Blake, Abby - Maya's Masters [Viper's Dungeon 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Abby Blake

  But as soon as she found the right muscles and pushed out, his fingers slid deeper into her ass, stretching her tight hole and setting alive nerve endings she hadn’t been aware she owned.

  She felt him add a third finger, the slight pain quickly overridden by the amazing arousal coursing through her. Never had she imagined such excitement coming from something she’d believed to be painful.

  “That’s it, sub. Relax and let me show you how enjoyable anal sex can be when it’s done right.” It took her a moment to realize that she was actually rocking on her knees, pushing back onto his fingers, greedily taking the unexpected pleasure.

  She whimpered when he pulled his fingers out, her ass spasming as the muscles tried to close tight once more.

  “Roll onto your back, sub. Wrap your arms around your knees and hold them up.”

  She forced herself to move, the lethargy of her previous orgasm fighting with the energy of her renewed arousal. As she did as he asked, he moved to the cabinet, grabbed a condom, and sheathed his cock. He poured more lube onto his hand, coating his erection in a generous amount as he moved into position.

  “Don’t move, sub,” he said as he pressed the head of his cock against her back hole. She held her breath as the flared head pushed past the tight ring of muscle much easier than she’d expected. She felt every inch of his cock drag over the puckered skin, the touch strange but not unpleasant. Carefully he worked himself all the way into her ass, finally coming to rest with his thighs pressed against her bottom.

  She felt full, her pussy clenching, protesting its emptiness, as heat radiated outward. And then he started to move, slowly at first, giving her time to adjust, giving her time to enjoy the new sensation, giving her time to reach the peak of arousal, before he slammed into her, the hard jolt pushing her across the bed slightly.

  He grabbed her hips, holding her trapped more effectively than any bonds she could imagine. He stared into her eyes as he fucked her, his pleasure glittering in his gaze as he leaned over her and pressed a kiss to her mouth.

  “You please me very much, little sub.”

  The praise melted through her, heat swirling into her belly even as she tried to control her race to orgasm. He must have sensed her dilemma because he kissed her hard and thrust his cock deep. His palm pressed hard against her mons, trapping her clit, and he growled, “Come.”

  She was a good sub and did exactly what she was told. Wave after wave after wave of climax crashed over her, her eyesight blurring as Derek thrust into her grasping, pulsing hole again and again. He seemed to be grinding his teeth, his own orgasm imminent, and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, dug her heels into his ass, and held him tight.

  He pushed deep, his cock seeming to swell a moment before it twitched inside her ass and he groaned loudly. He fell forward onto her, his weight holding her down, the sensation a little uncomfortable and maybe just a touch frightening, but he pulled away a moment later, eased his cock from her ass, and headed into the bathroom.

  “Stay where you are, sub.”

  Surprised at his firm tone, Maya stayed still and wondered what she’d done wrong. He sounded displeased, and she tried to understand his swift change of mood. He came back into the room a few moments later with a wet washcloth and cleaned her thoroughly. Embarrassment heated her cheeks, but she didn’t dare move. He left the room for a few more moments, but returned with what looked like an overnight bag in his hands.

  “Kneel, sub.”

  Maya scrambled off the bed, her exhaustion forgotten as she tried to understand what was going on. She took the position he’d taught her, kneeling on the floor beside the bed, her legs open wide, ass resting on her heels, and her hands palms down on her knees. She bowed her head, hoping at least to get this part right.

  A warm hand tangled in her hair and, even as she told herself not to, she leaned into his touch. “Do you understand the error you made?’

  She shook her head, trying not to cry. Her first experience with anal sex had been purely wonderful, but somehow she’d ruined everything.

  “Give me your left hand.”

  She lifted her hand up into the air. He grasped her wrist firmly and then buckled a leather cuff around it. He tested the fit, running his finger under the fur lining, making certain it wasn’t too tight, before dropping it back into her lap and asking for her other hand.

  When he had both cuffs secured, he pulled her arms behind her and clipped them together. A small swell of panic zipped through her chest, but it was quickly gone when he tangled his hand in her hair once more.

  “In this room you are not in control, Maya. You do as you’re told, and you don’t wrap your legs around me unless I, or Master Cameron, instruct you to do so. Is that clear?”

  She nodded, swallowing hard as she realized she’d done exactly what he’d accused. She’d taken control of his orgasm and may have even shortened the pleasure he’d planned for both of them. She wanted to apologize, but didn’t want to compound her gaff with another by talking when she knew she wasn’t allowed.

  “I’m going to completely immobilize you as punishment.”

  It sounded really scary. She’d never been completely trapped or unable to move before. What if there was a fire? What if the gang that was after her decided now was a good time to burst in and make her pay for breaking their leader’s nose? What if someone’s car broke down out front and they needed assistance? Okay that was overreaching, but what if any number of emergency situations became apparent while she was tied down and unable to defend herself?

  “Breathe, Maya,” Derek ordered firmly. She dragged in a shuddering breath and tried to still her overactive imagination. She trusted Derek to keep her safe. She knew she would be his first priority in any situation, emergency or not. She sucked in another deep breath, letting it out slowly as her Master caressed his fingers through her hair. “If this truly frightens you, Maya, it’s okay to use your safe word. I realize you’re still very new to this, but I have found that correcting bad behavior early on saves a sub plenty of sore bottoms later.”

  She bit her lips to stop the soft giggle threatening to escape. Considering how much she’d disliked her swats downstairs earlier, she was all for avoiding discipline in the future.

  He waited a few more moments, caressed the top of her head, and then tilted her chin up with a firm grip on her jaw. He searched her eyes, perhaps making certain she wasn’t too frightened to speak, before pressing a kiss to her mouth. He fisted his hand in her hair, controlling her as he deepened the contact, pushing her off balance until she would have used her hands to stop her fall if she’d been able.

  She concentrated on the kiss, trusting him to keep her safe.

  “Good girl,” he said as he lifted away. “Stand up.”

  He helped her to stand, holding her upper arm as she wobbled slightly on her feet. When she was steady, he unclipped the cuffs and left her standing there as he went back into the bathroom. He came back with one of her big fluffy towels, folded it to his liking, and arranged it over the end of the bed.

  “Sit down, sub.”

  She followed his instructions, not resisting when he pulled her hands behind her back and clipped them together so that she was held trapped once more. He went back to his bag, grabbed what seemed to be a type of soft rope, unwrapped it from its packaging, and headed back to the bed. He grabbed her hips with his hands, pulling her forward so that her pussy was tilted up slightly, before pushing her legs as wide as they would go. Then he threaded the rope around her left knee and left elbow, securing them only inches apart, pulling her legs open wider as he threaded the rope behind her and did the same on her other side. Her shoulders and elbows were beginning to ache, but it wasn’t quite bad enough to use her safe word, yet. She was contemplating the consequences of not using her safe word properly, when Derek grabbed another length of rope and secured it around her shoulders, over her chest and around her breasts. The second rope managed to take the strain off her arms an
d elbows, and effectively left her without an inch of movement.

  “This type of rope is used for a style of Japanese rope tying called shibari. It’s not really my specialty, but for the moment this will do.” He fastened a third rope around her feet, completely immobilizing her, just as he’d told her he would. It looked like he was about to say something, but his cell phone rang, and he moved to answer it instead. He said only two words—“Perfect timing”—before hanging up and smiling at her as if he had a secret. Hell, he was her Dom. It was apparently his job to keep secrets.

  Her heart rate quickened when she heard the front door of the restaurant open and close, but Derek only smiled wider, and she relaxed when she realized he’d been expecting it. A moment later, Cam came into the room.

  Her ex-SEAL seemed distracted, and maybe even a little disappointed that they were both still awake, but then he noticed the way Derek had tied her, and his eyes widened. His grin also grew as he stepped closer and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

  “What did she do?” Cam asked Derek with a note of humor in his voice.

  “She forgot that she’s not the one in charge.”

  Cam smiled and ran his fingers through her hair affectionately. “Bearing in mind that I’m still getting used to the rules of this lifestyle, I take it that is very bad behavior for a submissive.”

  “That would be correct, Master Cameron.”

  “So this is her punishment? To be tied up for a period of time?”

  “Again correct. However,” Derek said with a quick glance at Maya and a wide smile for Cam, “our sub might learn her lesson more thoroughly if you were to fuck her while she is forcibly unable to take control.”

  Chapter Seven

  Cam’s cock had risen to attention almost the moment he walked in the bedroom door. Despite his self-imposed rules and decision that he needed to get out of Derek and Maya’s way, all thoughts fled when he saw Maya’s soft smile.

  It was obvious that she’d submitted to her punishment willingly, and he was fairly certain that she wanted him to fuck her as much as he did. He glanced at Derek as the man handed him a condom. Cam nodded his thanks and dragged his clothes off in record time.

  Hell, even if he was the third wheel, both Maya and Derek seemed to want him here, and at least until the threat to Maya was dealt with, he was going to spend as much time buried balls deep in her body as he could.

  He leaned over the bed, pressing a kiss to Maya’s smiling lips before dipping his head lower and flicking his tongue over her beaded nipple. She moaned as he dragged her bottom to the edge of the mattress. He moved back slightly, admiring the beautiful rope work that held her in place.

  Her clit was already swollen and shiny, her pussy lips pulled wide apart by her position, and he couldn’t help but move lower and suck the exposed nub into his mouth. She gasped, her pussy gushing more of her cream onto his chin as he tormented his beautiful sub.

  He lifted away and watched her face as he slid two fingers into her dripping channel. Her pussy gripped him, her orgasm close. He considered letting her climax, but then remembered this was supposed to be punishment. “Don’t come,” he instructed firmly.

  Derek smiled, moved onto the bed behind her, dragged her up the mattress several feet, and then tilted her backward so that she was supported on his knees instead of pressing against her bound hands. Maya snuggled her head against Derek’s abdomen and smiled at Cam as he slid the condom onto his cock.

  He knelt on the bed, barely noticing the stiffness of his damaged knee as he tucked his arms under her buttocks and lifted her pussy to his cock. He plunged into her in one hard thrust, burying himself balls deep in her heavenly heat. Maya panted, her orgasm so incredibly close he could feel her pussy walls twitching around him.

  “Don’t come,” he repeated as he pulled out completely. She whimpered, but stopped the noise before it could be considered a protest. Derek smiled at him and tilted his head in the direction of the lube. Cam nodded, pushed his cock back into Maya’s pussy, and groaned as the muscles fluttered around him once more.

  He pulled away, straining to hold on to his own control. He grabbed the lube, squirted a generous amount on his cock, and then coated her ass. He quickly worked the slippery fluid into her anus, groaning as she shook even more with arousal.

  The woman was simply incredible.

  Grinding his teeth, Cam pressed his cock against Maya’s hole and pushed forward, gasping as her tight ring of muscle opened for him and he slid into her hot depths. Maya gave him a frantic look, her entire body shaking. Cam glanced down to realize Derek was also tormenting her breasts, pinching and pulling at her stiff nipples.

  “Come for us, sub,” Cam said a moment before he slammed into her ass, dragged out, and slammed in again. Maya screamed, her body shaking violently between them, as Cam raced toward his own orgasm. Unable to resist her siren call, Cam let himself go, pounding into her ass over and over, stiffening as cum burst from his cock, pumping into the condom buried deep in her body.

  He leaned over her, pressing a desperate kiss to her mouth as an emotion he refused to acknowledge as anything other than deep caring rolled through him. But as she closed her eyes, the smile on her face so hauntingly beautiful, Cam couldn’t lie to himself any longer. It didn’t matter that he’d only known her a week. It didn’t matter that he had no real idea where his future lay, and it didn’t matter than she was in love with another man. Cam loved her with all of his heart.

  He just hoped he loved her enough to walk away when the time came.

  * * * *

  Maya glanced around the crowded restaurant and wondered how they were going to get through the busy night with two waitresses missing. Elise hadn’t even called in to explain. It wasn’t like her to not call, and Maya found herself watching the door and worrying more with each passing minute.

  When the phone rang, she rushed to grab it, almost forgetting to use the formal greeting she herself insisted staff use when dealing with customers over the phone.

  “Maya?” a soft voice asked. Relief flooded through her, but it lasted a mere moment as the young woman took a faltering breath and Maya’s worry suddenly tripled.

  “Elise, are you okay?”

  “I–I’m sorry, Maya. I need your h–help.”

  “Anything, Elise. Whatever you need,” Maya assured the young woman.

  “Good to know,” a mocking male voice said. Maya heard Elise’s sob, but it was obvious that someone had taken the phone from her. “Me and me boys are planning a party with you as the guest of honor, Mizz Reynolds. But you’re a hard lady to get alone.”

  Maya’s heart was racing a million miles an hour, her fear for Elise threatening to overwhelm all common sense. If they knew she’d had Cam or Derek with her every minute for the last week, they were probably watching her, maybe even right now.

  “Of course, Elise can always fill in. She’s a sweet thing, and I’m bettin’ untouched, so ya know we’ll be sure ’n’ ’ave fun with her. Of course,” the man said, sounding eminently reasonable, “you’re welcome to take her place. Ya know, you being the one with the kinky experience ’n’ all.”

  Maya wasn’t silly enough to believe they’d simply let Elise go. Cam and Derek had kept a lot of information from her over the past week, but her regular customers had been more than happy to fill her in on the rumors they’d heard. This gang had some of the local businesses and residents so nervous that most were too frightened to report their behavior. The few who had contacted the police had been terrorized into withdrawing their complaints.

  “Where are you?” Maya asked, trying to sound like she was playing along as she avoided looking over at Cam. If there was someone inside her restaurant reporting back to this man, she didn’t want them seeing her communicating with Cam.

  “Don’t go gettin’ smart, bitch. You really thinkin’ I’m stupid enough to give you an address so you can send them bodyguards after us?”

  “No, no, I just…I’ll come. Please, jus
t don’t hurt Elise.”

  The man laughed, the noise grating on Maya’s overwrought nerves. “Me boys’ll be at the end of the alley in five minutes to pick you up. Be there alone. They see any hint of you being followed and poor little Elise is gonna learn about group sex real fast.”

  “Okay, okay,” Maya said. Making sure that the movement couldn’t be seen by anyone who might be watching, she carefully dug her cell phone out of her pocket, then held it under the bench, and frantically punched in a text message to Bianca. They’d always joked that they texted each other so much that they’d be able to do it with their eyes closed. Maya hoped to hell it was true because she didn’t dare lift the phone up, or look down to see it, in case whoever was watching her saw what she was doing. “I’ll be at the end of the alley, alone. In five minutes.”

  “Just you remember who’s in charge and little Elise is gonna be fine.”

  Maya wanted to call him a liar. Elise hadn’t been fine from the moment they’d taken her, and Maya walking alone into the proverbial lion’s den wasn’t going to save either of them. She prayed that her text made sense, pressed send, and dropped the phone into the garbage bin. It fell below some screwed up papers, and Maya truly hoped it was enough to hide it in case whoever was watching her searched under the reception desk.

  She didn’t even glance at Cam as she headed into the kitchen, fearful that he might notice something was wrong and try to stop her. If Bianca got her text, and the message made sense, she’d hopefully be making phone calls right now.

  Maya crossed her fingers and hoped to hell it worked.

  * * * *

  Cam watched the front and back doors from his position in the corner. For the past week he’d been trying to stay out of the way, yet still be able to protect Maya. He’d much rather lock her away somewhere safe until the danger was over, but he knew such actions weren’t practical.