Sodom and Detroit (9 page)

They removed their cloaks and laid them on the
grass, creating a bed of white and black silk. Maeve watched them,
uncertainty and desire showing in her expressive eyes. He had never
known another person to wear their emotions so openly, and he found
it greatly appealed to him. Many of the women they ran into only
wanted one thing—their money. The gold diggers would lie and
pretend to be anything and anyone they wanted in order to get close
to them. With Maeve, it wouldn’t be that way. Her eyes and face
told the story of whatever she was thinking and feeling. Angel was
almost impossible to read, but Maeve was an open book.

Standing next to Angel, he looked down at her and
gave her a wicked smile. He knew how good they looked together, and
enjoyed the way her breath sped up as her gaze darted between
them.

“What are you going to do?” she asked with a quiver
in her soft voice.

“Anything we want,” Angel said, and Luke growled at
the way she squirmed. He couldn’t wait to have her move like that
beneath him, twisting her full hips to try and get more of his cock
inside of her.

He walked forward and helped her to her feet. Small
and fine-boned, her hand was almost totally engulfed by his. The
pulse beat hard in her neck, and fear still shimmered in her eyes.
If she didn’t calm down, he was afraid she wouldn’t enjoy the
experience as much as she could. He had to remind himself that she
knew nothing about him.

“You’re utterly amazing,” he whispered into her ear.
“Thank you for letting me join you. I won’t do anything you don’t
want.”

She relaxed, and a look of relief flashed across her
face. He gave her a wink, then thrust her into Angel’s arms. Now it
was finally time to see that lush body she kept hidden from the
world.

Using the tip of his knife, he sliced the front of
her gown open and jerked it down her body. The last of the fabric
fell away, and he tossed the knife onto the ground behind them. She
was magnificent. Her large breasts looked pillow soft, but her dark
rose nipples were drawn tight. A half corset encircled her waist in
purple satin that glowed against her skin. Her belly had a soft
curve that he wanted to rub his face on, and a pair of purple silk
bloomers protected the rest of her from his gaze.

“Have you ever seen anything like them?” Angel
asked, pulling her arms back so her breasts were thrust out for his
inspection.

As he watched, her nipples firmed into hard buds
that begged for his touch. He ran a fingertip over one rosy nipple,
and she hissed. “Receptive too.” He filled his hands with her
breasts, then rubbed his thumbs over the puckered flesh. “Nice.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen breasts this big and
real.”

The diamond necklace sparkled in the sunlight, and
he watched her as he tweaked and pulled at her nipples. Angel said
into her ear, “I can smell your arousal. Your sweet musk. You like
me showing you off like this, don’t you?”

She nodded against Angel’s chest, her gaze fastened
on Luke and what he was doing to her body. He loved the way she
paid attention to both of them, absorbing everything they had to
offer together.

Luke stepped back, removing his shirt. Her lips
parted as he teased the fabric down his shoulders. Behind her,
Angel watched him with just as much hunger. Being the focus of
their attention made Luke’s cock ache. Maeve and Angel were very
similar in the way they gave themselves fully over to the moment.
He ran his hand over the light dusting of hair on his chest and
stretched, flexing his body for them.

He stepped forward until he stood a breath away from
touching her. Ever so gently, he knelt and drew one of her nipples
into his mouth. Angel eased his grip, and she reached behind to
stroke Angel’s cock through his pants. Luke loved the way she
jumped when the warm ball of his tongue ring came into contact with
her nipple. He tried to draw as much of her breast into his mouth
as he could. She was delicious, so soft and pliant beneath his
hands.

Angel moved his hands around and cupped her breasts
together and held them for Luke to lick and suck. She moaned as he
bit at her nipples and sucked them around Angel’s fingers. The
combined taste of their skin made Luke’s cock twitch.

She thrust her hips forward with a silent plea as he
grazed his teeth over her swollen tip. Luke glanced up at Angel,
and he nodded. Together they gently tossed her onto the bed of
their cloaks.

Slowly, Luke began to remove his pants and watched
Angel do the same. He couldn’t wait to be able to touch Angel and
Maeve. His body and mind were greedy for the experience, but he
made sure he kept his attention on her. She needed to see what they
could do to the woman for a woman when they both put their minds to
it.

He drew his hand over the large head of his cock and
down the shaft. Her gaze followed his movements, and her breath
trembled out of her lungs. Angel knelt next to her, and she took
his cock in her hand. Her eyes closed as she sucked Angel into her
mouth inch by inch. The sensation must have been fantastic, because
Angel threw his head back and his body tensed.

Luke knelt between her legs and ran his hands up her
silken calves as she gave Angel head. As he watched them, he
realized part of the reason why Maeve appealed to him so much. Both
she and Angel were very similar in their reaction to pleasure. Each
lost themselves totally in sex and abandoned themselves to the
act.

Spreading her thighs, he chuckled at the delicious
sight before him. “Crotchless bloomers?” The slit of the purple
silk revealed her naked pussy, shiny with her cream and glistening
in the sunlight. “I can see why you’re so enamored with her.”

Angel groaned as she sucked him hard. “You have no
idea. She’s perfection.”

He lay down on his stomach and gently rubbed his
nose along the top of her slit. Her fat, pink clit peeked out. The
thrill of a new sexual partner added an extra layer of desire to
his already aching body. Would she like rough play? Would soft or
hard touches make her come?

“She has a beautiful cunt, and look at that clit.
It’s as big as the tip of my little finger.” He licked at that nub
of flesh, and she cried out around Angel’s cock.

With her hand full of Angel’s thick cock, she gazed
down her body to watch him move into position between her thighs.
The slightly unfocused look in her eyes showed Luke how much she
was enjoying this, but he wanted more. He wanted her to have a
screaming orgasm and knew just how to get her there. He licked all
around her clit and blew on it, not actually touching it. The
softness of her labia beneath his tongue made his cock pound. Maeve
reached down with her free hand and tried to direct his head to the
center of her pleasure with a needy moan.

He laughed and placed his lips just above her clit.
“You want this?”

“Please,” she whispered and eagerly licked the
precum from Angel’s cock. He was rock hard and obviously enjoying
this as much as she was. “Please, suck me.”

“Beautiful,” he murmured and shoved a finger into
her hot pussy at the same time that he began to suck on her clit.
Her eyelids fluttered shut, and she lay back while stroking Angel’s
cock. Angel watched him with hooded eyes that burned with desire.
Luke enjoyed the power he had over both of them and his cock jerked
in response.

She rolled her hips against his face, setting the
pace for his tongue. He loved that, loved a woman that was as eager
for her pleasure as he was. Following her body’s lead, he licked
all around her clit but avoided actually touching it. She made a
little pleading noise and groaned deep in her throat when he
stroked her swollen nub, now fully exposed from the hood. Angel
knelt over her, fucking her mouth in time with his movements. She
reached a hand up and traced her fingertips over his heavy sac as
he moved in and out, pushing against the back of her throat.

He wanted to be in her mouth, to feel those full
lips wrapped around his cock. He had taught Angel how to suck
cock—and he was fantastic at it—but the thought of both of them
sucking him at once made his sac draw up tight. Beneath him, Maeve
snapped her hips, greedy for her orgasm. The heat coming off her
pussy was intense, and her slippery cream covered his chin.

One last hard suck had her trying to scream with her
mouth stuffed full of cock. Shuddering, she locked her thighs
around his head and held him as he pumped his finger in and out of
her. The delicate muscles of her pussy clenched and released, and
he almost came just from rubbing himself on the silk beneath him.
Only the thought of releasing himself down her throat pulled him
back from his orgasm.

Angel gently moved out of her mouth, and he heard a
low whisper of conversation. She pushed him back with a wicked
smile and turned over onto her hands and knees, her big, beautiful
ass tilted into the air. Red and swollen, her pussy clenched as he
ran a finger down the slit of her labia. While her head was turned,
Angel joined him behind her and gave Luke’s cock a quick squeeze
and stroke.

“You did a great job warming her up. Her pussy is
hot and tight.” Angel ran the head of his cock over her slit, and
she sighed, arching her back to him. Luke paused for a moment,
enjoying the sight of their pleasure. He’d always been a voyeur,
and watching these two beautiful people about to fuck was driving
him crazy.

After giving Angel’s ass a pinch, he moved around to
her mouth and scooted forward. “You’re welcome. But I can’t wait to
fuck her pretty mouth. She did a fantastic job sucking your
dick.”

Maeve lifted her head and smiled at him with lazy
desire. There was no hesitation or fear in her eyes, only longing.
Her grin was pure sin as she grabbed him by the base of his cock
and ran the head over her lips.

Luke watched Angel pull her hips forward as he sank
into her. The pleasure on Angel’s face as he pushed his way into
her wet pussy almost made Luke lose it right there. Angel closed
his eyes and angled her hips so the head of his thick cock scraped
over her G-spot.

The men began to move, and she rocked with them.
Gently holding her hair, Luke thrust his hips into her willing
mouth. Her expression became dazed, and he was sure this was the
first time she had been with two men.

She would begin to lose herself in Angel fucking
her, then get distracted by Luke’s cock jumping in her mouth when
she did something wicked with her tongue. The warm sunlight on his
back added to his pleasure, and a soft breeze cooled the sweat on
his skin. He fisted the grass behind him. She struggled to take his
cock as deep as she could and the convulsions of her slick throat
had him gritting his teeth at the raw pleasure.

Angel really began to work her, and the strength of
his thrusts had her groaning around Luke’s cock. The vibration
traveled down his shaft and settled in his balls in a low burn.

“I don’t know how long I can last,” he groaned as he
traced the seal her lips made around his cock. “Her mouth is so
fucking tight, and her tongue…God.”

“You should feel her pussy right now. Every time she
takes you in her throat, her cunt grips my cock so hard it feels
like a fist.”

Angel ran a hand down her back and reached under to
tweak her nipples. Their eyes met, and Angel mouthed the words
I
love you.
Luke smiled and closed his eyes, losing himself in
them, letting all the tension he carried around on a daily basis
flow out of him until he was nothing but desire.

She evidently liked dirty talk during sex, because
their words had her shuddering. She struggled to angle her head to
fit more of his cock down her throat as she played with his sac. He
could feel his balls drawing up tight and knew he was close to
coming. There was so much stimulation: the way she watched him as
she sucked him, her full tits swaying beneath her, the gentle roll
of her ass as Angel fucked her.

She jerked him in her fist and said, “Come for me. I
want to suck it out of you.”

Both he and Angel groaned at her words, and she
wrapped her lips back around him. Angel slammed into her so fast
there was almost no rhythm, and the rough motions tore the orgasm
from her overwhelmed body. She moaned and writhed between them, and
he lost it. He buried his hands in her curls as he came in long,
hard bursts down her throat. Each spurt was followed by a long suck
until she had him twitching. Angel buried himself so deep it looked
almost painful and joined them with a rough yell.

She collapsed onto the silk cloaks, panting. The
diamond necklace around her throat glittered in the sunlight, and
her chest was slick with sweat. Chuckling, Luke lay next to her and
spooned her from behind while Angel pulled her head onto his chest
and stroked her hair.

They lay like that for a long time. It felt so good,
so right. Luke knew there was a lot more to making this work than
good—no, fucking
fantastic
—sex, but this was a great
start.

She leaned up and grinned at Angel. “So…Gryphon…are
you ready to tell me your real name yet?”

Angel grinned back. “Nope.”

A tinge of jealousy moved through Luke, and he tried
to reason around it. Of course she was more curious about Angel.
After all, she had met him first. Literally. Tomorrow Luke would do
his best to make her more curious about him. Tracing his fingers
over her ribs in a tickling motion, he asked, “Don’t you want to
know my real name?”

She blushed and stammered until he laughed and
pulled her back into his arms. She was so soft and cuddly. “I hope
we lived up to your expectations,” he said into her ear and rubbed
his nose on her neck. “Thank you for letting me join you today. I
had an amazing time, and you’re incredible.” She looked over her
shoulder and gave him a shy smile that warmed his heart. It was
ironic how she could be so open and strong in her passion but so
vulnerable and protective of her emotions…much like Angel.