Leah's Triplet Mates (12 page)

Bram led them to a metal door and entered numbers once again. Inside was a short hallway with metal doors on both sides of it.

“The warehouse is our home as well as our business office. The business offices are on the first floor and we all have apartments on the upper levels. These are the dungeons. This one is our favorite,” said Saxon as Bram entered the security code and opened the door.

Leah stepped forward as Hardy turned on the lights, and she recognized the dungeon from before.

Saxon turned her to face him. “Do you agree to play with us in the dungeon? To obey us as your Masters?”

“For tonight I do, yes.”

“And then to let us fuck you? All three of us?” he added.

Heat flooded through her. “I want that,” she whispered.

“In that case, you’d better get undressed before Hardy starts shredding your clothing,” said Bram.

Leah turned slowly, looking at the room. She saw some hooks on the wall and walked across, hanging up her purse, her shirt, and her dress before removing her shoes and underwear. When she turned around, all the breath left her body. The three men were completely naked, only inches from her. She stared at one, then another, then the third. All were tanned and toned, their muscles on display and their cocks long and hard. Saxon’s bearing was more Dominant than the other two. Bram’s face was brighter, his body language easier, more lighthearted. Hardy wore the stubborn look of a middle child, determined to stand his ground against the bossy oldest and spoiled youngest. Yes, she’d recognize them anywhere and know which one was which.

Saxon led her across to the chains and tied her up.

“Last time I let you rest on your flat feet. That’s much too easy.” He tightened the chains until she was forced to stretch. He shortened them even farther until she had to stretch even more and stand on her toes.

“I’m not a ballerina, you know.”

Hardy slammed a paddle against her ass. It made a heavy thud, and it hurt.

“Never questions your Master’s decisions.”

The head from the paddle spread across her ass, and Leah realized it was going to be like the whip, pain that turned into a deep, hot pleasure. Hardy paddled her ass a dozen more times until the skin was fiercely hot and her cunt was full of cream. When he stopped, she tried to take some of the strain off her arms, but she couldn’t stand flat. She could rest her arms and shoulders by standing up very straight on her toes, or she could relax her feet a little and stretch out her arms. But not both. Well, damn. She’d have to shift from one position to the other so her body didn’t ache. That was a sneaky trick.

Bram stood in front of her and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Without even stopping to think, she arched her back, pushing more of her breast at him. He licked around the areola and then bent his head. There was the bite of something on her nipple, and he moved to the side. A nipple clamp. He’d attached a nipple clamp to her breast. Leah had never seen one before. While she was staring at it, Bram sucked her other breast. This time, he bit her nipple, making her gasp at the bright shard of pain. Then he sucked hard, filling the little bud with blood and soothing the ache away before attaching the matching clip.

Leah expected him to move away and one of the others to come forward, but instead, he kneeled at her feet and widened her legs, forcing her right up onto her toes, and sucked her clit.

“Feels so good,” she said softly.

From behind her, a whip slashed over her shoulders as Hardy said, “You may not speak except to answer a direct question.”

He whipped her upper thighs and her shoulders again before laying it across her hot, sore ass. The pain made her lust rise higher, and cream slid down the insides of her thighs.

Bram used the moment to link a chain from both nipples to her clit. He proceeded to tug the chain this way and that, adding shards of pain and hints of surprise to his actions until she was ready to beg him to fuck her. She was so aroused that she couldn’t imagine ever being more needy than now.

Saxon stepped behind her and smoothed a palm over her ass. It was very hot compared to the touch of his hand. He tricked a cold gel down her butt crack, and Leah knew he was about to prepare her ass for sex. Once more she shivered in delight.

“Has anyone ever fucked your ass?” Saxon asked, his breath hot on her ear and his voice barely audible.

“It–it didn’t work.”

“What do you mean it didn’t work?” asked Hardy, standing in front of her and flicking a flogger over her breasts. He did it lightly, but it still sent ripples of tension through her, especially when Bram pulled gently on the chin linking the nipple clips to her clit clip.

“He couldn’t get it in.” Leah felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. She was eighteen again, and Clyde, her boyfriend at the time, had begged for more than a hand job from her. She’d been terrified of becoming pregnant. That had already happened to one of the girls in the senior class. Clyde had suggested anal sex, and she’d reluctantly agreed. It hadn’t worked, and he’d gone home very annoyed with her and had broken off their relationship the next day.

“That just proved he didn’t prepare your ass properly. We’ll get in,” said Bram confidently.

He tugged on the chain again, sending more lust racing through her body, and then stepped back. Hardy stood in front of her, flicking the flogger over her ankles, across her shins, then between her legs, punishing her inner thighs and her pussy with enough force that she was left breathless and in pain until, once again, the heat dissipated through her body and she was desperate to climax.

Bram watched her face. “You need us, don’t you, Little Miss Trouble? You want our big, fat cocks in your cunt, in your ass, and in your mouth. All of us, filling you to completion, at once. Three men taking you, possessing you, giving you more pleasure than you’ve ever known before.”

“But whose cock will go where? Which one of us will be the first to claim your ass?” asked Hardy.

As Hardy spoke, Saxon’s thick finger penetrated her ass, pressing deep inside, rubbing the tissues with the cold gel, twisting and turning and driving her mad with need.

Leah had been certain she couldn’t get more aroused than she already was. During the car ride back here—wherever here was—she’d been ready to be fucked. Then they’d paddled her ass and whipped her and teased her until she’d reached a new, higher level of need. And now she’d gone higher still. Her body was coiled so tightly she was ready to combust if one of them would just slide his cock into her cunt.

Instead, Saxon’s fingers stretched and teased around and inside her ass, softening her tissues and stretching the muscle entry so his cock could go in there. She knew it would be Saxon taking her ass. He was the one readying her, so it would be him.

Her calves were aching with the pressure of standing on her toes all the time, and her shoulders were getting stiff from having her arms upright. But none of that was enough to lower the level of her arousal. She could think of nothing now but being possessed by them all. She wanted it with every fiber of her being.

It was almost an anticlimax when Bram and Hardy unchained her. Bram rubbed the gel into her shoulders, relaxing the muscles and rotating her shoulders to ease the tension. Hardy did the same thing with her calf muscles, loosening the tension there and relaxing her as she stood now on her flat feet. But instead of making her less needy, for some unknown reason, it made her even hungrier to be fucked.

Saxon moved away and said, “Come and sit on my lap, Leah.”

She turned around, surprised to see him sitting on low stool. She walked up to him, and he turned her so her back was to him.

“Lower your ass onto my dick. It’s my dick that’s going to claim that virgin ass of yours.”

“But how?”

“No questions. We’ll assist you.” Bram kneeled beside her while Saxon held his cock and the two men guided her onto Saxon’s cock.

There was a long, slow burn as he pushed it in. Saxon gripped her hips and slammed himself up inside her, taking all her breath away and making her eyes fill with tears at the burning pain of his possession.

He opened her legs wide apart as she gasped for breath and began playing with the chain on her nipples. Suddenly, her cunt was dripping cream onto his thighs as need roared through her again.

Hardy pulled up another stool as close as he could to the one Saxon sat on. He straddled it and then inched forward, pushing his cock into her cunt. Leah’s eyes widened as she watched his cock disappearing inside her body.

“That’s hot.”

“Sweetheart, it’s only going to get hotter.” Saxon gripped her hips and forced her down onto his cock.

She was full and stretched and sore with Saxon in her ass. He pushed her tissues far apart. Yet as Hardy inched forward, her pussy opened wide for him, making room for him to enter her as well. He wiggled forward onto his stool until his body was pressed hard against hers, his thighs over hers, locking the clit clamp between them and digging the chain into her skin.

Bram stood beside them, holding a third stool. “Turn your head this way, beautiful,” he said.

She did, and he lined her head up with his cock. Then he fed his cock into her mouth and held her head where he wanted it.

Hardy wrapped the nipple chain around his fist and bent forward, kissing her breasts. He was demanding, possessive, clearly claiming every inch of her globes with his tongue and ordering her body to obey his. His kisses left her tense and hungry for more. As he pulled his lips from her flesh, he tugged on the chain, sending flashes of pleasure-pain racing through her breast and her clit.

He and Saxon pulled out of her and then slammed into her deep and hard.

All the breath left her body at the extreme pleasure of being so devastatingly claimed by her men. At the same moment Bram tilted her head back, whispering, “Open your throat, Leah. Let me in properly.”

He held her nose closed, and his cock slid deep down her throat. Only when he was in did he let go so she knew to breathe again. Meanwhile Hardy and Saxon pulled out of her and slammed in again and again and again. Bram worked his cock in and out of her mouth, letting her suck and tease the head, lick the shaft, and scrape her teeth over his cockhead for a while before pushing her head far back so she could swallow him right down again.

Each time Leah thought she wouldn’t be able to breathe, but she always managed to coordinate her breathing, using only her nose once his cock was fully inside her throat, and soon she was enjoying her new skills and the thrill of being taken by her three men.
My men. Wow!

* * * *

The moment Saxon forced his dick deep into Leah’s ass, he knew she was their true mate. He and his brothers had fucked women before. Not often as a threesome. There weren’t all that many women willing to play such extreme games, but there’d been a few, and he’d experienced cunt, ass, and mouth positions. Never had he felt such an intense connection to a woman before. All of them had attracted him, and all had been sexy, but only with Leah had he felt this extreme need to mate her, to claim her, to bind her to the three of them forever.

His fangs descended the moment he acknowledged that she was the one, but he couldn’t bite her until she understood about them being panthers and that a mating was for life. There was no divorce in the shape-shifter world. Panthers had to make damn sure this was the one woman they wanted before mating her. If they were wrong, and the marriage failed, they were condemned to loneliness. That wasn’t going to happen to them though. Leah was their one perfect woman. Maybe on the trip to Detroit, they could explain all about panther matings to her. But how were they to get rid of her sister?
Fuck. What a problem.

Saxon glanced at Hardy and increased the pace of their fucking. His balls were drawn tight up against his body, and his spine already had some tingles at its base. His fangs were out, and his dick was about to explode. Hardy blinked back at him, which told Saxon his brother was ready to come as well.

Bram’s eyes were closed, and his fingers were laced through Leah’s short, brown hair. She was hardly visible, her body completely encompassed by the three of them, and that was the way Saxon wanted it to be from now on. A lifetime of nights exploding his cum into her cunt, her ass, her mouth. A lifetime of nights going to sleep with his arms around her, loving her, protecting her, keeping her safe.

“Oh. Oh!
Oh!
”

Leah’s body convulsed around his dick, shaking in his arms, sending incredible shivers right through him to his bones, his sinews, his soul. He held still, holding even his breath as she came around his dick harder and harder. Only when she finally stopped shaking did he and Hardy begin jackhammering into her again fast and strong. Saxon held her hips tightly, moving her body over his and Hardy’s cocks, ensuring she took them absolutely as deep as they could go on every stroke. Hardy was pulling on the chain between her cunt and her nipples, and Bram had hold of the back of her head, moving her mouth up and down on his cock.

Muffled little sounds of astonishment came from her, and Saxon realized her orgasm was building again.

Instead of letting himself explode, as he desperately wanted to do, he tightened his iron control over his body and ordered, “Come again, Leah. You know you can come again. Do it. Come for your three Masters. Orgasm again, Leah. Now!”