by Tina Donahue
Ever obedient, she did, releasing his nuts, rod, and anus.
His face grew murderous. “What in the fuck are you doing?”
“What you demanded. You said to stop it. I did.”
His oaths flew and then he scowled at her. “Bree…”
She gave him a cocky smile surpassing any he’d offered her and doubled down, slipping his dick back into her mouth, her pinkie in his anus, then caressed his boys, her licks fast, sucks hard, manner determined.
He stiffened and yelled.
His cum shot over her tongue, thicker than Tav and Cody’s, its taste belonging to him: salty with a faint bitterness beneath, similar to dark chocolate, and equally divine.
Shuddering uncontrollably, he gripped her shoulder. “Don’t.”
He’d lost her. She tongued his cock from her mouth. “Don’t want?”
“Play with my balls. They’re…I ’m…” He couldn’t get his words out, gasps and coughs interrupting him.
Rather than prolonging the delicious torment, she held out her hands. “Want help coming down?”
“Nope.” He dropped like a rock and fell over on his side. “My, uh, balls…” He yawned then smacked his lips together.
“What about your balls?”
“Huh? Oh, they’re, uh, sensitive. I’m not tired.” He yawned again. “I don’t need to sleep.” He closed his eyes. “Not like them… the other… guys.”
“Okay. What do you want to do?”
His soft snoring fluttered his upper lip.
He, Cody, and Tav blissfully unconscious.
Chapter 5
A snore burst from Cody.
Startled at the sound, he jerked awake, disoriented as to where he was. The room resembled a dungeon or a maniac’s lair in a horror flick and there, an angel watching him.
Bree sat on the floor, legs spread and bent at the knees, her arms resting on them, pussy exposed, the plump folds parted and wet.
Ready for his cock.
Bypassing Tav and Lucius, Cody crawled toward her, dick swinging.
She grinned.
So did he. “Hey.” He cupped her neck and claimed her mouth.
Christ. Her heat astounded, her lips yielding beneath his, as they should.
He pulled her close and cupped her breasts, testing their weight, rubbing the nipples.
Moaning, she scooted closer, sucked his tongue, and cradled his cock.
It had already thickened from him seeing her, now the damn thing grew hard enough to hurt, his balls so tight they felt bruised. No way was she going to make him come at supersonic speed as she had the last time. He wished he’d been able to stay awake to learn how long Lucius and Tav had lasted. If they’d managed even a second more than he had… Fuck. Premature ejaculation wasn’t Cody’s goal, but Bree made it damn hard for him to hold back.
He eased her hand from his shaft and ended their kiss.
Her eyebrows drew together, lids still closed. “Why’d you stop?”
Her hair looked cute mussed, her cheeks and chin pinkish from Tav’s beard and Lucius’s stubble. “Because we’re doing things my way this time.” He pushed to his feet and bit back a groan, his shoulders and back stiff from sleeping on the hard floor.
To his relief, she kept her eyes shut. He shook his legs and stretched his back to get out the kinks.
She cocked her head but didn’t look. “What are you doing?”
Rather than talk and risk waking the guys, he pulled her up then settled her close and personal.
She released her full weight into him. Losing his balance, he teetered back, but hung onto her.
“Are we dancing?” She sucked his shoulder. “If so, I like your moves.”
Suppressing laughter, he settled his mouth on her ear. “We’re going to do something much, much better.”
“Yeah? What?”
With his arm securely around her waist, he led her to the device that looked like a huge X, leather restraints hanging from the four ends.
She regarded it, her cheek against his shoulder. “Good idea. Give me your hand.”
“Uh-uh.” He clasped her wrist before she could take his. “You’re going on that thing, not me. Come along. Don’t talk either.”
“No?” She rubbed her nose against his. “Why?”
He wasn’t about to confess he wanted alone time with her. In the private dining room, she’d told Lucius she was there for them all, not just him. When Cody tried to keep her on his lap, so she couldn’t talk to Tav, she’d shamed him into letting her do so. He didn’t want a repeat, her inviting everyone to join in the fun. With any luck, the guys wouldn’t wake until he was through. Hopefully, hours from now. “Because that’s what I want and you’re going to obey me.”
“Yes, sir.” She ran her fingers down his chest.
The muscles danced, and his cock rose to greet her pussy, wanting inside the hot, wet sheath. Holding back a grin, he positioned her on the X thing and secured her right wrist to the bar.
The moment he stepped back, she twisted her hand, testing the restraint.
It didn’t give, her arm well above her head, exposing and lifting her breast.
His balls tightened; his mouth hungered for her nipple. Later. They had the entire night, possibly the morning too. Afterward, he didn’t know what might happen and wasn’t eager to go there, afraid she might become distant again.
Another reason to show her a good time in here and sate himself while he had the chance. Restless to begin, he secured her other wrist then her ankles. Given how far apart the bottom restraints were, she’d had to spread her legs wide.
Excellent.
He pressed close, his lips nearly touching hers, chocolate scenting her breath. Her musk smelled better. “Make a sound and I’ll have to gag you.” If he couldn’t find anything to use in this room, he always had his tie. “Understand?”
Her grin was downright lewd. She nodded.
His spirits soared. He had a chance to play in a manner he never could if she’d been free to touch him, affording too many distractions as she teased his balls, cock, or anus, her mouth seeking his, her pussy pressed to his dick. At this moment, he ruled and trailed his hands down her arms, his touch slow and tender.
Her head fell back, exposing her long throat.
He suckled it.
A soft moan flowed from her. She pushed toward him, forgetting her restraints.
They jerked her back.
She scrunched her nose but didn’t speak.
Good girl. He’d reached her pits and stroked the smooth skin, his touch exceedingly light.
Her face turned red, muted giggles shaking her shoulders from the tickling. She pressed her face to her arm to keep quiet.
Taking care not to make her laugh and chance waking the others, Cody held her breasts, her stiff nipples scraping his palms. Warmth poured into his groin. His dick grew harder, his burgeoning need selfish, wanting her beneath him, in front, or on top. Whatever way worked so he could plunge inside her cunt, taking what he’d craved for what seemed like forever. Worrying only about pleasing himself not her.
He couldn’t do it, not even if the delay killed him.
Remembering his callouses, he gentled his touch to avoid bringing her any discomfort.
Her lengthy sigh said she appreciated his consideration.
Gratified, he drew her nipple into his mouth, the areola tight and bumpy against his tongue.
She writhed and panted, showing him how much she enjoyed his attention. If she hadn’t, he wasn’t sure what he would have done. For some reason, she was in his blood without even trying. Maybe because she’d become a challenge he hadn’t been able to conquer.
Since he had in this club, he craved her far more, the feelings going so deep they frightened him but he couldn’t stop.
He suckled one nipple to a firm peak then loved the other.
She kept squirming, trying to get closer, her thatch brushing against him.
His cock welcomed the intimate conta
ct and lifted to meet her slit, her arousal saturating the folds.
He’d done that to her, no one else. Proud as fuck, he pumped his hips into hers then covered her mouth, his tongue filling her.
She made a faint, feminine sound, betraying her pleasure and submission.
Cody liked her fire, but her surrender was freaking nice too. Deepening his kiss, he stroked her folds, touched her clit, and rubbed it quickly.
She jerked, her gentle noises growing louder, forcing him to muffle them with his tongue. Pushing it deeper, he demanded she bow to his will.
The restraints rattled. Whether she realized what she was doing or not, a tense moment passed for him as to whether she’d wake the others, but he didn’t retreat, his strokes on her clit harder and faster.
She tried to push his tongue from her mouth.
No dice. He kept it where it was, owning her.
Shuddering, she fought him, but he was too pumped to capitulate, not allowing her to win. When this was over, she’d thank him for his resolve.
Right now, she twisted, groaned, then stiffened.
Her climax had neared.
Before she could break, he stopped touching her cunt and rested his damp fingers on her thigh.
Her protests came hard and fast. She tried to talk around his tongue, but couldn’t, and bounced in place as much as possible.
The struggle didn’t faze him. After wiping out while surfing the Pipeline in Oahu and taking on the ski run in La Chavanette, France, he could withstand anything. Since she couldn’t, he kissed her longingly, pretending she wasn’t losing her mind.
She growled.
So did someone from behind.
Cody pulled his mouth free and looked over.
Lucius bared his teeth, danger in his eyes. Tav gave him the finger.
Big fucking deal. If they’d awakened first, both would have done the same as he had. Hell, Lucius would have likely thrown her over his shoulder and spirited her away from this place.
“My turn.” Lucius crowded him.
So did Tav.
Cody stayed put and stated what was plainly evident, if they’d only used their brains. “It’s all our turns.” Before they could respond, he sank to his knees, his mouth near her pussy. If they wanted it, they’d have to knock him out.
Lucius swore but settled for her breasts, Tav her mouth.
Delighted at how this had developed, Cody pressed his face to her curls.
His breath warmed Bree, driving her crazy again.
Her legs bowed, and her frustration grew.
If she could have shouted at Cody for having denied her earlier release, she would have, but Tav’s tongue was halfway down her throat.
It tasted great and felt even better. Trembling, she pushed into him.
Lucius eased her back to the cross, her butt hitting it. He squeezed then fondled her boobs, licking and suckling one nipple before shifting to the other.
Nerve endings fired, making her uber sensitive and receptive to what he did. Freaking nice.
Cody licked her nub.
No. Damn him, he was arousing her again. She didn’t have to guess if he’d let her come this time, figuring he wouldn’t.
Bastard. She pulled in her hips.
He cupped her ass and yanked her right back, her mound tight against his face, his tongue on her clit, pleasuring and tormenting.
She lost feeling in her arms and legs, everything centered in her cunt, boobs, and mouth. Cody, Tav and Lucius killing her.
Fighting as well as she could, she only managed to make herself breathless. Taking in more air wasn’t easy given Tav’s heated kissing, the way a Dom would use her, his sweetness gone.
Effortlessly, she submitted.
Despite how she yielded, he gave no quarter, cupping her face so she couldn’t keep him from what he coveted.
Lucius played with her boobs as if they belonged to him and she had no say in how he tugged her nipples, making them harder, then rubbed his palms over them, increasing her desire.
Cody was the worst, teasing her clit only to stop before she reached climax. Then he slipped two fingers into her cunt and one in her anus, trapping her to a point he could drive her batshit crazy and she’d have no choice except to endure.
This was too goddamn much, the evening more than she’d expected, better than she’d dreamed, but damn, they needed to give her a breather. She rattled her restraints.
Cody licked her nub faster, halted, then sucked and paused.
Shit, shit, shit.
Tav tightened his hold on her face, his tongue pushing hers back, making it do what he wanted.
She never would have believed he had this in him and dug her nails into her palms, not caring if she drew blood.
Lucius squeezed her hand. “Quit that.”
His voice had dropped several octaves, menace in it.
Slavishly, she obeyed.
He stroked her palms then returned to her boobs, toying with them and her.
Drenched in perspiration, she sagged against the cross, her once-approaching orgasm a distant memory, yet what Lucius and Tav did was wicked nice.
Cody stopped licking her slit, breaking the remaining magic, then pulled his fingers out of her openings and pushed away, ditching her completely.
What the fuck is he doing?
She thrust her pussy at him. Even a little stimulation was better than none.
He ignored her. “Tav.”
At his name, Tav stopped kissing her.
Bree’s head fell forward. Seizing the opportunity, she pulled in as much air as she could.
Cody gestured to her cunt. “Your turn. Don’t let her come.”
She lifted her face. “What?”
“Quiet. Lucius.”
“Yeah?”
“I can’t reach her ass. Will you…?”
“Got it.” He swatted her. “Do as you’re told.”
She stuck her tongue out at him.
He licked it and swatted her again.
Pricks. All of them, even affable Tav. “I hope you guys know if you kill me during this, I won’t be any good to you.”
They exchanged glances.
Lucius shrugged. “At least you won’t be talking any longer.” He shoved his face into hers. “What did I tell you about being quiet?”
Feigning irritation, she turned her face away.
He brought it back and kissed her as hard as Tav had, his hand on her neck, his grasp too gentle to harm, but also tight enough to keep her from resisting him.
As if she’d ever want to.
She buckled to his passion as quickly as she had to Cody and Tav’s.
Cody took Lucius’s spot at her breasts, tending them while also squeezing her ass.
Tav shoved Cody’s hand from her butt cheeks, planting his there instead, not only to tempt, but to force her toward him.
Persuasion wasn’t what she required, a full and prolonged climax the only thing she sought.
Given Tav’s tender licks and the mild way he sucked her nub, she wasn’t going to get it.
She stewed.
Tav picked up his pace and suckled her harder.
Unlike Cody, he roused her to a point where blood rushed in her ears and her knees drooped, but then he stopped and licked her inner thigh.
She twisted to get away from the tickling but couldn’t and laughed around Lucius’s tongue.
Doing so earned her another swat on her ass before he plunged his tongue back inside her mouth, cutting off her objections.
Too weary to fight, she sagged against the cross, letting the three amigos do their thing.
Cody bounced her breasts in his roughened palms then nibbled her earlobe. “Don’t die on us, please.”
She didn’t dare giggle, not with Lucius gorging on her mouth and her kissing him right back despite her frustration.
Back at her pussy, Tav separated her folds and thumbed her clit.
She jerked.
Rather than stopping, he rubbed her
briskly and pressed his face to her curls. His breathing accelerated.
Hers did too, her pants colliding with Lucius’s, him growing as excited as she did and kissing her harder.
Tav kept at his task, not pausing as Cody had, giving her what she wanted. A good, hard finger fuck, her arousal passing the critical point, a familiar ache sneaking close.
Not trusting it, she tensed and squeezed her fists, afraid he’d begrudge her release as Cody had earlier.
Tav stroked faster, no different from when he’d wanted to hold off earlier but couldn’t keep from thrusting his cock into her mouth.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. That’s it. Do not stop. Keep…
He slowed then quit touching her.
Hot with fury, she was ready to scream or sob in disappointment. Ugh. She stamped her feet and tugged her wrist restraints.
“Slow down, babe.” Tav kissed her bush. “Don’t hurt yourself.”
Because she was supposed to leave the task to him? Perturbed, she tried to kick his thigh. The restraint snapped her foot back, its leather biting into her skin.
She gasped.
“Hey.” Tav gripped her knee. “I told you to slow down.”
Easy for him to say. Defiant, she kept wrenching her bounds.
He sighed. “I can wait all night for you to chill, if necessary.”
Despite Lucius thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth, he nodded in agreement.
Cody made a sound saying he was also on board.
Powerless against them, she complied.
Tav patted her knee. “Good girl.”
Screw you.
He did with his fingers, pushing three into her cunt—surpassing what Lucius had done—then worked them in and out, his tongue back on her clit, suckling rapid and hard, not stopping, forcing her to the edge.
She flew over the precipice, rocketed to points unknown, and twirled, buffeted by excitement, glee, and soul-deep gratitude.
Lucius eased his mouth from her. “Why is she coming?”
“Because I fucking wanted her to.” Tav’s confrontational response shut Lucius up.
Cody smoothed her hair. “It’s only right. A few more minutes and we would have had to give her CPR.”
She laughed.
He smacked her butt. “I didn’t say you could speak, did I?”
Oh please. Still panting, she frowned. “How am I supposed to answer when I’m not allowed to talk?”
