She’d better get used to it and fast.
Her gaze drifted to Tyrell. A luscious smile tilted the tips of his lips, and she had the distinct feeling he had a secret. They all had a secret.
“Okay, what’s up?” she asked, liking their playful looks.
Tyrell lifted a piece of paper and handed it down to her. Water dripped from her arm as she accepted it and read what they’d written.
It was the honey-do list she’d been talking to Durango about. The men had made up a schedule in record time, outlining all the chores each of them would do. Amazing.
“I’m impressed,” Liz said as she read the neatly scrawled handwriting.
“You also mentioned you had needs, Brandy,” Landon said softly.
“We figured with the way you’re touching yourself, we would come in handy about now,” Tyrell whispered.
“I want to watch,” Durango added.
Liz swallowed, felt the familiar rush of lust shifting through her like a drug as the three men peered at her with way too much anticipation.
“Since when do you guys have to ask?” she replied, handing the note back to Tyrell.
“We’re not asking, babe,” Durango replied hoarsely.
Liz trembled at the domination in his voice.
“We made an adjustment to the lean-to while you were inside,” Tyrell said, his gaze moving upward. Liz followed to where he was looking, and she started. Directly above the tub, on a beam in the ceiling of the lean-to, she caught a glimpse of silver. A large eye bolt had been screwed into the wood beam. From it hung a hook.
Her breathing quickened. Why hadn’t she seen that up there? Because she’d been too busy pleasuring herself, that was why.
She looked back down and met Durango’s gaze, read the sexual intent flaring in his blue eyes. Her breath caught at the heated look, at the sizzling tension zipping between the two of them. She grew so hot she was surprised the water hadn’t started to boil. He held up some long leather straps with cuffs.
She creamed. Hard. She knew what was going on. Leather straps and attachments. They would bind her. This time they would take her while she was standing.
She licked her lips as a sensual nervousness zipped through her. Shivered as the intense yearning to have sex with them took hold with a vengeance.
“We have needs, too, Brandy,” Landon said as he leisurely removed his jacket and hung it on one of several nail posts. He began to undress.
“Lots of needs, Elizabeth,” Tyrell replied as he, too, removed his jacket and hung it beside Landon’s. He began to undress.
Oh my gosh.
She fought her growing nervousness as Durango didn’t move. Didn’t undress. Instead, he leaned over the bathtub, his hand slipping into the water. She thought he would start stroking her pussy, but his hand wrapped around her wrist like a taut rope.
“Stand, baby.” His gaze riveted her. Hot waves of pure sensuality blazed off his body into hers.
“Stand for them,” he whispered.
He wanted her to stand so he could watch her be taken by the other two. She knew he did. That’s why he wasn’t getting undressed.
“Durango…” she whispered, suddenly feeling unsure of this. Maybe she wasn’t able to get into this new lifestyle? Maybe this situation was impossible? She already liked Landon a lot, and Tyrell was so nice, but she didn’t really know these two. Durango wanted all of them living here like some polygamous family or something. What if they decided they didn’t want her anymore?
Fear and self-doubt almost devoured her, but then she looked into Durango’s eyes and saw the love flaming there for her. Love, lust, and appreciation for what she was going to give him.
“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay,” he soothed. Obviously he was sensing her uneasiness.
No, he would never leave her again. She knew that now. He’d gone away and he’d come back. And she wanted this.
Confidence pushed away her wariness. It felt good. She felt good. This was right. This is what she wanted.
Durango tugged and she managed to get up out of the water and stand in the tub on her trembling legs. Cold air breathed against her wet flesh, but the coldness only heightened her arousal. Water dripped off her shivering body, and she whimpered as he strapped the cuffs securely around each wrist. Then he lifted her arms way up over her head, and she watched helplessly as he hooked the restraints above.
She was trapped. At his mercy again. At their mercy again. She felt overheated with the excitement. Burning with the anticipation of being taken. Of being sandwiched between two hard, muscular bodies.
As Durango held her gaze, she heard the rustling of clothing being removed. Heard the slurp of lube. Oh God.
Durango was breathing hard as he drew away and allowed the other two men, totally naked now and both wearing condoms, to step into the tub with her. Tyrell in front. Landon in back.
She could feel their body heat coming at her from both sides. Waves of sensual heat wrapped around her, chasing away the chill. She could smell Tyrell. Sexy. Strong. Spicy. And Landon’s scent. Pine, soap, and fresh air.
A strong pair of hands settled over the curves of her hips. Landon.
Corded muscles bunched in Tyrell’s biceps as his hot hands slipped against her waist, holding her steady.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever come across, Elizabeth,” Tyrell whispered. She knew he was lying. He had to be. But she liked his compliments.
“So sexy. I enjoyed watching what happened between you and Durango and Landon in the kitchen.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. He’d seen them having sex. Heat cascaded through her, and her cheeks flushed. Great, now her cheeks were getting red, she just knew it.
He grinned, obviously enjoying her embarrassment. He licked his lower lip. Her gaze dropped to his tongue. He had a nice tongue. Red and perfect.
Behind her, Landon nuzzled against the curve of her neck and shoulder, his bristles erotically scratching her sensitive flesh.
“You don’t even realize how sensual you are, do you, Brandy?” Landon murmured, and her body tingled as he lapped his tongue along her neck. “I like that about you. Being modest makes you even more beautiful.”
She moaned as his large cockhead pressed between her butt cheeks and against her sphincter.
“Shh, you’ll love this, sweetness. I promise.” Tyrell bent his head, his mouth capturing hers in a firm, demanding kiss. She liked the taste of him. Dark and sensual, like coffee after a hot night of sex.
Automatically she widened her legs, catching her balance.
His mouth moved over hers confidently, his tongue pushing past the last remnants of her resistance. He lashed his tongue against hers. The connection was blistering. So intense, it snapped all her nerve endings on fire. His steel-hard cockhead rubbed firmly against her sensitive clit, sparking all kinds of wicked sensations. Her pussy clenched. Her ass throbbed with anticipation. Gosh, this felt so wonderful.
Liz shuddered, cried out as the pressure built in her ass and Landon slipped in with his generously lubed cock. Slid in easily, slowly, stretching her until she gasped into Tyrell’s mouth at the immense invasion burrowing into her behind.
Tyrell’s hands slipped off her waist and started roaming her body.
Landon pulled free, and without warning, Tyrell thrust into her vagina. Hot and heavy and so thick, his fiery shaft pistoned boldly into her, making her moan at the intensity of his size and quickness of his penetration.
Writhing now, she was sandwiched between their hard bodies. Coils of arousal uncurled quickly now, building and wrapping around her, making her gyrate her hips and buck against them.
“That’s it, Brandy. Let’s show Durango how you love being fucked by two men,” Landon whispered against her neck, then kissed her there. Just the mention of Durango, the thought of him watching and enjoying his fantasy at her being fucked by two men, made her even more keyed up.
