Fighting for Julia [Panther Cove 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (5 page)

Breck whistled then spun her around. “Look at this, bro.”

Daven’s eyes widened. “Holy shit but you’re hot.” He reached down and adjusted his crotch. Wait until they saw the crotchless panties.

“Need help?” She shot a glance to his hand in case he didn’t know what she wanted.

He grinned. “As a matter of fact I do.”

So they weren’t into being Doms as she’d first thought. Not that she had a problem with getting on her knees and having them tie her hands behind her back and maybe even blindfolding her, but it would be nice to watch them squirm when she sucked their cocks and grabbed their balls.

“Mind if I see what you’re offering?”

Breck unhooked her bra and the material popped forward. Her thoughts raced to what his expert fingers could do to her nipples. She inhaled to gain some semblance of control and caught a whiff of her own arousal through her jeans. This was bad.

Daven grinned, as if he, too, knew what effect all this touching was having on her body. “Help yourself.” He edged closer.

Her fingers failed to cooperate as she tried to undo the top button of his jeans. She expected him to give aid, but he stood there with his arms crossed as if he was enjoying her struggle. Finally the damned thing gave way, and his chest deflated. It must have felt like she’d twisted the valve on a steaming teapot and the pressure released.

Now came the good part. With both hands on the either side of his fly, she tugged hard, and as she’d hoped, all the buttons popped open. Just as she opened her mouth to exclaim her appreciation for the view, Breck pinched her nipples. The sharp prick of need raced straight to her pussy.

This teasing might sound good in theory, but in practicality it sucked, no pun intended. She had to have one of their cocks inside her soon or she’d be climaxing all by herself. With considerable force, she tugged his jeans over his ass.

“You need to take off your shoes.”

“It’s your show.”

Damn him. Even though she loved how Breck was masterfully manipulating her nipples, twisting and tugging on them, she wanted to get Daven’s shoes off so she could suck on his cock. Fortunately, Breck released her nipples as she dropped to her knees.

Daven smiled. “Now this is where a woman belongs.”

Had his eyes not twinkled, she might have grabbed his crotch and given him a good yank. “Remember, I’ll be the one with my lips around your cock.”

He leaned his head back and laughed. “I love a woman who can dish it back.”

“Stay around long enough, and I’ll serve you dinner.”

It seemed to take a moment before he caught on. “I’m hoping to serve you a quick meal soon if you’d get my boots off.”

He could have helped, but he seemed content to let her untie the laces. She held on to the heel. “Lift up.”

His shoe released quickly. As soon as she got the other one off, she decided the socks had to go. She reached up and tugged on his pants. Breck must not have liked her being out of reach, because the next thing she knew, he’d dropped to his knees behind her.

“I didn’t get to play with these enough.” His fingers found her already swollen nipples. He rubbed the tips as he dragged his tongue along the shell of her ear, and sweet pleasure rippled through her.

“Bro. Stop distracting her. She promised me first.”

She laughed. Clearly the men enjoyed pretending to battle for her affection. With Daven’s pants around his ankles, she tapped his leg. “Step out of these.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Darn
. She should have taken off his shirt, because if she had, once she dragged down his briefs, he’d be gloriously naked. She debated standing but decided she wanted to view her present first.

To tease him, she pressed her face against his briefs and inhaled.

He grabbed her hair. “What are you waiting for?” The cheer in Daven’s voice had suddenly disappeared as if he truly was hanging on by a thread.

“I don’t know.” She rotated her mouth so that she could grab his cock with her lips. Too bad the material would blunt the gentle assault. “Mmm.” She gnawed at him.

He must have telepathed something to Breck because she was on her feet in a second. Daven slipped his briefs off and shucked his shirt in two seconds flat. “Now suck on my cock. Please.”

Breck backpedaled her to the side of the bed and had her sit. He climbed behind her while Daven stood in front of her with one foot on the bed next to her.

She wasn’t going to give in so quickly. “Do you want it slow or fast?”

“It doesn’t matter as long as you put your mouth on my cock and suck it.”

Maybe it was foolish of her to be tempting fate, but she dragged a finger up his length, loving how the pre-cum oozed out of the top. Breck must have decided that he needed to tease her as much as she was teasing his brother, because he lightly brushed her nipples. She wanted it harder and faster, but knew if she asked, he wouldn’t grant her wish. To test her hypothesis, she leaned over and ran her tongue along Daven’s length from his balls to the tip. That garnered her a light pinch. Perhaps if she drew him lightly into her mouth, she might get Breck to twist and tug on her nipples like he had before.

She loved the texture and size of Daven’s cock. Opening her mouth wide, she eased down on him. His gasp encouraged her to grab the base with one hand while she palmed his tight balls with the other. Breck responded like she’d hoped by applying a lot more pressure to her nipples. When she bobbed her head up and down, he tightened his hold on the tips. If he kept this up, she believed she might climax right there.

After a few more pumps, Daven cupped her cheeks and lifted her head. “That’s enough.”

She pretended like she had no idea what he was talking about, but the strong oozing of his pre-cum gave her a good notion of how affected he was. “You sure?”

“If my cock gets anywhere near your wicked mouth, he’ll blow.”

She twisted around to Breck. “You want to have a go?”

“Hell, no. I’m the weak brother. If Daven cries off, I’d be useless.”

She appreciated that he didn’t try to pretend that he had amazing stamina. Before she asked what they wanted her to do, Daven lifted her feet on to the bed.

“We need to get you naked.”

Her hands flew to her jeans and she gave one tug. Two sets of hands stopped her. “We can take over, babe.”

While Breck removed her shoes, Daven slipped down her jeans. Except for her panties, she was naked.

Breck dropped back on his haunches, pressed open her legs and whistled. “Who were planning on seducing?”

“No one.”

Breck shook his head. “I’m thinking you came to Panther Cove to see us. You just used the excuse that it was your mom’s birthday.”

“It is my mom’s birthday.”

He cocked a brow. “You always go around ready for action?”

She didn’t like where this was headed. “These are new. I just felt like wearing them.” Breck’s lips pressed together. “Okay. I’ll tell you. I haven’t have sex in over a year. Okay? I like to feel feminine, that’s all.”

Both men were then all grins. “Works for me, babe. I say we tie up this wild one and start feasting.”

All this talk about sex had heated her up to the point where a few swipes of a tongue would catapult her over the proverbial climactic cliff. “I thought you were going to spank me first.”

“The girl is asking for it, Daven, but if she wants a red ass, who are we to stop her?”

In a flash she was over Breck’s lap. Daven eased open her legs. “How can we tell how red she is if she’s wearing those panties?”

“Good point. Go ahead and take them off.”

Instead of slipping them over her hips, he nabbed the back with his teeth and eased it over her ass. “My, my, but you have a beautiful ass. Have you ever had a big cock back there?”

She wasn’t sure if they’d be disappointed if she told them the truth, but if she didn’t she might be in for an unwanted surprise. “No.”

“Hot dog. I’m going to so love stretching you out.”

Though their comments were a little crass, she loved when they talked dirty. This time, Daven used his hands to take off her panties. She heard rather than saw him inhale. Daven rubbed her ass as if he was polishing a shrine.

“You are so beautiful, kitten.”

She wiggled her ass. The first slap was light and was followed by more stroking and eventually some well-placed kisses.

From the angle she could tell Daven had delivered the blow. “Breck, I thought you wanted to spank me.”

“Oh, babe, I do. I’m just waiting for Daven to get into position.”

She tried to turn her head but was stopped by Breck. Damned panthers. He always knew her next move. Sometimes life wasn’t fair. The bed depressed, and she could tell that Daven was getting on his stomach. The thought of having his tongue on her pussy made her cream even more. Daven widened her legs and just as he swiped a tongue across her wet slit, Breck delivered a spank so hard that it tore the breath right out of her lungs.

A wave of bliss from her pussy met headlong with the ecstasy that rolled off her ass and down to her cunt. “Oh, God.”

Breck rubbed her rear. “I think she liked that.”

“I did.”

Daven reached up and pinched her rear. “Nice and pink, but she’s not quite done.”

“You’re right,” Breck said. “She’s full of sass and we need to train her right.”

Had she not been facedown she might have hauled off and smacked him, not that her hand would ever have reached his body.

“A couple more, you think?” Daven asked.

“I’ll do it.”

She tightened her butt in anticipation of the smack, but when Breck delivered the blow, it stung worse than before. Tears welled in her eyes, but the afterglow more than made up for it.

“Think she’s ready to be packed full of cock?”

She lifted her head. “Yes, please.”

Breck laughed. “I like my woman eager.” He flipped her over and grinned. “Here’s my dilemma. I don’t know where to begin. I want to suck on those luscious tits, but I also have to taste her sweet honey or I’ll just die.”

She schooled her features, forcing herself not to laugh at their antics. Serious sex never was as much fun as playful sex, until they were in the throes of passion. So that they didn’t expect too much from her she decided to tell them the truth. “I’ve never made love with two men at the same time before.”

The expected horror never came. Brock surprised her by smiling. “I’m glad. Daven and I will break you in real easy. Now you just relax and let us pleasure you.”

“Are you sure you work security?”

His brows knitted together. “Why?”

She shrugged. “All the men I’ve come in contact with who work up here want to get their rocks off first.”

Concern filled his eyes as his shoulders tensed. “That’s not the way we work. We want mutual satisfaction.”

She liked that. “Okay.”

Breck nodded to Daven. “How about we switch places before I burst.”

Daven shot him an exaggerated frown. “I’m not done feasting on her sweet pussy.”

This time she gave up on being solemn and cracked up. “I think it’s only fair to give Breck a try to make me climax.”

“Wait until I fuck your pussy. I promise that you’ll climax more times than you can count.”

She gave him her sweetest smile. “Promises, promises.”

Breck and Daven switched positions. As soon as Daven positioned himself by her tits, he stroked her cheek with his thumb while he nibbled on her ear. As much as she loved the erotic swirls coursing through her, her tits ached to be sucked and touched. Begging, however, wasn’t her style, at least not yet.

Breck wasn’t any kinder. He may have slipped between her thighs, but he didn’t lick her. Instead, he rubbed tiny circles on her inner thigh and acted as though the soft flesh leading up to her pussy was the finest feast.

“I have to say, babe, that I love that you’re waxed clean. I can nip and lick you better than way.”

“Show me.”

Gently he opened her pussy lips and blew on her wet opening, causing her back to arch.

“No moving.”

“Why?”

“Because I asked.”

He was being totally unreasonable, but she’d be damned if he broke her. “Fine.” She’d show him what kind of resolve she had. Breck held open her lower lips and ever so lightly licked around her opening, making sure never to touch her clit.

She wanted to wiggle and buck worse than anything but didn’t. “Can you go a little higher?” she asked as sweetly as she could. That was probably stupid to ask him because he’d do the opposite.

“You mean like this?” In one strong suck, he grabbed on to her clit and drew it into his mouth. Whorls of electric shocks drove straight through her. No one could have remained still under such stimulation. She squeezed tight her ass cheeks and sucked in a breath.

He had the audacity to laugh. “You are so sensitive.”

“If you let me suck on your cock, I’ll show you sensitive.”