Brown, Berengaria - Ultimate Possession [Possessive Passions 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Page 2

  “You do understand I really would like to slap you upside the head, don’t you?”

  “Yes, but I’m hoping you’ll kiss me instead.”

  “God, you’re impossible!” Kiri sat up and began massaging her wrists. Actually, she was surprised to notice neither her arms nor her legs were very stiff. She felt more as if she’d been sitting in the one position a little too long than as if she’d been drugged and tied up. “What time is it?” she asked.

  George pulled his cell phone out of his jeans and looked at it. “Just past seven. Are you hungry? We prepared a nice meal for you before we went to work today. It’ll only take five minutes to nuke it in the microwave. Or we could go straight to the sex?” he added hopefully.

  Now that she wasn’t scared and angry, Kiri realized she was hungry—for food and for the men. But first things first. “Let’s just get one thing straight. From now on, if you want to know something, you ask me, in words of one syllable if necessary. And you’re to be completely honest about it. In return, I promise to answer you truthfully. Is that a deal?”

  Both men nodded. The worried frown was back on Wang’s handsome face, though.

  “It’s okay, I understand why you frightened me silly. But I’m just saying it’s not to happen again.” She stared at them both. Wang nodded, and George gulped then said, “Yes. I promise.”

  “I promise, too,” added Wang.

  “Excellent.” Kiri slid off the bed, rearranging her clothes. “So what did you make for supper?”

  “Paella, a dish traditionally made by men so the woman may rest and relax. It’s rice with mussels, shrimp, tomatoes, onions, roast peppers, calamari, chicken, and peas, seasoned with garlic, saffron, and paprika. Bellissima.” George kissed his fingertips then made an extravagant bow to her.

  “I can see you both as Spanish grandees. In lace, ruffled shirts, and knee breeches.” Kiri giggled. She followed them through the house to the kitchen where the table was already set with an embroidered cloth and sparkling silverware. Wang hurried to take the dish of paella from the refrigerator and put it in the microwave oven, while George switched on the coffee maker.

  Kiri relaxed back into her chair. It was funny in a way. She’d dreamed so many times that Wang would come to love her and the brothers would abduct her as was traditional among their people. But never had she imagined for a moment that she’d be scared by the abduction, or that she wouldn’t instantly recognize them. Suddenly, she giggled.

  “What?” asked George, smiling at her.

  “Girls imagine being kidnapped by their husbands. But I don’t know of anyone who would have thought of an abduction quite like that one. I have to give you two an A for individuality.”

  “Since you’re giggling, does that mean we’re forgiven?” asked Wang, placing the hot dish of food on a mat in the center of the table.

  “Wait until I test how good you are at cooking first,” she teased.

  As they ate, they chattered in the light and friendly way that had developed between them over the past year or so. But this time there was an undercurrent of sexual tension that kept rising to the surface. All of them knew what would happen next. In the way of their culture, the men would ask permission to access her body. Then she would be fucked in the mouth, pussy, and ass. Only after all three places had been claimed by her future husbands could they ask the monk, Father Yeshe, to get married.

  “You don’t really want five sons, do you?” she asked Wang during a break in the conversation.

  “Fwah?” He almost choked on his mouthful of paella.

  “Before, you said you wanted three sons, but four or five would be better.”

  “Do you?” asked George.

  “I think it would be very hard to find the right woman to cope with five husbands,” she answered seriously.

  “Yes, I agree. One man alone is not able to care for a woman properly. There needs to be two so one can be earning credits while the other is helping her, caring for her when she is ill or tired, accompanying her when she needs to go away from New Thimphu. But more than three, I’m not so sure,” said George.

  “I’m glad you said that, because I want to be able to work in the shop with you. I love the atmosphere there, and it blends in well with my little courier business. If I’m going to have endless babies, we’ll need to get a live-in nanny or two.”

  The two men stared at her with matching dropped jaws. Kiri grinned back at them and chewed another forkful of delicious paella.

  “You’d do that for us? Have five sons?” Wang’s mouth was still opening and closing like a goldfish.

  “The man decides the gender, you know. It’s not up to me. But have five or six babies, yes, if that’s what you really wanted. Personally, I think four is plenty, two girls and two boys.”

  George jumped up from the table, knocking his chair down with a crash. “In that case, there’s no time to waste. We’d best get started.”

  He pulled Kiri out of her chair, her mouth still full of food, swept her into his arms, and headed for the doorway with long, swift strides, Wang right behind them. George stood her onto her feet at the foot of the bed, and there was a moment of complete silence as they all looked at each other, lust surrounding them almost visibly.

  Both men kneeled in front of her, each taking one of her hands in theirs.

  “We’re sorry we frightened you before.”

  “It won’t happen again, we promise.”

  “May we enter your body and make you ours?” They spoke together, in almost a chant, telling Kiri without words that they’d rehearsed this line.

  Kiri nodded then, knowing she had to say the words, so whispered, “I welcome you into my body, my husbands.”

  Remaining kneeling at her feet, they peeled her socks off and kissed her toes. They kneeled up straighter and undid her jeans once more, sliding them down her legs, then going back to pull her panties down. George held her hand as she stepped out of the pants, then both men tenderly kissed their way up her legs to her groin.

  George lingered for a long time at the back of her knee, licking and sucking there, while Wang preferred her inner thigh, swiping wet patterns on her sensitive skin with his tongue.

  The men stood, George in front of her and Wang behind her, and lifted her sweater over her head in smooth movements. Then Wang unsnapped her bra, and George pulled the straps down her arms. Wang’s final task was to pull the clip from her hair, letting the long, dark waves, fall down her back.

  There was a minute’s complete silence, and then, almost reverently, they led her to the bed and settled her in the middle of it.

  Once again, they began kissing and licking her skin, spending long moments at every pulse point, driving her need higher and higher.

  Meanwhile, Kiri’s hands were busy unbuttoning shirts, unbuckling belts, and unsnapping jeans. When she finally released a zipper, she slid her hand down to cup a huge, hot, hard cock, and reveled in the soft head with a drop of pre-cum already in the slit and the hard shaft. Next, she cupped his balls, loving the heavy weight of them. Yum!

  Wang’s cock was just as delicious as George’s. Wang spent more time in the shop and less time visiting towns shipping goods for the community, so his skin was a little paler than George’s. His eyes were a slightly lighter color, too, more brown, where George’s were closer to black. Wang was an inch or two shorter, half a dozen pounds heavier, a fraction more muscular, but they were both very similar really.

  Their personalities were totally different, however. But Kiri had no time to think about that now. Her heart was full of joy at finally going to bed with the men she loved. Her hands worked busily at removing the last of their clothing, pushing and pulling at fabrics and bodies with scant regard for the safety of buttons and other fastenings.

  “Cool your jets a second, sweetheart,” murmured George as he rolled away from her to toe his shoes off and drag his jeans over his feet.

  Wang’s clothing dropped to the floor almost simultaneously, the
n both men’s hands were on her body, touching, and stroking every inch of her, making her skin tingle and goose bump with joy.

  Kiri reached for the nearest cock—Wang’s—and grasped it firmly, loving the sensation of throbbing power. She let her finger slide over the head and inside the foreskin, knowing the skin that was usually protected would be even more soft and sensitive and wanting to push them to the limit before they entered her.

  The tip of her finger ran around and around inside his foreskin, making drops of pre-cum run down over her hand, causing Wang to gasp and his cock to throb even more in her grip.

  “Oh gods, that feels good. But I want to come inside you, not before the party even starts,” Wang said, gently disengaging her hand.

  He slipped down between her legs, resting them on his shoulders and opening her wide. “First, we have to get you ready here,” he added, bending his head and licking the rim of her anus, his tongue sliding just the tiniest bit inside as he licked all around, wetting her thoroughly and making every nerve ending stand up and dance in joy.

  A delicious shudder rippled through Kiri. “I can’t wait to have you both inside me at once,” she whispered.

  “The waiting is killing us, too,” said George, dropping a jar of lube on the bed and sinking slippery fingers into her ass as Wang sat up and dipped a finger into the jar. The two men tag-teamed her, one stroking inside her dark channel, then the other, stretching her hole, loosening the entry, softening her tissues. Kiri’s cream poured from her pussy. She was so aroused, her nerves on fire, her belly clenching in need, her breasts heavy with the longing to be touched.

  Soon, Wang coated his cock liberally with lube. Both men wiped their hands on a damp cloth, and then George lay flat on the bed and pulled her over him. He kissed her face softly, dropping the most feather-light of kisses onto her cheekbones, her jawline, her nose and eyebrows. She stuck her tongue out and tried to lick him in return, but his head kept moving, and she couldn’t aim straight.

  Kiri grabbed his head to hold it still and pressed her lips to his. His lips were warm and soft as he gently kissed her back, and then he gradually increased the passion, licking the seam of her mouth and pushing his tongue inside.

  At last!

  She opened up and sucked him deep, welcoming him. Their tongues thrust and danced for long moments, and then he lifted her hips slightly and pressed his cock at her entry. Kiri drew back a little then slid down over him, sucking him into her cunt as she’d sucked his tongue into her mouth, deep, deeper still, enjoying the feel of him filling her and stretching her as her walls expanded to accept him, then closed around him gripping him tight.

  George groaned, wiggling his hips, settling into her and pulling her flat against his body once again, skin to skin from pelvis to shoulders.

  Behind her, Wang pulled her butt cheeks apart then rested his cock at her rear entrance. Kiri couldn’t prevent the shiver that raced through her. Finally, finally, they were claiming her!

  Wang pressed against the circle of muscles. Kiri pushed back, and instantly, the head of his cock popped inside her. Wang thrust in, and her channel opened and expanded, giving him the space to go deeper.

  She had felt quite full before, but now she felt stretched, so very possessed. Yet as Wang drove deeper inside her, there was no pain, just that fullness, and the sensation of expansion as her body adjusted and accepted both men at once.

  Wang lay over her back, and she wiggled, loving being sandwiched between two hard male bodies like this. Possession was the only word to describe it. The ultimate possession, surrounded and filled by her men.

  Wang took his weight onto his knees, giving George space to use his hips and thighs more freely.

  Each man placed one hand on her hip and his other hand on his brother’s shoulders, wedging her between them and controlling her movements. Then George remained quite still as Wang withdrew almost the entire way out of her until just his head was still inside her dark, hot channel. As he began to enter her again, George started to withdraw.

  Kiri’s breath hitched at the intensity and carnality of the maneuver. Instinctively, she clenched her inner muscles, hugging the two cocks inside her. This time it was the men who gasped.

  “Gods, woman, are you determined to destroy my control?” rasped Wang.

  Kiri gave a tiny giggle and deliberately repeated the tactic. “Whatever it takes,” she said.

  Four hands held her hips tightly. “This first time we’ll do it our way, I think,” said George. The men used their chests to grip her between them so she couldn’t move then returned to their slow and steady pace of advance and retreat, fill and empty. Each stroke dragged along her walls, cranking up the sexual tension until she was ready to scream with extreme arousal.

  Almost imperceptibly, they stroked faster, harder, still keeping their grip on her, until their bodies were slicked with sweat and they were pistoning into her from in front and behind. The tension in her belly had wound so tight she expected to break into a million pieces at any moment.

  “Now!” ordered George.

  The two men pulled almost right out of her together, held her in an iron grip, then slammed into her in unison.

  The orgasm burst through Kiri like a bomb exploding. Her legs and arms flexed and shook, her toes curled back against her soles, and a rush of passion and adrenaline roared through her body and almost blew the top off her head. Kiri screamed as her body shook and shook and shook, wave after wave of spasms rolling through her like an unstoppable tsunami.

  The men stroked gently into her as aftershocks rippled through her, her pussy and ass grabbing their cocks and milking them for more and more streams of hot cum.

  Kiri sagged in their arms, suddenly as limp as a noodle and unable to even hold her head up. She rested her face against George’s chest, panting hard as the men petted and soothed her.

  Wang pressed kisses to her shoulder and neck, then licked behind her ear and nibbled on the lobe until her body stopped shaking. “Time for a shower, now,” he suggested.

  “I don’t think I can stand yet.”

  “No need, I’ll hold you,” he said, lifting her off George’s body.

  George slid from the bed and walked into the bathroom to get things ready there while Wang picked Kiri up and cuddled her tenderly against him. She snuggled in, reveling in the feeling of being adored and protected.

  The shower was blasting out hot steam. A pile of thick, fluffy towels laid waiting, and George was holding a bar of Shiloah’s lovely rose soap. Wang stepped into the shower and held her under the water while George soaped and sponged her. Then he flipped her around so George could do her back. The scent of roses filled the air, mingling with the steam making the atmosphere romantic. Kiri sighed with joy.

  After washing each other briskly, the men moved out of the shower and wrapped her in a towel, patting her dry. Afterward, Wang carried her back to the bed and laid her tenderly on her front.

  “We need to put some gel in your ass so you aren’t sore tomorrow,” Wang explained. Kiri just nodded, too tired and content to speak.

  Very soon, the three were cuddled up in the bed. Wow! That’s just the beginning, thought Kiri as she drifted into sleep.

  Chapter Two

  It was still quite dark when Kiri became aware of the two hot, hard, male bodies surrounding her. And she also remembered there had to be oral sex to make the wedding valid. For a moment she wondered if the wedding was arranged for the morning but then shrugged. It usually was, so it was reasonable to assume the men had planned that far ahead. After all, they’d prepared the traditional meal, so why not arrange the marriage ceremony, too?

  Meanwhile, two very large and yummy cocks were going to waste. A thrifty wife would do something about that. Kiri giggled softly and slid down the bed. There was not much light in the room but enough to tell the cocks were ready for action, and she was just the person to attend to them.

  Kiri bent her head to Wang’s cock. It was lying on his belly, ri
sing solidly from a nest of thick, black curls. The hair on his head was wavy, shaping itself naturally around his face, but this hair was really curly.

  Kiri licked from his balls up to the head, then flicked her tongue inside the foreskin to swipe over the head. Hmm delicious. Almondy and spicy.

  Next, she ran her tongue back down his shaft to taste his balls. The skin there had quite a different texture from both the head and the shaft, and he had a musky flavor along with the almonds and the spice. But still very yummy.

  Kiri turned her attention to George. Eager to discover his flavor, she sucked the head deep into her mouth before probing his slit with her tongue. More almond flavor, but this time quite salty rather than spicy. Different, but just as delectable. Kiri held his balls in one hand as she rolled her tongue up and down his shaft before tasting the head again, loving that more pre-cum had dripped out for her to enjoy.

  Kiri turned back to Wang, but before she could suck him into her mouth, she was flying through the air, up the bed and impaled on his shaft. She landed flat on his body with an oomph, and he drove his tongue into her mouth, kissing her hard, and fast, and passionately.

  When they broke apart to take a breath, George’s cock was beside her. She sat up a little on Wang and held George’s shaft to her mouth, sucking him inside then pressing her tongue to the throbbing vein.

  “I thought you were taking my candy away for a minute there,” she mumbled around his thick stalk.

  “When you licked my head, I couldn’t wait to be inside you again,” grunted Wang, pounding into her fast and deep.

  “Suck me hard. I want to come in your mouth,” said George.

  Kiri hadn’t been sure how much pressure to exert, but on George’s words she hollowed her cheeks and sucked him hard. Then she tilted her head back and opened her throat to take him in deeper until she could swallow his cockhead. She could only maintain it briefly, though, not wanting her gag reflex to control her.