Loving Two Doms (Club El Diablo)
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Jewel stood frozen, looking at the stark lines of swollen flesh. Methodical welts lined his skin. She had trouble believing none had broken the skin. When his left wrist fell to his side, she moved closer and placed it around her shoulder.
“Lean on me.”
“I can walk, love, but keep touching me.”
She wasn’t letting him go.
They assisted him to a wooden bench with not nearly the elegance or comfy quality that Club El Diablo displayed. After drinking a bottle of water, Stephon wanted to leave. It was agony to watch him pull up his pants and place his shirt over his inflamed skin. He didn’t make a sound, just systematically gathered himself and followed Matt from the club. His arm went back around Jewel and he patiently waited for her to collect her jacket from the front desk.
Matt opened the back door of the car and Jewel climbed in first. Stephon pulled her head down on his lap when he was situated and ran his fingers through her hair during the trip back to their home. She breathed in the scent of musky sweat that she loved and refused to allow tears to fall again.
Once home, Stephon went straight to the bedroom and removed his clothes. Matt went into the bathroom and walked out with salve. “Your hands are softer. Would you like the honor?”
She removed her clothes too, took the large jar of cream and kneeled beside Stephon’s red striped back and ass. “Just put it on, love. It helps.” His throaty voice let her know he understood her dilemma.
Taking a large dollop onto her fingers, she spread the ointment over his skin. At first his fingers remained tightly clenched on the edges of the pillow, but slowly they relaxed. Matt crawled onto the bed and lay beside Stephon. “You lucked out with her hands. Mine just added to the pain.”
“Shut up, fuckwad.” His drowsy use of profanity made her laugh. “Don’t think I can’t spank your ass, love.”
“Not tonight. Right now you’re mine and I’m in charge.”
He tried to roll over, but Matt placed his large hand at the very top of his back and pushed him down. “I’m with her. We need to change the rules following these sessions. We can tie you up and force you to submit or you can give in gracefully and enjoy the attention.”
He growled into the pillow, but lay still while she finished doctoring his back. Matt turned off the light when she put the top of the cream back on. She wasn’t sure how to get between the two men, but Stephon pulled her close into his chest, and she felt Matt’s arm come across Stephon and smooth over her shoulder offering comfort. She drifted into sleep after Stephon’s breathing slowed and his body relaxed completely.
Chapter Thirty-four
Stephon
Soft, wet kisses woke him up. Jewel’s lips traveled down his stomach and her face nuzzled his balls when she finally ran her tongue along the length of his engorged cock. His back burned with Matt plastered to him, but nothing mattered but the delectable feel of her mouth, lips, and tongue. He managed to get his hand in her hair, but she protested with a brief sexy rumble when he tried to pull her off. “Are we toppy this morning, love?”
She just continued her slow seduction of his dick while Matt stirred. “She needs a spanking,” he grumbled, obviously hearing Stephon’s words.
“That she does.”
Her head lifted for just a moment. “After I’m done with you both.”
Stephon sighed and then decided to lay back and enjoy her erotic mouth and tongue work. He felt at complete peace, and knowing Matt watched tightened his balls. The other man tugged slightly on his hair and Stephon looked into his friend’s eyes. “Told you.” Matt always bragged when he was right. Stephon managed to hold back his orgasm for a few more seconds before he groaned and let cum spill into her delectable, hot, silky mouth.
He gave Matt all the credit for discovering the perfect woman, capable of loving two Doms.
The Beginning…
Dear Readers,
Loving Two Doms was an amazing journey. It was drafted at 40k words, but Stephon, Jewel, and Matt pulled an additional 20k from my imagination. I enjoyed expanding on the original theme but it took longer than planned and a private celebration over the release is planned at my home. Chances are good I’m still hung over when you read this. And…I’ll use that excuse if my next book is running behind schedule.
I need to thank my editor the amazingly talented Michelle Kowalski. She found that small name switch that made Stephon do physically impossible gymnastics to please Jewel. My bad, because I used the wrong name and meant it to be Matt. Michelle’s side note on the edits is a riot so I’m including it:
I’m having trouble visualizing where everyone is. First she’s on her knees facing the cushion, then it seems she’s on the couch with her back against the back of the couch, then Matt is on his knees between her legs, but then he’s pulled her onto his lap. Then with Stephon’s hand around her throat so she can look into his eyes it seems as though Matt would be behind her. But several sentences earlier it seems that she’s facing Matt. Also, if she’s in Matt’s lap, it seems like an awkward position to put lube on her ass.
Michelle, I know this was your way of scratching your head, thinking what a dumb shit I am, and then finding a mellow way to say it. I truly love you for your tactfulness. And for readers who may not recognize this scene, I changed to the correct name and straightened out some of the acrobatics. All mistakes in this novel are my own.
I owe a truly special thank you to Mary of Mary’s Ménage Whispers. She read my first ménage, Two Doms for Angel, and understood the emotion behind the story. Her review skyrocketed it to my best-selling book. Mary, thank you for reading an early unedited copy of Loving Two Doms and offering invaluable advice. I know I didn’t expand the ending and give these three the marriage, collar, and baby you wanted but that side story is planned for another Bad Boy’s book. For all ménage fans Mary’s blog is a must. www.marywhispers.blog.com
I’ve been promising the sequel to Two Doms for Angel and it’s planned as my next release. Caught By Two Doms is the working title. I’m hoping my fans can forgive me the heartbreak in the beginning. The only way for Zach to truly submit is for him to lose what he values most. I guarantee a HEA, though it may not be the one you expect.
After the Two Doms sequel, Lefty, the sadistic Blood Rights’ drummer is on my radar. A new slave rocks his total power exchange world and forces him to face his life head on. He may be my baddest boy yet.
Thank you everyone for reading my work, sending me emails, commenting on my blog, friending and liking me on Facebook, retweeting my Tweets, and writing the reviews that make others download my stories. I owe you everything!
Holly
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Club El Diablo
Book I: One Dom at a Time
Damian & Lydia
Damian Collins found her in a seedy BDSM club administering a twelve foot bull whip with perfection. Lydia was the most popular Domme in the state and he wanted her for his famous El Diablo Club in Houston.
Damian is richer than dirt, sexier than sin, and the last man Lydia wants. She was a Dominatrix, in control of her universe, and no one knew her biggest secret; she craved to be mastered in the bedroom.
A bet. One she couldn't resist. The winner gets the other as sub for one night. Is there only room for One Dom at a Time?
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Book II: Piercing a Doms Heart
Brandon & Willow
Brandon Edward Sterling IV inherits his father’s corporation before he's ready to settle down. He works grueling hours and follows the accepted path of society’s socially elite. After the end of his engagement with an aristocratic debutante, Bran gives into his nontraditional sexual fantasies found at the El Diablo BDSM Club.
Damian, the owner of El Diablo asks
his friend Bran to keep an eye on Damian’s visiting pierced-out Goth chick sister Willow. She’s spirited and curious, has messy braided hair, piercings in places that drive a Dom wild, and she's ready to explore her submissive cravings. She’s also unacceptable in the wealthy world of Wall Street’s rich and famous.
But, can Willow Pierce a Dom’s Heart and prove that acceptability isn’t required in the bedroom?
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Book III: Touched By a Dom
Kyle & Trisha
Sir Kyle’s need for pain terrifies all but the kinkiest submissives. The willing screams of his hardcore subs ring through the walls of Club El Diable.
Trisha is new to the BDSM lifestyle and has never experienced the big “O” with a man. Her vibrator does the job better than her last boyfriend so who needs more?
Kyle’s dark secret keeps him from training new subs but he’s hot to test Trisha’s limits.
Can Trisha survive the painful ecstasy Kyle administers when she’s Touched by a Dom?
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Book IV: Domination in Pink
Damian & Lydia (a short kinky follow-up to Book I)
Lydia is pregnant with her first child and Damian, her hot and horny Dom husband, can’t keep his hands off her. Her baby thickened body desires rough play but Damian wants to worship every fluffy inch of her slowly. When not in the bedroom, Lydia is a sought after Domme in her own right. Can she bring her private love toy around to her way of thinking or does she need to pull out the big guns and practice Domination in Pink?
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Book V: Two Doms for Angel
Zachery & Angel & Monroe
Zachery: Former Marine, swat commander, and alpha hero with an erotic edge.
Angel: Rescued after being tortured by white slavers. Her haunted eyes beg two men for love.
Monroe: Lethal killer and mysterious Shibari artist in love with two special people. But, can they return what he needs to save his dark soul?
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Book VI: Bad Boy Dom
Club El Diablo: Bad Boys of Rock
Krispin & Angela
Blazing male eyes follow her every move, longing for the chance to dominate, while desiring the beautifully hot erotic shell god graced her with. They never look below the surface and into Angela’s scorched heart.
Rock-n-Roll superstar Krispin Righteous walked into Club El Diablo, looked around, and saw the woman most men fantasized about. His need to dominate, splintered by drugs and alcohol, re-emerged after rehab, and helped him gain undeniable strength. That strength focused on the broken little bird, begging for release from the cage of her memories. Guarded by a fierce she-cat Domme, Lydia is ready to scratch out the eyes of any man unwilling to take “No” for an answer.
Can two wounded warriors find love in each other arms? And, can the ultimate Bad Boy Dom win the girl?