Wicked Tales Anthology

by Brandy Slaven

  I lean back against the chair, hiking my nightgown up as I position myself so I can rub my clit. I love watching these two, and they know it.

  Jax growls and breaks the kiss, pushing his friend back with a rough shove. Gunner slams against the loveseat, his chest heaving with deep breaths. Their gaze is locked as Jax grabs Gunner’s sparkling skirt and yanks it off in one firm, quick motion.

  “You were saying something about having your cock sucked?” Jax asks, appraising the thick, hard bulge straining at the pantyhose.

  Gunner runs a palm across the length of his erection. “Yeah. Whaddya gonna do about it?”

  Jax gives him that trademark sexy smirk of his and reaches for the tight, sheer fabric stretching across Gunner’s thighs. He takes a firm hold and curls his fingers in, ripping the pantyhose and freeing Gunner’s cock.

  As Gunner grabs onto the base of his shaft and strokes, I move a hand into my panties and send a finger between my folds, feeling how wet I am. I dip one finger inside, hungry for those big cocks. It’s nowhere near as satisfying, but it whets my appetite as I indulge in one of Gunner’s favorite pastimes and play the voyeur.

  Falling to his knees, Jax makes eye contact with me. Both men are looking now, seeing how my legs are spread, my fingers playing with my pussy. They know how much they turn me on. I can read the same look on both their expressions, but it’s Gunner who voices what we all want.

  “Get your sexy ass over here,” he says, patting the cushion.

  I don’t have to be asked twice. I scramble off the chair and crawl onto the love seat. As soon as I’m close enough, Gunner pulls me into a kiss. He turns his hand so he can slide it under the strip of fabric running between my legs, taking over the duty of stroking my pussy.

  Likewise, I brush his hand away from the base of his cock and curl my own fingers around it, holding it firm for Jax.

  Jax slides a hand under my nightgown, his hot palm making contact with my bare ass cheeks, and he grabs hold. Then he licks the tip of Gunner’s cock, opens his mouth, and takes him in.

  This is the story of us. Gunner fingering my pussy as he kisses me. Me with a firm grip on his hard shaft. Jax’s lips wrapped around Gunner’s cock, his hand up my dress. This right here, this is us. Expressing the love and desire we share. Bound together in pleasure, the three of us exposed, vulnerable, and trusting, no space between our hearts.

  I raise onto my knees, allowing Gunner full access to my pussy. My big man is groaning with every breath, expressive in his arousal. He pushes a strong, thick finger inside of me and then another, and I whisper how much I love his touch, urging him on.

  I rock my hips, riding his hand as he thrusts his fingers inside me, and we both move our gaze down his body to watch Jax pleasuring Gunner’s thick cock.

  Jax’s hand ventures between my legs from behind, his fingers nearing my tight bud. The sensual touch heightens my hunger. More than any other pairing with my men, these two are the ones I must have together, both of them deep inside me at the same time.

  This moment, it’s a perfect expression of our unity. Gunner closes his hand around the back of Jax’s neck, encouraging him to go deeper. Gunner’s lips, though, those are for me. I lean down to him, lowering to reach Gunner’s kiss as my pussy clenches down on his fingers.

  Together with the gentle grazing Jax applies between my cheeks, my second orgasm of the evening is already gathering strength. With these men, I know it will not end there.

  The big guy turns away from me and lays a hand on Jax’s shoulder. “Hold up a second.”

  Jax lifts his head, letting the hard cock slip from his mouth as he gives Gunner a questioning look.

  “I know what I said earlier about not stopping,” Gunner says, “but, uh… she’s about to come on my fingers, and we don’t even have these panties off her yet.” He gives Jax a knowing look, and they both fix their attention on me.

  Jax is off his knees in a flash, and I squeal in delight as his strong arms lift me from the loveseat, moving me to the coffee table. He pushes a hand between my breasts, forcing me to lay across the slick surface, then he pulls my ass to the edge of the table and spreads my legs, my nightgown pushed up to my stomach.

  In a split second, he has my panties torn off and his talented mouth on my pussy, his tongue working between my folds. Gunner kneels beside us, his hand moving up my body to palm my breasts. Jax lifts my knees to his shoulders and angles down further, his tongue slipping inside me, allowing Gunner access to my clit.

  My big man closes his mouth over my clit, stroking it with his tongue and sucking it between his lips. I cry out my bliss, arching my spine at the intense pleasure infusing my nerves. The sensation curls my toes and sends waves of heat into my chest.

  Jax grasps onto my thighs, his strength pinning my hips as I try to buck against the pleasure. My skin flushes pink and I cry out, leaning up from the table, but Gunner pushes me back to the surface with a firm hand, holding me down as orgasmic throes wrack my body. He slides his hand up to my face and trails a finger across my lips. I suck it into my mouth and swirl my tongue around his finger as he continues licking my pussy.

  My muscles seize and release with each tide, and the effort is exhausting, but they push me right back over the edge again, wave after wave of bliss crashing over me, consuming all my senses.

  I hold onto the sides of the coffee table, my eyes rolling back in my head as I gasp for air, my legs shaking. “Holy hell… just… whew… fuck me. Wow…”

  Jax lifts his head from between my legs and sits back. “Oh, we’re going to.”

  An excited smile comes over Gunner’s face, and he smacks his hands together. “Let’s move this party to the bedroom. We brought the lube, right?”

  Pushing myself up to on my elbows, I nod, my heart still racing as I try to catch my breath. “Oh, hell yes. I doubled-checked — twice — before we left.”

  They both snicker at my utter seriousness.

  I swat at them. “Shut up, you jerks.” They damn well know how insatiable they make me, and how much I’m looking forward to the rest of our evening activities.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Emma

  Jax reaches for my arms and pulls them around his neck. “Hold on.”

  He shifts both our bodies, lifting me with him as he stands. I love how his eyes shine with delight while I scramble to wrap my legs around his hips and hold on. He bounces me with an evil grin, as though he’s going to let go.

  I squeal and grab him tighter. He walks us down the short hall toward the hotel suite’s bedroom, and we both giggle a couple times as he nearly knocks us into things.

  Gunner skips ahead of us, stripping off the rest of his costume as he goes. By the time we enter the bedroom, he’s completely naked and has our favorite lubricant at the ready on the nightstand.

  Jax sets me on my feet and Gunner steps behind me, the air charged with the energy he has to exert to hold himself back from simply ripping my clothes off. He smooths his big hands across my shoulders, down my back, and to my hips. He’s trying so hard to move slow and gentle, his fingers are shaking.

  I turn around to face him and gently push him away, directing him to the bed. “Just watch.”

  His nostrils flare, and his cock twitches as he sits down on the end of the bed. He loves being denied — and I love how worked up he gets.

  Jax grabs my blue nightgown, and I lift my arms, allowing him to pull it over my head. He wads up the costume and tosses it at Gunner, who lets it hit him square in the chest, a big smile on his face. I flatten my palms over my breasts and then run them down my stomach and to my waist. With one hand, I rub my fingers across my pussy.

  Gunner snarls, and he strokes his thick cock slowly. God, that thing feels so good inside of me. I can’t wait to have him back where he belongs — but not yet.

  I tease my own clit, electricity running through my body as Jax kisses the back of my neck. He finds the clasp to my bra and expertly frees it. It falls to the ground wit
h a quiet rustle and I let a moan out as Jax cups my breasts, his fingers playing with my nipples. Gunner curses, breathing hard, his restraint being tested to the maximum.

  Jax sees it, too, and can’t resist pushing him further. He wraps an arm around me and walks us forward so I’m right in front of Gunner.

  “She can touch, but you can’t,” Jax says with a firm look.

  Then he puts a strong hand on my back and pushes me down until I’m bent over. I rest my hands on Gunner’s thighs, my ass pushed against Jax, just the way he likes it.

  His fingers find my pussy, rubbing across the slick moisture there, then the thick heat of his cock is against my entrance and a second later, Jax thrusts inside me.

  I gasp at the sudden penetration, a wave of pleasure washing over me as he fills me. My fingers dig into the flesh of Gunner’s thighs as Jax drives into me again. He grips my hips and finds a steady rhythm, hard and fast, eliciting a string of low moans from me. Goddamn.

  Gunner groans with need as he watches Jax fuck me, his eyes flicking between the pleasure washing across my face and the view over my shoulder. His chest is heaving, and his muscles are flexing as he strains to keep still.

  God, his big form is amazing when he’s worked up. I wrap my hand around his stiff cock, loving the way he feels against my palm — hot, smooth, and hard. His breathing becomes stuttered, and his eyes open and close as I stroke him.

  I bring my lips to his, kissing him as Jax drives into me. Gunner keeps his hands by his sides like he’s been told, but he dives into the kiss, his tongue finding mine. His cock pulses in my hand as I speed up my efforts.

  “I want to fuck you so bad,” he whispers. “I can’t take it anymore.”

  That’s what I’ve been waiting to hear. I reach back and tap Jax’s hip. One quick look at Gunner and he understands. He slows down and pulls apart from me, breathing heavy, his body glistening. He nods at Gunner and motions to the bed. “On your back.”

  Gunner positions himself as I crawl onto the bed, his large cock standing at attention. Jax rounds the foot of the bed, moving to my nightstand on the opposite side. He grabs the lubricant as Gunner reaches for me, guiding me to straddle his hips.

  I rise over top of him, looking down into his hungry eyes. I place both hands at the sides of his face and lean down to kiss him as his hands explore up my ass and hips. His erection brushes against my pussy and I sway over his lap, coaxing another groan as I softly grind against him.

  He lifts my hips and adjusts his cock, pressing it against my entrance. Slowly, he pulls me down onto his stiff shaft, and I moan in satisfaction as I sink down to his pelvis. The intensity of his size sends a rippling warmth through my body.

  He watches me with rapt attention as he pushes into me slower than I thought him capable of.

  “Holy fuck, you’re so tight.”

  I want to tell him it’s more like he’s so big, but I can’t get words out. I release a long, low moan as he settles all the way in. I grab onto his shoulders as he rolls his hips, making a slow thrust, opening me wide. I draw in a sharp breath, savoring how he feels inside me.

  The mattress compresses behind us, and Jax wraps his arms around me, his hands cupping my breasts as he straddles Gunner’s legs. Gunner and Jax both roll their hips, moving in perfect unison, their bodies guiding me to ride Gunner’s cock.

  Jax’s cock slides along the cleft of my ass with every movement. It fuels the need to take them both — to have them moving inside of me as one. Gunner holds onto my hips, thrusting up, and Jax slides a hand down to my belly. I moan as he rubs my swollen clit, his other hand twisting a nipple. He sucks at my earlobe then kisses down my neck.

  My pussy clenches tightly around Gunner’s thick cock, and I throw my head back against Jax’s neck in ecstasy as I come, soaking Gunner's cock.

  But the guys aren’t done yet — and neither am I. “I want you both,” I tell them.

  Without a word, Jax pushes between my shoulders, guiding me down to Gunner’s chest, my ass on display now. He changes positions as Gunner pulls me into a kiss, my mind foggy with passion. I gasp as Jax’s tongue licks from my pussy to my tight hole.

  I buck forward at the unexpected touch, but Gunner wraps his big arms around me, holding me fast while Jax licks again, his tongue lingering over my tightness. I relax into the sensation, arching the small of my back, offering my ass more fully.

  Then his tongue presses in and my eyes roll back, and I can’t even kiss Gunner any longer. His thick shaft in my pussy while Jax rims me is making me melt. Gunner holds me tightly to his chest. “Relax. Let us do the work.”

  He kisses my forehead, and I tuck my nose into his neck, allowing myself to enjoy the sensations.

  A moment later, Jax’s tongue leaves me and I raise up to look over my shoulder. Jax pats me on the ass and tells Gunner to take it easy for a few minutes. Gunner’s rhythmic thrusts slow to a tortuously gentle pace, and I settle against him fully, basking in the warmth of his chest against mine. I stroke my fingers along his neck and shoulders and whisper how much I love him.

  The sound of a plastic cap being flicked open reaches my ears, and a moment later Jax runs a lubricated finger between my ass cheeks and to my tight hole. I draw in a relaxing breath as Gunner holds me, and I open to Jax, letting him enter me. It’s slow and gentle. Jax inserts just the tip of his finger at first, letting me get used to it.

  As it becomes comfortable, my hips move of their own volition, riding with Gunner’s slow pace. Jax lays a hand at the small of my back. “That’s it. Just like that, honey.”

  With every backward motion, Jax’s finger moves deeper inside me. It’s a pace I can handle, and it doesn’t take long before I’m wiggling my hips, asking for more. I kiss Gunner’s firm chest, needing to let out my desire, and he takes the cue to pick up the pace once again. He trails his lips across my temple and runs his hands down to my ass and grabs handfuls, lifting me with each thrust so he can drive back into me harder.

  Jax inserts another finger, and a turmoil churns in my belly, making my pussy swell. I love when he plays with me back there, getting me warmed up and eager to take him inside me. Once he showed me how amazing it can be, I can’t get enough, especially when it means I can experience the ecstasy of having two of my men at the same time.

  Another wave of pleasure pushes me toward the edge of climax, and I clench my stomach, trying to control it, to prolong it. I’m already exhausted from coming. But then Jax works his fingers inside of me, and my entire body tenses and releases as tingles of pleasure tease every nerve once again.

  Before I can orgasm, he removes his fingers, and there is a new pressure at my tightness. As large as his fingers felt, it’s nothing compared to the head of his cock. A warm drizzle of more lubricant runs down my cheeks, and Jax begins to push his cock slowly inside my ass.

  I dig my fingers into Gunner’s shoulders at that first initial discomfort of being stretched, but it passes in a few breaths and the sensation quickly turns to bliss.

  His long shaft slides into me fully, and he folds over top of me with an exhale of pleasure, his chest to my back, and we move as one unit. It’s slow and amazing, filled with whimpering cries of pleasure, deep groans, and the sweat of three bodies wrapped together in ecstasy.

  Gunner groans and curses while Jax whispers into my ear how beautiful I am, how good I feel.

  One after the other, we fall like dominoes. Jax bites into my shoulder as he comes, Gunner grips tightly to my hips and stiffens, his eyes clenching shut, and all my muscles flex with the oncoming crash of an orgasm. A crescendo of moans and shouts fill the room, followed by panting as we try to catch our breath.

  Still inside me, Jax kisses my shoulders then down my spine, slowly pulling out as he does. With a big sigh, he collapses on the bed beside of Gunner, leaving just enough room for me to wedge myself in the middle. I ease myself off of Gunner with weary limbs and nestle between them, exactly where they want me.

  Gunner shifts onto
his side and I twist onto mine as well, laying over Jax’s chest while Gunner’s large form hugs against my body from behind like the big spoon he loves to be when all six of us are curled up in our bed at home. Jax slides an arm under us, and we rest our heads on his tattooed muscles as Gunner drapes his own arm over my side.

  I am entirely spent and fatigued, every muscle twitching like I’ve just run a marathon, and yet I’m quickly sinking into a deep relaxation — the kind that only comes from a full day of fun and toe-curling satisfaction. Sleep is already rising to take me, and I readily submit to its pull.

  I’m safe; I’m happy, and I’m laying with two beautiful, strong men whom I love more than words can ever express, but I say them anyway.

  “I love you both, so much.”

  Jax turns his head, his eyes finding mine, the depth of his love apparent in the way he looks at me, his jaw clenched tight with emotion. I don’t need him to say anything — everything that speaks to my heart is right there in his gaze, affirming that he feels the same way.

  Gunner squeezes me tight. “I love you, Emma. Always.”

  I draw in a slow, deep breath, letting the words vibrate through me, loving the sound of my name on his lips and how he’s so cuddly after sex, like a giant, sexy teddy bear.

  He nestles his nose into my neck. “You smell good, sweet girl.”

  My voice sounds far away and groggy. “I smell like sex and sweat.”

  “Exactly.” He inhales deeply, his nose tickling the skin of my neck, making me laugh.

  I wiggle my hips and sink deeper into the bed. Behind me, Gunner’s body grows still and relaxed, and I watch from under heavy eyelids as Jax’s face softens and his eyes go shut.

  This is my world — these two gorgeous creatures and the other three men who will be eagerly awaiting us when we return home tomorrow. Together, they hold all the pieces of my heart.