The Kegelmeister [Dr. Love Shark 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Bobbi Brattz

  “Today we’re going to demonstrate some exercises that will help strengthen your Kegels. Tara, will you lie on your back on the mat?”

  “Yes, sir.” It nearly drove her crazy that she wanted to grovel for him.

  “Now, Tara, put your feet on the floor just under your knees.”

  Somehow, lying on the floor near him was worse than standing next to him. She felt vulnerable, and worse, she wanted him.

  “All you have to do is tense your stomach muscles and lift your hips up then down. Repeat that ten times and increase your repetitions as you feel ready to. Never push yourself until it hurts, ladies. Keep going, Tara.”

  Piers made her do a number of exercises until she was ready to scream at him. He seemed to take great pleasure in baiting her.

  “Thank you, Tara. You did a great job. Ladies, practice what you learned here today and I’ll see you tomorrow morning at the same time. Have a good night and don’t forget to stop by the luau on the beach.”

  He gave Tara his hand and helped her up. When she stood beside him, he murmured, “You did a good job. After the luau, we begin more lessons.”

  Spice and fresh air. That’s what he smelled of, her senses working like wildfire, sensitive to everything about him. His warm brown eyes held a note of anticipation as he stared at her. She was ashamed of herself that she could barely look him in the eye. With his deep, husky voice, she could barely breathe, she was so turned on.

  Shit! I wish I could just walk away and be done with him, but I’m truly his slave girl. I’m not sure how much more I can resist the man. My heart is betraying me and it simply can’t happen. What am I to do?”

  “Come. I’ll walk you back to the house. Let’s go for a swim then have lunch on the patio.”

  Swallowing hard, she asked, “What about Kona?”

  The gentle smile he gave her belied the sudden passion in his eyes as he took her by the arm and led her into the change room. Though she tried to pull away, he held onto her.

  “Don’t worry about Kona. He can take care of himself. It will be you and me alone.”

  “How does that work, Piers? Won’t he be upset that he’s left out?”

  Slowly, he shook his head. “He knows that we’ll have time with him later tonight. Ever since the day you instigated this ménage, we’ve had an agreement. You two will have time alone as well sometimes. As long as you’re okay with it, so are we.”

  The thought of having Piers all to herself was daunting at best because of the way she reacted to him.

  “Do I have to call you Master?”

  “Not in the pool.”

  His wide grin nearly made her smile back, but all she could think about was him naked, kissing her and holding her in his arms. Tara nearly melted on the spot. They began walking home, side by side. Always the professional, Piers didn’t give a hint of their relationship while in public.

  Finally, when they passed the bar, she cleared her throat and said in a breathless voice, “I’m okay with it if Kona is.”

  “Meet me at the pool in twenty minutes. I have a few things to do.”

  “Okay. Piers?”

  He stopped and looked down at her. She had to crane her neck to meet his gaze.

  “Promise me that you won’t want to have a relationship. I don’t want to have complications.”

  His eyebrow rose as he studied her.

  “I promise. I have no intention of having a relationship with anyone. But, during the time we are together, I will be with you and Kona alone. Is that fair?”

  Relieve and dismay blended together. She wasn’t sure what she wanted, but it was good to clear the air and know what the outcome would be after they ended their liaison.

  “Yes. More than fair. Does Kona agree?”

  “Absolutely. I’ve been doing this for a long time, Tara. You aren’t the last ménage I’ll have. We play the game with no strings attached. I’ll see you soon.”

  As he walked away, Tara fought back tears. She was so confused about what she wanted, let alone what the men did. How she was going to get past the next three weeks was beyond her.

  Damn, he has such a nice ass. A slow grin spread over her face as she watched him enter the house. It was time to rush to her room and change, not that he’d let her keep her bikini on. Excited, she raced down the hall.

  * * * *

  In a shaded area of the bar, Selina watched Piers and Tara walking back to the house and grimaced.

  That woman is the reason I can’t have Piers. She’ll pay the price and soon.

  When a waiter came up to her with her drink, she suddenly smiled, all thoughts of the couple held deep within her. It was important to keep up the farce that all was well. She’d been a model guest, except for trying to have dinner with Piers, thanks to Tara.

  Her hand shook as she tipped the man and took a sip of her piña colada from a straw. Kona was down at the beach teaching a yoga class. The only problem would be getting Tara alone, but she’d do it if she had to drag the woman.

  Tonight…

  * * * *

  As she lay by the pool on a lounge chair, Tara felt sleepy and closed her eyes. The sun was bright, boring down on her unprotected skin. Unable to stay awake, she dozed off, only to be rudely awakened.

  Looking down on her with a frown on his face, Piers shook her.

  “Are you nuts? Where is your sunscreen? You could have burned. Lucky I didn’t take too much time to wrap up my work.”

  “I–I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep. It was so nice and warm lying here.”

  “Take your bikini top off so I can see how badly you burned.”

  Thinking he was using it as a ruse to strip her down, Tara slowly undid the tie behind her neck and back, dropping the small top on the patio floor. She cupped her breasts and winked at him.

  “How do I look? Hot enough?”

  Piers tried not to smile but lost it, answering her grin with his own.

  “You have a mild burn, but be warned, woman, I plan on teaching you some valuable lessons tonight. Now, get into the pool.”

  Before she turned, he grabbed the strap at her hip and tugged it. When she looked down, he did the other one and the bottoms dropped as well.

  “You won’t be needing them.”

  “Good. But, Piers, what if someone comes?”

  “We won’t be interrupted. After Mateo and Rae were caught on film having sex with me, he had a ten-foot fence put up to replace the other one. He also had the trees pruned so that no one could climb them without a ladder.”

  “Okay, I believe you. Now, will you rub me with some sunscreen before we swim?”

  “Yes. I’ll go get some, but no napping while I’m gone.”

  They both laughed. He disappeared inside the house. The thought of having him all to herself and not having to submit to him unless she wanted to was delicious. Tara tested the water with her toes, finding it warm.

  A low whistle sounded behind her. Kona was leaning against the door, watching her.

  “Now, that’s what I’m talking about. Coming home to find a sea Goddess waiting for me is more than I could ask for.”

  “I thought you were teaching on the beach.”

  “The women cancelled the class because it’s so hot today. I think they are right. You are way too hot to look at without touching. Come here.”

  Disappointed that Piers would have to share her, she walked over to Kona and gave him a quick kiss.

  “Hey, don’t be cheap. I want more than a little peck.”

  Both arms swept her up and held her close to his hard chest. His lips descended and captured hers, making her forget her thoughts of Piers until she heard him clear his throat.

  “Oh, Piers, look who’s home.”

  Somehow she felt guilty. Kona didn’t put her down, but nodded at Piers.

  “Are you having her alone or do you want to share?”

  Piers didn’t look upset at all.

  “The more the merrier. Let’s see if she can swi
m.”

  Kona nodded and walked over to the deep end.

  “You are not going to throw me i–"

  She squealed as he dumped her into the pool. As she surfaced, both men jumped in after her, also naked.

  “You brute!” she shouted, laughing.

  When they came up, both men had predatory looks in their eyes and a slight smile on their faces. Tara screamed and tried to swim away from them but Kona captured her foot and Piers pulled her into his arms. She couldn’t stop laughing until he seized her lips, silencing her.

  “Hey, don’t forget me,” Kona complained, his arms circling her waist.

  Piers let her go, chuckling as he handed her over to him, and he never missed a beat as he captured her mouth, pulling her against his hard body so that she felt his cock against her belly.

  When she was finally able to drag her lips away, she shook her head.

  “You two are incredibly—”

  “Incredibly what?” Kona asked, moving closer once again.

  “Incredibly slow!”

  At that Tara dove deep in the water and swam as fast as she could but Piers was right on her, Kona just behind him. Underwater, Piers kissed her again, and continued as they hit the surface.

  “Slow, are we?” he said in between kisses.

  Barely able to catch her breath, she gave in and kissed him back with all the pent-up passion she had from the morning. Thinking about last night sent her heart spinning, along with her stomach. She was more than ready for some loving.

  “Can we go inside?” she asked.

  Piers shook his head, cupping her ass with his warm hands. He was ready for her.

  “What about condoms?”

  “In my pants. Hold on. Kona, guard our prize, will you?”

  “It would be my pleasure.” Once she was in his arms, Kona continued where Piers left off. Tara was light-headed by the time he stopped. When she saw him take a condom packet from Piers, she realized that Piers was armed and ready to go.

  “What about Moki?”

  He smiled. “Moki can get her own hunks.”

  “That’s not what I meant, silly.”

  “Come here,” he growled.

  “Hey, you, we’re not in the bedroom now. You can’t order me around.”

  “Watch me.” Piers moved in for the kill, dragging her through the water into his arms. Every muscle in his body was hard and tense as he scooped her up, moving to the area of the pool he could stand in. He pressed her against the side and reached down to insert his finger in her channel. She was already hot and ready for him.

  “Squeeze my fingers with your pussy, vamp!”

  “A vamp, am I? I’ll show you who’s a vamp.”

  With her legs wrapped around his waist, she tried as hard as she could to tighten her muscles around his fingers. Piers groaned and released her only long enough to sink his cock deep within her. Tara moaned, thrilled at how he filled every inch of her sheath. Wild sensations rolled through her core as he moved. The water slowed his movements to a delicious pace.

  Kona waited behind Piers, which excited her more, knowing he would be next. The anticipation was almost as stimulating as the way Piers made her ache for more.

  “Deeper, harder,” she hissed in between kisses.

  “Greedy girl,” he growled into her mouth.

  “Piers, I’m ready now.”

  This time he didn’t stop her but came with her, groaning as he held on to her ass cheeks. Resting a few precious moments, Piers slowly let her go, kissing her over and over again. He and Kona switched places. While Piers got out of the pool to clean up, Kona didn’t waste any time taking up where he’d left off.

  As he sank deep within her, Tara shouted out her joy. Having one man followed by another was an experience she was glad she hadn’t missed as he brought her to peak right away. Instead of stopping to let her catch her breath, he kept going, bringing her to climax multiple times. It was different with each of them, but she wanted more.

  Yes, she felt like a greedy woman as she begged, “Kona, come with me now!” But he wasn’t ready yet. Though she thought she’d come for the last time, he brought her crashing over waves of bliss. Finally, he joined her, hissing as he held her close.

  “You are a miracle, Tara. You make me crazy for you.”

  Suddenly, she pulled back, panic setting in as the release faded.

  “Kona, promise me you won’t get too close to me?”

  He withdrew and held her tight.

  “Tell me why you don’t want a relationship. I’m not saying I want one, either, but I’m curious.”

  All she could do was shake her head as words failed her. The familiar haunted feeling washed over her as she held back. Unfortunately, Kona didn’t take no for an answer and persisted in his questioning her.

  “Come on, Tara. Nothing you can say will change what we have here. Tell me.”

  “I…I can’t, Kona. It’s something I have to deal with myself.”

  “You’re not married are you?”

  “Of course not. It’s personal and I haven’t told anyone. I won’t tell anyone. Don’t worry, I don’t have AIDS or STDs. I’m fine, really.”

  “Well, darlin’, when you’re ready to talk, I’ll be ready to listen. Don’t forget. Promise me?” His warm brown eyes nearly made her open up, they were so filled with concern, but she refused to give in.

  “I’d best go to my room and rest a while. You two wore me out.” Her fake laugh didn’t get by him.

  “Tara, I meant what I said. When you–"

  “I did, too. Let me go, Kona. I’ll see you later.”

  “If you’re up to it, tonight we’ll continue your ‘lessons.’”

  That brought out her laughter.

  “You two are insatiable and I love that about you. Tell me, will you both fit?”

  “Piers was right about you,” he said, grinning ear to ear.

  “About what?” Was he talking behind her back?

  “You are a greedy little girl.”

  She felt such relief when he kissed her hard then let her go. She shoved at him playfully and raced as fast as she could out of the pool so he couldn’t catch her. The chase was on, and tonight would be more interesting than before.

  “Hey, you! That was unfair. I’ll get you, my pretty…”

  He cackled and rose out of the water. Tara squealed and ran into the house, barely using the towel before she went in. Her laughter rang out as she closed the door.

  Naked, she was shocked to see a dark figure in the doorway, a gun in hand. Without a word, the intruder aimed and fired just as Tara moved. Burning heat in her shoulder followed the loud shot, slamming her body against the patio door. Blood dripped down her chest as she stood there staring at the retreating figure. All went black as Tara hit the floor.

  Chapter 11:

  Reality Strikes

  When Piers heard the shot, he raced down the hall to the dining room. When he came toward the patio doors he saw that Tara was slumped against them. Kona was on the other side, unable to get in because she blocked the door. He disappeared for a moment, only to come in from the kitchen door.

  “What the hell happened? I heard a shot.” Kona was visibly shaken.

  Struggling for control, Piers checked for her pulse, finding it thready and weak. He felt like he’d been punched in his chest, breathless with fear for her life.

  “Call an ambulance and the police. Tell them I’m a doctor.”

  Kona raced down the hall for the phone while Piers lay Tara down on the floor. She was bleeding profusely and remained unconscious.

  Moki arrived, crying out Tara’s name as she rushed toward Piers.

  “What happened, Piers?”

  “She was shot. Moki, get my medical bag and a few towels so I can stem the flow of blood, and hurry. If you see anyone in the house, scream your head off.”

  “The door was wide open, Piers. I think they left.” She rushed off down the hall.

  “Stay with me, Tara.
Stay with me.”

  Suddenly, he realized that he loved her and pushed the thought aside. Now was not the time to get squeamish. Moki and Kona returned at the same time. Kona knelt down and picked up Tara’s hand while Moki handed Piers the bag and towels.

  “Who would do such a thing?” Moki cried, tears pouring down her cheeks.

  Piers only spared her a quick look then focused on his patient. He took the first towel and lifted her shoulder to place it beneath, looking at the damage at the same time.

  “The shot went right through her. I don’t think it hit any organs, but she’s losing a lot of blood. Kona, place the second towel over the wound and apply pressure.”

  Though he sounded clinical, inside he was scared to death. She’d lost too much blood already. Sirens sounded in the distance.

  What if she dies? How will I live without her? She’s everything to me.

  Moki disappeared for a few moments, then returned with two pair of shorts and a sheet to cover Tara’s naked body.

  “Moki, go outside and wait for them.”

  Without a word, she raced off down the hallway and out the front door. Now that he had both of them helping, he could take a moment to catch his breath. He realised he’d been holding it since he saw Tara lying in a pool of blood.

  “The wound is high enough on her shoulder that I think she’ll be fine as long as we can slow the blood loss,” he said it aloud as though trying to convince himself that she’d be all right.

  “Piers, I think she’s coming around,” Kona said in a dead tone.

  “She’s in shock, Kona. Keep her talking.”

  “Wha…what happened?” Tara gasped as she opened her eyes.

  Kona leaned in closer, looking her in the eye. He struggled to put an expression of confidence on his face though he felt anything but.

  “Darlin’, you’ve been shot. Did you see who did it?”

  “Shot? No, I…there was someone…someone standing in the hallway, but I couldn’t see who it was. They were in the shadows.” she murmured, groaning in pain.

  “Someone broke in,” Moki said, wringing her hands.

  The sirens were louder now. Piers kissed her forehead.

  “Help is coming. Hang on, Tara.”