Logan slapped her ass a few more times until she burned and yearned for him to stop. When he finally did, he swept his hand between her legs and cupped her pussy with his palm. Pressing firmly, he gyrated his palm along her sensitized clit.
She bit back a moan as wicked tension sifted through her. Just as she started falling into the abyss of pleasure, he stopped grinding and chuckled knowingly, removing his hand.
“I’m pleased you enjoyed your punishment, Teyla.”
She held her breath as Cassidy began caressing her burning ass again with tender strokes. Logan returned to her side, and she expected him to begin stroking her breasts again. To her disappointment, he didn’t. Instead, he produced a black blindfold and placed it over her eyes. She smelled his scent on it. Musk and sweat and pine. Very nice.
The darkness was alluring, yet also frightening. She’d been paid handsomely for giving three men access to her body, and once again, uneasiness lashed her. What if they hurt her? Humiliated her? Told her neighbors what they’d done with her? Another shot of heat blazed across her face at that last thought, and she swallowed as someone gently tugged the butt plug from her hole.
Involuntarily, her anus spasmed and clenched, aching to be filled again. She ached to be filled by all three of them. Oh, sweet mercy! She’d never experienced such lust, such carnal need. She couldn’t stop herself from moaning her frustration, her need.
“Take it easy baby.” Logan’s hoarse whisper sped over her senses like ribbons of velvet.
She whimpered in answer, suddenly unable to speak. Unable to do anything but feel their caressing hands upon her flesh.
“Now let’s take this off the bed so we can continue arousing you.”
Shivers skittered through her at what he said. She nodded curtly as she was led off the bed. Her legs were wobbly, and if the two men hadn’t been holding her, she swore she would have dropped to the floor.
All three of them caressed her, their strong hands melting over her shoulders, her waist, and legs.
Logan stood in front of her. She could smell him. His dominating scent made her tremble with a sexual need so fierce it was animalistic. Untamed. Wickedly delightful. He began kissing her, his lips melting like liquid fire against hers. Meanwhile, their hands continued to touch, to tease, to seduce every part of her. It wasn’t long before exhilaration raged through her and she gripped Logan’s waist tightly, keening at this pleasure.
To her surprise, Logan chuckled against her mouth, breaking the deep kisses. “Was wondering when you’d start loosening up, babe. It’ll feel much better when you do.” His voice sparkled. He sounded happy and it made her heart smile.
He leaned in and kissed the erotic area behind her earlobe splashing wonderful sensations through her. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and did such erotic things to her ear with his tongue, he had her trembling and barely catching her breath. Yes, he definitely did have a way with that tongue of his, and he chased away her fears all too quickly.
One of the other two men, she wasn’t sure who, but knew it wasn’t Logan because of his restrained roughness, massaged her breasts. He certainly knew how to handle them, for he expertly stroked her nipples, pinching and brushing his fingers firmly over them until she felt as if she were just two breasts. Weird to think that way, but she was. Behind her, the third man slipped his hands around her waist and pressed himself against her backside, letting her feel the big impression of his very hot and swollen cock against her left ass cheek.
Oh, my. He felt big. Just like Logan.
“Are you okay?” Logan whispered as he leaned in and kissed her chin. She nodded.
“It’s been quite some time since…” She inhaled a trembling breath, wanting to tell him it had been a while since she’d done anal, but the words just didn’t come out of her mouth. Mainly because she wasn’t sure if her confession might make them stop, and she didn’t want them to stop. Now that she’d come this far, she was way too keened and curious to find out what would happen next.
“You’re doing fine. Now just try to relax so we can entertain you, sweets.”
Have mercy. She was being paid to have sex with them, and they were entertaining her? What kind of men were they to put her pleasure before their own?
She forced herself to inhale, to loosen up. But how could any sane woman relax with three men touching her? At that thought, she almost burst out laughing as a tinge of hysteria shot though her. What would her female friends say if they found out? They’d think she was crazy, or maybe they’d be envious?
Fingers increased their pressure on her nipples, and she refocused back to the men. Her men.
Sweet Lord.
More pressure from that large cock snapped against her left ass cheek. It made her dig her fingers into Logan’s waist. Made her wonder how it would feel like to have these two newcomers fucking her with Logan in the room, watching.
“You like this, don’t you, Teyla? Three men about to fuck you.” Logan breathed. “I can see it in the way you’re smiling. The way your nipples have become engorged. The way you’re creaming.”
She whimpered in agreement. Maybe other woman didn’t appreciate a menage, but she did. Oh, yes, she did!
Chapter Seven
“Okay, guys. Let’s take this into the living room, now. I saw an armchair that will work for what we want to do to her.” It was Logan speaking, his voice thick with arousal.
The living room? She’d never had sex before in her living room. She always kept her guests in here. She didn’t dare mount a protest. She was way too curious to see what they were up to.
Because she wore a blindfold, they led her. She knew when they entered the kitchen as it was warmer out here and then she knew when they’d entered the living room because it was cooler. She shivered as the cool air breathed against her naked skin and hoped one of the men would make a fire in the fireplace.
That’s what she loved about her century-old farmhouse. A fireplace in every room. Beneath her bare feet, the cold, old floorboards creaked, and it didn’t take but a moment when she heard the squeak of the armchair as someone sat on it.
Logan? It must be him because the two men holding her upper arms didn’t smell like him.
“I hope someone brought the lube? And some condoms?” Logan asked. Yes, it was him sitting on the chair. Happiness bubbled inside her as she guessed what he was up to.
“Here,” Cassidy said. She heard the sound of something slapping against flesh and then another and she pictured Logan catching the tube of lube and a box of condoms. Imagined him sitting there on her couch, naked, his big cock engorged as he waited for her to join him there.
She shivered again as she heard foil being ripped open. There was a moan as he rolled on the condom and then the squirt of lube and slurps of it being lathered on his cock. This time she didn’t tremble from the cold but from the anticipation slicing through her. She whimpered. Both her ass and cunt muscles clenched with a need for action. To be filled.
“Easy, babe. We’re hurrying as fast as we can,” Spencer whispered in her ear. His voice was drenched with lust and amusement.
Cassidy let go of her and Spencer was maneuvering her around. She felt slightly off-balance with the blindfold, but then someone grabbed both her hands and intertwined his fingers with hers. She relaxed, instinctively knowing Logan’s touch from last night when they’d walked and held hands. He was behind her. Waiting for her.
Spencer continued to hold her upper arms and she listened to Cassidy as he lit a match. She heard it flare to life and smelled the sulfur. A moment later, a fire began to crackle in the fireplace.
“It’s a good idea you have the wood and kindling in the hearth ready to go. Cuts down on time,” Cassidy said from her right where the fireplace was located. She didn’t say anything to his compliment. She had better things to think about. Like was her ass going to be able to handle Logan’s big size?
She trembled again at that thought.
“Cold, baby? No worries, we’ll warm you up, right, Logan?” Spencer said.
