Virile (18 page)

“No! Please! Gods, I can’t!” She pushed her plea out from her sore throat, but they knew her better, knew she was capable, and she came, this time so hard lights flashed behind her closed lids. Orion shoved against the mouth of her womb twice more and then shuddered, groaning his approval but never addressing her.

Wrists then freed, she slumped in his arms, disoriented as he walked with her, his cock still pulsing inside of her. Their bodies slipped against one another, flushed with sweat and cum. Her breathing began to even out, and she thought her heartbeat was slowing to normal when he laid her down—she felt the mattress beneath her—and his cock slipped free.

Hard hands gently flipped her to her belly and raised her hips. A cock drove into her dripping sheath. She could feel the copious amount of moisture ease its way as she stretched to accommodate it. Nearly gentle, leisurely strokes rocked her pelvis, and she thought to beg for respite. A pillow pressed beneath her chest, and her hair was grasped to raise her head.

“Open for me, Adara.” A soft cockhead flirted with her lips, pre-cum smearing like an exotic lip gloss. She opened her mouth wide, and Thorn pushed inside, holding her head up with her hair, the sting at her scalp adding to the multitude of sensations enveloping her body.

Unable to do much more than suck him and work her tongue in little lashes, she concentrated on breathing through her nose as he worked ever deeper until she could feel him at the back of her throat. Too tired to resist, she relaxed and he pushed down farther then retreated to surge back. As his thrusts increased in their urgency so did the ones in her pussy. Then Kellis pulled out and entered her bottom hole in one smooth rush. It burned and her channel jangled with crackling pain despite the lube deposited there earlier.

Her gasp took Thorn right down her throat, and he pulsed his release. She swallowed past her gag reflex, and he groaned audibly. Her senses heightened by the blindfold, she wished she could see him and then was swept away by the ass fucking, Kellis pulling her hips higher to penetrate ever deeper and harder. Tears erupted, the sensation of being owned and taken very prevalent as the pain morphed to excruciating pleasure. It had to be Thorn who released the clamps, as Kellis pumped furiously against her buttocks and dropped his hand from her hip to work her clit yet again.

She climaxed, the intensity different as her sheath clamped down emptily while her back channel spasmed around Kellis’s cock to take him right along with her. She felt him swell and spurt his release—darkness beckoned. As he withdrew, the bite of discomfort grounded her and she crawled away, tearing at the blindfold. Someone grasped her arm, but she managed to yank it free and succeeded in putting some distance between them.

“Leave me alone.”

“Shhh, Adara. Let us take care of you.”

Despite her utter exhaustion she flapped her hand in the speaker’s direction. It didn’t matter who it was—she didn’t care. “Leave me alone.”

A hand stroked down her back, and she flinched away, trying to bury herself into the mattress. The hand retreated and she fell into the darkness.
Fuck toy.
Well, you asked for it.

****

“Do you think she understood the difference?” Kellis sounded glum, and his face reflected it.

“She understood.” Orion looked like he wanted to punch something—or someone.

“We didn’t hurt her and brought her extreme pleasure,” Thorn replied. “But while she loved it she hated it too. And she didn’t hate our previous couplings and other actions, despite how overwhelmed she was and how new it was to her.”

“So, lesson taught. Message delivered.” Kellis didn’t look any happier.

“She isn’t a fuck toy, Kell,” Thorn reminded his brother. “And it’s time she understood the difference.”

“But have we treated any of our subs that way?”

“Of course we have, you ass,” Orion snarled. “Didn’t you feel the difference? We fucked those other women. Sure, we brought them pleasure, but did it mean anything more than release? We liked most of them but even so…”

“I felt it,” Kellis confirmed. “And I feel like shit. What’s more, what will tomorrow bring with Adara?”

“Adara will learn, just as she’s learned from every other lesson. She’s taught us too.”

“True,” agreed Orion. “Maybe more than we know. And imagine how intense tonight would have been if—”

“Don’t go there,” Kellis moaned. “If I’d let my emotional guard down my brains would have leaked out my ears. That ass…”

“We need to clean her up and get her to bed,” Thorn decreed, “Unless you wish to have her again in the morning.”

“Not here. In our bed. Cenna can—”

“No. One of us will stand watch. Cenna is old and might not be able to cope with…I have a feeling.” Thorn didn’t know what else to say. He just knew something was coming.

“I’ll stand watch. Adara is going to be more annoyed with you and Kellis after the way you tag teamed her. She’s bound to need some tenderness from you both.”

         
****

Kellis sat up with his back against the headboard and eased Adara’s sleeping form on top of him, carefully pulling her arms away from her body and securing the fine bones of her wrists with his hands. Thorn knelt between their spread legs and began to wake her by kissing her throat then trailing his tongue and lips down to her full mounds. He knew his brother would hold Adara firmly while he seduced her. She came fully awake at the first suckle of her nipple, tensing and attempting to move away. He could hear Kellis whispering in her ear—sweet nothings, no doubt—and they both ignored her quiet requests for them to leave her alone. It was more difficult to pretend not to hear the increasingly strident demands, but he took his time anointing her beaded buds with his tongue, biting down gently then soothing them with a kiss and another suckle. As he turned his attention to her other breast, he rolled and pinched the abandoned nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

When he decided they were sufficiently sensitized, he lifted his head and stared at her. Confusion and hurt lurked in her expressive green eyes, and he smiled, maintaining his expression even when she didn’t smile back. Her verbal rejections had ceased, however.

“You are so beautiful, agapi mou. Everywhere.” He turned back to his task, sweetly tormenting her breasts until she squirmed beneath his touch. Orion continued to murmur to her.

Following down her center line, painting a fine line of moisture with his tongue, he blew at intervals, watching her flesh goose bump. He paused at her navel, flicking his tongue in the dip before sidetracking to nibble the soft flesh at her hip bone. Adara rolled her pelvis in a slight movement, obviously trying to control her response to him. Again he rose up to lock gazes with her and saw how arousal had begun to replace her unpleasant emotions.

“You smell of lavender, Adara. Orion has ordered you more.” She tensed at his comment before her head tilted towards Kellis’s lips as his brother whispered something that soothed her, for she once again relaxed.

Kissing his way down either thigh, resting a hand on her knees in the event she decided to pull away, he could scent her sex awakening. Musky and tart. No one smelled like their intended—or tasted like her either. He schooled himself and continued to kiss her legs, alternately stroking and pressing gently with his thumbs. A tiny moan escaped her full lips, and he found his way back to the apex of her thighs.

Spreading her folds to reveal the darker pink inner lips, now lightly coated with her cream, he pressed his mouth wide to seal over her opening and clit, sucking hard and lancing his tongue inside. He needed his hands to push beneath her buttocks to hold her to him as she bowed up from the bed and writhed away. Kellis bent his knees to support her and keep her in place and Thorn feasted, sucking and licking to bring her closer to coming. When she gasped and gave a little shriek he knew his brother had released her hands in order to pinch her nipples, and Adara’s fingers worked into his hair, tugging him closer while she ground herself against him. He drew her pouting clit against his palate and sucked harder. Adara came all over his mouth, flooding his senses with her taste and smell.

He surged up over her, careless of Kellis partially pinned beneath them both, ignoring the pain as her hands tore free of his hair. His cock fit between her thighs and slipped through her juices to find its way home. Thorn used all his self control to slow his thrusts and give her time to adjust no matter how he longed to fuck her clear through his brother and into the mattress. But his love was stronger than his lust and he took her slowly if fully, moving his hands to the silk of her back to hold her close while Kellis somehow scrambled from beneath them.

“Agapi mou.” He ground the endearment out as he struggled to maintain control, riding the residual clenching of her sheath as she came down from her release. Her hands crept up to rest on his shoulders and her thighs enclosed him sweetly. Thorn poured himself into her, both his heart and his seed, wishing he could say it, hoping she felt it.

Dropping his weight to her side, his replete cock pulled free but remained cradled in the cleft of her sex as he cuddled her to him. Kissing her forehead, he wished he could take her sweet mouth. That impulsive taste the first time he took her teased his memory. But he had to wait.

Adara rested against him, heart slowing as her breaths became regular and deeper. Kellis scooted to spoon against her back, and she stiffened.

“It’s fine, my love. I just needed to share in your comfort. I won’t ask more of you this morning.”

Her body lost the tension and Thorn recognized her response for what it signified—no matter how Kellis had imposed his will on her last night she trusted his promise this morning. Thorn only hoped she would come to view him in the same light.

****

Compressed between two superheated and muscular bodies, Adara blearily regrouped. Her girl parts were never going to be the same and her brain just wouldn’t function—she could focus on pleasure but other things were becoming blurred. They were giving her short periods of time to think—but only about their lessons. They had clarified things further, taking her to erotic places she hadn’t believed possible following her response.

The previous night had been about pure sensation and pleasure. It broke her down further—on their terms. She’d loved and hated it. Never believing she could be such a sexual creature she now feared she’d continuously crave it, but past her animalistic response she needed the intimacy. Last night stripped her raw, the intense sexuality totally overwhelming but without the loving and reassuring component—intimacy. Aside from last night the twins weren’t skimpy with that, and Thorn too expressed himself, although he was more of a show than tell kind of guy—hell, Kellis and Orion insisted they loved her. Thorn probably didn’t feel so deeply, but he cared. She could sense it when he wasn’t being the boss of her and grudgingly accepted he bossed her because he cared.

Her worry about returning home a different person, unable to find satisfaction away from them, was now pervasive. Was that love? Had she fallen for them? All of them? Was her stupid jealousy over Ronnie and all the other women before her an indicator that she was in love with them? She might have written it off to the mind-blowing sex, but sex wasn’t enough, witness her reaction to pure sensation just a few hours ago. Another lesson learned. They must think her a total dullard when she prided herself on being a quick study. It was just adapting to their lifestyle and their expectations was so contrary to what she wanted…

Bullshit, Adara. Sammy explained this to you and you knew of the lifestyle by dint of his friendship. And you studied up on this—you knew what to expect—don’t minimize your intelligence. You pushed back to test their resolve and to see if they were being honest with you about their commitment. They never misled you about wanting you forever right from the beginning. You just didn’t think enough of yourself to believe them, always knowing you were less than others. You turned to the business to fulfill yourself because you had nothing else. You were just marking time.

Was that
her
in her head? Scrambling to crouch between Thorn and Kellis, she clutched her temples.
The truth will set you free.
Holy shit. Was that a quote?

“Little one! Adara!” Thorn grasped her shoulders and gave her a tiny shake.

She ducked into his arms, feeling them swoop around her to squeeze tight. Epiphanies were a bugger no matter who expressed them, and she suspected other inexplicable things were at work again. In her head.

“My love, what happened?” Kellis pulled her hair away from her face, kneeling to peer down at her.

What was she supposed to say? That she was hearing voices? Probably she could tell them exactly that—this planet was possessed. “I just got lectured again, only this time while I was wide awake.”