mouth, the truth came out anyway. “Five years,” she said softly.
He gave her an odd look, half disbelief, half triumph. “Why?” She shook her head. There was no way she was answering that. Sure, he'd marked her, but she still believed he might change his mind about her later.
“Liza.” He demanded her answer, and she turned pleading eyes to Zach, but he just shook his head. He picked up two items from the dresser top and approached. When he sat on the edge, she saw he had an anal vibe and lube. He flipped the lid and squeezed some on to his fingertips.
“We're waiting, kitten,” he reminded her gently, but she was focused on him, on his fingers rimming her hole. Then one pushed inside her. Slowly, so slowly. She squirmed, not sure if she wanted more or less, and Caleb sat on the bed on her opposite side. He set his hand flat on abdomen and held her still.
“Tell me why, Liza.”
Oh hell, he wasn't going to let it go was he? “I didn't trust anyone else,” she snapped.
“That's what I thought. It wasn't so hard to admit, was it, baby?” She opened her mouth to respond, but during the brief exchange, Zach had lubed the anal plug and slowly pushed it inside her. Gasping, she squirmed again, this time definitely because of the invasion. Caleb didn't remove his palm and Zach didn't stop. She breathed a sigh of relief when it was in place and the pain receded. Then one of them flipped a switch, and it buzzed to life.
“Oh!”
Caleb leaned over and sucked one of her nipples. When he bit, she arched her back wanting more. His fingers closed over the other point and pinched. She cried out.
“Very nice, kitten,” Zach said.
She pried her eyes open to see him kneeling between her spread legs, naked, watching her respond to Caleb. He worked one finger into her pussy, then two. The vibration in her ass kicked up a notch, and she trembled. He fucked her with his fingers, slow at first but with a steady increasing rhythm.
“Hmm,” he murmured. “So hot. So wet.”
He stroked over sensitive tissue, bumped against her G-spot. Her hips lifted, demanding, but he didn't give her more. He just slowly worked her up, slowly drove her body to the peak of arousal and held her there. She could have cried. Would he fuck her already? Oh gods, she hadn't meant to say that aloud.
His laughter was joined by Caleb's. “You're a demanding little thing.” She glared at him when he stopped and withdrew his fingers. Damn it. He moved into position between her thighs, his cock nudged at her entrance, and she held her breath in anticipation. But he didn't move. No hard thrusts. No easy strokes. It was enough to make a girl sob with need.
He was watching her face closely and finally nodded, before pushing inside her. She moaned with relief and pleasure. Caleb released her nipple. He straightened as Zach started to move in shallow, slow strokes, meeting her gaze with a smile that said he had a secret. She was charmed and amused despite the desire building in her body, building among the three of them.
“What?”
His smile broadened, and as he turned his head to face Zach, his eyes turned yellow with barely restrained lust. She didn't know who moved first but the kiss was hard and hot.
Smoldering. Everything inside her flexed watching it. They broke apart, Caleb leaving one last lingering lick across Zach's bottom lip.
“Well?”
Zach grinned. “Oh, she definitely liked seeing that.” Caleb looked her and cocked an eyebrow, obviously wanted confirmation. She fought the urge to giggle. “Maybe you should do it again,” she gasped as Zach moved deeper, harder. “Just so I can be sure, you know.”
He didn't respond the way she expected. Eyes narrowed, he looked back and forth between her and Zach. “Still capable of thinking. And being a smart-ass.” Zach grunted and fucked her harder. “We can take care of that.” He didn't slow as he reached under her for the edge of the anal plug, but she didn't notice until it withdrew a couple of inches before thrusting back in. Then he did it again. And again.
Until she was moaning, thrashing her head back and forth, begging for release.
“That's more like it,” Caleb said smugly.
Each time she came close to coming, Zach stopped her. He slowed or changed his angle of strokes. It wasn't until she actually felt tears leaking from her eyes that they took pity on her. His rhythm became fast and hard, the anal plug ignored. Caleb reached between them at first only grazing her clit, then rubbing, then pinching. She didn't even attempt to fight the orgasm rising in her, rushing through her nerve endings. She screamed embarrassingly loud, but she didn't care.
Her shudders continued through Zach's climax, hadn't quite stopped when they unstrapped her and cuddled her between them. Tender hands caressed her. Her hair, her back and hips, until she came down from the high. Sighing in contentment, she opened her eyes and met Zach's smiling gaze. She lifted her hand to trace his strong cheekbone while nestling farther back against Caleb, sucking in a deep breath when she felt his erection pressing against her ass. She hadn't even noticed them removing the plug. Turning her head over her shoulder, she met his eyes.
“You didn't…”
“I will.” He looked at Zach then returned his gaze to her. “Do you want to watch or do we get kicked out of your bed for this?”
There was zero emotion in his voice, and she realized that must have happened to him before. She could settle his mind about that at least. “You're not going anywhere. Either one of you.”
Zach grinned. “I told you she wouldn't have an issue with us.” She couldn't repress the slight feeling of uneasiness at his words. Were they equals here?
The three of them? Or was she just a biological imperative?
“It's not like that, kitten.” Zach stroked the side of her face. She was learning he never missed anything.
“Tell me what it is like,” she whispered. She wanted both of them and she honestly didn't care if they wanted each other, but she couldn't help wondering if that included her. He smiled at Caleb before he answered her.
