“How did you know?” she couldn’t help the breathless note in her voice. Were they watching her?
“This is Hawaii.” He sounded amused.
“Oh.” She settled back on the towel, feeling a little silly.
“Need someone to rub lotion on your back?” The words held a promise in them that made her shiver despite the sun. “Better yet, on both sides.”
She thought about having four hands on her, rubbing in the lotion and a tingled erupted between her thighs. “Maybe.”
“That’s good enough for me.” She could hear the grin in his voice. “Where are you?”
She told him and added, “I’m under a blue and yellow umbrella with white starfish and seahorses on it.”
“We’re not far. See you in a few.” Kane disconnected the call.
For a moment she stared at the phone before slipping it into the baggie, sealing it, then dropping it into the tote.
While she waited, Tracie let her gaze drift over people with tanned bodies stretched out on towels, worshiping the sun. A good many beachgoers played in the surf while kids built sandcastles using buckets and plastic shovels. Other kids buried their friends or siblings up to their necks beneath piles of sand.
Before long, two men towered over her, one from each side, blocking most of the sun. She looked up and her gaze moved from one gorgeous male specimen to the other. Each wore only sunglasses and swimming trunks, the rest of them deliciously bared. They were both tall and powerfully built and it was even clearer they worked out now that she was seeing them with so little on.
Lucas and Kane crouched to either side of her, their tanned and tattooed bodies like two different works of art that she wanted to touch and taste and explore. She caught the scent of their sun-warmed flesh as they laid down towels to either side of her.
She looked from one man to the other and wished she had a padded bikini top because she knew her nipples had to be pressing against the light material. The thin strip of cloth between her thighs was already damp.
When she looked at Kane, he took off his sunglasses and let his gaze drift from her face and then down, lingering on her breasts and hips, then traveling over her legs to her toes. When he met her gaze, his smile was slow and sensual.
In turn, she set aside her sunglasses and dropped them into her tote. She took in his sculpted bronze skin and the eagle tattoo on his left side, just above his heart. A tattoo circled his upper arm on the same side as the eagle, and it had a tribal look to it. She met the intensity of his gray eyes and it sent a warm flush throughout her.
She bit the inside of her lip as she turned her gaze to Lucas. He gave her a look so heated it could have melted steel. She allowed herself to look over the maze of tattoos that covered his left shoulder and pecs, as well as down his arm to just above his elbow. It was a unique design, unlike anything she’d seen before.
Without thinking, she raised her hand and traced the design that looked almost like brambles, as if they were sharp enough to pierce her skin and draw blood. When she looked into his eyes, the dominance in him was unmistakable. Lucas lowered his head and captured her mouth with his.
The move was unexpected, catching her off guard. But within moments, she was returning his kiss, tasting the male flavor of him, letting him draw her tongue into his mouth and sucking on it.
When he raised his head, she felt out of breath, but Kane didn’t give her time to recover. He cupped her cheek in his big hand and forced her to look at him. For a second she wondered what people around them might think to see her kissing two men, but in the next second she didn’t care. She kissed him back with as much passion as she’d kissed Lucas.
Kane parted his lips from hers and she forced her gaze from him to Lucas. She glanced down at her bikini top, where he was looking, and saw her large, prominent nipples raising the fabric.
Lucas shifted so that his body shielded part of her, and he eased his hand up her bare skin to the string that kept her top on. He cupped her breast and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger through the fabric.
She gasped at the erotic sensation and the fear that they could be seen. The fear only heightened her arousal and she wanted him, wanted both of them, right now.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby,” Kane murmured as he moved so that he, too, blocked her from view and he cupped her breast. “I think it’s time for some sunblock before you burn up, baby.”
She nodded. The sun wasn’t the only thing that was going to burn her up.
He retrieved the sunblock that was now by her hip and squirted some on her belly. It was warm but his hand was hot as he began rubbing lotion onto her upper body.
Lucas put some of the sunblock on his palm and spread it over each of her legs, all the way down to her feet and toes.
The feel of four masculine hands on her at the same time had her entire body humming with need. The eroticism of their touches had her aching between her thighs and her nipples begging for the kind of attention they weren’t going to get in public. Through slitted eyes she saw three women several feet away, watching, and looking more than envious.
“Roll over.” Lucas’s words were a command and she immediately obeyed, lying with her head to one side, her arms folded above her head.
She gasped when one of the men pulled the strings on the bikini top so that it fell to the beach towel. Her breasts were flat against the towel, so nothing could be seen, but still she felt naked to their gazes.
They continued to rub lotion over her neck, shoulders, and back, then on down to her thighs, the backs of her knees, and her calves.
Every movement of their hands made her nearly crazy. She could picture riding Lucas’s cock as Kane took her from behind, the men filling her pussy and her ass.
She’d had plenty of butt plugs used on her by Master Glenn, and she’d always loved the feel of being taken while the plug was inside her. She’d had fantasies that instead of a plug another man was taking her from behind. But she’d never considered the possibility that her fantasies could come true.
Did she want them to? Did she dare?
When Kane and Lucas finished putting the lotion on Tracie’s body, they took water bottles out of a tote they’d brought with them. She rose up, holding her top over her breasts, long enough to take a long drink of icy cold water that Kane put to her lips. She lowered herself back down so that her breasts were covered and wondered why the men washed their hands before they settled on their towels to either side of her. Her face was turned to her right, so she found herself looking into Lucas’s almost serious dark eyes.
He moved his finger over her lips and she parted them. He slid his finger into her mouth and she understood why he’d washed his hands. She sucked, drawing him in and applying pressure as if she was sucking his cock. She lightly scraped her teeth along his finger, tasting the salty skin.
The fierce intensity in his eyes told her all she needed to know. He was picturing her going down on him, imagining her mouth was on his cock instead of his finger. She glanced at his swim trunks and saw the hard ridge of his erection against the material.
When he slipped his finger from her mouth, she turned her head on the towel so that she was facing Kane. He touched her face, trailing his finger along her hairline down to her chin. She moved her head enough that she could take his finger into her mouth. She gave it the same attention she’d given Lucas’s, and Kane groaned aloud.
“Why don’t you rest a bit?” Kane slipped his finger from her mouth. “I’ll get us something for lunch. Lucas can keep you company.”
“All right.” She watched his muscles flex as he stood, his big body once again blocking the sunlight.
He pulled a T-shirt out of the beach tote he and Lucas had brought with them. She sighed as she watched his powerful body as he shrugged into the shirt. He reached into the tote again, pulled out a wallet, and slid it into the pocket of his trunks. He winked at her before taking off, trudging through the sand toward the hotel. That little wink sent tickles through
her belly that added to her desire for him.
She felt a hand rubbing slow circles on her back and turned her head so that she was now looking at Lucas, her opposite cheek on the towel. The look in his eyes was as intense as ever, but there was something else she hadn’t seen before. He was certainly magnificent with his dark eyes and an expression that reminded her of the dark lover that came to her in her sleep.
“Close your eyes.” The command was gentle, but a command nonetheless.
She obeyed, let out her breath in a long exhale before breathing deeply again. The warm sun made her drowsy, and before she knew it she was slipping away into a relaxed sleep.
Tracie woke to hands applying lotion to her backside, four sensual hands that made her body come alive and brought her fully awake. A hand dipped down to brush the side of her breast that was flattened against the beach towel. The touch was sensual, as was the hand that rubbed between her thighs, lightly brushing the strip of the bikini panties that covered her folds.
She blinked open her eyes to see Lucas watching her again. “Ready for lunch?” His tone was so deep and masculine. She loved the sound of his voice.
“Yes.” She nodded, her cheek brushing the soft terry cloth towel. “But I think someone should tie my bikini top so I can sit up.”
The glimmer of a smile twitched the corner of his mouth, at least she thought it did, but she wasn’t sure. He turned his attention to her bikini and she felt his strong fingers on her back as he tied the strings that held the top up around her neck, and then the string that secured it around her back.
She rolled over and blinked as the bright sunlight hit her eyes. Kane handed her the pair of sunglasses she’d taken off when they had first arrived and she’d wanted to get a good look at their delicious bodies. Each of the men slipped on his sunglasses as she pushed hers up the bridge of her nose. The sun was bright, but the men had adjusted the large umbrella so that all three of them were mostly under its shade.
Kane unpacked a picnic basket filled with fruits, cheeses, sausages, and crackers, all boxed up for the beach. Tracie’s belly rumbled as she pushed herself to a seated position.
She reached for a bottle of water that Lucas had set on the towel. She brought it to her lips and took a long drink. A few droplets of water rolled down her chin and made their way to her chest and down between her breasts. She set the bottle aside and saw the two men watching the water droplets slide down her skin, and she held back a smile.
Her body felt warm from the sun, a light coating of perspiration on her skin. She noticed the slight sheen of sweat on Kane’s and Lucas’s skin, too.
Kane turned away and she saw a tattoo of an eagle feather she hadn’t yet had the opportunity to see on the back of his right shoulder.
Lucas touched her chin with one finger and brought her attention to him. When she was looking at her reflection in his sunglasses, he brought a green grape to her lips.
“Open up.” He pushed the grape into her mouth.
She took it from him and the sweet taste burst on her tongue as she bit down on it. He bit into a grape and she watched him chew it. He put a piece of Havarti cheese on a sesame wheat cracker and raised it to her lips. She bit into the cracker and cheese, her eyes never leaving his face. It somehow tasted better than anything she’d ever eaten before.
Kane joined them, and when she’d eaten the cracker with cheese, he took a strawberry and fed it to her. The strawberry was sweet and she licked the juice from his fingers. He had a pained expression as she sucked his finger again.
Having two men feed her was the most sensual, erotic experience she could remember experiencing. They took bites of fruit, crackers, meat, and cheese, in between feeding her. When Kane had a cracker crumb at the corner of his mouth, she reached up and brushed the crumb away. He captured her hand in his and kissed each of her fingers.
The ache in her nipples and between her thighs magnified as the two Doms drew out her passion and desire for them, and it was clear they were intentionally driving her to distraction.
When they finished feeding her, she wanted them to take her to their room so badly she could almost scream from frustration. Yet at the same time she had the urge to run. She was used to men leaving… What if she fell for these two men and they both left her? Could she handle that?
She mentally shook her head. She was getting way ahead of herself.
“Why don’t we go for a swim?” Kane got to his feet and held his hand out to Tracie.
She took it as she smiled at him. A swim would cool her down, which would be a good thing. “Sounds terrific.”
Kane held her hand as they walked to where the waves broke against the shore, Lucas on the other side of her. She wondered how many people had watched the two men putting lotion on her, kissing her, feeding her. It had to be clear to anyone who might be paying attention that she was engaged in a threesome.
Well, not really.
Not yet.
She pounded the thoughts out of her mind and let herself enjoy walking into the water with both men. When the water reached her waist, she let go of Kane’s hand and dove in. When she came back up, several feet from shore, she flung her wet hair out of her face and looked for Lucas and Kane. They were gone one moment and the next they surfaced, one to either side of her.
She grinned. She loved the feel of the water on her skin, the taste of salt that had gotten into her mouth, and the smell of the ocean.
Lucas and Kane moved close to her, and she gasped as the men pinned her between them. She was facing Lucas, the water now up to their necks.
Her heart started pounding as Lucas slid his hands into her bikini top and then he was holding her breasts in his palms. Her eyes widened and her lips parted as he began circling her nipples with his thumbs. It felt so incredibly good that her eyes started to flutter closed.
Lucas pressed himself against her belly as he touched her and she felt the rigidness of his erection through his swim trunks that told her how much he wanted to fuck her.
Kane eased up behind her and she gasped as he slid her bikini bottoms down just far enough to bare her ass in the depths of the water. He pressed his cock to her backside. The combination of the cold water, the hardness of his erection, and the scrape of the material of his swim trunks, were erotic against her bare skin.
Were they going to take her here and now? She wanted them to more than she wanted to breathe. She wrapped her thighs around Lucas’s hips and her arms around his neck, and now his cock was pressed against her center. He was still wearing his swim trunks and she wished he wasn’t. He took her mouth in a fierce kiss as he stopped rubbing her nipples and he pinched them instead. He pinched them hard, giving her a sweet taste of the pain she’d been craving all this time.
The men surrounded her, their big bodies caging her in. She squirmed between them, loving the feel of their cocks pressed against her at the same time.
Just as she thought they were going to take her, Kane stepped back and pulled up her bikini, over her bottom. Lucas arranged her top, covering her breasts. She looked at him, confused. Kane moved to her side so that she could see both of them.
She looked from one man to the other. Why had they stopped? She was so freaking hot that she could barely stand it.
Lucas tucked wet strands of hair behind her ears. “Why don’t we shower and then we’ll take you out for dinner?”
Tracie swallowed. “Why don’t we shower?” likely meant showering together, and that could lead exactly where she’d just wanted to go. But was it the right thing to do?
She closed her eyes tightly, trying to fight her raging hormones and the need to have these men filling her. It was too crazy, too soon. But, God, how she wanted to. She felt a little dizzy from the sun and an intense need for Kane and Lucas.
They studied her, their eyes filled with promise…and dominance. There was no doubt that she would be their submissive, their plaything, and she would love everything about it and every single minute.
S
till, it was somewhat to her surprise when she managed to say, “Okay.”
Lucas pressed his lips to her forehead and gave her a kiss. “Then let’s go.”
Chapter 9
While she walked with Kane and Lucas, Tracie felt sandy, hot, sticky from perspiration, and more than ready for a shower. She could feel the salt from the water on her skin, could smell the scent of the ocean in her hair that hung in damp strings around her face.
The sun had left her lightheaded and her skin heated, making her wonder just how much of the sun’s rays had made it through her sunblock. Now that she was toasty, she might be red enough that it wouldn’t matter if she did blush—no one would be able to tell the difference.
Not only was she feeling the effects of the sun, surf, and sand, she was more turned on than she’d ever been in her life. What she wasn’t sure she was ready for was what might come along with it in the shower or even just going to Kane and Lucas’s suite.
A breeze brushed her cheeks as she walked with the men to their hotel. The men carried her beach tote and umbrella along with their own tote and the lunch basket.
As they headed to the resort, she felt a nervous catch in her throat the entire way. They went through the back entrance of the hotel since they were in bathing suits. She wore a semi-sheer shimmery cover up that Angel had given her as a Christmas gift. It did very little to hide her bikini or her figure and she’d noticed the two men she was with checking her out more than once. If other men looked her over, she was oblivious to them. All she cared about were the two she was with.
Her skin tingled when they reached one of the upper floors and they walked a short distance down a hallway that ended in a pair of double doors. Kane used a keycard to open one of the doors to their room.
Tracie’s lips parted in astonishment as she took in the beautiful and quite large suite. It was finely furnished with tropical themed colors of ocean blue, seaweed green, and cloud white. Elegant couches and armchairs were accompanied with end tables and a coffee table in white. A brilliant bouquet of tropical flowers was on a table behind the couch. White French doors were on either end of the suite.
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