by Tara Rose
He’d always found it so difficult to hold back with her, but he’d done so because he also loved to watch her arousal build. And to make her come was heaven on earth. Nothing could possibly top it. To know he could give her so much pleasure made him feel like the biggest stud on the planet. And the luckiest man alive.
As he and Ian took turns washing the shower gel off her, slipping their fingers into her pussy and asshole as they did, and then caressed and kissed her skin, Jagger realized he was in love with her. Just like that, it hit him. Only it wasn’t that much of a surprise. He’d been there for a while. But it was scary to admit. He’d loved Eden, too, and she’d burned him so badly that he hadn’t been sure he’d be able to move beyond it.
But he had moved past it. Kai had helped him do that, quietly and without fanfare, in the background, while he kept her at a distance. At least he hadn’t lost her. He wouldn’t be able to bear that. And now, he’d work even harder to make her happy. Because to live without her was no longer an option. It never had been.
* * * *
Kai was lost in a sea of sensations both familiar and unfamiliar, because she’d never taken a shower with Ian before. When she and Jagger did, he usually didn’t spend long, luscious moments like this, but that was all right. She’d always loved his rough and ready ways. Ian obviously liked to take his time, and his touch tonight was sensual and almost tentative, as though he was afraid she’d break.
Her pussy contracted in tiny spasms almost continuously now as they caressed her and kissed her. Jagger turned her around and held her arms overhead with one hand while he played with her ass cheeks, and Ian reached underneath to fondle her breasts. She couldn’t get enough of this. Gone was the tiredness from earlier. She needed them both inside her.
When Jagger bent her over and teased her wetness with the head of his dick, she cried out even before he slid it inside. An intense, crazy orgasm washed over her once he was all the way in, and it was all she could do to hang onto the wall and stay standing. Jagger fucked her rough and deep, slapping her ass cheeks as he did, and she just let go and gave into it.
When he pulled out, Ian took his place, but he was gentler and slower. He also reached underneath and teased her clit, which prolonged the climax even further. Kai had always loved shower sex, but having it from both of them was over-the-top amazing.
They switched places a few more times, and then as the water grew cold, they turned off the spray and dried her with towels as if she were a child. Both their cocks were still swollen, red, and looked ready to burst.
“I have another wicked idea,” said Jagger.
“Anything, Sir. Name it.”
They both chuckled and exchanged a glance. “Stop saying that,” said Ian. “You have no idea the filthy thoughts racing through my mind.”
“I would love to know them, Sir. All of them.”
“She’s going to kill us with sex,” said Jagger.
“I hope so.” Ian sat her on top of the bathroom counter and spread her legs. He licked her pussy lips, clit, and asshole until she squirmed against him and could hardly stand it any longer. She tangled her fingers in his wet hair and leaned her head back, wishing this would never end.
When Jagger took his place, he slipped two fingers into her pussy and one into her asshole and finger-fucked her until her moans and soft cries turned to whimpers. The orgasm just went on and on, and Kai could barely breathe. She’d never look at a bathroom counter the same way again.
They finally placed her on her feet again, but her legs trembled and she didn’t have a break for long. Ian bent her over the counter, placing a rolled-up towel underneath her abdomen to cushion the edge, and swatted her ass with a wooden bath brush. She cried out and tried to dance away from him, but Jagger’s strong hands held her firmly in place.
“What did I do wrong, Sir?”
“Nothing,” said Ian. “It’s just that your ass is too fucking beautiful not to swat.”
She giggled and then gritted her teeth as he gave her a few more swats on each cheek. It really hurt, but at the same time she loved it because it was so spontaneous. In the mirror, she caught sight of Jagger glancing around, a frown on his face. No doubt he was looking for something to use on her ass, but Ian’s counters were pristine. There was nothing. She resisted the urge to laugh.
“Time to go into another room.” The disappointment in Jagger’s voice confirmed her suspicions that he’d found nothing else in this room to spank her with.
“Okay,” said Ian. “Pick one.”
Jagger grinned, and Kai giggled at the look on his face. “The kitchen.”
“I’ll meet you there. Going to grab a few things first.”
Jagger took her hand and led her downstairs, then down a back hallway and into a kitchen filled with more pristine countertops and stainless steel appliances. It didn’t look as though Ian ever used it. But Jagger had obviously been in it before, because he told her to lean over the desk, and then he opened a drawer next to the sink.
She turned around and did as he asked, but then glanced over her shoulder to watch what he pulled from the drawer. Her pussy grew wet all over again as he removed a large wooden spoon, a wire whisk, a metal spatula with holes in it, a pastry brush, and a small pizza cutter.
He caught her watching him and gave her that look. “Turn around now.”
“Yes, Sir.” She grinned like an idiot, barely able to stand still from anticipation.
Ian entered the room and tossed a black vinyl bag, a box of condoms, and the large bottle of lube on the desk in front of her. Then he grasped her hair and pulled her head back, leaning close to her ear. “When we’re done using my kitchen utensils on your gorgeous body, we’re going to fuck you on the floor. One cock in your pussy and one in your ass. And there isn’t one thing you can do about it.”
“Oh God…” She’d never been so turned on in her life. Every time she thought of Ian as meek and mild compared to Jagger, he surprised her like this.
Jagger high fived him. “Dude! Good one. But I’ve changed my mind about this room. Let’s move her into the great room. It’s more comfortable.”
“I agree.” Ian picked her up as if she weighed nothing and carried her back down the hall and into the room with all the windows. She no longer cared if anyone could see in here from below. Let the whole town watch.
Ian placed her on her feet, and Jagger dumped the kitchen utensils, the bag, condoms, and lube on the coffee table. Ian glanced around and then he snapped his fingers. “I have an idea.”
He sat on the sofa, and then he instructed Kai to open the vinyl bag. “Take out the leather cuffs.”
“Yes, Sir.” Once she had them, Ian motioned her over. “Now lie face up with your head in my lap and your legs across the rest of the sofa. Jagger will sit next to me in a moment.”
She got into position and had a hard time not turning her head toward him. It would be so easy to do so right now, and she’d be able to suck his dick. But she wanted to see what they had in store for her first. The anticipation was so exciting. Ian took the cuffs and placed them around her wrists and then asked her to hold her arms over her head.
Jagger scooted the coffee table closer to the sofa so he and Ian could reach everything on it, and then he took a seat next to Ian. He draped one of her legs behind his head and asked if she’d be comfortable that way, with her foot resting on the sofa back.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Keep the other one across my lap so you don’t feel off balance.”
Ian reached over her and picked up the pizza cutter and the wire whisk, handing the latter to Jagger. “Maybe we should blindfold her?”
“Not tonight,” said Jagger. “When we’re done with her front, we’ll turn her over, and then she won’t be able to see what we’re doing. But right now, I want to watch her beautiful face.”
Kai shivered again. This was unlike anything she and Jagger had done together, and she loved it already. She smiled up at them as Ian began to brush th
e tiny metal wheel over her breasts and abdomen. It felt similar to the Wartenberg wheel, but sharper because it was so thin.
Jagger used the whisk on her inner thighs and pussy lips, and Kai’s skin tingled at the unusual sensations. She closed her eyes and let them wash over her, enjoying the endorphin rush that had never really ended from their shower earlier.
Jagger began to lightly swat her with the whisk. That stung, but she also loved it. The combination of pain and pleasure was just as exquisite as when he used floggers or straps on her. Ian changed out the pizza cutter to the wooden spoon, and Jagger used the spatula. Kai flinched, but there was no place to go. Flat on her back, her arms overhead and cuffed together, and her legs wrapped around Jagger, she was at their mercy. And she loved every decadent second of it.
She floated into the place where pain and pleasure were one, even when they stopped punishing her nipples and pussy to caress each one and to gently fuck her with their fingers again.
They used each implement, changing them between the two, and her pain limits were close when they finally stopped and turned her over, facedown, and in the opposite direction. Now her head rested in Jagger’s lap but her arms were still overhead. Ian held her legs down with one hand while he ran the pizza cutter over her sore ass cheeks with the other. Jagger used the spatula on her ass at the same time, and that really hurt.
She moaned and whimpered, writhing against their legs, silently begging for them to fill her with their cocks. They didn’t use the utensils as much on her ass, and when they finally stopped, every inch of her skin ached for them to be inside her. They took off her cuffs and held her in their laps, stroking her hair and back, and then Jagger lay on his back and told her to climb on.
She sheathed his dick with her pussy and groaned loudly as he grasped her hips and moved her up and down. Ian gently pushed her upper body toward Jagger until she lay against his chest, and then Ian inserted a lubed finger into her asshole. She heard him put on a condom, and then Jagger stopped thrusting until Ian slid his cock into her ass.
“Oh my God,” he whispered. “This feels so fucking good.”
“Feels pretty fucking incredible from this end, too,” said Jagger. “Kai? You okay? Do you like this?”
“I love it, Sir.” She could hardly think, let alone speak. She’d never felt anything so exquisite in her life. The men thrust slowly, each one groaning softly as he did so. The fullness was so much more intense than she’d anticipated, but once she grew used to it, she realized having both dicks inside her and lying at this angle meant her clit was massaged with each thrust.
Her climax just went on and on, even when Ian withdrew and took off his condom and Jagger put one on so they could switch places. She thought they were going to come as both men thrust harder now, crying out loudly as their pleasure built. The more they enjoyed it, the stronger Kai’s orgasm crested again.
Both men pulled out, and Jagger removed his condom. “Need floor sex.” His voice was raspy, and that only fueled her desire. “Dirty, rough floor sex.”
“We can do that.” Ian pulled her off the sofa and flipped her onto her stomach, kissing her neck and tugging her hair as he shoved his cock into her pussy from behind. Kai cried out loudly as the waves of pleasure crashed over her.
They took turns like that, pulling her hair and fucking her deep and hard from behind. When she came again, so did Jagger. His sweat dripped on her back by the time he withdrew, and then when Ian pushed his dick into her again, she simply lay there and took it. She could barely move. When he came, he pulled out and splashed his cum on her sore ass cheeks, and she loved that. It marked her as his.
The men helped her sit and cradled her on their laps again, holding her and whispering how much they’d enjoyed that. She had carpet burns on her knees and palms from where she’d pressed them into the floor to hold herself steady, but she didn’t care.
She’d just had the most erotic, decadent sex of her life with the two most gorgeous, sexy men on the island. Nothing could possibly go wrong now. Kai knew she was on her way to an incredible adventure, and that somehow everything would be okay.
Chapter Fourteen
The next two weeks passed by in a blur for Kai. She hardly spent any time in her apartment. She either spent the night at Jagger’s or Ian’s house, and the three were together every night. By Friday of the first week, the men joked that one of them would have to sell their house so the three could simply move in together.
Their lovemaking included play, even though they hadn’t yet gone to another play party. Both homes gave them endless opportunities to explore and find new ways to use furniture and everyday objects. Kai was amazed by their skill and strength. Alone, they were powerful men who loved to bring her to new heights of pleasure. But together, they sent her arousal to places she’d never known existed. Her lust was constant and unquenchable, and she loved being in that place. She didn’t want this to end.
Kai was also happier at work than she’d ever been, and Patti noticed right away. “You’re getting some great sex. I can tell.”
She gave Patti a long glance. She’d never gone into detail about what she and Jagger did, but Patti knew she went to play parties. “Not just sex. We’ve had another man join us as a top for me in play.”
“You mean that BDSM stuff you two do?”
“Yes. And not only that. I have sex with him, too.”
“With Jagger there?”
“Yes. But he and Jagger don’t have sex with each other.”
“I’m so freaking jealous.”
Kai laughed. “But it’s two relationships for me. Double the pleasure, but also double the angst.”
“Yeah, whatever. I’m still jealous. Who is it? Spill.”
“Ian Raleigh. Do you know him? He works in accounting at Phoebe’s Playthings.”
“He runs accounting, no? Along with Jagger’s brother, right?”
“Yes, that’s right. I didn’t realize you knew Brett.”
“I know who he is. And the only reason is because he brought in your cousin, Owen, a number of times to get various cuts sewn up. It seems Owen still has a proclivity for getting the shit beat out of him.”
Kai rolled her eyes. “He’s always gotten into fights, even as a kid. I don’t know what his problem is. He can’t just turn his back and walk away.”
“Brett’s a good friend to him.”
Kai frowned. “I’m not sure it’s mutual. Owen takes advantage of Brett, if you ask me. They’ve always been close, but now Owen mooches off him all the time.”
“Well, Brett’s a grown man. He can say no.”
“True, but how well do you remember Owen? He hasn’t changed. He can still guilt anyone into anything, and then he’ll suck the life out of you once he has his claws into you.”
Patti laughed. “Oh, it’s so good to know some things never change. It sounds like he’s grown into quite a catch. Do you think he still has my number?”
It was an old joke, and Kai laughed, as well. Owen and Patti had gone out for a while in high school, until Owen got arrested and suspended from school for trying to set the building on fire. After that, Patti decided she needed a more mature boyfriend with less dangerous pastimes.
How Owen had managed to get his hooks into Brett was a mystery, but her Uncle Davis had once told her that Brett was a softie. He’d been the boy who brought home stray dogs and cats, and wanted to adopt every baby bird he saw fall out of a nest. Jagger, on the other hand, would never put up with a man like Owen.
* * * *
Kai had to work the third weekend in October, so Jagger and Ian brought lunch to her both days and they ate outside at one of the picnic tables near the employee entrance of the hospital.
“We think we’ve figured out your Halloween costume,” said Jagger, handing her a sandwich.
“Do I need one?”
They exchanged a glance. “That’s right,” said Ian. “You’ve never been to one of Jagger’s Halloween parties.”
; “Oh…” Kai took a bite of her sandwich. “Those parties. I’ve heard about them. My cousins have gone to them. Drunken orgies, from what I hear.”
Both men laughed, and Jagger pulled her close for a second and kissed her neck. “Forget everything you’ve heard. It’s all lies. Especially if Jesse’s kids told them to you.”
“I don’t know, Sir. Merrick gave me a pretty detailed account of the one last year, and I don’t think he’d lie to me.”
Jagger grinned in a way that made her wish they could sneak inside somewhere and have a quickie. “Well, that’s all changed now. We’ve invited the other triads on the island, and we’re keeping the guest list a bit more selective this year.”
She raised her brows. “Wow. What brought this on?”
They both looked at her like she had lobsters crawling on her face. “Um, you did, sweetheart.” She loved it when Jagger called her sweetheart.
“You don’t have to tame down your infamous Halloween parties just for me. The island is counting on you, after all.”
Jagger laughed and pulled her close again. “I am taming them down it because I’ve changed. And you know what?”
“What?”
“I like me this way.”
She stared into his eyes, still hardly daring to believe the way things had progressed between them. “Thank you, Sir.” She cut her gaze toward Ian. “I like us this way. All three of us together.”
“So do I,” said Ian. “Although I will miss the drunken orgies every Halloween.” He winked at her.
“We can do that later,” she said. “After everyone leaves.”
“And then we’ll bob for your apples,” said Ian.
Kai giggled, glancing around, but no one was close enough to hear them. “And will you hide in the dark and scare me, Sir?”
