Spanked by an Angel [Notorious Nephilim 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Carolyn Rosewood

  She swallowed hard as Zach reached up to wipe a tear off her cheek. These two weren’t her father or Malcolm. They weren’t judging her or trying to mold her into something she didn’t want to be. All they asked of her was time and attention, and they were willing to give her the same in return, and more. They were willing to make all her secret, buried fantasies come true. It was harmless, and there were no strings attached. They weren’t going to leave her life in shambles when they finished with her. There was no reason to fear them.

  “Let’s go,” she whispered. “I want to be with both of you tonight.”

  Chapter Sixteen

  Abigail followed Emmett into his room. Zach walked in behind her, closing the door softly. The drapes were open, and soft moonlight bathed the room. Emmett tossed the key on a table, then pulled her into his arms and kissed her tenderly.

  Behind her, Zach began to remove her jewelry and hair accessories. Abigail moaned into Emmett’s open mouth when Zach ran his hands down her legs, lifting each one to remove her boots. When he reached under her skirt to pull down her tights, she wrapped her hands around Emmett’s head and kissed him deeper.

  This was already more intense than any fantasy she’d ever had about making love to two men at once. By the time they were naked, she’d be nothing more than a lump of flesh in their hands. Emmett’s hands trailed down her back and over her ass, caressing softly. Zach pulled down her skirt then knelt beside her to stroke her right thigh.

  “Let’s go out on the balcony,” Emmett said softly, taking her hand.

  Emmett removed his shirt, and Abigail followed him and Zach out onto the balcony. Zach pulled his shirt off as well, and Abigail giggled as she remembered him counting to three before they each removed their last piece of clothing.

  “Shouldn’t have given her the third drink,” muttered Emmett.

  “I’m fine.” Abigail started to pull off her crop top, but Zach’s hands caught her wrists.

  “Let us do that. We’re here to pleasure you, Abigail. I want you to have so many orgasms you lose count.”

  Emmett hadn’t been teasing about the balcony. It overlooked Glacier Lake and was enclosed for the winter, but offered an unobstructed view on three sides with floor-to-ceiling windows. The effect was like being outdoors, but she couldn’t feel the cold.

  “It’s beautiful.”

  “It sure is,” said Zach.

  She moaned loudly as he fastened his mouth on her breast, teasing through her clothes. Emmett knelt in front of her and moved aside her thong to lick her pussy. She spread her legs apart as he swirled his tongue along her entire groin, from the tip of her clit, over her soaking wet slit, and back up again. Soon, she was squirming and making soft noises in the back of her throat. Her orgasm was so close.

  Zach removed her top and bra, and began to knead her breasts. His thumbs teased her nipples as he watched her face. When he kissed her, shoving his tongue inside and moving it over hers in ways she had never experienced, she exploded in a blinding orgasm. Emmett slipped a finger into her pussy and fucked her slowly as the contractions went on and on.

  “That’s one,” whispered Emmett

  She released Zach’s mouth as a giggle rose in her throat. “Emmett will have to count for me.”

  Zach grinned. “Someone will have to.” He pushed her down onto a sofa and removed her thong.

  “Be right back,” said Emmett, stepping into the main room.

  Zach removed his cheetah-print pants, and Abigail gasped. He hadn’t been wearing any underwear. “No wonder you looked ready to fall out of those.”

  Zach chuckled. “That would have made the party more interesting.” He straddled her, grasping his cock at the base.

  Abigail sat up. “Bring that here. Please?”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Oh yes.”

  Abigail took him into her mouth. She wrapped her hands around him and sucked hard, enjoying the sounds he made. He was huge, and she couldn’t take too much of him in, but she made up for that by using her tongue and fingers.

  “You started without me.”

  Abigail groaned when Emmett put his hand on her thighs and spread them wide apart. He shifted her slightly so that her bottom half faced him as he knelt on the floor.

  “Pay no attention to that man between your legs,” he said, placing a cushion under her ass. When his hands caressed her ass cheeks, she squirmed against his touch and tried to relax her throat to take more of Zach into her mouth.

  A wet finger circled her anus, and Abigail sighed, remembering how he’d slipped a finger inside her in the meditation room. He did the same thing now while his tongue licked her clit and teased the opening to her pussy. The fullness intensified as he slid two fingers inside her ass, but the uncomfortable feeling was soon replaced with pleasure. She relaxed as he moved them slowly in and out.

  Zach pulled out of her mouth and knelt beside her, taking first one breast into his mouth, then the other, teasing her nipples with his teeth and tongue. Abigail closed her eyes and let the sensations wash over her, unable to make sense of them all at the same time. It was too much, and yet she never wanted it to end. When she came again, the contractions were quick and forceful, and her cries filled the space around them.

  “You’re so beautiful,” said Zach, pulling her into his arms.

  She nuzzled his neck, licking his skin to absorb more of his scent. She wanted to fill her entire body with these strong, sexy men.

  “But you’re also very bad.”

  “She is bad,” said Emmett. “You should use this on her.”

  A thrill shot through Abigail as she raised her head and turned to see what Emmett held out. It had a handle like a paddle, but attached to it were strips of what appeared to be latex or rubber.

  “What is that?” she asked.

  “Don’t be afraid of it,” said Zach, taking it from Emmett’s outstretched hand. “It’s called a flogger. It stings more than my hand did, but I’ll be careful. I promise.”

  Abigail looked into his eyes, debating. The trust she found there sent a warm sensation through her. When she realized it was the first time she’d ever completely trusted a man, she blinked back tears. No harm would come to her from these two. She knew that now as certainly as she knew her own name.

  “Come over here.” Zach motioned her to a low-back chair. “Kneel on the seat and lean over the back.”

  She did as he asked, shivering from anticipation and a small amount of fear. Emmett tossed a sofa cushion on the floor and sat below her, cupping her face.

  “I’ll be right here. If you get afraid, just tell us, and he’ll stop, okay?”

  She nodded, unable to speak. Keeping her gaze locked on his ice-blue eyes, she jumped a bit when Zach touched her ass, stroking it gently. He moved his hand down the crack, sending a jolt of desire straight to her clit. When he rubbed his fingers lightly over her pussy, she relaxed.

  Abigail heard the swish of the flogger as Zach snapped it toward her bare ass just before the first strike landed on her skin. She reached down and took Emmett’s hands, keeping her attention on his face. Zach hadn’t been kidding about the sting, but Abigail was more shocked to realize how much she enjoyed it. A delicious floating sensation coursed through her as Zach struck her two more times. Her ass was on fire, but she knew what was coming when he finished, so she kept her focus on the image of his cock filling her.

  Emmett let go of her hands and massaged her breasts, rolling the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Her gaze traveled to his cock, red and wet with pre-cum. She wanted to ask him to stand so she could take it into her mouth, but she couldn’t speak. All she could do was give in to the sensations as Zach spanked her three more times with the flogger.

  “I think that’s enough for now,” he finally said, his voice raspy and thick.

  Zach moved behind her and slipped two fingers into her pussy. Abigail moaned as he fucked her with them. “Emmett, stand up.”

  He did as she asked,
a grin stretching across his entire face. “The girl knows what she wants.”

  As Emmett guided the tip of his cock to her mouth, Zach groaned and plunged into her pussy from behind. His shaft filled her completely as Emmett’s swollen cock slid in and out of her mouth. Emmett fondled her breasts as she sucked him, and Zach gave her ass cheeks light slaps as he fucked her pussy.

  Abigail gave over to the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She’d had fantasies of making love to two men at once, but they were nothing like the reality of her experience. This was overwhelming, but she never wanted it to end. Her climax was slow, continuous, and so intense she had to fight to keep from passing out.

  Emmett’s cum in her mouth surprised her, and he tried to pull out, but she clamped her lips around his shaft and sucked out every tasty drop. When Zach realized what was happening, he pulled out, and hot cum shot onto her left ass cheek.

  Abigail collapsed over the back of the chair, panting. Strong arms lifted her, and she opened her eyes to find Zach grinning down at her as he carried her into the bedroom.

  “You didn’t really think we were done, did you?”

  She couldn’t answer as he laid her gently down on the bed, then covered her body with his, kissing her tenderly. She wrapped her fingers in his hair, enjoying the softness of it. His skin was on fire, and soon hers burned with passion. He released her mouth and rolled off her to let Emmett have a turn.

  When Emmett had kissed her to the point of breathlessness, he turned her onto her stomach and lifted her hips to place several pillows under them. He produced a piece of silk and tied it around her wrists. A hot jolt of fear shot through her.

  “It’s okay,” he said, as if reading her thoughts. “One word from you and I untie it, okay?”

  She nodded, trying to turn her head to see what Zach was up to. The whistle of the flogger slicing through the air reached her ears before it struck her skin, sending burning pain to her ass and pleasure straight to her clit. Abigail ground her pussy into the pillows with each strike, trying to bring on another orgasm. She wanted to stay in this hotel with her sexy angels for the rest of her life, letting them pleasure her body in ways she couldn’t yet imagine.

  Zach hit her five more times, and she was about to say she didn’t think she could take any more, when she felt his fingers circling her anus, wet and warm. He slipped two inside, then spread her legs and moved behind her.

  “Try to relax, Abigail. I won’t hurt you.” His voice was soft and warm, and she closed her eyes as the head of his cock circled the opening. The tip slid in, slick and hot, and there was a brief flash of pain as it pushed further in, slowly.

  “You okay?” asked Emmett. She opened her eyes to find his face inches from hers, those enigmatic eyes watching her carefully.

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “If you get scared or it starts to hurt, just say so, and he’ll stop.”

  “Okay.”

  “Abigail, thank you for this.” Zach’s voice was full of awe, and tears stung her eyes, but not from the pain. She was touched at the tenderness and care in his voice. His shaft slid further in, and a delicious sense of warmth and peace filled her entire groin. When he slid one hand underneath her to palm her pussy, she moaned.

  He fucked her ass slowly, carefully, as his fingers played with her clit. Another orgasm was building, and Abigail gave over to it. She’d never imagined such pleasure was possible.

  “Your turn, Emmett.”

  Zach pulled out, and she heard Emmett open a condom packet. More warm lube filled the crack of her ass, and then he was pushing inside her anus. His thrusts were as gentle as Zach’s had been. Zach knelt beside her and continued to play with her clit, and when the climax washed over her, she forgot everything except the feel of both men touching her body.

  Emmett pulled out, and Zach untied her wrists. “Do you need a bathroom break, sweetheart?”

  Abigail nodded. After she finished and cleaned herself up a bit, she returned to the bedroom and crawled onto the bed.

  Zach pulled her into arms, cradling her. “Are you enjoying this, Abigail?”

  “Yes. You two are incredible. I’ve never done anything like this.”

  “Is your ass okay? I didn’t hurt you too much, did I?”

  “Zach, it’s so damn sexy when you spank me. I love it.”

  “How about the lovemaking? Are you all right with it?”

  “Yes. You’re both so gentle it doesn’t hurt. It feels wonderful.”

  “Have we fulfilled all your fantasies, Abigail?” His grin made her horny all over again.

  “Well, not entirely.”

  Emmett moved behind her and stroked her hair. “What else can we do for you, sweetheart? Just tell us.”

  She didn’t feel embarrassed as she had when Zach first asked her what she wanted. Maybe it was the rum, but Abigail didn’t think so. They’d trusted her with their secret, and they’d kept their word about not hurting her. She wanted to experience everything she’d ever fantasized about with them.

  “I want one of you in my pussy and the other in my ass.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes, Zach. I’m sure.”

  He kissed her rough and deep and then rolled her on her side.

  “Will you tie my wrists again?” she asked. “That was so intense.”

  “My pleasure.” He secured her wrists to the headboard with the silk tie.

  Behind her, Emmett bent her legs toward her chest and played with her ass cheeks, rubbing more lube into her crack. He slid his cock into her ass, and this time there was no pain, only fullness that made her moan.

  Zach moved next to Emmett and plunged inside her pussy. Abigail tensed for a moment, getting used to the intensity of having both holes filled at the same time. When Zach stroked her clit, she relaxed and let the sensations wash over her body. It was unlike anything she’d ever imagined. They timed their slow strokes, alternating them inside her. Emmett’s hand covered her right breast, just holding it, and Abigail closed her eyes as yet another orgasm built.

  Zach was right. She’d already lost count. The thought made her want to giggle, but their hands on her body and their cocks filling her chased away the laughter. As she climaxed again, a sweet pleasure overtook her, sending her to a place she never wanted to leave.

  Both men pulled out. Emmett removed his condom, and Zach put one on, and then they changed places. They moved faster and rougher this time, but Abigail didn’t mind. She enjoyed it. If they kept her tied to this bed and fucked her all night, she wouldn’t grow tired of it. Their combined scents swirled around her head, making her dizzy. The fullness in her groin was like every erotic sensation possible had settled in the space between her legs, rendering her helpless to resist. All she could do was give in and enjoy it.

  When another orgasm began to crest, both men climaxed inside her. Their combined spasms sent shock waves through her body, and her own contractions were crazy. She screamed and writhed as the powerful orgasm continued. Finally it subsided, and she was wrapped in Zach’s arms. Behind her, Emmett encircled her waist and stroked her hair as she drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Emmett opened his eyes and sat up. Zach had fallen asleep next to Abigail. She lay curled up on one side, her shoulders rising and falling as she slept. He hadn’t known what to expect after they told her their story, but it certainly hadn’t been this.

  He hadn’t been surprised it had taken a bit of persuasion to get her in bed with both of them, but her passion once there had delighted him. The trust she showed them made his heart soar.

  He didn’t want to think about what would happen when she had to leave. All he wanted to do was enjoy her. He’d been so pissed off when Gregory called her an ice princess that he would have decked him if Zach hadn’t intervened. If that asshole could have seen her a few hours ago, he wouldn’t have thought that about her. He’d have been begging to take his turn inside her.

  Emmett grunted and mo
ved off the bed. The thought of Gregory fucking Abigail made him sick. He used the bathroom then crawled next to her, lying on his side so he could watch her sleep. Two weeks wasn’t enough time with someone like her. He wanted more. A woman like Abigail came along only once or twice a decade.

  She stirred and opened her eyes, smiling sweetly at him. After crawling off the bed slowly, she padded to the bathroom. Emmett got out of bed again and put on a robe to wait for her. When she emerged, he handed her one, crooking his finger for her to follow him.

  He led her to the balcony, and they sat on the sofa, their arms around each other. “It’s early,” he said. “You should get more sleep.”

  She snuggled closer. “I’m not tired right now. Emmett, what’s it like to watch the world change? You and Zach have seen so much. Two world wars, progress that must have seemed like science fiction when you started this resort, and…I don’t even know what else. So much change.”

  “What’s it like? Fast. Things move at lightning speed. But we only experience it through TV, the Internet, and the changes we see in the guests each year.”

  She moved away to look up into his face. “What do you mean?”

  “We haven’t left this place since we started it.”

  “Why not?”

  He shrugged. “Well, for one thing, we have a business to run. It’s beautiful and peaceful here. Out there is a world we don’t even know. Don’t want to know it, really.”

  She didn’t say anything for so long he wondered if she’d fallen back to sleep.

  “Yesterday you said six of the original owners have chosen a mortal life. Are they still here?”

  “Leo and Andras died sixteen years ago, as did Blair, the woman they chose.”

  “They died together?”

  Emmett smiled. “Sounds romantic, doesn’t it? Yes, they all died on the same day, of natural causes. It seems to be one of the many bizarre things the spell or curse or whatever you want to call it left behind.”

  “Did she live here?”