Opulent Match [Ménage.com 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (15 page)

Needing to hold Cyn and assure himself that she was safe, Cooper walked the distance that was between them. Men had already surrounded Jones, placing him in handcuffs and hauling him off to a vehicle. They had done the same with his lackey, only he was screaming that he needed to go to the hospital. Brody had reached down for Cyn, bringing her up to her feet and taking the gun away from her. He held her tightly in his grasp and Cooper could see the relief that was written all over him. Knowing that he would not get Brody to let her go quite yet, Cooper moved so that the front of his body covered her back. She was now cocooned between the two of them, protected and safe. She would remain that way for the rest of her life, because Cooper knew he and Brody were hanging up their hats after this. The low-level excitement of being a small-business owner was more than they needed—because they had Cyn to keep the exhilaration at an all-time high.

Cyn came awake slowly, taking the time to stretch each muscle. The bed was soft and warm, although the front of her was a little chilly. It brought back memories from last night, when she had been held by gunpoint in her robe. She shivered, knowing it had nothing to do with the cold and everything to do with the fact that Sonny Jones had been going to shoot her. Wanting to snuggle back into the bed, Cyn went to reach for the comforter.

Clink
!

Cyn’s eyes flew open. Above her, Brody was smiling down at her. There was a gleam in his eyes that made her wary. Slowly, she tilted her head back to see what had made that sound and what was keeping her from moving her arms.
Shit
. Those were shiny handcuffs surrounding her wrists, although someone had taken the time to wrap silk material underneath the metal.

Clearing her throat, Cyn tried to remain calm as she asked, “That was very nice of you to have thought of my skin, but honestly, do we need to do this? I’m sure you would rather have me participate in our lovemaking sessions.”

Brody threw his head back and laughed. “Not on your life, Cyn. Paybacks are a bitch, and I plan to savor this one with one lick and one orgasm at a time.”

Cyn’s breath caught in her throat. They had all crawled into bed after last night’s ordeal, letting their clothes drop where they may. She knew they had all been naked, loving how their body heat made her warmer than any cover could. Looking down her body, she saw things hadn’t changed one iota. She was still naked and now, with her arms bound to the bed above her head, totally at their mercy.

Her pussy started to leak, and Cyn went to bring her legs together so Brody wouldn’t see. Again, another
clink
resounded through the room. She moaned, knowing that Brody was going to see how much she really anticipated what he was about to do to her body. She felt her juices sluggishly flow down her thighs.

“Cooper had to take a phone call, but I assured him that I had things covered up here,” Brody murmured, leaning his head down to kiss her neck. His warm lips pressed against her skin and little goose bumps immediately formed all over her body. She felt his tongue make contact with her skin, the moistness reminding her of what was between her legs. Brody trailed his tongue down her neck and to her collarbone. “I’m wondering how long I can keep you hanging on the edge without coming.”

“Brody,” Cyn whispered, hoping to distract him and convince him to release her, “we can figure that out later. I want you. Uncuff me and let’s make love.”

“But we are making love.” Brody placed delicate kisses down the middle of her breasts and then pulled back. Taking his right hand, he brought it up and traced around the rosy color of her areola. Her nipple tingled and hardened, wanting to be touched. Cyn bit her lip. “Does that feel good?”

“Yesss,” Cyn hissed. “Brody, you should let me go. Just think of how much fun we can have.”

“We are having fun,” Brody replied, leaning his head down. She tensed, knowing he was going to place his mouth where his fingers were. Nothing could prepare her for the intense heat his mouth provided by sucking in her nipple. He suckled it until the pebble stretched to the roof of his mouth.

“Ahh,” Cyn yelled, arching her back, needing something more. “Brody, more!”

“More?” While he continued to lick, suck, and bite her left nipple, Brody used his fingers to pull, twist, and tug on the other one. It was sweet torture. “How about a lot more?”

Cyn was finally able to lower her back to the bed when Brody pulled away. She took a deep breath but then realized he held something in his hand. Cyn started to shake her head, and Brody’s smile got bigger.

“We know how much you like a little erotic pain with our sex, Cyn. Have you ever tried nipple clamps?”

“What? You can’t give me what I need without a little help?”

Cyn tried to goad him into not putting them on, but she could see it wasn’t working. She knew that once he clamped them in place, she would be on the verge of an orgasm. She had bought some herself once, years ago, and found that the clamps brought her off quicker during self-pleasure. What would the impact be with two men loving her while her nipples were experiencing that little bite of pain they liked so much?

“Why not give you everything we can, Cyn?” Brody asked, his head dipping again. She felt him suck her nipple into his mouth, as if it needed any help in getting harder. Her stomach fell when he let go, knowing what he was going to do now.

“Brody—”

Cyn screamed when he placed the clamp perfectly on her, pinching her nipple in between the round rubber pads. God, that felt good. She could swear her eyes rolled back in her head. Her skin flushed, her nipple throbbed and pussy wept.

“Brody, I need to come.”

“We haven’t even gotten started,” Brody murmured against her other breast. It hit her he had yet to put the other clamp on. He took her other nipple in between his teeth, gently biting down and then using his tongue to soothe the sting. It didn’t really matter, because Brody brought the other clamp up and released the ends, letting the small rubber pads close tightly around her other nipple.

Ripples of pleasure stole through her body, every nerve ending directly in her clit. She knew the tissue was engorged with blood. If she could just get him to go down on her, Cyn knew she would come in a matter of seconds. She lifted her hips off of the bed, indicating to Brody what she needed.

“That is a beautiful sight.” Cyn lifted her head out of the pleasure haze that Brody had brought around her to see Cooper standing in the doorway. “Although, don’t we have a matching clamp that goes with those?”

Cyn was having trouble getting her brain to work.
Matching clamp?
She already had both of them on, so she wasn’t sure what he was talking about. But she knew Cooper might release her and let her come quickly if she begged him. He had a softer heart than Brody when it came to these matters.

“Cooper, I need to come,” Cyn begged, lifting her hips off the bed. “Will you make me come?”

“Don’t you dare, Cooper,” Brody warned. “After handcuffing us to our office chairs and having her way with us, we should get to do the same.”

“Sorry, Silk,” Cooper said, his smile taking away any sincerity that he might have meant. “I have to agree with Brody. And I personally can’t wait to see the third clamp. You have the most beautiful clit.”

Clit?
Oh my, she was in trouble now. They were going to use a clit clamp on her. She was already shaking her head when Brody lowered himself in between her legs. She had never tried that kind of clamp, but knowing how sensitive her clit was, she wasn’t sure she would survive this.

“She’s like a faucet down here, Cooper. I’ve got to have a taste before I put this clamp on her.”

Cyn was already bucking her hips, hoping that Brody going down on her would bring her off. Maybe if she could have an orgasm early, she’d be able to enjoy the things they had planned. Brody started licking her inner thighs and murmuring against her skin how good she tasted. Why wasn’t he licking her clit?

“Lick my clit, Brody,” Cyn ordered. “Do something!”

“It seems she doesn’t want you to clean her up, Brody,” Cooper said, crawling on the bed to lie beside her. “I think she just wants to wear her new jewelry.”

“But—”

Cyn’s words were cut off when Brody went directly for her clit. With no warning, he sucked it into his mouth. Right when she would have tumbled into that sweet abyss, she felt him release the clamp. The sharp pain stopped her orgasm in its tracks, but instead of making it disappear and giving her some type of relief, the clamp kept her right on the edge.

Cyn couldn’t keep herself from whimpering. Her entire body felt like it was going to combust. Cooper was kissing her shoulder while Brody worked his way up her body. There wasn’t an inch of skin that they didn’t cover. Cyn could only concentrate on the three places that throbbed with the beat of her heart. If they would just release her, she’d be able to sneak a hand down to her pussy fast enough to come before they could stop her.

“Release me,” Cyn whispered.

“How about your legs?” Brody asked, sitting up.

“Yes!” Cyn screamed, figuring she would only have to rub her legs together to obtain the friction she needed.

Brody went to work unlocking the cuffs. He left the silk material on her ankles, not that Cyn really cared. She was being given the opportunity to relieve her body from this sweet suffering. Cyn gasped in surprise when instead of being able to bring her legs together, Brody kept a hold of her ankles while Cooper readjusted the cuffs above her head. They had been attached to the one wooden peg that reached from one side to the other. Upon bringing them together to meet in the middle, Brody flipped her and placed her directly on her knees, exposing her pussy and ass.

“This is so much better. Now we get to play with your ass,” Brody explained, his voice deepening with desire.

Cyn wondered how much longer they could last, because she didn’t think she’d ever been brought this far without being able to let go. Could a person die from not having an orgasm? Instinct had her trying to clamp her knees together, but Brody used his to keep hers apart. She groaned in frustration and then cried out when Cooper decided to ring the tiny bells that were apparently attached to her nipple clamps. The movement caused little sharp zings to travel through her nipples. There seemed to be a direct path to her pussy, because she could feel her opening widen, needing something to fill it.

Instead of getting her pussy full of cock, it was her ass that got the attention Brody had promised. He must have had the tube of lubricant, because the cool gel hit the crevice between her cheeks, dripping into her anus. It puckered, and Brody chuckled.

“If we’re going to take you together, we need to make sure you are loosened up.”

Cyn was torn. She was elated that they were both going to take her at the same time, but on the other hand, she didn’t want to have to wait any longer. She was about to tell them that when Brody used his thumb to push against her muscle. The ring slowly opened, admitting him into that forbidden place. The fullness he created sent another jolt of pleasure up and down her body. Cyn tried to thrust back against him, but every time she moved, her clit clamp did, too. The pleasure only increased, but the goal was still unattainable.

“I can’t take any more,” Cyn moaned. “Do you want to kill me?

“If I remember correctly, you have nine lives,” Cooper whispered, tapping her nipple clamps. “And after what happened last night, I’m glad of that, Silk. Relax and let Brody get your body ready.”

“I’m ready, damn it!”

Brody was now thrusting in and out with two fingers. With his other hand, he inserted a finger into her pussy. The dual sensations, along with the throbbing need to come, practically had her crying from the pleasure. Cooper was sliding beneath her and that was when she realized that he must have uncuffed her wrists, because she was holding on to his shoulders.

“Lower yourself onto me,” Cooper instructed.

“Brody can’t take me this way, with you inside my pussy,” Cyn whispered, knowing how wide Brody was and wanting to remind them. She felt Brody pull his fingers from her body, placing a hand on her lower back. “He’s too big.”

“The way your juices are flowing, trust us, your body will adjust.” She stared into Cooper’s green eyes, seeing them darken with desire as she lowered her pussy onto his cock. He was curved at just the right angle to hit her sweet spot and when he was fully seated inside of her, the clamp hit against his skin. She moaned as the small tug sent waves of pleasure through her pussy. “Listen to what Brody tells you.”

Cyn nodded, not able to form words. The need to come was so intense, it was almost painful. She felt Brody push her down until her breasts were nestled against Cooper’s chest. She moaned as the contact pulled at the clamps.

The three of them tried to even out their breathing as Brody placed his cock at her anus and pressed in. What she thought would have been impossible, Brody and Cooper had been right about. Her body accepted both of them. Inch by inch, Brody’s cock stretched her to the point of pain, but in a good way. The intense burn had her crying out and begging for that out-of-reach release her body was straining for.

Instead of stopping and allowing her to get used to the fullness, Brody and Cooper immediately started a rhythm that had her body climbing higher than it had ever gone before.