

  “Don’t be afraid, Carma. You have your safewords if you need them.” His sexy voice washed over like warm summer rain, cleansing any remaining traces of fear. As Mateo continued to fuck her pussy, Blaine put on a condom and slipped his cock slowly into her asshole once again.

  Carma cried out in pleasure as he began to thrust. There were no words for what she felt. She continued to shake her head back and forth, and the words coming out of her mouth made no sense.

  “Just let go,” whispered Mateo, close to her left ear. “Let go and enjoy it, love. You deserve this.”

  That was all it took. The most intense orgasm of her entire life washed over Carma in wave after wave of delicious ecstasy. She was hardly aware of the fact that both men now were thrusting more forcefully, and both were grunting and moaning. Mateo’s arms around her were damp. Sweat dripped into her eyes.

  When Blaine pulled out, Mateo blinked a few times as though he wasn’t quite sure where he was. “Must be time to switch,” he said.

  Carma couldn’t even process what he’d just said. Blaine helped her off Mateo, and then he put on a fresh condom and lay on his back. “Climb aboard, Carma.”

  She wasted no time in sheathing his dick with her pussy. Without being told to, she draped herself against his torso, and strong arms embraced her. “Carma, Carma,” he whispered. “Where have you been all this time?”

  She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. She heard Mateo put on another condom, and then his dick was sliding into her asshole. Both men fucked her again, and as another climax consumed her, the only noise Carma could make was a steady, weak moan. Her mind raced with erotic images, fueled by the contractions coursing through her body and the sensations of having both holes completely filled.

  She was sore in places she hadn’t known could get sore by the time both men thrust in quick, jerky movements. She wasn’t sure which one came first, and it hardly mattered. Mateo pulled out, she heard him take off his condom, and then he was lifting her off Blaine.

  Strong arms wrapped around her body and soft hands caressed her damp hair and back. Someone gently kissed her face, and then her hands. She let her body relax in their combined embrace, hoping she’d never have to leave this room or their arms again.

  How could anything bad happen after this? It would all work out. Carma was certain of it. All that mattered was right now, in the arms of Mateo and Blaine. She refused to let thoughts of the outside world enter her mind as she drifted off to sleep.

  * * * *

  Sunday morning, Carma took Blaine and Mateo to Van and Rowena’s house so she could say goodbye to Annalise, Chad, and Dustin. She hugged her cousin as though she might never see her again, wishing things hadn’t been so strained between them all week.

  “Will you be okay?” asked Annalise for the tenth time.

  “Yes.”

  “Are you going to see someone here in town?”

  Carma frowned in confusion.

  “A therapist. Didn’t you say there was a huge counseling center?”

  “Oh, right. Open Arms. Yes, I’ll go.”

  “Promise me, Carma.” Annalise cut her gaze over Carma’s right shoulder.

  “We’ll make sure she does,” said Blaine.

  Annalise didn’t look convinced. “I’m going to call you tomorrow.”

  “You can call me every day, okay? I promise you I will get some help.”

  Once they were finally in their car and on the road, Carma sto
od on the front porch, flanked by Mateo and Blaine. Van and Rowena, standing next to them, waved to Cathy Hill, their neighbor across the street. She was sitting on her porch talking to Judy Thompson, another neighbor and long-time friend of Cathy’s.

  “They on their way back to Indiana?” asked Cathy from across the street.

  “Yes,” called Rowena.

  “You and your friends going to the parade and festival on Saturday?”

  “I’m sure we will.” Rowena glanced at Carma. “Let’s go inside. I’m hungry. Do you, Mateo, and Blaine want to stay for lunch?”

  “Sure,” said Carma.

  “What parade and festival?” asked Blaine as they went back inside.

  “Oh, that’s right. You haven’t had that unique Passion Peak experience yet.” Carma wrapped a hand around his arm, allowing the memories of his muscles rippling as he fucked her last night wash over her. “I’m quite sure it’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen.”

  They followed Rowena into the kitchen where she began to rummage in the fridge.

  “Don’t listen to her,” said Mateo. “It’s a parade of badly made floats, and endless speeches from the mayor and councilmen about how proud we are in this town, of our union wars with miners and our bootlegging Mafia history. Then, as if that weren’t enough to make a citizen thrilled shitless to be here, the Sleepy Cat people sell souvenirs and try to convince everyone that the town is doomed this year.”

  Blaine laughed, but Van held up a hand to stop him. “Oh, he’s not joking. They used to hold the Founder’s Day parade over the July 4th weekend because no one is entirely sure exactly when the town was settled. They only know it was in the summer. But now they wait until just before the high school marching band begins band camp. That way the unfortunate kids can shorten their summer even further by having to march in the parade and then perform in the hot sun with the giant totem pole in the background so everyone can take pictures.”

  Rowena held up plastic containers of pasta. “Everyone okay with just warming up the rest of Annalise’s pasta? We have potato salad as well.”