Operation Mustang [The Service Club 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (13 page)

“Please.” The plea left her on a whimpered gasp. She had craved this for so very long, denied herself this intensely erotic pleasure until she was ravenous for it, starving for them.

“What is it you want, Mustang?” Gunner’s question came softly in her ear. The brush of his bristled cheek to hers ignited yet another fire in her bloodstream.

“I can’t hold on.” She knew it. She felt it.

“You have to,” Lucky told her, his tone as firm as the cane he used on her ass.

“I can’t control it.” Each passing second brought her release closer and closer to spilling.

“Yes you can.” Gunner’s voice again. Gunner’s soft urging timbre.

She tried to concentrate on that voice. She tried to forget about the calamity of emotions surging through her, the vicious claws of the orgasm demanding escape. He made it all the more difficult when he tugged on the clamps attached to her nipples.

“No.” New, torturous flames zipped through her body and caused her to jerk against her bindings, to cry out from the train wreck of pleasure and pain. “Please. Oh, God. Can I please come?”

“No.”

Diek’s answer, spoken in a tone firmer than any she had ever heard, sent twin chills of horror and delight racing down her spine.

* * * *

Lucky knew they were pushing Mustang to her limits. Hell, they were pushing themselves to their limits. He couldn’t think of a deeper, more vicious torture than watching her come for other men then continuing to hold himself in check while he, Diek, and Gunner took her to heights of arousal they were certain she had never experienced.

They had planned to drive her even further, play with her more, and make her beg. He had an arsenal of toys at their disposal for her pleasure and erotic torment. As he met his brothers’ gazes, he knew they were in a silent agreement to alter those plans. They didn’t worry they might push her too far and deliver her things she wasn’t ready to handle. They made it a point to know women and, more importantly, to know their Mustang. They could sense what she craved. They could see the hunger in her to be pleasured in the darkest of ways that she had always kept tightly veiled until now.

“Please.” The word hitched on the softest spoken whisper. Her body visibly quivered from the momentous need for release. Yet she held on, kept it in control despite her declarations that she couldn’t do it.

That’s our girl.
Pride swelled inside him as he caressed the flat of his hand over her bare ass and gently soothed the light welts the cane left behind. Their agreement to end her torture notwithstanding, he couldn’t keep himself from giving her one more tiny taste of demonic pleasure. He covered the end of the plug with his fingertip, gave it a pressured tap, and listened as she made quite possibly the sexiest sound he had ever heard.

“Take a deep breath,” he instructed her and watched her entire body shake as she inhaled a ragged breath. He eased the plug from her ass and tossed it to the floor.

“You’re still hanging on,” Gunner told her, “controlling it as you were told to do. You’re doing great, sweetheart.”

“I can’t.”

Her whimpered denial tugged at Lucky. Yet he heard an underlying strength in the words he doubted she even realized was there.

“Just a little longer, darlin’.” Diek sank to his knees on her right side and reached for the straps binding her ankle, but apparently thought better of it. He tipped his head back, meeting Lucky’s gaze but speaking to her. “I can smell you. You’re so horny, so close.” He skimmed a hand up her inner leg and stopped just short of her pussy. “Your thighs are drenched. Did you enjoy your punishment that much?”

“Yes.”

The fact that she didn’t hesitate made Lucky smile. Training her wouldn’t be battle they initially thought it would be. Already, she was truly surrendering, obviously doing her best to obey.

“Darlin’, you don’t know how much hearing that turns me on.”

“Show me.”

That made Diek laugh. “Still attempting to dish out the orders, huh, boss?”

She took three full seconds to answer, obviously thinking on the right retort, the one that would get her what she wanted rather than garner her more punishment. “My ranch, your body.”

Perfect response
. Approval passed through Diek’s expression. Lucky saw his brother make the slow glide with his hand back down her inner leg to the leather strap around her ankle. Lucky shifted and bent to free her left ankle as Diek went to work on the right.

“What is it you want, Mustang?” Diek got to his feet and started untying the blindfold. “Tell us what you’re burning for.”

“I want to come.”

“How?” Lucky made the question short and simple. He wanted to hear her say it. He needed to hear the explicit words in that vixen melody she used that stroked his shaft and sent him close to begging.

“With you inside me. All of you inside me. I want a cock in my ass, one in my pussy, and one in my mouth.”

Sweet baby Jesus
. Lucky met Diek’s gaze as the other man pulled the blindfold from her face and saw the erotic party going on in his brother’s eyes. His attention slid over Mustang’s shoulder to Gunner, and he saw a mirroring fiesta as his youngest brother reached for the cuffs binding her wrists. The instant the restraints let loose, she tipped backward and slithered like a snake into Lucky’s embrace.

“Easy now.” Lucky turned her around and gathered her close, steadying her as Gunner and Diek moved aside. He lifted her, guiding her legs around his waist. A single inch closer and his aching cock would be buried deep inside her pussy.

She blinked at him. Surprise flittered through the darkened desire in her eyes. “You’re naked.”

He grinned. “Isn’t that how you want me?”

“Well, yes, but when?”

“Does it matter?” They had all rapidly shed their clothes the moment they had her bound and waiting for their attention.

“Not a bit.” She turned her head, obviously searching for Gunner and Diek. A dazzling, mischievous smile lit her face. “You’re gorgeous. All of you. Have I ever told you guys that?”

“You’re telling us now, darlin’,” Diek answered. “That’s all that matters.”

She wriggled in Lucky’s arms, ground the wetness of her pussy lips against his throbbing shaft, and elicited a low-throated growl from his throat that he couldn’t swallow in time. “I want this inside me.”

“Hmm, is that a demand?” he asked as he walked to the bed, turned, and slowly lay down, taking her with him.

“It’s a request.” She wiggled again, attempting to gyrate on his tortured cock between their bodies.

“You’re getting good with smart answers.” He tightened his grip on her hips, stilling her and holding her that desperate fraction above his cock that prevented her from taking him inside.

She made a frustrated sound and blew a breath up her face, fluttering her bangs. “Apparently not good enough. I’m still not getting what I want.”

The mattress dipped at the foot and on the side as Diek and Gunner crawled onto the bed with them.

“You’re about to, darlin’.” Diek peppered the backs of her shoulders with kisses. His hands moved around beneath her arms to cover her breasts.

Lucky watched her eyes flutter closed. Her lips formed a silent
O
as Diek’s hands kneaded her breasts. His brother slowly bent her forward. She extended her arms, reflexively catching her weight with her hands on either side of Lucky’s head. Her eyes didn’t open, but a soft moan escaped as Diek pushed her hair aside with his nose and continued to kiss the backs of her shoulders and neck.

Whips of heat emanated from her open-wide pussy, slashing at the head of Lucky’s cock and sending tingles of devious need racing to his balls. His fingertips bit into the tender flesh of her hips with as much intention of keeping her still as preventing himself from pulling her down. He wanted to sheath his shaft in the satiny walls of her channel. He wanted to watch her beautiful face as he filled her.

But he wanted to watch as
they
filled her more.

Lucky met Diek’s gaze over Mustang’s shoulder and gave his brother an almost imperceptible nod.

The sounds Mustang made as Diek entered her ass topped the sex-o-meter. Lucky felt her body tense, saw a swirl of concentration mix with a whirlpool of pleasure and pain in her face. Then he felt her relax, heard Diek’s low growl as the man’s cock obviously slid home, and smiled.

“Damn, you’re incredible.” Lucky couldn’t take his gaze off her. The way her lashes fanned her cheeks, the way her lips moved ever-so-slightly with each slow thrust of Diek’s cock into her anus made her sinfully gorgeous.

“Wait till you feel her,” Diek grunted.

“I’m about to.” Lucky saw the strain on his brother’s face as Diek stilled himself. Mustang’s eyes flew open, and he could all but see the protest on the tip of her tongue. “Are you ready to feel my cock inside you now, too?”

She looked down at him, the protest dying as a glimmer of excitement and a wash of desire consumed her eyes. “Please.” She wiggled her hips. Her eyes rolled back as the move obviously jostled Diek’s cock inside her anus and she let out another of those dick-teasing moans.

Lucky couldn’t wait another nanosecond. He pulled her hips down, sheathing his cock in her sodden channel in a slow intrusion that nearly killed him. He wanted to pound inside her, to bury his cock balls deep in her pussy in a single, vicious thrust, but concern he might hurt her held him in check.

“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.” She started a whispered mantra as he pushed inside her inch by inch, her inner muscles tightening and then giving as they made room for his cock. He marveled at the way her muscles squeezed at his shaft, drawing him in and begging for more even as Diek’s cock remained lodged deep in her anus.

“Are they hurting you?” Gunner reached a hand between Lucky’s face and Mustang’s, hooked a finger beneath her chin, and tugged her head up.

Her gaze locked on him, and the corners of her lips unfolded in a dazzling smile of pure satisfaction. “You’re kidding, right?” Her attention returned to Lucky. “More.” She blinked and seemed to realize she’d once again stepped into the role of giving orders. “Please.”

“I’ve got more waiting here for you.” Gunner shifted closer. His fingers curled around the base of his cock. “I didn’t get enough of being in your mouth last night. I want more. I want to feel those sexy moans you’re making vibrate down my shaft while they fuck you.” He slid his hand from her chin, tunneled his fingers through her hair, and pulled her head toward his rigid cock.

Mustang’s mouth opened without further discussion. She eagerly took his dick between her lips and sucked him deep. The sounds she made before were nothing compared to the ones she made now as they started fucking her together.

Lucky found himself lost in his own personal porno, watching her devour Gunner’s dick with her mouth as Diek pounded her ass, and he let himself go wild in her pussy. They let Diek set the pace from behind, settling them into a rhythm of pure animalistic sex. Each thrust of Diek’s cock into her anus pushed her further down on Lucky’s cock and drew Gunner’s dick deeper down her throat.

Mustang’s hands found purchase on his shoulders. Her nails dug into his flesh and likely drew blood. The sharp sensations sent twin darts straight through his system to collide in his tightened balls. His cock pulsed painfully with the need to release, but he held back, not yet wanting it to end. His attention flicked past Mustang’s shoulder, then up and over. He saw the same struggle for control on his brothers’ faces.

“Damn, she feels too good,” Diek groaned.

Lucky gritted his teeth and tried to think about anything except how her inner muscles were milking his cock. Her pussy tightened around his shaft, drew on his length, and brought him to a level of helplessness he’d never allowed himself to come close to feeling. Mustang didn’t give him a choice. They might be in control of the movements, but she’d taken control of their souls with her body.

Mustang looked at him through heavy-lidded, passion-filled eyes, and he saw the plea she couldn’t speak with Gunner’s cock down her throat. She wanted to come. He couldn’t tell her no any more than he could hold back his own release now.

“Now.” He nodded and watched the relief wash through her expression. “Come for us now, baby.”

Lucky’s resolve shattered as the most sensational erotic sounds he’d ever heard mixed with his own grunts of release. Mustang’s hot juices joined his as she shattered around him. He spewed his seed deep inside her. Her inner muscles gripped his shaft with an intensity that milked him to the last drop. He heard Diek growl with his own release, heard Gunner’s quiet, tight-lipped curses as he came, too, and Lucky lost himself in the moment of finally experiencing Mustang’s full surrender.

“Still thinkin’ we could’ve hired a better cowboy to take Trevor’s place?”

Mustang wiped a layer of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and shot a look at Chester. She shielded her eyes with her palm and followed the old man’s gaze to Diek. Pure feminine appreciation fluttered in her belly at the sight of corded muscles flexing with each move he made.

“I knew we couldn’t.”