by Jane Jamison
She shook her head, but again he saw through her lie. “You can’t fool me, baby. You’ve been without for far too long. Bad for you, but good for us.”
“Tell us the rules, Kate.” Tucker eased his finger into the crease of her butt and touched the tight rings of her anus.
“I can’t. You never told me the rules.” She arched her back, a silent plea for Travis to pinch her nipples again.
“Is she right? Did we forget to tell her? If we forgot, then you lied before when you said you knew them. Which is it, babe? Did you lie before, or are you lying now?” Tucker sought the answer in his friends’ faces then came back to her.
She blushed and squirmed as the cool air tickled her wet pussy. Another whack on her butt surprised her, and she whimpered. The slap hurt, but not having them take care of her wild need hurt even more. “Before. I lied before.”
She prepared for another slap on her ass, but none came. She tried to lower her tied arms, but Travis shot her a look of warning and she kept them above her head.
“Huh. I guess we messed up by not teaching you the rules when you first came to us.” Tucker held up his finger as he counted off the rules. “Rule one you should already know now. When we want you, there’s no saying no.”
He waited for her to answer. She nodded and licked her lips.
“Rule two. No matter where you go or if you never see us again, you can never be with another man. You’re ours, and we’re yours. Understood?”
“I wouldn’t. I promise.” She couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.
“The last rule, number three, is this. Whenever we tell you to do something, not just sex, you do it.”
Worry filtered through her lust. “So I’m just supposed to be your sex slave? Or one of those women with no backbone?”
Tucker seemed aghast at her questions. “Of course not. Although the sex slave idea has merit. We’d never want a woman who didn’t know her own mind. But when things are serious, we expect you to listen to us. We’ll never ask you to do anything without your best interest in mind. You’ll understand better as we go along.”
Travis stroked his cock and played with her breast. “We’re yours, Kate. That means we’ll treat you better than any man has ever treated you. But we are the men, the ones who will dominate you the way you’ve always dreamed of. In return, we’ll treasure you, adore you, and give you more pleasure than any woman has ever known.”
“Like this.” Cort pushed her legs apart, gave her a wink, and shoved his head against her pussy.
She jumped at Cort’s touch and reached for Travis’s cock with her bound hands. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and, double-fisted, pumped it. “Eat me, Cort. Drink my juices.”
He lifted his head and grinned at her. “What’s the magic word?”
“Please.”
“That’s our girl.” Cort intensified his assault on her pussy, flicking his tongue over her clit then sucking it between his teeth. She cried out as her pussy heated, readying for more of his tongue on her. He feasted on her, dragging his tongue between and around her folds as he drank her creamy sex. He inhaled, sniffing at her scent, then swiped his tongue over her clit.
She closed her eyes for a moment then let them fly open when Tucker took her chin and crushed his mouth to hers. He was rough, hard, possessive, and all man. He lifted her head to him, devouring her mouth. She moaned into his mouth, encouraging him to do more, to take more. He thrust his tongue inside her mouth, mimicking the way Cort used his tongue on her clit, and left her shaking with need.
Tucker tweaked her nipple between his thumb and finger, flicking at it until it was as hard as the one Travis tortured. Delicious pain shot into her breasts from her nipples then raced down her body until it met the throbbing of her clit.
Travis lashed his tongue over her breast, under it, and came back to nip her nipple with his teeth. He moaned as she worked her palm over the slit in the top of his cock, covering her already-wet hands with his pre-cum. Slowly at first, she ran her hand down the length of him then back up, matching her rhythm to Cort’s tongue on her pussy.
The sounds Cort made lapping up her juices, sounds that were so primal, so animalistic, turned her on even more. She wiggled her bottom, letting him try to catch her clit with his tongue. He growled, a sexy noise coming from a man, then grabbed her legs and held her down.
She quickened her pumps on Travis’s cock and heard his groan as she pushed him closer to a climax. “Put your cock in my mouth, Tucker.”
He held her head as he gave her his cock, and she flicked her tongue over the tip before drawing him inside her mouth. He gritted his jaw, his glazed eyes watching her every movement. She circled her tongue around him, feeling the soft skin give way to the purple veins lining his cock. Pumping Travis while sucking on Tucker’s cock shot a rush of adrenaline through her veins, and she almost couldn’t stand how horny she was.
Cort added a finger to her pussy, and her muscles tightened around him. She couldn’t wait to have his cock deep inside her. If he didn’t do it soon, she’d die from frustration. Was that her consequence? She prayed it wasn’t. Her body tightened, readying for a release. She creamed again, coming on Cort’s face as she tightened her hold on Travis’s cock and sucked Tucker’s cock harder.
“Cort, get to it, man. I need more than her hands wrapped around my dick.” Travis took her hands off his cock and leaned backward to rest on his knees. “I’m about to blow my wad.”
Cort lifted his head and wiped her wetness from his mouth. “Unless Tucker has an objection, you can take her in the ass.”
She gasped as they rolled her onto her left side. Tucker repositioned himself, giving her back his cock to suck on. She slid her bound hands under his cock and fondled his balls. They drew tighter, and she knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
Travis reached a hand around to slide his palm over her pussy. “We need some lube, but until then, this will have to do.”
She jumped as he slathered her juices around the tight rings of her asshole. The only thing she could see was Tucker’s curly hair, his strong thighs, and his washboard abs. She played with his balls, determined to push him to the edge.
Cort shifted to his side and lifted her leg over his. “This isn’t my favorite position, but sharing means making room for all of us.” He grasped her leg and positioned his cock at her pussy.
She let go of Tucker to lift her head and see Cort’s expression of lust. Her gaze slid down the rest of him, and the sight of his strong body, his muscular shoulders, and his hard chest that led to a toned abdomen flushed her with juices again.
“Fuck me, Cort.” She sucked Tucker’s cock back into her mouth, letting her tongue circle him as she tightened her mouth around him.
Cort slapped her thigh. “I will when I’m ready.” He glanced down at her pussy then groaned. “And I’m damn well ready right now.” He shoved inside her, plunging as far as he could go.
She was sure he would tear her pussy apart. Her pussy walls resisted the intrusion of his huge cock but soon gave way. She threw her mouth open, releasing Tucker, to cry out. Cort thrust his hips back and forth, driving into her harder each time.
“Kate. Now.” Tucker pushed his cock back inside her mouth again and stiffened as he readied for his release.
She tugged on him, drawing his climax to the end. He roared as his release swept over him and spilled his seed into her mouth.
Travis moaned and pushed his cock against her other hole. Holding onto her breast, he eased into her, his head falling back, his mouth opening as the muscles tightened around his cock.
“It’s okay, Travis, push it in.”
His eyes glittered with bits of amber as he pushed into her. She cried out, the sensation of having two cocks inside her driving her toward the precipice. She lifted her head to see both of them, their hips moving in sync, but her stamina was fading. Tucker came back from the pond’s edge with water cupped in his hands and washed his cum off her mouth. She smil
ed, but the smile soon turned to guttural sounds as Travis and Cort worked their cocks back and forth, thrusting with their hips.
“Tell them you like it when they fuck you two at a time,” ordered Tucker.
She panted, the whirlwind of burgeoning climax stealing away her breath. “I. Love. It.”
“Hear that, guys? She loves it.”
Cort grinned and slid his hand over her clit. He pinched it, twisting it just far enough to hurt but not enough to stop her from climaxing. She jerked as a flood of cream burst free.
“Next time you see us we won’t have to chase you. You’ll beg us to fuck you. Assways and pussy.”
Travis’s fingers dug into her hip. “Say you’re ours, Kate. Say it if you mean it.”
Could she say it and mean it? The answer was on her lips as soon as the question left her mind. “Yes. I’m yours and you’re mine. Now untie me.”
“Not on your life.” Tucker swept his thumb over her mouth. “Maybe next time we’ll blindfold you, too.”
She yanked at her binding, but the reeds were stronger than she’d have thought. “Maybe next time I should tie one of you up and torture you.”
“Me!” Cort laughed and raised his hand. “I’ll volunteer right now.” His jaw clenched as he shoved his cock inside her then slowly withdrew it. “Damn, but you’re tight.”
Travis dug into her skin. His eyes were closed as he reached over to take her breast. Squeezing it, he laid his head back and ground out his climax. His body shuddered as the waves ripped through him. Slowly, his spasms grew quieter and he pulled away from her.
Cort stopped, shocking her into thinking he’d already come. But she couldn’t have been more wrong. He grabbed her tied hands and pulled her to him. In one swift motion, he placed her on top of him and shoved his cock inside her again. Putting her hands behind his neck, he bent to take a nipple into his mouth.
She’d thought he’d gone as deep as he could before, but he surprised her yet again by driving upward until she wondered if his cock would meet her throat. As he hit her sweet spot, she screamed, her body already sending her into another climax. Sweat beaded her brow as Cort drove into her one last time. Together they screamed each other’s names.
Several minutes passed until Cort laid her back on the ground. He, Travis, and Tucker gathered around her, their hands caressing her with tender touches.
“You can’t leave, Kate. You don’t want to leave. Stay and we’ll make you happier than you’ve ever been.”
She wasn’t sure which one had spoken, so she opened her eyes and smiled up at all of them. Their eyes sparkled, highlighting the flecks of amber around their pupils. She wanted to ask them why their eyes changed color, but her eyes grew heavy and closed.
Kate opened her eyes, her panties wet and warm, her fingers massaging her clit. She moaned and reached out with her other hand. Where had they gone?
In an instant, she jerked her hand away from her pussy and sat up. She was alone in her room, and it was still dark outside. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her body remembered their touches.
“A dream?” Had she really had a wet dream?
The alarm on her phone went off, scaring her enough that she reached out and swatted it off the nightstand. “Shit!”
She gathered her wits, controlled her breathing, and leaned over the side of the bed. The digital time on the face of her phone read 5:01.
Time to get up and cook breakfast. But if she made them breakfast, didn’t that mean she planned on staying?
She pulled her knees to her chest. These men were like none she’d ever known. Wilder, sexier. Even dominating when they wanted to be. But could she live in a house with three dominating men?
She remembered the dream, remembered how they’d taken her in the cave behind the waterfall. Could she walk away from the possibility of a life filled with unlimited pleasure? Or was it only a dream? It wasn’t as if it could really ever happen. “Yeah, right. A pond with a waterfall coming over a cliff and a cave hidden behind it. So not Texas.”
Her gaze caught her reflection in the mirror, and she froze. She looked happy. Not merely content, as she’d felt the last few years, but really happy.
Throwing back the covers, she yanked off her nightgown and rushed to the bathroom. A quick shower later and she entered the kitchen to make breakfast for her men.
Yeah, she thought, my men.
Chapter Six
Kate hummed an old country tune as she flipped the pancakes and turned the bacon. Toast already rested on a large plate in the middle of the table along with a tub of butter and a jar of jam. Although she didn’t drink coffee, she’d managed to figure out how to work the coffeemaker. The aroma of fresh-brewed coffee mixed well with the other fragrances. She cracked another egg into the frying pan then moved to toss the broken shell into the trash under the sink. She checked the wall clock hanging over the back door.
Six o’clock. Right on the money. So where are they?
Stopping to look out the window, she saw the light from the rising sun ease across the yard toward the barn. Back at college, she’d hardly ever gotten up early enough to see a sunrise, and now she realized what she’d missed. She sighed as a breeze fluttered the leaves of the cottonwood tree that shaded the left side of the yard. Her imagination took off, showing her visions of sitting under the tree enjoying a warm fall day while her men lounged around her. Children could play in the yard, and Buster would no doubt love their company.
She started another tune as more pieces of toast popped up from the toaster. Snagging them with a kitchen towel, she added them to the pile.
“I thought I was dreaming when I smelled bacon.” Tucker glanced around the kitchen, taking in her spread of breakfast foods. He walked over and poured himself a cup of coffee then closed his eyes and sniffed.
“I’m not a coffee drinker, but my roommate used to swear that a good cup of coffee was better than sex.” She paused as what she’d said hit her. “Not that I would know.”
Tucker opened his eyes and took a sip. “She’s wrong, but not by much. This coffee is amazing.”
“Thanks. I’m glad you like it.”
“Does this mean you’re staying?”
She spun around at Travis’s voice, ready to face the angry expression he’d left with last night. “For now. I’m still trying to understand what you guys are talking about. Since I’ve never been one to trust my life to fate, it’s going to take a while for me to believe it. Until then, I’m kind of stuck since I have no car, no money, and no bus ticket home.”
“You shouldn’t stay if you don’t want to.” Cort bumped into Travis and grabbed a piece of dry toast. “All that talk last night about keeping you here no matter what was just talk. We wouldn’t hold you here against your will. We’re not animals, you know.”
Tucker coughed and set his cup down on the counter before sending Cort a hard look. “What he means is that we want you to stay because you feel something for us. You do, don’t you? Can’t you sense the bond, the zing that passes between us whenever we touch you? Hell, whenever we look at you?”
She turned the bacon as an excuse to put her back to them. “Yes, I’ll admit I do. But I’m just not sure what that is. Is it enough to base an entire life on? Is it enough to forget about leaving Forever and moving back home? I don’t know.”
Cort eased closer to her, and she would’ve sworn Tucker and Travis growled at him. He whispered into her ear, “I knew you wouldn’t leave us.”
She dropped the spatula onto the counter next to her then did an abrupt about-face. “Like I said—”
Cort hugged her to him, his crooked smile prying its way into her heart. “Whatever, baby. I’m sorry to run, but I’ve got to get going. Jayden Carr called a meeting of the volunteer fire department.” He turned her loose, winked at her, then grew serious. “Tell me, Kate. Do you like men in uniform? Because if you do, I’ll wear my fireman’s hat tonight.”
She tried to fight it, but she doubted any woman co
uld withstand the power of his wicked wink. “I might.”
“All you have is a damn hat, Cort. Not the entire uniform.” Travis shoved him away from her.
“Then I guess I’ll have to get one.”
Travis snatched up a piece of toast and crammed it into Cort’s mouth. “You’d better get a move on, buddy. Jayden hates it when you’re late.”
Travis pushed Cort out the back door then came back before she had time to put food on his plate. “Don’t bother filling a plate for me.”
“You, too?”
“Yeah. Sorry, but I promised I’d run into Shatland today and meet with a couple of guys who have a tractor to sell. Our old one is worn out, and I don’t see the point in throwing good money after bad trying to get it repaired.” He did the same as Cort, snatching up a piece of dry toast. “Rain check? Thanks, Kate.”
She fisted her hands on her hips and glared at Tucker. “Don’t tell me you’re running off, too.”
“I have to meet a man about a will this morning. But I loved the coffee.”
“Why did everyone make such a fuss about my getting up to cook breakfast if no one’s going to eat it?”
Tucker shrugged and poured himself another cup. “Yeah, well, I guess what we call breakfast and what you call breakfast are two different things. We’re used to surviving on bad coffee and burned toast until lunchtime, when we usually go to Milly’s Coffee Spot. But I’ll make sure the guys know to come to breakfast tomorrow.”
“What am I supposed to do with all this food?” She’d made enough to feed six men, much less one woman whose men had deserted her.
“Save it. We’ll eat it sooner or later.” He hurried by her then pressed his back to the kitchen door. “When you’re finished cleaning up in here, you can start on the work I left on your desk. It’s a pretty big stack, but take your time going through it.” He lifted his hand in a salute before pushing against the door and turning on his heel to leave.
