Summer Surrender (Phases Series, Book Six) (9 page)

Dylan slid his hands up her ribcage and brushed his thumbs across the undersides of her lush, full breasts. She arched into his touch, her head dropping back against the rough bark of the tree, silently begging for more. Who was he to deny her? He cupped the trembling mounds through the fabric of her blouse, her nipples hard and insistent against his palms.

He’d overheard her earlier conversation with Daniel and Josiah, and he’d kissed her partially out of fear that she’d take off and get hurt the way Kelsey had and partially to distract her from running off before they could convince her that she belonged with them. But mostly, he’d kissed her because he wanted her. He hadn’t been able to get the image out of his head of her taking Josiah’s cock into her mouth while Daniel fucked her from behind. He knew he shouldn’t have stood there watching them from the cover of darkness, but he hadn’t been able to stay away. He’d managed to since then, but when he’d felt Daniel’s concern and anger, he’d had to come over tonight. As he pulled down her bra cups, freeing her rose-tipped breasts, he was glad he’d made the trip.

He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, loving the way she responded to his touch. Her eyes closed, and her lips parted. She was so beautiful. Bending, he drew a taut nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue across the distended bud before moving to the other side.

She drove her fingers through his hair and drew him closer, but he refused to be hurried. Grabbing her by the wrists, he pinned her against the tree and stared down at her.  Her shirt hung open and her damp nipples glistened in the light spilling from the living room windows. Faint whisker burns pinkened her creamy flesh, and his cock jerked at the sight of it.

She struggled halfheartedly against his hold, her eyes bright with lust and her chest heaving slightly. Trailing his finger down her sternum, he followed the smooth skin of her belly to the waistband of her pants. With one hand, he deftly unzipped them and shoved them down past her hips. Daniel and Josiah took it from there. Kneeling on the ground, they pulled off her pants and shoes leaving her in just her incredibly damp underwear.

He slid his free hand inside and cupped her mound, loving the strangled little noise she made in the back of her throat as he touched her. He drew a finger through her folds then lifted it to his mouth, groaning at her sweetness.

Transferring her wrists to Daniel and Josiah’s care, he knelt before her and yanked off her panties, ripping them in the process. Smiling at her aroused-sounding gasp, he roughly separated her legs. Resting his hand over her pussy, he stared up at her. The other men toyed with her nipples, plucking and twisting. “You like this, don’t you, sugar. Captured and at our mercy.”

Eyes closed, she whimpered, laying her head back against the tree trunk.

He pushed against her pussy, gently grinding the heel of his hand against her pubis. A quiet groan escaped her at the pressure, so he did it again while the others continued to torment her nipples and murmur to her about all the ways they were going to make her come.

Shifting his hold, he spread her lips, exposing her slick cunt to his gaze. He wasted no time tasting her properly. Dragging the flat of his tongue over her velvety flesh, he devoured her cream letting her sweetness coat his lips. Every once in a while, he’d suck on her clit, rapidly bringing her to the brink of orgasm and backing off just as quickly. He wasn’t ready to let her go over—not quite yet. He wanted to draw this out. Enjoy it. Enjoy her. And
Christ,
he was enjoying her. From the taste of her skin to the sound of her cries. He totally understood Daniel and Josiah’s fascination with her.

He had no idea how long they kept her hovering over the cliff of release. Judging from her shuddering, straining body, it had been a while.

Dylan slipped his fingers inside her pussy testing her readiness, and she clamped down around him, trying to keep him inside her body. He pulled them out and sucked them clean.

“Either fuck me or let me go. I’m sure that either Daniel or Josiah would be happy to give me their cock if you’re not willing,” she practically snarled.

Rising, he leaned over her. “Oh, I’m more than willing, sugar.” He held out his hand hoping like hell one of the other guys had a condom.

Daniel slapped one into his hand, and Dylan quickly sheathed himself. Gripping Hollis around the waist, he lifted her. Keeping her braced against the tree, he set his cock at her opening and entered her on a single thrust. Her cry split the night. Her tight channel gripped him like a fist. He had to pause or it would be over before they’d even begun.

Hollis groaned, trapped between a tree and Dylan. Her feet dangled off the ground, so she wrapped them around his waist. Josiah and Daniel had released her hands so she balanced herself by hanging on to Dylan’s broad shoulders. She glanced at the others, they were watching avidly. They’d stripped off their clothes and were now stroking their erections.

She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Not only was she having sex with a near stranger while her lovers watched, but she was enjoying it. A fresh rush of moisture dampened her pussy.

“You like this don’t you, sugar? Knowing my cock is buried balls deep inside you while your men are watching.”

She didn’t respond. She couldn’t. The denial that sprang immediately to her lips was a lie. A huge lie. She loved the lust in their eyes, the pre-cum leaking from their cocks.

Without warning, without even a preliminary advance and retreat, Dylan withdrew then slammed home, fucking her hard and fast, powering into her over and over. The rough bark of the tree scraped at her skin even through the fabric of her shirt.

The angle was incredible. His wide, thick head relentlessly rubbed against the sensitive bundle of nerves in her pussy. She couldn’t have held back if she wanted to. Her internal muscles rippled and contracted, trying to hold onto him with a vise-like grip, but he kept pushing into her. He fucked her like a man possessed while she screamed out her release to the night sky.

Abruptly, he stopped, lowering them both to the ground. He lay back in the grass beneath the tree, keeping her impaled on his thick shaft. The cool grass tickled her knees as she straddled him. Distantly, she noticed Daniel disappear into the house and rush back out, the screen door slamming behind him.

Josiah knelt behind her and carefully removed her shirt and bra, baring her completely to Dylan’s gaze. There wasn’t even the barest twinge of embarrassment over her body. Being intimate with Josiah and Daniel had cured her of those feelings of inadequacy better than any course of therapy ever could have.

Reaching around her, Josiah cupped her breasts, rolling and tugging at her nipples. She squirmed with pleasure.

“That’s it, Holl,” Daniel said as he handed something to Josiah then continued to stroke his cock. “Soak him with your cream.” Inhaling deeply, he closed his eyes before opening them again and capturing her in his nearly black gaze. “I can smell how wet you are. How much you want this. Want us.”

Josiah pushed her forward until she was lying against Dylan’s chest, her painfully tight nipples abraded by his sweat-dampened skin. She jumped, startled by the chilly gel on Josiah’s fingers as he worked them into her ass. He worked his fingers in and out, prepping her for the much thicker width of his cock—the cock that was covered in latex, slicked with lube and prodding the tight ring of muscle.

Gripping her hips, he worked his way inside her, increment by slow increment until his balls brushed her ass. A sudden shiver riffled through her, and her body tried to adjust to the invasion. She looked up to see Daniel staring at her, dark lust etching his face.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Holl,” he rasped.

Dylan thrust into her from beneath, and her eyes drifted shut. Josiah withdrew and pushed back in on Dylan’s retreat. With slow, measured movements they pumped in and out of her. The delicious slide of their cocks inside her combined with the memory of Daniel’s raw, hungry gaze made her wetter than she’d ever been.

Forcing her eyes open, she met Daniel’s eyes and beckoned him closer. When he reached her side, she tilted her head back and craned her neck to look up to see his face. “Give me your cock,” she said.

He dropped to his knees at Dylan’s shoulder and brushed the hot, swollen head across her mouth. She parted her lips and let him slip inside. The salty-sweet taste of his pre-cum drifted over her tongue as she lapped at him.

“Take him deeper, sugar,” Dylan rasped from beneath her as he watched Daniel’s cock slide in and out of her mouth. Dylan drew a shuddery breath. “That’s about the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Her tummy fluttered at his harsh praise. She sucked Daniel deeper, and he groaned her name at the action, the guttural sound spreading goose bumps over her skin.

That last little stimulus was almost too much. Her nerve endings screamed with near overload. All this hot, hard muscle pressed against her. Three huge cocks plunging inside her oh-so-willing body—her pussy, mouth and ass utterly
filled
. It was almost more than she could stand, but at the same time she wanted
more
.

Daniel’s thrusts were getting wilder. He clutched her head, tangling his fingers in her hair. The sharp tugs of pain heightened every other sensation, but she kept drawing on his cock, wanting to make him come.

“Holl!”

It was the only warning she had before he exploded in hot, salty spurts over her tongue and down her throat. She swallowed him down and hung on to Dylan for dear life. It was as though Daniel’s release set off a chain reaction. The other men lost all sense of restraint. No longer taking turns filling her. Instead, they plunged into her with raw, needy strokes. Josiah’s balls slapped against her flesh, twisting the urgency that coiled in her middle even tighter. She couldn’t even try to move; she could only hold on for dear life and hope that when she burst—and she would—that there were be enough of her left to pick up the pieces.

Both men strained against her. Josiah reached around and squeezed her breasts, sharply pinching her nipples. It was all she needed. Her scream lodged in her throat, but her release roared through her. Her pussy and ass spasmed around their cocks, and she pulled them both headlong into the oblivion of release.

* * * *

After they’d cleaned up, Hollis had demanded answers. Josiah couldn’t blame her for wanting to know what the hell. He knew he’d want all the details if he’d found himself in a similar situation. Her determination and open mindedness were two of the things he was growing to love about her, and he knew that Daniel felt the same way. It was any guess how Dylan truly felt, but Josiah could tell that he liked her.

Daniel told her about his first shift and how he and Josiah had met in college. They explained that while it was hereditary—running in primarily Native American families—it also had the possibility to skip several generations like it had with him.

“So I’m not going to turn into Catwoman if someone say…” she looked at Daniel, “bites me during sex?”

Dylan chuckled. “The only thing you’d be in danger of would be hickies.”

She nodded, amusement playing around her lips. “Good to know.” She shifted on Daniel’s lap, underneath the blanket that covered both of them. Her eye closed, and her head lolled back against his shoulders. “You should stop that,” she murmured. “Unless you’re prepared to share with the rest of the class.

Daniel tossed the covering aside and bared them both, revealing his fingers lazily caressing her pussy. Shiny with her juices, he brought his fingers to his mouth, watching her face as he sucked them clean. None of them missed how she squirmed and pressed her legs tightly together.

He hooked his hands under her thighs and draped her legs over the top of his before spreading his wide and taking hers with him. Dylan groaned at the sight of her bared cunt and dropped the floor between their spread legs. “I’m so glad there’s enough to share with the class.”

Lowering his head, he swiped his tongue over her pussy, lapping up her juices while Daniel teased her nipples into tight little peaks. Trailing kisses upward over the soft mound of her stomach, Josiah nudged Daniel’s hand away and sucked a swollen bud into his mouth. Pushing her breasts together, he slid back and forth, working one sensitive nipple then the other until she writhed on Daniel’s lap.

“Please,” she whispered against his ear. “I need you inside me.”

Josiah tossed Daniel a condom, and he readied himself in record time. Lifting her by the waist, he moaned as she took the long, slow slide down his rigid cock. The sight of it disappearing inside her tight pussy was almost enough to make Josiah spill in his half-buttoned jeans.

“Jesus,” he whispered, unable to form any other words.

Daniel locked an arm around her waist and scooted them forward to the edge of the couch. He motioned Josiah nearer as Hollis drew Dylan to his feet and reached for his cock, tugging him to her lips. Dylan’s eyes practically rolled back in his head as she nearly engulfed the entire length.

Josiah took Dylan’s place between their legs and sucked her still damp nipple into his mouth as he stroked his shaft, purposely rubbing the head against her sweetly swollen clit. She cried out, the sound muffled by Dylan’s cock as she continued to work it in and out of her mouth.

Josiah took pity on her and released her nipple to trail kisses down to her pussy. Lapping up her sweet juices, he quickly brought her to the edge as he felt Daniel moving within her. Going down on her while she was being fucked made him harder than he would have thought possible. He flicked his tongue over her clit, never letting up even when Dylan was coming down her throat. As soon as Dylan pulled free of her lips, Josiah sucked her swollen nub between his lips, bit down ever so slightly then pulled back.