An Education for Amy [Men of Kinsey 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (5 page)

Jordon was the one to brave the continuing shower of books to get to her. Placing his shoulder against her stomach, he lifted her over his shoulder. Laughing he said, “Hold on there, my little warrior. What has got your knickers twisted now?”

“Damn you, Jordon, put me down. I’m not a sack of potatoes that you can just haul over your shoulder whenever the mood hits!” She continued to shout obscenities at them.

“As soon as you settle down a bit, I’ll put you down. And trust me, baby girl,” he said, rubbing his hand back and forth over her upturned ass, “you feel nothing like a sack of spuds. You’re all soft and warm with curves in all the right places.”

Taking as deep a breath as she could, seeing as though he was crushing her lungs, Amy calmed herself.

“I’m all right now, Jordon, sir. You can put me down.”

“You’re not gonna throw any more books at us?” he asked, his fingers lightly tracing a path up the inside of her thigh and over her butt.

“I promise, sir.”

He set her down on the floor next to the bed. Amy stood there, her head down, shaking it back and forth and mumbling something about stubborn men and wonderful books.

Looking up at them, she had tears in her eyes again. God, she felt like such a cry baby around these three.

“Why? I’ll never be able to pay you back for buying all these books. And just because you bought them doesn’t mean I can stay here. You know how I feel about putting you all in the middle. Why would you do this? How did you do this?”

Adam stepped forward and lifted her in his arms without saying a word. Placing her in the middle of the bed, he crawled up to the headboard, propping some pillows on it. He leaned back and pulled her against him.

“Look around, little bit, and tell me what you see,” Adam said.

* * * *

Amy looked around and started to notice that there were many things that she’d missed. Not only was the bookcase full of her favorite books, but there was also a brick fireplace with four overstuffed chairs in front of it. She remembered mentioning something in a passing conversation about a dream house she had wanted. She’d told them how one of the things she wanted in the house was a floor-to-ceiling stone fireplace in her bedroom with two really comfy chairs so that she could curl up on one to read her books. But it had been a minor conversation weeks ago. She was stunned that they even remembered it, let alone built a room with everything she’d dreamed of.

When Ethan and Jordon climbed onto the bed, Amy finally noticed that all three men were dressed only in their jeans. Somewhere during all the commotion, they’d managed to remove their shoes, socks, and shirts. Their chests were magnificent. Strong and broad, and none of them seemed to have any chest hair. Adam was the largest of the three brothers, not only in height, by only an inch or so, but also in shoulder width. He was built like a man who had worked most of his life doing hard, physical labor. None of their muscles were made in a gym.

Ethan and Jordon weren’t as big and bulky as Adam, but they still sported huge muscles and gorgeous bodies.

Utterly unconscious of the fact that she had been licking her lips and staring, it wasn’t until Ethan’s deep laugh broke through her lust-fogged brain that she realized what she had been doing.

“Well shit, it’s not like you don’t know you’re all gorgeous male specimens. I may not be in your league, but I can look.” She smiled shyly climbing up onto the bed.

Ethan quickly grabbed her chin between his thumb and forefinger and jerked her head to face him. “Why do you keep saying that? That you’re not in our league. What does that mean?”

“It means that the three of you can have your pick of any submissive at the club or any woman, period. You’re not only handsome but, from the looks of it, extremely well-off, and every sub is dying to do a scene with you, sir.”

Ethan snarled right before he brought his mouth down on hers, hard. Forcing her lips open to his invasion. His hand gripped the side of her neck to hold her in place as he continued on with his demanding kiss. Finally breaking away, Amy gulped for air, her body on fire from just the taste of him. Adam’s hand, which had been resting on her stomach, now moved up to cup her breasts, eliciting a loud moan from her when he pinched her nipples and then let Jordon soothe them with his tongue.

Ethan pulled off her skirt and panties in one yank, bringing her naked pussy into full view.

“Angel, we are going to show you that you are our woman and that none other can compare to you. You will submit to us in the bedroom and the club and stand beside us any other time. You will trust us to protect you and care for you and to punish you when needed. After this week, you
will
know who you belong to, and in turn, you will also learn just how much we belong to you.”

* * * *

Moving between her legs, Ethan slowly spread them wider as he nudged his shoulders between them. Lowering his head while still looking into her eyes, he took a long, slow swipe through her wet folds with his tongue.

“God, Ethan, please don’t stop,” she cried out, trying desperately to lift her hips to his mouth. But Ethan held her hips firmly in place and, again, slowly licked her dripping pussy.

“Mmm, baby girl, you taste delicious. However, you’ve been very naughty tonight, haven’t you? Throwing books at us is not good behavior, now is it?” He smiled up at her. Ethan’s eyes darkened further as he watched his brothers’ immerse themselves in the rest of her. Jordon continued relentlessly at her breasts, gently nipping at her hardened nipples and then soothing them with his mouth as Adam kissed up and down the side of her neck, lifting her head up while still holding her arms in place.

Bit by bit, Ethan replaced his tongue with his fingers, pushing first one and then two inside of her already soaking wet pussy. Amy’s back arched when he found that little rough spot inside and ran his fingers over it as his thumb caressed her clit. He could see she wanted a quick release but knew she wasn’t getting one. Tonight they needed her to start seeing just how much they loved her and needed her submission. As strong as she had become, Jasper’s abuse had taken a toll on her. His demeaning words had affected her even more than she realized, and Ethan and his brothers were going to have to break through the barrier that she’d built around her heart. He wanted all of her. Not just her body, he wanted her heart and soul. Their little sub didn’t realize yet the power she held over them, but she would by the end of this week.

“Please…” she begged.

“Please what, little bit…” Adam whispered in her ear. “Do you want to come, baby?”

“Yes, please let me come, sir,” Amy panted desperately, pulling at her arms, trying to get Adam to release her so she could finish the job herself.

“Oh no, sugar.” Ethan grinned up at her. “You need to understand that here, in our room, your body is ours to pleasure, ours to do with as we please. We can even deny you if we choose.”

Suddenly, they all stopped what they were doing and just looked at her.

“Get back there, you bastard…” she yelled.

“Ah ah ah, you’ve earned this punishment, little one. Next time you want to throw something at us, you’ll remember that we can keep you on edge for hours, never giving you release, always keeping you on the edge.

“If you let my arms go, then I can finish myself off.” She struggled harder against Adam’s hold on her.

“You’re not allowed to pleasure yourself anymore. Going without an orgasm will show you that we mean what we say about controlling your body.”

“But it’s not fair, sir,” she whined.

“It’s not supposed to be,” Ethan said, crawling up to lay beside her. “You don’t believe us when we tell you how we feel. You throw books at us when all we wanted to do was make our room into a sanctuary for you, and you continue to deny us our right to protect you.” He ran his hand over her stomach and played with her belly button piercing.

* * * *

Jordon stood beside the bed and removed his jeans. He was in agony, his cock so hard he could break cement with it. He looked down at the woman who lay in their bed and watched the play of emotions across her face as she followed his hand stroking along his length.

“Do you like what you see, baby? We all want to fuck you so bad that it hurts, so we are denying not only you but ourselves tonight because of your temper tantrum earlier. We’ve all had a long day, so I think we should get some rest.” He lifted her off the bed so he could pull the covers down. Once Adam had crawled back into bed, he laid Amy down in the middle and crawled in behind her while Ethan crawled in beside Adam, grumbling, “I get to cuddle with her tomorrow night.”

Pulling her back against him, Jordon cuddled up behind her, the evidence of his desire for her pressing into her butt. Adam’s need showed just as clearly as he pulled her leg up and over his hip.

“Sleep, baby girl, you’re gonna need all your strength over the next few days. We’ll have a chance to talk more tomorrow.” Smiling to himself, Jordon kissed her shoulder and tried not to think about the raging hard-on between his legs.

About ten minutes later, and in almost a whispered tone, as if to check to see if they were already asleep, Amy asked, “I thought you said this was my room?” Jordon opened his eyes and gently stroked his thumb over her lips.

“This is your room, little one. The one you’ll share with us from now on. No more sleeping alone. We brought you here for your protection and to show you how good we can be together, so from this night forward, you’ll be in our bed.”

Amy awoke with an odd feeling of belonging. She hadn’t slept very well because she hadn’t been able to shut her brain off. And because the three men, now missing from the bed, had made her so horny beforehand that it drove her nuts.

The smell of coffee wafted through the air, and within minutes, the bedroom door opened and Adam strolled in carrying a very large mug.

“Morning, baby, I knew you’d smell the coffee, so I brought you up a cup. No need to rush out of bed.” He smiled, placing the mug on the bedside table before crawling into bed with her.

Leaning over her, she could see the strain on his face from lack of sleep and their denial of her last night. Maybe she could get him to give her a little bit of loving this morning.

“Adam, sir,” she purred against his ear, “I need you.”

“Damn it, sugar, I need you, too, but I’m not going to give into you this morning. Now, give me a kiss, drink your coffee, and shower and dress. We’ll be waiting for you in the kitchen so that we can all talk.” With that said, he pushed his hand into her hair and pulled her closer for a kiss.

Amy felt like a petulant child, so she wouldn’t let Adam’s playful tongue inside. She loved listening to the deep moans that came from his chest from his frustration. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she finally opened for him as she threw her leg over his hip, trying to rub her aching pussy against his jeans. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her and rotated her hips along its length.

Laughing against her lips, Adam pulled away. “And no touching yourself either, baby girl. You’re being punished for your behavior yesterday. If you get yourself off, we’ll know it and the punishment will be worse. Promise me, Amy!”

Flopping back on the bed pouting, Amy said, “I promise,” and Adam left the room, leaving Amy bereft and needy.

Pouting didn’t seem to do the trick, and lying in bed was only making it worse because lying in the huge bed all by herself only solidified how much she wanted them there with her. Rising from the bed she walked into the bathroom and grabbed a quick shower.

* * * *

Jordon was first to notice her when she came into the kitchen. Fresh from her shower, she was wearing the robe he’d left hanging on the back of the bathroom door.

“I hope you don’t mind that I borrowed one of your robes, but my clothes seemed to have disappeared,” she said quietly.

Walking to the table, she was surprised when an arm wrapped around her and she was pulled onto Ethan’s lap.

“Where’s my kiss good morning, little bit? I hear you gave Adam quite the morning wake up kiss.” He smiled down at her as she turned to bring her lips closer to his. There was no use fighting the attraction between all of them. After everything was over and done, when they all walked away from her, at least she would have some wonderful memories to hold on to.

“Hey, where’d you go, sweetheart? It wasn’t a happy place from the look on your face. I don’t like seeing you unhappy, baby girl. So let me make you feel good and chase away all the bad memories.” He brought his mouth down onto hers in a light kiss. Nipping at her lower lip, he chuckled when she tried to deepen it.

“You haven’t given Jordon his good morning kiss yet either, little bit. He’s the one that has had the least amount of time with you, and I think he’s starting to get grumpy.”

“Well, we can’t have Master Jordon being grumpy now can we?” Amy smiled coyly as she stood and walked toward Jordon. Wrapping one arm around his waist and the other around his neck so she could pull him down to her, she bit at his lip and then soothed it with her tongue before saying, “Good morning, Master Jordon.” She kissed him with everything she had. Jordon’s arms went around her, gripping her ass as he raised her up to his level. Amy wrapped her legs around his waist not caring that the robe had parted and fallen down one shoulder. She only cared about the feel of this incredible man’s lips on hers. Jordon finally broke off the kiss, groaning loudly, his chest rising quickly, trying to catch his breath.