Chapter Eight
Rach found Wyatt in the kitchen chugging back a bottle of water. She grinned at him and approached him slowly. “So, which big bed are we moving to?” Her voice was low. It didn’t have to be since they were the only ones in the room, but it felt right to whisper those words to him.
Wyatt stared at her with a blank expression that slowly morphed into glee. “He signed off on you?” At her nod, he scooped her up to swing her around. “About damn time,” he muttered, letting her slide down his body until her feet hit the floor. Then he grabbed her good hand and tugged her along with him through the house to the stairs.
She laughed. “He signed off after making me run five freaking miles. I swear, that man is a bit of a sadist.” But she loved it. “He should be only a minute or so behind us,” Rach said as they whirled into a room she hadn’t seen before. She was swept up in Wyatt’s arms and kissed. She kissed him back, her arms wrapping around him and holding on for dear life.
He stroked his hand over her back slowly. First over her shirt and then underneath. On her feet again, she soon found herself divested of her shirt, bra, and then was on her back as he got rid of the rest of her clothing. Moments later, he was also stripping down. Clearly, he wasn’t about to waste any time.
She whimpered when she saw him naked and licked her lips. “Holy Christ, are those…” She leaned forward to examine the piercing on the end of his cock. Oh, son of a bitch, she liked that. A lot. “That’s so damn sexy,” Rach whispered in awe. “This is going to be one freaking awesome night, isn’t it?” She had no idea how they would feel, but she looked forward to knowing what it felt like to have a man with barbells in his penis inside of her body.
He crawled up the bed before falling onto his back and waving a hand. “Feel free to explore while we wait on the tardy third party. You should know our bodies as well as we plan to know yours after all.”
“That’s a good thing.” She leaned over him and took his cock into her hands. “So hot, so freaking hard. Goodness.” And all hers. He was all hers, and she loved it. Leaning down, she put her mouth on him and stroked her tongue over the domed head of his dick. She enjoyed each second of teasing him.
“Jesus, woman,” he said with a hiss. “I do like the fact you’re not one to waste any time, but you could work up to it a little. At this rate, I’ll blow and be useless for at least five minutes.”
“No, you won’t, honey.” She nibbled at his lower stomach. “I had to taste you. I couldn’t stop myself.” She let her fingers work over his shaft, lovingly teasing the barbells as she did so. “Gracious, I like these a lot. They don’t hurt, do they?” She had piercings herself and knew that they didn’t hurt unless she got them snagged and then it was more pain than could be properly described.
“Not at all. Unless I get them caught in my zipper. Then a sound of unholy pain tears free from me at a volume that makes everyone wince in sympathy. Since I got them, I’ve learned to be very careful about such things.”
“I bet that you have.” She let her tongue move down the length of his cock and grinned up at him. “Tell me what it is that you need.” She wanted him to be as committed in this moment as she was. “Without us getting too out of control, that is, hopefully.” She was stroking him, loving the feel of him against her hand.
“All I need is you, darling. Keep touching me as you want. I hear Dieter coming so you only have a few more minutes before he gets here to play.” He brushed a finger over her cheek as she flicked the tip of her tongue over his cock, a jolt running through his body in reaction.
“Thank God.” Rach took him into her mouth again, moaning as she did so. He felt incredible. She heard the door and intensified her work on getting Wyatt off, enjoying his groans and the taste of him as he was losing that infamous control of his.
A hand landed on her ass, not too hard and definitely not too soft. Then a finger slid over her anus and between her folds to tease her clit. She knew it had to be Dieter, but not being able to see him added another level to the sensations. “Our little minx has some nice hardware in her clit, Wyatt.” She whimpered as he flicked the piercing with his finger.
Rach felt as if she were spinning out of control, not an altogether bad thing at all. She whimpered while she sucked on Wyatt’s cock, taking care with the barbells at the underside of his shaft. When she pulled back, she was panting. “Please.” She knew she needed something. Needed it desperately.
“Don’t stop what you’re doing,” Dieter told her. “Keep torturing him.” His fingers slid up and down her pussy with ease given how wet she was. Then he pushed a couple in deep and began to move them in and out at a torturously slow pace.
When Dieter’s thumb scraped over her clit piercing, she thought she was going to come unglued. Once more, her mouth closed over Wyatt’s cock, and she worked on driving him as crazy as Dieter was her with his fantastic fingers. “I’m going to take a piece of your ass, Rachael. I’m going to use it and make you scream my name as I do so.”
Wyatt tugged her hair until she turned her gaze toward his face. “Enough, or I’m not going to be able to do a damn thing. Enough,” he repeated when she took him deep again. He gave a strangled sound. “Rachael, not even kidding here.”
She released him and leaned back on her heels. She looked back at Dieter, raising her eyebrow in question. Rach needed to know what they wanted, how they wanted her. Dieter had told her he was going to take a piece of her ass, but at this moment she was simply feeling everything he did to her. Right now, she simply let Dieter tease her anus with his fingers while he worked her clit.
“Have you had someone take you here before, Rachael?” he asked, pushing at her anus. Then he moved his fingers back to thrust deep into her pussy before drifting to flick her clit in a rapid-fire movement.
“Once.” She whimpered. “He didn’t know what he was doing and it hurt. I trust you, though. It will feel good with you, I know it.” She widened her stance to give him better access to her body and arched back. “Please, I need you.”
She couldn’t see them so the command in their voices raised gooseflesh on her skin. “On your elbows and knees. Brace your knees apart. We’re going to lube you up and see how tight you are,” he told her. To Wyatt, he added, “May need to take the piercings out the first time.” Wyatt nodded as he rolled to open a drawer and tossed a tube of something to Dieter.
She looked back over her shoulder at Dieter and moaned. “Oh God, you have them, too?” Rach was so lost over these men. “Yes, if you’re taking my ass, you might have to. Particularly with both of you having piercings. Holy Jesus, this is going to be awesome.”
He gave her a nudge into position and adjusted her knees before pushing on her lower back to get her into a semi-squat. “Wyatt will take your ass the first time. He’s longer but doesn’t have the girth so it won’t be as uncomfortable for you right off. But I get to have this sweet ass the next time. Now stay as still as you can while I lube you up.”
She watched Wyatt work the piercings out of his cock and set the pieces aside, feeling a desperate hunger for him. “That’s freaking hot. Do I need to pull out the one that’s in my clit?” She shuddered when Dieter’s fingers continued to work her ass and lube it up.
Wyatt shook his head with a crooked grin. “Hell no, darling. I have to tell you that’s a hot little piece of hardware you have there. One I plan to toy with later using only my tongue.” He pulled the last piercing free, scooped up the others, and took them with him into the bathroom. When he came back, he had a couple of damp cloths he set down on the side table and another he held onto.
“I seriously look forward to that,” Rach told him honestly. “What are the cloths for?” She gasped when Dieter put another finger into her ass. “Oh God, yes. Please. Just like that.” He was working her perfectly and making her want to scream. “So. More than one round?” She whimpered. “Because that sounds heavenly to me.” She was rocking against Dieter’s fingers. “More. Please.”
His free hand landed on her ass in a sharp slap. “Stay still,” he told her as he rubbed the sting away. He pulled his fingers free and then slapped her other cheek. At her sharp look over her shoulder, he shrugged. “Had to give you a matching set.”
“I like the matching set thing.” She hadn’t thought she would like being spanked, but holy shit, she did. A lot. “I enjoyed it a great deal. I wouldn’t mind it if you did it again.”
“Never let it be said I didn’t respect a lady’s choice.” Dieter gave two more hard slaps to her ass and then rubbed the skin until the sting faded to a needy throb she felt in her pussy. Then he gave her a couple more, which spiked her need even higher.
“Jesus.” She pushed back again and moaned. “I’m so freaking close to coming that I’m about to scream. Unless you want me to come now, you should stop,” Rach warned.
There was only silence for a moment before she felt his hand land again, and again, and again. Never in the same spot twice. And this time, he didn’t give her a breather between the slaps. He smacked her lightly, hard, and in between in a rotation that drove her right to the edge.
Rach couldn’t hold back her scream. Her whole body shook when she came. She gasped for air, her fingers gripping into a tight fist.
As she came down from the high, she realized Dieter was gently rubbing her ass.
“Well, that was fun,” Wyatt commented. Taking a peek at him, she saw him grinning her way. “And we didn’t even have to strain ourselves, either. Means you should be ready for round two about now, right?”
“Yes.” She nodded. She waited eagerly for him to take her, wanting everything. “I’m ready for round two and three and more,” Rach said with a grin. “Please tell me that the two of you are ready for round two as well?”
“Considering we didn’t have to do anything for round one…” Dieter said dryly. She watched as he took the cloth from Wyatt and wiped his fingers. Then he tossed the lube to the other man, and they switched places with Dieter. “Come on, sweetheart. First round, we’ll have you ride me. We can be more adventurous later, but this is the best position to allow you some control until you’re used to us taking you.”
Rach moved so she could straddle Dieter. She ran her hands over his chest and smiled. “I like this. I think I could get used to it.” She leaned down and brushed her lips over Dieter’s and nibbled gently before pulling back. “Hold your cock so I can slide down onto you, please?”
“So demanding,” he teased. He did take hold of his cock for her to ease down onto him. The sneaky man even got his thumb into play to tease her clit piercing. All the while, he smiled up at her.
“Oh, you devious and marvelous man.” She moaned while taking him deeper into her body. She slowed, paused, and then lifted again. Rach lowered herself onto his cock again; every single barbell in his cock had her shuddering and moaning all over again. “God, I love those piercings.”
Chuckling, he flicked her clit again. “Glad you approve of them, sweetheart. Plan on having them for a long time. All right, settle about halfway down, and then lean into me so your ass is sticking up, Rachael. It’s time to have Wyatt join this party.”
“Sounds good.” She moved so she could lean against Dieter and kissed him again. “Aren’t you glad now you signed off on my physical therapy?” She nibbled his lips as she did so. “I am.” It didn’t click until she felt Wyatt starting to enter her ass that they weren’t wearing condoms, either. Holy Mother. This was it, and she couldn’t wait. She had talked to the other women and understood just a small bit of what might come. She was looking forward to it, actually. Thank God they had all had the discussion about STDs and pregnancy because they had known they would need to come together bareback sooner rather than later since Hades was searching for her.
She had been a bit red in the face for most of that conversation with her men, but it had been one they held her through and assured her that they would never do anything to hurt her. They wouldn’t ever allow her to get STDs which was why they’d had blood panels run on themselves practically the moment they’d met her to double check even though they’d never before been bareback inside of a woman before. She had fallen a little more in love with the men at that moment. God, she adored them so much. She knew that one day they would have a child and that child would be on the receiving end of their over-protectiveness and would hate it, but that was something that was for later, not now.
“Extremely pleased I signed off. Not that I would have done it under any amount of pressure if I wasn’t sure you were ready. Keep your weight off that arm as much as you can, though, so you don’t stress it.”
Behind her, Wyatt was filling her ass, stretching her more than Dieter’s fingers had. When she clenched, he stilled and ran a hand up and down her spine. “Let out a breath, Rachael, and relax for me.”
“I will.” She put most of her weight on her good arm as Wyatt had told her to do. She eased herself slightly and forced herself to relax. Rachael let out the breath she was holding and nodded. She was ready. “Please.”
Wyatt pressed in deeper. He paused when she clenched again, his hand still moving to soothe her, and then pushed in to fill her completely when she relaxed again. After a moment, he drew up and then started a slow thrust back into her.
“Oh, that feels amazing.” She whimpered. “Move. Now, please.” She pushed back against the men and their cocks deep inside of her. “Damn, you feel good. I don’t think I’ll ever have enough of this now that I’m feeling it.” She was right about Wyatt, though; while she had previously felt pain during anal sex, right now she was feeling nothing but pleasure.
Dieter pushed a hand into her hair and pulled her close for a kiss. “Take it slow until you find a rhythm you like,” he told her. Then he bit and tugged on her lower lip. Wyatt had his hands on her hips, guiding her to move while Dieter still teased her clit.
She could only nod. Rach couldn’t focus enough to speak. It felt far too good to talk. She moved until she found a rhythm that felt right. “This one. Faster. A little harder. Please,” she begged.
They didn’t argue with her, just gave her what she wanted. Their cocks slid in and out of her body, stretching her, filling her, and giving her pleasure. Over and over again, so much pleasure.
“Oh, Jesus, yes.” She dropped her forehead to Dieter’s. “You feel so good.”
Dieter pinched her clit and gave it a tug, which sent a jolt through her whole body.
“Holy shit, I felt whatever you just did to her.” Wyatt groaned behind her. His fingers clenched on her hips, and he started to push her into a faster rhythm. He yanked her back to meet their cocks each time she pulled away.
“He tugged at my piercing, and I loved it. I think he should do it again,” she said with a grin. “Please.” She looked down at Dieter with a smile as she made that request. “The small pain is exquisite.”
“I figured that out when you came from a mere spanking.” He did as she asked, pinching her clit and giving the piercing a little flick and tug. “We’re going to have to work on your control. Later, much later, like after you come a few dozen more times. Gods, that feels good when you clench on my cock.”
“Never with anyone else, only with the two of you.” She was gasping for air, her forehead to his again, and nodded. “Control, schmontrol. As long as I have the two of you, life is superb.” And she was telling the truth: having both of them inside of her was like her own personal slice of heaven.
Tipping his chin up, Dieter kissed her and then pinched her clit harder. “No one else, only us,” he promised her. “Forever.” Then he kissed her again, tangling his tongue with hers while both men thrust into her at a more frantic, nearly desperate pace.
Forever wouldn’t be long enough. She felt it then, felt as if her soul was reaching out to theirs. She knew that they were all close. “Gods, do you feel that?” Rach whispered in complete and utter awe. “It feels as if silken ropes are tying us together.”
“The bond,” Wyatt got out with a gasp. “Holy hell, I’m going to come,” he warned.
“Right there.” Dieter put in his two cents. “Come with us, Rach. You feel so good,” he moaned.
She didn’t deny that they felt good. “Yes” was all she could force past her lips as she came in a blinding light. Rach felt the concussion of power when the men both released inside of her. She sobbed and collapsed on top of Dieter, her whole body going completely limp.
Reverberations of power that had been held inside of all three of them echoed all around them, the feelings were incredible, and she loved it. Rachael could all but taste the power of her men, feel the abilities they held inside from their ancestors just as she knew that they could feel hers. The sensation of love and emotion flooded Rachael in that moment; it was as if she were living and breathing inside of these men’s souls and could feel their every desire, need, and feeling. She wanted more of them, needed more, and hoped that they felt just as strongly.
She felt Wyatt pull free before he fell onto the bed next to them. He threw an arm over his eyes and let out a low groan. “I think I may have died. Just a little bit there,” he rasped between deep breaths.
Rachael put her hand on Wyatt’s chest. She had an insatiable need to touch both men. Lying on Dieter, she simply had to touch Wyatt. She had her eyes closed, a happy smile on her face, and sighed. Finally, she had enough breath and energy to whisper. “That was incredible. If you died, I’m with you.”
“We could all be dead right now and not even know it,” Dieter said.
“Well, that’s a cheery thought. The only plus is having Rachael’s lovely face to look at for the rest of time.”
A loud thud in the hallway followed by a screaming laugh drifted through the walls. Both men had their heads up before letting them fall. “Not dead,” Wyatt said.
“Not dead,” Rachael agreed with a grin. “Do you think that they heard us? Felt that, whatever it was?” She hoped the men had felt it as well. She could have sworn it exploded from them with the concussive force of a jet engine.
“The only way they’d hear us if they had their ears to the door and the rest of the house was absolutely silent. Even then, it’s extremely tough. The house is soundproofed, but the doors are still a weak point. As to feeling that, no. We never knew with the others when they’d completed the bond until they wandered out with that look on their faces.”
“Then how did I hear that loud thud in the hallway and the laughter?” She was leaning up on Dieter and looking between both men. She was confused, very confused. How could she have heard something out of the room if it were soundproofed? “Please tell me that wasn’t someone inside this room or a god or whatever?” She felt her skin beginning to crawl as she said those words.
“The doors are not soundproofed. They are thick wood, but we haven’t gotten the others in yet because we haven’t figured out how to hang them without pulling the wall down. The fuckers are heavy,” Dieter explained. “The thud could have been anything. The laughter was definitely Kasper’s—hard to miss that. She’s extremely loud when she feels like it.”
She relaxed again against Dieter. “She is loud, but I like her.” Her fingers stroked over Wyatt’s chest, her smile back. “I like this, feeling the two of you touching me. Laying here all nice and relaxed. I could become very used to this.”
Wyatt started to stroke his fingers over the back of her hand. “We like touching you, too. You have such soft skin. It’s very nice to touch you. All of you.” Lifting her hand, he pressed a kiss to her palm. “And now I need to clean up and get you cleaned up, too, before you go and pass out.”
“I thought that we were going to try for a round three?” She pulled his hand to her lips and kissed the palm of his hand. “Go and get cleaned up. I’ll be here with Dieter trying to convince him to make me scream again.” She did have to admit that it felt odd to have their semen inside of her, the hot feeling of their cum filling her so full. It was not a sensation she was accustomed to but not one that she was opposed to either. However, she could see how it would be something she would need to get cleaned off sooner rather than later, too.
“Shh, sleeping,” Dieter murmured. He did reach out, and a second later, one of the cloths landed on Wyatt’s face. “You two are really loud.”
Yanking the cloth off his face, Wyatt squeezed her hand and sat up to use the cloth. He even smacked Dieter somewhere in there and wiggled away enough to avoid Dieter’s feeble attempt to hit him back.
She giggled and rolled off of Dieter with a sigh of loss. “I loved having you inside of me, but pulling away sucks.” She rested her hand on Dieter’s chest now, a smile on her face. “Are you okay with this, all of this? Feeling me as much as I’m feeling you?”
One of his hands landed on her thigh and squeezed. “Oh, sweetheart, I’m planning on feeling a lot more of you as soon as I fully catch my breath.” Dieter turned his head and gave her a wink and then rolled enough to press a kiss to her lips.
Her hand moved to his cheek when he kissed her. When they parted, she sighed. “Goodness gracious, I love you.” They knew it as well as she did. “I’m never letting you go.”
“Not happening,” he said. “Because we’re going to hang onto you for the rest of time.” He gave her another kiss and when they broke apart tossed the last cloth to Wyatt as the other one went flying across the room to land in the hamper.
“This might be a little cool,” Wyatt warned as he shifted her leg. Then he was using it to clean her up in slow strokes over her still-sensitive flesh.
She had to bite back a gasp. “Holy smokes. A little?” She moaned. “But then again, that’s feeling so much better now.” The way that he touched her—oh, she liked that a lot. A cold cloth or not. “Again.” She was whispering while her fingers clenched against Dieter’s chest. Yes, she was a horny devil and knew it.
Chuckling he ran the rough texture of the cloth over her folds again, and then over her clit a few times. Once he was done, he tossed it into the hamper. He learned over and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, then lower, to her swollen clit.
When Wyatt’s tongue stroked over her clit, she moaned. He teased her piercing and reached out to put her hand on his head and hold him tightly to her aching pussy. “God, yes. There.” She moved her other hand, her bad arm, to clench Dieter’s hand that was stroking her thigh.
Wyatt gave the piercing a little tug before sucking on her clit hard. He flicked it with his teeth even as he pushed a couple fingers into her pussy.
Dieter shifted to his side and put his other hand on her thigh before lowering his head to suck at her nipple. He nipped, tugged, and suckled her flesh driving her slowly insane.
“Oh, my.” She shuddered. “I think I need to get my nipples pierced as well.” She whimpered when Dieter bit the stiff peak of her nipple. “Again.” Rach was a sick girl because she loved these small bites of pain they gave her. A lot.
Sliding his hand up to her breast, he lifted his head and used his fingers to pinch, roll, and tug on her nipple. “I think getting these pierced would be hot. You’d have to take them out if we put the clamps on you, but that’s not a big deal.”
“I wouldn’t mind that.” She arched up. “Although the idea of the clamps would be good. Not so sure that I would care for a piercing in them with clamps, so maybe no piercings, yet.” She was up for just about anything they gave her and did with her, however.
“Well, once you’re used to the clamps, you might want the extra bite of pain. Some do, some don’t. We’ll have to see where you fall.”
Wyatt thrust his fingers in deeper to press up against her G-spot, his mouth tormenting her clit deliciously. Over and over, he slid his fingers in to bump against her G-spot.
“I might.” She lifted her foot, sliding her leg up and over Wyatt’s shoulder to keep herself open wide for his teasing. “I think I want to try everything with the two of you. Only with the two of you, though.” They were her forever.
“Damn straight,” Dieter said. He nipped at her jaw. “There will never be anyone else in your bed. Ever. You don’t need anyone else.” After pressing another kiss to her jaw, he moved his mouth to her ear and nipped at her earlobe.
“Damn straight.” She repeated his words to him and whimpered. “Hell, yes.” She moaned. “Wyatt.” She cried the man’s name aloud when he pushed another finger into her pussy and then bit her lower lip. “So good.” She hoped this all felt just as good to them.
He gave her a hum that vibrated through her before he sucked her clit harder. She could see him watching her, and he even wiggled his eyebrows at her. A moment later, Dieter lowered his head to her breast and bit her nipple, his free hand moving to her other breast to tease the aching nipple there.
Her hands tensed against Wyatt’s hair and Dieter’s chest. “More. I need you, so much. Can I taste you?” She wanted to suck on one of their cocks while they toyed with her.
“Not going to work for me,” Wyatt said from his position. “But I’m sure if you grab hold of the big guy, you could steer him into place.” His mouth landed back on her clit a moment later.
She looked over at Dieter and grinned. “Bring your beautiful cock over here and let me suck you.” She had just received such pleasure from him so she was ready to give them both pleasure as well. She wanted to be able to show Dieter just how much she’d loved what he did to her, too.
He let her nipple go with a bit of a pop. “But I was having fun,” he said. “Your nipples taste like the sweetest berries ever.” At her look, he rolled his eyes and shifted around. Only it didn’t work so well: he ended up trying a couple more things before they all voted for him to straddle her chest so his cock was right there. “Remember the piercings.”
“Oh, believe me, I won’t forget.” Rach felt her mouth watering and started to move her head so she could take more and more of him into her mouth. She stroked her tongue over the piercings as she sucked, hard.
He slid a hand into her hair to hold on. The other, he pressed to the headboard. “Holy shit,” he moaned. She saw his eyes drift closed as he rocked his hips slowly. “By the gods, that feels good.”
Wyatt chuckled and said something about told you so, but she focused on ensuring that he felt every single stroke of her tongue and sucked him while teasing the domed head of his dick with her teeth and lips.
Dieter let out a sound she was sure he meant to be words, but they ended up a garbled moan instead. His hand tightened in her hair before he let go and slapped it onto the headboard next to the other one. He was watching her now, his breathing rapid and erratic as she sucked harder while he gave little thrusts of his hips.
Rach knew the moment Dieter lost himself in the sensations of fucking her mouth. She moved her hand so she could put it on his left ass cheek while her other hand held onto Wyatt’s hair while he tongued and finger-fucked her.
Above her, the headboard creaked ominously before Dieter let out a vicious-sounding curse. With a shudder, he pressed deeper into her mouth and came down her throat. At that precise moment, Wyatt pushed a finger into her ass while also pushing the fingers in her pussy deeper with a bit of a twist.
Rach drank down everything that Dieter gave her. She pulled away from his cock so she could cry out in desperate need. “Wyatt.” Good lord, she was about to lose her mind. “Please.” She was so close, so freaking close.
While Dieter eased down onto the bed, Wyatt shot her a look up the length of her body. He began to hum and lightly scrape her clit with his teeth. His lip bumped her piercing each time.
“Yes.” Arching up again, she closed her eyes and put her other hand on Wyatt’s head to hold him tightly. “God, please do that again. The hum.” She was all but purring, as much as a human could, and whimpering with need.
Sucking her entire clit into his mouth, he pressed his tongue to it and began to hum. Dieter tapped his tongue in time with whatever tune he was making up. When she squirmed, he dropped it an octave, pressed his fingers into her pussy, and held them to her G-spot. Suddenly, she felt the vibrations of his humming up against that spot, something that shouldn’t have been possible.
Rach’s hands clenched against his head. She cried out as she climaxed. Her whole body was twitching from the pleasure through her entire being from the orgasm he gave her.
While she collapsed in limp mess on the bed, Wyatt propped himself up on his elbows to lick his lips and fingers. “Damn, you made me work for that,” he said with a grin. “You okay?” he asked when she gave another twitch, one not at all voluntary.
She was shaking. She finally looked up at Wyatt and smiled. “Gracious,” she whispered to him. “That felt freaking amazing. It was worth your work, promise.” She patted his shoulder and grinned stupidly. “So worth it.”
Chuckling, he rolled off the bed after pressing a kiss to her thigh. He wandered over to the dresser and came back with a couple of bottles of water. After passing one to Dieter, he eased in next her and then helped her sit up enough to lean against his chest. He held the open water to her lips. “Drink up, darling. You sound a little frazzled and worn out.”
“Because I’m feeling a bit frazzled and worn out.” She took the bottle from him in shaky hands and licked her lips. “I could become very accustomed to things like this, just so you know.” Being with these men was an experience in and of itself, that was for sure.
“It’s only the tip of the iceberg, Rachael. We were also taking things easy on you so that mean doctor doesn’t put you back on the disabled list. I think if he does, you and I should run off to some secluded island. You know the sort, where clothing is always optional.”
She grinned from ear to ear, looked up at Dieter, and winked. “I don’t know. Somehow, I seriously doubt he’ll put me back on the sidelines now. Will you?” She reached out and touched him again. The feeling when she stroked her men was intense—it was surreal, and she loved it. “Can you guys feel that, too?”
Dieter gave her a questioning look. Wyatt, on the other hand, nodded when she looked up at him. “It’s like a low energy exchange. A hum almost between the three of us. It’s the bond, I’m pretty sure. We’d have to ask the others to know one way or another, but that would be my guess.”
She frowned as she looked up at Dieter. “Can you not feel it?” It was worrisome that he wasn’t feeling the same thing. “I think you’re right, Wyatt. I believe that it’s the bond because it’s as if I can feel the emotions coming from the two of you.”
“I can’t feel my legs,” Dieter muttered. Wyatt snorted out a laugh that jostled her around. “Not even kidding. Holy hell, she’s got a mouth on her, in more ways than one.” He threw her a wink and snickered. Pushing to a sitting position, he eased in closer to her and then leaned back against the headboard. “I thought it was just the sensation returning to my limbs, actually.”
“Do you have an issue with my mouth?” She was grinning as she asked. “Because it tasted like you loved my mouth.” She’d enjoyed herself. The taste and feel of him as he’d climaxed had done it for her. “It feels amazing. Whatever it is, I like it.”
Dieter pressed a hard kiss to her mouth. “I happen to love your mouth. It’s incredibly talented.” He let out a yawn and took a long drink of his water.
Wyatt was stroking his fingers up and down her arm. “She’s damn handy with that tongue of hers, too.”
Rach winked and settled against the two men. “How about you both get nice and cleaned up so we can nap?” She yawned and wiggled against Wyatt.
“Excellent plan,” he said. “Why don’t you settle in, and we’ll be back in a couple of minutes? This way you can pick your spot, your pillow, and hopefully Dieter doesn’t steal it away from you. He can be picky.”
“Well, it was my hope to use one of you for a pillow. Are you okay with me using you?” she asked as she settled in at Wyatt’s side, stretching out and snuggling in close. “Because I really like touching you, a lot.”
“Of course you can, sweetheart, but I should clean up first,” he told her. He stroked her hair gently. “Need to ensure my piercing area is all cleaned and disinfected so I don’t end up with some weird, horrifying thing going on with my cock.”
“Sounds good. I don’t want anything untoward to happen to your cock. I happen to really enjoy your piercings and all that comes along with it. I’ll just lay here and wait for you both to get back to me.”
After pressing a kiss to her forehead, Wyatt slipped off the bed. He set the bottle of water on the side table and wandered to the bathroom with Dieter ahead of him. She could hear them talking quietly and then Dieter’s deep laugh at something Wyatt said. It was comforting and gave her an inner sense of peace.
When they came back, she was almost entirely asleep. Rach looked up at them and smiled. Dieter turned off the light when Wyatt slid into the bed with her. She moved so she was curled up against Wyatt and reached back to take Dieter’s hand with hers when he climbed into bed behind her. “This? This is very nice.”
Dieter wiggled closer until he was pressed along her lower half while Wyatt wrapped an arm around her shoulders. She felt a kiss on her shoulder and another to her temple. “Sleep, darling. We’ll go foraging for food when we wake, but for now get some rest,” Wyatt told her softly.
“Okay.” She yawned once more. “Goodnight, you guys,” she whispered and then was sound asleep there against Wyatt’s chest with Dieter holding onto her.