Bondi Beach Boys (8 page)

“And you don’t?”

“Never said that.”

Water ran behind the bathroom door and Sam turned toward it.

“She’s not showering, is she?”

“No, why? Want to wash her back for her?”

“Hell yeah. I woke up from a dream where we had her in the shower, all dripping wet and slippery.” Sam swallowed and the front of his boxers tented over his erection.

Nate groaned. “Jeez, now there’s an image.”

The door opened and Piper stepped out with a towel wrapped around her, the end tucked in between her breasts. Nate growled and jumped off the bed. “What did I tell you about putting clothes on?”

“This is a towel, not clothes, and if Sam’s allowed to cover up, then so am I.” She raised her chin.

“Oh, I can fix that.” Sam shucked his pants. “There. Drop the towel.”

Piper’s mouth opened and her jaw worked, but no words came out. With a huff, she walked toward them, threw the towel aside, and climbed back on the bed. Nate grinned and crawled across the mattress. Sam came around the other side and together they stalked her.

“Now, about that arse fucking I owe you.”

Piper’s hips bucked with the orgasm rolling through her. Nate ate at her pussy like a starving man, lapping at her cream as it poured from her body. Sam stroked and suckled her breasts, pulled at her puckered nipples with his teeth. Hands and mouths worshiped her until she cried for more, begged them to take her—pleaded with them to stop the delicious torture.

Nate thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy and tongued her clit. The plug in her arse no longer burned. Instead it stretched and filled her, sent ribbons of heat through her core. She never would have guessed the pleasure one could get from anal sex. Her first time had been intense, a little pain with the ecstasy, but this time the sensations radiating out from her anus clawed at her insides until she craved something bigger. Piper lost her breath as the last wave of her release crashed over her.

Sam’s mouth left her breast and she whimpered in protest. Limp from her orgasm, they easily turned her over and arranged her to their liking. Nate shoved two pillows under her belly and pulled her to her knees, her arse sticking up in the air, an open invitation. Her eyelids fluttered, their weight almost too heavy to lift. Sam sat in front of her, his legs spread on either side of her body and his cock inches from her mouth. Piper’s mouth watered, and her tongue darted out to lick her lips. She wanted to taste him.

“Suck his cock,” Nate muttered in her ear. “I want to see that sexy mouth stretched wide and Sam’s cock driving deep.”

Her belly clutched. The heat so recently doused instantly flamed to life. Piper pressed back into Nate’s body, her arse cradled by his hips, his length sliding between her cheeks, pressing on the plug.

“That’s right, I’m gonna fuck your arse while I watch you suck Sam off.” He licked up her neck and nipped her earlobe, sending an electric dart down her spine to land in her pussy.

She moaned, rocked back against him and opened her mouth for Sam who wiggled forward until his length stood tall directly under her lips. Piper swirled her tongue over the head and collected the bead of precum from the slit before sucking him in. Drawing hard, she pulled him inside her. He was wider than Nate, but she soon worked out a rhythm to suit them both. Taking him to the back of her throat, she swallowed around him, his hips bucked, and a groan echoed above her. As she drew back, she scraped her teeth lightly until she reached the sensitive spot just under the crown, teasing with her tongue, then she sucked on the end like a lollipop.

Sam growled, tangled his hands in her hair, and shoved forward. Relaxing, Piper let him drive to the back of her throat again. In and out, suck and lick. Saliva ran down her chin but she didn’t care. All she cared about was Sam’s cock and the way it made her feel to have him fucking her mouth. She rested on her elbows, one hand wrapped around the base of his shaft; the other cupped his sac and played with his balls. He sped up, plunging with long strokes, all the way in, all the way out.

Consumed with the head job she was giving Sam, Pip almost forgot about Nate. She soon remembered when Nate began removing the butt plug from her arse. Her body flamed, clenched around the rubber probe trying to stop it from escaping.

“Relax, let it out. I promise to replace it with something better.” He soothed her, brushed his palm over the curve of her hip, and pulled the plug from her tight opening.

Spasms racked her, her inner muscles convulsing in reaction to the stimulation. Piper moaned around Sam’s flesh when Nate spread cool lube over the knot of puckered skin. Sam stilled, his thumbs caressing her cheeks as Nate moved in to press against her. She whimpered. She knew he would be rough, and a part of her longed to take him that way, but a slither of fear snaked through her belly. Anxiety tightened her muscles, and both men tried to reassure her in their own way. Nate cupped her arse cheeks, circling his fingers across each curve. Again a moan slipped from her mouth as the head of his cock breached her clenching hole.

Piper dropped her hands from Sam’s body and gripped the sheet in her fists. With Sam’s cock in her mouth, she breathed through her nose and willed her body to relax. Sam started to move, short, sharp jerks of his hips to push and pull his cock between her lips. Nate leaned over her, his chest making contact with her spine. From shoulders to thighs, he covered her. He reached around her stomach, his fingers strumming their way over her hypersensitive skin, and worked his way to her pussy. Cupping her mound, he curled his hand and pressed on her engorged flesh.

Gasping for breath, Pip was overwhelmed by splintering nerve endings as her body gave way and Nate surged forward, taking her in one hard thrust. He retreated, drove into her, retreated, and drove in again. Each slam of his cock into her willing depths shoved her onto Sam’s length. Over and over, Nate pounded into her. She couldn’t think, could only feel, and she felt possessed. Sam moved in time with Nate. With every lunge into her, they grunted, their hands and fingers digging in to her hips and head.

They held her, took what they wanted from her in the race to find release. She should feel used, their actions a turn off; instead her arousal skyrocketed, and she wanted to scream for them to fuck her harder. Faster. Take all of her. Whatever they wanted. Nate’s demands on her body were answered eagerly; with a desperation she’d never experienced, Piper sought more. Hollowing her cheeks, she sucked Sam’s cock, letting him dictate the speed and depth. For this moment in time she would be theirs to use, to seek their ultimate pleasure from.

And with their pleasure she would receive hers.

He had to hold on a little longer, just a little more. Nate clenched his jaw, fought the orgasm rushing at him. Piper was close too; he could feel her channel quivering around him, knew with just a little more…

She exploded under him. Her arse clamped around his cock in a punishing grip that held him still until her muscles unlocked and the convulsions started. Squeeze, release. Squeeze, release. And then he was done. Lightning shot up his spine, and fire streaked through his balls and shaft. Jet after jet of cum blasted from his body to fill the latex shield he wore. They bucked and thrashed together, their movements erratic—uncontrolled. Nate threw his head back, eyes closed, and roared. Blind with pleasure, his instincts took over, and he rammed in and out of her with wild abandon.

Sam’s shout mixed with the drum beat pounding in Nate’s ears, and he opened his eyes to see his friend spilling into Piper’s mouth. Cum leaked from around Sam’s cock to slide down her chin. Nate collapsed, his sweaty chest plastered to her back, and his straining arms shook as they struggled to hold up his weight. He didn’t have the energy to pull out of her yet. His breath came in ragged pants, and he rested his face in the curve of her neck, watching as she licked Sam’s softening shaft clean.

Nate knew he had to move; he didn’t want to crush her beneath him, and it was a definite possibility that he would when his arms finally gave out. He kissed her neck, nibbled her jaw, following the line until he reached her mouth. She tilted her head toward him and tangled her tongue with his. Sam’s scent and taste was all over her; their combined smell and flavor drove him crazy, and his cock pulsed within the tight walls of her arse.

Her eyes widened. “Again?” she whispered against his lips.

He shook his head. It wasn’t that he couldn’t or didn’t want to take her again, but that he shouldn’t. She had to be sore. Nate felt guilty about fucking her the way he had. He’d been rough, and even though he’d seen to her pleasure, he still wasn’t quite comfortable with what he’d done.

“You didn’t hurt me, Nate.” She rested her forehead on his. “It’s been the most amazing experience of my life. Yesterday. Last night. This morning. I’ve loved every second of it, and as soon as I get my breath back I’d like to do it all over again.”

“God. You’re gorgeous, you know that?” Sam cupped her cheek, turned her head until she looked at him. “Nate has issues with the way he demands. No matter how willing the demandee, guilt always rides his back when he’s done.”

Nate shuddered and slowly withdrew from Piper’s arse. Her walls sucked at him, grabbed at his retreating flesh, sending fire licking over his skin. She dropped to the mattress as he finally pulled free, a gust of air spilling from her chest.

“Oh Lord. I don’t think I’ll even move again.” Piper’s words were muffled by the bedding scrunched up under her face.

Sam laughed. “That’s okay, I’ll be stuck right here beside you.” He inched down the bed next to her.

Nate removed the condom from his spent cock and crawled off the bed. On wobbly legs he made his way to the bathroom to take care of the clean up. In minutes he returned to the bed, washcloth in hand, and attended to Piper. He tossed a second cloth at Sam. She didn’t move, and the little moans coming from her throat told him some places were more tender than others. Guilt tugged at his gut.

“I’m sorry I hurt you.” He planted a kiss on her right butt cheek.

“Nate, you didn’t hurt me.” She rolled over, causing him to move out of the way. Sitting up, Piper placed both hands on his face and stared into his eyes. “I’m a little tender, but in the last few hours I’ve used muscles never used before. There’s bound to be some aches and a bit of stiffness.”

He wanted to believe her. And he did in a way, but it warred with the need to protect her, comfort her, and please her. The desire to be a better person for her. To show her how much he loved…

Wow!
Where did that come from? He couldn’t love her. Sure he lusted after her, even now when they’d fucked more times than he had in the last six months in the space of a few hours he still wanted her with a need that was raw in its intensity.

Could he love her? The idea flowed through his mind, sat comfortably, and filled him with the knowledge that yes, he
could
love her, had probably already started falling for her. This complicated things. He thought of the “no strings” agreement and knew he’d use everything in his power to make sure she wanted to be tied to them.

“There are strings.” Nate couldn’t hold back. He needed to know when to fight, how to fight, and he wouldn’t know that until he worked out how she felt, what she wanted.

Piper kissed his lips, then turned to look at Sam, who leaned against the headboard. Nate’s gaze met his friend’s and he saw fear to match his own. But also determination. Sam would fight beside him for a chance at whatever this thing with Piper was.

With two fingers on her chin, he bought her head around so she faced him again.

“I have no idea what this is, why this is, but what I do know is it doesn’t end here.” He glanced at Sam. “If you’re willing to give us a chance, we want to see where we can go. Whether there’s something special between us.”

“Okay.”

“Okay? Just like that?”

She smiled at him. “Do you honestly think I don’t feel it? I don’t understand it, but I know I can’t walk away yet.”

“So you’re in this with us?” Sam asked.

Nate knew what Sam was doing. In one sentence, he made sure Piper understood they were all involved.

“Yes.” She reached over and grabbed Sam’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “All of us.”

He blew out the breath he’d been holding. Leaning over, Nate added his hand on top of theirs. “All of us.”

“I need something from you both.”

Sam peered across the table at Piper and wondered what else she could need. They’d satisfied her hunger, for food and for sex. What else could there be?

Nate chewed and swallowed the mouthful of lunch he just taken. “Anything. It’s yours.”

“You don’t know what I want yet.” She raised one eyebrow. “Maybe I want a kidney.”

“It’s yours.”

There was no hesitation in Nate’s words, and even though Sam hadn’t spoken a word he had to agree with Nate. Anything she wanted.

Piper watched Nate carefully before turning her gaze on him. “What about you, Sam?”

“Name it.”

She drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her uncertainty rocked him and a hard ball formed in the pit of his stomach.

“I want to see you together.”

He stared at her, confused. “We are together.”

“No,
together
together.”

Nate sat up straight. “You want us to…while you watch?”

“No.” She licked her lips and Sam’s groin tightened. “I want one of you to fuck me while being fucked by the other. I don’t care who does who, but I want to
see
you together, all of us together.”

Her words rushed out, not a breath of air between them, and Sam smiled. She was nervous, but she did what they’d asked her to do. They wanted her to make demands of them like they did of her. It looked like she’d finally built up the courage.

He pushed his chair back and stood up. “Now?”

“What? No, no…um…whenever.”

Sam laughed. “You finally got the courage to ask for something, Piper, don’t back down now.”

Walking around the table, he pulled her chair back and reached for her hand. With a tug, he yanked her to her feet. “Now.”

“Okay.” She shivered in his grasp.

Chair legs scraped across the tile floor as Nate surged from his seat. “We’ll leave the dishes for later.” He strode from the room, leaving them to follow.