by Cadence Vonn
His head dropped back, and she nipped his neck, marking a spot near his collarbone. She ran her hands down his arms and released the rope before she left his lap.
She turned and mounted the bed like a sleek tigress. A deep ache still boiled inside her. “Have I saved the best for last?” she asked as she crawled up Brad’s body and kissed the tip of his cock. She licked her lips. “Tasty.” She slipped the condom down over his erection.
“Ah, baby, I’ll give you a memorable ride.” Lightening quick, he tossed her down on her stomach. “On your knees.” He forced her legs open as she balanced on her elbows. “After all my masterful work, you fuck Archer first?” He slapped her tender ass with his hand.
Sybil tried to turn over, away from the disturbingly suggestive swat, but Archer appeared and held her in place.
“You’re going to soar if you let go,” he whispered.
Brad spanked her again. The imprint of his hand heated her core to volcanic levels.
“More?” Archer prodded.
“May you burn in Hell. Yes,” she cried.
Brad placed four more smacks against her ass before she pleaded, “Fuck me.”
“Gladly.” There was no hesitation as he plunged into her heat.
Archer yanked her head back and captured her mouth in a hard kiss. His tongue lashed out with the rhythm of Brad’s deep penetrating pace. The sensation reached into her soul. She spiraled out of control as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Brad’s fingers dug into her ultra-sensitive skin, and she embraced the blinding swirl of fiery color as he froze deep inside her. Time disappeared, and she collapsed against the bed.
****
The next morning sun danced in through the windows. Sybil slipped out of bed and darted into the bathroom. Archer let her go. His moment would come when she came out. She appeared a few minutes later, smelling of sweet lavender soap.
“Come here.” He drew her close with the firm command. “Did you enjoy last night?”
“It was a surprise,” she said, giving nothing away.
“Good or bad?”
She made him squirm, and he didn’t like the feeling. In the past, women always thanked him for a great evening, insinuating they wanted more. Sybil would make a great poker player.
“Depends. Do you regret the evening?”
Archer frowned. “I loved every minute of it. I’m sorry if you thought I didn’t like it.”
“That isn’t what I asked.”
“Hmm. No. I don’t regret last night if you enjoyed it.”
Sybil gave a soft snort. “You’ve learned how to kiss ass.”
“Only if it’s yours.” He leaned up and touched her cheek.
Brad tossed on the other side of the bed.
Archer tugged her down, and she stretched out close to his body. “Sweetheart, the only person I’m interested in is you. Now, Brad has the same idea.”
“Who will win me? You’re both exceptional lovers. But you’ve never spanked me. Are you any good at it?”
He pinched her nipple, and she panted next to him. God, did she actually want to be spanked? He’d never done it before. His palms itched to feel her skin tremble as he made it glow red. “Are you insinuating you want more of last night?” Lord, he hoped so.
“I have to make sure I choose the best lover.” She teased around his nipple, her touch lighting him on fire.
He slipped out of bed and reclined her against the pillow. “If you move, you’ll get twice as many swats.” He got up and trotted into the bathroom. With his teeth brushed and an exceptionally quick shower, he reentered the bedroom.
“Where’s Brad?” he asked when he noticed the other side of the bed was empty.
“He kissed me, then slipped on his shorts and headed back to his cabin to shower. He said he’d be right back.” She stretched out. “Are we going to wait for him?”
“No.” He locked the door. “God, you’re beautiful.” Her ginger hair framed her face like flickering flames. Her green eyes danced with heat, causing him to flex his fingers in anticipation of her skin reddening. How did he luck in to a woman eager to experience more of her fantasy? She shifted up on her elbow, baring her rosy nipples. Her suggestive smile made him hustle to the bed.
He plopped down on the edge. “Get up and bend over my lap.” Lord, one of his fantasies was about to come true. They were meant for each other. After this weekend, he’d never let her go. There might be future threesomes, but he aimed to explore her kinky side on his own as well. Pleasing her would be his ultimate goal.
She crawled off the foot of the bed and stood next to his thighs. He tugged on her arm, and she bowed over until her head hung down and she couldn’t move.
“Comfortable?”
“No. But I don’t think I’m supposed to be.” She chuckled. “Is this the first time you’ve spanked a woman?”
Now, it was his turn to be honest. “Yes. But I’ve done it in my dreams. Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“I thought all men watched porn. Brad sure had a handle on painful pleasure.”
“I’m more into mind-blowing orgasms through denial.” He pressed her back down. “Give me your hands.” He gripped her wrists at the small of her back. “Better,” he added as her body shifted and her ass was in perfect striking position.
“Scream if you like. The others will know we’re enjoying a morning round of sex.”
“You want to make Brad jealous.” She tried to turn to look up at him.
“Yeah, baby. You got that right.” He lifted his hand and swatted her tender flesh. Her yelp made the blood in his body head south. “Oh fuck.” He groaned and smacked her again.
Her moan vibrated through her body and connected with his fingers as he gripped her wrists tighter. Three. Her breathing turned into short sharp pants, and he rested his hand on her ass and stroked over the heated skin. He dipped his fingers between her thighs and swallowed hard when he encountered her wet heat. His cock pressed against her side. Pre-cum slicked her skin, making the connection erotic. Her sexy attempts to squirm free turned his dick into steel, and pressure built in his balls until his pulse banged like bass drums.
“You love this.” Even to his own ears he sounded surprised. He certainly loved the red glow of her ass against her creamy flawless back.
“It has its merits,” she choked out.
That made him snort and smack her again. “Tell me when you’ve had enough and want fucked.” He continued to adjust the locations of his smacks. Her whimpers turned to cries of pleasure as her ass reddened. Insane how spanking her turned his gut to knots of need. Jeez, he might come against her hip if he continued.
“Now.” The word ended on a groan as he played in her slick heat and dipped two fingers into her pussy. She shivered against his lap.
“Hold that thought, baby.” He draped her over the edge of the bed face down and pulled a condom off the nightstand. He pushed her ankles apart with his feet and positioned the tip of his cock. “Your ass is cherry red, and I’m so fucking turned on I might not last long.” He held her down at her waist and glided into her heat a few inches. He froze. “Baby, don’t move a muscle or I’m lost. You have me crazy tight in your heat.”
He made it to the hilt and ground his groin against her wet flesh. A hiss of frustration accompanied his retreat before he slammed in again and held her still. “Fucking amazing.”
He dipped his fingers in her moisture and danced them over her anus. She jerked alive and squeezed the hell out of him. He couldn’t control his shudder as one last deep plunge dissolved his control. He pumped hard. Maniacal gasps left her mouth as he worked his cock to stroke over her G-spot. He pounded in a fast motion and gripped her hips as she tightened her hold around his dick.
He froze. She hadn’t reached her climax, but he lost control and her muscles took everything he had to give. He rested his forehead against her back. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll make it up to you.” He pulled out and flipped her over. Her eyes were closed, and she bit her lip a
s his fingers stroked over her clit. He kneeled down and swiped his tongue over her hard knot of nerves.
Her eyes flew open, and she leaned up to watch.
“You like it?”
She nodded. He spread her legs wider and took another swipe. Her head dropped back, and her breasts heaved. This was his expertise. With light flicks of his tongue and teasing circles with his fingers, he controlled her building orgasm.
Her skin got warmer, and her cries became breathy pants of incoherent words. From this angle, she was a goddess. Long red hair flowed free, and the view of her breasts up to her long neck glistened.
“Oh, baby. You are a sight.” He tormented her G-spot with two fingers, and she wiggled, trying to get more.
“Your cock would be better.”
“I’m a tad out of commission at the moment. You are one fucking sexy babe, and you squeezed the life out of me.”
She whimpered in frustration as he used his tongue. “Stop until you’ve recovered.” She closed her legs.
He wiped his mouth on the sheet and leaned over her. “Spanking you took me so fucking high, then you yanked me over the edge and almost killed me.” He kissed her breast. “What can I do to make it as exciting for you?”
“Last night it took two cocks to satisfy my deep ache.” She raised her eyebrow.
He bent and retrieved his phone from his shorts pocket and pressed a button. A second later, he said, “Are you outside the cabin?
“Fuck yeah. You bastard. Why did you lock the door?”
“I’ll come and unlock it.” He dropped the phone and headed to the door. Brad entered and made a beeline to the bed.
“Fuck, you started without me.” He caressed up Sybil’s leg.
Sybil stretched out and gave Archer a wink. They would do it again and again if he had his way. “She was a bad girl, so I spanked her.”
Brad took hold of her legs and flipped her over. “Nice,” he said as he caressed her red cheeks.
She leaned up on her side. “I’m frustrated, and you two are yapping about my ass.”
“How about I take over and do my bit for not letting me watch you spank her,” Brad said to Archer as he slapped his hand against his thigh.
“Only if you guarantee I’ll get some satisfaction,” Sybil piped up.
“You didn’t satisfy her?” Brad raised his eyebrow.
“Not yet. She purposely wasted me. However, she did point out that it took two cocks to satisfy her last night.”
“Then I’m at your service.” Brad leaned down and kissed her hip. “Where do you want me to start? I think your ass is off-limits for the rest of the day.”
Archer smoothed his hand over her flushed cheek, and she shivered under his touch. “What other bits of entertainment do you suggest? I think our songbird is open to exploration.”
“I have some fun things in my magic bag of tricks.”
“Anything. Please,” she whimpered.
“I’m beginning to enjoy Brad’s influence on you. Do you find this weekend freeing?”
“Very.” She relaxed against the cool sheets. “Something about the loss of control that is stimulating.” She gave him a sexy shoulder shrug and blew him an air kiss.
“I have to agree. I got a taste of that last night. It has merit,” Archer said, then snorted as Brad pulled off his shirt and shucked his shorts. He was commando and ready for action. “The show is yours at the moment. The lady wants it kinky.”
“Tie this blindfold over her eyes.” He handed Archer a black cloth.
“You heard the man.” Archer leaned in and raised her head. “Remember, you can stop us at any time.”
She gave him a nod, then closed her eyes as he tied the silk around her head.
“Babe, face the foot of the bed and kneel,” Brad ordered. “Now, Arch, tie this rope around that wrist, and I’ll do this one.” He handed the rope to his friend, and they helped her shift.
When they were both finished, Brad leaned in and swiped his tongue over her nipple. “You’re in for a treat. Every guy in the area will be hard as a rock from your screams.” He pinched her flesh, and she shivered.
Archer pressed a kiss against her palm. He would worship her when they got home. Silk rope would be on his list of things to buy. Along with anything she wanted to add to their sexy nights.
“Take the end of the rope on the arm you’re holding and hook it through the metal finial at the top like I did last night.” He demonstrated what he wanted Archer to do. “See, she’s secure, kneeling at the foot of the mattress. Now we’ll have some fun. We can touch her from every angle.”
Sybil gave the ropes a yank to test their strength. Stretched out between the two tall corner posts at the end of the bed, she probably looked like a sacrifice for some demon god. Different from last night, now two men would enjoy teasing her. Concerned about how Archer viewed what was happening, his sweet kiss to her hand helped her relax. Even though Brad was exceptional with kink, Archer still had her heart. The lack of sight heightened every noise. She tilted her head. The refrigerator door opened and the clink of ice tinkled in a glass. One of them was getting a drink.
“I’d like a sip,” she said.
“Would you now?” they replied in unison.
An ice cube slipped over her warm lips, and she licked at the cool water as it melted against her parched skin. Whoever held the cube allowed her one more suck before he dragged it down her neck. A shiver danced over her flesh as the ice melted and tiny rivers of water raced between her breasts to her belly. It tickled the fine hairs, and she squirmed.
A hand on each knee spread her legs apart, and the trickle of water left a trail over her bare mound and got lost in her wetness. She tried to focus on the touch of fingers that caressed her throbbing pussy. What man went with what hand? The teasing, tapping, tickling made her dizzy. One of the men gripped her hair and tugged her head back. He held it there while the other man pulled on her left nipple. A sharp cold pinch of metal made her moan.
“More, baby?” Brad asked.
“Yes,” she choked out as her other nipple was twisted and clamped.
“You look sexy as hell. I’ll need to buy you your own set of clamps.” Archer’s voice sounded gritty and aroused.
“Do you use a vibrator at home on those lonely nights when you don’t have Archer to warm your ass in bed?”
She shook her head. She didn’t need a vibrator. Her fingers and dildo worked beautifully. But she wouldn’t tell them that.
“Then you’re in for a treat.”
A low buzz punctuated the silence. Her first instinct was to close her legs, but when the noise turned into a pressured touch, she focused on the sensation. A thousand pricks of energy danced over the area. She assumed Brad controlled the action as he manipulated the round tip of the vibrator against her mound. Lower, her mind screamed as he roamed over the area.
Firm presses against her flesh made her shiver. She tried to close her legs to gain control.
“Hell, no way.” Archer wrapped a satin cord around her knee and pulled it to the corner post. He did the same with her other knee. “Now, babe, you’re at our mercy. When we’re finished, you’ll be begging for our cocks to satisfy you, instead of saying red.”
Brad pressed harder, and the deep vibration rumbled through her body. Archer spread her wide, exposing her to Brad’s teasing. An uncontrolled sexy cry bubbled up her throat and filled the cabin.
“Sing for us,” Archer encouraged. “Every guy in this camp will envy us.”
Sybil clamped her mouth shut and panted through her nose.
“Is that the game you want to play?” Archer chuckled. “You have my cock rock-hard again.”
He tugged on the chain to her nipple clamps, and she cursed, “Fuck.”
Arrows of heat shot straight to her clit and mixed with the vibration. Every nerve along the path burned. She gripped the ropes around her wrist and fisted the cord, turning her knuckles white.
“Take this,” Brad said,
and Sybil assumed he handed the vibrator to Archer. The bed dipped, and a second later, Brad pressed his nakedness against her back.
Upright and immobile, she couldn’t control her shaking as Brad’s sheathed dick pressed against her ass cheeks. Archer’s deep breaths sent goose bumps over her breasts. God, she wanted him to lick her nipples.
“I get to be the one who fucks you this time,” Brad whispered from behind her. He skimmed his fingers over her wetness and slicked it back over her anus.
“No,” she gasped.
“That’s not the correct word.” His finger probed the tight opening, and he bit her ear to add a hint of pain. When she didn’t say red, he tested the tightness.
“Oh blessed fuck,” she muttered.
Archer pressed the vibrator directly against her clit at the same time Brad breached her back door with his middle finger. “Motherfucker. We’ll have her begging for both of us before you know it.” Brad insinuated his finger deeper. “You know, Arch, she’d never be satisfied with one of us anymore.”
“I think you might have a point,” Archer agreed. Her whimpers increased as he turned up the speed.
Sybil wanted to yell red and make them suffer, but she didn’t want to miss the ending. She wasn’t disappointed when Brad impaled her pussy on his sheathed cock. Aroused, he entered in one deep thrust. He hesitated, allowing her a moment to relax her muscles. He plundered her core with fast lunges.
“Bloody hell,” he muttered. “I can’t go deep. Man, release her arms and bend her forward.” Brad’s voice held a note of urgency. “Take her lower,” he commanded as the position forced her ass higher in the air.
“Oh fucking shit.” Brad banged her so deep his balls bounced off her clit as his middle finger worked her ass. Heat surged up her legs. The air around her disappeared, and she gasped for a breath so she wouldn’t pass out. Nothing came close to the sensation overwhelming her body. Icy cold warred with the heat, making her lightheaded. A sheen of sweat dampened her chest. The chain connecting her nipples swung with the movement. Fuck, could her nipples be any more sensitive?
