Dark Desire in Elk's Crossing [Sequel to Ecstasy in Elk's Crossing] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
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“She’s right,” Joshua said, getting to his feet. “We’re trying to change her mind, after all, not fuck her to death.”
Disoriented by the force of the climax that had just gripped her, Annika looked up at Joshua and asked in a low voice filled with fear, “Have you actually fucked someone to death?”
He shook his head. “No, darling. Just a not-very-clever turn of phrase, I’m afraid.”
Now that both men were standing, she had the chance to see that both were really ready to be put to action. Their cocks were as hard as she’d ever seen them, angling out from their bodies like a knight’s lance, waiting to penetrate her body wherever and however they wanted. Tied up as she was, Annika was in no position to dictate the terms and conditions of how she got fucked.
The conscious awareness of her own vulnerability made her shiver with a combination of lusty submission and genuine fear.
* * * *
Joshua stepped to Annika’s right, and Sven to her left. Joshua liked how the big Norwegian seemed to know instinctively where to move. It was like they had choreographed their moves. Or, and he smiled at this thought, they moved like a pack of hunting wolves. The predator in Joshua liked the imagery.
He looked at Annika as she breathed deeply, recovering from the heights of her wrenching climax. She was flushed, a faint sheen covering her exposed body. Her breasts trembled softly.
“I know what I want,” Joshua said quietly as he straddled Annika’s bound body with his legs.
He watched as Sven turned Annika’s face toward him then eased the plump, ruddy head of his cock between her lips. Annika put forward a little resistance, but it wasn’t much. Just enough so that she could tell herself she hadn’t simply given it up without a struggle. But Joshua knew she loved what they were doing to her. He could see it in the way her eyelashes batted against her flushed cheeks and in the soft, mewling sound she made in her throat when she drew a suction on the cock that filled her mouth.
When Sven began pumping his lips, Joshua had to turn his face away briefly. It was too erotic to watch that big, thick cock sliding slowly and sensually between Annika’s pink lips, her lovely face in profile, her features lewdly, salaciously distorted by what she was doing.
It took several seconds for Joshua to recover his self-discipline. When he was confident he had control of himself once again, he bent his knees enough so that his erection was nestled between Annika’s breasts. Reaching down, he forced her breasts together around his cock. When she moaned, he knew she approved what he was about to do.
“Such beautiful breasts,” Joshua said through teeth clenched in sexual tension. “Big and firm and beautiful.” He licked his fingertips then moistened the inner slopes of her breasts so that his cock would slide more smoothly through the tight valley. “Your breasts were meant to be made love to.” He pushed forward far enough so that the tip of his crown brushed the underside of her chin as she sucked on Sven’s cock. “Made love to, yes.” He chuckled lustily. “But also fucked. Tits like these were made for fucking.”
* * * *
Annika shivered as she listened to her lover’s coarse words. Coarse, to be sure, but every word he spoke made her clit tingle and sent fresh cream to a pussy that ached to be filled with the cock that was, at that moment, either sliding back and forth between her breasts, or filling her mouth.
When Sven pulled back so that only the tip of his cock was still between her lips, Annika used her tongue at the slit and received a salty drop of pre-cum for her efforts. Another tremble went through her. Though she didn’t particularly find the taste of Sven’s cum pleasant, what thrilled her was that it was a sign of his lust for her, and that was a thousand times more important to her than just something not quite “pleasant.”
The slow, measured thrust by Sven filled her mouth completely. He pressed the head of his cock against the opening of her throat then put a little more pressure behind it. Annika tried to take him deeper, but her body just wouldn’t let her. When her breath was expelled in a gush, Sven withdrew instantly. Obscenely, Annika opened her lips wide in silent invitation, her body having abandoned all efforts to pretend that she didn’t want this to happen. Sven thrust at her open mouth, and she moaned her appreciation, tightening her lips around the thick, pulsing shaft. A moment later, Sven withdrew completely then moved around Joshua to where she could no longer see him.
She looked up at Joshua as he slid his cock between her breasts. It was sexy to feel him taking her in that manner, Annika decided. He’d always shown a fascination for her breasts, complimenting her on their size and shape and firmness. It seemed only natural to her now that he should want to make love to them.
Is this how he wants to come? By fucking my tits? Does he want to come on my face? In my mouth?
The thoughts shocked Annika, and for a moment she closed her eyes. Annika suddenly felt insecure. There was so much about being in a ménage à trois love affair that she didn’t understand. All she was certain of was that she wanted to please her lovers in any way they wanted and that she was willing to do anything and everything to give them complete and total satisfaction.
Her thoughts were in disarray, but they became extremely focused a moment later when she felt the crown of Sven’s cock spreading the lips of her pussy.
“Oh, God!” she gasped as she felt delicate tissue stretching to accommodate Sven’s unyielding flesh. “Yesss!”
The invasion was slow, smooth, made easy with the amount of slick honey flowing to Annika’s cunt. From deep in her throat, a high-pitched sound of unbridled passion escaped her. She looked up at Joshua. His face showed the sexual strain of holding back. He pressed her breasts a little more tightly around his cock and shoved it toward her face. Impulsively, Annika tilted her face down, and when the crown was closest her mouth, she licked its tip.
“Vixen,” Joshua groaned, “you’re my addiction.” He thrust between her breasts again but this time didn’t until he pushed the head of his cock between her lips, filling her mouth. “Your mouth feels so fucking good!”
Annika felt consumed by the men as they went at her, Sven’s hips churning between her wide-spread thighs as he filled her pussy with his masculinity, and Joshua driving his cock between her breasts and into her mouth with rapidly escalating fury.
It wasn’t just having two handsome men giving their all to satisfy her, it was being bound and helpless, unable to do anything but be both the cause and the receptacle of their feral lust, that made the encounter electrifying.
She felt the approaching climax, but it was upon her before she could mentally prepare herself for it. She trembled and shivered beneath Joshua, but she couldn’t move very far with his thighs bracketing her body and her ankles bound tightly to the legs of the chair. The spasms were so powerful they verged on being painful, and throughout her contractions, Sven and Joshua continued their undulations, filling her mouth and pussy with hard, masculine flesh.
“Tight,” Sven groaned then almost immediately said, “Too tight.”
She felt his torso slam into her pelvis, his cock driving full-length into her clasping slit. His growl of ecstasy let her know that he was unleashing a torrent of semen deep inside her, and the knowledge that he was climaxing was sufficient to drive her into the sexual abyss once again, this orgasm coming only seconds after the previous one.
“Look at me!” Joshua commanded.
The instant Annika tilted her face up, a thick stream of cum hit the underside of her chin. She was looking straight into her lover’s eyes as his semen splattered her chin and throat and the inner swells of her breasts. When at last he had drained himself to complete satisfaction, he smiled, his face sweaty from his exertions.
“Tell me you won’t leave,” he said, looking down at her, his cock still between her breasts. “Tell me you’ll stay, and I swear, I don’t care what it takes, I’ll make you happy.”
Sven crawled around to the side of the chair and said to Annika, “We’ll make you happy.”
“How long?” Sven asked. “How does ‘forever’ sound?”
“Perfect. We’ll all be together forever. Now do you want to untie me, or aren’t we finished here.” She started laughing. “I get the feeling I’m going to be getting a lot of frequent flyer miles.” She sighed wearily and added, “I sooo need a shower.”
The three, as one, began to laugh.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Robin Gideon has been the featured author on the nationally syndicated TV show CBS Sunday Morning, was named third Best All-time for sexy romances by Amazon.com’s Listmania, and is the author of numerous novels and novellas. She lives in what has been described as Frostbite Falls, Minnesota. She loves hearing from her readers and can be reached at robin.gideon@ymail.com.
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