Bondi Beach Boys (7 page)

He wrapped his arms around her, his hands traveling over her back and down to cup her arse. The change of angle and speed ramped up the race to the finish line. But Nate didn’t want it to end yet; he needed Sam to be with them. Looking over her shoulder, he caught his friend’s gaze. They didn’t need words. Sam knew what he wanted, what he needed. With his hands splayed over Piper’s arse, Nate held her still while he drove his cock up into her over and over. Sam moved out of sight and the scrape of a drawer opening echoed in the room.

His thrusts slowed, long and deep, as he altered the ride of her pussy along his shaft to maximize her pleasure without sending her over the edge. She lowered her head to his shoulder, her lips playing with the side of his neck. Sam moved back between Nate’s outstretched legs, and Nate felt his fingers, cold with lube, brush against his balls as he began to work a finger over Piper’s anus. Her body clutched at his, her inner muscles clamping down at Sam’s invasion.

“Relax.” He kissed her temple. “Let Sam in, Piper.”

“Oh God.” Her breathless cry followed Sam’s push forward.

“Breathe deep, baby, let it out, and relax.” He tried to soothe her as he held her still, his cock buried inside her. “It’ll feel great after the initial sting, Piper, I promise.”

He could feel Sam slowly pushing as she breathed out. Her body opened, and Nate felt his friend’s finger press into his shaft through the thin membrane separating her two channels. They began to move, short, gentle strokes in and out of her body. Sam’s other hand slipped between them to play with her clit and Piper melted, her body giving way and allowing them to probe deeper, harder, faster. In no time, she began driving her hips back into them. Nate concentrated on keeping his control. Sweat dripped down the side of his face and his muscles strained for release.

Piper moaned and threw her head back as Sam pushed a second finger into her tight passage. The glide of Piper’s soft flesh and Sam’s hard fingers on his cock nearly set him off, but he clenched his jaw and tried to think of anything except the sensations flowing through him. She bit her lower lip, her white teeth sinking into the plump red curve. Nate surged up, locked his lips to hers, and took her mouth like he wanted to take her cunt. Hard and fast he probed inside with his tongue. He wasn’t sure how he kept the rhythm of his thrusts even and slow but he did.

“Oh God, that feels…” she panted into his mouth.

“It’s good, right?” He licked her lips, her teeth. “Imagine how good it’ll feel when it’s Sam’s cock in your arse, Piper.”

She shuddered and her pussy walls fluttered along his length.

“You want to feel Sam fuck your arse, don’t you, Piper?”

“Ooh…” Her hips bucked, drove her pussy back hard on to both of them.

“I want more than anything to be your first, Piper.” Nate pressed his mouth to hers. “But I can’t give you what you need your first time. I can’t go slow. Can’t make it good for you. Sam’s thicker than me, but he’ll go easy, I won’t.
Can’t
. After he’s fucked you and made you ready, it’ll be my turn. I’ll thrust into your gorgeous arse and fuck you hard. I want you too much to be gentle, Piper.”

She moaned, nipped at his mouth, his chin, his jaw.

“Will you let Sam fuck you? Let him fill your tight hole while I’m buried in your cunt?”

“Ooh…”

Sam had three fingers in her arse now, Nate could feel them cupping him inside her, the combination rapidly driving him insane. “Yes or no, Piper. We need to hear you say it.” He wouldn’t last much longer; they needed to know now.

Her hands curled around his biceps, her short nails digging into his skin. “Yes, God yes.”

How could a man telling her he couldn’t be the first to fuck her arse because he couldn’t make it good for her be the sweetest thing any guy had ever said to her? She stared into Nate’s eyes, saw the truth of his words in the dark depths, and knew this was more than just fucking her. The way he looked at her, looked right inside her. A shiver rippled in her belly. This wasn’t meant to be more. They were just supposed to give each other pleasure, a mutual enjoyment of a fantasy without any strings. Piper’s chest tightened as the first knots pulled together. Closing her eyes, she tried to block out everything but the sensations bombarding her body.

She could feel Sam crowding behind her, the head of his cock pressing against her newly stretched opening. Nate’s arms came around her, and he tucked her against his chest as Sam began to push in. Her muscles clenched, the burn already greater than when his fingers had been inside her. He pressed farther and she tensed more.

“Relax.” Nate’s fingers caressed her back. “Breath deep, let it out slow, bear down when you do.”

Oh God!
“It burns, I can’t…”

“It’s alright, Piper, just relax, breathe. I’m not moving any further. Not until you’re ready,” Sam whispered in her ear. He leaned over her, his arms straight, the muscles staining as they held up his weight, held still while waiting for her to adjust to the new experience.

Cocooned by them, by their heat, by their concern, Piper felt more cherished than she ever had in her life. Her family’s love had smothered her, but these two men, virtual strangers, made her feel secure, safe to be who she was, take what she wanted. She’d made a huge miscalculation when agreeing to have sex with them. They’d said no strings, but Piper suddenly found herself bound to them in a way she could never undo.

Her body was one big flame. The burn in her arse expanded to engulf her. It didn’t hurt like she’d expected. Once the bulbous head of Sam’s cock had slipped past the ring of muscle at her opening, she’d breathed easier and he’d slid right in up to his balls. She could feel his sac pressing into her, bumping against Nate’s. Nerve endings never before stimulated burst to life, sending foreign sensations off in every direction.

No one moved for a heartbeat, the enormity of the moment not lost on any of them. Nate broke the stillness, pulling out until just the head of his cock remained inside her. Then he pushed back in and Sam retreated. Slowly. In and out. Out and in. A shudder racked her, a groan tearing from her throat. It wasn’t pleasure that sliced through her, not the kind she’d ever experienced, but it wasn’t pain either. Each thrust ricocheted through her torso, and Sam’s cock filling her back passage made her feel full to the point of exploding.

They drove into her, pulled out of her, dragging across sensitized tissues with devastating results. Her whole body buzzed like a live wire. The fine hairs on her arms stood on end and goose bumps cover her from head to toe. Each push in tangled with a pull out in a confusing collision Piper had no idea how to deal with. She couldn’t move, couldn’t join their rhythm because they were contradictory. All she could do was lay pinned between them and enjoy the ride.

The sharp sting of pain had long gone, but the burn of stretched muscles remained, adding a bite to the pleasure coursing through her blood, zapping over her nerves. Sam slid his hands between her and Nate to cup her breasts, pinch her nipples. Nate’s fingers burrowed under her thigh and zeroed in on her clit. She rocked between them as they continued to pump into her. Heat blazed, starting in her clit and vibrating out until it hit her core and detonated in a fireball of piercing pleasure.

Piper’s body bucked, every muscle clamping down, trapping both men inside her. For one second neither could move in or out, but then the wave rolled over and they surged in together. She screamed, the sound flung from her body on a breath of fire. Every inch of her was incinerated in a blinding orgasm. Sam squeezed her breasts hard and drove into her arse like never before. He froze, buried to his balls, and warmth pooled around his invading cock. Nate jerked under her, his length darting in and out as he too lost the fight and came with a grunt.

Heat bathed her lower belly as they emptied their bodies into hers. She wanted that warmth to spread, wanted it to seep inside her until it became part of her. The thought scared her. Piper was far from stupid and knew going without protection could mean all kinds of complications, but she wanted to do it anyway. Sam inched his way out of her, the slide of his deflating cock sending aftershocks through her arse. As he finally pulled free and her muscles shrank back, a mild ache filled the void he’d left inside her. She groaned with the unfamiliar discomfort.

“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you?” Sam kissed her shoulder, her cheek. “Stay there and let me get a cloth to clean you up.”

She tried to lift off Nate, but his arms tightened around her.

“Uh-uh. Stay right where you are until Sam gets back.”

Piper relaxed against Nate’s chest. His heart beat beneath her ear, and the rhythm and her body’s exhaustion lulled her into a light sleep. The swipe of a warm cloth between her legs jerked her awake fully. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder to see Sam cleaning her with a washcloth. A towel sat on the bed beside him and he dried her carefully after wiping clean every square inch of her pussy, arse, and thighs. Nate’s cock was no longer inside her and she had no idea when he’d slipped free.

Sam bent forward, bringing his face close to her groin. She tried to close her legs but he held her open and continued his perusal. Squirming, Piper buried her face in Nate’s neck to hide her embarrassment.

“Is she okay?”

Nate’s words had her head snapping up, her gaze darting back to look at Sam.

“A little red in places.” He brushed a finger over her anus and she flinched.

“Sore, baby?” Nate asked.

She shook her head. “No. Not really.” Sam grazed her puckered hole again and no matter how much she tried she couldn’t stop herself from wincing. “A little sensitive, that’s all.”

“Maybe we should run the tub?”

“No, I’m fine.” Piper covered her mouth as a yawn broke free. “Just need to rest for a bit and then I’ll leave.” Her final words slurred as sleep took hold.

“Leave? I don’t think so. You’re staying right here with us.” Sam patted her arse.

“Nope, no leaving now.” Nate’s hand massaged the muscles in her neck.

Piper barely had enough energy to breathe, never mind comment, so she gave in to the drowsiness creeping in.

Sam held Piper in his arms while Nate went to clean up. She slept peacefully against him, her warm breath ruffling the hairs on his chest. The soft snores whistling over her slightly parted lips made him smile and hold her tighter. They were in deep. No strings? Bullshit. There were plenty of them. Enough to cover a string quartet for life. Signing, he closed his eyes and tried to think about what to do next.

He couldn’t let her go, and he figured Nate would feel the same way. Sam had seen the look in his friend’s eyes when they’d taken her together. No matter how much either of them protested otherwise, Piper had gotten way under their skin. The question was had they managed to burrow under hers? And even if they had, would any sane woman agree to have a relationship with two men?

The bed dipped as Nate crawled up next to him. He brought the blanket with him and flipped it over Piper before moving in beside them. Sam opened his eyes and turned his head to find Nate staring at him.

“We’re fucked, aren’t we?”

Nate’s question brought images of what they’d just done with Piper to mind, but Sam knew that wasn’t what his friend referred to.

Another sigh left his chest. “Yeah.” He smoothed his hand down her spine but his touch didn’t disturb her. “Especially if she wants those no strings we talked about.”

“Jesus.” Nate moved closer and curled his back along Piper’s so they cradled her between them. “So what do we do?”

“Fucked if I know. This isn’t anything like I expected.”

“That makes two of us.”

“Three.”

They both stilled at the sound of Piper’s sleepy voice.

“You’re awake?”

“Just.”

She didn’t move, and her breathing remained long and even. If Sam hadn’t been able to feel her heart beat increase against his chest, he would have thought she was talking in her sleep.

“Can we sleep on it? I don’t want to miss this conversation and I’m so tired.” Her lips brushed his chest as she yawned. “You guys sure know how to wear a girl out.”

Sam laughed. “I’m not exactly full of energy right now.” He patted her butt. “I think it’s you that’s worn me out.”

“Good.” She yawned again. “Go to sleep then.”

“If we go to sleep, do you promise to be here in the morning?” Nate asked.

“As much as I’d like to run far away right now, I won’t.”

Nate kissed the top of her head. “I’m taking you at your word, but if you break it, I’ll hunt you down and drag you back.”

Sam felt Piper’s lips curve against his chest. “Nathan the Neanderthal.”

“Where you’re concerned, yes.”

“Sleep.”

“Are you comfortable?” Sam asked.

“Mmm.” She snuggled in closer.

Nate rolled over onto his belly and draped an arm over Piper’s back, his fingers brushing Sam’s nipple. He shuddered, the small nub still sensitive after their earlier activities. Glancing at Nate, he wondered just how they’d make this work. Not that he knew if Piper would give them a chance, but Sam couldn’t help the hope building inside him. Hope that they’d found the missing piece that made everything else fit.

One thing Sam did know for sure was that she made everything else slot into place, and for the first time in over five years, he thought he understood what flowed between him and Nate. He loved him. As a friend, as a business partner, as a lover. And now, with Piper in the equation, he loved Nate as the man who would love her equally. Jesus. What the hell was he thinking? He couldn’t be talking love and Piper. They hardly knew her; they knew nothing about her past. And if they were to have a future, they needed to know everything.

“Sam?” Her sleepy voice broke into his thoughts.

“Yeah,” he murmured, mindful of Nate snoring next to them.

“Go to sleep. I can hear your mind ticking from here.”

He smiled, kissed her forehead, and settled back on the pillow. “Night, Piper.”

“Night, Sam.”

Nate lay on his side, his head propped on his hand, and watched the woman next to him sleeping. The sun just peeked over the horizon, and the golden rays filled the room with a glow that sparkled along Piper’s creamy skin. She wasn’t pale, but she wasn’t tanned like Sam or dark like him. He trailed his fingertips down her arm and admired the contrast of his darker skin against her paler tone.

“You’ll stare holes in me if you’re not careful.”

He glanced up at her face and found her watching him. “Morning.”

She smiled. “Morning.”

“Sleep well?”

“Like a baby.” She looked over her shoulder. “Where’s Sam?”

“He ducked downstairs to put the coffee on. We’ll get nothing sensible out of him until he’s had at least three cups.”

“Should we get up and join him?”

“No, he’ll be back in a minute with his first cup.” He pushed the sheet covering her a little lower until one smooth creamy swell of breast was revealed, and he itched to lean over and kiss it. “Unless you want a cup too.”

“No, but I do want to use the bathroom.” She smiled sheepishly and her cheeks turned pink.

“It’s through that door there.” He indicated the door behind him.

“Umm…” Her tongue poked out to lick her bottom lip and Nate groaned at the sight. “I don’t have any clothes on.”

“I know.”

Silence followed his comment—a void in which Piper squirmed beneath the covers.

“Well I can’t go wandering around naked!”

“Sure you can. No one can see you. We face the ocean.”

“You can see me.”

“Baby, I’ve seen every inch of you already. You don’t have to hide from me.”

“B-but—”

“Piper, even if you put clothes on, I’m going to tear them off the second you get back.”

“Oh.”

Before she could stop him, Nate grabbed the covers and threw them off the bed, leaving her laying there in all her naked glory. With a squeal, she rolled off the side of the mattress and darted across the room. He watched her perfect arse until she closed the door behind her, hiding all that luscious flesh from view. Damn. The minute she got back he was going to bend her over and fuck that arse of hers liked he’d promised last night.

“Where’s Piper?” Sam walked in carrying a tray he placed on the dresser.

“What the hell have you got there?”

“Coffee.”

“I don’t want coffee.”

“From the look of it you want Piper.” Sam flashed his trademark grin, and Nate frowned.