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  Landon watched as Katie-Anne situated herself. Kneeling, she opened her legs wide then lowered her ass to rest on her feet. She lifted her head high, straightened her back, and thrust her breasts out. Laying her hands on her thighs, she flipped her palms upward. “Sir?” she asked, averting her eyes.

  “I want you to lick his balls,” Shane told Katie-Anne as he strolled around Landon, gliding the crop behind him without losing its connection to Landon’s skin. He halted his movements on the left side of Landon. Resting his hand on Landon’s hip, Shane continued his instructions to Katie-Anne, “Then you are to suck his cock, but do not let him come.”

  Katie-Anne nodded. She crawled the remaining steps that divided them before kneeling down and capturing his thick shaft in her hand. She caressed him in even strokes then gently lifted his cock so that she had better access to the sac hidden below.

  Landon trembled as he watched Katie-Anne cock her head to the left and touch her nose to the underside of his dick. Inhaling deeply, she purred, and he wondered what the hell smelled so good to her.

  Katie-Anne closed her eyes and nuzzled her way to his balls. Her tongue snaked out, and she licked one testicle in the longest, smoothest stroke he’d ever experienced. Then she gave the other the same erotic attention.

  A throaty groan spilled from Landon’s lips when Shane eased the crop to the lower half of his ass. Stroking the rod up the curve then back down again, Shane whispered darkly, “Do you remember your safe phrase?”

  Landon swallowed. And so did Katie-Anne, only she swallowed his dick. At some point, while Landon had been distracted, Katie-Anne had moved from his balls to his cock. He didn’t know the when’s or the how’s. All he knew was that she had.

  Katie-Anne sucked him off, her mouth moving with more speed than finesse. She bobbed her head up and down jerkily, but he didn’t care. The feel of her mouth wrapped around his dick, taking every inch she could take without choking, had his balls clenching.

  Shane struck his ass with the crop, and he yelped. Not from pain, just from surprise. “I asked you if you remembered your safe phrase.”

  Landon swallowed a second time, trying to answer Shane at the same time as he tried to hold back the cum flooding his shaft. Nearing detonation, he focused on his breathing, controlling it carefully. “Purple penguin,” he growled between one breath and another. “Purple fucking penguin.”

  Shane grunted. “All right.” He pulled the crop back and let it fly.

  With a whoosh then a crack, the crop sliced through the air then connected with Landon’s ass. Not expecting Shane to start off so mercilessly, Landon shouted in ecstasy. Lust surged into his bloodstream, pushing cum further into his shaft.

  Katie-Anne’s lips softened around the erection straining in her mouth, the warm, wet heat surrounding him and caressing him. She slowed her sucks, tantalizing him with her satiny tongue as she undulated it against the bottom side of his cock.

  At the same time, Shane turned sinister with the crop in his hands. He pushed Landon further and further with each brutal stroke, and Landon’s body seemed to be coming apart, pieces scattering into the wind.

  One lash after another, Landon bit his bottom lip to keep from begging and pleading. Tears formed in the corner of his eyes as the agony drove his ecstasy, yet he held the moisture back valiantly, refusing to free them.

  Shane asked Landon something somewhere off in the distance, but his mind couldn’t connect Shane’s words with his brain, and he definitely couldn’t answer him. The power of speech had eluded him some time ago.

  Landon’s mind only knew two things—pain and pleasure—as an intoxicating vortex sucked him in, and he lost sense of the world around him. His mind receded, his body disconnected. Only, he wasn’t orgasming. He was flying through the air.

  Landon’s deep emotional response converged with the profound pleasure bombarding him, and he caved. He broke down and let the tears flow, unable to hold them back a second longer. His legs wobbled and gave way, but Shane had him in a strong embrace before he even slipped a full inch. His arms encircled Landon’s waist, and he held him up using his upper body strength.

  “Stop, Katie-Anne,” Shane commanded.

  Immediately, Katie-Anne ceased her movements. She sat back and waited for Shane’s instruction. “Yes, Sir.”

  “He’s not used to this yet,” Shane told Katie-Anne. “He can’t take much more right now.”

  Landon agreed wholeheartedly, and he wanted to say so, but he still couldn’t get his brain or mouth to work right. It was like he was no longer himself. He was an elemental being riding the intense waves of something he’d rarely experienced even in heavy scenes at the Edge, something he’d never felt at this magnitude—period. And it was unnerving and exhilarating. He wanted more, and he wanted less.

  Panting and becoming more out of it by the second, Landon allowed Shane to help him to the bed and place him on the mattress. Shane gifted him with a tender kiss then turned to Katie-Anne and ordered, “Fuck him, but you are not allowed to come.”

  Oh God. Kill me now.

  Chapter 25

  Oh God. Kill me now. Katie-Anne couldn’t believe how horny sucking Landon’s cock while Shane took a crop to his ass made her. She wasn’t sure that she would be able to follow Shane’s command and fuck Landon without coming the minute his cock slid deep inside her pussy.

  Right now, kneeling on the floor near the bed without either of them touching her, she barely managed to hold off her orgasm. How the hell was she supposed to fuck Landon and let him come without coming herself? Im-fucking-possible.

  “I told you to fuck him,” Shane repeated impatiently. “He has done well. I think it is time for him to get a reward. You have yet to earn yours.”

  Katie-Anne grunted, but desperate to please him and Landon and receive her treat, she scrambled off the floor in the most unladylike fashion. Discarding her bra and thong quickly, she climbed onto the bed then on top of a spaced out Landon.

  Pecking a kiss to Landon’s lips, she stared into his clear blue eyes as she reached around and led his iron shaft to her entrance. “I love you,” she murmured then lowered herself completely onto his enormous erection with a throaty moan.

  Unmoving, she relished the feel of his dick piercing her core, the tightness and fullness so deliciously good that her cunt trembled around him.

  “Goddamn that is hot,” Shane growled from behind them then stormed over to the nightstand and pulled out a couple of items that she couldn’t see through the erotic euphoria enveloping her.

  Katie-Anne didn’t take her eyes off Landon. She watched him carefully, making sure that he was still with her. When she saw that he was, she started to move. Lifting up then sinking down, she rode Landon slowly, not wanting to hurt him. As her confidence grew, so did her movements. She fucked him more forcefully, more powerfully. She rose swiftly then impaled herself with a recklessness.

  Grunts and groans slipped from Landon’s mouth, but she wasn’t sure that he was aware of the noise he made. The carnal pleasure on his face said enough for her, arousing her and exciting her further. A fire sparked between them, and she needed more.

  Dropping her upper body forward until she laid bare-chest-to-bare-chest with Landon, Katie-Anne cupped his face. She sprinkled kisses all over his sensual lips, his angular cheeks, and his sweaty forehead then lifted her hips up to change his point of entry into her cunt.

  Rolling her hips, she undulated against him, causing her throbbing clitoris to rasp against the dusting of hair surrounding his giant cock. She couldn’t hold back the scream of agonized rapture as pain entwined with pleasure.

  “Don’t come.” Shane barked his reminder as he joined them on the bed. Closing in on them, he moved behind her. She heard the pop of a lid opening. “This is going to be cold,” he warned her hoarsely.

  Before she had time to prepare herself, Shane pulled her ass cheeks apart, opening her wide, and dribbled a copious amount of lube around her back entrance. The cool flui
d caused a shiver to work its way down her spine, and she trembled uncontrollably. Her hips stalled for a second before she managed to resume fucking Landon.

  “Make him come,” Shane told her, “and I will give you a treat.” He placed something against her rear entrance, sliding it up and down then around and around. She didn’t know what it was, but she did know it wasn’t his dick. The object was too cool, and it was not the right texture. It was too nice and firm yet soft. Then she heard the flip of a switch and a buzzing filled the room. Oh, my God. Yes! It’s a vibe.

  Katie-Anne jumped, her pussy nearly losing its grip on Landon’s dick, as the vibrator worked its magic against her rosette. “Make him come,” Shane commanded a second time. He prodded her forbidden hole then slipped the vibrator into her anus, rocking it back and forth, as he tunneled it further inside. The rhythmic movements of the sex toy reverberated through her ass and her pussy, and she hissed, “Yes.”

  Shane pulled the vibrator back and reminded her, “Sir.”

  “Sir,” she bit out as she went wild on Landon, fucking him in a frenzy. She needed to come, and so did he. If she had to take care of him first, so be it because all she cared about at that precise moment was pleasing her men and herself.

  Leaning back, she took Landon’s hard nipples between her fingernails, toying with them nicely. She ignored the vibrating dildo invading her ass as it met her sphincter, fought off the resistance, then burrowed into her rectum.

  Rising up as far as she could without releasing his dick from her pussy, she pinched both of Landon’s nipples, just as she slammed down onto his cock, impaling herself to the hilt.

  An unintended but not entirely unexpected orgasm consumed Katie-Anne, and she screamed, her voice cracking under the strain to her vocal cords. Underneath her, Landon convulsed violently, nearly scaring her. His cum shot into her core in thick, hot streams as he came with a bellowing cry.

  Panting, Katie-Anne tried to get her bearings as the world spun out of control around her, but Shane didn’t give her a chance. Sadistic bastard. He withdrew the vibrator from her ass, drawing a whimper from her.

  “I told you not to come.” Shane growled then pulled her off Landon. Flipping her over onto her back next to Landon, he kissed her harshly but quickly before releasing her lips. “If I didn’t feel so fucking generous right now, I would bring you to the edge of orgasm over and over until you begged me to stop, then I’d walk away,” he informed her. “So, next time you don’t listen to my orders, be prepared for me to deny you an orgasm until it pleases me, not you.”

  “Y–y–yes,” she stammered, “S–Sir.”

  “All right,” Shane replied. “Open your legs for me, little one. I want to see my pussy.”

  The way Shane drawled my had Katie-Anne trembling. “Yours, Sir,” she responded, and his face darkened in displeasure. Oops, I did it again. Instead of apologizing, she spread her legs apart, opening them wide. Shane’s eyes homed in on her pussy, and he licked his lips.

  Grabbing her ankles, he pulled her down to the end of the bed and his head dove between her thighs. He blew a warm puff of air that drifted across her pussy, causing her clitoris to swell further. His velvety tongue came out and brushed the pulsating bud in small sweeps.

  “Shane,” she moaned as she arched her back off the bed. “More.”

  Shane froze between her legs, and she realized she’d made a demand. Oh shit. He rose from his place at her pussy, staring at her darkly. “You want more? I’ll give you more.”

  In one amazingly swift movement, Shane tackled her. He was on top of her and inside her before she caught her breath. He fucked her roughly, his untamed cock pounding into her. He grabbed her arms and pushed them over her head, securing them to the bed. “Is this good enough?” he asked. “Or do you want more?”

  Knowing better than to answer him, Katie-Anne surrendered to him. She didn’t move, and she didn’t speak. She let him fuck her exactly as he wanted to. His fierce, powerful body bore down on hers, his dick invading and retreating with an undeniable demand. “Still need more?” he inquired, sounding deadly. “Good.”

  Shane pulled out of her core then pushed her legs back, giving himself full access to her ass and pussy. “Here’s more,” he growled as he thrust into her rear entrance without preliminaries. The lube from earlier eased his way, but the burn still ravaged her, and she cried out in raw, all-consuming ecstasy. Her orgasm hit her at the same time it hit him, and they came together with mutual moans and groans of blissful satisfaction.

  “Holy shit,” Landon slurred from next to them. “That was…”

  Katie-Anne gasped. She’d forgotten about Landon amidst the thrusting and orgasming and loud noises. Shit. I’m a horrible wife.

  Obviously as upset with himself as she was, Shane heaved a sad sigh and lowered his warm lips to hers. Kissing her softly, he whispered, “It’s all right, little one. It’ll be my pleasure to take care of both of you. Just give me a few minutes to get what I need.” Then, with another sigh, he rolled off her and got up from the bed.

  Walking around to where Landon lay, Shane bent over and gave their husband a lingering kiss on his cheek. “I’m sorry for not taking better care of you, Landon,” he murmured in a tender tone. “If you’ll be patient with me, I’m going to fix it. I just need to run downstairs and get a couple of things, but I’ll be right back.” Standing up, he strode right out of the room.

  Katie-Anne turned her attention to the man lying on the bed next to her. At some point, he had rolled over on his stomach with his head facing toward them. He had obviously watched Shane fucking her.

  “I’m sorry,” she said. “I should have checked on you, gotten you some water, or something before Shane and I attacked each other.”

  “S’okay,” Landon slurred again.

  “No, it’s not,” Shane said sharply. Glancing at Shane, she saw him standing just inside the door with three bottles of water in his hand and two hand towels over his arm.

  “We should have taken care of you first. I got lost in the moment.”

  “So did I,” Katie-Anne added. Sliding over, she cuddled up to Landon, throwing one arm over him.

  Landon sighed, his eyes drooping and closing.

  Shane crossed the room. “Wake up for just a minute, Landon.”

  Landon grunted but opened his eyes. He didn’t speak, but he didn’t need to because Shane spoke first. “We need to get you to the top of the bed. Can you help us? Or do I need to move you?”

  When Landon didn’t do or say anything, Shane smiled indulgently. Placing the bottles of water and towels on the nightstand, Shane picked up Landon and turned him over gently in his arms. With a fleeting kiss to Landon’s forehead, Shane moved to the top of the bed and laid him on the pillows there. He reached for one towel then cleaned the cum and cream from Landon’s cock before lifting his shaft and wiping his balls as well.

  Pulling the covers over Landon, Shane told her, “He’s too exhausted to drink right now.” He stretched his arm out and picked up one of the bottles of water on the nightstand. He twisted off the cap then handed it to her. “Drink this, little one.”

  Katie-Anne scooted to the side of the bed and sat up then sucked down the bottle in a couple of gulps. She hadn’t realized how thirsty she was until she started drinking and couldn’t stop.

  Watching her, Shane chuckled then took the bottle from her hand. He dropped it next to the other bottles before he grabbed one of the towels. Lowering himself to his knees in front of her, Shane opened her legs. He kissed first her left knee lovingly then her right and whispered, “Thank you,” before cleaning her, exactly as he had Landon.

  Katie-Anne couldn’t remember a time in her life that she had felt this loved, this cherished. He treated her tenderly as if she was the most precious thing in his world.

  “Why don’t you get into the bed with him?” Shane suggested as he got to his feet. “He loves to cuddle and so do you.”

  Katie-Anne moved to the top of the bed like
Shane had instructed, but she couldn’t help asking, “What about you?”

  Shane smiled at her as he walked around the room. “I’ll be there in a minute. I want to cuddle, too. I just have to make sure the doors are locked and the lights are turned off.”

  “Okay,” she sighed then closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

  Chapter 26

  Damn. I need to take a leak. Shane sighed regretfully. He didn’t want to get out of the comfy bed. No, what he wanted was to stay beneath the covers, wrapped around his woman with his hand resting on his man, for the rest of his days. But, apparently, nature seemed to have different ideas for him.

  Throwing back the bulky bed linens, Shane rolled over and got to his feet as silently as possible. He preferred to let Katie-Anne and Landon sleep. After six bouts of sex during the evening and night, they had to be exhausted. Not him, though. He was jazzed. Too damn jazzed, in his opinion.

  It was five o’clock in the fucking morning, and he should be asleep. Had that happened? Hell no. He’d been wide awake for the past two hours. The first hour had been filled with contentment while the following half hour had been spent with sweet, loving thoughts and plans for their future. Then Katie-Anne had to go and moan. His cock had come to life, and he’d spent the next thirty minutes with the hard-on from hell.

  Now he had to piss like a fucking racehorse, and he had a goddamn erection. This is going to be a load of fun. A load of fun? You know how to have a load of fun, and it involves Katie-Anne and Landon, not some goddamn bathroom.

  Shane ignored his thoughts, stumbling along in the dark room. He couldn’t make it more than a couple steps before stepping on an article of clothing. Just when he’d lost his patience, he reached the bathroom door. He turned the handle quietly then pushed open the door, cringing when the hinge squeaked.

  Holding his breath, Shane peeked over his shoulder to check on Landon and Katie-Anne. But, because of the lack of light, it was hard for him to see whether or not either of them had awakened. When he heard the soft rustle of bedding, he cursed himself. Son of a motherfucking bitch. I woke one or both of them up.