He moved back and stood, careful of his sensitive cock. He took it in his hand, trying to ease some of the ache. He needed inside Sam now before he exploded like a teenager. He was holding on to his control by a thread, and it wasn’t going to take much to set him off.
“Move up the bed, pet,” he said. “Sam, I want you to straddle Cody and take him in your pussy.”
“But he isn’t hard,” Sam said.
“I will be,” Cody replied and shuffled up the bed.
He was already starting to harden and grow. The man had an impossible recovery time.
Sam’s eyes almost bugged out of her head. Troy laughed and went to grab the condoms from his bag. Sam would have to get used to Cody and his insatiable cock. Troy was looking forward to each and every time they had to take care of their sub.
* * * *
Sam straddled Cody’s thighs and looked down at his semi-hard cock. Cody was like a randy teenager. He always ready to go and never needed to slow down. Not that Sam was going to complain. Cody was hot and made her body tingle to get her hands on him.
Now he was laid out beneath her like a Christmas buffet, and she could touch him to her heart’s content. He had his arms behind his head and looked up at Sam with hooded eyes. His shaggy hair was sticking up in all directions, giving him a sexy, disheveled look.
“Get him hard, baby,” Troy said, walking back into the room. “You will need to put this on him.”
“No glove, no love, ha,” Cody said.
Sam picked up the condom that Troy threw on the bed next to her thigh.
“Not yet anyway,” Sam said. “That is a discussion for a future date.”
Troy placed the rest of the condoms on her nightstand. She looked at the long row. She wouldn’t be getting much sleep if they were any indication of the night to come.
She palmed Cody’s length, gently working him in her hand. It didn’t take her long to get Cody hard again, and using her teeth, she ripped open the packet and then used her hand to roll the latex over his mushroom head and down his stalk.
“I can’t wait until I can be inside your pussy with nothing between us,” Cody said.
“But you can wait to have me now?” Sam asked.
She leaned forward and laid fluttering kisses along his smooth chest. When she reached his little brown disk, she took it in her mouth and gently bit down. Cody cried out, making Sam smile evilly while she used her tongue to soothe the pain.
“No,” he answered. “Please. I need to be inside you.”
“That’s more like it.” Sam shuffled forward and used her hand to line Cody’s cock up with her channel. She slowly sank down on his length, working him inside her tight muscles.
He felt enormous but so good as her muscles stretched to accommodate his girth. Her ass soon rested against his thighs, his cock filling her up and his coarse pubic hair tickling her clit. She restlessly moved his length inside her while rubbing her bud against him. She threw her head back and moaned at the wonderful sensation swarming her body.
“Sit still, baby,” Troy said, getting on the bed behind her. ‘She had almost forgotten he was there. He had been so quiet watching her work Cody into her body for the first time. “Lean down and rest your chest on Cody’s. It will make it easier to prepare you.”
Sam did as she was asked and rested her chest against Cody’s. It poked her ass out and squashed her breasts in between their bodies. Her hard nipples rubbed, making her wiggle around.
Troy moved in between Cody’s legs, and Sam felt his hand run down her spine and across her ass cheek. She sucked in a breath as he gently started to pull the plug from her body, moving it in and out before taking it out completely.
She heard a cap pop and felt the cold gel squirt on to her puckered entrance.
“You have an amazing ass, baby,” Troy said, slipping one long finger into her. “I love how your little hole opens up and welcomes me.”
Sam shivered as her ass accepted his finger and her nerve endings came to life. It felt so good to have her pussy stretched and filled while someone played with her ass. She felt naughty and dirty, and it was delicious.
She was still a little apprehensive about how it would feel to have such a large cock in her much smaller rear entrance, but she trusted Troy and wanted to feel all three of them connected.
“That feels so good,” she told them.
“Kiss me while Troy plays,” Cody said.
“Getting a bit bossy there, sub,” Sam said and squeezed her internal muscles around his length.
Cody moaned and panted. “Don’t do that,” he told her. “I won’t last. It feels too good.”
Sam wrapped her arms around Cody’s neck and took his mouth with her own. She plastered their mouths together and thrust her tongue inside. The kiss was passionate and made her brain go fuzzy with desire.
She was losing control, and for the first time in a long while, she didn’t mind. She could let Troy take the reins and get lost in the flames inside her that Cody and Troy had fuelled.
Troy stretched and worked her back passage, adding fingers and scissoring them until Sam thought she would self-combust if he didn’t stop soon. Her body was primed and singing with desire and a need so strong she felt as though she was going to pass out.
“Please,” she begged. “No more. I need you.”
“You’re ready, baby,” Troy told her. “Relax your muscles and let me in.”
Sam felt Troy line the head of his cock up with her stretched and lubed hole and slowly start to push in. She panted and wiggled, not sure if she was trying to get away or move closer to the battering ram working its way inside her.
“Hold still,” Troy said. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s too big,” Sam protested. “It won’t fit.”
Sam’s passage burned as her muscles stretched around his invading cock. She was suddenly having second thoughts and was starting to panic. It was too big, too much, and she didn’t know if she could take it.
“Shh,” Troy soothed, rubbing his hand along her spine. “Just relax. It will fit. I won’t hurt you. I promise. I would never hurt you. You can take me. Push back against me. “
Sam relaxed and rested her head on Cody’s chest. She pushed back against Troy, and his large head popped through her tight ring and slid inside. His head rubbed against her sensitive nerves, and Sam moaned in pleasure.
She felt so full with two cocks inside her, and while it was a strange sensation, Sam decided that she liked it. It made her feel connected to her men in ways that she had never felt before and wondered if they felt a similar connection to her and each other.
“Please,” Sam said, lifting her chest away from Cody’s and wiggling between them. “I need you to move.”
“Fuck,” Troy swore. “Just give me a minute. You are squeezing me so tight.”
Sam couldn’t wait and wiggled again. Cody whimpered beneath her, and Troy groaned.
“You asked for it, baby,” Troy said and started to move inside her.
Cody matched his rhythm, and they worked their lengths in time. In and out, over and over, Troy and Cody pleasured her with their cocks. Sam panted between them and closed her eyes as pleasure took over her body.
“I can feel you,” Cody said to Troy. “I can feel your cock rubbing against mine. It feels incredible.”
Sam whimpered as Cody thrust back inside her pussy and Troy pulled back. Cody was touching parts of her body that had lain dormant for years while Troy introduced her to nerve endings that she didn’t even know existed, and her body loved it.
“She feels amazing,” Troy answered before addressing her. “Lean back. I want to play with your nipples.”
Troy helped Sam lift up, and then he wrapped his arms around her body to cup her large breasts. He squeezed and tugged on her nipples, adding another feeling to her already sensitive body.
“You are so warm and snug,” Cody said, grabbing onto her waist and driving his hips up.
Sam c
ould do nothing more than groan between them as they used her body for their mutual pleasure.
They were driving her closer and closer to orgasm. Her body almost hurt with need. She wasn’t going to last much longer as they continued to pump in and out of her pussy and ass.
“Please,” Sam said. “So close.”
“Play with her clit,” Troy said. “Send her over.”
“Yes, Sir,” Cody said. “My pleasure.”
It was going to be her pleasure too. She bit her lip when Cody rubbed his thumb across her angry little bud. It was throbbing for attention, and the moment he touched it, Sam wanted to scream out in pleasure.
“Yes,” she cried. “Yes. God, yes.”
Sam couldn’t hold back any longer, and when Cody thrust into her pussy again and pressed down on her clit, Sam lost it. Her muscles tightened around her men’s lengths, and she screamed out as ecstasy stormed through her body.
Cody shouted as he filled the condom, ramming into her pussy. Troy soon followed and grunted behind her, filling her back passage with warm heat.
Wave after wave of pleasure made her belly churn and her brain shut down. Nothing existed but her men and the pleasure of her release. She rode out her orgasm until nothing was left and then slumped down onto Cody’s chest.
“Fuck yeah,” Cody said beneath her. “I’m never moving again.”
“It wasn’t bad,” Sam teased.
“I can’t even be bothered taking exception to that,” Troy said. His head rested along her back, his body wrapped around hers protectively.
They lay in a pile, panting and trying to catch their breaths until the cold started to creep in. She moaned when Troy pulled from her body and left the bed.
“I’ll get something to clean us up, and then we can go to sleep,” he told her.
She grunted a response and closed her eyes. She couldn’t move even if she wanted too. That had been some mind-blowing sex, and she knew she would be walking funny tomorrow.
Troy and Cody had changed her world when they had roared into her life, and Sam knew she was never going to be the same. It wasn’t just the sex, though that played a big part of it. Her men were everything she had ever wanted, and even though she had never pictured herself with a more dominant partner than herself, she was starting to see the benefits.
It didn’t make her any less dominant, and it didn’t make her weak. It gave her freedom to top Cody and let someone take care of her at the same time. Sam wasn’t a switch. Troy’s dominance was subtle and more of a partnership. The only difference was Troy was the head of the trio. Oh, it didn’t make sense and was hard to explain, even to herself, but it worked for them, and that was all that mattered.
Sam sighed and let her thoughts drift. She didn’t know what the future would bring, but for now, she was exactly where she wanted to be.
Chapter Twelve
Cody walked past the diner on his way back to Sam’s boutique. He had just been to the repair shop to tell him to stop working on his car. He’d given in and let Troy and Sam lend him the money to buy a new car.
Sam was going to take the weekend off, and the three of them were going to head over to Helena, not only to look at cars but to also sightsee and spend alone time together.
Not that they hadn’t been alone and humping like rabbits for the last week and a half. The only time they had come up for air was for Sam to work in her shop and the night Emily and her men had come over to check on Sam.
Emily, Wolf, and Hawk had complained that they hadn’t seen her all week and were getting worried. Sam usually went to the bakery at least once a day and hadn’t gone in at all this week. The jokes from the not-too-serious Hawk had come hard and fast once Wolf had decided that Sam was in good hands and that they weren’t abusing her trust.
Cody smiled as he remembered how easily Troy had taken the grilling from Wolf. Troy had explained to Cody later that they were Sam’s friends and he would do the same if someone had started spending as much time with one of his close friends as they had with Sam. He wanted to be a permanent part of her life, and that meant passing the friend test.
Cody had been excited. He wasn’t sure when they had decided to make this a permanent arrangement, but they had all started talking in the long term and about the future.
Cody had to get to Seattle and sort out his new job and collect his things before heading back to Merricks. Sam couldn’t find anyone to cover her at the boutique, so she was going to stay behind.
Troy was still undecided as to how he was going to handle things. Cody didn’t begrudge him his indecision but was worried that, once Troy was back in Minneapolis, he would change his mind and stay there.
It was a big decision for them all and one that Cody hadn’t taken lightly. He was giving up his dream job to move to Merricks and be with Sam. Cody just thought Sam and Troy were worth the sacrifice he was making. He just hoped that Troy decided they were worth it too. He would have to sell his garage and house and relocate for a relationship that might still fail.
Sam knew what a big thing it was for Cody to give up his job and move to Merricks, having done it herself once before. She had told him the story of how she had followed her boyfriend to town and stayed when the relationship had dissolved.
Sam had kissed Cody and told him that his sacrifice made her love him only more. It wasn’t an official “I love you”—he didn’t think so anyway—but it was close.
Cody walked into the boutique and heard the bell chime. Sam stood behind the counter sorting scarfs. She looked up at him and smiled.
“Everything sorted out?” Sam asked. “Wyatt wasn’t too upset?”
Cody gave Sam an are-you-serious look. Of course Wyatt had been pissed. The man had worked on the car for weeks, and Wyatt felt that it had all been for nothing. Cody had paid the mechanic for his previous work, but the car really was a lost cause, and Troy had repeatedly told him that he was wasting money and time.
“He was a little pissed off,” Cody told her. “But understood and was very polite.”
Troy had wanted Cody to pull the car from the repair shop and let him look at it from the start, but Cody hadn’t let him. Where was he going to put the broken car? Wyatt wasn’t going to let it sit in his shop if it wasn’t making him money. Besides, Cody wanted Troy to spend his time in Merricks in other ways. More pleasurable ways than fixing his damned car.
“Where is Troy?” Cody asked.
It was unusual for the big man not to be hanging around somewhere. He had taken to being Sam’s handyman and fixing little things around her shop. Troy had changed the washers in the kitchen sink, the light globe in the hall, and plastered a hole in the storeroom wall. He had been fixing a broken door handle when Cody had left.
“He went to the hardware store,” Sam said. “He wanted to buy some paint and repaint the back stairs to the apartment. God only knows why.”
“Troy is a doing man,” Cody replied. “He likes to do things with his hands. It makes him feel useful.”
“And he is very good with said hands,” she said. “Rocks my world.”
“Yes, he is,” Cody replied. “That’s not all he is good with.”
Sam and Cody smiled at each other, both thinking about Troy’s masterful hands and his other appendages. The bell jingling over the door broke the spell, and Cody turned to watch three large men enter the boutique.
“Hello,” Sam said, moving from behind the counter to greet them. “What can I do for you today?”
Cody felt a shiver run down his spine and knew something was wrong. The three men didn’t belong in Merricks and looked mean and damned scary. One man was older, in his fifties, and had black hair that was turning gray. He had a neatly shaven face, solid nose, and ice-blue eyes.
The other two men were large and burly. Cody pegged them in their thirties. They could have been brothers for all he knew. They both had blue eyes and dark hair. Only difference was one man had a long scar running down the side of his face.
Al
l three men were wearing suits and large coats. Cody wasn’t a suit man, but they looked expensive. Why were they here? Were they passing through and got lost? They gave Cody the creeps, and he wanted them to hurry up and leave.
“Good afternoon, young lady,” said the older man. Cody noticed the Russian accent straight away. He watched James Bond. “I am Mr. Pokrovsky. This is Viktor and Boris. I am looking for Cody Winters.”
Cody gulped as Sam’s eyes swung to him and then back to the older man. He didn’t like this. Maybe they had something to do with his job in Seattle? But no one he had spoken to on the phone had a Russian accent.
“What do you want with him?” Sam asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Cody wished she would take a less aggressive stance. These men looked as though they didn’t play nice, and he didn’t want her hurt if they got upset.
“This town is turning out to be very unfriendly,” he told her. “We have been to three places, and no one would help us.”
The town liked to stick together. That was one thing that Cody had learned while staying in Merricks. It wouldn’t be long before the entire town knew about the strangers asking questions.
“I’m sorry,” Sam said. “I don’t know anyone by that name.”
“Why do people always have to make this so difficult?” he asked, sighing.
“I like difficult, boss,” Boris replied.
Cody’s eyes almost bugged out of his head. This was not good, not good at all.
“I am have been sent by his friend Adam,” Mr. Pokrovsky said. “I believe he has something that belongs to me, and I want it back.”
Cody wanted to duck behind the clothes rack when the man’s eyes turned to him. But that was cowardly, and he wouldn’t leave Sam to deal with this on her own.
“You are Cody, I presume?” he asked.
Cody whimpered as Mr. Pokrovsky reached into his coat pocket. He sighed when the man only removed a photo and reached out to pass it to him.
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