He was giving her orders, but she felt her power.
“I told you to play with my balls, baby. Do we need to have a discussion about the word obedience?” The question came out on a sexy growl.
She looked up his perfectly cut body, and he stared down at her with those blue eyes. So often they reminded her of a frigid lake, but there was nothing cold about them now. Though his voice was perfectly controlled, his eyes told a different tale. They were hot, a little desperate.
He wanted her. She could feel it. And it wasn’t that he wanted any woman. He wanted her. He’d waited for her.
Alea didn’t understand it, but she wasn’t about to turn him down. And she wasn’t going to push him to spank her when she was more than curious to play with his balls. She let her hand run down the length of his cock, skimming the bulbous head. Fascinating. She loved watching the way it twitched and moved as though following her fingers as she felt her way down to the heavy sac that rested below his cock.
Big and round, the globes had been groomed at some point. The men had managed to find razors and though Dane was letting a sexy beard shape his face, he’d taken care of himself down under. His balls were smooth, like twin plums hanging from the hottest tree. As she watched, they tightened, pulling up closer to his body.
There was a neat line of flesh dividing the two sacs, and Alea outlined it with her fingertip, watching the way he reacted. He gave a sharp intake of breath, and his thighs tightened as though he was holding himself in rigid check.
“Does that hurt?” Alea asked.
“Hell, no.” Dane’s face was rock hard, his jaw a sharp line as he ground the words out. “It’s perfect.”
She cupped them, secure that it was all right to continue. She could hear Landon moving behind her and Cooper was suddenly at her side, his hand smoothing up her back. Her men were with her.
Alea rolled his testicles. They were so big, they couldn’t quite fit in the palm of her hand, but she caressed them, closing her hand gently, squeezing just a little. She palmed them and leaned back to take the head of his cock back in her mouth again. It slid in just behind her teeth, and she sucked him, loving the salty taste on her tongue.
“God, that’s so good, baby.” Dane’s hand found her hair, an encouraging gesture. He settled his fingers in the strands and helped her keep the rhythm.
Over and over. Around with her tongue. There was a peace and serenity in serving him in this fashion, a music they were making together. It wasn’t dirty. She wanted to give, and he gratefully accepted. The act was beautiful. Oh, it could be made dirty. She’d seen that up close and personal, but it didn’t have to be. Sex, Alea realized, was different for everyone. It could only be judged by the motivations and emotions behind it. She wanted to please her partners, and her men were careful about pleasing her.
They were in love.
A hand cupped the cheeks of her ass, and Landon’s voice rumbled along her skin. “Our girl seems to like the hell out of sucking cock, Dane.”
“She does it beautifully,” Cooper responded.
“Peace to that, brother.” Dane let out a long breath. “She’s the best head of my life.”
Alea felt her skin practically glowing. She knew they merely said all this to infuse her with confidence, but it worked anyway.
“I think we should challenge her a little bit,” Dane said. “She’s damn straight perfect at sucking a cock when she doesn’t have a distraction.”
“I can give her a distraction or two.” Landon chuckled.
“I can help.” Cooper’s voice was filled with sexy male arrogance.
Alea wasn’t sure what they meant by distractions, but refused to worry. Instead, she settled back to her task. She wanted to see if she could make him lose that vaunted control of his and fill her mouth.
Then she felt Cooper plucking at her nipples, pulling a hard gasp from her throat. Coop’s fingers rolled the nubs with practiced ease, then pinched down. The sharp pain sent pure sensation through her body. Her nipples seemed to have a direct line to her pussy. Yes. That was very distracting.
“Landon, she’s stopped. Could you please help me?” Dane asked, his hand tightening on her hair.
She heard the smack to her backside before she actually felt it. The slap cracked through the air, an oddly sultry sound, before her skin flared as she felt the sensation sink in. Lan kept his hand where it was as though trying to soothe the place he’d just hit.
Her breath hitched because that had not been what she was expecting at all. Wow. Yes, there had been pain, but then it flared to a shimmering heat. The sensations were deeply erotic.
“Again, Lan. She hasn’t gotten the message,” Dane said.
Quicker than she could prepare herself, the slap found her other cheek, and Cooper pinched down hard on her nipples as though this was a symphony he and Lan had practiced and perfected. Alea moaned.
“I don’t think she cares about the message,” Lan said in a Texas drawl. “I think our girl likes to be spanked. Her pussy is wet as hell. I can see it glistening, and damn, she smells good.”
“Lea, love,” Dane said in a deeply patient voice. “You need to take care of me. If you don’t, we’ll stop and have a full spanking. But if you manage to continue, Cooper and Lan here are going to play with you. They want to give you orgasms, but they’ll only do it while you’re sucking me.”
Orgasms. She’d kind of thought they were a myth until she’d given herself over to these men. Now she was greedy for them, her whole body softening at the prospect of another.
She leaned over once more and sucked Dane’s cock into her mouth, pulling him inside inch by delicious inch. She had to work to take him all, forcing her jaw wide so she could fit him deep. She loved working her lips open, pushing down on him as she tried to get his whole hot shaft in her mouth, the pressure threatening to make her blink. Then the deep breath of relief as she worked back up his cock, her jaw loosening and her tongue swirling all around him. Over and over. Catch and release.
She settled back into her rhythm, the hands on her breasts just another part of the music she made.
Then Lan’s fingers slipped inside her pussy. One, at first, and then two. He didn’t linger inside, but scissored and stretched her, as though massaging the nagging little ache that had taken up residence after his possession.
She wasn’t thinking about anything like soreness now, just about how she was going to get him to give her a third finger. She wasn’t full enough. Her mouth was lovingly full of Dane, but her pussy wasn’t. Landon had given her his big cock, and now she couldn’t handle anything less.
Cooper’s fingers continued to pluck the sensitive tips of her breasts, squeezing and nipping her in perfect time.
She sucked at Dane, trying to keep her attention on his cock as Lan pulled out. She could feel Dane’s cock swell in her mouth, his hips starting to move.