“Today, Masters, in the shower.”
They both scowled. Shit, she was in trouble apparently.
“You came without our permission? That is not allowed, little slave. Ten for your disobedience.”
Sara almost came on the spot. The thought of being spanked was thrilling. She had been spanked a few more times since that first time with Cole. She loved it, and they knew it.
“Hand or paddle?”
Sara looked demurely at the floor. “Whatever my Masters wish is my wish.”
“Cole, help her up and bend her over the edge of the bed. I’ll get the paddle.”
Cole helped her up and into position. Bent over, legs spread, ass in the air, and pussy on display, she could only imagine the picture she made. She hoped it was an arousing one to her men.
Jeremy came up behind her, stroking her ass cheeks. “Five from me and five from Cole, since you disobeyed us. You’ll count these out, little slave. Understand?”
“Yes, Masters.” Her voice was muffled in the bedcovers.
The waiting was terrible, and then Jeremy gave her the first stroke. It landed with a thud, and the impact sent her up on her toes. Pain bloomed on her ass, to be quickly followed by pleasure. She realized Jeremy was waiting.
“One!”
The next stroke was just as hard and just as arousing. It seemed as if her bottom cheeks were connected directly to her clit. She was on the edge of orgasm quickly.
“Two!”
He drew out the next three, making sure she felt each stroke of the paddle individually. By the time Jeremy handed the paddle to Cole, she was begging to come.
“Please, Masters! Please, I need to come!”
Cole stroked her sore ass cheeks. “Soon, little one. I think you might come just from the paddling. Let’s see, shall we?”
She thought Cole might go easy on her compared to Jeremy, but if anything the paddle struck as smartly or more as before. Tears leaked as her sore ass throbbed with heat, sending waves of mini-orgasms through her pussy. She was actually coming from being paddled.
“You’re not counting, slave. Does that mean you want another stroke in its place?”
“Six!”
The next stroke sent her into another climax, rippling through her cunt, sending cream gushing from her pussy.
“Seven!”
The next stroke sent a wave of pleasure-pain so strong her body tightened and her orgasm rolled over her. It racked her body, shooting through her like the fireworks earlier in the evening. She screamed their names and barely registered the two strokes from the paddle that completed her punishment. She only knew they kept her coming and coming long after she thought she couldn’t take that much pleasure. Somewhere, the pain and pleasure combined and she floated until she finally opened her eyes, spent and replete. Her men were holding her close and murmuring words of praise and endearment.
“You are so amazing, Sara. God, we love you so much.”
Cole pushed her hair out of her eyes. “Yes, we love you so much, princess. You’re so perfect for us.”
Sara blinked. “You love me?”
Cole smiled tenderly. “Of course. What do you think all of this is about? You’re beautiful, strong, intelligent, funny, a great mom, and you love to play games with us. We’d be real boneheads if we didn’t fall in love with you.”
Jeremy chuckled. “Ditto what he said. Hell, double ditto.”
Sara tried to push up, but her hands were still restrained behind her. “But you love each other. You can’t love me.”
Cole frowned. “Why not? Do you think there’s a limit to how much love a home can hold? I love you as much as I love Jeremy.”
Sara was in a daze. They couldn’t really be saying this. “I can’t believe what you’re saying is true. I love you both so much. I tried not to, you know. But you’re such good men. You make me laugh and smile. You’re wonderful to Jack. And the games…” She rolled her eyes. “What can I say? They’re just awesome.”
Sara looked back and forth between these amazing men. Cole was her creative genius, always taking ideas to the next level. He could talk to her for hours about her ideas, thoughts, and dreams. So many times over those dark months he had teased and talked her out of her funk, making her feel like the only woman in the world.
Jeremy was her Rock of Gibraltar. He had been the one she had turned to when it had all seemed like too much to handle. His calm and in-charge demeanor made her feel safe and cared for.
Cole framed her face with his hands. “We do love you. We admit that we’ve been attracted to you for a long time. But these weeks with you have deepened our feelings. We love you, and we want you to stay.”
Sara was choked with emotion. She wasn’t sure she could truly stay. But she had this time with them now. She would make the most of it.
“I want to be with you. With both of you.”
Jeremy grinned. “Now that sounds like a plan. Let’s get you untied and riding Cole’s cock.”
* * * *
Jeremy was speechless at Sara’s declaration of love. She hadn’t said she would stay, but it was a start. His heart felt so full when he looked at her and Cole. They were everything to him, along with Jack. He finally felt his family was complete. He and Cole hadn’t known they were missing something until they had Sara and Jack in their lives. Everything felt right now.
Cole lay down on the bed and donned a condom. Jeremy smiled at the thought of a day when neither would need to suit up. Perhaps they could talk Sara into another baby. A little blond boy or a dark-haired girl would be the ultimate gift, and Jack would love a playmate.
He untied her hands and massaged her shoulders as she swung her leg over Cole. Her wanted her relaxed for what they were about to do. He wouldn’t be able to get inside her if she was tense.
“Relax, princess. Let Cole slide into that pretty pussy. How does it feel, Cole?”
Cole’s expression of pleasure matched Sara’s as inch after inch of Cole’s dick disappeared inside her. “Her pussy feels so hot and tight, J. God, I love fucking her. She’s going to feel even tighter when you burrow into her virgin ass.”
Sara gave him an indignant look. “Who said I had a virgin ass? Why do men always assume a woman’s never had anal sex?”
Cole gave her a devilish grin. “Sorry, honey. I shouldn’t assume. It’s great that you’re not a virgin. Jeremy can just go ahead and slam into your ass and give you a good, hard fucking there.”
Sara’s cheeks turned red. “Wait! I am…I mean…shit. I am a virgin there. I just thought it was wrong to assume it. You should ask.”
Jeremy couldn’t stop the laughter that had bubbled up. She was just so damn cute.
“Don’t worry, honey. I’m going to pop that cherry nice and slow. You’re going to love it.”
He grabbed the lube and placed his hand on the middle of her back, pressing her down onto Cole’s chest. Cole started distracting her with nibbles, kisses, and roaming hands while Jeremy dribbled the lube down her crack. Her tight rosette peeked out from between the still-red globes of her ass. She was going to be a pleasure to fuck.
* * * *
Sara held her breath as Jeremy’s fingers circled her back hole, spreading the lube. She felt his finger press on the tight ring of muscles, trying to gain entry.
“Breathe, princess, and push out against my finger. That’s a good girl.”
She pushed, and his finger slid in to the hilt. She waited for the burn she had always heard about, but it didn’t come. It did feel strange, and her ass felt full. She wiggled on his finger, trying to get him to move.
He pulled his finger out, and she felt so empty. More lube was added, and this time she felt more fingers pushing for entry. She knew what to do this time and pushed out as his fingers pressed in. This time she felt the burn, but she didn’t feel a lot of pleasure. The books seemed to think she should be climbing toward orgasm by now.
“I’m going to start stretching you, honey. Tell me if it hurts.
I’m going to be very gentle.”
She felt his fingers moving in her ass, stretching her tight back hole. She felt a bite of pain and almost told him to stop, but that was when the pleasure started. She moaned as his fingers ran over sensitive nerves while Cole’s fingers played with her tight nipples. The sensations washing over her were almost too much.
“She likes it, J. Her pussy is clamping down on my cock like a fucking vise. I can’t hold out forever here. Is she almost ready?”
Cole’s voice sounded tense. She realized that he could feel Jeremy’s fingers against his cock. The sensation must have been driving him crazy.
“Almost. Do you like my fingers in your ass, princess?”
Sara pressed her face into Cole’s chest and nodded. “Yes. Yes, I do. It feels so full and decadent. It feels so naughty and dirty. I love it when it’s dirty.”
Cole’s laughter rumbled in his chest. “You are full, honey. Full of cock and fingers. As for naughty and dirty? We must be doing it right, then, if it feels that way.”
Jeremy removed his fingers, and she cried out at the feeling of loss. She needed something in her ass, and she needed it now, dammit.
“Easy, baby. I’m going to fuck you now. It’s time for all of us to be together.”
There was the crinkle of a condom wrapper, and then she felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her ass for entrance. She pushed back to let him in, frantic to get her ass filled again. He pulled back then pressed forward—back and forth—until she had everything he could give her. He rubbed her shoulders and back, trying to relax her.
“Breathe, honey. You need to breathe. When you’re ready, Cole and I will start moving and give you the fucking of your life.”
Sara took a deep breath and then another. “Fuck me.”
Boy, did they ever. They fucked her slowly in the beginning, building up speed as their cocks filled her holes and rubbed her clit. Desire washed through her bones, sending her spiraling higher and higher with each thrust. There wasn’t a moment she wasn’t stuffed full of cock—Cole’s or Jeremy’s. Cole’s rubbed her clit and Jeremy’s rubbed sensitive tissue in her ass. Their bodies were covered with sweat, their breath coming in pants, as they all moved closer to the climax.
“Now, Cole.” Jeremy’s voice sounded strained. Cole reached between them and rubbed her clit. It was all she needed to send her over the edge. She screamed her completion as her men continued to pound into her. The force of her orgasm threw her down into Cole’s chest as Jeremy thrust inside her and stilled. She was amazed at how clearly she could feel his cock jerk and spasm as he filled the condom with his cum.
Cole pressed inside her and froze. His face was contorted with painful passion, and his body tightened. He, too, filled the condom with his hot seed. They all collapsed in a heap of arms and legs, too tired and sated to move.
It was Jeremy who moved first, gently pulling from her sore ass. She had been soundly paddled and fucked and was sure to be sore tomorrow. Jeremy returned from taking care of the condom to lift her carefully off of Cole. He laid her down on the comforter and used a warm washcloth to clean her up. She tried to protest in embarrassment, but Jeremy persisted.
“We won’t have any of that, princess. You’re ours now.”
She could barely keep her eyes open as Jeremy cuddled up to her back and Cole to her front. She had never been this happy and satisfied. If only it could last forever.
Chapter 12
“When are we going to tell her?”
Cole poured himself a cup of coffee and looked out onto the back patio, where Sara and Jack were playing with his new police car. Last night had been the most amazing and wonderful of Cole’s life. They had told Sara how they felt, and she had returned their feelings. Things were coming together for them, and Cole didn’t want anything to ruin it.
Jeremy slumped against the kitchen counter. “Today. After we take Jack to playgroup, we’ll tell her.” Jeremy followed Cole’s gaze to the patio. “I’ve decided to pay for Stacey’s college. She’s Scott’s daughter and my niece. It seems like the right thing to do.”
Cole wrapped an arm around Jeremy’s shoulders, pulling him close for a soft kiss. “You’re amazing, you know that? I love you so fucking much. It’s absolutely the right thing to do. She’s family.”
Jeremy shook his head. “Don’t put me on a white horse, baby. It did cross my mind to shred that file and pretend we never talked to Alex. But shit, I just can’t do that.”
“I doubt you were tempted for long. You’re too good a man to do that. Sara needs to know that Jack has a half sister. We’re doing the right thing.”
Jeremy’s eyes looked sad. “This is going to hurt her, and there isn’t a fucking thing we can do to stop it.”
“We can be there for her, J. Sara’s a strong woman. She’s proved that in the last year and a half. She’ll be okay. She has us and she has Jack.”
Jeremy gave him a crooked smile. “I hope that’s enough. I hope we’re enough.”
* * * *
Sara stretched out on the chaise lounge on the patio. Jack was at playgroup, and Cole and Jeremy had left for work a few hours ago. She was looking forward to some quality time with her e-reader and the latest erotic ménage story by her favorite author.
She smiled as thoughts of the night before drifted through her mind. The men said they loved her and wanted her to stay. She loved them, too. She hadn’t expected to fall in love when she came here. It had been the furthest thing from her mind, actually. But here she was, in love with two wonderful men. They made her happy and they made Jack happy. How could she have resisted?
She sipped her iced tea and sighed. Any relationship was fraught with difficulties, but this one would be off the charts. First, one of the men was the brother of her late husband. That was different right there. Second, well, there were two of them. She wasn’t sure this little town was ready for a ménage trio raising a toddler. Third, she lived in Florida. Her home, friends, and job were there. She wasn’t sure about picking her life up and moving here for a relationship, even one as amazing as this one. She had lived in Florida her entire life. She didn’t even own a winter coat or gloves.
The sound of the front door opening startled her, and she turned to see Jeremy and Cole heading out to the patio. Sara frowned. They shouldn’t be home for several hours yet.
“Are you guys okay? Are you sick?”
They both smiled and gave her a kiss. Cole grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze. “We’re fine, princess. We missed you today.”
“You came home early because you missed me?” Sara laughed. “I think I know why. Last night wasn’t enough for you, huh?”
Jeremy smiled and held her other hand. “Last night was the greatest night of our lives. We hope that we have a lifetime of nights with you, Sara. But we came home to talk to you. There’s something we have to tell you, and we wanted to be alone with you when we did.”
Sara felt dread beginning to build in the pit of her stomach. They looked like they’d rather be anywhere but here talking to her.
“So talk to me. Jack’s at playgroup.” Her voice came out shaky.
Both men pulled chairs forward and sat down. Jeremy pulled a folder from his briefcase.
“This is about the bank account Scott had. It doesn’t have anything to do with the business.”
Sara frowned. “It doesn’t? Then what is it for?”
Jeremy swallowed heavily before glancing at Cole. “Scott was sending two thousand dollars a month to a family here in Champaign for the last several years.”
Her heart was pounding so loudly she was sure that Jeremy and Cole could hear it. She didn’t want to ask, but she knew she had to. “Why? Why was he sending the money to someone? Oh shit, was he gambling again?”
Tears welled up in her eyes. She had thought Scott quit playing cards when they got married.
Cole shook his head and squeezed her hand. “No, he wasn’t gambling, princess. He was sending the money to h
is daughter. Scott had a daughter he didn’t know about until a few years ago. He was helping support her.”
Sara felt Cole’s words like a blow to her heart. She looked at Jeremy. “Is this true? Scott has a daughter?”
Jeremy scraped his hands across his face. “Yes. Scott had a daughter by his high school sweetheart. A daughter he never knew about until about five years ago. He didn’t cheat on you, Sara.”
Sara felt the anguish turn to anger. “Well, that’s okay then. He didn’t cheat on me. Hey, he only lied to me. That’s not so bad. My beloved husband was a fucking liar!”
Sara jumped up from the lounge chair and began to pace. Jeremy stood, too, and tried to grab her hand, but she shook him off.
“I’m sure he had his reasons. We’ll never know why or if he intended to tell you one day. He did have a sense of obligation to his daughter, and for that he should be respected.”
Sara stopped and turned toward Jeremy slowly. She couldn’t believe her ears. “What are you saying, Jeremy? That I should admire my late husband? That I should just forgive and forget that he was living a lie? What else don’t I fucking know about Scott? What else?”
Sara screamed the last words, and the tears started to fall. The pain of Scott’s passing felt so fresh suddenly. It was like he had died all over again. Cole pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair.
“Shhhh, princess. No, we don’t think you should admire Scott for this. He should have told you. Jeremy wasn’t defending him, just trying to explain the situation. If you want to get mad, you go right ahead. We’ll be here while you scream and throw things. We’ll always be here for you.”
Sara wiped her hand across her tearstained cheeks. Salty tears had run into her mouth, and she needed a tissue. She turned to Jeremy. “Did you know? How long have you known?”
Jeremy’s face turned white. “Fuck, no, I didn’t know. Not until yesterday. When Steve didn’t know anything about the account, I hired a friend. He’s a private investigator. He found the information for us and brought it yesterday. We didn’t want to ruin Jack’s birthday by telling you. We decided to wait until today.”
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