She let her hands cup her breasts offering them up for Rye’s delectation. She was rewarded with a slow curving of his lips.

“Max got those nipples hard, didn’t he? You can get them harder though, can’t you, brother?”

Suddenly Max’s hands came around her back. She could feel his erection pressing into her backside. His fingers pushed hers aside and took their place at her breasts. His big hands cupped her breasts, massaging and stroking them. She let her head fall back against Max’s chest. He pinched her nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

“They’re tight, Rye. Put those jewels on our little doll now.” Max’s deep rumble brought her back to attention. She looked up, and Rye was reaching for her.

“She is our little doll. I think I’ll dress her up.” Rye had what looked like long, jeweled earrings in his hands.

“What is it?” Rachel asked.

“Max, spank that ass.” Before Rye could get the words out, Max’s hand came down sharply on her ass, and she yelped at the little sting. The slap moved the plug, making every nerve in her backside come to life. The stinging pain on her skin was quickly replaced with a light heat that she felt in her womb.

“I think we’ll just use our hands, baby.” Rye chuckled. His voice was low and sexy. “I don’t think we need to bring a crop or a whip into it. There are too many places for you to actually get your hands on a riding crop. I don’t think I’d like where you would shove it. Now, I didn’t tell you it was time to talk, but I’ll answer your question anyway. This, baby, is a nipple clamp, and it is going to look so pretty on those tits of yours.”

He opened the clamp and fitted it to her nipple. The clamp bit into her sensitive flesh. Like the plug in her ass, it was on just the right side of pain. She hissed as he clamped her other nipple and sat back.

“Very pretty. Those will jiggle nicely when we fuck you hard. Now, hands and knees, Rachel.” Rye’s cock was jutting out from the V of his thighs. Rachel wanted it in her mouth, but she went to her knees in front of him.

“She’s very obedient,” Max said. His hand traced the line of her spine. They took up places of either side of her body.

“Now she is, but she has a lot to make up for.” Rye’s hand came down on her ass.

Rachel couldn’t stop the moan that came from the back of her throat. Maybe the spanking thing wasn’t so bad.

Rye continued, “Our little woman is never going to be submissive, Max. We have to be very careful. I think she might take some creative revenge if we get too extreme. See, Rachel, if I use my hand, then the only revenge your little heart is going to be able to have on me is slapping your hand against my ass.” She felt his lips kissing where he had spanked. “And, Rachel, your hands are welcome on my ass anytime.”

“Mine, too,” Max said sweetly. His face came into view as he lay down underneath her. Rachel was struck at how open and happy Max looked. The bear of Bliss County looked sweet and sexy. “You can spank me anytime you like. You just tell me to get on your lap, and I’ll count it out, baby.”

Rachel snorted at the thought. It turned into a little squeal as Rye smacked her again. This whole not talking thing was getting to her.

“Go on and say what you need to say.” Rye let her off the leash.

“Don’t tempt me, Maxwell. You know you deserve it sometimes.” Rachel was pretty sure there were citizens of Bliss who would pay good money to watch her tan Maxwell Harper’s hide.

“And I’ll take it,” Max replied with a wink. “I just get to call you Rachel, Mistress of Pain whenever you discipline me. I’m likely to do bad things just so you’ll punish me.”

Rye’s hand came down right in the center of her ass. She gritted her teeth against the sensation. The plug jerked in her ass, a jumble of pain and wild pleasure. The clamps on her nipples were heavy, pulling at her, tugging. The heat bloomed outward, a sweet feeling that made her restless. She leaned down and pressed her lips to Max’s. His tongue reached out to touch hers.

“You don’t need a reason,” she said. “You’ll do bad things because you’re Maxwell Harper.”

He didn’t try to protest. “Yes, but the discipline is an added incentive to misbehave.” He winked at her, and his face disappeared. She felt him moving behind her. She tried to look back.

“Eyes front, Rachel,” Rye ordered.

Rachel gamely turned back. She stared at the carved wooden headboard, but her mind was on the two men now running four hands all over body. She breathed slowly, trying to calm down her racing heart. It felt like there was no place she wasn’t being worshipped by their hands. They didn’t leave an inch of her skin untouched. Fingers plucked at the clamps on her nipples, and a warm tongue ran down the length of her spine. Someone nipped firmly at the hollow of her ankle. She was shocked at how sensitive she was there. The Harper brothers were finding all her hot spots. They were finding some she didn’t even know she had.

She nearly protested when she felt one of them leave the bed, but then she heard Rye’s voice and felt his hands on her thighs. “Spread your legs, darlin’.” He growled the command. She felt him slide his shoulders between her splayed legs. “I want access to my pussy.”

Max’s weight was back on the bed. She felt his hands spreading the cheeks of her ass. “I’m going to take out this plug and work some more lube into your ass, baby,” Max said matter-of-factly. “Then, I’m going to fuck you with a bigger plug. I want to make sure you’re ready to take me and Rye there. You understand how we want to fuck you, right?”

She nodded as she bit her lip against the slight burning sensation. She breathed out as he pulled out the plug. There was a sense of relief, and a strange feeling of disappointment. She’d been so full. Max was rubbing her with the lube, working it into her anus. He rimmed her over and over. It made her eyes water and every nerve a little jittery. It was a very intimate sensation. “One in my pussy, one in my ass.” She’d thought of nothing else for the last week.

“That’s right.” Rye’s warm breath was right over her pussy. It was all she could do not to shove herself onto his face. She felt his tongue reach up to delicately lap at her labia.

“Oh, please, Rye.” She wanted him to fuck her with his tongue. She could feel the flexible plastic head of the plug begin to breach her anus. It was so much bigger than the first one. It was probably still smaller than Max and Rye.

“We’re going to stuff you full of our cocks.” Max was breathing heavily as he slowly pushed the plug into her ass. “When you think you can’t handle any more, baby, that’s when we ride.”

Her head fell forward. The twin sensations of burning pleasure and the delicate feel of Rye gingerly stroking her with his tongue were making her crazy. The jewels on her breasts jangled. It felt like every nerve in her body was being manipulated by them.

“Rye, please,” she pleaded again. The plug was all the way in now. She felt the muscles in her ass working to accommodate the larger plug. Max pulled the plug in and out, fucking her ruthlessly.

“Was there something you wanted, Rachel?”

Rye sounded entirely too calm for her peace of mind. She was nearly senseless with desire. She needed them so much. “You know what I want.”

“Then let me hear you say it.” His breath floated across her pussy like a warm blanket.

“Eat my pussy, Rye.” She gave him the words he wanted. Max slowly pulled the plug out and then carefully began pushing it back in. The pressure was going to kill her. She needed to come.

His tongue just barely touched her clitoris. “What do think I’m doing, darlin’?” He pressed little kisses along her labia.

“Teasing me.” He was going to drive her insane. He was acting like a cat lapping up cream. She needed more than the slow, tantalizing tongue-lashing he was giving her.

She hissed as he very gently bit down on her clit.

Max pulled the plug out of her ass. “Are we going to do this, or are you just going to torture her the rest of the night?”

“It would serve her right,” Rye said. Rachel could feel him smiling against her skin. His tongue ran lightly over her heated flesh.

“You’re torturing me, too,” Max grumbled.

Rye chuckled, and Rachel felt his hands on her hips. “Fine. Sit on my face, baby. I’ll eat your pussy.”

He pulled her down, and Rachel was suddenly on her knees with her butt against Rye’s sculpted chest. Her head fell back as Rye shoved his tongue up her cunt, urging her to move against him. His strong tongue pushed into her pussy. He licked and sucked at her soaking flesh. He fucked deeply into her, his fingers pulling her pussy lips apart so he could get as far inside her as he could go.

Max moved in front of her, watching the scene with hot eyes. He leaned in and kissed her while she ground her pussy against his brother’s mouth, riding his tongue.

“I love these tits,” he breathed into her ear. “Look at how they bounce. So fucking pretty. Let’s see how you like this.” He pulled gently on the nipple clamps. She gasped as the sensation went straight to her pussy.

Rye’s hands parted her as his tongue swiped across her clit. It set off a wave. The heat and pressure started in her pussy, but it bloomed across her skin. Her head fell back as she came. Max milked her nipples, and Rye tortured her clit until she sobbed and came again.

She shook as Max pulled her off his brother’s mouth and rolled across the bed with her. She was still experiencing little aftershocks as Max settled her over him.

“Ride me.” He groaned as he pushed his way into her.

Rachel let herself sink slowly onto his cock. Her body was still humming from the orgasms they had already rung out of her. She wasn’t sure she could take another, but she couldn’t deny them. She watched Max’s eyes. He didn’t take them off the sight of his big dick disappearing slowly into her pussy. His face strained with the effort he was putting forth. He held himself still and let her control the pace. Rachel could see how much it was costing him.