“Peyton? What’s wrong? Are you hurt? What’s wrong with Braden?” Questions riddled around her. She didn’t know who asked what.
“Evan, get out of here! Now!” Peyton pushed him toward the back door. “Please, Evan!”
Kane grabbed her and shook her. “Peyton, you’re acting like a crazy woman. What’s wrong? What happened?”
Braden stormed across the second story of the house. “Evan! Evan, damn you! Where are you?”
Kane narrowed his eyes on her. “Peyton?”
“Get out of here now, Evan. Please, he’s going to kill you!”
“Peyton, what the hell is this about?” Evan asked.
“I told, Braden…I didn’t mean to tell him but I told him I, we, didn’t use a…” She stopped herself from saying more. By the look on Kane’s face, she’d already said far too much.
“You fucked her without a condom?” he demanded through clenched teeth.
Evan dropped his head and then looked back up at Peyton as Braden raced down the steps. “Peyton, I shouldn’t have. I thought…ah hell, I didn’t think. It never crossed my mind.”
“Why you fucking little bastard!” Kane gritted his teeth but at the same time, his arm flew out, and he held Braden off, at least long enough to postpone the first blow. “Braden, get a hold of yourself.”
Somehow, Kane remained calm. Peyton didn’t know how he managed it because she saw the fury in his eyes as well, but he controlled his own rage in order to stop one brother from fighting the other.
“I didn’t think, Braden. Are you going to tell me you’ve always stopped to think about birth control in the heat of the moment?”
“This isn’t any chick, Evan!” Braden’s strong voice of concern laced through his words as much as his anger. “This is Peyton!”
“Exactly! This is Peyton. Do you think I would do anything on purpose to hurt her?”
“You only think with your cock, and you don’t give a damn about how toxic you are. You could get her pregnant!”
“And he couldn’t?” He pointed to Kane. “For that matter, you probably could if you two were talking rubbers tonight, besides I thought Kane took her to see the doctor about birth control. Hell, I just didn’t think to ask. Shoot me!”
“Don’t fucking tempt us,” Kane said.
Peyton shivered as she held onto her elbows and kept her arms crossed over her chest. Her arms were shaking from cold and from fear.
“Go upstairs, Peyton.” Evan told her.
“Mind him,” Kane said.
“Mind…him?” Her teeth chattered as she asked for clarification.
“Yes! Damn it! You’re the one bound and determined to become a submissive and let me make one thing perfectly clear. If we train you as a submissive, and we all decide we’re going to live in the lifestyle, you’re damn sure going to do it around the clock!”
Peyton jumped back. Flabbergasted by the day’s events, she issued a threat. “I’m moving out.”
“The hell you are!” Kane snatched her hand.
She yanked it away. Her vision blurred, maybe from rage. She couldn’t think of one time in her life where her anger held her hostage. Right now, it did. She didn’t know what she wanted to say or what she wanted to do. She just wanted to run.
“If I had anywhere to go, I’d leave tonight.”
“Sugar, you have somewhere to go. I promise you. Right now, I can’t get you there fast enough.” Kane picked her up, slung her over his thick shoulder and started up the steps with her. Halfway up the steps, he turned to Braden and Evan. “I’m going to get her cleaned up and if you two can’t get along, go to fucking bed. That’s where we’re headed.”
Kane didn’t try to make love to her. He held her all night long. She cried awhile, cuddled with him some, and finally fell asleep in his arms. When he’d brought her upstairs, he’d wanted to take care of her, bathe her and hold her.
After she showered, her cheeks stayed so red from where the rain beat against them, Kane wanted to take up arms and battle the weather in her defense. She looked like a battered angel, and his guts twisted as he watched her sleep.
When the alarm went off, she tossed and turned before she hit snooze. “Great. Terrific. Another day.” She grumbled as she rolled over and gasped when she realized she had an audience.
They completely surrounded her. Braden turned the lamp on, and Kane stretched and yawned. He’d slept very little throughout the night, and he woke up long before the alarm went off.
“Sit up, sleepy head,” Evan said. “Sorry, Kane, service is for one. Breakfast in bed for Peyton is one thing. Serving you eggs with your bacon, doesn’t do anything for me.” He tilted his head toward the tent in Kane’s pajama pants.
Peyton looked down and blinked. Kane moved to his side and then put his arm over her legs, trapping her against the bed while the breakfast tray was placed on the nightstand.
The alarm sounded again, and Peyton reached over and turned it off. This time, she scooted closer to Kane and as she did, wiggled out of her panties without making a big deal out of it.
“What’s for breakfast,” she purred as she moved her ass against the ridge of Kane’s cock.
He nibbled at her ear and warned her. “I don’t know what you’re having but if you move any closer, you’re going to be late for school. I happen to love a little warm syrup first thing in the morning.” His hand cupped her mound and his fingers began to trace the entrance of her pussy.
Braden sat across from them, and Evan plopped down on the bed. He took a drink of the orange juice and then touched her cheek and gave her a wink. “Your favorite junk food with icing.”
She moaned, in part because the pastry looked tempting and in part because three fingers just plunged into her core. She felt hot all over and knew the others now noticed bodies moving under the blankets.
Kane’s fingers were ready to sin. The sensual massage he gave her inner walls compared to nothing else at five-thirty in the morning. He moved his cock against her hip and brushed her hair away from her neck.
“I saw your lip prints all over her, Kane. Real nice there, bro. Next time, why don’t you just get her whole neck.”
“I might cover her body in my mark,” he said before he propped up on one elbow and kissed her forehead.
Braden cleared his throat. “Peyton, I’m sorry about last night.”
“Me too,” she said. Right now, accepting an apology proved easy. She barely remembered last night with Kane’s way of distracting her.
“Evan, hand her the envelopes there.”
“What’s this?” she said as Kane ran his finger down the crack of her ass. She tightened her cheeks fearing a sudden impalement.
“Offers, I imagine,” Braden said. “Clemson, UNC, Alabama, even one from UT.”
“Really? As in Tennessee, UT?”
“No,” Evan smirked. “Texas.”
“I didn’t apply to Texas.”
“Don’t act blond, Peyton. He’s teasing you,” Kane whispered before he nipped at her ear.
“I’ll uh…I’ll uh…”
“You’ll?” Evan glanced at Kane and narrowed his eyes on both of them. He licked his lower lip before he clamped down on it with pearly white teeth.
“I’ll just look at them tonight…Oh hell!” She closed her eyes as a true whimper fell from her lips.
Kane gripped the side of her hip. It provided little warning. He buried deep inside of her pussy but he looked down on her and watched as she took in the atmosphere, and the truer meaning of the moment.
Her eyes still looked heavy, sleep just seconds out of reach and daybreak only minutes straight ahead. Oh yeah, he was going to fuck her, and if he did it in front of them, she’d better prepare for company.
Evan looked hungry enough to eat her breakfast but his sweet tooth craved more than apples and cinnamon. “Are you doing what I think you’re doing?”
Kane fisted her hair and pulled her tight against his chest as his dick pulsed against her walls. “You better damn well know it.” He leaned over her shoulder, shot his brothers an evil grin, and dipped his tongue to taste her morning sweetness.
“Your lips and your pussy are like velvet, sugar.” He wanted to plunge deeper, make an erotic show out of it but if he did, then he’d lose it and right now, he wanted to take things nice and slow.
Evan tossed the coverlet away from them and his eyes were immediately filled with a deeper lust. Kane saw the recognition in Braden’s face too then. Ah yeah, Peyton had fucked him. How had he missed it? When did he look away long enough? Did Braden get inside her sweet little cunt before he fell the hell apart last night? He must have, only he didn’t get everything he wanted, which is why Evan’s head was bit the hell off as soon as he came home.
“Come on, baby, give me those sweet hips,” he urged her as she bucked against him. “That’s my darlin’. Keep coming back here for it. Keep rocking with my body. Easy baby. Go slow and easy.”
Evan stood, unable to take his eyes off of Kane’s cock moving in and out of Peyton’s body. Kane knew today was the day, the morning, maybe the week, they’d all stay in bed together.
He’d plotted and planned it all night after he’d slipped downstairs to let his brothers know the good doctor-their neighbor- was planning a very nice Bermuda vacation since he was able to talk him into administering a birth control shot for Peyton.
While Doctor Davis administered her last pain medications on his final follow-up visit, he’d given her the shot, and Peyton never knew she’d had it. Evan cursed him, of course, since he waited a few hours to share the news, but Kane never planned to tell them everything. He made a deal with the good doctor and it cost him a pretty penny to pull it off.
After his brothers questioned his motives, he returned to her bed and held her close while he told her what he’d done. He expected one of those good old woman fits but since she’d had such a close call without birth control, she thanked him.
“I hear we don’t have to worry about rubbers now.” Evan tossed his clothes aside. Kane lifted her arms, and slid out of her long enough to help her get rid of the nightshirt. He kissed her back and noticed how she trembled under his touch.
“Kane took care of it,” she answered with a raspy voice as she hooked her arm behind his neck. His lips dragged slowly across hers, caressing them without popping her with a full throttle kiss.
“And you’re ready to celebrate, like this?” Braden watched them carefully. He still wanted to look out for her but he also wanted to fuck her. The need he had was as deep as anyone else’s in the room if his hard cock proved a point.
“I…I’m not sure I’m ready. Do you think I am?”
Kane was going to kill Braden if he didn’t give the right answer here. Peyton always looked to him for guidance so he’d better do the right thing now-the right thing by Cartwell standards.
“You’re ready,” Braden assured her. “You’ve already had time alone with us. Let’s see if we can make this work out together.”
Kane reached under the bed and brought out his box of treats. Leaving them next to the bed, he pulled out a pair of fluffy handcuffs.
“I…I don’t want to wear those,” she said.
“They’re meant for a woman’s pleasure, Peyton. Believe me, if I was a woman, I’d demand them.”
“Evan, you’d put in all sorts of tall orders for sex toys,” she hummed.
“That’s right, I might, especially if the partner looked as good as you.”
Kane pulled a dildo from the box and tossed it toward Evan. He took the toy out of the container, and by the time he held it in his hand, Kane tossed him the lube too.
“You’re going to cuff me and put a…vibrator inside of me?”
“Unless you tell us no and then of course not. Peyton, this is about your pleasure as much as ours.”
“But I thought…”
Evan’s lips covered hers. “Honey, no one here told you to think about anything. We’re going to please you in every way you can imagine.”
“And no more games, Peyton. Not the kind of dark games you thought you wanted to play. For now, we just want to enjoy each other. Can you do that for us? Relax and enjoy?” Braden wasn’t entirely comfortable with the whole Dom-sub relationship.
Since Kane and Evan had more familiarity with kink and practice living within the lifestyle, Braden felt at a loss. He more or less laid down the law the night before. Peyton wasn’t going to become their sub.
She looked at Kane. “You’re the one who needs the domination and submission practices, aren’t you?”
“Peyton, I need you. I need what makes you happy. Right now, with everything you’ve been through, we think it’s a bad idea.”
“Spanking me is out of the question too then, huh?” Her mouth tilted in a smile, and just for the gesture, her hot little body did too.
Kane flipped her over and ran his hand down the crevice of her ass. “No, ma’am. Bad little girls always get their bottoms tanned.”
“Braden, you can do the honors,” he said as he made room for his brother to take a seat beside of him.
Right now, Kane had to get his own emotions bridled if they weren’t going to make her their submissive. If they were going to handle Peyton with care then he needed to regroup.
He wanted to smack her pretty little apple-shaped behind but if he couldn’t carry it a little further than a slap here or there, he needed to step aside. So he did.
Peyton remained perfectly still as Evan bound her to the bed with the handcuffs. Her legs quivered on the inside but she didn’t think they shook where anyone saw them.
She watched him as he moved over her, his cock hung right at her mouth as he placed one wrist into the red ring and then another. Instinctively, she opened her mouth when she saw the precum slip from the slit of his dick.
“Ah now, Peyton, you can’t cheat,” he said. He started to pull away but she gave him a deliberate pout.
He grabbed the back of the headboard and slid in between her lips. “Good girl. Just take a few sips at a time.”
Sips, hell. She wanted the whole burrito. She wanted it messy and thick with a lot of meat filling the back of her throat. She sucked hard and deep, realizing right away that he planned to leave her.
Braden held her ankles, and Kane told Evan to move. “Ah, I’m getting mine first,” he said as his thrusts became uneven, and Peyton winked as she added more tongue to the oral fest.
“Move, Evan. This is about Peyton this morning.”
The first couple of beads drifted down Evan’s brow. “Damn it!” He slid out without filling her throat but she didn’t worry about it. They were all going to find their pleasure today, and no one was going to be left out.
“Guys, I really have to go to school this-”
She heard the silent hum before the vibrator impaled her pussy. Braden massaged her thighs as Kane played with the end of the toy in her vagina. She arched her back and whined as the vibrator suited its purpose.
“Stay still, doll,” Braden told her as he hovered over her pussy. His hot breath lingered over her clit and he lowered his head, his lips claimed her clit as the toy served its intended purpose.
“Let him lick you, Peyton,” Evan told her before his mouth covered hers in a soul stripping kiss.
Kane stood back and watched in awe. He didn’t say anything. He looked on as one brother tasted her sweetness and the other kissed it out of her.
“That’s it Peyton, let the dildo have a little fun too.” Evan smiled as he looked into her eyes.
“I’m going to come!” she cried.
“But of course you are,” Evan reassured her as he licked at her bottom lip.
She turned her head away from him. God help her. She didn’t want to kiss anyone right now. Kane smirked, proud of the way she reacted no doubt, and he fisted his cock as she struggled to find relief.
“Don’t stop, Braden. Good grief! This is so…so good.” She bit down on her knuckles to keep from screaming too loud.
As her orgasm left her, Braden rose over her and tapped the end of her toy. Evan kissed her again as his hand covered her breast and kneaded her nipple. He bit at her mouth and swiped away the moisture covering them. “Good, huh?”
“You have to move it now, one of you move it.” Breathless, she tried to convince one of the brothers to take the dildo and runaway with it. At first it was her friend, now as Braden pushed it deeper, her walls convulsed again. “I’m going to come again, take it out!” It might become her new best friend.
Kane dropped to her side and pressed his lips to her breast. He lavished her nipple with his tongue while Evan tried to fight her for another deeper kiss. She moaned behind his lips. Her hips jerked forward. Braden stood over her, watching and waiting. Moving the dildo in and out, he helped it slide to the right places at the most delicious moments.
She closed her eyes and tried to disappear into the moment. This kind of wicked pleasure would become the latest trend with women if she later told others about it. Good heavens, every woman deserved to have at least one experience like this.
After her second orgasm took her, Kane reached down between her legs and swirled around her swollen clit. He kissed her belly and hovered over her mound while he removed the toy. Once he took it out, he threw it onto a hand towel and told Braden to grab the butt plug.
“No, Kane. I can’t take it, please.”
“Shh…” Evan kissed her with butterfly kisses. “What if one of us fucks you while the plug is in place?”
“No, I can’t. Why do you want to-”
“Peyton.” Kane’s raspy voice stilled her whining. “Do you want us to put it in or don’t you? This isn’t about what we want but let me tell you why it’s necessary.”
“Necessary? Are you kidding me! I’ve survived two orgasms while you sit over there and play with yourself. I’m dying here. One of you please undo these cuffs and let me touch you.”
“You’re going to touch us,” Evan said as Braden squirted the end of the plug and made a big show about covering it with a lot of lubricant.
“We’re preparing you, Peyton.”
“For what? Death by Pleasure?”
Growls, moans, chuckles, and her own giggles filled the room. Evan kissed her forehead. “No darlin’, we hope to keep you alive here because we all want inside of you at the same time.”
“Then…I…I…”
Braden pushed her knees up and for a second, only about three or four, she realized he saw pretty much everything. He ran the plug over her back hole and bit down on his lip waiting for her consent. The whole time, it lingered at her entrance.
“I want you all inside of me,” she managed finally.
“Then trust Braden, Peyton.” Kane’s eyes flickered with certainty. “This is what we want you to do, okay?”
She nodded. Kane kissed her this time with one of those Kane kind-of-kisses. Familiarity with his mouth provided its own level of comfort as he took her mouth and melded hers with his.
“Don’t tense your bottom, Peyton,” Braden told her as he slid the plug in place. Once the sculpted head broke past the opening, the gentle buzz made her tingle all over.
“Don’t come yet, Peyton. Seriously, look at me,” Kane said. “We have a surprise for you.”
His kiss turned naughty as she tried to raise her head off of the pillow. She grabbed the pulleys on the restraints and tried to raise up and look down.
“Not yet.” He framed her face and kissed her nose. “Just wait.”
Evan stretched her opening with two fingers. The men knelt side by side and studied her pussy like they were checking out a fine piece of artwork.
Evan tossed something on the bed and once she broke the kiss with Kane, she saw it was Kane’s metal box. He pulled out a small mouth shaped toy. He rubbed it against her leg.
“Peyton, what does this feel like?”
She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the sensation. “Hmmm… I don’t know but…the thing in my ass is making me…very, very wet.”
“Wait!” Braden’s request stopped her from taking the pending orgasm. She tightened her bottom around the toy and stared at him. “Quit fucking around, Evan. Give her the clit sucker.”
“The what?” She tried to rubberneck enough to see what they were doing to her body. Specifically, her pussy.
Evan attached the toy to his finger and waggled the bright pink lips toward her. “It’s going to kiss your clit, babydoll.”
“I want you to kiss my clit, Evan.”
“Soon,” he promised.
He placed the toy over her labia and the inner works of the jelly mouth began vibrating violently with its pre-determined speed. The plug in her bottom caressed her, and the men watched with smiles on their faces.
“Kane, come here and watch this.”
“No! Don’t leave me. I feel like I’m on display.” She reached for him with puckered lips and shook her arms trying to free her wrists once again. “Please Kane, get these off. Stay with me. I can’t take it. I’m going to come again and I…”
Kane kissed her cheek. “Come for us. Let me watch you come for us.” He pushed away from her and knelt beside the bed. They watched as her body enveloped the butt plug and Kane tapped on the end while Evan clamped the clit kissing device over her clit.
An alarming but most incredible sensation zipped through her ass and pussy. Her hips jerked off the bed, and her pussy heated from the intimate fire of an orgasm running over faster than a volcano erupts. “Damn it… Somebody please kiss my nipples.
They couldn’t move fast enough for her or slower than a turtle’s pace to meet her request. All three of them stared at her bottom and her vagina like they were mesmerized by what they saw.
She clung to the furry covering as she yanked her body upward fighting the restraints. She cried out as her orgasm shook her and beads, maybe even marbles, of sweat poured off of her body.
“Help me, Kane, please…please.”
“Take it, sugar. Take this pleasure one more time.” He gripped the base of his cock, and her mouth watered as much as her pussy. He wanted to come so bad right now. She’d watched him closely the few times they were together, and Kane was a very controlled lover who only came when he decided he wanted to come. He might lose it today. His self-control was shot to hell in her bed.