by Zara Chase
“Did you factor in a redhead’s temper?” she asked sweetly.
“What temper?” Kane replied, tweaking her nose. “Okay, Aisha, it’s time for you to kneel and submit to us so we can make this mating official.”
“At last,” she said, smiling angelically and falling to her knees at their feet.
Chapter Fifteen
The guys shed their clothes, feeding from one another’s burning passion as they greedily drank in the sight of their mate with her head demurely lowered. Tyrone wasn’t fooled by the modest pose, seeing it for the ruse that it obviously was. Her eyes gave her away. They glistened with anticipation, her nipples were rock hard, and she probably hadn’t lied about the moist state of her pussy. Passivity was the last thing on her active brain, and she wanted what she was about to get as much as they wanted to serve it up.
Aisha might look like an innocent angel, but in truth she was a mixture of profound sensuality, wanton carnality, and wild abandon—everything they’d always dreamed of finding in a mate. Better yet, she was only just beginning to discover those personality traits because none of the men who’d gone before him and Kane had bothered to nurture them.
Tyrone ground his jaw, pleased that they would be the ones to bring her body to life, and, at the same time, angry at the way she’d been used by that prick Rick. Never mind, they’d make it up to her. He and Kane looked upon it as a privilege to trade on her sexuality and teach her more about her passionate nature. They’d make damned sure they pushed her to the limit of sensory overload before they gave her any relief. He wanted to hear her moan, beg, and plead so he could punish her for her disobedience. She’d been put on this planet to be teased and tormented. Otherwise why would she have a body designed for mortal sin and be so sensitive, so ready to experiment and follow wherever they led?
“What do you have in mind?” Kane pheromoned.
“How long have you got?”
Kane chuckled. “I hear you, lover.”
Tyrone pulled Aisha to her feet but didn’t speak a word. He led her toward the dressing room and through the door that led to the sex room. She followed obediently, eyes still downcast. Once there, Tyrone ordered her to stand in the corner, facing the wall. He then rummaged in the closet and retrieved a black PVC catsuit that he’d been saving for this particular moment. He kept Aisha facing the wall as the two men pulled her into the tight-fitting garment that had cutouts for her nipples, pussy, and a small hole for backside. He then found a pair of thigh-length boots in her exact size. Those had been a recent purchase made after Aisha appeared in Impulse and the guys knew this moment would arrive.
Or dearly hoped that it would.
Kane lifted her from the ground while Tyrone pulled the boots into place, salivating as he admired her shapely legs encased in tight-fitting black leather.
“Our mate looks good enough to devour whole,” Kane said, his eyes glowing with pride.
Tyrone agreed. The PVC clung to every curve on her body, emphasizing her small waist and the elegant swell of her hips, exposing the tempting pink lips of her pussy in stark contrast to the dark fabric. It was a tight fit for her tits, which tested the material to its limit, but neither leopard was complaining about the view.
Tyrone produced a spreader.
“Lean forward, darlin’, over this bar, and spread your legs for me.”
She did as Tyrone told her to, exposing her ass and a full view of her pussy.
“You know,” Kane said conversationally. “I think I could get used to that sight.”
Tyrone laughed as he attached cuffs to her ankles and then secured her hands behind her back.
“Would you like to be flogged, Aisha?” he asked.
“If it pleases you, master.”
“You know what would please me,” Kane said. “Seeing some pumps attached to those plump nipples.”
Without waiting for a response he found some lube and the appropriate attachments.
“Damn it, Tyrone,” he said, once her huge tits had long cylindrical pumps hanging from them. “Ain’t that just the prettiest picture you ever did see?”
“Can’t argue with that.”
Tyrone brought a switch lightly down on her PVC-covered ass. Aisha groaned but held her position and seemed more than comfortable. So Tyrone repeated the punishment, this time raking a claw along the crack in her ass for good measure.
“You realize, darlin’, that Kane and I are gonna fuck you at the same time tonight. In fact we’re gonna fuck you every which way you can imagine until you beg for mercy. You ought not to have kept us waiting for so long. Us wild animals aren’t known for our patience, so you only have yourself to blame if it gets rough.”
“I like your version of rough,” she said, panting as he brought the switch down again. “Who would have thought it?”
“We would,” Tyrone said, bending to kiss the area he’d just spanked. “We knew it the moment we laid eyes on you.”
“Same safety word,” Kane told her as he inflated the pumps attached to her nipples. “You like how that feels?”
“Yes.” She groaned the word. “It makes my whole body feel like it’s on fire.”
Kane chuckled. “Thought so.”
Tyrone trailed his lips up her spine until he reached the back of her neck, which he kissed. His cock was burning, throbbing with need.
“Kane’s gonna run the video while I fuck you from behind. Then we can sit in bed and play it back.” Kane switched the equipment on while Tyrone worked his fingers into Aisha’s sopping cunt. “My, my, you are in need of fucking, aren’t you, sugar?”
“Yes. Oh God, please, yes!”
“You’ve been a real bad girl,” he said, slipping the tip of his cock into her tight pussy and suppressing a groan. “I’ve got a good mind to keep you chained up in here for the next fortnight and never let you out. You were gonna do a feature on Impulse and sell it to the highest bidder, weren’t you?”
She gasped. “How did you know? Did you get inside my head?”
“Didn’t need to,” Kane replied for Tyrone. “It was obvious.”
“I’m sorry. I wouldn’t have done it, not really. I have too much conscience to be a decent reporter.” She cried out as Tyrone eased his way a little deeper into her. “Everyone’s been so nice to me that I felt bad, but still…such a scoop.”
“You’re our mate now, darlin’, and we’ll keep you too busy to think about anything but having fun.”
“I have to do something. I already told you that.”
“There are plenty of things you could do as well as scientific research.” Tyrone grinned at Kane. “You could start by taking all my cock inside you. Think you can manage that?”
“I enjoy challenges,” she said, her voice strained, her body trembling. “Especially great big ones.”
“Then see what you make of this one.” Tyrone rammed himself home without warning her to expect the change in pace, filling her completely with his thick heat. He reveled in her slick warmth and wetness as she clenched the muscles in her vagina around his shaft, holding him deep inside her. “Shit, that feels soooo good.”
“It’s heavenly,” she said, pushing back against him.
“Tyrone’s fucking you deep, darlin’,” Kane said, expelling a deep sigh. “Just like I will be soon. It’s blowing my mind, watching you both. Shit, I’m horny. I can’t hardly wait for my turn.”
“You won’t have to wait for long,” Tyrone groaned. “This little witch is gripping my cock so tight with that wicked pussy of hers that she’s messing with my control.”
“She’s just earned herself another punishment, and I know the exact thing for her.”
“Tyrone!” she cried. “Please!”
“No one gave you permission to come yet, sugar.”
“I can’t hold it…you’re so big. My whole body’s on fire. Please, master, let me take what I need.”
“She only wants you for your cock, lover.”
Tyrone’s deep laughter echo
ed around the windowless room. “So do you.”
Kane shrugged. “That’s certainly true.”
Tyrone upped the pace. “No coming quite yet, babe. I’m not ready.”
“But I…oh shit, don’t stop, Tyrone.” Her entire body went into spasms. “Just keep fucking me. I need everything you’ve got, hard as you can.”
“You’ve got it all, darlin’. Do your worst.”
Tyrone rammed into her and buried himself deep. He felt his climax building and the anticipation, the burning sensation, was like nothing he’d known before. His nerve endings tingled, his balls tightened, and blood rushed through his brain. Nothing he’d felt with Maria was close to the vortex of desire that now transported him to a blissful state of awareness. Aisha was the mate he was always supposed to have had, he’d known it the moment he first laid eyes on her, and he fully intended to ensure she didn’t regret her decision to commit to them. His body trembled and he gave up the struggle to hold back.
“This is for you, sweet thing,” he said, sweating and groaning as his orgasm built.
Tyrone’s hands reached around her and played with her clit as he shot his load deep inside her, throbbing and pulsating as appreciation for the gift of Aisha tugged at him on a level he was unable to control. She responded with a guttural moan and needy little scream. He felt her on the edge of a second climax before her first had even faded. Shit, but she was responsive! Exquisite shards of the most intense sensations shot through his bloodstream as they moved together like they’d played this game a million times before. Perfectly in tune with one another’s needs, they milked the amazing results of their sexual compatibility until they were both totally spent.
* * * *
As soon as Tyrone withdrew, Kane released Aisha from her bonds, detached the pumps from her tits, and pulled her into his arms.
“You okay, darlin?”
“More than okay,” she replied, offering him a glistening smile, passion still clouding her lovely eyes. “Why did I wait a whole week for this?”
“That’s what we’d like to know,” Tyrone said, returning with a cloth and cleaning her up. As soon as he was done Kane dropped his head and captured her lips in a deep, drugging kiss.
“You realize this will be the first time I’ve ever had unprotected sex with a woman,” he said when he broke the kiss, “so you’d better treat me gently.”
Tyrone roared with laughter. “We’d never hear the end of it if you did, sweetness.”
Kane reached for a leash and attached it to the loop on the back of Aisha’s collar.
“Over here,” he said, leading her to the bed. “Better cross the room on your hands and knees, darlin’, seeing as how you’re on a leash.”
With a demure smile she went down on all fours, which allowed both men sight of her ass and cunt, this time from another angle. Kane took in the view and decided their mate didn’t have a “bad” side. Tyrone threw him a switch and he lashed it gently against her ass as she made slow progress toward the bed. It took Kane a moment to realize she was deliberately taking her time because she was enjoying the spanking and also because she got off on being submissive. It didn’t surprise him that their destined mate was so into their games. He put additional strength into the lashing, at the same time walking as far away from her as he could so he could enjoy the sight of her huge nipples dangling from the slits in the PVC.
Eventually they reached the bed and Kane told her to lie on her back. He then attached the other end of the leash to a hook situated on the headboard and smiled at the image reflected back at him from the mirrors on the ceiling.
“Hmm, you look just amazing in that outfit. I can’t wait to get better acquainted with every inch of you.”
Kane applied his lips and teeth to her nipples, rasping them with his tongue, breathing over them, and then sucking them deep as he molded the firm flesh of her breasts through the PVC. He loved the cute noises she made as he increased the pressure and bit down as hard as he thought she could take.
“You like that?” he asked, raising his head to explore her face for signs of distress.
“Hmm, absolutely.”
“Spread your legs wide for me, darlin’,” Kane said as he positioned himself between them. “That’s it. Now rest them over my shoulders. Tyrone, I need some pillows.”
Tyrone produced a couple and shoved them beneath her ass. “You comfortable?” he asked her. Kane couldn’t since he now had his mouth full of her sweet pussy.
“Yes,” she replied, sinking her fingers into Kane’s hair and pushing him farther down on her.
“Greedy little witch!” Kane sat up and licked her juices off his lips. “You ever had anal sex, sweetheart?”
“No. Well, only that little teaser with Tyrone.”
“I’ve never had vaginal sex, so that makes us kinda even. Don’t worry, we’ll both be losing our virginity before the night’s much older. She needs a plug up that cute ass of hers to prepare her, Tyrone.”
“Ass plugs just happen to be my specialty,” he said, grinning. “Turn sideways, darlin’, and let me at you.”
Aisha wiggled into position, hampered by the leash attached to her collar. Tyrone lubed her ass and eased the plug into place.
“She ain’t even fighting me,” he said, impressed. “I guess she wants this pretty bad.”
“You want both our cocks, is that it?” Kane asked, feigning disapproval.
“I want you both any which way you’re prepared to let me have you,” she said, a needy edge to her voice.
Kane pushed her onto her back again. “Music to my ears, babe.”
She moistened her lips and smiled up at him, seemingly fully aware of the power of her femininity. That and the musky scent of her arousal were a heady combination that almost deprived Kane of the ability to think straight. He’d waited decades for this moment. Only now as he took in the sight of his beautiful mate, dressed in her sexy getup and sending him urgent signals with her compelling eyes, did he fully appreciate that the wait had been worth every frustrating second.
“Now then, about this vaginal sex business. What is it that I have to do exactly? Which bit goes where?”
Tyrone laughed as Kane eased himself into her slowly, inch by careful inch. With her butt spilling over the edge of the pillows, it became an easy target for Kane’s hand. Aware just how much she enjoyed being spanked, he applied it hard as he thrust into her, the slapping sound against the PVC loud and echoic in the cave-like room.
“Ah!”
She cried out and wiggled her legs farther over his shoulders, obviously wanting him deeper. Kane wanted that, too, but he’d waited too long for this to hurry.
“It feels a whole lot better without a condom,” he said, breathing hard.
“You’re even bigger than Tyrone. You’re splitting me in two.”
“Get used to it, darlin’. I’ve got a ton of lost time to make up for.”
“You and the plug. There isn’t room for both.”
“Don’t underestimate your body, sweetness.”
Kane started to move faster, upping the timing of the slaps to her butt as he did so. Aisha moved with him, no longer complaining but making breathless little grunts as he continued to fill her to capacity. She shifted position and the leash cut off her airway, just as Kane had known it would once she got into this. He eased his weight, giving her time to move closer to the headboard again and for her to absorb the effect of what had just happened. Her eyes opened wide when she did and he felt her body convulse.
“I had no idea,” she said in a tiny voice.
“If it gets too much, remember the word.”
“It’s not too much. I love what you’re doing to me. I love the feel of the plug, of the collar, but, most of all, of your cock. It’s so invasive and I adore it.”
“Shit, keep talking like that and you’re gonna make me come.”
Kane slapped her ass hard and rammed himself as deep as he could get. “Come on, sweet thing, let’s do th
is together.”
“Yes, I need to. Kane. Geez, I can’t believe how horny you guys make me.”
A rush swept through Kane when Aisha clamped the muscles in her pussy even harder around his cock and screamed his name. Her excitement tipped him over the edge. He had so wanted to make this last, but it wasn’t going to happen. His heart overflowed with love as sperm shot from the end of his cock like an erupting volcano, going on for an eternity, draining his aching balls dry.
“Fuck it,” he said, falling onto his side when they were both spent, taking a moment for his breathing to return to normal. When it did he released the leash, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her. “If that’s what all the fuss is about, I guess I could get used to it.”
“You seemed to get the hang of what went where,” she replied. “And I have to say that business with partial suffocation, or whatever it was, really turned me on.”
“That’s kinda the idea.”
Tyrone leaned over and kissed them both, cleaned them up, and then collapsed on the bed on Aisha’s opposite side.
“When do we get to the main event?” he asked, tweaking his rigidly erect cock.
Chapter Sixteen
Once they’d all recovered, Kane carried Aisha through to their room and the three of them showered together. Tyrone left the stall quickly and disappeared without saying where he was going—at least, not aloud.
“What hot tub?” she asked.
Kane looked surprised. “You can understand our pheromones already?”
She shrugged. “If that’s what you were talking about, then I guess so. All I know is that you two did that silent thing and the next minute images of a rooftop with a hot tub bubbling away sprang into my head.”
“Hey, it’s great that you’re reading us so soon.”
“You realize it means no more secrecy.”
“Oh yeah. But Tyrone and I don’t plan on having any secrets from you, sugar.” He took her hand. “Come on, let’s go and check out the real thing.”
“I didn’t know you had a hot tub.”
