Zurlo, Michele - Riley [Daughters of Circe 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (14 page)

The first sharp smack echoed through the blackness of the night. Riley had no idea where they were or what was around them. The world had shrunk to include only the mattress, the ropes, the columns, and her lovers.

Teigh’s expression didn’t change. Behind him, Caiden swung again. The blow landed on his thigh. Riley hadn’t seen the first one to know where it hit. Once again, Teigh didn’t react.

She did, though. With each resounding crack, she flinched. The knots from the elaborate latticework binding caressed her skin and dug into those strategic and erotic places Caiden had pinpointed. Moans and little pleas squeaked from between her lips.

Caiden swung again and again, rounding Teigh’s body so that he blocked Riley’s view. The instrument in Caiden’s hand turned out to be a leather paddle. Caiden worked his way down Teigh’s chest to his legs. When he stepped away, the flickering candlelight showed a ruddy undertone to Teigh’s mocha skin.

Anticipation marked the lines of Teigh’s body, and his cock had thickened, hardening to half-mast. “More,” he said. “Use the crop.”

With a flick of Caiden’s wrist, the paddle changed to a riding crop. He tested the handle in his hand, adjusting his grip until he found one that seemed to please him. A little leather square flapped from the end of the long rod.

Riley wondered whether the smaller surface area would hurt more or less. Teigh had already taken much more than she would have been able to endure. Where she would have been sobbing for mercy, he only demanded more. The fact he requested a specific instrument didn’t escape her notice. If Caiden was in charge, why was Teigh allowed to call the shots?

She didn’t have too much time to wonder. Caiden tapped the leather square against Teigh’s pectoral muscles. Teigh’s lips pressed together. While he had yet to lose his temper with Riley, she recognized the signs of frustration turning to anger. The ropes wrapped around her body hadn’t driven her that far yet, but she didn’t have the benefit of experience to know where this was heading. Teigh did.

Caiden openly reveled in not giving Teigh exactly what he wanted, and Riley realized this was part of the punishment. Caiden knew exactly what Teigh wanted, and he refused to deliver.

As he had with the paddle, Caiden peppered Teigh’s body with taps. Finally, Caiden flicked the crop extra hard, and a crack shot through the air. Teigh moaned loudly, and Riley jumped, jerking against the ropes. A fresh gush of cream rushed to her pussy. She whimpered for more, knowing full well Caiden had no intention of delivering additional stimulation until he decided to do so.

Caiden rounded to the back of Teigh, once again revealing the long muscles cording his entire body. His erection, large and thick, bobbed and strained, seeking the caress Caiden denied.

The staccato rhythm of the crop continued. Riley watched Caiden’s arm rise and fall. Teigh relaxed into the beating as if he was being massaged. Suddenly, the crop sang through the air, cutting it with practiced precision. Teigh’s body jerked, and he cried out.

The style of the assault changed. Each new blow whistled, and Teigh cried out loudly, not bothering to temper his volume or control his reaction. Riley’s body flinched and moved, but soon she wiggled and writhed to both prolong and flee the unique torture of the knots she couldn’t escape. Ragged breaths ravaged her throat. The bindings didn’t stimulate enough to push her over the edge. If Soren was here, he would…

Riley pinched her eyes closed against the sadness that washed through her body and soul. Soren wasn’t here. While they played around, he fought demons only he could see. As if she willed it, the rope binding her slackened and fell away. She wiggled free and sat up.

Caiden’s questioning gaze penetrated deep. Riley couldn’t meet it for long. From the corner of her eye, she saw him release Teigh. The two of them settled on each side of her.

Angry marks crossed Teigh’s back, and most of his skin retained a deep flush from Caiden’s rough treatment. With a tentative hand, Riley touched his skin. He smiled encouragingly, and a shiver ran through him when her finger crossed a light welt.

“The marks will fade in a few hours.” He captured her hand in his and brought it to his lips. “We should make the most of them before they disappear.”

She rushed to assure him that she understood. “I know this brings you pleasure. I didn’t mean to interrupt.” Her mouth opened and closed as she searched for the right words. She didn’t want to chastise them for what they were doing, but her soul cried out for Soren to join them. While she had no problem engaging in this kind of play with just the three of them, Soren’s absence didn’t sit well with her.

Caiden must have sensed her problem. “If Soren was here, he would have alternated sitting on the edge of the bed teasing you and standing in front of Teigh, teasing him. He doesn’t care to dish out the punishments, as I like to do, but he doesn’t hesitate to take advantage of the situation.”

Tears pricked her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. “Those demons have him, Caiden. He’s alone and miserable, and I don’t know how to help him.”

Caiden slid his arms around her and pulled her close. She rested her cheek against his chest, and he kissed the top of her head. “I wish I could offer some words of wisdom, my darling, or some reassurance that it’ll all turn out for the best. I have a deep and abiding faith. It has carried me through the millennia without you, and it only grows now that I hold you in my arms. It’s all I have to offer, and I give it freely.”

Hands caressed up and down her back, but it wasn’t until lips kissed a line along her shoulder that she realized Teigh had added his caresses to Caiden’s. Ever since Soren left, she had sought this kind of physical comfort from Teigh. In his arms, she could forget for a little while. Perhaps having both of them would work twice as well.

“Make love to me.” She lifted her head and locked gazes with Caiden. “I know this isn’t what you planned, but it’s what I need from the both of you right now.”

He nodded, and one hand slid up her back, stopping when he cupped the back of her head. A million feelings pinged through her body, but something in his demeanor commanded the bulk of her attention. She didn’t feel bad, or like she neglected Teigh, because she knew Teigh felt the same pull. With Caiden there, they both automatically ceded control to him. She knew their submission would only be deeper if Soren joined them.

Of course, she didn’t know whether Soren would top Caiden or the other way around. It seemed to her that neither of them would countenance another dominant personality for long.

At her core, Riley knew she called the shots. All three men would fall over themselves to see to her needs. She had only to ask. She used that now because she needed them both to hold her, to love her as only they could.

Caiden kissed her. His tongue teased the seam of her lips, ignoring the way she parted them in invitation for the longest time. She might be able to call the shots, but she recognized the content of her request fulfillment wasn’t up to her. If he wanted, he would kiss her for hours. He would leave her lips swollen and throbbing, and then he would move his mouth lower to torture her body with love.

Desire and urgency had the same grip on him as it had on her. His cock strained at the white linen of his garment. He stoked the fire inside her for only a few minutes before he lifted his head away. The silk bindings had done their job well, and Teigh only added to the flames with his talented hands that roamed her body. Need pulsed through her veins. She didn’t require a lot of additional foreplay.

Caiden peered over her shoulder. “Lay back, Teigh. You’ll take our weight pressing into you. We’ll make the most of those welts before they fade.”

Teigh scooted back and lay down, his legs parted far enough for Caiden to kneel between them. Most of the redness on his chest had already faded, but he hissed as his weight pressed his back into the sheet. A tremor ran through his entire body, and a low moan vibrated free from his throat. His thick cock, already full size, seemed to swell before her eyes.

Caiden squeezed her ass. “Climb on him, Circe. We’re both going to have you.”

Riley scrambled to obey. Teigh lifted his cock, holding it as she positioned her dripping entrance over it. She didn’t wait for Caiden to give another order. He’d told her to climb on, and she would be damned if she was going to wait any longer. Being bound wasn’t something she ever thought she would enjoy, yet Caiden’s mastery of the ropes had excited her just as much as any of them did with their kisses and caresses.

As soon as she sheathed him, Teigh pulled her down onto his chest. Riley took a deep breath.

“Are you okay, babe?” Teigh’s chest vibrated against her as he voiced his concern. He stroked a hand down her back. “You want this, right?”

“Oh, yes. I want this. I want to lose myself sandwiched between the two of you.”

Caiden’s fingers massaged lubricant into her anus. She had no idea if he would be gentle or not. Teigh had been gentle. Soren had not. She liked it both ways.

The mushroom head of his cock pressed against her. He pushed steadily into her, neither slowing nor stopping until he was completely buried. Everyone held still. Breath sounds created the only noise as she took a moment to become accustomed to the feel of two cocks filling her. Her tissues stretched, but she felt no discomfort or pain, only a fullness she desperately needed. She opened her eyes and nodded to Teigh’s unasked question.

Teigh lifted his hips, forcing her to thrust against Caiden. The two of them set a steady pace that Riley couldn’t resist. She ground her pussy against Teigh and pushed back against Caiden, undulating to the rhythm of their love.

Heat built, and soon the inferno lapped at every nerve in her body. She exploded, but they didn’t come with her. Caiden increased his pace. He and Teigh worked together, pistoning in and out faster and faster. Riley lost all feeling in her limbs. She floated free of her moorings, the heat driving her higher and higher.

Adrift and safe in the arms of her two lovers, she came apart again. Bliss washed over every cell in her body. The feel of Caiden’s weight pinning her to Teigh was the last thing she remembered before drifting into nothingness.

Chapter 7

The steady whirr of speeding tires woke Riley. Leather stuck to her cheek. As she fully awakened, she became aware that she was no longer in a bed. Though she hadn’t ridden in it before, she knew she was inside Soren’s truck. The interior smelled like fried food. She pushed into a sitting position and cried out. Fire rushed through the muscles and tendons of her neck. Testing it revealed it wouldn’t move in certain directions.

Soren’s large hand wrapped around her neck and squeezed lightly. Nausea rolled through her stomach, but it didn’t travel any further.

“Where the hell are we?”

“Northern Idaho. Almost to Montana. You’ve been asleep for about twelve hours.” Soren’s answer held a note of amusement. “That must have been some dream. Did Caiden whisk you away to Never Never Land for a sex-fest?”

Riley tried to turn her head to face Soren, but her neck refused to cooperate. “I don’t suppose you have anything for a headache?”

He stared straight ahead, but his nostrils flared and she felt magic wash through the cab of the truck. The tension in her neck eased.

She turned to face him. Dark shadows stained the thin skin below his eyes. His shaggy blond hair hadn’t been combed with anything but his fingers, yet he still managed to look sexy. He wore the same clothes he had been wearing the morning he walked out of the house and didn’t come back. Disheveled suited him, but it unnerved her. It didn’t fit his personality at all.

“You look like hell, Soren. It’s almost dinner time. Why don’t you pull over at the next rest stop and we can get something to eat.” She had no idea what time it was, but her stomach growled, so it seemed to be a good guess.

He glanced over at her. His gaze flickered to her stomach and back to look at the winding road. “We’ll stop once we get to Shade’s house. He’ll have food. You might have to eat meat.”

She snorted. “I’m not—” Stabbing pain robbed her of breath. She touched a hand to her neck to find a bandage just below her left ear. “What happened to me?”