Take Me [Dungeon Masters 1] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) (10 page)

As soon as the bride and groom left the wedding reception he, Simon, and Tamara made their way through the crowds saying good-bye to his closest relatives, and to her parents and aunts. Fortunately there were so many people around, Simon’s method of moving slowly forward while talking worked perfectly, and they broke free from the crowds faster than he’d expected to. Once they reached their suite, he moved everyone into the bathroom.

He unzipped Tamara’s burgundy dress and said, “Step out of your shoes and take off your underwear.”

She stared at him but obeyed. He loved that about her. She thought for herself, but already she trusted him to have things planned for her enjoyment. He knew she would enjoy this. Somewhere inside her shy, blushing exterior, beat the heart of a secret exhibitionist. That was the fact he was about to highlight.

As soon as she was naked he lifted her up onto the sink. “Spread your legs wide apart and press your palms against the mirror.”

She wiggled her way into position and then he pointed to Simon, who shrugged out of his suit coat, threw it through the doorway and onto the bed then stepped beside the edge of the sink.

“Now place your left foot on Simon’s shoulder.”

“The left. So I’m not going to be standing on his shoulders? I’m not a gymnast you know.”

“No, you won’t have to stand on his shoulders. We just want him to have a front row view of the show.” He kept his features bland as he looked squarely back into her puzzled gaze in the mirror. The fact that she was already looking in the glass instead of turning to look at him was the start of his plans. With her legs spread and one foot raised, her cunt was already on display in the mirror.

He nudged her right leg, widening her stance farther, and then stepped into the bedroom to undress. Leaving her there staring at herself should give her an opportunity to become more aroused. As soon as she recognized the glistening drops of her own cum on her pussy lips, more would automatically flow from her core.

When he was naked, he unlocked his luggage and collected some ropes and a little bag of toys, and then silently moved back to the bathroom. As he’d expected, she was gazing in the mirror, her face and neck pink. The blush had reached the tops of her breasts but it was her cunt that was a deeper color of rose. Good. She was ready for him to proceed.

Silently he handed Simon a jar of lube. He didn’t say anything but he knew Tamara would be watching them in the mirror and would be expecting Simon to play with her ass. Now he took a handful of clothespins and inserted his head and shoulders between Tamara’s legs, his back against the sink and his mouth just an inch from that tasty cunt. He stretched up his arms and began tweaking a nipple. Her face registered first surprise, and then pleasure. Her mouth opened as if she was about to speak, and then closed again. He loved that hint of confusion about her. She was already completely absorbed in the scene and had remained standing exactly as he’d told her to, like an obedient sub.

As Leif clipped a clothespin to her nipple, Simon began to stretch and open her ass. Now Leif could smell her arousal. Good. He began to elongate her other nipple, continuing to tease her until her gaze was focused on the mirror again. Only then did he clip the clothespin on the hard little nub.

Now for her cunt. This was a little more difficult as her hips were already moving with the touch of Simon’s fingers in her ass, but he carefully held her pussy lips open and pinned her inner labia and outer labia together on each side, forcing her cunt to remain open. Next he attached a clothespin to her clit. Now this section of the game was complete. He gave the last two clothespins to Simon, who would use them to pin her ass open.

It was time for Tamara to watch herself orgasm.

“Have you ever masturbated in front of a mirror, Tamara?”

“No.” Her voice was the merest breath of a whisper.

“It should be a compulsory activity for every woman. How can you expect a man to know where you like to be touched, if you don’t know yourself?”

“I do know.”

“Excellent. Show Simon and me.”

“Now?” This time her answer was a squeak.

“Do it, Tamara. Fuck yourself while we watch.”

Hesitantly she reached to her cunt and slid her finger inside. She was very wet. Her cream was clearly visible and her cunt was red showing how aroused she was. It should be very easy for her to bring herself off. But she was also embarrassed. Still, Leif thought that sneaky exhibitionist quirk in her would carry her through this challenge.

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, her mouth open, and then she moved her finger inside herself. Her touch seemed to be very light to Leif, too light to be effective. But her breathing became heavier and she slid a second finger inside her channel.

Simon unbuckled his belt and unzipped his dress pants, letting them fall to the floor. He pulled his dick out and began tugging on it in time to Tamara’s strokes deep inside her cunt. Leif wouldn’t have minded jacking himself off in time with Tamara either, but he needed to watch her. To see what she did. He wanted to know what she liked. Besides, the fluttering of her cunt around her fingers was already visible in the mirror. She’d climax soon.

Tamara shuddered and cream dripped out around her fingers. She dropped her arm to her side and stood and panted then opened her eyes. Her body now was flushed from her climax instead of embarrassment.

“Was that good?” he asked her.

“Yes, but a cock is better than fingers.”

“Well, that’s a relief,” said Simon.

Leif picked her up and turned her around, sitting her over the sink so her ass was positioned over the bowl and the clothespins there wouldn’t hurt her. He unclipped the one on her clit, sucking it hard to bring it to full freedom again, and then undid the ones on her pussy lips, sucking them, too.

He stepped back and let Simon move forward. He’d used the time to finish undressing, and was now naked as he moved between her legs, pressing his naked body against hers. He took the clothespin off one nipple and sucked it into his mouth, then licked and sucked the areola and some of the flesh before attending to the other nipple.

“Now, bed.”

* * * *

Tamara wasn’t sure that was the lesson Leif had meant her to learn, but it’d sure as hell been driven home to her that self-given orgasms were pale imitations of what these two men could give her with their cocks. Oh, she’d definitely come. She hadn’t faked it. She’d climaxed properly. But it was a gentle thing of warmth and rippling spasms, not the earth-shaking, bone-clenching experience she’d shared with Leif and Simon these past few days.

She was more than ready for a one hundred percent orgasm from them, and judging by what Simon had done to her ass, she was about to experience them both together again. She still found it hard to believe how two such huge cocks fitted inside her at once without her body bursting. But somehow her tissues expanded around them, and there was only a wonderful feeling of possession, not one of pain.

“Do you know how to deep-throat a man?” asked Leif startling her.

Tammy could feel her face burning like fire. “I haven’t ever done it on a man.”

Simon pulled her around to look at him. “Did you practice on a vibrator?”

She shook her head and then smiled. “A group of us at a bachelorette party were taught how to do it using frozen chocolate bananas. We weren’t allowed to eat them until we could open the backs of our throats properly.”

Simon gave a crack of laughter but Leif just looked stunned. “You did this at a bachelorette party? I suppose you had a male stripper or male pole dancer as well.”

She shook her head and laughed. “It was still the best party I’d been to for a while.”

“I bet.” Simon continued to smile his entire face alight with laughter.

“Just don’t try to bite a chunk off my dick, that’s all,” said Leif.

Tammy smiled naughtily up at him. “Did you know they have edible chocolate body paint? You could coat your penis with that, and I could lick it off, if you like.”

“Hell yes, we could do that.” Simon was laughing so hard he was bent over. Leif was frowning but the corners of his mouth kept twitching upward, so she knew he wasn’t cross.

“Lie across the bed on your back,” Leif said.

“But I have clothespins on the rim of my ass.”

“If they dig into your skin, that will be a fit punishment for a naughty teasing wench.”

Instead of sitting on the bed, Tammy climbed up onto her knees, lying crossways on her back as she’d been told. She wasn’t sure how this would work, and she wasn’t sure how the clothespins would go when her butt hit the mattress either, but it wasn’t too bad. They dug into her, but the bedding sank around her as well.

Simon lifted her ass up, and then Leif pulled her to the edge of the bed until her head hung off the side. Then Leif stood on the floor beside the bed, straddling her, his cock just above her lips.

Simon put her feet on his shoulders, removed the clothespins, rolled on a condom, and then pushed his cock at her back door, wiggling until he popped inside. Oh he felt so good. He was hard and thick, filling her ass completely and her entire body was alive with expectation.

Leif held his cock at her lips and she opened her mouth, flicking her tongue over the head of it. He tasted nice. A little salty, but mostly spicy. Hastily she sucked the whole head into her mouth, carefully sheathing her teeth as she rolled her tongue all over him, and then teased the ridge where the head and shaft joined together. His cock grew, filling her mouth until she had to breathe deeply through her nose.

She opened her mouth again and used her hand to feed him out a little way so she could paint his shaft with her tongue, from root to tip, over and over again until he was coated in saliva. She pressed the pads of her fingers into the thick pulsing vein at the side of his shaft, loving the feeling of power emanating from him.

Tammy lifted her other arm up to cup his balls and roll them in her palm, watching his face to see his reactions. He was doing his best to look poker faced, but she could see the tiny lines beside his eyes and the fact that he’d hooded his gaze told her she was affecting him as well. Now she sucked him deep, letting her head fall all the way back off the bed, opening her throat exactly as she’d been taught and letting him slide deeper and deeper down. At first her body tried to gag and reject him, but she remembered to breathe deeply and take it slowly and then he was down her throat as she’d been shown.

She left him there for a long heartbeat before gradually letting him out again and sucking more oxygen deep in her lungs. Tammy nibbled at the side of his shaft, dipped her tongue into the eye of his cock, and then sucked each ball into her mouth.

It was difficult to concentrate on Leif though. That was the thing with two men. While she was focusing on one of them the other one would do some incredibly erotic trick that made her pulse pound. Right now, Simon was holding her ass high in the air and pumping into her fast and hard. When the two of them fucked her together they invariably moved at a slow and steady pace, only very gradually speeding up and driving her insane with need. Simon, however, had started fast and furious and was jack-hammering into her at an almost superhuman speed, his cock slamming deep into her and dragging along her walls with every stroke. Her brain was frying from trying to even measure the many and various ways he was arousing her.

She groaned with delight as he thrust three fingers into her cunt while still pumping into her ass. Tammy knew she was going to come soon and she’d only sucked Leif deep once. Hastily she took a deep breath and concentrated on Leif’s cock. She opened her throat and sucked him down again, feeding him deeper and deeper into her throat until she couldn’t take any more of him. She closed her lips around his shaft and sucked hard, only to have Simon curve his fingers up inside her cunt and drag them over that very special place inside her.

She groaned deep in her larynx, the noise reverberating in her throat, and suddenly Leif’s cock pumped into her mouth. She opened her lips and he drew back until just the head remained inside as she swallowed his seed hastily again and again. At the same time her whole body was shaking with release. Simon slammed into her ass again and she felt the burst of heat which told her he’d come as well.

Carefully she licked the cum from Leif’s cockhead and lay still, panting for breath. Having both of them inside her was definitely intensely carnal. It seemed even oral sex was just as hot as regular sex when these two men were involved.

* * * *

Simon woke with only one thought in his head. He wanted Tamara to stay with them, but how was he supposed to explain to her that he was a werewolf shape-shifter? It was all very well for the Supreme Alpha of North America to say interspecies marriages were permitted, but how did a wolf go about explaining to a human that paranormal beings not only existed, but that he happened to be one of them?

He could just picture her reaction if he said, “Oh, by the way, I’m a werewolf. That’s okay by you, isn’t it?”

Likely she’d be sending for a paramedic with a straightjacket for him before he even finished speaking. He didn’t think Tamara would be like people he’d heard stories about from the past, who’d persecuted shape-shifters, driving them from their homes and their lands and trying to exterminate them. But he did think maybe she wouldn’t believe him.

Sending her into a panic attack by showing her his wolf before she was ready to see it wouldn’t exactly be a solution either. Surely he wasn’t the first wolf to have had this problem. Should he just Google, “How to explain to my girlfriend I’m really a wolf?” No. Somehow he couldn’t see that working either. Well damn! What could he do now?

She was so beautiful lying in the bed between him and Leif. One hand was tucked under her chin and the other was resting on the pillow by her head. Her short brown hair framed her face neatly, her darker lashes a neat semicircle on her pale skin. When she wasn’t blushing, her skin was very fair. It was also soft and smooth. He loved touching her. He loved smelling her, too. She seemed to have a tart apple fragrance about her that excited him immensely. She was so feminine and delicate, yet she’d proven she was sturdy enough to enjoy fucking two men. In a word, she was perfect.