Casey's Secrets (Full Trilogy) (11 page)

Casey’s Surrender: Chapter 9

“Y
ou want it all, hmm? Rick said something about that. Maybe we should give it all to you now.”

He left me swinging, walking around me to meet Rick, who paused barely within reach if I’d been able to use my arms at all. They gave each other the briefest look of understanding before Rick gripped Max by the back of his head, glanced at me with a triumphant smile, then slammed his lips against Max’s mouth. Their hands clutched clumsily at each other, like they weren’t quite sure what to do, but still wanted every bit of it. Max’s fingers raked down Rick’s torso until he cupped him between the legs. Rick jumped and pulled back from the kiss.

“We don’t have to go there,” he said, wide eyed.

I was just as wide-eyed watching, but didn’t dare interrupt.

“Don’t you want to?” Max asked. “It’s always a nice shift when we want to satisfy a woman to the degree that we step out of our comfort zone.”

“Jesus, yes. I’m just curious…” Rick paused and looked at me. “How much do you want, Case? We’re at your mercy for the moment.”

I suppressed the hysterical laughter that threatened to bubble up, covering it with irony instead. “I’m the one tied up and dangling from the ceiling and you’re telling
me
you’re at
my
mercy? I just want to know what you’d do if you weren’t.”

“Probably have a beer and go jerk off alone,” Rick answered. Max responded with a laugh and a nod.

“The rules are different in this room,” Max said. “They’re what you make them.”

“I want to see you touch each other. And then I want … what I told Rick about.”

Max nodded and tilted his head toward Rick again, their mouths locking together. Rick quivered with an odd tremor when Max’s hand went between his legs again and gripped his cock, stroking it. My pussy throbbed even hotter when Rick followed his example, sliding his palm up Max’s erection. He broke away from the kiss without removing his hand from Max’s cock and looked at me.

“You’ve gotta say it out loud when you’re ready, honey. We can’t read your mind. Or are you just going to let us jerk each other off right in front of you?”

“N-no, I just want to see you pressed together. Your dicks, I mean. And then I want you to fuck me like that.”

They whispered a brief exchange before Max took over, holding both their hard flesh in his hands. He wrapped one hand around them both and squeezed. Rick let out a soft curse and looked at me, his gaze feverish. He reached toward me, sliding his hand up my bound thigh and pressing his fingers against my dripping cunt.

“You think your pussy’s ready to take us both?”

My clit throbbed its own response under his teasing fingers. I was so ready I ached for it.

“Yes,” I said. The quick breaths I took made the ropes dig tighter with ever inhalation and the chain stretched between my nipples made the clamps pinch. The sharp sensations were very apparent, but only aroused me more.

The pair of them parted after one more deep kiss and Max moved around to grip my hips from the back.

“You surprised me, Casey,” Max said into my ear from behind. “Until Rick told me you wanted this, I thought I knew what to expect from you.”

“Is this bad?” I asked breathlessly, my attention more focused on Rick’s grip of my thighs from the front and his hot shaft aimed at the exposed, wet flesh between my thighs.

“It’s never bad to push your boundaries. Sometimes you find out you love something you never thought you would. Now let’s stretch that pretty little pussy of yours wide open.”

Warm hands gripped the backs of my knees and I watched from beneath lowered lids as Rick slid between my spread legs. He reached one hand down and stroked me once, pressed his thick tip at my entrance and paused.

From behind, Max’s tip pressed between my folds, too, and the pair of them pushed slowly in tandem.

“Ah!” I couldn’t keep from crying out at the steady push and stretch. Alarming at first, but I was so wet and hot, my pussy easily let them in, accommodating their doubled girth in spite of how much my muscles protested at first. I felt dizzy from the effort to focus on the sensations and it was almost too much when Max grunted in my ear and the pair of them started moving.

“Christ, you’re so tight,” Rick said, his breath hot against my throat. “I want to feel you come like this, honey. You think you will?”

I thought I might never stop if I started, but there was nothing I wanted more. I could only stutter out an “uh-huh” when they pulled out and shoved deep again, their cocks stretching me further with each thrust. Every single nerve inside me lit up with the sheer, filling pressure of them, and to add insult, Rick slipped his hand between us and rubbed at my clit.

“Then let go, baby,” Max said behind me. His hard stomach was pressed against my bound hands and I had just enough movement to dig my nails in. He reached around me and tugged the clips off my nipples. The abused buds screamed with tingling pain as the blood rushed back into them and I yelled out. My body betrayed me entirely, muscles clenching and bucking ineffectually as the combination of sensations became too much. They both fucked me harder and faster, holding me tight between them while I lost it, my only method of expression to cry louder as the orgasm shook me.

Casey’s Surrender: Chapter 10

T
hey exchanged a couple quick words I wasn’t quite conscious of enough to comprehend and abruptly pulled out of me. I cried out in protest, but Rick squeezed my arm to still me.

“We’re not done yet, honey, don’t worry. Just need a short break. We need to last long enough to make sure you’re good and satisfied.”

He stepped away and I watched through a haze as he picked up a bottle of water from a cabinet against he far wall and took a long swallow. He brought it back to me and held the opening to my lips.

“Drink,” he said. I complied and gulped greedily, unaware of how thirsty I’d become. The mouth of the bottle slipped and cold water dribbled down between my breasts. I let out a soft gasp when the trickle made it all the way down and ran between my thighs. “Your pussy need a little cool-off, too?” he asked and before I could answer he tipped the bottle and poured a measure over my pelvis. The cool water only partly soothed my still hot, throbbing flesh. It really only made me want more.

“Feels good,” I said. “Fuck me again, please.”

Rick tossed the empty bottle to the side and came forward. This time he didn’t hesitate. He shoved his still hard cock deep into me, his mouth coming down onto mine at the same time.

“Still feel good?” he asked. He took advantage of the sway of the ropes to control my movements, pushing me back off his length with deliberate care before yanking me back toward him, impaling me on his stiff cock.

On one backward swing my ass was suddenly met with the stinging sweep of the flogger again—a swift crack followed by a lingering tickle as Max left it against my skin for a second before pulling back to deliver another blow. He only gave me a few strikes before his fingers hooked the ropes at my back and tugged me away from Rick, his cock slipping out of me and smacking against his belly before Max spun me around again.

Rick’s hands at my hips caught me and held me still, his slick cock pressed against my sore asshole.

Max was between my thighs now, his hands cupping my face and his lips pressing against mine. I whimpered into his mouth, my body shaking from the combined sensations bombarding me in the aftermath of my mind blowing orgasm. Rick’s cock pressed harder against my tight asshole, his voice harsh in my ear, begging me to relax.

“Let him in, baby,” Max said. “Then you can have me.” He aimed the tip of his cock between my swollen nether lips and teased it against my clit, our piercings clicking as they bumped each other.

I could only nod in response, my eyes fluttering closed with the combined pleasure and painful stretch of my asshole. Rick’s cock pressed harder, breaching my slick opening and filling me inch by inch with his hard length. The harsh friction continued, transforming from pain to pleasure with each second, until his hips pressed against my ass and his steady panting gusted warm against my neck.

“Now,” I cried. “Please fuck me now.”

Max let out a low groan and swiftly shoved his cock deep into my pussy. Somehow I managed to stay conscious through the most intense pleasure of my life. Even the orgasm I’d just had couldn’t compare. I could only close my eyes and succumb to their thick flesh pounding into me from both sides. One pair of hands gripped my hips—Max’s I thought—while another hand toyed with my breasts and another slid between my thighs in front and rubbed my clit.

My pleasure felt suspended like my body, floating in mid-air, with no barriers between us.

“Let me feel you come again, baby. Tell me when you’re close.”

Some part of me didn’t want to, though. The hot vibration of it was right there, pulsing in my core again like a tiny nuclear explosion frozen a split second before it went off. I wanted to remain suspended that way, floating in these amazing sensations, forever filled by them both, enslaved by pleasure. But Max wanted it and so I let myself give in.

“I am …” I said, followed by a series of breathy moans punctuated by their cocks thrusting and pushing my breath from my lungs.

“Me too,” Rick murmured, his mouth against my neck. “Together, honey, I’m ready for you.” His teeth sank into my shoulder, sending the spike of pain I needed to push me over the edge.

The bomb detonated, flooding my entire body with tingling, pulsing heat more intense than anything I’d experienced. I thought I cried out, but my voice was lost against the hungry pull of Max’s lips and his tongue plunging between.

My hips twitched, muscles clenching as my reflexes struggled to buck into Max’s thrusting pelvis, or back against Rick, chasing the pleasure, but Max’s fingers dug hard into me, forcing me to remain still while the pair of them spent themselves inside me. Their cocks pulsed when they came, the throbbing sensation sweetly enhancing my own waning climax. My muscles clenched tightly around them both and I moaned again as both my invaded openings gripped them, wanting to draw out the pleasure just a little longer.

Even as my climax faded, they held me close, seeming as reluctant to let me go as I was for them to leave. Inevitably, they went, but only one at a time.

Max kissed me and slid out, stepping away only long enough to find a cloth to clean me up. I’d grown to love how attentive he was with me afterward, and sighed appreciatively at the delicate swipes over my tender flesh. Rick pulled out very slowly and began to untie me.

My head sagged and I let out a deep, satisfied sigh. The next few moments I spent in a daze, responding in monosyllables to the murmured questions from the two of them as Rick undid my bindings. Max carried me to the bed and laid me down and they both took turns massaging my limbs to make sure my blood was circulating. Everything tingled a little bit but nothing hurt aside from a tiny bit of soreness on my ass and the dull pain from where Rick had bitten me. I smiled at the thought that he’d owed me anyway.

When I saw them stand again and start to dress I raised up on my elbows and called out. “Wait, don’t I get a choice about that?”

“About what, baby?” Max asked, confused.

“About you two putting on clothes so soon,” I said, my mouth quirking up at the corner. “I kind of thought it was customary to snuggle after giving a girl a couple mind blowing orgasms, or am I wrong about that?”

Rick laughed and dropped his jeans to the floor. “She kind of has a point, man. What the hell were we thinking?” He walked back over to the bed and slid beneath the covers, wrapping me in his arms. Max followed, joining me on the other side.

He let his hand rest at my waist and kissed me on the forehead. “Like this?” he asked.

I bit my lip and shook my head. “No, turn over. Rick’s got me, so let me get you.”

He gave me a dubious look but did as I asked. With his back to me I shifted, pressed my bare breasts against his back and slung my leg over his hips from behind, then wrapped an arm around his chest. With my lips pressed against his ear I asked, “How’s this?”

He clutched my hand in his larger one and held it to my chest. “Most comfortable I’ve been in my entire life.”

I settled in with a sigh, enjoying the comforting skin-on-skin contact of both of them. Lethargy threatened to carry me to sleep, but I wasn’t ready to just yet. My mind spun with all the questions I still had that I just didn’t have the energy to ask just now. I did have the energy for one question.

“What happens next?” I asked.

I heard a low rumble and Rick’s warm body pressed against me from behind. “Whatever we’re in the mood for tomorrow.”

Max tensed under my touch. “Tomorrow we have to go talk to your mother. After that … I hope you’ll stay.”

The mention of Mom made me clutch him tighter and his fingers clung to me as tightly as mine did to him. I could feel his heartbeat pounding hard in his chest.

“If you’ll let me stay, I will. But do you mean here?”

Rick’s breath gusted against my shoulder. “Where else, honey? This bed’s built for us.”

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