The Dom's Patience is Rewarded [Unchained Love 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (17 page)

Leticia was determined not to explode the moment William entered her. If he was that aroused he’d come, too, and he deserved better from her than that. He’d waited patiently for this moment, so the least she could do was let him get a few decent strokes in first.

And Oliver. He truly was the most patient Dom she’d ever met. Once again he’d aroused his two subs, let them play with body paint, and heating massage oil, and a vibrating butt plug, with no touching of himself or any kind of relief at all. Here he was, still patiently waiting for her and William to get organized so he could fuck her. He had to be the most patient and thoughtful Dom ever.

William wiggled the butt plug as he removed it, causing her heated tissues to send shards of delight through her body. Then he pushed his cock at her entry and slid deep inside her, his cock far better than the butt plug, wider, thicker, warmer, and more enticing, more real. Yes, real. She liked the realism of the men over toys. Not that toys weren’t a lot of fun as well, of course. But her two men were way better than any toy could ever be.

Sometimes they thrust in and out together. Leticia liked that. It was very powerful. So powerful that often the bed rocked on its legs. But part of the intensity was because for brief seconds she was left empty before being filled. So it was an emotional ride as well as a physical one. But she also liked it when one moved in as the other moved out. To her that symbolized the two of them taking turns, being a team, sharing her. Which made that an incredibly powerful mental image, too. So whatever they did, she liked it.

Face it, Leticia. You just like being fucked by Oliver and William.

Why yes, yes I do.

I really need to stop talking to myself! What if they can hear me? That would be embarrassing.

Tonight the two men moved together, powering in and out of her together, their sweaty bodies sticking to the plastic sheet and causing it to move over the stone floor in time with their thrusts. Deeper and deeper still they drove into her, causing the orgasm building inside her to coil tighter and harder, demanding to be set free. Determinedly, she held on to her control, not wanting to spoil it for William and Oliver. Not wanting the exquisite pleasure of being held in their arms, of being physically loved by them both, to end so soon.

The men were powering into her faster now, their leg muscles thrusting up hard as their bodies clung to the plastic sheet and to each other. Little by little they jerked over the stone floor, and Leticia was glad she wasn’t on the bottom of the pile. She hoped Oliver’s skin wasn’t being abraded. Although it was much too difficult to think coherently when such delicious feelings were racing through every nerve ending.

Oliver slammed up into her and his cock jabbed her cervix. An intense shard of pleasure/pain roared through her body. Leticia threw back her head and screamed as her orgasm became uncontrollable, blasting through her from her cunt, her ass, her spine, and everywhere in between.

Both men pumped desperately for a few more strokes, then heat flooded her from before and behind, sending aftershocks from her climax powering through her again and again. Leticia lowered her head and gripped Oliver’s shoulder with her teeth, her face pressed into his muscles as both he and William stroked into her more gently now as they all began to come down from the high of their release. Finally, they stopped and she let herself lie limply between them.

“Best. Orgasm. Ever,” she whispered.

“For me, too,” said William.

“That makes it unanimous,” said Oliver, wrapping his legs around them all and rolling them onto their sides but leaving his cock buried inside her.

Suddenly, Leticia giggled. “Thank goodness we can use the hose to wash down the plastic sheet. But it’s way too cold to use it to clean us as well.”

“I’m not standing out in the garden naked washing the plastic. I suggest we wash it in the shower with us,” said William.

“That’s the plan. We’ll use one of the shower rooms in the barn, where we can all fit at once. I can’t wait until our own bathroom is renovated and we can shower together,” said Oliver.

“Only trouble is maybe less washing will get done and more playing,” said William, petting one of Leticia’s breasts.

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that idea,” joked Leticia.

The men wrapped Leticia in the plastic, walking naked themselves over to the barn. Naked wasn’t frowned on here, but it was cold and she was happy to have some protection from the weather.

Oliver put his bag of toys on the floor by the door while William turned on the water in the shower and Leticia unraveled herself from the sheet.

A vivid image appeared in her mind. It was of the front gates of Carnal Connections with two trucks crashed into them. Her father had locked her in her room the time the rogue panthers had tried to ram raid the property, but she instantly knew what the image represented. But why would she be getting it now?

She opened her mouth to say something as William’s eyes got huge and he said in a wondering tone, “The rogue panthers who ram raided us got out of jail yesterday.”

Oliver nodded. “I got the same vision. They’ve re-formed David’s former pack with Charlie and Drew, two half-panthers, in charge. Forget showering, just get dressed. We need to warn everyone. Autumn, Serena, and Verity may be at risk right now.”

“How did we all know that? How did I see the gates?”

“I don’t know, but evidently it takes all three of us to do it. Hurry up. Let’s go,” said Oliver.

THE END

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