Aryn's Desire: A BOLD Security Novel (Finding Submission Book 1)

by Derrick, Zoey

  Caden produces a foil packet and rips it open with his teeth before pushing Ashley’s hand away from my erection. He slides the condom down my shaft with a few unnecessary strokes, keeping me hard and wanting. His eyes meet mine and the same lust I saw in Ashley’s eyes as she climbed on top of me is now reflected back in Caden’s. I can’t help but wonder what he plans to do to me, but then he tugs on Ashley’s chain, the one hanging between her nipples and she cries out in the most delicious, desperate moan I’ve ever heard.

  “Fuck him, pet. Fuck him hard.”

  “Yes, Sir,” she moans as she straddles me. She reaches between us, grabs hold of my cock and strokes it a couple times before rubbing it along her hot pussy. I shiver as she slides me inside. Caden hasn’t moved from between my legs.

  “Ahh, fuck,” I groan and squirm in my restraints. Being completely at her mercy and the mercy of Caden is a very heady combination. I am ready to explode the moment she bottoms out on me.

  Ashley repositions herself, gaining more leverage over me. She tucks her feet under my thighs and her hands on my stomach. She leans forward, giving me a line of sight on Caden whose eyes are looking down at where we’re coming together. He’s watching us and it sends a wave of pleasure through me that’s amplified harder when she grinds her pussy against me, rubbing her clit on my pelvic bone.

  Her eyes roll up and she slides up my shaft. Her pussy is soaking wet and hot as hell against my cock as she starts to slowly slide up and down. That’s when Caden comes up behind her, wrapping his hands around her stomach, sliding up toward the swell of her breasts and he pulls on the chain attached to the nipple clamps and she cries out. Her pussy clenches tight around me and I groan.

  He releases the chain and cups her breasts in his meaty hands. His lips kiss along her neck, and her rhythm increases against my cock as she soars to find her release.

  My cock is buried to the hilt inside her when Caden puts pressure on her shoulders to keep her where she is. She grinds down on me and he releases her.

  He continues licking and kissing along her neck and shoulders, but his hands disappear as he grabs another foil packet and he rips it open.

  Ashley doesn’t move, but I purposefully twitch my cock inside of her, reminding her that I’m here, she shivers and licks her lips as our eyes meet.

  Then Caden presses her down toward me and the coldness of the chain presses against my chest causing my nipples to harden and she takes advantage. Running a fat wet tongue over one nipple, then the other before kissing her way to my lips. Just before her lips land on mine, Caden pulls her head back with a forceful hand in her hair. Her pussy clenches around me and she cries out. “Do you have permission to kiss him?” Caden growls at her in a low, husky voice.

  “No, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir,” Ashley whimpers.

  He leans in and claims her mouth with his. Disappointment rolls through me as he steals my kiss. Then jealousy returns. But I’m not jealous of him. I’m jealous of her.

  THIRTY~TWO

  *~* CADEN *~*

  I brush the tip of my condom covered cock against Ashley’s back entrance and she gives me a subtle nod.

  I release her hair and lay her back onto Aryn’s chest. “Kiss him,” I order her and she complies. I’m momentarily frozen when her lips take his in a ravenous kiss. I took a huge risk sucking him off. That could have gone in so many wrong directions but he never told me to stop and more importantly, he grew harder and had no problem coming down my throat. I shiver as I remember the salty sweet taste of his cum as it slid across my tongue. He’s definitely not the first man I’ve sucked off, but I’m almost certain I’m the first for him.

  Having lubed the condom while kissing Ashley, I waste no time pressing my dick against her back entrance. I slide in easily as Ashley relaxes to accommodate two hard cocks filling her up.

  Aryn’s cock jumps inside of Ash as I slide further inside her and she moans into his mouth. His eyes meet mine and I know the lust I am feeling in this moment is directed at Aryn a thousand times over. I pray he sees that in my eyes. When he shivers, I know he is seeing what I’m feeling.

  When I caught him watching us in the dungeon, I knew that Derek was right. He is truly a submissive and despite his reticence over the idea, which is obvious, he’s very open to exploring. I am sure he’d rather have a woman to tower over him, but I am not going to let that happen.

  Once I’m fully inside of Ashley, I reach back and undo Aryn’s leg restraints and help him lift his knees, giving him some leverage and control. “Untie his hands,” I order Ashley and she quickly releases first the left, then his right hand. Aryn exercises his freedom by grabbing Ashley by the back of her neck and cupping one of her tits. He devours her mouth as he continues his assault on her chest. I push back inside Ashley’s ass and Aryn uses his new leverage to do the same before pulling back out. I slide in, and he copies my movement.

  The see-saw action is exactly what we needed in order to make this work and he’s caught on quickly. I slide in and pull out, he slides in and out in opposite strokes and Ash melts like butter between us. Aryn continues with her breasts and when she cries out, I know he’s tugged on the chain between her nipples.

  Wanting to help him out, I reach around and our hands touch. A zap transfers between us and I know he feels it too, his eyes meet mine. I give him a warm smile as we both continue sliding in and out of Ashley’s snug holes. “When I take it off, suck it into your mouth, hard.” I tell him as I indicate to the clamps on her nipples.

  “No, no, no,” Ashley moans.

  “What’s wrong, pet?”

  “Nothing, Sir,” she says breathlessly. I grab the end of one of the clamps and release it. Aryn pulls her nipple into his mouth and she cries out in a mix of pain and pleasure and her body locks down as she explodes all over his cock.

  “That’s a good little slut.” I caress along her back, providing her with some comfort and Aryn releases her nipple with a gentle pop.

  Knowing she’ll likely come again and not knowing how much longer Aryn can hold out, I leave the other nipple be while he and I continue pumping in and out of her. His speed increases and he groans, “I’m gonna explode.” I match his rhythm, and my balls tighten with my own need to come. My imagination runs with the thought of being buried inside Aryn, and not Ashley, driving my orgasm to nearly unmanageable levels.

  Her moans increase, Aryn starts to grunt and I reach around for the other clamp. Aryn’s eyes meet mine and he nods. I pull the clamp from her nipple and Aryn quickly sucks it into his mouth and once again, Ashley finds her release. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Aryn cries out. Knowing Aryn is coming sends me over the edge and I slam into Ashley one final time, exploding into the latex barrier.

  It takes us a few minutes to catch our breath before I slowly extract myself from Ashley. My cock has fallen soft and I’m disappointed in that, but the sight I see as I back off the bed is one to behold. Aryn, buried in her pussy and still hard as a rock. I shiver and my cock tries to harden again in the condom. I leave the room and go into the bathroom, pulling the condom off as I go. I grab a towel and clean myself up. Washing away the latex feel with the warm cloth has me hard again by the time I leave the bathroom.

  When I return, Aryn has flipped Ashley over, giving me a glorious view of his backside and I can’t help but stare at it.

  He is in amazing shape. I guess that’s the product of lots of time on your hands and having a job that’s quite physical at times. His body rivals my own. I guess our bodies are both a product of our work.

  Aryn’s hips and ass flex as he pumps inside Ash. She breathes in little pants with each thrust.

  This is what I wanted to watch the whole time, but I couldn’t help myself. I needed to be a part of it. I slide into my chair in the corner with my cock in my hand as I watch Aryn fuck Ashley.

  His mouth is wrapped around one of her nipples, her hand is in his hair, though I can’t see his eyes from where I’m sitting, I have a pretty clear picture of what�
�s happening and I like it.

  His thrusts increase inside of her and her body hums with her need to come again but she’s fighting it. She doesn’t want it to end and I can’t say I blame her. I’m not sure I want it to end either. Aryn increases his pace, pulling himself up onto his hands as he pushes into her harder and faster. Her legs wrap around his hips, attempting to hold him to her, but he doesn’t slow his pace and before I know it, her back arches as she explodes with her fourth or fifth orgasm. I’ve lost count at this point.

  As she comes down, Aryn slows his pace and she relaxes. I shift in my chair and capture his attention. His eyes land on mine and they roam down to my hand on my cock and he shivers.

  There is a glaze of lust in his eyes as he watches me pump my cock, watches me as I watch him with her.

  He gently pulls out of her and she curls up, spent.

  I cock my finger at him, gesturing for him to come to me and he does without hesitation, reinforcing Derek’s working theory that Aryn isn’t a Dominant but rather a submissive and I want nothing more than for him to be my submissive.

  He comes to stand over me, his cock still covered in a condom. “Remove it,” I tell him and he does so. He is still rock hard. “Return the favor?” I smile sweetly at him and he kneels before me. But he shakes his head. “Do you want an order, my sweet boy?”

  He nods.

  “I won’t ask you to do something you don’t want to do, that’s not how this works, Aryn.”

  “I didn’t say I didn’t want to,” he breathes and his eyes meet mine. The lust remains there, unshaken by our exchange.

  “Suck it, now,” I command him and he slides closer to me on his knees before taking my cock in his hand.

  “I’ve never…”

  I can’t hide the surprise on my face. I hadn’t expected that. “You hide it well.” I caress his cheek and he melts into my touch, into my comfort of him. He has no business trusting me and yet he’s here. I’ve given no reason for him to trust me, to feel the comfort he feels when he leans into my touch, but yet here he is. Accepting my touch like he needs it more than air. Taking my comfort like it gives him life and hope. I tilt my head as my resolve waivers. I’d had no intention of turning this into anything more than a club relationship, but seeing him vulnerable wakes up something inside of me that I haven’t felt in a long time.

  There is so much more than what is on the surface with him. I can see a glimpse of all the pain he is hiding from everyone. It all makes sense to me now, why he runs from women, why he enjoys the one night stands, and why he can’t give into his deepest desires. He needs more.

  THIRTY~THREE

  I WANT NOTHING more than his mouth on my cock, but I can no longer ask that of him. Forcing him to do this isn’t what I wanted to happen. His willingness to do so shows that my order was enough to make him do it, but without talking to him about what he wants, what his limits are, I’m feeling as though I am pushing him into something he isn’t ready for.

  “Now isn’t the time,” I say softly.

  His eyes open slowly, only to lower them and his hand runs through his hair. Confusion and disappointment radiate off him. “Why?” he breathes and I stroke my thumb along his cheek and his eyes flutter closed.

  “Because, I don’t feel it’s right to ask something of you that you’re unwilling to do without being ordered.”

  His eyes come back to me. “But I want…”

  “Shhh,” I breathe. “It’s alright. I’m not going to push this with you, not here, not tonight.”

  With my hand still cupping his cheek, he leans into my touch a little bit more. His mouth twists as he struggles with what I’ve told him. Gone is the peaceful comfort my touch provided him a few moments ago, but yet he doesn’t pull away from me.

  Nothing more is said until Ashley starts to stir on the bed. She climbs out of it and heads for the bathroom, but before she disappears, her eyes meet mine and she gives me a reassuring smile. I nod and she closes the door.

  I remove my hand from Aryn’s cheek and his eyes slowly open.

  A number of things happen quickly. The lusty veil on his eyes clears quickly and he’s returned back to the Aryn I’ve come to know these last few days. His shoulders tighten and he looks around the room as though he’s been in a fog this whole time. I cover myself and he stands up and gathers his clothes. “I have to go,” he says in an urgent tone.

  “I can take you back to Derek’s house,” I tell him, confused by his urgency.

  “They don’t even know where I am.” He pulls his pants up his legs, taking away the view he gave me of his backside and a flutter of disappointment courses through me. I was enjoying that view.

  “It’s fine, Aryn, they saw us come back here. They won’t leave without you.”

  He sits down on the bed and pulls his socks on. Jesus, even his feet are sexy as hell. Is there anything about this man that isn’t completely sex on legs? I doubt it.

  Ashley comes out of the bathroom, as naked as she was when she went in. She too goes to her clothes and starts to put them on. “Where’s the fire, you two?” I ask, trying to sound light, and it comes out all wrong. Ashley freezes and looks at me.

  “Sorry, Sir.”

  I give her a small smile and nod. “It’s alright,” I tell her and she smiles back at me before getting dressed. Before she even has her panties on, Aryn is dressed and heading for the door.

  Without a word, he opens it, looks left then right and takes off out the door.

  “Fuck,” I growl as I get off the chair I’m sitting in.

  “Let him go, Caden.” I turn to her quickly, wanting desperately to be pissed off at her for addressing me by my name, but I can’t find it in me. “You can’t stop him.”

  I nod, defeated.

  By the time I got dressed and checked Ashley over before dismissing her and returned to the dungeon, Aryn was gone. I asked around and no one remembers seeing him since before we’d gone back into the room. I head toward Derek’s room and knock on his door.

  Dex answers the door. “Hey Caden, everything alright?” he asks as he opens the door.

  I shake my head. “Yeah, I think so. Is Aryn in there?”

  Dex’s eyebrows knit together. “I thought he was with you?”

  I shake my head. “He was, until about twenty minutes ago, then he took off.”

  “I’m sure he’s just outside, probably near the truck.”

  I nod and turn back toward the dungeon and Dex grabs my arm. “Be careful with him. He’s having a hard time with all this.”

  “I know, that’s why I need to find him.”

  Dex nods and releases my arm and I head back into the dungeon and straight through the velvet curtains and the double doors. When I get into the parking lot, there are only a few cars left and Derek’s SUV is one of them but Aryn is nowhere to be found.

  I run around the parking lot checking between cars before climbing into my car and taking off out of the parking lot. The road that the club is on is quiet this time of night. The area is industrial which makes it the perfect location for the club. Little to no activity at night and on weekends. This allows for some major anonymity for the club and the reason why Orik, Derek and I chose the location.

  While on the main street, I drive slowly, hoping to find Aryn walking along the sidewalk, or in a worst case scenario, hiding between the buildings, but I come up empty.

  Once I realize that he may have gotten lucky and managed to hail a cab, I head for Derek’s house.

  While at a light, I text Derek.

  Caden to Derek: I can’t find A. Headed to your house. If you see him, let me know.

  I don’t get a response, I didn’t expect one. Not if they are in his room back at the club.

  During the drive to Derek’s house, I can’t help thinking about what I did. I have no doubt that I pushed him too far, but if that’s the case, I need the chance to apologize to him, to talk to him.

  When I arrive at Derek’s, there isn’t anyone t
here, at least outside of the security staff. Celeste is quick to tell me that he’s not there and while I don’t believe her, I don’t have much choice.

  My options at this point are to let it go, wait it out, or at the very least, text Derek.

  I climb back into my car and my phone chimes with a text.

  Derek to Caden: Don’t know where he is, is he at the house? We’re on our way home now. Cotah is floating pretty hard; I need to be with her tonight.

  Caden to Derek: No, not at the house, Celeste said he’s not here. Can you please give him my number? Not going to make this worse than I already have.

  Derek to Caden: I’ll talk to him in the morning.

  Caden to Derek: Thanks.

  I pull out of his driveway and I’m about two miles down the road when Derek approaches from the opposite direction. I flash my high beams and slow down. Derek slows next to me and we roll down our windows.

  “You alright?” Derek asks through the window.

  I shake my head. “I pushed him too far.”

  “I wouldn’t worry about it,” Dex says from the passenger seat. “He’ll show up. When I see him, I’ll let you know how he’s doing.”

  “Thanks, Dex. I appreciate it.”

  Both men smile at me and Derek nods before rolling up the window and heading off toward the house. It takes me a moment to move my foot from the break to the gas pedal and to make the short drive home.