“I’d prefer to save the cuffs for some erotic fun. Besides, you and I both know if we tried anything like that she’d probably rip our dicks off.”
A chuckle escaped Ethan and he glanced in the rearview mirror to peek on her again. “Fine. But, using her as bait? What if it backfires and she gets hurt?”
“Nothing will happen to her,” Javier swore. “And the sooner we take care of this dilemma, the quicker we go back to wooing her. Speaking of which, I got us a suite with a king sized bed and an in-room hot tub.”
“Nice. Remind me when we get back to do something about her damned tiny bed. It has got to go.”
“When you replace it, make sure you get something with a headboard you can latch those handcuffs onto,” murmured Naomi in a sleep tinged voice. “I’ve always thought bondage sounded like fun.” Her husky chuckle made Ethan lose focus and the SUV swerved on the road.
“How much did you hear?” Javier asked, turning sideways to glance at her in the back.
“Enough,” she replied, sitting up with a stretch. “Mmm. I’ve got to say, a hot tub sounds awful good right about now.”
“Want me to climb in the back and give you a massage?” Javier offered.
“I can wait. I wouldn’t want Ethan to feel left out.” Her tone hinted at sensual delights which confused Ethan, who’d grown used to her prickly nature.
“You seem awful calm and relaxed. Shouldn’t you be freaking out?”
“Or demanding your own room?” Javier added.
Naomi leaned forward, an arm propped on each front row seat. “Well, I’ve had some time to think. You know, you’re both not bad, for shifters that is. I guess you could even say I like you.”
“And?” Ethan queried. His hand gripped the steering column tight enough to turn his knuckles white.
“My body really likes you both, and my wolf is just dying to take a bite. So…” She trailed off, and Ethan ignored the road to turn sideways to look at her. Javier aped him and they both stared at her slow, impish smile.
“Sweetheart, you’re killing us here.”
“Oh, well, I was just going to say maybe, once we get to the hotel, we could strip off all our clothes...”
“Yes.”
“Slip into the hot tub.”
“Oh, yes.”
“Javier, you’ll rub my shoulders while my big, old bear here rubs my little feet.”
“Naomi!” The warning in his tone made her smile wider and tired of splitting his gaze between the road and her, Ethan swerved onto the shoulder and slammed the SUV to a stop. The sudden halt flung her forward, but Javier caught her propelled body and dragged her onto his lap.
Ethan pivoted sideways in his seat and growled at the mischief in her eyes. “You’re teasing us again.”
She nodded her head, her sharp white teeth catching her bottom lip as if to contain her humor.
“Are you telling us you’re ready?” Javier asked quietly before nuzzling the skin of her neck.
“If you mean after the body massage I expect you to lick and touch every inch of me, and then take turns fucking me as I mark you, then—”
She never did finish her sentence because Ethan swooped forward and claimed her lips possessively. He couldn’t stop himself, not when she’d finally admitted she wanted them. Wants me. The taste of her made him groan; a sound repeated when she opened her mouth and let his tongue in to twine with hers.
Fire raced through his veins along with a desperate need to claim her. To leave his mark on her skin to show the whole world this delightful female had chosen him. And he in turn belonged to her, forevermore.
He left her delectable mouth to nuzzle the soft skin of her neck, and Javier took his turn, claiming her lips. Ethan’s hands cupped the fullness of her breasts, his thumbs rubbing across her erect points, the friction of material not enough to mask the rising heat of her body. He could also smell it, her musky arousal, a potent ambrosia that made his mouth water for a taste. The windows of the truck steamed up as their arousal mounted.
The blast of an air horn from a passing semi-truck brought Ethan back to reality. He couldn’t, make that wouldn’t claim Naomi on the side of the road in full view of passing traffic. She deserved only the best, in other words, the woman they adored merited a bed—a soft surface where they could explore her body and bring her to rapturous heights before they marked her. I want the moment we join to be memorable and beautiful.
Ethan pulled away and she mewled in loss, her hands reaching out to clutch at him, to draw him back.
“Why are you stopping?” she murmured huskily.
“Our first time with you isn’t going to be in a cramped back seat or on the hood of the truck. We will finish this when we reach a bed. Or at least a private room where we don’t have to worry about an audience or cops showing up to give us a ticket for indecent exposure.” he muttered, unable to resist brushing a knuckle across her straining nipples.
Javier’s hooded eyes peered at him as he let off caressing her ear lobe. “Then we need to get to the hotel pronto.”
“Can’t we just recline the seats?” she asked breathlessly.
“Think of the next forty five minutes as foreplay,” Javier replied. “Because once we get to the hotel, I don’t know how much control we’re going to have for round one.”
“Just how many rounds are we going to have?”
“As many as it takes to make sure we can go at least an hour without a hard on,” Ethan growled. “Now, get that delicious ass of yours in the backseat and stop distracting me, or I won’t be responsible for what happens.”
“Promises, promises,” she muttered clambering into the back.
He couldn’t resist swatting her ass and grinned at her yelp. “Naughty vixen.”
Ethan floored the gas pedal, spraying gravel and got them on the road again. He hummed as he drove, a silly smile plastered to his face. He got the feeling he’d be smiling a lot in the next twenty-four hours, in between bellowing as he came of course.
* * *
The last hour of the road trip seemed to take forever, especially since they’d restricted her to the backseat. Naomi didn’t take her banishment without a fight, though. Sitting there with her legs splayed, she pulled a Francine—who would have probably wiped a tear of mirthful pride—and whispered dirty things. Things that usually would have made her blush, but given her state of arousal just kept her primed. Nasty, yet truthful, words about what she wanted them to do to her, and what she intended to do to them.
“I’m going to get on my knees and see just how much of that giant cock of yours I can take in my mouth, my big bear,” she whispered, her own words titillating her but not as much as the heated looks Ethan kept giving her in the rear view mirror.
To Javier—“Since you seem to love my tits so much, I’m going to lie on my back and you’re going to slide that long prick of yours between them far enough that I can suck the tip.”
Javier let out a noisy breath, but didn’t turn to look at her. “Faster, dude, or I swear I’m going to jack off all over your nice leather seats.”
Naomi barely noticed when they pulled into the hotel. In a flash, she found herself standing on the pavement as Ethan thrust his keys and some bills at the valet to park his SUV and bring in their luggage. Anchored to Ethan’s side by his thick arm, she clung to him in a daze, her need to be with him and Javier overriding everything else. A part of her recognized that her shifter side—AKA the mating urge—was to blame for the urgency of her need, but another good portion of it just had to do with good, old-fashioned lust.
She’d fought her attraction to them for too long at this point. She could no longer deny, even to herself, that she not only wanted their bodies, but also the men themselves. How could she not when they seemed to understand her, to accept her as she was even with all her crazy idiosyncrasies. A heady feeling for someone who’d always assumed she’d have to hide her true nature in order to settle down.
As Javier checked them in, she
dragged Ethan’s face down for a kiss, but he only let her enjoy a brief taste before pulling away. She made a moue of disappointment, only somewhat mollified by his smoldering eyes.
“Just a little longer, baby. Javier’s getting the key.”
True to his word, in moments, she found herself ensconced in an elevator, sandwiched between them. Ethan dipped his head at her urging and let her claim his mouth. She took full advantage sucking on his lower lip and even nibbling it as Javier pressed in from behind, his groin, with his hard shaft, grinding against her ass. She molded herself to Ethan’s front, her whole body afire at the sensation of being caught between them. The only way this could get better is if we were all naked.
Arousal peaking at that thought, she sucked Ethan’s tongue into her mouth, and moaned at the electric sensation such an intimate kiss caused in her body. With a growl, Ethan lifted her off the ground and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Javier chuckled at her eagerness, a sound she felt against her bottom as he dropped to his knees in the elevator. Her position spread her cheeks and gave Javier access to her pussy, which, even clad in her jeans, felt the warmth of his breath as he blew hotly against it.
A bell dinged, and she clung to Ethan as he exited the elevator and strode down the hall. Her arms wound around his neck, toying with his short hair while her lips devoured his hungrily. A click sounded and she opened her eyes at half-mast to see they’d entered a spacious suite. She only had eyes for the large bed, though. Still wrapped around Ethan, his big hands now cupping her buttocks as he carried her, he lowered her backward onto the bed until she hit the mattress. Only then did she reluctantly release her hold on him.
Javier came to stand beside Ethan, and oh, how they took her breath away. Both so handsome in their own right, yet so different.
Thick and muscled with pale skin that tempted her to touch, Ethan towered over her, the solid strength of his beast—my beast—evident, and simmering below the surface. Yet she didn’t fear him. She knew with all of her being, he would never hurt her; although, she didn’t doubt he’d be ferocious in his defense of her. He perhaps lacked the suave actions and words of Javier, but in his simple, shyer way, he made her feel special and dainty, a unique feeling she cherished.
And then there was Javier. Slimmer of build and shorter in stature at just over six foot, his muscles were of the leaner variety, encased in smooth, tanned skin—lickable skin. He moved with the grace of his kind, a jungle cat, barely tamed, who flouted the usual feline ‘love ‘em and leave ‘em’ tradition because of his need for her, and only her. She’d initially feared she would just end up another notch on his infamous belt of conquests, but somehow, during the last week, she’d gotten to know him, to understand how strongly he believed in honor. When he gave his word, he kept it. She no longer feared giving herself to him. Once he committed himself to her, he also would never do anything to hurt her.
They both just wanted a chance to please her—and love her.
The knowledge awed and humbled her. It also fired up her erotic hunger and increased her need to claim them. To mark these men and make them hers. And most exciting—and scary—of all, to freely love them in return.
They watched her with fierce gazes, their lust for her evident, but she could also see their affection. She knew if she said no, even given their current state, they’d respect her wishes and walk away. They wouldn’t force her. The first move had to come from her.
Sitting up on the bed, Naomi held their gaze as she stripped off her shirt and unclasped her bra. Her heavy breasts sprang free, and she cupped them with a coy look.
“Any reason why you’re not getting naked, too?” she asked.
“Are you sure?” Javier replied. Ethan clenched his jaw tight as he waited for her answer.
“Positive,” she replied as she unbuttoned her pants. She laid back and pushed them down over her hips then their hands tangled with hers as they helped her to remove them. Hooking her fingers through the sides of her panties, she watched them swallow hard as she took care of those as well.
Naked—and hornier than hell—she flashed them a sensual smile. “Before you decide to interrupt me again at an inopportune moment, let it be known right now, I intend to claim you both. So stop staring and get to work because I could have sworn you said round one wouldn’t take long and I’m really freakn’ horny.”
Funny how a few small words could get them to tear off their shirts and shuck their pants. Denuded, they revealed two hard and bobbing cocks. How decadent. Wet heat gushed into her cleft, as her body prepared itself for a wild ride.
A question crossed her mind as they both clambered onto the bed, flanking her.
“So this might be a stupid question, but how is this going to work? I mean there are two of you and one of me.”
“You have enough holes to take us both at the same time,” Javier grinned, his hand stroking the length of his shaft, making her mouth water with hunger.
“You mean my mouth and pussy?” she clarified, trembling as Ethan stroked his hand up her thigh, brushing her curls.
Javier reached out a hand and tweaked her nipple before rolling it between his fingers. “Am I to assume you’ve never had a man in your ass?”
Actually, it had never occurred to her to try. She bit her lower lip and shook her head.
“We will save that for another night then. For now, Ethan and I shall take turns plowing your sweet sex. Filling you up with our essence and taking turns marking you. But soon we will introduce you to a true double penetration where I will get your sweet ass and my large friend here, will plow your pussy.”
“At the same time?” Her eyes widened.
“We’ll be gentle,” Ethan promised, dipping his head down to stroke his mouth over the soft skin of her thighs.
She would have answered, but Javier took that same moment to swoop down and nip one of her nipples, making her cry out. His hot mouth sucked the erect tip of her breast, the tug somehow creating a direct sensual link to her pussy, which throbbed in reply. A moan escaped her as warm breath brushed her cleft as Ethan blew on it, teasing her. He flicked his tongue across her clit, and her pelvis arched in reply.
“Stop,” she panted. “I’m too close to coming, and I want to save it for your cocks. You’ve made me wait long enough.”
Two sets of mouths stilled.
“You’re going to kill us,” Javier moaned.
“At least I’ll die happy,” Ethan added.
Pushing up to a sitting position, Naomi decided to take control before she completely lost her mind. Besides, she owed them for driving her wild these past few days. “Oh, shut up and get on your back,” she ordered. “Both of you.”
With a quick look at each other, her men obeyed, rolling onto their backs on either side of her. Their cocks jutted from their loins. Javier’s strained upward, long and curving while Ethan’s stood almost as long but thicker, much thicker than she’d thought possible. Oh my. That’s going to be a tight squeeze. Her channel quivered in anticipation.
“Hands behind your heads,” she continued. Smoldering eyes met hers, but they complied, their stretched arms exposing their muscled chests to perfection. Excitement made her blood pump furiously as she enjoyed her power over them.
Seated between them, she reached out both hands and grasped each of their pricks, chuckling softly at the way they jerked in her grasp. Slowly, she stroked them, up and down, her tight fist feeling every nuance of their shape, and their pulsing arousal. She flicked her gaze back and forth between them, fascinated at the way their corded bodies tightened as they strained to control their desire. She didn’t dare meet their eyes because she knew their heated gaze would burn her up.
Up and down, she shafted them, fascinated as their balls pulled up tight and their thighs clenched in an attempt to restrain themselves. Evidently, they were both more than ready for her, thank god, because she couldn’t wait any longer.
She’d already decided to take Javier’s shaft first, a warm up,
so to speak, for Ethan’s much larger cock. However, how did she make sure Ethan didn’t feel hurt at her choice?
“Um, did you guys happen to decide beforehand who would go first?” she asked nonchalantly.
As if sensing her dilemma, Ethan smiled. “Take Javier first. I want you primed for my dick. And don’t worry about hurting my feelings. I like to watch.” He winked and she almost went cross eyed at his words. Somehow, she hadn’t clued in that whatever she did with one would provide visual entertainment for the other. The idea titillated her.
Unable to wait any longer, she straddled Javier’s hips, lowering herself just enough for the tip of his cock to nudge at her moist lips. She reached down and grabbed a hold of his prick, rubbing the swollen head against her clit. A shudder went through her as the pressure made her pussy clench.
“Sweetheart,” Javier moaned apparently just as tortured by her sexy play.
“What’s wrong, kitty, can’t take a little teasing?” She ran his cock back and forth against her wet slit, her breath catching as she watched his reaction. His muscles tensed under her sensual tease and his eyes closed. Unfortunately, as erotic as he found her actions, it was tenfold for her and she couldn’t keep it up.
Slowly, she lowered herself on his shaft, impaling herself on his length and unable to prevent her channel from gripping him convulsively in a pre-orgasmic quiver.
“Yes,” Javier hissed, his hands finding and digging into her hips. Up he thrust, sliding his shaft the rest of the way home, a delectable move that made her cry out and throw her head back as she absorbed and enjoyed the sensation. It took her a moment to adjust to him and the fiery pleasure imbuing her body, but once she had, she wanted more.
Fully seated on his length, she splayed her hands on his chest and dipped her head forward, sending her long hair swinging in a silken curtain. Javier smiled up at her, a wicked curve of his lips that went well with the smoky desire in his eyes. She wanted to kiss those lips, to taste him on her tongue, but he reached up and tweaked a nipple. Then he pinched it, an intense sensation which made her pussy squeeze around his cock and made her reel with a gasp. She tried to regain control; however, he didn’t give her time to recover. He gyrated his hips and she mewled as it put pressure on her clit. Her nails dug into his chest as she rocked in time to his subtle thrusts, the deep penetration striking a sensitive spot inside her, heightening the intensity of the moment.
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