Jan Springer: In Her Bed

No, he would never leave her again. She knew that now. He’d gone away and he’d come back. And she wanted this.

Confidence pushed away her wariness. It felt good. She felt good. This was right. This is what she wanted.

Durango tugged and she managed to get up out of the water and stand in the tub on her trembling legs. Cold air breathed against her wet flesh, but the coldness only heightened her arousal. Water dripped off her shivering body, and she whimpered as he strapped the cuffs securely around each wrist. Then he lifted her arms way up over her head, and she watched helplessly as he hooked the restraints above.

She was trapped. At his mercy again. At their mercy again. She felt overheated with the excitement. Burning with the anticipation of being taken. Of being sandwiched between two hard, muscular bodies.

As Durango held her gaze, she heard the rustling of clothing being removed. Heard the slurp of lube. Oh God.

Durango was breathing hard as he drew away and allowed the other two men, totally naked now and both wearing condoms, to step into the tub with her. Tyrell in front. Landon in back.

She could feel their body heat coming at her from both sides. Waves of sensual heat wrapped around her, chasing away the chill. She could smell Tyrell. Sexy. Strong. Spicy. And Landon’s scent. Pine, soap, and fresh air.

A strong pair of hands settled over the curves of her hips. Landon.

Corded muscles bunched in Tyrell’s biceps as his hot hands slipped against her waist, holding her steady.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever come across, Elizabeth,” Tyrell whispered. She knew he was lying. He had to be. But she liked his compliments.

“So sexy. I enjoyed watching what happened between you and Durango and Landon in the kitchen.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. He’d seen them having sex. Heat cascaded through her, and her cheeks flushed. Great, now her cheeks were getting red, she just knew it.

He grinned, obviously enjoying her embarrassment. He licked his lower lip. Her gaze dropped to his tongue. He had a nice tongue. Red and perfect.

Behind her, Landon nuzzled against the curve of her neck and shoulder, his bristles erotically scratching her sensitive flesh.

“You don’t even realize how sensual you are, do you, Brandy?” Landon murmured, and her body tingled as he lapped his tongue along her neck. “I like that about you. Being modest makes you even more beautiful.”

She moaned as his large cockhead pressed between her butt cheeks and against her sphincter.

“Shh, you’ll love this, sweetness. I promise.” Tyrell bent his head, his mouth capturing hers in a firm, demanding kiss. She liked the taste of him. Dark and sensual, like coffee after a hot night of sex.

Automatically she widened her legs, catching her balance.

His mouth moved over hers confidently, his tongue pushing past the last remnants of her resistance. He lashed his tongue against hers. The connection was blistering. So intense, it snapped all her nerve endings on fire. His steel-hard cockhead rubbed firmly against her sensitive clit, sparking all kinds of wicked sensations. Her pussy clenched. Her ass throbbed with anticipation. Gosh, this felt so wonderful.

Liz shuddered, cried out as the pressure built in her ass and Landon slipped in with his generously lubed cock. Slid in easily, slowly, stretching her until she gasped into Tyrell’s mouth at the immense invasion burrowing into her behind.

Tyrell’s hands slipped off her waist and started roaming her body.

Landon pulled free, and without warning, Tyrell thrust into her vagina. Hot and heavy and so thick, his fiery shaft pistoned boldly into her, making her moan at the intensity of his size and quickness of his penetration.

Writhing now, she was sandwiched between their hard bodies. Coils of arousal uncurled quickly now, building and wrapping around her, making her gyrate her hips and buck against them.

“That’s it, Brandy. Let’s show Durango how you love being fucked by two men,” Landon whispered against her neck, then kissed her there. Just the mention of Durango, the thought of him watching and enjoying his fantasy at her being fucked by two men, made her even more keyed up.

“Durango said you also like it rough. So do we,” Tyrell whispered against her mouth, after breaking the intense kisses.

Tyrell withdrew his engorged shaft, and Landon’s hip surged against hers as he thrust into her ass again. Immediately, the two picked up an intense rhythm, burying themselves inside her. Fire burned through her, and within moments she came apart.

She exploded on a cry, her body twisting against the restraints that held her captive. Her hips bucking between the two men as they entered her over and over again. Sensations rocked her. Tore through her like a tornado, and she went with it, her mind snapping, her body convulsing and accepting them into her being. Into her soul. Into her heart.

Perfect, something in the back of her mind whispered. Liz smiled. Yes, they were a perfect fit. And they were her home.

Tyrell grinned against Elizabeth’s mouth as he felt her come apart in his arms. Her body shivered and convulsed against him under the onslaught of her orgasm. She cried softly, erotically, the sexy sounds making him jerk his hips harder against her, every thrust harder and deeper, until the pleasure gripped his balls full force, lashed his cock, and ripped through him with fierce intensity.

The power of the impending climax just about had him dropping to his knees, but he held tight to her hips and continued holding the rhythm with Landon, waiting for him to come first. But Landon kept pistoning, obviously trying for a second orgasm for her. Hell, he could do that. He thrust harder, loving the way she gave back as much as he pushed at her.

Between them, she was panting. Her entire body trembled. Her cunt clenched around his shaft, holding his cock with a tremendous grip that her pussy was pretty much locking onto his shaft.

He tried to hold back the tidal wave of oncoming pleasure, but he just couldn’t. He let go of his self-control and thrust harder.

Once. Twice. And then he exploded on a strangled shout as her viselike muscles clamped so hard, he couldn’t stop himself from spilling.

He cried out her name at the same time as something really nice swelled inside his heart for her. He rocked with her, realizing he couldn’t stop whispering her name.

“Elizabeth. Elizabeth.” Such a pretty name. Such a beautiful woman.

Yeah, he was going to enjoy hanging out here with Durango and Landon. Building a business. A safe haven for them. Best of all, building a warm, loving home for Elizabeth.

Landon had been waiting for Tyrell to climax. When he hadn’t, Landon had been barely able to keep up his hard thrusts, he’d been so desperate to come.

Liz was perfect. Her tight muscles just about had him coming from the first moment he’d slid into her. But he was an unselfish gentleman when it came to women. Had always waited until his companion came before he joined her. He would extend that consideration to a second or a third, whatever the case would be. That’s just the way he was.

Thankfully, Tyrell finally came. Landon knew it in the last few frantic thrusts against Liz. Heard it in Tyrell’s increased pants and then the tormented way he began whispering her name as if it were a love chant.

Landon smiled, felt his heart crash open in gratitude to Durango and Liz for allowing him to be here with them. He finally had a place to call home, and her name was Brandy. He nuzzled his mouth against her warm neck, held tight to her waist, pulled out of her and plunged back into her succulent ass. Once. Twice. He bucked. Pleasure slammed through his cock and balls. Three times.