by Sophie Oak
Fuck. When had he started to think that way? An odd sense of irritation gnawed at him. He didn’t have a contract with them. He’d practically promised Jackson he wouldn’t push for a contract for at least a week. They hadn’t gone through any of his processes. McKay-Taggart hadn’t run a background check on them. His physician hadn’t checked them out. He hadn’t sent either one to Leo to be cleared on a psychological level. He always did that now─after Jeremy.
That was a thought to hold on to. Jeremy was the perfect poster boy for why he shouldn’t walk back into that room. He should call Jackson and have him finish the aftercare. He should pack his things, head home, and begin proper procedures to find proper slaves. Two. One male and one female. That was the problem. After the incident with Jeremy, he’d kept Sally alone for far longer than he should have.
That was why Finn had gotten to him. He needed a man. Danielle was special. She was a natural submissive with a sweet disposition who still managed to have a backbone. It was a perfect combination of the traits he found attractive. Seeing the way they looked at each other, he knew that in order to keep Danielle, he would have to take Finn on as well.
Or did he? He could take her from her friend. She was far too curious. Finn had hurt her. All it would take was a few well-placed words, some kindly logic, and Julian could drive off with Danielle. She would follow him because he was the first Dominant man to truly show an interest in her. The key would be to keep them away from each other. If he allowed Finn no sexual contact with Danielle, they couldn’t bond further.
He really was a sadistic son of a bitch.
“Sir.”
Julian started at the sound of Danielle’s voice. She stood there with a sheet wrapped around her lush form. Her lips were made for kissing, and for taking a man’s cock in between them. Her bright blue eyes were large and trusting as she looked up at him. His cock tightened. Walk away.
“You were gone for a while. I was worried.”
She really was. He could see it in her face. She cared about him. She was on the precipice of falling in love with him. He felt a little sick at the thought that there was no contract between them. He had no real rights to her or Finn. There were no boundaries. There was nothing to tell them how to act or to inform them exactly how much he was willing to give. There was nothing to stop them from walking out…
Julian felt his heart clench. He couldn’t breathe. He shoved the salve at Danielle and pushed past her. “Rub that on Finn’s abrasions. He’ll probably need some form of analgesic. Jackson should have some. I’ll send him up in a moment. He’ll take care of you both.”
He needed to get dressed. He needed to leave before the damn walls closed in on him.
“Julian?” Finn sat up from his reclining position. His handsome face was open with worry and confusion. He winced as his ass hit the bedding. He was on his feet quickly. “Is something wrong?”
They were both looking at him with that wide-eyed innocence that kicked him in the gut every single time.
“Did I do something wrong?” Finn’s voice suddenly sounded very small to Julian’s ears.
“No, sweetie. It wasn’t you.” Danielle was at Finn’s side. She clung to the sheet wrapped around her breasts, but her free hand smoothed over his shoulders. “It’s fine. Julian changed his mind. That’s all. It’ll be okay.”
“I’m sorry, Dani.” Finn was talking to only her now. They turned in toward each other. Though he couldn’t see it, Julian could almost feel a wall being closed around them. Like they were the only people in the world.
“Like I said, I’ll send Jackson up. He knows what to do.” Jackson would see them like this. Jackson would be the one to care for them. Though he knew Jackson would never take advantage of them, a savage part of Julian rebelled at the idea of him coming in here at all. “Get dressed before he comes up.”
Danielle shook her head, her shoulders squaring. “Don’t send him. I’ll take care of Finn, and he can take care of me. That’s the way it’s always been, always will be.”
Well, he’d sent Danielle right back into Finn’s arms. She was already directing him to lie down. Julian picked up his shirt. It was wrinkled. He hadn’t had one of them take care of his clothes the way he normally would. He stood there for a moment, watching them. Dani tried to get Finn into the proper position, but she was obviously struggling with her own tender ass and the plug. Would Finn be able to get the plug out? Would he have to call Jackson? He couldn’t stand the thought of Jackson’s hands on Danielle. It made him…very angry.
“We’ll be fine, Julian.” Danielle sounded distant. All that softness and warmth seemed to be reserved for Finn now. When she turned to him, there was a dullness to her eyes, as though she was looking right through him. He’d been utterly dismissed.
As he’d dismissed her.
If he walked out, he wouldn’t be allowed back in. He could fool himself into thinking that he could have access to these two whenever he liked it. He was the Dom. They were the subs. They were supposed to accept what he wanted to give. Unfortunately, the exchange only worked if the subs trusted the Dom. The subs had to love the Dom, even a little. If he walked out, Danielle would place him in a long line of people who took advantage of her nature.
“Move out of the way, Danielle. You need it, too. Lie down beside him.” Julian allowed the shirt to drop once more. He would have to train them to see to his clothes, but now was not the time. Now he had to repair the damage his waffling had caused.
“I don’t think…” Danielle began.
“That’s right, Dani, don’t think.” Finn’s head came up, and Julian was surprised at the grin on his face. He gave Julian a beatific look and patted the place beside him. “Lie down with me and let the Dom take care of us. This is supposed to be our time. At least, that’s the way it was explained to me.”
Julian felt something calm come over him as he realized Finn was accepting him. That odd irritation that could only be described as jealousy drifted away. He walked to Danielle and cupped her cheek. She stared up warily.
“One spanking and Finn is an expert. Danielle, I did not give you leave to cover your body. When we’re alone, you’re to be naked for me.” He pulled at the simple knot she had fashioned, and the sheet hit the floor.
She looked up at him. “You were going to leave us.”
“And now I’m not.”
Dani frowned but was smart enough not to attempt to cover herself again. “You can’t just…”
“Dani, come on, baby. Give the man some time. He’s here now. Can’t we just enjoy it?” Finn practically pleaded with her.
Julian decided to take a different tactic. If he was staying, it would be on his terms. He thrust a hand into Danielle’s thick blonde hair and hauled her up against his body. The minute he made contact, she softened against him. “Danielle, you will do as I tell you or take your place for further punishment.”
A stubborn expression took up residence on her face. “So I don’t get an explanation of what happened?”
“Not tonight.” He wasn’t going to have a long, drawn-out discussion about this. He had zero intentions of exposing himself. He was opening himself as much as he could right now. “Do as I say or use your safe word.”
“Can’t you see how unfair that is?” She wasn’t giving in.
“I never said it was fair.” That restless feeling was back. What exactly did she want from him?
“How do I know you won’t take what you want from us and walk out?”
He finally felt her arms go around his waist. This, he could handle. “Because I won’t, little one. I promise I will stay with you for the rest of my vacation. You and Finn and I can explore this thing between us, and at the end of the week, we can decide if we wish to continue.”
He forced her head back and took great pleasure in looking at her face. She was so soft and open. Even the way she questioned him pleased him on some level. She was willing to fight for herself. He just had to make her understand she didn
’t need to fight him. Julian let his instincts lead him. He closed his mouth over hers and dominated. He ravaged her, forcing his tongue deep inside. She gasped and then allowed him his way. Her mouth flowered open for him. Her nipples hardened against his chest.
When Julian came up for air, he turned to Finn. Finn was on his knees watching, his eyes moving from Danielle to Julian and back again like a kid who couldn’t decide which treat he wanted to eat first.
“Aftercare can wait for a bit, can’t it, Finn?” He was ready to play. Perhaps Danielle wasn’t the only one who would have her boundaries expanded this evening.
Chapter Eleven
Finn watched Julian’s hands move on Dani’s lush body and felt his cock harden to the point of pain. Aftercare? Who the fuck needed aftercare? He needed something else.
“No, Sir. The aftercare can wait.” The voice that came out of his throat sounded almost foreign. It was husky and filled with longing. It was the voice of a man who wasn’t ashamed that he wanted both the people in front of him. He loved Dani. He loved her so much, but he wanted Julian.
What was wrong with that as long as Dani was fine?
Since that moment when Julian had forced him to his knees, Finn had thought of nothing but how much damn time he’d wasted. He’d always placed the blame on Dani’s tender feelings, but Dani was the strongest woman he knew. Julian was right. Dani wasn’t the problem. He was.
“Finn, I believe this pretty sub and I could use your attentions. I’m feeling magnanimous tonight, and a bit curious. I think I would like to watch you fuck our Danielle. Would you like that, little one?”
Dani looked up at Julian, a brilliant smile on her face. Her previous worry seemed to have been washed away with the Master’s kiss. She nodded before turning to Finn. “I’ve always wanted that.”
Julian leaned down, and when he kissed her this time, there was no mistaking his tenderness. “On your knees, then. You and Finn take care of me first, and then you may play together.”
Wow. His cock twitched. Never in all of his daydreams about being with Dani had he thought about the two of them sucking off a hot guy who would probably be comfortable wearing leather. He’d kind of envisioned her as the one who would save him from…oh, shit. He’d thought she’d be the one who could make him not want this. He’d thought she was the one who could make him fucking straightlaced.
Dani stared at him as though she could read his thoughts. Julian pulled her close again, his hands wandering, soothing. He wouldn’t let her slide back to that place Finn had almost gotten her to, that place where his shame was more important than desire.
“Finn, it’s okay, sweetie,” Dani managed, her arms hugging Julian like she used to hug that big pink elephant Finn had won for her. “You don’t have to do anything.”
He didn’t. He could put his clothes on and walk out, and then Dani would remain this perfect, pure dream. Fuck that. He didn’t want that. He wanted Dani. He wanted her dirty and yet so, so sweet. He held his hand out, and she immediately took it. No hesitation from his girl. It suddenly struck him that maybe he hadn’t been waiting for Dani to save him from the decadent road he wanted to go down. Maybe he’d been waiting for her to go down it with him.
He didn’t bother to wince at the pain in his ass. It was a warm sensation that he hoped would last for a bit. Even the soreness was oddly pleasant. Yep, he was every bit the freak he’d thought he was.
“On your knees, my slaves.”
That dark voice made Finn’s cock stand up against his stomach. He wanted to stroke himself, but that was probably not a good idea. He settled for kneeling beside Dani. Her hand came out and stroked his thigh soothingly.
“You may kiss her, Finn. She has the softest lips.” Julian gave them both a half smile as his hands went to the fly of his slacks.
He didn’t wait. He cupped her face in his palms and pressed his lips to hers. He’d wanted to kiss her so many times, but this time felt right. This time he wasn’t risking anything. They couldn’t share this experience and walk away. Dani would be with him. He would accept nothing less. He molded his lips to hers. Julian was right. She was so soft. Gently, he requested entrance, running his tongue along the seam of her lips. At the first tentative touch of her tongue, he groaned, and his hands went right where they’d always wanted to go. He touched her breasts. Palms open, he cupped those luscious tits and marveled at how hard the nipples were against his skin. He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching a bit. She pressed against him as though requesting more.
God, he was kissing Dani. He was finally kissing Dani.
“Excuse me,” Julian interrupted. “I believe you two were going to take care of me before you put on a show.”
Dani broke off the kiss, leaning in and wiggling her nose against his in the sweetest way before turning to Julian. Her face was flushed, and she looked like a perfectly naughty schoolgirl. Dani was happy here. Her joy made everything seem right. He looked up at Julian, who towered over them both. He was naked, and Julian Lodge was a testament to masculine beauty. He was ripped everywhere. His long, dark hair hit his shoulders, framing his male model face. And then there was his cock. Damn, he’d never seen a cock so big. It was perfect, with a large, bulging head and a thick stalk that jutted from his pelvis. Big, heavy balls dangled between his muscular legs. Sheer perfection. Julian stared down as though waiting for something.
Top, he remembered. He topped Dani. “Lick him, Dani. Lick the Master’s cock.”
Dani leaned forward, and her pink tongue came out to swipe at the head of Julian’s cock. Julian hissed lightly, and a small smile appeared on his face. He thrust his hand into Dani’s hair and pulled her close.
“That’s right. Run that tongue all over my cock. It feels so good. Finn, cup my balls.”
Finn moved beside Dani, who bobbed up and down, sucking that big dick into her sultry mouth. He vowed he’d feel those lips around his own cock soon. He reached out and cupped the Master’s sac, rolling it up, reveling in his groan. Julian’s hips pumped. Finn leaned in close to Dani and lent his tongue to her campaign. Julian tasted good, masculine and clean. Dani sucked at the head of that monstrous cock while he licked up and down the stalk.
“Bad boy,” Julian growled. “If that didn’t feel so fucking good, I would tan your ass again. Switch places now. Finn, take me to the back of your throat. Make me come.”
Dani started to lick up and down the sides of the cock they both played with, and he pulled the spongy head into his mouth. He nearly groaned at the salty taste on his tongue. The Master was close, and Finn was sure he could send him over the edge. He drew Julian into his mouth, sucking deeply.
“Danielle, allow Finn to finish.” Julian’s voice was ragged. “Come up here and kiss me, while I fill our partner’s mouth.”
Finn felt Dani move, but his whole concentration was spent on the throbbing dick filling his mouth. He softened his jaw and worked up and down on Julian’s cock. His tongue rolled across the soft skin while his hand worked the base. He breathed only through his nose, finally managing to get that enormous organ to the back of his throat. When it pressed back and he was sure he couldn’t take any more, he swallowed.
Julian groaned as he came. Woodsy, salty. The taste filled Finn’s mouth, and he sucked, not wanting to miss a drop of that cream. Julian’s hips pumped. His balls hit Finn’s chin as he finally ceded every ounce he had.
Finn sat back on his heels, looking up. Julian kissed Dani one last time before stepping back. He slumped into the only chair in the room, a small recliner. He looked relaxed, and there was a happy light in his eyes. “That was exquisite, Finn. You may take your prize.”
He was on Dani in a heartbeat. He stood and tossed her to the bed. She hit it with a little groan. Her legs splayed open, and he could see the dainty pink plug wedged high in her asshole. He shoved her legs even further apart. A savage need to get inside her rode roughshod over him, shoving the tenderness out of him.
Sh
e fucking belonged to him. Why the hell had he waited?
“Yes, Finn, take her. She can handle it. Take her rough. Take her hard. She’ll like it.”
Julian’s voice was the devil on his shoulder. If there was an angel to balance him out, Finn didn’t listen to him. He simply heard Julian’s dark chocolate voice reaffirming what he already knew. Dani was his. Oh, they might yet belong to someone. To Julian. But she belonged to Finn. Always.
“Finn, a condom, please. Danielle isn’t on birth control. We’ll remedy that after everyone has had a physical.”
Condom. His brain wasn’t quite working. She was so close all he could think about was getting inside her. He didn’t want to wear a condom, but Dani was reaching for one. She passed it to him, and then her fist wrapped around his dick. Her hand stroked him, making his eyes roll to the back of his head.
“Fuck.” He tore open the condom and rolled it on. He looked down at her. Dani was spread for his pleasure, her legs apart, her beautiful face wide open with desire. He’d waited for this moment since long before he’d known what sex was. It wasn’t just sex. It was love and connection and finally being right with himself because he was a part of her.
“I love you, Dani,” he managed to whisper. His throat felt too big.
