A Summer in Paradise

by Tianna Xander

  She fisted her hands in the sheets, her head thrashing back and forth. A fine sheen of perspiration covered her flesh as she reached, strained, for a release the men didn’t seem in a hurry to give her.

  “Tell me what you want, Pearl. Tell us what you need.” Jarrod breathed the words in her ear.

  “I want you two to stop talking and start doing.” She arched up off the bed in an effort to get Jarrod to suck her nipple harder, deeper into his mouth. She almost screamed with frustration when he stopped, releasing her nipple gently, and then laving it with his tongue.

  “Be more specific.” Jarrod continued to tease her nipples as Duncan did her oh-so-empty pussy.

  They were going to make her say it. She may as well get over the embarrassment of wanting and needing them so badly and shout it out to just get it over with. “I want Duncan to eat my pussy until I come. I want you both to fuck me until I scream, until I can’t see straight.”

  There she said it. Maybe now they would get down to business and finally let her have that orgasm that she could feel hovering just out of her reach.

  Finally, Duncan lowered his head further toward her sex. Pearl felt the warmth of his breath, the rasp of his rough cat-like tongue against her sensitive clit. She clamped her legs against the sides of his head, holding him in place. When he finally sucked her clit into his mouth with a strong pull, she screamed.

  Duncan pressed her legs apart, making more room for his broad shoulders, all the while suckling the sensitive bud of her clit. His experienced tongue flicked over her sensitive flesh. It danced through her slick folds until she arched up of the bed, her legs, once again tightening around his head, locking him in place while the world seemed to burn bright and go up in flames around her.

  Ever so slowly, Duncan kissed his way back up her body, stopping occasionally to pay homage to the indentation of her navel, the undersides of her breasts and her over-sensitive nipples.

  As Duncan kissed his way up her body, Jarrod kissed his way all the way down to her feet.

  He kissed the soles of her feet and suckled each of her toes into his mouth before he made his way back up her legs to settle himself between her quivering thighs.

  Pearl wasn’t sure she could take another man lapping at her nether flesh. She still shook from the last assault and she wondered how long she would last before he drove her over the edge of another mind-blowing climax.

  Duncan pressed his lips against hers, his tongue sliding along her lower lip, begging entrance. She opened her mouth and Duncan’s tongue swept inside, gliding against hers, just as Jarrod began to lap at her weeping pussy.

  Pearl’s hips bucked when Jarrod’s tongue made contact with her too-sensitive clit and the dizzying sensations assailed her. Heat exploded through her as they continued to worship her body the way they had promised.

  How many men were there in the world who would take so much time to see that they brought their woman so much pleasure before they took their own? Pearl was convinced that there weren’t many and she felt lucky to have this experience before she left.

  All thought left her when Jarrod drew her clit into his mouth and suckled the hard nub. It wasn’t until he added the sharp pleasure-pain of his teeth that she screamed through another climax, as she came apart in their arms.

  “I’m going to fuck you now, mate,” Jarrod blew his warm breath over her quivering flesh and chuckled when she shivered. “This is what we have all been waiting for. This is the reason you were drawn so inexplicably to watch us when you were younger, and this is the reason why we allowed you to see us naked so long ago.”

  He moved up her body to settle his hips between her legs. “You were barely eighteen and we wanted you so badly, but knew we couldn’t have you. You were too young, too inexperienced and we had obligations to our people.”

  Jarrod looked up at Duncan as though waiting for him to say something, then shrugged when he didn’t. “We knew we would put you in danger if we claimed you then, but we claim you now.”

  Pearl didn’t care what they thought. She didn’t want to start an argument just when she was about to experience what it was like to have two men love her at the same time. She wasn’t stupid.

  “Please,” she begged, as she arched her back. She couldn’t wait to feel them inside her. She didn’t want them to change their minds so she let them think what they would like and attempted to keep her mind closed to them. She knew they could read her mind if she allowed it and she couldn’t allow it again. Not now, not ever. Not as long as she intended to leave them.

  Jarrod thrust against her, his hips curling toward her, his cock riding in the moist juncture between her legs. Pearl arched up to meet each teasing thrust, hoping to capture his hard cock inside her slick channel.

  He was big, bigger than she’d had in a long time, not since—Pearl shook her head. She wouldn’t think about that now. She wanted this and she wanted him. She couldn’t let past experiences ruin this for her.

  Size didn’t matter. She knew she could take him. That was all she cared about. She wanted to feel his hard shaft driving inside her, carrying her over one peak after another.

  Pearl almost cried out with relief when he finally positioned himself over her, his cock gliding along her slick cleft. Duncan paid homage to her breasts for a while longer before he shifted to his knees and leaned over her.

  “Suck me, baby.” He rubbed his hard cock against her lips.

  Pearl stuck her tongue out to taste him as Jarrod slowly entered her tight channel. Her vagina stretched around the massive cock as he continued to wedge his way inside her.

  A drop of precum leaked from the head of Duncan’s cock when she wrapped her fist around it. Pearl stuck her tongue out to taste the thick fluid. It tasted just like she expected, delicious. Opening her mouth, she took all she could of his cock into her mouth, fisting her hand at the base, because he was so big.

  “We’re going to take you together, baby.” Jarrod leaned down to draw the tight bud of one of her nipples into his mouth.

  She moaned around Duncan’s cock. God that was so sexy! She hoped he continued to talk to her like that.

  “Yes, my little Pearl, we’re going to take you together, but first, you’re going to suck my cock. Aren’t you?” Duncan asked, his fingers tightening in her hair.

  Chapter Twelve

  Jarrod watched as Pearl did her best to nod with Duncan’s cock wedged partially down her throat. The sight almost made him come. She looked so sexy like that. He couldn’t wait to feel her tight lips around his own cock, but for now, he was satisfied with the sensation of her tight cunt clamping down on him.

  Her inner walls fluttered around him with every long pull he took at her breast and squeezed tighter every time he used his teeth to gently nibble the tight buds. He sawed his erection in and out of her ruthlessly ramming his hard cock home, the tip hitting against her cervix with every inward stroke.

  If this was what it felt like to fuck one’s mate, he didn’t plan to ever let this woman out of his sight. She was everything he’d ever dreamed of and more.

  Pearl moaned when Duncan pulled his cock from between her full pink lips and Jarrod closed his eyes. Many more sounds like that and he would come inside her, if Duncan joined him or not.

  His only hope was that she had already been taken in the ass, because if she hadn’t he might just die if he had to wait to bind her to them.

  Though Jarrod knew it was wrong, he knew exactly what was on Duncan’s mind. He planned to mate her tonight, so she could never get away from them. Sure she could leave, but they would find her no matter where she went. The bond would give them unerring direction where she was concerned and she would never escape them.

  He rolled over, taking Pearl with him when Duncan moved off the bed to get something for lubrication. He wasn’t sure if his friend was always prepared, or if he planned to find something in the cabin. Jarrod didn’t care as long as he found something they could use to ease Duncan’s way as he cramme
d his cock up Pearl’s tight little ass.

  Looking up, he cupped Pearl’s breasts as she smiled down at him, her eyes half-closed. Gods, what he would give to be able to see that look on her face every day of his life.

  Her expression change to one of surprise when the bed dipped between his legs and Duncan reached around to pluck at the hard buds of her rose-colored nipples. She arched back, changing the angle and depth of his thrust and Jarrod gritted his teeth.

  “Hurry up, dammit! I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.”

  “Hold your fucking horses.” Duncan pressed a kiss to the side of Pearl’s neck. “Has anyone ever taken you in the ass before, baby?”

  Jarrod frowned at the look of sheer terror he could have sworn flashed across her face before she closed her eyes, took a deep breath and nodded.

  “A few times.”

  “How recently?”

  “Recently enough.” Pearl paused and bit her lip as though wondering how much to tell them. “It was about a month ago.” She stopped moving over him and settled her ass on his thighs. “I thought…” She shook her head. “I thought my ex had rehabilitated and took him back for one stupid night. We had make-up sex then the next night he was…” She rested her hands on his chest and stared off into space as though deciding how much to tell them. “The very next night he was just as abusive as ever, so I left him again. Only this time I came here. I needed to see Gem.”

  Jarrod wanted to snarl, to demand who the asshole was who abused her, but pulled her down for a kiss instead. The threat of more violence would only scare her again.

  Her new position undoubtedly opened her rear entrance for Duncan, but if he tried to take her now, while she was so vulnerable, Jarrod just might kill him.

  Duncan leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her shoulder, the side of her neck. “If you’re not ready for this—”

  “No!” She looked terrified. “I mean yes. Yes I’m ready for it, I need this. I need you to show me that this can be pleasurable, otherwise I may never have the courage to do it again.”

  She didn’t add that she planned to leave them, but he could see the intent in her eyes. Jarrod sighed, knowing that he and Duncan were going to take that choice from her and he felt bad, but not as bad as he would feel if they harmed her because she refused them. He would never forgive himself and Jarrod was sure Duncan would feel the same.

  “Let’s do it.” She lifted her head just enough to look him in the eyes. “I want this.” Smiling, she cupped his cheek. “I’ve been wanting this for years. Don’t stop now.”

  Jarrod knew it was selfish, but he couldn’t help but close his eyes and thank the gods that she was willing to go through with it, because he was sure waiting even one more night to make her his would kill him.

  Palming the back of her head, he drew her down for another kiss. “Then hold on, baby because this is going to be a ride you will never forget.”

  Reaching down, he grasped the cheeks of her ass in his hands and held them open for Duncan’s attention. He watched over her shoulder as Duncan raised a jar of petroleum jelly and smeared a liberal portion between her lovely rounded cheeks before he put another glob on the head of his cock and leaned forward.

  “I’ll try to move slowly so I don’t hurt you, baby, but I’m not sure how good of a leash I have on my control.”

  Jarrod watched as Duncan pushed forward. Sweat beaded on his brow and he clenched his teeth though in pain, but Jarrod knew it was pleasure that had his friend looking so tense.

  “Hurry up, before I lose it.” He practically growled the words at Duncan. “Jesus, she’s getting tighter by the second.”

  Of course she was. She had his and Duncan’s cocks wedged inside her. It was no wonder she wasn’t screaming with pain.

  “It hurts,” she whimpered against his neck.

  Jarrod, still holding the cheeks of her ass, massaged them gently, his mouth nuzzling the side of her neck. “Shh, baby. It’ll be okay.”

  Duncan paused, took a deep breath and leaned forward to kiss her shoulder. “I’m in, baby. If you don’t mind, I’d just like to sit here for a moment while I catch my breath and your body adjusts to having the two of us inside you.”

  “Is that okay, Pearl?” Jarrod barely felt her nod against his chest.

  “Yes. It’s okay. I—I think I need a rest too.” She sighed and leaned up to press her lips against his.

  Jarrod wanted to give her the time she needed and almost groaned with frustration when his dick, apparently with a mind of its own, jerked inside her. The walls of her pussy clamped down and it was everything he could do to keep himself from withdrawing so he could ram himself deep inside her again.

  His heart pounded in his chest until he thought it would explode and his cock throbbed deep in her slick channel until he thought it would do the same. The only thing that kept him under control was her trust and the fact that Duncan stayed still behind her.

  If his friend made even the slightest move, Jarrod was afraid he would lose control of his beast and take her the way it wanted—hard and rough.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Pearl rested atop Jarrod, her breath coming in short pants. She felt so full with them both inside her. She knew Duncan had finally made his way deep inside her ass. His sac rested between their bodies, pressed against them both.

  When Duncan pulled out of her then flexed his hips, pushing deep once again, all three of them groaned. With both of them inside her the way they were, she could feel every little ridge, every small bump on both of their hard cocks stroking her inner pleasure spots.

  It wasn’t until Jarrod pulled out and pushed back in that Pearl thought she would lose her mind. Every tiny nerve ending along her vaginal walls quivered with pleasure as he pressed determinedly back inside her tight channel.

  With the two of them moving in and out of her so slowly, it gave her time to get used to the full feeling and to really enjoy what they did.

  Jarrod released her ass cheeks and slid his hands up her body and around to cup her breasts in his hands. “You’re so beautiful like this, baby.” He took her left nipple into his mouth and suckled strongly.

  Heat and moisture rushed to her womb and coated his cock, as he stroked in and out of her. It didn’t take them long to work out a rhythm where one pulled out on the other’s inward strokes.

  With Jarrod at her front, worshipping her sensitive breasts and Duncan at her back, his hands stroking over her skin, massaging her buttocks as he continued to ease himself back and forth in a gentle sawing motion, her need racheted higher and higher until she couldn’t take their brand of gentle loving.

  “Please,” she whispered against Jarrod’s chest, almost afraid to voice what she wanted. What she craved. Her face burned with mortification as they continued to drive their shafts into her yielding flesh.

  “Please what, Pearl?” Duncan asked behind her as he massaged her right buttock. “Tell me what you want.”

  “I—I can’t.” She rested her forehead against Jarrod’s breastbone feeling a shame so deep she didn’t think she would ever get over it. How could she tell them that she wanted them to fuck her, really fuck her hard and fast?

  “Yes you can.” Duncan’s voice was firm.

  Pearl’s muscles clenched around their cocks at Duncan’s commanding tone. What was it about her that wanted him to tell her what to do? She never would have accepted that from Glenn. Why now and why with these men?

  She knew what to expect if she defied them and why would she defy them? She need only tell them what she wanted and they would give it to her. She knew that on a visceral level, yet she couldn’t bring herself to tell them because there was something else she wanted more.

  “Don’t make me spank you, Pearl. Not here. Not now.” Duncan leaned down to kiss the small of her back. “I want to love you tonight, not punish you.” He paused, or is that what you want?” he asked when her muscles clenched around him at his threat.

  Oh, God. He figured it o
ut and so soon! How did he know? How could he know that was what she needed?

  What was wrong with her that she’d been through so much abuse in her life and now she wanted to ask for it. Maybe she needed to go back into therapy.

  “I think our little mate is just a tad submissive, old friend.” Jarrod’s voice rumbled in her ear.

  No! She wasn’t submissive. She didn’t have a submissive bone in her body. If they even tried to make her do something she didn’t want to do she wouldn’t do it. Cream flooded her vagina as she thought of the consequences of not doing as they wished and she closed her eyes.

  “Why now? Why with them?”

  “Because we are your mates, Pearl. Your heart knows we would never hurt you, even if your mind doesn’t.” Jarrod whispered in her ear.

  Pearl didn’t even realize she’d spoken aloud until Jarrod answered her.

  “Now, tell us what you want.”

  Stubbornly, she shook her head at Jarrod’s demand. She would prove to them she wasn’t submissive. Wouldn’t a submissive do what they bid?

  Stinging pain radiated from her right buttock for a split second before her body shuddered. Her womb clenched and her sex grew wetter. Jarrod nipped her right nipple, then used his tongue to lave away the slight sting.

  She almost wanted to cry out yes! Yes, that was what she wanted, what she needed, but something inside her wouldn’t give the men that much. She couldn’t give them that much. Not yet. Not until she…

  Pearl shook her head at the realization, at what she finally discovered about herself. Was it because she’d been abused, or did she seek out men like Glenn because she’d wanted a dominant male, not an abusive one?

  After soothing her left buttock with the gentle stroke of his hand, Duncan gave her another swat on her left cheek then repeated the gentle strokes, soothing the slight ache. He didn’t hurt her, not really and the pain made her womb spasm and her inner muscles clench with need.