Graham, Jan - Finding Angel [Wylde Shore] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (33 page)

She heard the distinctive whoosh of the crop going through the air behind her, but felt no sting.

“Oops, missed.” Angel started to giggle at Christian’s joke before she felt the bite of his hand and heard the loud slap on her butt cheek.

“Ouch.” Angel had barely spoken when the next spank of his hand struck, quickly followed by a third. Christian moved in close to her side as he rubbed his hand over the hot red mark on her bottom.

“Now you can tell your friends I’m also a benevolent Dom,” he teased.

Angel’s cunt had flinched in delight with each slap on her arse. She hadn’t thought she could get any wetter, but she was. She could feel Christian’s covered erection pressing into the side of her leg,

“Three to go,” he whispered into her ear as he slipped his hand between her legs and parted her pussy lips.

He slipped two fingers inside her and began to slowly thrust them in and out. Angel groaned loudly, and Christian let his thumb find her clit, moving over it as he pressed his two middle digits into her wet hole. Angel’s cunt clenched on Christian’s fingers and her body began to shudder, but just as she was about to find release, he moved his hand away abruptly.

“
Argh
,” Angel screamed in frustration and tried to kick Christian, who stepped out of her way before she connected with him.

“Stop torturing me, Sir. I need you to fuck me, please.”

Angel felt the sharp slap against her butt cheek and heard Christian counting one, two, three, and four. Each slap of his hand was alternated with his firm hand gently rubbing her arse cheek while the fingers of his other hand toyed with her engorged clit. Angel felt like she was going to explode. The sting of each slap had sent jolts of pleasure straight to her cunt. The stroking of her clit added to the heated arousal pooling in the flinching muscles of her pussy. Christian stood in front of her and kissed her firmly on the lips as his hands returned to tease her breasts. His kisses roamed to the side of her neck, Angel expected him to give her a beautiful bite mark to remember the event but he just nipped and licked her skin as he continued to torture her with arousal. Her body was heaving against him as she breathed heavily. She trembled as he rolled the hard peaks of her breasts between his fingers.

“Please,” Angel whispered against his ear.

Angel couldn’t stand it another minute. Her body was so aroused, her heart beating so hard that she felt like she was going to faint. Her pulse pounded in her ears. She needed relief so badly, but he kept denying her. As his hand slid back down her stomach and in between her legs, once again flicking her clit which was now so engorged Angel could actually feel its pressure between her lips, she did the only thing she knew to do. It would either provide her with relief or stop the torture of raging arousal flowing through her body.

Christian heard her breathe something softly. It didn’t register until he heard it again. Angel whispered her safe word.

“
Red
.”

“Did you just use your safe word?” Christian looked at her in amazement as he stopped what he was doing and stepped back from her. Safe words were designed for when play got to be too much. If a sub used their safe word, then a Dom stopped what they were doing immediately and ensured the sub was okay.

“Yes. Red.” Angel said it again with tears in her eyes.

“I’m not sure a safe word is allowed if you’re just overly aroused.” He smiled. “What do you need me to do for you?”

“Please, Sir. I need mercy. I can’t stand not having you inside me when I’m so aroused. I beg you to give me some relief and let me come. I can’t cope with the pain of being this horny without the pleasure only you can give me.”

Without a word, Christian undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor. His cock sprung forward and pressed against Angel’s body. He heard her gasp as it brushed her stomach as he lifted her slightly, allowing her to spread her legs around him. He lowered her onto his erection and heard her deep sigh of pleasure as he filled her.

She began to ride his cock immediately. Christian barely had to move as she slid frantically up and down. He felt her clit pressing against him as she rode his erection, her legs tightly gripping his body. Christian felt Angel begin to come. He was ready to explode as well, but he wanted to enjoy being in her for as long as he could. He reached up and undid the chain holding her bound hands onto the vice. She screamed her first release as she dropped down tight against him. He remained inside her, holding her firmly against him as he walked back over to the car and placed her back onto the bonnet. As soon as her bottom contacted the bonnet, Christian began to thrust into her without reserve. Angel screamed in pleasure, quickly coming again. Her cunt clenched and released in rhythm to the thrusts of his rock-hard cock. Angel continued to come like a freight train as Christian pounded her mercilessly. He felt her cunt fill with her fluid that flowed over him. The full length of his cock buried deep inside her. Her cunt was exquisite, squeezing him, pulsing around his hardness, and she moaned in delight, reacting to every movement, every thrust. Christian wanted to stay there forever but knew he wouldn’t last much longer. His balls pulled tight as they hit against the curve of her arse checks. With a final deep thrust, Angel screamed her orgasm once again as Christian yelled loudly, allowing his cum to explode into her, the residual clenching of her own orgasm milking him for every last drop.

As Christian relaxed over Angel’s body he felt her she kissed his neck.

“Thank you, Sir,” she said softly before laying back onto the hood of the car.

“Oh God, you know how to make a man come hard.” Christian stepped back from the car and pulled up his jeans. “And I must say you make a gorgeous hood ornament.”

He ran his hand over Angel’s body, which was drenched in tiny droplets of perspiration. His fingertips made their way to her well-fucked pussy. He saw her body ripple with pleasure as they tenderly brushed across hot wet lips, and he smiled as their combined juices dripped out of her open hole onto the car’s bonnet. He was amazed as she stared up at him, her hands still tied with his belt, her skirt sitting like a loose wide band around her waist and her legs spread. She looked so serene and peaceful. He leant forward and took his belt off her wrists before taking her by the hand and helping her off the bonnet.

“Can’t I just lay there?” Angel asked him quietly.

“Not if I’m going to go back and work on the engine…No, you can’t.” He walked her over to the bench seat from the back of the car that sat on the shed floor. Angel pulled her skirt down and put her singlet back on. She lay down on the seat and watched as Christian walked back to the car and lifted the bonnet.

“You are so beautiful and buff, Sir, I could just eat you.” Angel grinned at him cheekily.

“I’ll have something that will need more attention in a little while. I’d be happy for you to devour that when it’s recovered a bit.” He found the wrench he had thrown earlier and went back to what he was doing with the engine.

“I don’t suppose you have anything to drink down here, do you? I need to replenish my fluids.” Angel didn’t seem very impressed when Christian told her that he only had beer in the shed’s fridge. She did appear impressed, however, when Daniel walked into the shed saying he had bottled water or Coke if she needed it.

Daniel walked over to one of the workbenches and put the parcels he was carrying down before coming over to the car to look at what Christian was doing.

“You don’t appear to have done much since I left.” He smirked, glancing over at Angel as he spoke.

“I got a bit distracted by something else.” Christian looked over at Angel, who was now sitting up on the seat.

“Mmm, I imagine the distraction has something to do with the wet slick I saw on the hood as I walked in here.” Daniel shook his head and laughed, “At least you two are getting along, so that’s the main thing.” He glanced back at Christian, who nodded, indicating everything between he and Angel was fine.

Angel waved at Daniel and laughed. Christian saw him bend down and pick something up of the floor before moving to the bench seat to sit next to Angel.

“Are these yours?” Daniel held up the panties that Christian had ripped off her.

“I believe they are.” Angel went to take them back from Daniel, but he threw them away before she could grab them off him.

“You don’t need them.”

“Okay.” Angel agreed.

Christian wiped his hands on a rag and leant back against the workbench, paying close attention to the amusing interaction between Daniel and Angel. Angel moved closer to Daniel and kissed him. As he returned her affection, Angel raised her skirt and straddled his lap.

“You smell like you’ve just been fucked, my Angel, and given the dirty fingerprints on various parts of your body, I’d say it was Christian that was the culprit.”

Angel nodded and started to kiss Daniel again. He slipped his hand in between her legs. She was dripping wet. Even her inner thighs were sticky from cum and pussy juices. As he gently pressed her clit, he felt her tremble and let out a deep moan. Her pussy was still hot from the fucking it had received, and even the gentlest rolling of his finger on the hard bead of pleasure had her coming once more. Daniel pushed her off his lap, watching as she lay back down on the bench seat, her legs spread wide. Daniel’s cock flinched and increased in stiffness beneath his jeans as he eyed Angel’s cunt, still wet and open from Christian’s penetration. Daniel continued to rub her clit and watch her open hole clench as she began to come. Daniel increased the ferocity of strokes on her clit watching the next orgasm grip her and hearing her moan her release. God, she was so sexy as she writhed beneath his playful fingers. Once again he adjusted the force of his fingers against the hardened bundle of nerves, pressing down harder and rubbing it rapidly from side to side, Angel let out a loud scream as a large gush of fluid squirted from inside her, coating the seat and the leg of Daniel’s jeans. Angel was left gasping for breath as Daniel withdrew his hand, lent down and gave her pussy a quick firm lick.

“Yep, very freshly fucked.” He laughed as he sat up leaning against the back of the seat.

Daniel could see Christian was amused as he watched them while he munched on one of the burgers Daniel had brought back from the shops. He tossed a burger over to Daniel. Angel’s movement drew Daniels attention. She closed her legs and rolled onto on her side. Her butt cheeks were red from being spanked. Daniel placed his hand over one of the red marks on her bottom.

“Still has some heat in it.” He addressed his comment to Christian. “You really did get quite distracted, didn’t you?”

Daniel grabbed Angel by the hand and pulled her into a sitting position before handing her the burger Christian had thrown him. Christian moved a large, plastic crate next to the others and sat down, bringing with him another burger for Daniel, the cold drinks, and a large box of hot chips.

“So this is what guys do in their sheds”—Angel stared at her burger—“pretend to build cars while they actually fuck women senseless and eat junk food.”

“That’s it, you got it in one.” Christian laughed.

“And your fucking escapade isn’t over yet, my Angel. Once you’ve eaten and had something to drink, then you will have me to contend with.” Daniel felt his cock throb in anticipation as he spoke. He saw Angel look down at the hard bulge in the front of Daniel’s jeans. A mischievous expression filled her face as she opened one of the bottles of water and took a drink.

“Would you believe me if I said I wasn’t that hungry?” she asked cheekily.

“Eat,” Daniel replied firmly, “because once I start with you, I won’t be giving you a break for hours.”

“God, I love men and their sheds.” Angel laughed.

Chapter Fifteen

Angel groaned as she rolled over. Her body ached. She flinched as her well-used pussy pulsed at the movement. Her arse cheek felt sore, her nipples were tender, and Angel smiled relishing every little twinge and ache. The reminders of yesterday’s fun would remain with her for a while yet.

Angel’s sore body had woken up in her new favourite place, nestled between Christian and Daniel. She stared around Christian’s room, which was distinctly different to Daniels. Like his attitude, the room was more casual, lacking the neatness of Daniel’s. The room wasn’t cluttered, but it certainly lacked a little order. A pile of books sat next to a small set of shelves rather than on it, washing Angel had folded a few days beforehand was still sitting on the chair where she had placed it, and CDs were out of their cases near his small stereo. He had an odd assortment of manscaping products on his dresser, mingling with his watch and a few other men’s jewellery pieces.