Ellena (23 page)

“And I heard what he said he was going to do to you, Mack. I did what needed to be done.” She didn’t think this was going anywhere but round and round. She needed to once again take control here and get them to be with her and share their connection.

“Would it make you feel better if I let you tie me up and have your way with me?”

They all looked at her. That obviously got their attention. She took a deep breath and untied her robe, dropping it to the rug. They didn’t move. They just stared with hungry eyes. Four six-foot-plus, muscular, strong-willed men stood in her living room and stared at her half-naked body, and no one moved. It was time for some serious exposure.

“I want you. Each of you. I need you, more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life. You can do what you please with me, if that will get you to forgive me and love me again. Anything.” She pulled on the bows of her bodice causing the material to fall away from her breasts.

“Lock the door, Troy,” Leon stated, and they advanced on her together, one unit, one force.

Ellena retreated, stepping backward into the bedroom. As their eyes adjusted to the light and then the table, she felt her belly quiver and her pussy swell with need.

“What do we have here?” Mack asked as he lifted the handcuffs.
Of course he did. What did I expect him to choose?

“Anything we want,
amour
?” Roy asked, and she nodded her head.

* * * *

Leon slowly walked around her as the others surrounded her. She kept her hands at her sides and her head tilted back, waiting for their touch. Leon reached for a nipple and softly pulled.

“Oh,” she whispered. Troy moved in behind her, caressing along the waist of her thong and then sliding a finger down the crack of her ass.

“Anything?” Roy asked, pulling off his shirt and tossing it. He then undid his pants, and Troy did the same.

“On your knees,” Troy whispered.

She did as she was told and lowered herself to the rug.

Mack caressed her hair. Then only Troy was naked in front of her.

She could hear them undressing.

Troy placed his fingers under her chin, tilting up toward him.

“You’re quite the seductress tonight, Ellena. You can’t always be in charge, you know. It’s something we’re going to have to work on.”

“Yes, and starting in the bedroom was a great idea, Ellena. It’s here that you submit to us completely,” Leon added, and she gasped.

Troy hid his smile. She had made this move to offer herself completely to them. It was a start, but the truth of the matter was he was proud of her strength and her show of love. He would have died if the situation had gone wrong.

“Arms in the air,” Mack stated. She raised her arms up.

“I have something for you, chère,” Troy whispered then tilted his cock toward her cherry-red lips. He was hard and needy. Waiting to be with her had been torture for all of them.

She slowly took his cock into her mouth as Mack placed the handcuffs on her wrists. She tightened a moment and then relaxed.

Troy stood there trying to hold off from coming inside of her hot, wet mouth. It was torture. “Easy, baby.” He held her head and guided her movements back and forth. He caressed down her arms to her shoulders and her ass.

As Troy stared at her breasts, pushed up and out, he lost all control. “So fucking sexy.” He reached for a breast, cupped it, then pulled the nipple. He moved faster, and she took his thrusts eagerly, stroking his cock until he was at his wits’ end.

“Fuck, Ellena.” He thrust into her mouth, exploding inside of her.

In a flash Troy pulled her back and lifted her up onto the bed.

Troy moved to a chair and caught his breath.

* * * *

There was so much sexual energy in the room Mack’s head was spinning. Ellena offered herself completely to them, and he was going to enjoy this.

“This is the sexiest outfit I’ve ever seen, sugar,” he told her as he placed her onto the bed on her stomach.

Her arms were pushed out in front of her with the handcuffs keeping them together.

He pulled off her thong but kept on her stilettos.

Caressing her thighs open, Roy and Leon joined him.

“That’s one sexy, hot mouth, sugar,” Roy whispered, climbing up onto the bed and kneeling in front of her. She lifted up and opened wide as he slowly pressed his cock into her mouth.

“Hot damn, woman, you got the cunja for sure,” Roy said as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back.

“Here.” Leon passed the tube of lube to Mack.

Mack caressed her ass then stroked her pussy with his finger. Ellena pushed back in response.

“Fuck, Mack, whatever you’re doing keep doing it. She’s humming and sucking on me hard.”

Mack pulled his fingers from her pussy and grabbed the lube. As he squirted some onto his finger, he watched Leon press a finger to her cunt. Leon leaned down next to Ellena’s ear as her head bobbed up and down. “Such a tight, wet pussy you have,
amour
. When Mack’s done fucking your ass and showing you that you belong to us, I’m going to make you scream.”

“Oh hell,” Roy said then pumped a little faster into her mouth.

Leon pulled his fingers from her cunt, and Mack pressed his fingers to her puckered hole. She sucked him right in, and he nearly shot his load.

“Hell yeah, our woman likes cock in the ass,” Mack stated, pulling his fingers from her ass and replacing them with the tip of his cock.

He was so hard, so incredibly aroused he thought he might not get all the way in before he lost it.

He grabbed onto her hips and shoved forward to the hilt.

“Oh yeah!” he stated loudly. His eyes focused on the lace of the corset and the intricate designs going up her back. Her bare shoulders and the way her head bobbed up and down as she sucked Roy’s cock set him on fire. He began a nice slow pace, but the scent of her perfume, the feeling of energy and sex in the air took over all thoughts from his brain and his cock took over. In and out he pumped into her ass, and then she thrust back into him.

When Mack saw the leather-like flogger caress her ass cheeks, he growled down low.

“Such nice toys our woman brought for us to use on her. You like this, Ellena?” Leon asked as he gently moved it across each ass cheek before swatting her with it. Her body jerked, and she began to shake as Roy yelled her name.

He growled his release and pulled his cock from her mouth.

“Oh God, I can’t take it, Mack. I can’t take it. I need more.”

“What do you need, baby? Tell me where you need it.”

Ellena remained silent.

He reached under her and touched a finger to her clit. “Here?”

“Yes. Yes, damn you.”

She sounded so desperate as he pumped his hips faster.

“Mack, please. Just one touch, one finger.”

“Oh hell.” Mack thrust into her ass hard and fast then exploded inside of her. He wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up as he thrust two more times.

“You belong to us,
amour
. Always ours.”

* * * *

Leon was standing there with his cock in his hand, ready to explode. The connection between the four of them was outrageous.

He watched Mack pull from her ass and steady her on the bed.

Mack stepped aside, and Leon lifted her then placed her on her back.

“This is one sexy outfit you picked out for us, Ellena. You know what I like about it?” he asked her as she kept her arms above her head. The fluffy handcuffs kept them together and made her breasts push out. The corset she wore wrapped around her skin but revealed all the hidden treasures.

He trailed the feathered flogger down her neck to each nipple.

“I like seeing your best parts exposed for tasting. Like these here titties.” He leaned down between her legs and took his time licking and sucking each breast and nipple.

He tossed the toy to the side and ran the palms of his hands down her throat, over her breasts to her waist.

“Is this new,
chère
?” he asked as he came across the belly ring. His dick jerked at the sight. Hell yeah, she was filled with hidden treasures.

He trailed his palms lower until he reached her mound. “The yummiest and best part of all.” He used his thumbs to caress open her pussy lips before he squatted down and licked her flesh.

He lifted her legs by the ankles causing her ass and pussy to push forward over the edge of the bed. The sight of the heels of her stilettos sticking onto the comforter aroused him even more.

He stroked her pussy with his tongue then nipped her clit before releasing it.

“You Cajun hot, woman.”

“Oh please, Leon, please get inside of me. My pussy feels so…so…”

“Yeah, baby, what?” he asked as he pressed a digit up and into her.

“Oh, yes, more. I need more.”

“I got what you need right here,
chère
.”

Leon pulled his fingers from her pussy then replaced them with his cock. He didn’t go slow. He couldn’t even if he had all the willpower in the world. He wanted inside of her, claiming her and ensuring that she was safe and belonged to them.

“Hell yeah, sugar, get ready.” He thrust completely into her. Balls to her ass, he held himself there as Ellena screamed. He pulled out then thrust forward again, using his palms to spread her thighs wider, so he could stroke deeper and deeper. He wanted to go as far as he could, and she accepted it as she thrust upward.

He grabbed her hips and began to set a pace, making love to Elena then lowering himself against her aroused nipples and breasts. She immediately placed her bound wrists over his head and hugged him to her. Her legs wrapped around his waist and he moved faster, harder as she exploded around him.

He rolled her to her side and continued to pump into her as he reached down to find her sacred opening. She was so wet it didn’t take much effort to push a digit into her ass and pump both cock and finger at once into her.

He roared as his climax hit him hard, making his head spin and his body shake.

It was amazing, as he pulled his finger from her ass and squeezed her tight against him.

“
Je t’aime
,” he whispered as he kissed her temple and neck.

“I love you, too. I love all of you.”

* * * *

Elena allowed her men to wash her and cater to her, taking off the handcuffs and massaging her body. They kissed her and told her how much they cared and then gathered around her on her bed.

She knew that it would take some time to learn to give up some control to her men and to not always feel like she had to be in charge. She was independent and self-sufficient. It wasn’t going to be easy, but that was what falling in love was all about. Sharing in good times and in bad and sacrificing for the sake of the other. Her plan of seduction and submission in the bedroom worked, and the truth was she didn’t mind giving that up to Mack, Roy, Troy, and Leon. In fact, she rather enjoyed it.

She snuggled close to them and imagined all the wonderful things that the future with the Rue men would bring. When she had least expected it, she found love on the bayou and with four men that knew way before she did that love may not always come quickly and softly. Instead, it may come with powerful feelings of lust and desire and a bit of life-threatening moments and actions of sacrifice. Either way, it was worth it, and together they would love one another, living life in Orchidea and shopping at Secret Pleasures lingerie.

I have to thank Angelique for this outfit. She was right. Make-up sex is the best.

THE END

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