The Devil's Three-Way (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Louisa Neil

  Rhia was ready for whatever he had in mind. She let out a disappointed groan when he dropped his hold only to be pleased when he grasped the lapels of her jacket and tore it open, exposing her to him. His hands were back on her skin, harder this time, twisting her nipples as she pushed her body harder against his fingers.

  “You’re in a mood,” he told her and used more strength to pinch her skin. “I’ll bet your pussy is steamy already from the attentions of strange men. All night you leaned so the men could glimpse your tits.”

  “You had supper with three women. Is that why your cock is so hard? Were you thinking about fucking one of them or all of them?”

  “My actions aren’t in question right now.”

  “They should be,” she bantered back. “Every time you smiled or winked at one of them, you made me want to get even.” She didn’t hesitate when he grasped her shoulders, turning her back to him, and pulled the jacket from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Then he turned her back and grasped her breasts again.

  “You forget your place, Rhiannon. I’m in charge.”

  “Yes, Donovan.” Their game had begun. “What do you want?” She didn’t get a verbal answer. He pulled her to the balcony and had her lean forward on the railing. Without being asked, she automatically placed her hands behind her back. She knew her body shook when she felt the silk scarf being wrapped around her wrists. When it was tight, he spun her around and bent to suck on her nipples. They were hard from his earlier touch, and now she needed him to suck them until the ache ceased. His lips pulled it between his teeth while his hand palmed her other breast. He went back and forth, sucking one and pinching the other.

  “Is your pussy wet?”

  “Yes.” She’d learned long ago during this kind of evening, the less she spoke, the more he punished her.

  “From the strangers?” He switched to her other nipple and bit it.

  “From wondering what you were thinking about doing with those women.”

  “So the men didn’t make you hot?”

  “Only a little. I was more excited wondering what you’d do to me tonight.”

  “Do you have something in mind, something you want?”

  “I want you to use me until I can’t come anymore.”

  “How?” He’d continued to pinch her breasts while talking.

  “Anyway you want.” She gave him a slight nod, acknowledging she wanted this game, too. “I’m yours any way you want.”

  “What if I want to spank your ass?” He slid his hands down her waist and held her tight.

  “Then I’ll accept your hand. What color red will you make my skin?” She shifted so her legs were a bit further apart. “Are you touching me thinking about one of the other women?”

  “If I wanted to fuck one of them, I would have.” His tone was stern.

  “Then that means you want to fuck me.” Without instruction, she dropped before him and rubbed her cheek against his crotch.

  “Tell me what you want, Rhia.”

  “I want to suck your cock.” It was a simple statement, one she said without a tremor in her voice while looking up at him. “Drop your boxers so I can lick you.”

  “I thought I’m supposed to be in charge here.”

  “You’re always in charge, Donovan. Please, let me suck your cock.”

  “Until I come?”

  “If that’s what you want.” She glanced downward but continued. “Unless you want to fuck me first.” Rhia knew from Donovan’s laugh she’d hit the right tone he was looking for. She sat back on her heels and waited while he dropped his boxers and let them fall to the deck. As soon as the material was out of her way, she took his cock between her lips, lapping at the drops of pre-cum their evening produced. “You’re so hard and long.” Rhia let her mind go blank to concentrate on sucking Donovan.

  She’d take long licks of him then suckle his cockhead, using the tip of her tongue to slide in his slit. Then she’d swallow his whole length, letting her teeth scrape along his skin. Rhia continued to make the same moves over and over until she felt Donovan’s legs begin to shake. “Come for me,” she whispered, before sucking him down her throat, using her muscles to milk his cum from him.

  Donovan reached down and grasped her under her arms, pulling her up to stand before him. His kiss was intense, and she used his chest to rub her breasts against. “You’re really horny, aren’t you?” He grasped her breasts and squeezed. Her body shook in his arms, and he laughed. “That made you come.”

  “Yes,” she whispered, using her tongue to run along his jawline. “Do it again.”

  “I’ll make you come, but not until I’m ready.” He turned her around so she was leaning against the railing again. “Is the metal cold against your belly?”

  “Yes.” Rhia let her gaze lift to the sky, watching the clouds slide past the moon, exposing new star patterns. Donovan moved behind her and placed his hands on her hips, humping her a few times before he lifted her skirt, baring her butt to him. “You have such a beautiful ass, Rhia.” It was the last thing he said before his hand came down in contact with her skin. It made a muffled tapping noise, and she shimmed backward to give him access.

  “You are horny, Rhia. Did the men at supper know you were naked under this skirt?” He spanked her ass with both hands, and she hoped he wouldn’t stop. “What else are you willing to do to make me happy?”

  “Anything you want, anything.”

  “That’s what I wanted to hear.” He held her hips, and she felt his cock nudging at her pussy. Leaning forward over the railing, he opened her wide to him. “You’re wet, Rhia. Not just excited, you’re pussy is wet and hot, all creamy.”

  “You knew spanking my ass would do that.” She paused and drew a breath. “Do it some more, please. Put your cock in me and spank my ass until I come.”

  “I’ll make you come,” he whispered, his lips close to her ear while his hands continued to spank her skin. His touch was bolder, and the thwacking noise echoed around them.

  “Push your cock in my pussy, Donny. Fuck me while you spank me.” He did, and in one push he was deeply embedded in her. He pulled back and thrust forward, taking her on the ride she missed. With a sly smile she knew he couldn’t see, she squeezed her muscles against him.

  “Keep doing that and I’ll come, and this will be over.” He leaned over and lightly bit the back of her neck. “What if I did this?” His fingers bit into her hips and held her still while he withdrew and pushed his cock, slick from her pussy juices, in her ass in one smooth stroke. “Christ, you’re tight. Stay still, Rhia, or I’ll come.”

  “Wasn’t that the point of all this?” she teased, momentarily forgetting their game.

  “Not yet.” He stopped talking and began to thrust deeper in her ass. “You know why I’m doing this, why I’m treating you like this?”

  “Because you know I like it. Because you know how hard it makes me come.”

  “Rhia, shut up and let me fuck you.”

  “It’s about time.” He continued to fuck her ass, reaching one hand around to pinch her tit. “Every time I pinch you, your body contracts against my cock.”

  “Donovan, shut up and just fuck my ass until I come.”

  “I’m in charge.”

  “Of course you are,” she teased, “until tomorrow.”

  “Then I’d better make the most of this.” Donovan increased his pace, fucking and spanking. “You know, if I wanted to, I could make your ass so red it will still be that way tomorrow. What do you think your new conquest would think if he knew you let me spank you?”

  “I don’t know. We’ll ask him tomorrow. But be careful what you wish for. He might want you to spank him, too!” She stopped talking, wanting to remember each stroke of his cock in her body and each time his palm contacted with her skin. “I love our vacations,” she whispered.

  “Shut up, Rhia…” He pinched her tit harder, and she came, her body pulsing tighter around him. He pulled out of her and sprayed his cum o
n her ass. They stayed still for several breaths before he wrapped his arm around her waist and braced her against his chest. “So, did that get you ready for your vacation fling?”

  “It’s a beginning. You just wanted to be demonstrative tonight because tomorrow night you’ll be watching a strange man fuck my pussy from the room next door.”

  “And the next night?”

  “We’ll see. Maybe I’ll want to watch him suck your cock or you fuck his ass.”

  “Maybe I’ll want to fuck his ass while he fucks your pussy, so I can see your face. It will be like I’m fucking you through him.”

  “That usually gets you off.” She turned in his arms and kissed him. “Thank you for tonight.”

  “You’re welcome. What else can I do for you?”

  “Seriously? You can untie my hands and get me a bacon cheeseburger with fries.”

  “Some things never change.” He laughed, reaching around her to untie her hands. When they were free, she pulled them in front of her and let him rub her wrists. Then he kissed her. It was a kiss of things to come, not toward ending their evening. “Go shower, and by the time you get out, food will be here.”

  “You’re on,” Rhia told him, but she paused long enough to kiss him until his cock got hard.

  * * * *

  The next day, Rhia and Donovan left the ship separately but met up at the Fort Sumter National Monument. They wandered the parks and gardens, ending their day at the plantation. They strolled through the cobblestone streets, taking in the history around them. It was on their first trip that Rhia learned about Donovan’s interest in the Civil War. When they arrived back at the boat, they relaxed with a drink before dressing for supper.

  “Are you excited about starting your vacation with Jack?” Donovan was dressed in tan pants with a white shirt. There was a navy-blue jacket hung over the back of the desk chair, waiting for him to grab it on his way out. She rose from her dressing table and smiled at him. She’d taken her hair and pulled up, twisting off her neck and securing it with several pins. Her makeup was heavy, giving her a smoky effect. She paused to fix his collar. “So, are you excited about tonight?”

  “I’m excited knowing you’ll be watching us from the other room. Will you be filming us?” She dropped her black silk kimono-style robe. She wore no bra, only a pair of dark-blue panties and pale-blue leather pumps. “You will be watching, won’t you?”

  “Of course I will.”

  “And you’ll be pumping your cock at the same time?”

  “Only if you two are hot and heavy and get my attention.” He paused for a few seconds before smiling and drawing her to him. He dropped his head and sucked each of her nipples before releasing her.

  Stepping into her dress, the soft jersey material was stretchy against her skin. The shoulder material crisscrossed over her breasts, acting as a bra to hold her in place while the rest of the dress flowed free in waves of light blue and white. It fell a few inches above her knees. Fitting it in place, she turned to Donovan. “What do you think?”

  “I think if we stay here too long, you’ll never make your supper date. Or if you do, you’ll go with a load of my cum in your pussy.”

  “It would be interesting to see his reaction to that.” She didn’t hold back her smile.

  “Yes, it would. But that would change the dynamic we’re looking for.”

  “I’m willing to skip supper if you have something better to offer.”

  “We’re on vacation,” he reminded her. “Now, turn and let me take a look at you.” She twirled before him, and he grasped her waist, holding her with her back to him. His hands slid up her legs and pulled her panties down her thighs. Lifting the material of her skirt, he surveyed her ass. “You’re not red anymore.”

  “When Jack leaves tonight, you might want to make sure they’re red again.” She averted her glance, only looking back to him when Donovan laughed.

  “Demure doesn’t work you, Rhia. At least not with me. If you want your ass spanked later, just ask.” He slapped her butt cheeks and leaned back. “We’ll see what kind of performance you put on tonight.” He pulled her panties back up and let the material of her skirt drop back in place.

  “I’ll try not to disappoint you.”

  “Try to have fun. It’s the whole point.” He slapped her ass one last time and took a step back. “Now go and have supper. I’ll meet you back here by ten.”

  “You’ll have everything set up?”

  “Don’t I always?”

  “Yes, you do.” She grabbed her evening purse and turned to leave. “Are you sure?”

  “Tomorrow we’ll do him together. Tonight, let him get comfortable with you.”

  “See you later,” she said and left him in their stateroom. Rhia knew he’d follow her up on deck in a few minutes, not wanting anyone to see them arrive together. She took her time walking to the cocktail hour, wondering if Jack would be there or if he would have chickened out. She figured he wouldn’t, of course. He considered himself a playboy of sorts, and to not show up would be a blow to his ego.

  Once on deck, she was met by a waiter holding a tray of champagne glasses. Taking one, she paused to survey the crowd. While they were the same people as last night, she noted how they’d begun to pair off into groups. She noted the two women they ate with last night were glowing and laughing together, sharing a private joke.

  Captain Talon approach with a smile. “Good evening, Ms. Carr. You look lovely as always.”

  “Thank you, Nigel.” He didn’t stop his overall look at her and the smile that formed on his lips. Rhia wasn’t offended by his action. They had an understanding between them. This was another reason she liked these cruises. Nigel would have Donovan’s back and hers, too.

  Since her first time on board, she’d known he had ties to Donovan. She also knew he was good at his job and enjoyed the benefits that came with it. He was a man who liked some of his life private, too. He made it his mission to keep her safe, which in turn ensured his continued employment at a job he enjoyed.

  He was also accommodating when called on to play on occasion. He never questioned Donovan’s plans and never showed any jealousy. Nigel knew he was their pawn, a very well-paid pawn who knew how to enhance their escapades. He’d won her confidence over time by never giving her any indication he was judging her. Over the past years, they’d formed their own friendship.

  Rhia didn’t know what he was like when she wasn’t around, but intuition told her he was discreet, first for his benefit and, by default, for hers and Donovan’s. She was sure he slept with anyone, male or female, that suited him when the opportunity presented itself. Unless they were on board. Then he kept himself at their beck and call. She smiled at him. Yes, he was at her beck and call. “Have you seen Donovan come on deck yet?”

  “Not yet.” He glanced over her shoulder and turned back to find Donovan approaching. “Here he is.” Nigel extended his hand to shake Donovan’s.

  “Any problems?”

  “Just surveying the scene before I went into it.”

  “Is it too crowded for you, Rhiannon? Do you want to get away from this crowd?”

  “No, I’m okay. Just trying to clear my mind of their chatter.”

  “Well, maybe Nigel should drop to his knees and lick your pussy for a moment or two to take your mind off the crowd.” Nigel smiled widely, glancing to Donovan first then to her. He winked at her, asking without words if she wanted him to do just that.

  “Nigel, you’re way too anxious,” she joked but leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

  “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you.” It was a reassurance from Nigel.

  “I know you will.”

  “So you can’t blame me for trying to get a lick of your pussy.” He gave her his best captain’s smile, one she’d learned meant he was ready for any game.

  “See what you started,” Rhia said to Donovan, holding his gaze. “Is that what you’d like to watch? Right here, right now? If you move a bit to you
r left, you’ll block our view.”

  “Nigel, lick her but don’t let her come. This way, all night she’ll be squirming with angst and anticipation.” Nigel dropped before Rhia as Donovan shifted his stance. Rhia watched Nigel lick his lips and disappear under her skirt. His hot breath was upon her immediately. He nipped at her pussy lips and slid her panties down just to the tops of her thighs. His tongue was hot and moist on her skin. He started mild and quickly built his movements against her.

  Rhia let her hips jut forward, accepting Nigel’s licking. He grasped her hips and drew her forward onto his mouth, using his tongue to fuck her pussy. “You’re so hot, Rhia. Can I finger you?” He went back to his mission, alternating sucking her clit and piercing her pussy with his tongue.

  “Donovan, can he finger my pussy?”

  “No, not right now. Suck her clit until she’s ready to come.”

  “We’re already there,” she told Donovan, her tone curt. She glanced past him to make sure they were still alone. He laughed at her and leaned over Nigel’s kneeling body to grasp her around the neck. He drew her close and kissed her, full out the way he knew from experience would make her knees weak. It worked. She glanced around, saw how they were, where they were, and what they were doing, and pulled his mouth closer. “Kiss me. Make me come, you bastard.” Rhia held him to her lips, forcing her tongue into his mouth as Nigel fucked her pussy with his tongue.

  Her body shook unmistakably when her orgasm hit. She lessened her hold on Donovan’s head, but he didn’t break the kiss, rather lessened it gradually. Nigel sucked her clit a bit longer then took long licks of her pussy lips, licking her clean. Then he pulled her panties back up in place. When he withdrew, he tugged her skirt in place and smoothed it back down, rising before her.

  “I hope that gives your evening a good start.” Rhia noted how his lips shone with her juices.

  “That will do nicely, Nigel. Thank you for being of service.”

  “Any time, ma’am.” Nigel dropped his left hand to his crotch and resettled his erection. “And for you, sir?”

  “Go ahead, Donovan. Let him suck you, but don’t come yet. I want you to sit through your meal with your cock hard and aching for relief.” Rhia let her fingers trace along his jaw.