Tempted by Renee Rose

12

CAITLYN

Wade pulledoff the highway onto the road that led to West Springs. Out here in the dark, it was hard to see more than a few feet in front of the car, but thankfully, I didn’t have to worry about it.

“Text Landry and tell him we’re almost there.” Wade was behind the wheel of my car because… alpha male. Honestly, I didn’t mind. He wasn’t controlling about it, he just offered to drive to West Springs, and when I asked if it was because he needed to be in the driver’s seat, he flashed that devastating grin and said he liked to take care of me.

Swoon.

Having him at my place for the past few days had been… amazing. Intense. But also easy. I’d felt comfortable with Wade even as turned on as he made me. Or maybe it was just all the orgasms that had me so relaxed. Each morning, I’d gone off to the university, and he’d worked from his laptop at my small kitchen table. At night, in bed, he’d taken me so many different ways. While I’d loved every second of being with Wade, I had missed Landry. Wished he was in bed with us too.

This was the most interesting my love life had ever been, and as out-of-the-box and confusing as it was, I wouldn’t change a thing. It felt… right.

Now, late Friday night, as we bounced down the dirt road toward Wade’s cabin to stay the weekend, my belly was fluttering over seeing Landry. Over having these guys take me… together. As they’d promised to do.

I texted Landry and he replied immediately. Already here waiting for you, sugar.

I smiled. “He says he’s already there.” I stole a glance at Wade’s handsome profile. “You guys really don’t get jealous? I mean, he’s not going to punch you in the nose or something for being with me solo?”

“No, sugar. I’m sure he’ll be eager for your attentions that he’s missed since Tuesday, but there’s no jealousy.”

“You prefer to share?” I asked, flipping the visor down to block the sun. “I… I’m just confused about how this all started.”

Wade looked over and winked. “What’s wrong? Two men too much for you to handle?”

My pussy clenched in anticipation of our reunion. Of being with both of them again. “Nope.”

Wade slowed, then turned down his dirt drive, parked beside his truck, and climbed out. He picked up my bag before I could even reach for it, lifting his chin toward something behind me.

I turned, and ran straight into the rock hard abs of my other lover.

I heard Wade’s laugh as Landry’s hands gripped my upper arms.

“Hey there.” Landry backed me up to the car, pressing his body against mine. “I missed you.” His lips were at my temple, his hand stroking my nape. He took a moment to hold me and breathe me in. I lifted my mouth for a kiss and he claimed it, his tongue sweeping authoritatively between my lips, turning my legs to Jello.

He kissed differently than Wade. More… dominant, instantly taking control. Strangely, they smelled the same. Woods and wilderness, soap and sexy man. Did they use the same shampoo?

“Landry,” I panted, looping an arm around his neck and hanging on.

“Have you been a good girl?”

I nodded, not exactly sure what I could have done to be bad.

He stroked my hair back and studied me. “Worn your plug to get ready for us?”

Another clench of my pelvic floor, and a flash of heat. I knew my cheeks were bright red. He could talk about something so naughty as if he were asking if I’d picked up my dry cleaning.

“Yes.” There was a little warble to my voice that made Landry chuckle.

Wade had made me wear the plug every time I left my apartment without him to remind me that I belonged to them. Seriously, every time. I’d discovered the original plug Landry had put in wasn’t all that huge because Wade had brought others. Bigger ones, ones he said still weren’t as large as either of their dicks.

Landry palmed my ass and lifted my hips up to rub my crotch over his obvious erection. I straddled his waist to make it easier. “That’s right, sugar. Spread your legs for your mate.”

“Mate?” I asked, laughing, then rocking into him. My clit pulsed even though Wade had gone down on me in the shower a few hours ago.

“Man,” he corrected, carrying me into the cabin after Wade. In his strong arms, I felt tiny and light. “I started up the grill, but I think dinner may have to wait. Fuck, you smell good.”

“Agreed.” Wade stood in the doorway of the master bedroom with heat blazing in his eyes. “We should definitely start with dessert.”

“Am I dessert?” It was funny how confident I was starting to feel around these guys. Their unwavering interest made me feel powerful in a way I’d never felt before. While they were the two who were in charge, I was the one they craved.

“Yep. I’m going to eat that sweet pussy right now.” Landry tossed me on the bed and unbuttoned my jeans.

“No arguments here.” I lifted my hips so he could shimmy my jeans and panties down at the same time I toed off my sneakers.

Wade tossed his hat on the dresser, stripped off his shirt, and kicked off his boots, his brown eyes glowing green in the sunlight filtering through the window. I watched as he shucked his jeans and boxers, his erection jutting out in my direction.

Landry settled between my parted thighs, then inhaled deeply, like he was breathing in my scent. He licked a long line up my inner thigh. I shivered in response, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation.

Time with Wade had been incredible, but being with both of them felt right. Like a completion. I’d missed Landry’s bold touch. I still didn’t understand what they got out of sharing me, but for me, it seemed like this triad was what had been missing from my life all along.

When Wade got bossy and possessive about me going out without him and made ridiculous claims about me belonging to the two of them, it felt right. I laughed, but I loved it.

Landry hooked his hands underneath my knees and pushed them up to my shoulders, lifting my hips to his mouth. He tongued around my clit with light strokes, driving me mad.

Wade crawled on the bed behind me and tugged my shirt over my head, then unhooked my bra. The moment he started pinching my nipples, I felt an orgasm looming.

“She’s so wet,” Landry observed, doing that talking-about-me-in-third-person thing that made everything seem hotter.

“Don’t let her come,” Wade told Landry.

“No?” Landry asked.

“No?” I wondered at the same time. “I want to come!”

I did. I so did. Landry was so skilled with his tongue.

“No. I want her to come on both our dicks tonight. I fucking need it.” Wade did sound desperate. As desperate as I felt.

“Please,” I begged. “I need to come now.”

Landry slid a finger inside me and stroked my inner wall, adeptly finding my G-spot. I arched my back. “No. You heard Wade. You don’t get to come until we’re both inside you. Understand?”

I clenched down on his finger, liking his commanding tone.

“Y-yes,” I moaned, but I was already so close.

He removed his finger and sat back with a smirk. “I think she’s going to have a hard time obeying.”

I squirmed, but Wade held me in place.

“No more foreplay, then,” Wade asked.

“The past few days have been foreplay!” I cried.

Wade grinned.

“No fucking kidding, sugar,” Landry replied. He was the one who hadn’t had sex the past few days.

“Do you want her pussy or her ass?” Wade asked.

“Ass,” Landry said immediately, like it was something he’d given forethought to. Wade may have played with it and worked the various plugs in, but it was clearly Landry’s turn now.

He picked me up like I weighed nothing and arranged me on my hands and knees, facing away from him. “Get Wade’s cock wet, sugar,” he instructed, giving my ass a light slap. The sting morphed to heat. I wiggled my hips and opened my mouth as Wade guided his length between my lips. Wade dipped in and out of my mouth while Landry stripped off his clothes—at least I thought that was what he was doing, based on the rustle of sound behind me.

“That’s good, sugar. Now cowgirl up on him.”

Wade pulled out of my mouth and Landry tugged my waist backward to make room for Wade to lie down. Wade sprawled on his back—all six feet something of him—his rigid cock curling toward his belly. He fisted his cock and put on the condom Landry handed him. “One more lick, and then I want you to sink all that wet heat right here, sugar.”

I obeyed, crawling over him and taking his dick into my mouth a few times before I raised my hips up over his and guided him in.

“Fuuuuuck,” he cursed, his eyes seeming completely green now. He gripped my hips, dragging my clit over his pubis, helping me grind on him in the most perfect way.

I whimpered, loving the feel of him cramming me full.

“Show me how you ride your cowboy,” Landry encouraged, cupping my breasts from behind.

I straightened up, bouncing over Wade to take him deeper. He helped me with his hands at my waist. I closed my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me, reveling in having two pairs of eyes watching me as I shamelessly took my pleasure on Wade’s cock.

“Fuck, that’s beautiful,” Landry said. “I need to be a part of it.”

He gently tipped my torso forward over Wade’s chest, lifting my ass up.

I braced my palms on Wade’s shoulders.

I was breathless, brain scrambled. Very excited. A little nervous. I clenched down and made Wade growl.

“I’m going to use a lot of lube,” Landry said as he put on a condom.

I heard the snap of a cap and then he rubbed a cool gel around my anus. I went still over Wade, my pulse racing. Wade had done this as part of putting the plugs in, but it wasn’t a plug this time. Landry was so much bigger than anything we’d played with before.

“You’re going to love it,” Wade promised, reading a little of my apprehension. His jaw was clenched, but I saw reassurance in his eyes. He’d been gentle with me with the plug, teased me when he discovered how hot it got me. Got me off every time I came back to the apartment all worked up.

I nodded my agreement, holding my breath a little as Landry pressed the head of his lubed cock against my back hole.

“Deep breath, sugar,” he ordered.

I inhaled.

“Blow it out.”

As I exhaled, he gently pressed forward. I pushed back against him and my muscles opened to let him in. I winced at the discomfort. The initial stretch took my breath away, but he went slowly, and Wade brought his thumb to my clit and rubbed.

“Oh my God,” I gasped when the head of Landry’s cock passed through the tight ring of muscles. It got easier, then, but the sensation of fullness overwhelmed me. I was already stuffed full of Wade’s cock, and now Landry filled me from behind.

I mewled a little protest, nervous. Trapped. I couldn’t lift off if I wanted to.

“You’re okay, sugar. We won’t hurt you,” Wade promised, running his hands lightly up and down my sides. His touch was gentle, caressing.

“I know.” And I did. I totally trusted these guys. They’d shown me nothing but consideration from the moment I met them. I barely knew them, but I definitely felt safe. Even in this, something so intimate. Intense.

There was nothing between us now. This was more than play. Both of them wanted me. Desired me. It was one thing to be with Wade all week. Another if Landry wanted some alone time with me. But they were with me together. In me together.

I’d never felt closer to two people before.

They began to move, alternating their motions, one stuffing me full, the other pulling back. Hands were on me, cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples. Fingers made a V around my clit and worked it. Another hand cupped my bottom, and a fingertip circled where Landry was filling me.

Too many sensations. They were just too much. My body couldn’t resist, and I came with a feral sound. Wild and untamed, as if they’d unleashed something inside me. I never knew my body could handle this. I never knew what it would feel like. Using my vibrator was nothing compared to this. Nor was just having sex with Wade. Or Landry.

Two dicks. Four hands. Two mouths.

“Resist,” Landry growled.

“I know,” Wade said at the same time I shouted, “I can’t!”

I blacked out, losing myself to them.