Love Under Three Titans

by Cara Covington

  Maggie sighed. It had only been a few days since their first time together, but right at this moment if felt as if she hadn’t had these men in forever.

  She wanted them, all three of them, with a hunger that speared to the very heart of her. “No.” She heard the breathlessness in her voice and wouldn’t change that. “No reason at all.”

  “Good.” Richard laid his lips on hers, and her passion exploded.

  Wild and wanton, wet and wonderful, the flavor of him drenched her, and the sensation of his body pressed so very close to her own hungered her. Totally carnal, blissfully wicked, his tongue seduced her, claimed her, owned her. Her tongue danced with his, the silky slide, the velvety glide igniting her fires so that she burned, hot and horny, for more and more and still more.

  Trevor’s arm came around her shoulders, and she found herself being turned, Richard’s lips leaving hers, as Trevor’s took over.

  Trevor’s kiss had a different feel and a different taste. Yet she found him equally arousing and equally necessary to her being. In so short a time, reality had changed for her so that now, she couldn’t imagine kissing one of these virile men without kissing all three.

  Maggie heard a sound, a needy, almost whiny kind of moan, and realized it came from her. The men had no difficulty understanding that sound, for they responded almost instantly with deep, masculine murmurs and with the seductive sweep and touch of hands as they turned her once more.

  Kevin’s mouth devoured hers, and her blood felt as if it hummed within her as her own personal man-cocktail, the essences of these three titans, filled her and excited her as they aroused her almost beyond bearing.

  “Oh!” She broke the kiss with him the instant Kevin picked her up in his arms. Before these men, she’d never been carried. They scooped her into their arms so often. She liked it. She liked it a lot.

  “Hang on, baby. We’re moving this party to the bedroom.”

  Maggie wrapped her arms around his neck. Hunger denied had exploded into a raging, soul-stripping need. “Hurry!” And then, because she could, she began to kiss his face and his neck, using her tongue to lap up his flavor.

  “Jesus, woman.” Kevin shivered and pressed her against his erection, and feminine pride filled her. Wrapping her legs around him, she rolled her hips against that hard-on and could actually feel her pussy lips thicken and open, getting ready to receive cock.

  “Hurry, hurry, hurry!” She’d never been so frantic and couldn’t understand why she was now. In that moment, she didn’t want seduction. She didn’t want gentle touches and kisses.

  Oh, God, I want to be taken. She couldn’t say the words, she could only whimper.

  She was shaking with need, when she’d never really needed before these three men had come into her life. She hadn’t known she could, but now it felt as if, having had them, having then endured her self-imposed drought of four entire days without them, her body felt compelled to gorge on all that had been missing from her life until she’d come to this place and these men.

  Kevin kissed her lips almost chastely as he set her on her feet beside the bed. “Shh, baby. We’ll take care of you.”

  Again, she could only say, “Hurry!”

  Richard stepped up to her and cupped her face in his hands. His thumbs stroked her cheeks, and his gaze pierced hers. “You want us to just take you, don’t you, love? You’re burning for us, aren’t you?”

  She swallowed hard and nodded and moved into him, mating her mouth with his so he could have no doubt what she wanted, what she craved.

  As Richard’s tongue tangled with hers, she felt hands, three sets of hands, move over her body, petting, stroking, peeling away the layers of clothing that kept her from them. The layer of civilization she’d always worn like a second skin she herself discarded, and gladly.

  She wanted a raw and feral mating. She wanted, by God, down-and-dirty sex.

  “Come here, sweetheart. We’ll take care of you.” Trevor turned her into his arms, and she gasped as her bare flesh nestled flush against his. He felt so hot, and so good, she could only rub herself against him. She didn’t recognize the sounds coming out of her, but that was all right. She understood all the way down deep in her soul that she could do anything, say anything, reveal anything, and she would be safe.

  These men would keep her safe. They would never betray her. But more, they would satisfy every craving and fill every need.

  “Please.” Maggie couldn’t even say for certain what she was begging for. She couldn’t find the words. Only actions, only pressing close, nuzzling Trevor’s neck and then opening her mouth under his and giving him everything could convey the absolute desperation that ran through her.

  Now, oh now! It had to be now!

  “Easy, baby, you’re shaking. Here, just let me.” Kevin raked his fingers through her hair and tilted her face toward his. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, the kiss forceful and fine.

  Hands stroked down her body, their feel greedy as they arrowed down. One hand cupped her pussy, and she could feel her own juices, became amazingly conscious of the wetness coming from her own body and spilling onto a male hand.

  Fingers caressed back and forth across her slit and then speared into her, plunging deep. Then those fingers fucked her while someone found her clit and teased it, and Maggie screamed her orgasm into Kevin’s mouth.

  Fast and hard and shivery, the intense sensations raced out all over her body. The climax evolved into a sweet satisfaction wrapped around an ever-growing and much-larger hunger.

  This climax was an appetizer, and not nearly enough to sate her enormous hunger.

  “That’s it, baby. We’re just getting started, aren’t we?” He picked her up and laid her on the bed, spreading her legs wide. “What do you need?”

  “More. All of you, in me, on me. All of you, together. Now.”

  “Oh, love, we want that more than you can know, but not just yet.” Richard stretched out on her right side. “You’re not ready to take us all at once. We have to help you get ready to take cock in your ass. We have to get you used to that, first.”

  Maggie’s arousal seemed to be in stasis, humming through her body, keeping her high, keeping her desperate. She couldn’t think, couldn’t reason. She could only need, could only crave. “I don’t care.” She only cared about coming.

  “Well, we do, sweetheart. We will not hurt you.”

  For one long moment she wondered if these men were going to leave her. They seemed to be doing that damn silent-communication thing among them again. And then Trevor caught something Kevin threw at him.

  Oh, thank God, a condom! As she watched Trevor tear open the packet, she set her own hands on her naked body. Her palms cupped her breasts, her fingers tweaked her own nipples. Not enough. She reached down, seeking her slit, determined to stroke her clit, make herself come. Richard took that hand and brought it to his lips.

  “That’s ours, love.”

  “Less talk. More… Yes!” Maggie groaned and thrust her hips up as Trevor plunged his cock into her. He wrapped his arms around her, cupped her ass, and turned them on the bed so that she lay on her left side.

  He fucked her, his thrusts hard and fast and deep, and Maggie shivered as pleasure enveloped her. Then he changed his position, half kneeling on the bed as his cock continued to move in and out of her, at a different angle now that seemed to hit deeper. Maggie whimpered and then moaned when Kevin knelt beside her so he could tease her mouth with his cock.

  Eager, famished, she opened her lips and took his hard shaft inside, sucking and licking, as if the relief she sought was contained in the cream he’d soon give her. He tasted as good as his brothers, and the wild thought crossed her mind that she might soon recognize them by the taste of their cocks alone.

  Richard snuggled up behind her. “Something cold, love.”

  Cold and silky, the sensation rubbing back and forth over her anus became the cherry on her own personal carnal cake. The stimulation of her anus nearly froze
her, so huge were the new, thrilling shocks radiating through her.

  Richard kept his fingers moving up and down her crack. He pulled them away for a moment and she wanted to cry out, humming against the cock that filled her mouth.

  “Mm.” Kevin put his hand on her head, holding her with a firmness that felt better than good. It felt right.

  “What a fabulous mouth you have, baby. Suck, Maggie. I want to come in your mouth.”

  Kevin’s words shivered down her spine. And then those clever fingers of Richard’s returned to her anus, cooler, slicker, and she could only push back against them, and then forward again, trying to grasp more of the cock fucking her cunt.

  Rapture shimmered just out of reach, and Maggie worked to make it happen. She thought she might die if she couldn’t come, and come soon. Her hips pistoned, her mouth sucked, and she strove and strove to pull that elusive prize toward herself.

  Richard’s finger pressed against her rosette at the same time Trevor reached down and found her clit and pinched it.

  Rapture screamed forward and broke over her as Richard’s finger penetrated her ass. Maggie moaned around Kevin’s cock. The hand on her head held firm as wave after wave of perfect bliss bathed her inside and out. Then the first stream of semen hit the back of her throat just as the cock in her cunt plunged deep, held firm, and began to pulse its release deep inside of her. Maggie swallowed at the same time she clenched her inner muscles, as every part of her came and came and came.

  Chapter 14

  Rick held Maggie close and relished the reality of her head nestled on his shoulder. He stroked her arm, shoulder to hand, and crooned to her, sounds with no real meaning. Trey snuggled up to her back and did the same. His brother also put his hand on her, a slow and steady stroking down her side to her hip that Richard could tell helped to relax her even more. Their woman was incredibly tactile. She’d responded to the touch of them from that very first moment.

  Gradually, Maggie’s shaking eased and she sighed heavily and snuggled deeper into his embrace.

  He heard Kevin moving around in the bathroom, turning on the jets of the hot tub and probably ensuring that the water was heated to the maximum. Rick knew as well, because he and his brothers were on the same page, that Kev likely stashed some supplies for them to use in the shower and beside the spa.

  They weren’t anywhere near done giving Maggie the satisfaction she’d been denied most of her adult life. She’d been frantic for them tonight, and they intended to see she had all of them she needed and wanted. But first they would pamper her with heat and tenderness and caring. Maggie shivered, he believed, from a combination of nerves strung tight and the bone-deep cold of emotional exhaustion.

  He closed his eyes as he rested his chin on top of her head. Breathing deeply, he inhaled the fragrance of her, of Maggie, and knew he held in his arms the woman who would one day be their wife and the mother of their children. All they had to do was win her heart and mind and soul. He believed they already had her body.

  We have to win her. No other outcome is acceptable.

  Yes, they had to win her, and the desperation filling him to do so now was something he’d never felt before. Going slowly, taking things one day at a time, had to be the hardest thing he would ever do in his life.

  Rick didn’t have to ask to know that both his brothers felt the same way.

  “That was…I don’t have words to describe what that was. I never knew anything could feel like that.”

  Maggie sounded sated. Her words puffed against his chest and put a smile on his face. He wouldn’t be surprised if that smile looked smug as hell, because that’s how it felt.

  “So it was good, then, sweetheart?” Trey kissed her shoulder then flicked a quick glance at Rick.

  “Oh, yes. Very good.”

  “We can make it better.” Rick kissed the top of her head. When he felt her begin to move, he eased his hold of her. She pulled back just enough, then looked up and met his gaze.

  “If it gets any better, it might kill me.”

  Rick grinned at her. “No, Maggie. Our loving you will never harm you. Swear to God.” Shit. He’d definitely slipped up there, using the dreaded—for her—L word. To cover his mistake, he swooped down and kissed her.

  The taste of her went straight to his cock, filling him with both a sense of contentment and an excitement he’d never known. His tongue drank her, a slow, graceful lapping of her essence that felt sexy as hell. When her tongue danced with his, it sent a shiver through him.

  She tasted so good he wanted to gulp her down. Rick figured he’d never get enough of her.

  Maggie’s arms came around him, and she moved subtly, rubbing her breasts against his chest. He turned into her, and his cock, hardening in response to her nearness, seemed to nestle itself right up against the lips of her pussy. He felt her labia become hotter, and damned if they didn’t begin to part for him. The moist heat of her pussy beckoned to him, a nearly impossible temptation to resist.

  He wanted her more than he wanted his next breath—but not more than he wanted, needed, to take care of her. Rick slowly tapered their kiss and eased his cock away from her, before his best intentions were sabotaged by his greedy inner beast. Although he’d not had an orgasm yet, satisfaction still hummed through him. He’d helped to give her more pleasure than she’d ever known before. Nothing had ever made him feel manlier. With her soft, feminine body in his arms and her taste on his tongue, Rick knew he could do anything, be anything.

  This sense of self-confidence was as exhilarating as it was foreign to him.

  He caught sight of Kevin at the bathroom doorway. Rick placed another kiss on Maggie’s head and then eased himself back from her just enough so that he could meet her gaze. “Let’s get you all the way warmed up, love. The spa’s ready.”

  “That’s a wonderful idea.”

  It took only a moment for him to get off the bed. He reached out and quickly scooped her into his arms. He chuckled when she squeaked as he settled her in close.

  “How can you three always do that so easily? I’m not exactly a featherweight, you know.”

  “You really don’t weigh much, Maggie.” Rick said. He watched her as he carried her, liking the way she blinked nearly owlishly as they entered the brightly lit bathroom.

  Trey caught her reaction to the lights, too, and detoured to the switches, diming them to about half.

  “Mm, what’s that scent?” Maggie lifted her head from Rick’s shoulder to look around as she inhaled deeply.

  “It’s a jasmine-vanilla blend,” Kevin said from inside the tub. “The saleslady at the body-and-bath shop in the Galleria said it was a relaxing and enticing combination. I guess we’ll see if she was right.”

  “I like it. It smells very feminine. If you all get into that tub with me, you’re going to smell very pretty for Texan men.”

  Rick laughed, delighted with her humor. “No, Maggie. We’re going to smell like you. And that suits us just fine.”

  He set her gently into the bubbling water, and her heartfelt sigh as she leaned back against the edge of the tub and closed her eyes made him smile. He got into the spa himself and moved next to her on her right. Trey slid over to sit on her other side, and Kevin, bless his voyeuristic heart, ranged himself directly across from them.

  Rick eased her right leg onto his lap and began a gentle massage, working his way from just above her ankle up to her thigh, stopping short of her slit. Since Trey did the same with her left leg, he guessed Kevin was enjoying quite the prettiest sight in the room at the moment.

  “That feels so good.”

  “The massage or the water, love?”

  “Both.” Eyes still closed, she smiled. “And that extra little zing of excitement inside me because I know Kevin is watching us and getting an eyeful of my pussy right now.”

  “Turns you on to have me watch you, does it, Maggie?” Kevin grinned as he sat back with his arms spread out onto the edge of the tub, the epitome of a man comp
letely at ease with himself and his surroundings.

  “It does, and that’s a surprise to me. I had no idea I had an exhibitionist side.”

  “Remind us to show you the little video I shot the other day, baby.” Kevin said. “I bet it could get you hot and horny in no time flat.”

  Maggie opened her eyes then. She gave Kevin a half smile, her right eyebrow rising slightly. “I’ve been hot and horny almost constantly since meeting the three of you.”

  “Us, too, since meeting you.”

  Rick chuckled because both of his brothers had said that at the same time he did. He couldn’t resist the temptation to reach down and run his fingers up and down over Maggie’s pussy. His cock had gotten harder, and he felt as if he’d burst if he couldn’t fuck her, and soon.

  “Are you warm enough yet, love?”

  “Mm.” She closed her eyes and tilted her hips toward his touch. Her breathing hitched and her nipples contracted, forming two perfect peachy points. “I’m warm, all right, and getting warmer.” Then she opened her eyes and turned her head and locked her gaze on his. “And I find I really want to feel your cock deep inside my pussy, Richard.”

  “What a coincidence. I want to feel that, too.” Rick leaned over and kissed her, the taste of her feeding his passion and making his cock twitch. “Do you know what I’d like you to do? I’d very much like you to turn around, get on your knees, and lean over the edge of the tub. Once you’re in position, I want to put a butt plug in you, and then, love, I want to fuck your cunt from behind.”

  * * * *

  Maggie didn’t say anything, but then she guessed she didn’t have to. Richard surely must have felt her reaction to his suggestion. His fingers were still toying with her pussy. Her shiver, and the way her nipples beaded even tighter as she’d almost instinctively tightened her pelvic floor muscles, flexing her labia, was her body’s way of shouting a great big yes.

  She didn’t say anything, she just smiled and got herself into the position Richard asked of her. She heard the sounds behind her and could only guess at what he was doing.