Go Deep (12 page)

Gavin reached a hand out and brushed his fingers against her
damp thatch. She let out a whimper.

“Shh,” said Eagle sternly. With his other hand, he gave her
a harder slap on the ass. “Is this how you behave in front of our guest? Part
your legs.”

Trembling, she moved her legs apart. The submission of that
movement went straight to Gavin’s head. What a turn-on to have his own wife
offered up to him like this. Her beautiful sex was right at eye level, moisture
glistening through the soft thicket of hair. He slid his fingers across her
clit, into the wet folds, in awe at the way her flesh quivered so exquisitely.
Never had Beth felt so hot, so slick to his touch. He delved two fingers into
her pussy and rubbed the heel of his hand against her clit. Her inner heat
surrounded his hand, the tissues tugging at him, begging for him. Her head
thrashed from side to side above the collar.

His dick hardened into fierce, painful arousal.

Beth’s moans increased. He knew from the bucking of her hips
that she was close. He glanced up at Eagle, who gave him a quick shake of his
head.
Don’t let her come yet.

Gavin pulled his hand away. Beth cried out pitifully. She
jammed her legs together, frantically trying for the friction that had just
vanished. Eagle would have none of it. He kicked her legs apart. “Our guest
will decide when and how you come. Just for that, I think we need a little
talk.” He wrapped the leash around his wrist again and led her, stumbling after
him, to the center of the room.

* * * * *

Beth was so turned-on, Eagle could have dragged her out in
the snow and she wouldn’t have protested. She would have done anything they
wanted, just to get a hand, a tongue or, praise the Lord, a cock in her pussy.

“Please,” she begged.

“Oh, you’ll get your orgasm, you greedy little slave girl.
But first we have a problem to take care of.”

Eagle lifted her hands over her head and tied her wrists to
the light fixture in the middle of the room. This was different. Frightening.
She couldn’t hide herself at all. Every inch of her body was accessible to
prying, probing hands.

She relaxed a bit when Gavin and Eagle both stripped off
their clothes. Gavin looked massive and powerful in the half-darkness. Eagle’s
body looked carved from some exotic wood, taut and lean, a sheen of sweat
glowing in the moonlight.

Gavin came behind her and smoothed the curves of her ass.
Pleasure drugged her limbs. As long as Gavin was here, everything would be
okay. Her big, strong husband only wanted to please her. Please her and protect
her.

“Gavin, you said you brought some toys,” Eagle said.

“Yes, in the trunk.”

Gavin stepped away. Instantly she missed his heat. She
adjusted her arms into a more comfortable position. Whatever they were
plotting, she wanted to be ready. While she and Eagle waited, he stood in front
of her and held her nipples in a tight pinch. The sharp pang seemed to last
forever. She heard the click of the trunk buckle, then Gavin came back to her
side. Eagle released her burning nipples, which immediately craved the contact.

“One for you, one for me,” Gavin told Eagle.

She squinted over her shoulder, trying to see what he held.
Two handfuls of leather strips, it looked like. Gavin handed one to Eagle.

“Nice little flogger. Nothing painful. Start her off easy,”
murmured Eagle. His fingers sifted through the leather in a way that made Beth
want to moan.

“She’s not used to this. Beth, just say the word if it’s too
much.” Beth nodded and swallowed hard. She closed her eyes, bracing for
something sharp and painful.

When nothing immediately happened, she opened them again.
The two men prowled in a circle around her body, doing nothing but looking at
her. It was enough. Her skin felt scorched by their scrutiny. Her nipples
stiffened on their own. Her arousal, which had dipped while Gavin fetched the
floggers, roared back to life.

Anticipation fluttered through every nerve of her body. Her
breath came in shallow pants. But still no pain. Instead, a hand cupped a
breast, another hand separated her legs, another scraped its nails across the
back of her thigh, another… God, how many hands were on her? They were
everywhere, exploring, stroking, arousing. Her body felt turned inside out, as
if all the most sensitive hidden parts were on the surface.

“Please,” she moaned.

“Oh my darling,” Gavin spoke in a choked voice. “I adore you
so.” He swished the fringe across the skin of her upper thigh. Her flesh
quivered and tensed.

“She can take it,” murmured Eagle. “Trust her.”

Then Gavin drew his arm back and spanked the leather strands
across her ass. Hot sparks exploded on her skin, under her skin, all the way to
her core. It didn’t hurt, precisely. It…woke her up. It made her feel as if her
skin had been dead to the world until now.

The two men took charge of her body, spanking and fondling
at will. She flew to another zone, the same high, ethereal place she’d touched
last night. Time collapsed. Only two states of being existed—anticipation of
the floggers’ next strikes and the electric moments when they stung her inner
thigh, the backs of her calves, the slope of her rib cage.

Swish.
Leather against her right nipple.
Oh my
God!
How was it possible for something to feel so terrifying and so
incredible at the same time?

“More,” she moaned.

“How much do you want it, Beth? Talk to me.” Gavin’s hot
breath scalded her ear. He gripped one of her ass cheeks in one fist as liquid
wept between her thighs.

“Yes, do it, don’t stop,” she babbled incoherently.

“We’ll decide when to stop,” Gavin answered sternly.

They stroked her with their hands and naked flesh, Gavin
nibbling at her neck, Eagle brushing his cock against her thigh. “Please,” she
begged even though she wasn’t sure what she was pleading for. Then
swoosh
.
Leather slapped softly across her breasts. She screamed. Tears sprang to her
eyes at the intensity of the pleasure.

“You okay?” asked Gavin.

“More,” she ground out.

They spanked her into a crazed frenzy. Before, she’d been
quiet. But not now. Now she let loose a loud stream of demands. “Hit me.
Harder. Fuck me, please, I’m begging you,
now
! Fuck me now!” The words
she used would have shocked her—should have shocked her—but she was beyond
caring. “Now. Please.”

“Not yet,” said Gavin. He ran the handle of the flogger
across her pussy. She felt her lips grab at it. The hard intrusion nudged at
her entrance.

“Put it inside me,” she whispered hoarsely. She’d take
anything to fill the emptiness, even a whip handle.

“The only thing going inside you is me,” he said, replacing
the handle with hard fingers that jerked her up. She moaned, her flesh sucking
him inside her. She was so close, so close… Then he pulled his hand out and
transferred his attention to her breasts. Each man took one. Her nipples were
already plump and erect, swollen from the spanking. Now the men set to work
with blistering intent. They suckled in tandem, crowding around her. Long, hard
sucks. Teasing nibbles. Ferocious tugs. And every sensation zoomed straight to
her frantic, aching pussy.

She lost track of where she was and who was doing this to
her. The world flashed in and out, a cacophony of moans and sucks and mutters.
The smell of sweat and arousal and wood smoke imprinted itself on her brain.
Hot mouths on her nipples, tormenting hands in her sex, at her ass, on her
clit…it was too much, too much…

“I think your woman needs to come.” Eagle’s lust-rough voice
arrowed through her haze.

“Hell yes.” At her front, Gavin gathered her dripping sex
into his hand. He rotated his thumb against her clit. She could barely hear him
through the need roaring through her veins. “You’ve earned it, my sweet. This
is what I wanted, you bare and open before me. No secrets. No hiding.”

Behind her, Eagle lifted her legs around Gavin’s waist and
put his hands under her ass. He spread her cheeks apart so her pussy pressed
harder against Gavin’s hand. The nerve-shattering pleasure of it sent tears
streaming down her face.

“Eagle, I’ve got a problem here.” Gavin took his thick cock
in his hand and rimmed it around the lips of her sex. “Beth and I have always
been completely exclusive. I love her more than anything.”

“I can see why.” Eagle blew softly on the back of her neck.
In her sensitized state, it felt like a blast furnace.

Beth felt as if she were drowning in honey.

“Sweetheart.” Gavin bent slightly so he looked directly into
her eyes. His eyes were deep, dark pools in the moonlight. “I’m not ready to
see another man take you. Is that okay?”

“Yes,” she whispered. In her heart, she wasn’t ready for
that either. The tease of having two men service her was outrageously arousing.
But she wanted only her husband inside her.

“How would you feel about sucking him off though? I’d like
to see that. Your beautiful mouth on his cock.”

Beth felt Eagle go rigid with excitement. His cock prodded
her lower back. The thought of blowing him while Gavin watched gave her a deep
thrill. Especially because she’d be doing it at his request. Like a proper
slave girl. “I’d like that.”

“Okay with you, Eagle?”

“Hell yes.”

“I love you, sweetie,” Gavin whispered as he gripped her
upper thighs, readying himself.

“I love you.”

At last, at long, painful last, his cock thrust inside her.
A grateful cry slid from her lips. The force of his motion pushed her back
against Eagle, who stood firm as a boulder, legs spread. Gavin shifted his
grip, taking her ass in his hands so he could jam her onto his cock.

“Touch her nipples,” he gasped.

Eagle’s big, warm hands filled themselves with her flesh,
catching her nipples between his fingers in a tight, piercing squeeze. “Oh,
that’s good,” he groaned. “I want to come against her ass.”

Beth wanted to tell him, “No, wait for me, I want you in my
mouth,” but she couldn’t speak because desperate little cries were already
coming out. This was everything she’d ever dreamed in her shameful nighttime
fantasies, everything she’d always shoved under the covers. No, it was better.
Deliriously better.

Because it was Gavin.

Her husband fucked her with all the power he’d kept leashed
until now. He fucked her like a jackhammer, like a freight train, like a
hurricane. His animalistic thrusts detonated in the deepest part of her. He
consumed her, incinerated her. Her legs spasmed. She threw her head back
against the firm chest behind her, felt Eagle’s long hair swing against her
cheek, his hot breath urging her on.

“Gavin, Gavin,” she whimpered over and over again until he
gave a guttural shout and his body went rigid. And then her own orgasm hit.
Held tight in Eagle’s arms, her husband’s cock jumping inside her, she came
apart into a million sparkling pieces.

Sweetly, slowly, the pieces reassembled into her, Beth Vale
Thomason, woman, wife, sex goddess. The only thing missing was the shame.

She clung to her husband, both of them panting like spent
racehorses. Then he turned her limp body in his arms and let her slide down to
her knees. Eagle waited, fully aroused, every line of his body screaming his
anticipation. When she was positioned on the floor, Gavin caressed the sides of
her face and gently tilted her head back. Eagle’s turn.

Eagle deserved her kiss, her loving, grateful lips on his
cock. Gavin felt the same, she knew. All barriers between them had fallen, and
it felt as if his emotions seeped through his skin into hers.

She lifted her hands to Eagle’s cock and drew him into her
mouth. The thick shaft bumped against the back of her throat and she leaned her
head back to accommodate it. She felt Gavin’s tender touch on her hair. They were
doing this together, she and Gavin, expressing their gratitude in the most
primitive way possible.

“Take him deep, honey. Good and deep.”

She relaxed her throat even further and heard Eagle groan
and reach deeper toward her throat. Her eyes drifted shut and she concentrated
on the long, delicious slide of his cock, the fierce scent of his arousal, the
sensation of his flesh against her tongue. She felt filled, plugged. Gavin’s
strong legs braced her while Eagle fucked her mouth, slowly at first, then harder
and faster.

“So fucking good,” moaned Eagle. The words spurred her on.
She sucked him hard, swirling her tongue across the smooth head, working her
mouth with naked, sloppy sucklings up and down his shaft. Her cheeks went
hollow. She felt Gavin trace the line of her jaw.

His touch drove her into a sort of madness. They all felt
it. The air around them vibrated with the intensity of Eagle’s arousal. Gavin’s
cock rose against the back of her head. They wanted her, her mouth, her skin,
her flesh. And she wanted them—to service them. Pleasure them. Enthrall them.
The joy of it made her dizzy. And when Eagle exploded into her mouth and she
nearly collapsed, Gavin held her in his arms as if he’d never let her go.

* * * * *

When Gavin and Beth woke up, they were alone, tangled
together like exhausted children. Beth opened her eyes to see Gavin gazing at
her with sleepy contentment. He brushed a strand of hair off her cheek.

“You are so beautiful,” he murmured. “I love you so much.”

“Me too. So much. More than…more than anything.”

He smiled with heartbreaking sweetness.

She looked around the empty room. “Where’s Eagle?” It was as
if he’d never been there. As if she’d hallucinated him.

“He left. After you rocked his world with that blowjob you
gave him.”

“Well,” she smiled demurely, “he deserved it.”

“Yes, he did. I’ll always be grateful to the guy. He said he
was headed back to his cabin today.”