Dual Embrace: 3 (Shadowpeak Wolves) (28 page)

“You want to suck it, baby?” Brynn asked her.

“Uh-uh, I want it inside me.”

Cain raised his eyebrows.

“But you’ve still got a punishment coming, do you not, my own?” Brynn replied, using his fingers to tweak her already stiff nipples. She threw her head back, pushing her breasts into his hands. Looking down at her, he knew he’d never been this happy in his long life.

“Hmm, I suppose if you promise not to come, we could get Cain to enter this silky pussy of yours. What do you say, Cain?”

“She won’t be able to stop herself. She’ll come. And she will get punished twice as hard.”

“It’ll be worth it,” Dusty replied.

Brynn saw the answer in Cain’s eyes.

Grasping the base of the plug, Brynn pulled it from her bottom slowly. She groaned as he drew it out halfway then drove it back inside her, seating it fully in her bottom.

“Brynn,” she cried.

“Hush,” both men ordered. But Brynn couldn’t play for long—he was too hungry. He pulled the plug from her bottom, throwing it on the floor. Cain untied her ankles and hands while Brynn grabbed the lube.

“I want a kiss first,” Cain said and, leaning down, took her mouth with his. When Cain drew back, Brynn handed her the lube.

“Ready for this, sweetheart?” Cain asked. “Can you take both of us?”

“Ready?” she panted. “I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life. Now hurry up and fuck me.”

Cain stared at her sternly. “Watch it, darling. I’m the one who gives orders around here.”

Dusty grinned.

“Cover my dick, my own.” Brynn held himself still as Dusty covered his half-erect cock in lube. He gritted his teeth through the delicious torture as his shaft throbbed incessantly.

“Enough.”

Grasping her hips, he turned her, sitting her on his lap as he reclined back against the headboard.

“Slowly, Dusty, slowly,” he cautioned as she tried to drive herself back onto him. Brynn directed her movements, grabbing his dick to guide it into her bottom. She cried out when the tip entered her.

“Shh, baby. Just relax and let me in. Breathe out, good girl.”

Her ass grabbed him, sucking him in. So tight. So hot.

She stilled when he was halfway inside her, panting heavily. Cain knelt beside them, turning Dusty’s head to take her mouth in a long kiss. She relaxed and Brynn slipped all the way inside her, burying himself deep in her luscious ass.

Cain drew back and stood.

Brynn cupped her breasts, holding them up as an offering to Cain who watched them with hot intent written on his face.

“Move your legs, my own, rest them over mine.” He opened his legs, spreading her pussy, displaying her secrets to Cain’s glittering stare.

“Part your lips, show him what he’s missing out on,” Brynn murmured in her ear.

Watching in the mirror, a rush of arousal made him lightheaded as she pulled apart those lush lips, revealing her moist, pink folds.

“Look at how beautiful you are. I could come just from watching you alone. But I can’t come yet. Not until our stubborn mate joins us. What do you think he should do first? Lick you? Tease that little clit? Drink down all those sweet juices? Or should he just pound that cock into you, drive himself deep while I make this ass mine?”

“I think he should do it all,” she said huskily as she circled her plump clit.

Cain’s eyebrows rose as he glared at them. “You’re teasing the beast, sweetheart. Both of you,” he growled.

“I know, and it’s so much fun,” Brynn replied with a grin. He placed his hand over Dusty’s, guiding her movements. Cain lay on his stomach between their open legs, shoving Dusty’s hand away before placing his mouth over her pussy.

Dusty shuddered and it sent Brynn close to the edge as her ass clenched around him, hot and tight. Damn, it was humiliating how quickly his control disappeared around her.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she cried out as Cain continued to torment her with his tongue. “That feels so good.”

“Remember, no coming,” Brynn reminded her. “Or it’ll go twice as hard for you.”

“Oh God,” she whispered.

Cain pulled back, thick juice coating his lips. He licked them. Brynn’s breath caught at the sight, his cock twitching with need. If they didn’t get a move on, he was going to embarrass himself horribly.

Brynn tweaked Dusty’s nipples, playing with them, flicking and pinching in turns. Cain climbed off the bed, his gaze burning with need as he watched them. Dusty rested her head back on Brynn’s shoulder, her eyes closed, her skin flushed with heat and desire.

Sheathing his cock with a condom, Cain lay back on the bed, crooking his finger at them both. “Come here.”

Brynn helped Dusty move off his dick and over Cain’s body. He ran his hand over her back as Cain pulled her in for a kiss. Brynn knelt behind her and, leaning down, parted her lower lips with his fingers, staring at her pussy. Her juices coated her pink, puffy folds and he couldn’t resist.

He moved in, taking one long, slow lick. Shit, one taste would never be enough. He swept his tongue from the top of her slit to the bottom, over and over, gathering more of her dew with each passing swipe.

Sitting back, Brynn squeezed the base of his cock hard, trying to calm himself as Cain lowered Dusty slowly onto his cock. He waited until the other man was fully seated before cupping her ass. “This is one fine ass, my own.” He squeezed her butt, delighting in every groan he elicited from her.

Brynn pulled her cheeks apart and dipping his head, rimmed her asshole with his tongue. This felt so right. He was meant to be here, with the two of them.

“Brynn!” she cried out.

“Keep going, man,” Cain urged him on. “You should feel how wet and hot that’s making her.”

Brynn pushed the tip of his tongue inside her, holding her hips as she tried to thrust back.

“You are doing so well, Dusty,” Cain praised her. “Do you know how amazing you are? How glad I am that you’re in my life?”

Brynn drew back. “Our lives,” he growled as he reached over and grabbed some lubricant, slathering it over his cock and her asshole.

“Breathe in deep, my own,” he told her, parting her ass cheeks. “Now let it out slowly.”

He had to move slowly, pushing inside her inch by agonizing inch. With Cain’s dick in her pussy she was incredibly tight. Hot. Delicious.

“Oh my God. Brynn! Cain! I’m so full,” she cried out.

Her ass caressed him hotly. Brynn gritted his teeth, pausing.

Don’t come yet. Don’t come yet.

Cain withdrew then thrust forward. Brynn and Dusty groaned together.

“Are you are trying to kill me?” Brynn complained as he drew back then pressed back in.

Cain chuckled. “If you die, we’ll go together. And we’ll die damn happy. Kiss me, sweetheart, I need to taste you.”

Brynn continued to move, small, gentle thrusts at first. But gradually he sped up, unable to help himself. Dusty drew back from Cain’s lips, turning her head to the side. Brynn leaned down and kissed her cheek.

“Clench down on him, my own,” Brynn ordered. “Milk that thick cock, drive him insane.”

A wicked grin crossed her lips.

“Goddamn,” Cain yelled. “Christ, that’s too much. I’m going to come.” Cain pushed up as Brynn drew back. They worked together, as though they’d been doing this with each other for years.

Dusty cried out, her head thrashing, her whole body shuddering violently.

“God, you’re hot, sweetheart. Hot and sweet,” Cain groaned. “I can’t hold back any longer.”

Cain came, letting out a yell of satisfaction. Dusty clamped around him, a tight vise around Brynn’s dick that had him at the point of no return. His balls were sizzling, almost painful with the need for release. Pleasure washed over him, flooding him, and he came in a huge rush, his head spinning.

The world became thick and hazy as he concentrated on breathing, on regaining some of his mind. Cain’s sexual energy filled the room, a drug that Brynn longed to take. But he forced himself to control it, to take only the tiniest bit from his mate.

With a soft sigh of regret, Brynn withdrew from Dusty’s ass carefully and rolled onto the bed with a groan.

“I’m spent, dead, never to be resurrected.”

He opened one eye to glare at his mates who were laughing.

“I bet in ten minutes, that’ll be making a liar out of you.” Dusty nodded at his now-flat cock.

“Nuh-uh, I’ve had it, my cock has had it. It’s retired for the night.”

Dusty sat up. “Well, that’s too bad. Guess you’ll just have to come up with another way of pleasuring me. I didn’t come, if you’ll remember.”

“Pleasure you?” Cain asked. “As I recall, you’re owed a punishment. What makes you think we’ll be pleasuring you, sweetheart?”

Dusty stuck her tongue out, huffing out a breath. She looked like a vengeful Amazon, determined to destroy any who stood between herself and her prize.

She slammed her fist down on the bed. “Fine, I don’t need either of you. I can do it myself.” She widened her knees, bringing her finger down to her clit. Brynn quickly grabbed her hand, while Cain sat up.

“Oh no, that’s what got you in trouble in the first place, sweetheart. Brynn, looks like we’ve left her discipline for too long.”

“She’s running wild,” Brynn agreed.

Cain shook his head. “We should have dealt with her first. Now she thinks she gets to come whenever she wants.”

Brynn clicked his tongue disapprovingly. “Such a naughty, naughty mate.”

“Stop teasing me,” she cried out as they stood and pulled her up. They quickly had her arms tied behind her back, her thighs spread. Cain shook his head when Brynn held up the blindfold.

“I think she should watch this time, don’t you?” Cain asked as he moved the mirror in front of Dusty.

She glared at them. “Don’t think I won’t get even for this.”

Cain chuckled and ran his hand down the side of Dusty’s face.

“Oh sweetheart, we’re counting on it.”

Dusty stared at herself in the mirror, unable to glance away. She was shocked by the flushed, wanton-looking woman staring back at her. Gone was the snarky exterior. Here she could let everything go and just enjoy herself, live in the moment, love the moment.

Two dark hands cupped her breasts. Cain’s head appeared over her shoulder, staring at her in the mirror. His mouth nipped along her neck. God she loved when he did that. The skin there was so delicate, sensitive, and it had a direct line to her clit. She attempted to move up and down, trying to rub her aching nipples against his palms, but he held her still, chuckling at her moan of discontent.

“Oh baby, you’re never going to last, are you? Do you want to know what your punishment for coming without permission is?”

She whimpered.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

“First, Brynn is going to clamp these sweet nipples.”

Brynn held up two clamps, grinning wickedly. Dusty growled at him as Cain held one breast up and Brynn pinched her nipple. He attached the clamp and turned the screw, tightening it. She arched up at the slight pinch, which quickly morphed into pleasure. The next clamp went on and dark warmth spread through her body, swirling around her clit, settling deeply in her womb.

Cain’s mouth brushed her ear. “Now he’s going to kiss you, gorgeous.” With each word, heat tickled her skin, making her tremble.

Brynn took her mouth in a surge of heat. He nipped at her bottom lip until her mouth parted. He swept his tongue inside, teasing her wildly. As Brynn stepped back, pulling his mouth from hers, Dusty tried to follow but swayed unsteadily. Cain caught her.

“Easy, sweetheart. If your leg starts to hurt, let me know. Understand?”

He clasped her bottom and squeezed. His fingers dipped into her folds. She stared into the mirror, watching with a blush.

Cain chuckled. “Like the clamps, do you? I could practically drown in all this moisture.”

He sucked his fingers into his mouth. “Yummm, tastes so good. Now be a good girl for Brynn. He’s going to have a little play.” Cain drew back to stand beside the mirror, watching as Brynn moved in behind her.

Brynn attached some straps around her waist and thighs, nestling something hard against her clit.

She frowned. “What-ohh,” she moaned as the object resting against her clit vibrated.

“This is called a butterfly vibrator, hellcat, and I have the remote.” Brynn held up his hand. “I can turn it on, and off,” he demonstrated by turning it off and she panted as arousal coursed through her body, “as I want.”

He turned it on. It must have been adjustable because the intensity lowered to a light hum. Not enough to get her off.

Definitely enough to drive her insane.

“Now the good thing about this harness is that it has a dual purpose. It holds the tickler over your little clit and it’s going to hold this,” he held up a long, pink vibrator, “inside your pussy. This vibrator,” he pushed the toy up inside her pussy, “also has a remote. Guess who has it.”