When Liz let herself out the back door, cold mid-morning air blasted against her. She gripped the bathrobe tighter around her and quickly walked toward the lean-to that housed the bathtub. Before leaving to join Durango’s cousin’s gang, Durango and Landon had built the lean-to with the opening facing south, allowing for a sunny exposure while she bathed. They’d found the claw foot tub in one of the desolate farmhouses in the valley, as well as a handmade woodstove made from a drum at another neighboring farm. They’d lugged the items here to her place. Now, as she strolled across the meadow toward the lean-to, she smelled the aroma of wood smoke, saw the grey smoke spiraling lazily from the long pipe attached to the stove, but none of the men were in sight.
Where had they gotten off to? She set her towel, the bar of lavender-scented soap, and a disposable razor onto the wood shelf within reach. She gazed at the tub and laughed with enjoyment. They’d filled it to almost the rim. Lots of hot baths. Hmm, another benefit of having three strong men here with her. So, she traded it off with some hot and heavy sex. How could anything be wrong with that?
Disrobing, she shivered in the cold air and quickly stepped into the high tub, sighing as she sat into hot liquid heaven. Water embraced her sore pussy, ass, and her tender breasts, lapping against all those muscles she never knew she had. Oh yeah, she could get used to having wonderful hot baths every morning.
Grabbing the soap, she quickly washed her hair and the rest of her, taking extra care to soap her tender breasts, pussy, and other intimate area. She would need to be clean for the guys.
Smiling, she remembered last night. It had felt wonderful being impaled on Landon and having Durango thrusting into her tender ass while Tyrell fucked her mouth. Just thinking about the pleasure they’d created, had her moaning softly and closing her eyes.
Yes, this new way of life could certainly turn into paradise. Licking her lips in anticipation, she ran a hand leisurely over her sensitized breasts, surprised at the need gripping her with such a fierce intensity she hadn’t felt before. Smoothing her other hand down over her lower belly, she ran a finger between her labia to rub her clit. Her pussy and ass both clenched hard, and she moaned softly at the reaction.
Oh lovely. She was seriously arousing herself and not a man in sight to bring her relief.
As she continued touching herself, she turned her face into the cold breeze and warm sunshine. Thankfully the lean-to blocked most of the wind, and the smoke from the nearby woodstove was minimal as it escaped the tall pipe. She could hear the wood crackling in the stove and listened to the wind whistle through the nearby tall grass.
She sunk deeper into the tub, sighing as the warm water embraced her body. Steam curled around in front of her eyes, and lavender-scented soap wafted off her skin making her feel as if she were a queen soaking in a tub awaiting her male sex slaves to approach her and make love to her.
She closed her eyes and smiled at that idea. She gasped as she pinched her nipples, finding them tender as well. Those men sure had known what they’d been doing last night, and she wouldn’t have traded that experience for the world. Now that she’d stepped over the threshold, she doubted she would want to go back to living alone. Now, she understood what her friend Teyla had meant when she’d told Liz the same thing. Menages were addictive.
She sensed the men before she even opened her eyes. Knew the three of them had come for her. Knew she wouldn’t say no. Could never say no to the pleasure they were sure to give her.
Slowly, she opened her eyes, and blinked at the three men who stood around the tub staring down at her naked form lounging in the water. She didn’t even feel a spark of shame at being caught like this, nude and touching herself. She felt as if she were Alice in Wonderland and she’d slipped down the rabbit’s hole, appearing in a new world. A world she wanted. One she knew she would like.
“You looked too luscious for us to ignore, Doc,” Durango whispered. His voice sounded hoarse and strangled. Aroused. His eyes were the deepest blue she’d ever seen them, and there was a sparkle of amusement in his gaze.
“We made up that honey-do list you were mentioning earlier to Durango,” Landon said as he, too, gazed down at her body. Liz stilled at his intense look, and succulent heat fused through her.
She tried to concentrate on what Landon had just said. The honey-do list? And then she remembered. Oh great, Durango had mentioned their earlier conversation to them? Would anything she said be a secret between the two of them? Somehow she doubted it. These three men had formed a tight bond, and she would be their woman. She’d better get used to it and fast.
Her gaze drifted to Tyrell. A luscious smile tilted the tips of his lips, and she had the distinct feeling he had a secret. They all had a secret.
“Okay, what’s up?” she asked, liking their playful looks.
Tyrell lifted a piece of paper and handed it down to her. Water dripped from her arm as she accepted it and read what they’d written.
It was the honey-do list she’d been talking to Durango about. The men had made up a schedule in record time, outlining all the chores each of them would do. Amazing.
“I’m impressed,” Liz said as she read the neatly scrawled handwriting.
“You also mentioned you had needs, Brandy,” Landon said softly.
“We figured with the way you’re touching yourself, we would come in handy about now,” Tyrell whispered.
“I want to watch,” Durango added.
Liz swallowed, felt the familiar rush of lust shifting through her like a drug as the three men peered at her with way too much anticipation.
“Since when do you guys have to ask?” she replied, handing the note back to Tyrell.
“We’re not asking, babe,” Durango replied hoarsely.
Liz trembled at the domination in his voice.
“We made an adjustment to the lean-to while you were inside,” Tyrell said, his gaze moving upward. Liz followed to where he was looking, and she started. Directly above the tub, on a beam in the ceiling of the lean-to, she caught a glimpse of silver. A large eye bolt had been screwed into the wood beam. From it hung a hook.
Her breathing quickened. Why hadn’t she seen that up there? Because she’d been too busy pleasuring herself, that was why.
She looked back down and met Durango’s gaze, read the sexual intent flaring in his blue eyes. Her breath caught at the heated look, at the sizzling tension zipping between the two of them. She grew so hot she was surprised the water hadn’t started to boil. He held up some long leather straps with cuffs.
She creamed. Hard. She knew what was going on. Leather straps and attachments. They would bind her. This time they would take her while she was standing.
She licked her lips as a sensual nervousness zipped through her. Shivered as the intense yearning to have sex with them took hold with a vengeance.
“We have needs, too, Brandy,” Landon said as he leisurely removed his jacket and hung it on one of several nail posts. He began to undress.
“Lots of needs, Elizabeth,” Tyrell replied as he, too, removed his jacket and hung it beside Landon’s. He began to undress.
Oh my gosh.
She fought her growing nervousness as Durango didn’t move. Didn’t undress. Instead, he leaned over the bathtub, his hand slipping into the water. She thought he would start stroking her pussy, but his hand wrapped around her wrist like a taut rope.
“Stand, baby.” His gaze riveted her. Hot waves of pure sensuality blazed off his body into hers.
“Stand for them,” he whispered.
He wanted her to stand so he could watch her be taken by the other two. She knew he did. That’s why he wasn’t getting undressed.
“Durango…” she whispered, suddenly feeling unsure of this. Maybe she wasn’t able to get into this new lifestyle? Maybe this situation was impossible? She already liked Landon a lot, and Tyrell was so nice, but she didn’t really know these two. Durango wanted all of them living here like some polygamous family or something. What if they decided they didn’t want her anymore?
Fear and self-doubt almost devoured her, but then she looked into Durango’s eyes and saw the love flaming there for her. Love, lust, and appreciation for what she was going to give him.
“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay,” he soothed. Obviously he was sensing her uneasiness.
No, he would never leave her again. She knew that now. He’d gone away and he’d come back. And she wanted this.
Confidence pushed away her wariness. It felt good. She felt good. This was right. This is what she wanted.
Durango tugged and she managed to get up out of the water and stand in the tub on her trembling legs. Cold air breathed against her wet flesh, but the coldness only heightened her arousal. Water dripped off her shivering body, and she whimpered as he strapped the cuffs securely around each wrist. Then he lifted her arms way up over her head, and she watched helplessly as he hooked the restraints above.
She was trapped. At his mercy again. At their mercy again. She felt overheated with the excitement. Burning with the anticipation of being taken. Of being sandwiched between two hard, muscular bodies.
As Durango held her gaze, she heard the rustling of clothing being removed. Heard the slurp of lube. Oh God.
Durango was breathing hard as he drew away and allowed the other two men, totally naked now and both wearing condoms, to step into the tub with her. Tyrell in front. Landon in back.
She could feel their body heat coming at her from both sides. Waves of sensual heat wrapped around her, chasing away the chill. She could smell Tyrell. Sexy. Strong. Spicy. And Landon’s scent. Pine, soap, and fresh air.
A strong pair of hands settled over the curves of her hips. Landon.
Corded muscles bunched in Tyrell’s biceps as his hot hands slipped against her waist, holding her steady.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever come across, Elizabeth,” Tyrell whispered. She knew he was lying. He had to be. But she liked his compliments.
“So sexy. I enjoyed watching what happened between you and Durango and Landon in the kitchen.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. He’d seen them having sex. Heat cascaded through her, and her cheeks flushed. Great, now her cheeks were getting red, she just knew it.
He grinned, obviously enjoying her embarrassment. He licked his lower lip. Her gaze dropped to his tongue. He had a nice tongue. Red and perfect.
Behind her, Landon nuzzled against the curve of her neck and shoulder, his bristles erotically scratching her sensitive flesh.
“You don’t even realize how sensual you are, do you, Brandy?” Landon murmured, and her body tingled as he lapped his tongue along her neck. “I like that about you. Being modest makes you even more beautiful.”
She moaned as his large cockhead pressed between her butt cheeks and against her sphincter.
“Shh, you’ll love this, sweetness. I promise.” Tyrell bent his head, his mouth capturing hers in a firm, demanding kiss. She liked the taste of him. Dark and sensual, like coffee after a hot night of sex.
Automatically she widened her legs, catching her balance.
His mouth moved over hers confidently, his tongue pushing past the last remnants of her resistance. He lashed his tongue against hers. The connection was blistering. So intense, it snapped all her nerve endings on fire. His steel-hard cockhead rubbed firmly against her sensitive clit, sparking all kinds of wicked sensations. Her pussy clenched. Her ass throbbed with anticipation. Gosh, this felt so wonderful.
Liz shuddered, cried out as the pressure built in her ass and Landon slipped in with his generously lubed cock. Slid in easily, slowly, stretching her until she gasped into Tyrell’s mouth at the immense invasion burrowing into her behind.
Tyrell’s hands slipped off her waist and started roaming her body.
Landon pulled free, and without warning, Tyrell thrust into her vagina. Hot and heavy and so thick, his fiery shaft pistoned boldly into her, making her moan at the intensity of his size and quickness of his penetration.
Writhing now, she was sandwiched between their hard bodies. Coils of arousal uncurled quickly now, building and wrapping around her, making her gyrate her hips and buck against them.
“That’s it, Brandy. Let’s show Durango how you love being fucked by two men,” Landon whispered against her neck, then kissed her there. Just the mention of Durango, the thought of him watching and enjoying his fantasy at her being fucked by two men, made her even more keyed up.
“Durango said you also like it rough. So do we,” Tyrell whispered against her mouth, after breaking the intense kisses.
Tyrell withdrew his engorged shaft, and Landon’s hip surged against hers as he thrust into her ass again. Immediately, the two picked up an intense rhythm, burying themselves inside her. Fire burned through her, and within moments she came apart.
She exploded on a cry, her body twisting against the restraints that held her captive. Her hips bucking between the two men as they entered her over and over again. Sensations rocked her. Tore through her like a tornado, and she went with it, her mind snapping, her body convulsing and accepting them into her being. Into her soul. Into her heart.
Perfect, something in the back of her mind whispered. Liz smiled. Yes, they were a perfect fit. And they were her home.
Tyrell grinned against Elizabeth’s mouth as he felt her come apart in his arms. Her body shivered and convulsed against him under the onslaught of her orgasm. She cried softly, erotically, the sexy sounds making him jerk his hips harder against her, every thrust harder and deeper, until the pleasure gripped his balls full force, lashed his cock, and ripped through him with fierce intensity.
The power of the impending climax just about had him dropping to his knees, but he held tight to her hips and continued holding the rhythm with Landon, waiting for him to come first. But Landon kept pistoning, obviously trying for a second orgasm for her. Hell, he could do that. He thrust harder, loving the way she gave back as much as he pushed at her.
Between them, she was panting. Her entire body trembled. Her cunt clenched around his shaft, holding his cock with a tremendous grip that her pussy was pretty much locking onto his shaft.
He tried to hold back the tidal wave of oncoming pleasure, but he just couldn’t. He let go of his self-control and thrust harder.
Once. Twice. And then he exploded on a strangled shout as her viselike muscles clamped so hard, he couldn’t stop himself from spilling.
He cried out her name at the same time as something really nice swelled inside his heart for her. He rocked with her, realizing he couldn’t stop whispering her name.
“Elizabeth. Elizabeth.” Such a pretty name. Such a beautiful woman.
Yeah, he was going to enjoy hanging out here with Durango and Landon. Building a business. A safe haven for them. Best of all, building a warm, loving home for Elizabeth.
Landon had been waiting for Tyrell to climax. When he hadn’t, Landon had been barely able to keep up his hard thrusts, he’d been so desperate to come.
Liz was perfect. Her tight muscles just about had him coming from the first moment he’d slid into her. But he was an unselfish gentleman when it came to women. Had always waited until his companion came before he joined her. He would extend that consideration to a second or a third, whatever the case would be. That’s just the way he was.
Thankfully, Tyrell finally came. Landon knew it in the last few frantic thrusts against Liz. Heard it in Tyrell’s increased pants and then the tormented way he began whispering her name as if it were a love chant.
Landon smiled, felt his heart crash open in gratitude to Durango and Liz for allowing him to be here with them. He finally had a place to call home, and her name was Brandy. He nuzzled his mouth against her warm neck, held tight to her waist, pulled out of her and plunged back into her succulent ass. Once. Twice. He bucked. Pleasure slammed through his cock and balls. Three times.
He exploded. He couldn’t help but groan in satisfaction as he twisted in the erotic throes of arousal as it embraced him head-on like intense blades of lightning. Yeah, he would like it here. He was home.
Durango came on a strangled cry as he joined the three in their combined release. Shards of shivers embraced him. The blades of pleasure ripped him apart with an intensity he’d never felt before. Watching Liz sandwiched between two men, their hard, strong bodies dominating hers, their powerful thrusts against her ripping erotic gasps out of her mouth, making her shudder and shake with fierce arousal, was something he’d always craved to see. It had been everything he’d ever wanted. For him and most of all, for her.
As if sensing him watching her, she suddenly opened her eyes and smiled at him. “I love this. I love you,” she mouthed. She closed her eyes again, embracing the pleasure, and fierce happiness swept through him.
It was so obvious to him he hadn’t been wrong about her. She’d just needed a little push in the direction where her cravings lie. She’d needed a shove to shed her inhibitions. She was shy right now, but it wouldn’t be long before she hungered freely for their touches.
The four of them were a perfect match, and Durango knew he was home and they’d all be happy. Forever.