“You’re so f**king gorgeous, Lea,” Lan ground out.
He was rimming her, pressing in and circling her untried hole, tempting her to open up for him.
“Lea, we want to share you. Totally. Without reservations. We want to be inside you, all of us at the same time.” Dane’s voice was a dark seduction. She felt a strong palm run down her spine. “Relax. Let us in. We’re going to get in. We’re going to take this ass the same way we take your pu**y and your mouth—thoroughly and completely. We’ll prep you, baby. You’ll be ready for us.”
All three of them at the same time. She would be totally surrounded, utterly protected by her men.
She closed her eyes and eased back as Landon’s finger pressed in. Her eyes watered, the pressure just on the edge of pain, but so erotic. She could feel herself clenching. She could feel their stares on her, caressing every inch of her exposed skin.
A smack to her ass made her moan.
“Don’t you try to keep him out,” Dane growled. “You let him inside.”
“Relax.” Cooper kissed her again, his tongue playing against hers. “Open for him. You’ll like it in the end. Take a deep breath and flatten your back.”
The pressure was killing her, and not from pain. She was so aware of everything. They were forcing her out of a place where she thought and worried and into a place where she simply felt.
She breathed in, the sweetly salty air filling her lungs as she obeyed. She flattened her back, forcing her spine down. She felt the moment Lan’s finger slipped inside her ass.
Now that was an intimate sensation.
“Fuck, darlin’. You are so tight. Damn, you can barely take my pinkie, but one day, this gorgeous ass is going to be split wide by my cock.”
She had to concentrate on breathing, the sensation was a little shocking, and she whimpered, trying to get used to the invasion.
“You’re doing good, baby,” Cooper encouraged her, his lips on the nape of her neck.
“She’s doing perfectly,” Dane agreed. “Alea, are you in pain, baby? This isn’t supposed to be painful. There will be a little discomfort until you’re used to it.”
“How would you know?” She snapped the question at him.
And he slapped her ass again—with Lan’s finger in there. She gasped at the sensation.
Dane was suddenly right next to her, his body towering overs her even though he was on his knees. “I know because I trained for this. Dominance and submission is serious, Lea. Sex isn’t something I do and then forget about. I won’t ever put you in danger.”
The sharp set of his face left her no doubt that he was being honest. He was also making himself vulnerable, even as he looked at her with those dark eyes. He was waiting for her judgment, for her to accept him—or not—as he was. A sudden joy hit her system. He was offering her his truth, and there was something beautiful about that.
She couldn’t turn them away. They were in paradise. Nothing bad could happen now because she was surrounded by them. “Yes, Sir. I’ll try to keep the sarcasm to a minimum, but it’s very difficult to be serious when Lan is giving me a colon exam.”
Dane growled, but he was smiling as he did it. “That’s another ten. Damn it, you’re going to kill me.”
His cock, already hard, had tightened even further as he’d promised her discipline. He was gone in a flash, proving that he really did enjoy the whole spanking thing.
“You keep up what you’re doing, Lan. No need to stop because our submissive has a bratty mouth.” Dane’s voice was right back to smooth and deep, and she was starting to recognize that this was his Dom voice. He’d used it on her more than once when he snapped an order her way. Those orders almost always had to do with her safety. Then his tone was hard, unrelenting, but the same unmistakable air of command was there. But this was sexy Dom, whose rough edges softened marginally as if he lived for this type of command.
She groaned as the pressure in her ass increased. Another finger. God, he was stretching her, opening her up, and all she could do was try to stay on her knees.
It soon became harder because Dane’s hand found her cheek, connecting and making her howl.
Shit. It hurt and it made her eyes water, but she wanted more. She could feel Cooper’s hand soothing over the skin of her back, a perfect contrast to the sharp sting of the smacks. Dane settled in and Landon kept up the pressure, scissoring his fingers deep inside, pulling out and pushing in while Dane lit her up from the outside. Over and over. It seemed to take forever, yet it was over before she’d really drawn a deep breath. Tears squeezed from her eyes, but they felt good, clean, uncompromised. She laughed a little on a breath as she steadied herself.
“Hey, you okay?” Cooper asked, reaching up and touching those tears.
She smiled at him, feeling so strong even as her knees were weak. “I can take it.”
The words were a revelation. She could take it. She could take them. She didn’t want to go hide somewhere or just get through the next few minutes so maybe someone would hold her. She wanted to take that dumb plug and then she wanted Dane to mount her and give her the orgasm she needed.
She felt more feminine and powerful than she’d ever felt before. Kneeling in the sand, submitting to these men showed her strength.