by Vella Day
When they arrived at the hotel, she collapsed onto the bed, and both men dropped next to her. She thought back to what Mackenzie had said about where she’d be living. Did it matter as long as it was with her men? If they wanted to stay in Florida for a while, she wouldn’t complain. There might not be any mountains to hike, but she bet the wildlife would be great. What was not to like about dolphins, egrets, alligators, and manatees?
All that was missing was for them to tell her that their human part loved her. She would figure out what to tell her parents later and hope they understood.
Tyson stroked her cheek. “Penny for your thoughts?”
She smiled. “I thought you could read my mind.”
“Not sure I even want to. It would make me insecure.”
She laughed. “I doubt that. I only have good thoughts about you two.”
Tyson leaned closer. “Oh, yeah? How good?” He ran his hand down her leg then squeezing her thigh, sending her pussy into spasms.
“Good.”
Ford rolled her over to face him. “You want to show us?”
She sat up. “Are you boys asking me to have sex with you?”
Tyson jerked up. “No, honey. We want to show you how much we love you.” He stilled as if he hadn’t meant to let that blurt out.
“You really love me?”
Chapter Thirty-Two
Ty was hurt that Bailey would ask that question. “You doubt that I love you?”
She shrugged and didn’t make eye contact. “You never say it.”
Tyson lifted up onto his elbow and tilted her face toward him, wanting to see into her eyes. “Haven’t we shown you that we do? Words are just words, but actions are what’s important.”
She worked her mouth as if she was trying to decide what to say. “I know.”
Ford rolled onto his side and rubbed her breast. “I never said I loved you because I didn’t want to feel bad if you didn’t return the feeling.”
Her pert little mouth opened. “I love you both.”
Ty had never heard sweeter words. “Are you sure? We did save you. Twice, in fact. Are you positive this isn’t some kind of Stockholm syndrome where you fall in love with your savior?”
She laughed. “Silly. Women with that syndrome fall in love with their captors, not their saviors.”
He inched his hand closer to her pussy and his bones started to crack. “Same thing.”
She smiled. “Then I guess I have to show you that I love you both for who are you inside.”
“How you going to do that?” he asked.
Bailey scooted off the bed. “Don’t move.”
What’s she up to? Ty asked his brother.
Beats me.
“I think a relationship requires control and compromise,” she said, her delicate chin lifting.
Because Bailey appeared serious, Ty worked to keep the smile off his face. “I agree. What do you have in mind?”
“First, I’ll get naked, and then I’ll undress you two. But you can’t touch me.”
Ford laughed. “Where’s the fun in that?”
Ty didn’t get it either. “How does that show you love us?”
She rolled her eyes. “You guys are just plain dumb.”
They glanced at each other. Ford didn’t seem to have a clue either. “I give,” Ty said.
Bailey blew out a long breath. “I want to do a strip tease for you.”
He got that part. “And then you want to get us naked. I’m good with that, but why should we agree to the no touching part? That will be pure torture.”
“That’s the point, don’t you see?”
“No,” they answered in unison.
“If you love me, you’ll let me do this my way. I want to make love with both of you. At the same time.”
Ford’s talons extended. Ford! Ty telepathed.
His brother glanced down and sat on his hands. “I’m up for you taking off your clothes. If that proves you love us, go for it.”
“I love you enough to strip for you. You get it now?”
“Oh, yes,” Ty intoned, hoping she didn’t see through his lie. “Go ahead, baby. We’ll be good.” If we live through this. He wondered what she’d do if they shifted on her. A man could only be pushed so far—or rather, a wolf had his limits.
She toed off her shoes. “I wish I had music.”
“Do you want us to sing?” He sucked but Ford could carry a tune.
“Not yet. Just so you know, I’ve never done anything like this before.”
His heart sang. Bailey was young, beautiful, and deliciously innocent. “We love you all the more for it.”
She unzipped her jeans and stepped out of them with little fanfare. Poor thing did appear scared. “Would you rather take our clothes off first? Maybe that will put you more at ease.”
Bailey bit down on her lip. “Okay. I’ll start with Ford.”
Thanks, bro. I’m dying here already. Ford got off the bed and stepped up to Bailey.
Ty smiled, and then leaned back on his elbows, waiting for the show to begin. He gave Ford a fifty-fifty chance of getting through this without shifting or touching her. She started with his shirt, lifting it slowly over his head. Ford let her remove it but when he lowered his arms, his hands were clenched. He wouldn’t last.
“Can I put money on the outcome?” Ty couldn’t help but challenge his brother.
“Fuck you. I’m in control.”
Bailey sent him the evil eye. “Shh. I’m trying to concentrate.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She stood on her tiptoes and whispered into Ford’s ear. A second later, his shoes and socks were gone. When her fingers fumbled with the button on Ford’s jeans, Ty began to feel sorry for his brother. Ty’s cock pressed against his fly as he pictured Bailey undressing him.
The hair on Ford’s face darkened as he let out a groan. It was fun when it was someone else Bailey was tormenting, but Ty imagined he’d be as weak when it was his turn. With any other woman, he’d be able to control himself, but not with his mate.
When Ford’s pants landed at his ankles, he stepped out of them. Bailey peeled the briefs over Ford’s cock then dropped to her knees. The look on his brother’s face was priceless—that of sheer determination not to break. Bailey grabbed Ford’s cock and drew his length into her mouth. What he wouldn’t give for a camera now. If he grabbed his phone, they’d both be upset.
“Enough,” Ford said between gritted teeth after only a minute. “I’m not strong. Ty, come here and help me.”
“I’m not done,” she said, her lips in a delicious pout.
Ford tapped her nose. “You are done when I tell you that you’re done. This is inhumane behavior. No man could withstand your torture.”
Ty levered himself off the bed, ditched the socks and shoes, and tossed off his shirt. The faster they were all naked, the sooner they could love their mate. They’d fought hard to have her, and damn it if they weren’t going to make sure she was satisfied.
* * *
Secretly, Bailey was thrilled she broke them. “Fine.”
She pranced over to the bed and lay face down. If they wanted her naked, she wasn’t going to help them.
“Let’s turn her over, Ty.”
She was suddenly face up. Tyson dragged her panties down, never taking his gaze off her face. His eyes were swirls of golds and greens.
Sharp fangs protruded. “You’re mine. All mine. When I delve into your pussy you won’t know how to react, the sensation will be that intense.”
“Promises, promises.”
Tyson looked over her head to his brother. “You hear that sass? Should we throw her back?”
They couldn’t. If what they’d said was true, her scent was hardwired into their bodies.
“Let’s try her out first, bro. See if she’s as good as she looks.”
Bailey laughed. “I knew you couldn’t resist me.”
“No, little one. That I cannot.”
Ford lifted her sh
irt over her head and unceremoniously took off her sports bra.
“That wasn’t very romantic.” Not that her jean removal oozed sex appeal.
Ford growled. “If you wanted romance, you shouldn’t have called on our inner wolf. We can’t help ourselves when it gets loose.”
He walked over to his suitcase and returned a minute later with a condom and lube. Yes!
“Ignore Ford, honey. He’s just a big ole bully. I’ll show you what good loving is.” Ty’s voice was smoother than warmed brandy. He slid next to her and his cock pressed against her thigh.
When he leaned over and licked her nipple, need exploded. The long drive down from Canada had cut into their loving time. If she judged time by her need, it felt as if they hadn’t made love in months.
Ford slid between her calves, clamped down hard on her ankles, and widened her legs. Cool air tickled her pussy and anticipation ratcheted her desire. With the lightest touch, he dragged a palm up her thigh and then at the top, gripped it tightly. His other hand meandered to her belly. Instead of giving her the satisfaction of licking her pussy, he nibbled on her inner thighs. Heat seared her skin. She pushed aside every reason why it wasn’t right to be with two men and instead focused on enjoying their every touch.
Tyson tugged hard on her nipple, making her body soar. She clutched the sheets, balling them into a wad, and arched her back, offering him her body.
“You are so sweet, honey.” Tyson cupped her other breast and kneaded it while sucking hard on the nipple again. The quick burst of pain subsided, transforming it into spiking pleasure.
Wanting to touch him, to feel the power emanating off him, she gripped Tyson’s corded shoulder muscles. Even though her nails dug into his skin, he didn’t flinch. Ford had finally made his way to the apex of her thighs. When she bent her knees a bit to move closer to his mouth, he dragged a hand from her thigh to her butt.
He squeezed one cheek. “Mine.”
She smiled, but that was all she could do. Her breaths were coming out too fast to speak.
Tyson lifted up and pressed his mouth to her ear. “Ford likes it when you hold open your pussy lips.”
Oh, my God. That seemed so wanton. “You sure?” she managed to huff out.
“I’m sure.”
She lowered her hands to between her legs and did as Tyson suggested. The action made her feel vulnerable, but sexier at the same time.
“You are so beautiful.” Ford rewarded her by sliding a finger into her hole, causing streaks of lust to radiate outward. She moaned. When she tried to lift her hips, Tyson planted a palm on her thigh to hold her down.
“Easy.”
Easy? She couldn’t help but meet Ford’s finger, fucking her. Remaining still wasn’t in her nature—at least it wasn’t anymore. Not since she’d met these two amazing men. Mackenzie was right—two were better than one.
“Ford,” Tyson said, “I need her soon. I don’t think Bailey would appreciate having a wolf suck on her tits.”
Ew! She wasn’t ready for that.
Ford flipped her over, and then lifted her onto her elbows and knees. Excitement skittered across her skin. This time, she knew what to expect—Ford’s huge cock in her ass, seesawing in and out, setting her rear on fire. What she couldn’t figure out was how Tyson would fit.
Lube scented the air and she automatically clenched her butt. The slap came unexpectedly and caused her to gulp in air. Ford had never hit her before. It didn’t matter that it didn’t hurt. “What did you do that for?”
“Wanted to get your attention. Now relax your perfect ass.”
Oh. “Since you asked nicely, I’ll try.”
Tyson knelt in front of her with his cock an inch from her face, totally distracting her. With her focus redirected, her rear slackened. She grabbed his erect shaft and licked him from balls to tip. He growled and pressed his hands on her head. His sharp nails dug into her scalp, but the slight pain intensified her senses and made her pussy convulse with need. It was as if it understood how incredible his cock would feel when he fucked her.
Ford slathered her back hole with orange scented lube. When he was done, he rubbed her tight ring with his thumb until her body let go of the tension gripping it. Tyson helped by reaching under her and massaging her breasts.
“That’s so nice,” she said, drawn back to Tyson’s loving ways.
Her senses were doing a Ping-Pong dance, alternating her attention from one to the other. With each pass, her body heated, pushing her closer to her climax. When Ford rubbed her clit with his free hand, she yelped in surprise.
“It’s too much,” she panted. Between Tyson’s fabulous tasting cock, the pinching and twirling of her nipples, her tight muscled ring being massaged, and her clit being stimulated beyond belief, Bailey was about to lose it.
“Hurry, bro,” Tyson said with a strained voice. He grabbed her wrist, stopping her from pumping his cock. “I don’t want to blow before I fuck your sweet pussy.”
His dirty words excited her. She didn’t want that either. This was going to be their coming together—their culmination as one.
“I haven’t sucked on him yet.” She’d only licked him.
“I’ll give you a few seconds, since I’m barely holding it together.” Hair had sprouted on his hands. Whoops. He wasn’t lying.
Ford spread her ass cheeks, and his nails pinched her skin. When his cock nudged open her hole, her breath caught. She remembered the joy he’d brought her before and she exhaled, opening wide.
“You are amazing,” Ford whispered as he leaned over her back and slid his hands higher on her waist.
Just as she leaned away from Tyson’s cock to say thank you, Ford tunneled his way in. Whoa. The burn took a moment to get used to. Then Tyson pinched both her nipples, as if he wanted to draw her attention away from his brother’s invasion. It helped. In anticipation of what was to come, her pussy slickened with her juices.
“Tyson, I need your cock, too.”
“Don’t you worry, honey. I’ll fuck you so long and hard, you’ll be begging me to stop.”
The smile in his voice made her chuckle. “I dare you.”
“Smart ass.”
Ford nudged his dick to the end of her channel then picked her up until her knees came off the bed. “Stretch out your legs, little one. Ty help her.”
Before she could figure out what he wanted, Tyson leaned back on his haunches, grabbed hold of her ankles, and then placed her feet on the mattress. When Tyson let go, Ford’s hard shaft banged inside her so hard, she looked down to make sure it hadn’t poked through her stomach. Pulses radiated across her belly. This was nothing like that night in their house. This angle was so much more penetrating.
His size had her breathing hard. She panicked a bit until Ford wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed her back against his hard chest. “Easy now. Let us love you right.”
His words soothed her racing heart. When he lifted the hair off her neck and kissed her tenderly, she dropped back her head and sighed.
“You like that?”
“Yes.”
His teeth sharpened and scraped her skin as he dragged his mouth across her nape. She wasn’t afraid, though. These men wouldn’t do anything to harm her.
Tyson sprawled out in front of her and elbowed his way between her legs. “How about opening those pink lips again for me? It’ll free my hands.”
Bailey was still a bit embarrassed about doing that, but if she showed Ford, she might as well do the same for Tyson. He rubbed his thumb across her swollen nub, sending spikes of joy straight through her. Ford held still as Tyson tried to drive her crazy with lust.
He swiped his tongue across her slit then dipped inside. She let go of her pussy and gripped his shoulders to prevent her climax from taking hold too soon. He then had the nerve to pinch her clit and tongue-fuck her fast and furiously.
She lost it. Waves of passionate bliss swamped her, and her orgasm rushed through her. Her head lolled right then left and her
mouth gaped open for air while her pussy kept spasming in need of a dick.
Tyson leaned back and smiled. “You ready for round two?” She nodded. “And round three?”
She had no idea what round three might be, but she nodded anyway.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Ford lifted his arm from around Bailey’s waist and cupped her breasts. “They are the perfect size.”
“Thanks. You’re the perfect size, too.” She wiggled her butt in response. Her ass was still throbbing from his big cock, but it wasn’t stinging anymore.
Tyson lifted onto one knee and planted his other foot on the bed. “I want to fuck you until you scream.” He grinned and her heart pinged.
“Okay.” Other coherent words were lost somewhere in the back of her mind.
Holding his cock, he guided it straight into her pussy. The first press against her opening had lust swamping her, and her juices flowing. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close so that she could run her tongue along the seam of his lips to beg for admittance.
Tyson obliged. His kiss came out raw and possessive, full of pure passion. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and explored his delicious cavern. His cock edged in farther, her pussy stretching to the max. Her pulse raced.
She broke the kiss. “It won’t fit.” Near panic grabbed her. What if she was wasn’t built to do this?
Ford nibbled on her shoulder. “Don’t worry. Remember, we love you.”
Those three words dispelled the tension from her body, allowing Tyson to ease down her tight channel, but the friction nearly sent her over the edge again. Nipping the bottom of her ear, Tyson withdrew and inched in again. This time, her desire and need had slickened her pussy to the point that he was able to glide in smoothly. With Ford holding still, Bailey was able to keep it together.
Just as she was feeling more confident, Ford twirled her nipples, adding to her building climax. He then lowered his hands to her hips and lifted her. His cock slid out partway, but he quickly drove right back in. Oh. My. God. With two cocks in her, she was certain she’d be ripped apart.
