by Leah Brooke
How could that excite her so much?
Ryder turned back to her. “Keep that pussy spread. Dillon and I need to inspect you thoroughly.”
Both sets of eyes narrowed as Dillon and Ryder stared at the place between her legs.
Ryder touched his finger to her clit, making her jolt.
“She’s very excited, so I can’t really play with her clit. I think we should get one of those clit clips for her. She can wear it Saturday night when we go out.”
Dillon inclined his head. “I’ll order one from Jake tomorrow. She’s very wet, isn’t she? I think our Alison likes being explored. We’re going to have to do this more often.”
Alison swallowed heavily, so close to coming she could taste it. “We’re g–going out Saturday?”
Ryder flicked a glance in her direction. “Quiet or I’ll gag you.” Pushing a strong finger into her pussy, he began to stroke right away, moving it around inside her and making her inner walls quiver and grip him.
“God, she’s like velvet. Hot and tight and incredibly wet. You should feel for yourself.”
Dillon whipped his towel off and tossed it aside, apparently very comfortable with his nakedness.
Alison’s eyes flew immediately to his cock, her breath catching to see him hard and thick and ready for her. Her pussy clenched in remembered pleasure, drawing a chuckle from Ryder.
“Check out her pussy while I get undressed. My cock’s so hard it’s going to break my fucking zipper.”
Dillon lowered himself to the bed next to her, not touching her anywhere.
“Keep those thighs spread while Ryder gets undressed and keep that pussy held open for me. Would you like me to feel your pussy, Alison?”
Why didn’t he call her baby anymore?
“Dillon, are you mad at me?”
His tender smile should have felt out of place right now, but he seemed to know just how much she’d needed it. Knowing he could read her so easily still made her a little uneasy sometimes, but it comforted her somehow. “Of course not.”
Shaking, she had trouble keeping her legs parted, crying out when a thick finger plunged into her.
“Be still.”
Be still?
How the hell could she even hope to be still when he had a finger inside her, using it to stroke and stretch her tender inner flesh?
“Tighten on my finger.”
“Oh, God.” Alison did it without even trying, her pussy obeying him and gripping his finger before she even made a conscious thought to do so. It was as if her body had a mind of its own, clenching on him as he withdrew as though trying to keep him inside.
Dillon looked up as Ryder came back and sat on the other side of her, pressing his finger against her inner walls and holding her down when she dug her heels into the mattress and tried to lift up. “Very tight and wet. She loves being stroked. Her G-spot is really sensitive, and she goes nuts when I press against the walls of her pussy.”
Her slick juices made it difficult to keep herself open, and her fingers kept slipping. Her clit felt so swollen and heavy it bordered on agony, and each time she had to readjust her fingers, she brushed against it, making the throbbing burn even worse.
Looking up when she moaned, Dillon kept moving his finger in and out of her pussy, lifting a brow and pressing down on her abdomen when she tried to lift into his thrusts.
“I’m also going to have to teach you to be still while I’m playing with you. I’ll be exploring your ass the same way.”
Her anus clenched, the threat of having Dillon’s finger inside her, doing what he did now to such a private place, making her bottom tingle in reaction.
The look in his eyes and the conviction in his tone convinced her that he wasn’t kidding and had every intention of exploring her bottom in the same way.
She’d never survive it.
Ryder looked up at something Dillon said under his breath and nodded.
“Yeah, it’s a shame we can’t use the vibrator I bought on her now. One touch of that and I’m afraid she’ll come before we’ve finished.”
Dillon withdrew his finger and to her astonishment, licked it clean of her juices. “We’ve got time.” Wrapping his hand around her knee, he lowered her leg while Ryder did the same with the other.
“Time to get up, Alison, so we can explore you a little more.”
She had no coordination left at all, her movements clumsy as she sat up and worked her way to the edge of the bed. Taking her time, she eyed Ryder’s lean body, the hunger in her growing at the beautiful sight in front of her.
He didn’t have a spare ounce of fat anywhere, his body whipcord lean, hard, tattooed, and completely naked. His cock stood out at attention, reaching for his flat belly, the head large and purple with a bead of creamy essence at the tip. Licking her lips, she smiled when his cock jumped and raised her gaze to his face.
His cold look didn’t fool her for a minute now. He was as hot and hungry for her as she was for him.
Struggling to lock her rubbery knees, she came to her feet, alarmed when Dillon took both of her wrists in his and raised her arms over her head. “Her nipples are already tender, so be careful.”
Ryder studied her breasts as though deciding on whether or not to buy her, reminding her of his determination to treat her as a woman being auctioned.
The combination of seriousness and play from both of them kept her guessing and turned her on big time.
Reaching out one devious finger, Ryder tapped a nipple, shooting sharp need to her clit and pussy.
“Very nice. I love that her nipples are so sensitive. She hardly ever wears a bra. I was thinking we can get her a few from the lingerie store, you know, the ones where the nipples are cut out? I’ll take her tomorrow. I like your plan to dress her. I think we can have a hell of a lot of fun with that. She’ll have to model her clothes for us.”
Standing as still as she could, Alison couldn’t take her eyes from Ryder’s hand as it closed in on her breast. Still, the tug at her nipple shocked her and had her crying out and rising to her toes.
“Why are those legs together?”
Her gaze flew to his, glaring at him as he tugged her nipple again and another jolt of lightning shot to her clit. Giving him a dirty look, she gritted her teeth, her frustration at being on the verge of coming for so long spiking her anger.
“You didn’t tell me to keep them apart, you jerk.”
She didn’t even see Dillon move before a sharp slap landed on her right buttock. At the same time, Ryder pinched her nipple, sending dual arrows of heat to her slit.
Dillon held his hand over where he’d slapped her, holding the heat in.
“You have a temper when aroused for so long. I’d hoped you would. I like temper and attitude in a woman I’m dominating. It adds quite a bit of spice, and it’s very satisfying to overcome it.”
He lifted his hand, leaving her bereft, and almost immediately slapped the other cheek.
“I guess I’ll have to do my best to keep you aroused as long as possible. No coming yet, Alison. Let’s see how long it is before you realize who’s in charge and are begging to come.”
Ryder lifted a brow, his eyes dancing. “I think she’s going to have to suck my cock before I let her come. Now, spread those legs and let me finish playing with these cute nipples.”
Spreading her legs about a foot apart, she sucked in a breath and waited. Her clit throbbed incessantly now, so swollen and heavy she wanted to cry in frustration.
Ryder’s grin should have warned her that he would tease her mercilessly, but she hadn’t been prepared for how much.
Lowering his head, he ran his tongue all around her breast, not touching her nipple. To make matters worse, he blew on the damp skin, making her shiver at the cold and accentuating the fact that he paid no attention to her nipple at all. He moved to her other breast and did the same thing, chuckling when she fought Dillon’s hold.
“Poor thing. Do your nipples need some attention?”
/> “Bastard!” The cool air around her nipples made them bead even tighter, something she hadn’t thought possible. They ached so badly she’d give anything to have some friction on them to relieve her torment, and without thinking, she reached for them.
Another sharp slap landed on her bottom as Ryder’s brows went up, his eyes full of mischief. She jumped, and only Dillon’s hard arm wrapped around her waist and holding her arms down kept her from falling.
“Easy, Alison. I don’t want you hurting yourself.”
With her hands now at her sides, she curved them around Dillon’s arm. “Ryder’s being mean.”
Nuzzling her hair, Dillon laughed softly. “No, he’s trying to give you pleasure, but you’re very impatient and are proving to be a very belligerent little sub. I couldn’t have imagined a woman better suited to me. Don’t you dare reach for those breasts again.”
Releasing her arms, he wrapped his around her waist again and nuzzled her neck.
Smiling at the affection in his tone, she leaned back against him and lifted her arms around his neck, loving the feel of having her breasts unprotected and available to them. Wiggling her ass against his cock, she couldn’t resist teasing him.
“I guess you’ll have to take me in hand.”
Dillon slid his arms around her, cupping both breasts and tapping her erect nipples with his thumbs.
“I’m going to take you in both hands.”
Dillon and Ryder seemed to enjoy, hell, revel, in every response from her and appeared to love the challenge of her moods. Nothing seemed to put them off, or confuse or disappoint them. Their focus kept them one step ahead of her, something she found arousing, and her playfulness broke free, filling her with a determination to try to surprise them.
How could a woman not respond to a man, or men, who met every challenge she issued and dealt with every mood with such patience and competence?
Pulling on his neck to lower his head, she kissed Dillon’s jaw.
“Thank you for being so patient with me. I know I’m awkward with this, but I’ll get better.”
A finger slid through her slit, gathering her juices before circling over her clit.
Crying out, Alison released Dillon’s neck and would have doubled over if not for the hands covering her breasts keeping her upright. Her clit burned, and her legs shook from the fast-approaching orgasm, but Ryder withdrew his finger before she could go over.
Swearing at him and struggling to catch her breath, she slumped, eyeing him as he moved to the side.
“I hate you. I swear I’m going to get even with you somehow.”
Ryder’s slow grin gave her a moment’s pause, especially when he held up the butt plug, twirling it between his fingers.
“I wouldn’t issue threats to the man who’s about to shove this up your ass. Bend over, baby, and spread those cheeks for me.”
“Oh, God.”
Dillon massaged her breasts one last time before sliding his hands to her shoulders and down her arms to her hands, placing them on the edge of the bed. Getting on the bed next to her, he reclined beside her, pulling her hands to the center of the bed, not stopping until her mound touched the edge of the mattress.
Knowing their intentions, she couldn’t stop clenching her bottom cheeks, the awareness around the tight ring of muscle at her forbidden entrance scaring her and at the same time filling her with anticipation.
Oh, God. They were going to push that big plug inside her!
Each time she thought her vulnerability couldn’t get any stronger, they did something else, keeping her on edge and always guessing.
Ryder slid an arm under her hips, lifting them and shoving pillows beneath them, lifting her bottom and leaving her even more defenseless. Once he had her settled, he stood between her thighs, using his strong legs to spread them wider.
Alison shivered, knowing what would happen next and so close to coming, she actually felt the first wave of shattering tingles racing through her. She rocked her hips, but Ryder had placed her over the pillows in a way that she couldn’t get any friction on her clit to send her the rest of the way over, the small orgasm not even coming close to satisfying her. Her ass, her pussy, and her clit, hung over the edge, totally open to him, all sizzled with heat and throbbed with sharp awareness.
Dillon released her wrists and ran a hand over her hair, the sensation of his warm fingers even stronger than ever before.
“Turn toward me, Alison.”
With a whimper and a shudder, Alison turned her head on the soft bedding, meeting his brilliant blue eyes. Trembling beneath the hand he ran down her back, she moaned as a hard hand settled over her buttocks, simultaneously lifting and separating them to expose her bottom hole completely.
At the first touch of a cold, lubed finger touching her puckered opening, she closed her eyes on a harsh moan, sucking in a sharp breath. Fisting her hands in the bedding as Ryder traced circles around the delicate tissue, she waited in breathless anticipation, knowing that the finger circling there would soon be plunging inside.
Ryder pressed his finger against the tight ring of muscle, forcing it to open no matter how tightly she clenched her bottom.
“That’s it, Ally. Much easier. Your body’s learning how good it’s going to feel. As soon as I get you lubed up, I’ll fill your ass with the plug and fuck your pussy.”
She shivered and cried out as he sank his finger inside her, moaning helplessly when he moved it around and coated her inner walls with the lube.
Unable to get enough air in her lungs, she couldn’t stop the flow of whimpers that poured out of her. The decadent sensation of having her bottom breached was something she knew she’d never get used to.
It was too private, too naughty, too intimate.
“Dillon, she’s ready for you.”
A thumb traced over her bottom lip, and she opened her eyes to find Dillon watching her intently.
“I told you I was going to explore your ass, too. You didn’t think I forgot, did you?”
Alison groaned as he slid from the bed and stood next to her left hip. She clamped down on Ryder’s finger, curling her toes as the need to come became too overwhelming.
“I can’t. Oh, God. I need to come so bad.” A sob escaped when a barrage of those sizzles hit her again, and her body began to tighten.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Dillon squeeze a generous amount of lube onto his finger before tossing the tube aside.
Ryder withdrew, cutting short the building pressure inside her.
“You fucking bastard!” Screaming, she kicked her legs, her screams cut short a second later when Dillon slid his finger deep into her ass.
“Careful, Alison. That temper’s gonna get you into more trouble than you can handle.”
Aware that Ryder watched her while he rolled on a condom, Alison closed her eyes, unable to stop the moans that flowed from her. When the finger Dillon held deep inside her began to move, Alison kicked her feet, her toes curling as she fisted her hands in the bedding. Groans and whimpers escaped one after the other until they blended together into sounds she’d never made in her life.
The pressure inside her had moisture running down her thigh, the level of her arousal so strong it scared her, the impending orgasm promising to be stronger than she could stand.
As Dillon worked his finger all around inside her, she lifted into him, wanting the plug now with a desperation she wouldn’t dream of admitting.
Dillon withdrew, only to press two thick fingers into her, forcing her puckered opening into stretching wide to take them.
“Very nice. You’re ready for the plug, aren’t you, Alison?”
He withdrew his fingers with a speed that left her opening grasping at air and reclined again on the bed beside her, wiping his finger clean with the towel he’d dropped earlier.
She gasped at the feel of the plug pushing against her opening and would have turned away from Dillon’s searching look, finding it too intimate for him to see her this wa
y, but Dillon’s hand in her hair wouldn’t allow it.
“No. You stay right where you are. I want to watch your face while Ryder fills your ass with the plug.”
Unable to stay still, she kicked at Ryder’s legs, tightening her bottom against him. Finding the idea of craving this kind of attention alarming, she fought to get away from it, too scared of how much her body wanted this kind of erotic play.
Ryder firmed his grip when she wiggled.
“I don’t care how much you move around. This is going in, Ally.”
Chills went up her spine as the tight ring of muscle gave way under the pressure and the plug started to enter her. Every breath came out as a moan as the plug went deeper, forcing her anus to stretch wide to accommodate the relentless invasion.
It felt so foreign, so big, so hard going into her, filling the most private part of her, even more sensitive than before because of their play. The lube eased its way, not allowing her to stop it from going any deeper.
Ryder used the fingers of his other hand to force her cheeks wider, making her bottom hole sting. “Yeah, baby. That’s it. You can take it. Do you know how fucking hard I am watching your ass take this plug and imagining my cock inside you?”
Overwhelmed at the sensation of having her ass being slowly, mercilessly filled with the firm rubber plug, Alison pulled at the covers, fisting them in her hands, her eyes never leaving Dillon’s watchful ones. Her nervousness only added to the sexual tension, the added fear of the unknown as her bottom was forced to stretch to accommodate the plug, sending her into a world where nothing mattered but pleasure.
“Oh, God. Ryder. It’s so big. It’s filling me up. Oh, God. It feels too good. It burns, Ryder. Dillon, please. Touch my clit. I have to come. I have to come.”
Running his hand over her back, Dillon bent and kissed her shoulder. “Soon. Let Ryder get the plug inside.”
His low rumble excited her, and Alison reached for him, closing her hand on the arm he used to brace himself. “I feel so full.”
Dillon smiled, his hand firming on her back. “Wait until we both take you together. Easy, now. The plug is going to keep getting wider as it goes into you, and then it’s going to get really narrow. When your bottom closes around it, it’ll be snug inside that tight ass. Just like the other one, the base will keep it from going in any farther, but it’ll stay inside you while we take you.”
