by Goode, Ella
A guy about my age pops up when we step across the threshold. Easy taps the offered fist and nods but says nothing. Instead he and Michigan are taking in everything.
"Thanks for coming. Can I get you something?" the boy asks awkwardly.
"Beer’s fine," Michigan says.
"And for your…girl?"
“Beer’s fine for her too.”
A jerk of his chin and another guy, not wearing a leather vest, runs up with three bottles. Everyone else here has a plastic cup. I guess it's a sign of respect.
“You got this?” Easy asks. After Michigan nods, Easy disappears with the boy who greeted us. Michigan takes my hand and walks into the living room. Even the drunk people understand to step out of his way. We find an empty table toward the back and Michigan rests against it, placing me between his legs.
“What’s going on?”
“He’s going to talk to the club pres. He’s about twenty-five and inherited a bad deal. There are older men here that are too dumb to lead, but not interested in following either.”
The beer is cold but I’m not used to the taste so I set it aside.
Michigan chuckles.
“Are you laughing at me?”
“Myself,” he says. “I’ve all sorts of misconceptions and assumptions and you’re blowing them all away.”
“In a good way?”
“The best.”
He leans down and kisses my neck which makes me crazy. Someone cranks up the stereo and the bass thumps up through the thin floorboards. Once the music begins, the girls start dancing. They writhe together in sinuous and sexy forms reminding me of the strippers at the granary. It’s dark in here and it’s more shapes than anything, hints at eroticism instead of an outright display of flesh.
“Would you like to put on a show here?” Michigan whispers in my ear.
The thought makes me squirm. Seeing all those eyes on me? Feeling like the only hot thing in the room, hotter than the other girls with their big breasts and their tight booty-baring shorts? Yes, yes, I would like to put on a show. “There’s no shame in your body. You have a beautiful body.”
One large hand spans my belly and he moves it upward to cup one small breast, dragging my shirt up. His other hand is on my hip and his fingers are large enough that he can press the tips against my most sensitive areas. The denim bites into my flesh causing me to squeeze that spot between my legs that seems to throb whenever I'm within a twenty-foot radius of my men.
His mouth is doing naughty things on my shoulder. Behind me, nestled into the hollow of my bottom, is his huge erection.
My eyes flutter shut and in my imagination, I see myself dancing but it’s not a crowd in the audience, it’s just Easy and Michigan. They watch me with hungry eyes until their passion overtakes them and they grab me, throwing me on a magically appearing bed.
There’s a commotion in front of me. I open my eyes and see a man with longish hair, the exact color I can’t make out in the dark, staring at me with hot, hungry eyes. I know that look and it’s the look I’ve seen directed at those women. And suddenly the idea of being on display doesn’t excite me as much. I straighten and Michigan’s hand instantly falls away.
My sudden boldness is replaced by awkward discomfort. Michigan settles me into his side.
“You sharing?” the man asks.
Michigan places a hand on my neck. “No.”
No argument. No explanation. Just no.
The guy stands there and stares, his eyes taking off my new clothes and it makes me feel kind of dirty and not in a good way. Michigan takes a menacing step forward and he runs off.
“Sometimes fantasies work real well in your head and not so great playing them out.” Michigan continues to hold my neck, massaging me into a relaxed puddle of flesh. How he reads me so well continually is a surprise.
“How do you know which fantasies work and which don’t?” I ask. He hoists himself onto the table and pulls me onto his lap. I curl up like a kitten and rest my head against the broad wall of his chest.
“You test them out, just like we did here.”
“I wouldn’t want to share you and Easy with anyone but you’d be okay with me dancing nude in front of others?”
“Not really. I’d probably have to have one of the brothers sit on me, but these are your fantasies and I want you to enjoy yourself. Ultimately, you getting turned on would probably turn me on.”
“I was jealous of the attention those girls were getting, I guess. I’ve never been looked at like that.”
“Being watched is a turnoff for lots of folks and there are some, like Easy, that really get off on watching. Nothing wrong with either thing. But the only person I’d ever share with is Easy.” He rubs a hand down my back and continues thoughtfully, “I don’t even want a woman touching you. Having you dance? Having other guys look at you? If that made you feel good, then sure, but touching belongs to me and Easy, yeah?”
I like his possessiveness mixed with his willingness to see me satisfied but I really only would ever need their eyes, their lust and their attention. “Yeah.” I echo his words but put all my conviction behind it. Even in the dark, I can see the answering spark in his eyes. Our connection isn’t broken even when he pulls out his phone, and types something one-handed.
Easy appears as if Michigan conjured him.
“Ready?” he asks.
“Not staying?” says one of the men.
Easy takes one look at me and shakes his head. “Our girl’s worn out.”
“Thought you guys were Death Lords, not Bedlam Butchers,” jokes someone.
“Can you read?” Easy asks, his good humor gone.
“Yeah.”
“Then you know what club we’re with.”
The hecklers shut up immediately and don't say another word as we exit.
“Who are the Butchers?” I ask as I buckle my helmet on.
“Good club out of New Mexico. They’re into sharing. Do everything in pairs.”
“But we’re Death Lords.”
“You’re mine,” I say unthinking.
Michigan and Easy exchange a look. “Yeah, we are.”
When we get back to the room, Easy directs me to take a long bath. He walks in and tosses the leather chaps and a T-shirt on the sink.
“Why don’t you model these for us.”
After I dry off, I realize that the chaps have a waistband and legs but the front of my pelvis and my butt are totally exposed. I search around but find no panties, only the dark gold T-shirt. I don't believe this is a test but an invitation to play and so I screw up my courage and don the chaps and T-shirt. Straightening my shoulders, I walk out as normally as a woman who is totally exposed in her privates can.
In the bedroom, Michigan and Easy are sitting side by side on the sofa. Halfway across the room, the music starts and I catch on. This is my show, if I want to do one.
I start to sway, hoping I don’t look like a fool. Encouraged by their appreciate gazes, I run my hands along my sides and up to catch my breasts. I cup my breasts and then lift the T-shirt off so all I’m wearing is the leather chaps. I slink to the ground and then back up, turning, bending over.
I'm rewarded with swift intakes of breath and when I spin around I see their glittering gazes and the large ridges in their jeans. Their approval emboldens me and I fall into the sexy music. I touch my nipples, stretch my arms above my head, arch my back and then drop my hand between my legs where I'm already ready and wet.
“Place your hands on my legs here and point that ass toward Michigan," Easy orders. Michigan has resettled into the desk chair which he wheels over to the sofa.
I lean over, knowing my ass is entirely exposed. Michigan smooths his hands over my globes and then with a hard push directs me toward Easy's now exposed penis. I lick it from tip to base, tonguing the heavy veins. Michigan lifts me so that my knees are on his legs.
"Take him deep." Michigan's voice is dark and throaty but he has no more orders because his tongue is
making long treks between my legs. I open my mouth and swallow Easy's thick penis until it hits the back of my throat. I'm stuffed full of them. Michigan's mouth is relentless, sucking me until I'm out of my mind and Easy's shaft is stroking down into the cavern of my throat. I drink him seed down and as soon as Easy's done coming, Michigan shifts and rams his long, hard rod between my legs and into my butt. Incredibly, Easy is hard again or maybe he never fully softened. I don't know anything anymore. Michigan stands and Easy grabs my dangling legs. He proceeds to work into my sex until I'm stretched and full on all sides. My body is burning and the only place I can quench the fire is through the touch of these men. Somehow we manuever to the bed where I straddle Easy while Michigan's big body covers my back. My breasts nearly suffocate Easy, and Michigan's hands almost break the headboard as we whirl inside the tornado of pleasure created by the endlessly thrusts and strokes, the mindless kisses, and the fervent promises to hold each other forever.
I close my eyes and allow their strong hands hold me and their fierce need to wrench from me the greatest ectasy I could ever imagine. I've been a good girl all my life and I feel as if I've been rewarded a slice of heaven on earth.
In the aftermath, I rest between the two large bodies but can’t sleep. Thoughts of how I’m going to tell Father, how I will weather the inevitable storm of disapproval, and how I will support myself make it hard to fall asleep. There are big changes coming in my life. Some will be wonderful and some may be scary. The only thing I can hold on to is this one thought—you'd have to kill me before I'd ever leave these men.
“Sleep, Little Red.” Easy’s husky voice jolts me as I thought they were both asleep.
Michigan’s head lifts from his pillow to press a kiss against my cheek. “There isn’t a thing that prevents us from being together if it’s something we all want.”
“I want us,” I say thickly. Emotion makes it hard to speak.
“I want us.” Easy lifts my right cuffed wrist and with an answering nod, Michigan lifts my other wrist.
They bring the cuffs together and I swear I hear an audible click even though the magnets are silent. Maybe it’s just the sound of the universe slotting everything in place. With their hands wrapped around my wrists, with their cuffs against my chest, and their hearts beating in solid rhythm with mine, I finally drift off.
I am my beloveds’ and my beloveds are mine.
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Copyright
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THEIR PRIVATE NEED
Copyright © 2014 Ella Goode
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Table of Contents
THEIR PRIVATE NEED
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
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