Claimed by Three

by Rebecca Airies

  “You’re not cooperating, Sephanie.” Berenger tapped her lips with the piece of fruit he held.

  Unable to resist, she licked over the spot the fruit touched. The sweet taste of ripe anarine left her wanting more. She didn’t understand what Berenger meant about not cooperating with them. She hadn’t tried to stop them. The thought had never crossed her mind.

  “You’re not telling us what you need. We’re not letting you touch, but tell us where we should taste, stroke, or lick. Tell us what to do to you.” Berenger leaned close and lapped at her lips. His palm rubbed over her shoulder.

  She’d been so wrapped up in her frustration she’d forgotten Teague’s instruction to tell them what she liked. Would they give her what she wanted?

  “Your mouth on my nipples. The licking and teasing makes me burn.” She looked at Kassius, because he was the one teasing the most.

  “Does it? Let me see if I can feel how hot it’s made you.” He drew his hand over her thigh.

  She clamped her thighs shut and crossed one foot over the other. It was one of the few things she could do to slow them. She definitely ached for the pleasure she could find with them, but she had to see if they’d do what she asked.

  “Not until you show me you mean what you say.” She raised a brow and struggled to keep a straight face. She knew he could easily push her legs apart, and beyond the first touch, she’d offer little resistance. She might want her way too, but she craved the pleasure they could give.

  “Would you be talking about this, my Sephanie?” He leaned down and lapped at the nipple once before he closed his mouth around the tip. His teeth scraped gently before he began sucking on it.

  “Yes.” She arched her back to press the flesh harder against his mouth. The light suction sent shards of heat straight to her core.

  His palm stroked over her thigh as he tormented her nipple. Her senses seemed to heighten and zero in on those two sensations. She shifted restlessly and spread her legs.

  “That’s right, baby. Show us you enjoy it,” Teague said. His voice sounded rough.

  Another hand pressed on her legs. Berenger. It had to be Berenger. The hand brushed up and down her thigh, moving inward with every pass. She widened them in invitation. Her focus narrowed to his strokes. She willed that caress to move higher. Her clit ached. All she could think about was fingers stroking the sensitive bundle.

  “My pussy. Touch my pussy.” Telling them what she needed had worked to get Kassius’s attention on her breast. She hoped it had similar results this time.

  “We can do that.” Berenger’s fingers brushed over her pussy.

  Her legs tensed, and she fought the urge to lift into the light contact. She wanted more than them teasing her. The feeling of confinement and being helpless combined with her arousal and whipped it higher.

  “I like touching your pussy, and I love fucking it. I also love seeing you go wild with passion. Could we get you to say anything if we made you crazy with it?” Berenger danced his fingers over the folds again.

  They probably could, but she still had enough reason to know not to answer that question. She licked her lips and let her gaze fall to Kassius’s mouth at her breast. She saw him cup her other breast. He squeezed and raked his thumb over the darkened nipple. A spear of sensation shot through her. Her back arched, and she bit her lip.

  A light smack landed on her thigh. She gasped. Her gaze lifted, meeting Berenger’s hard stare.

  “Don’t hold back your sounds. Give them to us.” His hand tightened on her thigh. “I can definitely give you some motivation.”

  Berenger traced a path up to her pussy. He pressed his fingertips between the slick folds. She spread her legs to encourage his touch. He didn’t disappoint her. He stroked her clit. She moaned and tensed.

  “That’s it. Give me more of them.” His eyes were locked on her face as if he didn’t want to miss the smallest expression.

  He swirled his fingers downward. She lifted against that sweet touch. He pressed them into her pussy. Her inner muscles clenched. Tremors shook her while the sensations built. His thumb flicked over her clit. Her hips lifted into the stroke. So good. Her breath hitched. She tried to reach for him. Teague’s grip tightened, keeping her hands behind her. Frustration and desire mixed.

  “Berenger,” she whispered, the word more a plea than a demand.

  “Lift against me, Sephanie. I’ll give you what you need.” Berenger’s fingers slid deeper and then pulled back.

  Her hips lifted, trying to take the thick digits back deep into her pussy. The only thing that would feel better than his fingers did at the moment was his cock pushing deep. She moaned. Her heart thudded, and her breath tore from her in ragged pants. His thumb circled on her clit with each downward stroke.

  Her hands clenched. She strained against Teague’s hold as the heat burned through her. Their touch drove her need higher and higher. Kassius’s teeth scraped over her nipple before he sucked hard at the nub.

  “Not too fast, Berenger.” Teague’s voice filtered through the haze.

  Sephanie didn’t understand what he meant. Her entire mind focused on the building need. She lifted her hips against his hand. His thumb stroked her clit. The orgasm crashed over her. Her body shook as the pleasure rolled through it. She collapsed back against the hard muscles of Teague’s chest. With a sigh, she closed her eyes. She didn’t know if she could move at all if Teague chose to let her go. Her body felt limp and heavy.

  “Damn it, Berenger. This wasn’t what we discussed.” Teague’s hands released her, but he ran them up and down her arms in a slow, soothing motion.

  “Calm down, Teague. We’re good. You didn’t feel how wet she became when you held her arms back. There won’t be a problem. On top of that, after she gives her consent, I don’t want her to be able to say we coerced her with sex and back out later.” Berenger’s finger circled her clit again, sending aftershocks through her body.

  Her hips jerked and lifted in response. She might feel sated, but her body already began to warm to the idea of more. They were good. She wanted to experience everything they had to give. She looked forward to whatever they had planned tonight. However, now that some of her sanity was returning, their remarks intrigued her.

  “What are you talking about?” She looked at Berenger.

  “You’ll find out soon. We’re taking you back to the house.” Berenger patted her thigh.

  “You do like to tease me. Come on. You have me curious now.” She rose to her feet and straightened her dress.

  “Impatient.” Teague gave her a nudge and urged her forward.

  She looked back. Kassius and Berenger took a few moments to gather their things but soon followed.

  Chapter Ten

  Sephanie waited as they gathered the basket and the pad. They walked back to the house in silence. Her mind whirled with possibilities. She didn’t give up on nudging some answers from them. She asked and probed all the way to the front door. Even ventured a few guesses. They seemed good-natured about it and told her no or gave her satisfied smiles. It was their smiles that kept her asking. She enjoyed this, and she hoped they did too.

  Once at their house, they took her inside. The mat and the basket were left in the kitchen. They led her back to the room she’d been in the night before. Today, she noticed more about it. The walls were a deep cream trimmed with brown. The large furnishings and rich dark fabrics gave the area a masculine but welcoming air. The warmth of the room seemed to wrap around her.

  She walked inside and stopped to stare at the bed. There were a few things attached to the sturdy headboard that hadn’t been there last night. Gleaming silver manacles dangled from two posts on the headboard. She’d have noticed those. The meaning of their words suddenly became clear.

  “You know the shackles aren’t necessary to make sure I stay the night.” She glanced over at Teague and grinned.

  “Tying you to the bed is a possibility if you try to slip out on us again.” Teague put a hand on t
he middle of her back and urged her into the room. “How do you feel about them?”

  “Are they for me, or do I get to play some interesting games with you three?” She definitely had some ideas about what to do with the cuffs, but she knew Kassius, Teague, and Berenger secured the shackles to the bed to play out their fantasies. There were more advanced models, but the shiny silver harkened back to an older time.

  “Those are to shackle your pretty little wrists. If you plan to play games, you’ll have to set the scene and get the restraints.” Berenger walked around in front of her. “Are you ready to play with us?”

  “I’m not scared, Berenger. I’m ready for your games.” She lifted her hand and caressed his cheek. His concern touched her, but she wouldn’t panic when the cuffs closed on her wrists.

  “That’s what I hoped to hear. Let’s get you out of your clothes.” Teague strode up behind her. “But if you should get scared, I want you to say ‘dessert.’ Do you understand?”

  She nodded. “If something frightens me, I say ‘dessert,’ and you’ll stop. I won’t say it. I haven’t yet said no to anything sweet and satisfying.”

  Teague laughed. “What about salty? Do you like that too?”

  “Yes, but you’d already know if you’d done more than hold my arms behind me out in the grove.” She leaned back against this chest. An image of sucking on his cock filled her mind. She’d love to get her mouth or hands on him.

  “But if I hadn’t held your arms, we wouldn’t know restraint makes you wet.” Teague drew his hand down her arm.

  “I’m sure it wouldn’t have taken you long to discover that. I’ve got a lot of fantasies, and this is only one of them.” She looked at Berenger. The thought of them discovering which of those fantasies made her hotter and acting out a few of them was enough to have her pressing her buttocks back against Teague and tightening her thighs.

  “We’ll have to pry your fantasies out of you later. I want to know everything that makes you burn.” Kassius walked around them. “And I believe you were taking her clothes off.”

  “Got distracted.” Berenger began unfastening her dress.

  He pushed it wide. His palms cupped the full mounds as if he couldn’t resist. His fingers tightened on the nipples briefly. She stiffened and drew in a slow breath when the sharp tingle from the pressure zipped through her. Her body responded so intensely to their touch, and the thought of being cuffed to the bed inflamed her. She wouldn’t need much foreplay to go right over the edge.

  “Well, let’s peel her out of these clothes and see how she looks in the cuffs.” Teague stepped back from her. His hand landed with a smack on the curve of her buttocks.

  “I’ll look fabulous.” She peeked back over her shoulder to give him a quick grin.

  “We’ll see, baby.” Teague crossed his arms over his chest and gave her a serious frown.

  “Pay attention to me.” Berenger cupped her cheek and guided her head until she looked at him. “You keep turning and wriggling, it will take us longer to get you out of this dress.”

  “You were the one playing with my nipples instead of undressing me.” She raised an eyebrow. “Maybe you should be the one getting his ass warmed.”

  Another smack landed on her butt. Before she could turn to face him, Teague walked around her. She scowled at him.

  “No sass.” Teague waved his finger in front of her face in a taunting back-and-forth gesture.

  A little closer and she might be tempted to bite that finger. She put her hands on her hips. He was going to get sass. Berenger pulled her hands off her hips and gathered the dress to her chest.

  She lifted her arms straight up. Berenger pulled the dress up, taking the material over her head in a quick swish of fabric. The moment it disappeared, Kassius’s palm settled on her buttocks. Her muscles tightened in anticipation of another spank from him. It didn’t transpire. His hand moved in light circles.

  “Hold on to her, Kass.” Berenger knelt in front of her. His fingers stroked over her hips and to the edges of her stockings.

  Kassius stepped up beside her and hooked his arm around her waist. He was prepared to brace her. While Berenger rolled the first stocking down her thigh, she relaxed and let him do what he wanted. He lifted her foot and pulled off her shoe, tossing it toward a corner.

  His gaze locked with hers as he rolled the stocking completely off her foot. It too sailed away when he placed her foot on the floor. He repeated the process for the other shoe and stocking in slow, excruciatingly sensual movements. She could feel the moisture gathering on her thighs.

  “All right, beautiful, let’s see how you look in the cuffs and, more importantly, how you like what we do to you while you’re in them.” Teague stood over by the bed and glanced from the cuffs to her.

  “Well, that all depends on how good you three are.” She let her gaze trail up and down his hard body.

  “You know we’re very good. Do you need some special attention? I can give you that.” Teague reached out and gripped her wrist. He sat and tugged her facedown over his lap. “Is this the type of attention you were asking for?”

  “Well, it might be interesting.” She kept her tone even. If she said no, they’d give her a few swats to show her they were in control. She would leave the choice of spanking her or not up to them.

  “Might be? I can guarantee it will.” Teague’s hand circled on her buttocks. It came down with a loud smack. “Don’t hedge and try to play games.”

  She didn’t bother hiding her smile since they couldn’t see it. “I want to see what you three do to me while I’m in the cuffs. You’re taking a while to get to it.”

  “One for the smile and one for conniving, Teague.” Kassius’s words drew her head up. He stood there looking at her with an amused smirk on his face.

  “Hey, how—” She glared at him. Her words cut off on a yelp when Teague’s palm landed sharply once and then again.

  “Don’t think we don’t know you. We may not have dated you before, but we do know you.” Kassius folded his arms across his chest.

  “Onto the bed. I think we’ve had enough distraction from you.” Teague lifted her off his lap. “To start off, you lie on your back.”

  Once his hands had released her, she climbed onto the bed but moved slowly. She rolled over to face the men who stood at the side of the bed. She kept her arms at her sides.

  “Cautious now?” Kassius walked around to the opposite side of the bed.

  “No, but I thought if you wanted me to put my hands above my head, you would have told me to do it.” Sephanie smiled at him.

  “Ah, you were pushing us again.” Kassius shook his head. “Baby, we’ll have to work on your cooperation.”

  “Hands up,” Teague said.

  She heard a jingle of metal and turned to see what he was doing. He’d picked up the cuff and swung it idly from his fingers. She raised her arms and watched him through her lashes.

  The metal cuff closed around her wrist and tightened. A momentary thrill of fear and anticipation zipped through her. The thought of being held was different from actually feeling the metal snug to her skin. Her heart beat faster, but desire simmered when he tightened the chain attached to the bed.

  Kassius lifted her other wrist and moved it to the second cuff. He closed and tightened the manacle before shortening the chain. His hand stroked over her arm as if he intended to soothe her. It wasn’t necessary, but the fact that he cared enough to calm her opened her heart more to him.

  “I’m all right. I won’t panic. I might get a little frustrated and ask to be let out if you three don’t do something.” She chuckled. That wouldn’t be a problem, but maybe it would get a response from them.

  Kassius crawled onto the bed and knelt beside her. A smile curved his lips. “You’ll require some training.”

  “Well, if you plan to train me, you’d probably better get to it. I don’t think it will be an easy process.” She tightened her hands into fists and tugged on the chains to see how mu
ch give they had. The chains jerked tight. She couldn’t bring her arms down.

  “We already are.” Teague moved up on the other side of her. “The next lesson is fairly simple but won’t be easy. Don’t come unless we tell you you can or one of us is deep inside that pretty pussy.”

  “We plan to make it hard for you to hold on to your control.” Berenger crawled up from the bottom of the bed and spread her legs.

  “Do you trust us enough to keep going?” Teague drew his fingers across her palm.

  She raised her eyebrows. Apparently, he required more reassurance that she had no doubts. “I let you chain me to your bed, and there are three of you. If I was going to panic, it would have been after the cuffs clasped around my wrists or the moment I felt how little movement you left me.”

  “All right, I wanted to give you another chance. From now on, you’ll need to tell us your word if you want to stop. What is it again?” Teague eased onto his side next to her.

  “Dessert, but I won’t stop you. You won’t hear it again tonight.” She relaxed on the bed.

  “Good, because we have a long night planned. Remember. Try to hold back your pleasure.” Berenger skimmed his hands up her legs.

  She nodded. Berenger lifted her thighs, spreading them wide. She drew in a slow breath. When her attention began to fully focus on Berenger and the sweep of his palms up and down her thighs, the heat and weight of a hand settled on her ribs. She glanced down and saw light brown skin. She followed the arm up to her right and realized Teague had decided to make his presence known.

  “Teasing is all part of the game.” Teague swirled his fingers across the curve of her breast. “I don’t think any of us will last too long this first time. Seeing you spread out on the bed, wrists chained and body open to our touch has me hard and aching for you. I’ve hoped to see you enjoy this since the first time I saw you.”

  She opened her mouth, but the only thing that came out was a strangled moan when Berenger lapped at her clit. She lifted against him. Berenger licked at her pussy, and Kassius sucked at the hard nipple.