Wet For Her Warriors (Book 5 of the WILD -- Warriors Intense in Love & Domination -- Boys of Special Forces)

by Angel Payne

  Kellan emitted an appreciative snarl. “Beautiful words, sweetheart. And this Sir loves every one of them. Now put them into action.”

  “Sir?” She gave him a questioning glance.

  “I want to see more of your ass, Hokulani. Raise it up so I can spank it well.”

  Tait growled in endorsement. “Perfect idea, my friend.” He tugged at the backs of her knees. “Bring these forward a little, babe. Now angle your backside up. If I wasn’t lying here, you’d have your forehead against the floor and your hands stretched over your head. Some Doms call this ‘presenting your ass’ or ‘kissing the floor.’ I like to call it an invitation to Heaven.”

  She smirked a little as he pulled her arms over his head, mashing her chest to his, and bringing their faces within inches of each other. “Heaven?” she quipped. “Yours or mine?”

  Tait grinned and nipped at her lips. “Both, dreamgirl. Both.”

  He’d barely finished before Kellan landed his first smack to her raised bottom.

  “Oh!” she yelped. “Kahaha!”

  “Damn.” Kellan’s murmur was unnervingly soft. The touch he used to spread the burn was even more so.

  Closer in, Tait raised his fingers to her face. “Everything okay?”

  “Yeah,” she whispered, drawing in a breath. “He’s just,” —she shrieked as Kellan’s hand came down again— “really enjoying this.”

  “Oh yeah.” Kellan swept his fingers to distribute the pain again. “He really is.”

  Smack.

  The blow was even harder than the first two. Lani twisted her lips while flipping through her mental insults file. There had to be something good and filthy she’d heard from Franz at some point, a zinger this soldier wouldn’t forget. It wouldn’t be like throwing the safe word at them, just a clever nudge to make him back off on the impact a little…no matter how good her ass started to feel, suffused with heat that blended to the most tender tissues of her body…

  Smack.

  “Owwww!” She reared up. Well, attempted to. She bolted a nonplussed stare at Tait, who’d spread his arms as if lazing at the beach while keeping her wrists captive beneath his hands. His lips even curled in a laid-back surfer’s grin. “Are you actually smirking at me?” she seethed.

  “Everything okay there, T?”

  “Couldn’t be better. You may proceed. Throw some muscle into it, would you?”

  “No!” Lani yelled. “N—”

  Smack. Smack.

  When she screamed this time, she let Tait have the full impact of the sound. His eyes lit up with the victory of gold medals. Mahaˋoi. The nervy bastard wanted her like this, squirming and seething, unable to think about anything except the fire whipping across her ass, the heat bubbling through her veins—

  And the warmth suffusing her sex.

  Okay, there was that.

  Smack. Smack.

  “Owwww! Damn it!” She slammed her eyes shut. “Damn it!”

  Tait’s breath washed over her lips. “Hokulani. Baby. Look at me.”

  “No!”

  “Do you trust us?”

  She grimaced. “Aggghh. Yes.”

  “Then look at me.” His face awaited her stare, stronger and more tender than she’d ever seen. “Then give it all over…to us.” The afternoon sun filtered into the car, igniting the glints in his eyes, playing over the crinkles at his eyes and lips. “It’s time to let the pain transform, dreamgirl. To let it heat you, soften you…so we can fill you.”

  Her breaths twined with his as he finally released her wrists. As he glided his knuckles back up her arms, she sighed from their wakes of luscious warmth. He widened his fingers as he continued around the curves of her shoulders and into the lengths of her hair, where he spread the strands with adoring strokes. Through every moment, she was exquisitely aware of every touch, breath, and caress. Every move he made was wrapped in a magical gauze of altered reality, soft yet tingling, alight yet shadowed. Her muscles liquesced. Her resistance waned. And the heat that began in her ass flowed everywhere in her body, making her a flame ready to be lighted by these two incredible males.

  “Yes,” she heard herself whisper. “Gods, yes. Please…”

  Tait glided his lips along the bottom of her jaw. “Please what, Lani? Say the words for us now. Your Sirs need to hear the plea from your own lips.”

  She nodded, understanding him now, even in her heated haze. They’d be taking over her body in one of the most illicit acts of consummation, and they needed to hear that she wanted them in that sinful way.

  “Please…fill me,” she finally answered. “I want this. I want both of you. At once.”

  His eyes narrowed at the corners. “You’ve already had both of us, babe. How is this going to be different?”

  He was really going to make her spell it out, wasn’t he?

  Sometimes, a girl just needed a volcano instead of magma. Kellan came through as that vital explosion, landing two sharp swats to her ass before demanding in an irrefutable growl, “Out with it, starshine. No more shame, doubts, hiding, or fears.” The sizzle of his descending zipper ripped through the air. In seconds, she felt his throbbing penis against her hot backside. “Tell me where you want my cock. Now.”

  “Y-yes, Sir!”

  He laid another slap across her buttocks. “That wasn’t an answer, sweetheart.”

  Lani swallowed. He’d left her no other option but the obvious. The core of her desire. The naughtiest of all her fantasies. “In—in my ass. Please, Kellan…Sir…I want you to slide your cock into my ass.”

  As the words tumbled out, so did a slew of her inhibitions. Locks fell free in her mind, accelerated by Kellan’s approving growl then Tait’s praising kiss.

  “Damn, that sounded nice,” Tait murmured. He shifted a little underneath her, and she felt him opening his fly, as well. His face was captivating to watch, its open relief from the freedom followed by the fast clench of his jaw, holding himself back from the simple thrust he needed to be buried inside her. As it as, his cock’s steely crown pushed against the heated folds at her core. At the same moment, Kellan dripped more lube into her back hole and used a finger to work it in. She gasped and shuddered from both illicit contacts.

  “Now tell me where you want mine to go, dreamgirl. Say it sweetly, like you did with Slash.”

  With his sexy lips so close, a smile naturally bloomed on hers. “In my pussy. Please, Sir…will you give it to me deep?”

  He answered her with a look that conveyed a multitude of things, most of them making her wonder if she’d just accidentally read him some sappy sonnet instead of asking him to join his best friend in taking her to the stars via Starship Kinky. In a thick murmur, he replied, “Thank you, babe. For everything you are and all you’re entrusting us with. Thank you.”

  Kellan’s grunt formed the ending dot on that sentence. “Mark me down as a ditto on everything he just said—but I swear, you’ll be hearing it from a dying man if I don’t fuck this beautiful ass soon.”

  He spread her cheeks, bringing cool air into the deepest valley of her backside before working more lube into her hole with a slick twist of two fingers. Then three. Lani gasped, but immediately wondered why. The pain wasn’t new. Kellan had been fascinated with her back hole for days, and made no secret about wanting to sample it with his cock. But now, the burn carried erotic new meaning and a world of fresh arousal. This wasn’t just training. In a few minutes, her body would accept his in a way that had only been a forbidden dream before now.

  “On the same page, scoutmaster.” Tait glanced up at his buddy. “Toss me a Trojan, and we can start worshipping this goddess the right way.”

  Unbelievably, Lani felt a blush heat her face. She might as well be a wanton sex slave positioned between two lusty gladiators, yet Tait talked like she’d become Aphrodite and they were her willing servants. She’d never felt more decadent, desired, or wholly on fire in her life. Her blood zinged with electricity. Her vagina vibrated with need. But most perfectly, he
r spirit soared with freedom…and her heart fell open with gratitude.

  Again with timing that seemed practiced, the guys rolled on their condoms together. Lani joined her anticipating breath to theirs.

  “Relax, sweetheart.” Kellan’s voice was rough but reassuring. “We’re almost there. What a sweet rose you’re giving me to fuck…”

  “No different than these wet petals.” Tait worked his penis between her tender tissues, stimulating all the best parts of her pussy before sliding his cock deep inside her. Lani cried out in joy and arousal. Gods, he felt good, his hard flesh cushioned by the wet tissues of her intimate passage, flaring heat through every inch of her sex. “Damn.” He gave brutal, beautiful voice to their need, his head aching back from the force of it. “Damn, I had no idea.”

  Lani frowned. “About what?”

  “About how sweet your cunt can grip a man’s cock, baby.”

  “Things are about to get better, brother.” Kellan intensified his assault on her ass. He prodded at her walls with all three fingers, expanding her wider. “Much better.” The wolfish confidence in his tone was a gut-flipper of a turn-on. Still, Lani tensed when he withdrew his fingers from her entrance. Not more than a second later, he pressed the well-lubed knob of his erection there, instead. As her membranes screamed, her mouth whimpered. “Relax, starshine. The head’s the hardest part.”

  “N-now you tell me,” she grumbled.

  “Concentrate on me for now.” Tait leveled his face in order to brushed her lips with his. He increased the pressure as Kellan worked his dick into the first inch of her anus. Lani screamed into his mouth as Kellan began penetrating her with eye-popping pressure. “Breathe, baby. Push out then take a little more. Breathe. An inch at a time. You can do this.”

  “No,” she whispered. “I can’t.”

  “You already are,” Kellan grated. “And fuck, is it good. Lani—goddess—my dick’s never felt anything like this.”

  “Second that intel.” Tait tunneled one hand into her hair as he slid the other between their bodies, curling a couple of fingers along her clit. “You’re so hot for us, dreamgirl. So hot and wet and ready to take both our cocks.”

  She let out a deep sigh, confirming every one of his words as true. Her sensitive nub responded to his fingers, trembling with the force of her need. Having them both inside her was a fulfillment beyond imagining, awakening her sex to a call of erotic fulfillment. Her breath spiraled and grew into a long, primal moan.

  “Yessss.” Kellan grabbed both her ass cheeks, squeezing them to bring back the burn of his spanking. “Almost there, sweetheart. You’ve got me so deep now. You’re squeezing me so tight.”

  Tait growled as his dick expanded inside her. “Do you feel me too? Do you feel my dick sliding on that special spot in your pussy? Open your senses and feel it, Lani. Beautiful goddess…you deserve it. You deserve all of this, after everything you gave me today.” He pulled his fingers back a little, which should have been a torment for her, but wasn’t. Without the stimulation on her clit, Lani focused on what he’d said. Aue, there was a different kind of feeling inside her now. Kellan’s cock throbbed through her membranes, adding to the fullness of Tait’s, bringing a sexual fire she’d never experienced before.

  “Gods,” she rasped. “What the hell is happening?”

  “Clamp down.” Tait’s instruction was a rod of sensual steel. “Clench it all in, babe. Hold our cocks as hard as you can. Feel our dicks pulsing for you, every inch of them hard and thrusting. We both want only one thing: to feel you coming apart for us.”

  Kellan pushed once more to seat his cock completely in her ass. His long groan erased away her last bits of pain. He pressed himself over her, suckling her nape as Tait again took her mouth. “You’re so perfect, starshine. So amazing. So brave.”

  Tait pulled back enough for her to see the golden iridescence in his gaze, focused solely on her. “You’ve given us so much today, baby. Let us give you this.”

  Kellan added to the wonderful burn in her ass by rolling his hips. “Come for us, beautiful girl,” Kellan commanded. “We need to feel your orgasm around our cocks.”

  Denying them would have been telling her heart not to beat anymore. It halted anyway, succumbing to the burst of fire that started deep inside her sex then exploded through her clit and pussy. She was a ball of silver-white flames, a sun captured, a comet turned into the willing plaything of these two demigods. She screamed, throwing her head back into Kellan’s brutal kiss, her mouth consumed by his bellow as he rammed her even deep and heated her back passage with his climax. A moment later, Tait groaned as he emptied his cock, too.

  In the immediate aftermath, she began to shake. Her muscles turned to rubber. Her mind suddenly felt like a schizophrenic pinball machine. Tait and Kellan, still both inside her, felt the strange change and hung on tighter—but their murmured reassurances only made the ordeal worse. Her soul needed to find the exit door again. She couldn’t remain out in the emotional open like this. It was nice to take a little visit to vulnerability, but now it was time to make a dive for the bunker of reality again, and—

  Too late.

  A significant wind blew past the car.

  And with it, a whisper of sound…in her mind.

  Tears spilled. She shook her head.

  It’s okay, girlfriend. Please don’t fight me. I’m only here to help. I just wanted to know if you’d convey a little message for me…

  “Lani? Lani!”

  “You think we should take her to a hospital, T?”

  She peered up at the two of them from where she lay in the jeep’s bed, flat on her back. She had no idea how much time had passed, though a guess said not much. She was still naked. Hell, the guys hadn’t even zipped up, though their used condoms had been stowed—well, somewhere.

  A strange giggle left her.

  When the guys peered down in confusion, she laughed even harder.

  What a difference eight days could make. Now, she was the one in the prone position, feeling like she’d been sucking down half a bottle of vodka. Her mirth clearly didn’t help their befuddlement.

  “Dreamgirl?” Tait leaned forward. “You okay? You phased out on us.”

  Kellan snorted. “What he means to say is, you scared the living shit out of us.”

  “Yeah. That, too.”

  “Can you sit up?”

  They coordinated efforts to pull her upright. Once done, they both pulled off their shirts. Kell pushed the neck hole of his over her head. Tait tucked his into her lap. She took in both their rippled torsos and bit her lower lip. “Maybe I should phase out a lot more.”

  They both rolled their eyes. “Drink this.” Kellan pushed a bottle of electrolyte drink into her grip. The boy scout struck again. She wanted to giggle again, but they kept staring like she’d turn into a ghost any second—which wasn’t such a farfetched notion, considering what she was about to say.

  “I’m fine, okay?” She set down the drink and brushed her knuckles across the stubbled edges of both their jaws. “I’m better than fine, actually.”

  Their eyebrows jumped in tandem. Tait found his voice again first. “Okaaay. Care to expound on that any further?”

  She pushed her arms through the arm holes of Kellan’s shirt, carefully folded her hands in her lap and leaned against the jeep’s back door, hoping it lent a little stability. Though she was grinning like an idiot again, filled with joy about getting to play messenger girl this time, the circumstances were still a little unconventional.

  Maybe a lot unconventional.

  “I need to relay some information,” she finally stated.

  Their mutual scowls didn’t surprise her.

  “What…kind of information?” Kellan queried. When she took a second to close her eyes, he lurched forward to grab her. “Sweetheart! Stay with us!”

  “I’m right here, you big dodo.” She chuckled. “It’s your own damn fault. Concentrating is a little hard, given the scenery.” While reopening her
eyes, she murmured, “I think she agrees with me.”

  Tait cocked his head. “She who?”

  A grin spread across her lips. “The one who says that you need to move on, Weasley. If not, she’ll find some cosmically terrible way to kick your ass.”

  The man straightened his head. And his shoulders. And took in the scope of her words with a heavy nod—until the weight of their meaning crushed him, dragging down his head, and hunching his shoulders.

  Kellan was the first to grab one of those shoulders, as Tait succumbed to the force of a release six months in the making. There was an unmistakable sheen in Kellan’s deep gray eyes, so easy for Lani to recognize because the tears in her eyes matched. The three of them held each other, rocking a little, swallowing a lot, washing away pain in tears that were unfettered, unapologetic, unashamed.

  How was she going to say good-bye to them?

  It suddenly became the hardest and the easiest question in the world.

  Undoubtedly, she’d never opened herself up to any man, let alone two at the same time, as she had with them. Nor was she likely to ever again. But in the gift of this moment, she also saw fate’s sublime hand in bringing them to her life, here and now. They’d taught her how to feel again. To trust again. To once more believe that the impossible could be very real.

  When Tait lifted his tear-salted lips and kissed her, she felt a thousand feet tall. When Kellan leaned over and added his passionate embrace, that figure was doubled. Though things were still a mess back at Hale Anelas, she was bolstered now about her ability to handle it. She’d take on a hundred Gunter Bensons if she had to—and win.

  The resolve filled her with a burst of brilliant joy, matched only by the two walls of hard, heated soldier flesh pressing around her once more. As Kellan and Tait cajoled her into just a few more minutes of enjoying their jungle lust cocoon, she didn’t forget to close her eyes and reach inward, tiptoeing into that special place in her soul once more, to let her heart whisper two words to the presence who waited for her there, somehow filling her mind with an image of high-heeled boots, lavender fingernails, and a divine Catwoman smile.