Authors: Shelley Munro
Tags: #contemporary romance, #New Zealand, #anthology
To Marie’s surprise, the deal had worked well, bringing the three closer together and love on her part.
“What are you doing? What about our rules?” Shane demanded, glaring at Kelvin. “Where’s Saffron?”
“They broke up,” Marie said, feeling Kelvin tense beneath her. She rolled back onto her towel, figuring she’d cut off Kelvin’s circulation if she didn’t move.
“Aw, damn,” Shane said. “I’ll leave you alone. I knew I shouldn’t have stopped at the pub.”
“Don’t go,” Marie said. “It’s been ages since the three of us have spent time together without others around. That’s unless you have something better to do.” Her heart knocked against her ribs. She wanted to blurt out that they could both make love to her at the same time, but she remained quiet, not adding to what she’d already said.
“First off, I’m gonna have a swim,” Shane said, already striding to the riverbank.
“And we can continue,” Kelvin murmured seconds before he pressed her into the ground and captured her mouth with his.
At first Marie’s mind rebelled despite the insidious longings creeping through her mind lately. Although she’d made love with both men, it was always singly. They were always circumspect and kept things private. While she didn’t mind fooling around in the relative privacy of their property, doing it in front of Shane seemed weird, even if it turned her on. There! She’d admitted it. It was official. She was turning downright kinky.
“Relax,” Kelvin whispered against her lips. “It’s only Shane. Neither of us would ever do anything to embarrass you.” He nuzzled the tender skin of her neck before circling the shell of her ear with his tongue.
Slowly she relaxed again, acknowledging the truth. Her life was better with both of these men in it. As well as being her casual lovers, they were her best friends. Her childhood had been both terrifying and lonely, bouncing from one foster family after another, a chubby child with a shy personality rather than a more malleable baby. It was no wonder prospective parents had never adopted her. With Shane and Kelvin she had a home. A family. She trusted them.
Her eyes fluttered shut and she drifted, savoring the pleasure Kelvin gave with his mouth and allowing the sensations to build, layer upon layer. Prickles and stabs of heat twisted through her until she was a mass of sensual longing. Her thighs fell apart, exposing her damp bikini panties, and she couldn’t find it in herself to care. Greedily, she craved his talented fingers, his skillful, ravenous tongue and most of all she desired his thick shaft to fill the emptiness and give her vaginal walls something to clasp.
“Kelvin, please. You’re killing me here. I thought you were horny,” she said at a near wail. “All you’ve done is pass it on to me!”
His bark of amusement was a hot blast of air against her neck. His mouth drifted downward and fingers, abrasive and stimulating, fueled the conflagration inside, stroking across her collarbone. He nuzzled one breast, cupping it in his hand, squeezing and molding before lifting the elongated nipple to his mouth.
“That’s better,” she said in approval. “Feels really good especially when you suckle me.” And it did. She could feel how wet she’d become from his petting. The flush of arousal crept across her skin and he hadn’t even reached the good stuff yet.
Kelvin paused before taking her nipple deep into his mouth. A bungee of pleasure streaked down her body from the laving of his tongue and the bite of teeth. Then she felt suction at her other breast. Her eyes flicked open and she gasped.
“Twice the pleasure,” Shane said in a husky voice. He waited for her protest, but words failed her. It was a dream come true. She managed a smile but couldn’t have squeezed out a recognizable word if she’d tried. Her breathing turned ragged and she stared at the two dark-haired men. They both watched her closely, measuring her reaction. When she said nothing, they glanced at each other, communicating silently.
The pair lowered their mouths to her breasts, each closing their lips around a nipple. The twin sensation was like nothing she’d imagined, even in her red-hot dreams. Electric pleasure shot to her clit and another surge of liquid arousal moistened her cunt. At the back of her mind, the voice of reason told her to object. This was taking the friend thing a little too far. Not that she worried about Kelvin and Shane gossiping. Her trust in them was absolute, but this felt as if she—they—were stepping into something unknown and different. Changing the rules. But something that felt so good couldn’t be wrong. Surely? Not if this was what she craved. Marie kicked the whiny voice in the butt, ignoring it to enjoy a taste of the forbidden.
As one, the two men kissed their way down her body, taking delight in each gasp and quiver they forced from her. A nip of fingers here. The damp trail of a tongue, soothing yet full of potential. The scrape of teeth and the soft caress of masculine lips until she melted like the ice cream she’d eaten earlier in the day.
“Pinch her nipple,” Kelvin said, suiting action to words. “She likes that.”
“Marie’s very responsive,” Shane said.
“I love her curves. She always feels soft.”
Shane lifted his head and grinned. “Nothing worse than banging a bony woman.”
“Boys, I’m here.” Marie lifted a languid hand.
“No shit,” Kelvin said.
“I could wash my hair,” she said, pretending snootiness.
Shane cocked his head, laughter twinkling in his blue eyes. “But you won’t. You love sex.”
“That doesn’t make me bad,” Marie snapped, stung by the silent implication. She was
not
a whore.
“Hell no. Marie, we don’t think of you like that. You’re our friend.” Shane caressed her hip. His hand was smoother than Kelvin’s since he worked in a sales office.
Kelvin reached up to kiss her, his lips gentle and holding apology. “You’re our best friend. We respect you totally.”
“You’re the best lover I’ve ever had,” Shane whispered into her ear.
Just like that, she felt better, felt hope. “Are we going to keep going?”
“As long as you’re comfortable with both of us here,” Shane said.
Kelvin nodded. “We’d never push you into doing something you didn’t want.”
And if she said she’d always wondered what a threesome would be like, but only if it was with Shane and Kelvin? The thought pulsed through her, trembled at her lips. She opened her mouth, but that damn knot in her throat banked up all her words. Marie swallowed and tried again. “I need release. It’s no fun if I have to do it myself.”
Kelvin and Shane grinned. Marie’s mouth curved into the requisite smile but inside she died a little and chastised herself for a coward. An opportunity to tell the truth, to tell them about her confusing feelings, her love, and she’d let it get away with an insipid smile and a feeble request for release instead.
Jeesh!
They each kissed her, both starting out gently before taking the kiss deeper into wet, carnal. Passionate. Sensations rippled through her body faster than before with each touch, each voracious meeting of lips. Marie squirmed and whimpers of pleasure escaped despite the pain of her teeth digging into her bottom lip.
“I think she likes that.” Kelvin removed her bikini briefs and parted her legs farther.
“She’s very wet.” Shane peered over his friend’s shoulder, and the warmth in his blue eyes had her breath hitching. “Shift aside and let me taste.”
Kelvin shifted to the left. “There’s room for both of us, if you don’t mind getting close and personal with me.”
Marie’s eyes opened and she stared down her body. Kelvin and Shane were doing the spooky communication thing again. They glanced at each other before Shane grinned in a seductive manner that upped her pulse and sent a quiver arcing through her belly.
Oh my.
It was hot having both of them touching her, looking at her as if they wanted to lick her all over.
Shane squirmed beside Kelvin until they were both so close to her pussy their every exhalation was a heated stimulant on her swollen folds. Her heart pounded in such a loud tattoo she was sure they’d call her on it, sure they’d start teasing, sure they’d tell her they were just kidding.
But they didn’t. As one, they kissed her inner thighs, moving closer and closer to her sex. The ache in her lower belly bloomed as she dreamed of warm, wet suction, of their lips closing over her clit. Her hips arched up and she tried to spread her legs even farther apart, silently urging them to action.
Finally,
finally
, a tongue lapped across her clit, a delicate touch, but instead of the expected relief, clawing tension grabbed her, twisted and a harsh sound of animal enjoyment escaped, squeezing past her teeth. Heat gathered in her cheeks at their soft laughter, but seconds later, she felt the sleek thrust of two tongues, and her heels dug into the ground. One tongue stroked downward and the other up to her clit. They grazed her swollen nub, giving her a shot of pleasure yet not enough to shove her into orgasm. Her cunt clenched and fluttered and she gasped.
“You taste sweet, Marie. Dammit, Shane. Shift over or I’m gonna kiss you instead of Marie.”
Marie’s pulse did a bump and grind, her mouth drying at the idea of the two men kissing. Masculine mouths. Stubble. Hard, passionate kisses. Hot.
So hot
. She wanted to shout at them to do it. She wouldn’t mind, wouldn’t tattle, wouldn’t feel a shred of disgust.
“I wanna have a taste.” Shane lifted his head and winked at Kelvin. “Besides, I think what we’ve just done probably rates as a kiss. You taste like Marie.”
“Oh my.” Marie clutched at the large towel when his lips brushed her flesh and his tongue stroked across her clit. She pushed aside the byplay about the kiss, storing it at the back of her mind to think about later when she was alone. The truth—it made her hotter and more hopeful than ever. “Damn, you know the way around a woman’s body.”
“It’s you, Marie,” Kelvin said, his fingers busy stroking her hip. “You don’t play games.”
“If we do something you don’t like, you tell us,” Shane agreed.
Kelvin brushed a brown curl off his cheek, but kept his attention on her face. “Which is why we like foolin’ around with you.”
Some of her feel-good mood dispersed. Was this all they were doing? Just fooling around until a better woman came along? A burning sensation crept into her cheeks, a sense of defeat.
No! Too bad. She’d enjoy this experience and worry about that later.
“How are we gonna work this?” Shane asked.
Exactly what she’d been wondering. Although she’d had anal sex with Shane before, they didn’t have any lube with them. Marie didn’t care what anyone said, as much as she enjoyed the full sensation and always came hard, she needed lube.
“How about if one of us takes her doggy-style and Marie uses her mouth on the other? Suit you, Marie?” Kelvin asked.
“Yes,” she said.
“Okay with me, but I want a bit more of a taste first,” Shane said.
Kelvin stared at him before finally nodding.
Excitement pulsed inside Marie. She tried to relax but Shane pushed a finger inside her pussy.
“How wet is she?” Kelvin asked.
“Push a finger in alongside mine,” Shane suggested. “Feel how hot and wet she is.”
Marie groaned at the added thickness of another finger. Together they hooked them to massage her G-spot. Another groan escaped—raw and guttural—and she thrust her hips upward, searching for more, needing pressure on her clit so badly she was ready to plead for stimulation.
“Shane. Kelvin. Please, I need more.” She slid a hand down her quivering belly, intent on touching herself and getting release.
“Just one quick taste,” Shane promised, bracketing her wrist with his fingers and holding it prisoner while he licked and teased her with quick flicks of his tongue.
Kelvin watched her the entire time, his eyes dark and intent, his face serious. Marie shivered, her clit pulsing under Shane’s phantom strokes, so light she barely registered the touch. She groaned, shivering at the heat blazing across her skin.
“Don’t let her come yet,” Kelvin said.
“I won’t.” Shane dragged his tongue down her slit, making a slurping noise. When he lifted his head, his lips were shiny with her juices. “Want to make this last. The waiting will make it sweeter.”
“But that’s not fair,” Marie protested.
Kelvin chuckled. “This will be worth the wait. I promise.”
“Up on all fours, Marie,” Shane said, slapping her butt when she rolled over.
Marie yelped, more startled by the slap than any pain. She squirmed, trying to move from range, but Shane put her over his knee. He cupped her ass with his palm. “Isn’t she pretty? All round and luscious.”
“Yeah,” Kelvin agreed. “She has a sexy ass.”
“Don’t talk to my butt,” Marie said, attempting to ignore her sick excitement. Playing with both of them exceeded her expectations. They’d ruin her for any other man. “
Eek
, don’t spank me.”
“Marie, I’ve spanked you before,” Shane said. “You know you like it.”
“No!” she said quickly, but telltale heat crowded her cheeks. Kelvin could see her face. He knew she lied. It was another of her sick fascinations, but dammit, how could it be wrong when it felt so good?
Shane slapped one butt cheek. The sharp crack of hand against flesh, followed by the sting made her gasp. Another slap followed on the heels of the first, the burn traveling across her ass to sink into her pussy. She moaned, her embarrassment at her reaction almost as hot as the cheeks of her ass.
“Damn,” Kelvin said. “She likes that. Let me have a turn.”
“Not too much, just enough to get her hot and desperate for us.” Shane stroked her ass before the two men delivered a series of smacks, changing both angle and pace so she couldn’t tell when or where they’d land. The burn increased, darting down to her sex until she throbbed for penetration and lifted into the strokes, needy whimpers spilling from her throat.
Marie swallowed after Shane and Kelvin delivered each stroke. Damn, but the two men were good with their hands. But luckily, the spanking had a duel edge, turning them on as much as it did her. She couldn’t see Kelvin from her upended position on Shane’s lap, but Shane’s cock thrust up, the wet tip brushing her stomach. Hiding her smirk she squirmed enough to make him aware of his need. He cursed and stood, spinning her through the air.