Anthology - Threefold

by Desiree Holt

  Parker tsked at her, rubbing his hand on her ass beside Donovan’s. “That’s an extra two smacks for lying to us.”

  “Who says I’m lying,” she challenged.

  “This…”

  Faith cried out as Parker sank two fingers deep inside her, rubbing her G-spot as he slowly withdrew only to slam home again. Even with the rain beating on the windows and the wind howling in the background, she could hear the frothy sounds of his fingers sliding through her juices as he worked his fingers back and forth, making her squirm on their laps.

  “You’re so wet,” he praised. “Damn, I want to eat you again.”

  “Soon,” promised Donovan. “But first we have a surprise for you.”

  “What kind of—”

  Her words cut off when she felt something cold press against her ass. Donovan had touched her there before, but he’d never tried to penetrate her with anything other than his finger.

  “Easy, darling,” he soothed. “We just want you to get used to the sensation of having something in there. Parker’s going to put a plug inside you. All you have to do is relax and take a nice big breath.”

  She tried to do as he asked, but her breath failed when Parker probed his finger against her pucker, slipping the tip inside her. A growl she didn’t recognise purged from her throat when he sank it deeper, caressing her hot channel until he was fully seated.

  “Sweet heavens, but you’re tight,” moaned Parker. “God, I’m not sure my cock will be able to stand the pressure.”

  She couldn’t reply, every thought focused on the slow progression of his finger through her ass. He took his time, pausing to add more lubrication then penetrating her again, this time with two fingers.

  “Oh, God.”

  The words broke free and she wanted to slap the men the moment their joint chuckles wavered through the air. She didn’t want them to know how erotic and hot the game was.

  They had too much control over her already.

  “You can’t hide your arousal from us, darling,” teased Donovan. “It’s dripping down your thighs.”

  She moaned when he gathered some of her cream off her inner thighs, swirling it around her clit before sinking it inside her, making her feel full. God, if just their fingers felt thick, how the hell would she ever take both their cocks?

  “By the time you’re ready to take both of us, you won’t be worried about whether or not we’ll fit,” whispered Parker. “But we’re not there yet.”

  Parker removed his fingers and she wanted to scream at his withdrawal, instantly missing the full feeling in her ass. She thought about twisting around, but stilled when something larger pushed against her anus, the tip tapered and smooth.

  “I’ve been saving this for a special occasion,” rasped Parker. “One I never thought would come to fruition, until that night Donovan finally brought you home, and I knew you were the one.”

  His voice was thick and she could tell he was holding back his emotions.

  “Take a deep breath, sweetheart, and blow it out slowly.”

  She did as he asked, too moved by his outward display of affection to deny him the pleasure of her body. She felt the plug ease past her outer muscles, sliding into her with slow, steady pressure. The full feeling increased, but it was soon replaced by a more primal need.

  She wanted him to move…now.

  “Please. Fuck me.”

  “Not quite yet, darling,” said Donovan, removing his finger from her pussy to smooth along her ass. “You’ve still got your punishment to take.”

  “Punishment? What the hell are you talking about?”

  “Your spanking for walking out on me without allowing me to explain. Your punishment for pretending we don’t know what pleases you.” His breath curled across her shoulder and she tensed as he nipped at her skin. “Haven’t you always wondered what it’d be like to be spanked? To be completely at someone else’s mercy?”

  She thought about denying the claim, but didn’t think she’d be able to pull it off. “Yes,”

  she rasped, feeling the truth of the statement sink into her. This is what she secretly craved. A man…two men who could release her inner vixen and make all her fantasies come true.

  Donovan had started the journey just before she’d bolted on him, and she had a feeling the two of them were going to pick up where he’d left off.

  “Good girl. And for telling the truth, we’ll only spank you an extra four times.”

  “Extra, but…”

  Her voice keened into a wail as his hand connected with her flesh, the sharp slap echoing through the room. She clenched her inner muscles, moaning when her ass tightened on the plug.

  “Ah, fuck, Faith. You look so hot clamping around the plug.” Parker pulled the toy back, then pushed it in again, locking it against her ass. “Now let’s see how you like being spanked while I’m fucking your ass with the plug.”

  Faith screamed through six more whacks, her body exploding into shards of light. The combination of the slight sting coupled with the intense pressure of the plug sent her careening over the edge, shooting the pleasure from her ass into her core. She’d never dreamt she could come that way.

  “You’re so beautiful when you come,” said Donovan, smoothing his hand over her warm flesh. “Now I want to watch you and Parker make love.”

  Faith snagged her lip as the men lifted her up and carried her to the bed, placing her gently on the sheets. Parker climbed on first as Donovan sat on the edge, his cock jutting out from between his legs. It was thick and heavy, the large vein throbbing beneath the skin to the same fast beat of his heart. She reached for it, but he brushed her hand away.

  “I want to watch the two of you.”

  “But I thought this was about the three of us?” she parried, not sure if being with only one of them would spark a scene.

  Donovan’s genuine smile clenched her heart. “It’s not a competition, darling. Neither of us is going to keep score. We’re all a partnership, which means there’re no limitations or restrictions on our love. Whether we’re together or one-on-one, it’s still us. ”

  He moved forward, taking her lips in his, showing her in a single act that his love was secure and that nothing could topple it. She gave herself over to him, returning his passion, praying he could feel her love in return. For a moment, the world dissolved into the heat of their kiss, before Donovan pulled back, dropping a quick peck on her nose. He nodded at Parker. “You’ve had over a year with me. Don’t you think it’s time you connected with your other soul mate?”

  She swallowed past the thick feeling in her throat and turned to Parker, taking the hand he offered as she pulled him towards her, his cock already encased in a condom. She couldn’t wait until the summer was over and she could leave the camp…love them like she wanted to without doubts or barriers. She wanted a chance to give their new-found partnership a try.

  Parker smiled as he knelt between her legs, his gaze drinking in every detail as he nudged her thighs wider, tilting his head to get a better look at her sex. “Your pussy is so pretty. I love how it brings you so much pleasure.” He drew a single finger through her slit, raising his finger to his mouth to suck it clean. “You taste like strawberry wine and honey.”

  He dipped down and licked a quick path through her cleft. “Damn, I could eat you forever.

  But I can’t wait to love you…the way I’ve wanted to for all those months.”

  Parker lowered onto her, his strong body pushing her into the mattress. She loved feeling his weight on top of her, his large body making her feel small and feminine. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Donovan watching them, his eyes glassy and wide. He winked at her and she smiled, opening her lips for Parker when he drew her face back and thrust his tongue inside, shadowing every inch of her mouth. He tasted like the thunder and lightning still raging outside and she lost herself in the feel of his skin against hers. He pulled back when her lungs started to burn but never took his eyes off her as he probed her chann
el as if asking for permission.

  Faith nodded and wrapped her legs around his back, sinking the first inch inside her.

  Fire erupted in her sex as he buried his width inside her, tunnelling through her tender tissues until his sac slapped against her butt.

  “You’re so tight with that plug still inside you. God, I’ve never felt anything so delicious.”

  Parker rotated his hips, grinding his pelvis against her clit before slowly retreating, leaving her wanting more. He hovered at the edge, only the crown still inside then he inched back in, his eyes closing on a groan.

  Emotions she couldn’t explain rioted through her, and she pulled him close to her, needing to feel every inch of their skin touching. He seemed to sense her heightened awareness and kept his pace slow, melding their bodies together in a way that sealed his heart to hers. A single tear ran down her cheek, and she knew she’d never be the same.

  Whether it was conventional or not, she’d fallen in love with two men, and her heart would never be able to separate the emotion into sides.

  Faith clung to him, arms cinched around his back, her legs locked behind his tailbone as he moved within her, the steady motion tightening the coil contracting in her stomach. Every long thrust in wound it tighter, every deep retreat left her empty and needy. Her heart kicked into a shaky rhythm, and she reached one hand out to Donovan, needing to feel his presence as well. Questions tumbled in her head, but she didn’t stop to consider them as Donovan’s hand wrapped around hers at the same moment Parker thrust deep, sending her over the edge.

  He cried out above her as his hips jerked to the same cadence as her breath. Black dots threatened to pull her under, and she felt the world spin until Donovan tightened his grip, anchoring her. She tilted her head, a fresh wash of tears staining her cheeks as their eyes met, the love in his stealing the last of her strength. Her last thought was how soft Parker’s lips were as he kissed her to sleep, his whisper of love following her into the darkness.

  Parker stared at Faith already asleep beneath him and thought his heart would burst through his chest. “She’s so damn beautiful,” he murmured, pulling the plug and his weakening erection from her as he brushed his thumb along her cheek. He stilled. “Oh God.

  Did I hurt her?”

  Fear and pain collided as the thought made him nauseous. His body tensed as he looked at Donovan, surprised by the strange look on his face. “What? Is she okay? Did I do something wrong?”

  “Quite the contrary,” said Donovan, looking down at where her hand still rested in his.

  “You did everything right.”

  Parker furrowed his brow, flicking his gaze between the two. “So the…tears…are a good thing?”

  “It means she feels complete.” Donovan paused, then looked him in the eyes. “It means she wants this, as much as we do.”

  Relief flooded Parker’s system. He glanced back at Faith, watching her chest rise gently in her sleep. He’d never felt this way about anyone, and just thinking she might feel the same…

  “Shove over, will ya?” said Donovan. “It’s late, and I have a feeling we all should get some rest.”

  Parker smiled at the devious gleam in his friend’s eyes and shuffled to the far side, curling Faith’s back into his chest. She huffed in her sleep, burrowing against his body until his cock peaked again, then drifted back, a small sigh ruffling the hairs around her face. God help him, but she was surely going to be the death of him, and his cock. He sighed, pushed his new erection against her ass and drifted off.

  Chapter Five

  Faith woke to the grey light of dawn filtering through the window, creating a patchwork of muted shadows along the floor. A strong wind still rattled the windows, but the pattering sound of rain was gone. She took a deep breath, drinking in the spicy aroma of men and sex. It was infused throughout the room, and she wondered if it’d dissipate before the new crew came to work on the drill. If they’d have any idea what had transpired within the thin walls.

  A smile crept across her lips at the delicious memories of last night. She’d never thought she’d feel so entranced by a man, other than Donovan, but she’d been wrong. Parker was every bit Donovan’s counterpart, eliciting reactions and emotions she hadn’t known existed. Making love to Parker, with Donovan watching, his hand twined with hers had completed the circle, and she’d finally understood what they’d been trying to tell her.

  Whatever had happened to the men that fateful night was more than just a memory. It was soul deep, and she knew loving one, meant loving both.

  The notion eased the worries still churning in her head. For now, she’d just take it a day at a time, and give them all a chance to adjust. Besides, if last night was any indication of the way she’d be spending her foreseeable evenings, she was game to try.

  She felt her cheeks heat at the memory of Donovan and Parker spanking her. How they seemed to move as one, all hands and lips. She’d never imagined having her ass paddled would be such a turn-on, but then she’d never ventured outside regular conventions.

  “You’ve made one hell of a leap now, girl,” she whispered to herself, untangling her limbs from the men. She needed to visit the little girl’s room before her bladder exploded.

  Donovan huffed as she eased over his hard body, pausing to glance at his groin. His cock was hard again, or maybe still, and she thought about waking him with her lips wrapped around his straining flesh, the head lodged deep in her throat.

  Her pussy quivered, but the sensation was tempered by the urgent pressure building in her groin. She sighed. She’d make the obligatory trip outside, then come back and treat herself to a very delicious breakfast.

  Wild abandon filled her heart as she slipped on her clothes, padded to the door and stepped out, shivering against the cold wind swirling across the clearing. Seasons changed quickly up here, and while summer had stayed on longer than usual this year, the first snowfall was bound to show up soon. The wind already had a crisp bite to it, and she could smell the distinctive scent of snow in the air.

  Faith wrapped her arms around her chest, shot the chopper a quick glance and darted across the clearing, heading for a thin path of trees on the other side of the cabin. She’d have to do a thorough inspection before she thought about getting the helicopter airborne, but at least it didn’t look like the storm had done any damage. She slowed as she reached the thicket, wading through the underbrush until she found a suitable place. The company would have a portable slung out once the men started drilling, but a soft spot amidst the trees was more than sufficient.

  She did her business, cursing the strong breeze that constantly whipped her hair across her face, and headed back, eager to indulge in more fantasies. If she was quick, she might be able to snag some supplies out of the helicopter before the men woke up. And after their little

  “game” last night, she was more than ready for her payback.

  Faith stepped into the clearing, her thoughts focused on how the men would look tied to the bed, their strong bodies stretched across the duvet. She could picture their cocks, hard and thick, jutting majestically up from their groins, the thin slits already coated with pearly fluid. She still hadn’t gotten a chance to taste Donovan…a wrong she intended to right as soon as she had him at her mercy. She smiled, and headed for the helicopter when a branch snapped near the cabin.

  She stopped, brushing her hair back from her face again, just as an animal padded around the edge of the building, its large, shaggy head swinging from side to side. It snorted and pawed the ground, scenting the air as it lifted its head and growled.

  Faith held her ground, glancing towards the helicopter. It was a good fifty feet away and about twenty too far for her to make before the grizzly would be on her. She stayed still, gauging her options. There was always the chance it’d move on and ignore her, though that thought seemed unlikely when it reared up on its hind legs, bellowing at the gusting wind.

  She raised her hands, murmuring soothing words as she slowl
y inched sideways. If she could disappear behind her end of the cabin, she might be able to make a run for one of the windows. Sweat beaded on her forehead, despite the biting cold. The grizzly growled again and loped several feet closer, its heavy breath visible in the early morning chill. She stopped, wondering if she should just make a run for it when Parker appeared around the far side of the building, his back pressed against the wood. She could only watch as he inched towards the corner, his hand held up, warning her not to move. He nodded when he reached the edge, his long hair blowing wildly in the wind. Then he popped out from behind the wood, waving his hands in the air as he stepped between her and the bear.

  “Move, Faith. Get behind me.”

  Faith took a step, jumping when the grizzly roared and pounded the ground, apparently confused by Parker’s sudden appearance. He shouted at the animal, stomping his feet before yelling at her to go. She followed his lead, sidestepping towards him, keeping her gaze riveted to the agitated beast. It seemed hesitant, but that wouldn’t last long. She was still a few feet away when the bear charged, racing at them with jaws snapping, its strong scent heavy on the gusting breeze.

  She ran, tackling Parker as she threw herself behind the cabin, rolling across the ground with his body clutched in hers. They landed with a firm thud, and the air left her lungs on a gasp of pain. She heard the animal rush past, followed by the sound of paws clawing the ground. She looked up to find it staring down at them, salvia dripping from its muzzle as it huffed out its breath. She looked at the tree line, wondering if they could reach it before the bear caught them, when a deafening blast echoed through the air.

  Faith screamed as a tuft of dirt exploded in front of the bear, blasting bits of mud into the air. She covered her face, choking from the spray of dirt when another round landed, this one a few inches from the grizzly’s paw.

  The bear howled into the wind, shaking its massive head in irritation as it backed up, growling at the hole in the dirt. It sniffed the air, twitching its black lips before finally turning towards the forest and ambling off.