Claiming Their Racy Sub [Racy Nights 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  She saw him swallow. “Sure. Absolutely.” He cut his gaze to her quickly. “Alexa, you sure you’re okay with this?”

  “Yes. I’m certain.” She settled back against the leather seats as his hand covered her knee. It just sat there, not moving. From the backseat, Luke placed a hand on her shoulder. Alexa closed her eyes and practiced some of the visualization techniques Julie had taught her. They were supposed to help with panic attacks, but why wouldn’t they also help now?

  She imagined kissing each man. Both had great mouths, and she already knew they both knew how to use them. She’d had more than one hot and heavy kiss-and-feel session with each man. Alexa conjured up those memories now, letting her imagination do the rest of the work. It wasn’t a stretch to imagine how they’d look, hard and muscled, with dicks ready to fill her holes and make her scream with pleasure.

  Luke began to massage her shoulders, and Alexa sighed as she imagined his strong hands moving lower to knead her breasts. Chase’s hand moved gently up and down one thigh, and Alexa had to bite back a moan as she pictured it cupping her wet pussy. When she covered it with her own and moved it higher, she heard his sharp intake of breath.

  Luke inched one hand lower, and Alexa took that one with her free hand and moved it to her left breast. “Jesus,” whispered Luke.

  “Shit. We’re still twenty minutes away from Racy.” Chase’s voice was raspy.

  Alexa smiled. “Deal with it, Chase.”

  She didn’t quite move his hand up to her pussy, but she did spread her legs a bit and let him think she was going to. Luke kept his hand on her breast in a way that made her feel as if he owned her, and it was so sexy that Alexa was squirming in her seat by the time Chase finally pulled into the garage of his condo.

  As soon as she was inside, Chase cupped her face in both hands. “Alexa”—his voice was soft and tender—“we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You know that, right?”

  “That’s right,” said Luke, his gaze fixed on her breasts. “If all you want to do is watch TV, that’s what we’ll do.”

  She sighed. “You two are pretty damn special, you know that?”

  “We know it,” said Luke, grinning.

  Chase actually rolled his eyes. Then he kissed Alexa and she forgot all about Brad, New York, and the beer that was still rolling around in her stomach. His kiss was rough and deep, but Alexa wanted that right now. She clung to him and kissed him back, parting her lips to let his tongue inside.

  Luke’s strong hands massaged her ass cheeks, and when he gave each one a soft smack, Alexa jumped. It wasn’t that she didn’t like to be spanked, but she hadn’t expected it coming from Luke. Before either man could comment on her reaction, she deepened her kiss with Chase. Desire ran through her body, hot and fast. When Chase finally released her mouth, Luke turned her around and kissed her neck, sending shock waves down Alexa’s spine and straight to her soaking wet pussy.

  Chase pulled off his shirt and tossed it on a chair as he walked toward the stairs. Luke and Alexa followed. Halfway up the staircase, Luke took off his shirt and tossed it on the floor. Alexa giggled at the sight of both shirts then pulled off her sweater. She laughed out loud at the look of raw desire on both their faces.

  “Well, fuck it all,” said Chase, taking off his shoes and socks.

  Alexa had taken a quick look around the condo before Chase had kissed her, and she’d had just enough time to be impressed with his taste in decorating, and to realize he was a neat freak compared to her and Luke. She’d been in Luke’s apartment only once, but that had been long enough to find out he was more like her in terms of housekeeping. Wherever something landed, that’s where it lived that day.

  “This is killing you, isn’t it?” she asked Chase as Luke removed his shoes, socks, and jeans, and threw them on top of his shirt.

  “Oh shut up.” His voice was full of humor, and his eyes danced with light.

  When both men stood naked in front of her, Alexa gasped at the sight of their muscled bodies and thick red dicks. Both were already slick with pre-cum. She actually became lightheaded staring at them, imagining them in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass.

  “Your turn, beautiful.” Luke’s gaze was intent and full of raw lust. His voice was soft and teasing. Alexa sighed and unhooked her bra, letting it fall at her feet.

  “Fuck,” muttered Chase.

  “God in heaven,” whispered Luke.

  Alexa felt heat creep up her neck and face. Brad had never looked at her curvy body with reverence. She’d believed she would feel self-conscious of her less-than-perfect muscles, especially when compared to Luke and Chase’s bodies, but the admiration and desire in their eyes told her she had nothing to fear. They liked what they saw. She held their gazes, looking from one man to the other, as she slid down her jeans and stepped out of her boots. The panties she wore were soaked anyway, so she slipped them off and stood with her hands behind her back and her eyes downcast, like a good sub would.

  “Dulce María madre de Dios,” whispered Luke. She lifted her gaze to his groin and watched his cock twitch.

  “Alexa…” Chase cleared his throat. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

  “Thank you. So are you. Both of you.” Before she lost her nerve, she dropped to her knees in front of Luke and took his dick in one hand. She moaned at the way it jumped and at the fullness of it. Chase moved down one step so she could reach his cock as well, and Alexa took him in the other hand.

  She stroked both dicks and alternated licking one then the other, pulling on them. She licked their balls and made satisfied noises in the back of her throat. She’d always loved giving head, which was why Brad hardly ever let her do it. Even when he had, he’d refused to come in her mouth. He preferred to humiliate her by tying her up, fucking her mouth with wild abandon then pulling out at the last minute to spill his cum on the floor or bed in front of her. But Brad wasn’t here.

  Alexa took Luke into her mouth and moved her lips up and down his shaft, then did the same for Chase. She alternated between the two, moaning at the salty musky taste of each man. They were both so thick they filled her mouth, but she loved it. She’d watched women in porn films give two or more men blow jobs at the same time and had always wondered what it was like, and now she finally knew. It was erotic and intense, and she hoped they loved it as much as she did.

  “Oh, Alexa…oh, my God, that feels so fucking good.” Chase’s voice was so sexy she nearly came. Luke muttered something in Spanish that Alexa couldn’t understand. She wasn’t going to break the spell by asking him to repeat it or translate, so instead she grasped his balls with one hand and cupped Chase’s with the other. Chase groaned loudly as she relaxed her throat muscles to take in as much of him in as she could.

  As she continued to suck each one in turn, she kept her hands on their balls as well, caressing them. Every so often she’d lick them. They were both close to coming. She could tell, and that excited her beyond reason. Luke came in her mouth first. Hot cum splashed the back of her throat and dripped down her chin. Almost immediately Chase grunted, and his cum splashed the side of her face and hair.

  She took each dick into her mouth several times, sucking out every tasty drop. When they were both finally spent, Luke picked up his shirt and handed it to her. After a moment’s hesitation, she used it to wipe their cum off her face and hair, and then they both hugged her at once, thanking her over and over in soft whispers. She held onto them and buried her face against their strong bodies, wondering why it had taken her so long to do this.

  “I’m going to get us some water,” said Chase, turning to descend the stairs. He picked up his clothes on the way.

  Luke scooped Alexa into his arms. “Knew he wouldn’t be able to just leave them.”

  “Fuck you, Luke,” called Chase from the kitchen.

  Luke grinned at her. “I’d rather fuck you than him.”

  She laughed as he carried her up the stairs. He dropped her on Chase’s bed then lay on his sid
e to her right, staring down into her face with lust. He touched her cheek, and Alexa had to bite back a moan. His touch sent a jolt straight to her nipples that left them tingling with need.

  Chase came in, placed the water bottles on the nightstand, then lay on her other side. He stroked her hair, and the gesture made her clit throb. This was going to be so intense. Could she really handle it? She wanted to so badly it physically hurt.

  “I’ve never done this before. I mean, with two men at once.”

  “We know, cariño. It’s okay.”

  “We’ll go slow,” said Chase. He cut his gaze to Luke for a second. “It’s new to us, too.”

  Alexa narrowed her eyes. “Really, Chase? You haven’t done this before?”

  He shook his head. “True confession time. I never have.”

  She’d assumed that because Chase was a frequent visitor at Maddox’s club, he’d done just about everything. “Well, we’ve done pretty damn good so far, haven’t we?”

  “Oh yeah,” said Luke. “Very good.”

  Alexa placed her hands around Luke’s head and pulled him close for a deep kiss. She loved the way he kissed. He knew how to move his mouth and tongue, and he was slow and gentle, but it was so arousing it made her whimper and her pussy grew even wetter than it already was.

  As Alexa moved onto her side to wrap her arms around Luke, Chase stroked her hair, her back, and her ass. She moaned into Luke’s open mouth as Chase massaged her ass cheeks and gave each one a light slap. How she longed to be put over his knee and spanked properly, but she was also wary. Would he respect her limits? Would they both? And what would they say when they saw the scars on her thighs?

  “Do you want to talk about limits?” asked Chase. “I want you to be comfortable with us.”

  Luke released her mouth, and Alexa swallowed against the sudden lump in her throat. Of course he would expect this to progress to play. He was a Dom. But what about Luke? She had no idea if he had any experience with this. Had he and Chase talked about it before now? “As long as I have a safe word and you both honor it, I’ll feel comfortable.”

  “What do you want your safe word to be?”

  “Pickle. Don’t laugh. It’s a word that’s unlikely to come up during sex. I need a solid safe word.” Not that it had done her any good to have one with Brad.

  “It’s perfect,” said Luke. “Alexa, I promise you we will honor it.”

  He either had experience or he’d talked to enough people in the lifestyle to what a safe word was. Alexa breathed a sigh of relief. This would be easier then. “I know you will, Luke. Thank you. Thank you to both of you.”

  “Our pleasure.” Chase kissed her upper back, and then he began a slow descent down to the crack of her ass. When he parted her ass cheeks and began to tease the opening to her anus with his tongue, Alexa cried out in pleasure.

  Luke nuzzled her neck, and then he licked her, too, from her collarbone, across both nipples, and down to her pussy. He lifted one leg and she heard his sharp intake of breath. He’d spotted the scars on her upper thighs. Alexa held her breath, wondering if he’d say anything, but all he did was lick her wet slit, up to her clit, until she was bucking her hips against his face and crying out in pleasure.

  “Alexa, you taste so damn good.”

  She couldn’t answer him. Her thoughts were too jumbled to try and speak. Instead she tossed her head back and forth as he slid two fingers inside her and continued to torture her clit with his tongue. She’d never felt anything like it. Why weren’t the women in Racy lined up outside his bar, waiting their turn? He was fucking fantastic at this.

  “Your ass is perfect.” Chase massaged her ass cheeks and continued to tease the opening with his finger. Alexa moaned and writhed on the bed, unable to process the competing sensations. Why had she waited so long to do this? These men weren’t going to hurt her, and they were both amazing. She was safe with them.

  Chase moved so he was pressed up against her from behind as Luke continued to suck her clit and fuck her with his fingers. Chase’s dick, hard again already, pressed into her ass crack. Alexa wanted it inside her, filling her. It was so thick she knew it would feel fucking amazing.

  Chase reached around with one hand and kneaded her breasts in his strong hands, twisting the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He hummed softly. “Your breasts are beautiful.”

  Alexa didn’t answer him. She couldn’t. She was lost in wave after wave of desire coursing through her body. She’d fantasized about making love to two men before, but this was more intense or erotic than anything her imagination could have conjured up. She’d spent months wanting both of these men, and now they were here. Their mouths and their hands were on her body, doing things that felt so good Alexa couldn’t hold back any longer.

  When the orgasm crashed over her, Alexa actually became dizzy. It went on for long, luscious moments. Chase released her nipples and held her while the contractions rocked her body. He turned her onto her back and nuzzled her neck. Then he began a slow descent with his tongue, across her collarbones, over both breasts again, then down her abdomen.

  Luke moved toward her head as Chase spread her legs. He stared at the scars on her upper thighs, and once again Alexa held her breath.

  “You’re so beautiful, cariño.” Luke knelt next to her on the bed and Alexa sighed at the sight of his hard muscled body. She’d seen his torso naked before, but nothing else. She reached up and ran a hand over the ink on his chest, grateful for the distraction. Maybe Chase wouldn’t say anything about the scars, and she wouldn’t have to explain?

  “I love this.” It always reminded Alexa of the cursed gold coins in Pirates of the Caribbean. Luke told her it was an Aztec warrior tattoo.

  She was momentarily distracted from Luke’s tat when Chase sat up and reached for a bottle of lube on the nightstand. She hadn’t noticed the jagged scar along his right side before now, and she couldn’t stop her gasp of surprise. “What happened?”

  His eyes clouded over. “Stupid kid thing. It’s from a knife wound.”

  “Does it still hurt?”

  He shook his head, and gazed into her eyes. “Do those scars still hurt you, Alexa?”

  “No.”

  The men exchanged a dark glance. “Want to tell us about them?”

  “Not right now.”

  “Okay, love. But when you’re ready to talk, we’re here.”

  Alexa sighed at the look in his eyes. He was angry, but she knew it wasn’t at her. She could tell them everything, and they would understand. But not right now. Right now she wanted them both to make love to her. She wanted them to make love to her as no man had ever done before, with tenderness and passion, not simply because he could. Not because she was weaker and couldn’t fight him off. There would be time later to tell them, but right now she needed her two men to make her feel whole again.

  Chapter Five

  Chase fingered her clit, and Alexa moaned, forgetting all about her scars. Luke cupped her breasts and bent his head to take one nipple into his mouth. Alexa cried out in pleasure as he sucked and gently bit her nipples, alternating breasts. Chase clamped his mouth on her pussy and tortured her sore clit with his tongue. How different would her life have been if she’d met them years ago instead of moving in with Brad?

  Another orgasm was close. Alexa closed her eyes and gave over to it. It was so easy, and because both men were so gentle with her it was also more pleasurable than she’d ever have imagined one could be. Before her contractions had finished, Chase slipped on a condom and lifted her ass, settling himself in between her thighs. Luke put one on too, and Chase rubbed lube into her wet slit, keeping his eyes on her face.

  “I want to fuck you, Alexa. Please say yes.”

  “Oh…Chase…yes. Yes, I want that. Fuck me. I want both of you to fuck me. Take turns fucking me…please.”

  Both men grinned, exchanged an awkward glance, and then Chase slid his dick into her pussy. He felt huge and it stung for a second, but Alexa fo
rced herself to relax. He wasn’t going to hurt her. She knew that for certain.

  “How long has it been since you’ve made love?” he asked softly.

  “Eight months.”

  “Eight months?” Chase’s voice was filled with disbelief. “I can’t even imagine that.”

  How could she tell him why? And, if she were being totally honest, she’d never made love. She’d fucked, and she’d been forced to have sex, but there had never been any love involved. Alexa didn’t know why the tears came, but they were there so suddenly she didn’t have time to stop them. She brushed impatiently at them as they spilled over her eyelids.

  Chase stopped immediately, and pain crossed his handsome face. “Did I hurt you? Alexa, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”

  She shook her head, so angry at her body’s reaction that she wanted to scream. “No, no. You didn’t hurt me and I’m not upset at what you said. It is a long time. Please don’t stop. It feels incredible. I’m just overwhelmed with both of you. You’re so wonderful and gentle.” She reached up and stroked Chase’s face. “Thank you.”

  “Cariño…” Luke’s dark eyes filled with tenderness as he placed a hand on her arm. “We’d never hurt you.”

  “I know, Luke. I know.”

  Chase slid all the way in and began to thrust. He lifted her legs over his shoulders so that he could penetrate her deeper, and Alexa cried out as a strong wave of desire raced through her body. This was how it was supposed to feel. This heady, dizzy rush of need and passion that made her want to throw off all her inhibitions and let them do anything they wanted, as long as they kept touching her, kissing her, filling her with their dicks.

  “Oh, God, Alexa…you’re so fucking tight.”

  “Let me feel,” said Luke, his eyes filled with desperation.

  It must have taken superhuman strength of will for Chase to pull out and allow Luke to take his place. Alexa tossed her head back and forth as he plunged his dick into her and thrust fast and hard. She moaned and whimpered as a third orgasm began to build. She’d never had three orgasms in a row in her life. The only time she’d ever had two were when Brad had forced them on her.