STORY EXCERPT

Elodie finished her shift, working hard the rest of the day and night, feeling like she was going to drop at any moment. Her feet had never been so sore before. And she wasn’t going to think about how much her back ached. She doubted even a hot bath would cure what ailed her tonight. But as ready as she was to put her feet up, she didn’t really relish going home to her empty apartment. When she’d woken this morning, she’d discovered that her cable had been shut off. Apparently she was farther behind in payments than she’d thought. Thank God, she had one of those pay-as-you-go cell phones, or she’d be without a phone by now too. Couldn’t anything go right for her? It seemed if it could go wrong, it did.

After clocking out, she gathered her things and headed out to her car. She’d had to park around the corner in back of the diner. It wasn’t an ideal place to be at night, in the dark, because there weren’t any lights back there. The light over the rear entrance had a short in it and never worked properly, so the owner just quit turning it on.

The door slammed shut behind her, and she dug blindly through her purse in an attempt to find her keys. If she’d been smart, she’d have pulled them out before she stepped into the blackness of the alley, but she was just too damn tired to think clearly. Finally, her hand closed around the cold metal of her keychain, and she pulled it out, keys jangling. She walked briskly down the side of the building toward her car, one hand gripping her purse.

A shadow stepped away from the building, directly into her path. She froze, aware that she’d have to go through him to get to her car, and the door to the diner was too far away. The shadow moved closer until she could make out his features. Casey Woods, Mayor Woods’s illegitimate son, and known troublemaker. What he could want with her, she had no idea. She’d seen him around town, but they’d never really talked before. He’d been two years behind her in school.

“Give me your purse,” he said, his voice raspy like he was getting over a cold. As he drew nearer, she saw his eyes were bloodshot and his skin was pale. She quickly assessed him, saw his jittery hands and determined that he was in need of a fix.

All of the money she’d earned today was in her purse. If she gave it to him, she’d have nothing. Even her phone was in the purse, along with her license and her favorite lipstick. Something told her he wouldn’t allow her to remove any of the items, especially not the hard earned cash that she so desperately needed. With a hand that was steadier than she’d have thought possible, she held the purse out to him.

He stepped closer and jerked it from her grasp. “Now the keys.”

She swallowed hard and clenched her hand around the keys. That damn car was the only thing she had left; she couldn’t part with it willingly. Maybe if she refused, he’d decide it wasn’t worth the hassle and just leave.

“You can’t have my car. I need it.”

“So do I, bitch. Now give me the keys.”

She shook her head and backed up a step. With wide eyes, she watched as he pulled a gun from behind his back and pointed it at her. As if in slow motion, she saw him pull the trigger, watched the gun kick, and a moment later felt the bullet slam into her. Either he was a lousy shot, or he didn’t intend to kill her. Blood blossomed on her shirt near her left shoulder and the world spun. She pressed her hand over the wound and sank to the ground, her knees hitting the unforgiving pavement. The heat of the day seeped through her jeans and burned her skin. Even though it had been hours since the sun went down, it was still a hot and humid night. Sweat beaded on the back of her neck and drenched the cups of her bra.

The metallic scent of her blood filled her nose as dots swam before her eyes. Casey stepped closer and wrenched the keys from her hand, pulling on her shoulder. She cried out in pain and watched, helpless, as he ran to her car. He jumped inside, started it, and peeled out of the alley. As the taillights disappeared around the corner, she called out for help, hoping someone would hear her.

Lightheaded and dizzy, she sucked in a lungful of the balmy air before sinking into oblivion, her body slumping to the ground. Lying face down on the pavement, blood began to pool under her shoulder.

ADULT EXCERPT

Cody stopped beside the bed and trailed his fingers down her cheek. “Where you want me, honey? You’re the one in charge of this rodeo, whatever you say goes. If you’d prefer me to just watch, I’m okay with that.”

She shook her head. “I want your hands on me. I want to feel all of you touching me.”

Beau withdrew from her and she whimpered in dismay.

“Easy, Elodie. I’m not going anywhere. We just need to get you situated, in a position where you can handle all three of us at once.”

Cody climbed into the middle of the bed and sprawled out on his back. Crooking his finger at her, he beckoned her closer. “Come here.”

She crawled across the bed on her hands and knees until she came to rest beside him. His touch was gentle as he gripped her thighs and helped her straddle him. His erection was straining between them, and she felt moisture trickle down her thighs as her body prepared itself for him. She felt so empty, and so damn hot. Her skin prickled and her breath hitched in her throat as she settled over him.

Cody aimed his cock and eased her down his length. Her fingers curled against his chest as her pussy swallowed him whole, not stopping until he was completely buried inside of her. She dropped her head back and closed her eyes. Never had she felt so full, nor had she imagined that it could ever feel this incredible.

Beau moved behind her, his hand on her back. He eased her down until her cheek was pressed to Cody’s chest and then she felt pressure and a slight pinch as he entered her again. With both of them filling her, she was almost too full! The sensation was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before, and she wasn’t sure what she should do. Did she just sit still like this and let them do the work, or should she move? She thought she remembered the heroines in her books moving, but it was all a little fuzzy just then.

Once she’d adjusted to having both Beau and Cody filling her, she sat up, leaning back against Beau. He placed his hands on her breasts, cupping them, gently kneading the mounds as his thumbs caressed her erect nipples. She breathed out, a sigh of ecstasy, and pressed her hips back against him.

“We’re going to start moving now, Elodie. Since this is your first time, it might be easier if you’re still and just let us do the work. All you have to do is sit there and enjoy it. Okay?” Beau said softly in her ear.

She nodded and whimpered, needing…something. Her skin felt hypersensitive, and it felt like lightning was skittering across her nerves as his hands caressed her.

Beau withdrew, and as he thrust back in, Cody pulled out. They worked in tandem. In. Out. In. Out. Her fingers curled into Cody’s flesh and she knew she had to be leaving marks. It seemed only fair that she brand her lovers in some way, as they were definitely laying claim to her body. She’d never be the same again, but in that oh-my-god good kind of way.

“More,” she breathed.

Beck stood beside the bed. “Are you ready for me, baby?”

She nodded. “Need you, Beck. Need all of you.”

“What do you want me to do?”

Her eyes slid open and she peered over at him through a lust-filled haze. “I want to watch you stroke your cock. And when you think you can’t take it anymore, I want you to get up and fuck my mouth with it, just like you did before. I want all three of your cocks in me at once. I need it.”

“Fuck.” Beck squeezed his eyes shut a moment. “Baby, if I touch myself after hearing those words, I’m going to come. If you want me, you need to take me now.”

She licked her lips in response and Beck was next to her in a flash, his cock aimed at her mouth. She opened wide and he slid right in. Placing her hand on his hip, she swallowed him down, time and again, slowly at first, then building in speed. Her hand curled around his hip, her nails biting into his skin. She hummed in appreciation around her mouthful and just let pleasure guide her.

“Christ, Elodie. That feels incredible,” Beck moaned. “Do you want me like you had me before? Do you want me to take charge and fuck that luscious mouth of yours?”

She moaned and sucked on him even harder, getting turned on just with the thought of him fucking her mouth like he had earlier.

His fingers tunneled in her hair and he gripped it tight, holding her still. He thrust into her mouth, forcing his cock partway down her throat. She thought she would choke for a moment, but after a few strokes, she got the hang of it.

With three cocks working her at once, the pleasure was almost too intense.