Chapter 53 Twenty-Two
Twenty-Two
The sand was cool beneath her, but Shay’s hot mouth between her legs warmed her whole body.
“Hey, man, you know what tastes good with salty skin fresh from the ocean? Something sweet,” Rory said, clinking the ice against the walls of his cocktail glass.
Shay looked up and nodded. “I’m good here, but feel free to pour some on her chest and join the feast.”
Emma sucked in a breath, her eyes widening. Rory dropped down to the sand next to her and splashed icy liquor across her breasts, then he used one big hand to pin her wrists over her head and brought his mouth down on her.
She immediately lost control, arching and panting as they bit and sucked and licked her. She was on the brink when Shay raised his mouth. He blew on her clit.
She whimpered, begging for release.
“Not yet, pet. Rory, where’s Kate? Does she want to join us?” Shay asked.
Rory craned his neck so he could see into their room. They had adjoining suites with a shared strip of beach.
“She’s out cold. I got creative tonight and wore her out early. Plus, letting her drink a blender of Pina Coladas didn’t help.”
“Think she’d have a problem with me recruiting you as a third?”
“No way. What’s on your mind?”
“At the club, Emma always stops to watch the three-ways with the sub in the middle. Bites her lip. Pupils dilate.”
Shay swirled a thumb over Emma’s clit and she arched, tingling with anticipation. Threesomes did turn her on. She’d secretly hoped to try a scene sometime, but hadn’t wanted to suggest it, in case Shay thought she didn’t consider him enough for her.
“What do you think, Em? Want Rory to help me give you a belated Christmas present?”
“Um—maybe,” Emma said.
“That’s a yes voice,” Shay said, pulling Emma up and hoisting her over his shoulder.
She dangled, feeling happily helpless. She saw Rory’s muscular thighs follow them into the room.
Her heart thumped wildly as Shay laid her on the bed on her side.
A warm breeze blew across her skin, and Shay tossed Rory a bottle of lube.
Gooseflesh rose. Shadows danced on the walls, set moving by flickering candles on the night stand.
The sweet smell of tropical flowers wafted through the room but was quickly overcome by the more heady scent of male bodies crowding close.
Shay kissed her, sucking on her tongue. She felt the toy Shay had inserted earlier slide free of her ass.
“This thing’s small, Shay. She’ll need something bigger before me.”
“No, just use your fingers and plenty of lube. She’ll take it like a good girl,” Shay said. “She’s had practice.” Shay pulled her wrists above her head and snapped them into wrist restraints.
“Uh-oh, Em,” Rory whispered. “There’s no escape now.”
Her heart raced, nipples tightening, juices gathering. She pulled against the restraints, but they didn’t budge. Shay took her hips and pulled her down so her arms were stretched taut above her head. Her pussy clenched, her eyelids lowered, and her lips parted.
Shay’s tongue slipped between her teeth and stroked the inside of her mouth. Silky lube cooled her crevice and ring before blunt fingers invaded her backside. She moaned against Shay’s mouth.
“I don’t know, Shay,” Rory murmured, his voice husky in her ear. “She’s such a little thing to take on two Doms at once.”
Shay smiled, a dark gleam in his eyes. “She is, but she doesn’t exactly have a choice. Even if she could get her arms free, she couldn’t get away.”
Shay’s hand gripped the back of her thigh, and Rory’s free hand cupped her breast. Their grip on her tightened, making her pant and writhe.
“No, we wouldn’t let her get away,” Rory said, pinching her nipple.
She gasped.
“You’re not strong enough to stop us, Emma,” Shay whispered against her lips.
“I know,” she stammered, trembling all over.
Shay’s hand on the back of Emma’s thigh brought her leg over his hip. He slid the smooth knob of his cock over her clit.
“He wants to come home, pet. Ready?” Shay asked.
“Yes,” she said, pressing her hips toward Shay.
He pushed inside, and she sighed.
“Yeah, that’s a great welcome, velvet soft and slippery smooth. I love being inside you.” Shay bent his head and laved her nipple.
Rory removed his fingers, leaving her empty and needy. She circled her hips restlessly until she felt the latex-covered cock at her back entrance. The lube was warm from his body heat.
The entry was controlled, but her mouth opened in an “oh” of shock. Her body stiffened and she froze. He was huge. Her ring burned and throbbed around the invasion. She struggled to stay calm.
“Hmm, that’s good,” Rory husked. “Tighter than a fist. Take a little more,” he said, easing in.
Her breath caught. There wasn’t enough room for them both. They were too big and both too strong. When they started to thrust, they’d tear her apart.
“Oh, God, Sir, please,” she whispered. “Please don’t move.”
“Poor baby,” Shay said. “You’re stuffed full now, huh? Trapped between us.”
She was blindingly aroused and also incredibly nervous. Overwhelmed, she bit her lip.
Master Rory’s hand slid past her hip, pressed her belly and then his finger slid down and stroked her clit.
His other hand cupped her throat, stretched her head up and back till it rested against his shoulder.
She couldn’t move her head, her neck, her arms, or her leg. They were holding her everywhere.
“This little bunny’s got a pair of wolves on her now,” Rory said. “Gonna bury our sharp teeth into soft flesh.”
“Oh, my God,” she squealed, and the spasms started. The orgasm made her whole body clench and release.
“Christ, I love it when they squeeze my dick inside their asses. Go on, baby. Come as much as you want. Milk those big cocks.”
“You’re quite the little party favor,” Shay said with a grin. “All that noise, and we haven’t even started yet. Why don’t you cover her mouth, Rory? So she can scream all she needs to without distracting us.”
Rory’s hand rose and covered her mouth. She made a half sob against it.
“Yeah, baby, I know. Being gagged makes you nervous, but even if you told us to stop, we wouldn’t. We’re going to use this body for our own pleasure,” Shay said.
She was absolutely flying. There was no way for her to be more anxious or more aroused. The emotions mingled, one spicing each other.
Even though her head knew that if she nipped Master Rory’s hand, they would stop and ask if she was okay, the submissive part of her had disconnected from normal thought. She was theirs to use and abuse. Helpless, helpless, helpless.
When they started to move, she whimpered and moaned.
There were a thousand sensations at once…
the strong hand clamped over her mouth, the restraints stretching her arms, Shay’s teeth on her nipple, Rory’s fingers rubbing her clit, hard muscles indenting her soft flesh, skin scraping against skin, and throbbing orifices filled with unrelenting erections.
She was utterly trapped, completely full, and desperately in lust with them.
The slow steady build burned through her. They forced her to orgasm over and over until it started to hurt to become aroused.
“Fuck,” Rory said, stopping his hips. “Hang on. I’m close. My balls are as tight as fists. If you want me to keep going for a while, I need to pull out. She’s clenched around me like a gorgeous fucking vise.”
“Nah, she’s had almost too much already. Just finish off inside. She likes to feel it.”
Rory’s arm slid up and across her hip bones, anchoring her.
“All right, baby, relax for me,” Rory said, pumping.
“Yeah, take me deep in that sweet little ass. Easy,” he said in a soothing voice, like he knew she was about to fall over the edge of a cliff.
“Uhhh,” Rory groaned, his cock jerking inside her.
She felt the hard jolts everywhere, connecting too many sensations.
Shay slid deep, too, so they throbbed against her walls from both sides. She’d never felt anything like it. Toys mimicked it, but having two bodies and two live cocks on either side… Exquisite. She cried out against his hand, tipped over into ecstasy by the feeling of him coming inside her.
Rory’s breath was harsh in her ear. “Such a good girl,” he husked, kissing her shoulder.
Shay drove faster and harder, slapping her hips with his, lifting her pelvis. And then he stiffened and threw his head back, groaning. She loved watching and feeling this part. He was so beautiful.
Warmth spread across her belly and breasts. She panted. So delicious.
“Fucking amazing,” Shay said when he caught his breath. He put his fist out, and Rory bumped his fist to it.
They pulled out of her, and she lay sated and still while Shay uncuffed her. She rested between them for a while, dreamy and wonderfully sore.
Eventually, Rory climbed off the bed.
“Shay, heads up.”
A bottle of water sailed through the air, and Shay caught it.
“Get her to drink at least half. Trapped between us, she was hotter than a furnace. I’ll be right back. Let me check on our other baby.”
Shay raised Emma and made her sip. It was hard to decide which she loved more, having kinky sex with Shay or the way she was cuddled afterward.
“Rory’s right. A little more, Em.”
She drank a couple mouthfuls and turned her head, kittenish. “In a minute.”
Shay kissed her damp lips and then looked in her eyes.
“You all right?”
“Yes, I feel amazing and boneless.”
He smiled. “I love you.”
Rory came back in, carrying Kate. “Sleeping like an angel. Shouldn’t have risked waking her up,” Rory said, laying her on the king-sized bed with them. “But I missed her.”
Emma smiled. Rory could be very sweet. It was the oddest thing to watch since he often looked like a man who’d broken out of prison and was not prepared to be messed with.
“How’s this little pet?” Rory asked, stroking the bottom of Emma’s foot.
She shivered. “Good. Thanks, Sir, for my excellent belated Christmas present.”