Free Remy's Release [Submissive Sirens] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Charlotte Smith

in his eyes, his baby blues turned nearly gray with the lust shining in them. He stepped forward, right up against her, and treated her to a long slow grind of his big chest against her breasts. He bent her head back onto Joss’ shoulder and leaned down to trace a molten path from her collarbone up her neck with his mouth. All the while, his hips pressed and retreated against hers, and it was all she could do not to grind herself into the hard heat pulsing out from the dick tenting the front of his pants. Remy knew now exactly how hot that dick was, and her traitorous body was already creaming to be burned again from the inside out, branded by the hot heat of Drake’s massive cock.
    Remy jerked away from the contact, afraid of what would happen if she embraced it. She squirmed backward, trying to back away from the massive erection she could feel pressing into her stomach, but her plan backfired as she stepped directly into Joss. Still pinioning her arms behind her back, Joss took the opportunity to rub his own erection against the curves of her rear. Remy’s eyes popped wide as she felt the curve of his cock seeking purchase where her cheeks split, and the little rotations of his hips had her gasping, sucking in air as she alternately squirmed to try to get a little space between them and stilled as her squirming forced her to feel both erections pressing into her from either side.
    Her greedy mind latched onto that one thought, and it had her rotating her hips tentatively as she explored what it felt like to be surrounded by hot, horny male. Both men groaned as she wiggled against them, her little actions setting off a riot in her own body. Each time she squirmed forward to cuddle Drake’s erection in the cradle of her hips, she left her ass feeling lonely for a caress of its own. But when she stuck her ass out so it could feel the wanton slide of Joss’s thick cock across and between her cheeks, her pussy rebelled at not being able to rub against something. The emptiness had her rocking forward to seek the rub of Drake’s oversized package once more. She moaned, frustrated she couldn’t seem to feel both of them at the same time. Before she could think of a way to fix it, the sensual dance she’d been doing between the brothers came to an abrupt halt.
    Remy cried out at the loss of Drake’s heat against her front, only to gasp in surprise as he buried his hands in the satiny skirt of her dress and pulled it straight up. At the same time, Joss raised her arms above her head, and Drake tangled her dress around her eyes, the brothers effectively binding and blinding her in one move.
    Remy stilled as her body overloaded on a jittery nervousness from being blinded, her deprived sense of sight making way for her sense of touch to be heightened beyond belief. She could feel the whisper of cool air against her breasts and thighs, and the press of hot Joss against her back, the fabric of his tux giving her enough friction for her to rub herself over it and moan while she did. Joss cursed, the sound low and husky, and leaned forward to bite her earlobe as she continued to writhe against him. She cried out at the sharp pinch of his teeth on her sensitive skin, her head rolling unbidden to allow him greater access to her neck. He took immediate advantage, licking his way down to the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder, punctuating his loving with little bites that left her moaning.
    Remy was acutely aware that, while she rubbed herself against Joss, Drake still stood in front of her, keeping her blindfolded with her own dress. She screamed when without warning she felt two of Drake’s big fingers spread the lips of her sex while he fucked a third finger straight into her cunt, his thumb pressing up into her clit.
    “So let me get this straight.” Drake spoke in a normal tone of voice, the loud sound breaking the spell weaving its way around Remy and making her flinch. “You proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that