Monroe, Melody S. - Undercover Fantasy [Fantasy Resort 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  “You’ll see, but we need to get you out of that dress.”

  She couldn’t wait to get naked and have him make love to her. Blindfold on, she sat up and raised her arms. The zipper came down. He lifted the dress over her head, and her pussy throbbed even harder if that was possible. God, she needed him to touch her, rub her, anything to help calm the nerves dancing all over her body. She lay back down, ready for him. Not being able to see what he was doing drove her crazy, and every hair lifted in anticipation.

  Cold cream touched the tip of her nipple. Goose bumps raced down the side of her tits. He rubbed more cream on her other tit, dragging his hands up and down the sides. Suddenly, the cold turned warm, then hot. Her nipples seemed to explode.

  “You put more of that cream on me. Oh, God.” She rocked on the bed. Her body was on fire. “Please. Do something. Suck me. Touch me. Anything.”

  “I thought you’d never ask.”

  Another jar opened. This time he spread goo on her rear hole. She waited for the fire to spread, but it didn’t. “Is that different from the other cream that’s driving me crazy?”

  “Yes, but don’t worry. I plan to drive you crazy there, too.”

  He slipped a finger under her butt and slid it in her tight muscle. Her breaths increased. When her body relaxed, he dipped in another finger.

  “It’s already too much.” She swore the butt plug he’d put in before was big, but his two fingers stretched her more.

  “You’ve seen nothing yet.”

  He scissored his fingers, stretching her even more. As quickly as he began, he withdrew his fingers and got off the bed. Paper tore. Did he keep a stash of plugs in Trent’s house?

  “Can you get on your hands and knees?”

  She knew what he was going to do, and this time she wanted to wear the plug, to feel the cold steel or glass or whatever it was made of, to fill her up. It would make loving Brandon so much more fulfilling when he actually entered her bottom.

  “Let me know if this is too much for you and I’ll stop.”

  She spread her legs wide to make the entry as smooth as possible. Gently, he nudged open the tight ring. Even though she knew what to expect, the sensation took her breath away. He twisted it in.

  “Sweetheart, you have to let go. Relax those muscles for me. You’ll never be able to experience the real thing if this little plug has trouble getting in.”

  Little? She inhaled, then exhaled. Brandon patiently threaded part of the plug inside her. Sparks of lust grabbed her. It seemed like the plug had large bumps along the way, stretching and filling her at the same time. He pushed a little then pulled it out, working in the plug until it fit snugly.

  “There. Good job. Now try to forget it’s there while I fill you with something else.”

  “That’s impossible. My whole insides are vibrating.”

  “Perfect.”

  He rolled her over and slid alongside her. His lips were suddenly on hers as his hands explored her body. Their tongues touched, twisted, and entwined. He pulled her closer as if he couldn’t get enough.

  From all the touching, squeezing, and probing, her mind nearly lost consciousness. Her hands found his face. As if she were blind, she touched his beard and pressed her hips against his jeans.

  “Why don’t you get undressed?” Her voice didn’t even sound like her. So breathy and needy.

  She trailed a finger over his chest until she came to the waistband.

  “I thought I’d let you do the honors.”

  Finally, she’d get to feel him. She got up on her knees and tried hard to forget the object in her bottom, but every twist turned her on. She never knew nerve endings even existed down there. She couldn’t wait to try out this new way of making love. After a few failed attempts at getting his pants off, she finally succeeded. Getting the clothes off took extra effort since she couldn’t see. Not to mention every time she got too close to his face, he distracted her by guiding his fingers over all the right spots. She creamed, wanting him more than she’d ever wanted anything in her life.

  To make sure she removed every stitch of his clothes, she straddled him and ran her hands all along his body. Spreading her legs tightened the plug, driving her higher with desire. That added sensation on top of the cream had turned her desperate.

  “I think I might have missed something.” Why was she stalling when she wanted him so bad?

  He was definitely naked, but she wanted an excuse to explore him again. “I can tell you’re ready.” Boy, was he. His erection lay flat on his stomach, long and thick. “Are you going to stop torturing me now and let me have you?” She grabbed his cock and squeezed. “I’m burning up for you.”

  “You win. You are now mine for the taking.” She loved how he could talk and chuckle at the same time.

  A shout sounded from the front. It was Trent’s voice. She wasn’t sure whether to be deliriously happy he was here or upset that, once again, they’d been interrupted.

  Brandon gently patted her butt, pressing the plug in farther. “Gotta get up. I bet the boys will want to join in the fun.”

  “Boys? Dom’s here, too?”

  Now this was her fantasy come true, but, she swore, if she didn’t get some release soon, she might have to pistol whip all of them.

  She took off the mask. A second later, her other fantasy men walked in and beamed. Both Trent and Dom already had bulges in their pants. How nice was that?

  Dom stepped closer and ran a hand down her rear. “I can see we are going to have the time of our lives with you, darlin’.”

  Chapter Seven

  Her skin prickled with need as the two men approached the bed. Dom stood over her. “You are incredible. I’m sorry you decided to cut short your stay at the resort, but man, am I happy we can finally make love to you without losing our jobs.”

  She couldn’t believe she’d be able to touch them, savor their fabulous bodies, enjoy having their hands all over her. “Me, too.”

  Wait a minute. Could she really make love to all three? Even if all of the men were gung ho about the idea, she’d be cheating on two of them, right? It didn’t matter they were all related. Blood or not, they’d get jealous. And what about when she learned to like one more than the other? Could she, in all good conscience, make love to them equally?

  Trent sat on the bed next to her and placed her hand in his. “Babe, this is a big step, but I promise we’ll make it good for you. I can see from the way your brows are pinched you’re having doubts. It’s natural.” He glanced at Brandon. “Tell her.”

  Brandon scooted closer. “We all care about you. You have the right amount of aggression mixed with a wonderful heart. You love to flirt and are such a free spirit we can feel your excitement about life. We all want that in a woman. There’s nothing wrong with three men caring for one amazing lady.”

  She glanced to Dom. He said nothing, but the grin on his face and the big hard-on told her they were all fine with sharing. “Okay, but I’m not sure how much I can handle. I’ll give it a try though.”

  Brandon turned to the men. “We have to wait until she’s stretched out. We’d tear her to shreds if we tried to come in the back door. We’ll have to be content with exploring her sweet pussy tonight.” He held up a finger. “But in a couple of days, watch out.” He grinned and her heart nearly cracked from wanting him.

  She should be embarrassed having two of them watch her while she had sex with the third, but with these men, it seemed right, comfortable even.

  She moved her gaze from Dom to Trent to Brandon. Each was so different, yet they had a gentleness mixed with a certain level of control that appealed to her. Trent was kind, Dom more aggressive, and Brandon was a combination of both. With him a cop it explained why she related to him so quickly.

  Dom turned to Brandon. “Is she ready?”

  Brandon had spent a long time playing with her, teasing her, and setting every nub on fire with that damned sensitizing cream. Yes, she was ready.

  He shook h
is head. “Far from it.”

  “What? I am too. I’m so wet I’ve almost drenched the bedspread.”

  Before she got to prove her point, Trent leaned over and ran a thumb down her wide open pussy and slid his finger across her wet slit. “Hmm. Definitely moist, but I’m thinking she needs more time to mature. I want her desperate for us, and oh so willing to do anything we ask.”

  “I am willing to do anything you ask.” Play hard to get. Right. With these three that isn’t going to happen. Ever. “What can I do to convince you I need you right now?” She pulled on both nipples, extending them for their perusal. When none of them made a move, she slid a finger into her wetness and plucked it out. “See? I’m close to climaxing already. I can’t stand it much longer.” She hated that her voice came out pleading, but she was telling the truth.

  When Trent smiled, she knew he’d only been teasing her.

  He turned to Brandon. “I know how much our sweet lady here likes to be punished. Have you given her that pleasure today?” He shook his head. “I was just getting to that. Tiff, I think you know the position.”

  She loved getting spanked, especially by Brandon. “What about the plug?”

  “Leave it in. We’ll take care.”

  If he nudged the plug with a slap, the large item would go in farther. Her already burning flesh would be further stimulated, adding to the intensity of the experience. She placed her feet on the floor and rested her elbows on the bed. With her naked butt up in the air, she waited for the first smack. Instead of a hand, he rubbed more of that damned cream on her bottom, adding an extra dose to her already burning pussy.

  As her butt turned hot, a soft leather whip struck her rear, knocking against the end of the plug, causing her to squeeze her cheeks tight. Waves of arousal slammed into her. Her stomach contracted, and she tightened her fists against the overwhelming desire. Not moving took all of her control.

  “You like that?” Brandon had wielded the instrument.

  “So…” The rest of the words wouldn’t come out. The erotic experience turned her mouth dry.

  Next came a slap. The sting blossomed on her rear. The sensitivity from the cream had ignited every cell. Heat raced to her core, juicing her more. Trent stood at her side and fondled her hot tits while a second slap landed. The merest pinch of her nipples sent waves of lust straight down to her overly stimulated clit as well as to the tight ring of skin holding the plug. For what seemed like five minutes, Trent and Dom teased her nipples, rubbed them, raking their palms across the peaks before soothing them, while Brandon spanked her then caressed her oh-so-needy clit and ass.

  “I’m ready, I swear.”

  “Who wants to go first?” This came from Brandon.

  “You can go. We’ll tend to her other needs,” Trent said.

  Brandon took hold of her hips and slid right into her since her pussy was ripe for the taking. Instead of pounding into her and seeking his release, he slowly moved in and out, which drove her even crazier. Adding his large size right next to the plug, he filled her up completely.

  An overwhelming desire to come right away grabbed her. “Faster, Brandon. I’m going to come.”

  “Oh, no you don’t. You are not to climax, or we’ll have to resort to other tortures for you. Right now I want to enjoy your scrumptious body and well-oiled pussy. Do. Not. Come.”

  Heat radiated from the tips of her peaks down to inside her walls. Pleasure bombarded her from every direction as he slid in before withdrawing at a maddeningly smooth, easy pace. Had he not had such a tight grip on her hips, she would have pushed into him. His groan further turned her on, if that was possible, as did Trent’s fingers on her nipples. Dom had moved away, but she hoped he was enjoying himself as much as she was. A girl could only take so much touching and teasing. Yikes.

  After the long siege by his cock, hot cum shot up her narrow tunnel, and before she could climax, he pulled out. Damn him. “Brandon, I didn’t come. Please don’t leave me hanging.”

  Someone rubbed her clit. “We have no plans on leaving until you are totally satisfied.” Dominic must have exchanged places with Brandon.

  Thank you, God. A warm, moist towel found its way to her wet pussy dripping with Brandon’s juices. Dom wiped her up and down, over and over, until the rough terrycloth made her ache even more.

  “I want to see your face when you scream my name and come. Roll over for me, darlin’.” He tapped her butt and she clenched her cheeks in delight.

  She loved how Dom took control. Once on her back, he spread her legs wide and extended her legs. She’d always wrapped her legs around her man, but this new position might prove interesting.

  He gave her an unhurried kiss. “Don’t move. This angle makes the experience much more intense.”

  It did indeed. Her rear was pulsating from the pressure pushing deep in her anus. He pressed his pecs into her tits before kissing her more thoroughly. Sparks shot through her body. His back muscles rippled as he got into position. Smooth as silk, he slid into her, once again moving slower than two glaciers on a fault. Dom was bigger than Brandon, or so she believed. He kissed her eyelids, her lips, and the soft spot right below her ear as he continued to glide in and out. She lifted her hips an inch to get more of him. Her fingers grabbed his ass, and she hung on tight. Blood pounded in her ears, the climax building. Skin pricking with need, she ran her hands over the planes of his shoulders and over his short-cropped hair. Pulling him close, she parted her mouth to explore him again. He was so sweet, so sexy, so amazing.

  She pulled back, ready to explode, if he would just go a little faster. “I’m going to come.” Her fingernails dug into his back to urge him on. As if he could sense her release, he plunged deeper, hitting her back wall with force. He picked up his pace, delving into her, punching harder each time he pressed in. She let out a scream and swore they both gushed fluids together.

  Patting his butt softly, she exhaled, trying to catch her breath. “Oh, my God. That was amazing.”

  “You can say that again.”

  Dom rolled onto his back, taking her with him. She lay on his chest, happy and really satisfied for the first time in a long time.

  Trent cleared his throat. “I’m dying here.”

  She laughed and lifted her head. “Me, too.”

  “How about a shower before we can continue this affair?” he said.

  “Works…for…me.” Even though her limbs barely supported her, she managed to cross the hall and make it into the pint-sized bathroom. The shower stall was equally tiny, which surprised her given how large the house was. “Just you and me, right?”

  “We love sharing in everything, babe. We’re related, remember?”

  They wanted to share even in the tiny shower?

  All three men piled in with her. She had to plaster her back to the wall for all of them to fit. Trent had turned on the water a minute before she’d entered to make it warm.

  He nuzzled her neck. “Did I ever tell you how much I love your tight little body? You turn me on more than anyone ever has.”

  Really? Then he must have used a lot of self-control when he hadn’t taken advantage of her up on the mountaintop. “I can’t begin to tell what you do to me.”

  Trent pulled the handheld showerhead from its mount and pumped up the massage level to pulsating. He aimed the water on her back first before running it down to her bottom. The warm water eased her muscles and elicited many erotic thoughts.

  “Turn around.” His whispered command further excited her.

  He nudged her legs so wide she had to brace herself between the tiled wall and the glass shower door. He lowered the massager and aimed the pulses upward between her legs. Yikes! The intense pressure on her clit made her clench her pussy. The water tickled at first then pounded against her opening, sending pinpricks of delight from her inner walls straight up to her heart. Just when the contractions were about to overwhelm her, he moved the water to tit level. He seemed to enjoy flicking the warm liquid across her
nipples. A strong pulse hit the tip dead-on and her pussy went into a spasm.

  She stilled his hand. “I need you.” Not the water.

  Dominic grabbed the showerhead from Trent and clicked it against the bracket. “We need some touch time, too, cuz.”

  Each of the men pumped out lemon-smelling soap onto their palms. Trent knelt down and washed her legs, using a touch so light he had her wishing for more pressure. Dom stood to one side and massaged and cleaned her tits while Brandon rubbed her back. Six hands kneading and working her muscles was as close to heaven as she’d ever get. Their finger pressure varied from wickedly light to deliciously dangerous.

  “Water.” Trent held up his hand for the liquid torture device.

  Brandon rinsed her back before passing the cleansing wand to Trent. He adjusted the pressure to spray and rinsed her legs.

  “Didn’t you forget an area, Trent?” she asked as she ran a hand over her pussy and separated her lips. “It needs so much attention.” She furrowed her brows, hoping he realized how close to the edge she was.

  He smiled. “You’ve read my thoughts, but I want to take my time there.” He tapped a finger right where she needed the touch the most.

  Oh, she liked that. Brandon dipped into the soap dispenser again and rubbed her already clean tits. Dom had stepped back and watched with a gleam in his eye. She dipped her head back. Brandon’s large cock nuzzled between her legs. How could she be ready again? Was something wrong with her? Never in her life had she had sex even twice in one night, let alone three times in an hour, and certainly never with three men. The forbidden nature turned her on, and the hot clit cream made her hornier than any woman ever should be. That product should be outlawed.

  Trent’s fingers separated her lips and slathered liquid soap all over her again. She gasped as the soap stung. The initial pain turned to excitement. The heat from the clit-sensitizing cream had yet to wear off.

  He alternated between rubbing and rinsing with some wonderful pressure on her sensitive little nub. Brandon pinched and rubbed her now-inflamed nipples, and Dom’s eyes shone as he crossed his arms and smiled.