Mine (The Club Wonderland)

Chapter 8

CHAPTER EIGHT

A ndrew stood in his foyer. “Do you think she’ll object?”

“It’s not her idea,” Ryan bit his lip. “She doesn’t like to be out of control.”

“From the little we’ve gleaned from her previous relationships, I don’t blame her,” Andrew agreed. “I’ll ask. If she hates the idea, we’ll get rid of it.”

“She’s pulling up. Let’s go out to meet her,” Ryan nodded his agreement.

“Three days is too long to go without her,” Andrew muttered.

“You had a work trip,” Ryan reminded him.

“Aren’t we rich enough to not have to work,” Andrew asked.

“You may be but you’d be bored after a week,” Ryan retorted. They opened the large double doors out onto the circle drive in front of Andrew’s home.

“At least we have four days with her here,” Andrew sighed.

“Maybe we’ll get snowed in for a week or two,” Ryan grinned as he leaned forward to open Annabel’s door.

“Hello,” Annabel stepped into his arms. She brushed her lips across his and sunk into her first embrace from them in three days. Her grumpiness settled and her heart raced. “It’s good to be here.”

Ryan stepped back, allowing Andrew to fold her into his arms. “I’ve missed you,” he murmured.

“I’ve missed you too,” Annabel said. “At least our trips coordinated so we didn’t have to be apart longer.”

They stepped into the large foyer and Ryan closed out the winter weather. “Four days alone sounds like heaven.”

“I have plans for you,” Annabel gripped his hand.

“Let me take your coat,” Andrew offered.

She shrugged out of it. “What has you wound up?”

“How do you… I don’t know anyone who reads people better than you,” Andrew laughed. “I have a question I want to ask but I’m a little nervous about asking.”

“Is it something you really want,” Annabel asked.

The door opened to allow in Felix, Andrew’s butler. “I’ll take your case upstairs, Miss Annabel,” he murmured as he stepped around the trio.

“Thank you, Felix,” Annabel smiled. “Are you getting time off as well?”

“This is my last task and then I’m off to visit my granddaughter,” Felix smiled.

“Good for you,” Annabel smiled. When he disappeared up the stairs, she took Andrew’s hand. “Ask. I won’t be angry or upset. If I don’t like it, I’ll be honest.”

“The room is done,” Andrew said. “I want you to see it but I want to take you in and for it to be a complete surprise.”

Annabel heard Ryan suck in a breath and hold it. “What have I done to make you two think I’m not open to what you want?”

“Nothing,” Ryan let out his breath and rolled his eyes. “This is outside your comfort zone.”

Annoyance tugged at her but she realized they were actually nervous. She stepped closer to Andrew and held him close. “I’ve been cranky for two days. When I left, the entire office sighed. I’ve missed you both. There’s truly little you could do right now to piss me off other than telling me you aren’t staying and must rush off for another trip.”

“Too many damn trips since the holidays,” Andrew grumbled as he held her close. Her arms around him and her words soothed his nerves. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a silk mask. “Will you wear this just until we get into the room?”

“This? This is what you were nervous about?” Annabel took the mask from him.

“We know it takes away your control,” Ryan jumped in.

“No. It’s sweet and thoughtful,” Annabel said. “You don’t plan to do anything other than lead me into the room but you know how important being in control is for me and so you worried about upsetting me.”

“Yeah,” Andrew gripped her hand. “If you hate the idea, we can forget it.”

“I’ll wear it,” Annabel turned her back on him. “Tie it on me.”

“Yes, Annabel,” Andrew felt all the tension leave him. “We have surprises once we’re in there.”

“These surprises better involve fewer clothes,” Annabel said.

“Some,” Ryan took her hand. “But there are other things which you might enjoy.”

“Lead the way,” Annabel said. She allowed them to lead her through Andrew’s house.

“We put the finishing touches on it last night,” Andrew said as he led her to their sex room. “The paints dry so no worries there.”

“Andrew,” she gripped his upper arm tightly. “I’m sure you did a beautiful job with it.”

“He’s a lot nervous,” Ryan crowded her on the right. “Will you punish him?”

“No, he wants to impress me,” Annabel smiled. “It’s nice to know he values my opinion.”

“I do,” Andrew pushed open the doors and led her into the room. Ryan closed the doors behind them.

“Lock them,” Annabel said. “I have the feeling we’ll be in here for hours.”

“Yes, mistress,” Ryan grinned as he followed her orders.

“Please stand right there,” Andrew stepped away from her. He wanted to see her face when she took off the silk mask. Ryan stepped in front of her as well. He sucked in a breath and held it while watching Andrew and Annabel.

“Are you set for me to take off the mask,” Annabel asked.

“Yes,” Andrew breathed out his answer. His gut tightened as she reached up and lifted the black scrap of silk off her eyes.

She met his eyes first and smiled when her eyes swept over him and then Ryan. She felt her stomach clench as she realized how much she loved both of them. She heard the thump of the drumming music they all loved when they played. It sounded and felt primal, like the blood pounding in their veins. “You have too many clothes on.”

She swept her eyes around the room. Restraints, a bed, a swing, a pole and more. Open shelving with toys on them including the ones she gave them for the holidays. She saw them stripping down to the sexy underwear she gave them for the holidays.

“What do you think,” Andrew asked as Ryan took both of their clothes to the side of the room where they had storage for it.

“I think we’ll be very busy in here for the next few hours,” Annabel said. “Ryan?”

“Yes, mistress,” Ryan responded promptly.

“Take him to the bed and restrain him,” Annabel said. “I have so many ideas for this room but I have to be honest…”

“What,” Andrew asked.

She stepped up to him and pressed her body against his nearly naked one. “I don’t care right now. Right now, I want to feel the two of you inside me making me stop thinking about everything except how you feel touching me and filling me.”

“Oh,” disappointment washed across his face.

“I have ideas and every intention for us to try every single thing in this room,” Annabel assured him as she cupped his balls. “I need you. I need us more than I need the rest. We’ll get to the rest of this in a little while. Especially the pole. I want to see how you do.”

“Oh!” Andrew’s eyes lit up. He allowed Ryan to lead him to bed. He lay down and allowed Ryan to cuff his hands over his head.

“Strip the rest of the way,” Annabel ordered as she stood by the door. She wore her fuck me red high heels shoes with heels so narrow, they could poke someone’s eye out. Ryan stripped off his black underwear and tugged Andrew’s down. They both turned to watch her.

Once she had their undivided attention, she unbuttoned each button slowly. Little by little she revealed the red silk bra underneath. Her nipples stood at attention begging for attention. She shrugged out of her shirt and dropped it on the floor. She took two steps forward and unzipped the gray pin striped skirt she wore. Stepping out of it as she sauntered two more strides closer to them.

“Fuck me,” Ryan cupped his balls as he swallowed hard watching her strip step by step as she got closer.

“I intend to,” Annabel gripped his neck and pulled him close for a hard kiss with just a little pain as she reached for Andrew. She slipped her hand up and down his muscular chest, discovered his nipple and pinched it.

“Anna,” he moaned her name. His eyes stayed glued to her body. The red silk underwear showed off her pale skin. “So sexy. I need you.”

“Yes, I know you do,” she leaned over, her mouth a breath from his. “I need you too. So much it almost hurts.”

“Yes… oh Annabel, yes,” he wanted to connect their lips but knew she would withdraw if he tried.

“Good boy,” she murmured as her lips breezed over his. Each caress, with its hint of pain and an abundance of desire, made him ache for more.

“Ryan, on your knees,” she ordered as she shifted her stance to give him access. “Make me so horny I cannot resist either of you.”

“Yes, mistress,” Ryan reached for the lubricant on the table. Using some, he slipped his fingers into her bum.

“Ahhhh, good choice,” Annabel reached for the same lubricant and used it to slide her fingers into Andrew’s bum.

“Anna… oh… I might…” Andrew babbled.

“Do you want me,” Annabel asked him as she gripped his cock in her hand squeezing at the base of his shaft. “Do you desperately need me?”

“With every…. Ohhh… fiber of my being,” Andrew panted as she licked the bead of pre-cum off the tip of his cock.

“Ryan, he sounds desperate,” Annabel said. “Do you feel the same?”

“Always,” he paused from licking her core to answer. His fingers slid in and out of her core and her bum as he used his tongue to batter her clit. “I want to make you desperate for us.”

“Oh…. I’m there,” Annabel hummed her delight in his skills. “So talented… keep going and I’ll have you both inside me. Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” they moaned the word as one.

She hummed as her body neared a climax. “Let’s be as one.” She paused on the precipice of her orgasm, hated waiting even a second more. She moved onto the bed, swung her leg over Andrew’s hips and slipped down. “AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH.” She cried out loudly as she slid down the long length of him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Andrew’s hands fisted as her heat enveloped him and her core squeezed on his long thick member.

“Ryan,” Annabel gasped. “Now. Join us. Ride us. Right fucking now!”

“Yes,” Ryan did as she ordered. He used more of the lubricant and slipped his hard cock into her bum. She was tight so he went slow. Every inch of him slipped slowly deeper into her.

She bit her lip as she felt her body rev up even though she just climaxed. She knew it wouldn’t take much and she’d be flying again. “Make me mindless.” She demanded with a growl.

“Yes, mistress,” Ryan pressed her against Andrew.

She swept her hands over his chest and cupped his face. He wanted his hands on her. He wanted to hurry them along and knew she understood his desperation to control which was why she put him in the restraints. He felt his cock throbbing as he pushed up to meet Ryan’s stroke.

“Desperate,” Annabel asked him as she nibbled along his neck.

“Yes,” he breathed out a single word. Her body pressed tightly to his. His balls banging Ryan’s. Their bodies moving together. The heat of them. The friction and the scent of their bodies joined and grinding. He strained against the restriction. He felt the restraints holding him back and begged her, “Let me touch you.”

“Not yet,” she bit his neck making him jolt and jerk.

He watched her eyes, saw how much pleasure rippled through her. He watched Ryan with his eyes closed pace his actions to give them each the most pleasure. Andrew let go. He stopped thinking about what he wanted and felt what they did. He submitted to the movements and sensations which took him from desperate to euphoric. He flowed and moved as Annabel manipulated them and felt his world narrow and center on her and Ryan. Nothing else mattered. There was nothing else outside their bed… their three bodies… their movement.

“I… I need to…”

“Yes,” Ryan scrunched up his face in a fight for control.

“Yes, let go, give it to me. Now,” she demanded as both men pushed into her and exploded with several long jerks.

“You actually took classes,” Annabel smiled as she watched the two men slide the black shorts on she bought them.

“You asked us to,” Andrew leaned close to swipe his lips over hers. The last few hours had been sexually exciting. Annabel commanded their sessions and drove him and Ryan to such levels of pleasure he thought no one could ever understand their needs better.

“I was only half serious,” Annabel confessed.

“You didn’t think we’d do it,” Ryan pressed his body to hers. “We worked up a whole routine for you. Please come sit here.”

He held out his hand to her and she cocked an eyebrow for a moment before she took his hand. “A routine? Those shorts aren’t tear away.”

“Maybe we should get some tear away,” Andrew suggested as he moved to the sound system and watched as Ryan got into position by their pole. “We don’t have the ceiling height like some of the videos you’ve seen.”

“I’m intrigued by what you plan to show me,” Annabel smiled. She crossed her legs and loosened the robe she wore. Her breasts peeked out which she knew they enjoyed.

“How is it,” Andrew pressed play and stalked towards her. “We’ve enjoyed our time together.”

“For hours,” Ryan grinned.

“Yes, seeing you there sitting like the queen of the world, with your amazing body, I want you. I’m hard and want nothing more than to strip naked and do your bidding.”

She reached up and cupped his cheek. “I feel the same needs as you,” she confessed. “But I want to see what you’ve learned.”

“Will you show us what you’ve learned,” Ryan asked.

“Maybe,” Annabel smiled slowly. “Depends on how entertaining you are.”

The music swelled with a throbbing drumbeat which seemed to pulse through her. She felt a tug to rub against her men. Ryan grabbed the pole and swung around it. He held his body rigid which showed his taut muscles. He swung around and held his body straight out from the pole.

Annabel swallowed as she watched him swing and wrap his body around the pole. As the music moved, he shifted and swung his body. With each move, Annabel leaned closer wanting to run her hands down his muscles.

Ryan hung on to one side of the pole with his feet at the base. He leaned out and grabbed Andrew’s hand. He swung him into the pole. Their lips met as Ryan dipped Andrew. He let go and Andrew gripped the pole and turned to show his body to Annabel.

They slid against each other as they danced. Doing the same moves on opposite sides of the pole, Annabel caught her breath and ran her hands down her body. Around the pole, they traded off positions and moves as the music swelled to a crescendo. They danced and swung around the pole like pros.

Annabel saw their enjoyment. She saw their hope and the fun they had. Sweat slicked their muscular body as they showed off for her. When the music finished and they stood by the pole with chests heaving. She stood slowly keeping their eyes on her.

“Seems you took your lessons seriously,” Annabel slipped her hand down Andrew’s chest. Her thumb brushed over his taut nipple.

“We did,” he admitted.

She leaned forward and almost touched his lips. Her hands wandered down and down. Her fingers slid around the outside of his hard cock. “Does it arouse you to dance with Ryan?”

“Yes,” Andrew whispered.

“You don’t like to admit it though do you,” Annabel’s eyes swept from her fingers teasing his cock to the waistband of his shorts and up his chest to his eyes. “You feel the same for him as you do me.”

“Yes,” he admitted to them and himself.

“Good,” Annabel leaned in for the kiss she knew he wanted. Her hands explored every muscle, every curve and groove of his body. She slipped around behind him and noted he no longer flinched when she did. She continued exploring his muscles. “Hmmmm. I enjoy how fit you both are.” She slapped his bum. He grunted his pleasure at the sting.

She continued behind Ryan. “You’ve always enjoyed your encounters with Andrew. You are more open about your feelings but have you admitted to him your feelings?”

“I haven’t,” Ryan confessed as he felt her sprinkle little kisses up his spine.

“You enjoy me but you’d do him all on his own, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes,” Ryan slid his eyes over to Andrew.

“You love making him cum. Seeing him let go to feel the joy and excitement you feel when he touches you and you touch him gives you more satisfaction than when we make you climax.” Annabel walked around to the front of Ryan. She cupped his cock and felt him throbbing. She leaned close to kiss his chest.

“Yes,” Ryan waited to see Andrew’s reaction.

“The two of you need to strip,” Annabel said. “I have one more performance I want from you.”

Andrew stepped to face Ryan. He ran his hands down his body. “I enjoy both of you. I want to please both of you. Annabel, guide me. Every climax with the two of you is better than any I’ve had with anyone else or on my own.”

“Ryan, tell him what you want,” Annabel demanded as she watched him glance away as he stripped.

“I want to be inside him,” Ryan confessed.

“Yeah?” Andrew asked. “I’d like that.”

“Really,” Ryan grinned.

Annabel walked to the cupboard where all their supplies were. She selected a lubricant and walked behind Andrew. “On your knees,” she murmured. “Ryan, I plan to watch.”

“Will you join us,” Ryan asked.

“Depends on how hot you make me,” Annabel slipped her tongue into his mouth and the lubricant into his hand. She walked away from the two and sat in the chair again. “Make me hot boys.”

Andrew stared at her as she sat there. She crossed her legs and met his eyes. “Need any pickles?”

He snorted, “No… definitely no.”

She watched as the two men kissed. Lips touching as Ryan leaned over Andrew. She felt her own arousal teeter. She wasn’t sure she’d enjoy straight up guy on guy but they wanted it. They needed it.

She saw Andrew’s eyes widen as Ryan slipped his fingers into his bum. Andrew moaned as his body jerked. “Take it slow,” Annabel reminded Ryan. “He likes slow, even when he demands fast.”

Ryan reached forward and rubbed his hand over Andrew’s shoulders and across his chest. When he slipped in another finger, Andrew murmured, “Ryan.”

“Say the word and I stop,” Ryan brushed Andrew’s hair out of his face.

Annabel knew Ryan expected Andrew to ask to stop. She saw surprise and pleasure sweep across his face when Andrew begged, “More. Do more. I want all of you.”

Her men… her men taking joy in each other. HER men. Seeing the two of them bringing joy to each other did things she didn’t expect.

Ryan pushed Andrew to go on all fours. He knelt behind him and slipped his cock into Andrew.

“Hmmmm,” Andrew lowered his head and hid it from Annabel.

Annabel saw the complete euphoria Ryan felt being connected. “Andrew?”

“I can’t,” he muttered as he lifted his head. “It’s too much.”

Annabel heard his words but she saw his face. “Ryan, harder. He needs rougher.”

“You’re sure,” Ryan frowned.

“Yes,” Annabel and Andrew said together. Andrew’s tone edged to begging.

Ryan thrust and Andrew met his hard strokes. In and out. He raised his head and Annabel saw joy. She spread her legs and slipped her hand over her breasts. She wanted to come with them. Ryan reached around and grabbed Andrew’s cock. “Come with me,” he begged.

“Yes… oh Ry... Oh… yes,” Andrew pushed back with each thrust. He shifted to meet the hard cock slicing into him. “Don’t stop.”

“Mine,” he claimed Andrew just as he liked to claim Annabel.

Annabel smiled as her hand slipped lower and lower. She tweaked her clit. Rubbed it while she watched the two men explore their sexual needs from each other.

“Andrew,” Ryan growled.

Andrew took his thrusting. He pressed his torso back against Ryan’s. He rubbed his hands up and down his own cock. Their eyes met Annabel’s as she masturbated. They saw the fluid glistening on her thighs and knew their actions aroused her as much as it aroused them.

“Fuck me,” Ryan growled. “I’m cumming. I can’t hold back.”

“Don’t hold back,” Andrew increased the speed he rubbed his cock. “Don’t stop.”

“Ryan, make us all cum,” Annabel gasped out.

He swallowed as he closed his eyes and let his instincts drive him. He pounded his body into Andrew’s. He felt surrounded by the man who always protected him. He felt the pleasure his man and his woman got from his actions. The thought of the three of them being together like this.

“AAAaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh,” he bellowed as he thrust deep into Andrew. He jerked and jerked. He heard Annabel and Andrew cry out at the same time. He lost his mind, thought of nothing but the release which wiped his mind.

Andrew and Ryan collapsed on the floor still connected. Panting, Annabel crawled towards them. She kissed Ryan and then Andrew. “Amazing. I’d say you got your money’s worth for those lessons.”

Andrew chuckled as he turned on his side and pulled her tight against his body, “Did you enjoy us fucking?”

“Yes,” she liked the feel of his body next to hers. She enjoyed his strength and knew he’d never use it against her. Just as Ryan wouldn’t either. She realized she trusted them as she hadn’t done with any other man. She realized they trusted her and their complete and utter trust led her to where she was and how she felt. This blew her mind.

“I thought you were supposed to have a relaxing and rejuvenating weekend,” Charles said.

“I had an amazing long weekend,” Annabel said.

“Did you get any sleep,” Charles grinned.

“We slept as we needed to,” Annabel paced back and forth in her office.

“Why are you so hyper,” Charles asked.

“I have a lot on my mind,” Annabel admitted.

“It’s not business,” Charles said. “You’re up to date on all the projects. You’re happy with the progress. Olivia’s fine and doing well. So, it must be your men.”

“My men are phenomenal,” Annabel stopped pacing and leaned on her desk.

“Then what is it,” Charles asked.

“I may have made a tactical error,” Annabel grabbed a pen off her desk and fiddled with it.

“What error,” Charles asked.

“I think I love them,” Annabel said.

“Think or do,” Charles asked.

“I… love them,” she admitted and watched for his reaction.

“Like happily ever after love,” Charles asked.

“Like I want us to share a house and live an open and honest polyamorous life,” Annabel said.

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Congratulations,” Charles stood and hugged her. When he drew back, he saw her scowl. “Have you told them?”

“No,” Annabel confessed.

“Why not?”

“What if they don’t want to live that lifestyle,” Annabel asked.

“Is this about who says it first,” Charles asked. “Some sort of power trip?”

“I’m pretty sure I have to say it first,” Annabel said. “I’ll know their feelings when I do.”

“You’re just being chicken shit about confessing your feelings,” Charles said.

“People change when you start talking commitment,” Annabel said.

“Have you even told them you have feelings for them,” he asked.

“We talk around it all the time,” Annabel rolled her eyes.

“Are they talking around it because you’ve expressed an aversion to the big L?”

“Maybe,” Annabel shrugged.

“Hoist by your own petard.”

“I’ve set the boundaries but now I want to change them. What if they don’t?”

“Then they’ll tell you and the three of you will figure out the next step in your relationship,” Charles said. “You’ve always said you want honesty in a relationship. This is part of it.”

“Yeah. I know,” Annabel sighed. “No more Shakespeare for you.”

Charles leaned in and hugged her. “I love Shakespeare. I love you too. You’re my favorite sister. Tell them what you feel and see what they say.”