Ridin' Red (6 page)

“Our little Red,” Bruno mumbled and then nipped the
back of her neck. Her legs almost buckled.

“My, what beautiful eyes you both have,” she said with
a tongue-in-cheek grin.

If they wanted to play as if she was Red Riding Hood,
she’d play.

“Better to see you with, Red,” rumbled Lucien, who’d
buried his face between her breasts. He was taking deep breaths, drawing her
in.

“Mmm … what strong arms you both have,” Anastasia
answered back.

“All the better to hold on tight to you, my sweet Red,
and to never let you go.” This time it was Lucien who spoke.

She dropped her head back onto Bruno’s shoulders as
hands—she wasn’t sure whom they belonged to—cupped her breasts and pulled at
the nipples. She groaned and arched into the hands on her breasts.

“Oh my, what nice legs you have.”

“All the better to help us push into you, my dear
Red,” growled Bruno.

She gasped in protest when both men suddenly moved
away from her. Her eyes fluttered open.

Lucien drew her close, kissing her hard, and then
slipping his tongue inside of her mouth. He claimed every part of her mouth as
his. She mewled as her ass cheeks were parted, and Bruno nipped each cheek in
turn before running his tongue over her puckered little hole, rimming it. She
jerked in surprise but not because it didn’t feel good. It did—it felt too damn
good.

Red, I’m going to be the one to claim you first. I
started this process. Bruno will claim you next. Then we will both claim that
beautiful ass of yours at some point. Do you understand?

She whimpered as his words filtered through to her,
and then the bite to her bottom lip shot thrills throughout her entire body.
She was so wet it was coating her thighs.
My god, they want every inch of me.

Lucien took his lips from hers, and then picked her
up, carrying her to the bed. He deposited her at the edge of it, pushing her
legs open. He knelt in front of her, his intent obvious. The first swipe of his
tongue against her clit sent shockwaves through her body. All she could think
was it had been too long.

“My, what a wicked mouth you have,” she said to
Lucien.

“All the better to eat you with, my dear.” He gave a
long lick to her clit and sucked it into his mouth. Unable to help herself, she
started rocking into his hot mouth.

The bed sank, and Bruno moved behind her. He took off
her hood, pulled her hair until her head fell back, and then he was giving her
one of the hottest kisses ever. The sting of that pull only made her want more.
She loved it rough. Lucien must have told him.
Boy, these two men could
kiss.
He thrust his tongue deeper, licking every inch of her mouth. He kept
one hand tangled in her hair.
Fuck, kisses to her clit and kisses to her
mouth. What more could a woman ask for?

Chapter Eight

By the time Bruno stopped kissing her, she and he were
both breathing extremely hard. He moved to the side of her, cupping the back of
her head with one hand and his cock with the other. It was huge and beautiful,
the bulbous head leaking his pre-cum.
Fuck.
He looked to be about eight
inches and the girth, good god. She wasn’t sure she could do it as she stared
at it. The choice was taken from her when he pulled her towards his cock. She
knew what he wanted, and she would do it gladly.

Don’t worry, my sweet Ana. Take what you can. I will
hold on to the rest if need be.

Tentatively, she licked over the top of it, sliding
her tongue along the pearly essence that had formed at the slit. She heard him
groan, the hand that was tangled in hair tightening painfully.

“Take more of me in, baby.”

Lucien took her legs and wrapped them around his
shoulders then pressed his face into her, dipping his tongue into her wet slit.
He swirled two fingers into her entrance, teasing her. She bucked forward,
trying to ride his fingers.

“Uh uh, Red. I will fuck you when I’m ready to fuck
you. Take what I give you and suck our boy’s cock.”

Obediently she took more of his cock in her mouth,
sucking the head and running her tongue around the crest then slowly taking as
much of him in as she could. He pumped his cock at the base with his hand; she
had no need to worry about him falling from her mouth. He was feeding her his
cock.

“Damn, Lucien, she sucks like a fucking pro.”

“That she does, Bruno. Her mouth was made for
fucking.” She warmed at their praise. Once again she found herself trying to
ride Luc’s fingers, which were curved against her g-spot. She wanted more, but
to her horror Luc removed his fingers and Bruno took his cock from her mouth.
They both moved away, and feeling confused, she scrutinized them both.

“What, what’s wrong?” She couldn’t take it any longer
and had to ask.

They ignored her, and Lucien turned to Bruno.

“B, go pull out the spanking horse. I think our girl
needs to learn to listen.”

Anastasia gulped, her eyes going wide as Bruno
strolled towards the closet. The spanking chair, she remembered him having one
at his condo, and there had been several times she’d ended up strapped to it.
Some things never change. Bruno went into the adjoining room and came out with
the chair, and her pussy moistened even more.

“Look at me, Red,” Lucien ordered.

It was then she noticed he’d grabbed a flogger from
only god knew where. She’d been so busy watching for Bruno to return. He ran
the flogger over her cheek, and then stroked it over her breasts all the while
his eyes stayed on hers.

“Take the skirt off. Keep the shoes on and the top on.
Then go to Bruno and get strapped in.”

The spanking that was coming was a lesson for her, and
it was also Lucien’s way of giving her a consequence for not listening. Getting
off the bed, she undid her skirt and then slipped it down her hips. She stepped
out of it and put it on the bed. The next thing was her cape; undoing the tie,
she tossed the cape to the bed right alongside the skirt. She wasted no time in
getting to Bruno, who’d set up the sawhorse in the middle of the room.

Anastasia straddled the chair face down, and Bruno
secured her to it.

“Damn, Luc, what a fine ass she has.”

“Mhm, I’m going to flog her ‘til it’s nice and red and
burning hot.” There was a squeeze to her ass cheek, and she hummed in pleasure.
The flogging would hurt, but the pain and pleasure would mix so well. It had
been a long while since she’d had this done.

“She looks eager, Lucien.”

“I’m sure she is. Though it hurts and she usually
cries, the pleasure she gains and the lesson she learns make it all the
better.”

“Oh really now?” Bruno said.

“Isn’t that right, Red?”
 
Lucien tapped her ass lightly with the
flogger.

“Oh! Yes, you’re right, Luc.” They were an
unconventional dominant and submissive. Just because she didn’t call him sir or
master didn’t mean he wasn’t those things to her.

“Why do you think I’m spanking you, Ana?”

There was a hand in her hair, stroking lightly. Bruno.

“It’s because I tried to fuck myself on your fingers
when you told me not to, Lucien.”

The flogger came down with a solid sting to her left
cheek, and she lurched against the straps with a soft groan.

“Exactly, Red. Your ass is going to be as red as your
hair when I’m done, but you’ll listen, won’t you?” She was given another
stinging slap with the flogger to her right cheek.

She hissed through the pain. “Mmm, yes, I’ll listen.”

It seemed to be all he needed to hear as he stopped
talking and pounded her ass. By the end, her ass was stinging with a painful
pleasure that had tears streaking her cheeks. Lucien rubbed his hand against
her ass in small circles.

“When I give a command, what must follow?”

“My utter obedience, Luc.”

“Do I have that now from you?”

She nodded her head, though she made sure to speak as
well. “Yes, always yes.”

Her ass cheeks were spread. The coolness of lube
drizzled down on her puckered hole, and she sighed. The swirl of his fingers
against her there made her moan. He teased around the hole then dipped one
finger inside her sphincter, turning it this way and that as he readied her to
take one of their cocks. She grunted as he pushed in all the way to the knuckle
then withdrew to the tip. The next moment she felt full as he added a second
finger, allowing her to get used to being stretched.

“Move back against my fingers. Fuck them.”

Eager to please him, she did just as he asked,
wiggling back into his fingers so that she was fucking herself on them. She
pushed back against him for a few moments more before he tapped her ass lightly
with his free hand and then slid his fingers out of her.

“Perfect, you’re nice and loose. Since you’ve been
such a good girl, I’m going to forgo prolonging your need for cock. Bruno, free
her.”

The more commands Lucien gave out, the hotter she was
getting and from the looks of it, Bruno didn’t mind being led around by Luc
either.

“It’s time we take our mate. There is time to play
later on.”

Lucien’s voice was gruff. She could tell that he was
just as ready to fuck as she was to have them fuck her. In no time Bruno had
her free and cradled in his arms. She nuzzled his neck, and she felt the
rumbling of his chest. She was on fire, and she wanted them both right now.
This was all in Lucien’s time.

“You’re a tease, little Red,” Bruno stated.

“Yes, Luc didn’t tell you that?” She nipped his neck,
and he hissed.

He sat her on her feet in front of the bed, where
Lucien already stood. She noticed the two foil wrappers within his hands. She
blinked and was about to question why when Lucien spoke.

“No matter what we are, we can still get you pregnant.
Now is not the time for that. We are just learning one another again. You and
Bruno are new to one another. You’re very fertile.”

She gasped. “How do you know that?”

Lucien tapped his nose and smirked. “We’re wolves.”

“Oh.” How foolish of her, the whole sense of smell
thing.

There was nothing like being protected by a lover, but
to have two men who wanted you and were willing to take that extra care was
priceless.

Lucien held out both condoms to her, and he and Bruno
sat down on the bed.

“You do the honors, my sweet Red.”

Both men’s dicks were standing at perfect attention,
both thick and long. Lucien’s was curved and Bruno’s ramrod straight. She
touched her lips to make sure she wasn’t drooling. How embarrassing that would
be. She chuckled softly.

“My, what beautiful cocks you have.”

“All the better to fuck you with, my dear,” Lucien
said, and she smiled as he winked at her.

Kneeling down in front of them, she set one condom on
Luc’s leg and opened the other. The crinkle of the foil packet opening filled
the room. She placed the condom on the tip of Lucien’s dick and slowly rolled
it down. She couldn’t help but giggle at the thought that ran through her head.

“Pray tell, may I ask what’s so funny?” Lucien asked,
putting his hand under her chin and pulling her head up so they were eye to eye.

“Just thinking about the old saying a wolf in sheep’s
clothing. The condoms you bought are lambskin.” Both men chuckled with her.

“Luc, may I ask how you’ll be able to claim me if
you’re wearing condoms?”

She’d finished putting the condom on him and now moved
between Bruno’s thighs to cover him with his. Lucien took her hand once she was
done and made her rise.

“Claiming isn’t only in the fucking. It will also be
your receiving our bite at the same time during penetration.”

“I’m ready for it.”

“You may think you’re ready for it right now, but it’s
going to hurt. Once our DNA fully fuses with your body and is in your system,
it will hurt. There is no way around that pain, my sweet.”

“If I’m to be your mate as well as Bruno’s, there’s no
way around it anyway.”

“Brave girl,” Bruno said.

Nodding, Lucien moved to the bed, lying flat on his
back with his legs dangling over the edge feet flat on the floor. “Come climb
on me, and take me inside.”

Eagerness didn’t begin to describe how she was
feeling. She straddled him, rising so that she could grasp his cock. She bit
back a moan, rubbing his cock against her entrance. She was aching and only
being filled with cock would she be complete again. Lucien’s hands went to her
waist so that he was steadying her. Finally having her balance, she slid down
on to his cock ‘til he was as deep as he could go.

“That’s my girl; now make me nice and wet.”

Chapter Nine

There was nothing quite like having him within her
again. She’d missed it. There was a push to her back, and she moved forward,
pressing her chest to Lucien’s. Rolling her hips, she intended to make it nice
and wet for them all. He countered each of her moves, both of them grinding
together.