Monroe, Marla - Desire for Two (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (13 page)

“What is going on? You’re acting like you’re in heat or something.”

“Watching you looking over that body jewelry got us hot imagining it on you. I’d like to see you with a belly ring, maybe a diamond drop,” Elliot told her.

“I want a nipple ring,” Clay said from her breast.

“If you want one, go get one,” she teased.

“On you,” he finished.

Elliot stood up, taking her over his shoulder. She squealed and grabbed hold of his shirt for balance. He rolled her off his shoulder onto the bed and was undressed in seconds. Clay had already undressed and was on her in an instant. He immediately took control of her hands and raised them above her head as his mouth claimed hers. Elliot took over holding her hands for Clay.

Desire felt shackled with Elliot holding her down on the bed. Clay released her mouth and nibbled his way around her jaw to her ear, where he sucked her earlobe into his mouth. She felt her pussy juices begin to form and slide along her pussy folds. Something about being held down did it for her.

Elliot leaned in and kissed her from above her head. Clay had moved to her breast and was busy mounding them as he sucked first one, then the other nipple into his mouth. He lashed them with his tongue then nipped at them. When he pushed them together and shoved his cock between them, she sighed. He fucked her breasts for several strokes, letting her lick his cockhead as he did. Then he continued down her body to her belly where he rained kisses down on her abdomen and pelvis.

Now Elliot was leaning over to suck on her nipples. He tugged on one with his fingers while his mouth sucked on the other one. Then he switched up. When she moaned at the dual onslaught between the two men, he tugged on one then twisted it until she cried out, pumping her hips up toward Clay’s face.

“I think she likes that, Elliot.” Clay had reached her pussy and was already beginning to lick at her pussy lips.

“Hmmm, I think I can accommodate her,” Elliot said. He pulled the other one and twisted it. She shoved her cunt into Clay’s face. He hummed his approval.

While Elliot pleasured her breasts, Clay took care of her pussy with his fingers and mouth. Then, while he licked her wet cunt, he gathered her juices and pulled them down to her back hole. He carefully inserted one finger using her own cream to ease its passage. Then he gathered more and pumped in two fingers. The slight pinch quickly changed into pleasure. He pumped them in and out of her back hole, all the time licking and sucking her pussy. When he added the third finger, she almost didn’t notice it. She was wild and on the edge of orgasm.

Elliot must have timed his assault with Clay because when he twisted her nipples again, it was at the same time that Clay sucked in her clit and pumped both holes with his fingers. She came so hard she thought she saw stars. Elliot leaned in and took her scream in his mouth. It lasted for as long as they stimulated her. She begged them to stop, but with Elliot kissing her no one heard. Finally Clay backed off and Elliot released her nipples.

Desire’s breath came in quick pants that did little to help her to catch her breath. Finally she rolled over and pressed her face in the covers to help herself breathe normally again.

“Fuck, you are so beautiful when you come,” Elliot said.

“I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before,” she admitted.

“We’re not through with you yet.” Clay rubbed his face against her inner thigh then stood up.

Both he and Elliot had monster hard-ons. She looked from one to the other and smiled. She opened her mouth to try and take Elliot’s in, but he moved away.

“Uh, uh, uh. We have plans for you tonight,” Elliot warned her.

“What sort of plans?” she asked.

“The sort of plans where you get fucked by both of us…at the same time.” Elliot smiled at her sudden intake of breath.

“I don’t think both of you will fit,” she began.

“We’ll fit, baby,” Clay assured her.

Clay lay back on the bed and reached for her. She hesitated for a second then climbed over on top of him. He helped her ease down onto his thick dick, inches at a time. She sighed when he was finally all the way in.

“God, that feels so good,” she said with her eyes closed.

Right now, like this, she could almost forget the future.

“Lean over here, baby,” Clay said, pulling her down on his chest.

Elliot stood behind her with his hand on the small of her back.

“Your ass looks like a ripe peach. I can’t wait to get my cock inside that sweet ass. It’s going to be so tight, I’ll come just getting inside of you,” he said.

She felt something cool drop on her ass and slide between her ass cheeks. Elliot spread her cheeks and followed the lube to her back hole. She felt him smear some on his finger then felt it as he began to insert his finger in her ass. She hummed her approval at the sense of fullness it gave her.

He pumped it several times then added more lube to her ass and inserted two fingers. This time there was a bite of pain, but it didn’t last long. When he added the third finger, she wiggled on Clay’s dick. It hurt, but not enough to stop him. She feared when he stuck his cock inside she’d never be able to stand it, though. He was almost as wide as Clay and definitely longer.

When he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with the head of his cock, Clay pinched her clit and told her to push out.

“It will only hurt for a few seconds. Push out, baby. I promise it will hurt so good.”

Chapter Seventeen

Elliot began to push inward as she tried to push out. The pinch was hard, but he slipped past the ring of resistance and popped inside of her. She winced and cried out at the sudden invasion. He remained still to let her get used to him being there, then slowly began to pump further inside of her. She felt the sting turn into something else. She couldn’t be still any longer and tried to move up and down on Clay’s cock.

“Easy there, pet,” Elliot said as he pumped his cock in and out of her forbidden channel.

“Move, I’ve got to move,” she cried out.

Clay nodded up at Elliot, and they both began to pump in and out of her. When Clay pushed in, Elliot pulled out. Then Clay pulled out while Elliot pushed in. Back and forth they seesawed in and out of her until she thought she would go up in smoke. Her body felt on fire.

“Please, please, do something,” she begged.

They seemed to agree, and both men began pounding into her. Clay held her waist as he shoved his thick cock in her pussy and Elliot pulled almost all the way out of her ass and pulsed forward again. Over and over they pummeled her until she felt her climax at the edge easing up on her. She reached up and pulled at her nipples, trying to help it along.

It wasn’t until Elliot reached around and pressed on her clit that she finally flew. She couldn’t scream or holler or say anything, her entire breath left her body as she detonated like a stick of dynamite. She felt Clay pulse inside of her then Elliot grunt and hold himself still inside of her ass. Then they both collapsed around her. She fought to breathe. Her ears rang as she slowly lost consciousness.

She came to with Clay cleaning her between her legs with a warm cloth. Elliot was nowhere to be seen. She felt giddy from the adrenaline still pumping through her system.

“I don’t believe it.” She giggled.

“Don’t believe what?” Elliot asked as he appeared from the bathroom.

“You fucked me unconscious,” she said.

“You had us worried there. I didn’t think you were breathing at first,” Clay said.

“I don’t think I could breathe. Every time I think I’ve come as hard as I possibly can, you go and blow my mind and I come harder than before. I don’t think I can handle anything more than that, boys.”

“I think we’ve about reached our climax potential,” Elliot said.

“I never thought I would say this, but thank God.”

Clay began to laugh as he helped her to her feet, then caught her when she almost fell.

“Looks like you need some help.”

“I’ll be okay in a minute. I’ll be back.” Desire made her way to the bathroom, leaving the men behind.

She had never come like that before. She doubted she ever would again. That had been incredible. You just couldn’t do that with one man and she was sure her days with two were about to be over. She refused to dwell on it, though, and washed her face. She felt sticky all over. She could use a shower. Deciding the guys wouldn’t care, she jumped in the shower to rinse off.

Ten minutes later, she emerged to find both men fast asleep with a generous amount of space between them. She smiled. It would serve them right if she slept next door and left them together. She couldn’t do it though. She had so little time left with them as it was now. She wanted every few seconds available to her. Desire climbed in between them and curled up under the cover.

She lay awake for a long time thinking back over the last few weeks. They’d been perfect to work for. They’d been perfect to fall in love with. But they weren’t for her. She wasn’t sophisticated enough for them. They needed someone who could adequately represent them in a social capacity, and she wasn’t that woman. She knew which fork to use when there were only two of them, but beyond that, she was lost.

Elliot and Clay were wealthy men in great demand in the legal world of contract law. They were going places and someone like her would only weigh them down. She wouldn’t be able to mix with the right people. They’d look down their noses at her. She might clean up nice, but she was dirty to begin with.

She felt the tear slide down her cheek and quickly flicked it away. She refused to cry, maybe later when it was all over with, but not right now. Not when she still had them in her bed.

* * * *

Clay woke first and smiled at the sight of Desire lying across his chest with her head above his heart. It was where he would like to see it every day for the rest of his life. If Elliot didn’t get off his ass and ask her to marry them, he was going to do it himself. He felt her slipping away from them. Why Elliot couldn’t feel it he didn’t know.

He placed his hand over Desire’s back and kissed her temple. She hummed in her sleep but didn’t wake up. He looked over to where Elliot lay sleeping only to find his brother awake staring at her too.

“She’s probably still exhausted,” Elliot said.

“I’m sure of it.” Clay ran a hand down her hair.

“Man, I love her so much it hurts,” Elliot admitted.

“I do too, Elliot. When are you going to ask her to marry us?”

“I don’t know. I want it to be perfect. I was hoping to do it last night, but that seemed wrong after we’d had sex, and then she passed out anyway.”

“It’s got to be soon or she’s going to get away from us. I can already feel her pulling back. It’s like she thinks we’re going to get rid of her or something.” Clay looked down at her and sighed.

“I know.”

Clay wrapped his arms around her and looked across at where Elliot was rolling off the bed on the other side. Why wouldn’t he just go ahead and ask her? Was he afraid she would say no? Surely she wouldn’t. He buried his nose in her hair and inhaled. Everything about her turned him on. He felt his cock stir.

A few seconds later, Elliot emerged from the bathroom dressed for a run.

“I’ll be back in an hour,” he said.

“Okay.” What else could he say? Something was up with Elliot, too.

He lay there thinking about all the things he wanted to show Desire and all the things he wanted to do for her. Thirty minutes later, he felt her stirring. She moaned then rolled off him. He looked down into her eyes.