Passion's Claim

by Devyn Douglas

  “Open your mouth, Jane.” Autumn obeyed and greeted the thick cock with a flick of her tongue against the head. Cherry-flavored condom. She sucked greedily on it, lapping up the growl of satisfaction that filled the room. Even with the intensity of his response, his pace matched Lorenzo’s. Slow. Agonizingly so.

  Chase withdrew from her mouth and she gasped when Lorenzo lifted her up and thrust more of his cock into her. Strong arms spread her legs. She cried out in pleasure when Chase slipped his cock into her wet slit. She didn’t want to question how the hell the two men had managed the acrobatic move—or even why. Throwing her down on the floor and doing her would have been just as good.

  But there was some innate bond formed with the two of them as she clung to them for support, sandwiched between their bodies. The two men worked in tandem, silently positioning her body between them. Finally. She had them both inside her as she’d wanted all along. One thrust while the other held her in place between them. Then the other cock would begin moving inside of her. Both at the languid pace that had driven her to distraction before.

  Her body convulsed, the orgasm crawling through her. She clung to them, her audible gasps turning to screams of pleasure. Their groans mixed with hers as she collapsed between the two of them. She sighed and curled into Chase’s arms when the men moved.

  “Such a perfect sub,” Lorenzo stated.

  Autumn whimpered when they perched her on the edge of the tub, wanting to keep the contact with their warm flesh. Her hands itched to run across the muscular flesh. The rattle of the pipes startled her as someone turned the water back on.

  “I could fuck you all night in a thousand different ways and not tire of feeling you clutch my cock when you come,” Lorenzo whispered, the warm cloth running across her slit and down her inner thighs.

  “Are you sore, Jane?” Chase asked.

  Autumn wanted to admit that her body ached, but she shook her head. There was no way she intended to risk not having another round with Lance and Kade. Hell fucking no. She wanted those two again. She wanted these two again. She wanted this night to continue.

  Lorenzo lifted her up and she put her arms around his neck, making a mental note of his thick head of hair that seemed to stop just short of his shoulders. “Time to take you back to Lance and Kade.”

  She rested her head against him as he carried her back into the room, her mind reliving her most recent ménage. Each had been unique in its own way, but she had loved them both for reasons she found perplexing. She had never embraced the submissive side of her nature fully, but this enabled her to. Even if it was for one night.

  “How did Jane do?” Kade asked. “We heard her from out here and my cock got hard thinking about what you were doing to my ass.”

  “She was sheer perfection. I’d love to take her home and house train her,” Chase said.

  Kade laughed. “Afraid this is a one-time thing.”

  Autumn stretched when she was placed down on the bed, sighing in contentment. Laughter filled the room.

  “I think our Jane needs a nap,” Kade commented.

  Autumn jumped. “No, Sir. I’m fine.”

  The lightest of touches fell across her cheek. “Rest up, Jane, because I get your ass next.” She groaned, a pool of liquid heat shooting to her pussy. Lance. Oh fuck yes.

  Autumn ran her hands across the exposed flesh before her, her fingertips gliding through the thin patch of hair, down the angles of a finely chiseled chest. Grasping Kade’s cock, she stroked it and remembered how good it had felt inside her.

  Moving her other hand tentatively, her pulse raced. She found Lance’s thick member and heard the animalistic growl rent the room when she began stroking him. She knew toying with Lance spelled danger because she could sense his wound tension and raw need in each movement and word he uttered. A wild powder keg of emotion intent on taking her. Dominating her.

  “I don’t think she wants a nap,” Kade said, his mouth claiming hers. Her tongue seized his, exhibiting her eagerness to have them both inside her once again.

  “Do you know what all I would do to you if I had you to myself?” Lance asked. She trembled in response. Goose bumps trickled to life across her skin.

  Autumn knew in the darkest recesses of her mind, the untapped area of sheer primal sex. She craved the comfort Lorenzo and Chase gave her in heaps of slow, sensual attention. But Kade and Lance were unbridled lust, the part of herself she had longed to explore.

  Deft fingers played with her sensitized flesh and she gave herself free reign to touch and taste whatever she could. She moaned when one of them lifted her enough for a cock to slide slowly into her wet pussy. Kade. It had to be Kade. The scent of his cologne still lingered.

  “Lean forward, Jane.” Autumn wanted to ride the cock inside of her so bad, but leaned forward into his embrace. She winced at the brief moment of discomfort but she couldn’t remember it by the time Kade and Lance sandwiched her between their two strong bodies.

  “Such a perfect morsel,” Lance whispered against her ear. “You like the way we fuck you, don’t you?”

  “Yes,” she gasped. The thrusts became deeper, more demanding until she could only cry out in pleasure.

  Their hands worked in tandem, keeping her nipples hard and her clit begging for more attention. Autumn memorized the nuances of their kisses. The hungry taste of Lance. The demanding flavor of Kade. Their heartbeats thudded in her ears. Labored breathing and grunts of pleasure spun around her, spinning a web of lust she had to succumb to.

  She ran her hands across their thighs. Her muscles constricted as the orgasm began building within her. Her cries of pleasure came out in audible mewls of delight. Both men slowed the pace of their thrusts. She clenched the cocks buried in her and heard both men groan. If she erupted into flames then she would take them with her.

  Kade’s moan came first, his cock lunging one last time and both of his hands pulling her fully onto him. She sighed against him, kissing his shoulder. His flaccid cock remained partially in her as she focused her attention on the man behind her. He still moved deep inside her while his hands pinched her nipples. The brief pain reminded her he still possessed her.

  Leaning against Lance, she reached behind her until she wrapped her arms around his waist. She wanted to know what thoughts raced through his mind. “Come for me, Sir, please.”

  A growl followed the barely audible plea and Autumn gasped, feeling his body tense behind her and his arms envelop her. She moaned within the bearlike hug and leaned her head back. The soft, tentative kiss that grazed her lips surprised her. She had expected rough, demanding, obsessed. At least from Lance. But his full lips moved against hers, his tongue licking seductively.

  “You did beautifully, Jane. Do you want to take a shower?” Kade asked.

  Autumn wanted to crawl up in their arms and collapse into the sleep-induced oblivion seducing her right now. Lethargy had begun to set in, the euphoria spreading through her body. At least in her dreams she could relive each moment. But she nodded, telling herself a shower was what she needed. Maybe if she was lucky one of them would join her.

  “Jane needs food,” Chase said.

  “You’re going to cook? Oh hell no. Not in my kitchen. It took three months to get the stench of smoke out of my crap the last time you tried it. And you ruined my microwave,” Kade said.

  “I’ll take care of the food,” Lance said.

  “No. Jane doesn’t need an MRE,” Lorenzo commented, the other men laughing. Autumn smiled.

  “Oh and what are you going to cook? Have you ever even boiled water, Lorenzo?” Chase asked.

  The three men started arguing and Kade laughed, the weight shifting on the bed as he stood. “Come with me, Jane. While you’re showering, surely between all of us something edible might get produced.”

  Kade led her into the bathroom and her breath hitched when he removed the blindfold and turned her around. She looked into his sexy eyes and smiled at him, feeling the warmth of her blush rising up
her cheeks.

  “You okay?” he asked.

  Autumn nodded. “Better than okay, Sir.”

  “You can call me Kade. Playtime is over for now.” His fingers ran through her hair. “And you were truly spectacular. But you have a choice to make. Whether or not you want to see the other three guys. It’s entirely up to you. I won’t tell them I gave you that option.”

  Autumn chewed on her lower lip, the indecision pressing on her mind. She longed to see their faces. The bodies that had given her such pleasure. Then again, a small part of her wanted them to remain a mystery. Never knowing what they looked like.

  “Can I think about it while I shower?” she asked, her voice tentative as she remembered the tub where Chase and Lorenzo had… Her thoughts trailed off and she shook herself away from them. Plenty of time later to remember and savor.

  “Of course. I’ll leave the blindfold here in case you decide to keep the illusion,” Kade said. “Come out whenever you’re ready.”

  Warm water jettisoned on her aching body as she allowed her mind to envision what other pleasures the men could provide her. Stepping out of the shower, she toweled off the beads of moisture on her skin and stepped into the shorts and shirt Kade had left for her. They swallowed her with their size, but the soft cotton material comforted her still-sensitized skin.

  Padding into the living room area, she paused in mid-stride as her gaze landed on two tall, dark-haired men standing near the entryway, their attention riveted to the kitchen. One head of hair fell around the man’s ears in a wavy pattern her fingers recognized. Lorenzo. His lips were lush, his jawline chiseled. Wearing a dark, pinstriped suit, his olive-toned complexion accentuated his handsomeness.

  Obsidian eyes stared back at her from the other man. He stood nearest the door, his expansive chest accentuated by the cut of his shirt, his thighs bulging from under the denim pants. Something about him reminded her of danger. It had to be Lance.

  A blond head of hair popped up from around the edge of the kitchen. “Ah so that’s why you two chatterboxes got quiet. Hey there. I’m Chase.”

  Dancing blue eyes looked her over as he toweled off his hand and extended it. His short blond hair accentuated the suntanned complexion. Lean, hard muscles bulged on his arms. His open shirt exposed a patch of his skin, a set of scratches emblazoned within the flesh.

  “Did I do that?” she asked.

  Chase laughed. “A few of us have scratches but they’re well worth it.” His fingers caressed her cheek. “Hey, Lorenzo, you won. They are hazel. So beautiful.”

  She shivered. They had been talking about her. Kade came from around the corner and smiled. “Hey there. We…er…sorta didn’t want to risk poisoning you with our pathetic culinary talents. So we fixed you a sandwich.”

  “Two actually. We couldn’t decide what you’d want,” Chase said, motioning her toward the small table.

  Autumn’s eyes widened as two heaping sandwiches were placed in front of her. A pastrami on rye and a turkey and ham on whole wheat. Gobs of vegetables peeked out from underneath the bread. She crinkled her nose and gently pulled out the vile tomatoes and pushed them aside.

  Lance laughed. “Told you to leave those off.”

  “Shut the fuck up, man. You wanted to drown the damn thing in two pounds of mustard.”

  Autumn laughed, afraid to add to the competitive spirit of the men by choosing to eat one sandwich above the other. Smiling at the four men that stood over her watching intently, she gingerly removed the pastrami and lifted the whole wheat bread. Placing the meat delicately on the sandwich, she discarded the top piece of bread and placed the rye back down on it.

  All four men laughed at her diplomatic, assembled sandwich as she bit into it. “Only Jane could manage to please four men so easily.”

  “Autumn. Her name is Autumn,” Kade said, smiling down at her as he set a glass of water beside her. The three men said her name under their breath, as if trying it on for size.

  “That’s the perfect name for her,” Lance said.

  “Yes, beautiful and seductive,” Chase added.

  “Enchanted,” Lorenzo stated.

  Savoring the last bite of her sandwich and downing the last of the water, she wiped her mouth and stood. Looking at the four men she smiled. “Thank you for feeding me.”

  “Our pleasure,” Chase drawled.

  “I guess I should be going. That alarm clock waits for nothing you know,” Autumn commented, her pulse racing and her heart thudding. “I’ve had a great time. Thank you.”

  “No, thank you,” Kade said. “I’ll walk you back.”

  Autumn nodded and hugged each of the men, savoring her last contact with them. “You all take care of yourselves.”

  It seemed awkward to feel connected to the three men, knowing so little about them. Well, she knew more about some than others. But they had each helped her open up a part of herself she had allowed to lurk in hiding. For that she’d be grateful to each of them for a long time to come.

  Her footsteps echoed through the hallway as she made her way to her apartment. She turned as the key unlatched the door. “So, what is it that you do?”

  Kade smiled and looked at her. “What do you mean?”

  “When the others… When the others were leaving they’d always laugh really loud right beforehand. Without fail. What did you do?” Autumn asked. Why hadn’t he done it with her?

  His hands wound in her hair. “I’m afraid I’m not ready to show you yet. I thought perhaps we could do this again, but just you and me next time.”

  Autumn nodded quickly and then cursed herself for being so anxious. But she wanted to learn more about Kade. There were so many things she could explore with him. “I’d like that.”

  “Good. I’ll see you soon then. Rest up.”

  Autumn closed and leaned against her door, her contented sigh echoed through the room. She had gone next door to live her darkest fantasy, but had discovered a brazen sensuality she hadn’t known lurked beneath her exterior. She had made four men smile and fawn over her as if she were treasured. She had been.

  She shivered and smiled as she curled up in her bed. And Kade intended for them to do it again. Nothing could make her happier.

  Passion’s Claim Part 2

  Chapter Four

  Four weeks later…

  “You sure this is you?”

  The question ricocheted doubt in Autumn Scott as she glanced at the mangled itinerary. She’d never thought a one-hour drive could induce such hedonistic anxiety.

  She had no other way to describe the memories assailing her. The unbelievable night she’d spent with Kade and his three friends four weeks ago had left her wanton for more. Kade. Her neighbor’s dominant play next door had incited her darkest fantasies, ripped her from boredom and straight into an abyss of sexual exploration she wasn’t sure she was ready for.

  The note left no doubt that whatever—or rather, whoever—resided at 2100 County Road 5, forty miles from Austin, Texas would be more of what she’d experienced before. Being dominated by a stranger had been her fantasy for a long time. Submitting to him and his three friends while blindfolded had been…

  Damn.

  Autumn squeezed her thighs together and closed her eyes as she realized she hadn’t yet answered the driver, who glared at her from the rearview mirror of a black Rolls-Royce Phantom that had been sent to pick her up. The cool leather seat pressed against her upper thighs. She tugged on the short, black skirt and nodded at the driver.

  “I believe so.”

  “You’d better make sure, lady. This isn’t the sort of place someone wants to get dropped off unless they know.”

  The ominous statement fueled her hammering pulse as adrenaline streamed into her system and pooled moisture between her legs.

  “I’m sure.”

  Come play with me.

  The invitation had arrived by private courier with a dozen long-stemmed red roses and a first-class round-trip ticket to Austin. She’d only spoken
with Kade twice since the passionate night where she’d submitted to him, Lance, Lorenzo and Chase. What they’d done hadn’t been what she’d consider submission. There hadn’t been machines, or even toys. Just mind-boggling, primal sex.

  The car turned and paused before a massive iron gate, which was flanked by a white stone fence on both sides of the car. She swallowed as an armed security guard knocked on the door. Not that the man needed a gun. A hunter-green polo shirt strained across the largest chest she’d seen since…Lance.

  “Name?”

  Autumn bit back the apprehensive questions leaping into her mind. Was she at the right place? She peered forward. Lush, manicured grass and large oaks lined a driveway long enough to be declared a highway in most states.

  The guard leaned down. His blue eyes glimmered with amusement. “All I need is a first name, sweetheart.”

  “Autumn.” Heat rose in her cheeks as she realized she’d been sitting there gawking at the surroundings rather than paying attention. “I think my…” What the hell was Kade? A friend? Definitely not in the boyfriend category. Yet. “I’m meeting someone here.”

  “The pretty ones always are.” He reached down on his belt and retrieved a metallic bracelet, which he placed in a handheld computer device. “Your first time here?”

  She nodded. “Where am I?”

  He chuckled. “If you don’t know, I’m looking forward to watching your reaction.” He held out his hand. “Your wrist, ma’am.”

  Autumn obliged. Warm fingers ran across her skin. “No need to be frightened. No one here bites newbies.” He winked and lowered his voice to a sensual whisper. A soft click secured the device to her wrist. “You’ll wear this for the duration of your time here. It has a tracker, as well as a microchip for us to keep track of your…needs.”

  A shiver ran down her spine and resonated between her clutched thighs. “Thank you.”