The men laughed with obvious excitement. If not for the bright moonlight, she would’ve had a hard time seeing them.
“Fuck, that was fun!” the leaner man said with a broad grin.
“The night’s not over yet, Lance,” the other said, his gaze dropping to where she lay in the floor of the boat. His remark drew his partner’s attention.
She glanced from one to the other and shook her head, curling her body up into a fetal position.
The pirates smirked. Uncertain of their plans for her, although not naïve to what it might entail, she pleaded with her eyes. For what exactly, she had no clue. When they stared back at her-all of her-with heated expressions, she closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath.
Two men. This was beyond her fantasies, but she wasn’t prepared to call it quits just yet. Oh, my God! Two men! She swallowed hard at the realization she should count James as a third, a thought that caused an almost hysterical giggle to erupt from her before she squelched the urge to laugh.
The one called Lance looked up at the moon then back at her and, with a rakish smile, said, “Too true, Jared. The night is young.”
A short distance away, they pulled to a stop next to another larger vessel, similar in size to James’ yacht though not quite as lavish. A few efficient minutes later they had the inflatable tied off, emptied, and her below deck in a bedroom suite that surprised her. It was a clean, comfortable space with a masculine charm. Jared held her in his arms while Lance playfully pulled out stack after stack of cash and, laughing, tossed the bills across the bed.
“Can you believe all of this?” he said.
“It was a nice haul tonight,” Jared admitted, dropping her atop their other spoils on the bed with a bounce. He eyed her. “A real treasure.”
Dana came up fighting, though she didn’t have a prayer of a chance at winning, especially with her wrists still bound with nylon cord. One awkward swipe and muffled scream, and the two men had her pinned rather fast.
“Now, Dana,” Jared said while he straddled her waist and held her wrists over her head. Lance pinned her ankles down. “If you’re in the mood for rough play, we can oblige you.” Jared’s use of her name caught her off guard, and she ceased her struggles, blinking up at his smiling face. “But I was rather hoping you’d be in the mood to celebrate with us.” He removed his mask for the first time, tossing it aside.
Damn, he’s sexy. She couldn’t look away.
His emerald eyes crinkled at the edges with amusement. “After all, we wouldn’t have even known he stored his riches on that boat if we hadn’t had your cute little ass on the inside to unearth all of his secrets.”
She paused, let his words sink in, and chuckled at the man’s creativity-for having wrapped up the fantasy’s scenario so well. She tried to speak despite the gag.
He tugged the bandana out of her mouth but kept his hold on her wrists. “What’s that, sweetheart?”
She glanced from him to his-their-cohort in crime and grinned. “What are you two waiting on? Let’s celebrate, gentlemen.”
Both men laughed, let go of her, and began to unfasten the buttons on their shirts. Lance stripped off his mask, too, while Jared released her wrists, removing the cords as well. She then reached for the snap and zipper of Jared’s pants. With her help, it didn’t take them long to strip, and she discovered a brazenness in her own spirit she hadn’t known existed.
The instant Jared, now as naked as she, crawled back onto their bed of money, she reached for something much more intriguing to her libido.
He hissed and stilled. “Careful, sweetheart.”
“Always am,” she vowed, bending over to lick the tip of his cock, pumping the length with her hand.
He stabbed his fingers into her hair and pulled her head closer. “Do it,” he said, a deep command that was impossible to resist.
She opened wide and sucked hard, inch by delicious inch, until he reached the back of her throat.
“Mmm.”
“Yeah, suck me, Dana.”
The bed jostled. A second set of hands slid up her calves, her thighs, and cupped her ass. Lance.
Jared withdrew a fraction and pushed in deeper, setting up a rhythm she could easily follow. She kept a firm grip at the base of his cock, flexing, pumping, driving him crazy, while she suckled his glans and teased him to distraction.
But gentle fingers between her legs began to distract her, too. Lance ran a couple up and down her labia, flicking and rubbing her clit, and then he licked her, which sent a jolt through her that made her yelp around Jared’s cock.
They didn’t stop. If anything, the sounds she made spurred them on. Jared’s thrusts became more demanding. Lance latched onto her clit and pressed a finger, perhaps two, into her pussy.
The sensations were incredible. Not one man’s touch, but two. Not one cock, but two.
She’d had to let go of Jared’s cock to brace herself on all fours when Lance kneeled up behind her, pumping his fingers in and out in rapid succession. A split second before she reached her peak, he pulled out, vanished.
She whined in protest, although that was squelched by Jared’s persistent cock, and he now fully controlled the depth and pace with which he fucked her mouth.
A quick rip of paper sounded as Lance donned a condom, from where she didn’t know and didn’t care. The only thing that mattered at that moment was he was back.
He plowed into her.
Her cry vibrated around Jared who moaned, cursed, and bucked harder. “That’s it, Dana,” he said, his breathing as unsteady as hers. “Take it. Swallow me, baby.”
She splayed her hand on his thigh, her mouth agape, ready for his assault. He didn’t disappoint.
“Fuck! You feel so good.” Lance rode her hard, his thrusts deep and vigorous. Again he collided with her, shoving her forward to meet Jared’s volley.
“I can’t… I’m gonna… Ahh, yeaahh.” Spurt after spurt of cum burst into her mouth, which she swallowed greedily. Jared’s excitement ignited a firestorm inside her. The orgasmic flames crashed over her in waves until her whole body trembled.
Lance rocked into her several more times, driving her higher than she ever thought possible. And then he did something that shot her to a whole other level. He slipped a moistened finger into her ass.
The double penetration sent her smashing into a new climax that left her spent.
As soon as Jared pulled out of her mouth, moving backwards off the bed, she toppled forward with Lance following behind, his condom-clad cock still buried…pulsing inside her pussy.
He took most of his weight on his elbows while he struggled to regain his breath.
“Oh. My. God,” she said on a huff of air. Her heart was still racing, and tingly currents of post-coital bliss zipped through her extremities. “That was…amazing.”
“You can say that again.” Lance pulled out, rolled off her to the sound of crinkling paper money.