Her Three Wilde Champion Men [Wilde, Nevada 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Chloe Lang

  As Alex released her now-throbbing lips, Justin took over where he’d left off, crushing her mouth with his manly lips. His hunger and lust were evident to her as he deepened their kiss. She was getting so very wet. Her panties were soaked.

  “Let’s strip our sweet sub.” Brandon’s hands pulled on her clothes first, but right behind, Justin’s and Alex’s were doing the same. Her men lifted her shirt over her head, and a split second later, her bra was tossed to the ground. Her nipples tightened in the cool air of the room.

  Alex bent down and touched her left foot. “Lift,” he ordered.

  She obeyed, and he took off her shoe. Then he did the same on the right.

  In her bare feet, she watched Justin’s hot stare go to her chest. He cupped her exposed breasts, creating a new tingly line of sensations that started from his caress but went all the way down her body, settling in her pussy and clit.

  Brandon undid the fly of her jeans. With his thick, long fingers he explored inside, finding the elastic of her panties. She shivered breathlessly as one of his hot digits shot to her clit and began stroking her into a state of humid dizziness.

  “She’s already wet for us,” he told Alex and Justin.

  “Just like we want our sub to be.” Justin bent down and sucked hard on her nipples, which were throbbing like mad.

  Her bratty side was not something she brought out often, but her need was so great right now. And why shouldn’t she test her new Doms’ limits? She tilted her hips, pressing her pelvis against Brandon’s fingers, seeking a bit of relief from the pressure that was already building inside her.

  “Please, Sirs. Won’t one of you fuck me?”

  Brandon’s hand came out of her jeans, Alex’s lips left the back of her neck, and Justin’s mouth released her breast.

  Her jaw dropped. Oh God! The lack of their touches on her body only made her suffering worse. Damn.

  “No topping from the bottom, baby,” Justin said. “Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.” She pushed the brat down deep inside her.

  “Color?” Brandon demanded.

  “Green, Master.”

  She might have more experience as a sub in the life, but they were her Doms, and they were in charge. Not her. Besides, they were hitting every one of her buttons perfectly, taking their time, raising her need. It was as if they’d been in the life for years, not just a month.

  “You will have to be spanked for your brattiness, sub.” Justin’s smile told her he was enjoying this as much as she was.

  “I’m sorry, Sirs. I won’t do that again.” She fidgeted, dying for their touches to return.

  “That’s good to know, but we need to make sure you understand our roles here. And yours, too.” Brandon touched her cheek. “Look at me, sweetheart.”

  She looked into his eyes and felt a new shiver, hot and electric, roll through her like a wave.

  “We know you. We will know you better after tonight. You have to trust us to be what you need.” As he continued to talk with his deep, demanding tone, Alex and Justin pulled her jeans down to her ankles. “Color?”

  “Green, Sir.”

  “Very good.” Brandon nodded his approval, filling her with pride. “We’ve planned every step of tonight out for you.”

  Alex grabbed her ass cheeks, which were still covered by her panties. They were taking their time, and it was wonderfully maddening. “We’re going to start by turning this beautiful bottom a pretty shade of pink.”

  Justin went to the table and brought out a paddle that was pitch-black with holes in it. She knew a thing or two about paddles, but she’d never seen one quite like this one. Brandon lifted her up once again into his muscled arms. He and Justin got her on the bench in the familiar facedown position. With great skill, they had her wrists in cuffs that they attached to the bench’s D-clamps in the front. Then she felt them put her ankles in similar restraints, snapping them to the ones in the back. Now, there was nothing she could do, save say her safe word, that could free her until they were ready to give her relief. Knowing that made her pussy moisten and her clit ache.

  She could hear Justin’s black boots hitting the concrete floor. Every step made her trembles multiply.

  Pound. Pound. Pound.

  Closer and closer he came. Knowing he was carrying the scary-looking paddle created a big bundle of delicious anxiety within her. She shivered with excitement.

  He walked in front of the bench and knelt down, his face now inches from hers, his stare hot and lusty.

  “See this, sub.” Justin moved the paddle in front of her until it almost touched her nose.

  “Yes, Cowboy,” she said, hoping using his title might soften the punishment to come.

  She knew this was all part of the game, part of the ritual, part of the life, but knowing something in her head and feeling it in her gut were two different things. She was a submissive. He was a Dom. She would be punished. Spanked by this thing. It would burn her and make her so very wanton. She needed them inside her in the worst way.

  “You don’t need these panties anymore,” Justin said hungrily. And then she felt him rip them off her body. Their lust for her was intense, hot, and overwhelming.

  “Color?” Brandon demanded.

  “Green,” she panted out.

  “Let’s start out with five slaps to that pretty ass,” Justin said confidently. “See if our sub can take it.”

  She wanted to prove to them how good a sub she could be. She would take whatever they dished out. She would not yelp or cry. She would be strong. Tough. They would be proud of her.

  Thwack. The first slap of the black monster from Justin’s swing landed on the center of her ass. The sting was nice and warm. Thwack. The next landed on her right cheek, and she got even wetter. Thwack. Left cheek. Thwack. Right cheek. She was shaking like a leaf and loving every second of it. Thwack. The last of the five landed once again on her left cheek, causing her to bite her lower lip to keep from gasping aloud.

  Justin stroked her hair. “How are you doing, baby?”

  “Green, Cowboy,” she answered breathlessly.

  “Excellent,” Alex said. “My turn.”

  “Look at that ass,” Justin said with dark pride. “She’s mine. Here’s the paddle, bro. Make her know she’s yours, too.”

  “That’s exactly what I’m going to do,” Alex answered. “She’s going to learn that she needs to obey.” She felt his free hand reach between her legs and the bench until his fingertips were on her pussy. He slid them up to her clit, which pulled a moan out of her despite her vow to remain quiet and still. Nothing was quiet or still inside her. Every nerve was screaming and vibrating.

  Her pulse quickened as she felt a tug on her hair from Brandon’s hand. “Spank her, Alex. Do it.”

  Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Passionate tears welled up in her eyes. Like their kisses, she now knew how to tell them apart. Justin’s paddling had been varied, hitting a different spot on her ass, applying different amounts of pressure. Alex’s had more of a bite, landing in the middle of her ass each time. Both Doms knew how to spank her just right.

  “My turn,” Brandon said, his tone darker and lustier than she’d ever heard it before. “Give me that thing.”

  What would his style be? Would she be able to tell his paddling apart from Justin’s and Alex’s? Shelby was pretty sure she would.

  His big hand cupped her stinging ass lovingly. “God, you look beautiful this way, baby. Damn. Color?”

  “G–Green, S–Sir,” she stuttered, feeling a little ball of sweet anxiety twirl inside her. It mingled with her shivers, ramping up her pressure, her need, her hunger to the edge of sanity.

  She bit her lip, waiting for her Dom to strike. When it didn’t come immediately, she shivered. He was holding back, like a seasoned Master would do, keeping her guessing and off guard. All her former BDSM play paled to tonight. Her men, her heroes, her Doms knew what buttons to push, what places to caress, what words to say that enhanced her pleasure.

>   When is he going to spank me?

  She heard a click and then a humming sound. She knew that sound. It was coming from a vibrator.

  Brandon laughed and then she felt him stroke her hair. “This pretty head of yours is busy, sub, isn’t it?”

  “Yes, Sir,” she confessed.

  “Like we told you before. Tonight is about surprises. You like surprises, don’t you?”

  She nodded.

  “I think you’ll enjoy this one.”

  He sent the toy up between her thighs until it danced on her mound, hitting her clit again and again.

  “Oh God,” she whimpered into the pressure that was pushing her beyond what she’d ever known possible.

  Thwack. She closed her eyes as the pleasure from the toy between her legs and the burn of the paddle on her ass seemed to join together deep inside her womb.

  Thwack. Buzz. Thwack. Buzz.

  “You are mine. You are Justin’s. You are Alex’s.”

  Thwack. Buzz. Thwack. Buzz.

  Unable to hold back, she screamed aloud, lost to the orgasm they’d given her. White-hot sensations erupted inside her. Her pussy was convulsing like mad as the climax released pent-up tension.

  She felt three sets of kisses on her body.

  One fell on the soft spot on the bend in her right leg which was the softest flesh there. Alex’s kiss. No one had ever kissed her there. She had no idea that was one of her erogenous zones, but she did tonight.

  Justin was kissing her neck with his demanding mouth. Tingles spread from where his lips touched all the way through her body, mixing and swirling.

  Brandon kissed her back, traveling down to her ass. Every kiss he planted felt like another conquered inch. Sensations zipped through her, igniting a blaze in her pussy and making her clit throb. The relief she’d felt was slipping away. Every kiss from her three Doms was igniting her again, building the pressure, returning her to a state of desire. She needed them inside her terribly.

  “You’re doing great, baby. But we’re far from done tonight,” Brandon said.

  Thank God.

  “Look at how pretty her ass is.” Justin’s voice was deep and husky.

  “Time to slick her up for a plug.” Alex applied lubricant to her ass. “I’m going to fill it up nice and tight.” He sent his fingers into her ass, stretching her out, readying her for the toy. As he continued rimming her anus, she shivered at the hot sensation swirling inside her. “Nice and tight. Show her the plug, Justin.”

  “My pleasure,” he answered wickedly. Suddenly, he floated a dark red toy right in front of her eyes. “See. This is going inside that pretty ass.”

  “It’s big, Sir,” she said.

  “Give us your color, sub,” Brandon ordered.

  “Green.”

  Justin took the toy away and stroked her hair. “I know what you’re thinking, baby. This plug is too big to go inside your ass. Trust me, it is going there. You’ll take it and love it.”

  Alex continued working her ass over with his fingers. “It’s not near as big as my cock, but our sub is going to take that, too. Once she feels me there, she’ll be begging for me to take her ass again and again.”

  “Turn your head to me,” Brandon ordered.

  She did, saying, “Yes, Sir.”

  He bent down and kissed her. “You’re amazing, baby. This was our surprise for you and you end up surprising us. I’ve been inside your ass before. Remember?”

  She nodded. Of course, she remembered. She would never forget that night with all three of her men, her first but definitely not her last.

  Brandon brushed the hair out of her eyes. “Tonight, I will feel this tight pretty pussy squeezing on my dick. You’re going to whimper your surrender as you writhe under me.”

  “And I get to fuck her pretty mouth,” Justin said with a growl.

  Every lusty word from them was raising her temperature and getting her even wetter than before.

  Suddenly, she felt Alex place the tip of the plug on her anus. Instinctively she tensed her muscles, a futile yet natural attempt to keep the invader out of her bottom.

  “No you don’t,” Alex barked. Then she felt him pinch her ass, adding to the heat already there. “This plug is going in. That’s what I want. Obedience is what we expect from you. Understand?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  Alex’s voice softened. “Relax, Shelby. You won’t regret it, I swear.”

  “Breathe and surrender, baby,” Brandon urged. “You can do it. Make us proud.”

  “Yes, Sir,” she panted out. She filled her lungs to the max, held it there for as long as she could, and then shot it out past her lips in a big, giant gust.

  “Again,” Brandon commanded.

  She obeyed and felt her body’s tension back down a bit.

  “Very good,” he said. “One more.”

  As she let out the last of the breath from her mouth, Alex sent the plug past her tight ring and into her ass. She groaned a little, taking in half as much air as before.

  Another inch and again her breathing divided. When he plunged it all the way inside her to the flared part of the toy that was designed to fit perfectly next to her hole and between her cheeks, her breathing was more panting than anything else.

  “Color?” Alex demanded.

  She had to catch her breath for a second before she could answer, “Green, Sir.”

  “Fuck, you’re turning me on, baby. I’m on freaking fire,” Alex said, his lust on the brink of animalistic.

  Without warning, she felt Brandon slide his fingers into her pussy. “This is what I’m going to claim tonight, Shelby. This is mine. Mine. Always mine.”

  He sounded like a man chanting a spell or mantra. She was his. All of her. She was Alex’s. Justin’s. God, how wonderful it felt to have her Doms with her on their one-month anniversary. Her need rumbled like molten lava beneath the earth’s surface, seeking any crack or fissure to release the enormous expanding pressure.

  Alex slapped her stinging ass. Justin pinched her throbbing nipples. Brandon pressed on her aching clit. She bit her lip to keep from crying out.

  Her Doms were turning her into a finely tuned instrument, theirs to create whatever music they desired. Their delicious torture went on and on, increasing her suffering until she thought she might actually pass out.

  “Fuck, I can’t wait any longer.” Brandon’s words came from deep in his chest.

  “What about the clamps and electric play?” Justin asked, his tone just as strained as Brandon’s.

  “Next time,” Alex stated in a timbre that was heavy with lust. “I’m with Brandon. Now. I’ve got to have her right now.”

  Even with all the passionate urgency inside her, Shelby felt pride that her Doms were over the edge with desire for her as much as she was for them.

  She felt Alex remove the toy from her ass, making her shiver. Justin removed her restraints, and then Brandon lifted her off of the bench, shifting her around until she was buried in his muscled chest. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see Alex and Justin stripping.

  “I’m going to have your pussy, baby. Mine. Understand?” His words vibrated on her skin.

  “Yes, Master,” she breathed out, as nerves she’d never felt before fired hot and bright inside her.

  Brandon’s stare was sizzling and wonderful. “We will be what you need, Shelby. Fuck, you are certainly all I need.”

  “I’m ready.” Alex’s voice was a guttural tone.

  Still in Brandon’s arms, she turned her head and saw Alex on the bench, completely devoid of his leathers, his hard, lubricated cock in his hand.

  Brandon lowered her body down until she felt the bulbous head of Alex’s cock hit her anus. “Big breath for us, sub,” Brandon commanded.

  She nodded, filling her lungs once again. The plug had been big, but Alex’s dick made it seem small.

  Justin touched her cheek. “Blow it all out, baby.”

  She did, and Brandon lowered her all the way down
as Alex thrust his dick up into her ass. The toy had stretched her some, readying her ass for Alex, but his cock filled her way beyond what the plug had. She sank onto his shaft, writhing on top of him, her back to his front, enjoying the ride.

  The more the nerves in her ass fired, the more her pussy clenched and her clit throbbed. Her need was overwhelming.

  Justin bent down until his cock was right in front of her, next to her lips. “Make love to me with your mouth, Shelby. I want to see my cock sliding in and out between your pretty lips.”

  Now that her hands were free to move, she reached up and grabbed his monstrous dick. She licked the tip, drinking down the silky pearl of his essence her tongue had found. Brandon shucked his leathers in a flash.

  “Sub, look at me.” His command was not to be avoided. Keeping Justin’s cock in her mouth, she glanced at Brandon fisting his thick cock. He smiled. “That’s my girl. There will be no condoms tonight or ever again. You understand?”

  She released Justin’s cock from her mouth, but kept her hand on it. “Yes, Master. I understand.”

  “Babies, Shelby. We want babies.” Justin, her playful Dom, was obviously anxious to know what she thought about that.

  The truth? She wanted children more than she’d ever let herself imagine. “I want babies, too, Cowboy. Three sounds like a good number.”

  “Fuck yeah,” he said, sending his fists into the air in celebration.

  Brandon smiled and then he crawled on top of her, pushing his cock into her soaked sex. She swallowed Justin’s cock down her throat as Brandon and Alex synchronized their thrusts inside her pussy and ass. She’d never felt so full, so complete, so adored in all her life.

  The pressure was unrelenting and enveloped all of her being. Her three Doms combined, claiming strokes in her mouth, her ass, and her pussy, pushed her on and on, closer and closer.

  “That’s it, Shelby.” Brandon’s vibrating lips danced on her throat. “Come for me. Come for all of us. We want to feel your orgasm on our cocks.”