by Mia Ashlinn
Shannon whimpered. God yes!
As soon as he reached them, he licked her nipple. “Fuck her, Jared. She’s ready.”
Ready? Butterflies fluttered in Shannon’s stomach, and she felt unease creeping up her spine as she eyed the three naked men. I don’t know about that. I don’t even know what the hell I’m doing. God, what if I can’t satisfy them? One man is a challenge, but three…
“You can,” Jared told her confidently as if he read her thoughts.
“How did you—”
Jared stopped her with a soft kiss, responding simply, “I just did.”
He’s right. I can do this. She sucked in a deep, ragged breath then another and a couple more after that before she said, “Okay. Now, I’m ready.”
Jared lifted himself up then lowered himself on top of her body and asked, “Do you want us to use condoms?”
Um, that would be a hell no. Without speaking her eager thoughts aloud, she shook her head. But, when the men didn’t speak or move, she asked worriedly, “Is that okay with you guys?” And still silence lingered in the air. “I mean, I am on the pill for medical reasons. So, if you want, we don’t have to use anything. Well, unless the three of you are worried about needing them on your end.”
That got the men talking. Two emphatic, slightly insulted nos swept through the room, and a third voice confessed something that shocked her to the core.
“None of us have been with a woman in several years now,” Drew said simply.
Holy smokes, Batman. Seriously?
“Wait,” she murmured. “That means you didn’t sleep with…” She trailed off, not wanting to ruin the moment by bringing up another woman in bed with her men, especially after she’d made such a big deal of it earlier. But she needed to know this. She needed to hear it from them before they made love for the first time.
“No,” Drew replied. “They weren’t you, and unemotional sex wasn’t enough for us anymore. We needed you or nothing at all.”
“Um, I don’t know what to say to that,” she admitted with a blush.
“Then don’t say anything,” Randy said. “Just relax and let us love on you.”
Rather than adding anything to their conversation, Jared guided his huge shaft to her pussy and rubbed himself between her wet lips. The contact had her juices brimming over, running in rivulets past the delicate skin between her pussy and ass, down through the cleft between her cheeks and settling in a puddle underneath her. “Princess, I can’t wait to get inside you.” Jared tucked the head of his cock at her entrance. “It’s going to feel so good. You’ll be an addiction I can’t deny.”
She couldn’t resist making a wisecrack, even in the midst of the highly charged moment. It was too good to pass up. “I’m like a potato chip?”
Randy dissolved into laughter, his guffaws drowning out Drew’s humor-filled groan. “You would make a joke right before getting fucked by three horny men, baby doll.”
Jared didn’t acknowledge his brothers. Instead, he pushed his thick shaft into her pussy carefully. “You’ll be better than any potato chip I’ve ever tasted. Hell, you’ll be better than any potato chip ever created.”
“Mmmm. If you want a sample, take a bite,” Shannon offered with a brazen wink. Take more than a bite, take the whole thing—right now, damn it!
“Don’t mind if we do,” Randy said as he and Drew leaned over her, each taking a nipple inside the sweltering heat of their mouths. Both men tugged, pulled, nipped, and licked the aching buds in a perfectly synchronized rhythm while Jared pressed on with a single-minded intensity, the concentration he exerted etched into the lines of his gorgeous face. His cock slowly forged deeper into her channel until a sharp pain sliced through her pussy, and she tensed.
Jared paused, running his hands through her hair, easing her with his loving touch. He whispered, “God, princess, don’t tense up. Relax. Breathe. I’m almost there,” in between nibbling kisses.
The two diabolical mouths at her breasts increased the intensity of their sucks, morphing from teasing to all-consuming, nearing the threshold of pain, but not quite reaching it. Distracted by the two relentless men tormenting her breasts, Shannon sighed, relaxing ever so slightly.
Jared made the most of her erotic preoccupation, breaking through the thin membrane and sinking all the way into her cunt. “Fuck. You’re so goddamn tight. Are you okay?” Jared half asked, half panted. “Please tell me you’re all right.”
Drew and Randy both released her nipples, looking at her expectantly as they waited for her response. With love and lust colliding within her, Shannon couldn’t manage speaking, so she nodded instead.
“Good.” Drew cupped her hot face and kissed her lips maddeningly as Randy ran his fingertips up her goose bump-covered arm, around her armpit, and moved down her exposed stomach, barely skimming over her tingling breasts. He caressed the curve of her stomach before gliding his fingertips upward and settling on her breast just as Drew lowered his big hand to her opposite breast. They massaged her swollen mounds, soothing and calming her, and whispering words of love.
The pain disappeared in a flash, and she felt compelled to move. She writhed beneath Jared, beseeching him, “Jared, please, do something. I don’t know what, and I don’t care. Just fix it!”
“Don’t move,” Jared said between clenched teeth. “You need to adjust to me first.”
“Fuck that,” she growled, her ass raising off the bed and forcing friction between his cock and her cunt. “Damn it, Jared. I’m fine. Just move!”
Jared didn’t give in to her, holding himself motionless. “Patience, princess. Give it one more minute.”
“No,” Shannon snapped as she neared her breaking point. Desperate, she decided to try something she’d once read that men loved. She clamped down on the iron shaft embedded in her cunt with every muscle she possessed.
“Stop,” Jared hissed, holding her hips in a tight grip.
“No, damn it.”
Drew lifted his head, connecting his dazzling eyes with hers. “It’s okay, munchkin. Don’t push yourself. You don’t want to be too sore in a couple of hours when you’ve recuperated, right?”
She panted. “Don’t care. Will fuck anyway. Remember? Potato chips.”
Like his brother, Randy raised his head and stared straight at her. “Stubborn, stubborn.”
“Fuck you,” she spat furiously. “All of you.”
“You will,” Randy assured her, dropping his head back to her breast and lapping her aching nipple only a second before biting down on it.
She screamed, her back arching all the way off the bed. “Fuck me!”
“I think it’s high time to do just that.” Jared dragged his cock out almost entirely then, without giving her a warning, plunged back inside her quivering channel until his balls hit her ass. And again he pulled out before thrusting in, still not giving her time to adjust. He set a rapid pace, and within seconds, she acclimated and met his every thrust.
Jared grunted. “You’re so fucking tight.” Swamped with pleasure, she thrashed her head side to side, mewling continually, her cries growing louder with every thrust of his enormous cock.
Drew’s face appeared in front of hers. “You’re so sexy. I want to fuck you so badly I ache. My cock throbs just thinking about your wet heat surrounding me and clamping down on me. I want your tight pussy sucking me in and trying like hell to hold on.”
She cried out, jerking as her first-ever orgasm slammed into her body. Her pussy drew up, her walls spasming erratically around the dick spearing her. Blood thundered through her veins and her lungs burned, reminding her to breathe. She huffed and puffed, drawing in as much oxygen as she could. God knew how long it had been since she’d breathed last.
The orgasm ebbed gradually, leaving her limp and sated. Damn. How would she do this again tonight? And she would. They would wring orgasms out of her until she begged them to stop then they would shake out a few more just for fun.
“Wow,” she breathed, not e
ven attempting to conceal her wonderment. “So that’s what it feels like?”
Jared, Drew, and Randy all froze. Puzzled, the three brothers looked at each other, speaking rapidly.
“Is she saying what I think she’s saying?” Randy asked.
“I think she is,” Drew replied to his brother without consulting her.
Always the rational one, Jared asked her, “Haven’t you ever had an orgasm?”
She wanted to kick him in the balls. If she didn’t have lots of dirty, gritty plans for him, she would. This was not the time or place to discuss her lack of orgasms. Seriously! His cock is still inside me for goodness sakes!
“Nope, not one.”
Randy gaped at her. “Not even when you masturbate?”
“Not ever.”
Drew chuckled darkly without a trace of amusement. “We’ll fix that. You won’t go without again, munchkin,” he promised and sealed it with an intoxicating kiss.
“Great,” she said when Drew pulled away. Looking at Jared with equal parts annoyance and mirth, she razzed him, “Let’s go, Prince Charming.”
Jared growled, his hips jerking and impaling her fully with his mammoth cock once again.
Randy cupped her breast in his warm, sizable hand, holding her flesh in place for his mouth. He kissed her swollen mounds, making designs with his tongue as his thumb played with her nipple, taunting it until she felt like screaming.
Drew turned her head, lifting it up before settling his cock at the seam of her lips. “I need your mouth around my dick again.”
Not needing to be told twice, she opened her mouth, granting him entrance. He glided right in as though he owned the place, his stroke sure and confident. She hollowed her cheeks out, sucking on his shaft as he retreated then invaded again.
Drew groaned, sinking his hands into her hair. He cupped the back of her head firmly but massaged her scalp with his fingertips.
I’ve died and gone to Heaven!
She sensed Jared approaching his orgasm. She felt it as if they were on the same wave length. His muscles tightened, his plunges growing erratic and building speed. As Jared’s arousal escalated, so did hers. He moved, she moved. He attacked her body, she attacked his and Drew’s while pulling Randy’s hair harshly. They all four existed in beautiful accord.
Her second orgasm drew closer to her. She needed a little more, just a tiny push. Apparently sensing her need, Jared moved his hand between her legs, pressing down on her clitoris. She yelled around Drew’s shaft as Jared exploded, his cum spurting inside her pussy, warming her from head to toe.
Releasing Randy’s hair from her fist, she crushed him against her breast, and he moaned approvingly.
Drew carried on, face-fucking her ruthlessly. He was so damn close she could almost taste the flavor of his pleasure. She hungered for him, yearned for a sample. And if she wanted something, she would get it herself. She launched a brutal battle on the steely cock in her mouth, using her tongue and teeth without mercy.
Drew’s body shuddered as she tightened her mouth around his cock, keeping her teeth in close contact with his shaft when he thrust in and out. He wrenched his hardened flesh out of her mouth abruptly with a groan. At the same time, Jared pulled out of her pussy, and Randy deserted her, releasing her nipple with a wet-sounding pop.
She opened her mouth to complain but couldn’t get the words out before Drew flipped her body over, placed her on all fours and drove his cock into her drenched pussy. Her entire body convulsed, and she bellowed as she came for the third time.
Before she could move or breathe or even think, Randy prodded her mouth with the mushroom-shaped head of his cock and plunged inside. “I’ve been waiting to see you sucking my dick for more years than I am willing to admit without sounding sleazy.” Randy held his cock with one hand and stroked her hair with another. “And it’s hotter than I ever imagined.”
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Jared at the foot of the bed, stroking his rebounded, rock-hard shaft. “Princess, you might need to take some vitamins.” He winked with a laugh, looking happier than ever before. Her cunt responded enthusiastically to his suggestion, rippling around the ruthless cock pounding into her.
“Motherfucker,” Drew howled. She could hear his control snapping as he bore down on her, slamming inside of her repeatedly without restraint. This wasn’t a man she knew. He was untamed, his every action searing her and making her crave more. She went up in flames, smoking and sizzling, willing to beg for him to turn up the oven until there was nothing left but ashes.
Jared stroked himself faster, his flesh moving in time with his hand. He headed directly toward her, striding purposefully with a cockiness these three exuded flawlessly. “Watching you fuck my brothers like you fuck me is so damn sexy.”
Randy’s roar overshadowed his brother’s word as he tautened, his muscles drawing tighter than the strings on a bow. Thick jets of semen erupted from his cock and flooded her mouth, the musky fluid hitting her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She swallowed every drop, drinking his cum insatiably as if she would die without it. When she finished sucking Randy dry, she set his softened cock free and licked her lips. “Mmmm, so tasty, Romeo.”
“Fuck.” Randy’s cock twitched, but instead of touching her, he moved out of the way for his oldest brother.
“I’m still hungry, Jared,” she murmured. “Care to fix something for me?”
“Oh, I’ll fix something all right.” He growled, driving his shaft between her lips, fucking her mouth savagely.
At her pussy, Drew thrust just as ferally as his brother, grunting and growling madly. “Hurry Jared. I’m so fucking close.”
She moaned, devouring the cock in her mouth, pushing back against the one in her pussy. Every part of her body was starving, begging to be filled with cum. She was a ravenous creature, only worried about one thing—assuaging the gnawing, aching need within her.
Jared groaned, his face twisting in pleasure and pain.
Drew swiped his large finger across her perineum, dampening it with her juices. She breathlessly and knowingly awaited his next move. Excitement vibrated within her, and she couldn’t hold back a moan as his work-roughened finger dipped between the crevice in her ass.
Drew skimmed her rosette delicately, as light and breezy as air, so faintly she almost missed it. The second brush of his fingertip was more considerable, his caress tantalizing. Her asshole quivered, urging him to take a journey into the passageway. And he did.
Drew pressed his large digit inside her ass, launching her to the stars. She shuddered uncontrollably, her eyes sliding closed as she sobbed in ecstasy. Losing herself in her orgasm, she relaxed her body and let them fuck her mindlessly. Two hoarse, male shouts rang out as they stiffened inside her. She felt their dicks twitch as their seed poured into her pussy and mouth.
Too tired to move or speak, she collapsed and gave herself over to the tender care of her men. She closed her eyes, not rousing when Randy cleansed her body with a warm cloth or when Jared moved her and Drew covered her. As she fell into a deep slumber, her last conscious thought spilled from her lips, “I’m so sorry.”
* * * *
Outside of Shannon’s apartment, a man sat in his old green car, clutching a handheld device in a death grip. The only light in the pitch dark interior came from the color display that connected to a video camera he had planted inside her apartment while she’d been at work last week.
Over the past hour, he had watched his personal property being used by three beastly bastards. He had listened to the perverted men’s sickly sweet words and her whorish moans.
Unable to tear his eyes away from the screen, he had witnessed and memorized every depraved detail of her treachery. Revolted and disgusted, he had endured every repulsive action as a disturbing reminder of what he was up against—shameless sinners and sickening sex.
Even now, he couldn’t take his eyes off her betrayal. In vivid color, he glared at a sleeping Shannon surrounded by the three
repugnant pigs and had to fight the urge to wretch. Taking deep, gulping breaths, he sought to find a shred of control in his body so that he didn’t go on a frantic killing spree. If he was to have the pleasure of killing these four people, he wanted to do it slowly and painfully. He wanted to watch them suffer like they were making him suffer.
You’re not sorry yet, Shannon Roberts, but you will be.
Chapter 12
Standing outside the bathroom door, Randy smiled. His woman joyfully sang at the top of her lungs in the shower. She was off-key and stumbling over some of the lyrics, but he had never heard anything so beautiful.
Reaching for the door handle, he turned the knob as quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb her. He wanted to watch her for a moment, enjoying her happiness, without her being aware of him. He pushed the door open silently then came to a hard stop. The little minx had left the sheer curtain partially open, giving anyone who entered a prime view of her wet body. His cock went from half-mast to full-mast before he could blink his eyes.
She stood in the tiny shower with her back to him, singing into a scrubber and dancing delightfully with a sensuality that had him ready to push her against the wall and fuck her brains out. Her body shimmied and shook, twisted and turned. She gyrated in time to the song playing in her mind.
He knew he should alert her to his presence, but he couldn’t figure out how to get his tongue back into his mouth. Instead, he leaned on the sink, probably looking like a panting puppy in the middle of the dry, hot day. His tongue felt thick and heavy. It had to have an invisible barbell hanging from it. Otherwise, surely, he could get the damn thing in his mouth. He was a grown man, after all.
Singing the last line of the upbeat tune, Shannon spun around in a circle. On her second rotation, she noticed him and gasped, her eyes going wide. “What are you doing in here?”
He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “Watching my woman.”
