Dominion (Alpha Domain #1)

by Arabella Abbing

  “Will someone please tell me what the hell is going on?” I demanded, not liking the way I was so obviously out of the loop.

  Despite Amber’s protests, John looked me dead in the eye and said, “I asked her if she ever fantasized about having a threesome. She said yes.”

  “John, stop!” Amber yelled, marching in front of him and pointing a finger right in his face. “You have no right—”

  “When I asked if she would have one with the two of us, she yanked down her dress.”

  Amber’s jaw dropped open and I clenched mine. If she refused to answer that with a simple no…

  Then it could’ve only meant yes.

  “OH MY GOD! How dare you?! I have half a nerve to—”

  I didn’t see the need to let her continue reaming John for telling me what I desperately wanted to hear. Instead, I gripped the forearm she still had in midair and spun her around, giving her a split second to gasp in surprise before I covered her mouth with my own.

  She tasted just like I remembered. Like everything I ever wanted. Like heaven.

  Only this time, she didn’t push me away. I wrapped my arms around her back and tugged her against me, unable to fight back a groan when she melted into my embrace.

  Fuck, this was actually happening. She was really in my arms, kissing me back. Parting her lips to give me a better taste of her sweet mouth.

  I wanted more, but I wasn’t an animal. I pulled her back by the hair, knowing I wouldn’t be able to force myself to stop any other way. She looked up at me in a daze, clearly just as affected by the kiss as I was.

  “Would you?” I breathlessly asked.

  “Huh?”

  “Would you have us both?”

  She didn’t verbally respond, but her slight nod was all I needed to see. John grinned at me from over her shoulder and I had to choke back my gratitude before I started thanking him. I was completely aware that if it wasn’t for him, none of this would be happening.

  “Come to bed with us,” I murmured as I ghosted my hands down her back until I was lightly cupping her firm ass.

  She nodded again, then breathed out, “Bed. Now.”

  * * *

  Amber

  I never thought something like this would happen to me. Never.

  The moment I consented to go to bed with them, John lifted me off my feet and carried me towards the staircase bridal-style. I kept an arm around his neck until we got to the foot of the stairs and he let me down.

  “It’ll work better for me if I carry you the rest of the way like this,” he vaguely explained before he kicked apart my legs and lifted me again.

  I immediately wrapped my arms and legs around him and moaned when I felt his erection pressing right against my center. He clenched his jaw as every step he took ground his cock against me, giving more of the delicious friction. Allen followed behind us, gazing up at me with an almost adoring look on his face.

  Fuck. These two were going to kill me. I was almost certain of it.

  As we made our way to the bedroom, I craned my neck to look over John’s shoulder at the tent in Allen’s slacks. I could feel just how big John was and I wondered if Allen was just as gifted.

  Judging by the glaringly obvious outline of Allen’s dick, I was guessing yes.

  John kicked open Allen’s bedroom door and stepped in, setting me gently on my feet as Allen shut the door of the bedroom. I was about to sit down on the edge of the bed when John’s hands found the top of my dress and yanked, pulling the garment down until it was around my ankles. I instinctively moved to cover myself, but it was a useless move.

  John gripped my wrists and pulled my arms away as he pointed out, “Not like we haven’t see it before, darling. In much better lighting than this.”

  He had a valid point, but it didn’t calm my nerves as much as I wanted it to. Still, I managed to gather up enough courage to step out of my dress, leaving me completely bare.

  John cupped the globes of my ass roughly in his hands and squeezed, pulling a moan from deep in the back of my throat that grew louder when he hauled me against his body. He leaned down to kiss me just like Allen did and I was so lost in the kiss that I jumped when I felt a second pair of hands running over my neck and shoulders.

  I tossed my head back when Allen’s hands went around my front and forced their way between John and I just enough for him to cup my full breasts and lightly pinch my nipples. John’s head dipped down to kiss my neck and Allen moved his lips to the other side.

  Goosebumps broke out all over my flesh from the sensation of having so much stimulation at once. If foreplay was this mind-blowing, I couldn’t even imagine how I was going to react during actual sex with these two at the same time.

  The thought of what the three of us were about to do made a flood of wetness pool between my legs. I was still shocked by the turn of events and the part of my brain still trying to grip onto logic was telling me it was probably way too soon to do this considering I’d just kind of broken up with Chris.

  Not to mention the terrifying reality of what my stepbrother and his best friend did for a living.

  But my body disagreed with those concerns. I arched back towards Allen and pressed my ass into his erection, earning a startled grunt for my efforts. He pressed forward hard, his length settling between my cheeks as it strained against his pants.

  I shoved the logical part of my brain to the side. Sure, a lot had happened in the past two days and I was fresh out of a relationship, but it felt like sex between Allen and I was long overdue.

  John being involved was a bonus. An incredibly sexy bonus.

  Surrendering completely to my body’s desires and the two men who were overwhelming me with attention, I breathlessly moaned, “Fuck me.”

  Both of their heads jerked up at once like they were surprised by my whispered request, giving me the impression that they both thought I was going to back out. To illustrate the fact that I was planning to do no such thing, I reached one hand behind me and the other in front, grasping their cocks firmly before rubbing my palms up and down their lengths.

  Both men shuddered and leaned closer and the rush of power I got made me even wetter. I longed to have both of them touching me between my legs, touching the place that ached for them.

  “Please,” I gasped as I continued to rub their hard cocks through their pants.

  As if snapping out of a trance, both men abruptly pulled away from me. I whimpered at the loss of body heat until Allen lifted me off my feet and carefully deposited me on his king size bed. I propped up on my elbows to watch as they each kicked off their shoes and pulled off their socks before coming up to lay on either side of me.

  “How do you want this?” John asked as he toyed with one of my tight nipples.

  “I- I don’t know,” I replied, unsure of what he meant.

  “Do you want us both in you at once?” he clarified. “Or one at a time?”

  Even though my clit pulsed at the thought of double penetration, a small spike of fear stopped me from asking for it. I wanted them individually first.

  “One at a time. Just— I want the other thing later.”

  John rolled onto his back and began to palm his hard length through his jeans. “I guess you’re up, buddy.”

  I frowned even as Allen moved to lay on top of me.

  “Wait, no. I want to suck you.”

  John’s eyebrows raised even as his pupils dilated. “But you said—”

  “I thought you meant one in my pussy and one in my ass.”

  Allen groaned and buried his face against my neck. “You want one of us in your ass?”

  “Not this time, but eventually.”

  “You’re fucking perfect,” John muttered as he sat up and rolled me onto my stomach.

  He pulled me up to drape across his hips and I immediately put my mouth against the hard bulge of his cock and breathed out hard through my mouth, pulling a groan out of John as my breath warmed his cock. I felt Allen moving around behind me
and tugging up my hips to give him a better view of my pussy.

  “You’re soaked, Amber,” he whispered, his warm breath ghosting across my ass.

  The bed dipped as Allen moved around behind me while I continued to tease John through the thick denim. Allen’s hands gripped the flesh of my hips and his fingers twitched against me right before his tongue licked a long line up my slit.

  My back arched and I moaned, not able to hold back the sound brought on by the exquisite sensation. I pushed my ass backward, searching for more of his tongue and he didn’t disappoint. There was no hesitation—Allen groaned low in his throat and surged forward, licking his way over my folds and teasing my entrance.

  “Fuck!” I cried as he gripped my hips hard and pulled me forward, holding me in place and keeping me from grinding down against him.

  Desperate for something distract me from Allen’s blatant teasing, I opened my eyes and looked up at John, noting the way he was gazing down at me with lust while he gently ran his fingers through my hair.

  Realizing they were both still fully dressed, I growled in frustration and reached up to tug at the zipper of his jeans.

  “Off. Take them off.”

  John’s huge hands covered my own and he pushed them away, taking over the task of undoing his pants and shoving them down himself. My eyes landed on the tented boxers and I immediately moved to wrap my lips around his shaft through the cotton.

  “Fucking hell,” John growled as he pulled me away from his cock by the hair. “No more teasing.”

  I shook my head as much as I could in his tight grip, my eyes following the motion of his free hand as he managed to work his boxers over his thick length and shove them down enough to give me enough room to touch.

  Before he had a chance to direct me down to his cock, Allen’s lips closed around my clitoris and sucked, making stars burst behind my eyes and my head tip back as I shouted at the ceiling. I could feel his muffled growls against my skin and I instantly knew that he timed it like that on purpose.

  Allen was a possessive man and he obviously didn’t like that I was about to have John’s cock in my mouth. I could already see how this threesome might wind up.

  Irritated that he was trying to shut John out, I fought the reactions of my body and brought my head down, licking the leaking tip of John’s cock before sliding the flat of my tongue down the underside of his shaft. John’s fist tightened in my hair as he sucked in a harsh breath, only releasing it when I brought my lips back up and gently wrapped them around the head.

  “Look at me,” his gravelly voice commanded.

  I opened my eyes through the onslaught of pleasure Allen was still bringing my body and shuddered at the heated look John was giving me. I hollowed my cheeks and kept my eyes locked on him as I slid down and took as much of his cock into my mouth as I possibly could.

  John’s tortured groan as his head fell back would have made me smile if my lips hadn’t been so tightly stretched around his massive girth.

  I felt a finger toying at my entrance and I whimpered, pushing my hips lightly back and shivering when I felt the tip slide into me. Allen’s expert tongue paused as he sunk his finger all the way in, letting it settle for a moment before he began slowly pumping it in and out.

  I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled my lips off John’s cock and ignored his pleading whisper, turning back to look at Allen as I begged, “Fuck me, Allen. Please.”

  He rose from his position and kept his eyes on mine as he slowly began stripping off his clothes. The shirt went first and I felt my mouth go dry at the sight of his cut abs and ripped chest.

  My perusal of his body faltered for a brief moment when my gaze landed on the unmistakable sight of bullet wounds, but John moving around beneath me pulled me away from the momentary distraction.

  “On your knees, baby. Let me sit up.”

  I did as instructed, watching as he pulled his shirt over his head to reveal an equally cut body as my stepbrother’s.

  God, they’re like male models or something.

  Male models with quite a number of scars.

  I was ashamed to admit that looking down at the knife wound on John’s body turned me on more than a little bit. I caressed the edge of the scar with gentle fingers, surprised when I saw his body shudder from the light touch.

  The bed dipped again as Allen got off and causally strolled to his nightstand, pulling out two condoms before making his way back over to the bed. I twisted around until I was sitting on the edge and beckoned him to me with a crooked finger.

  When he was standing between my legs, I shakily started working off his belt, Allen’s intense eyes trained on mine even as his pants and boxer briefs pooled at his feet.

  Curiosity beat my desire to hold his gaze and my eyes slowly drifted down his body—tensed like he was ready to attack. His muscles were sculpted as if made out of marble, not an ounce of body fat marring the perfection of this piece of art.

  Then there was his cock. Just as impressive as John’s, if not more so. I was vaguely aware that the main difference between the two was that this one belonged to Allen—otherwise the two men were definitely on even playing ground.

  It twitched as I continued to stare and the slight movement tore me out of my thoughts. I reached up to run my fingers over it, grinning up at Allen when he shivered. He gripped my wrist and pulled me to stand in front of him, craning his neck for a kiss as John caressed my ass from behind. With two men focused on me, every touch seemed magnified.

  I would never get enough of this.

  When Allen finally broke away from my lips, he stared down at me and ordered, “Turn around.”

  I turned on my feet and met John’s waiting lips, parting them the moment I felt his tongue gently press against the seal of my mouth. I moaned as we all slowly moved as one—John lying back on the bed and Allen easing me forward from behind.

  When I was fully bent over John, my sought out his hard length again but I paused as the crinkle of a condom wrapper seemed to echo in the room. Shivers of anticipation ran through me and I arched my back, trying to get my ass higher in the air.

  Allen gently caressed the twin globes, pulling them apart and pushing them together while softly groaning. He seemed to be savoring the moment, so I turned my head to lick a long stripe up John’s cock while I waited.

  “I’ve waited so fucking long for this,” Allen whispered and my answering moan was muffled around the head of John’s cock. “You ready?”

  I popped off and turned my head back when I felt him purposely brushing the tip against my slick folds.

  “Yes, yes. Please.”

  I watched his jaw clench as he aligned himself and pushed forward, burying his massive length in me with a single fluid stroke.

  “Oh god, you’re huge!” I cried out as my walls burned from the stretch.

  Allen shuddered and leaned forward, resting one of his palms beside me on the edge of the bed.

  “So fucking tight,” he groaned, flexing his hips back and forth minutely. “Feels even better than I imagined.”

  I moaned at the mental picture of Allen stroking his cock and bringing himself to orgasm while thinking about me. It made me feel powerful to think that I could bring a man like him to his knees and when my body finally adjusted to his size, I whimpered as I waited for him to start thrusting.

  “Move, Allen. Please,” I begged after it became clear that he was waiting for permission.

  “Yes,” he breathed, pulling out a few inches before pushing back in.

  He started off slowly, keeping his body draped over mine as he eased himself in and out of my sex. I swallowed hard and turned back to John, letting him twist my hair back into his hand and direct my mouth down on his cock.

  After Allen’s ministrations had already worked me into a frenzy, the sound of their combined groans set my body on fire—my orgasm seemingly so close, but still so far away. While I knew Allen wanted to savor this, I was desperate to come.

  I whimpe
red around John’s cock as I slid my mouth up and down, tightening my lips and increasing the suction until he was panting above me, trying to maintain the hold on his thin sliver of control.

  I wanted to snap that string. I wanted them both as out of control as I felt.

  I lifted my mouth from his cock and turned back to Allen.

  “Harder. Fuck me, Allen.”

  He growled and straightened his back, gripping my hips tightly before thrusting so hard it pushed me further up the bed, my chin knocking into John’s cock. John tightened his hold on my hair and lifted me up, leading my lips back to him.

  It was more difficult than I thought it would be to focus on sucking John while Allen brutally pounded into me from behind. His pleasured grunts seemed to ring in my ears and I moaned around John’s thick length, the sounds sending vibrations through his cock and pulling strangled groans from his throat.

  “Is this how you like it, Amber? You like being fucking pounded?”

  I moaned around John’s cock again, hoping Allen would realize that it meant yes.

  “Good. Because I like it rough,” he grunted, punctuating his words with a particularly hard snap of his hips.

  I knew it wasn’t going to take long before I came and John seemed to realize it too. He pulled me off his cock and held my head upright, his free hand going to his length to stroke it in time with the speed Allen fucked me with.

  “Gonna come, sweetheart? Let’s hear those moans,” John panted.

  I nodded and whimpered, the sound trailing into a scream when I felt Allen’s hand deliver a hard slap to my ass. His thrusts were brutally hard and his hand left my ass stinging as he slammed it down again and again.

  Even though I had never experimented with spanking, I wasn’t entirely surprised to find that it was spurring me on even more. My thighs started to shake as my climax approached.

  “Come for me, baby,” Allen’s tight voice commanded.

  His words and tone were the last things I needed to send me soaring over the edge, screaming as I had the hardest orgasm of my life. My eyes slammed shut against the pleasure as my body shook and writhed in Allen’s hands.