The Perfect Plan [The Men of Treasure Cove 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (16 page)

The room felt cold, sinister, and strange, like something wicked was about to happen.

She felt the leather rubbing her ass and up and down her legs. But when her panties were ripped from her body, she gasped, because the next thing she felt was the force of the paddle as it smacked.

“Count, Lilly,” Orin growled.

“No. Let me down.”

Smack!

“Count, Lilly.”

“No!”

Smack!

Smack
!

The force of the paddle was causing the heat to spread. Warmth she hadn’t experienced in a very long time took root, and her mind began to drift away, only concentrating on the next smack.

“Lilly, count.”

“One.”

“Good girl,” Orin praised. “You see, I learned something about our wife that first night, Davis. Our Lilly loves to be spanked. She loves it so much that without it, I believe she thinks too much, and when that happens, she makes rash decisions. Isn’t that right, Lilly?” Orin explained to Davis and then asked her a question, which was followed by another smack.

“Two,” she whispered. Oh, the heat was heavenly. She could feel the fire burning at the core, the flames spreading outward, reaching and seeking throughout her body. The world around her slowly began to fade as the nothingness began to take effect.

Wading in a sea of pleasure, she floated among the waves, letting the ebb and flow of the tide take her wherever it wanted.

“So when were you gonna let us in on
your
little plan, wife?” Orin said firmly as the heat of his breath tickled her ear.

Instantly, her soft, warm, cozy place vanished.

He knew!

“Oh, sugar britches, did you really think you were gonna get away with it?” Davis asked, grinning evilly.

Smack!

Smack!

Smack!

Davis watched as the look upon her face changed from aggravation to complete serenity. A look he had seen a lot lately, and he hoped to see more often. Lilly looked at peace, happy even, content, as he watched Orin spank her over and over again, a total of twenty times, and the harder he hit, the more she relaxed until she looked as if she was floating.

It kinda bugged him a little that he never knew this part of her. Was this just something between her and Orin for when they were alone?

Davis knew he didn’t know all the ins and outs of BDSM, but he was willing to learn. He could learn for her. Looking at her now and watching his brother, he wondered just what else she desired and needed.

When the last smack landed on her red ass, Davis almost sighed in relief that it was over, yet, the pleasure on her face spoke volumes. She needed this, and apparently, only Orin could give her this. Davis couldn’t see spanking her with the paddle, let alone the whips that Orin was proficient with. The thought of hurting her was too much, yet Orin hadn’t hurt her. He had just used enough force to elicit pleasure, not pain. She was in heaven, erotic heaven.

“Help me move her,” Orin said, placing the paddle on the shelf.

It took no time for them to remove the binds. Holding her in his arms, she was all soft and warm, snuggling closer into him.

“Put her on the sawhorse,” Orin ordered.

“Are you gonna fuck me now, Master?” Lilly whispered softly.

“Yes, baby. We are going to fuck you now.” Orin smiled.

“Okay.” She sighed as Davis watched her drift back into the safe place she was once at.

Davis positioned her on the sawhorse as Orin directed. When she was secured, his cock twitched. No matter what was running through his mind, her ass in the air was a beautiful sight.

“You ready to do this, brother?” Orin asked.

Davis couldn’t answer. He had seen his wife go from pissed to erotically aroused to the point of pure pleasure, and the thought of sticking his cock in her wet pussy was too much for him.

When Orin mentioned his plan to get back at their sneaky wife, Davis wasn’t so sure, but he went along with it because his little wife needed to understand that they were the men of the house, and they knew best. Davis thought he knew his wife, but after watching her with Orin, he didn’t know everything. Looking at her relaxed pose and the calm on her face, he knew that she needed this. The only problem he foresaw was would he be able to put that look upon her face, too. God, he hoped so.

He watched as his brother walked around Lilly, as if inspecting her, and stopped in front of her. He gently grabbed her face and ordered her to suck his cock. Her mouth slowly opened as Orin fed the head of his cock into her hot little mouth.

Davis was already rock hard as moved closer, ready for the word to line up the head of his dick at her tight little puckered hole. Damn he loved fucking her ass. She didn’t waste any time as she sucked on Orin’s cock and swallowed all of his nine inches down her throat, slurping and moaning.

Their little vixen knew how to suck cock, and Orin was moaning with delight in no time flat. Davis watched as she bobbed her head back and forth over his brother’s engorged dick. Lilly was a noisy cocksucker, and the more sucking noises she made the more excited Orin seemed to get. “Take your time, darling, cause little brother is gonna play with your beautiful ass.”

When she began to stroke the base of Orin’s shaft, Davis knew big brother wasn’t going to last much longer. Orin must have known what he was thinking, and he told her that was enough. Lilly stopped immediately.

“I think Davis would like to fuck your ass now,” Orin stated. They had leather cuffs on her ankles that were secured to the legs of the sawhorse. She lay facedown with her hands over her head. Davis moved closer as Orin took out a riding crop out off of the wall. He placed it between her legs and told her to spread them wider. Her legs were spread apart, showcasing her sexy, glistening cunt.

He rubbed the crop up and down her slit and said, “You want Davis’s cock bad, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

Davis moved into position and placed his cock at the entrance to her ass and slowly pushed forward. Her ass was well lubed as the head of his cock slipped past her tight muscle and slid into the depths of her hot cavern. Davis was gentle with her even though he was ready to pound her hard. He felt her body respond as he slowly fucked her tight hole. Lilly’s moans came loud and fast. He glanced at Orin, and he just had a big smile on his face.

“Fuck her harder,” Orin ordered. Davis didn’t need to be told twice as he started slamming her much harder, and she accepted everything he gave her.

While her ankles were tied, her arms were free as she tried to reach for Orin’s cock. Davis knew Orin was excited watching his little brother pound into Lilly’s ass. Lilly was trying to take over as she began to buck backward, pushing his cock deeper into her ass, as Davis was already driving hard into her ass. Then Orin grabbed her face and fed their wife his cock again.

She moaned as she sucked him and Davis continued fucking her.

What they were doing to their tied-up beauty was causing Davis’s balls to ache.

Davis announced, “I’m close.”

Looking at Orin, he knew his brother was right there with him. Nodding at each other, they heard Lilly’s muffled screams as she rode out an intense orgasm. Her convulsing pussy was causing her sphincter to tighten around him. “Oh fuck. I’m coming!” he groaned, exploding deep into her ass. He couldn’t help but grunt out loud as he heard Orin yell as he face-fucked their wife. “That’s it, baby. Take his cum, and milk him!”

Davis pumped her ass full of his seed.

Soon the room filled with Orin’s loud “Aaarrgghh!” as he shot his cum into Lilly’s sucking mouth.

They both poured their loads into Lilly, and she took it all. Davis came harder than he had in a long time as he watched Lilly’s cheeks suctioning Orin’s cum down her throat, only heightening the pleasure he was enjoying. It helped him pump a little more into her. When they finished and drew their softening cocks out of Lilly’s mouth and ass simultaneously, she sighed, collapsing on the sawhorse with her ankles still cuffed to the wooden legs, but she did have a big smile on her face.

Davis took a long lasting look at her splayed legs converging at her slick, just-fucked ass. His cock twitched at the sight but he headed for the bathroom to grab a wet rag. Orin walked with him.

* * * *

Jacks looked across the table at the women gathered, and for some reason he thought his life was about to end. It wasn’t that he thought they could take him, because they couldn’t, but the men standing behind them could. They could kick his ass, rip apart his body, and hide the pieces, and no one would even find a single stitch of him.

Oh yeah, I’m a dead man.

“So, Jackson, tell me again why you agreed to this cockamamie plan in the first place,” Emma Quinn asked, leaning against one of her husbands, Tate. The other two, Tucker and Travis, flanked her, and the look upon their faces was of pure joy. He knew they were just waiting for the word to pounce.

“I didn’t! I wanted to tell her father in person, but you all know Orin. Once he gets an idea in his head, there’s no stopping him.”

“Uh-huh. You know something, Jacks, you’re still a shitty liar. So tell me, Jacks, when did you decide to go along with this plan?” Macie Hicks drummed her fingers on the linoleum table. Behind her stood Doc Jenkins and his brother Matthew, the town attorney.

Shit.

“Yesterday,” he confessed.

“That’s what we thought. And I can venture that Lilly didn’t have the heart to stop you guys,” Janie Hicks offered. Her husbands, Jeff and Caleb, looked at him like they wanted to beat the crap out of him, too.

“Does Lilly know you’re on the same bandwagon with your brothers, or does she think you’re still with her and her idea?” Macie asked, smiling.

“She thinks I’m still with her,” he muttered.

“So you lied to her!” Charlotte Brooks asked, leaning against the diner’s bar, tapping her little foot. Looking at Charlotte, Jacks amended his previous assumption. Charlotte could definitely kick his ass.

“Now, Charlotte, calm down. We haven’t heard the whole story.” Janie smiled at her sister.

“Oh, I am calm. I am just waiting for the go-ahead to kick his ass. ’Cause someone is getting their ass kicked. This shit sucks. You can’t really be thinking of going along with this shit. Lilly’s right. I agree with her plan. I say we just take all three of them out back and beat the crap out of them,” she argued loudly.

“Nobody is beating the crap out of anybody, baby doll, so muzzle it,” the sheriff of Treasure Cove said, choosing at that moment to walk into the diner.

Jacks looked around and noticed how crowded it was getting. He was starting to suffocate, his life was in mortal danger, and it was all Orin’s fault! He knew he should have stuck with his guns and followed his gut, but the more and more Orin and Davis talked, the more their plan made sense.

“So what’s the plan?” Braxton asked, leaning against the only exit, grinning.

“Orin wants to throw a Christmas Eve party, you know, have the whole town there to celebrate. He thinks with so many witnesses that Mr. Campbell won’t kill us,” Jacks answered and prayed they took the bait.

“That’s not what Braxton asked, dumbass. What’s. The.
Real
. Plan?” Jeff enunciated.

Fuck! I knew these assholes wouldn’t fall for it.

He had tried and tried to tell Orin that their friends knew them to well, but would the idiot believe him, no!

Since that night, it didn’t take long for word to get around. The fallout was still being felt by some. Steven and Neil Conner sat looking at him in the corner booth, shaking their heads, but even they really couldn’t say much, because the owner of Sweet Treasures, Hazel Montgomery, still hadn’t forgiven them. Word was she had started seeing some from Silver Springs, all because of that damn party.

When Jeff and Caleb heard that their baby sister, Antoinette, was there, they shipped her off to Europe and then drove over to the Big D with guns loaded. There may have not been a shot fired, but the bruises they left lasted near a month.

Braxton took a more legal approach. When Charlotte found out that he and Jordan attended the party, she chewed their asses and moved in with her sister, which, in turn, pissed off Jeff and Caleb again. So, more bruises ensued until the women got together and had enough. Under pressure from the wives, they forced Braxton to issue a fine, and then they had Matthew Jenkins file a complaint that if the McDaniel Brothers ever held another party, they would spend thirty days in county lockup and pay the town five thousand dollars each.

Shit! Why do I have to be the messenger?

“Well, the real plan is quite simple—at least in Orin’s mind. Yes, we are throwing a Christmas Eve party. And yes, we will tell Lilly’s father and brothers that we have married her, but only after the toast. You see, Ms. Raven over in Celestial makes this drink that, well, it kinda make you forget. So dumbass got it into his head, since that was the drink that brought Lilly to us, that could also be the drink that saves us. What Orin has planned is really simple—” he stated but was cut off by laughter and shouting.