Between him and Breck, they had her strapped up in no time. He cinched the belt around her waist, but made it loose enough not to chafe. She held on to the other rope, whipped out her leg, then drew it in, causing her to spin.
“Whee!”
They both laughed. “Enjoy the fun while you can because we’re about to make you desperate.”
“I’d like to see you try.”
I get her pussy. You got to have her the last time.
Breck didn’t seem happy, but he moved behind her. You did bring the lube, right?
Hell yeah. I’m not forgetting that.
Breck took the rope out of her hands and attached the webbing to his harness. Employing the pulley system, he could raise and lower her at will. Daven stepped in front of her, scooped up her legs, and placed them over his shoulders. His dick throbbed with need.
“I am going to make you come over and over again. I want you to cream all over my face.”
“Eww.”
“What? You don’t find that sexy?”
She dropped back her head and laughed. “Doing and saying it are two different things.”
“Oh, yeah. Well, I guess I better get to the doing part.”
He licked the inside of her thigh right above her knee, and her gaze stayed right on his mouth. His thumbs inched closer to her opening as he continued to lick closer and closer to the ultimate destination.
Breck tied off the rope to his harness and moved to Julia’s side. He tilted her back and held her up with one hand while he leaned over and nipped at her tit. Just watching him feast on her beauty nearly made Daven break.
Her sex perfumed the air. Was it the fact she was their mate that made her more enticing? He wanted to tell her she was theirs, but feared she’d run.
Soon. Tell her soon.
“Hurry, Daven.”
“Ah. Has the begging begun?” A smile stole across his face.
* * * *
Julia never should have agreed to this. Already waves of passion had her in its clutches. It had been stupid of her to think she could enjoy a little licking and stop at that. Leaning back, she lifted her hips and used her heels to pull Daven closer to her needy pussy. Her own feral desires were taking over her body, and she’d become helpless to stop the onslaught of pleasure.
Daven looked up from licking her thighs, inches from her folds. “You need me to do something?”
She hadn’t wanted to beg so soon, but the man’s tongue was driving her crazy, heating her core. “Yes. Lick me. Suck me hard. Then by God you better fuck me.”
“Eventually, I will.”
From her position she couldn’t see his cock, but it had to be straining to get out.
Breck pressed her upward. “Hold on.”
She did as he asked, and good thing she did, because he spun her around until he was now staring down at her pussy and Daven was behind her.
He tapped her shoulder. “Be right back.”
She looked over her shoulder to see what he was doing when Breck peeled open her folds and rubbed his thumb over her clit. She nearly jumped out of the harness. A bolt of electricity shot straight through the tender little nub, made her pussy contract, and exited up her spine. “Holy shit.”
That must have been the trigger he was looking for because he sucked hard on her clit while he pressed a meaty finger in to her sopping hole. My God, but one twist and she was ready to blow.
Do not beg. Make them claim you.
Holding on to the rope, she dropped back her head, loving the bliss bursting between her legs. With each lick, her moans got louder and louder. Daven returned and lifted her back in order to get behind her.
“Lean against me and relax.”
While she didn’t let go of the rope, she did rest against his shoulder. The scent of strawberry lube hit her first. He knew she was an ass virgin and hoped he’d take it easy. The gel was colder than she expected, and she jerked when Daven dragged his finger between her cheeks. He massaged her rear with one hand while he warmed her back hole with the other.
“Breck, I think we need to take her down.”
The second Breck added a second finger, she forgot about the request. She loved being tied up here. The position was so comfortable. He stepped back. “Now?”
“Her ass is too tight in this position.”
Breck stepped back, unhooked the rope, and slowly lowered her. The disappointment radiated through every part of her body.
“It was fun up there.”
Daven rubbed her shoulders. “I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
Breck helped her out of the harness. “We’ll need to string one of these up above our bed.”
“I bet that will make for interesting dreams.”
Breck swooped her up in his arms and carried her to the tent. She hadn’t even noticed that the sky had turned gray and the wind had picked up. Inside, he placed her on one of three air mattresses that took up the entire width of the tent. He’d covered the bed with two stretched-out sleeping bags. The comfort couldn’t be beat.
“This is really nice.”
Daven came in with the tube of lube in his fingers. “Only the best for our mate.”
Her heart skipped a beat at his words, but she then decided it was a figure of speech. After all, they were part panther.
Breck got rid of his harness, his boots, and pants in seconds. Daven did the same, but he took off his shirt, too.
He dropped onto the mattress and she listed to the side. This was going to be fun trying to keep balanced on one of these.
“Let’s turn you over.”
Before the men could help her, she was on her hands and knees, hoping they’d slap her ass. The warmth caused such an erotic high that her pussy dripped thinking about the bite of pain. “I’ve been bad you know. I think I deserve a spanking.”
Breck got down next to her and rubbed her ass. “How so?”
Darn. Why couldn’t he take her comment on face value? Think. “I lied about not wanting to make love to you.”
The slap came quick and hard, but the bliss was rapid and complete. She moaned and pressed back her hips for more. Daven was on the other side and took his shot. Heat radiated over her body.
“I think I know what our lady would like.”
Daven disappeared for only a few seconds. She looked behind her and saw he had the climbing rope in his hand. “What are you going to do with that?”
He dragged it over her ass. When the end nipped her clit, she compressed her inner walls, relishing the sensation rippling over her. “I think I liked that.”
“You want it harder?”
“Yes.”
Daven whipped about a foot of the rope across her ass, missing her pussy by an inch. She clenched her cheeks.
“None of that, Julia, or we might not want to fuck you.”
That would never happen. “I’ll be good.” She used her most innocent tone.
“Let me,” Breck said.
With him in charge, she knew the flogging would be more intense, which meant it would be more pleasurable. The impact was sharp and hard. Streaks of pain burst across her skin. “Ow.”
Immediately, both men kissed her cheeks.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” The fear in Breck’s voice caused her heart to ache.
“No. I liked it. It took me by surprise, that’s all.” The ache had morphed already in to heated rapture. “Hit me once more.”
Daven rubbed her rear. “It’s already so red, so beautiful.”
“More.”
Breck let loose and the whip seemed to cut a swatch across her ass, and the sting prickled her skin. She sucked in a breath, waiting for the ecstasy to take hold. Sure enough, the bliss bloomed and her pussy rejoiced.
The rope dropped, and more lube filled the air.
“Hold open her legs wide, Breck.”
Breck moved to her side. He reached under with one hand and clamped down on her thigh and widened her stance. With his knee, he pushed her other
leg to the side. It wasn’t the position that turned her on as much as it was the total lack of control. She was at their mercy and totally vulnerable in the middle of the woods with no chance of getting away. Nothing could have been more exhilarating.
She didn’t flinch when Daven smeared the lube all around her anus. Her cheeks were so tired from the spanking that she didn’t even clench when he nudged open the tight ring and slipped in a finger up to his knuckle. It took a moment to register the sensation. It wasn’t unpleasant as much as it was foreign feeling. He kept rubbing her rear and wiggling his finger. The more he twisted his digit around, the more she began to enjoy it.
Perhaps Breck sensed she needed a little encouragement because he reached under her and cupped her pussy.
He leaned over her back and trailed kisses up her spine. “Do you want me to play with your pussy?”
Those words were music to her ears. “Yes, please.”
Now she knew these men were well versed in coordinating their pleasuring techniques because they dipped and retreated at the same time. Her pussy sang and must have sent exuberant sparks to her rear, because now everything in her body lit up from their touch. Breck plucked her tender nipple and her building inferno flared up her back.
“She’s wetter than a stream after a hard rainfall, Dav.”
Now she never could make them believe she didn’t want their cocks, since every thrust and rub elicited a moan or a groan.
Instead of verbally answering, Daven wedged in another finger. The quick pinch of tightness disappeared as soon as he opened and closed his fingers, stretching her darkened channel. He must have hit a series of nerves because her ass exploded with need. She never would have thought she’d like something back there. From the fact those two fingers were almost more than she could handle, there was no way a cock could fit.
When Daven withdrew his fingers and switched places with Breck once again, she was convinced he could read her mind.
“Kitten, I’m not hearing you beg for my cock. What do I need to do?”
Chapter Nine
Julia got up on her knees and couldn’t help but lick her lips when Daven grabbed his purpled cock and waved it front of her. From the way his mouth was half open and his heavy lids drooped, he was on the edge.
She grinned. “Lick me and then fuck me.”
As Daven got on his belly, Breck placed his chest against her back and enveloped her tits. His warmth shot downward.
“Lean her back and let me do her justice, Breck.”
In a flash, she was on the sleeping bag with her legs spread wide. Daven must have been really desperate because not only did he lick her clean, but as he flicked her clit, he pressed three fingers in to her wet pussy, electrifying her with sparks of blissful pleasure.
She wiggled her hips and bucked up, needing a cock.
“Fuck me, now!” She hadn’t meant to yell, but her insides were near to bursting as her body quivered with carnal desire.
“Let me place you on your side and get behind you while I fuck your pussy. That way you can lick and suck Breck’s cock, which looks near to bursting to me.”
She didn’t care if they strapped her to the top of the tent. She needed them now. They were like a drug that she’d gone too long without. Once more they shifted positions.
She heard the snap of the condom, but had no idea where Daven had it stored. Once on her side, Daven lifted her top leg and nudged her open with his throbbing cock. His top hand found her tit. As he twisted her nipple tight, he thrust into her. His growl intensified as he pounded her pussy over and over again, sending her to the precipice. The lovemaking was fast and intense, and she loved every second of it.
Breck slid on to his side, grabbed the back of her head, and pressed his cock to her lips. “Suck me, babe.”
He didn’t have to ask twice. With her free hand, she grabbed his cock and squeezed him tight as she engulfed as much of him as she could. She loved his sweet and tangy taste as his pre-cum surfaced. Swirling her tongue around him, she lifted her head and then sank down. His growls matched Daven’s.
“God, I love your pussy, kitten.”
The pressure on her nipple tightened the harder he thrust into her. She wanted to keep from climaxing, to savor being with her men one more time, but her body had other ideas. All three of them seemed to be on the edge, so that when Daven’s dual pricks stabbed her neck, causing heat to flow straight in to her body, she lost it.
The overpowering thrill grabbed hold and tossed her high into ecstasy. Her orgasm bombarded her with such joy and overwhelming bliss that lust rushed through every vein in her body. She pumped her hand harder and thrust back her hips. Daven held still and shot his hot jism into her. Sealing her lips as tight as she could, she sucked on Breck hard. It only took one or two more pumps for him to detonate.
He gripped her shoulders and pressed his cock deep against her tonsils. Just as she was about to gag, he withdrew and let her swallow.
Daven pulled out, and from the noise behind her, he was probably looking for a towel. A water bottle unscrewed, and a second later, he lifted her leg to swipe her clean. “I don’t think I got to play with your tits enough.”
She laughed. “I think you’ve both had enough. How about starting a fire and making some dinner.”
Breck pushed the hair behind her ear. “You’re right. It’s getting cold. As much as I hate to say it, you should probably put on something warmer.”
“You plan on taking off my clothes again later?”
“Oh, babe, I am so ready to go another round.”
* * * *
For the next few days, Julia floated on cloud nine. She didn’t want to be so happy. In her heart, she knew she needed to cut it off with the men. If she got too entrenched, it would be her luck that they’d say they’d spotted their mate and couldn’t be with her even if they wanted to.
Since she was due to work at Delight’s Drinking Emporium for the afternoon shift, she put on makeup, grabbed a thin coat, and headed out to work. Mario was working the counter when she waltzed in, and she slipped next to him.
“I thought Jeremiah was working today.”
“He’s up at Panther Cove.”
That wasn’t good. He was retired. “I hope it isn’t anything serious.”
He smiled. “Everything’s fine. Kind of.”
She didn’t like the kind of part or how his brow creased. “I bet Kendis isn’t happy.” She was fishing, but she needed to know if Breck or Daven might head in to battle.
“She never said, but she understands that part of Jeremiah will always be loyal to the cause. Hell, if they needed me, I’d fight.” He held up a finger. “Temporarily, that is.”
Since no one was at the counter, she turned her back to the two people sitting by the window and kept her voice low. “Did they ask for his help?” If he went back to work for them, she knew it would kill Kendis, or at least she assumed it would.
“They need his expertise. He’s a brilliant strategist as well as an amazing defender.” He leaned close. “Things are getting dicey with you know who. Seems there’s a movement in Philadelphia, and there are rumors about some serious unrest.”
“Breck and Daven were from Philly. Do you know if they’re going to be involved?”
He wiped down the counter. “They’re security. They are bound to be called to action when the time comes.”
That worried her, but she tossed Mario a shrug, not wanting word to get back to Breck and Daven that she was upset. This was just more proof they weren’t the right men for her.
For the next four hours, she failed to stay upbeat. She thought about calling her mother to see what she knew, but what good would that do? It would only cause her more turmoil.
While she’d seen Kendis come in, Julia couldn’t see what her friend was doing with the partition in the way.
“Mind if I talk to Kendis for a minute? I’ll come right back if any customer shows up.”
He smiled. “I’m sure she’
d like that.”
She stepped from behind the counter and walked to the other side of the room where Kendis’s counter was tucked in the corner. She was refilling some of the tea tins, and Julia plopped down at the counter.
Kendis smiled. “Don’t tell me you’re going to convert to being a tea drinker.”
She laughed. “No. I just came over to say hi.”
Kendis wiped the crumbs off the counter. “What’s up? How are you and the men doing?”
They hadn’t talked since the rock climbing trip. “Wonderful yet troubling.”
Her friend put down the rag and pulled up the stool. “Spill.”
She told her about her fear of dating anyone whose job was too dangerous. “I saw my mom go through agony every time my fathers went on patrol.”
She shrugged. “What if they are the right men for you? Can you discount that?”
“I don’t know if they even want me. Remember, shifters only mate once in their life. I’m not their mate.”
Her brows furrowed. “What makes you think you’re not?”
That took her aback. “They would have told me, right? Didn’t Mario tell you that you were their mate on the first date?”
“Yes, but I know you’re meant for Breck and Daven.”
She wasn’t even sure she wanted that to be true. “How do you know?”
She smiled. “I’m not saying. I’ll let them tell you.”
Julia was so damned confused. She wanted to be the one, and yet she didn’t. “Aren’t you worried that Jeremiah is back at The Cove?”
“Not particularly. He’s there on a consultant basis only. But should they need him, I won’t stop him for doing his duty. It’s what these men have been brought up to do. Jeremiah did his time and wants to move on, but if he’s needed, he’ll help out.”
“You’re right. Breck and Daven can take care of themselves.” Fortunately, the bell rang above the door, and six college-aged kids came in. She tapped the counter. “Gotta go. Thanks for the pep talk.”
Julia wasn’t sure if it made her feel any better or not. Nor was she certain the men knew she was the one for them. She never should have spent the night in the woods. She knew the moment they touched her tits or pussy that she was a goner.
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