Taking What's NAUGHTY..

Forced Submission Series Book 6.

Damon, Remy, and Kellan have had their eyes on Leila from the day she started working at their law firm.

Leila's been playing hard to get, and they're not having it. It's the night of the company Christmas party, and they've decided to take matters into their own hands.

Obsession has taken over, and forcing Leila to accept the three of them is the only way to get what they desire.

WARNING: This book contains forced submission and dubious consent. These themes aren't for everyone, so proceed with caution. If you like your s.m.u.t at the edge of safe, this filthy story has your name on it!.

For Belle... You dirty, dirty girl.

For Sir... May you never get her clean.

1.

Damon.

I lean back in my chair, my c.o.c.k already throbbing with antic.i.p.ation of what's to come. I'm not sure how I made it through the office Christmas party knowing what's about to happen. I've got a fertile little surprise waiting just down the hall. It's what we've all wanted, and I'm going to pull the trigger on it. We aren't getting any younger, and I'm sick of her fighting it. Might as well take what we want now.

She's been ours since she strutted her lush a.s.s into our office and applied for the secretary position. It was all too perfect. Kellan, Remy, and I have been together since high school. Busted our a.s.ses to get through law school, and now the three of us have one of the most successful law firms in Seattle. We run it together just like we do everything. She'll be no exception to that.

All three of us came from nothing and made our own little family. I knew the day she walked in here she'd be it for the three of us. There was no going back from that moment. But our feisty little firecracker wasn't so easy to tame-all that red hair, that creamy porcelain skin, and those big green eyes. We knew she'd be a handful, but we were more than willing to take on the challenge if it kept her bound to us for life. Taking our c.o.c.ks deep inside her c.u.n.t every night as we filled her with our babies. Yeah. It might one h.e.l.l of a fight, but we'd be getting what we wanted one way or another. We didn't care what the cost was. If we had to buy a f.u.c.king remote island out in the middle of nowhere so she couldn't escape us, we would.

We have demanding jobs, and we always knew the woman we'd take to be ours, the woman who would bear our children, would be well cared for in the manner we saw fit. Along with three sets of hands to make sure that she'd never want for everything. That was even more crucial when the woman we picked to be ours is feisty. Leila needs a firm hand and will have to get used to us getting what we want. And what we want is her swollen with our children.

The thought makes c.u.m leak from the tip of my c.o.c.k. It doesn't help that I know she's spread-eagle and bound to a bed not far from where I'm sitting right now. It didn't take much to get her there. After she helped set up the company Christmas party, I got her into the apartment we use when we all work too late and would rather just crash at the office.

I strapped her to the bed and cut the clothes from her body, firmly placing a gag into her mouth. No one knew as they danced to Christmas carols and celebrated the firm's best year to date that down the hall was a woman we'd be taking as ours tonight. Whether she wanted it or not.

A stab of guilt runs through me as I remember how I couldn't control myself after I bound her to the bed and I saw her p.u.s.s.y on full display. I couldn't stop myself from pulling my c.o.c.k out and finding release, splashing onto her warm soft belly. All I could think about was what that same belly would look like when it was filled with our child. It only took two strokes before I was c.u.mming all over it. I rubbed it in with my hand, wanting it to seep into her skin. I didn't have the control to wait. Remy and Kellan should've been there, too, but I'm going to make it up to them right now. We'll all have our turn with her until we can't get another drop of our c.u.m inside her.

"Where's Leila?" Remy asks, sitting down next to me, Kellan following suit. Both of them stretch their legs out after standing most the night. That always seems to be the case when she isn't with one of us. She controls our every thought. Who knew a curvy little redhead could so easily make three grown men obsessed with her? Because that's what we are. Utterly obsessed. It would be a lie to say otherwise. h.e.l.l, the phone tracking and taps on her phone should have been a red f.u.c.king flag. But we didn't care. As long as we knew where she was and what she was doing at all times, we felt no guilt about it. She's ours.

I shoot back the rest of the whiskey in my tumbler before dropping it down onto the table with a hard thunk.

"It's time." Remy and Kellan look my way, wondering what I'm talking about.

"We've been at this for over ten years. I want what we talked about. I want to enjoy the fruits of our labor, and Leila's going to give them to us." I let the words hang in the air before I finish. "Now."

"And how do you plan on making that happen? We can't just make-" Kellan's words cut off when I shoot him a hard look. He pauses, raising an eyebrow. "Where is she?" He knows I'm not f.u.c.king around. Time's up for Leila. She'll be giving us what we want.

"I have a nice little Christmas present for us all. Not only that...she's ovulating."

"I'm not even going to ask how you know that," Remy says as he adjusts himself.

"Where is she?" Kellan asks again as he stands up, undoing his tie and throwing it onto the table. He licks his lips, looking impatient. "I've wanted this for so f.u.c.king long. I'm with you. I'll do whatever it takes to have her and bind her a.s.s to us. No more games."

"f.u.c.k. She's going to give us h.e.l.l." Remy stands, too, adjusting himself again and making it known that his body is up for her giving us h.e.l.l. That's going to be half the fun. As feisty as she can be, I can't wait to shove my c.o.c.k down her throat as she tries to tell me no. She'll see then that it doesn't matter anymore. You can't tempt three men with something as sweet as her body and not give them what they want.

"We'll take turns at first. Get her c.u.n.t good and ready for us before we all take her together." Thinking about all of us taking turns rutting into her body, filling it with c.u.m, turn after turn, almost has me c.u.mming in my five thousand dollar suit. She's going to be f.u.c.king covered in us by the time we're done with her. We'll keep her bound to that bed until her belly starts to swell if that's what it takes.

"f.u.c.k," Kellan mutters, gripping his own c.o.c.k through his pants. "Please tell me she's f.u.c.king close. If not, I'm going to have to use the bathroom to rub one out before we head out. I'll never make it."

"I'm not that mean." I smirk and stand from my chair. I pull my suit jacket off and throw it over my chair. "Follow me."

We make our way out of the conference room, towards the door at the end of the hall. The Christmas lights still light up the offices and soft holiday carols are playing. The once-full building is now empty, everyone hurrying home to their families on Christmas Eve. We're the only ones remaining, so no one will hear. No one will ever know.

I pull the key from my pocket and unlock the door, letting it swing wide open, revealing one very p.i.s.sed off Christmas treat we're about to devour.

2.

Damon

Leila is looking between all three of us and staring daggers. She's trying to talk around the gag, but her angry words are m.u.f.fled.

"Well, that's one way to do it," Remy says, walking closer to the bed. He stops on the right side, standing a few feet away and stares down at her. "Jesus f.u.c.king Christ. She's perfect." He whispers the words as he reaches out to touch her, but he pulls his hand back. I think he's afraid to touch her because the dream might end.

I can see Leila's blush from where I'm standing, no doubt because she's on full display for the three of us. I turn, locking the door behind us just to ensure there's no possible way we'll be disturbed. And we wouldn't want our woman trying to get away from us.

"Looks like you've already had some fun without us," Kellan says as he looks down at the dried c.u.m on her belly. He smiles at me and raises an eyebrow. He moves to the left side of the bed as he licks his lips and rubs his crotch. "My G.o.d, Leila. You're the most beautiful thing we've ever seen."

The three of us are so close and have known each other for so long that there's never a hint of jealousy between us. It's like with anything we do, if one of us succeeds, we all succeed. So even though I was able to mark her first, it's as if we all did it together.

"Yes, as you can see, the sight of our little Leila all spread out was too much for me to handle. I'll sit this one out and let you two catch up." I walk over to the side of the room and take one of the large leather chairs, moving it towards the foot of the bed. I sit down in the chair and lean back, a perfect view of Leila on display in front of me. "We can all mark her, then decide who's going to take her p.u.s.s.y first."

"f.u.c.k, you don't have to tell me twice." Remy starts unb.u.t.toning his shirt right away, hurriedly trying to get naked. Kellan is more controlled, taking his clothes off slowly as if he's calculating every move.

Looking over at Leila, I see her breathing pick up. She's not saying anything anymore, she's just lying there with her arms above her head, looking back and forth between the two men.

Her big b.r.e.a.s.t.s look more swollen than earlier, and her hard nipples are jutting up in tight peaks. I see her chest rising and falling with her quick breaths, and it makes them jiggle a little. The sight makes my c.o.c.k even harder as I imagine sliding it between her two fat t.i.ts. My ten-inch c.o.c.k would be smothered by all her soft flesh cushioning my every thrust. It would disappear as I held her snugly around me and took out my pleasure on them, the tip of my c.o.c.k peeking up through the top and touching her chin. G.o.d, if only her warm tongue could come out and lick me in invitation to let me know she welcomes my taste.

Closing my eyes tightly, I know I'll have do it. I'll need to take off the gag to fully enjoy it, so hopefully Leila cooperates. A few o.r.g.a.s.ms should soften her up.

When I open my eyes, I see both Kellan and Remy are getting on the bed with Leila. They kneel on either side of her, their large bodies looming over her. Remy takes his c.o.c.k in his hand, roughly stroking it, not wasting any time. Kellan just runs the tips of his fingers up and down the underside of his c.o.c.k, teasing himself.

Leila's breathing is speeding up, and I can almost see her heart beating out of her chest. My eyes travel down from her t.i.ts to her soft belly. She curves in at the waist but has a soft roll around her middle. I see it sometimes in her clothes where it comes over the tops of her skirts or slacks, and it makes me so unbelievably hard. Her soft flesh around her middle begs me to nibble and bite it, to run my hands along her body there and squeeze the skin, thinking about our babies growing inside her there. Leila indulges in food and the things she loves. Her body is a reflection of her love of life and of her indulgence the things she craves-how could that not turn me on? I see her belly giggle a little as her body clenches and twists in the ropes. I lick my lips, thinking about dipping my tongue into her bellyb.u.t.ton and nibbling on her softness.

"f.u.c.k!" Remy shouts, but he doesn't c.u.m. I look over and see him pinch the end of his c.o.c.k to stop the flow of s.e.m.e.n from coming out. A few thick white drops start to fall onto Leila's belly, and he moans. "I don't want it to end yet."

I smile a little. It's just like Remy to go in feet first and get all impatient. "Just take the edge off, brother. We'll have her so many times tonight she'll forget whose c.o.c.k is whose."

I look over and see Kellan is now gripping his c.o.c.k and thrusting his hips into his cupped hand. I can tell he's mimicking the thrusts he's going to treat Leila to. We're all getting ready to take her like a pack of animals, and this is just the appetizer to whet our appet.i.te.

"Are you going to fight it, Leila? Are you going to fight us?" Kellan asks as he thrusts into his hand.

It takes a second before Leila blinks and then starts yelling into her gag again. I can't help but let out a laugh. "I think I saw a little hesitation there, didn't you, guys?"

Kellan and Remy both laugh and agree, and I see the blush deepen further across Leila's cheeks.

My eyes follow down her body to where her legs are spread wide. The soft cuffs are banded around her ankles, pulling her legs as far apart as they can go without too much discomfort. And not only that, but I put an extra rope around each knee to open her p.u.s.s.y completely. The lips of her c.u.n.t are spread open, revealing her c.l.i.t. Her glistening opening shows that she's turned on, no matter how much she argues.

There's a small patch of red curls at the top of her p.u.s.s.y, and I rub my hand along my covered c.o.c.k as I think about nuzzling against it, feeling her soft hair against my lips as I kiss my way down to her hard nub and breathe in her scent. Sitting directly in front of her p.u.s.s.y, I can see her juices drip down between her a.s.s cheeks. I can also see her clench as she watches the men above her pleasure themselves at the sight of her tied-up body.

"She may be trying to say she doesn't like it, but her p.u.s.s.y disagrees with her words. Her sweet kitty is dripping for us. Isn't that right, Leila?"

I watch as her p.u.s.s.y clenches yet again, and I smile. Oh, our sweet little love is dirty.

"I've gotta let it go. It's too f.u.c.king good seeing her like this. I need to get in her." Remy speeds up his strokes, not waiting any longer.

I watch as he strokes himself three times and starts to c.u.m. He reaches down, squeezing his b.a.l.l.s, getting out as much c.u.m as he can and dumping it on her soft belly. Her stomach twitches as the splashes of c.u.m hit it, and her thighs pull against the ropes, tightening them up. Leila's p.u.s.s.y leaks a few more drops of nectar, and I lick my lips, needing to taste her sweetness.

"Leila," Kellan grunts as he thrusts into his hand one final time, letting his thick streams of c.u.m hit her belly as well, mixing in with Remy's fresh load and my dried-up contribution.

Both men sit back, trying to catch their breath after using her body for their pleasure. Standing, I lock eyes with Leila as I slowly unb.u.t.ton my shirt and remove it. I take off my shoes and slacks next, then remove my boxer briefs slowly. Her eyes travel up and down my naked body and then move to Remy and Kellan. She's looking over three big naked men and no doubt wondering how she's going to take us all. She'll take us. We'll make d.a.m.n sure of that.

"You remember how I told you guys she was ovulating?" Kellan and Remy smile wickedly, and Leila's eyes nearly bulge out of her head. "I found out another secret our little secretary was keeping from us." Leila starts to shake her head as I climb onto the end of the big bed, kneel between her open legs, and put my hand on the inside of thigh. "Turns out our fiery redhead has a gift for us."

"f.u.c.k, don't say it," Remy says as he strokes his still-hard c.o.c.k. Kellan moans and I lock eyes with Leila.

"Oh yes, she's still cherry fresh, and tonight Leila's going to give it to the three of us."

3.

Damon

Both Remy and Kellan look at me in shock, and I'm not sure why. Leila might be feisty and give as good as she gets, but she also turns bright red and runs the other way when any of us make a s.e.xual comment towards her. I know Remy has done this on multiple occasions, so this shouldn't surprise anyone.

"I choose to believe she's saving it for us." I won't let my mind believe anything else. Why would someone as pure and perfect as her still have her virginity intact? We've had to scare away plenty of men who've tried to come on to her. h.e.l.l, we have a female guard who we always keep on her whenever she leaves the building. We wanted to make sure no man gets too close without our knowing, and many have tried. I'm sure Leila would give us h.e.l.l if she knew about her bodyguard, but that doesn't matter now. She kept pushing and pushing us away, so we might as well just knock down her walls and take what we want.

I know she wants this. Or maybe she's not so sure, scared even. Three men can be a lot to take on, but she'll soon learn there's no fighting this, and if she gives us what we want we'll give her everything. She'll never want for anything. If she wants to lie on a beach all day we'll take her, if she wants to talk until her voice goes hoa.r.s.e we'll listen, if she wants to be pleasured every hour of every day we can do that. With the three of us, there's nothing we can't give her.

"f.u.c.king h.e.l.l, her p.u.s.s.y is going to be so G.o.dd.a.m.n tight. I've never been with a virgin," Remy says as he reaches down to confirm her tightness. He slips his fingers between her folds, sliding one finger into her p.u.s.s.y and pumping in and out.

"I can't even remember the last time I was with someone," Kellan adds, and I nod. Me neither. We've been too busy. In college, the three of us really bonded one night as we talked about our dreams and desires in life. We wanted to seek out those desires together, and we said we'd find the perfect woman for that. One who would fit the three of us perfectly. So until that day, we wouldn't play and soil ourselves on the path to finding her.

Maybe that's why we've gotten a little out of hand now. We've been waiting so long for our one, only to have her push us away. It can make a man break, and we've finally broken. I dragged Kellan and Remy with me, knowing they'd be all too happy to finally give in to what we want.

Remy continues to play with her p.u.s.s.y, and I watch, licking my lips.

"What does she feel like?" My voice is gruff. I can't wait to find out for myself.

"Like heaven, like she's going to fit us like a glove." Remy pulls his finger out of her, making Leila's hips rise like she wants it back inside her. He slides the finger into his mouth, closing his eyes like it's the best thing he's ever tasted. The sight is more than I can take, and I'm on her.

Quickly, I bury my face between her legs. She jerks against me, raising her hips as high her bindings will allow her. I steal the opportunity to slide my hands under her lush a.s.s, spreading her a.s.s cheeks apart and keeping her a few inches off the bed. It exposes every inch of her to me, and I have access to both of her holes. I lick from her puckered hole to her p.u.s.s.y, sliding my tongue in and out, tasting her virginity.

"Don't eat it all. I want a taste, too," Remy growls, and I look up to see a hungry look on his face as he watches me devour her. Kellan has one breast in his mouth and the other in his hand as he gets a taste for himself.

Remy leans down next to Leila and licks her neck, trailing kisses up to her ear before he wraps his hand around her throat. I can tell he isn't gripping her tightly, just laying his hand there and letting her know she's under our control. He leans in closely, whispering into her ear. "You're going to be a good girl and won't fight me when I untie your legs. I wouldn't want to take Damon's treat away from him, because I'll have to spank your p.u.s.s.y if you do."

Leila's p.u.s.s.y clenches around my tongue that I have buried inside her. His words are turning her on and she moans around the gag.

"We share everything, Leila. I'm sure you've noticed that by now. Just like right now Damon's going to share your virgin holes with me," Remy says before he makes his way to the end of the bed.

I grab Leila's thighs in a strong grip, unsure of what's she's going to do when the binds come free. I suck her c.l.i.t into my mouth tasting her warm tangy juices, hoping to calm her with pleasure so she doesn't try to break free of my hold.

When I feel Remy climb onto the bed, I know the binds are gone, and like most things with the three of us, we're already on the same page. Together we turn Leila on her side and I move so her p.u.s.s.y is in front of my face, while Remy is behind her, his face against her a.s.s.

I grip her leg, throwing it over my shoulder and tighten my hold when I feel her try to move. I bury my mouth deep between her thighs, taking in her scent as her juices coat my face.

I feel Remy move in closer behind her, and I use my other hand to reach up and grab her a.s.s, spreading her cheeks for him. He buries his face in her a.s.s so we can eat together. I suck on her c.l.i.t for just a second before going back to f.u.c.king her with my tongue. I want more of her on my face, but when I feel Remy's hand move to her opening, I go back to her c.l.i.t, leaving him to finger-f.u.c.k her. He's getting her ready for our c.o.c.ks, and that's the most important thing.