“Do you think you can come for me like this, baby?” he asked.
She didn’t know, but she was sure willing to try. Hunter was shorter than Ned and Todd, only five inches taller than her, giving him a slightly different angle. And his cock wasn’t quite as long as the other men’s were, but he was a little thicker. He kept one arm wrapped around her body and the other on her head, moving her back and forth from one nipple to the other as she lost herself in what she was doing.
“That’s it,” he softly urged. “Use my cock and make yourself come.”
Harder, faster, she rocked back and forth until she felt the tingle just starting, growing, building until she let out a cry of pleasure he muffled against his flesh as the orgasm burst inside her.
“Good girl.”
He backed her toward the bed and gently lowered her onto it. He grabbed one of the pillows and tucked it under her head and then pushed her thighs apart. “The bad thing for you,” he said, an evilly playful sparkle in his eyes, “is that I’ve seen how many times you can come in any given night.”
She gulped.
“The good news for you,” he said, “is that I’ve seen how many times you can come in the space of an hour, and the thought that I get a chance to make you feel that good is, as you can see, turning my crank. But I’ll also take pity on you because whatever I do to you, I know Todd. He’ll want to match me and take it up a notch, meaning you’ll be worn out before Coop even gets a chance.”
He grabbed the base of his rigid cock and stroked himself a couple of times. “I could let you suck me off, but there’s one thing I’ve never done before, and I think this might be my chance to rectify that.”
“What thing?”
Hunter leaned forward, his arms braced on the bed on either side of her head. His cock rubbed against her clit again as he lowered himself over her, his lips by her ear. “I’ve never come inside a woman before. I know I’m gay, and I know I can make you come because, duh, mission accomplished. But I’m genuinely curious to see if I can do it now. I do know what my eventual goal will be, though.”
Her throat felt dry, the way he talked, not just his words, making her heart race in the good way. “What?”
He nipped her earlobe. The warmth from his breath swept through her body. “On our wedding night, I will fuck that gorgeous ass of yours bareback and put a load inside it.”
She knew the whimper escaped her because he chuckled. Then he sat up and did something she never thought she’d see him do.
He took his collar off and laid it on the bedside table, followed by his wrist and ankle cuffs.
Then he settled between her legs and used his thumbs to spread her labia wide open. His breath scorched her swollen, throbbing clit as he slowly swiped his tongue up from her pussy to the top of her clit and back down again, making her moan.
Which apparently was like waving a raw steak in front of a starving tiger. He dug in with gusto, licking and sucking and quickly driving her up the slope a second time. But when she came this time, even though she tried to wiggle free, he wouldn’t let her. He reached under her thighs, which were now over his shoulders, and grabbed her wrists, holding her in place as he slowed and gentled his mouth over her clit.
Stop? Oh, no. He didn’t do that. What he did was keep her at a slow simmer for a few minutes instead of letting her catch her breath. And even though she’d been trying to squirm away from him just moments earlier, now she was rocking her hips back and forth, begging him not to stop.
Now Hunter had a rhythm going, a sexily sadistic one she realized all too well where it would lead. He’d lightly suck on her clit, not getting her off, easing up to tease her more before going back to work on it, then fucking her with his tongue while she cooled down a little. Back to her clit. Around and down and up again, until she realized she was softly begging him to please, please let her come!
No telling how long he held her in that sexy purgatory until he eventually released her wrists and sat up with a pleased smile on his face.
And, she was happy to see, a very stiff cock.
Which he wrapped his fingers around the base of and slowly stroked. “This what you want, baby?”
She nodded.
He crooked his finger at her and pointed at it. Knowing she’d pay for it tomorrow, she ignored the zing of pain in her back as she quickly twisted around and dove for his cock. He kept one hand around the base of it and the other on her head.
“That’s it, baby. Give it a little love before I fuck you with it.”
She swiped her tongue around the head before taking him as far as she could into her mouth. His hand felt firm, but not forcing, as he kept a grip on her, letting her bob up and down a few times before taking her new toy away from her.
“Okay, baby. That’s enough or I’ll blow. On your back. Spread your legs wide for me.”
She knew what he wanted. Assuming the very same position he’d taken more than a few times for both men, her arms hooked behind her knees and holding her legs as wide open as she could manage.
He knelt over her, smiling down at her while slowly swiping the head of his cock up and down through her juices. “I can’t wait to fuck your sweet ass on our wedding night,” he whispered. “And I’m going to take you exactly like this, too,” he said. “I’m going to have to talk to Coop about stepping up your anal training and getting you a bigger butt plug.”
Easily sliding in to his balls, he didn’t move at first, his eyes dropping closed. “Yeah,” he whispered. “That feels good, baby.”
He pulled her legs around his waist as he slowly started thrusting, his arms braced on the bed again. Staring down at her, he smiled. “I just had a very evil thought.”
She held on to his arms, not realizing before now how leanly muscled he was. It wasn’t something she’d paid a lot of attention to before. “What?”
He leaned in and kissed her, tasting of her juices. “I wonder what your ass would feel like if I’m fucking you the same time Coop or Todd’s fucking your pussy.”
Whether it was that hot mental image, or the perfect way his body was rubbing over her swollen, sensitive clit, she felt her pussy contract around his cock.
“Oooh, someone wants to experience DP,” he teased. He wrapped his lips around her left nipple and nipped, sucking on it, repeating the action with her right and making her moan. His cock seemed to hit places inside her Ned’s didn’t, not better, just…different.
“Look at me, baby.”
She stared up into his gaze, transfixed, wonderfully trapped and wondering why she’d ever felt the slightest bit jealous of him before.
“Tell me what you want. Ask me for it.”
“Please make me come.”
He thrust, harder. “You can do better than that, baby. I hear how dirty you are for him. Beg me for it.”
“Please fuck me and make me come. Please empty your balls in me and fill me up with your cum, and please use me!”
“Good girl,” Hunter grunted, picking up the pace.
And whether it was those two words, or his body, she didn’t know, but she tipped over the edge, her nails digging in and holding on as it felt like her universe shredded around her. Her body squeezed his cock and she watched as his lower lip caught under his teeth and he let out a familiar sounding gasping cry of his own before slamming home one last time and falling still.
She wrapped her arms around him, holding him in place. His breath eventually slowed in her ear before he started nuzzling the side of her head.
“I have a request,” he said.
“Yeah?”
“Make sure you pack your cuffs and collar on our wedding night.”
“Yes, Sir.”
They both went still for a moment.
“Do you mind if I call you that when it’s the two of us alone?” she asked, almost afraid of his answer.
“No,” he eventually answered, almost sounding deep in thought. “Actually, I think it helps.” He kissed her.
* *
* *
“Helps, how?” Dani asked.
Hunter managed to roll them onto their sides without his cock pulling out of her. With her nestled in his arms, he tried to think about how to word his answer. He was still trying to process how he’d managed to make love to this woman without getting mired in a full-blown panic attack of his own.
“I think,” he finally said, “I’m so used to serving, this is kind of like that. Making you feel good. That makes me feel good.”
She felt right snuggled in his arms. Not that he didn’t enjoy snuggling with Coop or Todd, but they were both bigger than him, and this felt…different.
He draped a leg over her.
“How much more time do we have?” she asked.
“I can go get Todd, if you want.”
“No, please? Not yet. I’m enjoying this.”
Well, whaddaya know?
“Are you really okay marrying me?” she asked.
“Are you okay marrying me?”
“I asked you first.”
“I honestly don’t care who I’m married to,” he said. “If it gets my family off my case, all the better.”
“What’s your favorite color?”
He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Green.”
“I’m scared,” she softly said.
“Of what?”
“Something horrible happening. This feels too easy.”
“You survived a car wreck, and now you’ve got other health stuff we can’t even figure out yet. I think we earned easy the hard way. Besides, you’ve never endured Christmas dinner with my mother.”
That earned him an adorable giggle.
“Oh, you think I’m kidding? You’re going to need every last one of your acting skills around her.”
“Or my Xanax.”
“You have to share them with me. Community property, you know.”
Another giggle, and she settled even more comfortably in his arms.
“I have a rule of my own,” he eventually said.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Don’t ever fake it with me. I’m not going to lie to you and say I’ll be able to repeat this particular performance every time we’re together from my cock’s end of things. I’ll always do my best to get you over, but never fake it with me.”
“Deal. As long as you promise never to feel bad if you have performance issues with me. I think the fact that they were teasing and edging us all morning helped both of us.”
“True.”
They lay there in comfortable silence for a few more minutes.
“You’re not jealous of me, are you?” he asked. “And be honest with me. Coop loves you. What he and I have is not what you and him have. I saw him and Bethany together. Well, not like I’ve seen you and him together. But Todd and I were there the day Coop literally showed her to the door. He’s relaxed with you in a way I haven’t seen him in a while.”
“I was jealous at first, sort of. Well, not sort of. Not like ‘girl, I’m gonna claw your eyes out’ kind of jealous, though. I think I was more envious of the bond you two had. What he could do for you.”
“That’s you, now, too. You get that, right?”
“Yeah.” She took a breath. “Are you jealous of me?”
“I was scared in the beginning,” he admitted. “You know what it’s like. My brain could come up with fifty thousand ways things would go wrong for me because of you coming into his life. If I didn’t ground myself a lot, it’d eat me up. But I have Todd. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love Ned. All this has only brought us closer, and I trust him more now that I see him with you. Because I know that’s him. That’s who he is. It’s not an act or a mask.”
She lifted her head and looked him in the eyes. “Me, too,” she said.
“I hope you want to do this again with me,” he said. “This was fun.”
“Yeah. It was, and yeah, I do.” She kissed him. “I’m going to ask Ned if you and I can be alone on our wedding night.”
He smiled. “Well, it should be okay. I mean, he and Todd should be alone on their wedding night.”
They both cracked up over that.
“You know what Shayla said one time?” she said.
“What?”
“She said Tony has no problems using a strap-on on her if he’s tired or already came.”
He arched an eyebrow. “Is that a hint?”
“Just a helpful suggestion.” She had an adorable twinkle in her eyes. “You know, a contingency plan. To take the stress factor off you. Maybe that will help, knowing you have a backup plan ready.”
“Ah. Trying to help me mitigate my anxiety, huh?”
“Maaaybe.”
“You’re a very helpful pet, huh?”
“I try.”
“This deal kind of short-changes you,” he noted.
“How?”
“Well, Todd and Ned both have pets, plus they get to play with each other. Now I get you as a pet. You don’t have a pet.”
She managed to wiggle a hand between them and cup his sac. “Oh, I don’t need a pet,” she said. “I was busy enough with just one Sir. Having a Sir, a husband, and a whatever Todd is going to be will keep me plenty busy.”
If he hadn’t just busted a nut a few minutes earlier, what she was doing to him probably would have gotten him hard immediately. For now, his cock was able to inflate to interested, but I’ll get back to you soon status.
“How much time do we have left?” she asked.
He glanced at the clock. “I don’t think it was a finite limit, but there’s nearly twenty minutes left in the hour.”
She sat up with a smile. “I feel sorry for you guys.”
“Why?”
“Because you guys only get to come a few times, if that, in a day, and I get all I can handle.” She swallowed his cock again.
He threaded his fingers through her hair, knowing that despite how good it felt, he wasn’t close to being ready yet.
“Good girl,” he hoarsely said. “Practice makes perfect.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
At the one-hour mark, Coop was done waiting, and so was Todd. They headed down the hall to go knock on the door when it opened and Hunter emerged. He barely had time to dodge out of the way before the two men crowded through the door just in time to see Dani getting up and heading for the bathroom.
“Back on that bed, pet,” Coop ordered.
Looking confused, she immediately complied. “Sir?”
“Spread ’em,” Todd said.
Coop would have laughed if it hadn’t been for the stakes involved. Not that he didn’t one day want to let Todd and even Hunter fuck him.
But not under those terms.
It was a matter of pride.
And he got that it made him a stupid man, and he didn’t even care.
Dani let out a squeak as Todd shoved her thighs apart when she didn’t move fast enough. He buried his face between her legs, her squeak turning to a moan.
Coop reached up and snagged the D-ring on the front of her collar with his finger. “Stay right there, pet.”
“Dammit,” Todd grumbled when he lifted his head moments later.
“Ha!” Coop leaned in and kissed her, hard and deep. “Such a good girl. My very good pet.” He caught sight of where an understandably confused looking Hunter stood in the doorway. “Come here, boy.”
He did, and Coop pulled him in for a kiss, too. “Good job, buddy.”
“I hate that fucking paddle,” Todd griped. “The fucking thing’s going to disappear one day.”
“I’ll get a meaner one,” Coop promised. “And you’ll eventually lose another bet.”
“Bet?” Hunter asked.
“No offense, boy,” Coop said. “Todd was thinking you might not be able to finish inside her. I was betting on both her and you that you would.”
Now Dani sat up, her hand around his wrist. “Wait a minute. You two bet on us?”
“Just a friendly little wager.”
“What
the hell, Ned?”
“Hey,” Todd said. “He bet on you two. Be pissed at me for betting against you.” The room fell deathly silent. “And…as I say that I realize that might not have been the wisest thing to say.”
Anger filled her face. “Let me go, Ned. I’ll get the fucking paddle and beat his ass.”
“Down, pet.”
“Are you kidding me? I—”
Apparently, Todd was a fast study, and had picked up on the fact that the quickest and surest way to short-circuit her ire was to distract her. He bent his head to her pussy again and Dani’s fingers trying to pry Coop’s hand off her collar quickly became her fingers tightly gripped around his arm and holding on.
Once Coop was convinced it was safe to let go of her, he did and backed off the bed, grabbing Hunter’s hand. “See you in an hour.” He dragged Hunter out of the bedroom, closing the door behind them.
“What’s going on?” Hunter asked.
“Sorry, buddy. We weren’t thinking you guys would be upset. We’ve had friendly little wagers before.”
“Yeah, when all four of us were in on it. And he bet against me?”
Coop realized how sideways this had gone and suspected there’d be more than a little damage control involved. He rested his hands on Hunter’s shoulders. “We didn’t mean for it to come off sounding mean. He was just going by your…past experiences with women.”
“What?”
“Okay, I can see I’m making this worse, not better.”
“She was genuinely upset when she suggested us being together, Ned.”
“Can we focus on that for a minute, please? Are you two okay?”
“Uh, yeah, probably a lot better than you two will be when she finally gets her brains back. I hope you didn’t just destroy her trust in you two.”
Shit. “It didn’t start out like that. Todd was just joking he’d bet me a blowjob that you wouldn’t be able to finish inside her, and—”
“Oh, you two stupid fucks.” Hunter sank to the couch, head in his hands. “I just spent the past hour in there with her, building her trust in me, and you two clowns fuck everything up?”
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