Be All, End All

Darynn watched and waited. When she was certain they were all going to just fall asleep where they sat or lay she got pissed.

“If you dicks would stop acting like you just did something special and get the fuck over here I could show you what a good fuck is!”

Brian was the only one that didn’t look at her. Rome didn’t even pick up his head from where it lay against the side of the couch. Vince smiled after a second. Dom just stared.

“Shut up, Darynn.” This from Brian. She’d thought he was asleep. Face down on the floor, his breathing had long since fallen into the slow rhythm that indicated sleep.

Dom was the one that finally dragged himself up. No self-consciousness. He walked toward her in front of three men completely naked without a hint of concern. She was looking up when he stopped, sure that she could feel his dark eyes looking at her skin. He leaned down, his hands on the arms of the chair. She almost smiled when she thought of the other guys having a nice view of his bent over ass.

“Did you enjoy this, Rynn?” He was speaking softly. To keep the others from hearing?

She nodded, inhaling with difficulty, either due to her neck stretched to look at him or his proximity. “You knew I would.”

His gaze roamed her face, lips, chin, or breasts, back up, hair, eyes. “Brian was more sure than I was.”

“He knows me pretty well.”

He nodded, “Did you fuck him last night?”

She wasn’t sure why he was asking, but wasn’t ashamed and wouldn’t lie. “Yes. Is that a problem?”

When he moved away she was about to start yelling, but he just reached for something on the sideboard and came back. Squatting, he used the knife he’d grabbed to cut her ties. The cord had scored her wrists, leaving rough red marks.

“You shouldn’t have fought so hard.” His tone was impassive, but his thumb rubbed over the raw skin in a gentle display that had her frowning at his uncharacteristic tenderness. Then he released her to finish cutting her loose.

Darynn rubbed her wrist, “I didn’t have a choice,” she told him, smiling.

He dropped the knife and gripped her upper arm, lifting her almost forcibly. She didn’t fight him. Force or no, sex or no. She didn’t care. She’d go with him if it only meant watching him take a shit!

He didn’t say a word to the guys on the couch as he led her past them. Halfway up the stairs he paused. She stilled as well, his hard hand on her arm controlling her. He spoke, just one word. “Vince.”

Vince looked at Rome, but was moving instantly. He was at the bottom of the stairs before they reached the top.

Into the bathroom. Darynn turned when she had nowhere else to go, the shower cut her off. Vince shoved in and managed to close the door. She couldn’t help smiling. The small nightlight over the sink cast their shadows huge against the wall and ceiling. The room was so small they almost couldn’t move.

“What are we doing?” she whispered. The closeness of the room and the naked men before her made her feel boxed in.

“We’re taking a shower.” Dom spoke matter-of-factly, like it should have been obvious.

She turned and when he started to climb into the small shower with her, she moved to one side, gripping the bar to keep from landing on her ass.

“Get the water, Rynn. Make it hot.”

Darynn rolled her eyes. How did he expect three of them to shower at once?

She squatted to reach the faucet. Bending over wasn’t an option here! The shower was a bit wider than a traditional one, but otherwise it was fucking small. Probably too small for two when one of them was Dom, much less three.

Flesh bumped her. She glanced behind her to find she was nearly staring eye to brown-eye with Dom’s ass. Oh, great! If he farted on her she’d personally kill him!

Water as hot as she could stand it, and she pulled the lever to start the shower. She stood, gasping, as the water came out cold at first and then in a split second was so hot she was ducking out of it.

Dom had turned and presented her with that god-like vision she kept seeing him as. The shadowy light highlighted the rivulets of water running over him. His skin sparkled in the bluish light, seeming darker while at the same time glowing. The water was hitting him in the face, but he never flinched more than a blink or two as he came at her.

The shower wall was cool behind her as she pressed against it. But Dom and the water were like a furnace before her. His chest pressed to hers, holding her in place and she gave up the fear of slipping. She was pinned securely.

His eyes were heavy, dark in the dim light, his expression deadpan. Then he was lowering his mouth to hers. His face dripped water onto hers. His hands found purchase, one on her hip, the other on her side just behind her breast.

Darynn didn’t care about any of it. She’d been hot on the outside, now she was hot on the inside. Liquid heat pooled in her belly, and just percolated, making her want to squirm and moan and whore herself.

She sucked at Dom, her hands gripping his neck to keep him there. He’d finally given her a taste, she wasn’t going to let him take it back. For hours, or just for minutes, they stood beneath the hot spray and just kissed. Simple, yet so erotic she was dying for more.

Her leg lifted to try to find a way to hold Dom closer there too, but instead her bare foot brushed a third leg. She’d nearly forgotten Vince. Freeing one hand she pulled him closer. Dom broke away as Vince pressed to his back and all she had to do was turn her head to kiss Vince.

Vince mostly let her do the kissing, meeting her tongue, and matching her, but letting her do the leading.

Dom lifted her, high. She moaned as she broke away from Vince. Her hand on Dom’s shoulder felt the strength it had taken to lift her and maintain their balance. Without conscious thought she stroked him, back, shoulders, arms, her fingers testing the inflexibility of the muscle beneath her hand.

Like a man practiced at thinking with his dick and on its behalf, Dom positioned her perfectly to slide neatly in. He literally lowered her onto him.

Darynn clawed at his back as the hot length slid into her in one go. Mouth open in a silent scream, she held on, short nails digging in, because there wasn’t much else she could do. Her legs gripped his sides, unable to wrap around him with Vince in the way. But then he was turning.

Water hit her in the face, nearly drowning her before she ducked her head. Dom’s head worked perfectly, so she pressed her forehead to his chin, coughing and spitting water. Dom was both lifting her little bits and rocking his hips into hers. The result had her just holding on and panting. Moans escaped occasionally, but mostly she was just trying to breath.

A third hand on her ass wasn’t there to help hold her up. She gasped and wiggled as the hand slid along her crack, one finger parting her water-slick cheeks. Rubbing up and down, it only took Vince a few passes the have a fingertip against her butthole.

Was Dom spreading her ass for him? It felt like it, and honestly she didn’t care. She was clinging to Dom like a tick and getting a thorough fucking finally. Nothing was going to make her say stop.

Hand removed, then he came back slicker. Liquid soap wasn’t her choice of lube, but at least her ass would smell good, she reasoned.

Lips at her ear had her turning to have her mouth covered by Vince’s. For now his hand just rubbed her, a fingertip worrying the hole with each pass, but not penetrating. Dom continued to use the raw power of his body to move her on him. She had to do nothing more than hold on.

Dom’s teeth nipped her ear. How could his mouth be hotter than the shower? She sighed into Vince, his tongue stroking hers. Had Dom’s mouth made her relax? Maybe. She groaned low when Vince finally slid a finger inside her. The bubbles made the entry easy.

Dom growled softly into her ear, his lips brushing back and forth as he rocked her on him. “Squeeze me.”

Darynn smiled a bit. She’d felt it too. Her body had reacted to Vince’s entrance. She’d tightened, on both penetrations. She concentrated and did it again, flexing her Kegel muscles on him, and the finger in her ass.

He breathed his approval into her ear. “Mm-hmm.” A few seconds later he whispered again. “Vince wants to fuck you in the ass.”

Her body tightened at the thought and she got another one of Dom’s appreciative growls.

She pulled away from Vince and let the water hit her in the face for a few seconds. A hand swiped over her face and she moved in closer to Dom’s face, letting the water hit him instead of her. She faced Vince. “I’ll let you fuck my ass, Vince.”

His eyes narrowed to nearly predatory. “Here?”

She smiled, “No. Let’s do that on a bed.”

He nodded, but didn’t seem to be in a hurry to pull out of her ass now. His finger stroked out and in, pressing deeper. She closed her eyes and moaned softly.

“What do you need, Rynn?”

This from Dom. She smiled, looking up at him with her eyes more than her head to keep the water from hitting her. “I need you two to get me off.”

That smug smile and he nodded.

Vince moved with them when Dom turned to press her to the shower wall. The handle there or something else helped to hold her and Dom was instantly shoving into her with renewed force. She was clear of the spray of water now and allowed her head roll at the sudden onslaught. Vince continued to toy with her back door, pressed up to the wall right beside her.

Darynn was lost in a matter of seconds. They found a rude rhythm, or not. It really didn’t matter to her. The extra stimulus was enough to drive her to the brink of release. She didn’t even have to hold on. She just leaned between the wall and the two men holding her and came.

Dom was grunting with her, but she could tell he wasn’t coming himself. If voluntarily squeezing her Kegel muscles felt good for him, the involuntary spasms had to be awesome. Dick massage, anyone?

Feeling limp, Darynn let herself be stood on her own feet again. She got a good dousing of water when Dom stooped to shut off the faucet.

No towels necessary. They all stepped carefully out of the tub and headed down the hall dripping.

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