She gasped and her eyes widened, but only for a moment. She loved the feel of pain in her nipples and she gripped the handkerchief and tie even tighter as she let the pain flow through her.
“You love to have your nipples pinched and played with,” Lucas stated.
She nodded. “Yes.”
Kane moved against her backside, still fully clothed, the material of his suit rough against her bare skin. “She needs a punishment for forgetting to address you correctly.”
Her heart beat faster. She’d forgotten to say sir.
“She certainly does need to be punished.” Lucas sat on the couch and gestured for Tracie to go to him. “Maybe you’ll remember after a good spanking.”
“Yes, sir.” She hadn’t been spanked in so long. Her heart picked up a beat as she wondered how hard he would be on her.
He took her by her hand and guided her so that she was lying across his lap, her ass in the air, his cock hard against her abdomen.
Her body tensed as she waited for the first swat. She cried out with the moment his hand connected with her flesh, the pain causing her ass to sting and her eyes to water.
“Don’t make another sound,” he commanded her.
She hadn’t had a chance to answer or prepare for the next swat when he spanked her again. A cry escaped her before she could bite it back.
“If you won’t be quiet, we will make you.” Lucas spoke as a true Dom would. Authoritative and commanding.
Kane’s powerful bare legs came into view. He had clearly stripped while Lucas had started to spank her. At her angle she couldn’t see any more of him than his legs. But she did see him hand Lucas his blue tie and matching handkerchief.
Lucas took the silver tie and handkerchief from her grip. She forgot she’d been holding them.
He gave her back the handkerchief. “Hold onto this.”
Her heart thudded faster as she clenched it. In the next moment, a tie was forced into her mouth and secured behind her head, gagging her. Her hands were brought roughly behind her and the other tie was used to bind her.
“If you want to stop at any time, just drop the handkerchief,” Lucas said. “Understand?”
She nodded, unable to speak now that she was gagged.
A thrill of excitement traveled through her belly. This was what she had loved so much. All control stripped from her and being forced to do whatever was required of her.
Another swat landed on her ass. The burst of pain turned to instant pleasure and she moaned behind the gag. He swatted her several times more, until her ass was so sensitive and she felt close to climaxing, even though neither of the men was touching her pussy.
Her eyes were watering, but she felt nothing but excitement and pleasure from the pain.
Lucas slid her off of his lap and righted her so that she was on her knees, her hands still bound behind her back, and still gripping the silver handkerchief. She felt a little dizzy as he gripped her shoulders, steadying her.
She looked up at him and then turned her gaze on Kane who stood beside Lucas. Their bodies were incredible, muscled and she loved their tattoos. And their cocks. Different, but both long and thick. At that moment, she wanted to feel those cocks inside her more than anything.
She saw that Kane was holding the blue handkerchief that had clearly been halved into a triangle, then folded so that it was long enough to wrap around her head. He bent in front of her and blindfolded her, taking away her ability to see, speak, or touch.
“Damn, but you look so fucking hot.” Lucas grasped her nipples and pinched them, sending bursts of pleasure through her. “I can’t wait to put nipple clamps on you and take control in a way that will make you beg for mercy at the same time you beg for more.”
Yes, more. She didn’t want them to stop like her dream lover always did. She wanted more and she wanted it now.
Lucas released her nipples and she felt the loss of his body heat as he moved away. For several moments they said nothing. Then one of the men removed her gag, but before she even had time to swallow, the other man slid his cock into her mouth and all the way to the back of her throat. She gagged, but he didn’t stop. He gripped her by her hair, pulling it so tight her scalp stung, and forced her to take all of him. She loosened her throat but it wasn’t enough. He was merciless, and she loved it. By his scent, she guessed it was Lucas who had control of her.
When he finally jerked her head back by her hair and took out his cock, she sucked in a lungful of air. Another cock was forced into her mouth before she could take a second breath, and she was sure by his scent that it was Kane. He held her head at the sides, keeping her from moving as he thrust deep.
She was gasping for breath after Kane pulled his cock out of her mouth.
The men each took one of her arms and raised her to her feet before moving her. The backs of her knees hit a chair and she lost her balance and dropped onto the soft cushioned chair.
A pair of large shoulders moved between her thighs, spreading her wide. And then one of the men pulled her head back, such pleasurable pain coming from her scalp. The man between her thighs buried his face against her pussy and she barely held back a cry.
Not knowing who was doing what to her added to the eroticism. Keeping her head pulled back, the man who had her hair pulled back shifted and then he was pinching one of her nipples and sucking the other. She knew it had to be Kane, their individual scents now distinct in her mind.
She was on the edge of madness, of losing her mind to everything they were doing to her. She twisted, bucking her hips against Lucas’s face as she tried to keep whimpers from escaping her.
“Are you close?” Kane asked.
“Yes.” She forced out the word. “Yes, sir.”
Lucas stopped licking her pussy. Kane released her hair and her nipple.
Tracie almost screamed. She knew exactly what they were doing. They were withholding her orgasm, controlling her until they were ready for her to come, and God knew when that would happen. Even though she knew why, she couldn’t help the frustration and need that was so close to exploding inside her.
One of the men scooped her up and she felt her heart drop from the unexpected movement. By his scent, she was sure it was Lucas who was holding her naked body next to his bare flesh. She wanted to see them, but she didn’t dare ask because she knew they’d withhold that from her for an even longer time.
Cool air brushed her skin as she was carried. She felt a subtle change in scent and a feel to the air as she knew she was being taken to one of the bedrooms. She was directionally challenged at the moment, so she wasn’t sure which bedroom she was in now. The fact that she was in a bedroom at all sent more thrills through her. This was it. Both men were going to take her.
She was settled onto her feet and because Lucas was still holding her, she knew that it was Kane who unbound her wrists. He rubbed them to make sure blood was circulating. She almost dropped the silver handkerchief that she was still holding. She’d completely forgotten about it.
Kane untied the blindfold from behind and she blinked as her vision came back to her. She looked up into Lucas’s dark eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her. She slid her hands up his chest, feeling the strength and power in him as he held her in his arms and pressed his cock against her belly.
The smell of sex was strong as her pussy flooded with even more moisture when Kane moved his body flush against her backside. His erection was as hard as Lucas’s and she quivered with desire.
Lucas was still kissing her as he picked her up. He broke the kiss as he laid her on her back at the center of the bed. He took off each of her silver heels and dropped them on the floor before he slid onto the bed on one side of her while Kane moved onto the mattress on her other side.
Both men moved their mouths and hands over her body. She became lost in the sensations. They kissed her throat, the back of her neck, her nipples, the base of her spine, her mound, and the backs of her knees. She’d never experienced anything like it and knew
she never would again. Two men who desired to pleasure her beyond madness and all reason.
“I want to be inside you.” Lucas pulled her on top of him so that she was straddling his hips, his cock against her folds.
“And I want to take you in the ass.” Kane came up behind Tracie and rubbed his cock against her ass cheeks.
She tensed. She’d never taken the plugs without any lube before.
“Don’t worry, babe.” Kane rubbed the tight hole. “I have lube.”
Lucas pushed her hair over her shoulder as his dark eyes drew her in. “What do you want from us, Tracie? Say it.”
“I want you both to fuck me.” She swallowed. “Fuck my pussy, Master Lucas. Fuck my ass, Master Kane.” She heard the tremble in her voice. “Please.”
Kane reached around Tracie and handed Lucas a foil packet. Her belly fluttered as she watched him tear it open then take out the condom and roll it over his cock. She heard the same sounds behind her as Kane opened his own packet.
“Get ready to slide down on my cock, but wait for Kane,” Lucas said in a dominant tone.
She grasped his cock and put it at the entrance to her core as Kane pushed her forward. She braced one hand on the bed, her heart fluttering as he put cool gel on her anus. He slipped his finger inside with more gel.
“Damn, how I love your ass.” Kane widened her ass cheeks, pulling them apart. When he pressed his cock against her anus, she held her breath.
“Now,” Kane commanded. “Fuck her now.”
Lucas pushed up, driving his erection into her at the same time Kane pushed his cock into her ass.
Tracie couldn’t help the cry that came from her throat at the feel of the two men penetrating her at the same time.
“Oh. My. God.” She saw stars for a moment as both men remained still inside her, waiting for her to become accustomed to their sizes. She was grateful that she’d had plenty of large dildos in her ass because she knew she wouldn’t have been able to take Kane as easily if she hadn’t.
Both men started moving in and out of her in a slow, even pace. It was all she’d ever thought it would be, yet at the same time far more than she’d imagined. She felt so overwhelmed by so much pleasure that it was almost too much to bear. How could anyone take such exquisite feelings like this? She thought she might lose her mind as their naked bodies rubbed together at the same time they took her.
The men began fucking her at a faster pace, moving in out, the lengths of their cocks sliding almost all the way before they buried themselves all the way to the hilt again.
The thunderstorm of an orgasm building inside her was fast becoming a hurricane of sensations. The big male bodies taking her, surrounding her, controlling her, were now a part of her that she never wanted to let go.
Her mind spun, graying as if storm clouds filled her eyesight.
“I’m going to come.” Her words came out shaky. “I can’t stop it.”
“Come, baby.” Kane murmured the words close to her ear before pulling back and saying it louder, in a clear command, “Come now, Tracie.”
The men slammed into her harder and she came so hard, a torrent of feelings swirling in her mind, making her feel as if her entire body was being swept away by a storm to end all storms. Lightning cut through her mind behind her eyelids and she screamed, a loud pleasure-filled scream that she could never have held back.
She shuddered, her core clamping around Lucas’s erection, her ass tight around Kane’s cock. Her pussy contracted, squeezing Lucas’s cock.
He let out a sound between a shout and a growl as he climaxed. She felt his cock throb inside her and the feeling drew out her own orgasm. Even after Lucas came, Kane continued to pump in and out of her ass before he let loose with a cry that might have rattled the windows like the fierce winds of a storm. The pulse of his cock in her ass made her pussy even more sensitive and she didn’t think her orgasm would ever fully end.
Several moments later, Kane kept his cock in her ass as he rolled onto his side. Lucas moved with them, keeping his cock inside Tracie’s pussy.
Her hair felt damp with sweat, a sheen of perspiration on her skin. The men’s bodies were hot too but the heat somehow made her feel complete as did the cocks inside her.
She sighed and snuggled against both men, never wanting them to let her go.
Chapter 12
When Tracie woke she felt disoriented, her mind muddled. She felt boxed in. Secure, yet overwhelmed at the same time.
Slowly her mind registered where she was and what she’d just done.
She’d been with two men. At the same time. Two men she’d only known for two days.
Her heart thudded. Both strong, muscular men held her secure between their hard bodies and she knew there was no way she was getting out of that bed without waking at least one of them.
Then it hit her. She had a flight back to LAX and then La Guardia this morning. Her mind had been so lust-filled that it hadn’t even clicked with her that she was leaving the next day. She’d never really thought she’d be spending the night with the two men. Or maybe she had, but whatever the case, she had to get to work.
She rose up just enough to see the bedside clock. Damn, her flight left in two hours. She still had to get back to her hotel, shower, gather her things, and get to the airport.
Trying to keep from waking the men would be impossible, so she wriggled out of their grasps the best she could.
Kane’s hand snapped out and caught her by her wrist. “Where do you think you’re going?” He didn’t sound like he’d been sleeping. His voice was firm and alert.
“I have a flight that leaves in two hours.” She pulled her arm away from his grasp. “I’ve got to hurry.”
Kane released her and sat up in bed. “We’ll get you to your hotel.”
“No.” She said it firmly but felt almost hysterical. “I need to go alone.”
He looked at her a long moment before giving a nod, seeming to understand her need.
Lucas put his hand on her thigh from her other side. “We’ll have our driver take you.”
Her first instinct was to argue, not wanting to take anything from them, but instead she nodded. “Thank you.”
She slid down to the foot of the bed and immediately went to her beach bag, which was sitting on a chair in the room and where she had stuffed a pair of shorts and a tank top. Her bathing suit was in the bathroom where she had rinsed it and hung it over the shower stall to dry. She’d grab it before she left.
Lucas took his cell phone off the nightstand next to him and pressed a number before bringing it to his ear. Likely he was calling their driver.
Kane picked up the silver purse and removed her keycard and ID. He handed both to her. “Are you sure we can’t help?”
“No.” She tossed both into her beach bag. “I don’t need help.” She pulled on the clean panties out of her bag, along with a bra. “I’ve got this.”
She was hyper aware of the men watching her as she dressed. She hurried into the bathroom, grabbed her bathing suit and in moments was back in the bedroom stuffing her suit into her beach bag. Both men were sitting on the foot of the bed when she returned. She slid her feet into her sandals.
Kane got up and went to her. “We’ll call you tonight.”
She straightened. She wasn’t sure she would talk with them, but agreed so that they wouldn’t argue with her. “Call me tomorrow.”
Lucas moved closer. She hadn’t realized he’d gotten up from the bed. “Tracie—” he started.
She cut him off, holding her hand up as she spoke in a clear, decisive tone. “Give me that.”
Lucas studied her as Kane said, “Then we’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
She hooked her beach bag over her shoulder. Through the sheer curtains covering the sliding glass door that led to the balcony she saw the sun rising. “I’ve got to go.”
Lucas looked like he didn’t want to let her leave. “The driver should be waiting for you.”
Kane sta
rted to take her by her shoulders, clearly intending to kiss her, but she shook her head. “No.” The word came out brief and final. “Thank you, but I can find my own way out.”
He lowered his hands. “Tomorrow then.”
She said nothing, just spun around, walking through the open bedroom door and straight for the door that would take her out of the suite.
Everything in her mind was a blur as she hurried through the door and it closed with a decisive thunk and click. She made it to the bank of elevators, her heart pounding and tears threatening at the backs of her eyes. She didn’t know why she wanted to cry but the tears were there, hovering and ready to spill.
She swallowed back the feelings. The night with Kane and Lucas had left her so overwhelmed and over stimulated that her body was going crazy. Her mind was right there, too.
When the elevator reached the lobby, she almost ran to the imposing glass doors, but she managed to maintain her composure. She tilted her chin and walked out as if she hadn’t just spent the night being fucked by two men.
She could still feel the memory of their cocks in her ass and her core and she felt a tingling sensation from her abdomen to her pussy. Heat made her whole body warm at the memories, and she hoped the doorman couldn’t see her blushing in the early morning light.
The same driver who had driven her, Lucas, and Kane was with a sleek black Mercedes this time and he held the door open. She told herself she was not going to be embarrassed due to the fact that the man had to know she’d spent the night with Lucas and Kane.
She nodded to the chauffeur. “Thank you.”
He gave a bow at the shoulders and she slid inside the car before he shut the door behind her.
The drive to the Embassy Suites took two minutes. The driver opened the door for her again, allowing her to climb out. “I will take you to the airport, ma’am.”
She gave a strained smile. “I’ll be about fifteen minutes, is that all right?”
He gave another slight bow. “Take your time, ma’am.”
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