by Erika Wilde
She blinked at him in confusion. No, she hadn’t realized that, though the mental vision of that leather strap stinging her in other intimate places made her pulse race. “Like where?”
Levity danced in Rick’s warm green eyes. “If we tell you where ahead of time, that will eliminate the element of surprise, which is the fun part.” He winked at her. “Fun for us, anyway.”
She set the crop on the mattress, then returned to the cabinet to select her second item, which was still sealed in brand-new packaging—a pair of nipple clamps that came with a chain attached that would add some extra pull to her breasts once they were secured.
Declan groaned when she turned around and he saw what she had in her hand. “Between the crop and those clamps, it’s good to know you enjoy a little pain with your foreplay.”
A warm blush swept across her cheeks. “Honestly, I don’t know if I’ll enjoy it or not,” she admitted. “I’ve never tried clamps on my nipples.”
“Have you ever pinched them yourself?” he asked blatantly.
She set the unopened package next to the crop on the bed. “Yes.”
“Multiply that stinging, burning sensation by ten,” Declan said, his gaze dropping to the front of her dress and the diamond-hard nipples almost poking a hole through the fabric. “Clearly, that thought turns you on.”
She let a Cheshire cat smile curve her lips. “Maybe.”
“We’ll find out soon enough,” he retorted, and took his turn at the armoire.
It didn’t take Declan long to select what he wanted, and when he turned to face her again, he had bondage gear dangling from one of his hands. A few leather straps and cuffs that were attached with chains and clasps. “Have you ever been restrained during sex?”
She shook her head, fast enough that her hair swiped across her shoulders. “No . . . but I’m open to it.”
“Mmmm. A lot of firsts happening tonight,” he said, and placed his choice on the duvet next to her crop and clamps before turning back around and meeting her gaze. “I was going to add a spreader bar, but I think it might be too much all in one evening.” He thought for a moment, then a wicked light glimmered in his eyes. “Actually, I don’t think it’s really necessary, because when I tell you to spread your legs for me, you’re going to obey the order, aren’t you, kitten?”
An aching throb took up residence between her thighs, and she swallowed hard, wondering what he’d do to her if she dared to defy him. She wasn’t sure she was prepared to find out just yet. “Yes.”
“Good girl.” He glanced at Rick, who stood near the armoire watching their exchange. “Your pick, bro.”
Rick quickly chose two things, and Summer’s gaze was immediately drawn to the unopened box with a cellophane window that clearly revealed what was inside. A silver butt plug with a thick girth that looked incredibly intimidating.
Her eyes shot up to Rick’s, and she didn’t have to ask before he explained why he’d selected the anal toy. “Before the night is over, we’re both going to fuck you, sweetheart,” he said in a calming tone that was so opposite of Declan’s direct demeanor. “At the same time, and it’ll be much easier on you if you’re stretched for us.”
His reply totally made sense. Of course Summer had assumed when she’d agreed to the menage that both men would fuck her simultaneously, but the thought of that massive, oblong plug being inserted in a place she’d never been penetrated before was a bit alarming. “It’s . . . big,” she said, trying not to sound nervous. “Really big.”
“So is having two cocks inside of you,” Rick countered, humor coating his voice as he tossed the box onto the bed, along with a bottle of lube, before approaching her with his second pick—a black velvet sleep mask, which he clearly intended to use on her right now to cover her eyes.
“Why do you need to blindfold me?” she blurted out before he had the chance to put it on her.
Declan stepped up beside her and caressed a hand down her back, as if to calm her. “You said you trusted us,” he reminded her, though his voice was firm. “The blindfold is more for your benefit than ours. Without your vision, your other senses will be intensified. You’ll be more aware of what your body is feeling instead of watching everything and second-guessing what’s happening or tensing up because of uncertainties.”
Rick rubbed his fingers over the velvet material and added to Declan’s explanation. “Not being able to see also helps to strip away your inhibitions and forces you to get out of your head and just focus on the pleasure you’re receiving. The blindfold creates a heightened sense of anticipation because you don’t know what’s coming next. But if the thought of having your sight taken away makes you anxious—”
“No, I want to try it,” she said quickly, remembering her earlier no guts, no glory pep talk with the girls. She shifted on her heels, biting her lower lip as she made a request of her own. “Before you put the blindfold on me, can I at least see you two undressed? I mean, you’re going to see me completely naked, so I want at least that visual before you cover my eyes.”
The two men exchanged a brief look before Rick shrugged. “Fair enough.”
She moved to the bed and sat on the edge of the mattress, watching avidly as they both started unbuttoning their white dress shirts, revealing strips of smooth, taut skin before they shrugged out of the garments. Her gaze bounced back and forth to each man, taking in the muscular chests and sexy ripple of abs they’d revealed.
Heat and awareness poured through Summer, and her breathing escalated. Both men were equally gorgeous and clearly kept up their physiques. Body fat was minimal, and while each of them was lean in stature, Declan was built like a linebacker. Broad shoulders. Narrow hips. And thighs that looked strong and lean straining against the fabric of his pants. He was definitely more imposing than Rick physically.
After their shoes and socks came off, two pairs of hands went to the buttons on their black slacks, unfastening them before lowering their zippers and letting the pants fall to the floor and kicking them aside. They both wore snug black boxer briefs that drew her gaze downward to the two thick, impressive, erect cocks outlined beneath the cotton fabric.
Swallowing to ease the sudden dryness in her throat, she brazenly looked her fill while waiting for them to remove that last barrier. Except instead of stripping off their briefs, Rick picked up the blindfold and they both approached her again.
She frowned at them, feeling gypped. “Wait, that’s all I get?”
The corner of Rick’s mouth quirked at her obvious displeasure. “For now.”
She wasn’t normally a girl who pouted to get her way, but in this case, she pushed her bottom lip out petulantly. “That’s really not fair, you know.”
“No one said tonight was going to be fair, kitten,” Declan said, bending down to remove her heels before taking her hand and pulling her up so that she was standing on her bare feet.
He grabbed the restraints he’d left on the bed and led her to a charcoal-gray area rug that was laid out on the floor in the middle of the room, the thick woven material surprisingly soft and cushioned beneath her toes. With Declan standing in front of her, Rick came up behind her and slipped the blindfold over her eyes and adjusted the elastic strap around the back of her head. The last thing she saw was the raw hunger and lust darkening Declan’s gaze before everything around her disappeared and she lost her sense of sight.
An unexpected jolt of panic surged through her, and Rick must have detected her initial trepidation, because he was quick to soothe her.
“Just relax and focus on every touch, every caress, every sensation,” he said from behind her. “Like this,” he added as he swept her hair to the side and skimmed his warm, damp lips along the curve of her neck.
She shivered, desire quickly chasing away any last lingering bit of tension and unease.
“And this,” Declan murmured from his position in front of her as he pushed the thin straps of her dress over her shoulders and began tugging the garment down and off her
body.
Just as they’d both told her, without the use of her vision, everything else was so acute. The torrid scrape of fabric against her bare breasts as they were exposed. Declan’s fingers trailing along her waist and hips as he continued peeling the material off her body. The harsh exhale of his breath as the dress dropped to the floor, quickly followed by him removing her thong so that she was completely naked and vulnerable in front of them. It was all she could do not to cover herself with her hands and arms.
“So fucking beautiful,” Declan growled, his voice rough with arousal. “Every single inch of you.”
Her nipples furled so tight they ached. Her stomach fluttered, and her sex throbbed. She’d thought she’d be embarrassed being naked in front of two extremely hot men, even a little self-conscious about her fuller figure and lush curves, but Declan’s words emboldened her and made her feel so incredibly sexy and desirable.
She heard the light jangle of chains before Declan spoke again. “Rick and I are going to put the restraints on you now,” he said, giving her a few moments to prepare for what came next.
In silence, both men worked in tandem, and from what she could tell, it was Rick who secured the leather, fur-lined cuffs around her wrists while Declan crouched in front of her and buckled a thick band of leather around each of her thighs. She could feel a short amount of chain dangling from her cuffs, but when Declan grabbed each hand and clipped them to the bindings around her thighs, she realized her wrists were locked to her sides with no way to move her arms. The rest of her, however, could be moved and positioned at will, essentially giving Declan and Rick complete control over her body.
With the blindfold in place, she no longer had her eyesight, and now they’d just taken away her ability to touch, as well. Instead of doubts or uncertainties, she was hit with an undeniable excitement of what would happen next.
Declan’s warm, slightly calloused palms skimmed back up along her hips and waist as he straightened in front of her again. He stepped closer, his bare chest brushing lightly against her straining breasts, and she had to resist the urge to rub up against him.
His lips brushed softly along her cheek and up to her ear. “Hmmm. There’s so much I want to do to you, I’m not sure where to start,” he mused.
She tried to turn her head, seeking the warmth of those lips on hers. “How about with my mouth?” she suggested.
A hand cupped the side of her face to hold her in place, while his thumb caressed her lower lip, tugging it open so he could slip the tip of that finger inside. “Which begs the question . . . should I kiss your mouth or fuck it?”
“Both,” she replied, and feeling brazen, she sucked on his thumb.
“Jesus,” he groaned, and pushed that finger deeper into her mouth, stroking it erotically against her tongue.
Rick chuckled into her ear from behind. “See, no inhibitions,” he said of how daring the blindfold was making her. “Give the sweet girl what she wants, Declan.”
Framing her face in his big hands, Declan tipped her head back and captured her lips in a blistering-hot kiss. One that was so hungry and demanding she had no choice but to let him have his way with her mouth. His tongue swept inside, stroking deep in a wild, unrelenting show of possession she reveled in and succumbed to wholly and completely with a soft, mewling sound in the back of her throat. He tasted dark and addicting—like heated lust blended with spice and a hint of bourbon.
As her mind spun and her knees went weak, Declan all but devoured her mouth in a seductive tangle of lips and tongue, while Rick clutched her hips and tucked her bare ass up against the erection still covered in soft cotton. His breathing was heavy on her neck as he ground against her in a move deliciously suggestive of sex that had her shamelessly, instinctively pushing back against him.
Those same hands slid up her ribs, until Rick’s fingers grazed the undersides of her breasts before taking them both in his palms to squeeze and fondle the full flesh. His teeth grazed the slope of one shoulder, gently biting and causing goose bumps to scatter across her skin. When Rick took her nipples between his fingers and tugged those sensitive peaks until they were painfully tight, she moaned desperately against Declan’s kiss.
He finally released her mouth, but she barely had time to catch her breath before Declan’s lips closed over one of the taut nipples Rick had brought to a stiff, aching point. He laved her breast with his tongue and sucked her hard and deep while Rick continued to tweak those throbbing tips. All she could manage was a whimper in response. Between the two of them—one tormenting her with his fingers and the other driving her insane with his wicked mouth—so many sensations battered her it was like being pulled into a riptide without a life preserver to keep her from drowning in the overwhelming pleasure they forced her to endure.
With one last lick across one of her nipples, Declan’s mouth was gone. “Give me the nipple clamps,” he said to Rick, his voice gruff. “And bring the other things over, too.”
Other things . . . such as the anal toy and the crop she’d selected. A fresh wave of anticipation curled in her belly, and arousal slickened the insides of her thighs as she heard Rick return with the items Declan had requested.
“Are you sure about these clamps?” Declan murmured as he rasped a thumb across one rigid tip, making her body start from how sensitive she already was. “It’s going to fucking hurt and feel like you’re being bitten. Hard.”
She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t apprehensive about the pain Declan was about to inflict, but she wasn’t about to back out now. “I’m . . . I’m sure.”
Something cool and metal surrounded her nipple, and as the clamp started tightening and she mentally prepared herself for that pinch, a stinging swat to her ass completely jolted her nerve receptors in two different directions. She gasped, then moaned as the slow burn spreading across her backside competed with the sharp, unrelenting twinge of her nipple being confined by those little jaws of steel. But she refused to complain about any discomfort, considering she’d been the one to choose both the crop and clamps.
Rick chuckled, clearly amused by her startled response, and she yelped as he slapped the back of her thigh with the crop just as Declan attached the second torture device to her other breast. Before she could assimilate the dual pain, Rick added yet another scathing strike of the leather tip against her feminine mound that had her crying out in a combination of shock and startling pleasure.
“More?” Rick asked, this time very gently tapping the crop against the upper swell of her breast.
The adrenaline rush of being blindfolded and not knowing where he’d strike next had Summer’s heart racing. “N-n-no, thank you.” Her voice was breathy, soft, and a little shaky.
“So polite,” Declan murmured, his tone pleased. “Open your legs for me, kitten. I want to see just how much you liked the crop and those nipple clamps.”
With her hands still strapped to her sides, she moved her feet apart as he’d ordered and shuddered when his fingers pushed between her thighs. His touch felt electric, amplifying her need with that slow, deep, seductive stroke.
He skimmed his lips along her jaw, his breath hot and damp against her skin. “You’re fucking soaked, kitten,” he said, his voice like gravel as he swept his thumb much too lightly over her aching clit. “Such a dirty girl who likes it a bit rough with us in charge, don’t you?”
She nodded jerkily, unable to deny the truth of his statement. “Yes.”
His mouth pressed against her ear. “Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had my mouth on a woman’s pussy?” he asked, though he didn’t wait for her to reply. “Much longer than I’ve gone without sex. And I can’t wait to taste how sweet yours is and feel you come all over my tongue before I make you suck my cock.”
Her entire body flushed at his indecent words and how much she wanted the same thing. She heard Declan move and also heard the sound of something being taken out of a package. When he caressed his palms up her thighs and used his thumbs to
part her wet, swollen flesh as he reached the apex, she realized that he was now kneeling in front of her—most likely staring at the most intimate part of her.
“Brace her,” Declan said, and Summer wasn’t sure what he meant until she felt Rick move up behind her again.
His muscular arm circled around her, pulling her back against the heat and strength of his naked chest. Rick’s hold on her was steady and firm, giving her the support she needed to keep standing when Declan lifted one of her legs and draped it over his shoulder to keep her thighs spread open. Expecting to feel his warm mouth on her next, she was unprepared for the cold steel toy that he pushed between her legs, liberally coating the sphere with her slick moisture before sliding it farther back, to her untried, forbidden place.
She sucked in a startled breath and instinctively tensed as he slowly worked the head of the plug past that tight ring of muscles. She wanted to protest the strange invasion and increasing burning sensation but instead whimpered as the large tip continued to try and stretch her open to accommodate the girth of the toy.
“Oh, God, I can’t,” she panted, certain the device would never fit. And if that was the case, how was she eventually going to take both men without splitting apart?
“You can,” Rick assured her gently but firmly, his arm tightening around her waist. “Just relax and don’t fight it.”
“It’s not possible,” she said on a sob of breath.
“Let’s give her something more enjoyable to focus on,” Declan said, and as if Rick knew what he meant, they both proceeded to divert her attention elsewhere at the same time, but in different ways that were equally distracting and pleasurable.
With his free hand, Rick turned her head toward his and slanted his lips over hers in a hot, demanding kiss at the exact moment that Declan’s mouth latched on to her pussy in an equally relentless quest to focus her mind elsewhere. A wave of dizziness crashed over her as Rick deepened their kiss and Declan ate at her like a man starved. The heat and hunger of his mouth between her legs paired with the hard, fast swirl of his tongue had her entire body seizing up with desire. He lashed her pulsing clit without leniency, strumming across that sensitive flesh again and again, taking her to the brink of orgasm in a flash—and keeping her right on the edge of release.
