Free No Place Like Home (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Diane Leyne

climax building. She wiggled her butt, trying to get him to give her more...more fingers, more tongue, just more. And he did. He curled his fingers to press her G-spot just as his mouth sucked in her clit. She could have come right up off the bed, if she hadn’t been tied to it, from that climax. But still he wasn’t done.
    “Oh, god. I can’t take any more. And I certainly can’t come any more,” she protested.
    “You can and you will, sweetie. You don’t get to decide any more. And you are going to have to get used to coming multiple times a night. When you are living with us, you are going to have two men to satisfy and two men to satisfy you. We are not going to go to sleep until we’ve each wrung an orgasm or three out of you.”
    And then he went back to work, and she could feel another climax building. This time he switched things up again by playing with the butt plug, wiggling it inside her and then turning on the vibration. This time, the orgasm seemed less intense, but seemed to go on forever.
    She was spent, just laying limply as he untied her hands and feet, gently rubbing them to restore the circulation. He leaned down and kissed her gently on the mouth. “That was for you, sweetheart, and now this is for me. I’m going to roll you over, take out the butt plug, and fuck your ass.”
    She looked over at him. His cock, as he sat on the side of the bed, was close enough to touch. And it looked huge. While Jackson’s cock might be a shade longer, Markus definitely had more girth. She was amazed that it fit inside her pussy. No way was it going up her ass. She started to say this when she found herself being flipped over, with several pillows being inserted under her groin to raise her butt up to what he considered a suitable level. She felt him position himself on his knees behind her and slowly withdraw the plug from her ass. He went slowly, a couple of times moving it in and out of her ass before withdrawing it completely.
    Then he squirted some lube into her open ass. He easily was able to insert two fingers, but she groaned when she felt the third finger go in. He pumped them in and out, preparing her, until she unconsciously picked up his rhythm, pushing back to meet his thrusts. She was ready.
    He lubed up his cock and placed it at her entrance.
    She could feel him position himself. Her ass might be stretched enough for his fingers, but his cockhead was huge, and she could feel it pressing at her back entrance slowly but firmly. It started to hurt as he stretched her, but it excited her. She could feel something building within her. She wanted...no she needed to feel his cock inside her.
    When he had her stretched to the max, he paused. “This is it, baby. One more shove and the head will be inside you, and the pleasure will begin.” And then he started moving again, slowly entering her. She could feel him moving carefully, opening her up. She felt full and stretched and turned-on in a way she’d never felt before. She gripped the sheet in each hand and tried to move her hips, to push back and get him all the way inside her. But he held her still, controlling the speed and depth of his penetration. But he didn’t stop until he was seated all the way inside her and she could feel his sac against her pussy.
    “How does it feel, sweetie?”
    “Arguhllll.” She had no words. It felt so good. She had never felt so full before, so helpless in a way. She was on her stomach, and he was inside her and he had total control over her. There was something so overwhelming about being taken this way, something so primitive that she thought she might come right away. All she needed was a little friction on her clit. And, as if reading her mind, he reached under her and pinched the little bud. Her orgasm slammed through her, making her buck and shake against him, but he held her down, still buried deeply inside of her.
    “That was for you. This is for me. I’m going to ride you hard for as long as I can