Dare to Succeed (The Dare 2)

Max hurried along, too, and when they got to the bedroom she was stripping off her clothes and raising her hands in the air as if under arrest.

He pulled off his clothes in record speed as did his brothers and grabbed the handcuffs.

“Oh, little missy, you are in serious trouble.”

Max turned her around by her hips as Monroe climbed on the bed. Max ran his hands up her hips over her breasts then to her arms and wrists. He locked them together with one hand, letting his cock slowly tap against the crack of her ass. She moaned.

Caldwell dropped the tube of lube on the bed them climbed up, stroking his cock. “I got a little appetizer for you, sweetness, and that naughty little mouth.”

Monroe lifted her by her hips and impaled her onto his cock. She moaned and lowered but Max clicked on the handcuffs and held them in the center.

“Hot damn, she’s pouring cream all over me. She likes this.”

Max bent back and slapped her ass. She moaned louder.

“Fuck, we should have done this sooner. Damn she looks so fucking sexy like this,” Caldwell said then cupped her breast and pinched the nipple. She rocked her hips and Max pressed her back lower as he spread her ass.

“I like having this control over you. You’re our prisoner,” Monroe told her as he held her hands above his head, causing her breasts to push together as he suckled them. Caldwell moved into position to the side and coaxed her head to the right so she could suck his cock.

“I’ve got to feel you, baby. I need that mouth.”

She licked along Caldwell’s cock and began to suck him deeper. As Max watched the three of them get into their own rhythm and absorbed the sounds of moans and desire fill the room, he grabbed the lube, pressed some into her ass, and absorbed everything about the moment.

“You’re ours, Alicia. Ours forever.”

He pulled fingers from her ass and replaced them with his cock. As he slowly pushed in, his brothers joined the new rhythm as Alicia moaned and rocked her hips. Monroe was kissing her wrists where the handcuffs remained and the sight sent Caldwell over the edge. He pumped his hips and came in her mouth. Max ran his hands along her shoulders and traced the gunshot wound with his finger. She looked over her shoulder.

“I need you, Max. Always,” she said.

“And we need you,” Monroe replied and both of them began a series of long, deep strokes that had Alicia screaming out her release and them following soon after.

As they cleaned her up and he removed the handcuffs, kissing her wrists and then her mouth, she smiled.

“I can get used to this,” she said to them. Monroe trailed a fingernail along her breasts as Caldwell ran his palm along her belly and mound.

“Used to sex for lunch?” Caldwell teased. Monroe and Max chuckled.

“Used to being restrained with my handcuffs?” Max teased then stroked her pussy.

She wiggled and slapped at his hand. He pointed his finger at her, reprimanding her, and she stuck her tongue out at him. Monroe and Caldwell chuckled.

“Later, you’ll get a spanking for that.”

“Promises, promises,” she replied.

“Oh you will,” he said.

“As I was saying, I could get used to this. To making love to my men in the afternoon, or any time I want to.”

They smiled.

“We might not get any work done.”

“We’ll figure it out. Life is perfect now. I have the three of you.”

Max’s heart lifted with joy. He and his brothers found the woman of their dreams and she was safe and secure with them always.

Epilogue