Spinning her away from him, Cody clicked on the shop lights Knox had strung up through the barn. He wanted to see this.
* * * *
Amanda stumbled away from Cody, unsure and more than a little nervous about the direction things had taken. The barn glowed with an eerie dimness, revealing the ominous mix of tools around her. They cast harsh, menacing shadows across the wooden slat walls.
The smells of dirt, wood, leather, metal, sweat, and the dangerous combination of male musk thickened around her as the very large and obviously pissed man in front of her advanced. She knew that look, knew the very nature of the wicked thoughts driving Cody forward. Despite all reason and fear, her body responded to Cody’s look like a dog trained to a dinner bell.
“Don’t you think we should talk about this, Cody?”
“Talk about what?” He blinked in fake confusion, prowling forward. Amanda didn’t trust him, retreating for every step he advanced.
The underlying hardness to Cody’s tone warned her that he knew about her earlier misadventure with Knox. “I really honestly didn’t mean to hurt you, Cody. I didn’t mean for anything to happen. It’s just Knox’s kiss…”
Amanda cut off her words, recognizing a bad direction when she heard it. From the way his jaw tensed, Amanda figured she said enough. She expected Cody’s anger, just not where he directed it.
“Knox? You think I care about that?” Cody snorted, reverting back to growling. “I’m talking about Jace.”
“Jace?” Amanda blinked, her mouth doing that speaking before thinking thing. “Why? I just kissed—”
Cody’s head shaking cut off her words, and she shied back from the waves of anger Amanda could feel vibrating off him. The restless energy had his feet shuffling as Cody started to pace while he bit out his accusation.
“You know I spent the last two weeks trying to get you to lighten up enough just to tell me what your favorite color is and then in one afternoon you’re all cuddly with Jace?”
Amanda tried to track Cody’s complaint. He wasn’t mad she almost fucked his oldest brother. No, Cody was upset she talked with Jace. All the confusion over just what kind of mess she’d sunk into with the Reese brothers just got more convoluted.
“So,” Cody turned around to pin her with his gaze, “you wanna tell me what that’s about?”
She might not have understood much of the deeper meanings, but Amanda could answer that question. “You never told me you went to college.”
That threw Cody for a moment, and his features lightened into a scowl. “What?”
“You never explained how Knox took after you on Christmas morning and crashed into the tree. You got cut above your eye, and that’s where that little scar comes from.”
Cody’s confusion narrowed into annoyance. “I’m not interested in hearing about my past, Amanda. I want to know what it is about Jace that had you going all soft today.”
Amanda shook her head. Cody really did need to have the obvious spelled out for him. “You’re mad at me for not relaxing around you, but you’re like Fort Knox when I’m around. Why should I tell you anything about me when you don’t want to share yourself?”
He didn’t like her answer. In fact, it appeared to make Cody harden all the more. Amanda had to swallow down her nervous as he closed in on her. This time she held her ground.
“You know what this place is?”
The question caught her off guard, and Amanda hesitated to answer, unsure of where it would lead. “No.”
“This is Knox’s special place.” Cody smiled, not the least bit assuring of a gesture. “It’s his workshop…and his play room. He works on special projects out here. In fact, Knox has quite an interesting array of toys in that cupboard. Wanna see?”
“No.” God, but yes. “I don’t think you should be playing with your brother’s toys.”
“Why not?” Cody’s head tilted in confusion. “Knox played with my date, didn’t he?”
All righteous thoughts of confessing fled under the dark intent shining in his shadowed gaze. Panic and excuses erupted into mayhem. “It isn’t what you think.”
“It isn’t?” Cody cocked his head. “So you didn’t tell Jace you almost fucked Knox?”
Amanda’s mouth worked over words that simply didn’t materialize.
“Exactly.” Cody’s lips lifted slightly. “Tell me, Amanda, was he any good?”
“No.” The response came instantly. Not to Cody’s question, but to the mere fact he had asked it.
“No? Well, it will certainly be fun to enlighten Knox on your opinion. Just what do you think his response will be?”
Amanda shivered just to imagine. “I…I…”
“You?” Cody raised an inquisitive brow.
“I should go.” She said it, but Amanda didn’t make a move to do it. Too afraid to get within grabbing range, Amanda found herself cornered with Cody between her and the door. The door was way, way over there now.
“Are you going to run, my pet?”
The dark purr was like a stroke against her most sensitive body parts. Beneath her dress, Amanda felt her body come to life. Her pulse started to race, her breasts swelled, and deep down her pussy pulsed, weeping with the need his damn tone inspired in her. It was happening again. Cody was mesmerizing her, casting her in a web of need Amanda had no choice but to obey.
“You know how I like it when you run.”
Oh, God, she liked him like this. It didn’t matter there were people out there. People who could wander in here. As much as the idea horrified her, it also excited her. Her mind conjured up images of what it would be like to be watched, for surely once Cody started on her, he wouldn’t stop, no matter who walked in. The very thought had her leaking desire down the insides of her thighs.
“Run.”
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Amanda did just that. Knowing it was futile. Knowing it would only heighten his aggression. Knowing she didn’t want to escape. Amanda ran because Cody commanded. Obeying only fueled the fire in her blood, guaranteeing she’d come harder later.
She didn’t make it past the rim of light before Cody tackled her. They rolled as he took her to the ground, fighting for position and fueling their desires. She loved this, loved giving into the wildness, loved how it only fired the savage beast lurking within him to life.
Amanda might not deserve the fantasy of happily ever after, but she earned her right to indulge in any of her darker passions. Giving over to them, she fought to keep Cody from stripping her naked and forcing her into position. As her struggles proved futile, her desire escalated to nearly climactic heights. This was foreplay Cody-style, and he managed to addict her to it.
Through ears pounding with the beat of her own racing blood, she heard the rip of fabric, felt the air against her bare skin, and knew she was losing the battle. She always lost, and only by losing could she truly win.
Despite her hurled curses and flailing limbs, Cody stripped her bare with a speed and precision that spoke of how determined he was to get his way. To get exactly what he wanted and to give her exactly what she needed.
Dirt and bits of straw scraped over her skin as he flipped her onto her stomach, his strong hands forcing her into the very position she expected. This was his favorite position, putting her on her knees, bowed before him and open to his pleasure. A calloused hand bit into her thighs, spreading them before his fingers slid up to take bold possession of wet flesh.
“So hot,” he growled, forcing a moan from her as he pushed into her clenching sheath. “So damn tight and wet. Tell me you don’t want me to fuck you.”
Amanda didn’t have it left in her to fight, didn’t even have the strength for words. Her head hit the ground as her arms caved under her.
“Tell me!”
She couldn’t. She showed him, arching her back and thrusting back on the fingers filling her, but not nearly enough. The motion drew a husky, arrogant laugh from the man behind her.
“I’m going to fuck this little cun
t raw. This pussy is mine, Amanda. Mine to pet, to taste, to fuck, where, when, and how I want. You will not deny me what is mine!”
His hard, determined words made her shiver with both longing and need. She wanted to be his, wanted to be owned by his possession, to be controlled and conquered by his domination. Only in these moments did she ever truly feel safe, protected, and free.
The loss of his fingers left her feeling bereft and alone, but the sizzling sound of a zipper rasping downward reassured her he wasn’t leaving her for long. Silently, Amanda offered up a prayer he would do as he said and fuck her, now, with no hesitation because she could not take any of his normal tormenting tricks.
Blunt, thick and full cock pushed into her, pressing past the constrictive ring of muscles at the threshold of her opening. He paused, barely inside her, long enough to make her worry he intended to tease her after all.
“Who do you belong to?”
She had to answer that question. Lessons already taught told her there could be no escaping this one.
“You.” Amanda barely managed to make the word intelligible.
“Who?”
“You. Please, Cody, I ache.”
The words ended in a scream as he slammed his full length deep into her. He went so far, so hard and quick, his balls slapped right against her, and she could feel his hip bone banging against her ass. It felt wonderful and frustrating because again he went still.
Amanda moaned and flexed her inner muscles in a silent demand for more. The invitation went unanswered, but she knew better than to do it again. She remembered the last time she tempted him into an early release by coaxing it out with her control over her sheath.
As much pleasure as she experienced that night, she did not intend to live through that moment again here and now. She went still, waiting for his direction, knowing he had something planned. What it was, though, became an alarming question as the sound of fabric ripping drew her thoughts into darker, more erotic directions.
Darkness, complete blackness, was exactly what came as he lowered a folded piece of shirt over her eyes and bound her world to nothing but feeling.
“Cody?”
“Silence!” He emphasized with a sharp slap to her ass. The blow ignited the embers burning in her muscles at his possession, and she couldn’t control the spasms echoing out of her pussy and through her body.
“You are worried about being watched. Well, now you don’t have to worry because you can’t see.”
Oh, God. Her breath skipped out of her and forgot to return.
“Since you can’t control that mouth of yours,” a piece of fabric brushed against her lips, and Amanda knew better than to deny him access, “I’ll just have to gag you.”
She couldn’t take much more of this. Everything he was doing to her made the desire flooding her system boil to dangerous heights. Soon, too soon, it would disintegrate her in its euphoric heat. At this rate, she wouldn’t last more than two strokes before her mind left her body and her soul went on vacation to the forbidden land of rapture’s utopia.
It wouldn’t stop him. He would force her further into the embrace of her own climax, making her survive one catastrophic explosion after another until he reduced her to nothing more than a pile of dust at his feet.
“Now, then, you’ll behave or I’ll bind your hands as well. Understood?”
Amanda nodded weakly, not doubting he would do as he stated. It was hard, though, to be still and simply experience everything when her body ached to rush forward.
“Good girl.”
Cody ran a hand down her back in a soothing motion, rubbing mini circles of warmth into her skin as he slid from her body. He left her empty and cold. His possession was just as she feared, nothing more than a tease. She heard the crunch of his footsteps as he moved off and away, to get the toys Knox kept hidden about the place or to open the door for a public viewing of her conquering, Amanda didn’t know.
Both ideas filled her with tense desire as arousal warred with anxiety. She strained forward, listening to the symphony of night noises as she tried to decipher the changing world around her. She heard the scrape and creak of hinges, or had it simply been murmurs from the mayhem outside?
Swallowing hard, Amanda tried to focus but still jumped in startled surprise when Cody’s hand smoothed down her back. It had to be him, even if she hadn’t heard him return. Surely, he would never let another man touch her when she was vulnerable like this. What about one of his brothers?
Amanda’s throat closed up on with the thought, seizing all flow of oxygen until her skin prickled with awareness. Goose bumps chased shivers up her spine as a hand slid down to massage her ass cheeks. They exploded into full-body tremors as a second hand came up to assist, dividing her ass and giving her unseen tormentor direct access to her sensitive back sheath.
Despite everything that transpired over the past couple of weeks, Amanda still couldn’t help but feel nervous as she felt the cool, smooth glide of his lubricated fingers penetrating deep into her ass. He pressed downward on a sweet spot filled with nerves. The brief touch sent a tingle of mini-explosions dancing up her spine, and she moaned under the impact.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Cody crooned behind her. “Nice and easy. You like this, don’t you? Like having my fingers fucking into your ass?”
Oh, thank God. It was Cody. She knew it, even if the proof snapped the tension washing over her in a backlash of desire. He hit the special spot again, and Amanda started to drool. Her hands weakened under the impact, and they slid across the floor until her head hit the ground.
“You got such a sweet ass, baby. Stretched, but still so damn tight. I’m going to fuck you here before this night is over, make you come so hard it just might kill you. I might die right along with you being trapped in this hot vise, feeling all these muscles clamped down on me, feeling every little ripple as I force you to take me deeper and deeper still. What do you think, Amanda? Are you ready?”
She whimpered her response through the gag. She was ready now, and if he would just press harder on the special spot, just fill her with something bigger, thicker, she could feel her release now.
“Soon, baby, very soon.”
When his hand retreated, Amanda whimpered and tensed. Surely soon meant now, but when she felt the bulbous head of a cock pressing into the tight entrance of her backside, it had the cool, smooth feel of plastic and not the heated, satin feel of flesh.
He cut her train of thought as he forced the rounded top of the plug past her clenched opening. It slid deep into her body, filling her in a way she’d never thought she’d enjoy. Her reservations melted away as she arched into the caress, silently begging for a little more.
He gave it to her. A quick twist and a short stroke left her panting as bright lights popped in her eyes. Oh, yes, just another. One more, maybe two, and she’d be sated.
Cody, as always, was the master of denial, and true to his nature, he released the plug with a little pat to seat it firmly inside her. The need, the desires inside her were overwhelming to all sense of rationale and reason. The urge to jerk free and reach back to fuck herself with the toy should have shocked her. It would have if not for the desire blinding her normal sense of decency and inhibition.
She loved being vulnerable like this, knowing she was completely at Cody’s mercy. At the mercy of his strong, capable arms. Soon, very soon, he’d take the sensation up a notch when he filled her from behind. He promised, and she anticipated.
His arms locked around her, and she felt the world whirling beneath her feet only to slam back into reality as Cody pressed her onto the rough, uneven surface of a wooden table. She could feel the sawdust and splinters cutting into her back and shifted to ease the sensation.
She forgot all about the slight discomfort. Cody lifted her legs, forcing her knees to bend and stretch, leaving the hot, swollen folds of her pussy completely open and vulnerable to the night air.
Smooth plastic from behind and hot, hungry
man in front. The delirious contrast had her arching and moaning as his mouth descended onto her weeping cunt. Like liquid heat, his tongue left a molten flow of lava in its wake as it slid teasingly through her slit.
The sharp clenching made her feel every millimeter of the thick cock filling her ass as Cody pressed his mouth even tighter against her heated flesh. The plug held firm, lighting up her senses with nearly unbearable shockwaves of pleasure.
Cody lifted his mouth, letting her suck in much-needed air. He ruined the effort when his fingers dipped and filled her clenching sheath. The sudden explosion of pressure made her chest constrict even as her lungs fought to expand. A rough, large hand came up to cup her breast and hold it still for his feasting even as his fingers set a deep pounding rhythm in her cunt, making her flex and thrust back. Each motion of her hips echoed with a rebel’s cry of rapture as she slid along the thick cock filling her ass.
Cody nipped at her sensitive nipples, scraping his teeth over their puckered edges to tighten around their bases and hold her captive for the teasing licks of his tongue. Amanda moaned, scraping her nails through the silky strands of his hair to dig into his scalp and try to hold him still as he moved from breast to breast, tormenting her with his heavenly mouth.
He brought her right to the edge, leaving her weeping and crying out against the injustice as his fingers plunged deep one last time before sliding free. Into the manic darkness came Cody’s deep, husky voice. Whispering anew all the hidden fantasies he enjoyed tormenting her with.
“You like that, baby? Like being filled from both sides? I could slide my cock deep into you right now and fuck you against the dildo. That’s just a taste of what it would feel like if one of my brothers joined us. You’d love it, wouldn’t you? You fantasize every second it is Knox’s cock you are riding so hard because it’s what you really want, isn’t it?”
Yes! She wanted to scream it at him, to give into the wildness and accept the perversion hounding her soul with whispered promises of pure ecstasy. She wanted it. She wanted to feel Knox buried so deep inside her she could feel him touching her soul. It was Jace she wanted mounting her from the front.
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