Bewitched for Pleasure

by Lacey Thorn

  “I don’t…”

  She trailed off, and Travis grinned.

  “Yes, you do,” Scott refuted before Travis or Kyle could. “You do, and now that we know it, we’re all on board.”

  “What does that mean?” she asked.

  “It means, you can have us—all of us,” Kyle said.

  “Am I dreaming again?” Brenna murmured.

  She looked so lost Travis couldn’t resist the urge to lean down and taste her lips. Both of her hands lifted to grip his biceps, and he tugged her closer.

  “Does this feel like a dream?” he whispered against her skin.

  “Yes,” she sighed.

  Kyle slid behind her, trapping her between him and Travis. “Do you want to wake up?” he crooned in her ear.

  Travis pulled back enough to see her eyes while Kyle kept kissing her neck. Scott moved closer, as well, and turned her face toward his kiss. Travis just held her against him and watched as his two best friends seduced their woman.

  Their woman.

  The thought should have thrown him, but it didn’t. It sounded right. It felt right. She felt right. And they’d waited ten years for this moment—ten years for Brenna. He had a feeling she was going to be more than worth it.

  He couldn’t resist the smell of her skin. With her head turned toward Scott, her neck was exposed to him. Knowing Kyle kissed along the other side, Travis leaned down and nibbled at her ear, then nuzzled along her nape. He slid one hand up to cup her breast, and when she moaned into Scott’s kiss, he flicked his thumb over her nipple.

  Slowly, they turned her between them, each taking the time to taste her lips while the other two continued to stimulate her body. Travis was certain his friends were as worked up as he was, each focusing on the same goal—making Brenna want them as much as they did her. Travis knew a taste would never be enough. Before, he might have just watched her and wished. But now, with her skin still against his lips, there was no turning back.

  “Do you want to wake up?” Travis asked her the same question Kyle had. “Or do you want to live the dream?”

  Brenna couldn’t believe what was happening. My God! They weren’t hallucinations like she’d thought. They were here, with her. Holy shit! They were with her. She’d gone in a complete circle while they each took turns kissing her and stoking the flames of her desire. Travis was rocking his erection against her belly. Kyle’s cock was hard along her lower back while his lips were busy on her neck. Scott had his mouth over hers, stealing her breath with his kiss. And it was really happening.

  Travis’ voice penetrated her thoughts with a question. If waking up meant leaving this behind then no. She never wanted to wake up. She wanted the dream.

  “Are you sure?” Scott asked and made her realize she’d said her thoughts out loud.

  “Be sure, Bre,” Travis said. “Because as soon as you say yes, I’m stripping you and putting you on that table to share.”

  She shivered with anticipation. They surrounded her—Travis at her front, Kyle behind her and Scott at her side. There was no way she was walking away from a moment that she’d spent a lifetime waiting for. She nodded her head.

  “Yes,” she murmured, then cleared her throat and answered more firmly. “Yes.”

  True to his word, Travis swept her up in his arms and headed toward her dining room table. Scott and Kyle skirted around them and began moving stuff off the surface. She lost track of what they were doing when Travis spoke again and fully claimed her attention.

  “I’ve waited too long to get my hands on you. I want to taste you from head to toe, and I will.” He bent his head and inhaled the scent of her hair. “Vanilla. You always smell like warm vanilla, so sweet and fragrant, I want to eat you up.”

  “Warm vanilla sugar,” she whispered.

  “What?” Travis asked.

  She explained further. “The scent. I buy warm vanilla sugar at the mall—body wash, lotion and fragrance. It’s what I wear.”

  “Good choice,” he replied as he nuzzled her check until she turned her head toward him. His lips brushed softly over hers. “We’re going to make you feel so good,” he vowed and took her under with another of his deep, thought-stealing kisses.

  She gasped as he broke off and stepped forward, lowering her to the table. Either Scott or Kyle had grabbed one of the blankets from the couch and placed it on top. There was even a pillow for her head.

  “Let’s get this out of the way,” Scott said and reached for the belt of her robe.

  He held her gaze as he loosened it. He grabbed one side and Kyle grabbed the other, and they spread it wide, revealing every inch of her to their avid gazes.

  “Fuck, babe.” Scott grunted. “You’re so beautiful.”

  “Gorgeous,” Kyle agreed.

  “Wet,” Travis stated and ran his fingers over the damp lips of her sex, making her groan. He brought his hand to his mouth and tasted her juices from his fingers. “Delicious.”

  “I want,” Kyle said and leaned down until his face was just over her sex. He used his tongue to trace the seam of her pussy lips and moaned against her flesh. “So fucking good.”

  “My turn,” Scott uttered.

  Kyle placed one final sucking kiss at the top of her cleft, just over her clit, then lifted his head, licking his lips.

  Scott held her gaze like a magnet, pulling it with him as he lowered his head. No tracing for him. He zoned in on her clit and tongued it vigorously, flicking and tapping over the distended bud before flattening his tongue over it and rubbing. She almost came off the table. She clenched her fingers in the blanket and cried out.

  “Oh, God!”

  “Babe, we haven’t even started yet,” Scott told her, then began trailing his lips up her stomach toward her breasts.

  “Let’s just get a little more comfortable,” Travis said and tugged her down the table until her ass hit the edge and her legs dangled over.

  Scott’s mouth skimmed across her nipple and ended up at her neck.

  “Oh, yeah,” Travis rumbled. “Dessert is served.”

  “So it is,” Scott agreed and nipped her softly with his teeth before sliding lower.

  “Mhmm,” was all Kyle murmured before they began to devour her.

  Lord, it was like nothing she’d ever experienced—better than any fantasy she’d ever had. Kyle worked one nipple while Scott nursed the other. Travis had her pussy lips spread and was working his tongue up and down, tracing her from hole to clit and back. There were so many sensations spiraling through her that she couldn’t focus on any one. They all blended until she floated in a sea of pleasure.

  There was little to do but close her eyes and enjoy. She moved her hands toward where Kyle and Scott sucked her nipples, wanting to hold them closer, to ensure they didn’t stop. But her hands were stilled and pressed above her head by Kyle. She knew it was him when the warm suction of his mouth left her nipple.

  “Leave them here,” he urged and dropped a quick kiss on her lips. “I’d hate to have to tie them up already.”

  “Tie them up?” she questioned and felt a shiver of curiosity race through her.

  His husky chuckle washed over her. “You like the sound of that, don’t you?” he murmured, and she nodded. “Look at you,” he said and eased back a bit to trace his fingers from her wrists above her head, down the inside of her arms to her shoulders and over the nipple she wanted his mouth on once more. “So beautiful. Submissive and eager for anything we want.”

  “Not anything,” she panted out as Scott and Travis continued to feast on her. “I’m not into pain.”

  “Only pleasure,” Kyle assured her. “All the pleasure your body can handle.” He pinched her nipple until she cried out and pressed higher into his fingers and Scott’s mouth. “I think you might be surprised at the way the slightest touch of pain can turn into the deepest pleasure.” Kyle eased his grip on her nipple and bent to suckle her gently, lapping at her with his tongue.

  “Ahh,” she cried again as the s
ensations increased. He was right, so right. Her nipple had burned from his sharper touch. Now that fire blazed a path down between her legs where Travis worked her with mouth and fingers.

  “Want more, babe?” Scott asked as he lifted his head from her swollen nipple. “Want everything we can show you?”

  She was so close to orgasm it was hard to think. Could she handle more? She wasn’t sure at the moment. She already knew this was going to be the best orgasm of her life. How could it possibly get better?

  Scott squeezed her nipple between his fingers, pinching and tugging in a way that made her feel it all the way to her clit.

  “Can you handle more?” he asked her. “Can you take all we have to give?”

  She met his gaze even as her eyes began to glaze with orgasm. “Yes!” she cried. “I want it all. Everything you have to give. I want to touch and taste every inch of you, all three of you. Tie me up. Spank me. Do whatever you like as long as you make me come over and over again. Just remember, I’ll want to do the same to you.”

  Scott’s lips lifted up in a grin. “How did you know I’ve been dreaming about spanking that delectable ass of yours?”

  “Oh, yes! Yes!” she wailed and began pumping her hips up into Travis’ mouth as he finger fucked her and sucked her clit. “I’m coming!”

  “Yes, you are,” Scott agreed. “It’s just the first of many. We’re going to keep loving you all night long.”

  Brenna let her eyes slide closed as the pleasure stole her breath and ability to think. All she could do was feel and fly—fly high with the best orgasm of her life.

  Chapter Three

  Brenna slowly opened her eyes as her breath sawed in and out. They were stroking her tenderly now, easing her down from orgasm. Travis ran his hands over her legs while Scott and Kyle rubbed her arms. She blinked and met Scott’s gaze first, then skirted to Kyle’s and finally glanced along her body to where Travis stood, lips still damp from her release. She shivered. Good grief, she was barely able to move, and they’d yet to use anything more than mouths and hands on her. She might spontaneously combust when they got their cocks inside her.

  “Want to sit up?” Kyle asked.

  “I can’t feel my legs, yet,” she said with a smile. “Better give me a few more minutes.”

  She closed her eyes and, feeling just a bit self-conscious now that she wasn’t drowning in pleasure, rolled over onto her stomach.

  “Jesus!” Scott grunted, and she felt his fingers caressing her ass cheeks. “Are you trying to make my dick explode?”

  She giggled, unable to hold it in.

  “I think she likes the idea of your dick exploding,” Travis said with a chuckle.

  “As long as it’s exploding inside her, I’m good,” Scott grumbled, giving her ass a slap that was sure to leave a print of his hand behind.

  “God, look at that ass blush,” Kyle said, confirming her thoughts.

  “I’m getting up,” she said and got her hands and knees under her, rising on the table.

  “Ahh, fuck!” Travis was the one who sounded wounded now. “This table gives me the perfect view of the sweet flush of your pussy. I want to lean in and taste you again.”

  “My turn,” Kyle said gruffly and turned toward the end of the table.

  “Wait!” she cried and rose onto her knees, almost falling as she tried to quickly turn around.

  “What’s the matter?” Scott asked as he moved in and wrapped a well-muscled arm around her to keep her steady. “Change your mind?”

  She grinned and shook her head emphatically. “Hell, no! I just think we should move this somewhere else. I’d like to be able to touch and taste, as well.”

  He swept his other arm behind her knees and scooped her up against his chest. “Just tell me where?”

  “Let’s go to my bedroom,” she told Scott but turned to include Kyle and Travis, too. “I’m sure we can figure out how to make sure no one is left out.”

  “Oh, yeah,” Kyle agreed while Travis just looked at her with those intense eyes of his.

  And she’d thought of him as the bad boy of the group. He was good—very, very good as far as she was concerned.

  Scott didn’t need to ask where her bedroom was. It was a small cabin, and they’d all been in and out of it helping her from the moment she’d bought it. She caught her breath when she glanced over Scott’s broad shoulder and saw Travis tug his T-shirt over his head. Kyle followed suit. She felt the urge to wipe her mouth in case she was drooling.

  She’d seen them shirtless often throughout the years, but the sight never ceased to suck all the air out of her lungs. They were so different and yet equally masculine. Kyle’s chest was smooth. She was pretty sure he waxed it or had it waxed. Didn’t matter. She couldn’t wait to get her hands all over him. He’d be like silk against her.

  Then there was Travis. His chest was covered in a thick patch of black curly hair that merged and trailed down his body to disappear in a straight line into his jeans. She wanted to rub against him, feel his chest hair rasp her nipples while they made love. She wanted those long fingers playing her skin as skillfully as he did his guitar.

  Scott tossed her onto her bed, and she gave a startled cry as she bounced. She came quickly to her knees as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Thick ropes of muscle coated his chest and shoulders. He might work in an office but his off-hours in the gym showed in the prime physique before her. He had a very light dusting of hair over his chest, just enough to give a woman a good tickle.

  “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll burst out of my damn zipper before I can lower it,” Scott warned.

  “God, I want to taste you,” she admitted, licking her lips. “All of you.” Then she laughed. “I can’t believe this is finally happening. I’ve wanted you so long. Why now? Why tonight?” Had the spell Chel had talked her into doing really brought all this around? Was there really magic?

  “We decided we’d waited long enough,” Kyle admitted as he worked the buttons open on his fly.

  “We planned to make you finally choose one of us,” Travis said, shucking his jeans while kicking off his boots.

  “Instead, we get to share you,” Scott said, bringing her gaze back to him just in time to glimpse his hard cock bursting free as he shoved jeans and boxer briefs down his thighs. He paused and looked at her. “Is this just for tonight?”

  “What?” she asked, unable to glance away from his bobbing erection—so long and thick, the crown almost purple and damp with pre-cum.

  “Are you only agreeing to this, to being with all three of us, for tonight? Is this a fucking one-night stand, Brenna?” Scott demanded, fists on his hips as he glared down at her.

  She shook her head, licked her lips and scooted over to him before he could move away. She grasped his dick and used her grip to pull him close enough to rub her tongue over the head of his cock. “No,” she moaned. “I don’t want a one-night stand.”

  “Good.” He groaned and moved his hand to cup the back of her head and urge her closer to his groin.

  It touched her heart that he didn’t want a one-time encounter with her, even though she wasn’t exactly sure what he did want. What they might want from her. There would be time to discuss it later. She’d spent so much time feeling conflicted about wanting all three of them that she didn’t know what to think. It rocked her that they were willing to share her at all. She’d seen them act possessive of other things, other women. And hell, she didn’t want to go down that path with her thoughts. Later. They would talk about everything later.

  She wrapped her mouth around the tip of his cock and sucked it greedily.

  “Ahh, fuck.” Scott growled. Both hands wrapped around her head and held her to him. “That feels so good, babe. I want to fuck your mouth.”

  She mumbled around the mouthful of cock but realized he didn’t understand her. So she glanced up to meet his gaze, slid her arms around to grip his ass and encouraged him with her fingernails to do just that. Fuc
k her mouth.

  “You like that?” He grunted as he began a shallow thrusting into her mouth. “You feel so good and look even better with my cock stroking those soft lips.”

  “I like this view, myself,” Kyle spoke from behind her. His hands brushed over the curve of her ass then one finger traced her seam, brushing against her anus. “I wonder if our girl’s ever had a cock in this lush ass of hers?”

  She popped off Scott’s cock long enough to speak. “Oh, yeah. Love anal sex. There’s lube in the nightstand.”

  “Fuck,” Kyle muttered behind her as she put her mouth back on Scott’s dick.

  “There’s more than lube in here,” Travis said with a chuckle.

  She knew exactly what he saw and didn’t move her attention from the cock she was feasting on. She slid one hand back around to grip the stalk of Scott’s cock with her fingers and swirled her mouth around the top while she sucked. Now he was fucking through her fingers as he thrust into her mouth.

  “We’ve got lube, toys, some beads, a pair of cuffs, some condoms and other things I’m really going to want to take a closer look at later, after we’ve sated ourselves enough to come up for air.”

  She titled her head enough that she could meet Travis’ gaze. She could see how much her favorite drawer intrigued him and looked forward to exploring it more with all of them. She saw Travis toss the lube to Kyle then head toward Scott.

  “My turn,” he said, and Scott reluctantly pulled his cock from her mouth.

  “That was heaven,” Scott said, trailing his thumb over her bottom lip.

  She caught his thumb with her teeth and sucked it in her mouth, making him grunt again.

  “I think Travis has something better for you to suck on than my finger,” he said and tugged it free. “I’m going to make sure Kyle uses enough lube on your ass.”

  “Oh, I’m planning to,” Kyle said, and she felt the first slick glide of his fingers over her rear entrance.

  Travis stepped up with his dick in hand and pointed the head toward her mouth. It had a curve to it that reminded her of a scimitar and had her envisioning how good it would feel inside her pussy. She opened wide and took him in just as Kyle’s finger breached her anus, making her moan. Travis gritted his teeth and gripped her by the hair, obviously enjoying whatever sensation her moan brought him. She did it again.