Freed (5 page)

And now, bed with her men. She knew just exactly what she wanted tonight, too. Both of them inside her, pounding away, together. Nothing made her feel quite so cherished as being taken by them both together. Holding them both in her arms at the same time, kissing and hugging them both, and being skin to skin as a threesome. For Aurelia, nothing was better than that, although almost everything they did together was very good.

Carefully, she took off the red gown and hung it back in its plastic zippered container. By the time she was done, she noticed that both the men were naked, sitting on the bed surrounded by lube and condoms.

“Are you sure we’re going to need that many rubbers? It’s just the three of us tonight, isn’t it, not a football team?” she teased.

Niall made a rumbling noise of disapproval, but Mas laughed.

“We’ve spent the entire afternoon and evening wanting you right here, in our bed. Once will not be enough,” Mas said.

“Good. I wouldn’t mind several orgasms. I bet Ormonde will have more than one tonight.”

“After we’ve fucked you a couple of times, you can text her and check the score if you like. Niall and I are up for a competition,” said Mas, tugging on his cock. A cock that looked up for just about anything right now.

“I’m pretty sure even Ormonde will have her cell phone switched off tonight.” Niall laughed.

Aurelia climbed onto the bed and wiggled up between the men. They were so handsome, both of them. Quite different, but just perfect for her. Mas the thinker and Niall the man of action. She loved them both so much it hurt.

Aurelia leaned over and licked the tiny tattoo on Niall’s pecs. The samurai sword was very small, but every detail was inked clearly, and it moved with his chest as he breathed.

She turned her head to watch Mas as she licked the outline of the picture again. Mas’s huge, blue eyes were on her face, not watching what she was doing, but watching her.

That was the biggest turn-on ever. To know that she was the total focus of a man’s attention. Her cunt creamed so much she felt the dampness on her inner thighs. Her breasts were heavy and aching, the nipples demanding to be licked, sucked, touched. She wanted a hand on her clit, a mouth on her pussy, fingers in her ass. She wanted everything right now.

She rolled away from both men and flipped herself onto her front. “I want you both right now,” she said then laid her head on her folded forearms, facing the center of the room so she could still have an idea of what was happening with the men.

Where in the past, the men had often discussed who would go first, who would touch her breasts or take her in the ass, recently Aurelia had noticed they seemed to have come to some kind of understanding, where they just worked together in cooperation, as if they understood each other without talking.

That was how it was now, with Niall sliding to the foot of the bed with the lube and starting to play with her ass. He always licked and sucked her butt cheeks as if they turned him on. Aurelia had, at first, found that strange, but now she loved the men’s taut, muscled asses, and thought she’d gained some idea of what Niall loved about her butt.

Mas was playing a different game today though. He’d grabbed some body lotion from the nightstand, and, taking one of her hands from under her head, he began putting tiny dabs of moisturizer on each finger and massaging that finger, slowly and sensually, before moving on to the next one.

By the time he’d finished her hand, she was so aroused from Niall’s fingers in her ass, combined with Mas making love to her hand, that she was almost ready to come.

“Ye gods, you two are a hot combination,” she muttered.

“Good to know. You’re pretty hot yourself,” replied Mas, kissing her nose.

Mas lay on his back and tugged her onto his body.

Sitting across his hips, she picked up one of the condoms from the bed and rolled it down his cock. Just as he’d kissed her nose, she kissed the head of his cock once it was securely sheathed. Then she held it at her entry and pushed it inside, sliding down over his cockhead, loving the way it stretched her open, pushing her walls wider then letting them close around the shaft, hugging it tight.

When Mas was as deep in her as he could go, she lay flat on his body and reached back to spread her ass cheeks for Niall.

Niall moved very slowly, pushing his cockhead at her tight ring of muscles, waiting for them to open before pushing some more to enter her. Again, he waited as the passage stretched around him. He filled her and spread her just as Mas had done, and once again, her tissues opened to accommodate him then closed around his shaft, holding it firmly in her dark channel.

Mas reached up and grabbed Niall’s shoulders, locking her between them. Niall placed his hands on the bed hard against Mas’s shoulders, maintaining the three-way skin contact.

Then they began to move in and out in perfect unison, both pulling almost all the way out, then both pushing in, slow yet strong. Very gradually, they increased the speed and the intensity, until Aurelia was quivering from head to toe, every nerve ending screaming for release, her blood pounding through her body, heat flooding from her.

She felt as if her entire insides were a spring wound so tightly it would break. It had to crack. The tension was too much. The men were amazing the way they aroused her, the response they brought out from her. Never had she experienced such powerful orgasms. Never had anyone fulfilled and inspired her as these two did.

Then the climax exploded through her, blasting from her ass and cunt simultaneously, firing up her spine, and out through her arms, her legs, her head. Aurelia’s entire body shook so hard she thought her bones might break. An involuntary scream launched itself from her throat, and she felt the heat in her pussy and her butt as Mas and Niall joined her in their releases, too, their cum filling the condoms.

“I love you both so much,” she said hoarsely.

“We love you, too,” said Mas.

“That’s true. We both do,” added Niall.

* * * *

Niall would have liked to lie in bed watching Aurelia sleep until he, too, fell asleep, but he knew Mas wanted to talk to him, and he guessed it was about Peter Blake, as well as their ongoing project of tracing the call center management.

He was expecting that soon Mas would have isolated some leads through the paper trail, and it would be his turn to follow them in real life. They’d worked together occasionally in the past, always to both their advantages. But it was their work to help free Aurelia that had truly brought them together. It had also made them both understand how well their talents meshed with each other, enabling them to take on more difficult—and therefore more lucrative—joint projects neither could have attempted alone.

Years of military training meant that Niall slid out of the bed without making any noise. He grabbed a clean T-shirt and his jeans and stepped silently into the living room. Mas was fairly quiet, certainly Niall expected he wouldn’t have disturbed Aurelia, and soon padded into the room after him, zipping his jeans up as he walked.

Niall flipped the switch to turn a lamp on, instead of the bright overhead light, and they sat side by side on the couch, turned to face each other. He raised an eyebrow and waited for Mas to speak.

“I don’t like Peter Blake. I don’t trust him. He makes the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. If you can keep Aurelia occupied tomorrow so I can have a couple of clear hours online, I should be able to check him out pretty thoroughly.”

“Blake set off all my alarms, too. Likely I should take Aurelia down to the gym and make her practice her self-defense moves some more. She’s fit for a woman, and damn smart, but nothing beats hours of training to build instinctive and correct responses to danger.”

“Excellent idea.”

“There’s more on your mind than that though, isn’t there, Mas.”

“Yup. In some ways I’m actually enjoying the challenge of tracking down those demons who enslaved the call center workers. It’s not often I come up against people who are light-years ahead of the ordinary in their methods, and I need that. I need to keep learning, and growing, and being made to think outside the box to follow their business dealings.”

“But?”

“It’s worrying me that I’m taking so long. I have the sense that something will happen soon, and I may not be close enough to stop them.”

“What about all the equipment that was taken out of the barn? Aurelia talked about that just the other day. Has there been any word about that from the police, or the Feds, or FBI, or whoever?”

“No. Not a single word. So that makes me think they haven’t cracked the information in the computers. If they had, there’d be some news going down somewhere, like actions on various agency websites. Something. Instead, there’s no word of anything anywhere.”

Niall thought for a few moments. “Do you have leads to follow, or are you stuck?”

“It’s like following a snail’s trail through the garden. One tiny line that disappears under leaves or grass here, but I keep looking and find it comes out over there. It’s very, very slow, but I’m moving steadily forward. I’m just worried I’m not moving fast enough to stop whatever might happen.”

“In that case, we have to find you more hours to work on it. Have you got other jobs I could help you with, or is it all highly technical stuff?”

Mas frowned then shrugged. “One of my projects is finished. I just need to translate some pages of data into pie charts and bar graphs. It’s only a few hours work, but I’d wondered about getting Aurelia to do it. At least it’d give me a couple more hours to work on our case, and it doesn’t really matter too much if it takes her a little while to understand my way of doing things. It could even help her for when she gets a job again.”

“If we do all that tomorrow, surely it will help. After that, we can start talking about planning our own commitment ceremony. I want Aurelia to be known as ours, not on the market for any man to look at.” Niall heard the harsh undertone in his voice and took a deep breath, but Mas didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he was nodding.

“I agree. We need to ask her first though, but I know she’ll say yes. She’s already said she loves us.”

“I thought perhaps we could each get a nipple pierced. It would be like a private thing only we know but a symbol all of us share of our commitment to each other,” said Niall.

Mas was silent for a long time, and Niall wondered if he was going to veto the idea. But then Mas smiled and nodded. “Yes. I’d never thought of anything like that. But yes. It would secret, special, just between the three of us. I hope Aurelia likes that plan.”

“God, so do I.”

They sat companionably in silence for a while then traded a few more ideas for a commitment ceremony and for tracking the call center demons, before returning to the bedroom and cuddling close to Aurelia, one on each side of her.

Niall stretched his arm over Aurelia to rest on Mas’s thick, muscular shoulder. They were a team, a threesome, a unit, indivisible. Together they’d overcome all the problems facing them. They’d reveal who the evil power was behind the call center scam, they’d expose any wrongdoing by Peter Blake, they’d help Aurelia build her career as an event organizer, and they’d form a committed ménage to love and protect Aurelia forever.

* * * *

Aurelia guessed the men had been planning something the next morning. After their usual leisurely Sunday breakfast, and a second shower after they got sidetracked into kitchen counter sex, Niall hurried her off down to the gym he used to practice her self-defense techniques. Whereas normally, Mas most likely would have wanted to come with them, he was already shut in their tiny office, deeply concentrating on some project.

Well, if Mas needed silence, that was fine by her. She enjoyed working out at Niall’s gym, the equipment was much better than at the one she usually went to, and he’d taught her some neat tricks already. She was happy to learn a few more.

The next hour stretched her physically and mentally as she worked to avoid Niall’s punishing blows and sneaky attempts to take her down. But the best moment was when she tripped him and he crashed to the floor at her feet. She’d never achieved that before!

After yet another shower, she settled down in front of Mas’s old laptop with a huge pile of data and the templates for the various graphs he wanted her to make from the figures. Now this was interesting. Aurelia loved making boring information into pretty pie charts and colorful graphs. It took longer than she’d expected to get it all neat, but when it was finished, she changed the base colors of his graphs and the charts really did look excellent. Likely she could even add this to her résumé. The résumé that never seemed to get her a job. Although Mr. Blake had been interested in hiring her. And she did have a Sweet Sixteen party to plan. Now that really would be fun!

The next week rushed by. Aurelia met up with the family for the Sweet Sixteenth. As long as everything was pink, the birthday girl was happy. The father wanted assurance there’d be no gate-crashers, so Aurelia promised him a few ex-marines as security guards, hoping Niall had some friends available to work that night.

The seniors’ party was also booked. Aurelia managed to find a group of middle-aged choristers who sang and played music from old movies popular during the Second World War years, and the man requesting the party was certain that would be appreciated. Aurelia’s suggestion to throw away the nutritional rules for this one afternoon and feed the seniors all their favorite foods was also well accepted. The retirement village management even agreed to some brandy in the coffee, so Aurelia was certain everyone would be pleased about that.