‘She did.’ Ric came to stand by Zach’s knees. ‘I just directed things a bit.’ He clasped Zach’s shoulders and pulled him close, so that Zach’s brow pressed against Ric’s abs. ‘It wasn’t like I had much choice. You left me bound. It’s not as if I could fend her off. I used the situation to my advantage, rather than simply letting her have her victory. And while you might not agree with my methods, I think this way will be more effective than a restraining order at keeping her at bay.’
‘Hm.’ Zach shook his head. He didn’t agree. What Robin had done deserved a stiff sentence rather than a rap on the knuckles, but he knew Ric, and squabbling over the issue wasn’t going to get their new relationship off to a good start. ‘Just promise me if she sets foot on Liddell Island again you’ll call the cops, OK?’
‘You got it, boss,’ Ric said, giving him a salute.
‘So what’s the issue with the photographs?’ Kara picked up the camera, which Ric immediately took off her.
‘Confirmation that my cry wasn’t just a slip of the tongue. It made her pretty irate. I have … had a few shots of us looking pretty blissful together. Both Kara and me, and the three of us together. I think anyone looking at them would have had a hard time disputing the emotions depicted.’
Zach gave a barely perceptible nod of understanding, an action Kara duplicated.
‘There were a few shots like that on my phone.’
‘Yeah, I did point that out,’ Ric said. ‘I’m afraid your phone bit the dust. She seemed to like your pictures even less. It’s over there.’ He nodded his head towards the right-hand side of the bed.
Kara scooped it up to survey the damage. She turned the phone to show them. The screen had split right across. That, coupled with the sea-damage it’d sustained, made it a write-off. Kara took the sim card out of the back and dropped the rest into Ric’s wastebasket. ‘I’ll have to get another one.’
A moment or two of uncomfortable silence followed, none of them knowing quite what to do. Eventually, Kara extended her hand towards the bed, where an assortment of bindings and toys still lay scattered across the rumpled duvet. ‘So, what was it you had her use to make you come?’ she enquired, seemingly innocently.
‘Kara,’ Zach barked. ‘Not now. I think we’d all better go downstairs and chill out.’
Ric’s gaze flicked towards an object half hidden by a pillow.
‘This thing?’ Kara lifted the dildo by its base, and flicked the switch that set it humming and performing a writhing dance. ‘This little thing makes you come super hard?’ She cocked an eyebrow.
Ric pursed his lips.
‘It’s hardly got any juice.’
‘Yeah. I’d like to see you stave off coming if similarly tormented.’
Kara’s grin immediately broadened. An impish light gleamed in her eyes. ‘Bring it on, babe.’ She placed a hand on her hip. ‘Any time you want to test me out.’
‘No,’ Zach said firmly. ‘Guys, this isn’t the time.’ His words fell on deaf ears. Ric’s posture had already changed. He looked predatory, while Kara’s gaze kept flicking back and forth between Ric’s face and the stubby vibrating cock.
‘Five minutes,’ Ric insisted, holding up that number of fingers to Kara. ‘I’ll be right back as soon as I’ve made this phone call. Then you’d better be ready to rumba.’ He lifted the phone from its cradle and padded out of the room carrying it.
‘You’re kidding, right?’ Zach shoved the front of his messy hair back into a quiff. ‘We can’t go about tonight as if nothing just happened. Robin’s just – she’s just –’
Kara shuffled along the edge of the bed until she sat beside him. She gave him a tight hug. ‘Have you considered that maybe Ric wants to, because it’ll help him forget? That, and why should Robin be allowed to wreck what we’ve planned?’
She did have a point. If it helped Ric, then he’d definitely do it. There was the matter of what had been discussed earlier to take into consideration too. He didn’t want Ric changing his mind about giving a proper a relationship a go. Although maybe it was more accurate to say an improper relationship, as a threesome was hardly most people’s definition of normal. ‘Very well,’ Zach tentatively agreed, which earned him another hug from Kara. ‘But not in here.’ The cloying scent of Robin’s perfume still permeated the air.
‘Where then?’
‘Let’s go upstairs instead. She’s never been up there.’
They wound their way up the spiral staircase to Ric’s studio, where he stood thoughtfully holding the phone to his chest. He smiled on seeing them. ‘Couldn’t you wait?’ He placed the phone down on the computer desk. ‘The station didn’t seem too concerned. I think they thought you were drunk, Zach. Apparently it’s well known that things get a bit kinky up here. They were going to stop by at the next low tide and check it out.’
So that was it.
‘What sort of kinky stuff?’ Kara enquired.
Zach considered poking her, until he saw Ric hit the dimmer switch, which reduced the light level to an ambient orange glow.
‘Well, on this occasion, I think it mostly involves two guys and one girl, and all the permutations of sex that could possibly involve.’ Ric flipped the lens cap off a tripod-mounted camera. ‘You don’t mind if I take a few pictures, do you?’
* * *
Kara stood under the glare of the spotlight pointed straight towards her, not sure what Ric expected or desired, only that she could feel her cheeks going red. In the end, she found herself walking towards him, ignoring the cameras’ regular whirrs and belches of light. Judging by Ric’s smile, that’s what he’d wanted. The camera was just his record of events. It wasn’t really anything to do with them. Once she stood right before him, Kara reached a hand out. Ric had never stood still and given her a proper chance to explore him. There’d been that one time on the beach, but it hadn’t been nearly enough to satisfy her curiosity. She intended to remedy that now, and wasted no time in removing the baggy jumper that masked his shape. Ric’s body was ripped with long lean muscles, the curves of which bulged beneath his skin, making a swooping road across which she could slide her palm.
Unlike Zach he was smooth and lacked significant amounts of body hair, though his skin was slightly raised in the areas of his tattoo. In some ways his smoothness made him more tactile. It also seemed to make his skin more sensitive to her touch, judging by the way his breathing stuttered and the throb of his heartbeat sped when she circled certain spots.
‘You’re not eager for this, are you?’ she teased.
Ric kept his expression neutral, but heat filled his eyes. Well, let him practise his restraint for whatever reason he chose. She knew how to undo him. Certain tricks never failed.
‘You’re not forgetting me?’ Zach nuzzled up to her back. He rained gentle kissess on to the nape of her neck.
‘Of course not.’ She was just pacing herself.
Kara remained facing Ric. She held his gaze as she swept her hands upwards to encompass his shoulders, then down traversing his back until she reached the waistband of his jeans. His pale nipples she teased with her lips and tongue until the little peaks were proudly erect and he gasped each time she sucked hard.
In turn, Zach cupped her breasts, slipping his hands inside her top to free them from the confines of her bra. He pinched and rolled her nipples, sending sizzling darts of pleasure hurtling down towards her womb.
At no point did Ric reciprocate her touch, until her fingers found his fly, and then it was only to stay her hand. ‘Not yet. Zach first.’
For a moment, Kara was tempted to disobey. Behind the shield of denim, Ric’s erection formed a diagonal bulge that she itched to squeeze and suck. She wanted him naked for her, as she’d briefly glimpsed him upstairs. She wanted to undress him slowly, peeling away the items of his clothing one at a time, so she had time to savour each phase.
There had always been something very appealing to her about an erect man with his fly undone, and his trousers still hugging hi
s thighs. Perhaps because it hinted at urgency. What then would be the effect of two such men, side by side? She glanced backwards at Zach, knowing immediately what she wanted to do.
She turned her attention to him, teasing him in the way she had Ric. They were alike, but different. Both tall and wiry, but Zach was broader and more compact, and slightly heavier too. The only ink on his skin was a small pentacle over his right hip. What Zach did have was that tantalising line of hair that ran down his body like an arrow pointing to his groin. Zach’s pure manliness had been the thing that attracted her to him in the first place. He possessed a kind of visceral pull that no amount of man-sculpting could ever compete with. More importantly, Zach knew how to give, and did so without reservation.
He lifted her skirt in order to dip a hand between her parted thighs. ‘No panties, Kara?’ His touch there made her vocalise a sigh.
‘Ric kept accusing me of being lax regarding their whereabouts, so I thought I’d keep things simple.’
‘You left them in your underwear drawer.’
Ric chuckled. ‘That is probably the best place for them. Is she turned on, Zach?’
‘What do you think?’
Kara turned so that she stood side-on to both men. This way she could partially see them both.
‘Show me,’ Ric insisted. Rather than flipping up the front of her skirt, Zach withdrew his wetted fingers and offered them up for Ric’s inspection. To her astonishment, Ric’s pink tongue flicked out and tasted her dew. He then sucked Zach’s fingers clean. Seeing him do so sent a shiver of anticipation racing through her innards. ‘So, about this kinky stuff?’ she asked.
Ric’s fingers slipped into her cunt, briefly filling her, before he withdrew them to offer Zach the same pleasure he’d just enjoyed.
Zach sucked Ric’s fingers clean with noisy relish. He seized hold of Kara’s hand and pressed it to his covered cock, urging her with a silent roll of his hips to play with him, to stroke and squeeze.
This time when Kara reached for Ric’s fly he didn’t object, because simultaneously she unfastened Zach’s zip too. She encompassed Zach’s cock with her hand while she knelt to take Ric in her mouth.
Perfect. She’d always loved using fellatio as a tease. Ric couldn’t remain aloof as she sucked. She drew him to her, so that his fingers soon meshed within her hair. Only then did she leave him momentarily bereft in order to give Zach the same pleasure. If she could have sucked them both at once, she would have. As it was, she contented herself by alternating. Above her, she was thrilled when the two men began to kiss. Watching them together tumbled her heart inside her chest. It made everything fizz, and infused her actions with additional energy.
It came almost as a surprise when as one they lifted her into a standing position. Ric claimed her top, Zach her skirt, so that she stood between them naked.
Ric walked her backwards to his little rest area of leather pouffes. He remained standing while Zach sank into the squishy cushions. He pulled Kara down into his arms, and their mouths and bodies met. One hand remained on Kara’s breast, while Zach used the other to aid her in removing his trousers. His cock stood beautifully proud, surrounded by its thick nest of curls. She loved that the two men were so different, and yet so into one another and her. That they understood her needs made this special too. Zach didn’t waste time. He filled her, pushing deep into her hot wet hole. They’d had sex many times now, but she recalled the time when Ric had thwarted them just shy of this point. Today he allowed them their fun, though he flitted between them, stealing kisses first from her and then from Zach.
When he kissed Zach, she felt the effects of it ripple through Zach’s body, warming him, firing him up, so that he demanded more, and became more aggressive about getting it. He pumped into her hard, bucking with all his might so that she jigged up and down and her breasts bounced within the cage he’d made with his hands.
Ric wasn’t content to remain left out for long. He let his jeans fall, so that they puddled around his ankles. Nude, he was every bit as magnificent as she remembered; something made all the more exciting by his lack of modesty.
‘Switch around,’ Ric urged. He smacked her arse for emphasis.
When Zach persuaded her to lift up off his cock, Kara expected Ric to take his place in her pussy. Instead Zach simply adjusted his position, to a more upright one, with his back supported, before welcoming her back on to his lap. She understood a little better when Ric knelt down behind her. His fingers stroked around the whorl of her anus, tickling, teasing, only dipping inside long enough to make her crow, before he withdrew again. She’d loved when he’d taken her in the arse, but this felt different – sharper, more intense, because Zach already possessed her cunt.
Ric nuzzled her neck. ‘You might not be ready for this,’ he whispered close to her ear. ‘I’ll understand if you say no. I realise you’re not that experienced, but if you trust me, if you relax, I think we might manage it.’
‘Manage what?’ she forced herself to ask, though she already knew. It was pretty obvious from the way he was now exploring her hole with two wetted fingers. She just wanted to hear him say it.
She desperately wanted him to do it too.
‘Oh, you know.’ He added a third finger into the mix, so that it felt almost like a stubby little cock was shifting in and out of her arse. ‘A little DP.’ He switched back to two fingers, this time pushing them deeper and scissoring them apart. ‘What do you say, Kara? We both know it’s what you’ve been angling for ever since you first walked into this studio.’
The picture she’d so admired lay just across the room. With only a slight turn of her head, she could make out its crisp lines and the absolute joy on the woman’s face.
‘Won’t it be too tight for you?’
Ric nibbled the base of her earlobe. ‘That’ll be half the fun. I’ll be able to feel Zach. He’ll be able to feel me. It’ll be like I’m fucking him as well as you.’ He blew a kiss at his lover. ‘So, what do you say? Shall I put my cock in you?’
Really, there was no persuasion involved. They all knew it was going to happen. This was simply the drum roll announcing the moment. It was also Ric’s method of saying, ‘Hey, I’m still in charge here.’ His cock nuzzled between her butt cheeks: warm, solid, slippery with lube. He pressed against her hole, but didn’t delve inside. ‘I need to hear you say it, Kara. I need to know this is what you want. Think carefully now, before we get a taste for it.’
Kara wriggled back against him as best she could without dislodging Zach from her cunt. ‘Yes, please,’ she whispered.
‘Don’t just do it to prove you can hold out when I couldn’t.’
‘I want this. I’ve wanted it from the moment we met.’ She glanced again at the image that had seeded the thought in her brain.
‘Yeah.’ He squeezed her tight. ‘Hold still, then.’
Kara’s fingers clawed at Zach’s biceps as Ric slowly entered her. It was a lesson in balance and endurance, both in waiting for something and trying to dampen down her reaction to it. Having both of them fill her rode the line between pleasure and pain. It was sweet and sinful, but overwhelming too. The intensity of it dazzled her, so that she moaned and sobbed aloud, unaware of what she was saying.
She wanted both less and more. Less fullness, more pleasure, yet the two were inescapably combined. Kara could barely tell the men apart. She knew only that they filled her, and that every part of her that could possibly experience pleasure did. It roiled inside her, building pressure, until her body jerked hopelessly.
Ric strained against her back, holding himself rigid, while Zach raced, dictating their pace.
She had a job here on the island; a future with these two men. This might be the first time they did this, but it surely wouldn’t be the last.
Slowly, slowly, as their movements synchronised, Kara knew true bliss.
This was surely what her body was made for. They soared, holding tight to one another and then finally collapsed, satisfied and ex
hausted.
Zach rained gentle kisses upon her face. Ric’s head rested between her shoulder blades. They held her close, even when they were no longer inside her, proving that it had been every bit as intense for them. After a while, they lay side by side on their backs. Kara left the men cuddling and padded over to the tripod-mounted camera.
‘I think that’s enough, don’t you?’ She hit the off switch, whereupon the background hum of the battery fell silent.
Zach sat up. ‘What happened with your ex?’ he asked. ‘You said that Robin colluded.’
Kara unconsciously tapped the camera. ‘He saw sense. He won’t make trouble again or come anywhere near Liddell Island. I’m not worth his career.’ She smiled. ‘But just in case, I’ve a few things that’ll help to convince him. You know, maybe we’re not quite finished with this after all.’ She dismounted the camera from its stand and trotted back to the men. ‘Smile, please.’
Ric glared. ‘That’s an expensive piece of kit, you know.’
‘Excellent! Then I might manage to not chop your head off.’ The flash blinked into life as she took a shot from the hip. ‘I’m going to call this collection “Two Adorable Wankers”. Now, masturbate each other. I want to watch you both ejaculate.’
Ric looked ready to tear her head off, but Zach snorted with laughter. ‘I love it.’
He immediately reached for Ric’s cock. ‘I love you both.’
Original Titles from Mischief
The Visitor: Vampire Erotica 1 – Various
A Mischief Collection
The sexy allure of the vampire remains as strong and fresh as blood. They’re just too handsome and charming to resist, though a tussle with a prince or daughter of darkness can be deadly. This collection of erotica explores the lusts of the vampire with considerably less restraint than paranormal romance.
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