by Honor James
Elliott took his tablet from her, but stayed with his arm around her. “How are you feeling really, sweetheart? No aftereffects of nausea, muscle spasms, or weird headaches plaguing you I hope.”
“No, none of that. You were the one who was hit with the biggest dose of the electricity so you are the one that I’m worried about. I’m good, seriously I really am. I had a bit of a headache when I woke but now I’m headache free. Just hungry for real food and not soup. No offence meant about your soup because it was good, but I want real food.”
“Told you, steak and French fries. But no, you knew best and insisted on the soup. You really need to listen to me more, you know. I’m not just a pretty face, I actually do know a thing or three.” He grinned at her and kissed her nose. “Run the plates. I need to hit the little boys’ room, and am in desperate need of a shower after all that nasty sweating I did. And not even for a good cause either.”
“I know, we will finish what we started later,” she assured him with a grin. “Are you sure that you will be okay on your own? If not I can shower with you. I can make sure that you are kept upright. I will even keep my hands off of your junk so that you can actually get cleaned up.”
“Well I am feeling a little feeble still,” he told her. Grinning slowly, he stroked a finger down her cheek. “Your help would be greatly appreciated. Especially with that one spot on my back that I can never damn well reach.”
“Well you know that I am always here to serve you.” She leaned into his touch, her eyes closing, and sighed as he touched her. “I will never get enough of your touch,” she confessed bluntly. “You and Craig are so good for me, you are addictive and I never will give you up. Either of you.”
“Very good answer since we don’t plan on giving you up either.” Tossing his tablet onto the bed, he threw back the blankets and eased out of the bed. Groaning, he stood slowly and then stretched his arms up over his head. She could see the burn marks on his upper shoulder from where the Taser electrodes had hit him.
She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out when she saw the marks on his shoulder. She hadn’t seen those and now felt like hell seeing them. “How long will the marks stay?” she asked and reached out to touch him lightly where the marks were.
Yelping he jerked away from her touch and shuddered. “The swelling should go down in a day or two, and then it’ll heal up normally from there. But they are very sensitive, so no more touching if you would please.”
“Sorry.” She had jerked when he yelped and chewed her thumbnail. “Are you sure that you want me to shower with you? I don’t want to hurt you.” She felt sick. The thought of him hurting the way that he was hurting made her whole body tense.
He held out a hand to her. “Come on, let’s get in the shower. You won’t hurt me, love. You wouldn’t ever hurt me, not intentionally. But rule number one is don’t poke the boo-boo okay?” he asked with a crooked grin.
“Right, okay I won’t touch it. Promise,” she assured him with a smile. “Now, let’s go and get into the shower. Do you want me to grab a condom along our way?” She had made the mistake once with Craig, she couldn’t do that to them again. No, she wouldn’t be upset if she became pregnant with Elliott’s child, but she didn’t want to bring them into a place where she didn’t think Elliott was ready.
Helping her off the bed, he tipped his head slightly. “Might as well. No clue if I’ll actually feel that energetic, but you never know what will happen when you get a naked woman in the same room.” He lowered his head to kiss her.
She smiled against his lips and kissed him back. She pulled away from him and nodded. “But only if you are feeling okay and after we are sure that you are nice and clean. We need to make sure that you are good before we see to our baser needs.”
“And maybe I’ll sit down on the ledge in there as well. Given our current luck, I don’t know if standing and attempting it again is going to work well. Grab the condom and meet me in there in a couple minutes. I still really need to pee, and I’m shy.”
She snorted at that and shook her head. She would, however, give him the moment that he needed. She grabbed the condom and, after counting to thirty, walked into the bathroom after knocking and getting his come in reply. “All right, get into the shower.” She would turn on the water and take the chill herself before turning the heat to her man. Before she was able to get into the shower, however, he was already moving.
Chuckling, he stepped into the shower and turned the water on. He smirked at her through the glass as he adjusted the temperature. “Come on in, it’s warm now,” he said. “And grab another soap bar if you would please, top drawer closest to the door.”
“You are so good,” she muttered and grabbed a bar of soap. “Why do you need another bar of soap, by the way?” She was looking over her shoulder as she spoke. “I know that there is a fairly new one in there right now. It’s only been open a couple of days.”
“Really? Cause this little sliver of nothing isn’t going to clean much of anything,” he told her. He held up the little strip. “I don’t know who’s been taking all the showers, but they are either in here all the time, or they are seriously overusing.”
She looked at the tiny sliver and frowned. “Huh.” She opened the soap and passed it off to him. “Weird. Oh well. Life, right?” She put the condom packet on the shelf and leaned against the wall to watch him. “Clean up what you want to clean and then I will get your back. I promise I will take care around your injury however.”
“I thought you were going to wash me? That was part of the reason I brought your gorgeous self in here after all.” He wet the bar of soap and then held it out to her while he stepped under the spray to get himself wet from head to toe. “Scrub-a-dub-dub, babe.”
“Oh you are too funny.” She wouldn’t turn down a reason to touch him. She began to wash his arms, chest, and then moved to his legs. She skipped over his cock, however. “Now, turn around, love, so that I can get your back.”
He turned to give her his backside. “Don’t think I didn’t notice what you failed to wash there, sweetheart. It’s okay, for now,” he told her. Leaning his forehead to the tile, he seemed to relax under her soapy hands.
“I didn’t want to touch you there until I was able to get all of you cleaned.” Her hands moved over his ass cheeks and she gave it a squeeze. “Damn, you have one of the most bitable asses ever. You know that though don’t you, babe?”
He chuckled and shot her a look. “Since I can’t see that particular part of my anatomy I’ll go along with whatever you say. Never really considered it for more than what I sit on. But if you think it’s acceptable then that’s all that matters isn’t it?”
“Oh yes, what I think about it is very important.” Her soapy fingers slipped over his ass cheeks and she then let her nails scrape along the curve of his ass as she did so. “Now then, are you ready for me to wash your cock as well?” She had been very careful around the injury on his back, ensuring that she didn’t harm him along the way.
“Hell yeah,” he said. Turning to face her, he leaned against the tile. “And I think my cock’s rather eager to have your hands all over it. Look at that, standing at attention and everything. So very eager.”
“Well I’m glad that it’s eager for me. I’m always seemingly eager for it as well.” Her still soapy hand closed over the shaft and she stroked it from base to tip, her eyes never leaving his as she did so. “Tell me what you want?” She needed the words from him, to know what he needed as well.
“For the moment, just what you’re doing. In a minute, though, I’ll rinse, slip on that condom, and then I want to be buried deep inside of you as you ride my cock. I need to be inside of your hot little body.”
“Thank god. I need that as well. Thankfully you have a bench here in the shower as well.” So that he could sit and not have to worry about falling over, she hoped. “Are you sure that you feel like it?” she asked and stroked him just a bit harder, a bit faster.
“Wo
man, that’s my cock in your hand, what do you think? Hell, if I was any more eager I’d already have come all over that way too talented hand and your gorgeous self. I think it’s time for the condom now before I embarrass myself.”
“Thank god.” She stepped back slightly so that she could let him rinse off. She then put her hands in the water stream so that she could rinse her hands and opened the condom packet with her mouth. She passed the opened condom packet to him with a grin. “Cover yourself, love, so that I can cover you as well.”
Rolling the condom onto his cock, Elliott moved to sit down on the bench seat, and held out a hand to her. “Come here, love, I need you now.” His free hand was stroking his cock lightly as he eyed her up like a man starving.
She felt her pussy dripping. Just the sight of him sitting there with his hand on his cock had her wet and ready. She moved and put one knee on the bench at his side and her other on his other side. She began to ease down onto his sheathed cock with a moan. “Damn, each time it’s like I’m being made whole once more.”
Elliot slid his hand up over her belly, between her breasts, and then up to wrap gently around her throat. His other hand moved to cup her ass with one finger rubbing over her anus. “You are perfection,” he said in a rough voice.
She moaned and rocked on his cock, her hips rotating slightly and taking more of him into her body as she did so. “So are you.” His fingers tightened just a little on her neck which had her running hotter and moving faster.
Easing a finger into her ass, he watched her as she moved. “You like that don’t you?” he asked, flexing his fingers a little again. Her low moan was more than answer enough not that he let her get away with it. He tightened his grip a little, pushing her chin up higher. “Tell me,” he demanded of her.
“You know that I love it,” she told him and rocked harder on his cock. “When you dip your fingers into my ass, when you squeeze my throat. All of it.” She loved making love with her men but sometimes she loved the roughness of having her men taking from her what they wanted and giving her what she needed.
“Kiss me,” he said roughly. He used his grip on her throat to pull her in a little closer. When her lips met his, he took control of the kiss, thrusting his tongue in deep to stroke and tease hers.
She did just that. She kissed him and braced her hands on his shoulders as she did so. She kissed him eagerly and rode him without any sort of hesitation. She was close, her pussy squeezing his cock tightly while she did so.
“Come for me, Clara,” he said against her lips. “Scream for me. Let go, and come hard. Squeeze my cock with everything you have, baby.” Moving his mouth to her neck, he let his hand drop to her breast where he squeezed the globe while he scraped his teeth over her throat.
Clara moved and tilted her hips just a bit. She began to squeeze his cock once more and then allowed her head to fall back and screamed as she came. She clenched his cock hard with her pussy and felt her juices flowing freely over his latex-covered cock.
His hand tightened on her breast as he jerked against her, coming with a muffled curse. A shudder tore through him as he pulled her in closer to his body before he collapsed back against the wall of the shower. He was panting hard when he lifted his head enough to kiss her gently on the lips.
Clara’s eyes finally refocused and she smiled. “I take it that you are feeling better.” She rubbed her cheek against his, the slight roughness from where he hadn’t shaven yet today only increasing the tactile moment that they were sharing. “Because I’m feeling fabulous right now.”
“So much better,” he said. Chuckling softly, he rubbed a hand up and down her back lightly. “Damn but I needed that with you.” Lifting his other hand to cup her head, he squeezed her closer to him. “I think I could stay right here, just like this for the rest of time and die a very happy man.”
“Yeah but sadly the water will get cold and then where would we be? I think that we should also get out of here because I’m sure that Craig will have some food ready for us. Good food, real food and not just soups, right?”
“We can only hope that he has something of substance. Because that soup was not enough to fill my belly. Especially when my favorite girl just helped me to burn all those calories off.” Another squeeze and he let her loose. “All right, up you get. We’ll quickly wash off and get out to see what all he might be up to out there. Then you and I have some more work to do before we get to sleep tonight.”
“Sounds as if we have a plan of attack and we are ready to find this asshole and ensure that he never harms anyone we love ever again.” She leaned in and kissed him once more before she pulled away from him so that they could both get cleaned up again and out of the shower.
Chapter Fourteen
Ten days later...
It had been a very long ten days. They had hit roadblock after roadblock in finding the bastards that lived to torment Clara and Olivia. Thankfully, however, during that ten days Clara got her period, which relieved and oddly enough deflated Craig. She had been late two days, but in that two days she saw the looks that Craig shot her. The hopeful looks that maybe, just maybe he would be a father. Then the sadness she all but felt rolling off of him when she got her period nearly had her buckling to her knees.
Thankfully her period was over and now she was horny, desperately so. It had been a very long four days and she hated every minute of the days. Now she could only wait and see if her men were feeling as eager to get with her as she was with them.
Craig was in front of her, on his back, an arm flung up over his head. At her back she could feel the heat of Elliott as he slept. She knew he was on his stomach from the quick peek she’d taken upon first awakening. One of his hands was resting on her thigh, but otherwise there really wasn’t any skin to skin contact with him.
Oddly enough it was Elliott she felt waking up first. The fingers of the hand on her leg flexed slightly before she heard him crack a yawn. The bed shifted behind her before that hand slipped up to cup her breast, his fingers finding her nipple to gently squeeze while his lips pressed to her neck.
Clara bit her lower lip and felt a low moan escaping her lips as she did so. “Goodness.” She placed her hand on Elliott’s thigh and began to stroke it lightly. “Time to wake up, honey.” She shifted and moved so that she could rub more of her body against his. “I have a deep and powerful need for you, Elliott.”
His low chuckle warmed her, and had a deep throb starting in her pussy. “You always have a deep need for one of our cocks, don’t you?” Sliding his hand down her belly he cupped her bare pussy and rubbed a finger between her folds, but most importantly over her clit. “So wet already. Did you wake thinking about having us fucking you hard and deep?”
“Do you blame me?” she asked and bit Elliott’s shoulder lightly. “Yes, I always have a need for one or both of you to be deep inside of me. I always have a desperate desire for you both, you know that right?”
“I had come to that conclusion, but it’s always nice to hear you say it, too.” Tipping her chin up with his free hand, he kissed her lightly. “Maybe you should wake Yoshi up and see if he’s up for a round of hanky-panky before we have to get in to the office.”
“Oh yes please.” She gave Elliott one more kiss and then pulled away from him so that she could turn and face Craig. Her hand was on Craig’s lower stomach and she stroked him from hip to shoulder. “Craig, come on, baby, wake up. Your woman has a desperate need for you right now.”
“So I understand from the conversation,” he said softly. He gave a mighty yawn, moved the arm from over his head, and rubbed that hand to his face. Rolling his head to look at her, he smiled. “Morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?”
“I slept fabulously. However, I woke up all kinds of needy. My period ended two days ago and I have a desperate need for you. Both of you. What do you think about my idea, Craig? The idea of the three of us getting all kinds of naughty together.”
Giving a big stretch, he scratched at h
is chest before rolling to face her. “I think we could manage a little something. You’ll have to crawl over Elliott, though, for the condoms. Or convince him to roll over to get them.”
“I think that I could crawl over him,” she said with a grin and turned back once more. She looked up at Elliott. “Condoms, please? I have a need for you both. So why don’t you both get some condoms on and grab the lube so that we can all have a bit of fun?”
“So demanding,” he said, teasing her. Rolling slightly, he grabbed the necessary items and then rolled back over. He passed a condom over her to Craig and handed her the lube. “Your pick, darling,” he said as he opened up his own condom wrapper.
“My pick for what?” she asked and grabbed the condom from Craig so that she could roll it onto his cock. “I just plain want you both. I need you both. It doesn’t matter who is where as long as I have you both inside of me.” No matter what she knew she was going to enjoy making love with both of them.
“Well then you’d better quit flopping around because as it is, this isn’t going to be overly productive to get us where you want us,” Craig said. Cupping her face, he kissed her. “Decide so one of us can get your sweet little ass lubed up.”
“Well there is that but you both know that you love it when I’m an active participant in all that we do together.” She pushed back against Elliott as Craig kissed her. “You, inside of me right now. In my pussy. Elliott in my ass.” There, she made her choices for her men.
Elliott took the lube bottle from her hand with a laugh while Craig kissed her again.
“We have to wait until he gets you set up and slides in. It works better that way as you well know,” Craig said. Nipping at her lip, he moved a hand down to cup and massage her breast.
Yes, she knew that as well as they did. She was kissing Craig while Elliott moved to lube his condom-covered cock and then started to work on her ass. “Oh god yes.” She moaned softly against Craig’s lips.
