Free Three Mates for Judith by Cara Adams

sight of her sitting there on her enormous bed did.
    “You aren’t undressed yet,” Nahum reminded her.
    She lay flat on her back. “I might need some help.”
    He glanced at his brothers, and Naftali nodded. They settled themselves on the bed surrounding her, and then Naftali lifted her T-shirt up, exposing her bare belly.
    Nelson bent low and licked wet lines over it then sucked some of the flesh up into his mouth before trailing his tongue over to her belly button and biting lightly all around the rim.
    Then he moved back and let Nahum have a turn. Naftali lifted the T-shirt higher so it covered her face, and he extended her arms up as well.
    Nahum rolled her bra up and teased one of her breasts while Naftali used the T-shirt to trap her arms so she couldn’t interfere.
    Nelson couldn’t resist licking her belly again, on the other side of her body from where Nahum was licking. Naftali pulled the T-shirt right off her and unzipped her jeans. This time they worked together to pull them very slowly down her legs, licking and sucking and touching every inch of skin as it was revealed to them. Finally the jeans were on the floor, and she pushed her socks off with her own feet.
    Nelson noticed the open nightstand drawer and turned to look inside it. He pulled out two sets of handcuffs in padded denim. “Did these come with the bed? They look just perfect to go around the metal bars of the headboard.”
    “Mmm.”
    He wasn’t sure whether she was commenting on Naftali’s actions, with his face buried in her pussy, or whether she was answering him, but Nelson took it as consent and clipped one on her left wrist.
    “If we’re going to get serious here, you need to be on your front.”
    His brothers rolled her over, and he handed the second pair of handcuffs to Nahum, who quickly locked her wrist to the headboard on one side of the bed while Nelson did the other side.
    “What else is in that drawer?” asked Naftali, rummaging in it.
    Nahum held up a dildo, but Nelson was hoping for a whip, a paddle, or a flogger. She didn’t seem to own anything like that, so he slid off the bed, stripped down to his boxers, and then padded barefoot into the kitchen area of the attic.
    Just as he’d thought, from the brief glance he’d had of the kitchen as they walked past it, the area was set up as a full-service catering zone. He wondered if Judith liked to host dinner parties. There was everything anyone could want to cook a three-course meal for half a dozen people here. He looked at the dining table. It seated eight. Okay, for eight people.
    He found the drawers, and as he’d expected, the top one held cutlery. The second drawer was what he was looking for. It was stocked with gadgets. He took out a wooden spoon, a pastry brush, some chopsticks, and two different sized spatulas. It took him a while, but he found a baggie filled with rubber bands. That was enough for now.
    By the time he returned to the bedroom, Judith’s legs were spread wide apart and tied to the footboard of the bed with a messy tangle of belts. He hoped whichever brother had done that could untangle it properly. But now wasn’t the time to worry. He dumped his haul onto the nightstand and saw a jar of lube sitting ready there, along with a box of condoms.
    They didn’t need condoms. Panthers weren’t fertile until after they’d mated their woman. But likely his brothers were right. Spoiling the atmosphere by having the conversation now was probably not the best idea.
    Besides, his woman was spread out on her girly-pink sheets, waiting for him to join his brothers and make love to her all night long. Their aim needed to be to wring as many orgasms as possible from her delectable body. It’d been quite a traumatic day, and the best sleeping pill ever invented was orgasmic sex.
    “Has anyone ever spanked you, Judith?” asked Naftali, picking up the larger spatula and swatting her ass lightly with it.
    She looked back over her shoulder at them,