by Talya Bosco
“Open your eyes now, Rissa.”
Larissa did as ordered and stared straight into Jared's beautiful brown ones. They were dark with desire, but there was something else there that she still could not read. Something that made her heart want to weep with happiness.
When he stepped out of her view, she took in their surroundings.
They were in a small circular area of cleared land. The late-afternoon sun shone through the high trees, creating a dappled effect on the large blanket spread out on the ground. The bright colors of the material seemed to dance as the light shimmered in her eyes. A small creek burbled off to the east, just visible behind some trees, making this a perfect place for a secret rendezvous.
The little bastards. They'd planned this. This must have been where Devon had disappeared to right after lunch.
Of course they planned it, dummy. Do you think they have silk strips lying in the middle of the woods for just any reason?
Jared tugged at her, and she realized it was time to get moving. He pulled her to the blanket and had her stand in the middle of it.
“You're wearing a bra, Larissa. I thought I told you no more bras?”
Larissa swallowed hard at his words. Had he told her that? Would she have listened if he had? At home she had no problem going without a bra—in fact it was how she would normally relax—but in public she always wore one. Double-D breasts did not lend themselves to no support.
“I don't remember you telling me that.” She wanted to be cocky, to tell him off, but something in her loved this part of him. The demanding, alpha part of him. The part that she knew would protect her at all costs but would always get his way.
He didn't say anything for a moment; instead, he turned her around and checked her bindings. Once he was satisfied, he stepped in front of her. She only had seconds to wonder what he had planned before he took the hem of her T-shirt in his hands. The tug against her body and the sound of ripping material were the first hints she got of his intention. A breeze brushed across her torso before she even had time to look down.
“Jared! That was my shirt.”
His grin sent her heart tripping and her pussy pulsing.
“I'll buy you a new one.”
Luckily her bra was a front-clasp one, because she had no doubt he would have ripped that off her as well. He released the fastening and spread the material apart, staring at her chest without saying a word.
Larissa wanted to move, wanted to walk into his arms and beg him to take her, but she was too fascinated by the look on his face to do more than watch him.
“Jared told me about your reaction to his orders the other night.” Devon was behind her, whispering in her ear. “He wants to tie you staked out to the bed, somewhere he can do anything he wants to you. He wants to see you squirm with pleasure as he orders you to take everything he has to give.”
Visions flooded her mind at Devon's words. She moaned and rocked back against him.
Heat licked through her body, setting her aflame, yet no one was touching her. Her oversensitized nipples grew hard as the cool afternoon wind brushed across them, and still no one was suckling them.
“What do you want, Larissa? What do you want from us?” Devon was the only one who spoke, while Jared watched her with those deep eyes of his, waiting for her answer.
Larissa stood there a moment as she contemplated the question. It didn't strike her as strange that he'd be asking her this question in the middle of the woods, her hands tied behind her back and her shirt in tatters. It made perfect sense.
“I want you to take me. To use me any way you want, to let me bring you to satisfaction as you yell my name.”
Devon spun her around to face him. “Then get down on your knees and suck me. Suck me well enough to make me do exactly that.”
Larissa wasted no time dropping to her knees. She positioned her body to take his thick cock into her mouth.
She didn't know when he'd gotten naked, and to be honest, she didn't care. All she cared about right now was the fact his cock was hard and waiting for her attention.
She reached for it and realized her hands were still tied behind her back. A glance toward Devon's face and the slight shake of his head assured her he wasn't going to untie them anytime soon. Instead, he grabbed hold of his cock and pumped it, keeping it just out of her reach.
“Please, Devon. I need your help.”
He leaned into her and rubbed her cheek with the silky head of his cock, and she felt her pussy react. She turned her head and grasped his cock with her lips.
She looked up once again at Devon, to see him staring down at her with eyes full of emotion. Her heart swelled in response. Instead of dwelling on what she was feeling, she put all her concentration on what she was doing.
Larissa had never been a fan of blowjobs, but doing it for Devon or Jared just felt right. She loved giving them pleasure with her mouth or hands, loved making them squirm with desire.
Lightly she held the tip of his cock between her teeth and used her tongue to stroke as much of his shaft as she could reach. She ached to grab hold of him, to caress his balls, squeeze him tight, but her hands remained fastened behind her, and all she had was her mouth.
Devon's groans of pleasure gave her confidence to continue, and she locked her lips around him and pulled him tight into her mouth. Clean, fresh male scent mingled with the aromas from the forest around her, and she inhaled deeply as she teased his cock with her tongue.
She tasted him, lightly sucking and teasing as she enjoyed the sensation of having him in her mouth. Never spending too long on one action, Larissa varied her movements in an attempt to stretch out her pleasure as long as possible. After a few minutes of that, Devon wrapped his hands in her hair and tugged her head up slightly. “Suck me, Larissa.”
Larissa's pulse sped up at his words. Right at this moment she wanted nothing more than to please him. She channeled all the feelings she had for this incredible man into her actions and she sucked and nibbled and licked him. She'd been truthful when she said she wanted him to scream her name. She wanted him thinking of only her when he came, shooting his cum down her throat.
Devon groaned again and started to push into her mouth. He held her chin up, supporting it with his hand, and fucked her mouth. He was careful not to force himself onto her too hard, but he sped up, pumping faster until she could tell he was close to the edge. Her body tingled with the thought of swallowing all he had to give, his cock vibrating with his coming orgasm.
Just as she was sure he would come, he pulled out, leaving her bereft and empty. But he wasn't done with her, no. Instead, he pumped his cock once, twice, and came, his cum shooting out in a steady, thick stream. Larissa closed her eyes as his cream hit her cheek and jaw, warming her to the core.
Part of her thought she should be grossed out by what he had done, but she wasn't. Instead she reveled in the feel of his hot seed against her skin.
Once he was finished, he dropped to his knees and met her eyes.
“You didn't scream my name.” She smiled at him.
“Oh, sweetheart. I'm sorry, but I promise you, you were all I thought of. You are exquisite.”
Larissa blushed, the heat rushing to her face as he kissed her gently.
His hand stroked her cheek, rubbing his cum into her jawline and neck. “I got you all sticky.”
“It will wash off. I liked it.”
“Me too, baby, me too.”
She turned her head slightly to suck one of his coated fingers into her mouth. She sucked at it much as she had his cock and enjoyed it when his eyes fluttered closed at the sensation. Her tongue wrapped around it and licked it clean, making sure to taste as much of him as she could.
She felt hands at the ties behind her back, and then fingers massaging her hands and then her arms, as though making sure she had no soreness from her position. She closed her eyes so Devon couldn't see the tears that formed at the corners because of her men's thoughtfulness.
“My
turn to mark you, Larissa.”
A thrill ran through her at Jared's harsh words. Is that what they were doing? Marking her? It sounded so primitive, and yet so thrilling she could barely contain her excitement. She squeezed her legs tight as she wondered what he had planned for her.
They removed her shirt and bra, the material scraping against her skin as they bared her upper body to the elements. A strong, warm breeze ran through the clearing, comforting her in its soft embrace.
Gently, her men laid her down before Devon retied her hands above her head. She tugged at them but realized he'd anchored them to something out of her eyesight, because she couldn't move them at all.
“The safe word is candy. If we do anything you don't like, use it. We'll stop immediately.” Devon's voice reached her ears as he manipulated her hands.
Comfort, trust, and love, yes, love, ran through her at his words. She had no doubt that they would do as promised.
That she realized she was in love with the two of them while they were in the middle of sex came as no surprise to her. What did come as a surprise was that she'd waited so long to acknowledge it. How could she not love these two wonderful, attentive men? They were everything she'd ever asked for, everything she'd ever hoped for and more.
Larissa forced herself to push her thoughts aside. She'd dwell on her feelings later. Now wasn't the time.
When she felt something under her head, to help her prop her neck up, she realized Devon had rolled his clothing up to create a pillow for her so she didn't have to strain. He had to be cold now that they had changed positions, but his concern was for her, not his own nakedness.
Jared, too, was naked. In fact, she was the only one who wasn't naked. The unfairness of that struck her an instant before Jared cupped her breasts.
“These are a treasure, Rissa. Do you know that? I could bury myself in them and be happy to never come out. The first time I saw them naked, up against the wall, my first thought was to bury my cock between them. To feel your soft skin against me as I came hard.”
Larissa squirmed in his hold, rubbing her jean-clad legs together at the rush of liquid that shot out of her pussy at his words.
“Would you like that, Larissa?” He bent down and took one nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. She thrust her chest against him at the sharp stabs of pleasure that shot through her body. From that one quick bit of contact, shafts of excitement permeated her body and brought her to the brink of an orgasm.
“I love the fact you are so responsive when I touch you here, that your nipples are so sensitive. I've never come close to bringing a woman to orgasm with just nipple stimulation before, Larissa. You're one of a kind.”
To hell with what he'd done with other women. Just get on with what he wanted to do to her here and now.
Slowly he straddled her torso and moved his body into place. The tip of his shaft glistened in the afternoon sun with a drop of precum. She licked her lips, eager to taste him as she'd tasted Devon.
Devon's scent and taste still lingered on her face and tongue. She couldn't wait to have Jared's mingle with Devon's. She loved how she felt, how she smelled after she'd been with both of them.
Devon's hands were at her waist and the material at her waist loosened with the rasp of the zipper. When he tugged at the rest of her clothes, she raised her hips slightly to help him remove them completely.
“Jared, whatever the hell you're doing, keep it up. She's so turned on, she's wetting the blanket.”
Her eyes met Jared's, and she felt the blush heat her skin. She looked away for a moment, hoping he wouldn't comment on her excitement level as Devon had. He said nothing; instead he just smiled.
Devon stroked up and down her legs, slowly pushing them open wide. Fingers caressed her lower lips, and her hips bucked toward him.
A cold, wet trickle pulled her attention back to Jared again. He'd squeezed lube on her chest and was spreading it around. Coolness permeated her body, her nipples perking up even more at the change in texture and temperature. For a moment he seemed to get lost in his movements, his gaze glued to her breasts as he caressed and stroked with first his palms and then the backs of his hands. Larissa moaned.
He seemed to wake up from his trance and gave her a devastating smile that made her stomach clench. And then, finally, he began to move.
His hands held her breasts tight against his cock, and he began to pump her breasts as he would her pussy. The look of ecstasy on his face filled her with satisfaction that her body could do this for him.
Every time the head of his cock came close to her lips, she lapped her tongue out to taste the bit of him she could. Oh, how she wanted him to just thrust his cock in her mouth, but he didn't. He just continued to make love to her breasts.
“Now this is heaven.” Jared caressed her breasts, kneading as he pushed between them. “Feeling your skin against my cock, seeing the wild look of excitement in your eyes. Your body is flushed with desire and so hot to the touch, Larissa. I won't last long.”
Devon thrust a finger into her pussy, and she whimpered at the feel of it between her lower lips. She wanted more than just that, and she wiggled her hips, eager for Devon to get the hint.
Instead of giving her his cock, though, he slid two more fingers inside her and buried his face in her pussy. He teased her with his tongue, flicking at and circling her throbbing clit, refusing to give her the true attention she craved. Spikes of desire shot through her body, but he held back, not giving her what she needed.
With each stroke of his hand on her legs, each thrust of his fingers, waves swept through her, building in intensity, driving her insane with need. When his lips finally latched onto her clit and sucked, she came hard.
The sharp sting of her nipples being pinched brought her gaze up to meet Jared's once again and stretched the orgasm out even further. Who knew pain could be such a pleasure creator? Jared's eyes were dark, almost black, as he rode her chest.
“I'm gonna come, Larissa. I'm gonna shoot my seed all over you. Mark you as mine, as well as Devon's. Are you ready for it, honey?”
Devon took that moment to crook the fingers inside her in a “come here” motion, and her “yes” came out louder than intended as her body crested again.
The orgasm rolled through her so intensely, she saw bright lights behind her now-closed eyelids as Devon moved his fingers inside her and rubbed against her sweet spot. Wave after wave of ecstasy enveloped her.
When Jared's hot fluid splashed against her chest and her face, she turned her head and eagerly opened her mouth to taste as much as she could even while gasping through her own orgasm.
Jared's yelled “Larissa!” sent a thrill shooting through her system that prolonged her orgasm until she was panting and close to passing out.
Oh God. She was never going to survive loving them.
Chapter Eleven
“No. I can't go out there like this. Go bring me something back.” Larissa hung at the edge of the woods, refusing to step into the clearing behind the house.
“Sweetheart, don't you think they'll know something is up if one of us strides in there and gets you a new shirt?”
Larissa crossed her arms and glared at Devon. He'd graciously taken off his own shirt, and she now wore it, her old one in pieces rolled in a ball.
“If she sees me, she'll know something happened, Devon. At least this way she'll only suspect.”
Jared chuckled against the back of her neck. She shivered. “She'll know no matter what, honey. Stop being a chicken and move. She's an adult; she knows we're adults and things happen. You don't think she and my dads have never done anything similar?”
Larissa knew they probably had, but it didn't make matters any better.
Jared's hands tightened on her waist. “You'd better get a move on, Rissa, because I hear a car coming up the drive. If you want to be in the shower before my sister gets out of the car, I'd move now if I were you.”
A frustrated groan escaped her lips as she listened
and heard the car approaching as well. That's all she needed, his sister to meet her for the first time, covered in dirt, grass, and her brothers' semen.
“Fine, but you distract your parents.” She glared at both of them, Jared first, then Devon. “And you come upstairs and put a shirt on before they see you.”
Devon's jaunty little salute and his “yes, ma'am” did nothing to calm her mood.
Quickly they moved to the house and up the back stairs, Jared veering off to the front room to make sure they weren't interrupted. When they got upstairs and into their room without any interference, Larissa breathed a sigh of relief.
“Go greet your sister. Jared's sister. Whoever. I'll be down in a little bit.”
Devon pulled her into his arms and inhaled. “I don't want to leave you. I love the scent of us on your skin.”
Larissa enjoyed it as well. What she did not enjoy was the sticky feeling covering her. The guys had helped her wash some of it off in the creek, but it wasn't enough.
“Go. Now.” She pushed him toward his bag and then walked into the bathroom, firmly closing the door behind her.
She turned on the water and stripped off her clothes before climbing under the hot spray. Taking a deep breath, she let the water run over and wash the tension away.
This unexpected visit to their family was taking more out of her than she would have expected. Between the guys and their parents, she hadn't been alone since she woke up this morning. This time by herself was a blessed reprieve.
At least it gave her a few minutes to face the realization she'd had in the clearing.
She'd known she was falling for them, that she was getting much more attracted to the two of them than she should have been, but she'd thought she could keep it from getting worse. Going home with a broken heart was bad enough when you were just experiencing infatuation. With love, it would be a killer.
