The Natural [Answers 3] (3 page)

He smiled beneath her assault, pressing her to him.

Dawn parted her lips and ran her tongue over his. He tasted slightly of cinnamon, warm and spicy. Hunter responded by invading her mouth with his tongue, deepening the kiss. He held her head with both hands now and devoured her mouth.

She could feel Wilder pressing in from behind her. Wilder ran his hands over her ass, pulling her skirt up in the bargain. He took hold of the handcuffs and raised them higher on her back, using the small center chain linking them together. “You’re usually the aggressive one when it comes to sex,” Wilder whispered in her ear. “I can tell by the way you act, but this time, you will be submissive.” He held her shackled hands in the center of her back with one hand while the other worked at the zipper of her skirt at her hip.

Dawn sucked at Hunter’s tongue, her body coming alive beneath the attention of these two men. Her nipples tingled when Hunter tangled his hands in her hair, tightening his hold on her. He groaned into her mouth, his tongue lashing hers.

She felt her skirt slide down her legs to the floor. Wilder tapped her left foot with his own, signaling for her to lift it. She did, balancing on one high heel while he bent over and removed it from her ankles. That left her standing there wearing a thong, her lace bra, and silk blouse. She lifted her foot again to kick off her shoe, then the other. Shrugging her shoulders, she clenched her hands. She wanted to touch Hunter, to run her fingers through his long hair. She couldn’t do it with her hands cuffed behind her back. Groaning with need, she struggled against the cuffs.

“Ah, ah,” Wilder said from behind. “Don’t be a bad girl, now.” He ran his hand over the curve of the cheek of her ass, bare to him except for the thin strand of her thong running down the cleft of it. “Beautiful,” he said.

The heat from his hand and the assault on her mouth by his brother caused her pussy to cream. Hunter released her from his kisses, still holding her head while he looked into her eyes. “What do you want?” he asked, his voice tight.

Her lips felt kiss-swollen, and she could feel a trickle of sweat meander between her breasts. Damn, these men made her hot. What a way to spend an afternoon. Looking him directly in the eye, she ran her tongue over her upper lip. “God, I want you to fuck me,” she said.

Hunter smiled, one corner of his mouth rising. “I think we both will.”

Wilder slipped his finger into the top edge of her panties at her hip and pulled.

Dawn gasped, the material tightening with a burn on her opposite hip before her panties ripped, Wilder tossing the material away from her. Hunter let go of his hold on her head and tucked his hand into the front of her blouse. With one smooth move, he jerked her blouse open, buttons flying.

Dawn felt a flash of heat and chuckled, loving the way they were so forceful with her. No man had ever tried it before. Instead, they’d always let her take the lead. She had, and had taken what she wanted. This time, the tables were turned.

Hunter pulled at the top of her bra cups. “What do we have here?” He rolled the cups down and tucked them beneath her breasts. The action caused her breasts to pop free and be held high, the material boosting them.

While Hunter was stripping her from the front, she felt Wilder behind her, his hands running down the length of her legs to her calves. Hunter leaned down and closed his lips over one pert nipple, sucking. At the same time, she felt Wilder closing something around one of her ankles.

Throwing her head back, she arched, presenting her aching breasts to Hunter as best she could. He sucked at her forcefully, sending little sparks to the back of her tongue. “Mmm,” she crooned, widening her legs as Wilder moved her feet, latching something else onto her other ankle. When Wilder was finished, her feet were at least three feet apart. Hunter moved to her other breasts, giving it the same attention as the first. “Oh yeah,” she breathed, her pussy quivering. Her stomach muscles tightened, and she looked down at Hunter, watching him as he suckled at her breast, his eyes closed, his lips forming a perfect circle around her nipple.

Wilder was standing behind her again and rested his hands on her shoulders. “Your ankles are now separated with a steel bar. You can’t close your legs, no matter what you do.” He ran his tongue up the side of her neck to her ear. “Now,” he whispered, “I’m going to fuck you, but not where you think.”

Dawn’s eyes opened wide. “I’ve never—“

“Shh,” Wilder said. “I’ll be as gentle as I can. And you will enjoy every minute of it. Just do as I say.”

She began to shake a little, knowing what he had in mind. She’d never been fucked in the ass before, and she was a bit scared. But then Hunter took her mind off of it, slipping his fingers into the folds of her labia and stroking her clit. With his mouth at one breast, his fingers rolling and pinching the other nipple, and his other hand massaging her clit, Dawn closed her eyes and gave herself over to sensation alone.

Her body was growing hotter with every breath she took. When Wilder spread the cheeks of her ass and inserted a lubricant-covered finger into her ass, she gasped, shuddering. Her eyes opened wide, and she tensed.

“Don’t tighten your muscles,” Wilder said, slowly inserting his digit deeper. “Breathe deep, in through your nose and out through your mouth.”

“That’s sort of hard to do in a situation like this,” she replied, struggling with the fact she couldn’t close her legs at all and Hunter was playing his magic over the front of her body to the point that she was on the verge of climax.

“Hunter, help me out here,” Wilder said over her shoulder.

Hunter abandoned what he was doing and rose up to stand in front of her. “Look at me,” he said, his voice a raspy whisper. He wove his fingers into her hair, cupping her face in his hands. Then his lips met hers, and he stole her breath.

She parted her lips, inviting him in, and he dove in. Their tongues dueled roughly, and he tasted slightly of mint. Wilder pressed her from behind, his fingers at her ass disappearing only to be replaced by something much larger and hotter. Dawn moaned, but Hunter drank it down, swiping his tongue over the back of her teeth. Wilder pushed, and then she gasped, her body jerking when the man behind her broke through and his cock stole the cherry of her ass.

Hunter moved back, allowing her a moment to breathe. He held her shoulders now, his deep blue eyes searching her face. “Just breathe,” he said. “I can feel you shaking. There’s nothing to worry about.”

The sensation of Wilder buried in her ass, stretching her to the limit, was decadent and animalistic. Her face was on fire, along with other parts of her body. Wilder stilled behind her, letting her body adjust to his invasion.

“Okay?” Hunter asked, eyebrows raised.

She swallowed and nodded, afraid to speak, thinking her voice might fail her. Her nipples were rock-hard little buds, and her pussy was almost dripping with her cream. This was new and wild and exactly what she wanted.

Hunter smiled and released her shoulders. His hands went to his jeans, and he quickly shed his remaining clothes. Then he moved forward, and within two seconds, he slid his cock into her pussy all the way to the hilt.

“Oh my god,” she moaned, “I’ve never felt so full before.” It was delicious, being impaled both front and back and unable to move her arms and legs. Two identical men had her sandwiched between them, and they were going to truly give her a fucking like no other. And when they began to move, she closed her eyes and let her mind drift away while her body took over.

The men pressing into her made beads of sweat dapple her forehead. She couldn’t move or participate, but what she was feeling was out of this world. Hunter groaned as he slid in and out of her pussy, his thick cock putting friction in all the right places. Wilder was breathing heavily in her ear, moving ever so slowly as he thrust in and out of her ass, tiny sparks of pleasure-pain shooting up her spine every time he went deep.

“Ohhh,” she crooned, her body jerking as she came. Her breath rasped in her throat while her pussy pulsed with release, grabbing at Hunter’s cock until he, too, went over the edge with a loud groan. Wilder wasn’t far behind, shuddering at her back as he shot his seed deep inside her ass.

Lightning crackled along her nerve endings as pulses of pure, sharp pleasure washed through her body. She dropped her head forward, resting it on Hunter’s shoulder while they finished with her. She was theirs, and it gave her a sense of belonging, even though they’d only just met. She’d never felt like this before, like she was truly a woman at not one, but two, men’s mercy.

“Are you okay?” Hunter asked, pushing her hair back. “Dawn?”

“Hmm?” she murmured, her thigh muscles quivering. “Yeah, I’m, um, wonderful.” She lifted her head and looked into his eyes. “But I think I need to sit down before I fall down.”

Both men pulled from her body and set about releasing her from her shackles. They carefully helped her to a small bench along one wall, sitting her down.

Dawn raked her fingers through her mussed up hair, her body damp with dew from their tryst. She desperately needed a shower and to change.

Wilder, his jeans now back on, stood in front of her, a look of concern on his face. “Dawn, you’re sure you’re all right? We didn’t go too far, did we?”

She looked up at one of the most beautiful men she had ever seen and silently wished he had been her first lover. Or Hunter had been. Or both of them. Things might have turned out very differently in her life if they had met years ago. But now was what mattered. She was eager to learn what they had to teach. A smile curved her lips. “I’m fine, and no, you didn’t go too far. I just can’t wait to see how much farther out of my comfort zone you two are going to take me.”

Wilder looked down at this green-eyed beauty and his heart almost stopped beating.

Dawn’s lips were kiss-swollen and the color of roses. Her cheeks were flushed, and her silken blonde tresses were mussed as if she had just risen from her bed. Her clothes were more than rumpled, her blouse barely on her body, and yet she had an air of confidence he found very seductive.
Careful, boy. You could lose your heart with this one.

He cleared his throat. “Well, before we continue, I’ll bet you would like a shower and maybe a bite to eat.” He offered his hand to her.

She smiled up at him and slipped her hand into his, then stood. Her intense gaze caused his heart to stutter. “I’d love a shower but only if you and your brother join me. Would you like to come with?” One perfectly arched eyebrow rose.

“I thought you wanted to be on the submissive side, and here you are, being suggestive instead.”

She slipped one hand around his waist and trailed her nails over his lower back. “Let’s make an agreement, shall we? You and Hunter and this Micah I’m supposed to meet soon will push me to my limits, but, once in a while, I get to decide when, where, and how we deepen our relationship. Agreed?"

She was elegant and sexy, and seemed to know what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to say so. Dawn Holiday was turning into his dream woman, and he wasn’t totally sure how to handle it. Only knowing her for a very short time, Wilder thought he may have just met his match. He wondered vaguely how Hunter saw her. They usually were on the same page when it came to women. It had caused quite a few disagreements when they were younger. Now that they were older, they had reached an agreement themselves. If one of them found a woman he felt he couldn’t live without, he would introduce her to the other and then, hopefully and if she was agreeable, they would ask her to share their lives. The agreement also included Micah, a man they were so close to he might as well be their brother. If the three of them could find such a woman, one who would share her life with the three of them, it would be their little part of nirvana. They had yet to meet her, but Wilder was optimistic. She could be standing in front of him right now.

“All right,” he said, planting a kiss on her full lips. “Hunter? Miss Holiday would like us to share her shower. You in?”

“Are you kidding?” Hunter came up beside him. “I’ll order dinner and ask that Micah bring it along when it’s ready. Until then, let’s get wet.”

* * * *

Hunter could not believe what he was feeling at this moment. Those bright green eyes of Dawn’s sparkled when she smiled, and then she moved slightly to the side and slid her arm through his. When she looked up at him, his heart did a little flip, and when she laughed as she led him and his brother from the room, the sound was like bells. Dawn was a woman he would notice immediately, wherever he saw her. She had a glow about her, a shining quality that drew him like a moth to a flame. She was the embodiment of the woman he had been dreaming of all his life, and he wanted so much more than just a weekend with her. She was funny and smart and stunning, a combination of everything it took to be his fantasy woman. He was attracted to her, no doubt about it.

He glanced at Wilder, noting the fact that his brother couldn’t take his eyes off her.
He feels it, too.
Had they just met her, the one they had been looking for? He cleared his throat, trying to get his mind back on the matter at hand.

Dawn Holiday wasn’t here for romance. She was here for sexual therapy, and that was his first priority.

He pulled the door to the experimentation room closed behind him, and the three of them walked toward the bedroom suite.