For This (Their Sub Series Book 3)

by Linzi Basset

  I will not fall in the same trap as Diana and Shona. I just won’t!

  She tried to speak but all she managed was a husky moan, when Mark sucked on her swollen clitoris. The sensations of Wade nibbling on her nipples zinged an electric current toward her clit, which throbbed; ready to explode in ecstasy the two men were forcing on her.

  “No. I’m not . . . red. RED,” she managed to croak audibly.

  They stiffened, but immediately stopped the sensual assault on her body. Mark straightened and Wade held onto her until she could stand on her own.

  “Well, my pet, I can’t say I am not disappointed, but we will honor your wishes.”

  “You stopped?” Chloe said in surprise. “Fuck me. That shit works?”

  “I’m finding it difficult to ascertain if it’s surprise or disappointment I hear in your voice, angel,” Mark said, watching her with a glimmer in his eyes. They stood looking at her like predators waiting for their prey to move. “Whaddaya think, Wade?”

  Wade chuckled and made a show of straightening his jeans. “Well, too late to check now, mate. We’ve run out of time. Come, precious, we need to get going.”

  Chloe gaped after them as they sauntered outside, seemingly unconcerned. Unlike her; she was still battling to patch her frazzled emotions back together. Not to mention the arousal that now pulsed and throbbed in a demand for release.

  “Well, they could at least have tried to make me change my mind,” she mumbled. She followed after them, dragging her feet.

  You shudda thought about that before you blurted out red, Chloe. Now, you’ll just have to suffer.

  “Oh, shut up.”

  Chapter Five

  Chloe mumbled all the way to Rex’s Jeep. She kept her eyes on the ground to hide the disappointment which, she was sure, was shallow in her gaze. She stopped when she realized there was no one inside and looked around.

  They stood watching her with amused smiles from a small distance away. She spread her arms wide.

  “Well? I thought you were in a hurry?”

  “Yeah, but we’re not taking the Jeep, love. We’re hiking up the mountain,” Rex explained patiently.

  Chloe looked toward the mountain rising behind the ranch house. She pointed to the top.

  “Up there? But the others drove,” she said perplexed.

  “So they did, but we prefer to rough it out, as they say,” Wade said with a smile that seemed to be getting broader by the second.

  “Well, good for you. If you’d be kind enough to punch in the coordinates in the GPS, I’ll just drive there myself.” Chloe said decisively. There was no way she was traipsing and roughing it up the side of a mountain.

  No way, Jose!

  “Come now, love. Hiking is good fun,” Mark said with his lips quirking.

  Chloe pointed to herself. Her finger flicking up and down her body.

  “Does it look like I’m into hiking? No, buster. I sure as hell am not. Not with these Jimmy Choos, anyway,” she snickered, lifting her one foot and wiggling it in their direction to stress her point.

  “Hm, she’s got a point.” Rex pretended to ponder over her response. “Those fuck me shoes will be extremely distracting and we’ll be tempted beyond measure.”

  “That was not what I meant and you know it Rex Anderson!” She stamped her foot which drew their laughter. “I am so glad you degenerates find this funny.”

  “Surely you have some running shoes in your mountain of luggage?” Rex asked pointedly.

  Chloe shrugged. She never travelled lightly. No woman should have to. Shoes, bags and pretty clothes were her forte and she wasn’t apologetic of it.

  “Running shoes? The only time you’ll see me running, my dear man, is when I’m being chased by something wild.”

  “What? You don’t go to the gym? How do you keep your body so toned and tight?” Mark wondered out loud.

  “I do yoga and I love to dance.”

  Rex sighed. “We’re wasting valuable time, Chloe. Surely you have something more appropriate than these spikes you’re wearing? Sneakers?”

  “I have some nice Diesel sneakers,” she admitted and slammed her fists in her waist when Rex snorted. “Well, suck it up, buster. I’m not a farmgirl! I’m a city slicker.”

  “Well, love, get them on so we can be on our way.” Wade snapped his fingers.

  “Don’t you get it? I don’t want to hike up the mountain. I don’t do nature walks; definitely not climbing up rocks and shit. My nails are gonna be splintered to pieces.”

  Rex stomped toward her. Without any effort he lifted her and threw her over his shoulder.

  “Hey! Put me . . . oow!” she shrieked when he slapped her hard on her buttocks.

  “Behave. We’re hiking up the mountain and you’re coming with us. Now, either you get your sneakers on,” he said as he lowered her to the floor next to her stack of bags inside the house. “Or you will climb in your ridiculous heels. Or we can carry you up. You hardly weigh anything. Actually, that sounds extremely entertaining. Your call. No, Chloe. Do as I say. I’m going to fetch a backpack for you to pack some clothes in. Have them ready when I return.”

  Chloe decided it was prudent to follow his orders. Especially as her buttocks was still smarting from the burning slap he’d given her.

  Rex watched her carefully unpack and pack her clothes in the backpack he’d supplied. He was patient, but not for long. His growl was the only warning she got before he yanked the shirt she was folding, out of her hands and stuffed it, along with the balance of the clothes, haphazardly into the bag.

  “What are you doing? You’re ruining my—”

  “Let’s go.” He said, holding out the backpack for her to put it on.

  “I want to change . . .” Her voice withered away at his cold glare. Her shoulders drooped under the weight of the backpack as soon as he put the straps over her arms.

  “Fuck me, woman. Did you have to pack so much? We’re only going away for two days.” With an aggravated sigh, he took it back and flung it over his shoulder. “Women,” he muttered and guided her outside with his hand on her elbow.

  It was the first time Chloe was wary of Rex and refrained from demanding to at least be allowed to put on panties. She suppressed a heavy sigh.

  Yeah, clever Chloe. Now you’re heading up a fucking mountain with a naked butt!

  It was times like these that Chloe resented her inner voice.

  They followed a trail around the back of the house toward a cluster of trees at the bottom of the mountain. The thick trees didn’t allow for any undergrowth at all, apart from remnants of branches and roots. The path winded its way around the trunks that grew tall, racing up for their share of the sun. In places, they were so thickly clumped that Rex guided them in a different direction to avoid their backpacks becoming wedged in. The air had a distinct petrichor.

  Rex kept a steady pace, but kept looking back at Chloe to ensure she was keeping up.

  “It’s quite beautiful here,” she conceded when she caught his eye.

  “Yeah, nothing beats the roughness of Tucson,” he responded with a smile before he set off again.

  The path through the woods led them to a wide earthen trail going higher up in the mountain. The ground was smooth under Chloe’s shoes. She glanced upward to blink against the sunlight filtering through the trees. It was the first week of August, and it could get unbearably hot.

  “How much further?” Chloe puffed sometime later.

  They’d been hiking for nearly two hours and she had no idea how much further they had to go. Her legs were starting to tremble from exertion. The path had become steep and there’d been times that she’d had hoist herself to get over the rocky inclines.

  “We’re halfway,” Rex had stopped for her. He passed her a bottle of water, which she gulped down eagerly. “Do you want to rest a bit, love?” He asked. She blinked when he tenderly brushed the tendrils of hair from her brow.

  His gesture disconcerted her. She’d always maintain
ed an emotional distance from the men in her life. She was the one who controlled how far and fast a relationship would develop. This was the first time a man had managed to find a pathway into her heart without her consent.

  My heart? Hell no! I don’t even know him.

  Chloe became flustered when she realized he was looking at her intently. She was no poker player and her expression tended to give away her emotions way too easily for comfort.

  “No. Let’s just get this over with. And let me warn you, Rex Anderson, I’m not walking down this mountain. That’s where I draw a line” She turned and stomped ahead, ignoring their laughter, mumbling irritably, “Fucking ridiculous. Me, Chloe Walker, climbing over rocks and branches dressed in a latest Versace summer dress.”

  Rex took the lead and she fell back once again, with Mark and Wade bringing up the rear. It was much safer for her state of mind to keep her distance from Rex Anderson. Even as sweaty and irritating as he was at the moment; he was just too much temptation.

  The path became steeper, with protruding rocks, which meant she had to climb over them to continue. She glared at the one in her way and then glanced back at Wade who stood waiting patiently for her to continue.

  “You go first,” she said, stepping back.

  “No, you go. At least then I’ll be able to catch you if you slip.”

  “No. I’m not going to—”

  “Give me your hand, angel,” Mark said. He held out his hand from the top of the rock. She grunted and looked at Wade.

  “Turn around.”

  “What?” He asked with a confused look in his eyes.

  “I said, turn around. Your friend up there wouldn’t let me change and so I’m not wearing . . . you know . . . well . . .”

  “Are you telling me you’ve been walking in front of me all this time, bare-assed naked under that dress?” Wade asked, leering at her legs like he might be able to see through the thin material.

  Chloe cursed under her breath. She tugged at the seam of her short dress, very aware of the two men’s scrutiny and how easily they had managed to arouse her earlier.

  Great. Now you’ve dunnit.

  “What’s the hold-up?” Rex asked. He frowned at the three of them. “Come on Chloe, we’re nearly there.”

  “Don’t you dare look,” she snapped at Wade as she took Mark’s hand and allowed him to pull her over the rock. She immediately set off after Rex, her ears turning red from Wade’s salacious whistle.

  “You should never wear panties, precious. You’ve got a gorgeous ass and a very pretty, pink pussy.”

  She groaned in embarrassment, but refused to let him goad her and stomped ahead. It didn’t take long for her to fall back again. Her legs were killing her and she was struggling to keep up to Rex’s pace.

  “Oh, fuck, not another one,” she grunted when she hauled herself up to scale the big rock in the path, her modesty forgotten due to her tiredness. She’d almost crested when she felt Wade’s hand on her buttocks, one long figure up her ass, giving her a boost.

  She shrieked and spun around to glare at him when she found her footing.

  “Just what was that, Wade Martins?”

  “You seemed to need a little push over that rock.”

  “Not with a finger up my ass, I didn’t!” She snapped, her hands covering the body part under discussion.

  He wiggled his eyebrows. “Want me to use my cock instead?”

  She snapped her mouth shut, the words she intended to fling at him forgotten as the vision of him pushing his cock into her tight rosette blinded her.

  Wade pressed his hard body against her back and walked her forward until her front hugged the immovable trunk of a tree.

  “You seem flustered, honey. Does the thought intrigue you? Hm? It also tells me you’re no virgin to anal. That, my pet, pleases the hell out of me.” Wade declared with salacious glee.

  “We need to . . . mmm,” she moaned as his hands caressed the curve of her buttocks, before he squeezed them gently. “Ooh!” Chloe gasped as she felt the hot, hard length of his cock rubbing the cleft between her cheeks. Up and down, while he circled her waist to flick his fingers over her clit.

  When had he taken out his . . . oooh! That feels so good.

  “I know the way, my pet, don’t worry. How about it, Chloe? Want to stay behind and play a little hide the salami with me?”

  Chloe couldn’t hold back a giggle, which was quickly swallowed by another moan as he pressed two fingers deep inside her pussy while circling her back hole gently. Her gasp sounded husky when he pushed a finger inside, then two, and pumped them, spreading and preparing her for his girth.

  “Well? Do you want me to continue or shall we stop?” Wade demanded against her ear. She realized that he wouldn’t accept her silence as consent.

  Gawd! What am I doing? I have to stop this. I need to keep a clear head. I need to . . . ooohh!

  “Yes! Fuck me,” she cried as he pressed a third finger inside her ass, while strumming her clit like the strings of a guitar.

  Oh, yeah. That’s keeping a clear head for you.

  Oh, shut up!

  “I don’t have lube, honey, but your pussy is so wet, it might be enough for an easy glide,” he said rubbing her essence around his blunt head.

  He pushed inside her sphincter and stopped, waiting for her breathing to settle before he pressed in deeper. Inch by inch, following each faltering breath she took.

  “Hey! Where are you guys?” Mark shouted from up ahead.

  “Go on. We’ll be along soon,” Wade yelled in response as he pulled his cock back, murmuring in her ear, “Ready to scream, my pet?”

  Chloe couldn’t respond. Not when she felt his cock swell against her silky walls, pushing her circuitry into overload. A husky groan welled to the surface and her eyelids started to twitch when he pinched her clit.

  He tickled her hips with feather-light strokes, arousing her to a feverish pitch. Her mind was unable to process the pleasure that followed each caress, let alone the pulsing hardness that he slowly withdrew from her hot anus.

  Wade began to thrust, slowly at first, measuring her reaction. Her body caught fire from the mind-boggling sensations he woke up with each slide of his cock inside her ass.

  Hotdamn! I’d forgotten the feeling.

  “More. Give me . . . mmm, more,” she demanded in a low growl.

  He didn’t hesitate and with a primal roar, pounded into her, slamming her against the tree with each forceful thrust. And yet, she urged him on, floundering on the edge, her hoarse cries echoing amongst the trees.

  He pushed his fingers back inside her pussy, drawing a helpless cry from her lips as being double penetrated catapulted her on another plain altogether. She was lost in a flood of euphoria that washed over her, drowning her in the climax that took control of her body.

  Wade buried his face in her hair as he braced himself, with his hands against the tree trunk, powering through his own orgasm, which set her off once more as hot jets of his viscous cum filled her bowels.

  His arms tightened around her. He hugged her so fiercely she gasped for breath. A shuddering sigh exposed her emotional turmoil as it puffed from her lips.

  She had never experienced the level of bliss that she’d experienced since meeting these men. There was no doubt in her mind that Mark would elicit a similar response from her.

  “You are more than I expected to find, Chloe. So fucking much more,” Wade said into her hair, his voice raw as he too struggled to find his composure.

  Chloe gave up trying to keep an emotional distance from the men. She had failed miserably so far and it was just too tiring to keep trying.

  Lord! What am I thinking? I have to. I can’t allow them to consume me whole. Not them.

  Because, like she kept reminding herself, she didn’t belong here.

  Roughing it isn’t for me.

  Somehow, she wasn’t convinced that she’d be successful in the effort to keep her heart intact.

  Chapter
Six

  “Careful of the wild animals, love.”

  Chloe froze. She glanced around furtively, not moving her head.

  Wild animals? Not that too. Dealing with these three beasts was more than enough, thank you very much.

  She tried to ascertain from Rex’s tone if he was kidding, but it sounded serious enough to make her hesitate. She badly needed a bathroom break and not even the scare of a mountain lion was going to keep her from finding a secluded spot to take care of it.

  “With the three of you around? They wouldn’t dare,” she sassed back at him. With a toss of her hair, she squared her shoulders and took a tentative step.

  “Oh, I nearly forgot,” she muttered and turned to search inside her backpack for panties, leggings and a t-shirt. Armed with a change of clothes, she chose to ignore Wade’s soft chuckle, but could do nothing about the blush that reddened her cheeks as she marched into the bushes.

  Chloe had been relieved when they’d reached the campsite to find that it was more than a flattened piece of earth. There were solid wooden chairs and a picnic table and a large tent that seemed to have miraculously appeared from the side of the mountain. She fully intended to investigate the interior, but first things first.

  She found a perfect spot between two bushes that was a perfect little hide out to hunch down and take care of her business. Which she did without delay, Rex’s warning still fresh in her mind. She didn’t dally and slipped into the clothes quickly.

  “Ooh!” she shrieked when she bumped into Mark. His arms circled her and he cuddled her against his chest.

  “You seem surprised, baby. Do you really think we’ll allow anything to happen to you?”

  Chloe stared at him. Her mind was already in a spin from the emotional overload caused by the other two men. To be held so lovingly in his arms turned her heart to mush. She sighed against his chest.

  “I guess not.”

  “You must be tired. How would you like a shower and a nap, while we prepare dinner?”