Pass The Parcel (6 page)

Kitty slumped over Finn. A second later,
Ethan collapsed on top of them—his cock still buried deep inside
her body. She knew she should be mortified by what they’d
done—embarrassed that she’d enjoyed it so much—and the second the
rush of pleasure through her veins fizzled out she’d get right on
it. But at the moment, all she could do was lie in satisfied
silence as she caught her breath and tingled from head to toe.

There were aches. Twinges that once the cloud
of bliss surrounding her dispersed would be more than a little
uncomfortable. Ethan hadn’t been gentle despite it being her first
time, but if she were honest, she hadn’t wanted him to treat her
with kid gloves. She loved the way he’d taken her. And having
Finn’s cock hard and pulsing in her mouth—his taste on her
tongue…

She’d never done anything like it. Never felt
anything so good. So powerfully intoxicating. It would be all too
easy for her to get addicted to this kind of pleasure.

“Get off, Ethan,” Finn groaned. His words and
breath skittered over her swollen, wet pussy, making her shiver.
“You’re squashing Kitty.”

“I’m okay.” She wasn’t ready to let go of
this feeling—the sinfully delightful comfort of having them wrapped
around her—inside her.

“No. Finn’s right.” Ethan braced his arms and
rose off her. Cool air rushed over her spine where her skin was
slick with their combined sweat. “Just relax for me.”

Kitty had no idea how she could get any more
relaxed or why he’d tell her to, but she hummed her agreement into
Finn’s thick thigh anyway.

Pain sliced through her backside and into her
core, bursting through the fog of happiness she’d been floating in.
Every muscle contracted. Her back arched and her knees bent towards
her belly, her body curling inwards.

“Shit!” Finn grabbed her thighs and held her
still.

“Relax, Kelly.” Ethan smoothed a hand over
her shoulder, down her arm. “I need you to take a deep breath in
and relax when you let it out.”

The shaft of pain had gone, quickly
dissolving into her satiated body to join the soreness of muscles
well used, but Kitty knew she could expect more. The fullness in
her arse was becoming more and more uncomfortable and the tightness
with which her body clamped around Ethan warned her it wouldn’t be
a pleasant experience when he pulled out. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can,” Ethan murmured in her ear as
he leaned over her again.

“No.”

“Kitty?” Finn moved his thumbs in small
circles on her legs, the touch mesmerising—soothing. “Ethan can
either take it out slow or fast. Either way, you’re going to feel
it. The more relaxed you are, the easier it’ll be for you. But if
you can’t let those muscles go it’ll be better if he pulls out
quickly. Like ripping a Band-Aid off.”

Kitty couldn’t help it, she laughed. “I
cannot
believe you just referred to Ethan pulling his cock
out of my arse as ripping off a Band-Aid.”

“Ah”

Ethan chucked in her ear. “It is a strange
comparison, but then we know Finn’s a weirdo.”

“Ha ha.” Finn’s hot breath saturated Kitty’s
wet folds and a shudder rolled through her.

“Fuck!” Ethan’s expletive exploded in her
ear. “What the hell are you doing down there, Finn?”

“Distracting her.” Finn licked between her
lips to find her clit. He laved and flicked, nipped and sucked.

“Oh God.” She buried her head into Finn’s leg
as he went to town on her super-sensitive pussy. It was too much.
It wasn’t enough. Her hips rocked. Teeny, tiny movements that
ground her swollen flesh against his amazing mouth.

Ethan moved too. In counterpoint. Finn had
her panting for breath. Her heart was racing and an orgasm riding
close when Kitty realised Ethan’s cock was almost out of her. She
whimpered, the thought of further pain causing her to tighten up
again.

But they weren’t having that. With gentle
hands and Finn’s talented mouth, they had her moaning and writhing
between them until it was all too much and her release crashed over
her. She cried out. Pleasure surged through her as wave after wave
took her under.

When she caught her breath, she was lying on
her side, Finn cradling her against his chest, her face tucked into
the curve of his neck, while Ethan spooned against her back. She
had no idea when he’d pulled from her body or when Finn had spun
around.

“You okay?” Ethan asked.

Too lethargic to form words, Kitty nodded.
She was floating in that peaceful place found on the other side of
complete satisfaction and just before complete exhaustion.

“Rest for a bit.” Finn stroked his hand over
her hip. “We’ll take a breather before round two.”

Round two? They weren’t done?

Oh God.

They were going to kill her.

Finn held Kitty close and savoured the scent
and feel of her in his arms. He’d waited so long that he kept
thinking he should pinch himself to be sure this was real. His cock
hadn’t even gone down after she’d blown him. He was still rock hard
and pressed against her belly.

Ethan had been a bit rough, and while she
hadn’t complained at the time, her reaction to his friend’s
withdrawal from her arse told Finn she’d be sore. They’d have to be
careful. Take care of her.

And he knew the perfect thing to do just
that.

“C’mon. Let’s get you in the spa bath.” Finn
loosened his grip and eased her away from his chest. “A nice long
soak will help with those sore muscles, and our tub is conveniently
big enough for three.”

He grinned down at Kitty. Her eyes were a
slumberous lust-hazed green and he almost changed his mind, but
then he thought about the break she’d get with the time it took to
fill the bath and get them all in it. If they didn’t move from the
bed now he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from fucking her in the
next few seconds.

She was flushed. Her skin was luminous with
her recent orgasm and the fine coating of sweat their exertions had
produced. Her eyes still had a just-come veneer to them and Finn
wanted to keep them that way. A self-satisfied smile curled her
mouth and her lips were puffy and red from where his cock had
stretched them. Everything about her screamed fucked and fucked
well, and they’d barely begun.

Finn grinned and rolled off the bed. “I’ll
get the water running.” He strode into the en suite.

He had the plug in and the water a third of
the way up the side of the tub before Ethan came in carrying Kitty.
Finn arched an eyebrow.

“She wasn’t moving on her own,” his friend
said with a grin.

Nodding, he stepped over the side of the tub
and held his arms out for Ethan to pass Kitty over.

With Kitty securely in his arms, Finn lowered
himself into the water. Ethan climbed in at the other end, and once
Finn had spun her to sit between his spread legs—her back against
his chest—Ethan pulled her feet into his lap and grabbed the
soap.

Ethan took his time to lather his hands
before passing the bar to Finn. While Ethan worked on Kitty’s feet
and calves, Finn skimmed his bubble-slick hands over her shoulders
and down her arms. They dealt with her extremities first. Taking
their time to make sure no millimetre of skin went unattended.

“Mmmthis feels amazing.” Kitty’s words could
barely be heard above the running water.

Finn nodded his head at Ethan who reached
behind him to switch the tap off. The warm water was over the jets
now and Finn rinsed his hand before grabbing the control knob and
switching it to low.

Streams of bubbles blew gently through twelve
strategically placed nozzles. Each one designed to hit the body in
just the right spot no matter where in the tub you sat. Of course,
some of those positions didn’t calm the body, but he’d save those
for later. First they’d finish washing every inch of the beautiful
woman floating in the water with them.

Ethan trailed his hands farther up Kitty’s
legs and Finn moved his hands over her shoulders and down over her
collarbones. He skimmed the top of her breasts but didn’t dip
lower, instead, he brushed his fingertips up to her throat and down
again. She shivered beneath his touch and goose bumps rose across
her chest.

He smiled and continued to play his fingers
over her skin. Kitty arched her back, thrusting her breasts up to
entice his hands. Finn had control but those tempting mounds were
too much for him to ignore. He’d wanted his hands on them since
before Ethan had removed her top to reveal her pert tits perched on
top of the corset she’d bought just for them.

Finn’s smile grew bigger. He couldn’t deny
experiencing a thrill at the knowledge Kitty had wanted to dress up
for them even if he thought the thing was a torture apparatus and
should be banned from her wardrobe. He’d have to remember to get
rid of it so she wouldn’t be tempted to wear it again.

Not that he thought she would considering the
pain it had obviously caused her. She still had red indents on her
sides where the thing had dug into her. He moved his hands to the
outer edges of her breasts and slid his palms over those marks. He
soothed them with soft caresses until she wiggled against him—
brushing her arse against his erection.

That small, insubstantial touch sent Finn’s
hormones into overdrive. Blood rushed. His heart slammed against
his ribs. And his cock strained to the point he thought he might
burst out of his skin. He’d been horny before. Lusted after women
and had them for hours on end, but he’d never recovered this
quickly.

Never been ready to fuck the second after
he’d blown his load.

Except with Kitty.

Everything was different with her.

She drove him out of his mind with want and
as much as he wanted to be gentle—take their time—he was done
waiting to get inside her.

Finn grabbed her waist and lifted. “Lean
forward. On your knees and put your hands on Ethan’s shoulders,” he
ordered.

“What?”

“Come here, Kelly,” Ethan urged as he reached
for her.

His friend knew what Finn wanted, and they
soon had Kitty on her knees facing away from Finn. He stared at her
pussy, the lips still plump and red, her puckered anus a little
pink from where Ethan had stretched her wide. Finn wanted to fuck
her there but he’d take her pussy first.

“Are you on the pill?”

“Why?” she asked, glancing over her shoulder
at him.

“Because if you’re protected, I’m going in
without a condom.” Finn got to his knees and positioned himself
behind her. “Are you or not?”

“Pregnancy isn’t the only thing I need
protecting from.”

One side of Finn’s mouth twitched, but he
held the smile at bay. “No, it’s not. But you don’t have to worry
about that from us.”

She arched an eyebrow at him and he couldn’t
hold back the grin anymore.

“I’m clean. I’ve never fucked a woman without
a condom.”

Her other eyebrow joined the first.
“Why?”

“Because I’m not stupid enough to take a
chance like that,” he growled.

“No. I understand why you don’t have sex
without protection. Why are you prepared to take the risk with me?”
she asked.

It was a good question. One he wasn’t willing
to answer truthfully just yet. They’d talked about it, him and
Ethan. They didn’t want this to be a one-time deal. What they
wanted was so far out of the norm he didn’t think any woman would
agree. Not unless they made it so she couldn’t live without either
of them. And that’s exactly what their plan was. Make Kitty fall
madly in love with both of them so that when they asked her to move
in and spend her life with them, she wouldn’t be able to say
no.

Ethan held his breath while Finn tried to
convince Kelly to go without a condom. Not that she’d admitted to
being on the pill yet. A small part of him didn’t care if she
wasn’t. But getting her pregnant and trapping her into a
relationship wasn’t the way he wanted this thing between them to
go.

She turned to look at him. Her eyes searched
his for long seconds before she gave a tiny nod. “I’m on the
pill.”

“Thank fucking Christ.” Finn wrapped his
hands around Kelly’s hips and drove his cock into her.

A cry tore from her throat as the power of
Finn’s thrust pushed her against Ethan’s chest. He looked at his
friend over her shoulder and without speaking a word got his
message across.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to be so rough,” Finn
said as he slowly pulled back. “You make me crazy, Kitty.”

Ethan knew the feeling. She’d been driving
him out of his mind for two long years and he was done with the
insanity. He slipped his hands to her waist. “Hold my shoulders and
brace your arms.”

Once she’d gotten some stability, Finn pushed
back into her. The moan that slipped passed her lips had Ethan
bending his head and taking her mouth with his. He kissed her long
and deep. Drove his tongue inside her in the same rhythm his friend
was filling her with his cock.

Together they took her, and Ethan had to
struggle to keep from surging to his knees and replacing his tongue
with his dick. He tore his mouth from hers and nibbled his way down
her chin and along her jaw until he reached the tender skin beneath
her ear. Nuzzling into the delicate spot, he whispered all the
dirty things he wanted to do to her—with her—against her damp
flesh.

“I’m going to fuck you like Finn is. Raw.
Nothing between us.”

Ethan flicked her lobe with his tongue and
was rewarded with a shiver. A moan.

“I’m going to spray that juicy cunt with come
and mark you as mine.”

“Oh God.” She arched into him.

“And then I’m going to do it again. Watch
Finn do it again. Until our come is mixed together and dripping out
of that sweet cunt of yours.” Ethan had never been this into dirty
talk, but Kelly, the way she reacted to his voice—his
words—squeezed his balls and filled his cock with lava-hot
blood.