by Diane Leyne
Smiling, he inserted a finger into her pussy. It was hot and tight. He added a second finger and felt her try to clamp down. Laughing, he added a third finger and felt her spasm on his so he pulled them out.
“Put them back!” she ordered. “Please!”
“Alexi, did our sub just give us an order?”
“I do believe she did. I think that means she wants to be spanked.”
“I can oblige.” Pulling back, Maks spanked her pussy, once, twice, and then the third time he adjusted his angle so he hit her clit too. She shrieked so he did it again and then once more. Then he lowered his mouth and sucked her clit into his mouth before biting down lightly. Then he returned to suckling as Alexi moved to stand behind her. He could feel the ripples going through her body as her orgasm started to move through her.
Maks could hear the sound of the lube and knew his brother was squirting some of the cold liquid directly into her ass before adding some on the outside so he could start stretching her, preparing her to take them both at once. He stuffed two fingers back into her pussy as he continued to suckle on her clit. She whimpered this time even as she clamped down hard on his fingers.
“Maks, I think you are going to have to stop what you are doing for a moment. When she comes, she clamps down so hard that I’m not going to be able to get this plug in her ass.”
Reluctantly, Maks pulled back to wait and then he realized what he was missing. He moved so he could watch as his brother breached her ass with one lube-covered finger. Reaching out, he squeezed a breast as he watched. It was like being wonderful, being able to watch and play. His cock was enjoying it, too, as it was now so hard it was like he hadn’t just come a few minutes ago.
Sighing with pleasure, he stroked his dick with his right hand while he squeezed Eve’s tit with his left hand and watched his brother work a second finger into her ass.
Life was good.
* * * *
Eve wanted to move. She wanted to wriggle. She couldn’t do either, well, not more than a millimetre or two, and that just wasn’t satisfactory. All she could do was lay there and take what they were dishing out and it was wonderful.
She could feel Alexi behind her, wiggling two fingers in her ass. She felt hot and tight and she needed more. He clearly knew this because he was now trying to insert a third lubed finger. This one was harder and it hurt. She tried to push out against his invading fingers when suddenly they were in and she felt an orgasm unexpectedly slam through her. Oh, god it felt good. Or maybe it was Maks’s fingers that felt so good as he played with her breast, squeezing and tugging and kneading it. Occasionally he grabbed the clamp and tugged hard, sending a shooting pain through her body that seemed to run directly to her clit, making it throb with need.
All too soon he removed his fingers and replaced them with the hard tip of a butt plug. Slowly he breached her ass, one inch in, half an inch out. Over and over he repeated this pattern, fucking it into her ass until it was fully seated in her ass. She felt so full and suddenly she wanted to come. Needed to come.
She whimpered, knowing that she couldn’t ask for what she wanted. She was their submissive and she had to accept what they gave her. She closed her eyes. She could hear them both moving around now, neither of them touching her and she felt bereft.
She heard the flogger first, a split second before she felt it. It was a soft deerskin one and Alexi, she was sure it was him, moved it up and down her back using a tempo and stroke that made her feel like she was getting the most amazing massage. She felt her body relax and tingle at the same time as he worked up and down her body.
But then he was done and she felt the first strike of a bare hand on her ass. This wasn’t Alexi. Maks worked quickly, covering every square inch of her ass with his palm. He started lightly, but then his tempo increased and each strike hurt more. Occasionally he’d pause and run a big hand over her abused ass, spreading the heat, but then he’d go back to spanking her harder and harder until she felt the first tears leak out.
That must have been a signal because now Alexi was back with a harder flogger. He didn’t go on as long, but it definitely hurt more. But she welcomed the pain. She could feel herself slipping into that wonderful place that was known as subspace, floating on the high of the endorphins that were kicking stronger and stronger as Alexi whipped her ass.
The next time he stopped, she felt an unfamiliar implement strike her ass. A riding crop. She’d never felt one before and it stung, at least the way that Maks wielded it. And the wicked, wicked man never stopped moving it around. She never knew where it would come down. Left, right, right, right, left, right. He moved it around constantly and then it hit somewhere she never expected. She felt him strike her pussy once, twice and then it came down on her clit.
She screamed as he settled into a rhythm tapping it hard against her clit over and over and over until she could feel another climax building. This one was going to be big. She needed just a little bit more.
“Please!” she begged.
And then the beating stopped. She heard the sound of foil ripping and then she felt Maks start to push his condom-covered cock against her pussy opening. Slowly, ever so slowly, she pushed into her opening.
“You are killing me. Faster, move faster, please.”
“Alexi, can you keep that mouth occupied? I’m kind of busy down here!”
Alexi laughed and she felt the strap behind her head being removed. Then the whole whatever it was called that her head was resting on was removed and she saw Alexi’s cock in front of her mouth as his hands tangled in her hair.
“Open!” he ordered. She readily complied, taking him deep in her throat just as Maks buried himself inside her pussy as deep as he could go. She was so damned tight, her pussy compressed by the plug in her ass. After pausing a moment, Maks was moving hard and fast now, bumping against the plug with each stroke, driving it into her as he fucked her quickly.
And there was that other cock in her mouth. It was moving, too. Pussy. Ass. Mouth. Pussy. Ass. Mouth. It was like a mantra spinning through her brain. Pussy. Ass. Mouth. That’s all she could think about as her body started shaking as yet another climax tore through her. It pounded through her without end, wave after wave of pleasure, and the two men used her body hard. She’d never come so much and it wasn’t over yet.
Then she felt them both pull out at the same time. Moments later, she felt their hot ropes of cum splatter across her back and in her hair.
“Ours!” they declared in unison.
Chapter Seven
Eve lay back and the two men washed her tired body, and even her hair, ever so gently. She dozed as they worked, but every time she started to drop off, she moved and the plug in her ass made itself known.
Damn, they weren’t done with her yet. She was one lucky woman, was the last thing she remembered thinking before she finally dropped off.
It was much later when she woke, sandwiched between their two hard bodies. She was on her side and Alexi was kissing her mouth while Maks was kissing her shoulder while massaging one breast. When they realized she was awake, Alexi whispered their plans into her ear while Maks removed the plug.
Suddenly she felt so empty, but not for long as Alexi slid his condom-covered cock into her pussy. Then he rolled so that he was on his back and she was lying on top of him. Instinctively she sat up, driving his cock deep inside her.
Alexi laughed and reached up to grip her breasts.
“You have the most beautiful tits I’ve ever seen. What do you think, Maks?”
“They are perfect. I can’t wait to flog them so they are a nice rosy pink. Then I’m going to press them together and fuck them. What do you think of that, Eve?”
Eve closed her eyes and moaned of the thought of Maks’s hot cock between her breasts, fucking them like they were a warm pussy.
“I think she likes the thought, Alexi, but first things first.”
Alexi reached up and pulled Eve down so that her breasts were mashed against hi
s chest and she couldn’t move. She could tell that Maks was moving. Then she felt him squirt the cold lube into her ass and she knew what was coming next. She swallowed hard and tried to force her body to relax. She’d never been with two men before and she was a little bit scared, but she was excited, too.
She could feel Maks’s fingers stretching her ass and all too quickly they were replaced by the broad head of his cock.
The pressure was almost overwhelming. Then she felt the head of his cock slide in, followed by the rest of him as he slowly pressed until he was all the way in. He paused, clearly letting her adjust. She was glad, but soon she was feeling the overwhelming need to move. She wiggled her hips. The men seemed to take this as a signal. Carefully they started to move. One moved in as the other moved out. In and out. Out and in. Faster and faster. Until she felt her body tense and then she was bucking hard between them, out of control as her climax tore through her in burst after burst of pleasure, yet still they rode her hard.
She fell limp onto Alexi’s body but still they fucked her, in and out, out and in. She could feel another climax building. It was almost too much. Each time they moved, her tender clit scraped over Alexi’s pubic bone and yet another wave of sensation rolled through her.
She whimpered. They were going to kill her with pleasure.
But then Maks pushed deep and held and she realized from his shuddering body and the feel of his hot semen shooting into the condom that he was coming hard. He slumped over her for a moment before pulling out carefully and disposing of the condom.
Alexi then rolled so she was on her back. He reached down and pulled her legs up over his shoulders and pounded into her like a madman until he too came, his cock twitching inside her as he emptied himself into the condom.
* * * *
The next time they woke up it was to a pounding on the door. “You have to leave now so we can clean. We’ll be back in thirty minutes.”
Eve lay back and stretched. Her body ached, but it was a pleasant ache. Thirty minutes? She didn’t think she’d be able to move that quickly. She lay back and closed her eyes. They’d have to clean around her.
She felt the men move. “I’m not ready to get up.”
“That’s okay,” Maks growled. Then she heard them chanting together. “Rock, paper, scissors.” She didn’t have enough energy to open her eyes and find out what they were babbling about, but she found out pretty quickly as, with a shout of triumph, Alexi slid down her body, taking the covers with her. Then Maks settled himself at her side, kissing her cheek and playing with her breasts as his brother pushed her legs apart and got to work.
“Oh god. I’m so tender down there!”
“No pain today, baby. Just pleasure!”
“That’s what I’m afraid off!” She moaned softly as Alexi laved her from pussy to clit. She groaned as he suckled gently on her clit. Then she shrieked and would have come up of the bed if it wasn’t for Maks holding her down when Alexi bit her clit lightly and he pushed three fingers inside her, stretching her abruptly. Moving quickly, he brought her arousal to a boil and then curled his fingers inside her so that she was bucking against Maks as another climax rolled through her.
Then, as she lay back, they dressed her like she was a life-size doll before pulling on their own clothes. She could hear the sounds of the cleaners outside and tried to sit up, but she just yawned and lay back on the bed. Laughing, Maks scooped her up in his arms, carrying her like a bride this time, rather than over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
She dozed in his arms as he carried her out past the early staff, including Mac Whelan himself. Oh god. She burrowed into Maks’s shoulder, her face a flaming red. She’d never be able to go back and work for him now.
Eve must have slept during the ride because the next thing she realized Maks was carrying her up the stairs to her small house, preceded by Alexi who was carrying her purse. She watched sleepily as he rooted in her bag for her key. When the door was open, he stepped aside as Maks carried her inside. She caught a glimpse of Mrs. Beacher grinning at her. Oh, great. Now I’ll have to move, too.
Maks carried her into the bedroom and the two men swiftly stripped off her clothes and tucked her under the covers.
“I wish we could stick around, baby, but we have work to do. We have meetings with a restaurant management company and a health club to talk about your ideas, so it’s actually your fault we can’t spend the weekend in bed.”
“It’s just as well. I think you melted my bones. If I don’t make it into work Monday, just put on my tombstone, ‘She died happy.’”
The men laughed, and with a quick kiss on her cheek, they were gone.
* * * *
Monday came both more quickly and more slowly than she expected. She hadn’t really expected them to stay away all weekend, but they had, which had given her time to think. They hadn’t stayed totally away, though. They’d had a video chat on Sunday and had talked her into two orgasms. She’d never had online sex before and it was far sexier than she’d imagined. She was able to see them stroking their cocks over the dual video feed while they talked dirty to her.
She’d stripped at their command and then played with herself, first with her fingers and then with her vibrator. She’d been far more wanton than she’d ever been and she loved every minute of it. Her only regret was that they couldn’t touch. On the other hand, she’d needed the rest.
It wasn’t until the end of the call that she found out that she wouldn’t be seeing them both until the following Friday.
“Sorry, Eve. Maks has to go to Chicago for a few days and when he gets back, I have to go to San Diego. On the plus side, you’ll have two nights alone with my brother at the beginning of the week and then two alone with me. Friday night we’ll make up for lost time and the two of us will ravish you properly.”
She’d dropped off to sleep dreaming of when the three of them would be together again.
* * * *
The week without Alexi and Maks had flown by surprisingly quickly. Now after a great weekend together, the next Monday morning and a new workday came far too soon. Eve found herself yawning as she walked into the lobby carrying a huge cup of coffee and a box of sweet treats for the team. The coffee was the largest that Starbucks could provide. She normally wasn’t much of a coffee drinker but she hadn’t gotten much sleep during the weekend. Between Maks and Alexi, she was sure she hadn’t slept more than a few hours, but what a wonderful sleepless weekend it was.
But now she was going to pay for it at work if she wasn’t careful, and since it was her first full week on the job, she wanted to make a good impression. She checked her watch as she waited for the elevator. Damn, it was after ten. Hopefully the treats would make people forgive her tardiness.
She’d tried to kick the brothers out of bed early, but Maks had insisted that since he was going out of town for a few days, he had to stock up. And then Alexi said that watching her and Maks made him horny and then…well, she was lucky she could walk.
Knowing that Alexi was driving Maks to the airport, she knew she could get some work done, in the morning at least. But, first things first. She’d been using Irina Romanova’s office Thursday and Friday since there was a problem getting her workstation network connectivity to work, but Irena was due back in the office today. She had moved her things to her new desk before she left on Friday, but between Maks and Alexi, she was sure she’d forgotten something. Hopefully Irena wouldn’t mind that she’d used her office.
The elevator dinged and she exited. Immediately in front of her was the big A+A logo and sweet young Katya at the reception desk.
“Miss Brookdale, you got a delivery of flowers.”
“Flowers? For me?”
“Yes, a big bouquet of red roses in a lovely cut glass vase. I had Pauly leave them in your office.”
Smiling, she headed on it, going straight to the break room where she deposited the yummy goodness. Taking out a coconut lemon bar for herself, she headed toward her w
orkstation. She was brimming with ideas for the restaurant decor and couldn’t wait to get started.
As she walked down the hallway, she passed several coworkers and smiled. They didn’t seem quite as friendly as last week. In fact, they looked somewhat uncomfortable. Damn, she knew she should have made more of an effort to get in on time. If she was going to be working for the firm, she needed to be professional. The fact that she was sleeping with the owners actually made that even more important than usual. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the design department and headed over to her desk. With any luck, there would be a computer on it.
And there was, but no flowers. She was so excited to see the computer. Katya had said that they’d been put in her office. She sighed. Clearly they’d been put in the office she’d borrowed while hers was getting set up. Hopefully the owner wouldn’t mind, and hopefully they’d understand about the flower mix-up.
Moving quickly, she saw that the office door was open, but the desk was empty, just as she’d left it, except for an enormous bouquet of red roses. There had to be two dozen at least. She saw the card sitting beside them on the desk. Angel was written on the envelope. Clearly these were hers. She picked them up and headed for her desk.
She hadn’t gone a half dozen steps from the office when she heard a very annoyed-sounding female voice—“What do you think you are you doing with my flowers?”—just as a hand grabbed her arm.
Startled, she stopped abruptly and began to turn. She only turned halfway when she felt the impact of a body, a slight female body, bumping into hers. She tried to grab the stranger to keep her from falling but only succeeded in losing her grip on the flowers. Juggling it, much like the watermelon scene in Dirty Dancing, she finally got a grip on the heavy vase, but she wasn’t able to stop the flowers and most of the water from tipping out onto the prone female who’d bumped into her.
