Zurlo, Michele - Two Masters for Samantha [Awakenings 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (7 page)

Samantha protested the loss. She opened her eyes, fastening her gaze on Alexei’s cobalt blue irises.

He caressed her cheek. “It’s okay, Samantha. We’re going to move you over to the bed.”

Without another word, he guided her backwards across the room, his luscious body pressing against her the entire time. He stopped before her knees bumped the edge of the mattress.

“Get on the bed, Samantha. Kneel over Stef.”

Sammy turned her head to see where he wanted her. Stefano had undressed completely. Broad shoulders topped a defined chest. A light sprinkling of hair began at his nipples, thickening as it flowed to surround his fully erect cock. He lay across the bed with his feet resting on the floor. Holding out one hand, he beckoned her closer. Lazy bedroom eyes added a sensual layer to his order.

She climbed over the bottom of the bed to put her hand in his. Behind her, she heard the distinct sounds of Alexei undressing. She wanted to watch his striptease the same way he had watched hers, but Stefano tugged her closer.

“Up here,” he said as guided her to straddle his face. His hot breath caressed her dripping folds. “I’ve wanted a taste of this since the patio. Lex said you have an incredible flavor.”

He licked his lips and gripped her ass. His long thumbs reached around to part her lips. His gentle touch elicited a fresh gush of cream. He played with the folds of her pussy, releasing his hold on her rear end to run his fingers along the surfaces of her wet and waiting pussy.

She hissed when his questing fingers found her clit. He barely touched it as he ran the tip of his finger over the most sensitive part of it.

“Harder,” she said, fighting the urge to press down and force the friction she craved. “I need more.”

Below her, Stefano chuckled. “Honey, you’re going to get plenty, but not until we want to give it to you.”

Raising a brow in challenge, she pressed one finger to her clit and rubbed it back and forth. She needed more or she was going to go crazy.

A hand on the back of her neck pushed her onto all fours, forcing her to abandon her masturbation attempt. “None of that, Samantha. You’ll come when we say you can come, not before.”

She bit back her retort and swallowed her protest. She had agreed to abide by their rules. They made no apologies or excuses for being dominant and controlling. They made sure she knew what she was getting herself into before anything happened.

Stefano continued playing with her pussy. Frustration piled up inside her, and she closed her eyes. It wouldn’t have been so bad if she knew what kind of lover he was. In the past, too many lovers had promised fulfillment and not delivered enough. She couldn’t count the number of times she had masturbated afterward, either sneaking off and locking herself in the bathroom or waiting until she was alone at home later that night. Samantha needed more than one orgasm. The first one was always just a starting point.

Just when she thought she could stand it no longer, his mouth opened and he clamped onto her. Teeth scraped her clit and his hot tongue plunged into her pussy. He sucked hard. The sudden change from gentle to rough sent her careening to the edge. A moan ripped from deep in her throat.

“Oh God, yes, Stef. Like that.”

She wanted to say more, to praise and encourage him, but the bed dipped in front of her. Alexei’s thick fingers dug into her hair, cradling her skull a second before he fisted enough of a mass to jerk her head up. Samantha opened her eyes to find Alexei’s thick cock inches from her mouth. His other hand gripped it tightly, pumping up and down the length.

Samantha licked her lips. She wanted that thing in her mouth. Her lips parted to draw in a deep breath. She meant to ask for it, but Alexei was one step ahead of her. He traced her lips with the soft purplish head, rubbing his precome over her like lipstick. Sam followed the path with her tongue, drinking in his salty flavor. She exhaled expectantly, the soft whoosh of warm air inviting him inside.

Alexei slid his dick between her lips. Samantha opened for him, taking him as deep as she could. He didn’t force himself deeper like she thought he might. He seemed content to let her set this boundary.

Below her, Stefano teased. The mouth that had clamped to her so tightly eased suction. Now he licked her with long, wide swipes of his tongue. Her juices flowed, and he lapped at them, claiming his due.

Two fingers teased their way into her vaginal opening. He found her sweet spot. Fire burst from the places he touched, begging for attention. She moaned, the sound nothing more than vibrations in her throat. Above her, Alexei answered with a gasp and took over, increasing the pace of his thrusts.

“God, yes,” he said, his voice husky and breathless. “Stef, whatever you’re doing to her, keep doing it.”

The hand grasping her hip, the only thing holding her in place, dropped away. The fingers in her pussy slid out. Alexei had distinctly told Stefano not to stop. Why was he stopping? Before she could moan a protest, she felt them at her anus. Stefano didn’t wait for her to accept the idea. He plunged his fingers inside, thrusting them into her the same way he had been fucking her pussy.

Samantha bucked, but Alexei’s firm grasp on her hair and the hand he pressed into her lower back prevented her from moving away. Logically, she knew they were preparing her for something larger, but no one had ever touched her this way before.

“Don’t move, Samantha. Relax and enjoy what Stef is doing to you.”

He pumped into her faster, and she had no way to respond except to follow his order. The shock wore off fairly quickly because it felt so good. Fingers from Stefano’s free hand plunged into her pussy, replacing what she had lost. She wasn’t sure whether she should rock into it or stay still. Tension built, robbing her of conscious thought, and she moved her hips, grinding faster and harder against Stefano until it burst.

She came, shouting her climax around Alexei’s cock.

“Oh, God!” With one loud cry, Alexei came. Sam sucked him harder, prolonging his climax for as long as he let her. When he had enough, he pushed her head away. His cock popped out of her mouth and he dropped back onto the pillows. His sated smile and half-mast bedroom eyes triggered a surge of pride through Samantha. She had done that to him.

The throbbing between her legs hadn’t abated when she felt Stefano’s strong hands sliding her body down his. He did it slowly, kissing his way up her stomach and pausing to suck and nip at her breasts. Samantha braced her weight on her hands the best she could so she wouldn’t smother him, enjoying the sensations he evoked.

Stefano pulled her down a little more and kissed the sensitive places on her neck he had discovered earlier. The deep rumble of his chest tickled against hers as he spoke between nibbles at her earlobe.

“Ride me, Sammy. We want to watch your face when you come.”

Samantha was ready for more. This was the point at which most of her previous lovers realized they couldn’t keep up with her. She spread her knees and pushed her body up until she straddled him.

Looking down, she realized that Stefano had thought ahead. His dick was already covered with a condom. Samantha smiled, positioned herself over him, and slammed her body down. He filled her, stretching her walls pleasurably.

His fingertips dug into her hips. “Jesus, Sammy. That was incredible.”

Alexei returned. So wrapped up in Stefano’s attentions, she hadn’t been aware Lex had left the room. He wiped Stefano’s face with a damp cloth before sinking down on the bed next to them. One hand caressed her thigh. She favored him briefly with a smile, and then she focused all of her attention on Stefano.

She lifted slowly. Air hissed from between Stefano’s teeth. His eyelids shuttered to half mast, but he didn’t thrust up or pull her back down. He was going to lie there and take it. The smugness of the grin curling her lips echoed in her chest.

She slammed him again. She played that slow game until he writhed under her and the tension coiled too tightly inside. She could stand it no longer. Leaning forward, she braced one hand on his chest and rode him fast. In this position, her clit scraped against him. It swelled and throbbed. The heat between her legs spread, pulsing a storm though her body until she cried out.

Alexei caught her when she fell. He rolled her, positioning her on the mattress next to Stefano. His hands explored her skin. He ran them over her as if memorizing her contours through touch. Samantha’s muscles twitched and jumped at the additional stimulation.

This was what she wanted. This was what had been missing for so long. She had been searching for one energetic lover when she should have been looking for two. Turning her head to the side, she watched Stefano’s chest rise and fall rapidly. His eyes were closed, and his limbs were lifeless. The aftereffects of his orgasm had yet to wane.

Her legs moved apart. They trembled and shook in this new position. Her muscles weren’t ready to support any kind of weight. Samantha turned her attention back to Alexei. He knelt between her legs, his cock hard and covered with a condom.

She drew a ragged breath. “I’m not sure my legs will work, but I’m ready for more.”

His lush lips widened in a wicked grin. “Don’t worry, Samantha. You won’t need your legs for this.”

But she wanted to use them. She wanted to wrap her legs around his body and hang on to his shoulders as he pushed her to a place she had been precious few times before. Achieving orgasm had never been a problem for Samantha. Finding exhaustive satisfaction was the thing that always eluded her. She knew without a doubt that Stefano and Alexei were going to fuck her until she passed out. They promised.

He touched her with his fingers, memorizing her that way, too. Just as Stefano had done, he kept a gentle, featherlight pressure. However, this time things were different. She was swollen and sensitive from having ridden Stefano. She didn’t ask him to press harder. The tingling heat flooded back to her core, and she moaned.

Then his hand was gone. Alexei eased her legs farther apart and settled between them. Hovering over her body, he locked eyes with Samantha as he entered her with agonizing slowness. At first, she appreciated his thoughtfulness. As her pussy adjusted to the feel of him, greed took over. She wanted him all the way inside her, and she wanted it now.

Strength returned to her legs. She drew up her knees and planted her feet against the bed. She wanted to lift her hips, but he held them still with one hand. He was a strong man and she was still weak and drunk from pleasure.

She gripped his forearms. “Lex.” His name came out on a breath thick with need.

He chuckled. Her plea had no effect.

Next to them, Stefano’s laugh echoed Alexei’s amusement. “He likes to hear you beg, Sammy. We both do. You won’t get what you want until we decide to give it to you, but feel free to beg anyway.”

Samantha tried to wrinkle her nose at him in disgust, but Alexei chose that moment to move faster. He thrust into her with far more tenderness than she expected, setting a pace that had her writhing in his arms, yet it didn’t over-stimulate her sensitive tissues.

Heat built. Climax loomed within her reach. A slow smile landed lazily on her lips. One more thrust and she…

She opened her eyes and blinked up at Alexei. “Why did you stop?”

“You were going to come, weren’t you?”

“Yes.” She thrust her hips, but he ground his into her, halting her movement. “Alexei.”

Her use of his name hadn’t been a plea. It was a frustrated warning that she had nearly growled at him.

He frowned. “You’ll come when I say you can come. Stef gave you permission before. I did not extend the same freedom to you.” His blue eyes darkened. He looked like he was contemplating a punishment for her impudence.

Her eyes widened and juices flooded her pussy. She hoped he didn’t notice. “I told you I wasn’t into that kind of stuff.”

“You indicated you weren’t into bondage and that you weren’t a masochist. However, you agreed to the terms before we began. Samantha, you’ve earned a punishment.” His eyes sparkled, but she couldn’t tell whether he was angry or pleased.