by Mia Ashlinn
“No, it is easy,” Caedon insisted. “You’re worried about what you’ll read about us. Then don’t read anything. I’m sure Trent will be more than happy to pull all the scandal sheets at Garrett’s Groceries.”
Oh yeah. Garrett’s is the only place I see the news. Hello? Have you heard of Google, Yahoo!, or Bing? Um, what about People, CNN, and E! Online? And don’t forget Perez Hilton. Never forget Perez Hilton.
She snorted. “That’s only the beginning.”
“Then we’ll do what we did before to keep you entertained,” Caedon said confidently. “We’ll fuck your cute little self until you’re too tired to roll out of bed.”
Sounds like the perfect plan to me. But she didn’t say that out loud. That would be too easy. That would make too much sense. “You can try,” she retorted. “However, if I recall, you two were the ones who wound up too tired to drag your sexy asses out of bed.”
Caedon latched his hands onto her hips. Using his hold, he rubbed her naked pussy and ass against the erection straining behind his fly. He moved her back and forth, the thick, rough fabric abrading her with each fleeting pass. “Why don’t we see about that? I’m willing to bet we have more stamina than you.”
“You wish,” she countered. “I’ll take that bet. So what are the terms?”
Without slowing down his seductive motions, Caedon pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her shoulder. “If you can get out of bed before we can in the morning, we’ll be your personal servants for a year.”
Ella rolled her eyes. “You already are…for a lifetime.”
“Bullshit,” Micah cursed as he stood up. Towering over her, he slipped his hands underneath the waistband of his pants. With a lascivious grin, he slid the jeans over his hips then down his thighs. His cock immediately bounded free, the damn thing so close to her mouth she could reach out and lick it if she wanted to. And damn it, she wanted to. Hungering for a taste of the moisture seeping from his slit, she licked her lips.
Distracted by her husband’s dick, she admired the beauty of his and her favorite appendage. The wide head appeared soft to her fascinated eyes, and the skin had taken on an angry shade of red. His thick shaft seemed larger, more vital, than normal. But it could have easily been her imagination.
Allowing her eyes to drift further up Micah’s shaft, she concentrated on following the large, prominent vein running the length of his cock. She watched the blood pounding through the blue-colored passageway, pulsating wildly just beneath the skin. Reaching where his root met the pelvic bone, she smiled. “I’m waiting.”
“So am I,” Micah shot back. “Make the bet, Ella.”
She shrugged. “If I win, you have to help me cook some of the desserts for Thanksgiving dinner. I’m tired of hearing Molly-Grace’s pleading.”
Pausing his stimulating actions, Caedon tightened his grip on her hips and commented, “Sounds like fun. Will you be wearing an apron?”
She glanced over her shoulder, sticking her tongue out. “I don’t cook naked.”
“You should,” Caedon suggested as he skated kisses down her spine. In response to the flutter of his mouth, she arched her back with a soft moan. “That way I could eat you then dinner.”
Um, yes please. “Fine.” She grinned. “You win, and I’ll cook naked for a year.”
“Sound like a damn good bet,” Micah told Caedon.
“I’m in.”
Micah wrapped his big hand around his cock, pumping the shaft a couple of times. Longing for a taste, she snaked her tongue out. But he stepped back before she could sample his essence. Annoyed, she clamped her jaw shut, which drew a chuckle from him. Guiding his massive erection to her mouth, he caressed her lips with the slightly damp tip. “Open.”
And she did. Widening her mouth, she granted him access. He took it. He breached her lips, stuffing her mouth full of his cock. He plunged so deeply, so swiftly, that his crown bumped into the back of her throat before she had time to prepare for the raw raid. Breathing through her nose, she fought her instinct to gag and won.
Running his hands through her hair, Micah cupped the back of her scalp, holding her in place as he fucked her face. She loosened her jaw so she could take what he was willing to give her, and he continued to give her a lot. He thrust his hips, propelling his full flesh forward then retreating back again. He gave her no option but to take him, and she did—over and over. She accepted his full girth without reservation, relaxing as Micah took control.
Skimming his hands down her sides on a straight path to her hips, Caedon whispered, “Take him, sunshine. Swallow his cock.” As he talked dirty to her, he dipped his hands into her curved waist on each side then glided out. He slipped his touch lower, brushing over her hips before settling between her thighs. “I love to watch you with Micah. There’s something so loving, so sexy between you that I can barely keep from coming when I see you two together. It’s fucking unbelievable.”
Spreading her legs apart, Caedon walked his fingertips up her inner thighs, taking one step at a time. He climbed closer and closer to her pussy, leaving no doubt as to where he was heading. The closer he got to her core, the more her lust mounted, the more moisture surged and gathered in her cunt. “I want to fuck you while Micah fucks me. I crave the feeling of your pussy surrounding me, your heat singeing me as he slams me from behind.”
She whimpered. “Yes, yes, yes…” she chanted, but the cock in her mouth muted her.
Without any warning, Caedon pierced her pussy with two fingers, and she cried out in pleasure. Her whole body jolted as he thrust into her channel repeatedly. With each forward drive, she arched her back and ground her pussy into his hand. With each retreat, she whimpered, holding back her pleas for him to stay inside her, to never leave her body, to be one with her forever.
Micah maintained the movement of his hips. He tunneled into her mouth freely, each invasion more forceful than the last. His rough pounding heightened, and she felt the restraint rolling off him as he struggled to remain in control.
Not wanting him to hold back, Ella lifted her gaze to Micah’s. She watched him as she reached between his legs with one hand and cupped the balls hiding there. She rolled the heavy sac in her hand, tormenting him in just the manner he liked. She squeezed him gently, using a little pressure but not too much. She wanted to enhance his pleasure, not hurt him.
“I’m going to come,” Micah told her like she didn’t already know. “If you don’t want to swallow me, you better let go now.” Like I don’t want you to come down my throat.
When she didn’t pull back, Micah’s face contorted, his face darkening dangerously. He bared his teeth a mere second before his shaft swelled in her mouth, growing until her lips stretched painfully to accommodate him. His entire body tautened then shuddered, his cum jetting out of his slit in long, hot streams.
Greedy for the flavor of his mouthwatering essence, she swallowed vigorously, taking everything he had to give. She drank and drank until he was dry, and then she released his flaccid cock. But before he got away from her, she licked each side of his shaft, and he groaned.
Caedon’s finger-fucking lulled unexpectedly, slowing down until he stopped completely. With a regretful sigh, he slid his finger out of her channel, and she felt like cursing—until he spoke. “I want to taste him. I want to taste you. Kiss me, Ella.”
Micah reached down and helped her spin in Caedon’s lap until she faced him. Yearning to be as close to Caedon as humanly possible, she wrapped her long legs around his back then hooked her heels together. She curved her hand around his neck, leading him down to meet her lips.
Their kiss started slow and sweet. But Caedon’s wolfish growl caused her to snap. She attacked his mouth, and he groaned again. Before long, she felt his restraint growing thinner. He clutched her to him, not letting her have even the slightest breathing room. Their chests continually collided, one forceful strike after another.
Ella’s pussy quivered in need, craving a cock to fill it, to satisfy it. Breaking her
kiss, she begged, “Caedon, please fuck me. I–I need to feel you inside me. I can’t take another second without you and Micah.”
Chapter 13
Not the least bit embarrassed by her pleading, Ella met Caedon’s gaze head-on. She smiled at him, all the while praying that she’d managed to sway him to not wait any longer to fuck her. When he nodded then lifted her off his body and laid her on the bed, she knew she’d won.
Creeping up the mattress backward, she sent Micah a come-hither smile. “I need you,” she murmured in the sultriest voice she could manage. Biting her lip, she dropped her gaze to his already-rebounded cock then arched an eyebrow. “Looks like you need me, too.”
As soon as she’d finished speaking, Micah crawled on the bed with her. He followed her to the top before lifting his body on top of hers and lying down. His buff body pressed her softer one into the bed, making her feel sandwiched in. But she didn’t mind. She reveled in it.
Ella trembled, her arousal beginning to overwhelm her. She sighed wistfully as she waited for one of her husbands to fuck her. It didn’t take long.
Micah slipped a hand between their bodies then positioned his steely shaft at her entrance. Prodding her opening, he teased her with small, swift strokes. He gave her an inch of himself then pulled back. He gave her a little more then retreated. Each time he pushed forward, he went further. But every time she thought he would fuck her, he pulled back.
Staring into his face, she pouted. “Don’t you want to fuck me? I want you to fuck me.”
He didn’t answer Ella with words. He merely crammed his cock all the way into her cunt, crowding her channel. She screamed as her walls protested his fierce entry. Throwing her arms out on each side of her, she fisted the comforter and arched her back at the same time.
Micah bore down on her pussy, pistoning into her core. Each time he speared her, she writhed wantonly beneath him. One moan after another rolled off her lips.
“My turn,” Caedon declared from the side of the bed.
Immediately, Micah paused his plunges. Then without pulling out of her, he rolled over onto his back, taking her with him. Before she could take a breath, he resumed his assault on her. She sighed, letting him have his way with her.
Caedon came up behind her. He placed a brawny hand on her back and pushed her forward until she lay stomach to stomach with Micah. Pulling her checks apart with one hand, he used his other to tuck his already lubed-up cock against her rosette. “I love that little asshole,” he commented without a shred of modesty. “It’s so damn pretty.” He rimmed her back entrance with his cock, taunting and tormenting her.
Rocking her hips, she inaudibly beseeched him to fuck her. Only the stubborn man didn’t. He continued to rub her rear opening with the warm crown of his cock. Again, she pushed back. And yet again, he disregarded her.
“Fuck her,” Micah barked. “I’m getting too close for you to keep that shit up.”
Without waiting a second longer, Caedon slipped into her anus. He pressed forward, penetrating her ass without hesitation and igniting a spark in the too tight passage. Like a firecracker, the spark spread, a burn building until she squirmed.
Micah quit plunging. He wound his sizable hands around her hips to her ass cheeks. Spreading her wide open, he grinned. “Just in case he needs my help.”
Despite her arousal, she rolled her eyes. “He’s doing fine,” she panted.
And he was. Caedon continued to forge ahead. He moved further into her forbidden opening, sinking into her until he met resistance. She groaned as the burn spiraled out of control, but she gritted her teeth and took the heat.
Taking a deep breath, she concentrated on the pleasure that was to come, not the discomfort of something so big being stuffed into something so small.
“I’m almost there, sunshine,” he crooned, kissing the back of her head. “You can take me.”
She knew she could. But sometimes she felt overwhelmed by the fullness, by the heat. Sometimes she wasn’t sure she could take their brand of fucking. But she always did, and she always would.
Pushing back slightly, she bore down, and helped him in the only way she knew how. A second later, he slipped past her sphincter then slid inside her until his lower abdomen met her ass.
“Damn, I’ll never get used to how tight you are when I’m in your ass and Micah’s in your pussy,” Caedon commented then slapped the side of her ass. “It’s fucking addicting.”
Ella nodded. “Yes, addicting. Now fuck me”
Micah pulled back as Caedon pushed forward, their plunges alternating beautifully. They fucked her in a rhythm, one thrust rolling into the next. She rapidly felt her arousal escalating, the ripples in her walls altering into waves. She vibrated between the two bodies surrounding her, a groan forming on her lips. But she couldn’t find the voice to scream in ecstasy.
Micah shoved his hand between them, making a beeline for her pussy. He drifted over her mound then slipped between her labia. Before she knew it, he had her throbbing clitoris between his fingertips. With a small twist of his fingers, he launched her out of this world and into a hedonistic galaxy.
Ella screamed as her orgasm came to life and burst free. Her cunt went crazy, the sensitive walls convulsing—and convulsing and convulsing—until she wasn’t sure whether it would ever stop.
Before she had time to come down from the pinnacle, Micah growled, “Pull out,” to Caedon. And he did.
Too tired to fuss, Ella closed her eyes and relaxed. But it was short lived. Caedon dragged his cock out of her ass, the retreat setting off another round of sparks. He hauled her off Micah then placed her on all fours in the middle of the bed before backing away. As Caedon retreated, Micah scrambled off the mattress and went somewhere as well.
Exhausted, Ella focused to keep herself upright. Her trembling legs didn’t particularly want to cooperate, but she managed—until she heard Micah’s soft plea. “Fuck me,” he murmured softly, unexpectedly. The nervous quaver in her strong husband’s voice caught her off guard, and she felt her knees give way just a second before capable hands caught her—Micah’s hands. Silently steadying her, he immediately released his hold on her before saying, “I want you to possess my body like you possess my soul, Caedon.”
Peering over her shoulder discreetly so she didn’t distract either man, Ella saw the naked vulnerability glimmering in Micah’s serious eyes, the unabashed nervousness shadowing his intense face as he waited for Caedon’s response. Unable to control her curiosity, Ella allowed her gaze to drift to Caedon.
Clearly overcome by emotion, Caedon gulped twice. “Now?” he croaked.
Micah nodded. “Yes, now. Today reminded me that we shouldn’t wait for the things we want. We should live in the moment. And at this moment, I want to feel you inside me. I want you to fill my ass with your cum.” Clasping Caedon’s hand, he jerked him forward, their bodies as close as could be. “Mark me, Caedon. Mark me like I marked you when you came back for us.” He nipped Caedon’s lip. “Show me who I belong to. Show me who owns my body.”
Ella’s heart swelled, growing in her chest until she gasped from the rush of love she felt flowing through her veins. “I love you, Micah Blaylock-Asher,” she blurted out before she could stop herself. And she did love him—now more than ever. Seeing him offer himself so freely, so openly, to Caedon for the first time was beautiful and hot as hell.
Micah winked at her with a grin but said nothing.
Grimacing, Caedon whispered, “But I”—he gulped a third time—“don’t know how. We’ve never…I’ve never…”
“I’m sure you can handle it,” Micah said glibly. “I trust you with my heart and soul. Now I’m trusting you with my body—all of it.” He gave a sheepish grin. “I should have done this before now.”
Ella agreed with Micah. He should have let Caedon fuck him months ago. But she understood his hesitation, his fear. He’d never allowed someone to have that sort of control over him or his body. The fact that he was granting Caedon that gi
ft now showed how much he loved and trusted him.
Nodding, Caedon blew out a hissing breath. “Okay,” he agreed with a crimson blush staining his cheeks.
Without waiting or warning, Micah grabbed Ella by the hips then tugged her to the end of the bed. She didn’t protest. She didn’t particularly feel like it. Between the fatigue seeping into her muscles and the emotion clogging her throat, she struggled to do anything. Although, that changed as soon as Micah thrust his dick roughly into her pussy once again. The harsh, unrestrained drive led to a hammering attack on her quivering passageway. He fucked her without pity, remorse, or mercy. He fucked her relentlessly, his uncivilized plunges never slowing.
Lost in the lust consuming her, time lost meaning to Ella. A second, a minute, or even an hour ticked by, but she didn’t have a clue how long it was before suddenly, Micah froze, and Caedon groaned. “God, Micah, your ass is…so fucking tight, so damn hot. You’re burning me alive.”
Blinking back the arousal blinding her, Ella locked her gaze with Micah’s, delighting in the wild gleam to his eyes. He was fucking her. And Caedon was fucking him. Things were about to get very interesting and insanely hot.
Micah growled. “You’re not the only one being burned here, Caedon. Now fucking move.” Abruptly, he resumed his assault on Ella. He penetrated her cunt, ramming his cock home every single time. He groaned. Caedon groaned. And she screamed as her orgasm seized her suddenly, roaring through her body and ravaging it. She shook and shuddered. Her pussy swelled then spasmed. Her juices broke loose, pouring from her in a stream.
Behind her, both Micah and Caedon seemed to lose it. They thrust and grunted, plunged and moaned. Then they came, their bodies seizing and shouts erupting from their brawny chests.
Micah’s cock pulsated as his hot cum erupted and flooded her pussy. He tightened his grip on her hips, pulling her back into his body as though demanding she take every ounce of his cum. And she did. She milked all she could from his body, her slick channel sucking his seed greedily.
