Penn, Jenny - Chasing Lacie [Sea Island Wolves 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jenny Penn

  Lacie barely had a second to suck in a breath before she choked on it, struggling to breathe past the rioting trembles racing over her as Davis rolled, sucked, and even took a nibble out of her clit. Ignoring her frenzied panting and the pleas falling with them, he forced her to endure one sharp-edged release after another. Short and extreme, each mini-climax left her tense and desperate for the main event.

  “Please, Davis. I can’t.” She gasped each word out on a series of broken breaths. Hoarse and weak, her voice pleaded even as she tried to twist away from the sensual delight of his kiss. “I can’t. Please.”

  “Well, you got her begging.”

  Chance’s matter-of-fact tone broke through the lusty fog filling her head, making prickles run down her spine as reality tried to solidify around her. It helped that Davis finally obeyed her, lifting his lips to give her creaming cunt a chance to calm down and her heart rate with it.

  “Of course, she’s not begging for the right thing,” Chance continued on with his taunting commentary. “You’re kind of going in the opposite direction given the woman’s begging you to stop. Tasty, isn’t she?”

  “Mmm.” Davis shifted between her legs, moving back and assuring Lacie she’d have a few minutes of respite. Not that she fooled herself into thinking they were done. If she had any doubt, Davis’s response assured her of their intentions. “More like addictive, and she’s not begging me to stop. She’s saying she can’t, as in can’t stand—”

  “—your touch?” Chance offered with all seriousness. “Your technique? Maybe it’s just a—”

  “I’m not going to waste time beating the crap out of you now,” Davis cut him off. “No matter how big an ass you want to make of yourself. This is my pussy, and I’m going to be the one fucking it, so go on and run your mouth. You’re not going to make me move.”

  Chance grunted. “Yeah? Well, don’t be giving her any dick until she begs proper like.”

  “I’m not going to be begging for any dick,” Lacie spoke up, trying to get enough strength into her voice to be taken seriously. “I’m tired.”

  “Tired?” Chance sounded offended at the very idea. “You just slept for four hours. We have a list to get through.”

  “Finish it some other time,” Lacie managed to snap at him even if the effort cost her the ability to form a complete sentence. “I can’t. Congratulations, stud. I’m worn out.”

  That should have been the end of the argument. She’d just put her foot down. Chance, though, had a heavier foot. Coming around to the side of the bed, he lowered himself down to reached out and cup her weeping cunt. Pressing a finger down on her clit, he made her whole body jerk with a moan.

  Her head lifted, and for a second their gazes connected. There would be no breaks given, and she wouldn’t be winning their argument. Lacie could see those truths in his intent stare.

  “You just don’t give up, do you, Chance?”

  “I’m still waiting to hear you beg, baby.” Chance rolled her clit, making her whimper and twist in proof that her body obeyed his command. “Any time you really want to call this to an end, you know what to do.”

  “Oh, please, Chance.” Lacie fought the urge to moan the words and managed to get them out sounding at least partially insincere. “I’m begging you.”

  Davis barked up a laugh at that. “Doesn’t even know when to quit. Exactly how big a hole do you want to dig yourself, honey?”

  “I don’t really care about the hole.” She couldn’t stop the groan from dragging her words out when Chance speared a finger into her cunt. Sparkly waves of pleasure swept over her tired muscles, making her sheath clench as he fed her two more deliciously wicked fingers. In defiance of the shudders racing over her, Lacie arched away from Chance’s tantalizing touch.

  “Stop messing with my pussy,” she actually managed to snap at him.

  Chance chuckled. “Like I said, begging for the wrong things. Apparently it isn’t your pussy after all, Davis.”

  “Maybe this will help settle the issue.”

  Knocking Chance out of the way, Davis knelt down on the bed between her splayed legs and fit the head of his cock right up against the tender opening of her sheath.

  “You got any last words, honey?”

  Even as he spoke, he slid slowly into her body, never letting up tormenting her sensitive bud. Lacie’s body writhed in welcome, but she forced her words to remain defiant.

  “Make my day.”

  That earned her a growl and a sharp thrust forward as Davis impaled the entire length of thickened cock deep into her cunt. Her pussy pulsed with wicked delight, suckling his hard length in brazen encouragement for him to feed her more. That’s all Lacie wanted, more and maybe a little motion, a little friction, something to make the pressure in her cunt boil over into a full body riot as he pounded her into release.

  Anticipation for that moment to be now overwhelmed all other considerations as her body caved into the ravenous desire swirling through her. Her hips flexed, rolled, silently tempted Davis to match her motion and give her a taste of how much better things could be. Davis answered her call by settling his pelvis more firmly against hers, pinning her hips under his heavy weight and bringing all her teasing to a stop.

  Apparently, he’d decided it was still his turn to do the teasing. Warm and rough, his hands slid up her sides to dip around and cup her breasts. Plumping them up, he held her tits captive for the kisses he feathered from tip to tip.

  Leaning down, he captured one of the puckered berries right between his teeth. Holding it hostage, he tormented the little bud with his tongue, driving her wild as she tried to buck beneath him. A second set of lips brushed over her other pebbled peak, making her gasp as both her breasts swelled with pleasure.

  The joyous ripples rolled through her, demanding her to move, to stroke herself along the hard male body pinning her to the truck bed. Then Chance nipped her tender tip and sent a raw bolt of rapture straight down to her cunt, making it shudder with violent need along the cock stretching her sheath wide.

  “Oh, God.” Lacie gasped and arched under the sharp lash of wanton delight echoing through her.

  “You’re thanking again, baby, when you should be begging.”

  And there wouldn’t be any end to this insanity until she gave him what he wanted. Lacie could push them, but they’d only push back harder. Right then, strung out on Davis’s cock with two mouths ravishing her breasts, Lacie had reached her limit. Giving in would get her what she wanted, what they wanted. Thankfully, they all wanted the same thing. That’s all that really mattered.

  “Both,” Lacie whispered. Licking her lips and swallowing down her nerves, she gave voice to her deepest, darkest desire. “I want both of you, please.”

  Everything went still around her, broken only second later by Davis’s harsh curses.

  “That’s low, honey,” he complained, yanking back out of her and making Lacie panic. She had no idea what had pissed him off and didn’t care beyond the desperation to get the hard feel of his dick buried back inside her.

  “Don’t go, Davis,” Lacie cried with all the longing echoing out of her empty cunt. It pulsed and wept with angry frustration at being abandoned.

  “It’s my fucking turn,” Davis cursed, completely ignoring Lacie’s pleas and struggles. Chance, that bonehead, was laughing. Not that she could tell if it was because of her anguished predicament or Davis’s raging temper tantrum.

  “Don’t you fucking smirk like that.” Davis ripped the ropes free from her ankle, roughly pulling on them until they snapped free. “You only get a quick dip.”

  “Whatever you say, man,” Chance agreed easily to Davis’s cryptic condition.

  Lost in her own wanton fog, Lacie couldn’t figure out their conversation and didn’t care to try. All that mattered was she was seconds from being free. The moment Chance finished unraveling her wrists Lacie planned on pouncing on the nearest man.

  That would be Davis. Still kneeling between her legs, his cock
stood tall and proud, ready for service. It shouldn’t take her a second to climb on top of it and convince Davis to see things her way. Licking her lips in anticipation, Lacie lost track of Chance’s motions for just a second.

  That’s all they needed to keep her at their mercy. Before Lacie could assault Davis, he pinned her to the bed with his massive weight, caging her in the steel trap of his arms. With a twist, he rolled until Lacie found herself stretched out over his hard frame. His thick erection poked her hip, distracting her from any other consideration than climbing on top of it.

  With her legs free, she crawled to her knees, intent on lowering her cunt back down the delicious length of dick tempting her. A set of callused fingers brought her plan to a stop as they curled around her hips before she could flex into position. Casting a glance over her shoulder, she found Chance kneeling between her splayed thighs.

  His hungry gaze locked on her pussy with a feral intent that matched the angry flush of the engorged cockhead straining to reach her cunt. Lacie’s pussy wept with welcome, starved for the feel of something that thick stretching her wide.

  “I’m just going to take you for a little ride, baby,” Chance murmured as he angled her hips back, opening her swollen folds to the blunt invasion of his hardened cock.

  “Is that to say a quick one or an easy one?” Lacie breathlessly teased him, instinctively driven to taunt him even now. Dropping her chin to lock gazes with Davis, she even managed to smile. “And what about you, cowboy? You just going to lie there and watch?”

  Chapter 15

  Davis returned her grin as his hand dipped. “How about this? Does that meet your approval?”

  “Oh, yeah.” Lacie moaned, letting her eyes drift closed as her hips flexed toward the magical fingers circling her clit. Panting as her pussy melted with the pleasure, she let her knees sink lower, arching her tender bud deeper into Davis’s toying grip while lifting the clenching opening of her pussy toward the heated brush of Chance’s swollen cock.

  “Both,” Lacie groaned that demand, squealing in delight when Chance surged forward and slammed into her with one hard stroke.

  Moaning encouragements, she planted her hands on the bed and braced her arms, finding the leverage to fuck her cunt between Davis’s tantalizing touch and Chance’s pounding thrusts. Harder and faster, Chance’s thick cock ground over the walls of her cunt, eliciting a frenzy of spasms that escalated into an endless roll of rapture that clashed with the sparkling pleasure radiating out of her clit as Davis pinched and pulled on her tender bud.

  “Please, together.” Stretched tight between the two mismatched rhythms, Lacie cried out, mindless with need and unconcerned with the consequences of her words. “Both. Together.”

  Chance wound a fist through her hair and jerked her back into his chest. “Begging, baby?”

  “Please,” Lacie whimpered, her head rolling to the side to give Chance’s soft lips more of her neck to nibble on. “Yes.”

  “Then beg.” Chance’s dark order whispered across her neck, a sultry caress at odds with the savage thrust of his hips. “Beg me to fuck this pussy.”

  “Please.” Lacie didn’t have the breath or mind to vocalize any thought beyond that.

  It wasn’t enough for Chance, who growled and nipped at her neck. “Say it. I want to hear you say it.”

  “Please,” Lacie whined, trying to get the words out. They shattered and blurred into incoherent stammers as Chance rode her so hard her breasts bounced and jiggled with each hammering thrust of his hips.

  “Say it.”

  “Please, Chance.” Lacie sucked in a burning breath and rushed to get the rest out. “Please fuck my puss—ahhhh!”

  Her plea burst into a startled shriek as her breast suddenly swelled with intense pleasure. Stretching up onto his elbows, Davis trapped one of her nipples between his teeth and nibbled. A second later his tongue soothed the sting away, licking over her pebbled tit as he growled a harsh order into her soft flesh.

  “You better not tell him to fuck that pussy,” Davis warned her, taking another nip at the underside of her flushed globe. “It belongs to me. Isn’t that right, honey?”

  “Oh, God.” Lacie panted, lost in the relentless waves of ecstasy starting to wash through her.

  “What was that?” Davis asked, scraping his teeth over her other nipple and sparking an instant answer from Lacie.

  “Yes,” she cried out, her heart racing as her body tensed for Davis’s next teasing bite. “Yours. Your pussy.”

  She’d have said anything, promised anything, and even begged for whatever they demanded as long as they didn’t stop. With everything insider her whirling to a head, she bowed under the pressure, her muscles tensing in anticipation of the release beginning to rush through her.

  The motion fed her breast deeper into Davis’s mouth. She’d have smothered him with her tits if he hadn’t fallen back. Taking her with him, Davis arched her into the perfect position, allowing him to continue devouring her tender nipples, his hand buried between her legs while Chance fucked her so fast her G-spot remained under constant friction. Giving herself over to her mates, Lacie let the pleasure consume her.

  “My pussy,” Davis murmured into her breast.

  “Yours,” Lacie whispered back, repeating his words without thought.

  “My pussy. His ass.”

  “His ass,” Lacie moaned her agreement, more focused on the tension building to painful heights inside her cunt.

  “Then beg me to fuck this ass,” Chance snarled, his balls slapping hard against her splayed pussy lips.

  “Please, Chance.” Lacie pumped her hips back, trying to force his rhythm into a more frantic pace, but Chance’s grip on her hips kept her moving just as he wanted. “Fuck me.”

  Chance growled, bringing all motion to a stop and making her cry out. “Fuck my ass. Say it, Lacie.”

  “Please, yes,” Lacie gasped, trying to arch free of his hold and grind herself back against the cock keeping her cunt stretched wide and spasming on the edge of release. “Fuck me. Please fuck my ass.”

  The words babbled out of her as she blindly searched for the right answer. He rewarded her the instant she found them, shredding the rest of pleas into a scream as he ripped free of her pussy. Shoving her hips down, he plunged the full length of his hardened dick back into her, this time stretching her ass wide over his thickness.

  Just like that, the sudden invasion snapped the reigns of her climax, making Lacie buck and cry out as the sharp explosion of rapture racked her body. As the ecstatic tides rolled back, the lust boiling in her blood didn’t simmer down into any kind of peaceful bliss, but seethed under the pressure filling her ass.

  Lacie felt so full she feared a deep breath would make her burst. Thankfully, Chance had held still after that first penetrating thrust, giving her some time for the overwhelming sensation to settle. Davis, though, was not so charitable.

  Dragging his thick cock through her swollen folds, he ground his hard length over her clit, making Lacie whimper and shift as her cunt creamed in need. The small tremors echoed into her ass, making it tighten and clench around Chance’s enormous erection. It felt too big, setting her ass on fire and making her pussy burn with the need to feel Davis’s teasing dick finally dip into her sheath and force the pressure even higher.

  “Please, Davis.” Lacie shifted instinctively toward his cock, making Chance grind deeper into her, making her mew as she forgot the rest of what she’d intended to beg for.

  Davis hadn’t, and his rough growl assured her he wouldn’t be forgetting his demands. “Whose pussy is it?”

  Lacie groaned over his determination. The man might appear more relaxed than Chance, but Davis was no less dangerous. Lacie knew better than to tempt him right then. What came next would be devastating, but it could be worse. Davis could pull out the clamps and then whip her cunt while Chance rode her ass.

  Even as the thought hit, her muscles clenched in hungry expectation. The motion made her ass jiggl
e around Chance’s cock but left her pussy aching with nothing hard to clamp down on. She’d remember to antagonize them into that fantasy later.

  Right then, Davis reminded her that he still waited for an answer with a roll of his cock through her creaming cunt. The rough grind of his heat over her oversensitized clit had Lacie gasping, fighting for the breath to even form words.

  “Yours,” she finally managed to pop out on a gasp. “Your pussy. Now fuck it.”

  Davis didn’t have to be told twice. Answering her command, he flexed his hips, drawing his wide head down to the tight entrance of her pussy. Then with a single, powerful thrust, he impaled himself deep inside her cunt. Spasms of pleasure rippled up her sheath walls and vibrated into her already tense ass.

  Lacie moaned, twisting between her mates as the pressure began to consume her. Every breath, every flex, every second the pleasure pounded harder through her, becoming an insistent, driving need that demanded more fuel.

  “Please,” Lacie cried out when both men remained still.

  “All you have to do is beg, baby.”

  “Then just tell me what to say.”

  “I think that was it, honey,” Davis answered her.

  Before Lacie could respond to that, Chance shifted, dragging his rigid length down her tight channel, made smaller by Davis’s thick erection packing her pussy full. As the thick head of Chance’s cock forced the tight ring of muscles guarding her entrance wider, Lacie whimpered, eager to feel his hard dick pound back into her.

  Then he was thrusting forward as Davis withdrew his oversized cock. The contrast had Lacie writing, uncertain which way to flex as the pleasure assailed her in both directions. Back and forth, steady as the tide, they pumped her in alternating strokes that kept the rapture flooding through her in frenzied waves, too chaotic for her to ride to release.