Her Three Entrepreneurs [The Hot Millionaires #8]

by Zara Chase

  “Hi,” he said, breaking the kiss and smiling at her. “Welcome to the family.”

  “I like the way you guys make a girl feel welcome,” she said, running her fingers through his hair, her face flushed, eyes sparkling.

  Hell, Dex thought, she might be new to all this, but she’s a fast learner and doesn’t seem to suffer from embarrassment. He ran a hand up her bare thigh and worked his way beneath her excuse for a skirt, only briefly allowing his fingers to touch her pussy. She squeaked a protest when he removed them.

  “All in good time,” he said, chuckling. “You had Bay yesterday, Marty this afternoon, and now you can’t wait for my cock. Is that right?”

  “Yes,” she said, lowering her eyes. “I’m not sure what that says about me.”

  “It says that you’re just exploring all the things you should have done years ago when you were too busy with your grandfather’s affairs to have the time.” He smiled at her. “In other words, you’re completely normal.”

  “Perhaps I never met anyone I wanted to experiment with.”

  “Well, now you’ve got three of us, honey, and we’re ready to teach you anything you need to know.”

  Dex bent his head and suckled one of her rock-solid nipples through her bra. She moaned, loving it. Dex lifted her from his lap, unzipped, and sighed with relief when his erection finally sprang free from the constraints of his jeans. He fisted his cock, a tiny speck of pre-cum glistening on its head and a thick vein pulsating down its length.

  “That’s for you, babe.”

  She eyed him with some trepidation. “How come the three of you are all so enormous?”

  He chuckled. “You’re sure good for a guy’s ego.”

  “No, but you are.”

  “We aim to please.”

  Dex patted the couch on either side of his thighs and she straddled him without hesitation, bunching her Lycra skirt around her waist in order to do so. He slipped the head of his cock straight into her entrance. She was dripping wet, more than ready for him. No foreplay. There would be plenty of time for games later. Guiding her by her hips, he lowered her onto him and thrust himself all the way home with a sharp upward motion of his hips.

  “Christ, you’re tight,” he said, closing his eyes, conscious of her expanding to accommodate him.

  “That feels heavenly,” she said, slowly rising and falling on his cock, taking him a little deeper each time.

  Dex reached for her tits but didn’t remove the bra. He liked fucking with clothes on. Besides, he had no intention of coming inside her without a condom. He had other ideas. But first, she needed to climax. He bit down on one of her nipples, causing her to cry out. He increased the strength of his upward thrusts, reaching a hand between them to agitate her clit. She screamed.

  “Dex, I can’t hold it.”

  “Then I’ll punish you for that later,” he said, his voice gravelly with passion. “Right now you need to come for me, babe.”

  “I am, I…oh God, here it comes! Fuck me, Dex. Give me it hard.”

  She threw her head back, her long hair tickling his thighs as she closed around his cock, riding it like it was an out-of-control stallion that needed to be taught who was in charge. He felt a tremor run through her body as it pulsated wildly, her breasts rubbing against his shirted chest as she bounced up and down in time to his upward thrusts. It seemed like an eternity before she collapsed against him, finally spent.

  “Thank you,” she said, so primly that he laughed aloud.

  “My pleasure,” he said, kissing her. “Or yours. Now it’s my turn. Marty, as you know by now, is a tits man. Bay, well, he kinda likes a cute backside, whereas I prefer face fucking.”

  “Face fucking?”

  He tipped her off his lap, pulled his jeans and shirt off, and splayed his legs. “On your knees, babe,” he said, holding his cock at its base.

  “Ah, I see.”

  She slid between his legs and wrapped her fingers around his erection. Appearing to think about it, she let it go again and instead placed her hands on either side of her large breasts, squashing it between them. She moved her chest up and down, rubbing his cock so hard that he almost lost control. Each time its head emerged from between her tits she flicked her tongue playfully across it. Dex threw his head back and groaned. The little witch was teasing him, which would earn her a good spanking later on. Right now he had other priorities.

  “Eat it,” he said curtly, slapping her hands away from her tits.

  She smiled up at him and wrapped her lips round his dick, sliding it in and out of her mouth and playing with his loaded balls with one hand. He was on fire and pumped himself deeper into her mouth, unable to get enough of her.

  “That’s it, babe. You’ve got it all now. Suck it deep, honey. Run your sweet lips over it and make me come for you.”

  She obediently sucked harder, darting her tongue across the slit in its head until he thought he might lose it then and there. Dex didn’t want to come yet—he wanted to enjoy this torture for a bit longer—but wasn’t sure if he could hold on. Something told him that Athena hadn’t done this too often before, but she was a natural at it, seeming to know exactly how much pressure to exert and when and where to introduce her tongue.

  Dex groaned, lifting his hips in an effort to fuck her mouth deeper still. She accommodated him somehow, increasing the pressure on his balls as she did so.

  “Christ, I can’t hold on!” Dex was consumed with a combination of agony and ecstasy as he desperately tried to make it last longer. But it was no good. It was a battle he was never going to win. “Here it comes, babe. I’m fucking your face now. Swallow it down for me.”

  He swore at her, reaching down to slap her butt as he thrust an endless stream of sperm into her mouth. She swallowed it, her throat working hard to keep up with the supply, sucking it out of him until he was completely dry.

  “Wow,” he said inadequately. He pulled her up from the floor and back into his arms, where he cradled her protectively against his chest. “You’re damned good at that.”

  “Glad you approve.”

  “She put on quite a show.”

  Dex looked up, unsurprised to see Bay and Marty leaning against the doorjamb.

  “Shall we take this upstairs?” Bay suggested.

  Chapter Twelve

  Athena, her body still reacting to the climax Dex had given her, didn’t think she had enough strength left to walk up the stairs unaided. The problem was solved for her when Marty swept her into his arms and carried her up like she weighed nothing at all.

  “Hey,” she said, laughing. “I could get used to this sort of service.”

  Bay and Dex, following them up the stairs, merely laughed. Marty carried her not to her own room but to the one she had shared with Bay the night before. Obviously, some preplanning had gone into this. Marty put her down at the side of the bed and told her to sit. Her silly skirt was bunched up round her waist, completely revealing her naked lower half. Her bra and shoes were still in place. She obediently sat, waiting to see what would happen next. Unsurprisingly, Bay took control.

  “Sweetheart, if you don’t want to do this, now’s the time to say so.”

  “I do, I think.”

  “You think?” Dex queried.

  “I’m not sure what you have in mind.”

  “What we have in mind is to transport you to places you’ve never been to before and to give you pleasure beyond your wildest imagination.”

  She licked her lips. “Sounds good to me.”

  “But there are rules,” Bay reminded her.

  “I know. I have to do whatever you say, and I’m not allowed to speak.”

  “That’s right.” Bay nodded his approval. Marty and Dex grinned theirs. “There are others, too, that you’ll pick up along the way. The important thing to remember is that we’re in charge. Our intention isn’t to hurt you, and if we do, or you want to stop at any time, just say no and we’ll quit.”

  Athena glanced from one of
them to the next. Dex was still gloriously naked, following their sex fest in the lounge. His chest was as broad as Bay’s and Marty’s, and he was the proud owner of an impressive six-pack. His expression softened as her glance fell on him and was slow to move away. Bay and Marty were still fully clothed, but she figured that situation would change pretty soon, once she’d given them the green light. The room felt overfull, with three such tall hunks crowding it, exuding testosterone and enough masculine supremacy to make her weep with pleasure. That all three of them wanted to fuck her was something she found hard to compute. Surely they could do a hell of a lot better. You didn’t get many such prime alpha males to the pound in this part of the world, and half the female population of southern England would cream their panties at the mere sight of them. She ought to know.

  “I’m willing to play,” she said, fixing each of them in turn with an earnest gaze.

  “Thank God for that!” Dex said, making them all laugh when he expelled a huge sigh of relief.

  “Let’s make absolutely sure she knows what she’s in for,” Marty said.

  Bay nodded and he and Marty stripped off their clothes. She was now confronted with three very seriously aroused hunks and was even more anxious to get the party started.

  “What do I have to do?” she asked.

  “Take your clothes off,” Bay instructed.

  She did as he asked but kept her shoes on and stood in front of them, one hand on a hip, defying them to find fault with her less-than-perfect body. Apparently none of them did. Instead they smiled as one, and Bay reached into a very large bag that she’d only just noticed on the floor beside him.

  “Come here,” he said.

  She walked slowly toward him, still awkward in shoes she hadn’t worn for months. He had what looked like a studded dog’s collar in his hand, which he fastened round her neck.

  “This means you belong to us,” he explained. “You’ll wear it all the time you’re in a bedroom with one of us. Do you understand?”

  “Yes.”

  Athena was conscious of her pussy leaking like mad again, just in response to his stern instruction and the unholy light in his eye when he looked down at her. The collar felt strange, but sexy, too. She rather liked wearing it.

  “You understand that we shall be punishing you, don’t you?” Bay asked.

  You had damned well better! “Yes, I haven’t behaved well, so I deserve to be chastised.”

  The three guys looked at one another, eyebrows raised. “She’s a quick study, I’ll give her that,” Dex said, admiration in his tone.

  All three of them sat on a couch and left her standing in front of them. “How would you like to be punished?” Marty asked.

  “That’s for you gentlemen to decide.”

  “No, Athena, it isn’t,” Bay said firmly. “We asked you a question, and what do you do when we ask you something?”

  “Answer you truthfully, sir.”

  “That’s right. So, how would you like to be punished?”

  Athena licked her lips. Was this a trick question? If she told the truth, explained what she had enjoyed most in her limited career as a sub, would they punish her by withholding it? Only one way to find out.

  “I’d like to be tied up and spanked,” she said, addressing the comment to her feet.

  “Would you now?” She could hear the smile in Bay’s voice, along with a smug edge of satisfaction. “We’ll have to see what we can do about that. Go and lie facedown on the bed. Keep your shoes on.”

  Athena did so, almost panting with impatience. Dex hovered above her. He fastened what seemed to be fluffy handcuffs to her wrists and then attached them to the headboard. After that he dropped his head beyond her sideways vision. She assumed it was he who then trailed hot, wet kisses down her spine and across her buttocks. She wiggled against his lips and received a sharp tap for her trouble.

  “Keep still!”

  “Up on your knees, Athena,” Bay’s voice said. She felt the bed dip, presumably when he sat on it. “I have a riding crop here, and I’m gonna paddle your sweet ass with it. You ready?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Then ask me nicely.”

  “Please spank me, sir. I’ve been really bad.”

  “What did you do that was so bad?”

  “I fucked all three of you in the same day.”

  “Hmm, that’s a really naughty thing to have done.”

  “I know.”

  “Anything else?”

  “Yes, I keep fantasising about your huge cocks. I want you all to fuck me again.”

  “Outrageous,” Dex said, laughter in his voice.

  “Can’t have her making requests like that,” Marty agreed. “You’d best spank some respect into her, Bay.”

  Bay brought the crop down lightly over her buttocks. Her whole body jerked, setting her tits swaying.

  “Christ,” Marty said. “Those fucking tits will be the death of me.”

  “There are worse ways to go,” Dex said, laughing.

  The crop came down a second time, then a third, just a little harder. The tingling pain slowly transmuted to pleasure. Athena groaned, unable to keep completely still when it swirled through her body and pooled in her pussy. She really needed to be fucked again and wondered which of her hunky studs would do the honours.

  The spanking stopped as abruptly as it had started. A howl of protest slipped past her lips.

  “I think she enjoyed that, Bay,” Marty said.

  “She’s a greedy little madam,” Dex said. “She’s already had all our cocks at least once in the last twenty-four hours, but it seems it’s not enough for her.”

  “Turn onto your back, Athena,” Bay said. “Those restraints will swivel with you.”

  She did as instructed, to be confronted by three handsome, unsmiling faces, all looking down at her like she’d disappointed them in some way. Marty held something in his hand.

  “Know what these are?” She shook her head. “These, baby girl, are nipple clamps, and they will blow your mind.”

  Marty applied something cool to her nipples. “Lube,” he explained. Then he carefully attached one of the clamps. “It cuts off the blood supply and increases the sensation,” he said, running his tongue across the nipple he’d just clamped and making her squirm with the violence of her reaction. “Like that?”

  “I love it.”

  He chuckled. “Now there’s a surprise.”

  He carefully attached the other one and tugged gently on the chain that connected them to each other. “How’s that?”

  She squirmed. “Sublime!”

  Marty attached another chain to her collar. “Now you have to keep absolutely still while I fuck your sweet pussy and Dex gives you another face-fucking,” he said. “If you jerk your head back, that chain will tug on the clamps.”

  “Sounds good to me.”

  All three men roared with laughter. “It’s supposed to teach you discipline.”

  Athena didn’t care about that. She was more interested in the fucking that Marty had just threatened her with.

  “Not yet,” Bay said, chuckling. “Turn on your side.”

  She did as he asked and felt something cool shooting between her buttocks. When a large hand rubbed it in she surmised that it must be more lube.

  “You agreed to take it up the ass, remember,” Bay’s voice said soothingly from behind her. “You still wanna do that?”

  “Absolutely.”

  “Don’t think there’s much she isn’t prepared to try, Bay,” Marty said.

  “You’ve got that dead right,” Bay agreed.

  Athena tensed when she felt something poking at her anus.

  “Relax, sweetheart,” Bay said. “Let me in with my finger. You won’t regret it.”

  Athena tried to not think about it. She wanted to do this, really she did, but it was going to hurt. She was sure of that. She forgot about Bay’s finger when Marty’s tongue fell upon her clamped nipples and his fingers sought out her cl
it. She pushed her hips against his fingers, hot and desperate to come, unconsciously thrusting against Bay’s fingers each time she rocked backward. She barely noticed when one of his fingers, and then another, slid inside her. Suddenly pleasure washed through her like a mini tornado. She’d just come and none of them were even fucking her—not properly. Hell, this was fun!

  Bay’s fingers fell away and she immediately missed them.

  “I’m gonna put in a butt plug,” he told her, kissing and nipping at her buttocks. “It’ll distend you and make you ready for my cock later.”

  “All right,” she said breathlessly. “You’re the boss.”

  “Too right I am.”

  She felt something cool slide into her anus and instinctively fought against it. Bay’s hand tapping her thigh stilled her.

  “Relax,” he said. “I promise you it’ll be worth it.”

  His voice reassured her. She let her taut muscles go and felt something long delve into her backside.

  “There we go,” Bay said. “How does that feel, babe?”

  “Strange, but kind of nice, too.”

  “That’s good. Now turn onto your back. Marty and Dex have got two cocks that need your full attention.”

  They’ve got it!

  “Spread your legs for me,” Marty said, crawling onto the bed and settling himself between them. “That’s it. You’re so goddamned gorgeous. It’s a sin leaving you buried here in the country.”

  She sensed Dex at the side of her face, already knowing what he was doing there. He tapped his erection against her mouth and she opened right up for him, sucking him deep inside.

  “That’s it, darlin’, eat it for me.”

  She heard a packet being ripped open. The next moment the tip of Marty’s cock, protected by a condom, slipped into her cunt. Then he withdrew it again. Damn it, he was teasing her! Athena was in no mood to wait. She forgot all about being obedient as she tried to wiggle lower down the bed, anxious for more of his mammoth prick. The chain tugged painfully on her nipples, halting her in her tracks.

  “You have to keep completely still,” Marty scolded. “Concentrate on sucking Dex’s cock and leave me to fuck your cunt.”