Unbridled and Unbranded (21 page)

In another area was a desk, he presumed that was for later. Clay didn’t know if he’d stay for round two. Perhaps he’d just watch them from his chair.

No one in the private boxes knew exactly what his level of participation would be, only that he’d be in the arena tonight watching from only feet away. Wouldn’t they all be surprised when he joined in?

Callie wore some wispy confection of a dress. Eyes bright, color deep in her cheeks, she looked like she was very excited for tonight’s event to begin.

She turned to him as he approached. “Are you ready?”

He nodded. “Are you?”

“Can’t wait.”

“Me either.”

Bo motioned him forward. “Why don’t you go in with her first and undress her?”

“Alone?”

Rafe nodded. “We’ll be along right after she’s undressed.”

Callie reached out her hand and drew him into the stage area. Together they climbed the several steps to the platform. Clay thought it was interesting to be watching from this level instead of his personal box. Callie’s hand was soft against his as they finally reached the top step.

She turned to him and smiled. “Kiss me,” she whispered. “I’m so nervous.”

Clay took her face in his hands. “It will be fine.” He pressed his lips to hers in a brief kiss, then shifted his hands to her shoulders. She trembled a bit, but as the kiss progressed she relaxed. They broke apart slightly. He slid the straps of her dress over her slim shoulders.

Pulling the gossamer fabric lower, he soon exposed her lovely breasts. Before he could stop himself, he fastened his mouth to one and sucked the bud of her nipple between his lips.

Her hands skimmed along his shoulders and landed on his face. At first he thought she would push him away, but she moaned and pulled him closer. He sucked one tip and then the other before pulling back.

Fingers bunched in soft fabric, Clay yanked harder until the dress pooled at her ankles. She wore only a skimpy pair of panties.

Bo and Rafe entered the arena then. They came to either side of her. Each kissed her cheek and then each put a hand on one breast to knead and play with her nipples.

Clay kneeled before her as if she were a queen about to knight him. But instead of her putting a sword on his shoulders, he planned to pleasure her with his tongue. Bo and Rafe wanted him to surprise her.

He removed her soaked panties as they all watched him. He tossed them over his shoulder and buried his face at her pussy.

She trembled as he took a single lick, darting his tongue into her folds. The squeak of sound from her throat made him believe he’d hit her clit with the first try. Maybe he remembered more than he thought.

She smelled divine and tasted even better. The three of them moved away from him until they all sat on the backless divan. Bo motioned him to follow, so he did. He stood between her legs, looking down at her. She was perfect.

Bo and Rafe began stroking hands along her body and sucking her nipples into their mouths until she writhed and moaned of the surface of the red velvet cushions.

“Lick me,” Callie cried out. “Lick me, Clay.”

A delicious tremor ran down his body the moment she spoke his name. He went to his knees again, pulled her thighs apart, and pushed his mouth against her pussy.

She was gushing wet. He licked her essence and his cock went ramrod hard. He licked along her folds before centering on her clit. He should probably draw this out a bit more, but couldn’t seem to help himself from just going for it.

Make her come. That was his goal.

He put his lips around her clit and sucked. Clay shoved two fingers into her pussy soon after.

“Oh, God,” Callie said, and arched her back. Her pussy pushed against his mouth.

His cock pulsed wildly as he ate her out. Sucking on her clit as he roughly shoved his fingers in and out of her pussy was like a dream. Was he dreaming?

It had been so long. He wanted to please her. Wanted her to have a good memory of this day.

He pulled his fingers from her pussy. Shoved three inside to gather her juice. He retreated only to shove one finger in her ass and the others back in her pussy.

A strong suck to her clit, and Callie came screaming. Bo and Rafe were sucking her nipples and stroking her body.

It was all Clay could do not to release his own passion. Shit, he wasn’t even undressed. Not so much as a stray hand had come in contact with his cock.

But the situation was a long-awaited balm to his sexual soul. He’d missed this. Missed making a woman come. Missed being involved with a threesome.

He’d be eternally grateful to Callie, Bo, and Rafe for this night. He knew they hoped it would help him move forward from the tragedy in his past.

But this was only a one-time, special event. They were moving overseas and he’d be left to move on. He was so very grateful to them.

Clay had left his clothing on in deference to this ménage foursome. He was the extra. The invited guest. Bo and Rafe were the only ones fucking her tonight. And he couldn’t wait to watch them, knowing he’d brought her off to initiate the lovemaking between them.

Clay pulled his face from Callie’s pussy. He kissed each of her inner thighs and pulled his hand from her body.

She kissed Bo and Rafe once each and sat up. She motioned him closer.

He didn’t expect her to kiss him, but she did.

When she slipped her tongue between his lips it was all he could do not to come in his pants like a schoolboy with his first girlie magazine.

“Thank you,” she whispered against his lips, before kissing him once more.

Clay could barely stand, but knew it was time to back up to his chair and watch the next phase of the show. Double penetration sex was next on the agenda.

He couldn’t wait.

Clay reached between his legs as the kiss finished to take his cock in hand and squeeze to tame the beast for a bit longer

After she’d been doubly penetrated with Bo and Rafe’s cocks and made to climax screaming, perhaps before the next round against the desk across the stage, she’d be willing to reciprocate and bring him off with her hand.

* * * *

Callie, on her back centered between Bo and Rafe on the oversized upholstered bench, did her best to come back to reality after having Clay’s mouth on her pussy.

Three men touching, stroking, kissing, and licking her body definitely put her on a whole different plane, sexually speaking.

Clay was gentle and amazing and generous, and although he’d whispered something about being rusty a few days ago when they’d discussed this evening more in detail, he was perfect tonight.

He backed away from her with an expression of awe in his eyes. He draped himself casually on the chair next to them, not too far away. And now he watched them.

Bo and Rafe rose to their knees. They’d come onto the stage naked with condoms already on their wide, hard cocks.

Still wet from Clay’s mouth bringing her to an exquisite climax, Callie also rose and kneeled between her two men. They were also still on their knees. Bo, behind her, produced some lubrication and began slathering it between her butt cheeks. Rafe had both hands on her breasts, kneading them and tugging at her nipples. He smiled and kissed her lips when she moved forward into his chest to allow Bo easier access to her ass.

Callie stroked Rafe’s cock as he played with her nipples, and ignored both Clay watching and the several sheets of mirrored glass representing all the private viewing boxes to the stage. Callie couldn’t see anyone. As a matter of fact, she hadn’t seen anyone besides the four of them tonight.

That was part of the mystique, she supposed, not knowing how many or if a single person watched. But she knew they watched. Knew there was a full house tonight. Knew that Clay had drawn in every member able to be here tonight.

Callie was gratified, in a way, that he’d chosen her to break his long spell of denial.

Bo’s fingers slid inside her derrière hole and sent a thrill of anticipation up her spine. Rafe’s tongue dueled with hers in a frenzied kiss. He tweaked and tugged at her nipples, making her pussy gush.

Bo snuggled up behind her. She felt his rigid cock against the back of her thigh. She pushed her hips backward to make it easier for him to slide his cock into her rear. The initial entrance always made her suck her breath as if it might hurt too much to bear, but it never did. It was dark and invasive and delicious. It was also something she’d never contemplated before but wondered how she’d ever live without.

Bo kissed the back of her neck and nibbled a certain place beneath her ear, sending shards of tingling sensation down her back. She loved the little nonverbal warning he gave, indicating he was about to sink his cock deeply between her butt cheeks.

Bo’s hands gripped her ass. His cock found the tight little opening fully lubed and ready to receive him. He pushed his massive cock forward, the tip widening her almost too far.

When he got past the ring of muscles in her ass, he paused a beat before lunging his cock forward deeper and deeper between her cheeks.

She moaned and moaned as he impaled her. Her clit twitched in delight. Suddenly, Rafe sent a hand between them to stroke her as Bo pressed his cock all the way inside.

The moment Bo was fully seated, he pulled at her shoulders until her back rested against his chest. Rafe released her lips from the extraordinary kiss and put his mouth immediately on the tip of one breast, licking and sucking on her nub. Bo moved his hand over the other breast to tease and pull at her other nipple.

Rafe rubbed her clit until she was so close she almost went over the edge once more, but he always knew when to stop. She could never remember to ask how he knew.

She leaned against Bo. Rafe then moved his cock between her legs to the entrance of her slick pussy. In one thrust he was halfway inside. One more and he was also fully embedded in her body.

Each time they did this was better than before. Callie loved being a part of them both at the same time.

Bo moved forward and Rafe pulled back until the three of them were upright. She took a moment to get used to them inside her before she opened her eyes.

Seated across from them no more than five feet away, Clay sat in his chair, fingers steepled, elbows resting on the arms, watching them carefully. Callie gazed into his fiercely sexy brown eyes and smiled.

She reached out a hand and motioned him to come to her. She wanted something special. She wanted to bring him off as he had her.

It had been discussed prior to tonight, of course, but she didn’t think he expected any reciprocation until later. She had her own ideas about what would be fun tonight.

Clay’s eyes widened. He was definitely surprised. She motioned him again. This time he stood slowly and walked to where they were all fully engaged on the wide upholstered bench.

Clay moved in front of them. Callie reached out her hands and slowly undid his belt buckle, unbuttoned his jeans, and finally unzipped them, exposing Clay’s rigidly hard cock.

He flinched slightly when she touched him through his boxers. She pulled the waistband down and grabbed him bare handed. He sucked in a deep breath and she thought she saw his legs tremble.

She pushed his jeans and boxers over his hips until his cock, jutting from a nest of darkness, sprang free into her hand.

Fully penetrated by the two men she loved beyond all reason, Callie bent and took Clay’s cock into her mouth.