Graham, Jan - Finding Angel [Wylde Shore] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Graham, Jan

  He moaned and Angel felt his cock hit at the back of her mouth, feeling the subtle contractions of her throat swallowing around its head. Pre-cum trickled into her mouth, causing her to cough slightly as he eased back allowing Angel to breathe in before swallowing him deeply again. This time he held her in place longer, her eyes widening as she saw the look of pleasure that filled Daniel’s face. Her throat once again squeezed the head of his penis. She swallowed, allowing a moan of her own arousal to reverberate over his penetration. Daniel steadily increased his pace each time. The deep thrusts slammed into Angel’s throat, causing her to swallow rhythmically around him.

  Angel moaned against Daniel’s erection again as Christian placed three fingers into her open cunt, her body immediately starting to fuck them as Daniel forcefully fucked her face. Angel was shocked as she realised Christian had removed one finger from inside her and was easing the moistened digit into the puckered opening of her arse.

  “No holes barred, baby.” Daniel laughed down at her.

  She struggled to keep her eyes open as a muffled cry of release escaped her as she began to come all over Christian’s thrusting fingers. Daniel released his hold on Angel’s hair and a whimper of disappointment escaped her as he withdrew from her mouth and Christian eased his fingers from her cunt and arse.

  “You didn’t come,” she whimpered breathlessly as Daniel moved away from her.

  “Not yet.” He smiled before moving Angel back toward the centre of the bed and turning her to face the headboard. Angel placed her head on the mattress and tried to wiggle away from Christian as he gently eased two digits into her arse this time.

  “Relax, baby.” Christian placed one hand onto her hip to stop her pulling away.

  She felt cool droplets of lube fall against her skin just above the hole Christian’s fingers were plunging into. She felt the additional lube working its way into the tight spot, making Christian fingers slide in and out easily. Angel let out a soft cry as she began to feel pleasurable sensations drift over her. She saw Daniel move behind her and sighed as Christian’s fingers released her.

  “I don’t want it to hurt,” she said, pressing her face into her hands expecting Daniel to enter her arse.

  “We’d never hurt you, baby,” Daniel replied as Angel felt something hard and slicked with lube press against the slightly relaxed opening of her butt.

  Daniel gently pressed the medium-sized butt plug into the tight hole. Angel let out a cry of discomfort as her fingers clawed at the bedding under her. She felt a slight burn as her arse stretched wider to accommodate the toy before her muscles clenched against its width, holding it inside. Just as Angel was about to complain about the intrusion, she felt Daniel move close behind her and press his cock against the opening of her cunt. He eased into her slowly, allowing Angel to adjust to the fullness now consuming her body. As Daniel began to move into her fully, Angel let out small scream, stilling as Daniel continued pushing his erection against her until she had taken him fully inside her. She could feel the fullness in her arse and the stimulation of the toy on the pleasurable nerve endings around the entrance of the stretched hole. Angel moaned loudly with each thrust of Daniel’s cock. His slowly increasing pace sent tremors of pleasure through her body. Angel clawed the sheets of the bed as she began to push back toward each powerful thrust into her cunt.

  “Yes, more, faster, harder,” Angel cried out as her already sensitised pussy rippled with pleasure.

  Her cunt gripped onto Daniel as he thrust deeper inside her. The walls of her cunt felt tighter than usual around him, she assumed because of the inclusion of the toy in her butt. Every stroke of his erection caressed the tiny bundle of nerves on the front wall of her pussy. Angel screamed as she began to explode with pleasure. She thrust back toward Daniel as she began to come. Her heart raced, and she felt a trickle of perspiration scurry from her neck down toward her chest. Orgasmic waves of heat ran through her body and the muscle of her arse gripped against the toy. The movement of Daniel slamming into her caused the toy to gently thrust as well, increasing the pleasure that engulfed her. Daniel’s body lowered toward her so he could grip her shoulders. His thrusting became more frantic, sending Angel into renewed fervour as she continued to orgasm. She heard the groan of Daniel’s release and felt the heat of his cum spurting into her. Daniel gently pulled Angel sideways onto the mattress, her body quivering as Angel felt his cock slip from inside her. His arm rested on her waist, and he kissed her on the shoulder breathing heavily against her skin.

  “Give me a minute, and one of us could become that toy.”

  “I love the way your mind works, brother.” Angel saw Christian grin at Daniel before addressing her.

  “Are you having a good time, beautiful?” He brushed moist strands of Angel’s hair back from her face before rolling her over so she backed up against him. She mumbled a soft “yes,” not really sure if she was answering his question or simply responding to his touch. The statement was applicable to both.

  Christian gently removed the butt plug. She sighed as the fullness eased from her, and she reached out her hand to touch Daniel. She trailed a fingernail down Daniel’s stomach, circling his belly button before moving lower. Angel smiled to herself as Daniel’s cock twitched in response to her touch. Christian moved closer to her and she felt his penis push between her butt cheeks. Angel giggled quietly as Christian’s fingers rimmed her slightly open arse. She heard the click of the bottle of lube and felt him massaging his erection behind her. Daniel pushed gently on Angel’s legs, getting them to curl upward toward her stomach, causing her cheeks to part slightly, preparing for Christian’s intrusion. She closed her eyes and felt her body stiffen as the head of Christian’s cock pressed at the opening of her arse. She bit her bottom lip and soft moans murmured in her throat.

  “Tell me if you want me to stop, baby. Let me know if it hurts too much,” Christian spoke softly against Angel’s ear as he pressed his hard cock into her arse.

  Angel screamed at the penetration. Even though she hadn’t minded the plug, Christian was considerably bigger. His advance was slow, allowing her arse time to stretch to his size.

  “Relax, baby,” he cooed in her ear.

  “You fucking relax. It’s not your arse,” she yelled as the burn intensified.

  Daniel reached around and laid a quick, hard slap on her butt cheek.

  “Ouch,” Angel protested, glaring at Daniel.

  “Want me to stop?” Christian asked as he stilled his advance.

  “Fuck no,” Angel cried, trapped in limbo between pleasure and pain. “I need more.”

  Christian pressed into her farther. He seemed to be pacing himself according the reaction of Angel’s body that was curled tightly against his. As Angel relaxed and softly began to moan with desire, he moved deeper. Angel finally began pushing back toward the thrust of his cock, accepting him deeper inside her arse. The burn slowly erased with the pleasure of slow thrusts. He took her gently at first before increasing the pace with each encouraging sound of delight that escaped Angel lips.

  “It feels good.” Angel turned her head and pulled Christian’s head toward her so she could kiss him.

  “I love it,” she moaned as he released her lips.

  “You’ll have no argument from me about how good it feels.” Christian smiled.

  Christian moved the hand he had placed against Angel’s stomach upward, cupping her breast. His fingers found a hard nipple, and he began slowly massage it between his fingers. Daniel moved closer to the two of them and slid his hand between Angel’s legs, his fingers going straight to her engorged clit, which he toyed with teasingly.

  Angel began to writhe between each of them. She had no idea how it was possible to get such pleasure from one man slowly stroking inside her arse and another’s fingers stoking against her clit. The erotic throb of her swelling clit did nothing to detract from the pleasure of her arse being fucked. Rather than detract, it added to the pleasure. Flickers of ecstasy filled
her as she began to come. Pulses of pleasure ricocheted in turn between her clit and her arse.

  “Yes,” Angel yelled. Her hands gripped onto Daniel’s shoulders in an attempt to ground herself as the feeling of pure pleasure exploded within her.

  Angel’s body trembled and then shuddered against Christian as she orgasmed, pressing hard against his cock as she cried out in release. Once the wave of her orgasm had eased, he slowly withdrew from her. Angel expressed a soft “No” in protest.

  Angel felt Christian leave the bed and heard the water running in the bathroom. Daniel continued to tease Angel’s clit, his mouth replacing Christian’s fingers on her nipple. He wasn’t allowing her pleasure to wane. The bed dipped as Christian returned and lay next to her. He pulled Angel up to straddle his groin before pushing her down onto his still fully erect cock. As he slid into her soaked pussy he pulled her forward, taking her lips with wild desire and holding her close against him.

  “Ready for the best part of the evening?” Daniel said to Angel as he positioned himself behind her. Angel lost her desire to answer as she felt Daniel begin to ease his renewed hardness into her arse. She lifted her torso away from Christian’s chest and looked back at Daniel, letting out a loud moan as she felt Daniel’s erection slide into her freshly fucked cavity.

  “Oh…My…God…” Angel screamed as Daniel began to move with deep, steady thrusts into her now fully relaxed arse. The movement forced her to slide up and down over Christian’s cock that was firmly buried deep within her cunt.

  Daniel’s hands held her hips tightly as Christian placed his hands on her shoulders, pushing her downward, securing her solidly onto both men. Angel had never been so full. Pleasure quickly consumed her. Every nerve ending in her lower body that provided pleasure was being stimulated beyond her wildest dreams. Her cunt and arse stretched around the two men so tightly she was amazed there was still room for movement. Her engorged clit rubbed against Christian pelvis with ease due to the force of being sandwiched between the two men.

  It didn’t take long for Angel to come, especially when Christian raised his hips under her and began pumping rhythmically into her cunt. Both cocks throbbed inside her, driving her senses wild. Angel swore she could feel Daniel and Christian’s heartbeats increasing with her own, three people with one pulse. She began to feel dizzy as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure raced around her body. She was screaming in ecstasy, the world around her disappearing. Her nails bit into Christian’s chest as she tried to stay upright, riding each hard thrust driving into her. Her body was covered with a soft down of moisture and heat coursed through her body as she orgasmed over and over. She felt herself falling forward and was only vaguely aware of Christian catching her and easing her onto his chest. Her body shuddered, and she was swamped with the ecstasy of not knowing where one orgasm finished and the other began.

  She felt her cunt fill with her own juices squirting against the engorged head of Christian’s cock. Wet, slippery heat consumed her lower body, two cocks sliding, easing within her as her body continued to shudder with orgasmic waves. Her cunt clenched onto Christian, and she felt her arse grip firmly at Daniel’s thrusts. The world faded away, and her body trembled as she cried out.

  She first felt Daniel’s release and then, moments later, Christian jerked into her a final few times, as her two lovers began to come. Moisture filled her arse and cunt as their hot seed blew into her before both men finally relaxed around her, breathlessly. Angel continued to shudder momentarily, as each man remained buried deep within her, breathing heavy as they gently stroked her trembling body. She imagined what they must look like, a mass of arms and legs, bodies covered in sweat, Angel’s damp hair clinging to both her face and Christian’s chest.

  She felt Daniel move away from the tangle of bodies. Again, she heard water running, the opening then closing of a cupboard door. The dip of the bed as Daniel returned.

  “Has she moved yet?” He spoke quietly to Christian, as she continued to lay motionless on top of Christian.

  “No, she hasn’t,” Angel mumbled, feeling completely sated.

  Daniel eased Angel off Christian’s body. He cleaned the excess fluid slowly seeping from her arse and cunt with a moist washer before drying her with a towel. Christian grabbed the second washer from Daniel and wiped the perspiration off Angel’s back before rolling her over and washing the same from her breasts, stomach, and back of her neck.

  “Let’s move to your bed,” Daniel said to Christian as he scooped Angel into his arms and carried her out of the room and down the hall. He eased Angel down onto the cool, clean sheets of Christian’s bed, and both men, as always, lay down on each side of her.

  “I feel like I’ve just had an out-of-body experience.” Angel looked drowsily between each of the men as they nestled her under the covers.

  “Nothing out-of-body about it, you were definitely there, baby.” Christian stroked the side of her face tenderly.

  “Three bodies becoming one, confirms that now you truly belong to us.” Daniel smiled at her, running his fingers over the softness of her belly. “So there’s no escaping from either of us now.”

  “I don’t need to escape. I don’t want to be anywhere but with the two of you.” Angel felt a cheeky smile breach her lips. “And by the way, if that’s how you two punish someone for being a brat then you can expect me to behave badly more often.”

  Much more often.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Angel slipped out of bed about three in the morning. She had no idea why she had woken after only a couple of hours sleep, but as she lay next to Daniel and Christian, she had the overwhelming urge to see what was in the chest her mother had left her. She collected the wooden chest from her bedroom and walked silently into the living room. Flicking on the reading lamp, she sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning up against the sofa, and stared at the chest sitting on the floor between her legs. Angel had no idea what the wooden chest her mother left her contained, but she was anxious to find out. She didn’t know if it was butterflies filling her stomach or the fact that she hadn’t eaten since lunchtime the day before, but her stomach began to swirl.

  “Fear of the unknown,” Angel whispered to herself as she inserted the key into the lock.

  The chest creaked slightly as Angel lifted the lid. Not surprising since it had been sealed for twenty-seven years. Angel gasped as she saw her mother’s smiling face, eyes sparkling with joy and love as she stared into the face of a tiny Angel. Memories flooded Angel’s mind as she thought about the day the beautifully framed photo had been taken. It was so long ago, for Angel it was like looking into a different world. A fairy tale that hadn’t had a happy ending like all good fairy tales should.

  Underneath the picture there were envelopes with varying titles.

  To my dear Angel, Happy Birthday, and A message from your loving mum.

  Angel flicked through the envelopes, sorting them into letters and cards, then laid them on the floor next to her. There was a birthday card for every year since her mother had died, up to the age of twenty-one. Angel stared into the box once more. She picked up a black jewellery case with a gold angel sitting on top. Inside was the jewellery she remembered her mother having when Angel was a child, plus more pieces she didn’t recognise. Each piece had a cardboard tag attached to it. She picked up an opal ring and read the tag.

  Great-grandma Daisy, ct gold, red rolling flash opal, rare. Great-grandpa mined the opal himself, keeping one of the clearest and most brilliant stones to give to his wife on their th Wedding Anniversary.

  Each item had a similar tag, stating what it was and who had owned it with an accompanying story of how they came to own the piece. Some pieces of jewellery had a notation of “see picture in included photo album.” Angel picked up the photo album and began to look though it. It was like staring into a crystal ball with images of a past life firmly ensconced in it. She touched the photos with care, tenderly running her fingers over the images she wasn’t really able
to connect to with. She knew in her head that this had been her life until the age of seven, but along with the death of her mother, her heart had lost its connection to most of the events depicted.

  Angel stared at one of the pictures. At first glance she thought it was a snap of her brothers playing with her when she would have been about three. Angel was lying across the lap of one of the boys while the other boy was tickling her. All three were laughing. It was a candid shot, none of them looking at the camera, no posing or false smiles, just three young people having fun. She could never remember her brothers playing with her, she only ever remembered their disinterest.

  Angel smiled as she read the notation her mother had made.

  Daniel trying to protect Angel from Christian’s tickling fingers.

  Angel looked at the photo again. It was Daniel and Christian. Daniel was indeed holding her across his lap, but he had one arm extended away from her as if in an attempt to hold Christian back. Angel felt warmth run through her body. There was a flush of embarrassment at the thought of what her mother would think of her current relationship with the two men. Hopefully, Faith Wylde would be happy about the arrangement. After all, it had been her intention to let Angel become part of the Shore family, albeit with Daniel and Christian as brother figures.

  She placed the album down beside her and proceeded to undo the delicately wrapped little boxes that were numbered with gold stickers from eight to twenty-one. There was a gold charm in each small parcel along with bracelets of increasing sizes included in the presents marked eight, thirteen, and sixteen. Angel felt the tears roll silently down her face as she read each accompanying birthday card. The present for her eighteenth birthday also included a necklace that matched the bracelet her mother had given her for her sixteenth birthday. The present for her twenty-first birthday included a sapphire and diamond ring along with a charm.