No Place Like Home (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

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Author: Diane Leyne
my woman get to sleep. If you don’t get a good night’s sleep, you may be tired during the picnic, and we want you wide awake when we fuck your brains out. And I figure an orgasm is just the sleeping potion you need. It’s nature’s way.” He winked at her.
    She went to sit up, but he was having none of that. He pushed her back down on the pillow and moved his body over hers. He was just as big as his brother, and even bulkier. She could see the corded muscle in his arms as he lowered himself on top of her. He claimed her mouth quickly and efficiently and ruthlessly. This wasn’t a coaxing or tentative kiss. This was hard and possessive and made her toes curl and her pussy cream.
    But it didn’t last nearly long enough. He slid down her body, leveraging himself up enough to grasp the hem of her tank and pulling it up. She tried to push his hands away.
    “I’ve dreamed of doing this again for seven years. Either you lay still and let me love on you or I’ll tie your hands out of the way. Your choice.” He stared at her, his eyes glittering in the dark room. She could see he was serious. He would tie her down. And, god help her, her pussy creamed some more at the thought.
    “Are you going to be still now?” he asked.
    She nodded.
    Immediately, his mouth latched on to one nipple, suckling like a hungry infant. His hand went to her other breast, kneading it, squeezing it, playing with that nipple. As he sucked harder, she could feel the full feeling deep down inside her. It felt like her nipples were linked directly to her clit. She moaned.
    He looked up and grinned, letting go of the nipple. “You like that, don’t you.” She reached down and tried to push his head back down to her breast.
    He broke her grasp, sitting up and looking around. He spied her robe thrown across the end of the bed. He took the belt from it. “I told you what would happen if you moved. This is all your fault.” He crossed her wrists and tied them together. Then he took the end of the belt and pulled her hands over her head and tied them to the headboard. “Now I can get back to what I was doing before I was so rudely interrupted, but first, you won’t be needing these.” He quickly stripped off her panties. He held them to his nose and sniffed. Then he grinned and stuffed them in his pocket.
    “Oh,” he added, “if you are thinking of complaining, I’m going to gag you. That doesn’t mean you have to remain quiet. I want to hear every moan and whimper you make.” And with that, he pushed her legs apart and settled himself comfortably between then. Then he dropped his head to her other nipple and started suckling on it.
    She moaned helplessly as she felt him graze her nipple with is teeth, gripping it lightly and tugging. And then she felt his right hand move down to her folds which were slightly open because of his large body holding her legs apart. Like his brother, he seemed to like that she was bare. He ran his fingers over her lightly before sliding a finger between her folds, moving lightly past her clit to her pussy entrance. She found herself trying to maneuver her hips so he would touch her clit, but he just laughed and slid a finger inside her.
    “My, my. Aren’t you wet, my sweet. I can’t wait until I can bury my cock deep inside your pussy and ride you hard. But that’s not happening tonight.” To her shock and dismay, Cassie found herself whimpering in protest. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m not going to leave you hanging. Tonight is all about you. Earlier today, my brother finger fucked you to orgasm. Now I’m going to eat your pussy until you come. Tomorrow, though, will be all about us. You will submit to whatever we want to do to you. Understand?”
    Cassie found herself nodding cautiously, not really taking in anything except “eat your pussy.” She desperately wanted to come. She needed to come. She’d have agreed to just about anything at that point, and the big lug knew it and was taking full
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