Love Slave for Two: Reunions [Love Slave for Two 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting), Page 2

  While he stood and began yanking off his clothes, Tyler also stood. He took a slower, more seductive pace as his gaze bored into Tom’s while he unbuttoned his shirt. “I’m going to get you even more horny before I let you come, love.”

  Tyler’s deep, throaty tone, combined with his sexy British accent, did what it always did to Nevvie even though his words were directed at Tom. Her clit throbbed as moisture immediately began pooling in her pussy.

  “Who’s going to make me come?” she asked in a plaintive tone.

  “Oh, don’t worry, love,” Tyler assured her. “You’ll be begging us to stop by the time we’re finished with you.”

  Tom threw himself back down onto the bed, landing next to her and bouncing her a little. “Oh, yeah, sugar,” he said. “Gonna have you screaming your head off.” He grabbed her and pulled her down to him, kissing her. His tongue stroked the seam of her lips and she softly moaned.

  “Well, perhaps not screaming,” Tyler said with a chuckle. He reached out and stroked her ass before starting to remove his slacks. “We don’t want her waking up the boys.”

  Tom broke their kiss just long enough to reply. “I’m sure I’ve got something I can gag her with,” he said with a wicked grin before kissing her again.

  Nevvie whimpered with need, her clit now swollen and aching just from their little bit of banter. Her two men knew her body so well, and it never got old with both of them keeping her plenty busy.

  Tom’s fingers gently fisted in her hair as he pulled her mouth off his. His breath brushed against her lips as he spoke. “You want my cock to suck on while Tyler’s licking your pussy, baby girl?”

  “Mm-hmm!” She tried to kiss him again, but he firmly held on to her hair and wouldn’t let her get close enough to lock lips again.

  A sexy smile curled his mouth. “Aw, is our poor baby girl all wet and horny?”

  Somewhere behind her, she felt Tyler’s fingers unerringly slip between her legs and part her labia.

  “Oh, yes,” Tyler confirmed. “One very wet little slave girl.”

  Her insides twisted in a hot and pleasant way. So they want the little slave girl game tonight? Fine with her. She loved playing it. She wiggled her butt at him, trying to encourage him to play with her a little longer. Instead, he laid a light slap across her right ass cheek, not even enough to sting.

  “Who told you to do that?” Tyler asked. “Hold still.”

  Tom pulled her lips back down onto his, his tongue roughly thrusting into her mouth as Tyler began teasing her with his fingers. Not quite stroking her clit, he gathered some of her juices onto his fingers and started tracing every fold between her legs. Tom slipped a hand under her and found her left breast. He cupped her in his hand, her nipple trapped between his thumb and forefinger.

  She whimpered again as Tom’s skilled fingers slowly rolled her nipple, turning it into a stiff, aching point of need with a direct connection to her clit and pussy.

  “Oh, she likes that,” Tyler said. He laid his other hand on her left ass cheek and squeezed. She tried to wiggle and squirm between them to get more contact directly on her clit, but Tyler wouldn’t let her. “No, love,” he chastised. “You be a good girl and let your masters take care of you.”

  Nevvie whined in protest, but Tom’s tongue in her mouth and fingers on her nipple soon had her distracted again. As did Tyler, who had now inserted two fingers into her wet pussy, where he proceeded to finger-fuck her.

  “Ah, love, you’re so perfectly ready. I simply cannot wait any longer to be inside you.” He grabbed her hips and made her stand next to the bed, bent over. Tom changed position, his legs hanging off the bed. Tyler pushed her head down to Tom’s cock. “Get busy, love. I doubt you’ll come this time, but I need to fuck that sweet pussy.”

  As her lips closed around Tom’s cock, his hands once again twisted in her hair as his hips thrust up to meet her downward journey. He quickly grew rigid between her lips, his warm, musky scent filling her lungs.

  Behind her, Tyler grabbed her hips, lined his cock up with her pussy, and plunged home hard, shoving her down even further on Tom’s cock.

  She closed her eyes and enjoyed it. She loved being pinned between her men, either like this or sandwiched between them with both their cocks filling her pussy and ass at the same time. Tyler varied his thrusts between short, shallow strokes and hard, deep ones that filled her completely and stretched her pussy in a pleasantly familiar way. She wrapped her fingers around the base of Tom’s cock as she tried to keep up with Tyler.

  “That’s it, love,” he grunted. “Just relax and enjoy letting your owners use your body.”

  Nevvie thought her insides would melt from the heat of his voice. She knew she wouldn’t get over like this, but the erotic friction of Tyler’s cock inside her churned her desire for them. When she tried to rock back against him in time with his strokes, he lightly slapped her ass again.

  “Behave, love. I’m driving. Be a good girl. Let me set the pace.”

  She whined around Tom’s cock, which made him laugh. “She’s really horny, Ty. She wants it.”

  “She can have it when…I’m…done.” He took several strokes faster and deeper than the others before she felt his cock grow harder inside her. His balls slapped loudly against her ass as he let out one last groan before falling still, holding tightly on to her hips to keep his cock deeply embedded inside her.

  “Exquisite,” he whispered. He took a deep breath and blew it out. “That, love, was just the first course.” He leaned forward and traced her spine with his tongue and lips. “We’re going to thoroughly use our girl tonight.”

  She tried to lift her head from Tom’s cock to reply, but his grip in her hair tightened, holding her in place and making her clit throb even more.

  “Oh, no you don’t,” Tom said, his tone teasing. “You’re not going anywhere yet. I’ve got at least two in me tonight, baby girl, and one of them is going down your throat.”

  Her legs nearly gave out on her over his commanding tone. She loved it when they both took charge like this.

  “Mmm,” Tyler said. “You keep that up, my sweet Thomas, and you’ll have me ready to go again.” Tyler withdrew and maneuvered Nevvie around so she could kneel on the bed. There, he began fingering her pussy again.

  Nevvie let go of all control and conscious thought as she worked her mouth up and down Tom’s hard, hot shaft. She ran her tongue over the surface of his cock, down to his balls, and back up again, deep throating him and enjoying the passionate grunts she drew from him.

  Meanwhile, Tyler was doing his best to distract her from her duties. His skilled fingers, now up to three inside her well-fucked slit, were unerringly stroking her G-spot while he used his other hand to tease her swollen clit. She found it impossible not to wiggle against Tyler’s hands as Tom started taking more control of her head. His grip on her tightened as the salty tang of his pre-cum flowed over her tongue.

  “That’s it, baby girl,” he grunted. “Suck my cock. You know you want me to give it to you.”

  Oh, did she! Her free hand cupped his balls, carefully massaging them as she worked her mouth over his cock. Her tongue traced the ridge of the head and flicked the underside of his glans before taking him deeply again.

  “Such a good girl,” Tyler crooned. “Let your Master Thomas give you a big mouthful of his cum.”

  She moaned. He should write erotica. Tyler always had the perfect words and tone of voice to go with the mood.

  Tyler’s hand inside her started moving faster, harder, building the sensations, drawing her inexorably toward her release. She couldn’t help but moan again, which triggered Tom’s fall over brink.

  “Goddamn!” he grunted as his fingers dug into her scalp. His cock grew rigid as his balls tightened in her hand. In her mouth, his shaft started pulsating as jets of cum spurted over her tongue. She eagerly swallowed, not a single drop escaping her.

  That was when Tyler pinched her clit, sending her into orbit. She scream
ed around Tom’s softening cock. Tom’s hands never left her head even though his grip grew gentle. He stroked her hair. “That’s it, baby girl,” he cooed. “Come all over Tyler’s hand for us.”

  She grabbed his hips for support. His cock muffled her cries as she catapulted over the edge. Waves of pleasure rolled through her body under Tyler’s relentless fingers. When she tried to move away from him, he used his body to pin her between them.

  “No you don’t,” he said with a chuckle. “You’re not going anywhere, love. I’ve got you right where I want you.” He didn’t stop until she’d moaned out another orgasm around Tom’s cock and began begging for mercy.

  Tom, on the other hand, was already hard again. He gathered her hair in one hand and pulled her off his cock. “Roll over, sugar. I’m ready for round two.”

  Breathless, she rolled onto her back and scooted farther into the middle of the bed. Tyler crawled up next to her. “Open, love.”

  She did, and he stuck three fingers covered with her juices into her mouth. She grabbed his wrist as she eagerly worked his digits over with her tongue as if they were his cock.

  While she did that, Tom crawled between her legs. “My turn,” he said. He pushed her thighs wide open and dipped his head between her legs.

  Tyler’s fingers in her mouth muffled her loud moan as Tom’s tongue flicked her swollen clit.

  “Looks like our girl is still horny, too,” Tyler said. She looked into his blue eyes and felt her soul melt. The men were so different. Each one filled part of her in a way that brought them both together, comprising the whole of her heart and her love.

  “Then let’s keep her busy,” Tom playfully said before returning to his task.

  Tyler pulled his fingers from her mouth and shifted position, turning around and kneeling over her head. “Open wide, love,” he instructed.

  She did. Tyler lowered himself on top of her, burying his semihard member in her mouth. She grabbed his thighs and set to work, enjoying the taste of their mingled juices on his cock.

  Tom moved lower, sinking his tongue into her pussy and fucking her with it while Tyler licked her clit. The weight of his body pinned her to the bed and held her in place through three more orgasms. When they finally relented, it was only so Tyler could roll over, pulling her on top of him and exposing her well-fucked pussy to Tom.

  “That’s what I wanted,” Tom said. As Tyler once again went to work on her clit, this time with his arms firmly wrapped around her so she couldn’t wiggle free, Tom sank his cock balls-deep inside her cunt.

  Her loud, happy moans were muffled by Tyler’s rigid cock filling her mouth.

  Life doesn’t get much better than this. She didn’t have time to think any other rational thoughts, because Tom started fucking her, hard and fast. The feel of his shaft filling her, bottoming out inside her, and stretching her sent her over the edge again with Tyler sucking on her sensitive bud to knock a home run out of the park. Her back arched, and when she tried to lift her head to beg for a little reprieve, Tom laughed.

  “Oh no, you don’t.” He reached over and grabbed her hair, forcing her back down onto Tyler’s cock.

  The action unhinged what little control she still had over her body. As her muscles contracted around Tom’s cock, she sucked harder, deeper, faster on Tyler’s cock. When she pressed a finger against his rim, it sent him over the edge with a loud cry barely muffled by her pussy. His cock exploded, filling her mouth with his sweetly salty cum.

  Tom laughed again and let go of her hair to grab her hips again. “That’s what I wanted to hear, baby girl. Keep him coming.” His balls slapped against her ass as he rode her, hard and fast, pulling yet another climax out of her before he finally let out a grunt of his own and collapsed on top of her.

  Tyler blindly reached out and slapped at him, making him laugh. “Sorry, Ty,” he said as he rolled off of them.

  Nevvie managed to roll in the opposite direction to catch her breath. Tyler laughed. “Sorry, love, but I can’t handle both of you smooshing me at the same time like that.”

  Nevvie giggled. “You wore me out.”

  “Did we?” Tyler asked, feigning innocence. He lifted his head. He spotted Tom’s wilting cock. Before Tom could stop him, Tyler rolled over and engulfed him with his mouth.

  First protesting, Tom soon stopped trying to push him away as his hips began rocking in time with Tyler’s ministrations.

  Nevvie knew she was spent. But she still wanted to have fun. She rolled over and kissed Tom. He moaned into her mouth, his hips gaining speed as Tyler’s hand disappeared between Tom’s legs. Then he let out an even louder moan, followed by Tyler snickering with a mouthful of cock.

  After a moment, Tyler lifted his head. He wore a playfully evil grin. “I wasn’t sure I could get you over again, love.”

  Tom shook his head. “You’re an evil genius. I keep telling you that.”

  “But he’s our evil genius,” Nevvie said with a giggle.

  “Yeah.” He arched an eyebrow at Tyler. “You up for one more?”

  “No, loves. I’m totally knackered.” He crawled up the bed to lie on Nevvie’s other side. Then he let out a yawn. “In fact, I’m ready for sleep.”

  Tyler’s yawn proved contagious. Nevvie, then Tom followed suit. “Me, too,” Nevvie said. She snuggled in between them. “I love you guys.”

  Tyler, then Tom kissed her good-night before kissing each other. “Love you, too. Both of you,” Tyler said.

  “Love you, baby girl,” Tom echoed. “And you, Evil Genius.”

  Nevvie giggled again as she closed her eyes. “We’ll have to practice being quiet in the RV,” she said.

  Tom snorted. “I think we’ve got the gag technique down pat.”

  Chapter Two

  Nevvie left the boys with Tom and Tyler and took off by herself early the next morning before the day turned hot. She made a stop at a florist, then drove to the cemetery where her dad, Michael Barton, was buried.

  She found her way to his grave and sat in front of it. With tender care, she tucked the flowers into the small plastic vase she’d picked up at the office and then poked it into the ground in front of the granite marker.

  “Well, Daddy,” she said. “Our attorney found Mary.” Nevvie couldn’t bring herself to call her “Mom” anymore. “I hope I’m doing the right thing by finding her.” She laughed. “You wouldn’t believe what Tyler did.”

  She spent the next half hour talking, laughing…crying. When she finished, she reached out and stroked his name carved into the sun-warmed stone. “I know I was adopted, but you’re my Daddy. I love Andrew, don’t get me wrong, and both me and Tommy call him ‘Dad.’ But you’ll always be my Daddy.”

  She kissed her hand and touched it to his name. “I’ll let you know how it works out, Daddy. I love you.” She stood, brushed off her pants, then slowly walked back to her car.

  * * * *

  After lunch, Nevvie, Tyler, and Tom left the boys with Eddie and Pete and headed to the RV dealership for their two o’clock appointment to learn how to drive the RV. Tyler drove them in the new Pilot.

  “How’s the ride back there, love?” Tyler asked Nevvie as he caught her gaze in the rearview mirror.

  Tom, in the front passenger seat, poked him in the shoulder. “Eyes on the road, mister. No one’s arguing the fact that it’s a nice car. We just can’t believe you bought it without talking to us first.”

  “Or the RV,” Nevvie added. “Or the trailer.”

  Tyler pulled in to the RV dealer’s parking lot. “But loves,” he insisted, “we’ll have the trip of a lifetime. Not to mention, now with the boys getting bigger, the RV will make things easier when we go up to visit Mom. We did say we wanted to spend more time with her and Tom’s sisters.”

  Tom looked over the back of the seat at Nevvie. “I think he’s grasping at straws.”

  “He is,” she agreed. “But that is a valid point.” She poked Tyler in the shoulder. “Next time, however, talk to us first. Okay
?”

  Tyler grinned. “Right! Not a problem.” He leaned in for a kiss from Tom, then Nevvie. “Now, let’s go have our lesson.”

  * * * *

  An hour later, Nevvie and Tom’s nerves were shot. Clueless Tyler, however, had the time of his life and remained totally oblivious to the discomfort of both his partners and the instructor regarding his driving skills.

  While Tyler was talking to the salesman, who looked more than a little rattled after Tyler’s lesson, Tom leaned in and whispered in Nevvie’s ear.

  “Do you believe he actually managed to drive that damn thing home yesterday? Who the fuck let him have the keys?”

  She blew out a breath. “I know. I’m surprised he didn’t kill anyone.”

  “You and me drive this thing, baby girl. He doesn’t get behind the wheel. Ever again. Ever.”

  “Agreed.”

  “Well?” Tyler looked at them expectantly. “What did you think?”

  Nevvie and Tom pasted on fake smiles. “You did…great, Ty,” Nevvie lied.

  “Yeah,” Tom echoed. “Unbelievable.”

  “That’s the truth,” Nevvie muttered under her breath just loud enough Tom could hear her.

  He nudged her with his elbow. “Shh!”

  Tyler studied them. “All right, I’ll admit perhaps I’m not completely comfortable driving this yet, but I think I fared rather well. Far better than on a motorcycle.”

  “I’ll give you that,” Nevvie agreed with more than a little snark in her tone.

  He pulled her to him. “I promise, love, I will get plenty of practice before our trip.”

  “You’re going to need it,” Tom said.

  * * * *

  Nevvie picked Andrew up from Tampa International five days later. Even though he was Tyler’s father, both Nevvie and Tom considered him their dad, too. And he was the spitting image of Tyler. She hugged him when he emerged from the international terminal with his luggage.

  “Hello, love,” he said with a smile. “It’s so good to see you again so soon.”