The ropes she’d seen in Kotori and Birk’s backpack at the other cabin now hung from the ceiling, and both her men were dressed in all black as if they waited to take her hostage in the most sensual of ways. Birk, in black fingerless gloves, manipulated the rope and offered her a suggestive smile.
“Kotori already had the hook, something he used for exercise equipment, he tells me. I suggested it would come in handy for playing with you.”
She strolled closer to them and licked her lips at the image the two of them presented. Kotori, with his dark hair and eyes, along with his slightly darker skin than Birk’s, set off the tight black cargo pants and long-sleeved black shirt to perfection. He’d even paired the outfit with black combat boots.
Where Birk’s hands were covered in gloves, Kotori’s big palms were bare.
Birk bent to reach into his pants pocket at the side of his thigh and pulled a ridged knife from its sheath. He twisted the rope into several knots and then hacked off the excess to let it fall to the floor. The sheer essence of danger had her heart pounding in her chest.
“This is for your body, honey, not your wrists.” Birk frowned at the bruises still visible, and Kotori clenched his hands into fists. At the angry growl in his throat, she dropped her towel to the floor and moved closer to him. She watched the anger drain away as his desire grew.
“I’m all yours. Do whatever you want to me.” She dropped her tone to something low and sultry, and both men looked like they were ready to eat her alive. Birk worked at a feverish pace to finish tying the rope the way he wanted, and then he looped it around her waist and across her breasts. The rope binding her breasts above and beneath seemed to accentuate them, and Kotori ran a thumb over first one nipple and then the other. She moaned and leaned into him, but Birk tugged her back.
“You stand there, and don’t you move until I tell you to.”
“Yes, sir.”
He moved up behind her and ran a strip of the rope between her legs. By that time, she was so wet, she knew they must smell it. Kotori in front of her and Birk behind, her head swam with the possibilities.
She reached up on her toes to nip Birk’s ear, but he moved away, a raised eyebrow in rebuke. She laughed, and he smacked her ass.
“Are you going to leave that between my legs?” she asked. “It will be hard to get inside me.”
Birk pushed the rope against her opening. She caught her breath.
“You be quiet unless I give you permission to speak.”
She pouted, and he leaned down to push his tongue between her lips. She took his kiss and offered herself to him. Birk squeezed her breast, pinched her nipple, and spanked her again. She craved more, but did her best to stay silent. She liked when he commanded her.
By the time Birk finished securing her, she couldn’t move from the spot just beneath the hook on the ceiling, even if she wanted to. He ran a hand around in front of her and across her chest. When he raised her chin and turned her head, he covered her mouth with his. Birk didn’t give her the chance to let him stick his tongue between her lips. He thrust in and swept the interior. She met the tip of his tongue with hers, trembling with desire.
Birk walked around in front of her, and Kotori stepped back. “Now, I want you to open my pants and free my cock.”
Shiya did as she was told. Birk secured her in such a way that just her lower arms could move, with restriction, to obey him. The zipper was the only sound in the room other than her panting. Both Birk and Kotori seemed to be in calm control, while she felt like she needed to come, or she’d lose her mind. She had never imagined being at a man’s mercy in this way could get her so hot.
She reached inside his pants and stroked his long, stiff cock. Precome coated the head, and she ran her thumb in it, wishing she could get a taste. Birk, reading her mind, swiped his cock head with a finger and pushed his finger between her lips. She sucked and moaned. Kotori groaned and stepped around Birk. He ran his fingers over the rope, allowing them to fall against her skin at each gap. He lingered at the swell of her breasts and played between them.
When he moved behind her and pushed a hand between her ass cheeks, she stuck her butt out toward him. He massaged her anus, and she murmured, “Yes, yes.”
Birk jerked her forward, her bare feet skimming the floor. He spanked her hard enough on the ass to cause a sting. Her pussy clenched, and she knew she grew wetter.
“I’m sorry,” she moaned.
Another swat, and she closed her eyes, clamping her teeth together. Kotori added to her punishment when he pinched both her nipples until they ached. She couldn’t help it. She cried out in pleasure. This time, Birk didn’t spank her. He parted her legs and thrust two fingers into her pussy. He pumped hard and fast so that his palm smacked against her clit. Shiya tried to hold off, but she lost control. Sensations overwhelmed her. Her core muscles contracted, sending rays of bliss throughout every inch of her body. Before her orgasm could take full effect, Birk withdrew his hand and yanked his pants down. His cock stretched her pussy, filling it.
Deeper, deeper! Please!
Birk held on to the rope at her hips and ground into her pussy. Because of the way he’d bound her, she couldn’t get a firm grip on the floor. He’d hoisted her just an inch or so beyond where her toes reached, and he didn’t allow her to raise her legs to wrap around his waist. That made his entrance into her channel tighter than normal. She loved every single thrust.
Shiya put a hand down between them to feel Birk’s cock sliding into her. Her fingertips skimmed over his rod, and a moan escaped her. She wished she could rotate her hips and give as much as she got, but Birk kept her still. He pounded into her until she thought she’d lose her mind. Then he stopped.
Her head fell forward, and she mourned the loss of the full feeling. Don’t stop.
Kotori took Birk’s place. He unbuttoned his pants himself and freed his cock. One sharp push, and he crammed his dick into her pussy.
“Kotori!” She clutched at his shirt as high as she could raise her arms. Like Birk, he held on to her hips and ground into her. He took his thrusts slower, waiting for her pussy to stretch a little more. She knew it was a matter of time before he lost it.
“Damn this rope,” Kotori growled. “I want you to be a part of me, as one.”
She understood what he meant. Kotori loved crushing her full length to him, enveloping her in every sense. The rope stood somewhat as a barrier, and yet it seemed to drive him wilder, made him hungrier to claim her body. His thrusts picked up speed, the friction between them electric. Kotori shifted his hands to her ass and drove her into his cock. She raised her legs a bit more to accommodate him.
“I’m going to come too soon!” Kotori pulled out, and Birk slipped back inside her. Kotori moved behind, and for the first time, it occurred to Shiya that they hadn’t used protection since the beginning. Could she have their baby? Did she want to?
Birk snapped her chin up. “Is your mind wandering? We must be boring you.”
“Can’t let that happen.” Kotori rifled through items out of her sight, and then she felt the smooth creaminess of lubricant being smeared on her ass. She almost whooped with excitement.
This time Birk raised her legs all the way so that they wound around his waist. He didn’t slow his amazing thrusts for a second, and he captured her lips with his for a long, hungry kiss. Shiya forgot everything she was thinking while she sucked her lover’s tongue, and then Kotori eased his big cock into her ass. Her forehead dropped onto Birk’s shoulder, and she shut her eyes.
Birk slowed to a stop and waited while Kotori worked deeper and deeper. The squeeze felt impossible, but she loved it.
“Yes, fill me up! It’s so tight. Yes, Kotori. Birk!”
They both pushed in at the same time, all the way to the hilt. She cried out their names once again. All energy left her body, but when her two lovers began to move, she lost it. Her orgasm crashed through her center, and all reasonable thought left. She writhed the best she could, e
ncouraging every repeating ripple of sensation. Birk pumped harder, and so did Kotori. They grunted and groaned, shouting their pleasure. When she came to the end of her rope mentally, Birk stopped moving and came. She felt his scorching come warm her insides. He pumped into her once and then again, finishing it. When he was done, he held her still against Kotori while he wore her poor ass out. Kotori came at last, and his come filled her hole and dripped out to the tops of her thighs. He collapsed on her shoulder, and the three of them stood there, unmoving.
When Shiya’s breathing returned to normal, Birk pulled his knife from its casing once again. He cut her free of the rope and carried her to the bed. One man lay on one side of her, while the second occupied the other. Shiya absorbed the love she sensed as they touched her, and she settled against Birk’s chest. Kotori scooted up close behind, and she took his hand to lay it over her breast. He spooned her ass, sending shock waves through her in memory of the pleasure and pain he’d given her moments ago.
“Hey,” Birk whispered.
She’d closed her eyes and didn’t bother opening them again. A yawn forced her to move just to cover her mouth, but then she settled in. “Hm?”
“Being with us won’t be easy for you, Shiya. Do you understand that?”
“Yes.”
“Do you?” Kotori insisted.
She sighed. “The way I see it, I don’t have a choice. Seriously, I can’t imagine being with anyone other than the two of you. I can’t bear the thought of going away and leaving you. So, hard or not, I’m in it for the long haul. If you two are too weak to handle me . . .”
Kotori grunted, and Shiya laughed.
“I think we’re pretty much decided,” Birk said.
She put a hand on her bare hip. “Excuse me? Pretty much?”
He raised his hands and shrugged as if he didn’t know for sure.
“Oh no you didn’t.” She sat up, all tiredness gone. “I see I’m going to have to show you a little something so you know just who it is you are having sex with.”
Shiya shoved Birk onto his back and straddled his hips. The moment she brought her pussy down, his cock went rock hard. She reached under her and guided it inside. Birk groaned his pleasure. He seemed to struggle not to let things go too far yet, his fingers digging into her hips to keep her still.
“Are you sure, Shiya?” he asked.
She ignored him and raised her legs. After licking her middle finger, she pressed the tip to her clit and rotated it a circle. With her other hand, she played with her nipple, all the while making sexy sounds she knew would get them worked up. Kotori sat up, his dark eyes riveted on her movements. Birk lost the grip he had on her hips, and she began to grind on his cock.
“You naughty, naughty woman,” Birk moaned, raising his hips to thrust into her.
Kotori took his shaft into his hands and began stroking while he watched. “I want some of that.”
“You’re next,” she told him. “I’m not stopping until my men are good and satisfied. Then you will be convinced that I’m exactly what you’ve been looking for.”
“Yes, ma’am,” they echoed together, and the matter was soon settled.
* * * *
“So, what are we going to do, Daddy?” Shae folded her arms over her chest. A deep fear for her sister’s safety tightened the muscles in her stomach. She felt like screaming and telling the man what she wanted done, but things didn’t work like that with her father. No one crossed him, and if she even dared, she’d find herself on a flight back to San Diego, cut off from the family business. That wasn’t happening. She wanted a part of every asshole who had the bad luck of being born a beast, and now that two of them had brainwashed her sister, she really wanted them all dead.
Her father pinched the bridge of his nose and paced Shiya’s suite. “She’s crippled us, Shae. Most of our information is gone. We’re back to square one. I put too much faith in Shiya handling that side of things.”
“Let’s go get those bastards that have her.”
His expression hardened. “No, we pull out of Alaska.”
“What!”
He gave her a look, and she pressed her lips together.
He spun on his heel and shouted orders to the men milling around. Soon the entire operation was closed down, and they were on a flight back home. This was their first failure after her mother’s death, and if it killed her, she vowed it would be the last.
The End
About the Author
Tressie Lockwood has always loved books, and she enjoys writing about heroines who are overcoming the trials of life. She writes straight from her heart, reaching out to those who find it hard to be themselves completely no matter what anyone else thinks. She hopes her readers enjoy her short stories. Visit Tressie on the Web at www.tressielockwood.com.
Table of Contents
Juneau Heat
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
About the Author
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