Mallory's Bears(37)

“Take it easy, baby.” His hand cupped her crotch. His finger slid over her juice-slickened clit. His touch was the spark that the inferno had waited for allowing the blame to burn even hotter.

“That’s it. I want you all over my hand. I’m going to eat you out until you scream my name.”

“Then stop talking about it and do it.” The urgency inside her took over, driving all other thoughts away. She had to have them. Had to feel their bodies against hers. How didn’t matter.

Rick swung his leg over her to straddle her chest. “We will. All in good time.”

He pushed her breasts together, playing with them as they jiggled. “Fuck me with your tits.” He rocked against her, sliding his cock back and forth between her breasts. The feel of his cock against her skin was exhilarating and she couldn’t help but flick her tongue over his cock as it played hide and seek. She felt his cock grow larger, longer. Placing her hands over his, she helped keep her breasts together, adding even more pressure against his shaft.

Rick leaned his head back and moaned. “Damn, but that feels good. But I don’t need your help.”

He reached somewhere beside him and, taking another set of cuffs that looked like the ones on her ankles, he snapped them around her wrists, then pulled her arms over her head. Leaning over her head to secure the cords to the head posts, he dangled his cock in front of her face. She giggled, then made good use of his position to lap her tongue around his length.

As soon as he had the cords tied, he flattened his hands against the wall and lowered his head. His eyes closed and his expression became one of pure lust. She sucked on him, putting every bit of effort into hollowing her cheeks and dragging him in. Determined to give him as much pleasure as she could, she circled her tongue around him, sucked, then released, then did it again.

Like a trail of desire, Gunner’s fingers massaging her clit sent a line of need racing toward her mouth. What one brother gave, the other gained. She was the lucky one in the middle.

These were her men. She no longer had any doubt. Having been numb to the idea of getting on the bus and leaving them behind, an explosion of relief had burst apart inside her once Gunner had carried her up to the bedroom. She realized that, no matter what might have happened in Shatland, she couldn’t have left. Her heart knew where she belonged. It had taken time for her head to realize what her heart had already known.

Gunner moved between her legs, sliding his thighs under her lifted buttocks and taking the strain off on her legs. His hand slipped underneath her, caressing the seam of her buttocks. “Sweet. Damn, but you’re amazing. Just breathe, baby.”

She gasped as something cool and slippery entered her anus. Where she’d expected his fingers, she’d gotten a butt plug. Never having experienced one, she was thrilled at the way her ass muscles tightened around it. At first, it was a little painful, but that gave way to sinful delight. She sucked on Rick’s cock and dragged on his cock, making it feel the way her butt hole did.

When Gunner put his mouth against her pussy, she jerked away from Rick’s cock and let out a cry. She dragged in a breath, then closed her eyes and moved her head side to side, letting Rick’s cock slide from one side of her face to the other. The softness of his mushroomed cap left a trail of pre-cum along its path.

The sigh of enjoyment Gunner gave her as he came up from licking her pussy drove her into a flight of ecstasy. The little things, soft touches, and moans of satisfaction, turned her on even more. She’d never known that sex could be like this. She’d never believed she’d be caught between two men, men she’d come to care about and respect so deeply.

They were a threesome, not only as their bodies joined together, but because the intangible bond that had brought them together now strengthened, taking a thread of their instinctual, primal pull and transforming it into a rod of unstoppable awareness.

Each man caressed her, then attacked her, going from gentle to hard, then back again. The changes left her standing on a sexual tightrope, uncertain what would come next, unprepared to handle one emotion as it washed into another.

Rick was unrelenting as he shoved his cock forward, rubbing between her breasts and forging a friction-filled path along her skin. Gunner ate her up, his tongue playing jump frog between piercing her pussy then swiping over her swollen clit. One hand twisted the butt plug while the other massaged her clitoris.

They drove her crazy with a disease that only they could cure. Rick leaned forward and slammed his cock into her mouth as he worked his hips back and forth. She ached to skim her fingers along his abdomen, to feel his muscles working like a rhythmic machine. The tendons in his girder-like legs rippled and flexed, pumping his cock into her time and again, driving farther into her throat until she choked. He backed off, opening eyes that were filled with sparkling amber. The muscle in his jaw twitched as he fought to maintain control.