The Claiming of Sasha [Panther Cove 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (17 page)

A little upset Tanya’s store closed before she had a chance to pick up a new outfit, Sasha was determined to buy something before the men left. She had to chuckle. Tanya had opened her store about a year before Sasha had, yet their paths rarely crossed until she opened Sasha’s Sundries. Only when Sasha stopped in for lingerie did they become friends.

Because Tanya was a clotheshorse and was always looking for the perfect coat to make her look thinner, or the perfect hat to complement her blue eyes, she’d frequented Sasha’s store. Soon they were making lunch dates and even spending some evenings together, discussing their lack of luck with men. Sasha had tried to explain to her that some men didn’t want the woman to be in charge, but Tanya disagreed.

The wind cut through her jacket as she walked behind her store to her car. Mentally, she ran through her food possibilities and decided that it might be best if they just ordered pizza. Cooking would take too much effort.

When she pulled into the drive, she smiled at her men’s rental car. The thought of coming home every night and being with them thrilled her. After living alone for a century, having company was a welcome relief.

She stepped inside but didn’t spot them in the living room. “Hello?”

She got no answer. That was curious. There really wasn’t anywhere they could hike to in this neighborhood. Determined to find them, she looked in the kitchen before checking out the bedroom. The door was closed. That was odd, as she never closed her door when she went to work.

She pushed open the door and stopped. Lit candles sat on every surface. With the lights off, the room had a romantic feel. The best part was that both men were on her bed naked.

“Oh, my. Did I win the lottery?”

Danny grinned, but Trace stood and moved toward her. She could see his cock grow right before her eyes.

“I bought some more presents for you,” Trace said.

“Oh, crap. Your bag’s in the entryway.”

“I’ll get it, darlin’.”

Danny scooted out of the room before she could respond. Trace moved like the cat he was and came within an inch of her. “Kneel.”

That one word sent chills up her spine. She obeyed, wondering how far he’d push her this time. Her pussy was a little sore from this afternoon, but she was so ready for more. “Yes, Master.”

“Don’t look at me and do what I say.”

She wanted to ask if she could look at his cock, but since his dick was within an inch of her lips, she was able to raise her gaze slightly and see most of him. Her hands itched to grab him and lick his every inch, but she waited for instructions.

“Grab my dick and suck on him.”

Hallelujah.
Since he hadn’t put her hands in cuffs, she’d be able to do a proper job. With one hand, she cupped his balls and with the other she grabbed his shaft and pulled it toward her mouth. There were so many ways she wanted to please him. She chose to tease him a little. First, she dragged her tongue from his balls to his tip then circled the head once.

“Slave. That is unacceptable.” He grabbed a handful of hair and directed her mouth to his cock.
Darn
. She so wanted him at her mercy, begging for release.

Danny came back and stopped at the door. “Holy fuck, but you’re hot, darlin’.”

She smiled and then drew Trace’s dick into her mouth. As she sucked, she let go of his cock and quickly unbuttoned her blouse before Trace stopped her. Not wanting to raise her gaze, she took off her shirt and ran her hands over her breasts in the hopes both men would find her actions exciting.

Danny must have been happy with her actions because he knelt behind her and kissed her neck. “Why don’t you let me help you?”

Having him play with her tits trumped her trying to tease Trace, but she was determined to do a striptease for both men at some point.

Just as she grabbed the base of Trace’s cock again, Danny unhooked her bra and lifted the material over her tits. He cupped her breasts, and the instant gratification had her pussy flowing with her cream. With Trace’s cock in her mouth, all she could manage was a small moan.

“I love these.” Danny rolled her nipples between his fingers.

She jerked. The tips were still very sensitive from wearing the nipple clamps.

“Be gentle, bro. I did a lot of tugging on her this afternoon.”

“Okay.”

Danny pinched her nipples hard, and pain raced through her whole body. She stopped sucking on Trace and let the ache morph into pleasure. She let out her breath when sparks of desire radiated down her breasts.

“Sugar, be careful with my balls.”

Whoops
. She’d reduced the suction from her mouth but had increased the pressure on his hard sac. Wanting to see if she could make him lose control, she squeezed his cock and then lifted her hand up and down while she swirled her tongue around his length. She was so involved in giving him the best blow job that it wasn’t until Danny lowered her jeans that she realized he’d even unbuttoned her pants.

She stopped for a second when Danny put his hands down her pants.
Damn
. It was difficult enough to focus on being submissive, but with Danny getting into the act, it was going to be doubly hard. She groaned, but that seemed to spur him on.

“Trace, I think we need to let her stand so I can get her naked.”

Trace stepped out of her grasp, depriving her of the satisfaction of making him come. She didn’t lift her head, but rather, kept her eyes downcast like Trace had asked.

From behind, Danny lifted her to a stand. Without ceremony, he dragged her pants down to her ankles. “Step out of them, darlin’.”

She toed off her shoes and did as he asked. As soon as she was almost naked, Trace moved closer and dragged her black bra straps down her arms. She thought he’d take her bra off quickly, but as soon as the material reached her elbows, he leaned in and sucked on one nipple. “Oh, oh.” Immediately, she clamped her mouth shut and hoped he wouldn’t decide to deprive her of his cock.

He straightened and lifted her chin. “Do you like it when I suck on your tits?”

He had to know the answer, but she answered anyway. “Yes, Master.”

“Good.”

He slid two fingers into her slightly sore pussy, and a riot of pleasure made her wet channel contract. She opened her mouth to gulp in more air and had to remind herself not to shoot back a retort or touch him like she wanted.

“Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, Master. More than anything.”

Danny wrapped his hands around her waist. “It’s my turn first.”

“I think we should blindfold her and see if she can tell who’s fucking her.” He dragged a thumb down her chin. “You want to play that game?”

“What do I get if I can tell the difference?”

She could see Trace was fighting a smile. “You get to suck the cock of your choice.”

“Then I want to play, Master.”

Trace led her to the bed. “Place your hands on the bed and spread your legs. We will not gag you since I want you to have a safe word.”

Her belly trembled at the thought of even needing a safe word. She nodded.

“Your safe word will be
tiger
. Can you remember that?”

Once more she nodded.

Danny handed Trace the bag. He extracted the blindfold and placed it over her eyes. Being in the dark excited her as it increased her senses. Surely, she’d be able to tell which brother was making love to her. One tug and the blindfold was in place. Contractions rolled down her belly and excited her pussy.

A hand grabbed one ankle, and since she hadn’t heard Trace move, it must have been Danny who was attaching a leather strap. She couldn’t figure out what he was doing. He nudged her other leg wider and repeated the process. Only when she leaned forward a little did she realize there was something between her legs preventing her from closing them. Even though she had no desire to put her legs together, not being able to move enhanced the forbidden nature of what they were about to do. Being totally vulnerable made her nipples harden and her pussy cramp with desire again.

Trace reached between her legs and tapped her pussy rather hard. The sting shot contractions up her body. She never would have thought that having someone slap her between her legs would be pleasurable.

One of the men made an exaggerated sniffing sound. “Her arousal is intense, Trace. She liked it when you did that.”

“I’m glad.”

A jar opened, and the strawberry scent filled the air. “Master, are you going to fuck me in the ass?” Fucking her in the pussy would be good, too. Right now, her body was vibrating with an intense need that only a cock could satisfy.

She turned her head slightly toward Trace who she was sure was still standing beside her. If she could get them to talk, she’d know for sure where they were.

Trace gently cupped her chin and returned her head to the downward position. “No more speaking.” He moved closer to her ear almost as if he didn’t want Danny to listen in. “I know what you’re trying to do, and a spanking will not be your punishment if you disobey. I know you consider that a reward.”

Damn
. He knew her fantasy. To show she understood, she wiggled her ass. Danny must have considered that an act of defiance because he spanked her hard. The surprise made her grunt though the heat that followed caused her to smile. She wanted to beg for more, but she figured if they needed to heat up her ass in order for her to relax, they’d spank her. The idea of one of them using the paddle on her had her getting even more wet. Next time she went to Tanya’s, she’d have to buy a crop.

Danny was behind her, and had her lean forward. “Place your hands on the bed.”

Trace guided her and she palmed the spread. Now bent over, Danny plunged two fingers into her pussy. Without thinking she clenched her rear and tried to bring her legs together, but the rod prevented her. Now she understood how open and needy it made her feel. She didn’t know if she ever wanted to have sex without being constrained. Was that sick? It only took a second for her realize that after living so long, it took more to excite her.

Danny wiggled his fingers in her pussy, and when he curled the tips, he hit a spot so sweet that she let out a growl of her own. My God, but she was about to come.

Trace lifted her head by his hair. “Come and we jack off ourselves.”

She grunted. That would be totally cruel. She tried to nod, but he held her head tight, forcing her to speak. “Yes, Master.”

From the way his hand was positioned, Trace had dropped to his knees. He turned her head and kissed her. He didn’t have to ask her to open her mouth because she badly needed to taste him. Trace dragged his tongue over her teeth as she delved in. Her attention was diverted when Danny ringed her anus with lube. Confusion clouded her brain. Here she thought only Trace was the one interested in fucking her ass.

A thumb drove into her hole and pulled down the tight ring. He rubbed it right and left, easing his way in. The whole time, he fingered her pussy. When he sunk his thumb all the way in, she clenched.

The removal of his hand made her stomach flutter. She squeezed her eyes tight, awaiting another slap. Instead, she got soft kisses. “I’m only going to fuck your pussy, but if you clench with Trace, there’s no telling what he’ll do.”

“I’ll try, Master Danny.”

Danny probably didn’t care if she added the sign of respect, but if she didn’t, she could only guess what Trace would say.

Danny’s soft chuckle confirmed it. “Good.”

Foil tore followed by the snap of a condom. Danny stepped behind her and placed his covered cock between her legs. She really wanted to close her legs around him.
Shit
. The damn spreader was too restrictive. He rubbed his dick back and forth over her pussy, knocking into her clit over and over again. Heat built inside her, and she would have bit her lip had Trace not been kissing her.

Once his fingers found her nipples, she pulled back to gulp in air.

“Still sensitive, sugar?”

That was an understatement. “Yes, Master.”

“Good. I guess we don’t need the clamps then.”

She wasn’t sure if she could handle the stimulation. His touch alone had spasms rippling down her body. Between what Danny was doing and Trace’s masterful pinching and pulling, she was coming apart at the seams. Determined not to let her climax get the best of her, she ground her teeth, but nothing seemed to help.

Okay, enough was enough. “Fuck me, please, Master.” Her words came in bursts.

Danny clasped his palms on her ass and spread her cheeks wide. His cock nudged her pussy, and he drove into her with one powerful thrust. Her insides burst into flames.

Jesus, but that feels good. Please don’t let me come
.

She wasn’t sure any amount of prayer could calm her nerves. Sparks were shooting from her cunt to her tits. Control had never been her forte, probably because no man had ever asked her to delay her gratification.

Trace took hold of her wrists and twisted her toward him. Danny kept behind her, pounding away. “Place your hands on my thighs for support and suck me.” His cock brushed against her lips.