“Comfortable?” he asked as his other hand smoothed circles over one ass cheek and then the other.
“Not really,” she responded, her face burning hot.
“Wrong question. Are you physically hurting?”
She thought about the question. Physically, she was comfortable. The room was warm, and she wasn’t twisted like a pretzel. Emotionally was another matter. She was embarrassed to be ass up over any man’s lap, mainly because her butt was big and flabby. Though she walked every day for exercise, she’d begun to notice that she was developing a secretary spread. “No, I’m not physically hurting.”
“Part of a Master’s job in a Dom/sub relationship is to push the sub’s limits, whether the limits are physical, emotional, or psychological. We’ve been testing your boundaries all night long, and this is just one more little nudge.” Dane stroked her, his gentle touch forcing her to relax. His tone remained soft and hypnotizing. “I know you’re not comfortable lying across my lap, though I don’t see why. You have a beautiful ass, a beautiful body. Lush and curvy, just like a woman’s supposed to look.”
“I’m too fat,” she muttered into the blanket, not surprised when Dane popped her left cheek.
“You are not fat. And you will not talk about yourself like that anymore. Ever.” The thread of steel in his voice grew more prominent. “Now, relax and take slow, deep breaths.”
Sloan tried to relax, but the plug being pulled from her made it difficult. She clenched, wanting to hold it in. Though it had felt strange to walk around with the equivalent of a large thumb up her butt, she’d grown used to the feeling of fullness.
* * * *
Dane pulled the small plug from her ass but didn’t immediately slide the larger one in its place. He couldn’t. He didn’t want her filled with plastic. He wanted her filled with him.
At the thought of sliding into her dark passage, all sleepiness fled. His cock went from semi-hard to throbbing in the span of two heartbeats. The instant erection left him a little lightheaded as the blood in his head raced to his crotch.
Dane rubbed one hand up and down Sloan’s back, feeling her slowly relax. Once she’d settled, he lubed up his left hand. It wouldn’t be ideal since he was right-handed, but it would work. He could get her loosened up and ready for their angel sandwich.
Knowing one of his fingers was bigger than the plug she’d worn for the last hours, Dane slid one slicked up finger in and held it steady as her muscles clenched down around him.
“Master?” She sounded confused when his finger curled and twisted and tickled all the side walls
“We’re going to speed up your training. I’ve got to be in this ass tonight. Take a deep breath and relax,” he instructed. He pulled the finger almost all the way out and then added a second one on the down stroke.
“It hurts.” Sloan shifted on his lap, fighting his possession.
Merlin moved in and kissed her. “Deep breaths, sweetie. In, out. Relax. It’ll feel good in a second.”
Dane pushed the fingers in as far as he could and held them still. When her muscles relaxed around him, he began a slow twisting, sliding motion that always drove Merlin crazy.
He knew he had her when Sloan shifted her hips up to meet his fingers. She moaned, “Ooh, faster please, Master.”
Once she’d relaxed enough, he repeated the process with a third finger. He added more lube as he needed to get Sloan ready for her next big adventure as a sexual submissive.
“Pet, prepare my cock. Then flat on your back and prepare your own.”
Merlin scrambled for the nightstand where he pulled out two condoms. After licking and then kissing the head of Dane’s cock, he rolled the condom down the shaft as easily as he could. He crawled up onto the bed to lay behind Dane so his hips were beside angel’s head. Then he sheathed his own cock in latex.
“Angel, I want you to crawl around so you’re sitting on pet’s cock. But do not climb on. Move slowly so you don’t lose my fingers.”
“Yes, Master,” Sloan panted.
She crawled off his lap and positioned herself so her wide open, dripping cunt rested along the iron-hard length of Merlin’s cock.
Dane shifted and followed her onto the bed, kneeling behind her. “I’m going to slide in first, and then we’ll get Merlin in your pretty little pussy. Is that all right with you, angel?”
“Mmm, yes, Master. Please fuck my ass.”
* * * *
Unused to such play, Sloan found her lust and need spiraling out of control. She needed this and wanted both men to fill her. What kind of a slut did that make her? Or was she just a very lucky woman? The thought flashed through her mind as Dane pulled his fingers from her, immediately replacing them with the large, hard tip of his cock.
Taking a deep breath, Sloan focused on relaxing and pushing back against the intruder. Her breath caught when his head passed through the first ring of muscle. The rest of his shaft slid easily until his hips settled against her ass.
“How you doing, angel?” he rumbled as he leaned over and covered her back with his chest.
“F-f-fine,” she stuttered, as her muscles clenched around his giant cock.
“You’re not hurting?” Merlin looked up at her. She knew he saw the strain and locked jaw as she tried to adjust to the tree trunk up her ass.
“No, Sir. Just need a minute to adjust,” she said through clenched teeth.
“Take all the time you need, sweet angel.” He lifted his head and kissed her.
When he shifted his hips to slide his cock against her, she no longer thought about the cock in her ass, but the one that waited to enter her pussy. How would he fit? Dane was already stretching her, filling her to capacity. There couldn’t be room for Merlin down there, as well, could there?
* * * *
When Merlin saw her tight expression relax, he looked over her shoulder at Dane and nodded. As his loving Master lifted the two of them, Merlin reached down and adjusted his cock to angle into angel’s entrance. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as she settled over him, much tighter than before because of Dane’s presence in her back hole.
The groan came from deep within him, a sound of true appreciation for this woman. She was their third. There was no doubt in his mind. He watched her eyes widen as she settled fully over him. The pressure was intense, and he found himself panting right along with her.
“Angel?” he asked again, not wanting to cause her discomfort. He already knew she would be sore in the morning even if they stopped right now.
“Um, stop? Wait? No, that’s not it. Yellow, please, Sir?”
“Need a moment to adjust?” Dane asked, needing to clarify her intentions. “You don’t want to stop, do you?”
“No, Master, not stop. I just need to catch my breath,” Sloan panted.
Merlin looked up and met Dane’s satisfied smile with one of his own. Oh yeah, Sloan was the woman for them. Now all they had to do was figure out how to keep her beyond Sunday evening.
“Deep breaths, angel. Relax and feel the pleasure in being full of your Master and Sir,” Merlin murmured as he brushed what he knew was an involuntary tear from her cheek.
* * * *
Sloan heard his voice, but didn’t understand his words. She felt his touch, but couldn’t react. She couldn’t do anything except lay between these two hot-bodied men and try not to scream. Her orgasm hovered over the bed like a thick cloud, ready to rain down on her.
All her muscles were contracting in anticipation, and she was afraid she might shatter before that release came. Finally, Merlin’s words began to penetrate. Slow, deep breaths, yeah, right, sure. How was she supposed to breathe slow and deep when her body felt like it was a single millimeter from being split in two?
Closing her eyes, she focused her breathing. Then she worked on relaxing. Once she could breathe without gasping, the need to come retreated just enough so she could speak. The fullness was no longer painful, but filled her with a deep sense of connection. She tried to
shift, but their lower bodies were so close together she couldn’t. She needed…
“More,” she whispered as she opened her eyes and met Merlin’s dark chocolate gaze. “I need more. Move. Fuck me, please.”
She watched Merlin’s gaze shift to look over her shoulder and nod. She sighed as Dane lifted from where he lay over her, skin to skin. As cool air wafted across her damp skin, his large hands wrapped around her hips.
He shifted her hips, showing her how to move so she would ride Merlin while stroking him as well. The men worked in tandem, one pulling out while the other pushed in. One long, hard cock always filled her.
She heard them murmur, to her and each other, but their words made no sense to her. Their warm and gentle tones were enough to assure her that they were pleased.
They became a sexual engine. Their movements gathered speed, but it wasn’t enough.
“More. Harder. Please,” Sloan panted as her lust built. She could feel her orgasm gather at the base of her skull then rocket down her spine, out to her fingers and toes then back again to gather in her pelvis. Just a little more, a little harder.
Dane’s fingers pressed deep into her skin as he moved her faster, harder, shoving her over the peak of her sexual mountain. She screamed as the orgasm exploded, filling every atom of her being with sexual fire.
Dane’s deep growl harmonized with Merlin’s cry as they followed her through the gateway of orgasmic bliss. She felt the added heat as their juices exploded from them and filled the latex sheaths separating their bodies. The knowledge that they’d all come together caused a second orgasm to roll over her, this one sending every muscle she’d relaxed into spasmodic clenching once again.
She rode it out, continuing to buck against the men. Finally, she collapsed against Merlin’s chest.
Dane rested heavily over her for a moment, a hot, wet human blanket. She felt his heart racing against her back and Merlin’s against her breast and smiled as blackness rolled over her.
* * * *
Once he’d regained his senses after the most intense sexual experience of his life, Dane wrapped his arms around both angel and pet and rolled them so they all lay on the bed. They remained connected though it was only a matter of time before spent cocks would drop from angel’s hot, loving core.
He kissed angel’s shoulder and neck. Looking at Merlin, he saw the same bone-deep satisfaction he felt. He also saw love in the man’s eyes and knew he felt the same way. They’d found their woman. An adventurous angel who completed them. Would she believe their love was true? Especially since they knew nothing about one another?
Leaning over her, he kissed Merlin before gently easing from Sloan’s back hole. With a sigh, he rolled from the bed. After cleaning up, he brought two warm cloths back to the bedroom. He handed one to Merlin before cleaning Sloan up. Once they were back in the bathroom, he brought the covers up over the figures in the bed before crawling back in himself. Sloan had rolled over in her sleep. Merlin snuggled against her back after Dane lifted her head to rest on his chest. As her breath softly caressed his skin, he allowed himself to enjoy the contented feeling that settled over his heart.
“She’s incredible, isn’t she?” Merlin asked, his soft words slurred with exhaustion.
Chapter 11
By Sunday evening, Sloan was wonderfully sore and carried a secret—she had fallen in love. Not with one or the other, but with both men.
They’d spent the entire weekend naked, putting on aprons only to cook meals. They’d even played in the well-screened backyard in the buff. The men were attentive and loving but not overbearing in their dominance. Their playtimes were eye-opening and enjoyable, even when Merlin introduced Sloan to his favorite flogger while Dane held her stretched across the bed.
They’d even allowed her some alone time Saturday afternoon to write. They only demanded that she share what she’d written over dinner. The resulting story was far from finished but was hotter than anything she’d written yet, and by the time she finished reading, her juices were pooling on the chair beneath her. She was not surprised when she looked up and found both men stroking themselves. Which led to Sloan’s next lesson in D/s lifestyle—being driven to and held just at the edge of orgasm for a long period of time.
After dinner Sunday evening, she climbed into Dane’s SUV wearing more clothes than she had when she’d arrived. The weather had turned colder during the afternoon, so Dane had loaned her one of his white dress shirts to wear. The tails hung halfway to her knees, covering more skin than the dress had. The men wore jeans and sweaters and looked just as handsome and sexy as they had in their leathers, or in nothing at all.
The trip to Esoteria was accomplished in a weighty silence. Once Dane parked in front of the club, both men looked at her, their expressions serious.
“Thank you for a wonderful weekend,” she said, blinking to keep her tears hidden.
How was she supposed to go back to her lonely, work-filled world now? She’d visited paradise and now had to walk away from it.
“Thank you for being such a wonderfully responsive subbie. Any time you want to play again, you know where we are.” Dane said.
Couldn’t she just check in with Jenna and Taurus and then follow them home again?
“Um, okay, I will.” Sloan fumbled with the door handle before it released, and she climbed out.
She closed the car door and waited for them to drive away. But the SUV didn’t drive away immediately. Looking over her shoulder, she saw the two men watching her intently. So they were gentlemen on top of everything else. With a sad sigh, she turned and headed for the club entrance. She wanted to throw herself in front of the vehicle and beg them to keep her, but they had only agreed to the weekend. It was time for her to return to her own life.
Pushing through the front door of Esoteria, she was surprised to find Taurus and Jenna standing just on the other side.
“We were beginning to worry about you,” Jenna said as she hugged her.
Once the woman released her, Taurus took control, holding her at arm’s length as he critically looked her up and down. “Are you all right?” He frowned when a single tear escaped her control to track down her right cheek.
“I’m fine,” Sloan lied. “It was an incredible weekend, but now it’s over.”
Taurus frowned but didn’t comment. Instead, he pulled her in and wrapped his arms around her. She shook like a malaria victim but focused on taking deep breaths. It was an effort, but she forced down the pain and sadness and love until she could think. How had she walked away from the best thing that had ever happened to her?
When she regained control, she lifted her head and pulled back. Thankfully, Taurus let her go.
“You want me to pay the bums a visit?” he asked in his best 1940s gangster imitation.
“No, Taurus. I want you to take me upstairs so I can change my clothes and go home.” Sloan tried to smile, but the effort fell flat.
“All right, but if you want me to beat them up, just let me know.” Taurus wrapped one arm around her and kissed her hair. They followed Jenna through the empty club to their private elevator.
Fifteen minutes later, after declining food, a night’s lodging, and the promised money for her time, Sloan walked out the service entrance alone. She climbed into her car wearing the jeans and Outer Banks T-shirt she’d worn to the club. It felt strange to wear her own clothes again, to drive her own car, to not have a man touching her in some way, even if it was just fingers combing through her hair or a hand resting on her thigh.
Though it had been only forty-eight hours, her weekend as a submissive changed her. Now she just had to figure out how to survive the rest of her life without Master and Sir.
* * * *
Merlin dropped his shoulders to the bed and relaxed his ass as Dane pushed his cock past the first ring of muscle. “I miss her. A lot.”
It had been six and a half days since they’d dropped Sloan off at Esoteria’s front door, and he wanted her back. Back i
n their lives, back in their bed, back in their arms.
“I miss her, too,” Dane admitted as he eased deeper. “I really thought she’d come by or call before now.”
“So what are we going to do about it?” Merlin looked over his shoulder at the man he loved more than life. “We both love her, right?”
“Yes.”
“We both want her here with us, right?” His words became breathless as Dane filled him to capacity.
“Yes.” Dane nodded as he canted his hips, trying to push his cock even deeper.
“We want to make her a part of our family, right?”
“Yes.” Dane leaned over until he could kiss Merlin’s neck.
“So why didn’t we tell her? Why did we let her walk away? Mmm, that feels so good.” He wiggled his hips. “Fuck me, Master. Fuck me hard and fast.”
Dane didn’t answer his questions until he fucked Merlin into silence and then to orgasm. It was a fast, hard fuck, and he followed Merlin over the peak before collapsing on him. They rolled together so they lay on the bed still connected. Only after he’d caught his breath did Dane finally answer.
“We let her go because she needed time to process. We showed her a whole new lifestyle, one very different than she’s used to. She has to make the next move, pet. All we can do is be patient.”
“But what if she doesn’t come back?” Merlin heard himself whining, but he missed his angel.
Dane didn’t answer at first. “You did give her one of your business cards, right?”
“No, I thought you did.”
“Shit.”
Merlin moaned when Dane jerked from his ass and rolled away. Knowing his Dom was now on a mission, he followed him into the bathroom to the shower. Five minutes later, they were clean, almost dry, and dressing.
“So where do we start?” Merlin asked as he zipped his blue jeans and then pulled a white T-shirt over his head.
Dane wore the same thing in black. “We start at the beginning. Esoteria. Taurus and Jenna have to know where she lives.”
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