Collared: Ashton [Collared Lovers] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

Dropping his chin to his chest, he physically fought the need to come, to empty his balls in her tight, hot cunt. When she cried out, her pussy rippled in climax, her body quivering. He lost the battle and shoved forward. Only a few more strokes and it was over. His pleasure rippled, lights danced and popped before his eyes, and his body shook with the intensity. He would have been embarrassed at how utterly fast he had been able to climax if it weren’t for the fact she obviously was as shaken as he. Breathing in deeply, he withdrew from the tight clasp of her body and fell to the side.

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Ty moved back to watch. He had never been as hard in his life as he was at that moment. Seeing Nate lose control and come so fast wasn’t nearly as entertaining as it once would have been. It had been years since Nate was addled enough not to be able to withhold his orgasm. Now he couldn’t wait to slide into Ashton’s pussy, still wet with Nate.

But first he would find out what the two of them tasted like.

Rolling Ashton from her side to her back, he spread her as wide as he could. He loved the flavor of Nate, but the two together would be mouthwatering. Separating the glistening folds, he went as deep as his tongue could go. The musk-and-tart flavor made him shudder with need.

Ripping away, he grabbed the stalk of his cock and claimed the small, soaked space. With the head of his cock locked against her cervix, he rested in his own nirvana, wanting to stay in this spot and never leave, but the burning in his balls made not moving impossible.

The first thrust had him grinding his teeth, the second his limbs started to tremble, and the third he had to yank out of her and pinch the head of his dick to force back the sensation of release.

Easing back into her, he gave up the battle. Ty slammed into her drenched cunt. The pleasure was just too intense. Taking her mouth with his, he thrust over and over into her hot depths. Feeling her clench and pulse in climax, his dick jerked and spurted wave after wave of cum into her. His arms gave out, and he just hoped he didn’t crush her because he was pretty sure he couldn’t move yet.

“Taste me. Lick me clean, baby. Make me hard so I can fuck Ty,” Nate ordered.

She opened her mouth, and Ty watched Nate feed her his sticky cock. The visual was enough to make his own cock twitch. It was a good idea, this move of Nate’s. He couldn’t wait to feel Nate inside his ass while Ashton’s pretty lips wrapped around his hard cock.

Ty enjoyed watching Ashton’s mouth suck and lick Nate’s dick. Nate pulled out of her sweet, wet mouth and grabbed a tube of lube from the bedside table. It was so erotic to see him slick his dick up, knowing Nate was going to be plundering his backside very soon.

Nate moved behind him and pressed a palm to the middle of his back, making him go to his hands and knees and present his ass to him. It made his tight ring clench in anticipation, but never fear. He relished the intense pressure of Nate opening him up and sliding inside him, deep and sure. The strokes that followed had Nate easily gliding in and out of his well-lubricated rectum the sounds, making him clinch his teeth desperate to prolong the sweet agony and hang on to the pleasurable sensations just a little longer.

Ty’s cock ached and when Ashton slid under him and engulfed his shaft, he shuddered. Wanting to watch her deft little tongue clean the seed and juice from his cock, he pushed up so he and Nate could observe the oral delight he was being treated to.

It was almost his undoing.

He gripped a handful of Ashton’s auburn locks to keep her sweet little exploring tongue under control. Ty pulled her head up, and he bent and licked the juices from around her pink, glistening lips. He couldn’t help but groan at the taste of the three of them mixed together. It made him desperate for more. Letting his grip on her hair loosen, she was free to do what she was comfortable with.

The vision of her working his cock was a gift in itself, her enthusiastic efforts more than appreciated despite her lack of knowledge.

Nate humped his prostate, and Ty had no other choice but to thrust and thrust harder, fucking Ashton’s sweet little mouth as Nate fucked his ass. The feelings bombarding Ty made him growl out pleasure so intense he cried out, his cum streaming out in wave after wave into Ashton’s sweet mouth. He then felt Nate stiffen and release his cum too, and collapsed onto his back. Turning onto their sides, they all simply lay there trying to recover.

Ty felt his cock slip from the tight confines of Ashton’s warm haven and wondered if they should get up and go home or just stay there. When Ashton’s soft snore reached his ears, that solved the dilemma for him. They would just stay there and rest, but first he needed to clean Ashton up. She would be pissed to wake up covered in their semen and her own natural lubricant.

Going into the bathroom, he cleaned himself up first. When he was done, he brought back two cloths and cleaned his lovers.

Enjoying the sight of Ashton asleep against Nate’s chest and Nate gazing at him, waiting for him to join them in the bed, was everything he had ever dreamed of. It made him melt even further.

God, I want these two forever.

Curling on his side on the other side of Ashton, he linked his fingers with Nate and kissed his mouth over her head and let sleep call him in.

Ashton woke, needing to relieve herself, and was surrounded by male flesh. Nate was cuddled against her back, his hard cock nestled against her ass, and Ty was pressed against her front, his erect cock between her thighs and her head tucked beneath his chin. The feeling of the weeping head against her pussy had her moisture flowing and washing down on it, even though she wondered if she could take any more after the last few amazing hours.

Ty opened his heavy eyes, watching her beneath sleep-fringed eyes, and pulled her under him and onto her back, her wetness easing the head into her pussy. Ty angled his pelvis, and his cock sank deep. Stroke after stroke, he went farther until he was bumping the end of her vagina.

The wet noises and his low grunts drew Nate from slumber, and he sleepily moved up to the head of the bed and clumsily feed her his hard cock. The awkward movements seemed unlike Nate’s usual finesse. Ashton enjoyed seeing Nate lose control. The rhythm they worked out was not graceful but full of need and pleasure, each taking from the other what they needed and wanted.

Daringly, she ran two of her fingers through the rivulets of saliva running down Nate’s balls and slipped them between his legs. Pressing into the rosette, she went deep. Curving her fingers, she searched for his prostate. Ashton was desperate to throw him over the edge. Seeing Nate buck and cry out his pleasure and his taste filling her mouth made her struggle to swallow it all.

Watching Nate pump everything into her throat seemed to make Ty’s need amp up, and he hammered into her hard and then harder, thrusting deep. She heard him growl, and then he stiffened and emptied, giving her his all, every drop.

Ashton enjoyed the weight of his body. Her belly cushioning his hard body was pure pleasure. He felt so hard and wonderful in her arms.

Taking her mouth, Ty kissed her, only breaking away to kiss Nate’s mouth. It made her pussy clench to watch them. Ty groaned, and Nate snickered. Sliding his body to her side, Ty ran his fingertips over her cheek, against her hair, and down her small throat. Feeling her pounding pulse made him smile. It was enough to make her eyes tear.

It was too much. They both were too much. They made her feel things she just wasn’t ready for.

With the excuse of needing to use the facilities, she quickly got up and shut herself in the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, she took the time to look at herself in the mirror. God, she was covered in love marks and small abrasions from their facial hair. Her muscles were sore, her pussy tender despite how wet she had been. Ashton’s jaw ached a little from being stretched wide, enjoying the men’s flavor. Even her nipples felt overly sensitive.

But she looked well loved.

Feeling Ty’s release run down the inside of her leg had her moving to the shower. Starting it, she relieved herself first and stepped into the spray, needing the time to try desperately to regroup. The fantasy of two men was never something she ever thought she would live out, but it was beyond everything she had ever thought.

Ashton had never experienced such decadent pleasure. No one had ever cum inside her before, let alone two men, and the hot wetness was a forbidden pleasure that made her momentarily panic. She was on birth control shots, so there was no worry of pregnancy and, from what she knew from Sophie, a prerequisite to becoming a member of the club was for them to be drug and disease free. This was monitored regularly by testing.

No reason to worry about that. She had larger worries like her stupid feelings. She had to get out of there. Hopefully, she could ease out and it would only be a matter of staying busy and she would forget about last night, and them.

There was no way for it to work, and just the idea of the three of them together was ludicrous, really. They were sexy, well-off, and deeply in love. What the hell would they need with someone as fucked up mentally as she was? She wasn’t delusional. She knew she had more baggage than most department stores.

Why the fuck would they saddle themselves with me?

Of course, they never mentioned anything beyond what they had discussed yesterday, so getting out of there should be fairly easy. She just needed to hold on to her composure until she got back to her little apartment. She could wallow in self-pity and cry all she wanted there.

Shutting off the water, she quickly dried herself and wondered what the hell she was going to do about clothes when she remembered she’d left her robe from last night hanging on the back of the door. Ashton grabbed it off the hook and put it on, she pressed her hand to her rolling stomach, and took a deep breath. She opened the door and donned her best fake smile she used with disagreeable patients and the people she didn’t like. She faced the music.

Seeing the men in just their jeans from the night before made it difficult for her resolve to exit as quickly as possible, so she avoided their direct gazes and launched into mindless chatter. “Well, I feel better. I don’t suppose you would have something I could put on to call a cab, because I don’t really want to leave in this robe. As beautiful as it is, I don’t think it’s appropriate. I need to get home and make sure everything is in order. I’m leaving this week to do extra work at another hospital in a different state. So I really need to get home and get everything ready. I occasionally take extra jobs in other states as a nurse. The pay is great, and I’m trying to save up enough to buy a house.”

She knew she was right in making the spur-of-the-moment decision to take the job offer in South Dakota. She had been asked about it Saturday night during her shift. Lorene, the OB nurse upstairs, was supposed to go, but since she had a family emergency come up, they were looking for someone to take her place. Ashton would call as soon as she left to confirm it. She had told them she would probably do it, but it was perfect timing. The hours would be grueling, but she did need the money for her house fund.

Four weeks would give her plenty of time to get through this. Maybe coupled with the long, exhausting hours she would be able to forget how their hands had felt and how sweet their kisses had tasted. Turning away, she hoped they wouldn’t be able to see the pain she was struggling to hide.

Startled, she turned back when Ty launched to his feet, appearing to be furious. Seeing him run a hand through his hair, he looked at her and then at Nate, and he seemed to be struggling. Ty’s gaze locked with Nate’s. She was unable to decipher the look that passed between the two.

“No!” Ty started to say.

Nate interrupted, “Ashton, honey, no. You aren’t running. If you are scared, you can talk to us, but you aren’t going to just walk away from us. I realize we didn’t point-blank explain to you that we wanted more than last night, but that’s our fault, and we will rectify that right now.

“Ty and I want to be with you. I know—we know—that it might seem sudden, so we are willing to slow things down for you to have the chance to get to know us. We understand that you don’t come from our lifestyle so you don’t move as quickly as the relationships in BDSM tend to move, however we are willing to give you time to get used to us, and our growing relationship.

“But you will not run. If you try, we will take turns paddling your ass and fucking you without letting you come. You will gain pleasure, but no relief. You will talk to us instead of taking off on us like a scared rabbit.”

Ashton was so stunned at his outburst, but she felt so conflicted in her feelings, wanting only to be with them, and yet she couldn’t help but be afraid of them losing interest or moving on to someone else. She loved how they made her feel, but this was different. Could she do this? Could she take a chance on this unusual relationship?

Seeing Ty visibly fighting against what looked like pain and anger, she felt compelled to go to him and offer comfort. Ashton curled an arm around his waist and leaned her head into his chest.

Feeling Nate approach, she curled her other arm around his waist. Holding them both close to her, she enjoyed the moment of having them in her arms. Both cheeks warmed from resting on the ridged torso and the muscles bunched and shifted as the men embraced her, crushing the three of them together.