by Mia Ashlinn
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I love you, Shannon’s head whispered, but she didn’t speak aloud. Paralyzed, her lips didn’t want to work and, even if they did, the words choked her.
“Say it, damn it,” a voice in the back of her mind demanded. “You want to. He wants you to. It’s the truth. Come on.”
I can’t. Not yet.
“Then show him,” the voice whispered.
She leaned forward as far as she could, seeking his full, sensual lips. Unable to reach him, she paused and waited for him with bated breath. She caught a fleeting glimpse of pain and then disappointment before he smoothed his face out. Her heart clenched, grasping the magnitude of her mistake. He had opened his heart to her, and she’d rejected it. She didn’t mean for it to come off that way, but he wouldn’t see it like that. “Please, Drew,” she pleaded as the tears spilled from her eyes. “Kiss me. Show me. Just love me.”
Drew groaned, lunging forward and meeting her halfway before capturing her lips with his. She poured everything into this kiss, hoping to show him what she couldn’t say. Drew encircled her waist with his massive hands, picking her up fluidly from Jared’s lap and rising to his feet. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he positioned one hand underneath her ass in dangerous proximity of her pussy and the other between her shoulder blades. She held back a plea for him to move his hand a little closer to her pulsating core as he hastily progressed to her room.
“Hell yeah,” Randy shouted, jogging behind them.
Jared followed Randy, pushing him several times along the way. “Move it or lose it.”
Drew stepped into her room and launched her at the bed barbarically. Landing with a bounce, she used her legs to move up the bed with the intention of lying on her fluffy pillows. She didn’t make it halfway before Drew snatched her feet, yanking her back down to the bottom of the bed where he stood. “Did I tell you to move?”
Drew’s guttural, authoritative question amplified her arousal, making her pussy grow hotter. Desperate to ease the throbbing in her pussy, she snapped her legs closed, clenching her thighs together tightly.
“Uh-oh,” Randy murmured so quietly she barely heard him. “Someone’s in for it now.”
Jared cleared his throat, not disguising his high spirits, as Drew pulled her legs apart mercilessly, making room for him to stand between them. Drew moved in on her, but still left enough room that her cunt was in full view of his brothers. “Never close your legs without our permission, Shannon.”
As if!
Jared, Drew, and Randy stared at her pussy intently for more time than was necessary, but she didn’t give a damn. They made her feel like a sexpot when they looked at her as though they could swallow her whole.
“Fuck. That is the hottest pussy I’ve ever seen,” Randy said in an awe-filled voice.
“Yeah,” Jared agreed, sounding as if he were worshipping a goddess, not a mere woman. “Her pussy is as pretty as a picture.”
Drew licked his lips and said, “I can’t wait to find out if she tastes as good as she looks.”
She expected to feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, but that certainly wasn’t the case. Instead, their praises went straight to her cunt, the walls shaking rapidly.
“Fuck,” Randy exclaimed, openly gawking at her nether region. “Did her pussy just quiver?”
“What do you think, Romeo?” She let her legs fall further open, shamelessly giving them an eyeful. “Why don’t you come a little closer and find out?”
“Don’t you dare,” Drew barked and bent at the waist, disappearing between her thighs. He licked her from perineum to clitoral hood with one swipe of his succulent tongue.
She closed her legs, playfully trapping Drew between them. “Again,” she demanded, but he only kissed her mound then slowly, oh-so-slowly, crawled up her body until his face was even with hers.
“You don’t run this show,” Drew told her quietly but in a deadly serious tone. “We do.”
She giggled with a snort. “In your dreams, Studley Do-Right.”
“No, in yours.”
Oh, hell yes, Drew. I dream about the three of you dominating me while I lie in my bedroom every night. If you want to get technical, I fantasize about you while sleeping on the very bed we are rolling around on.
That was what Shannon should’ve said, but she didn’t. Instead, she stared straight into Drew’s azure eyes, momentarily losing herself in the rich, brilliant color, before sniffing. “I’m not even going to dignify that with a comment.”
Drew moved suddenly, rolling over and pulling her with him until she sprawled on top of his lean, luscious body. On each side of them, Jared and Randy converged, crawling across the bed and meeting them in the middle. Now this is what I’m talking about, baby.
Randy leaned forward and whispered, “’Cause you know it’s the truth,” in her ear. He took her lobe between his lips, sucking it into the humidity of his mouth, his teeth scraping across the erogenous zone. Warmth spread through her ears until they burned from the erotic sensation of sharp teeth to pliable tissue.
“Mmmm,” she hummed, closing her eyes with a smile. “No, it would be a waste of perfectly good breath.”
Jared sidled up to her, nestling his lips against her ear, like his brother on the other side, and blew in her ear, murmuring sensually, “Never stopped you before.” He penetrated her ear canal with his tongue and pushed it inside. “Princess, I’m going to fuck your pussy like my tongue is fucking your ear, only harder and faster and much, much longer.” He pulled out then tunneled back inside, mimicking the erotic act.
She opened her eyes and whimpered. “Bite me.” Her voice lacked any real spark or spunk. It sounded good in her head, but it was useless coming out of her mouth.
Drew smiled at her sinfully, promising things she knew he could, and would, deliver. “Sounds appealing,” he said as his masculine hands glided over the fabric of her sheath dress, from her waist to her ass, heading straight for the torn seam. He slid his hands underneath the split pieces and pinched her ass.
She sighed, listening to the rip of fabric tearing as he shredded the last of her dress and pushed it out of the way, revealing her entire backside to the men’s gazes. She could feel the heat of their stares, and it turned her into a puddle of raging lust. More moisture leaked from her pussy, the droplets rolling off her and dripping onto Drew. She tilted her head forward, her lips a breath from his.
Staring deep into Drew’s blue eyes, she licked his lips with a sensuality she didn’t know she possessed and whispered, “I can’t wait to suck your cock.” She bit down on his bottom lip and pulled it inside her mouth as she purred like a cat in heat. Letting it go, she licked her own lips. “I’m going to suck you dry and love every fucking minute of it. Then I’m going to suck Jared and Randy.”
Three simultaneous groans came from them, but she didn’t let that deter her from continuing to seduce them with her words. “Mmmm. I bet you three taste so fucking good.”
She kissed Drew’s lips, pulling back quickly so he couldn’t distract her. If she was going to be involved with these three, she had to keep them off balance or she would be fucked—literally and figuratively. “Do you know how long I’ve fantasized about tasting your cum, how it would feel in my mouth, the way it would slide down my throat, how full I would be after you three fill me up. Fuck,” she cursed with a dramatic shudder.
Jared kissed her temple softly. “I think Drew has met his match in this one.”
She snorted, arching her eyebrow, and asked, “You think?”
Jared and Randy chuckled, but Drew did not. His face tightened, darkening dangerously as thunderclouds replaced the blue skies in his eyes. She trembled in lusty excitement. “Come on, Stud, I dare you to drop your drawers and let me have a taste of your big, hard cock.”
“Oh, shit,” Jared cursed at the same time as Randy asked, “Are you trying to get him to kill you, baby doll?”
Before she could figure out what had them concerned, Drew pushed he
r off his body forcefully. What remained of her torn dress fell away as he twisted and followed her down, caging her in and pinning her naked body to the bed. “Poking the bear will only get your ass eaten. Want that, munchkin?”
“Yes,” she cried, writhing restlessly beneath him, and not giving a damn that his face was inches from hers.
“Fine,” he growled. “Put your damn money where your mouth is.”
“Now, now, Drew,” Randy said, laying his hand on Drew’s shoulder. “She isn’t exactly the normal type of girl you like to play these games with.”
Oh, hell no. You are not going there while you are in bed with me. She glared at Randy out of the corner of her eye, sending every ounce of venom inside her body at him. “Do not talk about other women in the bed with me unless you want to lose your favorite appendage.”
Drew rudely shook off Randy’s arm. “Back the fuck off. She brought this on herself.”
Stepping in to help diffuse the situation, Jared said, “Seriously, Drew. Calm down. She doesn’t know better.”
“I’m a big girl,” she told the two overprotective men, like they needed a reminder. “I can take care of myself. Thank you very much.”
Drew laughed at her, in her face. “Well, we’ll see about that.” He slid away from her, moving from the bed. He slowly undressed, taking off one piece at a time. He moved methodically, each motion painstaking and deliberate, almost detached.
She watched him at the foot of the bed cautiously, taking in every detail as he undressed. Jared and Randy weren’t much better. They both gawked at their middle brother before silently moving to their respective sides of the bed and undressing themselves.
Uh-oh. I may have bitten off more than I can chew.
By the time Jared and Randy had finished, only Drew’s jeans remained. He spent an inordinate amount of time unbuttoning and unzipping them. Finally, after what felt like a millennia, he hooked his thumbs in his jeans and pushed them over his lean hips, down his muscular thighs and calves, until they hit the floor. When he stepped out of his pants, she had three hot-as-hell men standing on each side of the bed, surrounding her, aiming their colossal cocks at her. All she could think about was tasting, touching, exploring, and fucking every delicious inch of their steely shafts.
“Come here,” Drew commanded, his voice controlled and even.
“But I can’t move with my arms tied.”
Drew shrugged. “Not my problem.”
“Fine,” Shannon snapped. She wiggled and twisted, trying to get up but not making much progress on her own. In the end, Randy and Jared had to come forward to help her off the bed. Standing in front of Drew with Jared and Randy flanking her, she said, “Here I am.”
“On your knees,” he instructed brusquely, his bored appearance grating on her nerves.
Still, she stubbornly refused to back down. So, she bent awkwardly, lowering herself to her knees with Jared and Randy’s assistance.
“Open,” Drew ordered as he guided his meaty shaft to her mouth, brushing the purple-colored head across her bottom lip. She immediately opened wide, but he didn’t make a move to breach her lips. He stood with his feet firmly planted on the ground, shoulder width apart, holding his cock in hand.
Confused as to how to proceed, she held her position on the floor, leaving her mouth hanging open. She didn’t initiate contact, even though she wanted to, because she knew better. He was testing her, and she had no intention of failing.
“Good girl,” he praised, sounding like an animal trainer complimenting a dog.
Her jaw snapped shut. “You’re really pissing me off, Drew. I’m not your fucking pet.”
“Drew,” Jared barked, obviously having had enough of his brother’s actions. “That’s enough.”
“Stop this bullshit,” Randy snapped as he stepped aggressively toward his brother.
Acting like Jared and Randy weren’t even in the room, Drew spoke directly to her. “Do you like me treating you this way, Shannon? Do you want me to act this way?”
“Hell no.”
“Then don’t push me to it,” Drew said with brutal honesty.
The light bulb went on inside her head. “Was this some kind of fucking crash course? Did you seriously just treat me like dirt to teach me some stupid-ass lesson?”
Drew’s eyes visibly softened, his asshole façade fading. “Munchkin, I don’t want to treat you like that. I’ve been hard on women in the past—”
“Don’t go there,” she snarled.
“Let me finish, Shannon,” Drew said, holding his hand up. “I don’t want to be that way with you. But, if you push me, there is only so much I can take before I snap. This time it was just a lesson. Next time, you might not be so lucky.”
“I’m sorry. I’m n–n–new to this,” she stammered, blushing furiously. “I just thought you would want me to, hell, I don’t know.” She paused and focused on all the questions in her mind. “What can I do? Or, more importantly, what can’t I do?”
Jared and Randy smiled but hung back, obviously letting Drew explain.
“It wasn’t what you did,” Drew assured her, which confused her more than ever. “It was why you did it, and the way you did it.”
“Um, okay?”
Drew dropped to his knees in front of her and kissed her on the forehead. “You weren’t pushing us for the pleasure. It was about dominance. You were trying to show us who was the boss, and that can’t happen. If you want that, then none of us are the men for you.”
Her chest tightened and she gasped. “But—”
Drew covered her lips with his index finger, silencing her. “We want you for you. You have to accept us for us. This isn’t a game. You can challenge us, tease us, taunt us, and talk dirty to us.” He grinned naughtily. “Fuck, I love when you talk dirty. It’s sexy as hell. But don’t do it to prove a point. Do it because you want to and because we want you to.”
Drew removed his finger and captured her lips in a tender kiss. When she opened her mouth under his, he slipped his tongue between her parted lips and swept inside. Their tongues twined and danced, leaving her lips tingling and her breath unsteady when he pulled away. “Does that make sense?”
“Yes,” she replied with a smile. “It makes perfect sense.”
“Good,” Drew said, picking himself up from the floor, “because I can’t take much more. I have to have you.” He inclined his head to his brothers. “And neither can they.”
“Then have me,” she said, offering herself to them simply and without question. “I’m yours, all of yours.”
Chapter 11
Shannon kneeled in front of Drew in her bedroom as she waited for him to reposition his cock at her mouth. Not wanting to leave her other two men out, she glanced to her right and smiled at Jared before swinging her head to the left and winking at Randy. Both men chuckled, their deep laughs warming her heart and easing her impatience, if only a little.
Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait long. Drew touched his cock to her lips and growled, “Breathe,” before burying himself inside her mouth. She moaned around his thick shaft, her eyes rolling back into her head before popping open again. I’ll be damned if I’m going to miss a second of this.
Drew grimaced and hissed, “Shit.”
“I think she likes it,” Randy remarked as he grabbed his erection and stroked it in time with her bobbing head. He didn’t release his cock from his hand when he approached her and squatted down behind her. “You are so damn beautiful.”
Jared closed in on her from the other side, kneeling next to her. “Randy’s right. You’re breathtaking. I love you, princess.”
“Mmmm,” she hummed blissfully, soaking in their compliments.
“Holy hell,” Drew exclaimed, picking up speed with a grunt. “Those vibrations are killing me, munchkin.”
Randy grabbed a handful of her hair, clutching it tightly in his massive fist. Tiny tingles ran across her scalp as he tugged the strands with enough force to restrict her movements. She
relaxed, oddly enjoying the sting.
Apparently, his actions turned him on as much as it did her. He stroked his cock harsher than before, frantically jerking himself off. And he wasn’t the only one who had taken his cock in hand. Jared openly masturbated with as much zest as his brother.
Sweat formed on Drew’s forehead, and she could see the control he exerted in his tense face and the bulging veins in his neck. Out of nowhere, he jerked and yelled, “Motherfucker.”
Shannon felt herself pale as she tried desperately to release him from her mouth, but Randy refused to let her pull away, holding her captive by his hold on her hair. “You didn’t hurt him. He loves the edge of pain. Do it again,” he instructed her.
She listened to Randy and scraped her teeth down the length of Drew’s shaft, going a step further and swallowing around the crown when it came in contact with the saliva collecting at the back of her throat.
Drew panted, “Going to come. Get her off me now.”
Randy tugged her hair roughly, pulling her head all the way back and kissing her deeply. By the time he released her lips, she could barely breathe. “God, I love you, woman.”
Jared didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath before he swung her into his arms easily and lowered them both onto the bed behind her. “Princess, I can’t wait any longer.”
Without delay, Randy joined them, but Drew took the long way. He came around the other side of the bed yet didn’t get any closer. He placed one knee on the mattress and crossed his arms menacingly. “Release her hands. We have better uses for them—this time.”
Jared and Randy helped her turn on her side just long enough that Randy could reach her wrists and untie the makeshift binding before they returned her to her original position.
Lowering his voice to a whisper, Drew crawled onto the bed with them. “I’m feeling generous, Shannon. I want your hands on me while I fuck you for the first time.” He indicated Jared and Randy with a curt nod of his head. “So do they. Otherwise, we wouldn’t allow it this time.” Drew grew closer to Shannon, his voice dropping even further, an air of danger swirling around him. “Next time we bind you, there will be no escaping it.”
