Trio

by P. F. Kozak

  As if struck by a pail of ice water, Nick pulled back. Fingers like steel clamped around her arm, whirling her around. Pupils dilated, his nostrils flared. “Don’t try to control me,” he growled, catching her by the shoulders and giving her a shake. “I’m the one in control here.”

  Stunned by his outburst, Lara slowly nodded. “I understand.” Fear trampled through her, threatening to snatch control. It took every ounce of discipline she could muster to keep her cool.

  This is his fantasy, she reminded herself. I’m nothing more than an object to make it come true. She wanted to please him. Where the notion came from or why it should be so important didn’t matter. Somehow there was a connection between them, one going deeper than mere strangers should have.

  Jared came to her defense. “Take it easy, man. We’re all here to have a good time.”

  Clenching his teeth, Nick stepped back. He dragged his fingers through his hair in frustration. “I’m sorry. Everything has to be perfect. I’ve waited too damn long to mess it up now.”

  Heart racing against her ribs, Lara nodded. “I want it to be perfect for you, too.” She pasted on a smile. “I just want to please you, Nick. Both of you.”

  Nick relaxed. “You’ll do what I tell you?” he asked, voice shaking. He stared at her for an interminable minute, the emotions alive inside his gaze loving and hating her at the same time.

  Lara stared back, her bare breasts rising and falling with each breath. The corset was suddenly too damn tight, too constricting. She wanted to rip it off.

  She nodded a second time. “Of course.”

  Nick suddenly pulled her to him, kissing her hard on the mouth. It was a kiss born of desperation and the very real fear that she’d somehow defy him.

  The violence behind his kiss stunned her, knocking the breath from her lungs. Disoriented, she barely had time to think before he shoved her down. Shaky on the toothpick-thin stilettos, Lara felt her knees connect with the carpet.

  Trembling, she stared up at him. Waiting.

  Nick looked down at her, something akin to disdain and desire mingling on his features. “You’ll like what we’re going to do. Trust me.” He glanced over her head at his friend. “Get it.”

  Uh, ho. The two words that had ushered a lot of trouble into her life in past time. An involuntary shiver raced down Lara’s spine. What the hell was it?

  She risked a glance over her shoulder.

  Jared opened another box, spilling a series of sex toys onto the bed. Another box produced lubes, lotions, jellies, and all sorts of condoms. Judging from the number of toys, Lara knew she was in for one hell of an experience. Jared picked among the items, making his selections. Hands full, he walked over.

  “What did you pick?” Nick asked.

  “My favorite. A butt plug. I’ll fill every orifice she’s got and then some.”

  Nerves feasting on her guts, Lara felt her rear pucker at the mention of the butt plug. She’d never done anal before. Never. She had a feeling her tender little ass was about to take a reaming. “Does that hurt?” she asked, hinting.

  Jared settled on his knees behind her. “Only if you want it to,” he said cheerily, as if he’d be offering her a delicacy instead of some big rubber thing to be shoved up her anus.

  “It’s the best experience you’ll ever have,” Nick breathed softly. Face flushed with longing, his tongue traced his lips.

  A vague sense of uneasiness rippled through her. She wondered if his ass had ever been a recipient of Jared’s butt plug. By the look in his eyes, he certainly enjoyed the idea.

  Jared stroked the curves of her rear, slipping his fingers into her velvety crack and tracing its length with a featherlight touch. “Just relax.” Ever so gently, his fingers slid up and down, spreading her apart and exposing her.

  “Nice and pink,” he informed Nick.

  “And very virgin,” Lara piped in. “Think you can take it easy back there?”

  Jared picked up a tube of lubricant. “I’m going to be gentle with you,” he promised. “It will feel good once you get over the initial discomfort.” He squirted the lube and spread it, making slow circles over and around her anus. “How does that feel?”

  A vague sensation of pleasure rippled through her. Mmm. “I think I like that.”

  “Good. I’m going to use a finger to enter you. Don’t fight it. Just let me ease in.” The tip of Jared’s finger pressed, pushing into the center of her asshole.

  Lara automatically puckered.

  A little swat stung her rear. “Don’t fight it.”

  She grunted. “Hard not to do.”

  Jared pushed harder. Another ripple went through her, only stronger this time. A slow rise of heat began to radiate through her as penetration through her anal muscles progressed.

  “Feel good?”

  Her head bobbed. “Yes, very nice,” she breathed.

  Jared persisted until his finger was buried to the knuckle.

  A sigh shuddered past her lips. She was all too aware that Nick stood in front of her. His gaze burned with unquenched lust. He looked vulnerable and incredibly handsome all at once. Knowing he needed her so badly, yet wouldn’t take her, sent a rush of hot blood to her groin, making her clit throb uncomfortably. Her fingers dug into the short nap of the carpeting.

  As if aware of her thoughts, Nick slowly unbuttoned the top of his jeans. Unzipped, but just a little.

  “More,” he mouthed. “Show me more and I’ll show you more.”

  Jared took the cue. His finger slipped out of her rear. A moment later something thicker and harder pressed for entry.

  Lara relaxed and let it in. The plug ground into her ass, sending a ripple through her insides. “Oh, God,” she cried out. “Damn, that’s deep!”

  “Right where it’s supposed to be,” Jared whispered. “And it’ll feel even better with my dick up that delicious pussy of yours.” He gave one cheek a friendly pinch. “And maybe Nick will let you taste that nice cock of his.”

  Lara stared up at Nick, trying hard to ignore the hollow beat of her heart and the sexual frustration spreading through her. Her breaths came in short gasps, each undulation of her anal muscles around the plug creating new sparks of desire. She ached. Ached for his touch, for release.

  “Please,” she murmured.

  Nick unzipped his jeans all the way, releasing his engorged cock. His shaft more than impressed. At least eight inches greeted her eager gaze. Long and thickly veined, it had a cherry-purple crown, round and inviting enough to take a bite out of. A few drops of clear semen glistened on the tip.

  Her mouth watered. “Looks delicious.” She leaned forward. Her tongue flicked out, wiping the droplets away. “Tastes pretty good, too.”

  Nick guided the tip to her waiting mouth. “Suck it.”

  Lara opened. He slid in. She engulfed the straining head with a single gulp and automatically tightened her lips, creating suction inside her mouth around his glans. At the same time she traced the corona with the tip of her tongue, making slow circles.

  Something primal seemed to break free inside him. “I want you,” she heard him stutter out. “I’ve never stopped wanting you.” He closed his eyes against the hot burst of emotion. A violent shiver ran through the length of his body.

  Breaking her mouth-lock, Lara pulled back slightly to meet his gaze and waited.

  “She’s all yours,” Jared prompted from behind. “Enjoy her.”

  “Don’t. Stop. Now.” Nick’s voice broke, but he somehow struggled through the words. His fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her back to his waiting erection.

  Lara opened, taking him almost to the back of her throat. Using one hand to hold him steady, she worked the length of his shaft, alternating slow long licks with nips and gnaws around his meatus. She marveled at the silky feel of his cock, the taste of musk and masculine sweat mingling into the sweetest of aphrodisiacs.

  It amazed her something so simple as sex—and as complex—kept this man from enjoying himself
. It was obvious he wanted it, wanted to enjoy it. But some unnamed compulsion seemed to hold him back from the edge of bliss. He clearly wanted to fuck her. Instead of doing that, he preferred to use Jared as a substitute cock.

  The sound of a foil packet tearing grated through her mind. Good. The boys practiced safe sex. She’d wondered how to broach the subject. Not that right this second would be a good time to talk about it. Butt full of plug and mouth full of cock, she wasn’t in any position to talk.

  Nick moaned, shifting his hips closer. “Go deeper.”

  Lara obliged by taking the whole of his stalk into her mouth. Her teeth scraped down at his sensitive skin—not heavily, but just enough pressure to make sure he felt every sensation.

  Nick’s breathing grew harsh, labored. “That mouth of yours is a fucking wonder,” he grated.

  No time to think about what Nick said, though.

  Jared’s cock pushed against her slit, sliding between her soaked lips. With a single thrust, he sheathed himself.

  Lara’s grip involuntarily tightened on Nick’s cock.

  “Don’t rip it off,” Nick cautioned through a low growl.

  Jared’s hips undulated. “She’s really tight,” he informed his friend. “God, I’ve never felt a pussy like this around me. You’ll love it, man. Just love it.”

  So there she was. Nick’s cock ravaged her mouth while Jared drilled her from behind, with a butt plug thrown in for good measure. If she hadn’t been experienced before, she had a feeling that she’d soon know every position and then some by time these two got finished with her. Thank God they only had her for a week. More than that and she’d die of exhaustion.

  Lara closed her eyes against the starburst of sensations. Arousal boiled in her groin, threatening a total explosion at any moment. Every searing thrust shoved her closer to the precipice of total abandon. Even as the sensations flowed through her body, she wondered how being with these two men could feel so right. She knew where such dangerous thoughts could lead, but wasn’t strong enough to put a stop to them.

  Lara cried out when Jared shifted their position, pulling her off her knees and up onto his lap. She had no choice but to move her knees under her body to keep her balance, not to mention her hold on Nick’s cock. Somehow instinct moved their bodies in perfect tandem, kept their rhythm unbroken.

  Every thrust of Jared’s hips forced the butt plug even deeper than it already was. His cock throbbed inside her with animalistic need. All the while Nick’s cock worked its wicked black magic with her mouth.

  Ass, cunt, mouth. Every bit of her was stuffed to overflowing. Her clit throbbed with the pain of unreleased arousal. Her inner muscles contracted from the combination of perceptions overwhelming her senses. She finally let herself feel all the things she’d refused to feel before, things she wanted but that scared her too badly for her to admit.

  Reaching around, Jared stroked her clit. His touch buzzed with electric power. “Let yourself go, baby.”

  Lara felt her body go rigid, as if a lightning bolt had stabbed through her mouth and run the length of her. Long-denied needs were finally unleashed to coil and snap throughout her body without any restraint. Pure unadulterated lust seared her veins, and she was lost. To reason. To sanity.

  All she wanted to do was come.

  The spasm began in her belly like a ferocious explosion of molten lava and spread clear to her toes. White lightning sizzled behind her eyes. Waves of pleasure built inside her, a relentless tide rushing toward a distant and jagged shore.

  Lara rose above the peaks, riding them, letting their power drive her higher toward the single profound ache shimmering deep inside her. At the last moment she let go of her control and shattered. Orgasm rocked her from the inside out. Every inch of her shook as nerve endings in her body sizzled with pure rapturous heat.

  At the same time, Nick’s cock spasmed once in her mouth, then twice. He moaned loudly, pressing himself deep into her throat, holding her head in his hands when he came. His semen jetted down her throat, a hot rush of liquid ecstasy.

  The shock of tasting his pleasure stole her breath.

  Lara barely had time to gulp and swallow before the next explosion arrived. Behind her, Jared’s body tensed. He quivered and then came, the force of his climax seeming to crawl all the way up her spine. A little sob broke from her lips when a third orgasm rocked her system, less intense, but just as pleasurable.

  All three of them collapsed onto the carpet, a sweaty but erotic mass of tangled limbs. Somehow Lara found herself pressed between the two men. And while her heart raced against her ribs, the emotions swirling inside fluttered in and out of her mind.

  Turning her face to the floor, she quickly blinked back tears she wouldn’t be able to explain.

  “You’re not getting away so fast.” Jared immediately spooned their bodies together, moving his hips slowly against hers. He was still deep inside her, his semierect cock throbbing with heat. The lean flex of his muscled body re-created all the wonderful frictions a man and woman could enjoy.

  Lara gritted her teeth as need brutally twisted inside her all over again. Her senses flickered. Exhaustion flitted away, along with thoughts she didn’t dare examine now that they’d appeared in her mind. “God, you guys don’t give a girl a break.”

  Jared kissed the curve of her shoulder. “Oh, no, honey. We’re just getting started. I’ve got all these wonderful toys I want to try out on you.”

  She mock-groaned. “You two will be the death of me.”

  “But what a way to go,” Jared laughed. Behind her his lean frame bunched and trembled with restrained power. The flood of her arousal mingled with his urgency.

  Nick lay in front of her. Their faces were barely inches apart. Without a word he rolled into her, sandwiching her against Jared with his full weight. Lara felt the hard ridge of him against her belly. Apparently a cocksucking hadn’t been enough.

  “I want a taste.” His mouth claimed, tongue sweeping in to claim and conquer.

  The rush of pleasure made her dizzy. The delicious feel of his mouth over hers reminded her of ripe dark cherries and pure milky cream.

  Gentleness was forgotten as Nick gave in to his own desperation and need. The desire to possess what he wanted seemed to overtake him. “I want more,” he breathed, his words pushed out by fresh urgency. He brushed his fingertips over her sensitized nipples. “I want to taste every part of you.” He scooted down to the level of her breasts.

  Lara smothered a cry as he captured one jutting nubbin between his teeth. Her vision blurred in a haze of pleasure when he sucked in the hard peak, drawing small circles around it with his tongue.

  Jared murmured something in her ear, but she couldn’t make out the words over the rush of blood through her head. To be swept away, lost in the arms of two men, more than fractured her control.

  Her body responded to every hard plane, every solid ridge of muscle. Every brush of hard against soft, wet against dry. Suddenly two mouths and four hands were all over her. Two cocks strained to please her all over again.

  There was the unspoken promise of more. And the anticipation of knowing she would get it.

  Nothing she could do now but hang on for the ride.

  5

  C onsciousness returned slowly.

  Lara woke up expecting to find herself pressed between two warm male bodies. Fumbling with the sleeping mask covering her eyes, her lids cracked open to a wide expanse of empty bed. Blinking to clear her blurry vision, she groped to her left. Nothing. Half turning, she groped to her right. No snoozing male lay tangled in the cool white cotton sheets.

  Sunshine streamed in through the windows, open to let the warm, dry breeze in. The beginning of another scorching hot desert day. No surprise if temperatures hit 100 or more. She heard the low babble of the television coming from downstairs. Good old-fashioned twenty-four-hour news. She glanced at the bedside digital. Nine-thirty. Someone liked their daily dose of gloom and doom early in the morning. The aroma o
f freshly made coffee tempted, but not enough to make her get up just yet. She wanted to laze around a little more.

  Yawning and rubbing her eyes, she fell back against the pillow in relief. Thank God! She needed a little break from those two wild sex maniacs. A heady rich scent emanated from her sleep-warm skin, the musk of last night’s sexual escapades. Sweat, lubricant and semen. She’d not only been fucked, she’d been claimed. The guys had branded her skin with their unique scents like wild tomcats.

  Closing her eyes, she settled into a light doze. And even though exhaustion swept through her in shimmering waves, she knew she wouldn’t go back to sleep. There were too many wonderful sensations to think about. Hitting the rewind button in her mind, she replayed various scenes across her mind’s screen, images that would make a porn star blush.

  Her eyes still closed, a slow grin spread across her face. She’d loved every damn second of it. She’d never suspected that sex with two men would be so wonderful.

  Lara rolled over on her side, hugging a pillow to her body. She slipped a hand under the sheets, teasing one nipple with a gentle stroke until the little peak grew pointed and hard. A shuddery breath slipped between her lips.

  Last night Nick and Jared had put her through the paces, bending and tying her like a pretzel in pursuit of the perfect sexual position. Every muscle in her body ached, even a few she didn’t even know she had. She’d been creamed and reamed within an inch of her life.

  Desire and a thousand other emotions pounded through her. They’d had sex just a few hours ago and she was already wet and wanting all over again. She knew it was crazy, but need hovered in the back of her skull. She was helpless to stop the all-encompassing thoughts. If she had her way, this new and wonderful life would go on forever.

  Her hand slipped lower, brushing between her legs. She ached, but in a pleasant, sated way. Fingers brushing her damp labia, she slid a single finger into her creamy sex. Using that as lubrication, she dragged her finger sharply up toward her clit. Static crackled through her.