The Sextet - Occupational Hazards [The Sextet Anthology, Volume 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (13 page)

Her body had lain dormant for her entire life, waiting for a sexual awakening that had proven as elusive as the search for the meaning of life. But perhaps she had already stumbled upon the meaning of life. Perhaps it had fallen through the ceiling of her bedroom that very morning. Or had run up the stairs.

Having slaked his lust in her body, Ty lay beside her, as relaxed as a sleeping cat. Derrick was clearly ready for another round, while Luke was slamming into her like a man who had lost all control, becoming more animal than human. With a feral snarl, his fingers speared through her hair, his hands gripping her head as his mouth came down on hers with a passion simultaneously terrifying and stimulating. His ferocious kiss awakened the beast within her, and she seized his hair in both fists. Wrapping the long tresses around her hands, she held him prisoner.

“You want to fuck my ass, don’t you, Luke?” she hissed against his lips. “Want to go in balls deep while someone else does me from the other side. Come on, you big, horny ass-fucker. You
know
you do.”

The others had teased Derrick about being a slut, but Angelica had a feeling she was becoming one herself. Spreading her legs wide, she drew her knees up, exposing her sex like never before. It wasn’t enough. Letting go of Luke’s hair, she grabbed her ankles and pulled her feet up over her head.

Luke kept right on banging into her with his stiff rod. “I do, and I will, Angel. You’ll enjoy every second of it, but right now, I’m fucking your cum-slick cunt. And I’m
lovin’
it.”

Angelica shuddered beneath the onslaught of his blazing passion. Sweet and gentle he was not, but at that moment, he suited her perfectly. She felt wanton and wild, like a savage beast.

“Think of it, Angel,” he growled. “The three of us fucking you at the same time. A cock in every hole, blasting you full of hot, creamy cum.”

Her mind reeled with the realization that this was what she’d wanted—no,
needed
—her entire adult life. She wasn’t frigid or disinterested. She’d simply never had the sort of sexual stimulation her mind and body craved. For others, it might have been overload, but for her, it was the threshold to the doorway of sensuous fulfillment.

She wanted to tell him what she wanted, but her voice refused to cooperate. No words issued from her throat, only gasps and screams of the most intense pleasure she’d experienced to date. Knowing it would be tripled when they filled her with nearly thirty inches of hot, hard cock made the anticipation overrule any inhibitions she might have had. Letting go of her ankles, she rested her heels on his butt, teasing her own nipples with her fingertips before reaching up to toy with Luke’s. Her inner muscles gripped his rod like a vise, relaxing with each inward stroke and then squeezing him so tightly he had difficulty withdrawing.

Luke’s sultry gaze locked on hers through the tangle of his hair. “You never knew how much you liked cock before, did you, Angel? Don’t want to let me out, do you?”

Coherent speech continued to elude her to the point that she could only shake her head in reply.

“Trust me, I know the feeling. I never knew how much I’d like fucking guys until Daring Derrick brought home some bisexual porn. Before that, we’d just been buddies—three guys who stuck together because we got bullied by the jocks. But when Ty and I walked in on him that day with his dick in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other, my meat got harder than it ever had before.” He paused, raking his hair back over his shoulders while grinding his dick into her cunt, his pubic hair tickling her fully exposed clit. “The next thing I knew, Ty was sucking his prick and I was nailing that awesome ass.” He nodded toward Derrick. “That’s the reason we left him in here alone with you. We knew he could get your mind going places it had never been before.”

He was right about that much, but she’d needed more than Derrick. She’d needed
all
of them. Just having them all in the room with her that morning had set off the chain reaction that had culminated in this blatant display of unabashed sexuality.

“Of course, having your bare butt staring me in the face did amazing things to me, too. You almost got nailed right then and there.” He let out a groan as his eyes rolled back in his head. “Here it comes, Angel. Get ready.”

Angelica had thought he was all the way in before, but he plumbed new depths as he thrust in to the max, the pulsing jets from his swollen cock hitting her sensitive membranes with a force she could actually feel.

“Oh,
fuck…
” Luke fell forward, his hair blanketing her chest in a silken wave while Angelica’s pussy convulsed around him, milking every last drop from his spewing cock. For a moment, he seemed unable to move at all, but then his teasing lips sought the nearest nipple and his hand splayed out over her heated flesh in a gentle caress. “I’ve never come so hard in my life.” The beast in him apparently satisfied, he chuckled against her breast, his warm breath sending ripples of pleasure racing across her skin. “You must be a sorceress, Angel, turning us into insatiable love slaves.”

“Mmm, yeah. You got that right,” Derrick put in. “
Dedicated
love slaves, deliriously happy to be at your beck and call night and day for the rest of your life.”

Ty sighed, nodding his agreement, but Angelica was convinced it was the other way around. They had turned her into
their
love slave, and she never wanted it to end.

If this is enslavement, bring on the chains…

Chapter 6

A loud growl from Luke’s ravenous stomach broke the silence, drawing gales of laughter from Angelica. “Guess you can’t live on nookie, whether you’re a love slave or not.”

Luke sighed. “I dunno. The way I feel right now, I could keep this up for days on end.”

“Maybe,” she conceded. “But you’d keep up your strength better if I fed you once in a while.”

Derrick snickered. “Fucks really hard, doesn’t he?”

“No shit. You guys may have to carry me downstairs.”

Luke was about to take this as chastisement, but the way she threaded her fingers through his hair expressed a very different sentiment.
Thank God.
If she didn’t like the wild animal she’d unleashed, this was going be tough. He raised his head to study her face as another possibility occurred to him. “Didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Oh, no,” she replied. “But I may never be the same.”

Though her smile told him that this was a good thing, Luke still thought he ought to explain. “I’ll try to be more careful when I’m in your ass, but you’ve got to understand, I—”

This time, Derrick did more than snicker, letting out a derisive cackle. “He’s never that careful with me, Angel.” With a wicked grin, he added, “Better let me go first. I know how to do it gently.”

“I can be gentle,” Luke insisted. “But since you
like
it rough, I’ve never had to go easy on you.”

Derrick smiled sheepishly. “True. I’m just a hopeless man-whore who dearly loves having the snot fucked out of him.”

Angelica’s giggle warmed Luke to the core. “Oh, Derrick. You crack me up. I think I’m falling in love.” Which was welcome news. If she could love a man-whore like Derrick, there might be hope for an animal like Luke.

“Great!” Derrick exclaimed. “’Cause I’m already in love with you, Angel. No point in denying it. I used to get a woody every time I watched you sit down at your desk in math class. The time you helped me with my homework is permanently etched on my mind. I had to go jack off after that. My cum is probably still splattered all over the ceiling of the boys restroom.”

Angelica was laughing as she hooked an arm around Derrick’s neck and planted a kiss on his cheek. Luke felt a pang of envy. He’d never had a class with Angelica, but that hadn’t kept him from noticing her—especially since Ty and Derrick talked about her constantly.

“Wish I’d known that,” she said with a rueful smile. “Would’ve gone a long way toward improving my self-image.”

“I doubt it,” Derrick said bluntly. “I wasn’t much to look at back then. None of us were.”

Luke certainly couldn’t argue with that. He’d been skinny as a rail with feet, hands, and ears that were too big for the rest of him. Angelica had been so much more than cute, even then. “You were beautiful, Angel. Just flat-out beautiful. And you’re even more beautiful now.”

She gazed at him with such warmth, Luke knew he’d done something right. When she spoke, there were tears pooling in her eyes, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m glad you think so. I’ve never felt beautiful before.”

Luke had a little trouble talking around the lump in his throat. “Well, you should. Because you are.”

She crooked a finger at him, and Luke crawled up over her, his face suspended above hers. Yes, she was beautiful, and it wasn’t only because of her looks. She was beautiful on the inside, too. He couldn’t explain how he knew it. He only knew that he did.

She didn’t say a word, but took his face in her hands, pulling him down for a kiss. As their lips touched, Luke felt light, buoyant, as though something had lifted him up into the clouds. He’d never felt that way before, not even when kissing Derrick or Ty. Though he loved them both dearly, there was no denying that it was different with a woman. Very different.

Luke was still gazing into her eyes with speechless admiration when Ty cleared his throat. “I think we may have something to celebrate,” Ty said. “Or at least some things to discuss. What do you say we do it over dinner? After we finish cutting up that tree, we can go home and get cleaned up and then pick you up here—or meet you somewhere—say around seven?”

Giving Angelica another quick kiss, Luke reluctantly rolled off her. “Great. I’m already starving.”

Angelica nodded. “That sounds fine to me. Where do you want to go?”

“Anyplace you like, Angel,” Ty declared. “Your call.”

Luke had to smile. Ty was doing his sincere thing. Luke had never been able to resist it, and he was pretty sure Angelica wouldn’t, either. As it was, she seemed a little flustered. “I have no idea. I haven’t eaten out much since I moved back here. What would you guys recommend?”

Luke knew exactly where he would take her if he was the one doing the choosing. Fabulous food, terrific atmosphere, romantic little nooks—

“How about Jake’s Diner?” Derrick suggested. “Their cheesy potatoes are totally awesome.”

“Oh, come on Derrick!” Ty admonished him. “We can do better than that!”

Derrick shook his head. “No, we can’t. Best food in town. Maybe even the world.”

“Well, yeah, but it’s such a dive,” Ty said, frowning.

Angelica rolled onto her side, propping her head on her palm. “You mean it’s unsafe for a woman to eat there?”

Ty shrugged uncomfortably. “Well, maybe.”

Luke spotted the irony immediately, but Ty obviously hadn’t as yet. She ran her fingers up Ty’s muscular arm. “Are you forgetting that I’ll have three big, strong men with me?”

Ty winced. “Hadn’t thought of that.”

Angelica’s peal of laughter sent another surge of affection through Luke’s heart. To put up with the three of them for any length of time, a woman would have to have a good sense of humor, which she apparently did. Their relationship still had a chance. It might even survive dinner at Jake’s.

* * * *

Ty was right about one thing. The place was
definitely
a dive. If the décor had changed in fifty years, it was only because they couldn’t order the same kind of chipped plates anymore. As they entered the diner, Angelica spotted a big, burly man with a three-day beard and a greasy apron waving at them from behind the counter. “Well, if it isn’t Fag Brothers Construction Company in the flesh. Nice to see you boys again.”

“Told you we should’ve taken her someplace else,” Ty said, giving Derrick a nudge.

“Good thing I like his damned potatoes,” Derrick growled under his breath. Lifting his chin, he stared the man right in the eye. “Jake, how many times do we have to tell you, we’re
not
fags!”

“A few more,” Jake said with a boisterous laugh. “You three keep on living together, and people will think it.”

What
is
it about small towns?
Knowing she would probably face the same sort of teasing if and when she took the guys up on their offer, Angelica made a big show of scratching her head as though giving this matter careful consideration. “I dunno about that. They sure don’t seem like fags to me—and I should know since I’ve fucked all three of ’em.” With a sensuous lick of her lips, she aimed her most lascivious smile right at Jake. “They’re hung like donkeys.”