Gale, Avery - Rissa's Recovery [The Shadowdance Club 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (10 page)

They worked together seamlessly to lead her to a place of pure pleasure; feeling their hands smooth over her skin lit up every nerve ending, it felt like electricity was arcing along the surface and then tunneling directly to her breasts, clit, and pussy. For just a moment she wondered how it was possible that a tongue tracing along the arch of her foot could send pulses of need to her nipples. She tried to track their movements and figure out who was where next to her because she wanted to make sure to give them equal time.

Bryant saw Mitch lift his face from Rissa and tilt it to the side as he often did when he was working to hear the thoughts of the person near him, that was one of his friend’s very few tells. Mitch smiled and left the bed briefly to retrieve a silk blindfold from the lingerie chest at the other side of the room. “Baby, you are spending too much energy trying to keep score. It isn’t your job to make sure you treat us equally, that responsibility is solely ours. We don’t want you to ever feel guilty about spending time with us individually. As a matter of fact; we’ll be arranging that regularly. It will be important to us that you be open and honest with us about your needs. We are fully aware that we’ll be fulfilling different needs for you, and we’re looking forward to you getting to know us and exactly what we can do for you both individually and together. And for right now, I’d like to blindfold you so you’ll stop worrying and just let us lead you.” Mitch watched her closely, using every skill he’d ever learned as a Dom to make sure there was not a trace of apprehension in her expression. “Do you trust us, baby?”

Rissa didn’t even hesitate. “Oh course…I trust you both…I want to overcome the past, and I know it’s going to take time and patience…but I…well, I really want to chase those horrible shadows out of my life, and I know I can’t do it alone.”

Rissa took his breath away, Bryant was humbled to think the brave and beautiful woman lying between them had just given them the greatest gift a woman could give a man, her trust. When he finally spoke, he had to work around the lump of emotion that had lodged itself in his throat. “Your trust is a gift beyond measure, pet, and we’ll work the rest of our lives to make sure it’s a decision you never regret.” He knew his words weren’t the most eloquent, but they were spoken straight from his heart, and he hoped that carried his message through.

As Mitch secured the silk over her eyes, he watched the pulse at the base of her neck speed up, but he wasn’t picking up any anxiety, only excitement. While they didn’t want her to be truly fearful, a bit of apprehension would heighten her senses and would only make the pleasure greater. There was so much about her body, and the pleasure it could feel, they wanted to show her. Smiling over at Bryant, they both smiled and fell easily in to well-practiced hand signals so Rissa wouldn’t be able to track them by their voices. They’d be talking to her, but they wanted to make sure she was so lost in sensation by the time they did that she wouldn’t be worrying about that “scoring” problem she’d been caught up in earlier. When Bryant set his mouth to her pussy, thrusting his tongue deep inside her without hesitation, he felt her muscles tighten over his tongue, and he flashed on the thought that he hadn’t ever wanted a woman as much as he did at this moment. Every single sexual experience he’d ever had was a small step leading him to this woman and this relationship. It was incredible to realize this was the woman he planned to spend the rest of his life with, and he could barely contain his excitement.

As his best friend elicited sighs from their woman by using his magic mouth on her sex, Mitch drew her nipples in deep and pressed them against the roof of his mouth causing her to arch her back, giving him even greater access. She had a body that was as close to perfect as he’d ever known, she wasn’t stick thin, she had an amazing hourglass figure. It would be a pleasure to grip her generous hips as he fucked her tight ass, he could hardly wait to introduce her to that pleasure. He knew she was a virgin to ass play, so while he was anxious to feel her shatter as she experienced the orgasm he knew they could show her, he also knew she would have to be carefully prepared or it wouldn’t be a pleasant experience at all.

Rissa could feel the fire building inside her, and everything they were doing to her was stoking the flames, but nothing was quite enough. “Please…I need…” was all she was able to get out before she sank back into a level of desire that seemed to block her ability to even think clearly let alone articulate those feelings.
Holy Mother of God these guys are amazing, I’ll lose my mind if they keep this up.
She could have sworn she felt Mitch’s lips curve in to a smile against her aching nipples, but right at this moment she couldn’t bring herself to care enough to question him.

Bryant was torturing her pussy with his devil-blessed mouth and a tongue she decided was nothing if not purely magical. Even though she couldn’t see them, she had learned their touch and knew which man was where or at least she thought she did. She tumbled into a haze of pure lust, and then she realized that someone had moved, and she realized her legs were being spread and bent, and suddenly she felt the burning of stretching tissues as she was completely filled with a hot cock. She felt her vaginal muscles convulse and ripple and heard Bryant’s low growl. “Oh my fucking God, she is already rippling around me and milking me. I’ll never last if you don’t hold back darlin’.” She tried to still herself, both inside and out, but her body wasn’t listening to her mind.

“I’m sorry…but I can’t seem to control it. I want you both, and my body just pushes right past what my brain tries to dictate.” She could already feel the beginnings of an orgasm starting to flutter, she wanted to hold off. She knew she wasn’t supposed to come until they’d given her permission…Multiplication tables, yeah, that should work. She started doing mental math and thinking about old Mr. Van Meter her algebra teacher. She’d liked him, but he wasn’t sexy, that was for sure. Just as she thought she might be gaining ground of her control, Bryant shifted his hips and the angle of his thrusting so that he was hitting her sweet spot inside with every stroke, and she broke over the edge instantly, screaming her release, her muscles clamping down so hard Bryant was cursing and followed her almost immediately.

Mitch watched as Rissa blew right past her own and Bryant’s control. He hadn’t ever known Bryant Davis to lose control of his release, hell the man’s restraint was legendary among Doms and subs alike at The Club. Hell, he’d seen him work over two subs restrained in stocks one night in the main playroom at ShadowDance, wringing multiple orgasms from both, of whom were experienced submissives before he’d allowed his own release. Knowing Rissa had been able to shake what everyone thought was his unshakeable mastery made Mitch smile and earned him the middle finger from his best friend. Mitch slid his mouth down so that his tongue was dipping in to her navel as Bryant slid his still semierect cock out of Rissa’s warmth. Mitch continued his sweet perusal while Bryant retrieved a soft, warm, wet cloth and gently cleaned Rissa and then himself.

Rissa stiffened when she felt the moist cloth, but then remembered their earlier explanation that it was not only their responsibility, but also their pleasure to care for her. And while it seemed embarrassing to have him washing her so intimately, she didn’t want to insult him by pulling away or insisting she could do it herself either, so she just tried to relax and enjoy being coddled. Rissa could feel the air around her shifting and knew Mitch had moved so that he was lying alongside her, she couldn’t help but smile to herself. They were so sure she wouldn’t know who was who if she couldn’t see them, but she had already learned the differences in their touches and scents. As Mitch rolled her on to his chest he whispered in her ear, “So our sweet sub still knows who’s touching her, hmmm? Well, we’ll have to figure out some creative ways to limit your sensory perceptions of such things when we start playing in earnest.” When he felt her tense, he continued, “I’m just teasing you, baby, don’t worry, actually I’m glad that you are so in tune with us that you know us apart by our touch and scent already. That just proves you truly do belong to us both.” His hands were slowly tracing up and back down her back, almost like a sensual massage intended to ignite rather than relax. “Get up on your knees, baby, and put your sweet pussy over my cock. Ride me.”

Rissa was eager to be on top, and as she sheathed herself on his sex, she marveled at the fact she could literally feel his pulse beating inside her channel. As she began sliding up and back, she could feel him grow impossibly larger with each stroke. “Oh God, it feels so amazing this way. You are so deep inside me…oh my God!”

Just as Mitch knew she was getting close to the point of no return, he reached up and drew her shoulders toward him, flattening her against his chest and stilling her frantic movements. “Shhh, hold still, baby. Bryant has a surprise for you.” Just then Rissa felt the drizzle of lube sliding down the crack of her ass and then a finger start to rim her hole.

“Oh God, what’s he doing? I don’t know about this. I don’t think I want to do this. Please don’t do this…” Even to her own ears Rissa sounded panic stricken.

Mitch’s soft voice filled her ear. “Quiet now, he’s only starting to prepare you. We won’t fuck you together until we know you are well prepared. While a pinch of pain can bring great pleasure, we would never want to truly harm you, and torn rectal tissues would not be anybody’s idea of pleasure.” Rissa was listening, she really was, but everything was starting to swirl together in a lust-filled haze and even though she could still hear his voice and feel his breath against her ear, she was starting to feel like she was floating, and before she even realized what she was doing she found herself pressing back against Bryant’s probing fingers, trying to get him farther inside.

Bryant chuckled softly. “Stay still, sweetness, I’ll get there, you’ll have plenty of time for pressing that sweet ass back into us, but for now, I just want to make sure you are good and ready for the small gift we’ve bought for you.” She knew she should answer, but all she could do was moan in pleasure. “Actually, it’s the first in a series of gifts. Are you curious, love?”

“Ohhhh…it feels soooo goooood…oh, yes…oh, please…series?” Rissa knew she wasn’t really making any sense, but mercy, how was a girl to think with Mitch’s hot cock pulsing inside her pussy and Bryant toying with her ass?
Oh Lord…I had no idea there were so many nerve endings there. No wonder the women all rave about being ass fucked by their Doms…

At Mitch’s quick nod, Bryant started to push in the smallest of the butt plugs they’d bought for her. While it wasn’t nearly as big as either of their cocks, as a virgin to anal play, Bryant was sure she was going to feel like he was shoving a missile up her ass, and with Mitch buried in her pussy it would feel even tighter. With her ass basically sticking up in the air, she was completely exposed to him, and he’d watched her arousal dripping from around Mitch the more Bryant had worked to coax her tight rosebud to open up to his probing fingers. He could hear that she was starting to pant out her breaths, but she wasn’t exhibiting any signs of being in pain or overwhelmed, so he pushed and retreated, fucking her ass with small strokes, gaining a bit of ground with each pass until he was finally able to seat it fully. “Good girl, sweetness. God you look so hot. I can hardly wait until we’re ready to fuck you at the same time. We’ll give you the most amazing orgasms you can imagine.”

Mitch had grabbed her hips and was starting to move in and out of her again, and he felt her quickly spiraling out of control. “Don’t you come yet, baby. You need to wait for me, I want to go over that ledge with you.” Mitch knew he was going to be right with her, but if she could just delay her orgasm for a few seconds, it would be all that much sweeter for her. After a few more strokes he felt lightning race up and then back down his spine and explode in his balls before shooting out the end of his cock jetting his seed so deeply into her cervix he was certain it would instantly send her over in to sweet release, and it did—he felt her explode in a flurry of muscle contractions that gripped him so tightly they were just this side of painful.

Rissa heard a scream, and it was several seconds until she realized the animalistic sound had actually come from her. She’d never experienced an orgasm that could only be described as being catapulted into a tunnel filled with the most brilliant colors she’d ever seen. The only recognizable thought she had was that she didn’t even know any words that would describe what she’d seen and felt. Just as she thought she couldn’t possibly take any more, Mitch shifted his angle fractionally and hit her G-spot, and she was hit by another huge wave of pleasure. She faintly heard his shout of completion just before everything faded to black.

Chapter Eleven

Mitch was sure he had died and gone to heaven. Hell, he’d started having sex when he was fifteen and he’d never had an experience that even remotely compared to the feeling of knowing Rissa had passed out on top of him. Christ, he’d almost passed out himself. He smiled up at Bryant with what he knew had to be a grin that shouted the fact this would earn him bragging rights for the next sixty years or so.