Redeeming Kyle: 69 Bottles #3 (11 page)

I tremble. Pleasure vibrates through my body once again. “Take it, angel,” he says and I take the bullet from him. “Get yourself off.” I continue working the vibrator against my clit, pleasure spiking again and again. But I am distracted when Talon lies down on his back and Kyle begins lubing himself up.
 

I watch as both my men stroke their cocks, Talon bends his legs, cutting off my view. “Are you sure you want to, like this?” Kyle asks and Talon nods.
 

I stop with the vibrator and reposition myself so that I can see down Talon’s body from above his head and Kyle comes in between his legs, stroking his cock and massaging Talon’s hole. “You ready, big man?” Kyle asks and Talon nods again, his hand stilling on his erection.
 

Kyle lifts Talon’s legs up for easier access and Talon hangs on to them. I watch as his cock bobs up and down with the motion then I see Kyle pressing into Talon, who hisses through his teeth. His own pain and pleasure.
 

Kyle’s thrusts are short and frequent as he lubes his way in. Talon’s arms begin to shake as the pleasure is nearly too much for him to handle. Kyle thrusts inside and Talon groans.
 

I sit up. I have an idea. I straddle Talon’s face. Putting my dripping pussy right on his mouth and he sucks me into him. Milking my clit. I see Kyle is looking down and I follow his eyes. My little pouch is back and Kyle begins thrusting into Talon whose moans are absorbed by my sex.
 

I reposition slightly but Talon never lets up his tongue stroking my clit. I lean forward, putting Talon’s legs under my arms, helping Kyle to hold them up. Talon grunts and cries out when the position changes, but its pure pleasure, not pain. I lean my head down and Kyle takes Talon’s cock, stroking it and then positioning it just right for me to suck it into my mouth.
 

“Argh, fuck, damn it.” I am rewarded with a long sickly sweet shot of pre-cum and I swallow it down. My eyes are open as I watch Kyle’s cock pumping in and out of Talon, spurring me on, and bringing my orgasm to the surface.
 

I continue sucking him like my life depends on it while Kyle pounds into him. Kyle doesn’t stop stroking Talon’s cock in time to my head bobbing. I’m so close, right there, my body locks down on me and Talon’s mouth comes away as he screams out an orgasm unlike anything I’ve ever heard. I suck on him harder and faster as his cock erupts into my mouth. Kyle’s motions slow down, but I notice he hasn’t come yet.
 

I look to him. “Keep sucking him,” he mouths and I do. With each pump down of my mouth, Kyle pumps up. Together we’re working his cock and Talon is shattering beneath us. We both feel his cock twitch and then Kyle starts to move again. “Get her off, big man, and I’ll get you off again,” Kyle says and Talon’s mouth immediately latches on. It doesn’t take long for pleasure to take me once more as Kyle starts pounding out a feverish rhythm in Talon.
 

I suck harder and faster, pushing him closer to climax. Then suddenly I hear the bullet click back on and it’s pressed up against my ass. “Come, baby girl. Let us have it,” Kyle says above me. Talon stiffens, Kyle’s movements falter slightly and I lock down hard. “Give it to her, Talon, make her come,” Kyle orders and the bullet is pushed in just enough to send me flying over the edge at the same time as Talon erupts into my mouth with guttural cries as Kyle pours himself into Talon.

We all slowly untangle ourselves from one another. Talon, though, doesn’t move a whole lot. I can tell that he’s shattered and even more so because he’s gone flaccid. A first for Talon after two orgasms. But I think that first one really got to him.
 

Once I unwind my arms from Talon’s legs, his legs fall to the sides. He’s spent. I lay down next to him. “How you doing, big man?”
 

“Mmmgmdmph.”
 

“I’ll take that as amazing,” I say and he nods. Kyle disappeared into the bathroom to wash up. When he comes back he has a warm washcloth for Talon.
 

“Let me clean you up,” Kyle says and Talon does a half ass job of lifting his hips, but Kyle cleans him up anyway before throwing the washcloth into the hamper. Then Kyle strips out of his boxers and lies on the bed. His cock is still hard and impossible to resist. Leaving Talon to recover, I roll over to take Kyle into my mouth. His hand slides gently into my hair and I look at him. His returning look is full of love and devotion.
 

After only a couple of minutes of sucking he whispers, “Take me. I want to watch you on top of me.”
 

I can’t say no to that and I straddle him. Positioning the head of his cock at my entrance, I slowly slide down, moaning my way to the base of his erection and he closes his eyes. When he opens them they’re darker, hooded and full of lust. I tremble and begin to move on top of him. His hands begin sliding along my calves, up my hips to my pouch. I tremble again when he makes contact and it sends a ripple of happiness through me. I continue riding him as his hands explore my body. When he gets to my breasts he hesitates. “It’s okay,” I murmur as I grind against him. His hands are gentle, touching from the outside in. Fingertips rubbing along my nipples are the perfect mix of pain and pleasure. I cry out. My pace falters. I take his hands from my breasts.
 

“I’m sorry, baby.”
 

“Shh. It’s fine.” I intertwine our fingers and then pin them above his head with my own hands, grinding and pumping on his cock. I brush my nipple over his lips and he opens but doesn’t do anything. “Take it, please,” I moan and his tongue comes out, feather light and I move my nipple against him. “It’s okay, cowboy,” I’m breathing heavily, “take it.”
 

I watch as he takes it into his mouth. My orgasm erupts around his cock. I can see he’s shocked by it because he didn’t know it was coming. Neither did I, but he starts pumping up into me and I moan. “Kyle,” I scream, “oh fuck.” I am so wrapped up in what’s happening between us that I didn’t even notice that Talon got up. He’s behind me, between Kyle’s legs and I feel the cold wet glob against my ass. “Oh god. Yes. Fuck yes.” It’s been so long since they’ve taken me in tandem and I soak it up. Feeling Talon ready me to take him, I pound harder against Kyle.
 

“Easy, baby,” Kyle says and I slow down just as Talon puts the head of his cock against me. I nearly explode once again, but I bite my lip and Kyle releases my breast. The cool air swirling around it causes it to harden even more, pain pulses through me as Talon breaks that barrier, pushing the fattest part of his cock past my tight ring, then he makes quick work of sliding home and I explode around both of them.
 

Neither one of them let up through my orgasm and another one is building hard and fast within me. “Gah, I can’t, too much…Fuck!” I moan and I become suspended between the two of them. My mind floats off as I feel weight and life lifting from my shoulders. Their pounding doesn’t stop, doesn’t let up and I don’t want them to stop. I cry out as the pleasure overcomes me and I explode around them in the most glorious, weightless orgasm I’ve ever felt in my entire life. Being claimed by them means I am theirs, wholly and completely.
 

I collapse onto Kyle’s chest, panting. Talon withdraws first and Kyle, now soft, slides free of my slit. I don’t even realize when Talon leaves and comes back. He has something in his hand and he rubs it onto my lips. I can smell it, it’s sweet, I lick it and he teases me with it. Finally letting me have it. It’s chocolate. “Eat it, baby girl, it will help.”
 

“What happened?” I moan around the chocolate. God, it’s fucking good.
 

“Not entirely sure, but whatever it was, it was amazing. You just let go, your body tuned to ours and you let go,” Kyle says.

“Felt so free of everything, like I was floating.”

“I think you found something referred to as subspace. It’s a term used primarily in the BDSM community. It’s usually a point the sub meets when everything gets let go and she gives herself over to her dominant. Though I don’t know, as if I’ve never heard of it in a vanilla relationship,” Talon ponders.
 

“This isn’t exactly vanilla,” Kyle chuckles.
 

Talon joins him. “You know what I mean,” Talon says with a smile. “Let’s get you cleaned up, angel.”
 

“I need a shower,” I groan. “But I don’t want to move.”
 

Kyle wraps his arms around me, holding me to him and I lay there for some time.
 

The next thing I know, I’m being woken up. “Hi angel.”
 

I’m looking into Talon’s eyes. “Oh god. Why didn’t you move me?” I say to Kyle who’s still under me.
 

“And miss the cuddle time? Never,” he says with a smile. I’m stiff when I sit up and there is a sheen of sweat on my torso.
 

“What time is it?”
 

“It’s time for you to shower while Kyle makes you lunch.” I groan. “You didn’t eat breakfast. I don’t want to hear it.” Talon smiles. “Come on, panda. I have a t-shirt ready for you.”
 

I climb off of Kyle, kissing him before I dismount my man-pillow. My stomach rolls. “Quick,” I say as I reach for the t-shirt. I head for the door, throwing it over my head. I don’t care who sees me naked. I barely get myself covered when I round the corner. Shit, someone’s in the bathroom. Damn it. I race past Mouse on the couch and down the steps. I barely make it off of the bus before I wretch.
 

“Addie,” I hear someone shout. “Shit, get a blanket,” Kyle yells back into the bus. He grabs my hair, pulling it out of the way and I puke again. Within seconds there is a blanket wrapped around me. My grip against the bus begins to slip as I continue retching. Someone wraps his arms around my shoulders, holding me up.
 

After what feels like forever I finally stop puking and switch to heaving. Then after three or four of those, it passes and I feel better. Weak, but better.
 

“Come on, baby girl, let’s get you inside. Dex is out of the bathroom. It’s all yours,” Kyle says while helping me to stand up straighter and I lean into him as he escorts me onto the bus and into the bathroom. Talon is talking to the guys but I can’t make out what they’re saying. Kyle closes the door and removes the blanket from around me and then pulls the hem of my shirt over my head.
 

We switch places and he turns on the shower. “I can do this,” I tell him. “I’m alright now.”
 

“I know, but let me get you started, and then I’ll go make you some food.”
 

“Ugh…”
 

“Hey, I think food helps you stop from losing it. You don’t puke after you’ve eaten. But you haven’t eaten. I’ll keep it light. Chicken soup?” I nod. He kisses my forehead and we switch places again so I can step into the shower. Once I’m situated, Kyle leaves me to it.
 

After my shower I return to the bedroom and chicken soup, saltines and toast. I sit down and eat it all. No wonder I have a pouch. “I feel like a pig,” I grumble as I take the last bite.
 

“Do you want more?” I shake my head at Kyle. He kisses my forehead, collecting my paper dishes. “You’re not a pig, you’re just eating for two. Remember what the book said?” I smile at the memories of Kyle and I reading ‘The Book’ after the Cincy shows while Talon went out with the guys.
 

“I remember, but still, I’ll be hungry again in an hour.”
 

He chuckles softly. “Then I’ll feed you again.” He looks up at the clock. “We need to leave in about forty-five minutes.” I groan at him. “Sorry, love, we didn’t want to wake you, besides, it’s just the doctor.”
 

Forty minutes later I am dressed in a pair of flannel pants. My clothes have always been very form fitting, not a lot of extra room and if this pouch is here to stay, elastic waistbands or unbuttoned pants are going to be my friend for a while. I wasn’t able to fully button up the jeans I was going to wear anyway and these just looked more comfortable. I put a cami on underneath my Nirvana t-shirt. Some things you just can’t change. The outfit looks great, except I’m wearing tennis shoes instead of boots. I know it’s all coming off when I get there.
 

The guys left me alone to dress, so I grab my purse and head up front to meet them. Within five minutes, we’re in a car, on our way. We’re actually in an SUV that they rented versus the car service like they usually get. But given the location, I imagine they want to keep this as discreet as possible. Mills and Tori are in the front seat.
 

My men are on either side of me and I can tell they’re nervous, but I don’t know how to comfort them because I’m nervous too.
 

When we arrive, it’s a small office building and I know we’re going to the second floor.
 

When we enter the office, it looks a lot like Dr. Paige’s back in LA. There is no one in the waiting room except for the receptionist. “Hi Addison,” the receptionist says.