Rogue Shifter [High-Country Shifters 3] (10 page)

She tapped his shoulder. “I want your undivided attention, slave.”

He cracked up. “I’ll give you my attention all right once I throw you over my lap and spank you.”

She gave him her best pout. “How about this. I’ll take off my shirt if you take off yours?” She rubbed her hand over her tit and squeezed her nipple, but the shirt and bra got in the way.

“It’s a deal.”

She expected him to go first, but apparently he was waiting to see if she’d uphold her end of the bargain. As sensuously as she could, she unbuttoned her blouse and lowered the material over her shoulder never taking her gaze off his face. She had him now. Licking her lips, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. The release was divine. Once she let it drop to the ground, Malik leaned over, but she stayed him with a palm. “Not yet. You have to earn the right to suck on my tits.”

“That so?” His lips quivered as he attempted to appear serious.

He started to lean over but then allowed her to stop him. “I think it’s your turn.”

He slipped out of his shirt in no time. Given he was used to only wearing a loincloth, she bet wearing pants and shirts wasn’t all that comfortable for him. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Cavon approach silently with the cuffs in hand. To keep Malik distracted, she pinched her nipple and moaned, hoping he wouldn’t hear the cuffs rattle. She was positive that he’d communicated with his brother what he was about to do because when Cavon snapped open the cuffs, Malik didn’t flinch. In fact, she swore he moved his hands behind his back before Cavon reached for his wrists.

“Hey, what is this?”

She had to laugh. “You are such a bad actor.”

Once he was restrained, she unhooked and unzipped his jeans. She wasn’t fooled into believing that he couldn’t get out of the cuffs if he wanted to. All he really had to do was shift and slip the damned things off, but he was playing fair. For that she would reward him.

She tugged the tight pants over his ass, and his cock sprang forward. Her breath caught as she remembered his magnificence. “I can’t wait to suck him.”

Malik closed his eyes for a moment. “You will be kind, won’t you?”

“Oh, absolutely.”

Cavon was shaking his head behind Malik. She was almost tempted to release Malik, but it would be so much more fun to tease him. Once she had him toe off his boots, she helped him step out of his jeans.

“I’ll get to the briefs shortly.”

She maneuvered around so that she could sit on the edge of the bed and pulled him forward, ready to get his lower half naked.

“How about taking off your skirt and panties and touching your sweet pussy, honey?” His jaw twitched.

“I might if you’re good. You need to be patient.”

“Oh, I can be patient.”

She hooked her thumbs in his briefs and inhaled, waiting for the right moment to reveal his glory.

Cavon moved to her side and pulled her up to a stand. “Just ignore me and go about your business.” He twisted her to the side, which forced her to turn Malik toward her. Now all three were in a row with Malik in front and Cavon taking up the rear.

She could only imagine what he would be doing while she sucked Malik’s cock. The thought of him impaling her with his cock sent delicious shivers up and down her spine. Her pussy creamed when she thought about someone as gentle as Cavon coming in her ass.

She leaned over and decided to give him free reign. To help him, she spread her legs and jutted out her hips. Cupping Malik’s balls, she tightened her grip and elicited a groan for her efforts. His elbow jerked forward as if he wanted to touch her tits but forgot that he was in cuffs. She swallowed a smile, and she took tiny licks up and down his cock.

“Damn, woman. No man can withstand this.”

“Slave, do not come, or there will be consequences.” She could list a few, but it would punish her more than him.

“Such as?”

Damn, he had to challenge her. “I will give my pussy to Cavon for as long as he wants, and you will have to watch.”

She was pleased with her quick thinking.

He leaned forward. “You will pay for this.”

Malik was all bluff and not so much bluster, or so she hoped. She stifled a giggle just in case she didn’t really know him well enough. To mollify him a little, she drew his cock into her mouth, and at the same time fisted the base. Squeezing him tight, she drew her hand upward and nearly met her fingers with her mouth. The man was too damned long for her to touch every inch of him.

Cavon tugged on her skirt and pulled it down to her ankles. “Step out of this.”

Not wanting to stomp on it, she obeyed. To tempt Cavon, she jutted out her hips. He groaned, and Malik chuckled. She didn’t want to know what they’d telepathed to each other so she continued to suck on Malik’s cock, but she got a little distracted when Cavon pulled down her panties. He tapped her leg for her to lift it so he could get her out of them. When he rubbed his cock down her crack, her body sizzled with desire.

Cavon stepped back, and she took the opportunity to lift off Malik’s cock and give her full attention to his hard balls. She was only able to suck on one of them, but Malik stepped out of reach. She stood.

He closed his eyes for a moment. “I was about to come. Give me a second.”

She loved that she could create such havoc in a man as powerful and sexual as Malik. She wiggled her finger for him to come forward. “I’ll be good.”

His mouth skewed to the side as if he wasn’t sure if he could trust her. Eventually he moved. When he got within reach, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her tits against his chest. His cock came to her belly. Small electric pulses shot across her skin where her body made contact with hers.

Malik groaned. “How is this better?”

She didn’t get to answer, because he leaned down and kissed her. If his hands had been free, she bet they’d touch her everywhere. She stepped back. “I think I need to untie you.”

He grinned. “You want me to sink my fingers into your pussy, don’t you?”

“No fair reading minds.”

He dropped back his head and laughed. “Trust me, all I need is my eyes to know what you want.”

The key sat on the bed. She shoved it in the hole and the cuffs released. His hands immediately shot to her tits. He lifted them up, one in each hand, as if he were testing if they both weighed the same. When he rubbed each nipple with his callused thumb, sparks of need drove through her and moistened her pussy to a point where she could smell her own arousal.

The scent of lube filled the air, and she got goose bumps knowing that she’d finally get to experience something new.

“Bend over, kitten.”

Malik rotated her to the side and placed a firm hand on her back. She planted her hands on her knees for support, and Malik slipped his free hand under her and pinched her nipple. The quick shot of pain turned her on even more than she thought possible.

Cavon tapped her back. “Bro, I think it would easier if you haul her onto the bed and have her straddle you. That way you can hold her down.”

For a second, every cell in her body tensed. Malik swooped her up and together they got onto the bed. She didn’t really believe that either one actually needed to hold her down, but they probably thought their tough act heightened the sexual experience. They were right.

“You come and stretch out on top of me, but be careful of my cock. I want to play with you a while before I impale you.”

She laughed at Malik’s wording.

“You think that’s funny, honey?”

The
funny honey
comment only added to the humor. “No, Master Malik. Not at all.” She totally failed to keep a straight face.

Cavon climbed on to the bed behind her and lifted her ass. “Malik, hold on to her thighs so she doesn’t move or we will have to give her a spanking.”

“Ooh, I can’t wait.”

Neither said a word, but she was tossed over Malik’s lap faster than she could say his name. His big cock dug into her side, but she wasn’t going to complain. Cavon grabbed each ankle and spread her legs wide. The constraint sent sharp streaks of pleasure straight to her pussy. Her body shivered in delight at the anticipation. She imagined being impaled by Cavon’s big cock, but instead, Malik brought down his hand onto her ass so hard, her breath caught.

Heat splashed across her ass, and she was sure there was a large, red handprint on her ass. If she asked him to take a picture as proof, he might laugh. Maybe she’d ask some other time.

“You still like being punished?”

Most likely he was asking if she wanted another slap. “Yes, Master. I don’t think my ass is red enough. I’ve been a very bad girl.”

Malik delivered two more hard slaps. The pain shocked her at first, but the spasm claiming her pussy was well worth it. She’d almost climaxed. What was wrong with someone who liked the pain?

“Is that all you got?” That was the same taunt he’d given those stupid wolves. “I thought you could hit hard.”

“Let me try.” Cavon’s tone held a little too much joy.

Malik pressed two fingers into her pussy, and she wiggled her butt. “I’m so close.”

“Do not come or we will tease you unmercifully.”

She doubted Malik or Cavon would follow through because that would mean they couldn’t get satisfaction either, but tempting them might be really dumb. “I’ll try.”

She bit down on her lip so hard, she thought it might bleed. Cavon let go of her ankles and wedged his way between her legs. One thigh must have pressed against Malik’s hand, because his fingers traveled down her channel even farther.

Don’t come.

Don’t come.

Four times four is sixteen. Five times five is twenty-five.
When Malik wiggled his fingers, she totally lost it. The rush of hormones drowned her in pure lust. She screamed as her release took her away.

“She came.” Malik withdrew his fingers a second before Cavon’s hand came down on her ass.

She jerked from the pain, but dammit, she wanted more. The contractions made her pussy cream again.

“Put her back on the bed, and this time, hold her still.” She might have tensed had it not been for the chuckle in Cavon’s tone.

Paper ripped as Malik placed her on her elbows and knees. He, too, got on his knees and wrapped a secure arm around her waist as if whatever Cavon was about to do would be unpleasant.

When the lube scented the air again, tingles of excitement nipped at her clit. Cavon first kissed her ass cheeks then rubbed out the soreness, though his touch fueled her desires even more. She jerked when he pushed a few fingers in her pussy and dragged up the juices.

“I think our little submissive liked her spanking.”

They should be rewarded for doing a good job. “I did.”

“Then I will reward you, too. You know how this works. Don’t clench those sweet cheeks.”

“Trust me. They are too tired to even flex.” That was no lie, though she supposed the whole punishment thing was a ruse to get them to give her a spanking. That way, when he pressed in the fake cock, she’d be relaxed.

Cavon slathered the goo on her puckered hole at the same time Malik reached under her and ran a thumb over her clit. Her stomach clenched and quivered in sheer joy. Even though she’d climaxed, the heat hadn’t dissipated one iota. Each touch pushed her closer to coming again.

“Are you ready for your present?” Cavon pressed the dildo against her ass.

From the size of the purchased cock, Amy had goofed. This one had to have been for an experienced user. “I think it’s too big.”

Cavon leaned over her back and kissed her shoulder. “Not even half my size.” When he chuckled, she wasn’t sure how much he was exaggerating.

Another round of rolling contractions held her pussy prisoner. “Oh.”

Malik slid his arm upward, releasing her from his tight hold and clasped onto her nipple. He pinched and rubbed as Cavon slid the too-large dildo into her ass. Even though her cheeks vibrated from the spanking, she clenched them anyway.

“Amy.”

Instead of another spanking, Cavon rubbed her rear to help her relax. Even Malik flattened his hand and rubbed the swollen nipple against his palm instead of trying to incite a riot. The combination helped calm her enough so that when Cavon inserted the dildo an inch, she was able to accommodate the thing. The size intimidated her at first, but as soon as the cock hit a sensitive spot, splinters of delight spread all over her body. Malik’s manipulation of her clit added to the intensity.

Cavon pulled out the fake cock before pressing it in farther. He repeated the process over and over again. With each push, wonderfully wicked flames licked her insides. She wanted him to go faster, but wasn’t sure he could. It was damned big.

She wiggled her butt to help the passage, but Cavon chuckled and stopped. “These things take time.”

So he was purposely trying to drive her mad. Possibly to relieve some of the frustration, Malik tweaked one nipple again and pressed hard on her swollen clit. The overwhelming rapture sent her juices into production overload. That must have told her ass to let go, because the next thing she knew, that big cock was fully seated. Only when Cavon patted the end did shards of bliss disseminate to the center of her body and head straight to her pussy.