Shades of Ménage : A Dystopian Romance Ménage & Post Catastrophic Romance Ménage Boxed Set Series - Ultimate Four-Book Collection

by Jan Springer

  She moaned into Bryce’s mouth as Flynn suddenly left her pussy. She tensed as a few bioseconds later, she heard a slurp. Something big and strong pressed upon her sphincter.

  “Easy, this is to prepare you for the plug,” Flynn explained.

  The plug?

  Yes, she remembered a conversation about a butt plug being inserted into her anus. That discussion with the mysterious Rebels all seemed so far away now. Everything so far away.

  Nothing else existed now. Just her and these two strangers and a raw excitement.

  “Just relax,” Flynn said as he pressed harder. “It’ll be over before you know it and we can continue.”

  Yes. Relax. I must relax. It’s all part of the experiment. Part of sex.

  She moaned as the pressure increased. It was Flynn’s finger. Slippery and powerful. There was a pinch and she gasped into it.

  “It’s called lubricant. To help with an easier insertion.”

  Michaela couldn’t nod her understanding because Bryce continued kissing her, his mouth sliding strongly over hers. He was distracting her by his intense kisses, but having a finger pushed into her behind with intense pressure was an exquisite experience.

  Flynn withdrew. The slurp of lube echoed, followed quickly by his finger, all slick and warm as it plunged into her. Michaela’s anal muscles clenched desperately around him. Flynn groaned and pulled out, squirting more. This time two fingers entered. He moved inside of her, exploring gently, creating a pressure and need she wasn’t sure she would be able to stand if he didn’t fill her with his cock soon.

  “She’s sweet and tight,” Flynn growled. Bryce answered with a groan. His tongue pushed between her teeth and tangled with her tongue. Stars exploded inside her mind.

  Flynn withdrew. Further squirts. More fingers inserted. This time there were three!

  “Breathe deeply and slowly, and accept it, Michaela,” he said, his voice sharp and demanding.

  She whimpered against Bryce’s mouth, getting caught up in the kiss. That was, until Flynn withdrew and a hard, rounded object pushed into her behind.

  The plug.

  “Stay relaxed. It’s bigger than my fingers. But you’ll be okay.”

  Michaela inhaled harshly at the pleasure-pain. So much pressure. Unbelievable. “Almost there,” he breathed. Appreciation laced his voice.

  More pressure. She moaned, fighting the thickness. Suddenly, it stopped.

  “Done. Let me get her back in the mood for you, Bryce,” Flynn whispered hoarsely. Bryce answered with a growl. Flynn chuckled and Michaela arched against Bryce’s hot body as Flynn’s mouth seared her pussy. His tongue lapped between her folds with a firm pressure, which ignited a fury of tremors. He stroked his tongue into her vagina, then out and whipped her sensitive clit. Over and over until keened and moaned, and shivered uncontrollably.

  Flynn’s hands held her waist steady and he let her pussy go. Bryce’s heavy, hot erection was positioned against her vaginal opening. His kisses intensified, keeping her heady and off balance. Vulnerability, unlike anything she’d ever experienced, swept over Michaela as Bryce’s shaft slid into her. She inhaled deeply as her vaginal muscles gripped his cock.

  Bryce let go of her mouth and her lips tingled as she fought to find his again. “This will hurt for second. The hymen,” he breathed as he stopped.

  Yes. Yes. Just do it.

  She wasn’t sure she’d said it out loud. But before she could brace herself, Bryce speared his heated length into her. Pain splintered Michaela’s body, making her cry out and struggle with their steadying hands.

  Bryce’s mouth fused over hers once more, cutting off her cries. He withdrew his shaft, slid harder into her, deeper. The pain smoothed away and she trembled as he thrust. Instinctively, she moved against him, her nipples brushing his hard chest, her hips bucking into his. Excitement and arousal whirled, sucking her toward ecstasy.

  Then she exploded into pleasure, her mind splintering. She lost her breath. Keened as Bryce thrust harder and harder, the slaps of their flesh rocking through the air like music.

  She loved this pleasure. She was addicted. Helpless.

  Oh sweet Biosphere! So addicted.

  * * * * *

  She was a trembling mess, moaning and gasping as Bryce continued fucking her. His swollen cock had never been so hard before. He should have been gentler with her, but he’d lost all self-control the instant her snug pussy gripped him.

  He’d sensed her instant fear, winced at her cry of pain as the hymen ripped. Then she’d moaned softly as he began a slow erotic rhythm. She’d quickly surrendered to him, her body moving with his.

  Bryce withdrew and entered her, kissing her softly. Her hands curled tightly over his shoulders as she climaxed, her breasts rubbing upon his chest.

  He loved her cushioning flesh. Enjoyed her erotic panting as he broke the kiss, allowing her to come up for air. She breathed roughly, and continued to eagerly meet his thrusts. He pistoned into her. Fast and furious. Probably too frantic for her first time, but she gave as good as she got.

  Michaela tensed, nearing another orgasm. Bryce plunged faster, harder, enjoying the ecstasy. Flames of lust captured him. When he could hold back no longer, he tensed and tumbled into the pleasure, bucking and grinding. Michaela cried out, her fingernails digging painfully into his flesh as she shuddered and gyrated. An electrifying explosion tore through him and he shouted his release. She answered with a cry and rocked against him. He drowned in the shudders and became wrapped in his own pleasure world.

  Flynn observed as Bryce continued to pump into Michaela. Their naked bodies shone with perspiration, their legs trembling, their mouths fused. Finally, they both arched against each other, reaching toward their ultimate bliss. It was hard watching them when all he wished was to join the bliss. But he had to follow the experiment. Flynn’s part was to watch, and then report his body’s reactions and the feelings of being denied the satisfaction he so desperately needed.

  Flynn’s balls were tight, his erection swollen to painful perfection, and Michaela’s sweet, sexy cries as she came tormented him, just about undoing his self-control. Bryce and the female shivered in each other’s arms as Bryce’s cock remained impaled inside her after the orgasm. Their eyes remained closed and their breaths frantic from the after-sex.

  Flynn couldn’t wait to have the female’s soft curves in his hands again, so he gave them a couple of biomoments of quiet before he cleared his throat, reminding them that he needed his relief too. The female didn’t move but Bryce chuckled softly, opened his eyes and withdrew his shaft from her. Flynn noticed her weakness, and quickly grabbed her waist. They led her to the bed and while Bryce helped her to lie down on the bed on her back, Flynn grabbed one of the long black silk ties attached to the bottom top corner of the air bed. He brought the tie over to where Bryce had lifted her left arm up over her head and restrained her. Bryce did the same on her other side.

  Michaela’s eyes remained closed, her breasts heaving with excitement as Bryce spread her legs and restrained her ankles with the ties they’d earlier secured under the foot of the bed.

  “Michaela, are you ready for the next phase?” Flynn asked as he climbed onto the bed. She shivered at his question, and nodded jerkily.

  Oh sweet Biosphere, he was so fucking hard.

  Flynn’s gaze zeroed in on Michaela’s mouth, luscious, dewy and red from Bryce’s kisses. He wanted her lips wrapped around his shaft. Wanted her bad.

  “She’s all yours,” Bryce whispered.

  That was all the encouragement Flynn needed. He moved into position, swinging his hips over her upper torso.

  “Open your mouth, Michaela,” he instructed as he gazed down at her.

  Lust shone brightly in her eyes and breathed heavily as she parted her lips. He took a brief moment to appreciate her beauty.Tangled hair fell over her perspiration-dotted forehead. Long black lashes quivered sleepily and pretty freckles were spattered over flushed pink cheeks. Something wild and p
ossessive fluttered inside Flynn’s belly.

  She was his. His to take. His to fuck.

  He appreciated that the Rebels had sent her. She would be the perfect partner in this experiment. Her willingness to have both men touching her, looking at her, fucking her, was a testament to her strength and her commitment to the Rebels and their cause.

  The erotic shyness flaring in her face just about made him come. But he wouldn’t. Not just yet.

  Palming his heavy cock, Flynn lowered his hips over her face, aiming his shaft at her sweet, luscious lips. The instant her warm, snug mouth eagerly accepted his cock head, he clenched his teeth and was lost in a maelstrom of tremors.

  Sweet heat and luscious pressure enveloped him. He sunk in deeper, watching his erection push between her pouty lips. He touched the back of her throat, pulled back a bit, wrapped his hand around his shaft near her lips to ensure he wouldn’t go past that point and hurt her every time he entered.

  Then he began a quick thrust, his hips jerking as she boldly dabbed at his stiff flesh with her exploring tongue. She sucked perfectly with his every quick plunge. The increased pressure of her tight little mouth and the wet slurping of her hot tongue lit the fuse he needed for release and he was airborne. His legs and arms trembled as he held himself over her and pistoned. His balls grew tighter. Carnal pleasure exploded through him. It tore through his balls, slammed into his shaft and his belly, making him jolt and shudder. He hadn’t anticipated coming in her mouth, but he did before he could withdraw. To his surprise, she eagerly drank from him, her mouth twisting harder and sucking so sweetly, he instinctively knew he intended to keep her.

  Rebels or no rebels, he wasn’t going to let this woman go.

  * * * * *

  Michaela’s legs were jittery as she climbed out of her air car and hurried across the landing to let herself into her 80th floor apartment. Fevered heat ravaged her and she couldn’t wait to undress and hop into the air shower. The two men had offered her the option of showering there after the experiment, but she’d needed to get away from their overpowering nearness so she could think. But her distance from them didn’t dampen the heat. Or the need for more sex. Her mind continued to whirl at what had happened between the three of them.

  Such intoxicating pleasure. Why would anything like that be outlawed? The question made her tense, and she hoped she wasn’t going to get caught and eliminated.

  Tossing her air car key onto the table, she hurried to grab something to eat. Food was the last thing on her mind, of course. But she felt weak and her blood sugar would be low due to not eating all day. She’d been nervous about the experiment and now that phase one was over, she couldn’t wait until the next time she met them.

  She opened the refridgerator and moaned at the cool air blasting her hot body. Nice. Very nice. She could stand here in front of the open door for hours. She’d never been so warm in her life. Never been so achy and needy. Of wanting more sex.

  Maybe that’s why sex had been outlawed? Because once you experienced a fantastic orgasm, you wanted another one and another one. It was just like a drug. Once you were hooked, you were hooked.

  Michaela smiled as she grabbed a glass bottle of water and pressed it against her sweaty neck.

  Oh, she was so joyously hooked.

   Chapter Four

  “How did your experiment go?” Anica whispered as she joined Michaela at a secluded table for two in the Garden’s Mid-Day Dining Room.

  Heat fused her face and Michaela tried to avert her gaze. “It went well,” Every time she thought about the sex, her face warmed. It was a dead giveaway that something was up and she hoped to sweet Biosphere no one would notice. But Anica’s elbow prod to her waist had Michaela lifting her gaze and glancing around to make sure no one was watching them.

  “You have a wonderful color. I assume it went well?” Anica asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She too gazed around to make sure no one was watching.

  “They did to me what they did to you.” Michaela couldn’t keep the excitement out of her whisper. “At first I was frightened, but they made me feel so wonderful.”

  Anica grinned. “I’m really enjoying my times with Zack and Noah too. Isn’t sex fabulous?”

  Michaela nodded.

  Anica didn’t appear to have a worry in the world as she devoured her fruit salad. But Michaela could only play with her lettuce, not really hungry after the huge protein milkshake she’d whipped up for breakfast after a restless night filled with wicked sex dreams. Upon waking, she’d wanted to touch herself in the same intimate areas that Flynn and Bryce had touched, but she’d been scared. Frightened that maybe this was all some sort of secret OA test that she was failing miserably. Doubts had plagued her all morning while she’d worked, and now with her friend here, Michaela craved some reassurance.

  “But what happens when the experiments are over? Will they wipe out our memories and put on the blocker again?”

  She would simply die if that happened. Although, a memory wipe would erase her sexual addiction, she sensed somewhere deep within her, something would die. She just knew it.

  Anica frowned and shook her head. “You don’t understand, Michaela. The rebels are not the OA. They’re straightforward. As long as you don’t reveal what they are doing or talk about them to unauthorized people, you’ll be fine.”

  Anxiety pummeled Michaela. “But it can’t be as simple as that.”

  Anica’s bright smile melted some of Michaela’s apprehension. “It is. I promise. Now don’t show your emotions, or the OA will get suspicious.”

  As if the OA knew Michaela and Anica were speaking about them, a live announcement fluttered across the biofeed.

  “Another Doctor has been arrested and sent to the penal Biosphere. His crime? Tampering with the Blocker of a female patient. If any female or male has been approached by a Doctor and has had her their Blocker tampered with, or they suspect something isn’t quite right, you must report this illegal action immediately. It is against the law to tamper with Blockers. They have been embedded in every human for a reason. To keep you and our society safe. To keep our world orderly. To prevent another polluted world. You must all do your part and be vigilant, or we will destroy our world once more.”

  The biofeed spokesperson seemed to stare directly at Michaela. His commanding glare sent a violent jolt of fear racing through her and she hoped no one in the room had noted her reaction. Holding her breath, she dared a glance around. Everyone appeared to be either watching the biofeed with alarm, eating, or both. Thankfully, the biofeed flickered to other news of the day and relief splashed through Michaela.

  She returned her attention to Anica, who didn’t appear to be concerned at all as she finished her meal, grabbed her plate and glass and stood.

  “I have a meeting scheduled so I have to go. But don’t worry. You be strong and—” Anica lowered her voice— “and enjoy the sex.” She cast Michaela an encouraging smile, winked and after a quick wave goodbye, left the room without looking back.

  Once again doubts plagued Michaela. She should do the right thing and report what was happening. But if she did the right thing, she wouldn’t be able to participate in her next meeting with Flynn and Bryce. And she so looked forward to the next time, very much.

  She yelped softly as the butt plug in her ass trembled and then slowly inflated, capturing her full attention.

  Oh my! It certainly was intriguing, having something big buried in her. Before she’d left them last night, they’d given her instructions on how to clean it and what to expect. All night, it hadn’t moved, and she’d believed that perhaps they would wait longer before making it grow. Obviously, she’d guessed wrong.

  She paused at the table, her breaths catching and her fists clenching until finally the plug stopped enlarging. The pressure was intense, but necessary to expand her tight, unused anal muscles for the experiment. Now that the plug stilled, her focus returned to thoughts of the two men and the wild sex she’d experienced.
How could she pretend there was nothing going on when all she wanted was to be with Flynn and Bryce?

  “You don’t seem at all like yourself.” The deep voice of one of her female superiors crashed into Michaela. Her breath stopped dead in her lungs and she almost toppled over from fright.

  Don’t be frightened. Stay calm. And you’ll be fine.

  Despite her mental reassurances, Michaela wanted to get up and run away. Instead, she forced herself to plaster a fake smile on her face and turn to her superior. Aspen’s blue eyes sparkled with extreme interest and one of her eyebrows quirked upward in question. Oh, was Michaela so obvious? Aspen was the last person who Michaela would want to arouse suspicion. The woman enjoyed reporting her inferiors if they did something wrong at work. She could only imagine how smug she’d be if she discovered Michaela’s secret.

  “I’m fine. I’m just excited about the new pear seedlings that have begun sprouting in containers ZX5. Have you seen them?”

  Aspen frowned in disappointment. Was Aspen perhaps expecting Michaela to blurt out the truth? That she was defying the OA?

  “Yes, I have. Perhaps you should have your Blocker adjusted to control your enthusiasm levels. You seem to be acting too jumpy over mere pear seeds. You need to be calmed. I may put in an order for that.”

  Michaela’s tummy sunk with a devastating blow. If Aspen went to the OA, they would find out Michaela’s Blocker had been tampered with. She couldn’t let that happen!

  “No!” Her outburst brought a severe frown from Aspen. Michaela resisted the urge to get up and grab the woman by her tightly bound hair and pound her head into the nearest wall. It wasn’t the first time she’d wanted to punish the woman for being so mean to everyone. She reined in her anger.

  “I mean, that would be inconvenient for you. You are much too busy. Don’t bother yourself over it. I’ll go to an adjustment center when I catch some extra time.”

  Aspen’s face softened and relief rushed into Michaela.

  “Very well. Get back to your assignment,” her superior ordered and briskly walked away.