by Leah Brooke
Scraping his teeth over her other bottom cheek, Leland ran his thumb down the crease of her ass, pausing at her puckered opening. “A great deal of pleasure.” Lifting his head, he positioned her higher, sliding his powerful thighs under hers. “I’m barely touching her and she’s already aroused.”
Crying out at the feel of his fingers between her thighs, she tried to close her legs, a moan escaping when he chuckled.
“Her thighs are already slick, and she’s trying to close her legs.” Running a hand down her back and to her bottom again, he parted her cheeks and moved his thumb back and forth over her bottom hole. “You don’t really think I’m going to let you do that, do you? Do you really want me to stop?”
Glenna bucked her hips as he applied pressure, the awareness and hunger he’d created there driving her insane. “No. Please, no. Do it! Oh, God. It tingles there.” She wanted him to push harder. She needed to feel his finger inside her. She’d never known that she could feel such a dark hunger.
Fisting her hands beneath the pillow, she threw her head back with a gasp as a cold finger touched her puckered opening. “Oh, God. Oh, God.” The tingling grew hotter, a stark contrast to the cold lube.
Joe’s hand firmed on her back. “Easy, baby.” Bending, he touched his lips to her shoulders while sliding a hand under her to caress her breast. “You’re gonna love this. Leland’s going to go nice and slow. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
The apprehension at having her bottom breached didn’t stand a chance against the burning hunger to be filled there. Her inner walls tingled with the need for friction. Her clit felt so swollen that it ached, and her pussy and ass kept clenching, the nerve endings in both openings quivering for attention.
Crying out again when Leland pressed harder, she kicked her legs, throwing her head back farther to give Joe better access to her nipples. “Please. Do something. I can’t stand it. Oh, God. Yes. Oh, God.”
The tight ring of muscle gave way under the firm pressure of Leland’s finger, allowing him to enter her most private opening.
Chills raced up and down her spine at the erotic and very foreign sensation of having her bottom impaled. Shaking uncontrollably, she let out a wild moan, her toes curling with the effort it took to remain still.
“It’s in there. Oh, God. It feels so intimate. So wicked. Oh, God.”
Leland pressed his finger deeper. “Yes, it is, and it’s about to get a whole lot more intimate.”
“Yes!” Glenna cried out at the tight pressure on her nipples as Joe rolled them between his thumbs and forefingers, the line between pain and pleasure blurring as the burning sensation in her nipples and around Leland’s finger drove her arousal to new heights.
Bucking her hips, she cried out again at the renewed pressure on her nipple and the startling sensation of Leland’s finger going deeper into her. “Oh, God.”
Leland’s voice, rougher and harsher, rippled over her skin as he began to stroke her inner walls. “She’s so fucking tight. Hot. The muscles in her ass are clenching like she’s trying to pull me in deeper. Christ, I can only imagine what it’s gonna feel like when I work my cock in there.”
Just the thought of it had another rush of moisture escaping to coat her thighs. “I can’t believe how that feels. Oh, God. It burns there. Leland. Oh, God. Please.”
The lube allowed him to move his finger inside her, forcing her bottom to stretch to accommodate it.
“That’s it, baby. Yes, your tight ass is trying to clamp down on my finger. You want more, baby?” Leland withdrew his finger until just the tip of it remained inside her, and then pushed it deep again, groaning at her cry. “Yes. I knew you would like this.” His low drawl, warm and husky held a warm affection that raised the level of intimacy even more. His lips moved over the upper curve of her bottom. “You like my touch, don’t you, baby? How I’m supposed to resist you—I have no fucking clue.”
“Good!” Pressing her feet against his hips, she lifted as he withdrew his finger. “God, I want it so bad.”
Releasing her hands, Joe massaged one breast while running his hand over her hair, his eyes sharp on hers. “Easy, Leland. Easy. She looks a little overwhelmed.”
To her surprise, Leland moved up her body, and keeping her thighs parted wide with his, braced himself on an elbow and settled over her. “Hmm.” His lips moved over her shoulder. “She needs to be overwhelmed. She needs to be as crazy with need as she makes us.”
Turning her head, she nuzzled against him, another moan escaping at the feel of his hand sliding over her bottom.
Melting under the husky affection in his tone, and grateful that he seemed to know just what she’d needed, she found herself more in tune with him than ever. Gripping his hand, she cried out at the feel of his finger slipping into her bottom again, pressing her cheek against his shoulder. “Oh, God. Leland. It’s inside me.”
Chuckling softly, Leland rubbed his cheek against her hair. “Yes. It is. Very intimate.” He lifted his head, lowering it again to scrape his teeth over her shoulder, sending a shiver of erotic delight down her spine.
Taking her hand in his left one, he brushed his lips over her ear. “We’re going to be intimate in a lot of ways. This is just one of them.”
Moaning between gulps of air, Glenna lifted her bottom into the smooth, shallow thrusts of Leland’s finger. “Oh, God!”
Still holding her hand in his, he lifted slightly off of her, trailing his lips over her shoulder and between her shoulder blades. “I think you’re ready for two fingers now, aren’t you, baby?”
Slowly withdrawing his finger, he nuzzled the back of her neck, his tone much harsher as he spoke to Joe. “Squirt some more of that lube on my fingers.”
His teeth closed lightly on the side of her neck as if to hold her steady, the primitive dominance and sexuality of the gesture sending her senses soaring. With another of those deep groans, he pressed cold fingers at her puckered opening, his hands tightening on hers when she flinched. “Easy, baby. I know it’s cold, but it’s gonna warm up real fast like it did the last time.”
Pressing against her tight opening, he groaned again as he pushed through the tight ring of muscle, a low rumble coming from his chest at her startled cry. “Your little ass is so hot. So tight.”
Glenna turned her head again as Joe wrapped himself around her from the other side. “It burns. Oh, God. It stings.” She’d never imagined anything could feel so invasive, or so incredibly erotic.
Pushing her hair back from her face, Joe smiled down at her. “It stung when I took your virginity, didn’t it?” Trailing his fingers down her side, he bent to touch his lips to her shoulder. “But you got a great deal of pleasure from that, didn’t you?”
Scraping his teeth over her neck, and releasing his hold there, Leland growled and soothed the area with his tongue, the sensation driving her wild. “I can’t wait to get my cock inside her. Just a little. She’s not ready for more yet.”
Remembering the size of his cock, Glenna shivered with nerves and tightened her legs on his as he worked the tips of his two fingers into her. The knowledge that she couldn’t close against him sent another dark thrill through her.
Leland’s fingers went deeper with every stroke, increasing the pressure there, and the sense of vulnerability. “That’s my girl. Yes. Let it feel good. Relax those muscles for me and take my fingers deep. Do you know how much my cock’s aching to be inside you?”
“Leland. Oh, God. It’s so naughty. It makes me feel so helpless. So wild.” Her body rocked of its own volition with every firm stroke of his fingers, the friction against her nipples adding to her pleasure. She shook hard with reaction, the intensity of the sensation at her bottom making it difficult to catcher breath.
Her clit throbbed, and she tried to tilt her hips to rub it against the bedding, but Leland’s strong thighs held hers high and wide, preventing it. The need for release gave her a strength she didn’t know she possessed.
Bucking against Leland,
she gripped his hand tighter, growing more frantic with every slow thrust into her ass. “Please! I need to come. I need to come.”
With a growl, Leland straightened, slipping his fingers free. “That’s it. I can’t take any more. Give me that fucking lube. Be still, Glenna. I’m gonna lube you good, and then I’m gonna work the head of my cock into you.”
Joe wrapped an arm around her back, leaning over her protectively. “Be careful. Are you sure she’s ready? I don’t want her hurt.”
“I won’t go deep and it’s better to take her now while she’s on the verge of coming. You want my cock in your ass, don’t you, baby?”
“God, yes!”
Her bottom clenched at emptiness, the need to be filled there unlike any sensation she’d ever known.
Naughty.
Erotic.
Decadently sexual.
“Please do something!” Groaning, she kicked at Leland. “How can you make me want something like this?” Tears blurred her vision. “I need it so bad. Please. I need to come. I need something there. It’s tingling and driving me crazy.”
She screamed as Leland used his fingers to push more of the cold lube into her. “Yes. Oh, God. What are you doing to me? I need it so bad. Please. Please.”
Bucking her hips, she kicked at him as he withdrew his fingers again, her breath catching when he emitted a low, threatening growl. Stunned at the strange combination of apprehension and feminine power rippling through her at the sound, she clung to Joe’s hand for support, while daring Leland by fighting his hold.
She wanted to belong to him, but some feminine instinct demanded that she challenge his dominance.
Wiggling beneath him, she kicked her legs, thrilling at the threat in his answering groan and the tightening of his hand on her hip as he pushed even more of the cold lube into her. Groaning when he pushed his finger deep, she lifted her bottom, moving on his finger and crying out at the incredible sensation. “Yes. More.”
With a curse, he pulled his finger free with a speed that left her ass clenching at emptiness. “Oh, you’re gonna get more. Joe, hold her while I get this fucking condom on. Christ, she’s driving me crazy!”
Under other circumstances, she probably would have smiled at the string of curses that poured out of him as he rolled on the condom, but her nerves and the dark hunger inside her overrode everything else.
Everything seemed so much more intense.
The pleasure sharper.
The sounds of their voices seemed to vibrate over her skin creating a unique pleasure all its own.
Even the slow slide of Joe’s fingertips trailing down her back set off a series of erotic currents racing through her.
She froze, letting the sensations wash over her, a low moan escaping when Leland gripped her hips again, the head of his cock pressing at her puckered opening. Shivers raced through her at the knowledge of what would come next, her nervousness at experiencing the unknown and the need to be taken in such a way warring inside her.
An overwhelming sense of feminine vulnerability washed over her, the innate desire to satisfy the hungers of her man while challenging him by making demands of her own.
Trembling as the head of his cock pressed harder at her entrance, she curled her toes as he slowly pushed through the tight ring of muscle.
Her bottom burned around his cock, the sting of being stretched and the too-full feeling of the thick head of his cock pushing into her.
The feeling was even more intense than when he’d used his fingers.
More intimate.
More decadent.
Joe’s eyes narrowed as he slid a hand under her. “Damn, she’s beautiful.”
Glenna’s stomach muscles quivered at the slide of his fingers over it, her clit throbbing harder as his hand moved lower.
She couldn’t move, frozen in place by sensations too intense to process. Moans poured from her, but she couldn’t do a thing to stop them.
“And so fucking hot.” With a groan, Leland worked the head of his cock past the tight rings of muscle and into her. “Son of a bitch! She’s so fucking tight. Easy, baby. Just a little more.”
Glenna jolted, letting out a hoarse cry of pleasure when Joe’s fingers started moving on her swollen clit.
“Oh, God! I can’t. It’s too intense.” Using her knees, she lifted her ass, groaning into the pillow. She felt so taken. So carnal.
Still, she wanted more. She wanted him to move inside her—to sink his cock deeper into her and fuck her hard.
Gritting her teeth, she bucked against him, each movement sliding her clit over Joe’s slippery fingers and making her it burn. “Yes! More. Oh, God. It’s so big. It’s burning. It feels too full.” Every ripple of pleasure made her ass clench on Leland’s cock, making it feel even thicker as it stretched her.
Holding her hips higher, Leland effectively took away her leverage. “Stop that. Christ, the way she’s moving, she’d have me shoving my cock all the way inside her if I let her. Fuck. It’s taking everything I have to hold back. Oh, fuck. You’re playing with her clit, aren’t you?”
It felt as if Leland’s cock would split her wide, but somehow the burning, too-full feeling only added to the lust consuming her. He pressed a little deeper, giving her barely an inch more before he began to move in slow shallow thrusts that seemed to stoke the flames inside her.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it.” Joe’s warm lips brushed against her ear at the same time that he slid another hand under her to tug at her nipple.
Throwing her head back, she cried out, a hoarse, deep cry that felt as if came from her soul.
With both of them touching her, the pleasure exploded, a fierce, unrelenting barrage to her system that had wave after wave of sizzling heat washing through her.
Each wave seemed to take her farther and farther away from reality into a state of bliss and ecstasy that she never wanted to leave.
Her ass clamped down on Leland’s cock, the sensation of being held open there setting off another series of sizzling waves.
Held in its grip, she fisted her hands on the pillow, dimly aware of Joe’s low murmurs of approval and affection, and Leland’s harsh curses as his cock pulsed inside her.
Leland loosened his grip on her hips, his hands moving over the cheeks of her bottom as he continued to move slowly into her ass, withdrawing just as slowly as if he couldn’t stop. “To know that one thrust would take me deep inside this tight ass—hell. Christ, I want to sink into her.”
Kissing her shoulder, Joe pushed her hair back from her face, his eyes glittering darkly. “But, you won’t.” His fingers moved from her clit and traced a pattern on her belly. “It’s hard to remember how new she is to this, but she is. We’re already moving too fast, but she’s so damned responsive that it’s hard not to.”
“Hold her. When I slide my cock out, she’s gonna buck.”
Smiling, she allowed Joe to pull her closer, her body tightening as Leland started to pull the thick head of his cock free. “Oh, God.” Automatically trying to resist any movement there, she tightened on him, which only made the feeling more intense.
Leland cursed as he withdrew, his hands gentle as they moved over her hips and bottom. “Hell, she’s gonna kill me. Come on, baby. Let me get us both cleaned up, and I can hold you on my lap while we eat. I seem to have worked up a hell of an appetite.”
* * * *
Surprised to find that he hadn’t been kidding, Glenna soon found herself dressed in nothing but her robe, and settled on Leland’s lap as she munched on a sandwich.
She felt so close to them, closer than she’d ever felt to anyone except Fiona.
Even with the erotic tension that always seemed present, and the commanding aura surrounding them, she felt comfortable with them in ways she’d never felt comfortable with another man.
Their affection for her shone in their eyes, an affection that she felt in each of their frequent caresses, and every gentle touch.
She knew things about th
em—the sounds they made when they made love, the way they held her when she slept. She knew they had hearty appetites, ate with gusto and loved meat.
She knew the way their breathing changed when she touched them.
They cared for her. They wanted her.
But, she needed more.
Each time she was with them, she felt their warmth toward her even more, but she also sensed a hesitancy—an anger that simmered just below the surface. It showed in their short tempers at times, especially when their guard slipped and the closeness that continued to grow between them became even more intense.
Reaching for a potato chip, she met Joe’s gaze. “I just realized that I don’t even know where you live.”
If she hadn’t been watching for it, she might have missed the way his eyes became shuttered for just an instant as he glanced at Leland.
His eyes had cleared by the time they met hers again, but she knew she’d seen the hesitation in them. Smiling, he slid her feet from his lap and stood, moving to the refrigerator. “We live on that road where we first met you.”
Looking up at Leland, she smiled, shaking her head as she watched him put together another sandwich. “You must love it there. I don’t go down that road very often, but every time I do, I can’t help but laugh when I pass the place with all those signs. Whoever lives there must really hate visitors.” Laughing softly, she met Joe’s gaze as he turned back to the table holding a beer. “Do you know who lives there?”
Lifting the sandwich he’d built, Leland paused with it halfway to his mouth. “We do.”
Startled by his brusque tone, Glenna frowned, looking at Joe for confirmation. Her face burned at Joe’s sharp nod. “Oh.”
Lowering himself into his chair again, Joe set his beer on the table before reaching for her feet and settling them over his lap again. “We value our privacy very much, and guard it fiercely.”
She thought she heard a hint of warning in his tone, but his tender smile made her wonder if she’d imagined it.
Reaching for her, he glared at Leland. “It’s my turn. You’ve been holding her long enough.”
