Her Dangerous Desires [Notorious Nephilim 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (12 page)

“Oh, I see now. That was your plan all along.”

He merely grinned.

“Go ahead and cut them. But letting you do this won’t get me out a spanking, will it?”

He laughed. “Oh no. You’re still getting that.”

Paige moaned softly. She started to watch Demetrius slip the end of the scissors into her right sleeve, but Gregory distracted her by turning her head toward his thick cock. Having him fuck her in the mouth while Demetrius cut off her sweater, piece by piece, was so arousing she nearly came.

She’d worn a strapless bra and was glad of that because unlike her sweater, finding bras that fit her damn big tits took a nice chunk of change. Demetrius removed the bra then stood next to Gregory. She thought they were going to simply change places, but instead he shoved his cock into her mouth as well.

Paige groaned in the back of her throat as both dicks tried to fill her mouth. Each man grabbed one of her breasts and teased it, squeezing and playing with her nipples. Her pussy was so wet her panties would be ruined anyway. Demetrius might as well cut them to shreds.

She tried to open her mouth wider, but it wasn’t possible. She wanted to gobble up both their cocks. They stretched her to the limit, and Paige had never been so aroused. She couldn’t even squeeze her thighs together because Demetrius had spread her legs wide when he taped them to the chair. All she could do was enjoy the sensation of two slick, huge dicks sliding in and out of her mouth, side by side.

When they came at the same time, hot cum shot into the back of her throat. Demetrius pulled out and spilled the rest of his on her breasts. Gregory shot his onto her face. Paige didn’t mind. They could cover her in it, and she’d beg for more.

Demetrius left the room for a moment and when he returned he carried a washcloth. He cleaned the cum off her breasts and face while Gregory cut the tape from her arms, then did the same for her legs. “I think we can save the jeans. What do you think?”

Demetrius nodded. “No use in ruining them. Take them off, Paige. And the panties.”

Paige pouted as she reached for the waistband of her jeans. “It was sexier when you cut them off.”

“Do you really want me to ruin your clothes?” Demetrius looked at her as if she’d gone insane.

“No, I guess not.”

“I’ll make it up to you.” His eyes danced with light. “Just tell me what I can do.”

“I’ll have to think about it.”

Once she was naked, Gregory picked her up in his arms. “Okay, but for now, we want you over here.” He carried her to the sofa and bunched up cushions to drape her over them so that her hips were up in the air. Then he put her arms overhead and taped her forearms together with fresh bondage tape.

He spread her legs and taped one to the edge of the sofa, and the other to a leg on the coffee table. Then he and Demetrius stepped back again to admire their handiwork.

“Not bad,” said Gregory.

“But she can still move her arms.”

“Good point.” Gregory took more tape, wrapped it around her wrists, and then fastened them to something she couldn’t see on the other side of the sofa. “That should do it. Let us know if you get too uncomfortable lying that way, Paige, okay?”

“I will.” She could barely breathe let alone think. It never ceased to amaze her how these two came up with creative ways to render her captive. She loved the feeling of not being able to move, forced to submit to them.

Demetrius left the room again, and when he returned he carried a bottle of lube, two floggers, a paddle, and what appeared to be butt plugs. Up until this point, the extent of their anal play had been with their tongues and fingers. Paige shivered in anticipation.

Gregory knelt between her legs and began to lick her pussy and clit with expert precision. Paige tried to squirm, but she couldn’t really move anything other than her hips, and when he reached under and took hold of her ass cheeks, she couldn't even do that much.

Demetrius tortured her nipples with his teeth and tongue, bringing them to taut peaks and squeezing her breasts until they felt swollen and huge. “I love your tits, Paige.”

She giggled. He’d made that abundantly clear during the past week.

Her orgasm was close, but Gregory didn’t let her come. She was used to their games by now, but it never ceased to make her crazy with need or send her arousal to impossible heights. The more they made her wait the more she wanted them.

The men changed places and soon Paige was enveloped by sensations that sent her to her favorite place. Peaceful, floating, and lost in her angels’ mouths and hands, slowly bringing her to another perfect climax. When it came, she screamed herself raw and let the contractions wash over her entire body for long, luscious moments.

Demetrius fucked her pussy first, slow and deep, watching her face as he did. The emotions tonight were more overwhelming than usual, though Paige couldn’t have said why. Earlier that day she’d realized she had less than a week left of her vacation at Lilith’s Playground, but that wasn’t it. The lust pouring out of Demetrius’s eyes took on a different vibe for her tonight. He gazed at her as a lover would—a lover to whom she was bound for longer than a two-week fling.

Paige closed her eyes against the onslaught of emotions. It couldn’t be true. No one fell in love in one week. This wasn’t happening to her. When she opened them again, Gregory took his place. At least she knew she wouldn’t see deep emotion in his eyes. Gregory was all about the sex, but she didn’t mind. He was freaking amazing at it, and even though he fucked her deep and slow as Demetrius had done, within a few minutes her orgasm poised on the edge, ready to explode over her.

As it did, Demetrius took her face in his hands and kissed her, tenderly. Tears coursed down Paige’s cheeks by the time her contractions finished. When Demetrius finally released her mouth, she gasped at the depth of emotion in his beautiful eyes.

This couldn’t be happening. She couldn’t handle it. What was she going to do? What the hell was she going to do?

Paige tried to let go and enjoy them. It would do no good to dwell on the possibility she was falling in love. She would be gone by the end of the week. It was impossible. Things like this didn’t actually happen, and they certainty didn’t happen to Paige Lindsey Merrilyn of Aurora, Illinois. It just wasn’t possible.

Gregory cut the bondage tape off and massaged her wrists and ankles. “You okay? That was on rather tight. I’m sorry.”

The tenderness in his voice nearly brought tears to her eyes again. “I hardly noticed.”

“A testament to our amazing lovemaking, no doubt,” said Demetrius. He picked up a flogger with long, thin strips and gently ran it over her nipples. The sensation sent shivers up and down her spin. “Need to pee?”

Paige nodded. She really didn’t need to, but that excuse would give her time to get her head on straight. Once she was in the safety of the bathroom Demetrius had dubbed hers for the duration of her stay here at the resort, she splashed cold water over her face and sucked in deep breaths of air.

This couldn’t happen. These men had a business to run. They hadn’t given any indication they wanted to follow in the footsteps of the others by falling in love and turning mortal. In fact, they’d voiced just the opposite several times. They were terrified that they were the only two left, and their resort would end up in the hands of strangers one day. No. They obviously wanted no part of the fate the others had succumbed to. She had to get a grip on her emotions.

And she’d best get the crazy notion of summoning Lilith out of her head, too. It didn’t sound like she gave a shit what happened to them or to their resort. “She’s not human.”

Paige stared at her reflection in the mirror, wondering what the hell had ever possessed her to think she could accomplish something they’d never wanted to try in over ninety years. Surely they had a damn good reason for never having tried before and knew what they were talking about. She, on the other hand, was just spouting nonsense.

Messing with demons was not a good idea and trying to humanize their emotions was dangerous. That’s what happened when you didn’t thoroughly research something before thinking about dabbling in it. She ought to know better and was now ashamed that she’d ever given voice to the idea.

As she left the bathroom, the same sudden gust of icy air she’d felt in her suite swept down the hallway. She stopped and glanced around, trying to fight rising panic. She had nothing to fear. Demetrius and Gregory had told her so. “Go away, Lilith.”

Paige stood still for a few moments, and when nothing happened, she started to walk again. Just before she reached the entrance to the sitting room she swore she heard soft, mocking laughter.

She turned the corner into the sitting room and strode right up to Demetrius, planting a rough kiss on his full mouth. He responded by gripping her around the waist and smacking each ass cheek several times with his hand, good and hard. Paige moaned into his open mouth, determined to chase away all thoughts of happily-ever-after and Lilith.

When Demetrius released her mouth, Gregory pulled her into his arms and assaulted her with his tongue and lips. She devoured him, wanting to lose herself in the arms of her two sexy angels. She only had six days left with them, and she was determined to let them use her up before she returned home.

Gregory sat on the sofa and pulled her over one knee, pinning her legs with the opposite muscled thigh. Demetrius handed him a wooden paddle, large enough to smack both her ass cheeks at the same time, making sure she saw it first. It was the one toy of theirs that she found challenging to take, but tonight she welcomed it.

When she reached toward her ass as a reflex action after the tenth strike, Demetrius caught her arm and held it behind her back, whispering words of encouragement. His soft, sexy voice pushed Paige closer to another climax.

“I told you we were going to spank you good. You went snooping in Gregory’s old books, didn’t you?”

Hot fear washed over her. They knew. Somehow they knew. Had he found the spells? “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Gregory gave her three more hard smacks, and Paige couldn’t stop the tears that formed, but they weren’t from the burning on her ass cheeks.

“What did you really do in there alone all day? The novel you were reading didn’t come from the controlled mess in the corners.”

Paige didn’t answer. There was nothing to say. Gregory stopped paddling her and helped her stand up. He cupped her face. His emerald-green eyes shone with humor until he saw that Paige was crying. “Did I hurt you? Oh, Paige…I’m so sorry.” He pulled her onto his lap and cuddled her as one might do to a child. The touching gesture made her cry even harder. “Paige, I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

She forced herself to calm down. She didn’t want him thinking he’d hurt her—quite the opposite. “No, no. I’m not hurt.”

He looked thoroughly confused. “Then why are you crying?”

“I…I don’t know. So many things.”

He turned her to face him, and she straddled his thigh. Demetrius sat next to Gregory on the sofa and gently stroked her arm. “Talk to us, Paige. What’s on your mind?”

“I don’t even know where to begin.”

“Is it something we did or said?”

She shook her head. She couldn’t tell them. It wasn’t fair at all. They’d made their choice quite clear, and she respected that. This was their business. They’d gone through a lot to build it and maintain it, and she couldn’t ask them to give that up. She wouldn’t. But she also didn’t want to tell them she’d been seriously considering trying to summon Lilith. She didn’t want to give them anything to worry about.

“Then what is it?”

She looked into Demetrius’s eyes and told him the only thing she could think of. “I’m just having such a wonderful time here that I don’t want to leave.” That much was true, at least.

His face broke out in a brilliant smile. “Well, we don’t want you to either, if you must know.”

“You don’t?”

“Heck no. Where are we ever going to find an ass like yours?”

His words struck her as so funny she began to laugh and couldn’t stop. She laughed until fresh tears coursed down her cheeks. Demetrius started to tickle her, and she screamed and laughed. When Gregory joined in, she shrieked with laughter.

They held her down and took turns tickling her and kissing her neck, her breasts, her ass cheeks, and her pussy. Paige was out of breath and so wet she swore both their dicks would have fit inside her swollen pussy.

They draped her over the sofa cushions, facedown, and Demetrius placed bondage cuffs on her wrists and ankles and attached them to objects she couldn’t see. She hadn’t even noticed him bringing them into the room before, and she didn’t care. All she knew was that she was immobile once again and out of her mind with desire for her two angels.

They took turns paddling her and flogging her. Paige lost count of the strokes, and which man was using what. Every few strikes they’d massage her ass cheeks, and one of them inserted a small butt plug slathered with lube at one point. It burned for a few seconds but then a feeling of peaceful fullness took over. Paige loved the sensation of having her anus filled, and it enhanced the burning of her paddling and flogging.

They massaged her back and ass, reached under to play with her breasts and nuzzled her neck. “I’m going to replace the plug with a larger one,” said Demetrius. “And you know what we both want to put in there next, don’t you, Paige?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “And I want you to.”

Demetrius inserted a larger plug, and while she guessed it wasn’t as large as his dick, she enjoyed the way it stretched her inside and made everything else they did feel alive and charged. Gregory unfastened the cuffs and moved underneath her. He pulled her on top of him and rocked his hips into her pussy. His dick was rock hard and wet, and Paige moaned as she rubbed her swollen clit against it.

“Fuck me, Paige.” She gasped at the sound of his voice, low and deep, and the desperate tenderness in his eyes. Paige sat up and lowered her pussy until it sheathed his cock completely. He held her waist and moved her up and down then asked her to lie prone against him.