Callie's Captors [Mountain Men(42)

“Hey! We’ll do the spanking here. Remember that.” He lifted her under the arms and tossed her on top of the bed. She squealed then tried to scramble away, but Pete snagged her by the ankle and dragged her back. He positioned her with her butt hanging halfway over the bed then pushed her legs apart.

Giving her a whack on the side of the leg, he took hold of her again and shoved his cock inside her. She squirmed, halfheartedly trying to get away, when Blue grabbed her wrists and held them over her head. His oozing cock was only a few inches from her face.

“Suck on me.”

She wanted to play, to tease. “No. I’m not your captive.”

An eyebrow arched. “Maybe not, but you’re our woman and I told you to suck on me.” To emphasize his words, he pinched her nipple.

She cried out and fought to get free. Sort of. “No.”

Another tweak of her nipple came along with a spank on the side of her butt cheek from Pete. He rammed into her again, then again before adding another spank to the other hip.

“Callie.”

She couldn’t help but look at Blue. “Yes?”

“You’re ours. Not as a captive, but as our woman. And we’re yours. Know that.” He gritted his teeth and the muscles in his jaw danced. “Now suck me.”

His words broke away more pieces of the barrier she’d built around her heart throughout her childhood and into adulthood. They’d claimed her, even commanding her at times, but she’d never felt weak, used, or betrayed by them. Instead, the more they wanted from her, the more she wanted to give to them. And she knew they’d give all of themselves to her in return.

She quit playing the game and opened her mouth. He turned her hands loose and she wrapped her hand around his cock. He was musky smelling, soft and hard at the same time, and huge, filling her mouth. Taking hold of her hair, he helped her to move her head back and forth, drawing him in and then releasing him.

“Play with yourself.”

She reached down as Blue commanded and rubbed her wet pussy. Pete’s cock bumped against her fingers, adding more to her already growing need.

The Deacon brothers were the hottest men she’d ever seen and she was having all three of them. If her mouth wasn’t so busy, she’d shout for joy.

Blue’s grip on her hair hurt, but in a way that only helped to tantalize her more. He softened his hold on her breast, no longer pinching it and, instead, fondled it as he rubbed his palm back and forth over her skin.

Pete’s thrusts grew faster, harder. His gaze was on her pussy, watching her torture herself. With another slap on her butt, he pushed in one last time then pulled out, shouting his release.

“It’s about time I get you.”

Blue yanked on her hair, eliciting a yelp from her, then clutched her arms and pulled her along with him as he fell backward. She landed on top of him, and without warning, he rammed his cock inside her pussy.

She cried out as he sunk deep inside her. He covered her breasts with his hands and she did the same, trying to stay on the thrusting man. His expression was intense, his gaze locked to hers as he worked his hips upward, driving his cock deep within her pussy.

Pete crawled onto the bed beside her and whacked her on the butt cheek again. The pain from that combined with the sensation of Blue’s cock straining against her pussy walls. She cried out, then shouted again when Pete grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He kissed her hard and slapped her butt again.

They treated her roughly, but she loved it. Her body hurt and ached in all the right places. Sweat formed along her brow as she matched each man’s fervor by kissing Pete harder and grinding her body against Blue’s.

When Pete let go of her hair, he leaned over and nibbled along her shoulder. His hands gripped her butt cheeks, adding a slap or two. She looked at Blue and found him staring at her again, but his expression was one that she hadn’t seen before. One that she almost didn’t recognize.

She’d swear he was looking at her with love.

He spoke as if he’d heard her thoughts. “We care about you, Callie. More than you realize. But you will. You will.”

She froze, then at the urging of another slap from Pete, rocked against him. They cared for her. Yet what that meant was unclear. Although different words started to form in her mouth, she said, “I care for you, too.”

Blue’s expression clouded then he shoved into her again. He held on to her as he brought his upper torso up and took her face in his hands. Her breath hitched in her throat as she waited to hear what he’d tell her.

“No, you’re not getting it.” His amber-filled eyes blazed. “I, we, love you.”

Something deep inside her recognized the truth and burst to life. A wildness threatened to overtake her, and for a split second, she saw the world through a flash of amber. Lust, pure and simple, surged wild and an inner voice, an ache-filled howl, echoed in her ears.