Taking What's Naughty (Forced Submission Book 6) Read online

  Taking What’s NAUGHTY

  by

  Alexa Riley

  Contents

  Taking What’s NAUGHTY

  Copyright

  Dedication

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Taking What’s MINE

  Synopsis

  Colton

  Stalk the Author

  Also by Alexa Riley

  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 smut at the edge of safe, this filthy story has your name on it!

  Copyright © 2015 by Alexa Riley. All rights reserved.

  No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, email to [email protected]

  http://alexariley.com/

  Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

  Edited by Aquila Editing

  For Belle… You dirty, dirty girl.

  For Sir… May you never get her clean.

  Chapter 1

  Damon

  I lean back in my chair, my cock already throbbing with anticipation 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 ass 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 asses 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 cocks deep inside her cunt every night as we filled her with our babies. Yeah. It might one hell 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 fucking 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 cum leak from the tip of my cock. 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 pussy on full display. I couldn’t stop myself from pulling my cock 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 cumming 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 cum 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. Hell, the phone tracking and taps on her phone should have been a red fucking 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 fucking 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 fucking long. I’m with you. I’ll do whatever it takes to have her and bind her ass to us. No more games.”

  “Fuck. She’s going to give us hell.” Remy stands, too, adjusting himself again and making it known that his body is up for her giving us hell. That’s going to be half the fun. As feisty as she can be, I can’t wait to shove my cock 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 cunt 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 cum, turn after turn, almos
t has me cumming in my five thousand dollar suit. She’s going to be fucking 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.

  “Fuck,” Kellan mutters, gripping his own cock through his pants. “Please tell me she’s fucking 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 pissed off Christmas treat we’re about to devour.

  Chapter 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 muffled.

  “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 fucking 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 cum 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 God, 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 pussy first.”

  “Fuck, you don’t have to tell me twice.” Remy starts unbuttoning 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 breasts 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 cock even harder as I imagine sliding it between her two fat tits. My ten-inch cock 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 cock peeking up through the top and touching her chin. God, 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 orgasms 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 cock 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 cock, 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 tits 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 bellybutton and nibbling on her softness.

  “Fuck!” Remy shouts, but he doesn’t cum. I look over and see him pinch the end of his cock to stop the flow of semen 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 cock is whose.”

  I look over and see Kellan is now gripping his cock 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 appetite.

  “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 pussy completely. The lips of her cunt are spread open, revealing her clit. 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 pussy, and I rub my hand along my covered cock 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 pussy, I can see her juices drip down between her ass 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 pussy disagrees with her words. Her sweet kitty is dripping for us. Isn’t that right, Leila?”

  I watch as her pussy clenches yet again, and I smile. Oh, our sweet little love is dirty.

  “I’ve gotta let it go. It’s too fucking 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 cum. He reaches down, squeezing his balls, getting out as much cum as he can and dumping it on her soft belly. Her stomach twitches as the splashes of cum hit it, and her thighs pull against the ropes, tightening them up. Leila’s pussy 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 cum 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 unbutton 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 damn 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.”

  “Fuck, don’t say it,” Remy says as he strokes his still-hard cock. 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.”

  Chapter 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 sexual 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. Hell, 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 hell 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.