What She Wants (22 page)

Packer's deep smile lines all crinkled up, and he nodded, moving close enough that they all rubbed together. "Lay it on me."

"I want you to give it to me, take me hard." God, this was sexy, a little embarrassing, but blisteringly wonderful. "I want to ride your mouth while Ades rides your prick. I want..."
You to love me, too.
"...everything."

Packer nibbled on her ear, his breath giving her shivers. "I want you both, too, luv. Now. We should go before I embarrass myself."

"Yeah." Adrian tucked her under one arm. "We're starting to get a little attention."

She glanced around, noting some stares. A few jealous, a few open-mouthed. Oops.

"Upstairs, hmm? We'll play." Oh, man. Nosy bitches at eleven, closing in. Fast.

"Yeah." Adrian steered her away from the encroaching crowd of females, Packer guarding the rear.

They made it to the elevator, Dillon Walsh sliding in with them, two coffees in hand. "Six please."

She pushed six and fourteen, her heart beating hard, like they'd been caught doing something wrong. Ades and Pack, though? They brazened it out.

"Oi, Dill. Nice show last night," Packer said, nodding at the clown, who looked totally different sans makeup. More like a regular guy.

Dillon grinned. "Thanks, man. Tough crowd. Had to be on my game."

"You had 'em going."

"Yeah, so did you guys."

What did that mean? She looked from Adrian to Packer, biting her lip. Ades just chuckled. "Got no idea what you mean, Dillon."

"You both... rode." Those eyes were dancing, laughing at them as the elevator doors opened. "Have a good one."

The doors shut, and Pack and Ades both cracked up. She wanted to hit them. Hard.

"You're both shits!" People were going to just... explode. Two cowboys. Two hot Aussies.

God, they were amazing. It was so hard to stay mad at them, especially when Ades bent to kiss her, his mouth hot and hungry. His tongue pushed into her lips, fucking her, hand wrapped around one of her breasts, thumb working her nipple.

Packer moaned, the sound echoing a little, but she had no idea what he'd been about to do. The doors opened and Adrian yanked her toward their room.

She stumbled along behind him, Packer's hands on her ass now, hurrying her. She thought she might break a leg on her heels, but Pack caught her when she stumbled.

"I got you." Packer was hard as stone, cock rubbing against her ass as Adrian worked the key card.

Her heart raced, her pussy so wet she was afraid she'd embarrass herself with the evidence on her thighs. Ades' hands shook, too, so she wasn't the only one.

"Now, Chook." Packer's growl brushed her jaw, tickled her as soon as they were in.

"Yeah, mate. Yeah." Adrian tore at her clothes, the cloth straining at the seams.

Their hands were everywhere, so big, so rough, so hard, and she pushed into the touches, her nipples aching, clit throbbing as someone yanked her panties off. Oh, god. That had to be Packer, bold as brass as he unzipped his jeans and pressed his cock to her ass. His hands lifted her breasts, offering her nipples to Adrian, who swooped down, sucking one in hard.

"Oh." She moaned it out, her body starting to sway, just like they were dancing again.

"Bed. Bed, Chook." Packer's fingers worked her other nipple, the pressure making her mouth dry.

"Gonna fall down if we don't," Adrian agreed.

"Can't fuck her like she needs if we don't."

Calleigh's knees went weak. The things they said made her pussy clench, her legs rubbing together to give some friction. They lifted her, both of them taking part of her weight.

She leaned her head back, Pack's lips crashing down on hers, taking her mouth. He was all spice, all hard male angles to her soft curves. Adrian pressed in from the side, joining the kiss. He was more like molasses, slow and deliberate, sweet tempered by a rough edge.

They moved to the bed, Adrian easing her down to the mattress, even as she worked his shirt open. Packer slipped her heels off, then came after everything. Suddenly clothes were flying -- jeans and buckles, underwear and shirts. Someone lost a button, Calleigh's nails accidently scored Adrian's belly.

"Christ." Adrian moaned, his muscles pulling up.

"Sorry." She twisted on the bed, lips on Ades' belly, tongue sliding on the little scratch.

"Don't be, luv. He liked it. Little pain slut." Packer was laughing, but it was a sexual, dark, happy sound, not mocking.

"Hey!" Ades tried to protest, but it didn't sound real.

Calleigh bit, tugging the little hairs on Adrian's trail to glory. "Our slut."

"Yeah, love. Ours." Packer touched her, his fingers sliding between her legs from behind, dipping into her pussy. She spread, aching for it, for both of them, and she rocked back, taking those hard fingers deep, moaning in complaint as they disappeared.

"Hush, baby girl. Pack's got you."

Sure enough, Packer moved in close again, cock prodding at her folds. His hands were at her ass, spreading her, thumbs sliding against her hole even as his cock pushed inside her. She bent her head, mouth taking Adrian in deep.

He cried out, hands on her shoulders. "Fuck. Fuck, mate. Look at you two."

"She's hot, Chook. Hot and wet and so good." Packer moved, sliding forward.

Adrian's prick spread her lips, Pack's pushed into her cunt, and she shook, feeling like she was burning alive. She sucked, her breasts heavy and bouncing.

"Is she tight around you, mate?"

His thumbs pushed in deeper, and she groaned, eyes flashing up to meet Adrian's. He smiled for her, his beautiful eyes on her, watching her every move.

"Fuck, baby girl. I want you. So fucking bad." Ades blinked at her, stared with needy eyes.

"Anything," she murmured against the head of his cock. They could have her any way they wanted.

Adrian tugged her up, pulling her right off Packer's prick, so she was straddling his cock. "I'm going to take you and so is Packer."

Pack's moan sounded like the man was in pain. She understood perfectly. That had to be the dirtiest thing anyone had ever said to her. Adrian didn't give either of them the chance to argue -- he grabbed Calleigh's hips and pushed inside her, thumbs working her clit.

She gasped, her hips tilting just the way Adrian obviously meant them to, opening her up for Packer. Packer's fingers -- somehow slick -- circled her, teasing her, making her gasp. Calleigh had never thought of her ass as all that sexy until Adrian and Packer had brought up the idea. Now they seemed intent on making her notice, making her understand how they needed her.

Adrian murmured, thumbs working together against her clit, the pleasure almost pain. Packer's finger slid inside her ass, stretching her there, and she cried out, shaking in every muscle.

"Breathe, baby girl. He knows how to make it good."

She nodded, sucking in a shaky breath. 'You-- you would know, right?"

Packer chuckled, moving his finger gently inside her. "All you have to do is relax, luv. Let us in."

Soft kisses brushed across her shoulders and one finger became two, the added stretch seeming so big. "Oh, god. Adrian, he's…:

"I know." Adrian rocked into her, somehow managing to match the rhythm of Packer's fingers, of her need. "The first time he touched me like that, I thought I'd die. He's good, baby girl, and he’ll make it right."

There was a confidence in Adrian's voice that made her heart beat faster, made her hamstrings tight. Packer groaned, free hand landing on the small of her back, fingers rubbing hard, digging in enough that she shook.

"One more finger, luv. You should see her, Chook, she's wet and pink, stretching for me. Hungry for it, our woman." Packer's voice scraped across her nerves, just as much as the touch inside her, widening her hole, making her cry out. This cry wasn't pain, though, or fear. No, it was need. She was relaxing into it, letting them pass her back and forth. Pack's lips were on her neck, her shoulder, her back, moving, whispering.

"Gonna make you feel so good, luv," Packer murmured, mouth moving on her skin. "Gonna be in there, be able to feel Ades inside you.

"Oh, god. Y'all. Y'all, I'm burning up inside." She'd never needed so much. Crazy, but true.

"We'll help, baby." Adrian kissed her, and Packer's fingers slid free. She knew what came next, and she tried not to tense.

"Breathe, luv. I won't hurt you." That voice was right by her ear, hands warm and soft on her sides.

"I trust y'all."

"Our girl." Packer moved away for a moment, then came back, his heat tempered by a slick condom.

Adrian nodded, but he wasn't looking at her. "Ours. Our lady."

That whole thing between Packer and Adrian should have made her jealous. It had, once upon a time. Now it made her pant, made her push back, begging Packer to get on with.

"Fuck, yes. Deep breath in, now, Calleigh girl." She sucked in a breath and a pinch to her butt made it deeper than she'd intended. Adrian nodded, rolled her clit, tugging harder than normal, and she let the breath out on a sigh. As she relaxed, Packer pushed in, spreading her nice and slow.

The sensation was huge, making her feel split in two for a moment. She held her breath until Packer nipped at her neck. "I told you to breathe, luv."

"Trying. Trying."

Adrian laughed, leaned up and caught one of her nipples between his lips.

"Ades!"

"Now, I know you're not scolding him." Pack shifted, one hand coming up under her breast to help Adrian out.

The suction was strong, and the way they filled her made her shake. "Oh, y'all. Boys. I need."

"We do, too. I can feel him, luv. I can feel Adrian inside you. Can you? Like we're rubbing together."

Adrian moaned around her nipple, his tongue flicking it back and forth, back and forth.

Calleigh nodded, fighting for air, their hands driving her crazy and keeping her from moving, all at once. They moved with her, Adrian driving into her cunt, which seemed to push Packer back, Then Pack would push in, moving Ades back. She could feel them, their cocks sliding together, inside her, pressing against her.

It made her eyes roll, made her so wet that even Packer was slipping and sliding easily. "Jesus, luv. I..." Packer's mouth fastened on her shoulder even as Adrian cried out, his head falling back.

She was going to explode. Dissolve into tiny bits of pleasure. Calleigh sobbed out a breath, needing so badly that she couldn't come, couldn't let go.

"Come on, baby girl." Adrian's face was all hard angles, set deep in pleasure. He touched her, pushing down where they joined to circle her clit, just as Packer pinched one nipple, tugging hard. That was all she needed, she rolled, biting out a string of curse words as pleasure flooded her.

"Listen to that dirty mouth." Packer licked at the bite mark he'd left on her shoulder, moving faster, his breath coming in great gasps.

"She's a stud. Ours. Pack, I feel you." Adrian moaned, eyes closed, hips driving up.

"Yeah, Chook. Yeah. Love that." Their thrusts rocked her body, and it was Pack with the dirty mouth, now. Filthy, in fact.

Her head fell forward, landing on Adrian's shoulder. "Love y'all."

"Love you so much, baby." Adrian kissed the top of her head, but she could feel him shake, feel how close he was to the edge.

Her clit slid over his body, the sensation enough to set her off again, a little rush that left her body tight.

Packer hollered behind her, going stiff, his cock slamming into her one last time. He went over that fast, his heart thundering against her back. Adrian moaned his own orgasm out against her skin, and she nodded, just damn near overwhelmed.

They all rested together, and she felt completely loved, protected rather than smothered.

Packer's hand stroked her side, fingers trailing over her skin, leaving tingles behind. Adrian kissed her chin then her cheek, light, random touches of his lips.

"Pretty lady." Pack's soft words made her blush, made her smile.

"That was something else, baby. Thank you." Ades was the more direct one this time.

"Melted me. May never walk again."

"Walking's overrated, luv." Packer laughed, easing away from her, leaving her feeling oddly empty.

Adrian held her, and in a second Packer was back, heavy and solid against her, holding her, too. Packer kissed her neck, the move tender, somehow more intimate than if he'd taken her mouth. "Love you, lady," he whispered. "So much."

Her eyes went wide, filled with tears. "Oh, y'all. I'm so lucky."

"You are?" Adrian sounded a little awed. "I'm the luckiest bloke ever."

Packer snorted. "No shit on that, Chook."

That got her chuckling, got Adrian laughing, too. God, it was good to be there between them. Loved by them.

"Somebody tell me there's going to be room service dessert."

"Oh, god." Ades made this insane noise. "I would kill for carrot cake."