His balls were shaved and I strained forward to nuzzle my nose at the root of his shaft. “Fuck—” punctuated the silence as he growled, and before I could beg him to take my mouth he opened my jaw and fed me his dick one heady inch at a time.
“These last few weeks I have lain awake wanting nothing more than this right here, baby. To feel you slide along my cock with your little tongue lapping at the head.”
I licked the end of his shaft when the crown was all he left me to taste. He held my head in place and took my mouth with a desperate stroke. I kneaded the backs of his thighs and ass and hauled him closer as he set a fierce pace. My lips widened and my pussy surged with desire at the tight fit.
Sex had never been like this. It had never felt like…everything.
Chris squeezed my thighs, reminding me I was sucking off only one brother and another was watching from the other side of the bed. I whimpered as he spread my legs. He didn’t throw them open and dive in as I wanted him to. He was meticulously unhurried about settling between them. “I wish you could see yourself. So open to being taken. Such simple surrender when you’re pleasuring us.”
My pussy started to weep and spasm as I pictured Chris staring at me.
Jared trailed his palm along my exposed breasts and pinched my nipples. As he tweaked the sensitive points one at a time, clutching the nape of my neck, I bowed off the bed. He plunged in and out of my mouth, dragging his erection along my tongue so I could lick the flared head. By the end, he was balls-deep and the tip tickled the entrance to my throat. It was hard not to fight against the intrusion but I sucked a groan from him as he withdrew.
“Take my dick, baby, suck it. I’m going to feed you all my cum and you’re going to swallow every drop, blondie.”
I had hated that nickname for years but now…
Now when he said it I would remember this and the near reverence filling his voice.
I could make sounds of affirmation, nothing more, because letting him go wasn’t an option. My fingernails dug into his muscular legs but I couldn’t help it. I was desperate to feel him come and it wasn’t going to take long with how his breathing pumped rapidly in and out.
Then I felt it.
Warm breath on my pussy.
“Holy shit, Cyn,” Chris rumbled.
Jared continued his assault on my mouth. Chris blew across my slit and I squirmed.
He exposed my clit, licking me right up the middle. I screamed, vibrating Jared’s cock, and his balls sucked up tight to his groin, telling me how close he was to orgasm.
“Don’t come,” Chris ordered against my pussy. He licked me again and plunged his tongue into my entrance. My whimper vibrated along Jared’s shaft and he grabbed my hair harder. “If you come before we tell you, J’s not going to come in your mouth.”
“If you come without permission, I’ll stop. Finish it myself. Is that what you want?”
In a panic, I tried to shake my head but Jared continued his assault, holding me in place, forcing me to accept all of him. I wanted to swallow him whole but his groans of pleasure spiked the exquisite need coursing through me. A sheen of sweat broke out across my skin though the room was cool. I’d gotten off before but an orgasm of epic proportions floated barely out of reach. I was stuck beneath two lightning strikes that lit me up from the inside.
Chris was going to make it easy on me. His weight lifted free of the bed and I tried to close my legs.
“Don’t even think about it.” He pushed my thighs wide and stretched out between them, his leather pants gone. His bare leg brushed against mine when he leaned forward and rasped his tongue across my nipple. Jared squeezed the other one and a shudder raced over my flesh.
My jaw went slack as Chris’ cock head rubbed against the top of my pussy.
“Don’t forget. If you come before we tell you to, we’ll both stop.”
Jesus, Mary and What the Fuck… I’d never make it. Jared stopped and held himself still inside my mouth. I sucked at him, tried to draw him in, but Chris pushed into my core. The engorged head was hot against my pussy. J must have been watching because a spurt of his pre-cum filled my mouth. I swallowed and he groaned as I worked the head of his shaft. He shifted but I couldn’t concentrate. Not on the musky scent filling my nose or the way his flesh slid against my tongue as he withdrew from my mouth.
I struggled to breathe. Chris gripped my hips and tilted them higher. He pulled my body onto his cock and thrust harder. I was slick and it was still a tight fit.
“I’m going to stretch this pretty little pussy. I’m going to bury myself in your body until you can’t take any more. And tomorrow night at the club, I’m going to take your ass. I’m going to bide my time and get you so hot you’ll be begging for my cock.” Chris’ voice purred along my nerve endings.
My ass clenched at his words. I wanted to feel the burn, the white-hot flare of pleasure so consuming it bordered on the most exquisite pain.
Jared added, “And I’ll be buried in your pussy, baby. Both our cocks filling you. Stretching you. Giving you more pleasure than you ever knew existed.”
Their words, their voices filled my head. I clamped down on Chris and wasn’t going to be able to keep from coming if he tilted my lower half a fraction of an inch more. If he so much as brushed against my clit, I’d become a screaming pile of orgasm.
“J’s close, baby. He’s watching his dick go in and out of your mouth. Do you want to know what will send him over the edge?”
I screamed my desire to know and squeezed him with my legs.
“When he shoves in deep, swallow. He won’t last a minute.”
After a few strokes, I caught J at the back of my throat and swallowed. His hold on my hair tightened, his balls went taut and he sucked in a harsh breath. Knowing I’d pleased him made my pussy gush moisture. I fondled the base of his sac where the tight flesh met the rest of his body.
“Holy fuck.” And without any more warning, J spilled into me. His hips jerked while I swallowed all he gave me. He was slightly salty against my taste buds and I wanted more. “I knew your mouth would be perfect, baby.” He pulled out with a groan, making me shiver.
He dove into my mouth and kissed me with an intensity I’d only ever read about. Too soon, it ended but then Chris yanked me closer to him on the bed. For the first time since he started, I could see him. His eyes were dark. Dangerous. Mesmerizing. Filled with a need so strong my entire being quaked beneath him. I wanted nothing but to offer him my body to use. His strokes grew faster. Harder. I could feel him at the entrance to my womb as he ground his silk-covered steel within me.
I faintly heard Jared walk to the bathroom as Chris stroked inside.
“Please, Master,” I begged with a shaky voice.
“Please what, Cyn? I want to hear you say the word, baby.”
Sweat glistened off him as he scraped against my clit on every stroke. I grasped his shoulders but before I could process what happened, he flipped me over and onto my knees.
The air whooshed from my lungs as he plunged inside me. The sweet sting of over-sensitized tissue shot heat up my spine.
He tugged my chin to the side and captivated me with his nearness. “Do you want to come? Do you want to come on my dick?”
“Yes Sir,” I moaned as he worked in deeper.
“What was that?”
“Please Sir,” I pleaded louder. Every stroke multiplied the tension inside me. He owned my body, commanded my reactions without uttering a single word. The simple completeness I felt in my soul was more than I could bear. As Chris thrust into me again, my harsh cry filled the room. “Please let me come. I’m begging you. Please let me come.” And with that, he leaned back but kept my head to the side.
The dresser in front of us had a big mirror on the top and the reflection showed a startled woman immersed so completely in a world of seduction she’d never be the same.
The reflective surface framed our bodies and it was like watching a movie. His muscular thighs tensed befor
e each thrust. The tight grip he had on my waist highlighted the indentions his fingers made on my skin. The hold he had on my hair bordered on painful but my body bowed beneath his, straining to get closer, and my face twisted in pleasure. I didn’t know I could look like that. Sexy. Carnal. High on sex for the first time in my life.
When J returned, his eyes flared with renewed lust.
I glimpsed our reflection in the glass and caught Chris staring at me.
“Who’s fucking you, baby? Who’s taking you?” he growled, pumping into me with a ferocity I didn’t understand. No one had ever taken me before. This was more than sex. This was so all-consuming, my breathing stuttered in harsh gasps.
“You are, Master C. You are.” I craned my neck closer to him as he laid his fingers against my clit.
“Come with me. I want to feel your pussy squeeze me as I fill what’s mine.”
He touched me and the world imploded. The tension in my body snapped and nothing else mattered but this exquisite wonder. My pussy jerked in time with the strumming of my clit and my throaty scream of pleasure echoed an instant later as Chris’ satisfied roar joined mine. My biceps gave out. C lowered me to the bed and followed me down, never leaving my wet heat. His forearms landed beside my shoulders as he continued to pump in and out of my body, prolonging my release. I moaned on each thrust until the world…went…dark…
“Cyn. Cyn, come on, baby,” was the first thing I heard Jared say. He stroked my cheek, peppering light kisses on my nose. “C, I think we fucked her unconscious.” He sounded so proud, I smiled. “You’re back,” he said as I shifted in bed.
“How long was I out?” I asked, trying to lift my heavy lids.
Light filtered out of the bathroom, casting shadows. I had been out long enough for them to reposition me so my head now rested on a pillow. I was staring at the ceiling and warmth seeped into my side from a partially aroused Jared, my comforter over us. I could barely make out Chris standing at the window, peering outside. He had his leathers on and it reminded me of how I first saw him standing at the end of my bed. My thighs were clean and deliciously sore. Having two men to take care of me had its perks.
“Long enough that I thought we were going to have to wake you up again,” Jared whispered against the curve of my neck, his teething scraping my skin. I rolled to him as he drew my lower body closer to his.
“What did you have in mind, Sir?” I asked as his erection bumped against my stomach.
“A whole hell of a lot that you’re too sore for tonight.”
“You’d be surprised how resilient I can be given the proper incentive.”
“Oh, consider me incentive, baby.” He found my hand and wrapped it around his dick. He kept his hand on top and squeezed before adding, “And this, your goal.” He laid his lips against mine and smiled at his own joke.
Jared deepened the kiss and his stubble sent a shiver racing up my spine. I wondered what it would feel like on my tingly bits.
“I need to ask you a question.” The side of the bed dipped as Chris sat beside me.
“Okay,” I sighed. Jared kissed my eyelids, my chin, the soft spot underneath my ear. I thought I was prepared for his lips on my flesh until he sucked my earlobe into his mouth.
“Why are pages missing in your diary?” Chris’ words sank in and I froze. Getting dowsed with ice water wouldn’t have been more shocking. Jared tried to kiss me again.
I jerked away.
“Way to kill the mood there, C,” he grumbled. He kissed me on the cheek and flopped onto the mattress.
“There are pages missing, aren’t there?” Chris asked, tilting my head so I couldn’t hide. I was the worst liar in the history of the known world so there was no point in attempting it.
“It’s not any of your business.”
“Everything involving you is our business.”
I would have loved to hear those words a few kisses ago but cold fear settled in the pit of my stomach. If C got something in his head, a hurricane couldn’t shake him loose.
“Some things aren’t meant to see the light of day. What was on those pages happened to fall into that category. It’s over and done with and that’s where it’s going to stay.” I sat up and held the comforter against me like a shield.
Chris hauled me closer until I could see the spark in his eye. I gripped the soft leather of his pants as he said, “Someday you’ll trust us and won’t feel the need to keep anything from us. Especially something important enough to write in your journal. An event that scared you bad enough to try to erase it afterward. Someone, maybe?”
He was so close to the truth I did nothing but remain silent.
“One day soon there will be no secrets,” he added in a whisper and laid his forehead against mine. He held my cheeks and I knew we weren’t talking about me anymore. He stiffened when I stroked his spine. There were ridges there I’d never noticed before. I’d also never been his lover.
“Chris, what—”
The ringtone Baby Got Back went off on the phone on the dresser.
“Dammit, that’s mine.” Jared cursed, threw off the covers and stalked, gloriously nude, to the dresser where they’d put their stuff.
He pushed a button and held it up to his ear. “Yeah?” he barked. “Hey, Jenna, is everything okay?” After a short pause, “No, I was still awake. Don’t worry about it.” He listened and shot Chris a look that spoke volumes.
I glanced at the clock and realized it was almost four in the morning. Why would some chick named Jenna call Jared this early?
“No, he’s with me. We’ll be there in twenty.” He trapped the phone against his ear and shoulder and stepped into his pants.
Christ nudged my chin until I glared at him. He smiled. “I’ve never seen you jealous before. It’s cute.”
“I’m not feeling real cute. I was getting ready for round two and you’re leaving me to go see this Jenna person. Is she a girl you’ve been interviewing?” I barely kept from making air quotes.
He stared at me. Anticipation filled me and I forgot to eavesdrop on Jared’s conversation. Chris laid his lips against mine. For the brother who tended to brood, his kiss was that much more distracting due to its gentleness. I couldn’t help but think we were sharing more than a simple kiss.
He raised his head, adding, “You’ll meet Jenna tonight. She’s been threatening us for weeks with bodily harm if we didn’t bring you to the club.” The affection in his voice made me scowl again and he stood up to get his things off the dresser. It was so domestic, it made my heart clench with the possibilities.
Jared made his goodbyes and assured “little miss fabulous” they would be on their way in less than five minutes. He flipped the phone closed and shoved it in his pocket before walking to my side of the bed. “Damn, but it will be easier if this stuff happens when we’re already on site, not across town.”
“What’s happened? Everything okay?” I asked as he took Chris’ place on the side of the bed and wrapped me in his tight embrace.
“One of the main breakers for the club was damaged last night. A wire was loose and it could have been bad if one of our guys hadn’t caught it. We couldn’t find evidence it was anything fishy but it stinks like day-old tuna. Nick and Jackson keep curious people out and deal with member issues but we’re interviewing a full-time security firm. ’Til we find the right one, we need to be there. Some cocky loudmouth getting wind of the club is exactly what we don’t need. Rumors are fine and great for increasing membership but substantiated pictures of some of the play areas or the stage? That would be difficult to explain to potential members who require complete anonymity.”
“You guys don’t need to babysit me. It’s making it harder on you and your employees. Don’t you want to be there full-time?” I put a question mark on the end but I knew the answer. The last thing I wanted them to think was that I couldn’t take care of myself. I wanted an equal relationship. Well, everywhere except the bedroom.
Jared stroked my hair and sque
ezed me one more time. “We aren’t babysitting you. You’ve always been more important than any house or club and that was before we claimed you. You’d be wise to remember that.” He kissed me on the nose like he’d been doing for years then got up from the bed to leave. “Later today, one of us will bring instructions for tonight. Sleep well.” He winked at me and beat feet into the hall.
Chris hovered close, staring at me.
My mouth opened to ask a million questions about the club and Jenna and what was going to happen later but he laid his finger across my lips. He sat next to me and said, “You’ve got secrets you want to keep and I’ll try to be patient until you tell us what happened. We want you at The Library but we want you to experience it like any other first-time sub would. Do you trust me with your pleasure?”
I nodded and he ran his thumb across the pulse point in my neck. There were two questions that couldn’t wait. “What if I’m no good at this, Chris? What if I’m the most horrible sub and I embarrass you both?”
“You were made for this, Cyn.”
“What? Made to obey?” I asked with uncertainty.
“That word…coming from you. You undo me. You were born to take pleasure so all-consuming it threatens to steal your mind, and mine. You were made strong enough to submit to not only one Dom but two. Two men who want to push every sexual limit you’ve ever conceived of and fall with you over the precipice into something you never knew existed.”
My throat clenched as I swallowed. “Why The Library? Why the name?”
A corner of his mouth kicked up into a rare smirk. “Jared thought it was funny. It’s not The Dungeon or The Torture Chamber. Members can say, ‘I’m going to The Library’ and no one is going to find anything suspicious about it. How many times have we said it and you never guessed where we were actually going?”
My mouth opened again.
“Later. We’ll get to all that later but there is one subject we need to cover now. I know you’re on birth control but I need you to tell me if you want us to wear condoms. We’ve both been tested and have a clean bill of health but if you’re more comfortable with more protection then that’s what we’ll do tonight.”
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