Three Mates for Judith (10 page)

But damn it was hard. Now Nelson and Nahum were fucking her in long strokes, faster, deeper, and without the pause between in and out. The intensity was off the scales and so was Judi’s need to come.

She wiggled between the men, her desperation to climax suddenly overwhelming. As if they understood her, Nelson and Nahum paused in their fucking and then slammed into her together full force.

Naftali ordered her, “Come now, Judith. You know it’s time. Climax for your three Masters.”

Someone pinched her nipple, and Naftali pulled her hair, tilting her head back so she could swallow his cock deeper. Their masterful words and actions sent Judi off the cliff, her entire body shaking in release.

She wanted to scream but knew that might bring the men guarding her family running upstairs, so she forced herself to hold the noise inside, muffling it down to a deep groan.

Nelson and Nahum pounded into her one more time, and their cum exploded inside her, filling the condoms with dual bursts of heat. Naftali pushed his cock deeper into her throat, and she swallowed again, and then he pulled back into her mouth as it filled with his seed.

She gulped it down, aware of all three men petting and stroking her quivering body. Her cunt was still pulsing with her orgasm, the best one she’d ever had. Even though she was so relaxed and replete that she could hardly think or move, she wanted to share her happiness with the men. Patting each one in turn, she forced her lips to form a coherent, “thank you,” to them all.

Only then did she permit herself to collapse onto Nahum’s solid chest with a sigh. “Now that was an orgasm.”

“No, that was just a practice run. Now that we know what turns you on, give us ten minutes to recover and we’ll give you an orgasm that’s twice as good as that one,” said Nelson.

“Twice as good would likely kill me with pleasure.”

Naftali gave her a hug. “Don’t you even want us to try?” he teased her.

“Ask me later, when I’ve had a chance to get my strength back.” Judi closed her eyes and sighed. She was still surrounded by three wonderful men. That was about as good as life could possibly get.

* * * *

Nahum thought they should probably shower Judith, but she was so obviously ready for a nap that he and Nelson pulled out of her and rolled her onto her side, leaving Naftali to hold her as they went and dealt with the condoms. By the time they returned, even though it was just a few minutes, she was already sound asleep.

Nahum walked over to the nightstand and handed the gel to Nelson. They really needed to put some in her ass so she wasn’t sore tomorrow, but they didn’t want to wake her up, either. Nelson shrugged, and Nahum agreed it was better to leave her rest, so he put the jar on the nightstand and lay on the bed beside Naftali. His brother lay on his side, so Nahum was able to rest a hand on Judith’s hip. Damn, it was amazing to be in bed with his woman, watching her sleep, and with his own wonderful orgasm still sparking through his senses. The more he learned about this woman, the more he knew she was the one he wanted as his mate. The one who would be perfect for the three of them.

Soon both his brothers were asleep as well as Judith, but although Nahum was tired and replete, he hadn’t dozed off, so he slid quietly out of bed and showered then checked his cell phone. There was a message from the Alpha to say that the helicopter had checked the area thoroughly and found no cars waiting around or racing back toward town. That didn’t surprise him. Instead, he’d have been surprised if Lutterworth had stuck around once he’d realized things weren’t going his way as easily as he’d hoped.

But the question was, where would he have gone?

Back to the brownstone, of course. If everyone was here, the brownstone would be vulnerable to attack. He hurried out of the bedroom and into the main living area so he didn’t wake the others then called the Alpha. He felt really horrible doing it. The man would be tired, and he was newly mated to the woman of his dreams, Elsie, Judith’s half-sister. But it couldn’t be helped. Only the Alpha had the power to send a group of men to check the brownstone and ensure all Cherise’s favorite possessions weren’t disappearing into a moving van right this minute.

“Good thinking, Nahum. But all is well. I’ve got a couple of men watching it, already.”

“Okay. That’s all right then. I’m sorry to have disturbed you, sir.”

“No problem at all. It’s better to be disturbed now and warned than not be disturbed and wake tomorrow to an enormous shitfest.”

Well, that was that. Everything was under control, and he needed to catch some sleep. He and Nelson were on duty at seven in the morning.

He returned to the bedroom and climbed back into the bed, leaning up on one elbow and watching his beautiful Judith asleep. She looked so small between his brothers. So dainty, yet with her knees slightly bent and one leg curled around the other, her hand tucked under her cheek, and a lush breast peeking out from under her crossed arms, so completely enticing as well. Everything he’d ever wanted and ever hoped to have was lying right there, sound asleep. And it was his job to protect and cherish her properly.

No harm will ever come to you while I draw breath. I swear it, Judith.

* * * *

Naftali woke after only a couple of hours’ sleep. Nelson and Nahum had to go on security duty first thing in the morning, and he really wanted to play some more with Judith. The dungeon would be a much better venue, but he was sure he could organize something here if he tried.

He went back into the living room and eyed the bookshelf. It was the kind with metal brackets bolted into the wall. They would be quite strong enough to hold a wriggling woman. Next he examined the electric cables to the two lamps on the end tables. Both were quite long, and even better, they were the multipurpose kind that could be unclipped. Perfect. Not that he would have given up if they were permanently attached to the lamps. He’d have just had to balance the lamps on the top of the bookshelf and hope they didn’t fall down at a critical moment.

He removed the cables from the lamps, pulled a few handfuls of books off the shelves, and tied the cables around the metal brackets on the highest shelf. Then he walked silently back to the bedroom for the chopsticks and rubber bands Nelson had found in the kitchen.

He poked both his brothers awake and handed Nahum one pair of chopsticks and Nelson the other. He held the little Ziploc bag of rubber bands himself.

His brothers woke up fast, rolled Judith onto her back, and began sucking her nipples.

Her eyes flew open, and she said, “Hell yes. Is it time to play again?”

“I thought we’d have a game of Masters and slave. Are you okay with that?”

She grinned. “Since I can go back to bed and sleep it off after you people return to work, that sounds fine by me.”

Naftali hoped she’d be worn out from the game and more sex and ready to sleep. He’d do his best to exhaust her and then satiate her, and so would his brothers.

Nelson and Nahum stopped sucking her breasts and trapped her nipples between the chopsticks. Naftali gave them each two elastic bands to hold the chopsticks tightly together, making pincers of them and trapping her nipples in their grip. Then he lifted her off the bed, threw her over his shoulder, and carried her out into the living room.

Nelson and Nahum were right behind him and wrapped the electric cables around her wrists, forcing her to stretch her body out straight to remain on her feet.

Once she was in position, the three men stepped back, and his brothers looked toward him to show them what he’d planned.

“So, slave. When your Master asks you to do something, what should your response be?” he asked.

“Well, that depends. I’m not really fond of housework or cooking. A smart woman once said
cook
and
iron
are evil four letter words,” she said, watching them over her shoulder.

The undertone of humor was clear in her voice, and he knew immediately she was pushing the boundaries to find out what they would do.

“No, slave, that’s not the correct answer. Your Master always knows what’s best for you. His aim is always to put your pleasure first, as the only way he can be happy is by making you happy.”

Naftali picked up one of the books he’d taken off the shelf and used it to paddle her ass firmly.

Nelson had disappeared, so Nahum said, “What would you do now, slave, when your Master asks you to do something?”

“Obviously I’d do exactly what he told me to do. Unless it was something I didn’t want to do.”

Naftali had to force his lips together so he didn’t laugh at her answer. She was still pushing the boundaries, but he loved that in her. Judith had evidently decided to explore BDSM in her own way, by tasting the different punishments.

Nahum picked up her foot and tickled the sole of it. As she giggled and tried to pull away from him, he held her leg firmly, tickling it, waiting until she stopped laughing, and then tickling it again. All the while her arms were raised high above her head, tied to the cables, and her body was balanced on one leg. It was a stressful pose to hold, especially coupled with her giggling, and Nahum made her hold it a long time until she understood the purpose of Nahum’s actions.

Then Nelson was back with her dildo and the jar of lube.

Naftali slipped out to the bedroom as Nelson began to tease Judith, asking her questions and teasing her cunt with the dildo. Naftali picked up the two spatulas and the wooden spoon and handed the spatulas to Nahum. They stood behind her, and when she answered correctly, Nelson fucked her with the dildo, but when she misbehaved, Naftali and Nahum spanked her.

Naftali was completely sure she was answering deliberately. She wanted to be spanked and was pushing them. But they needed to be in control here. They would be the ones who decided when the game ended. She wasn’t used to being spanked, and he didn’t want to hurt her ass too much. A little soreness would be an excellent memento of the evening’s game. But bruising or cuts were not permissible. No Master gave them to his slave unless he knew it was what she genuinely wanted.

“Would you like to be fucked again, slave?” asked Nelson.

“Hell yes.”

“By all three of us?”

“Of course. What’s the use of having three Masters if you aren’t all going to fuck me?”

Naftali was tempted to laugh again, but he asked her seriously, “Are you sure, Judith. Tonight was your first time at ménage sex.”

“And it was good. So, yes indeed, I’m sure I want to do it again.”

That was the answer he’d been hoping to hear.

* * * *

Nelson’s cock was harder than a spike and as long as it had ever been. Stroking the dildo in and out of Judith’s cunt, petting her clit, teasing her pussy lips had all made him hotter than hell. Judith’s cunt curls were glistening with her cream, and her clit was a red little nub standing up quite visibly, so he knew she was aroused.

Anyway, he could smell her need, and it tugged hard at his panther. Nelson was sure his brothers were equally aroused by her scent. It was just another indicator that she was their woman, their perfect mate. Her special scent excited them as much as her sweet smile and sharp sense of humor. All were different aspects of this multi-faceted woman, and every single one of them called to him loud and clear that she was theirs.

He and Naftali untied the cables from her wrists, and Naftali said, “Lie facedown on the floor, Judith.”

“The floor? Why not the bed?”

Naftali swatted her ass lightly with the cable. Her ass was already pink from the spanking they’d given her, and being whipped with cable could really hurt. But one swat would be just enough to remind her they were in control here.

She gave them a thoughtful look but lay down as Naftali had ordered her, wiggling a little to keep her weight off the chopsticks around her nipples.

Nelson took a scoop of the lube and began massaging her shoulders. She wasn’t used to being tied up, and they’d made her stretch her arms up high to demonstrate the theory to her, so now he needed to be certain she wouldn’t suffer aching muscles tomorrow.

Meanwhile Nahum had started lubing her ass. She made a constant series of happy little noises, so they all knew she was enjoying herself.

While he and Nahum prepared her, Naftali was busy putting the cords back on the lamps, the books back on the bookshelf, and taking the kitchen equipment back there. . They’d take the chopstick nipple clamps off her when they rolled her over. When Nahum was sure her ass was ready for him. Meanwhile, a little extra discomfort for her was a good addition to their game.

“What did you learn from being tied up, Judith?” Nelson asked her.

“Standing up with my arms stretched above my head is very different from lying on the bed with my arms above my head. There’s a lot more tension on my shoulders when I’m upright. And as for standing on one foot, that’s very different again when my arms are raised. But they’re all good. I enjoyed them all.”

Nelson silently heaved a sigh of relief. It was very important that she learn to enjoy BDSM and to gain much pleasure from it. They would never do anything she genuinely disliked, but until they could get her into a real dungeon, these little games were a good way of testing her interest, and so far she was happy.