Clark, Rachel - Alicia's Awakening (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
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I grow tense in the quiet, wanting to know what each man is thinking, but unwilling to interfere.
“Your life would be easier if I did,” Doug says in a sad voice I’ve never heard from him before. With me he is always bossy but indulgent, firm but loving. I don’t remember a time when I’ve seen him unhappy. Even at the hospital when he’d been concerned, upset, and angry, he’d been happy that I was with him. Is that a gift I can give to him? Do I make him happy, or is he still hiding his needs from me? I hate the feeling of not knowing, of not understanding. And damn it, I can feel another panic attack coming on. I don’t want to be weak. I don’t want to ask more from Lachlan and Doug than they’re willing to give.
But I can’t just lie here and say nothing.
I move slowly, pretending to wake up, but Lachlan laughs quietly as he leans over to press a kiss to my temple. “I think Doug needs some convincing. Why don’t you go see if you can suck some of the stubbornness right out of him?”
I nod, breaking protocol by looking up at Doug’s face. He seems frozen, perhaps only just now realizing that I’ve heard every word. “Do I make you happy?” I ask, needing to know the answer, needing to quiet the questions in my head.
He reaches over, cupping my face as I crawl toward him. “More than you know,” he says with a sad smile. “More than I deserve.”
“Deserve?” I ask again. I know I shouldn’t be talking. Here in Doug’s bedroom I’m supposed to be quiet, do as I’m told, listen to my Dom, but this just feels too important. All three of us seem to want the same thing. If I can convince Doug to stay, maybe we can all be happy.
“Little one,” he says as I reach for the zipper to his jeans, “I shouldn’t have let myself get emotionally involved. I knew all along that you belonged to Lachlan.”
“But you love me?” I ask, holding my breath as I wait for his answer.
“I do,” he says on a deep exhalation, “and I want you and Lachlan to be happy.”
“We want you to be happy, too,” I say as I reach into his jeans and pull out his already-hard cock. I go to lower my mouth to him¸ but he places a hand under my chin and lifts my face so that I’m staring into his eyes once more.
“Be careful what you wish for,” he warns me in a deep, angry tone. I tremble in his hold, but I’m not frightened. I know this man. “If I stay, you’ll have two bossy Doms who’ll use you every chance we get. You’ll be lucky to leave the bedroom. And then you’ll probably be so swollen and raw that you’ll walk bow-legged.”
I moan at the thought. Being able to give them both what they need would be wonderful. But I also know them well enough to know that they would care for me as well. Yes, in the bedroom I’ll be their submissive, but I’ll still have my own life, my own choices outside of it. Neither of them would ever try to control every aspect of my existence.
“I think our sub likes that idea,” Lachlan says as he moves to kneel behind me. He presses his jean-clad cock against my ass, moving slightly as he rubs the rough material against my swollen pussy lips. “Go on, Alicia. Doug needs to mark you with his cum. Give him what he needs, baby.” I squeeze my hand around Doug’s cock, whimpering with need as he fists his hand in my hair and stops me from taking him in my mouth.
“Be very sure, little one,” he says as the three of us seem frozen in time. “Once our collar goes around your neck, there will be no backing away. You’ll be ours forever.”
“Forever,” I say on a sigh, “sounds perfect to me.”
I have but a moment to enjoy the amazing feeling of being exactly where I belong before Doug pushes me onto his cock. I take him into my mouth, licking and laving him as he slides in, swallowing when he reaches the back of my throat. I hear Lachlan unzip his jeans, the crinkly sound of a condom being ripped open in haste, and then he’s inside me, too, fucking me joyously, his movements in perfect synch with Doug.
They begin to fuck me wildly, using me as they said they would, bringing me more joy than perhaps they even understand. I can feel my orgasm building, my body reacting exactly as it should, the wicked, thrilling ride to orgasm faster than ever before. But I hold off, shaking in reaction, needing my Doms’ permission.
Doug pushes me down, holding me trapped, his cock deep in my throat. “Swallow,” he growls as his orgasm begins. I do as he says, moaning as Lachlan wraps his hand underneath me and pinches my clit. I’m about ready to explode, shaking, shivering, groaning as I try to force my orgasm back.
“Come for us,” Doug says, using that indulgent tone once more.
He holds me close as climax rips through me, every cell in my body dancing crazily as the most incredible, most amazing, most awe-inspiring sensations ripple over me. Lachlan grips my hips harder, slamming into my pussy as it squeezes around him. I feel his cock throb with his release, filling the condom, the rough material of his jeans against my ass and thighs making me twitch with aftershocks.
Finally, liquid heat flows through my veins, the glowing lassitude of incredible orgasm somehow overshadowed by the feeling of contentment. They both love me. I love them both. It will take a lot to make a relationship work, but the details can wait.
I relax into their care, loving the feeling of being held by them both, and knowing without a shadow of a doubt that this is exactly where I belong.
Epilogue
Lachlan smiled as Alicia moaned in arousal and Doug refused to let her orgasm. Over and over Doug tormented their beautiful sub until she was so frustrated Lachlan could see she was considering mutiny.
He dangled the nipple clamps in her line of vision and he smiled when she quickly changed her expression.
They were both really pleased by their sub’s progress. Alicia finally trusted them enough to let herself be completely immobilized. Using the Japanese bondage technique of Shibari, Doug currently had her suspended from the ceiling, her legs wide open, her pussy and breasts exposed, her ass already filled with a butt plug.
In a few moments they would take her together in front of the whole club, fucking her joyously as she screamed in delight. Then afterward, in front of a smaller group of friends, he and Doug planned to place a collar around her beautiful throat and publicly make a lifelong commitment to their little sub.
He smiled when Bryce stepped closer and offered his congratulations. Fortunately, Doug chose that exact moment to order Alicia to climax so she would have been too distracted to notice. She was going to be pissed when she learned that everyone but her knew how special this night was going to be, but as he and Doug had spent many hours proving, Doms didn’t have to ask. They were the ones in control after all.
“How’s Casey?” he asked Bryce, still watching Alicia as Doug began tormenting her all over again.
Bryce gave him a tight smile, but it was clear that something was bothering him. “The doctors are planning to release her in a few days. She’s decided to stay with her sister and her sister’s husband until she’s well enough to cope on her own.”
“I suppose that’s good news,” Lachlan said carefully. He’d known Bryce and his brother, Grant, had offered to take care of Casey when she was released from the hospital—and she would have been in very good hands—but he wasn’t surprised that she would shy away from living in the home owned by two intimidating Doms.
Once a sub’s trust was broken it was very difficult to earn it back—even for the Doms who’d never played with her. Lachlan had known Casey for only a few years, but he considered her a good friend. The fact that she’d been wary of him when he’d gone to visit had felt like a physical blow. It was awful to see a woman who’d once been comfortable and fulfilled while living this lifestyle to have that happiness stolen from her.
He gazed at his woman suspended by soft ropes, covered in sweat, and wearing a contented smile, and silently promised that she would never know what it felt like to have her trust broken.
Smiling, Lachlan stepped onto the stage, pressed a kiss to Alicia’s mouth, and happily leaped into the future he’d always hoped
for.
THE END
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