Quarantine

by Dakota Rebel

  He wasn’t wrong about that. We were probably lucky. In fact, if they weren’t stuck in a room with a ticking time bomb of a Were-Cougar, it might have been pretty fun for them. I would have to find a way to escape. I would stay for that night, but come the next morning, I had to get out.

  “Well,” Nate said, his mouth moving to whisper in my ear. “Since it seems we’re stuck here, perhaps we could get back to our previous conversation.”

  “The one about my dead husband?” I asked. I disentangled myself from him and walked back to the bar where my beer still sat. Taking a deep drink, I closed my eyes and wished it were a big glass of whiskey instead.

  “The one about the three of us,” Dean said.

  He had walked up behind me, and I hadn’t heard him. I turned around to find myself pinned against the bar, both of his hands on either side of me so that I was staring into his chest again. Almost against my will, I looked up to meet his chocolate gaze. His black hair was hanging in his eyes and his five o’clock shadow looked like it was about to hit seven p.m.

  “I don’t remember us having that conversation,” I said, ducking under Dean’s arm and walking straight into Jasen.

  “Well,” Jasen replied, his gaze like molten blue lava as he looked me up and down. “We were about to. We just hadn’t quite gotten there.”

  “This is crazy.” I backed away from them. “You three couldn’t possibly be interested in an old woman like me.”

  Nate chuckled, moving toward me again. “You’re hardly an old woman.”

  “Compared to you three, I’m positively ancient.” I crossed my arms across my chest. My nipples had formed hard points in my bra, and I wanted to hide my arousal from them. “If this is some sort of joke, it’s not funny.”

  “We’re not laughing, are we?” Jasen said, his blue eyes sparkling beneath his mop of blond hair.

  “Look.” Dean sat on a stool and swiveled to look at me. “We’re all stuck here for a while. We have to do something to pass the time.”

  “Is that what I am?” I asked hotly, my desire taken down a notch at the notion that I was just a way for them to kill a few hours.

  “Of course not,” Dean said, pulling me into his arms, my chest crushed against his as my arms reached out uselessly to stop him. “We all wanted you the second you walked in here.”

  “Really? Because before the CDC guy came in, I’m pretty sure Nate was about to tattoo a big red A on my chest.” I glared at the bartender, and he had the decency to look sheepish.

  “I saw the wedding ring and freaked out. I don’t like cheaters.” He shrugged.

  “What makes you think I like banging three guys at once?” I shot back, looking around at their young, beautiful faces.

  “I don’t think you would know if you did.” Jasen walked over to where Dean and I were standing. “But you shouldn’t knock it until you try it.”

  “Is this something the three of you do often?” I asked. I was losing this fight. Not with them, but with myself. My body ached to be touched by them, by all of them. Every time I blinked, I could see myself spread beneath them all, their hands and their mouths on me, their cocks…

  “Not at all,” Nate said, joining us in the middle of the room. “But we all like you—”

  “You don’t even know me,” I shot back at him. “I could be a, a…”

  “A what?” Nate asked, a smile playing on his full lips. “A cougar?”

  It was as if I’d been dunked in ice water. Any arousal that might have been coursing through my body had been doused with that one word.

  “Why would you say that?” My body was stiff as I backed away from them. How could he possibly know about that?

  “It was a joke.” Concern etched Nate’s face. “I just meant that none of us think you enjoy preying on younger men.”

  Oh. That kind of cougar. As his meaning sunk in, I felt indignation rise up in me again.

  “Do you think I’m old enough to be a cougar?”

  “There’s just no pleasing you, is there?” Jasen asked, amusement in his tone.

  “Oh, I’ll bet we could find a way,” Dean said, stepping forward daringly. He raised his hand to cup my jaw, tilting my face to look into his eyes. “I’ll bet we could find all kinds of ways to please you.”

  My whimper was lost in his mouth as he kissed me. Desire crashed over my body again as Dean’s lips urged mine to part for him. Our tongues danced against each other, teeth clacking slightly together as the kiss deepened. I’d never been kissed like that. My knees threatened to give, but suddenly, there was a second set of hands wrapped around my waist holding me steady.

  I didn’t want to break the kiss, but I had to know who else was touching me. Turning to my left, I found Jasen’s mouth waiting to pick up where Dean’s had left off. He claimed my mouth, his lips softer, his tongue thicker than the first man’s had been.

  Lips pressed against my neck as Nate came to join the party. Before I could wrap my head around what was happening, my body was covered with hands and mouths, touching, kissing, grabbing, nipping at bits of my skin.

  I felt as if I were on fire. For a moment, I worried that the beast inside of me would rear her head, but apparently, she liked the men who were staking their claim to me. She seemed to curl up inside me and purr. It felt so real that the guttural sound actually escaped my throat, a keening cry that made one of the men groan in response.

  My mind screamed at me to stop this, but my body ached for release. Real release. Something I hadn’t been given in years, a feeling that I would never be able to give myself but that these men wanted to help me achieve.

  What harm could really come of this? In the morning, I would find a way out of there anyway. They could think what they liked about me. I didn’t have to concern myself with town gossip. If three young, gorgeous men wanted to have their way with me and let me have my way with them, what harm was that doing to anyone else?

  A hand slid between my legs, cupping my mound and rubbing firmly against my clit through my jeans. I ground against it, silently begging with my body for them to continue.

  Jasen released my mouth, and Nate’s lips pressed against mine. His tongue raced around mine as if he were trying to taste where Jasen had just been. The hand that had been pressed between my legs had moved to unbutton my jeans.

  “We need to find somewhere to lay down,” Dean said. The hand had withdrawn, and I assumed it had been his. “This isn’t going to work standing up.”

  “I don’t think that cot in the back is going to hold everyone.” Nate stepped back from me. “I think there are some blankets back there though. We could spread them out on the floor.”

  “I’ll go,” Jasen offered. He kissed me quickly on the lips then winked. “Don’t do anything while I’m gone. I don’t want to miss the fun.”

  Dean lowered his face to mine again, sucking my lower lip into his mouth and nibbling it gently. I let my hands travel up his shoulders and around his neck, holding him as if he were saving me from drowning.

  “Can I ask you something really personal?” he asked as he broke the kiss.

  I stared up into his eyes, the color of melted chocolate, and nodded.

  “When was the last time you had sex with someone?”

  “Years,” I whispered, my cheeks flaming with shame.

  He took my chin between his thumb and finger and gazed down at me. “If we do anything, anything, you don’t want, don’t like or aren’t sure about, please tell us. We want to make you happy. We want this to be enjoyable for everyone. Promise me you’ll tell us if you want to stop.”

  I nodded again, unable to find my voice. Being completely new to having sex with more than one person, I had no idea how it was even going to work. I mean, I had a good idea, but until we were in the moment, I had no idea how I would feel about taking all of them at once. If that was even what they wanted.

  “Kiss me,” I whispered finally, lost as to what else to say or do.

  Dean smiled as he lowered
his mouth again. He kept the kiss soft, light presses of lips with quick licks from his tongue over mine. I heard Jasen come back then a scuffle of chairs and tables as I assumed he and Nate were creating a makeshift bed for us. But Dean never released my mouth, and I didn’t want to look away. His hands were splayed across my back, and I pressed myself to him, my nipples hard against his chest.

  Need and juices pooled at my pussy, and I was terrified and excited by what I was about to do. All of the months of fear and running and hiding disappeared under the weight of their gazes and the sensation of their hands. For the first time in a long time, I finally felt safe. Standing there in Dean’s arms with his mouth against mine, it almost seemed like home.

  “Dean,” Nate said, a note of humor in his tone. “Are you going to share, or do I have to spend the night fucking Jasen again?”

  At these words, I broke away from Dean and stared at Nate in disbelief. I was pretty sure I’d heard him correctly, but my mind was so muddled with desire I couldn’t be positive.

  “Does that surprise you?” Nate asked, stepping forward to run his hand over my cheek.

  “Maybe a little,” I admitted. I would never have guessed that either of them liked men. They had been so receptive to me I’d just assumed they were straight.

  “We swing both ways,” Jasen said, grinning at whatever expression was on my face. I felt so many emotions and couldn’t be sure which I projected.

  As if to prove Jasen’s words, Nate stepped forward and pulled the man hard against his body as his mouth crashed down on the blond’s. I watched in amazement as they tangled, their lips pressed together, their hands wandering over each other’s bodies.

  My pussy flooded at the sight of it. It was hands down the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Dean stepped behind me and wrapped his arms around me. His erection pressed against my ass, and I fought the urge to grind against it. I wanted him, wanted them, more than I had wanted anything in a long time. Even more than I craved my own safety, I coveted these men.

  “Do you two want to play with us or just with each other?” Dean called out to the men who were still wrapped in an embrace. “I don’t think she minds watching, but I’m pretty sick of it to tell the truth.”

  “Just because you couldn’t get it up for Nate doesn’t mean you have to take your jealousy out on me,” Jasen shot back, winking over Nate’s shoulder at the man who still held me tightly.

  “Sorry, I just can’t swing that way. Not even for you guys.” Dean shrugged, his arms crushing against my body with the motion.

  I closed my eyes and tried to imagine Dean kissing Nate the way Jasen had. My mind couldn’t make it work. Dean was too… I just couldn’t see it. The scene behind my eyelids changed to Dean’s mouth on my body, and my knees went weak.

  “Let’s get you more comfortable,” Dean said. He took my hand and led me to the middle of the room where the other men had laid out a pile of blankets to cover the hard floor. I looked around at them, three young studs who all wanted me. It was enough to make me swoon.

  Now that we had agreed to do this, no one seemed to know what to do next. In an attempt to break the tension, I reached down and pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it aside before I could chicken out and put it back on.

  I kicked off my shoes and stood before them in my bra and half un-done jeans, waiting for one of them to make the next move.

  Jasen dropped to his knees in front of me, his hands running up my thighs and over my hips to rest on my waist as he lowered his face to press kisses against my stomach. Nate stood behind him, leaning over to cup my breasts in his hands and lay kisses against my bosom. Dean’s arms gripped my hips while he nipped at my neck.

  One of my hands dropped to run fingers through Jasen’s hair as my other arm reached up to wrap around Dean’s neck. The sensation of all of those hands on me again was overwhelming. I closed my eyes against the assault, trying to focus on just the feel of their touches and their mouths on me.

  My jeans were wrenched down my thighs, my underwear disappearing with them. I leaned back against Dean so Jasen could pull my pants free of my feet while Nate reached around me so he could unhook my bra. In moments, I was naked between them.

  They all stood back, staring at me with hunger in their eyes. I shivered under their gazes, though not from cold. I had never felt hotter in my life. Arousal pooled between my legs, and I thought if I shifted my legs to put pressure on my clit I could come right there, just from the way they were looking at me.

  Chapter Three

  “Lay down, Jo,” Dean whispered against my neck.

  I stepped onto the blankets and let Jasen help me to the floor. Nate came down with me, stretching out beside me before sucking one of my nipples between his lips. Jasen bent to kiss me, claiming my mouth viciously, his fingers curling into my hair.

  I cried out as a third mouth pressed between my legs. Dean’s tongue flicked against my clit, and I had to fight not to grind against him. His stubble scratched my thighs, and I couldn’t tell if it hurt or felt amazing. Every nerve ending in my body stood at attention, and their hands and mouths sent electrical currents through my skin.

  Two fingers slid inside of my pussy, and I came, screaming and writhing as my release exploded through my muscles. Jasen backed away so I could cry out into the room. My eyes squeezed shut as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through me.

  I lay panting on the floor, trying to focus my sight on the men who had all stopped touching me. I wanted to know what they were doing, but I was blinking too fast to get my eyes to work properly.

  “Where did you go?” I croaked to them, swallowing heavily to force down the lump that had risen in my throat.

  “We’re right here,” Dean said, his deep voice inches from my ear. “What do you want us to do for you?”

  “I don’t know,” I admitted. Finally opening my eyes, I looked over at him. He was stretched out where Nate had been moments before, but he was completely naked. My gaze traveled down his body, and I inhaled sharply when I got to the impossibly large erection jutting from his body.

  Pre-cum had pooled at his tip, and I licked my lips in anticipation of what he would taste like.

  “You don’t have to,” he said, his voice hoarse with need.

  “I want to,” I said quietly. “I’m just not sure I’ll be very good at it.”

  I pushed him onto his back and straddled his body. Kissing my way down his chest, I kept flicking my gaze up to look at him and make sure he was enjoying what I was doing. When I reached his hip, I grazed my teeth over the bone and smiled at the look of pleasure that crossed his face.

  Kissing my way across his stomach, I finally reached his cock. I dipped my tongue in the pre-cum that had pooled on his weeping tip. He tasted salty and sort of bitter, but not unpleasant. I hesitated as I stared apprehensively at his erection. He was very large, and I worried I wouldn’t be able to fit all of him in my mouth.

  “Wrap your hand around his base,” Nate said.

  I turned to see him kneeling next to me, watching me carefully. I did as he said, gripping Dean firmly in my fist.

  “Now, take his tip in your mouth and swirl your tongue around it, like you’re licking a piece of hard candy.”

  I wrapped my lips around Dean’s spongy head and did as Nate instructed, wrapping my tongue around him, flicking it across the small hole that was still leaking that salty juice into my mouth.

  Dean moaned at the sensation, and I was glad Nate was there to help me. I wanted to give them all the same pleasure they were giving me.

  “Now, slide your hand up as you move your mouth down his shaft. He’s too big for you to try to deep throat him yet. Maybe with practice, but you’ll hurt yourself and maybe him if you try tonight.”

  I followed his instruction, pumping my hand up as I lowered my head down, pulling back up when my lips met my fist. After a few times, my saliva had slicked his whole shaft, and I was able to move faster.

  “That’s good,” Nate whis
pered, flicking my earlobe with his tongue. “Look at him. You can see how much he loves your mouth around his cock.”

  I gazed up at Dean and saw him staring down at me, his eyes dilated with need for release. He looked like I had felt when he’d been eating my pussy. I loved that I was the one who had put that expression on his face.

  “He looks like he wants you to ride his cock,” Jasen said from my other side. His hand slid between my legs and rubbed at my swollen clit. “Your pussy is so wet. I want to watch it slide over him.” He slipped two fingers inside my cunt, and my muscles contracted around them. “Fuck you’re tight. He’s going to stretch you so wide with that monster cock. Maybe while he’s stretching your pussy, Nate will put his dick in your ass.”

  I whimpered around Dean’s cock at the thought of having both of my holes filled. I’d never had anal sex before, and I wasn’t sure my body could handle two men inside of me at once. But I wanted to try. I trusted them to go slow with me. I wasn’t sure why, but I knew that if I asked them to stop, they would.

  Jasen leaned across Dean’s body to kiss Nate. “I want to fuck you while you fuck her,” Jasen said as he backed away.

  I let Dean fall from between my lips and looked around at the men. This was really going to happen. I ran a shaky hand through my auburn hair and tried to suppress the nervous giggle that bubbled in my throat. I wanted it, but I was scared.

  “Jo,” Dean said, sitting up to cup my chin in his hand. “I want you. We all want you. But if you aren’t ready for this, we can stop.”

  I shook my head. There was no way I would stop. I wanted them as much as they claimed to want me. I deserved this. I had been so scared for so long, I just wanted to have some fun for a change.

  Climbing up Dean’s body, I found my legs were shaking with excitement and nervousness. He held my hips and positioned me over his cock. I watched Nate grab Dean and place his tip at my opening. I was so slick that even as large as Dean was, I opened for him and slid down until my ass rested against his body, though my muscles strained to accommodate his erection.