He just kept massaging her shoulders, digging his fingers into her tense muscles.
“Let’s give them a glimpse of what they’ll be getting, shall we?”
She inhaled as his hands moved off her shoulders and came around to cup her breasts. At the same time, he pressed his body against her, bringing her closer to the window. He pushed against her until her breasts were squished against the cold window pane, and then he dipped his head and kissed her left shoulder with a gentle butterfly kiss that sent shimmers of pleasure down her spine. A guttural whimper found itself passing her lips. It was a sexy sound she really liked.
“I thought I would come in and see if you were okay with the menage. I can see that you are.”
She nodded jerkily. Okay, so maybe he was sure, but was she?
“I wanted you to meet them first, but then I figured it might be better this way.”
This way? What exactly did he mean?
“At least then you wouldn’t have to feel self conscious before…” he let the words trail off. She still wasn’t sure what he meant and then suddenly she noticed the two men at the pump had stopped washing themselves and were looking directly at the window where she stood.
“They’re very observant men.” Logan chuckled. “Nothing gets by them.”
She thought she would feel embarrassed at having been found like this. Oddly enough, she wasn’t.
“Invite them in, when you’re ready,” Logan purred into her ear, his wet tongue lashing her earlobe with sultry licks.
Invite them in, when you’re ready.
Was she ready? Would she ever be? Was he giving her a way out? This was the first time in her life she’d ever been asked to do this sort of thing.
This felt surreal. And fantastic.
She had to be crazy. But she felt so feminine and sexy to have two men looking at her and another one touching her. She definitely was crazy. Wonderfully insane, and it felt so liberating to embrace her sexuality in this way.
Through heavy-lidded eyes, she watched the two of them as they stared at her, and then suddenly, as if with a mind of its own, her right hand lifted and she crooked a finger at them, inviting them to come inside. Their mouths dropped open as if they couldn’t believe what she was doing.
“That’s it, Teyla. Invite them in,” Logan breathed against her hair as he lashed her earlobe with more sultry kisses that sent arrays of excitement shimmering through her. With her heart pounding loudly in her ears, her body sandwiched between the window and Logan, she watched the two men finish washing and then hurry toward the farmhouse. Toward her.
Panic zipped through her.
Oh, God! What had she gotten into? Three men and her?
She swallowed as Logan gyrated his large erection against her butt plug. It pushed deeper into her, the invasion sensual and erotic. She stiffened against him as she heard the front door creak open, followed by the stomping sounds of their boots.
“They’ll be gentle with you at first, so just relax,” he whispered. He moved away from her, allowing her to budge from the window. His hands dropped from her breasts, and she turned around to face him.
“I want you to climb onto the bed. On your elbows and knees, head down on the bed, face sideways into a pillow. Your ass in the air. Your breasts hanging and your nipples just grazing the blankets. I’ll bring them in once you’re in the position.”
Teyla creamed at his words, at the agonized look of arousal splashing across his face.
She nodded jerkily and climbed onto the bed while he watched. Her face grew warm as she tried to remember his instructions and imagined how she would look to them. Her face buried against the pillow, her elbows bracing herself on the bed, breasts dangling, her ass plugged and stuck up in the air like an offering.
Sweet mercy! They would be doing more than just gazing!
She blew out a tense breath and she stayed in that position listening to their low murmurs from the kitchen. She tensed at the knock at the door and Logan’s abrupt answer instructing them to enter.
She swore her breath stalled in her lungs when she heard their soft whistles.
“Fantastic,” one of them said softly. Instantly, she liked his voice. Soft and low. Comforting.
“She’s more than fantastic, Spencer. She’s gorgeous,” the other one, Cassidy, replied.
“Close your eyes, Teyla. Remain in that position while the guys touch you.”
Oh my God.
Her pussy creamed harder and her tummy dipped with an incredible feeling. She tensed as she sensed the men coming closer. Could feel them as the air around her became thick with sexual tension.
It was strange that no fear held her. No embarrassment. Just pure excitement. And disbelief. It seemed as if she were meant to be here. An object of their lust. A woman to be pleasured and to be someone else’s pleasure.
Such a simple thought, yet such a complicated feat against the morals that had been drilled into her since an early age. If things hadn’t been so desperate, would she have accepted these three strangers? Truthfully, she’d been lonely out here. No one to talk to except the occasional client who dared to defy the banker-sheriff.
Her occasional client would be greedy. They always were. Not taking the time to pleasure her, he’d just slap the money down and she’d end up sobbing after he was gone. Weeping at what she’d become. But with Logan, it had been different. He’d taken her pleasure into consideration, but would she end up crying into the pillow after he left?
Truly? She hoped not, but probably. He’d brought her a renewed feeling of worth, and with these three men in the room, their gazes on her nude body, their hoarse breaths snapping through the air like whips, she wanted what was to come next. Wanted this bad.
She yelped in surprise when a warm hand cupped her right breast.
“Easy, I’ve got you, babe.” Logan’s tender voice whispered like silk over her alert nerve endings, calming her sudden flare of uneasiness.
Wow, for a few seconds there, she’d been so carefree. Now she seemed to have sunken back into doubt. From her other side, someone cupped her other breast. This hand was calloused, not as hot. But she could smell the soap he’d used out by the pump.
“I’ve got you, too.” She recognized the voice of the one called Spencer.
She nodded clumsily and he squeezed her nipple between his thumb and a finger. Then both of her nipples were being plucked and kneaded. To her surprise, a wondrous pulsing beat sprang between her thighs.
A pair of hot hands lightly covered her ass cheeks, and the third man’s deep voice curled like melted chocolate over her senses.
“I’ve got your backside, sweetie,” Cassidy said.
A sharp slap to her ass had her yelping at the pain, but hot hands soothed her fiery flesh with gentle caresses. A few more heavy slaps and her ass was literally burning, and truth be told, she was enjoying it. Peeking sideways, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and her mouth dropped open in wonder at the sight. Her cheeks were flushed red on both her ass and her face.
“You like getting spanked, don’t you, honey?” Cassidy asked. He didn’t wait for an answer as a finger swept between her pussy lips and grazed her vaginal opening.
“Oh, yeah, she does. She’s soaking, Logan. You didn’t tell us she liked getting spanked.”
“You didn’t ask,” Logan said in a thick, heavy voice that sent a wild buzz through Teyla. Obviously, he’d gotten turned on watching her getting spanked. “Besides,” he continued, “she wasn’t being bad with me, so I never really had a reason to give her a really good hard spanking. But I must admit, her ass does blush nicely.”
“I’d say she’s being bad now, Logan, my man. She’s got two other men in her bed, besides you. Don’t you think that’s reason enough for you to take over the spanking department?”
“Yeah, I like watching a woman get her ass spanked, and I like spanking her even more,” Logan murmured.
Oh, God. Teyla tensed as she creamed and listened to the rough breathing of her three men. She could hear them moving behind her. Then she gasped as a sharp sting snapped against her cheeks. She didn’t have to see who slapped her. She knew it was Logan from the restrained way his palm touched her flesh. He didn’t want to hurt her. Wasn’t as rough as the other one, but the effect was just as potent, if not more.
