Ferocity

by T. L. Reeve

  He laughed. “Don't look so suspicious. We'll have fun. Don't worry, Scar.”

  “Easier said than done.”

  Dave inclined his head. “Touché.”

  “So, how did the meeting with the district attorney go?” Kenny asked.

  “It went about as well as we could expect,” Dave stated. “I think he'll help us, it's mostly a race against a clock none of know when it will run out.”

  “We had to choose one or the other,” Scarlett added. “Either we went after the selling of the cubs or we went after her for fraud and forging documents.”

  Kenny blew out a breath. “Shit. Both are bad.”

  “Sure,” Dave said. “However, when Marcus explained it, getting Fish and Game out to check on the cubs and the documents for each of the preserve, could end up netting nothing for us. As long as the refuge has the proper paperwork and licenses, they're not doing anything wrong. Plus, they're taking the cubs off of Scarlett's hands. In the eyes of the court, it would've been seen as no harm no foul. The fraud and forgery, on the other hand, have a better chance. We know everything so far has been a farce. Marcus is going to take a look at everything we have then present it to a judge for a warrant. When he has it, he'll let us know. Until then, we have to act as if nothing has changed.”

  “Is there a chance Benji might squeal?” Timothy asked.

  “No. I think he was in the dark the whole time. Victory though... I believe she's in all the way,” Dave said. “I wouldn't be surprised if Maisie gave the girl kickbacks for her help and not investigating anything.”

  “I'll be happy when this is over with,” Edward said. “Every time something happens, it's like it gets worse instead of better.”

  “It will get worse before we can breathe again,” Dave replied. “It's always like that.”

  “And, that's our cue to stop talking about all the bad.” Kenny pushed away from the table and gathered everyone's empty plate. “No sense of messing up the evening we had planned for Scarlett with this bullshit.”

  “True.” Dave threw his napkin on his plate before Kenny grabbed it. “We'll have time for the other later.”

  “What about dessert?” She glanced around the table. Three sets of hungry gazes lit on her and the space became suffocating with arousal.

  “Yeah about that,” Timothy said, standing. “I lied. You're our dessert.”

  Her breath hitched. “What?”

  He held his hand out to her. “You're our dessert.”

  “I think you caught her off guard.” Edward chuckled. “I think she expected a real treat.”

  “Oh, she's going to get one. Several in fact,” Kenny said, coming up beside her chair. “You ready, Scar?”

  “Not sure,” she said, licking her bottom lip. “I'm a little overwhelmed.”

  “We'll go slow,” Dave added. “You can say stop at any time and we'll back off.”

  “It's all about you tonight, princess,” Timothy stated. “We're yours to command.”

  “Well, in that case,” she said. “What do you have in mind?”

  “Debauchery.” Edward rubbed his hands together.

  “You're being creepy,” Kenny said. “Back it down about a million.”

  “Hedonism?”

  “Yeah, you're still coming on a little strong.” Timothy laughed.

  Scarlett snickered. Of all of them, Edward had a wicked sense of humor, even though he didn't realize it. His flighty, wacky personality balanced out the other three she realized standing there. Edward was a breath of fresh air and she found it endearing. Plus, whenever he spoke, it cut the tension building between all of them.

  “We thought your bed would be the best place for all of us to have our way with you,” Kenny said. “However, it's kind of small.”

  “True. There's only one of me, so a double bed seemed practical.”

  “Well, we're going to have change out your bed for something bigger from here on out,” Dave said. “I'm thinking custom made for all of us. You'd be in the middle of course.”

  “Do I get a say?” She arched a brow.

  “Maybe later,” Kenny murmured, beside her. “Until then, we came up with the next best thing.”

  Timothy placed his palm on the small of her back and eased her forward. There in front of the fireplace was a pallet made of blankets and pillows. Her coffee table had been moved to the side as was her couch, something she hadn't noticed when she exited her bedroom. Against the wall near the fireplace, someone had gathered wood from near the paddock and brought it inside so they wouldn’t run out.

  They’ve thought everything through for this. Which made her wonder if their expectations would match up for the night. She didn’t know what to say as they gathered around her. Dave had rolled the sleeves of his shirt up while Kenny removed his, allowing her to glimpse the compact muscle she’d sensed under his shirt the night in the breakroom. Edward had also removed his shirt and damn had he been a sight.

  She took her fill of all of them, allowing her gaze to trail across their bodies. They were all unique. All handsome in their way and they all wanted her. She couldn't believe it. The snick of silk against cotton drew her attention to Timothy who'd removed his coat and was undoing his shirt. With each button, he loosened from its mooring another inch of his tan flesh came into view.

  "I think she likes what she sees, gentlemen," Kenny said. "But, Scar, you're a little overdressed."

  “Am I?” She ran her hand down the front of her tank-top.

  “Very much so.” Timothy came up behind her again, this time running his fingers up her sides.

  She shivered. “What should I take off first?”

  “This.” He grasped the hem of her tank-top and pulled it off. He groaned. “All this beautiful dark skin.” He pressed his lips to her shoulder while cupping her breasts. He squeezed and plumped them before drawing her nipples between his thumb and forefingers.

  “Shit,” Edward murmured. “You didn’t prepare me for this.”

  "Sometimes it's better to see her than be prepared." Dave winked at Scarlett. "Sometimes it's more fun having her melt all over your dick."

  She sucked in a breath. “Dave.”

  “Am I being too forward, again?” He took a step to her. “What you gonna about it?” His hands went to her sleep pants, tugging them down with one go. “I love your fucking panties. They tell stories.”

  “They do?” Edward tilted his head. “What do they say?”

  “I’ll show you,” Dave said, pulling the youngest one forward with him. “Her pussy is wet.”

  She was too. Between Timothy playing with her nipples while manipulating her breasts, and Dave talking about her panties and how wet she was, Scarlett ached to be touched there too. She arched into Timothy’s touch, pushing her hips toward Dave’s hand. “You’re all going to be the death of me.”

  “Maybe.” Dave slid his index finger along her slit, causing her to gasp before he settled in and began circling her clit. “Mmm. This little bead. Get on your knees, Ed. You’re going to taste our precious Scar first.” He ripped the material from her, and her eyes fluttered closed. “I’ll buy you more when we can get back to town.” He tapped the inside of her thigh. “Spread them nice and wide so Ed can get his mouth on you.”

  Her heart hammered and the muscles of her stomach tensed with anticipation. Edward inched closer to her. He caressed her flesh, dragged his fingernails down the inside of her legs, giving her a bit of something more. A fire sparked inside of her and she hissed in pleasure. When he pressed kisses to her skin, she went weak-kneed. Had Timothy not been behind her, holding her up, she would have fallen, she knew it.

  Then, Edward’s mouth was there. He ran his tongue through her slit gathering up the evidence of her arousal. He reared back and groaned before delving forward once more. He took from her like a man possessed, cliché as it sounded. Edward licked and sucked on her pussy. He made love to it with his tongue pushing the appendage into her as deep as he could go before pulling
out. Scarlett ran her fingernails through his hair and held him to her when he latched onto her clit. He sucked the hard bead into his mouth while flicking it with his tongue.

  She cried out, startled by the tingling sensation coursing through her. Her hips snapped as she rode his face. And, when he moaned, the vibrations hit her just right. A keen sob built in her chest until it spilled from her lips. Her legs trembled and she shook in Timothy's embrace. The satisfying sounds of approval coming from the men around her drew her from the haze of her release.

  Edward inched backward. He drew his thumb across the area below his bottom lip then stuck the digit into his mouth and groaned. His docile green eyes sparkled with lust. They were a bit glassy as though he'd been drunk on her release. "Fuck, she's tasty. I could eat her all day—every day."

  Together, all four of the guys helped her to the floor. If one of them had left her a shaking mess, there’d be no way she’d survive the night. She spied a quick look at all of her men and wondered who would be the first one to make a move. The clank of a belt drew her attention to Timothy who removed his pants then joined her on the floor. He wasn’t overly built but still athletic and fit. He had an impressive form and by the bulge pressing at the front of his boxers, well... She was tempted. He glanced down then drew his gaze back up to her and smirked. “Like the angle of the dangle?”

  She laughed. Scarlett covered her mouth. “Sorry, shouldn’t be laughing.”

  “I like laughter during sex,” he said, prowling toward her on his hands and knees. “Keeps it interesting and not so boring.”

  She went down to her elbows as he drew closer. In the glow of the fireplace, his skin shimmered. Scarlett licked him them, wondering if he'd taste as good as he looked and, damn, did he. He grasped her hair and groaned when she swirled her tongue around his nipple before biting the inviting tip.

  He barked out a harsh curse and his gaze flashed to hers, filled with fire and desire. He’d curled his lip in a sexy snarl and a fresh wash of her need dampened her already wet slit. “What do you want, princess? Do you like it hard and rough?” He wrapped an arm around her middle and flipped her onto all fours, surprising her not for the first time. “Want me to take you from behind? Make you scream my name?”

  She went down onto her arms and whimpered. Her breath came in fluttered pants and her heart slammed out a wild tattoo. She wiggled her rear across his groin and bit her bottom lip. The little appetizer from Edward amped her up. She needed all of them. She shouldn’t want them all though. It was ridiculous to think all of this could work out, but here she was, and she didn’t think she could go back to normal after this.

  Timothy gripped her hips and ground his crotch against her. He muttered something she couldn’t quite hear, but it satisfied her that he could feel at least an ounce of what she did. She heard the tearing of a foil package before the wet tip of his cock rubbed at her pussy. The outline of his underwear did him no justice. He was long and thick and fuck, she wanted him then and there.

  He pushed into her with a thrust then he retreated and filled her completely. She cried out, gripping the blankets with everything she was worth. Timothy pressed his chest to her back as he began to move, holding her in the position he wanted her in. It was dark and delicious, almost animalistic. He fucked her in such a way, he touched her in all the right spots, and had she been standing, she'd have gone to her tiptoes, unable to stand the growing coil of expectancy and bliss shooting through her.

  “Jesus, that’s so fucking hot.” Dave positioned himself in front of her. He stroked his dick while watching them. “Open up, Scar. Suck me, but don’t make me cum. I want to do that inside of you.”

  Her eyes fluttered closed. She opened her mouth and Dave slid his dick along her tongue twice before she closed her mouth and sucked. Scarlett bobbed her head trying to keep pace with Timothy, but it was a losing battle. He kept at her in such a way, she could barely concentrate enough on sucking off Dave.

  “Personal space will be invaded,” Kenny said before he lapped her at her clit with his tongue.

  Her eyes widened. Holy shit. She moaned around Dave and he shuddered. His hand went to her hair holding her head in place as he fucked her mouth, counter to Timothy’s thrusts. She rolled her hips, growing closer by the second to finding her release once again. She’d never thought of something like this being exciting or arousing. However, with each lick of Kenny’s tongue and the way Timothy filled her pussy and Dave used her mouth. Fuck... She was blissed out of her mind.

  “Fuck, princess got me close. Whatever you’re thinking about, your sweet, tight pussy is strangling my dick.” Timothy’s pace increased. “Tell me you want it, Scarlett.”

  She cried out. “Please.”

  Dave grinned at her. “So pretty. I love seeing you out of your mind. You’re so fucking sexy. Isn’t she Edward?”

  Edward joined her, laying on his back so he could lick and suck on her nipples. The intensity of the situation shattered her. Everything inside of her tensed to the point of pain mixing with pleasure then Kenny was drawing her clit back into his mouth. He nipped at the nub and she screamed. Behind her, Timothy groaned, shoving himself as deep as he could go. His hips gave a few quick, hard flexes before he let out a sigh and pressed a kiss to her spine.

  “So fucking perfect.” Timothy pulled from her. “I think we should give Edward a chance with Scarlett.”

  “I agree,” Dave said. “I think we’ve been tempting him enough.”

  “Thanks,” Edward said. “I feel like I could nut any second.”

  He donned a condom then pulled her onto his lap. Edward’s fingers dug into her hips as he lowered her onto his dick. The thick length of his dick pushed into her and she saw stars. She was super sensitive, the soft tissues of her pussy rippled around his intrusion. Edward strained beneath her. His green eyes fluttered shut while guided her over him. His strokes were short and hard. There was a desperate edge to his movement, just like his kisses. She gave over to him, enjoying the response from her body as she rode him.

  Kenny came up behind her. He palmed her breasts, kneading them and teasing the soft flesh. She arched her back, placing her head on his shoulder while Edward’s thrust became unhinged. “Look at him, Scar, he’s so fucking turned on he’s struggling to hold on.”

  She made an unladylike sound. “Kenny...”

  "Uh-huh. I'm right here. I can't wait to get inside you. Bust inside you." He moaned against her ear.

  She bucked against Edward and he snarled, gripping her tighter. She'd wear his marks in the morning and a sense of satisfaction filled her. A smaller, though still, heady orgasm cashed over her and seconds later, Edward shouted out his release. She lowered to his chest, content to lay there while she gathered her breath. She wasn't sure if she could continue with Dave and Kenny waiting patiently for her to go to one of them. Between the three amazing orgasms, she wanted to curl into a ball and sleep.

  “I think we’re wearing out our girl,” Kenny said.

  “We should try something new,” Dave replied. “See if she likes it?”

  She was floating then. When she opened her eyes, Kenny lay on his back, and she’d been draped over him. He filled her in one thrust and she moaned. Her vaginal muscles flexed and twitched, accommodating his intrusion.

  “Don’t move and breathe,” Kenny whispered into her ear.

  She glanced over her shoulder as Dave towered over both of them. “What’s... what’s he going to do?”

  “We’re not sure it’ll work...” Dave sucked in a breath. “If it does, it’s about to get wild.”

  She felt a warm liquid at her sex as Kenny gave a few lazy thrusts. Then Dave added his fingers. He pushed in counter to Kenny’s thrust. The foreign sensations bouncing through her left her curious and filled with anticipation. Then, Dave removed his finger and replaced them with his tip. “Uh... Guys...”

  “Shh,” Kenny murmured. “We’ve got you.” He traced a pattern along her back lulling her as Dave breached h
er sex.

  “Oh, fuck me,” Dave snapped. “This is going to be a test of will power.”

  They were both inside her, Kenny more so. The stretch of being overfull, caused a thread of pain to push away the arousal still burning deep within her. However, Timothy was there, rubbing her clit, keeping her right there with them. Having two dicks inside her was...more than a little more than strange, yet when they began to move...

  Ho-ly shit.

  Places inside her she didn't know existed, came to life. Pleasure singed her from the inside out. With each pump of their hips, they took her higher, made her crave them more. It was indescribable. It was euphoric. Amazing. Scary. She'd never felt so many emotions ping-ponging through her system at one time until that moment. She dug her fingernails into Kenny's chest and he grunted, bucking into her was a deep thrust.

  Her mouth fell open. She shook in their arms. She was going to die before all of it was over. She knew it. Already everything around her vision darkened. The delicious coil of lust burning in her gut became an inferno. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second, to the point the squelch of her pussy added to the atmosphere surrounding them. The tingle of her arousal strengthened, and she tensed. Her breath came in short, harsh pants. Then she was rolling her hips. Her climax hit her the minute Dave filled her. Her clit throbbed in time to the pulse of her release. Both men, Kenny and Dave increased their speed, prolonging her release.

  “Coming,” Dave groaned.

  “Same,” Kenny added.

  Their thrusts were erratic. The sounds they made were filled with pain and pleasure and then she felt it. The throb of both men as they found their release within her. Dave pressed his forehead to her shoulder as he shook behind her trying to breathe while Kenny threw his arm over his eyes. His lips were parted. His cheeks were pink as was his chest. He panted for breath like he'd run a marathon, and in some ways he had.

  Dave slipped from her first, gathering her in his arms so Kenny could pull out as well. He turned her face to him and placed a kiss to her lips. “You okay?”

  "No," she muttered. "You all killed me. How the fuck are you going to ask me that?" She tried to smile but found even the slight movement was too much for her body at the moment.