Intimate Illusions [The Callens 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (21 page)

Max seemed to be content for Ian to start the seduction, but the moment she groaned, he latched onto her wet pussy.

“Oh, my God.” It has been too long since she’d experienced the carnal lust swirling through her, and she missed this so much.

She wanted to scoot down for more contact, but the ropes prevented her from moving. The lack of control heightened the excitement but frustrated her at the same time. She’d not had the men in her arms for weeks, and she wanted to touch and taste their skin. For now, she’d enjoy the bliss of their lovemaking.

Max’s tongue expertly circled her clit before licking the rest of her needy cunt. The rough texture intensified the pricks of joy racing through her. Placing a palm on her belly, he threaded a finger into her pussy. She squeezed shut her eyes as the shards of ecstasy ran rampant inside her. Rolling spasms raced down her channel as he flicked her inner walls.

“I
need
your cock.” It was so much more than just wanting them.

His answer to her comment was to press two fingers into her, but that only added to her desperation. He scissored his fingers inside her, forcing her juices to flow. The air became redolent with her own feral scent. They had to know she was ready for them.

Ian probably thought she needed to be distracted because he stopped playing with her tits, crawled up to her face, and kissed her. At first the kiss came out hard and demanding, but once she opened up her mouth, he softened his touch. She nipped his tongue. When he drew back a bit, she bit his bottom lip.

“You want to play, do you?” He laughed and dove back in for more nipping and kissing and teasing.

She was so involved in what Ian was doing that she only moaned a little when Max halted his finger exploration.

“Move,” Max commanded to Ian.

Ian got out of the way just as Max rose up and hovered over her. He took her mouth as if it would be his last kiss and teased her pussy with his cock.

“I want to test if you’re ready.” He grinned then pressed his cock into her about two inches.

“I am.”

One full thrust impaled her. The glory of his cock rang through her. An inferno of desire blasted her so hard, she lost her breath.

Max withdrew and leaned back on his haunches. “Not nearly wet enough.”

“Oh, my God, I’m sopping wet.”

“Ian, untie her. I need her on her hands and knees.”

Max undid her legs, and Ian took care of her hands. When she brought her arms down, they tingled. Both men helped her get into position. Her pussy throbbed from the brief encounter.

“You’re a cruel man, Max Callen. I thought you liked my pussy.”

“You have no idea, but I’ve leaving that channel for Ian. I want to try out your delicious ass.”

“Oooh. Promises, promises.” He’d probably go halfway in again then desert her.

He chuckled and got off the bed. From inside the side drawer, he pulled a jar that she suspected was lube. When he took off the lid, the aroma of cherries filled the air. Also from the drawer, he withdrew what looked like a condom package. When he ripped it open, he slipped latex over his finger. He gathered a bunch of lube and climbed back behind her. She didn’t jump this time when he dragged the gooey substance over her rear hole.

“Remember not to clench.”

“I’ll try,” With the way she was so needy, she wasn’t sure she had any control left.

When Max’s finger pushed past the tight ring, she exhaled to urge him deeper. With his other hand, he pressed her clit and flicked it back and forth. The combination cancelled her ability to hold off her climax. The orgasm swept over her so fast that her arms buckled, and she landed on her elbows.

Ian wrapped an arm around her middle. “Easy there.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. That’s just the first climax. Our goal is several more.”

She’d never had more than one, but she wasn’t going to tell them that. “Okay.”

Max worked both her pussy and her ass until her muscles relaxed. She knew she was now ready for the amazing experience.

Max removed his finger, tore off the tiny cot, and tossed it on the hardwood floor. His cock replaced his finger at her rear entrance. Probably because Ian knew what was about to occur, he reached in and pressed her nipple with his thumb and forefinger. When he tightened his hold, electric shocks spread over her chest and delicious rapture filled her. Her mind ceased to catalogue everything that was happening.

Max’s cock pressed into her anus and stretched her wider than she thought possible. He soothed her ass cheeks as he slowly made his way into her. Making tiny ins and outs, his progress was slow but steady. He leaned over and kissed her neck.

“You’re doing so well. I’m in heaven.”

Those words delighted her. As soon as Max leaned back, Ian leaned in and ran a tongue along her earlobe. He rubbed her breasts and kissed her neck. His soothing murmurings helped make Max’s small thrusts easier.

Once Max’s balls touched her pussy, she knew he was fully seated. It was only when he withdrew a bit that all hell broke loose. Nerve endings exploded with joy. Never had she expected such new wonder from having his cock in her ass.

His hands cupped her shoulders. “I want you to sit back on your heels.”

As soon as her mind comprehended the command, she did as he asked. However, changing the angle of his cock caused a whole new world to open up. Max dragged her back farther until she had to support herself with her hands.

“Easy there. We need to give Ian access to your glorious pussy.”

Only then did she realize how this was going to work. Instead of Ian fucking her right away, he crawled on his belly.

“I’ve been waiting to drink in your honey for weeks.”

“I’m not sure I can take it.”

“Come as many times as you want, sugar. It’s why we’re here.”

She blanked her mind and concentrated on what Ian was about to do. Max held still while Ian took over the seduction. He pried open her pussy lips with his thumbs and licked hard and fast.

His groan came from deep within his chest. “I love how you taste.”

His words were a balm to her aching heart. “I love when you lick me.”

Max ran his hands over her temples and lightly brushed the hair from her face. His tender touch excited her almost as much as what Ian was doing.

Then Ian pressed three fingers into her pussy, and she forgot about her previous thoughts.

“That’s intense.”

When he added his tongue to the mix, she let out a giant groan. Heat seared her, and a wave of lust slammed into her. A second climax claimed her, as violent as the first. Her eyes glazed over, and she bunched the sheets.

Ian pulled away and grinned. “Now for number three.”

How she desired his cock after that orgasm she didn’t know, but she did. Ian knelt on one knee, pulled on a condom, and aimed his rigid dick right at her opening.

“You ready to experience double lovin’?”

“Yes.”

Ian had gotten in about one inch when she realized what having two cocks inside her meant. She opened her mouth to let in more air when Ian stopped.

“Breathe, sugar. Get used to how much I want to love you.”

As she inhaled, Max lifted her hips and held on tight. He leaned closer to her ear. “Let me fuck your sweet ass, darlin’ while Ian pummels your pussy.”

His dirty words reignited the flames inside. Max eased in and out while Ian held still, probably waiting for her to stretch enough to have two cocks inside her. She attempted to push her hips backward, but Max’s tight hold prevented her. When Ian leaned over and kissed her forehead and then her lips, she knew this was where she wanted to be for the rest of her life.

Ian leaned close. “Always know that I’ll never want another.”

As soon as the words soaked in and the happiness spread into her heart, he pressed his hips forward. That movement coincided with Max going as far down her dark channel as he could. The simultaneous event filled her to the max. She’d never experienced anything more rewarding than loving her two men at the same time.

Had her hands not been used to support herself, she would have rubbed them down Ian’s chest or grabbed onto his muscled shoulders for support. Right now, all she could do was experience the amazing joy that bubbled within.

Each of Ian’s thrusts made her pussy wetter. The more excited she became, the more her ass seemed to understand its role. Sparks of lust stabbed right through the thin membrane. Max’s speed increased, and the friction turned her ass into a heated inferno. Chaos rained down on her when Ian matched Max’s speed. Their pumping action caused her pussy to milk Ian’s cock until he groaned.

“You’re killing me,” he said.

Pleased she’d made him more needy, she clamped down not only on Ian’s cock but simultaneously on Max’s, too.

“Fuck, Devonne. Don’t do that or I’ll come.”

She smiled. Ian reached out and rubbed her tit. The callused palms scraped across her engorged nipple, and a torrent of ecstasy grabbed her. Her building climax threatened to release, but she forced herself to delay her satisfaction until she knew her men were about to blow.

Their moans escalated, and her own burgeoning release seemed to be in peril as they thrust harder into her. Ian twisted her nipples and then dove down to her lips. The moment he kissed her, her love exploded. She couldn’t hang on any longer.

She twisted her head to the side to draw in more air. “I’m going to come. Oh, God.”

“We’re right there with you, sugar.”

Ian clasped her arms to keep her steady, and Max moved his fingers up to her waist. As the tsunami-like orgasm descended, her two men let go, too.

Max yelled, and Ian sounded like a wounded animal. Their cocks grew and pulsed. Heat warmed her insides. They kept pumping long after they’d finished climaxing.

“I’m done.” She needed to let them know she’d jumped off the big climactic cliff with them.

They both slowed. Ian opened his eyes. “Oh, sugar. That was the best ever.”

He had to be telling the truth. She couldn’t imagine anything more wonderful than what they’d shared. Ian grunted as he pulled out of her. He helped her sit up so that Max could disengage.

She untangled her legs and dropped back on the bed. Ian managed to get a wet towel and return before too much damage had been done. He cleaned her up.

“I needed that.”

If both of them hadn’t turned her around so that her head was on the pillow, she wouldn’t have been able to move. Every muscle was exhausted. Her pussy and her ass still throbbed, but she’d never been happier.

Three months later

Devonne hurried around the storefront polishing the glass countertops and straightening the earrings on the stand. She couldn’t believe how eager she was about opening a store in Intrigue, Wyoming. Even the grand opening in Los Angeles hadn’t been as exciting to her as this store, and she couldn’t understand why. The quality of merchandise wasn’t as high-end as that in the California store, nor did she carry as many items as there, but the chance to help some women pick out the perfect outfit would be more rewarding here because it meant she’d get to know a lot of the townsfolk.

Too bad there was a foot of snow on the sidewalk and no one had even passed by since she arrived over an hour ago. The snowplow had cleared the streets after five inches had fallen last night, but she was determined not to get discouraged.

Not only had Max and Ian been wonderful about dealing with permits and picking up boxes from the airport, but their older brother, Dustin, had helped with the remodel. Cody, the brother who owned the
Intrigue Sun
also helped by running a lot of free ads about the store. Even though Mrs. C never said anything, Devonne bet she’d talked up the opening to a lot of her friends.

The bell rang, and Ian and Max came in. They stomped their feet on the mat. In their hands was another box.

“I thought all of the inventory had arrived.”

“This isn’t something for sale.”

Ian stepped back and locked the front door. Since store hours didn’t begin for another hour, she didn’t mind.

Max placed the box on the counter. “We came to ask you something.”

From the sparkle in his eyes, this was good news. “Shoot.”

Ian moved up beside Max with a more serious face. He took her hand in his. “Max and I have never been happier since you’ve come into our lives.”

When he looked down at the ground for a second, her stomach flipped. “I can say the same thing.” She prayed there wasn’t a “but” coming even though she had no reason to believe there might be. There was no way there could be a “but” since they’d made wonderfully passionate love every night since the party.

“We’d like you to be part of our life.”

He wasn’t being very specific. Dare she hope they meant marriage? She’d thought and dreamed about tying the knot with these two, but she figured one or both weren’t ready for the commitment. “I thought I was part of your life.”