Loribelle Hunt - Once Bitten

“Come on, baby,” he said softly. “Live a little. I promise no one will push you farther than you can handle.”

It was an impossible offer to refuse, and meeting his gaze, she put her hand in his and let him pull her to her feet while ignoring another moment of misgiving when she looked into his eyes. He said he wouldn't push her more than she could take, but one look in his eyes and she knew he lied. He didn't have any intention of letting her hold anything back. He wanted her complete submission.

The idea excited her more than it should. She should be worried about her heart surviving another desertion, but she'd decided to go through with this. It was her last chance to be with Caleb, and it was damned sure her only shot at experiencing a threesome.

No one spoke as he led her down the hall, but he stopped her at the door. Behind him she could see a huge bed covered in a thick, rich-looking comforter. Her heart raced.

“Liza?”

She looked up at him, but didn't say a word. She didn't trust her voice, especially when he lifted both hands to cup her face. He looked too serious. This was just supposed to be a final fling.

“Leave everything at the door, baby. The past. Your mission.” His thumbs stroked over her cheekbones, and she couldn't believe how good it felt, the fluttering in her belly. “Your need for control stays out here too.”

She'd been expecting that, but it was still hard to agree. She never would have dreamed of it with anyone else, but as angry as she sensed he still was with her, she knew he'd never hurt her. She nodded her acquiescence, and dropping his hands to his sides, he stepped aside to let her enter. She thought she understood why. He wanted her surrender, but he wanted it willingly.

Wholeheartedly.

She walked straight to the bed, sat down, and bent to unlace her boots before she could chicken out. When they were removed, both men crowded her. Big, strong, reeking of pheromones even she could smell in the quiet room. She squashed a burst of fear. Caleb wouldn't allow her to be hurt. Overwhelmed maybe, but there was a line he wouldn't allow crossed.

He smiled at her, a smile filled with male satisfaction and triumph, bending to brush her lips with his. “So you do trust me.”

“You were the one who never trusted me, Caleb,” she whispered, amazed at the breathy response. Only Caleb could bring that softness out of her. Only Caleb made her feel more like a woman than a soldier. Irritation crossed his face.

“No past in here, remember?”

She nodded. He was right. She didn't want to taint this night with anything that had come before. She had every intention of enjoying herself.

She leaned back, propping on her elbows, and smiled, pleased when she saw by his expression she'd achieved the sultry look she was going for.

“So what next, oh lord and master,” she teased, thrilled with his grinning response. God, she'd missed him. He must have realized, as she did, there was no way they were keeping the past out of this room. He set his knees outside hers on the bed, leaning over her and laughing.

“You have never shown the proper respect.”

She shrugged one shoulder. “You'd be bored if I did.”

“Mmm.” He bent his head to nuzzle her neck. “Probably.” She dug her hands into his hair and bowed her body, trying to press against him. She wanted all that hard male heat against her. Skin to skin. She let go of his head and grabbed the bottom edge of his shirt, tugging until he sat up long enough to toss it aside. Then he went to work on hers. The sweater was gone in seconds, followed by her bra. He stared at her breasts a moment before diving in, sucking her nipple into his mouth hard enough to make her cry out at the pleasure.

She wasn't sure she'd survive it and in desperation looked around the room for something to focus on. Her gaze landed on Zach. He'd stripped down and stood at the end of the bed watching them, an avaricious look on his face as his hand pumped his cock. Her mouth watered and she licked her lips as a drop of precum pearled on its head. He smiled.

“Do I get to join in the fun?”

Caleb released her nipple after one last hard pull and turned to look at his friend. She brushed the hair out of his eyes, a little unnerved at what she saw there. Something dark and dangerous. Feral and possessive. Zach just waited patiently, waiting for Caleb's decision, obviously ready to accept whatever it was, and eventually Caleb nodded.

He stood and removed his clothes while Zach climbed onto the bed next to her and lay on his back. His hand went right back to his cock and she couldn't help following the motion with her gaze. Caleb's bare chest brushed up behind her, and he reached around to cup her breasts. His fingers flicked over her nipples and returned to squeeze when she moaned and rocked into his hands. Still, she couldn't remove her eyes from Zach and his big hand wrapped around his bigger cock. Who knew a man pleasuring himself would be such a turn-on?

“Do you want to taste him?” Caleb whispered against her ear as one of his hands abandoned her breast and slid down her body, through the curls covering her sex to dip inside her. Groaning, she moved against him, trying to force his finger deeper while nodding. “Yes? You want a taste?”

He pushed a second finger inside her. “Answer me, Liza.”

“Yes.” Both fingers thrust together. Hard. Deep. “Yes!” And then his hand was gone. She wanted to weep at the loss. “Then do it, baby.” She looked at the man waiting for her. Was she really doing this? Could she with Caleb sitting there watching?

“Think of the pleasure,” he said softly coaxed. “I want to see you take him in your mouth.” Startled, she met Caleb's gaze, surprised to see he was telling the truth. She shifted to move between Zach's legs, but Caleb stopped her, situated her so that her legs straddled Zach's shoulders, her pussy hovered just over his mouth. Then he moved to the other end so he could see her face, and she got it. He wanted to watch her come, wanted to watch her pleasure his lover.

Wrapping one hand around Zach's cock, she slowly lowered her mouth to the head, holding Caleb's eyes as she did. When she licked the weeping slit, Zach gripped her hips and pulled her pussy closer to his mouth, blowing a hot breath over her. Even expecting it, she was so surprised at the almost contact she froze.

“Shh,” Caleb said while moving to her side. He lifted her hair to nuzzle her neck while one hand found a hard aching nipple. “Relax and enjoy it, baby. Take what we give you.” The last was said so commandingly that she gave in and let herself just feel.

“That's it. Now suck his cock.”

She liked the way Zach tasted. Masculine and salty and wild. She pulled the head of his cock into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it like a lollipop before releasing him to explore his shaft. Licking up one side and down another, she found every swollen vein, every tiny ridge and pleasure point. It wasn't until he moaned, driving into her hand, that she took him back into her mouth. When she did, he pulled her pussy to his mouth, his tongue pushing inside her. Her eyes slid closed.

“No. Eyes on me, baby,” Caleb ordered. “Don't come until you have permission.” Gods, was he serious? Of course he was. His eyes were dark and demanding, skin drawn tight over his face. How could she have forgotten this part? He'd demanded submission and she'd given it. Willingly. With abandon.

Zach withdrew his tongue from her pussy and flicked it over her clit, which made sensation shoot through her body. She froze, muscles locking as she struggled not to come, struggled to keep her eyes open and on Caleb. Her whimper was muffled by the cock in her mouth.

“Very nice, baby.” There was approval in his voice.