Fooled Around and Fell in Love [The Doms of Sybaris Cove 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  He chuckled. “Yes, it does.” They struck her with it a few more times, alternating using it on her ass and pussy, and then they switched to several thick floggers that felt stiffer than the ones they’d used before. These really hurt, but she loved it. Just as she had done earlier, she slipped into a peaceful place where pain and pleasure became one, and every happy thought rushed to the surface.

  When they took off the ropes she was surprised to realize they’d stopped. “Did I do something wrong?”

  “Not at all,” said Estevan. “We want to put you on your back for a while.”

  They moved her to the sofa, and when she was on her back they asked her to grasp her ankles. She did, and then they retied each wrist and ankle together with the rope so she was spread-eagled and they could reach everything. “Oh, I like this.”

  “Yeah,” said Liam, “so do we.” She heard movement, and then one tongue licked her nipples and the other licked her pussy. Jade cried out and squirmed against her ropes, but they held her limbs firmly in place. Their tongues alternated with caresses, and then she heard a package being opened.

  She moved her head from side to side which instantly made her feel silly as she was still blindfolded. When something large, warm, and covered in lube was gently slid into her ass, she moaned loudly. It felt so fucking good she couldn’t even stand it.

  “It’s a butt plug,” said Estevan. “What do you think?”

  “I love it, Sir.”

  “Good girl.” Those words! When they said them, she wanted to give them anything and everything they asked for. She hoped the damn storm went on for a week because she never wanted to leave this house or these two men. They were everything she’d ever wanted, all rolled up into two sexy, gorgeous packages. The rest of the world no longer existed. There was only Estevan and Liam.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Their hands caressed her again, and then they began to gently smack her nipples and her pussy with the various toys. They alternated that with the candle wax and ice again, and soon Jade was out of her mind with need. She wasn’t prepared for each time the candle wax dripped onto her breast or pussy lips, and gasped when they immediately followed it with a quick pass of ice. They would repeat that pattern a few times, but she never knew how many because they varied it each time, and then the sting of the crop or the heavy thud of a flogger would take its place.

  Sweat dotted her hairline, and her pussy was so wet she was certain Liam would need to have the sofa cushions cleaned. Surely her juices had run onto them by now. The pain and pleasure mixed together once more and she let it consume her as she slipped away into an exquisite fog.

  Jade stopped trying to anticipate what was coming next and just accepted each new sensation. Every chill from the ice, followed by warmth from the wax, sent fresh desire coursing through her body. Each hard thud from a flogger, and burning sting of a crop or a flogger with thin falls pushed her closer to the edge of her limits, but she didn’t want them to stop. She wanted to take this for them because to please them now was the foremost thing on her mind.

  And as the pain became more intense, so did the endorphin rush. Her incomprehensible words turned to monosyllabic mutterings until she stopped listening to the sound of her own voice and instead merely absorbed the sounds of their breathing, and the soft whoosh of each toy through the air before it struck her.

  Time ceased to exist. There was only the combination of pain and pleasure, until Jade had completely given herself over to it, and she could no longer even think. She could only feel. They were either very good at reading her body language, or were mind readers, because each time the pain started to break through the delicious fog she’d slipped into, they switched to caressing her with the fur or their hands.

  When they finally stopped, she was surprised once again. She slowly became aware that her nipples and pussy were on fire, and she thought they were going to untie her, but instead the slick heads of their cocks were brushed over her lips, her breasts, and her clit.

  Someone kissed her, and because it was so damn sexy not knowing whose tongue was inside her mouth, she came. The butt plug only accentuated her contractions, and she moaned in the back of her throat, deepening the kiss until he released it.

  “We want to try something,” said Estevan. “It’s intense and dirty.”

  Shivers ran up and down her spine. “Anything,” she whispered. “I’ll give you two anything you want.”

  “Careful with that, love.”

  Had Liam just called her love?

  “I mean it, Sir. Anything.”

  She swore she heard them high-five each other, and then her ropes were removed, but still not the blindfold. She recognized Liam’s scent, close to her, before he spoke. “Just relax, sweetheart. If you don’t like this, use your safewords. Okay?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Love? Sweetheart? Was she imagining this? She didn’t want to read too much into any of their words right now, but she’d be fooling herself if she denied how easy it would be to lose her heart to these two. It’s not like she’d just met them on Friday. Far from it. This had been a long time coming for all of them.

  Estevan helped her straddle Liam, and then Liam guided her over his hips until she’d sheathed his dick with her pussy. Because the butt plug was still in, the fullness was very intense, and the orgasm she’d had before crested once more as if it had never ended. Jade threw back her head and cried out loudly as he played with her clit. The contractions were so exaggerated now that they were almost painful, and she was afraid she’d have to safeword.

  Estevan grasped her breasts from behind. “Are you enjoying this, love?”

  “Yes, Sir,” she whispered. “It’s so…so much more than I ever fantasized it could be.”

  Liam stopped rubbing her clit, and then Estevan gently pushed her down until she lay prone against Liam’s chest. She sighed when Liam wrapped his arms around her and the butt plug was gently removed. When she heard a condom wrapper, she moaned again. “Oh God…” She knew what they were going to do, and she could hardly stand the excitement.

  “Are you okay with this?” Estevan’s sexy voice was filled with concern.

  “Yes. Yes, Sir. I’m just so turned on by everything.”

  “Good girl.” She melted into Liam’s hard body underneath her as Estevan slid his dick into her asshole. The fullness was almost painful at first, and neither man thrust for a few seconds to let her get used to it.

  “You okay?” asked Liam.

  “Yes, Sir. It’s incredible.”

  “I agree. I’ve never felt anything so fucking good.”

  “We have to do this all the time,” said Estevan. “May I move now, Jade? Are you all right?”

  “Yes. Yes, please. Please fuck me. Both of you. Please…”

  The men timed their thrusts so they alternated at first, and then they moved in and out of her together. Her moans mixed with theirs, and it didn’t take long for another climax to crest. Tears stained the inside of her blindfold as she let the emotions wash over her. She’d never felt anything like this and knew that sex with one man would never again fill her needs. Everything was sore now, but she didn’t care.

  She’d lay here like this with them for the next five days, having sex, and letting them use all their toys on her. Nothing in her life would ever be the same again. She didn’t want it to be. This was what she’d wanted, and nothing less would satisfy her ever again. Everything had changed for the better.

  When they switched places, Estevan removed his condom and Liam put one on, but she only knew that from the sounds. They still hadn’t removed her blindfold but that was all right. She loved this. She was their prisoner, and she had to do what they said. But they weren’t cruel captors. They’d cherish and protect her, and she knew that. It was so damn sexy she couldn’t believe it was real, but it was. She was here with both of them, and nothing in her waking or sleeping dreams had prepared her for the reality of these two together.

  She suddenly understood all of it
in a way she hadn’t before. This was the real deal. They weren’t playing here. It kind of freaked her out to think of them in those terms, but she allowed the emotions free reign in her mind because Liam’s cock in her ass and Estevan’s in her pussy felt too damn good. She wanted nothing to ruin this for her, or for them.

  “I need to fuck your pussy,” said Liam, reaching around to take off her blindfold. “I want to fuck you hard and deep. I need to do that. Right now.”

  She moaned at the images his words evoked. He pulled out, and then Estevan did as well. “Where do you want me, Sir?” she asked.

  “Leaning over the sofa cushions.”

  They helped her stand and then lean over the sofa facing it. She supported her weight on her elbows, and one of them smacked each ass cheek, hard.

  “You are so fucking beautiful.” Estevan’s voice was filled with emotion, and all she could do was whimper as he shoved his dick into her pussy from behind. He reached around and played with her breasts as he fucked her, rough and hard.

  When Estevan withdrew, Liam took his place, and planted soft kisses on her lower back as he slammed into her. She loved the raw, crazy fucking from him. Another climax washed over her, and she readjusted her feet so she could push back against him, wanting more. She lost track of how many times each man took a turn, and marveled at their strength and stamina.

  When they each finally came, her pussy was very sore but she didn’t care. She’d do it all over again if that’s what they wanted. No way could she ever grow tired of these two. They took turns holding her on their laps, stroking her damp hair, whispering how much they’d enjoyed that and how beautiful she was.

  She had everything she needed, right here and now. If only she could simply stay in this house with them and they could all ignore the rest of the world. When they carried her back to bed she fell asleep almost immediately this time, sore but totally sated. And happier than she’d ever been in her entire life.

  * * * *

  When the three finally left what Liam jokingly called his bunker, it was Sunday afternoon. They walked to the east side of the house and stepped out onto the balcony off the living room. It overlooked the valley below, and normally the homes dotting the winding streets were clearly visible. But what greeted them this afternoon was a sight none of them had seen in their lifetimes. Some of the lower lying streets were so flooded that the homes on those streets were covered with water halfway to their first floor windows.

  “Oh God…” Jade put a hand to her mouth, and Liam moved to put his arms around her. Her street was to the south, but Liam had no windows that faced that direction. That part of the house included his bunker. None of them needed to state the obvious out loud. If it was this bad in the low-lying streets, chances were the building in which she lived was flooded.

  “You think everyone is okay in my building?”

  “I’m sure they are,” said Estevan. “You live on the third floor, so your apartment is probably safe from the water.”

  She nodded. “Yes, but what about the people below me?”

  “I’m sure they got out before the water got this high. We had plenty of warning.”

  She pointed toward the downtown area, which was visible at the horizon. “It doesn’t look like the water got that high over there.”

  Liam glanced over the downtown area through his binoculars, then handed them to Jade. “It didn’t. See the schools? There’s no water around them. I’m betting they set those up as shelters.”

  She smiled at him, and then handed the glasses to Estevan. “They did. I mean, that’s what they usually do, anyway. And that means the station is probably okay as well. It’s on higher ground.” She frowned. “But what about Phoebe’s Playthings?”

  “It’s on the other side,” said Liam. “Let’s go and see.” He led them upstairs to the third floor. He didn’t use much of the space up here other than for storage, but it did have one large room that had a balcony which afforded a view to the west. On clear days, he could see Phoebe’s Playthings from it even without the binoculars.

  He and Estevan stepped outside first because Jade said she was afraid to. “I’m sure if it was bad Asa would have called me by now.”

  Estevan grinned. “To tell you what? Find a rowboat and get to work?”

  Liam had to laugh. “Probably.” He raised the binoculars and peered through them. “It looks okay from here. I can see the grass in some spots, but there is water on most of the roads around it.”

  “Do you see Asa and Tim out there with buckets, dumping the water back into the lake?”

  Liam laughed again. “They would do that, too. No. I don’t see anyone around.”

  “I’m glad it’s not flooded.”

  Jade finally stepped outside, a question in her eyes. Liam handed her the binoculars. “Have a look. It’s okay.”

  “Oh good.” She swept the glasses around to the south as far as possible. “I can’t see Estevan’s condo complex.”

  “It’s directly south of here, hon. I have no windows on that side of the house.”

  “Don’t worry about me,” said Estevan. “Possessions can be replaced. People can’t.”

  She lowered the binoculars and gazed at each of them with so much tenderness and trust that Liam’s heart gave a strange lurch. He was going to fall head over in heels in love with this amazing woman, and there wasn’t one damn thing he could do about it. And he didn’t even mind.

  It would be a disaster of epic proportions as far as Asa was concerned, and there’s no telling what her brother would do, but Liam didn’t give a shit about them right now. He only wanted to be with her, holding her, making love to her, and looking into those gorgeous eyes. To hell with everyone else. He was a grown man, too, and this silly division between his family and the people who were here first was beyond asinine. He wasn’t going to play into it, no matter what.

  Estevan had said that possessions could be replaced but people couldn’t. He was right, but Liam realized there was more at stake here than mere possessions or his financial security. If he lost Jade again, there would be no going back a third time. And he’d lose his dignity and self-respect in the process. She’d never see him as a person who could stand up for himself, or for her. And qualities like that in a man meant more to someone like Jade than every object in this house ten times over.

  No. He had to fight for her this time, and that might mean taking on Asa as well as Santos. But she was worth it. A lifetime of loneliness in this silly house were all that awaited him without a woman like Jade in his life. And people like her didn’t grow on trees.

  He wouldn’t become like Asa, married and divorced three times already because he’d chased every woman who gave him more than a passing glance, and then couldn’t understand what happened when it became apparent each one only wanted his name and money.

  Liam wouldn’t let that happen. And Jade would never want him for either. She wanted the person she saw inside, and that was worth more than anything in this house and in the company put together. It was priceless. He wasn’t going to blow this.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Estevan tried for the rest of Sunday not to worry about his condo, but as the sun began to set, he couldn’t stop checking the Twitter feed on his phone about which shops and streets on the island were under water. Finally, as he, Liam, and Jade were setting in to watch several movies they’d chosen from Liam’s extensive collection, he saw a tweet that said his street had standing water, but was passable by trucks or large SUVs.

  He shared the news with Liam and Jade. She crawled into his lap and snuggled against his chest. “I’m so glad. Any word on when we can all go back to our homes?”

  “It’ll be a few days yet, at least. Why? Are you tired of us already?”

  “Never. No way. You two are stuck with me.”

  His heart nearly burst. “Hey, that’s our line.” He wished they weren’t all so tired and sore because his damn dick stood at attention again, and every fiber of his being ache
d to hold her, touch her, and be inside her again. He’d been half in love with her most of his adult life, and the past forty-eight hours had cemented it forever. There was no way he could give her up now.

  But reality was reality, and this was only a break from it. He’d told her that this was it. The real deal. And he’d meant it at the time. But seeing the water from up this high, and realizing that this town and the rest of the island had a long recovery process ahead brought reality back to the forefront.

  Tomorrow was Monday, and she normally worked. She’d have to go back, assuming his Jeep or Liam’s car could get her there. And then what? Even if she was stuck in this castle on the hillside in their magical fantasyland adventure for a few more days, or a week, eventually they’d all return to work. And going to their jobs meant facing Santos and Asa, and their disapproval. Asa didn’t yet know what had happened up here. Liam would have to deal with that, but he and Jade would catch the fallout.

  And he might no longer have the painting job at the police station once things got back to normal. Santos wouldn’t simply let this go. Granted, he’d survive without that particular job, but Santos held as much power over people on this island as Asa and Tim each did. If he wanted to be a prick about it, he could make a lot of trouble for him, and for Jade. He probably couldn’t do much harm to Liam, but Asa could.

  The first movie they’d picked out started just as Jade’s cell phone rang. She didn’t move to answer it, so Liam picked it up. It was Santos, but he handed it to her anyway. “It might be about work. You’re supposed to be there tomorrow, aren’t you?”

  “So are you.”

  He smiled. “You saw the streets around the complex. No one is getting near there tomorrow without a canoe or hip boots, at least.”

  She took the phone and answered it. Santos wasn’t yelling this time, at least, but they could still hear his voice. “Stay where you are until the streets are passable near your building.”

  “Did Nick say so?”