Finally, my nerves were almost gone. Removing one item of clothing from one man at a time, so that they became progressively undressed at the same rate, I enjoyed the experience even more than I’d been thinking I would. However, maybe enjoyed wasn’t even a strong enough word. I ran my hands over chiseled pecs, arms, and six-pack abs, taking short breaks to kiss my two shifter mates with my hands becoming even a little hungrier still, going south to feel their already-rock-hard erections, both of which felt quite large, which excited me further still.
After I’d helped each man out of his jeans and even socks, I removed Eric’s blue boxer shorts first, just because it was his “turn” in the undressing. Unable to help myself, I stifled a little gasp when I saw just how sizable his masculine member truly was. Definitely thicker and longer than average, it stood tall, straight, and proud, with its meaty head nearly pointing straight at the ceiling. Not exactly wanting to touch it just yet, just out of fear of causing things to progress too quickly, I pressed my naked body against Eric’s, kissing him, just wanting to feel his hardness against the soft curve of my stomach for the time being.
By the time I’d relieved Ryan of his boxer-briefs, seeing that his male member was definitely thicker and longer than average too, I realized that my pussy had already become so slick that the excess was even dampening my thighs a bit. My clit was also tingling, intensifying the dull ache low in my belly. Becoming really eager to get my two shifter mates into my extremely large, California king-sized bed now, I led them there by the hand; soon, I was on my back between the two of them, with Ryan on my right and Eric on my left.
Now suddenly feeling just the slightest bit hesitant or nervous again for some reason, I spied a pump bottle of lotion next to some of my other skin-care items on the nightstand next to Eric, and I had an idea, recalling what Jessie had said about taking things slow. “Do you both think that you might want to give me a little massage with that lotion on the nightstand?”
Immediately, Eric and Ryan both answered in the affirmative, with both of their voices sounding incredibly husky.
Pleased that they’d agreed to my request, and also pleased that I was apparently fully in charge of how slow things would go, I curved my lips in a small smile. “Okay, then. You can both give me a nice, slow massage. Maybe we should have a few rules, though, and the rules are that your hands can’t go anywhere that my bra and underwear would normally cover for the first ten minutes. Is that okay?”
I now realized that along with Eric’s and Ryan’s, my own voice had grown a little bit husky.
If the two of them had been disappointed by the rules I’d put in place for my massage, neither of them said it or showed it. Ryan just grunted in agreement with my rules, already looking over at the clock on my nightstand to start the ten minutes, which amused me.
Grabbing the bottle of lotion, Eric said that my rules sounded just fine to him. “However, now that there are rules in place…we all have to stick to them, Ellie. Even you.”
Not knowing whether to snort or laugh, I made a sound that was kind of a combination of the two. “Well, how do you think I’m going to break my own rules? It’s not like I’m going to be giving my own self the massage.”
Sitting up, Eric pumped some lotion into one of his palms, then passed the bottle off to Ryan. “Well, you could break your own rules by calling them off, asking us to touch your ‘off-limits’ areas before the time is up. We’re not going to let you do that, though. Rules are rules, after all, and now that they’ve been put in place, every one of us here has to follow them, including you.”
Fluffing a stack of pillows behind my head, I snort-laughed again. “Trust me; I won’t be trying to break my own rules, and I won’t be asking you or Ryan to break them either.”
Eric snorted. “We’re not going to let her break the rules, even if she wants to, are we, Ryan?”
“Hell no, we aren’t. She’s the one who made the rules.”
Indignant, I scoffed. “Okay, you two. Please just start my massage, if you don’t mind, before I head to the bathroom for a cold shower.”
Those words kicked them both into high gear. With each of them applying just the right amount of pressure, they started on my shoulders and arms first.
Running his lotion-slicked hands from my shoulder to my wrist, Ryan leaned over and spoke in a low, husky voice near my ear. “I hope you know how amazingly gorgeous you are…you naughty girl.”
Hearing him call me a naughty girl was definitely something I was sure I could get used to. In fact, I wanted to hear him say it again right then.
“Sorry. I didn’t quite hear that last part, Ryan…the last two words you said. Could you repeat them, please? With your mouth right up close to my ear again.”
With his vivid green eyes twinkling in the golden glow from the candles, he brought his sensuous mouth to my ear once more. “I said you're a naughty, naughty girl, Ellie.”
Hearing him say the phrase naughty girl, with an extra naughty no less, combined with my name, had been enough to make me squirm a bit, almost involuntarily, sighing at the same time.
Still massaging my shoulder and arm while Eric continued to work on my other side, Ryan had apparently noticed my little squirm of pleasure mixed with frustration, because he spoke near my ear yet again. “You can’t hide it…I saw that little squirm you just did. I think you’re starting to realize what a truly naughty girl you really are.”
He wasn’t kidding that I was a “truly naughty girl.” I’d squirmed again even while he’d been saying what he just had.
“Go ahead and touch me, Ryan. Please. Just touch me right now.”
With his eyes twinkling, he scoffed, shaking his head. “Wow. You’re really living up to your ‘naughty girl’ title right now. You’re trying to be a little rule breaker only a minute-and-a-half into your massage.”
Sure I was frowning, I looked at him. “Well, so what? Let’s just forget about the rules I made. I just want you and Eric to touch me down lower right now.”
Moving his massaging hands to my upper chest, Ryan glanced over at Eric. “What do you think, man? Should we let her break the rules or not?”
I turned my face to look at Eric. “Say yes. Just let me.”
Moving his hands to my left-side ribs, Eric shook his head at me. “Nope. I’m afraid I can’t do that. You’re locked in, Ellie. Ten minutes. That’s what you said.”
I turned my face back to Ryan. “Look. Don’t be like him. Don’t be such a hard-ass. Just move your hands a lot lower…between my legs. Please just do it.”
Moving his slick hands to my right-side rib, Ryan shook his head. “I’m afraid that’s not going to happen. And to show you that Eric and I are serious, I think we’re going to have to start issuing you some kind of a punishment each time you tell us or ask us to touch you lower before the ten minutes is up.”
Something about his sexy, gravelly voice, combined with what he’d just said, had made my tingling clit begin to outright throb. And when I spoke, my voice came out in a breathy near-whisper.
“Well, fine, then…but what will the punishment be for each time that I tell or ask?”
Ryan didn’t even hesitate in his response. “The punishment for each time will be three sharp swats on your sexy little rear cheeks. Each and every time. And I did say sharp swats. Not just little pats. I mean swats, like a real spanking, like the kind that might make your sexy little rear really sting. So, Ellie, think carefully before you ask or tell again. Because now, you know exactly what’s going to come after."
Becoming further turned on, I just had to know if he was being serious or not. I just had to. Primarily because I found his description of my proposed “punishment” more than a bit erotic.
So, somewhat in disbelief about what I was doing, I spoke in a breathy near-whisper once again, looking right into Ryan’s eyes. “Touch me lower, Ryan. Touch me right between my legs.”
Wearing a little smirk that made me think that he’d expected me to say what I had right away, he lowered his mouth to speak near my ear. “All right. You earned this, Ellie…you naughty girl.”