“What are you doing?” she asked Levi when he brought out some rope and wrapped a cloth around it.
“Clay wants you tied up.”
She quickly tried to sit up but Luke stalked forward and pressed her against the mattress. “Are you scared?”
“Yes! I don’t want to be tied up,” she said.
“Don’t you trust us?”
“Not when I’m tied up.”
“Emily, trust me, you’ll love it.”
“No, I won’t love it. I’m scared, Luke.”
“Levi,” Luke nodded. “Both wrists.”
She twisted and turned and complained. “I don’t like this one bit.”
“You didn’t like having your bottom smacked either but it worked out well for your pussy. The little thing was wringing wet from what Clay said.”
She gulped when Levi straddled her chest and let his cock hit her chin. “Damn, Levi, you do have a big cock.”
Luke stood back and proudly fisted his erection. “What do you think about this one, Emily?”
She blinked. “You know what I think about your cock, Luke. I think you’ve got a thick one too.” And he did. His was a peculiar shape almost. It was as thick and wide as it was long but big and beefy came to mind the second she felt it. Now, just looking at him made her mouth water.
Luke sat on the bed and Levi followed suit. They both held her legs at her ankles.
“What on earth are you doing now?”
Clay appeared at the door. He leaned against the doorframe and gave her the best view of his physique. Damn if he didn’t look tough and solid. His cock, while large, wasn’t fully erect while he stood there but once he took his hand to it, she saw the way it swelled to an enormous size.
“I’m going to eat your pussy,” he said as he walked toward the bed. “And I’m going to make you scream, beg, and come with my lips on you, Emily.”
She gulped. “Clay.” She was frightened now…and excited. A gush of fluid seeped from her body and suddenly she trembled.
“Don’t be scared, little Emily. This is what you wanted. You said you wanted all three of us and you wanted us at the same time so I gotta get you ready for us, baby. Make sure you can handle all of us at one time.”
“Oh,” she said.
“Do you understand why Emily?” Luke asked.
“Yes,” she said.
She didn’t have a clue. Clay would teach her. He’d teach her how to become a woman. He didn’t need some used up whore teaching his woman how to fuck.
Clay placed on knee on the bed and he looked at her vagina. “You’re so wet, Emily. Did you know your excitement is leaking out of your pussy?”
She felt her skin heat and another gush. Damn it.
“That’s right. Get it wet for me. Stare at any cock you choose and imagine the ways we want to use you. That’s what works, baby. Let me see you.” He licked his lips and then lowered his mouth to her belly. He braced himself against the bed, placing both palms on either side of her hips.
With a pucker, he blew hot air all over her mound and she felt the tiny wisps of hairs move with the exposure. He did it again and chill bumps popped up on her skin.
“Clay,” she muttered. “Are you going to finger me?”
“No, darlin’, I’m going to make you one hell of a soupy meal.”
He dropped his head, his tongue darted in and out and he lapped. God help her, his tongue uncurled into her pussy and it felt like it kept twirling and curling in and out of her without a rest.
“Clay!” She jerked against her hand restraints. Levi and Luke held her ankles tighter.
“Relax,” Luke told her. “Just let him have you, Emily. He’s taking care of you.”
She opened her mouth. Staring at the purplish stalk Luke sported, she licked her lips. “Please, let me taste…oh God, Clay! Clay!”
“That’s it, sugar. Let him have your honey.”
Her hips jerked and Luke must have known his timing was perfect. He released her leg, straddled her chest and by the time she was screaming with the first orgasm, his cock was there at her lips. When she came again, she’d make damn sure to take him with her.
The Marshall stood on his tip-toes watching. They tied the girl up and she smiled the whole time. Damn if those outlaws didn’t have one wicked woman on their hands. He’d never watched a woman respond so well to restraints but she cried out in pleasure while Clay ate her pussy.
Damn, what he’d give to have been right there. He’d have sucked on those pretty little diamond nipples. Yeah, that’s what he would’ve done.
He watched her rise and fall as Clay tongued her and he didn’t know how in hell’s fury the other two kept their dicks from twitching at her lips. After she came the first time, he saw how quick Luke got on top of her. He looked like a horny toad now. Hell, he must’ve rubbed her lips raw by now.
Marshall Davis slumped against the cabin again and reached inside his pants. He wondered if he could knock on the door and they’d welcome him to join them. He doubted it. Damn, what he’d give to fuck a woman like their woman.
Most of the time, women didn’t look at him and think about sex. Then again, with three men doing all sorts of things to that one inside, he wondered if she had a preference. He peered over again and took a hard look at the cock sizes in that room.
Hell no, he’d just watch, wait, crave, and get himself off. At least no one knew he was there and if they did, it didn’t matter. They’d soon hang anyway. He just had to figure out a way to stop Marshall Coe from taking the woman once he arrived. The woman wasn’t going anywhere with Coe and he’d let him know the second he saw him. After Clay and his cousins left with the Marshall or hung right there in his town, he was going to fuck Miss Emily Masterson’s grief right out of her. He just hoped like hell she didn’t mind his little cock.
He closed his eyes and gave himself another few tugs.
Luke fisted his cock at her mouth. She eyed the mushroom tip and then licked the slit again. “I want you to suck it, darlin’. Can you suck for me?”
She shook her head. “I want you to lick my nipples,” she said. “While Clay’s…”
“While Clay’s what, sugar?” Luke encouraged.
“You know!” she exclaimed. “God, you know.” Her body started to tremble again. Clay’s tongue whipped at her. If one man on God’s earth knew what he was doing to a woman, Clay Justice knew. He licked at her walls and went deep as he licked her.
“Tell me or I won’t suck on your beautiful titties,” he teased.
“Levi, will you do it?” she whined.
“Hell no,” he said. “Luke’s straddling ‘em, so it’s him. Now, tell him what he wants to know.” He rubbed his cock over her wrist and then released one of them. “Give me a hand job, Emily.”
Levi pushed his shaft into her hand and Luke asked again, “Tell me what Clay’s doing to you.”
“He’s eating my pussy,” she said with a smile.
“Good girl.” Luke lowered his mouth to hers and then nibbled at her lips. She tugged at Levi’s cock while Luke kissed her, his cock hanging at her chest.
“Now see, was that hard?”
“No, but you are,” she said with a smile. “Very hard.”
“You’re right, Emily. And I’m going to fuck you very hard. How’s that sound?”
She nodded her consent and around the same time she felt, the desertion. Clay wasn’t in between her legs anymore and Luke scooted down the bed and her body. Kissing her nipples, he popped each with a kiss, a slow lick and then moved on, but he didn’t revisit her vagina with his lips. Instead, he braced himself over her.
“Emily, I’m gonna hurt you but you’ll forgive me,” he said.
She nodded. “I heard it…Oh God! Not yet!”
He looked at her with surprise. “Honey, the tip is the only thing in.”
“I don’t care. I don’t care. It hurts.”
He shook his head and then inched in a little more. “That hurts?”