by Jane Jamison
He kissed her breast, his hands enveloping them. “Damn, but you feel good. Even just doing this.”
The sensations rushing through her, over her, were like none she’d ever felt before. William’s cock was at her pussy door, while Gage soon replaced his fingers with the butt plug. At first, she wasn’t sure she liked it, but then the way it filled her ass sent a quick flash of pain, not too unlike the pleasurable zings on her butt cheeks that had turned her on. Her juices flooded from her, covering William’s cock.
“Color, baby?” William’s question was smothered against her breast as he dragged a nipple into his mouth.
“Green, sir.”
Very green. Green enough to finally let it happen.
Their mouths, their hands were all over her with William taking care of her front and Gage nibbling on her back and twisting the plug around in her dark hole. It felt good. Real good. Would she get the same kind of feeling if William filled her vagina with his cock? She gripped William’s shoulders, digging her fingernails in without a care that she’d hurt him.
“God, you feel good.” He cupped her breasts and buried his head between them.
“Fucking great.” Gage swatted her butt then moved the plug back and forth, in and out.
Sex had never seemed very important to her. She would’ve never fallen in love just by how wonderfully they made love to her. But now that she was so close to the real thing, now that they were showing her what they could do, she was happy she’d already fallen in love with them.
Then why not give them all of me?
Because they hadn’t said the L word? That was part of it, but maybe, just maybe, another part of it was fear. She was just plain old afraid. The realization stunned her, but with all the other emotions enveloping her, it was gone with the next flick of William’s tongue and turn of the plug.
They were her men. She no longer had any doubt. Soon, she’d tell them and see what they’d say. If they wanted her only as their sub, she’d accept it. Having them in any way was better than not having them at all.
Gage eased the plug out, then stood up and freed his cock from his jeans. He moved behind her again and pushed his shaft against her crack, but she didn’t flinch. His cock was soft, yet hard and firm like a steel rod covered with a slick, smooth material. His pre-cum wet her between her cheeks and slicked down.
They moved together, her rocking on top of William while the men caressed her body, making love with every touch, every kiss. She was theirs to control, but she was the powerful one.
“Fuck.” William took her under her arms and lifted her off him. “No more. I can’t be tortured like this any longer.”
She fell next to him on the couch. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have let it go this far. It’s just that…” How could she explain? Did she even want to try? Again, it hit her.
Why not?
Gage bent over her, his palms closing over her breasts. “I don’t understand your decision, but it is your decision. Still, you’ve got to help us out or we’re going to go shit-ass crazy. Sub, give us some relief.”
“Would you like to fuck my tits, Master Gage?” That wasn’t what she really wanted to do.
Then do it. Give them want they want. What you want.
He let out a huge sigh, then swung his leg over her to straddle her. “Hell, yeah.” His pushed his cock down, letting her enclose it between her breasts.
“Master William, what do you want me to do for you?” She took hold of her breasts and started working them in opposite directions. Soon the friction between her skin and Gage’s cock heated up.
“I’ve got an idea. I’m going to watch you come while I beat off.”
“That’s sounds great, Master William.”
By the expression on Gage’s face, he wouldn’t last much longer. He moved back and forth, and held his cock positioned between her breasts. His face was tense, his eyes closed.
When William touched her, she almost exploded. He rubbed her clit, massaging it with expert moves that had her pussy throbbing for release. She could feel his movements as he worked his cock with one hand and pleasured her with the other.
Playing with her tits, she watched Gage and wished she could see William’s face, too. Her breathing grew shorter. God, how she wanted them. Wanted to finally feel what it would be like to have her men inside her.
It’s time. I’ve found the loves of my life.
Excitement, long withheld, broke free inside her. She’d waited for this day for so long, but the wait had been worth it.
“Please, I want you. Both of you.”
“You have us, baby.”
“No. I mean, I want you.”
They froze, stopping everything they were doing.
“What’d you say?” William’s voice was low, a whisper, as though he were afraid to ask.
She wanted to savor the moment, to relish in their hopeful expressions, but she couldn’t torture them any longer. Hell, she couldn’t torture herself any longer. “I want you to take my virginity.”
“You’re a virgin?” asked Gage.
“Yes. That’s why I’ve never wanted to have intercourse.”
Her nerves kicked in when they didn’t say anything. Did they think she was weird? “Say something.”
“What’s there to say?” Gage shrugged as though she’d just told them she wanted a drink. “You’re a virgin.”
“I am.” She couldn’t read them. Even William. “Didn’t you ever wonder if I was? Or why I wouldn’t have intercourse?”
William checked with Gage. “I mean, we kind of talked about your reason, but when it came down to it, we figured you’d tell us when you were ready.”
“Yeah, darlin’. Your choice is your choice.”
William’s eyes lit up. “So wait. You’re really ready? Like right now?”
She smiled, then nodded.
His gaze lowered to her pussy, then came back up to hers. “Are you sure?”
“Fuck, man, don’t talk her out of it.”
“He’s right, Master William. Just say yes.”
“Yes. Hell yes.”
They stood up, and at first, she was afraid they’d changed their minds. Then they moved close again, pulling her between them.
William put his palm to her cheek, making sure she’d look at him. “Eva Marie, I want you to know. If you never gave that part of you to us, we’d still want you. We’ll take whatever you want to give us.”
She couldn’t believe it. They’d take her any way she was. As a virgin or not.
She’d been right to choose them as her Doms and as her men.
“Please.” It was the only word she had left to say.
William slid his body over hers. “Then let me be the one.”
She looked at Gage and knew he’d let her decide. But she couldn’t speak. Her emotions had taken control of her voice. Instead, she merely nodded and touched her palm to his cheek.
Moving her legs apart, William eased his cock against her opening. “Just breathe, baby. I’ve heard it doesn’t have to hurt.”
“It’s okay. I’m ready.” She locked her hands behind his neck. “Please, William.”
He pushed inside her, going slowly at first. She tried not to, but couldn’t help but stiffen.
Gage caressed her forehead, staying by her side as William eased farther inside her. He didn’t say anything, but she didn’t need words. Everything that needed to be said was in their touches.
William pushed his cock in, going slowly, carefully. The flash of pain as he took her came and was gone. She gasped, held her breath, then let it out.
This is what I’ve waited for.
She studied their faces, taking in every line as her body began to respond. Thinking wasn’t necessary. What she’d dreamed of happening was becoming a reality. As William’s movements became stronger, faster, she let her womanly instinct take over.
He feels so good inside me.
It was as if she could feel every vein, every ridge of his
cock pushing against her vaginal walls. Gage’s touches enhanced the experience as he massaged her breasts, rubbing his thumb over her nipples.
She felt more like a woman than she ever had. But it wasn’t because her virginity was gone, but because of who had taken it. To be loved by men like hers was magical, a gift she’d cherish, whatever the future held.
“I want you, too, darlin’. Are you willing to try letting me take you from behind?”
“Uh-huh.” She didn’t know what to expect, but that didn’t concern her. They were her men and they’d take care of her.
Gage eased her onto her side, his hands finding her butthole again. “Just breathe, darlin’. This may hurt a little, but the pain changes to something good soon enough.”
She was captured between them, and yet, it wasn’t a prison. They held her, both of them inside her, both of them murmuring sweet words she’d remember until her dying day. Together the three of them moved, proving three parts could become one whole one.
Whole. Yes, she’d given away the best part of her, broken the seal that had kept her closed away, and yet, it had made her whole.
They moved, their hands sliding over each other. Their strong bodies were hers, and hers was theirs. Each of them treasured the other, reveling in the beautiful moment they were sharing.
All thoughts of a life outside the room were pushed away. Her world began and ended with them.
Gage’s groan started slowly, but as his release took him, he got louder, until at last, the groan became the sound of her name.
As though hearing his brother come was more than he could handle, William moaned and thrust his cock inside her pussy one last time. That last time, however, was enough to send her catapulting over the edge.
She’d had climaxes before, but never one like this. Her heart thundered against her chest. Her pulse pounded in her ears. Throwing her head back, she cried out, calling their names as they’d called hers, until at last, she had no more strength. She clutched at one man, then the other, holding them to her as her orgasm rushed out of her.
Gage slumped over her, his body jerking out his climax. Her body bucked and squirmed, but she was imprisoned by his. Thundering pulses took her, ridding her of all thoughts of anything but what her body was going through.
It was several moments before only the sounds of their labored breathing remained. Gage, his eyes closed again, fell away from her to stumble toward the shelf where the hand towels were kept.
William lay slumped against the back of the couch and grinned when his brother tossed him two towels. He dried off his cock then started rubbing the other towel over her pussy.
Her body jerked, still caught in the throes of her orgasm. She reached out, silently asking for the towel. If he continued to wipe her clean, she’d never calm down.
Once they were finished, William took hold of her hand and pulled her next to them. Gage joined their half-slump, half-lying positions on the other side of her.
By my sides. Just where they belong.
Eva Marie snuggled between her two men. She’d waited, thinking she wanted a special place, a special time. But those things hadn’t mattered. As long as she’d given herself to the men she loved, nothing could have been better.
They’d accepted her decision since the first day they’d met her, and although they could’ve demanded she submit to them in a fully sexual way, they hadn’t. In doing so, they’d given her the freedom to choose the time and the place.
These were the men of her dreams, the men she’d waited for, the men she’d saved herself for.
“Everything’s all right, isn’t it, darlin’?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Don’t call us sirs right now.” William put his hand on her arm. It was a simple move, but one that felt wonderfully possessive. “In this moment, we’re just two men and a woman.”
Could he have said anything sweeter? “Please listen. I want you to know why I waited so long.”
“You don’t have to explain anything to us,” urged William.
“Please. Listen.”
Grasping the importance of the moment, they grew silent. She already loved them, but she would’ve fallen in love with them all over again just for understanding how much she needed them to hear her.
“I know it’s strange in today’s world, but I wanted to save myself for my husband.” Or was it husbands? Partners sounded like they were gay, but the word still seem to fit better than anything else. She’d never be able to marry both of them. Not legally, anyway. But it didn’t matter. A paper was just a piece of paper.
“Yes, I’ve done other sexual things, but it wasn’t the same thing. At least not for me. Does that make sense?”
“You didn’t want to have actual intercourse until you’d met the right guy. Or guys, as it turned out.”
She would’ve guessed Gage had come to the same conclusion, but William was the one who’d voiced their answer. It relieved her to know they understood. “Yes. That’s it exactly.”
William sat back and studied her. “Are you sorry we did it?”
“No.” She hoped words were enough to reassure him. “I’m happier than I’ve ever been.”
Williams relaxed. “Whew. That’s a relief.”
Gage took her chin, making her look at him. “Look. We’re here for you. Not just as your Doms, but as the men who…care about you.”
He’d paused and she was sure he’d almost said the word love. At the last moment, he’d changed his mind. But why? Weren’t they as committed to her as she was to them? The thought made her sad, but she shoved it away. Nothing would ruin this moment.
“Eva Marie, we admire you for sticking to your guns.”
“Yeah, darlin’, we respect the hell out of you.” Gage grinned, then skimmed a thumb over her nipple. “Still, I’m glad you chose us.”
“I am, too.” She snuggled between them.
Chapter Eight
“Eva Marie, you’re sure feeling your oats today.”
She grinned at Wilson as she loaded a tray with drinks. “You think so?”
“I know so.” He mopped the top of the bar. “You’ve been walking around whistling to the music with a big old sappy grin on your face. I even saw you dancing around a while ago.”
Belinda came around the corner of the bar and smacked down her order pad. “Yeah, what’s with you? Aside from the obvious?” Her gaze jumped to the front of the room where Gage and William stood talking to Paul.
“Isn’t that enough?” As much as she didn’t want to make Belinda feel any worse for not having a man in her life, hiding her happiness was more than she could do.
“I’ve seen you three leave together every night for the past two weeks and something tells me you aren’t separating once you walk out these doors. Go on. Just admit it. We all know you’re exclusive with them.” Wilson wiped down the counter.
Eva Marie made a face, pretending innocence. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Uh-huh.” He chuckled, then flipped the towel onto his shoulder.
Belinda snorted. “Maybe they are, but I haven’t seen a collaring ceremony yet.”
Eva Marie was stunned. Granted, Belinda hadn’t been in the best of moods lately, but in the past few days, she’d gotten downright mean. “I’m not saying anything but, if we were, we wouldn’t want a collaring ceremony. We’d keep things simple and low-key. Provided that was okay with you.” She cringed, hating herself for snipping back. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at you.”
She didn’t want to rub Belinda’s nose in her happiness. She and her men had spent every night together since their first time in the private room. Each time they made love was better than the last.
“Don’t be sorry. Belinda needs to learn to keep her mouth shut.”
She and Belinda gaped at Wilson. And yet, a small part of her liked that he’d jumped into the mix.
“Hey. What’d I do?” Belinda fisted her hands on her hips.
“Do
n’t ‘hey’ me. You’ve acted like a real bitch about Eva Marie and the Langham men. Don’t try and deny it. I’ve heard you talking about them to everyone within earshot. Aside from them, of course.”
“You have? But why? What are you saying?” Had she done something wrong to make Belinda dislike her, other than having William and Gage choose her?
“Nothing.”
“Belinda, we can tell when you’re lying because your mouth is moving. I don’t like to gossip, but I also don’t like it when someone’s throwing shit around.” Wilson arched an eyebrow at her before she could deny anything, before turning back to Eva Marie. “According to Belinda, the Langham brothers are going to dump you as soon as you give it up. Of course, no one believes it no matter how hard she tries to sling her bullshit.”
She held back the urge to throw the truth in Belinda’s face. But how could anyone believe the stories she was spreading? Even if she didn’t know the truth, even if they’d hadn’t already proven the rumor wrong, she knew them well to know they’d never do anything of the sort. “Seriously? You’re full of crap, Belinda. Just keep your mouth closed from here on out.”
She no longer worried about making her feel bad. Wilson had never lied to her. Besides, she’d seen Belinda talking to others and shooting hard looks her way. She’d assumed it was just her talking about how much time she spent with the men. Now that she knew, she wouldn’t put up with it any longer.
“Wait. On second thought, here’s something you can blab. Tonight’s going to be very special for us. I won’t give you the details, but just know it’ll seal the deal for good.” Every night was special. Not that she’d ever give Belinda any details. She wanted to keep their secret for a while longer.
Belinda shook her head, trying to deny what was so obvious. “Don’t believe anything he says. I’m happy for you guys. Really, I am.”
If ever there was a lie, she’d just heard it. But pushing Belinda into admitting it wouldn’t do any good. “Uh-huh.”
“Don’t worry about her, Eva Marie. Everyone can see how cool you three are together. So how are they as Doms?”
