Wet

by Angel Payne

  Tait chuckled. “Looks like she wouldn’t mind that ‘fix’ at all, brother.”

  “You don’t mind?”

  Tait tapped something with his hand. It sounded like the leather of Kellan’s well-stocked supply pouch. “I’ve got some prep work to keep me busy, but don’t think I won’t enjoy things as I do. Watching this girl’s lips go to work on a cock, even if it isn’t mine, is up there on my Wonders of the World list.”

  She couldn’t help a giggle. And an eye roll. “Sir, with all due respect, you are full of crap.”

  Tait, now standing next to the bed behind her, snorted. “Thanks for the deference, dreamgirl, but you’ll still accept a small punishment for that, as you are full of shit.”

  She tossed a coy pout. “Oh, dear. Guess you forgot about the whole thing about Leo being in the next room? Silence and whispers tonight, not smacks and screams, remember? I suppose that makes punishments a little…umm…impossible?”

  Tait looked at her, incredulity stamped on his lips—before he traded a confident laugh with Kellan. Lani felt the certainty fade from her face. If she’d just given the punch line, she wondered what the hell the joke was. She was tempted to fire that exact line at the two of them, but the bed trembled as Kellan climbed up beside her, kneeling so his crotch was directly in front of her face.

  “Silence is golden in many different forms, sweetheart.” He ran his knuckles along her cheeks, bringing blissful trails of heat, before shifting his hands to his fly. “Your little lip workout gave me a great idea for one.”

  She answered with an adoring sigh as he unzipped with a brusque jerk, letting his swelling flesh burst free, veins standing out along the length of his crimson stalk.

  “Kiss it,” he ordered quietly. The moment she did, his dark purple head erupted with a shimmering white drop. “Now suck that off.”

  She moaned, all too eager to obey. Kellan hissed and bucked his hips. “Good, Sir?” she whispered.

  “It’s a damn good start, Starshine.”

  His growl turned her senses into a thousand forms of lust. Since the beginning, Kellan had been a lover beyond compare, forceful and passionate, who enjoyed being on top in so many senses of the word. But Tait’s guidance had drawn out the stricter, sexier side of him, a dominant in desire who curled her toes, spun her senses, and drenched her sex in need. Tonight, she needed that leader more than anything, and he was not letting her down.

  Kellan raked a hand through her hair, gathering most of it around his fist. He pulled her forward, guiding her lips back to the broad crown now dotted with more drops of precome. “Open your throat, sweet girl. I want to fuck it good before I bury myself in your pussy.”

  He fed her his cock with one hot surge, consuming every corner of her mouth with his hot girth. Lani felt him shake and swallow, holding down his groan. She forced back her answering cry with a long breath.

  Within seconds, she learned that the sound containment ricocheted all the arousal back down through her body, five times more potent than before. Her whole sex quaked. She inhaled again, reveling in a repeat of the sweet tremors in her deepest folds, assuaging the lust by sucking harder on Kell’s cock. A hot breath left him. He threw back his head. They taunted each other in that silent, sexy game for many hot minutes. Who would be the first to snap their silence, even with a whimper?

  Lani dared an exultant stare up Kellan’s torso, into his eyes. She was, after all, the one who had the most sensitive part of his body at the back of her throat. Piece of cake.

  She’d underestimated how well these two men knew their cake.

  In the second before she was certain Kellan would crack, there was a shocking pain near her crack. Were those Tait’s teeth? Was the man biting her on the ass?

  No. Not “biting.” Biting. The digs weren’t a few love nips. He dived in at both her cheeks like they’d turned into chocolate frosted donuts with sprinkles. With every sink of his teeth and lips, she twisted the bedspread harder from the exquisite pain.

  After five bites, she surrendered the silence contest to Kellan, mewling around his cock. He countered with a gentle shush, though his thrusts in her mouth became more deep and demanding. At the same time, Tait grabbed her back cheeks and pulled them wide, using that new valley as a gateway to seek her sex with his mouth.

  In the room, it was so quiet that the ticks of the gaudy red eighties alarm clock could be heard. Inside, Lani was panting, gasping, and shouting for mercy from her two-sided assault of pulsing male desire. In her mouth, Kellan’s cock burned and throbbed. Between her thighs, Tait’s mouth pulled and licked. Aue. They were relentless. Tireless. And perfect. She curled her fists tighter into the bedding, struggling not to scream from their hungry torment. It was so good. So slick and sizzling and hot. She swallowed hard. Again. It didn’t help. A cry bubbled in her throat…

  “Don’t.” Kellan’s murmur, sounding strained itself, wove through all her senses. “Don’t do it, sweetheart. Your voice still belongs to us, and we haven’t untied it yet.” When she gave an incensed growl, he released her hair in order to caress her jaw. “Focus it all here. Take what Tait’s giving you and then funnel it back to me. Suck me harder, Lani. Deeper. Holy fuck, yes. Yessss!”

  Hearing what she did for him, feeling it in every throbbing vein of his cock, unfurled a deep fulfillment in her heart. She loved serving him like this, knowing she affected him like this. Every grunt from his lips and tremble of his body brought a surge of power and a wash of gratitude. This bond was like nothing she’d ever had with another person before—and doubted she would again.

  As Tait rode her clit more intensely with his tongue, she knew those cords of connection wound to him too. After her confession in the garden yesterday, it felt damn near decreed by the angels themselves, if not one in particular. Just as Kellan had entwined himself in her heart, Tait had sewn himself into her soul.

  How the hell was she going to let them go?

  She wasn’t allowed to consider an answer for that. Tait, taking his turn at the mind-reading thing, assured that by taunting her with only the tip of his tongue now. She gasped as he flicked it back and forth, teasing her clit like a bee after nectar. Her sex responded with plenty of thick, warm honey. Her muscles clenched. Her thighs ached. She couldn’t stop the wave of heat, rushing at her faster. Faster…

  “Tait, she’s going over. Do it now, man!”

  Confusion collided with her passion. Do what now?

  In the moments before her pussy exploded, Kell pulled back from her mouth. No, she was hauled from him, flattened onto her back in one mighty move from the soldier who’d just been paving her way into heaven with his tongue. Suddenly, Tait was the man who filled her vision with his naked glory and guided his condom-covered cock to her needy, wet entrance. She had no idea when he’d found the seconds to strip and didn’t bother asking. As he entered her in a single thrust, she clung to his shoulders with a sigh of gratitude, letting him spread her wider with powerful slams of his hands.

  “Lani,” he whispered into her ear. “Let me feel that explosion, baby.” He added a bite to the skin just below her lobe while withdrawing and then plunging all the way in again. “Let every inch of my cock know how hard you’re coming for me.”

  Her clit, unfolded and unprotected, was sensitive to every damn breeze in the room. It trembled from the power of his words, making her body grip his ramming cock, driving her toward the shimmering peak of her passion.

  “That’s it, dreamgirl. Give it up. Let it go.”

  She bit into the meat of his shoulder to quell the scream from the climax, bashing her body and senses with unexpected force. Without thinking, she clawed a hand into his dark gold waves, likely ripping a handful of his scalp out with the action. To her delicious shock, Tait reacted with a growl of arousal, leading into the sharper lunges that gave up his own hot release.

  He pulled away all too soon, but she cracked open her eyes to find he was being pushed away. Kellan, now breathtakingly nude with his own sh
eathed erection, moved to fit himself between her thighs. “Number two, sweetheart. You ready?”

  She shot him a stare like he’d just chugged the insanity milkshake, but as the man leaned to take her mouth in a luxurious kiss, her body begged for a taste of the drink, too. Kellan stroked himself a few times before thrusting into her with a determined stab, seating himself deep. His heavy breath of passion mingled with hers.

  “Damn,” she rasped. “Oh, damn. Th-Thank you, Sir.”

  “Thank you, Starshine.” He kissed her more tenderly this time, rolling his hips to set up a steady, urgent pace for their bodies. “Your cunt is so hot. T warmed you up well for me.”

  “Speak of the devil.” The crack came from Tait, who rolled back onto the bed as Kellan twisted to his side, keeping his body inside hers by pulling her leg around his waist.

  “Indeed.” Kellan flashed a wry smirk at his buddy over her shoulder.

  “Speaking of warming her up…”

  The guys exchanged one of their spidey power stares, making Lani’s stomach roll like taking the first climb on a monster roller coaster. A thrill lay ahead. And lots of fear too. Tait’s own kiss, delivered to the middle of her back, didn’t help the former win out over the latter. Neither did his whispered command for her to relax.

  As soon as he reached down and spread her ass a little wider, she determined the reason why. “Oh!” she cried, unable to help herself. Kellan subdued the sound with his mouth.

  “Sshhh, sweetheart,” he murmured. “He’s going to make it better.” As he brushed her hair back with big, gentle strokes, Tait turned in order to get a better view of…things. There was a discernible squirt of lube, followed by the cold infusion of the liquid to her back hole. Kellan kept up his sensual rhythm as Tait worked the lube into her ass, rolling his fingers in masterful swoops. Everything below her navel started vibrating again. Clenching in all the right ways again.

  “Oh.” She repeated it in a whisper this time. “Kamahaˋo…that’s…”

  Incredible. Unbearable. Wonderful. So damn wonderful.

  Kellan kissed away her voice once more. “We know. You don’t need to say anything. Just open your senses and experience it, Starshine.”

  She nodded, smiling to give him a sign of her trust in him. In them both. After the climax Tait had brought her to, she didn’t think her body would bear much more pleasure…

  But oh, how she was wrong.

  “Ahhhh!”

  It was a high gasp that likely drove all the dogs within earshot crazy, but her two hunks only gave cocky chuckles. Of course. They’d been totally in league about this. About how Tait would slide the thin steel rod into her ass in place of his fingers and flip a switch to make the damn thing start vibrating. They’d known exactly what the treatment would do to every inch of her vagina, just beyond the thin membrane of her anus, to the walls that gripped Kellan’s cock…then on to every sensitive inch of her pussy. They knew it would stimulate her in ways that yesterday’s “fun” hadn’t, pulling her into a vortex of lust completely different from what she’d experienced with Tait.

  Through it all, Kellan never stopped giving her every inch of his cock. With each long, intense stroke, it was clear he longed to saturate her in pleasure. His body was bronze and beautiful, his smile wide and wicked, and his adoration open and obvious. “You enjoying that, sweetheart?”

  “Wh-What—” She shook her head, trying to form words. “Wh-Where did you—”

  “A little present we picked up for you along with the takeout last night.”

  Tait chuckled. “You ever notice the store that’s four doors down from the Chinese joint?”

  “That’s a really interesting strip mall,” Kellan cracked. “Pun thoroughly intended.”

  “W-Well…this is a hell of a lot better…than chow m-m-m—”

  She stammered into inarticulate silence when Tait clicked the remote for the wand again. Her sex flared in pure bliss. She was going to scream. It wasn’t a matter of if but when. She stabbed a pleading stare across the pillow at Kellan. Help me!

  He gazed back at her, smile now gone, replaced by angles of domination and passion. Without wavering his eyes or the pace of his body, he grated, “T. Come over here. Now.”

  Tait’s face appeared in her line of vision. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

  “Not a damn thing.” Kellan gentled his lunges long enough to thread some fingers through her hair. “We’ve simply made our girl feel so good, she wants to scream—and we’re going to let her.”

  Tait grinned again. “Outstanding.”

  She threw a questioning stare at them both—until the control module for the wand appeared again in Tait’s grip. Her stare turned to a glare, she was certain of it. Were they serious?

  Tait answered her question with one of his own. “Do you trust us, Hokulani?”

  She closed her eyes. And nodded a slow yes.

  “Dear fuck.” Tait murmured it this time. “Your submission is so gorgeous, baby.”

  Kellan didn’t add anything to that. His body became a piston, hard and sculpted as his face, as he built up the rhythm of his thrusts again. Within seconds, the tension in her pussy coiled tighter. That forced her anus to constrict, doubling the pleasure of the wand’s pulsations. She looked up at Kellan with the same pleading look. You want me to scream? Well, here it comes, buddy.

  Kellan curled his darkest satyr’s smile. “Muffle her, T-Bomb.”

  His friend complied by clamping his big hand over her mouth, sealing her lips in as tight as duct tape. She was still able to breathe through her nose, but being held down by him like this came as a sudden shock. A flagrant subjugation.

  A turn-on like she’d never known.

  “That’s good, baby,” Tait praised. “You’re making me hard all over again, just with the power of your incredible eyes.”

  Kellan gripped her thigh, wrapping it harder against his muscled waits. “Now I want to hear her scream.”

  “On the same page, brother.”

  “Hit the wand again.”

  The second Tait flipped the switch, Lani gave them what they wanted. The wand sounded like a small mixer, forcing Tait to slam down a pillow to drown its naughty grinds as it flailed her ass, vagina, and clit with a thousand pulses of fire. The magnificent torment tore through her body, ripping her throat open on a shriek of raw passion. A tidal wave of sensation slammed, threatening to rip her mind from the moorings of reality itself. She reached out, needing them both as anchors, gripping Tait’s neck with one hand and Kellan’s with the other. Their gazes darkened yet warmed at the same time. She could happily drown in the magic of their eyes.

  “Good girl,” Tait murmured. “You’re our very good girl, Lani. You’re taking it so well, baby. Goddamn, your whole ass is vibrating. Kell, I wish you could feel this.”

  “Who says I’m not?” Kellan opened his lips enough to let her see his clamped teeth. “Goddamn, Starshine. My cock’s never felt anything like this before.”

  Tait, the bastard, started pumping the wand in and out in time to Kellan’s plunges. Lani screamed harder against his hand. “Ohhhh, yeah,” he whispered. “That’s it, baby. Come for us one more time. Give it all to us.”

  As if the walls of her vagina simply awaited his clearance, they thrummed and pounded, squeezing that special button inside that set off her orgasm like a subsonic boom. Lani ground her fingers into the guys’ necks as her heart stopped, her lungs seized, her mind flew, and her pussy detonated. Just a few seconds later, Kellan reached back and pulled the wand free in order to grab her ass with both his hands, leveraging her tunnel for his deepest drive. His orgasm started with his tight grunt and continued with tremors that shook every inch of his massive frame. At last he crushed her mouth in a kiss, pulling free the final knots on what little was left of her emotional composure.

  The tears came, silent and potent, as she gazed up into the faces of the men who’d taken her body, her spirit, and her mind to places she’d never dreamed poss
ible. Who’d forced her to shirk the silver domes, to befriend the voices on the wind, to unleash the wildest passions in her body. Who’d taught her that in her submission and softness, she could be her strongest. They were her two demons yet her matched angels. Her tormenters yet her rescuers. Her gray and gold. Her yin and yang.

  Her heart and her soul.

  The tears came harder. The realization wasn’t fair. Its timing was a more hideous injustice. Why did she have to recognize her feelings now, just hours from the moment that they’d leave this cottage to fight her battle?

  All right, so the army wasn’t flying in a whole battalion just because of her. The security of the whole country hinged on who triumphed at Hale Anelas, and she was confident the US would be that victor—but at what price? Had destiny brought her Kellan and Tait only to take them from her on the steps they’d defended last week?

  “Lani?” Kell pulled his body from hers, tossed the condom aside, and stretched out beside her, mirroring Tait’s posture. “Sweetheart, are you all right?”

  Tait scraped the hair away from her face. “We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

  “Was there something you didn’t like?”

  “You should’ve said something—”

  She cut them off with a misty laugh. “Excuse me, security? I need to file a report. Someone’s taken my two Doms and replaced them with these fourteen-year-old girls.” After they fell into a sulky silence, she reached to the thick waves on both their heads and tugged hard. “Okay, how’s this for screwed-up teenager? I’m… I’m falling in love with you.” She sniffed to fill their thick silence. “Yeah, both of you. Feel better now?”

  Kellan was the first to move. With a gaze luminous as spring mist, he leaned and claimed her lips beneath his in a tender caress. “Save room at the end of that drop, sweetheart, because here I come too.”