Just Right

by Bronwyn Green

  She opened her eyes to find Quinn leaning over her. Funny, she’d expected Lucas. Quinn’s unruly hair tumbled in his face as he leaned over her. “Will you let us give you pleasure?” he asked, his voice gravelly.

  Before answering, she sought Noah’s gaze for reassurance. “If it’s what you want, it’ll be okay.”

  A little piece of her crumbled. Didn’t he care if she fucked two of his family members? The answer hit her just as suddenly as the question had. He really didn’t. This wasn’t anything more than a fling. Disappointment stung, but she needed to be realistic. She looked at all of the guys. She doubted that she’d ever have an opportunity like this again. Slowly she nodded.

  It was as if they’d been collectively holding their breath, waiting for her to decide, and as soon as she did, they descended. Quinn leaned forward and tenderly kissed her lips. She lifted a tentative hand and threaded her fingers though his hair as his kiss grew bolder. He coaxed her lips apart as he pinched her nipple.

  Warm, firm lips closed over her other nipple and she groaned into Quinn’s mouth at the contact. Gently, she pushed his head toward her chest, hoping he’d get the hint. Eagerly, he drew the aching bud into his mouth and sucked hard while she held their heads where she wanted them. She was sure nothing had ever felt this good before. Two men sucking her nipples at once was heaven. If they kept this up, she’d come from nothing more than the rhythmic tugging of their lips and the scrape of their teeth.

  They stroked her body, running their hands up and down the length of her as Noah once again settled between her thighs. The chair scraped the floor as he drew nearer. The brush of his tongue against her clit sent an electric wave of pleasure through her body and she arched against him. Pushing her hips to the table, he spread her wide and lapped at her needy flesh.

  Lucas released her nipple with a pop and nuzzled her ear. “You smell so good.”

  Noah pumped two fingers into her aching pussy while Lucas murmured to her. “That’s nothing compared to how she tastes.”

  “I want a turn,” Quinn said. “I want to eat you ’til you come.”

  Her tummy fluttered with anticipation. “It probably won’t take much,” she groaned. She was so damn close.

  He took her nipple again while Noah slicked another finger with her juices and stroked it along the cleft of her ass. Repeating the motion, he pushed gently at her anus. It was all the stimulation she needed. Sensation washed over her in a sharp burst of color as the release traveled in waves through her trembling body.

  “So fucking beautiful,” Lucas whispered in her ear.

  “God, yes,” Noah breathed against her cunt.

  Her heart twisted at the longing she imagined in his voice.

  Noah moved to stand at her head. She reached out and ran a hand over his bare stomach, down over the thick ridge of his cock. Grabbing his waistband, she pulled him closer and fumbled with his button and zipper until she freed his rock hard shaft. She stroked him firmly, twisting her hand up and down the length of his erection, urging him nearer to her mouth.

  His breath caught when she swiped her tongue over his head and he stepped closer. She took him deeper as he twisted her nipple, tugging and pinching, causing her arch into his touch.

  Reaching out with her other hand, she stroked it over Lucas’ ass as he continued to torment her nipple. He opened his jeans for her and she tugged them down and caressed his bare skin. He shuddered as she slid her fingers between his legs and cupped his balls.

  She released Noah’s cock and turned toward the other man. She gripped his heavy cock and brought the thick head to her mouth before she noticed the three heavy studs piercing him from top to bottom. Her pussy clenched as she imagined those steel balls sliding in and out off her body. Holding him tightly, she swirled her tongue around his head, lapping up the sticky precum before taking him as far down her throat as possible. She swirled her tongue over and around the metal studs as he fucked in and out of her mouth.

  Reaching out blindly, she grabbed for Noah’s cock. With one in each hand, she alternated sucking one thick shaft after the other—drawing on them while they slid across her lips and tongue.

  Quinn’s warm breath bathed her pussy as he slid both hands under her ass, lifting her to his lips. He nudged her thighs farther apart and they fell completely open, baring her cunt to everyone in the room. Unlike the slow build-up she was used to with Noah, he buried his face in her folds, tasting her thoroughly, licking her from top to bottom. She wanted to thrust against his mouth, but she couldn’t get any leverage with her ass raised off the table.

  Noah and Lucas continued to pluck her nipples and caress her breasts. While she sucked Noah’s cock, Lucas dragged his shaft over the aching bud closest to him. The steel balls rasped across her swollen flesh. She screamed around Noah’s flesh as he did it again and again, hot precum leaking onto her over-sensitized skin.

  “Christ,” Noah groaned as he watched, mesmerized. He twisted her other nipple faster and tried to pull from her mouth. “I can’t hold back.”

  She held him firmly, refusing to release him as the other two men worked her body into a desperate frenzy. His cock jerked in her mouth and he flooded her throat with hot splashes of cum. She swallowed him down, holding his gaze the entire time.

  Quinn lifted her higher off the table and sucked her clit between his lips, flicking it furiously with his tongue. Lucas continued to torment her nipple as her back arched, her limbs trembling. As if from a great distance, she heard her keening cries, repeating Noah’s name over and over as her arousal coiled like a rope in her womb. The rope snapped and liquid fire raced through her veins, leaving her out of breath and trembling. Slowly Quinn lowered her to the table and leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on the skin above her mound.

  Had anything ever felt that good? Having Noah buried inside her had, she admitted, but not much else. She was almost afraid to open her eyes—afraid to see if they viewed her differently somehow now that she’d participated in a foursome. She looked at Lucas first. He just watched her hungrily while he absently stroked his still hard cock. Quinn stood and loomed over her from the edge of the table, his cock tenting his pajama pants, a wet spot on the fabric.

  Hesitantly, she turned to Noah. His cock was nearly hard again and he watched her with hooded eyes, his thoughts impossible to read. He walked around the table and she pushed up on her elbows, following his movement. Shouldering Quinn out of the way, he pulled her toward him. He lifted her in his arms and she wrapped her legs around his waist to keep her balance. Her wet pussy slid against his rock hard stomach.

  Pulling her closer, he brushed his lips across her ear. “We’re not even close to done, yet.”

  Anticipation and a healthy dose of anxiety slithered through her as Noah carried her to his room, the other guys hard on his heels. With one hand cupping her ass and the other tangled in her hair at the nape of her neck, Noah kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep in her mouth.

  Still kissing her, he laid her on the bed, pressing her into the mattress. He thrust his cock through her slick folds, the engorged head brushing over her clit. He did it repeatedly while she arched against him, mindless with need, desperate to have his cock—hell, any of their cocks inside her. She thought of Lucas’ piercings and her pussy clenched hungrily.

  Noah broke the kiss and rested his forehead on hers. “On your knees, Goldilocks.”

  The gravelly arousal in his voice scraped along her nerve endings, leaving her raw and aching.

  He rose and she realized that she lay on her back, naked, surrounded by three aroused, nearly naked men who all wanted the same thing—her. She was certain they’d react that way to any naked woman willing to take them all on at once, but it didn’t lessen her excited anticipation.

  Rolling to her side, she raised herself on hands and knees, glancing over her shoulder at Noah. Sure that he was watching, she spread her legs wider, exposing herself completely to him and the other men.

  “Fuck, that’s
hot.”

  She had no idea who said it, nor did she care.

  Noah smoothed his hand over her ass before smacking it sharply. Her breath caught in her throat, and he did it again, rubbing his hand over the rapidly warming area. Her pussy moistened with increased arousal as his hand fell repeatedly. She’d had a boyfriend who’d been into spanking, but it had never turned her on like this did.

  Quinn moved to stand behind her and drew a finger through her gathering cream. “If anyone gets to paddle her ass, it should be me. After all, she did run me over.”

  A whimper escaped her parted lips.

  “You deserved it,” Lucas laughed. The laughter faded as he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “Whether she deserves it or not, it definitely looks like she wants it.”

  She felt a disturbance in the air behind her as Quinn’s hand rose. Soon after, she felt the stinging contact as blow after blow rained down on her ass. She couldn’t predict where or when he’d strike, or if he’d smack her pussy in the process. The occasional sharp taps against her swollen flesh drove her hunger higher. She needed one of the men inside her. Soon.

  She had no idea how long the slaps continued. Her head sank to the mattress while her ass remained up in the air. The sharp swats morphed from a stinging pain to a tingling pleasure as the sensation blanketed her. The pleasure intensified as Quinn rubbed the palm of his hand onto burning flesh of her bottom. When he bent to drag open-mouthed kisses over the heated area, it was too much. She cried out.

  Noah dragged a finger along the cleft of her ass and circled her anus, teasing the tender flesh. Her pussy fluttered with each stroke, protesting its emptiness. A chilly substance covered her, and Noah’s callused finger prodded the tight opening, working its way inside, creating an unfamiliar pressure.

  “Relax,” he soothed her. “I promise that you’re going to feel nothing but pleasure.”

  He added a second finger, and the pressure became more intense. Just as quickly, it turned to something else. Something darker that made her ache for more. Scissoring his fingers apart, he stretched her for the fucking that was sure to come.

  A condom flew over her head toward Lucas and Quinn’s outstretched hands. Lucas caught it. She shivered at the thought of Lucas’ pierced cock sliding in and out of her body.

  She met his gaze as he tore open the packet. “Hurry,” she whispered, her voice raw.

  He muttered something, but it was more growl than intelligible language. For the first time since Noah had told her the truth about his family, it really hit her that these men she was about to sleep with were far more than human. Maybe it was the bump on the head or the crazed need to have Noah inside her earlier, but it hadn’t really registered then. Now she felt a trickle of unease. It was silly. She trusted these men—trusted them at a soul deep level. Besides, if they’d wanted to hurt her, they’d had plenty of opportunity to do so long before now. The only thing she really needed to worry about was appeasing the carnal need that shook her from the inside out.

  Noah placed a tender kiss in the center of her back. “If you aren’t okay with this, we don’t have to do it.”

  She dropped her head, unable to continue looking Lucas and Quinn in the eyes. “I want to.”

  “Thank God,” Lucas said. “I was afraid I’d have to spend some alone time with my hand.”

  She snorted and met his gaze. “I’d hate to be the cause of that.” Her smile faded. She watched mesmerized as he rolled the condom over his thick length. The latex clung to the steel balls on either side of his piercings. He laid next to her on the edge of the bed and urged her straddle him.

  Noah removed his fingers as she lifted her leg over Lucas’ prone body and settled herself over the wide head of his cock. Reaching between her legs, she positioned him where she wanted him before easing down his engorged shaft. Each of the metal studs dragged deliciously along her sensitized channel, sending unbelievable striations of pleasure shooting through her.

  Lucas groaned. “So. Damn. Tight.”

  She shuddered at the savage rapture in his voice as she took him to the hilt.

  Splaying his hands over her hips, he lifted her, sliding her up the length of his cock before yanking her back down. The sensation of the piercings was no less intense this time. She wanted more.

  Noah slid his fingers along the cleft of her ass until he caressed the tender tissues that engulfed the other man’s cock. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured. “So tight around him. I love the way your pussy stretches to take all of him.”

  “Not as much as I do,” Lucas groaned.

  As if jealous, Noah growled. Lucas simply thrust harder. Every pass of the steel studs through her channel caused her to ripple and clench around him.

  “That’s right,” Noah said. “Let him fill you. Let him make you come.” He continued to stroke the outside of her quivering pussy, speeding up to match Lucas’ frenzied lunges.

  Noah’s gentle touch along with his roughly whispered words pushed her over the edge and she clamped around Lucas’ cock as an earth-shattering release rolled through her. Shaking, she slumped onto Lucas’ chest. He ran soothing hands over her back as she caught her breath.

  “That was amazing,” he whispered in her ear.

  Behind her, she heard the sound of tearing foil and the snap of latex. Noah’s heavily lubed cock prodded her rear entrance. Nervousness coiled in her belly as he dropped tender kisses along the line of her spine.

  “Just breathe,” Noah said. “We’ll take care of the rest.”

  She melted against Lucas while Noah slowly pushed past the tight ring of muscles. The pressure increased until she thought she’d split apart, but her body relaxed, quickly growing accustomed to the double penetration. She squirmed between them, wishing someone would move besides her.

  If she could have caught her breath, she might have laughed. Before last night, she’d quietly lusted for Noah, never imagining she have more than a five minute conversation with him let alone experience him fucking her until she came sobbing his name. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever conceive of Noah and another man filling her at the same time. And she’d certainly never envisioned a third man watching them while he eagerly stroked his cock.

  Quinn climbed on the bed and knelt before them. His cock tented his pants and the wet spot that had been there before was larger. Cupping her face, he bent to kiss her, capturing her lips with a desperate kind of urgency. He delved into her mouth at the same time Lucas lifted his hips, pushing his cock deeper inside her.

  A starburst of sensation tingled to life within her and she moaned. Quinn caught the sound in his mouth as he kissed her harder. Lucas settled his hands on her hips and gently slid her forward up the length of his cock, the piercings catching and stroking along her snug channel. The compulsion to move with him gripped her and she pushed against his shoulders, slamming herself down his thick shaft.

  Her breath fled from her lungs as Noah began to move in counterpoint to Lucas’ measured thrusts. The satiny glide of their hard, muscular bodies against her softness sent every nerve ending she had into hyper-awareness. Each brush of Noah’s hair across her shoulders, each heated puff of Lucas’ breath on her neck wound her arousal tighter as slick skin slid against slick skin.

  Gwen’s nipples had tightened into aching peaks that scraped across Lucas’ chest with every merciless thrust. Both cocks throbbed inside her as they pistoned in and out of her eager body. She whimpered for more. Breaking the kiss with Quinn, she urged him to his knees as lifted a hand from Lucas’ shoulder and tugged at the drawstring of his brother’s pants. Freeing his erection, she grasped the base and pulled him to her lips. He pushed the fabric further down his thighs. Huge purple and blue bruises stood out against his skin. Guilt swamped her. She’d caused that damage. Pulling him closer, she placed gentle kisses over the injured area. His cock jerked every time her lips touched him.

  He slid his fingers through her hair, shoving the loose strands out of her fac
e. Whether it was to make sucking his cock easier for her or make watching her easier for him, she didn’t know. She swirled her tongue around the damp head as he tightened his grip in her hair.

  Noah groaned above her, his lips at her ear. “Take him deeper. Take him all the way.”

  She lifted her chest to get a better grip on Quinn. Lucas took that opportunity to pinch her nipples, twisting them sharply between his thumbs and forefingers. Her keening cry was muffled by Quinn’s cock.

  “I’m not going to last,” he groaned. “You feel too good.”

  She stroked the base of his shaft, keeping time with the rhythmic pull of her lips. His fingers spasmed in her hair as he thrust faster, fucking her mouth.

  “Oh God, Gwen. I—” Whatever he’d planned to say was lost. His head tipped back, exposing his tightly corded neck. His Adam’s apple bobbed fiercely as he tried to hold on, but he couldn’t. With a hoarse shout, he spilled hot and thick down her throat.

  Both Noah and Lucas drove deeper and harder. Any sense of rhythm they’d had, of give and take, evaporated when Quinn came. They clung to her as they pounded into her, their hands rough on her body, their breath hot against her skin. She didn’t care. Reckless and needy, she loved the way they fucked her breathless. She wanted it to go on forever.

  Her clit ground against Lucas’ pubis with every stroke to her ass. Electric shivers shot through her pussy. She tried to prolong the contact. Lucas tugged at her nipples, and she rode the sharp edge between pleasure and pain.

  Noah wrapped her hair around his fist and tugged her head back. “Make this good for her,” he said to the other man. “Pinch her nipples. Twist them.”

  His lips coasted across her ear. “I want you to come harder than you’ve ever come before. Can you do that for me?”

  She nodded drunkenly. She was drowning in a sea of sensation. Every thrust, every counterthrust, blurred together to create a kaleidoscope of overwhelming pleasure. The spiral of need that twisted in her abdomen knotted, the ends fraying.