Healing Holly [Club Isola 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Avery Gale

Chapter 20

  Holly’s response was instantaneous and explosive. Gage felt her honey rush over his fingers and was thrilled with her response. But it was her words that had rocked his soul, her stuttered, “Oh my God, Gage, yes, please” had bound his heart to hers in that instant. To hear his name cross her lips at the moment she let down every defense and found her release was pure perfection. While Jace squatted down and removed the bikini bottoms, Gage slid his own suit down and kicked it free.

  Placing the flat of his palm between her shoulder blades, Gage stepped up pressing his throbbing erection firmly into the crack of her ass, letting her feel what she’d done to him as he bent her at the waist. At the same time, he saw Jace removing his own trunks and stroking his fist up and down his own length. “Spread those lovely legs apart, baby. Let me in. I’m going to fuck you while you suck Master Jace.”

  “Pet, have you taken a man into your mouth before?” Gage was sliding the bulging head of his cock through her soaking labia and battling the urge to slam it home. He saw Holly shake her head and he watched Jace smile down at her indulgently. “Well, I’m honored to be your first, love. Stick out that pretty pink tongue and lick the head. Oh yea, pet, that feels wonderful. Let me guide you, but don’t get so wrapped up in following instructions that you forget to enjoy the sensations you’ll be experiencing as well. Because I promise you, Master Gage fully intends to take you right back up that mountain and give you everything your body is clamoring for even as we speak.”

  Gage resumed slowly sliding the head of his cock through her folds, holding tight at the base trying to delay his own launch over the edge into ecstasy. He saw her tongue dart out yet again and then watched as Jace’s eyes nearly rolled back in his head. Gage wanted to smile, but knew he was going to be on that same boat the minute he slid into her hot little cunt. Leaning over her, he nudged the head just inside as he rolled her nipples firmly between his fingers and then tugged. Her groan caused Jace to lean his head back and Gage heard him moan, “Oh fuck” just as his own cock pushed in to the hilt and he groaned the same words.

  Feeling the heat of her pussy as it squeezed his bare cock was sweet torture. He hadn’t fucked a woman without a condom since his first sexual experience as a young teenager and he’d longed for the sensation ever since. “Our woman feels like heaven. Her pussy walls are flexing around my cock and it feels like a beautiful silken vise. Jesus Christ on a crutch. I’m not going to last long at this rate and I want her to go first.” Gage knew his voice sounded like he’d been eating glass, but it had taken every bit of control he’d had just to keep from pounding into her until he lost himself in her sweet body.

  “Time to fly, pet, and I want you to take me with you. Will you swallow my seed?” Gage had just registered the words when he felt her pussy clamp down on him to the point it was nearly painful and her softly moaned assent had elicited a growl from Jace.

  Gage reached around her and began circling her clit with his fingers while moving in and out of her with strokes that were quickly becoming faster and less controlled. Pinching her clit between his fingers slick with her cream, he spoke against her ear, “Now, sweetheart. Come for us.” Her scream was muffled by Jace’s cock sliding in and out of her mouth and she’d just taken a quick breath when he heard Jace groan his own release. Feeling her muscles still fluttering frantically around him, Gage shifted the angle a bit and sent her over the edge again and this time he followed her into bliss. Watching as fireworks exploded behind his eyelids, Gage wasn’t sure how long his knees were going to hold him upright as the most explosive orgasm he’d ever had just kept crashing over him in wave after sweet wave.

  When he was finally able to focus again, Gage realized that he was still buried inside her, but Jace had withdrawn and was kneeling in front of her whispering sweet words of praise against Holly’s lips. Gage finally managed to withdraw and wanted to beat his chest as he watched their combined releases leaking from her swollen pussy. Grabbing a small towel he’d set off to the side, he quickly cleaned her and then himself before pulling his swim trunks back on. Gage watched as Jace stood up and pulled her into his arms hugging her tightly before he turned her back to him. Seeing the well-fucked and sated expression on her face was enough to please any man. Her eyes were half-lidded and she looked like she could curl against him and fall asleep standing up. As much as Gage would have loved to carry her all the way to the guest house naked, they would have to walk by a couple of barns and a mechanics shop that had ranch employees working in them, so he quickly wrapped her in a soft towel.

  Scooping her up into his arms he kissed her on the forehead, “Baby, you are a dream come true. That was un-fucking-believable. You can swim later—maybe in a week or two—right now we’re not finished exploring the delicious secrets of your body.”

  * * * *

  From the moment the men had walked up to her as she soaked up the sun alongside Abby, Holly’s body had been almost vibrating with need. And every single word they’d spoken and each touch had set her insides on fire. She had listened as Rissa and Kat raved about the joys of ménages, but holy shit. The first orgasm had been amazing, she had literally seen stars. But when Gage slid into her she knew it wasn’t going to hold a candle to what was to come and she had been right.

  The feel of Jace’s cock pushing through her lips, the taste of him, and the sweet smell of musky man had been so much she’d almost come from that alone. Using her tongue, she had tried to feel each bump, ridge, and vein. The smooth head had pushed clear to the back of her throat, but she’d remembered what the girls had said about breathing through her nose and opening her throat. Oh…and the first time she had swallowed around him, she had known exactly what Kat had meant by him seeming to grow bigger right in that moment.

  When he’d come down her throat she’d tasted his salty essence as his flavor had burst over her taste buds. The feeling of power, of knowing she had given him that pleasure had been heady indeed. Then Gage had pinched her clit and sent her straight over the moon. If he hadn’t had ahold of her hips, she wasn’t sure she would have stayed upright. And then when she’d felt his seed jetting against her cervix it had been enough to put her back on top of the wave again.

  He’d left her bent over so long she had begun to worry, but when she noticed his ragged breathing, she was sure he’d been as affected as she had by the earth shattering climaxes they’d given her. When he’d pulled out and she’d felt their cum running down the inside of her legs she’d been embarrassed until she’d heard him growl “fucking beautiful.” When he’d cleaned her she’d hidden her face in Jace’s chest in sheer mortification. But he had explained that it was their right and privilege to take care of her. And even though it had still seemed weird, his words had made it seem a little more understandable and “normal.” Now there’s a concept that’s never going to be the same…the new normal is a whole lot different than anything I’ve ever even dreamed possible.

  She’d told them that her memory had come crashing back…all of it in one swift wash. And now that it was restored, she remembered that she still owed Gage four swats. And she intended to get that behind her…literally…as soon as possible. That was something both her friends had emphasized…the importance of getting punishments out of the way so they weren’t hanging over your head impeding your pleasure.

  Suddenly realizing that both Katarina Lamont and Rissa Grayson-Davis had managed to convince her that they were college pals made her chuckle to herself. She couldn’t wait to thank them for their gift of friendship. It had been that connection that had gotten her through the first couple of days when the only people she’d known were Aunt Daffy and Ian. Callie and Ian had delayed leaving on their honeymoon until they’d known she was going to be alright…they would both always hold a special place in her heart.

  Thinking about all that had happened was almost overwhelming. No doubt there were going to be some hard questions to answer about her meltdown and that wasn’t a conversation she was looking forwar
d to, but she wouldn’t lie to Jace or Gage about it either. It had been all the various levels of truth in her life that had gotten her into such a fragile state that she’d barely held it together, and she had no desire to return to any of that…ever.

  The feeling of being cradled in Gage’s arms was almost enough to make her postpone the things she needed to say to them, but in the end she knew her desire for transparency was going to win out. She had only begun exploring this lifestyle, but there was something in it that spoke to her on a level so deeply ingrained in her heart she wasn’t even sure how to describe it. The feeling of freedom that she’d known in that moment of complete surrender had been the most exhilarating moment of her entire life.

  She suddenly realized she was standing naked in the bedroom of the guest house and both men were standing with their arms crossed over their massive chests watching her intently. Oh crap on a cracker…I wonder how much of that I said out loud. Damn, I really need to get a handle on that habit.

  Chapter 21

  It took everything Jace had to suppress his smile at Holly’s self-admonishment. He was thrilled with the fact that she spoke her thoughts aloud and he knew Gage was as well. “In answer to your question, pet, I’d venture that you actually spoke most of that aloud. But I’d have to say that both of your Masters would just as soon it was a habit you didn’t make any effort to break for a couple of reasons. First, it gives us a chance to get to know the real you in unguarded moments and second, it pleases us to hear just exactly how in touch with your feelings you are. Now, let’s do first things first. Since it is obvious you remember the swats you owe Master Gage, we’re going to get those out of the way and get them off your mind.” The flash of fear he saw in her eyes told him he’d made the right decision, she wasn’t going to relax until this was taken care of.

  Gage held out his hand and she timidly placed hers in it and let him lead her over to a chair in the sitting area. Jace watched as Gage sat and pulled Holly around so that she stood along his right side. Moving closer, Jace leaned against the stone fireplace and watched as the scene played out in front of him. From where he stood, Jace would be able to monitor her face during her punishment. After the cluster fuck the other night they weren’t going to take any chances with their precious little sub.

  Jace watched as Gage held her hand in his for long seconds as he studied everything about her. A loving Dom watched every detail, and always noted any differences from one moment to the next. It was critical that the Dominant partner assure that the changes were going to get the sub in their care exactly where they needed to go during the scene. Even from where he stood, Jace noted the pulse at the base of her neck was faster than it had been a few minutes ago and her respiration rate had kicked up as well. Gage spoke to her softly, but there was no mistaking the Dom-tone of his words, “Sweetness, tell me why you are being punished.”

  Holly’s eyes filled with unshed tears, “Because I called you a bastard in Italian. And…well, I just want to say, that after meeting your family…I’m really sorry. They are so nice and you were right when you said your mom wouldn’t like it. Well, I guess I don’t know so much about ‘like it,’ but she sure doesn’t deserve any kind of judgment from me.” Jace bit the inside of his mouth to keep from smiling, because Gage’s mom was a tough cookie and had no doubt said the same thing to him in English more than once.

  “While I agree with you, that my mom doesn’t deserve anyone’s judgment—the real reason I’m punishing you is because it was extremely disrespectful. And most of that is based on the fact that you didn’t think I would understand what you’d said. You’re only getting four swats because this is all so new to you, but I promise you this, sweetheart—you pull a stunt like that again and the punishment is going to be exponentially more severe. Are we clear?” Gage had been tracing circles on the inside of Holly’s wrist the entire time he’d been speaking to her. Jace knew Gage was monitoring her heart rate even though he’d never taken his eyes from hers.

  “I understand. And I am so sorry I disappointed you.” Jace watched the tears stream down her face and knew Gage’s swats wouldn’t be what they would ordinarily have been because it was obvious she was already punishing herself way more than they ever could. Jace had only known a handful of subs who didn’t really require much in the form of physical punishment, because their desire to please their Dom was so deep that any perceived disappointment was much more powerful as a deterrent. Now that wasn’t to say those same subs didn’t get off on erotic spanking or that you couldn’t send them straight into sub-space with a good flogging followed by a few lashes of a single-tail whip. But since the difference between erotic pain and punishment pain was largely in the mindset of the submissive, it was all a huge continuum.

  The essence of all Dominant/submissive relationships was actually fairly simple. Every bit of power a Dom had over a submissive was a gift the sub freely chose to give his or her Dom. He and Gage had talked endlessly about their commitment to the tenets of safe, sane, and consensual in every D/s encounter. It was the base-line of all BDSM play and absolute law at Club Isola.

  The fact that they hoped to build a lifetime relationship with Holly and she was still so new to the lifestyle meant that they would be monitoring everything even more carefully than usual. Luckily they’d both been close to the “inside” of Ian’s relationship with Callie and had gotten a rare glimpse at what it looked like to get it right.

  Jace watched Gage position Holly over his lap and chuckled at her small shriek when she’d been shifted forward so that her toes were off the floor and her ass was peaked in the perfect position for Gage’s hand. “Sweetness, this is not an erotic spanking. This is a punishment and as such, the swats are harder and I’ll remind you that you are not allowed to come without permission.” Jace could practically hear her mind screaming that he was insane. She’d learn soon enough that, done right, even a punishment spanking could send a sub over the edge of orgasm.

  Gage had never been one to draw out a punishment, preferring to get it done and move on, so Jace wasn’t surprised to see him land four well-spaced slaps in quick succession. Holly had probably barely had time to process the pain of the first swat by the time the last one had fallen. Gage’s large handprints were clearly visible and they’d need to watch her carefully for bruising. Holly had been in the hospital after her last spanking and they had both been grateful her physician had been a Dom, so he hadn’t documented the vivid handprints that had covered her sweet ass. Both Jace and Ian had learned quickly that Callie bruised quite easily. Hell, the first spanking she’d gotten had turned her black and blue for several days.

  Jace watched as Holly hiccupped her sobs after Gage settled her bright red ass on his lap. She’d hissed when her still burning skin had made contact with Gage’s shorts, but had snuggled against Gage’s chest and seemed to be settling down, so Jace moved into the bathroom to start the shower. Her sobs were more about her inner struggle than any pain she might have experienced. And as any good Dom would tell you, letting a sub release that pent up emotion was every bit as important as correcting bratty behavior.

  By the time he had everything ready, Gage was walking through the door with her in his arms. For the first time, Jace noticed Gage was truly disheartened by a punishment he’d had to mete out. But his friend would have known the importance of keeping his word, he’d told her she was getting the spanking and if Gage was to have her trust, she needed to know he would do exactly what he’d said he would do—even if he no longer wanted to.

  Jace stepped up to Holly and pulled her against his chest. Holding her softness, he realized how much he had craved moments exactly like these. After years of spending time in every shit-hole around the globe Uncle Sam could send him into, the simple joy of holding a curvy, naked woman wasn’t lost on him. Pulling back, he cradled her blotchy, red face between his palms and smiled because she was still stunningly gorgeous despite all evidence of her crying jag. “Feel better, pet?”

 
; “Y-yes, sir.”

  Holly’s soft words sent his blood racing south and as he pushed out of his swim trunks, he knew there would be no hiding that fact—not that he really cared much to try. “See what you do to me, pet? But don’t just look at my cock, love, look deep in my eyes and you will see the same thing in them that you see in Master Jace’s.” Her eyes went wide and then flooded with a longing that was unmistakable. “You are beautiful, inside and out, pet. Your submissive nature and your responsiveness is a siren’s call to both of us.”

  “Sweetness, you are exactly what Master Jace and I have spent years looking for. We’d always dreamed of finding you, but had begun to think you were just a wishful figment of our imaginations. We want to teach you about our lifestyle, but more importantly we want to teach you that you’re stronger than you believe yourself to be. And if you’ll let us, we’ll protect and cherish you. The only thing we ask for in return is your submission and your loyalty. We’d like to feed you a line of bullshit that we’ll only demand your submission during scenes, but it simply wouldn’t be the truth.” Gage was absolutely right and Jace was glad he’d put it out there.

  “What do you mean? Like, you’ll tell me where I can go and who I can see? Or what I can write? Oh, I could never agree to that.” Jace watched her pull her bottom lip between her teeth and chew on it as she slipped out of the moment and started pacing the length of the room. It could have been so wonderful, but I can’t give up everything just to have spectacular sex. Although the idea of somebody helping me keep the wolves at bay is pretty appealing. Well, fuck a fat fairy. It was all so close too. Her heavy sigh tugged at Jace’s heart.

  He looked up at Gage and saw nothing but indulgence. Gone was the Dom who would have delivered a blistering spanking because his sub was gone for a few moments. And in his place stood a Dom who had found his mate. Jace knew that Gage was a clear reflection of his own image. Obviously they weren’t doing a very good job of training her if she thought they were planning to control her every move—and it was past time to clear up a few things.