Smoke and Fire_A MFM Firefighter Romance

by Kelli Callahan

  At least they don’t know how far things have gone before. I’ll probably have to open up when the time is right, but we can have a little fun until then.

  I wasn’t sure I would ever be brave enough to trust someone after Adam. I certainly didn’t expect to put myself across someone’s knee so willingly again. The years hadn’t pulled the desire away. It had always lingered beneath the surface, waiting to be reawakened. I had a better understanding of what I liked and what was too much. A spanking certainly wouldn’t break me. I would even like to taste the leather again with someone I could trust, as long as they didn’t take it too far. Those were things I would explore when the time was right. I wasn’t even sure I would be spanked without asking for it. That was okay too. I enjoyed the rest of what we did even more than I enjoyed the spanking.

  I never realized I could enjoy sex that much. I guess I always needed someone that cared about me more than they cared about themselves. Now I have two of them—as long as I don’t screw this up.

  I cleaned up the apartment and managed to avoid starting a fire in the kitchen when I used it for the second time to make dinner. They wouldn’t be home until the next morning, so I set an early alarm and climbed into bed. It was lonely without them. The first night I spent in Trent’s bed was comfortable, but after sharing it with them the previous night, I needed to be in the middle of my two sexy firefighters. I fell asleep thinking of them, wanting to be in their arms again. When the alarm went off, I sat up with a smile on my face. I threw back the covers and ran to the bathroom for a quick shower before getting dressed for the day. I barely got my clothes on when I heard them coming in. They were a little earlier than I expected, so I slid on one shoe and danced down the hallway as I tried to put the other one on.

  “You’re early! I didn’t even get a chance to make coffee!” I finally got my shoe on as I saw them walk in carrying boxes.

  “You’ve got a few minutes. We have a few more boxes to get.” Trent waved to me and turned towards the door.

  “Where are those from?” I walked closer as Chase put his box down.

  “We decided to go ahead and empty your apartment. The report went out—well, technically yesterday now, so they’ll let people start moving back to your floor. It didn’t seem like a good idea to leave your stuff in there with nothing to keep people out but yellow tape.” Chase nodded to me and followed Trent out the door.

  They—got my stuff? Oh no, they got my stuff!

  There was a secret in my apartment—one that I hadn’t really thought about in years. When I got settled into my new place, I put all of the pictures I took from Adam’s house in a box. They went into the top of my closet where I intended them to remain until I had the courage to destroy them. In a way, they became a reminder of what I endured. I looked at them a few times when I first arrived in Chicago, but once I started to rebuild my life, they became lost in my memories. Once Trent and Chase were done bringing my boxes into the apartment I tried to read their faces. They couldn’t hide their expressions. I knew they had seen the photographs. Chase opened one of the boxes, pulled out the box, and dropped it on the counter. There was no way to hide from my past any longer.

  “I promise we didn’t mean to snoop.” Trent exhaled sharply and shook his head. “We had the best of intentions.”

  “What the hell is that?” Chase motioned to the box. “Some of those pictures are downright horrible.”

  “Yeah.” I drew in a quick breath and slowly exhaled. “I guess I have to be honest with you.”

  “The truth would be nice.” Trent nodded and opened the box.

  I realized I didn’t have a choice. The secret I wanted to keep from them, at least until we were more comfortable with what we had, was laid bare once they saw the photographs. We sat down at the kitchen table and I told them the truth. I told them my real name, I told them about Adam, and I confessed my darkest secrets. Once I started talking about it, I realized how badly I actually needed to say those words out loud. They had been trapped in my head and after what we did together, they were already toying with my thoughts. I dug through the box and looked at the photographs for the first time in years. Tears rolled down my face when I saw how severe some of them were. It was easy to forget, even with the scars to remind me, but looking at them with fresh eyes made me remember every time the whip cracked on my flesh—every time I was used for his pleasure.

  “Now I really want to find this son of a bitch and beat the fuck out of him.” Chase let his fingers drum on the table.

  “This guy—he did things to you that were so awful you walked away from your life? You haven’t even spoken to your family since then?” Trent shook his head and I saw anger etched on his face. “Yeah, he needs the shit kicked out of him.”

  “I kept going back for more.” I sighed and stared at the photographs in front of me. “I knew I would keep doing it until he finally took things too far.”

  “Fuck that.” Trent growled angrily. “This man is an asshole. You were a fucking kid. Eighteen? My god. I look back at the choices I made when I was eighteen and wonder what the hell was wrong with me. He was a grown ass man and he knew what he was doing. He groomed you.”

  “Yeah.” Chase nodded. “You were exploring a fantasy and you trusted him to give you a safe place to do it. He broke your trust and made it all about him. That’s not a Dom or a Master, or whatever the fuck they want to be called. That’s just a scumbag.”

  “You’re going back to Glendale.” Trent nodded and started gathering up the photographs. “You’re stronger than the girl that left all those years ago. This asshole shouldn’t keep you from your family. You don’t have to fear him anymore. You have us now.”

  “Yeah.” Chase looked at Trent for a moment and then turned towards me. “We’re going with you.”

  “I don’t know if I’m ready for that.” I shook my head back and forth. “You’re both incredible, and I know I’m safe with you, but I need time to process this. I didn’t expect to have this conversation with you this quickly—hell, we just met.”

  “Whenever you’re ready.” Trent reached over and took my hand. “We’ll be there by your side.”

  “Thank you.” I wrapped my fingers around his hand and reached for Chase.

  “I hope the spanking we gave you wasn’t bad—I would have never suggested a punishment if I knew you had dealt with something like this in the past.” Chase intertwined his hands with mine.

  “No.” I shook my head quickly. “It was exactly what I needed. I never got a chance to explore those fantasies in a safe environment when I was with Adam. You gave me that, and it was incredible.”

  “Good.” Chase let out a sigh of relief. “I was worried about that when I saw those photographs.”

  “We both were.” Trent nodded. “I saw that submissive stare in your eyes and I felt the need, but I was afraid it was misguided.”

  “No.” I twisted my lips into a smile. “Trust me, you don’t know how good it was to be able to experience it without fear. I needed that.”

  “Thank goodness.” Trent smiled and squeezed my hand.

  “But…” My smile got wider. “I enjoyed what we did after it was done a whole lot more, and I’ve been waiting a long time for you two to get home.”

  Their lips were on my body as soon as we got to the bedroom. They were gentle at first, with tender kisses that weren’t as firm as the night before. Four hands pulled at my clothes until I was naked between them. I pushed my ass back and shimmied against Chase’s bulge while I stroked Trent’s cock through his pants. The intensity picked up once they felt my touch, and they started to kiss me harder. Trent pushed me back towards the bed. I turned away from them and crawled on it, spreading my legs so they could see the wetness between them. Trent put his knees on the bed and positioned his glans against my labia while Chase undressed and crawled on the bed in front of me. He moved his hand up and down his shaft as he looked down at me.

  “Why are you two being so gentle? I’m not
a delicate flower.” I looked up at Chase and then back at Trent.

  “Just—hesitation.” Trent sighed and his eyes met mine. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, especially after what you told us.”

  “Yeah.” Chase nodded and I turned my head back towards him. “We care about you—we don’t want you to feel like we’re just using you. We’re nothing like that asshole you told us about.”

  “I’m not that girl anymore.” I shook my head back and forth. “I wouldn’t be here with you if I didn’t want to be. So, for the love of god—slap my ass, pull my hair, and show me how much you want me.”

  There was a moment of tension and silence. A pin could have dropped on the carpet and we would have heard it. The silence was finally broken by the sound of Trent’s hand slapping my ass. A second later, he was pushing his enormous cock inside my pussy. My mouth opened with a gasp and Chase took advantage of it—his dick went between my lips and across my tongue. I swallowed hard, letting my tongue massage the bottom of his shaft while he drove it into my throat. Adam might have been a cruel bastard, but he taught me a few things I would never forget. Those were the good times—and if they had continued, I would have probably never left him. Trent and Chase were nothing like him. They were magnificent and after five years, I realized they were exactly what I needed to purge my past from my memories.

  “So fucking wet—so god damned tight.” Trent growled and his hand came crashing down on my ass again.

  “Oh my god…” Chase gasped and locked his fingers behind my head. “Your mouth is so hot.”

  Trent’s cock pushed deep inside me and then he started to thrust with the same fury I felt the last time we were together. He slammed his dick into my pussy so hard that he rocked me forward with every thrust. That propelled me down Chase’s shaft and every inch of his length went down my throat. The barrier in the back of my throat easily opened for him. The fire inside me raged. I felt the pressure building quick. Trent teased my g-spot, making it roar with desire while Chase kept his cock buried in my throat. Both of them throbbed inside me and after five minutes of intense hammering, I felt Trent begin to pull out. I immediately missed him, especially when Chase removed his cock from my mouth.

  “Time to trade.” Trent kept his hands on my back as he moved around in front of me. “I want to feel those lips wrapped around my cock.”

  “They’re wonderful.” Chase moved down the bed until he was behind me. “But I’m definitely ready for this tight pussy.”

  They were inside me again. Chase pushed his dick deep into my pussy while Trent entered my mouth. I could taste my lust on Trent’s shaft, but I didn’t care. I massaged his cock with my tongue each time he pushed his glans past the barrier in the back of my throat. Chase’s thrusts picked up speed and he stoked the fire. The pressure had relieved some once Trent pulled out, but Chase brought it back. I was about to cum. There was no way I could hold back any longer, even if I wanted to stay suspended on the edge of pleasure forever. I moaned, feeling the muscles in my throat vibrate on Trent’s cock as Chase pushed me over the edge towards an orgasm. My pussy spasmed on his cock and I felt him begin to pulsate.

  “I’ll never get tired of feeling you cum while I’m inside you.” Chase grunted and pushed his dick as deep as it would go.

  “I should have stayed back there a little longer.” Trent chuckled and tangled his hands in my hair until the strands were pulled tight against my scalp. “This is just as good, though.”

  The two of them started to thrust again. Trent’s momentum was faster than it had been before, and Chase was like a jackhammer against my ass. I felt another orgasm building quick, but Chase didn’t stop to enjoy it. He drove himself into me as I spasmed on his shaft. He grunted each time I squeezed his cock and my tightness required him to thrust even harder. I felt him begin to throb and then his glans pulsated. I knew he was about to explode. He held on for a little longer—long enough for Trent to reach the same point. They were going to cum at the same time. I could feel it. Trent drove his cock deep in my throat, pulled back, and I tasted his pre-cum on my tongue.

  “Oh god!” Trent’s hands tightened and pulled my hair a little harder. “I’m about to explode.”

  “Me too!” Chase shifted his weight until his massive frame was resting on my ass while his throbbing cock went deep inside my pussy.

  Trent’s cock was quickly buried in my throat as the first eruption of cum splattered from his glans. I swallowed hard, forcing every drop down my throat. Chase pulsated a couple of times and then the eruption began. He grunted and gasped as his lust rushed into my pussy. The combination sent me over the edge again and I started to orgasm. My spasms milked Chase while Trent continued to cum in my throat. When they were done, they slowly withdrew their cocks and collapsed on either side of me. I fell forward, exhausted as the afterglow consumed me. Their fingers traced my curves and they gently kissed me for several minutes before the three of us finally drifted off to sleep.

  Thirteen

  Trent

  I was exhausted once my lust was satisfied, but I didn’t sleep long. I woke up and rolled to the edge of the bed. Kayla’s breathing didn’t change and Chase was still snoring when I stood up. I walked into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. I knew my body and if I woke up that quickly, I was going to be up for a while. My eyes drifted to the box on the table which was full of Kayla’s pictures. Anger rose up inside me as I thought about the story she told us. If the bastard that hurt her had been in front of me, I would have wrapped my fingers around his throat and squeezed until I watched the life drain from his eyes. Even that was too merciful, but at least it would be over. She deserved closure and I was going to make sure she got it.

  As much as I want to just take matters into my own hand and make the bastard suffer for what he’s done, Kayla has to be strong enough to face him first.

  He had gotten away with things that should have sent him to prison, but I knew how the justice system worked. Kayla might have been his victim, but she was the one that kept going back. He got inside her head and twisted her thoughts until she bent to his will. The scars he left on her beautiful flesh were nothing compared to the ones he left on her soul. I was going to do everything in my power to make that she never felt that way again. There were things she needed, but I would respect her limits. I knew Chase would as well. She was safe with us, and we were never going to let anything else bad happen to her. I might have been conflicted about her at first, but that feeling was gone. I was going to protect Kayla until my last dying breath.

  I never thought Chase and I would end up sharing the same woman longer than one night, but she needs us both.

  I walked back to the bedroom and watched her sleep for a few minutes before walking to the living room and taking a seat on the couch. I scrolled through my phone and read a few news articles. The article about the fire in Kayla’s apartment building had been updated and her reckless behavior was clearly outlined for the world to read. It was going to be hard for her to go back to work where everyone knew what she did. The story would blow over in time, but people would be talking about it. It was too bad she couldn’t just tell them she had been soundly spanked by two firefighters as punishment for what she did, because that would probably shut them up pretty quickly. I heard footsteps behind me and I turned to see Kayla walking down the hallway.

  “You left me.” She walked into the living room and took a seat next to me on the couch.

  “Yeah, I think my body is just used to napping.” I chuckled and tossed my phone on the table in front of me. “You didn’t have to get up.”

  “My mind is racing anyway.” She moved closer and snuggled against my chest. “I spent so long trying to bury everything that happened to me in the back of my mind, but it’s messing with my head again.”

  “I’m sorry.” I sighed and wrapped my arm around her shoulders. “Maybe we should have just burned that box when we found it.”

  “No.” She shook her head back and f
orth. “I’m glad that we were able to talk about it. I knew I would have to tell you everything eventually.”

  “I’m glad there are no secrets—well, I’m assuming so.” I tilted my head to look at her. “Is there anything else we should be worried about?”

  “No.” She grimaced as she looked up at me. “You know the worst about me now.”

  “There’s no shame in what happened to you. You got away and built a new life for yourself. That’s commendable. It shows that regardless of how bad he hurt you, it wasn’t enough to break your spirit.” I pulled Kayla closer so that I could wrap both arms around her.

  “I’ve never seen it like that. I just saw it as an escape. It was necessity, not bravery.” She signed and let her head drop against my shoulder. “Your words mean a lot to me.”

  “Trust me.” I looked down at her and chuckled. “If you were any braver, you’d be running into burning buildings and pulling people out.”

  “I’ll leave that to the heroes like you two.” She finally started to laugh and I felt some of her tension release.

  The beautiful woman in my arms belonged to me. I was not going to let anything happen to her again. I would share her with my best friend, but we would be the last two men that ever touched her. Whatever fantasy she needed, we would give it to her. She would never know fear, but she would certainly know passion. If she needed to be spanked, she would be spanked. If she needed more, we would find a way to make sure she got it in a way that didn’t go further than it needed to go. There were lines that I wouldn’t cross, but I was certain she didn’t want to be the girl in those photographs again. She just needed to explore her kinks without having someone use them against her.

  That will never happen again.