Angela Knight - Hero Sandwich

by Hero Sandwich (lit)

  Then he lowered his head again.

  Licks. Gentle bites. Long, slow tongue strokes. Fingers pinching aching flesh, penetrating ass and pussy. Every move one man made, the other countered with a wet caress. Cougar sucked her clit as Lynx strung a trail of tiny bites over her hard nipples. Lynx kneaded and suckled one breast while Cougar finger-fucked pussy and ass simultaneously. She was so close to coming, her every nerve and muscle vibrated. But each time the hot swell of climax would rise, they’d stop until it died.

  It didn’t take them long to have her begging. “Fuck me!” Meg gasped. “God, I can’t stand this. Let me come!”

  With a soft growl, Lynx lunged to his feet and reached under the armor of his hip. He struggled with something a moment, and then his cock sprang free. “I’ve got to have her, Coug. Now.”

  “Take her mouth,” Cougar growled. “I don’t want her coming yet.”

  With a low growl of hunger, Lynx straddled her, one foot on the floor, the other knee bent and braced on the seat. Propping one palm beside her head, he used the other to aim his cock at her mouth. “Suck!” he ordered. His voice was low and rough with lust.

  Too hot to even consider rebelling, Meg raised her head and closed her mouth around the thick, flushed head. Lynx groaned as she began to suckle. As if maddened, he pumped his hips, thrusting the big, smooth shaft into her mouth until she gagged. He rasped a hasty apology and moderated the depth of his thrusts.

  Between her thighs, Cougar’s tongue flicked over her clit, slow and hot and teasing. Meg moaned.

  Her head was spinning. She felt utterly surrounded by aroused male, bound and turned on and so close to coming she wanted to scream. Lynx’s thick cock felt deliciously smooth in her mouth, like one of those enormous candy canes she’d enjoyed as a child. She tightened her lips around it and sucked hard, enjoying his deep male groan of pleasure.

  As if to remind her he was there, Cougar chose that moment to work three fingers into her ass, stretching her so wide she gasped.

  Shuddering, wildly turned on, she suckled and nibbled and licked, until Lynx finally groaned and stiffened. His cock pulsed against her tongue. He threw back his handsome head and shouted as a spurt of cum flooded her mouth, salty and hot. Meg swallowed greedily, milking him as Cougar slowly finger-fucked her ass.

  Finally Lynx rolled off her and collapsed on the floor, panting. Gasping, Meg lay still, lust sizzling her nerves in an erotic storm. Cougar withdrew those skillful fingers, and she groaned in disappointed hunger. The seat gave under her as he sat down.

  Then he whispered, “My turn, Sneaky.” He scooped her off the seat and across his lap. “Up on your knees,” he ordered.

  Bracing her cuffed hands against his chest, Meg licked her lips and obeyed. Was he going to fuck her now?

  Where was he going to fuck her?

  She got her answer when he pressed his cockhead against her anus. Before she could even think of drawing back, he caught her under both knees and lifted, tipping her back onto his shaft.

  “God!” Meg sucked in a hard breath as the massive organ touched her rectum and began to press inside. Cougar controlled her descent with those strong hands, gripping her knees and lowering her slowly. She groaned as her ass began to stretch painfully around his width. Bracing her bound hands on his armored belly, she looked down at his face in alarm. “It hurts!”

  He gave her a dark, cruel smile. “I was just thinking how good it feels. Brace yourself, baby; that was just the first inch.”

  His cock felt huge as it tunneled relentlessly up her ass, setting off a blazing ache.

  “Oh, God!” she gasped.

  He just grinned. “Consider this your debt to society ...” Lowering her that last agonizing fraction, he added, “... getting paid.”

  Meg groaned. He was all the way in, buried to her bellybutton. “I never knew you were such a sadistic bastard.”

  “You just weren’t paying attention.” Effortlessly, he lifted her.

  She gasped in startled pleasure as the thick cock teased her ass. As painful as the entry was, the exit felt dark and wickedly delicious.

  “That any better?” Cougar purred.

  She could only whimper.

  He lowered her again, faster this time. The sensation of being stretched open was still hot and painful, but as he lifted her again, pleasure flooded in to join it. Then Cougar started fucking her in earnest, shuttling her up and down on that big cock while she writhed in his arms on the knife-edge between agony and delight.

  “Damn,” Lynx rasped from behind her, “that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

  Meg looked over her shoulder. Despite his recent climax, he was rock-hard again, stroking his cock as he knelt on the floor behind her. His grin was as dark and nasty as Cougar’s. “Didn’t we promise you a hero sandwich?”

  Her eyes widened. “Eeep.”

  “We did, didn’t we?” Cougar purred.

  Before she could babble a protest, he lifted her off his thick cock and slid to the floor on his knees, handing her into his partner’s arms.

  Lynx lifted and arranged her as easily as Cougar had, spreading her wide over his cock.

  Then he impaled her pussy in a long, delicious glide that made Meg groan in delight. More than willing, she wrapped her legs around his waist and looped her bound arms around his neck.

  Cougar moved up behind her. Meg stiffened in instinctive alarm as one armored hand grabbed her ass. The smooth, well-greased head of his cock touched her anus again. “Here we go,” he rumbled.

  She yowled as Cougar started working back inside her. As big as he was, he felt even thicker and harder sliding in against Lynx’s cock. The entry went on and on, red-hot with blended pain and arousal, until both of them were all the way in.

  Meg had never felt so impossibly stuffed in her life -- crammed with dick in a ruthless double impalement. Cougar’s hands slid around her ribs to find her breasts, capturing and teasing her nipples as he pulled her back against his chest. Lynx’s hands caught her thighs, lifting her as both men began to thrust. First Cougar, then Lynx, so one man slid out as the other slid in, rolling and grinding.

  The sensation was indescribably rich and darkly kinky. Meg rested her head back on Cougar’s shoulder and moaned as they fucked her in long, slow strokes.

  “Like that, Sneaky?” Cougar purred in her ear from behind. “All that dick in such tight little holes?”

  She could only shudder.

  “I sure as hell like it,” Lynx growled through gritted teeth, his expression feral as he pumped deep in her twat. “I’ve never fucked anything this damn tight.”

  “Lift her a little more,” Cougar ordered. “I’m in the mood to ream.”

  His partner tightened his grip, pulling her thighs even further apart. Meg groaned helplessly as the two men began to thrust harder, faster, slamming in and out of her tight channels, twisting and tormenting her delicate flesh. The savage blend of heat and pleasure tore a yowl from her mouth.

  Somebody’s pelvis ground over her clit as a dick pounded just the right spot, detonating her orgasm in a long, pulsing wave of fire. Meg screamed in ecstasy, barely aware as first Lynx and then Cougar stiffened, coming, pumping her twin channels full of slick, hot cream.

  When it was over at last, they collapsed in a hot, sweaty pile on the floor of the car. Megan, panting, ass and cunt aching, stared blindly up at the roof overhead. Two sets of powerful arms clasped loosely around her.

  She’d just had the most searing erotic experience of her life. Every kinky fantasy come true.

  Why was she suddenly thinking of Richard?

  Probably because, hot as it was, she knew neither man really gave a damn about her. She was just a former supervillain turned pain-in-the-ass shutterbug they’d just fucked blind.

  Despite his secrets, despite his lies, Richard had loved her. And she’d ended it anyway. What had she done? Tears prickled at her lids. Even as she fought them down, her body began to yield to exhaust
ion. In moments, she was asleep.

  But as her eyes slid closed, her drowsy mind betrayed her. “Richard,” she whimpered.

  Lynx, startled, met Cougar’s gaze over her shoulder.

  She dreamed she was in Richard’s bed again. Her cheek rested on those familiar silk sheets, lightly scented with his cologne.

  But behind her, she felt the ridges of studded leather armor. Somehow, Cougar was in bed with her.

  Richard’s voice whispered in her ear. “God, Meg, please don’t leave me.”

  With a soft groan, she rolled over, eyes still closed. His mouth took hers, gently persuasive. “Richard,” she whispered in welcome.

  Then she opened her eyes and looked up into Cougar’s face. And she knew.

  “You son of a bitch!” Furious, she rolled naked out of the bed.

  Richard’s bed.

  Cougar looked up at her, sprawled across those silk sheets in his leather and studs, fully armored now, the impressive cock tucked away. The cock she suddenly realized was a dead ringer for Richard’s.

  Outraged, Meg stared into his masked face, focusing on that seductive mouth she’d kissed so many times before. “I fucking cannot believe I didn’t recognize you!” It was like the vase/face illusion she’d seen as a child, a shape that shifted from being a face to a vase depending on how you looked at it. Now that she’d seen the resemblance, it was obvious.

  The secret identity Richard had been hiding was Cougar.

  “You were a kid the first time you met me as Cougar,” Richard said quietly, reaching up to pull off his mask. “You were an adult when you met me as Richard. Last night, you saw what you expected to see.”

  Quivering with anger, Meg stared into that handsome, familiar face with its broad cheekbones, square chin, and wolf-pale eyes. His dark hair had been mashed into sweaty, disordered curls by the mask. “You knew all along,” she realized. “You knew who I was when we met at that gallery show a year ago!”

  He nodded, meeting her gaze levelly as he rolled off the bed. “I recognized your scent.”

  “Was this some kind of game to you?” Angry tears stung her eyes. “Making your arch enemy’s kid fall in love with you? Why? So you could break my heart?”

  Richard winced, taking a step toward her. She backed warily away. “No. It wasn’t like that. I just wanted to get to know you. It always bothered me that I wasn’t able to save you from Bankbuster, and ...”

  “This was pity?” God, that was even worse. “I was a pity fuck?”

  “Dammit, Meg, would you calm down? I asked you out because it was good to see somebody I fought actually go straight. Then I realized how much I liked you. I didn’t expect that.”

  “You liked me?” She should have known. He’d been playing with her. Why else would he want anything to do with Meg Jennings?

  Those cool wolf eyes heated. “It hasn’t been ‘like’ in months, Meg, and you know it. I love you. It ripped my heart out when you told me it was over. You demanded my secret. Well, you know it now.”

  “But why the game? Why play kinky, dominant stud? Why bring Lynx into it, for God’s sake?” Her eyes widened. “He’s Adam, isn’t he? You banged me with your brother? ”

  He braced both fists on his hips. “Did you or did you not tell me you had a fantasy about sleeping with both of us?”

  “I was drunk! For God’s sake, I never expected to actually end up in a hero sandwich with Cougar and Lynx. It’s like a threesome with George Clooney and Russell Crowe. Something to dream about in a cold bed with a warm vibrator.”

  He grinned, visibly enjoying the comparison. “And you loved every minute of it.”

  Meg glowered at him. “My asshole still hurts.”

  Richard smirked. “It was my pleasure.”

  “I’m sure it was, you big prick.” She remembered Lynx’s outrage when Cougar first started feeling her up. “Did Adam know what you were up to?”

  “He had no idea.”

  “Because he wouldn’t have gone along with it if he had. Adam is a nice man.” Her outrage was beginning to fade as her wicked sense of humor came to the surface.

  It had been delicious.

  “I’m a nice man.” His expression was vaguely insulted.

  “Yeah, I could tell when you started reaming my ass. Which, as I recall, I refused to allow you to do when you asked me the first time. No fair using Cougar to intimidate me into it.”

  He smirked as he stepped up to her. “Oh, you wanted it. You just needed to be persuaded.”

  “I did not.” Meg glowered as he tugged her into his arms. “Cut that out. I’m still pissed off at you.”

  “No, you’re not.” He lowered his head. “You want to kiss Cougar again.”

  “No.” He was right, of course, but she stubbornly turned her head anyway, pouting. “I’m sticky and I haven’t brushed my teeth.”

  “We can fix that.” He gave her that roguish smile and swept her into his arms, then carried her toward the bathroom as if she weighed no more than a kitten. He’d done it before as Richard, but she’d never noticed how easy it was for him. She should have realized he had far more than normal strength.

  Meg decided to drop even the pretense of irritation in favor of satisfying her curiosity. “How did you and Adam get your powers?”

  Richard set her on her feet beside his huge whirlpool bath and turned to busy himself with the taps. Water began gushing into the tub. “That’s a long, ugly story.” He stood and started stripping out of his armor as she watched with absorbed interest. With each piece of armor he dropped, more and more delicious muscle was revealed -- shoulders to die for, a set of abdominal muscles that flexed and rippled as he moved, bunching brawn in calves and thighs. And the most delicious ass she’d ever wanted to bite. “You know my dad was a geneticist, right?”

  “Yeah, I think you mentioned that.”

  “Well, he’d invented a kind of super drug that would insert new genetic code into the DNA of the person who took it, giving him or her superpowers. Trouble was, the lab trials were problematic at best, because it affected every test animal differently. But before he could do any more work on it, an asshole named Gordon Carson got wind of the drug. He broke into Dad’s lab, killed him, and stole every dose he could find. He used the drug to become Nightwolf.”

  Meg’s eyes widened. “My father’s partner!”

  “Exactly. And before that, the first villain we fought. Luckily, Carson didn’t know Dad had a couple of extra vials of the drug locked in a safe in his bedroom. Adam and I took them after we found out what happened. I ended up getting the muscle and animal senses, while Adam got the speed and agility. But Nightwolf was damn near a match for us both. It took us three years to bring him down.” Richard bent and turned off the taps, then switched on the jets. Straightening, he made a sweeping gesture. “Your bath awaits, milady.”

  “Thank you, kind sir.” Stepping into the tub, Meg settled, sighing, into the frothing water. He got in, too. She dragged her eyes away from all that magnificent bare skin with difficulty. “I’m sorry about your father.”

  Richard met her gaze as he moved to sit behind her. “I’m sorry about yours. If I’d caught him when he was still working with Nightwolf, he’d have gone to jail instead of forcing you to become Sneak Thief.” He grimaced and settled into the tub, folding his long legs around hers. “An idea he probably got from me and Adam.”

  “Yeah, he thought the teenaged sidekick concept was really cool.” She shook her head and settled back against her lover’s sculpted chest. “Asshole.”

  Richard gathered her against him, cupping her breasts gently. “You don’t know the half of it. He came so damn close to getting you sent to jail. When we arrested him, Detective Sanders put two and two together and decided Bankbuster’s daughter had to be Sneak Thief. I had to talk fast to convince him he was wrong. Said the scent was different.” He shook his head. “Luckily, he believed me.”

  Startled, she twisted around and looked at him. “You lied for me? T
o a cop? Why?”

  “I saw Gerald’s police record.” Angry passion ignited in Richard’s eyes. “How many times was he charged with domestic violence? How many times did Social Services take you away from him when you were a kid, only to give you right back? The system failed you. Damned if I was going to let it screw you again.”

  She took a deep breath and revealed the guilt that had gnawed at her for years. “I did commit crimes, Richard. I helped him rob those banks.”

  “And we finally caught him because of a tip to Cougar’s hotline from an ER payphone.” Gently, he pushed the hair out of her face. “That took a lot of guts, Meg. If we’d failed to catch him, he’d have known you dropped a dime. He’d have killed you.”

  “I knew Cougar would get him.” Meg shook her head. “Besides, he would have eventually killed somebody else on one of his jobs. He had to go down.”

  “And we took him down, didn’t we? You and I and Adam.” Richard tilted up her chin and lowered his head.

  The kiss started out slow and gentle, a sweet mating of lips and tongues. In a heartbeat, it heated to a blaze as Meg determined to give him everything she had. He tasted so hot, his mouth alone was enough to make her nipples peak. With a hungry groan, she tried to twist around so she could reach him more easily. He picked her up and rearranged her to sprawl across his broad body so they were face to face at last.

  Long fingers cupped her breasts, caressing the tight points to full erection as they kissed slowly, tongues sliding back and forth, teasing one another. Meg sighed, losing herself in him.

  She tasted so damn good, like heat and sex. By the time she pulled away with a low groan, his cock was hard as stone against the satin skin of her muscular little belly.

  Dazed, Richard looked up at her. Long red hair tumbled around her slim shoulders, freed at last from the hood that had constrained it. Her eyes were a soft pale green, witchy and wide in her heart-shaped face. Those deliciously full lips pouted at him. Seduced, he lifted his head to take them again in a hungry kiss. His hands found the soft, full weight of her breasts, cupped and cradled them. Her nipples jutted, silently begging for his fingers. He found them, rolled them. Watched her throw her head back to pant, those lovely eyes closing.