Chapter 45
***Memphis***
Wells moved his tongue over me almost lazily compared to his earlier torture.
He didn’t seem to be in as big of a hurry as Boone.
I was so ready to orgasm that I didn’t care that I probably looked like the Christmas ham all spread out on the counter like I was.
I needed to come or I was going to lose my mind.
I opened my mouth and sucked Remy’s thumb inside, swirling my tongue over it and gazing into his eyes as I did. I nipped it as he pulled it free and stared longing at his tented pants.
“Are you trying to top from the bottom, sweetheart?” He picked up the flogger and moved it down my back. “Wells. I think Memphis wants to feel your hands on her ass. First, we need to do something with my thumb since it’s all wet.”
He stepped out of my sight and no amount of twisting let me see what he was doing.
I felt it a second later, though. His thumb teasing my ass.
I gasped and tried to jerk upright, but I had no control over my limbs in the position I was in.
Instead, I let out a whine that would’ve been embarrassing if I had any room for shame right then.
Remy pushed the tip of his thumb just inside and then I felt Wells stroke his tongue faster.
A second after, a hand came down hard on my ass and the stinging pain lit up nerve endings in my body that I’d never known existed.
There was so much stimulation. I couldn’t focus on one thing and everything together was almost too much.
“It seems like Memphis wants something in her mouth, Boone.” Remy’s deep voice and his hand on the center of my back as he pushed his thumb deeper was something I never wanted to end.
Boone appeared in my line of sight and I moaned when I saw he was naked.
I wanted to touch and feel, to explore his body like I hadn’t felt free to before.
He kissed me, easing me into something hungry and desperate.
The added sensation of his tongue tangling with mine while he hand gripped my hair was just what I needed to go over the edge of my orgasm.
Just when it was about to crest, Wells’ mouth disappeared, Boone stopped kissing me, and the only thing left was Remy’s thumb going deeper.
My body swayed over the line of pleasure and pain, frustration and relief.
My sex throbbed in time with my heartbeat and I waited, so close to what I needed, but I couldn’t go over.
I screamed in frustration and tugged at my restraints. I was going to kill Remy. I was going to tie him up and—
He pushed two fingers deep inside my core and curled them, finding my g-spot like he’d known my body for years.
My scream turned into a moan as he pulled his thumb partly out of my ass and then pushed back in, deeper.
Another slap landed across my ass and Wells focused on my clit with his expert mouth. It was happening all over again.
When Boone angled his body against the counter and offered me his dick, I opened my mouth greedily.
He rubbed the head over my lips, leaving a bead of his precum and slowly fed me a few inches at a time.
In my position, I realized I couldn’t do anything to help; he had to fuck my mouth and I had to let him.
All I could do was stroke him with my tongue and take his length as deep as he gave it to me.
My body tightened with another almost release and they all moved away again.
I screamed and demanded more, but Remy enjoyed hearing me beg.
Again and again, they took me to the edge and pulled me back.
When Remy finally pushed the plug I’d spotted deep into my ass, I was so desperate to come that the stretching and slight stinging just added to my madness.
I lost track of time and space, of everything but my men and what they were doing to me. My world narrowed to a kitchen island and I didn’t care. I barely noticed them undoing my restraints, I was so far lost in my pleasure. My almost pleasure.
“Come on, sweetheart.” Remy lifted me off the counter and eased me to my feet.
When my eyes went wide at the sensation of my ass still being full, he touched the plug and wiggled it just enough to make my knees nearly buckle.
“I’m not taking your ass for the first time on the kitchen counter. Up to my room.”
Wells growled when I took a few steps and moaned at the new sensation. “We’re getting more plugs. Something colorful to match our girl.”
I wasn’t too far gone to notice he’d called me their girl. I shifted my direction and moved into his chest. Staring up at him, I felt an overwhelming amount of happiness and an eagerness I’d never known. Hope, maybe? “Yeah?”
He held me as he searched my face and slowly grinned. “Yeah.”
Boone surprised us both by scooping me into his arms and rushing towards the stairs. He called over his shoulder at his brothers. “Once again, the younger and more handsome brother steals the girl.”
I kissed his neck as he carried me to Remy’s room. “I’ll give you everything I own if you lock them out and make me come.”
Remy spoke from way closer than I thought he’d be. “Just for that, I should make you wait until tomorrow.”
Fury was all I felt for the few moments it took me to realize he was joking. At least, I thought he was.
Boone put me down on Remy’s bed and kissed me before moving away and settling in one of the armchairs Remy had moved closer to the bed.
Wells sat in the other and that just left Remy, staring me down like he was coming to devour me whole and sending a flutter of butterflies racing through my stomach.
“This time you’re going to be in control, sweetheart. You’re going to straddle me and take me deep in your ass, as slow as you need to.” He stripped his clothes the rest of the way off and kissed me gently before settling on the bed. “Facing me, M.”
I watched as he prepared his length with lube and motioned me closer.
I gasped when he pulled the plug out and pushed two of his lubed fingers inside me in its place.
It still stung, but I knew I was going to have the orgasm to end all orgasms soon, so I didn’t care.
He removed his fingers and then helped me settle over his hips.
I held my breath as I leaned back and felt him nudge my ass with the blunt head of his cock.
“Keep breathing. I promise you that I won’t let anything hurt you, sweetheart.”
Of course, he meant during sex, but my silly heart still thundered away with more of that hopeful feeling.
I braced my hands on his thighs and watched as Remy’s eyes dropped to my fully exposed sex.
Seeing the hunger in his gaze gave me the courage to lower myself over his shaft.
Moving slowly and stopping to adjust to the feeling, I sank onto his cock and let it fill me in a way I’d never experienced before.
When I’d taken his entire length, I panted like I’d run a marathon and stayed still, poised on top of him like a cowgirl frozen in place. I kept my eyes on his face and watched as he struggled to stay still. His eyes were blazing as he looked at where we were joined.
“Tell them how it feels.” He growled the words out. “Tell them where my dick is, M.”
I looked over my shoulder at Boone and Wells and saw they were both naked and stroking themselves as they watched me. “I feel so full. Stretched. I can feel him everywhere.”
“Tell them where I am.” Remy flexed his thighs and his cock felt like it twitched inside me. “Say all the dirty, filthy words that you’d never say out loud. Tell them I’m about to truly fuck your ass in that sweet accent, Memphis.”
I moaned. “Remy’s dick is in my ass. I’ve never had anyone there before and he’s going to fuck me while y’all watch. He’s going to fuck my ass however he wants and I’m going to take it all.”
“Why are you going to take it all, Memphis?” His voice was harder as he gripped both of my thighs.
I somehow knew what he wanted. I could read it in the pinch of anger in his eyebrows. “Because I belong to y’all.”
“That’s right, sweetheart. You belong to us.” He held my hips over his body, easing his shaft out of my ass slowly, and then pumped his hips into me. “This ass belongs to us.”
I braced myself and held on while he took over, fucking me slowly at first, until my cries turned desperate and needy.
I’d never felt anything like it. As he thrust into my ass faster and harder, it was like there were nerve endings connected to my clit that were being massaged with every thrust. With the sting gone, there was only pleasure, but a different kind. I needed more, somehow.
Remy pulled out and flipped me over onto my hands and knees. At the end of the bed, I was just a couple of feet away from Wells and Boone, their stares ravenous. As Remy sank his full length into me with one stroke, he spoke over my moans to his brothers. “You waiting for an invitation?”
While Remy took me harder, Boone and Wells stood in front of me and took turns giving me their cocks. I took them deep and stroked whoever wasn’t in my mouth, wanting to make them all feel as good as I felt.
“Fuck, Memphis.” Remy’s growls were growing louder and his hands gripping my hips were holding so tight I knew I’d be bruised. “Spread your legs just a little more. Right there.”
Wells stroked deeper into my mouth, his tip at the back of my throat and then deeper. I gagged around him and the feeling pushed him into his own orgasm. Pulling out until just the head rested on my tongue, he came harder, panting my name as he did.
Remy stroked his fingers through my wetness and somehow managed to push three of his big fingers into my core.
The feeling of being full everywhere sent me into another dimension.
I screamed around Wells’ dick and dug my nails into the bed under me.
The feeling building in me wasn’t going to be stopped. I’d been teased enough.
Boone slid his length into my mouth and held my head as he pumped his hips faster. Remy shifted his hand and the second he touched my clit, I exploded like I never had before. My screams vibrated around Boone enough that he came at the same time I did.
My body pulsed like one giant nerve as pleasure, hot and consuming, slammed through me.
I felt Remy coming and heard him shout my name, but my blood rushed through me so loudly that it was muffled and felt far away.
I felt every muscle tighten and release, every pump of blood.
Everything darkened at the edge of my vision and I sucked in a gasping breath of air before collapsing forward.
Shaking and panting, I wasn’t sure how much time passed or if I was even still alive. Everything felt so perfect and peaceful.
At some point, I opened my eyes and saw that I was lying on top of Remy’s chest. One one side, Boone watched me with a lazy smile on his face and on my other side, Wells stroked my back while humming quietly. I nuzzled my face into Remy’s chest and sighed happily.
“There you are, love.” Boone reached out and stroked my cheek. “How are you feeling?”
I did a scan of my body and winced when I felt the familiar ache in my jaw and the new ache in my backside. “Sore, but I’m good.”
“Very, very good.” He winked and then rolled to the side of the bed. “I need water. Anyone else?”
I forced myself to sit up and looked around the room before remembering that I’d lost my clothing downstairs. Groaning as I remembered that I’d have to pull that dress back on, I stood up on wobbly legs and reexamined my body to see if anything else felt sore.
“Where are you going?” Remy sat up, in a pair of black briefs that did wonderful things for his body, and frowned.
I looked between the three of them and saw that they were all looking at me with varying degrees of disapproving expressions.
“To the guesthouse? It’s late and I’m probably only going to be able to stay upright for another little while.
I want to get back before I’m forced to crawl across the grass like a snake. ”
Wells snorted and stood up. “Sometimes you say things that make me wonder what part of the world you came from.”
“You don’t have to leave, Memphis. We’re not kicking you out.” Remy moved to the edge of the bed to watch me. He had nice feet, I realized as he put them on the floor and rested his elbows on his knees.
I looked back up at his face and smiled. “I’m not accusing you of post-coital rudeness, Remy. I know you’re not kicking me out. I just figured it was time for me to go. Heaven forbid I force the hottest bachelors in Chicago to cuddle. I’ll see y’all tomorrow. Thank you for tonight.”