Windswept (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

“Suck on my cock while he fucks you, baby,” Chris panted. He held his dick with one hand and put the other on her head. He guided his hard shaft into her mouth. “Suck it, Cadence. Let me fuck your mouth,” he demanded gruffly.

Cadence was wild with desire. Their dirty talk had her so turned on. She closed her lips around Chris’s cock and began to suck on it. He groaned with pleasure and pulled back a bit so her lips slid to the tip of his cock. Then he thrust forward. He repeated the motion and Cadence found the two cocks sliding into her at the same time heavenly. She let her tongue and lips caress Chris’s cock while her cunt stroked Ryan. The men began to move faster and faster and Cadence could feel her own climax building.

“Oh God, Cadence!” Chris cried. “I’m going to come!” He began to pull away, but Cadence kept her mouth locked firmly around him. She was determined to see this through.

“Are you sure, baby?” Chris asked, panting raggedly. In answer, Cadence sucked him harder. “I’m going to shoot my load in your mouth!” he roared and his semen spurted out into the back of her throat. She swallowed and sucked, finding she loved the taste of him.

Behind her, Ryan cried, “Cadence, I’m coming!” As he thrust even faster and harder into her, Cadence felt her own orgasm explode around him, her cunt spasming around his cock. She screamed and Ryan gave one final thrust before spilling his own load with a groan.

Ryan pulled his cock out of Cadence and stood her up. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. Chris turned her toward him and kissed her, too. Then he surprised her by picking her up. She put her arms around his neck to steady herself as he carried her up the stairs to her room. He lay her down on the bed and crawled in beside her. Ryan climbed in on the other side.

Completely sated and safe in the arms of her men, Cadence drifted off to sleep.

Cadence heard the alarm going off and groaned inwardly. Getting up in the morning was so difficult! But she knew she needed to do it. Before she could reach for the alarm though, she felt the bed shifting beneath her, and the alarm stopped. Her eyes flew open to find a beautiful set of brown eyes looking back at her.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Ryan said to her as he reached out to gently stroke her cheek.

Cadence smiled shyly and blushed. She had never woken up with anyone before, and she kind of liked the sensation. Her smile grew when a warm body snuggled in close behind her and slid his arms around her waist. She could feel that Chris was already happy to see her, and her belly tightened with memories of last night. It was probably a good thing she had never known sex was so wonderful, or she might have wasted a lot of time doing it.

“Hey, baby,” Chris murmured against her hair. Cadence turned her head toward him, and he kissed her, more gently than he usually did. But that didn’t last long. When Cadence opened her mouth to him, he groaned and pressed his lips more firmly to hers. Their kiss deepened, tongues sliding against each other, probing and tasting. A moan slid from Cadence’s throat. Her pussy was already wet again. Chris’s mouth slid to her neck as his body moved on top of hers. Cadence spread her legs so he could move between them, and she felt his cock poised at her cunt.

“Condom, Chris,” Ryan said from beside them, holding out the package. Chris growled low in his throat at the reminder.

“Do me a favour, Cadence,” he said. “Get yourself on the pill or something because I hate these things.” He rolled it over his huge, throbbing cock and buried himself inside her.

Cadence cried out with pleasure at the fullness of having him in her pussy and moaned when he began to slide in and out of her. She lifted her hips to meet his, encouraging him to move faster. The tempo built until he was pounding into her, their flesh slapping together loudly. She cried out with every thrust, her pleasure growing like a crescendo within her. Chris’s relentless stroking soon had her crying out as she came wildly, her pussy gripping his cock. Just after she went, he followed with a loud, growling roar. He held still as he came and then collapsed on top of her, panting.

“Sorry it was so fast, Cadence,” he said softly as he kissed her. “I just had to be inside of you.”

Cadence stroked his hair back from his forehead. “It’s okay,” she murmured. “I kind of liked it that way.” Their mouths met again, softly as he withdrew from her, careful to hold the condom so it wouldn’t spill. After a last kiss, he got out of the bed and headed into the bathroom.

Cadence turned and looked at Ryan, who was still beside her in the bed. She blushed again, and he laughed softly.

“What?” she said with a slight pout.

“I love the way you blush when you look at me,” Ryan said, which only caused Cadence to blush more. Ryan pulled her close and kissed her gently.

Cadence sighed and laid her head down on Ryan’s shoulder. “This is all so sudden and…” she paused as she searched for the right word. “Strange,” she said finally.

“Strange?” Ryan asked. They heard the shower starting in the bathroom, and Chris began to sing. Cadence giggled.

“Well, until yesterday I had never dated and was still a virgin,” she said. “And now, not only am I living with two men, I’m fucking both of them.” She blushed again.

Ryan looked into her eyes. “Does it bother you that we like sharing?” he asked. “We don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

“I never really thought about it before now,” Cadence replied. “I always expected to be with just one man, but I have to say I really enjoyed myself last night. Being with you two just seemed to come naturally.”

“We enjoyed it, too,” Ryan said with a wicked grin and kissed her hard. “And as much as I’d love to enjoy you again right now, I do have to get ready for work.”

“Yes, I have to go to class,” Cadence sighed. “Are you driving me?”

“No,” Ryan said. “Chris will take you. But I’m going to pick you up because he will be in Cambridge for a concert tonight. We’d like you to come along.”

Cadence stilled. Chris had a concert, and they wanted her to go. Her father was the conductor of the symphony. How was she going to explain this? Her heart rate sped up, and her breathing became more rapid.

“Cadence?” Ryan asked in concern. “What’s wrong?”

“My father,” she whispered. Then she looked desperately at Ryan. “I can’t go with you! If he found out about us, he would have a fit! He never let me date in high school, and he would not approve of me having one boyfriend, let alone two!” Then a thought crossed her mind. What if the men just wanted something casual? “I mean, well, I assumed since we, that we were…oh fuck,” she mumbled. “I’m sorry. I know you probably want to keep this”—she waved between the two of them—“casual.”

Ryan took her face between his hands and forced her eyes to look into his. “Cadence, we would never have seduced you if we were looking for something casual,” he said.

“That’s right,” came Chris’s voice from the bathroom doorway. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked her hair. “You are anything but casual to us. If you were, you wouldn’t be living here or working with us.”

“Okay,” Cadence said softly.

“Don’t worry about your father,” Chris said. “He doesn’t need to know about the relationship just yet. We promise to behave tonight.”

They both kissed her, and as she headed into the bathroom to shower, the men left for their own rooms.

* * * *

Andrea took one look at Cadence and pulled her into the farthest corner of the classroom.

“OMG!” she whispered excitedly. “You did it, didn’t you? You’re positively glowing!”

Cadence blushed again. She was feeling like she should be permanently red.

“I knew it!” Andrea cried triumphantly. “I knew they had the hots for you. Which one was it?” she asked.

Cadence’s flush deepened, and she looked down at the floor.

“Holy fuck!” Andrea exclaimed loudly, causing several other students to look in their direction.

Cadence slapped Andrea’s arm and said, “Would you shut up?”

“Sorry,” she whispered. “But you fucked both of them, didn’t you? I cannot believe it! All this time I’ve been trying to get you to look at just one guy and you end up with two at once.”

“I didn’t plan on this happening,” Cadence mumbled. “But they are so hot, and, ummm, persuasive.” She and Andrea giggled.

“Speaking of not planning things,” Andrea said sternly. “I hope you were safe?”

“Thanks to them,” Cadence replied. “I was so caught up in the moment I didn’t even think about it. But they did. Actually I wanted to ask you about that. Chris wants me to go on the pill or something, but I don’t know what I need to do.”

So Andrea proceeded to outline some of her options and promised to take her to the campus medical clinic for a prescription later that day. Cadence practically floated through her classes until it was time for her private flute lesson.

After her warm-ups, Professor Milton asked her to play the Ibert piece, the one she had played for the men last night. Cadence looked away from the paper, closed her eyes, and began to play. As she did, she remembered the way Ryan and Chris had touched her. How their stroking began lightly, like the music. Soft, yet intense. Then as the piece built with crescendo after crescendo to its climax how the sensations they aroused in her had mirrored the music. And the final aching emptiness when they had stopped.

She opened her eyes as the last note faded to find Professor Milton staring at her. She lowered the flute self-consciously. “Was that okay?” she asked nervously.

Her teacher’s mouth just worked soundlessly for a moment. Then he cleared his throat. “Cadence, that was more than okay,” he said to her. “It was brilliant! Passionate and poignant and absolutely moving. I am awestruck.”

“Thanks,” Cadence murmured looking down. She couldn’t believe it. Was sex all she had needed to make her music more expressive? Somehow she didn’t think that was it. It was the specific memories of her men that she associated with the music, just as the memories of her mother flowed through her music at the piano.

“Let’s hear the other pieces,” Professor Milton said eagerly.

Cadence was nervous because she didn’t have the same intense emotions associated with these pieces. But she tried to do what Ryan and Chris had suggested. She closed her eyes and just felt the music while she played. To her delight, she was able to create more feeling in the other pieces as well.

At the end of the lesson, Professor Milton said, “Well, Cadence, I think you are more than ready for your recital. We will have the accompanist here for the next few weeks to work with you as well. I’ll get the programs and flyers ready. I suggest you start with the Bach and finish with the Ibert. It was so powerful it will leave a strong memory with the adjudicators.”

Cadence was happier than she had been for a while and finally felt more at ease with the upcoming recital and exams. She met Andrea in the common area, and they headed to the medical clinic. Cadence’s appointment went well, and she left with three months worth of samples and a prescription for the pill.

When she got into Ryan’s car, she leaned over and kissed him enthusiastically. He smiled at her. “Someone’s in a good mood,” he said. Cadence sighed and nodded. As they drove down the highway toward Cambridge, they talked easily with each other. Cadence couldn’t believe how comfortable she was with the men already. Ryan was very easy to talk to.

They met Chris at a restaurant near the theatre for dinner. Cadence balked when she saw the prices, so Chris pulled the menu away and ordered for her. When she began to protest, he interrupted her. “Cadence, stop,” he said. “I know you are a student and used to worrying about money, but you don’t need to now. We will take care of you, and we don’t mind spoiling you with a nice dinner.”

“You know, I had a question about that,” Cadence replied. “How is it that a symphony musician and a private school teacher can afford the condo and the nice cars and all the splurging?”

Ryan smiled. “You didn’t do your research into us, did you?”

Cadence bit her lip. She probably should have found out a little more about these men before she began sleeping with them. But being around them seemed to cause her common sense to desert her.

“My mother was Judith Fisher,” Ryan told her.

Cadence’s eyes widened. The Fisher family was one of the wealthiest in Canada. They owned a supermarket chain—actually more of a dynasty because they had bought out several smaller chains along the way. Judith Fisher was famous in her own right because she had been a talented opera singer with the Canadian Opera Company. Sadly, she had been killed in a car crash eight years previous. As she remembered, her eyes locked on Ryan’s, and she saw her own pain at the loss of her mother mirrored in him. Tears pricked at the back of her eyes as she realized they had this in common. Ryan’s hand closed around hers and squeezed gently.

Cadence’s phone ringing startled her, and she fumbled in her purse. Seeing her father’s name on the display, she swallowed nervously. Time to deal with the Friday night phone call.

“Hi, Papa,” she said.

“Cadence,” he replied gruffly. “It’s awfully noisy. You’re not at a party, are you?”

Cadence winced. “No, Papa, I’m at a restaurant,” she replied. “I’m actually in Cambridge.”

His silence indicated his surprise. “Why are you here?” he asked.

“I’m coming to your concert tonight,” she said.

“You are? Who are you coming with?” he asked.

“Chris Clements invited me, and I got a drive with Ryan Matias,” she said. “Papa, I…”

“Chris and Ryan?” he said. “Wait…they were looking for a flute player, weren’t they? Don’t tell me you’ve joined their trio!” he thundered into the phone.

His anger surprised Cadence. She had thought he might be happy for her to be pursuing her professional goals. “I have joined them, Papa,” she said. “I want to perform and this…”

“Cadence, you need to be focused on school right now and finishing your degree,” he said. “You can’t be practicing for performances with them, too!”

“Papa, it’s okay. I already…” she began.