Crack the Whip [Dark Days Ranch 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Jenny May

  “When I ask you a question, you answer appropriately. You say, yes Damien. I want to hear my name on your lips, always. My name. No one else’s. Unless, of course, Austin asks you a question. Then you will use his name. But you belong to us. Every time you say our names, I will know you understand that you know you are ours. Now, I’ll ask you again. Do you understand, doll?”

  “Yes, Damien.” She gripped the shower door’s handle, praying her knees wouldn’t go out. That tone. That energy. God, she’d never wanted something so much in her life as she craved to feel him on top of her.

  “Good girl. You may go lay down now.”

  Cold air rushed against her skin and Georgina grabbed one of the robes hanging on the wall. She wrapped it around her tightly.

  “Oh, and Georgina.”

  Damien’s head was peering out of the door. “Yes, Damien?”

  He smiled. “I bought you something this morning before I came back to the ranch. It’s lying on top of the dresser in a gift box. Put it on.” The door shut and Georgina made her way into the room. A black box with red ribbon caught her attention. The bow came undone in her fingers and a gasp fell from her mouth. She pulled the black corset and matching panties up. Underneath them were some black stockings. The reflection caught her attention and she stared at herself holding the lingerie. Holy hell, she was definitely in over her head.

  The robe fell to her feet and she slipped the panties and stockings on first. The black lace thong fit perfectly and she tried not to get self-conscious. Women wore these all the time. Maybe it was her time too. She’d been a tomboy her whole life. At seeing her blonde curls hanging over her heavy breasts, accompanied with the sexy panties and stockings, she actually thought she looked good.

  Georgina untied the back of the corset so it could be loose while she fastened the front. Once she had all the hooks into place, she drew the strings tighter and watched the hourglass figure appear. “Wow.” She swallowed past the shock and tied a bow. Her breasts were practically overflowing from the top as she stood up straight.

  It was time. She crawled into bed and lay in the middle, waiting. While she stared up at the ceiling, she denied any negative thoughts entry. This moment would not be ruined by what-ifs or fear. She somehow unexplainably trusted these men, and she knew it was from the bond. But instead of worrying about how the mating process was changing her mind, she was more interested in what these two had in store for her.

  * * * *

  Austin bit his lips as Damien’s hand tightened around the thickness of his cock. “Tell me what you like. What gets you off like nothing else, Austin?”

  He looked up into dark eyes. “I haven’t really got to explore into the depths of it, but I like nails in my back. Fingers in my hair, pulling hard.”

  “You like pain, then. Interesting. I took you more for a dom. You definitely have the power for one.”

  “Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’m pretty sure I could go both ways. Just not sure if I want to.”

  Damien pushed him against the wall, pinning him there. His hand stroked down Austin’s length and he moaned at the tight pressure against his tip. “I have no doubt you can. We’ll experiment though and see what you like the most. Now, let’s go check on our Georgie. I think it’s time we lock those doors of fear inside her mind and show her exactly why she should embrace this mating.”

  Austin nodded. His cock was so damn hard he could feel the ache in his toes. The water shut off and Damien handed him a robe. The moment Austin caught a glimpse of Georgina in the black corset he nearly came on the spot.

  “I knew you’d look gorgeous.” Damien stood at the bottom of the bed. “Stand up and turn around for me.”

  Georgina sat up and her breasts were overflowing against the restraint. Austin groaned while she lifted to stand on the bed and turned around. Her ass had his hand going to his mouth. “All that’s holy, her ass is delicious looking. Hot damn.”

  Damien laughed. “Indeed. Come here, Georgie.” He waved her over and held up his hand to help her down. Why don’t you sit down at the vanity and let me show you why I call you doll.”

  Makeup began to appear as Damien took it out of the little drawers on the front. He kneeled before her and began applying color to her face. “Always dark eyeliner and red lips in the bedroom. No questions as to why. Just know that I like it, and you will wear it.”

  “Yes, Damien,” she whispered.

  A few minutes went by while Austin waited. His mate stepped back and revealed a brand-new looking Georgina. Austin couldn’t believe the transformation. Without, makeup, she was more than he could have asked for. The new her was something out of his darkest dreams.

  “Let’s go explore through my boxes. What do you say?” Damien smiled at them and held his hand out to Georgina. She stood and smiled at him. Austin instantly felt butterflies go through his stomach. There was no way he’d been this lucky when it came to having mates.

  “If that’s what you want…Damien,” Georgie said, hesitantly.

  “It is.” He held his hand to Austin, and they all three headed for a door that was at the back of the kitchen. Georgina paused outside the stairs.

  “You don’t want to come down?”

  She looked at the concrete steps and then back up at Damien. “My stockings will snag. I don’t have any shoes.”

  “Austin, would you like to do the honors?” Damien flipped on a light and headed down the stairs. As he leaned down and scooped her into his arms, her scent hit hard. Damn she smelt good. Austin could feel his cock start to harden again at having her so close to him. They got to the bottom of the stairs and he lowered her to the tile floor. He didn’t want to, but with his hand gripping into the softness of her ass, he knew he was asking for trouble if he kept her against him for long.

  “Oh my…”

  The shock in Georgina’s voice had him tearing his eyes from her body for the first time since they’d made it downstairs. The first thing Austin’s gaze connected with was a large X standing toward the far wall.

  “St. Andrew’s cross,” Damien said, as if to answer the unspoken question.

  What looked like cuffs hung from each point. His eyes traveled next to some kind of bench, containing restraints, too. At the very end of the room was a bed. As he took in more things he had never seen before, he turned to Damien. “Interesting. So, which is your favorite, and what does it involve?”

  “I love them all. But I wouldn’t really say I have a favorite. As for what they do, you’ll see in good time.” Damien took Georgina’s hand. “Do you trust me, Georgie?” He stared deep into her eyes. “If I locked you into something, do you have faith that I won’t hurt you?”

  Georgina paused and glanced at Austin. Her eyes went to the cross before settling back on him. “I trust you, Damien. I would like to see how that one works.”

  “Good choice. Now go. Stand over there and let Austin strap you in. I have a few boxes to go through before we can start.”

  The cross was padded with red leather. Georgina fitted herself against it and looked up at him. The buckles were hanging by a short expanse of chain. Austin couldn’t control the shiver of excitement that rushed through his body.

  As he buckled in Georgina’s hands, he took in how vulnerable she was up there. He had to swallow hard against reality. He’d handcuffed a girl once, but it had never given him this sort of satisfaction. The trust she was administering in him and Damien was unbelievable. Hours ago Georgina had been hell-bent against this bonding, and now she was submitting herself to them in the most profound way she could.

  “Why?” Austin whispered in her ear. He buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent deeply. As he lifted, he ran his cheek against the smoothness of her skin. “Tell me why you want to do this? Why you’ve changed your mind?”

  The pink tip of her tongue traced against her full lips. “This isn’t easy for me, Austin. Not even close. My mind is conflicted. Where one side is convinced that this is going to end badly, there’
s my wolf instinct that is begging for me to just submit to this mating and let it take me where it goes. It’s winning. I can feel the fear fading, fast. With every touch, a little more uncertainty disappears. And that scares me too.

  But with everything, I can’t get over what Damien said. The words just keep repeating in my head. I think he’s right. I’m not my mother. I’m not my brother. I’m me. For now on I decide what I want out of life.” She paused. “I think I want this mating. I’m scared when I focus on the details too much, but I can’t fight the way either of you make me feel.”

  Austin’s heart soared at her words. “We’re going to take such good care of you, Georgina. You’ll see. Fear never has to play a role in your life again. If it does, just say something. Damien and I will make it go away. We’ll do everything in our power to give you a sense of love and safety.”

  “I know you will.” Georgina’s mouth pressed against his and Austin’s wolf roared to life. He was so ready to claim her. The soft fabric between her legs was soaked with wetness. Slowly, he moved his fingers beneath the barrier and let her juices coat over his fingertips.

  Damien walked up next to him. “Let me taste.” Austin brought the two fingers he was rubbing against her pussy to Damien’s mouth. A soft sound came from Georgina as she watched. “Fuck,” Damien moaned, closing his eyes. “Take off the panties, and strap her legs in.”

  The riding crop in Damien’s hand caught Austin’s attention. He slid the panties to the floor and latched the buckles. He wanted to ask what Damien planned on doing with it, but he was already sure he knew. Plus, Georgina trusted him, and that meant Austin knew he needed to keep his mouth shut and do the same.

  Chapter 6

  “I’m going to experiment with you. Basically there are three colors that most beginners use. Red, yellow, and green. Green meaning you’re enjoying yourself, and you’re okay with the amount of pain. Yellow, you’re bordering your limit. And red. Once you call red I stop what I’m doing immediately. Let’s start there since this is all new. Once you learn your way around things, we can come up with a safe word best suited for you.”

  Damien traced the firm end of the riding crop down the length of Georgina’s restrained arm. From the moment she said she wanted on the cross, a satisfying fulfillment settled over him. He knew when he’d actually got her to kneel that first day that she’d be the perfect submissive for him. And already, she was proving to be just that. What he hadn’t expected was the virginity. God, he could still feel her tight pussy around the head of his cock.

  “You were quite stubborn on our first encounter, Georgie. I haven’t forgotten that.”

  “I was.” She paused. “I don’t regret it. Not one bit.”

  Damien tried to hold in the smile that wanted to surface. His Georgie was quite the feisty little thing.

  “No?” He lightly tapped the crop against the mound of her overflowing breast. She looked down toward the corset, and tilted her head at him.

  “If you want to slap that somewhere, I could think of a spot.”

  Damien’s mouth parted. He couldn’t help it. “I beg your pardon? How innocent are you, exactly?”

  Her mouth twisted. “From a man’s touch, one hundred percent. From my own…zero. I’ve made myself come five times in one day before.”

  Damien looked over at Austin. For the first time in his life he was speechless. A virgin. Yet, a very naughty one. Damn he was hot for her. “Well, doll, five times isn’t shit. I’m going to make you come so much, you’re not going to have anything left for me to lick out of you.” He brought the riding crop up between her legs, and centered the flat end over her clit. Gently, he connected it with her skin. The small slapping sound was quickly overpowered by her sucking in air.

  “You can take more than that.” Damien traced her inner thigh with the handle. He flicked his wrist, spun the crop around, and brought the flat end to her clit again. That time a little harder. The action was so fast that he saw her eyes grow wide. At the contact a moan poured from her mouth.

  “What was that trick?” She breathed heavily, and moved against the restraints.

  Damien paced in front of her. All the while he lightly tapped the crop against her thighs. “You don’t worry about that. You focus on what you feel. A good sub doesn’t ask questions, Georgina. And that’s what you are. You’re my submissive. My doll. My sex slave. Mine.” He turned to Austin. “And depending on where Austin lies, you might end up being his too. That’s yet to be determined. Who knows?” He ran his eyes up and down his male mate. “I might end up getting another one of these crosses, and have you both at my mercy.” Damien stopped tapping the crop and spun the handle back to trace up her thighs. “Unless you’d like to dominate him.”

  “Me? I’m not sure I could.” She shook her head. “No.”

  Damien slapped her clit again. “No, what?” His eyes narrowed. “I thought we went over this already.”

  “No, Damien.”

  “Good girl.” He turned to Austin. “Get me that flogger from the box.” Damien lowered and ran his tongue down the length of Georgina’s slit. She was so swollen and wet already. Pushing his tongue up, he separated her folds and breached her opening.

  “Damien.” Georgina’s head flung back and forth sending blonde curls flying everywhere.

  Damien spread her wide with his thumbs and sucked her clit into her mouth. “You like that?”

  “Yes, Damien.” A scream left her mouth as he did it again.

  He could feel her fighting against the cuffs. Slowly, he slid his finger inside and noticed that although it was tight, he could easily fit another. “You want more?” He circled the tip of his tongue just around her clit, careful not to make direct contact.

  She nodded and immediately stopped at his look. “Yes, Damien. I want more. I want you to make me come.”

  Austin handed him the flogger and he stood. “Soon. Your night of coming nonstop isn’t this one. You’ll come, but not repeatedly like I mentioned before. That’ll be for when we have you completely broken in.”

  Leather wisped through the air as Damien twirled the flogger around in a circle. The strands repeatedly brushed against her thighs softly. He wouldn’t test her pain on the flogger. Not yet. This time was all about stimulation.

  Slowly, he paced in front of her. The longer he let the leather caress her skin, the more she began to squirm. “Don’t forget your colors, Georgie. They’re your lifeline.”

  “No, you’re my lifeline,” she whispered. “You and Austin.”

  Damien froze. Georgina’s cheeks blossomed with color and she looked down. Those few words had nearly stopped his heart. The pounding that followed shook his entire chest. “Yes, doll, we are. As you are with us. Never forget that.”

  “Austin, why don’t you take our Georgie down and move her to the bed. I think she’s well beyond ready.” He stepped forward and Damien pulled him into his body. At the feel of Austin’s hard cock under the robe he locked his hand at the base of his neck and pulled his head back, by his hair.

  “On your knees.” Damien watched as he lowered himself. “Where are we with you, Austin? Have you figured out what side of the spectrum you’re on? Sub? Dom? Switch? Or are you still undecided?”

  Damien was swept off his feet so fast he hadn’t seen it coming. Austin pinned his hands over his head and covered his body. “Can’t I be both, depending on my mood?”

  “That’s pretty much what a switch is.” He licked his lips. “I have to admit, no one’s ever done this to me before.” The weight of Austin’s body pressed into him.

  “There’s a first time for everything. Seeing you dominate Georgina makes me want to dominate you. Maybe not on all your little toys, but like this. Oh yeah. I want you at my mercy. Underneath me.”

  The power in his tone had Damien narrowing his eyes. His wolf just would not be dominated. “I think I told you to get Georgina down. Now do it, and apologize to her for making her wait.” Austin paused, and then stood.


  “Sorry about that, Georgina.” The sound of him unbuckling the cuffs filled the room.

  Great. Damien wasn’t at all sure what to do. His life of being the dominant one was about to become a bit shaky, and although he liked Austin on top of him, he wasn’t at all sure how that was going to play out with his overall personality. They were mates. It had to work out, didn’t it? Damn, he was confused. Well, they had nothing but time. He’d take it day by day. Hopefully, everything would fall into place. If not, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do.

  Georgina walked to the foot of the bed and hesitated. Her gaze shot to him. “Damien, may I take this off?”

  The redness of her skin caught his attention and he came to her. “Allow me.” The hooks were easy enough to unlatch. Once he got the corset off, he let it fall to the ground. Their eyes connected and he held her stare as he lowered to his knees and began kissing the redness, gently. “I’m proud of you, Georgina. You were very brave getting on that cross. I could have hurt you, and yet, you put a deep amount of trust into me. You don’t know how much that means.”

  His hands gripped her outer thighs and he stood, pulling her to straddle his waist. The robe he wore separated as he laid her in the middle of the bed. “Now, Austin and I are going to take turns loving your body. We’re also going to please each other, too. I want you to take it all in. Don’t close your eyes from what’s happening. This is who we all are. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Damien. I enjoy watching the two of you.”

  “Good.”

  Austin crawled to the other side of Georgina and Damien studied him. This guy was a complete mystery. He could take orders like a submissive, yet the dom he had buried inside of him was a beast to be reckoned with. The key as to why was linked to the wolf he harbored. It was tied to his personality. That was a given. Everyone who had their gift was molded by their creature. And Damien had gotten a good show of his earlier. He’d seen how Austin had snapped Michael’s knee. His wolf was strong. Question was, how strong? Was it enough to be dominant, or would he choose to ultimately submit?