Brown, Berengaria - Ultimate Possession [Possessive Passions 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
Possessive Passions 3
Ultimate Possession
When Kiri, a New Thimphu native, is abducted by two men who tie her up and demand she have sex with them, she's terrified—and furious. Tradition or not, she won't let someone else determine her future. The men tell her if she satisfies them, they’ll marry her. Kiri confesses her love for two men she's known her whole life.
When the men reveal themselves as George and Wang, the brothers she has loved for years, Kiri is relieved but still angry. Her anger, mixed with desire, is too much to contain, and what follows is a night of intense passion as the men claim her over and over again.
Kiri soon settles into her new life, but now her friend Anh is lonely. Can Kiri help her friend find what she now has with George and Wang—days filled with fun and romance and nights filled with never ending passion?
Note: This book contains forced seduction.
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 20,277 words
ULTIMATE POSSESSION
Possessive Passions 3
Berengaria Brown
MENAGE AMOUR
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ULTIMATE POSSESSION
Copyright © 2011 by Berengaria Brown
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ULTIMATE POSSESSION
Possessive Passion 3
BERENGARIA BROWN
Copyright © 2011
Chapter One
Kiri left George and Wang’s store smiling. I really think Wang is beginning to like me. That’s the first time he’s looked at me like that. I know George loves me. He’s made no secret of it. But I also know he’ll never say anything unless Wang wants me, too. I see the sense in it—all the brothers having to agree on a bride—but damn, it’s hard waiting for it to happen. If it happens, she reminded herself a little less chirpily.
It was almost six o’clock, and the stores in Green Ridge were closing. This late in the season it was already getting dark and, with the sun setting, cool. Kiri put the library books she’d collected for Grandfather Lim in the luggage basket on her electric scooter and climbed on. Her friends joked that she’d get fat running her little courier business from an electric scooter instead of walking around town, but it made it so much easier to carry everything in one trip, instead of having to make several return journeys. Besides, the candy-apple red machine was a fun ride, and she loved racing along the streets of New Thimphu at ten miles an hour instead of moving at walking pace.
But right now she was in Green Ridge and needed to behave herself. The citizens there did not know much about New Thimphu, and she aimed to keep things exactly as they were.
She headed out of town to the nearest farm. It was George and Wang’s home and the way she usually traveled now that she had the electric scooter. Their farm was one of the few that had vehicle access from Green Ridge to New Thimphu, which made sense as they delivered so many of the goods from outside into the hidden, underground community.
Kiri pulled her scooter into their barn, driving past the two trucks there, to the side roller door, which opened into a store room. There was a big, yellow, sunflower clock on the wall. She jumped off her scooter, and moved the clock hands to a quarter of three, and the back wall opened.
Kiri drove through into what appeared to be a small, empty room. The tiles on the floor were all different colors, mostly motley blues and greens and grays, but right in the corner was a yellow one. Kiri ran over, stomped on the tile, then hurried back to her scooter as another wall opened, and she drove through and down a sloping road into New Thimphu.
“What’s happened to the lights?” she asked herself as the door behind her closed and she was left in the dark.
Then something heavy was thrown over her head. She was pulled from the scooter, and a big hand was clapped over her mouth.
Kiri twisted and tried to pull away, but her thrashing legs were grabbed and tied together, then a rope of some kind was wrapped around her mouth over the fabric, gagging her. A rasping, foreign-sounding voice said, “Sorry, sweetheart.” She felt a prick on her leg, and the world disappeared.
* * * *
Kiri woke to a pounding headache, a mouth that tasted of old socks, and the knowledge that she was still blindfolded, bound, and gagged. Tentatively, she pulled on her arms, then her legs, but they were tied tightly, and she had no wiggle room. She had no room to kick either, although her legs were together, not spread-eagle, so there was the potential for kicking in her future if they untied her.
Her heart pounded in time with her head as she tried to use her few remaining senses to work out where she was. And w
hy. Kiri held her breath and listened. Her head was still throbbing, but she was pretty sure there was not much noise around her. No music or talking, so no TV or radio playing. She had no feeling of being watched, so presumably her captors were not in this room with her. Also, she noted with satisfaction, there was a faint grayness visible through her blindfold, so either there were lights on in the room or else she’d been out cold all night and it was now morning.
If it truly was morning, people would be looking for her. Her mother and three fathers, her two brothers, her best friend Anh—all of them would miss her. Also, Grandfather Lim who expected her to bring him his library books to read after dinner. Shiloah and Orna had asked her to collect a parcel of rose hips for special delivery first thing in the morning, so they would miss her, too. Which meant a huge posse of people from New Thimphu would be scouring the countryside for her if it was the next morning. If it was still evening, not so much. Her family would assume she was with her friends, and Grandfather Lim would think she was with her family and had forgotten about him.
Kiri pressed her body down against the surface she was lying on. It was soft and comfortable. She was wearing jeans and a sweater, so she couldn’t feel textures against her skin, but it felt as if it were a bed. She twisted her head from side to side. I reckon that’s a pillow. By pushing her body up, she could feel the edge of it against her shoulders. Yep a pillow. So I’m on a bed.
Kiri wasn’t a virgin, but she wasn’t very sexually experienced either. Her culture was not quite as free as in the outside world, but even in New Thimphu, it was rare for a woman to be a virgin at twenty-five. Men always had to ask a woman’s permission before taking her, but most girls were keen to experiment at least a little. Every drug store sold condoms even though children were desired and cherished.
Why am I tied up? Is it because I’ve made no secret of the fact I care for George and Wang? So why not simply ask me for a date or find an unattached woman? There are plenty of single girls around.
Kiri’s head pounded harder as she tried to make sense of being held here. I’d kill for an ice-cold soda right now.
Kiri felt air moving then heard several pairs of feet, and that rough, foreign voice said, “Aha, you’re awake. Would you like me to take off the gag? No one will hear if you scream, but we don’t need you giving us an earache.”
Kiri nodded. Her throat was so dry she needed a cold drink, and maybe she’d give screaming a go even though they said no one could hear. But definitely a drink first.
There was a faint noise of whispering then feet and hands moved around her. Were there three men or two? She wasn’t sure.
As soon as the gag was removed, she asked hoarsely, “Water, please.”
A straw was pushed into her mouth, and she sucked down some tepid water. She gulped too fast and started to cough. The straw was withdrawn until she stopped coughing then placed in her mouth again, and she drank more slowly.
“Who are you? Where am I? Why have you kidnapped me?”
“You haven’t been kidnapped, you’ve been abducted. Our people always abduct their brides for a night of hot sex before they marry. You know this, as well as we do.”
“But I don’t want to marry you! Everyone knows I want to marry George and Wang.”
“And everyone knows Dorji is soft in the head, and Ngawang isn’t interested in you. Because all the brothers marry the one bride, there are plenty of women for them to choose from. You’re lucky anyone wants you. If you fuck us well tonight, put out for us, and please us in every way possible, we’ll marry you. We’re the best you can hope for, and as long as you keep us happy, you’ll be looked after.”
This second voice was colder and harsher than the first. His words were crueler, too. The first voice had been matter-of-fact. This one was stomping on her feelings with every word. But what they were saying was irrelevant. Only one thing mattered to her. “I love George and Wang. If I can’t have them, I’ll stay single,” she replied firmly.
“Ha! You’ll soon change your mind. We’ll get you nice and hot, and you’ll be begging for our dicks. We’ve got everything you need right here.”
A cock was rubbed across her cheek. It definitely felt hot, and hard, and huge. The man was built, she couldn’t deny that. “A cock is just a cock. I want love as well.”
“Real men don’t love. They provide for your needs as long as you serve them well. You can love the kids when they turn up. I want three sons, at least. Four or five would be even better.”
His harsh, uncaring voice was sending chills up and down her spine. “I love George and Wang. I don’t want to have sex with you. Please let me go.”
“We’ll fuck you into submission.”
Kiri’s sweater was pushed up, and big hands cupped her breasts. The hands were slightly callused and uneven, but not the very rough hands of a manual laborer. Nor were they the soft hands of a man who spent his days in front of a computer. Somewhere in the middle. The hands teased the undersides of her breasts, stroking and petting her, before moving to the tips of her globes and tweaking her nipples. The fingers rolled and elongated her nipples, causing her honey to dampen her panties. It did feel good what he was doing, very good, but these weren’t the men she wanted. Sex was just sex, but she wanted love, a relationship, a partnership.
“Take your hands off me! I don’t want you. I want George and Wang!”
The other man—one of the other men?—unzipped her jeans and pulled them, and her panties, down to her knees. His hands slid over her mound and a long finger slipped inside her. The finger was exploratory, but not cruel. “She’s hot and wet,” the foreign voice said.
“Let me feel. You do her tits.”
A mouth sucked her nipple deep inside, rolling it with the tongue, pressing it to the roof. What that mouth was doing felt very good, and more of her cream was sliding down onto her inner thighs.
Kiri was almost in tears. He had a talented mouth, but she wanted George’s mouth, Wang’s mouth, not this mouth.
“Stop it! Stop it! I don’t want you. Leave me alone. Go away!”
“But you do want us. You’re so wet.”
Fingers started fucking her, and it was all Kiri could do to not lift her hips into the strokes. Damn their sexual skills. He was hitting her sweet spot perfectly. Three fingers were inside her now, teasing her. The mouth on her breasts was sucking just right, manipulating one nipple, while sucking the other, then swapping sides, keeping both nubs engorged and needy, her breasts aching with desire. Her body was responding, heating, an orgasm coiling inside her, rising up.
“No, no, no! Stop it. I don’t want you,” she screamed as her body convulsed in an orgasm.
“Ah, but you do want us.” The wicked fingers continued teasing her as an aftershock rolled through her.
“We’ve serviced you, now suck me,” the cold voice demanded, a cock rubbing along her lips, the head already leaking pre-cum.
“No,” she said firmly, keeping her teeth clenched so the cock could not be forced into her mouth.
Something round and metallic pressed against her breast.
“Suck me right now, or I’ll shoot you.”
“If you stick that penis in my mouth, I’ll bite it off. You may shoot me dead, but you’ll still spend the rest of your life walking around without your male bit. Or dead, if your brother doesn’t know enough to stop the bleeding and get you to the hospital in time. Yes, you gave me an orgasm. Yes, my body responded. But listen to this, and listen good. I don’t want you, and I won’t accept you. If George and Wang don’t choose me, I’ll stay single all my life. I’m not accepting either of you. Or however many of you there are. Got it? I mean it.”
Kiri was shaking with nerves and fear and determination all mixed together. She meant every word she’d said and was ready to bite any cock they thrust into her mouth. Of course, they could still rape her, but it was very much against their culture, so she hoped they wouldn’t. If they did, sooner or later, she’d get back at them, and
she’d never agree to a wedding. Marriages were valid only if the woman gave permission for the first sex.
There was a crack of laughter that sounded almost familiar. What?
Kiri’s blindfold was pulled off, and she watched, astounded, as two men took masks and voice-changers off their faces, and were revealed as George and Wang. The round metal that had been pressing into her chest was the end of an elegant, decorated letter opener.
“What the fuck?”
“We had to be certain, Kiri,” said George.
“It was me,” confessed Wang. “I had to be sure you really did love us. You seem so giggly and girly at times, and then you demonstrate sharp business sense. I had to know it wasn’t just a giggly girly wanting to get married or an astute businesswoman wanting our store. I had to know it was us you truly loved,” said Wang. His dark brown eyes were watching her face. His tone was sincere, his forehead creased in worry.
“Did you have to scare the goddamn shit out of me, though? Couldn’t you have just asked?”
“Ah, but now we know you do love us, we’ve already completed the abduction, and it’s time to get down to the sex,” said George, untying her legs. Wang was freeing her hands.
“It’d serve you right if I punched you both in the nuts so hard neither of you could get it up for a week.” She fumed.
Wang grinned. “You can punch my face, but please don’t break my teeth. I hate going to the dentist,” he said, putting his head directly in front of her and looking at her with a half-apprehensive smile.