by Leah Brooke
Jake always understood her.
With a hand on each cheek, Hoyt spread her wider, so wide that her opening stung. “A punishment plug? Very nice. I’m sure her spankings are much more effective with her ass filled, and I have to say, this is a good sized plug to get her attention.”
A moan escaped before she could prevent it, the sharp awareness in her bottom so extreme that she could almost feel his touch there. The tension in the air mounted as she waited for Hoyt to lube his finger, heightening impossibly when the tube hit the sofa above her.
Shaking uncontrollably, and feeling both of their gazes on her forbidden opening, Nat jolted when Hoyt’s finger, coated with cold lube pressed against the sensitive puckered skin.
Nat gasped and automatically arched and tried to close her legs, but a hard slap on her bottom prevented it.
“Keep those fucking legs right where they are.” Jake’s icy tone aroused her even more, the heat from his slap spreading with alarming speed and seeming to center around Hoyt’s finger. “Don’t you dare embarrass me by acting up.”
Hoyt’s arm firmed at her back, keeping her in position, his fingers splayed over her bottom to keep her cheeks parted as he pressed a finger of his other hand against her opening, forcing the tight ring of muscles to give way.
“Oh! Oh, God.” Sucking in breath after breath as he forced her to accept more and more of his finger, Nat groaned and squeezed her eyes closed against the decadent sensations. Being overpowered only excited her more, along with the knowledge that both men loved this as much as she did. Knowing that she had to behave herself in order to show Hoyt how well Jake had trained her only added to her excitement.
Hoyt tightened his hold on her bottom cheeks, forcing them wider. “Beautiful. I swear, I could sit here and play with this ass all day.”
Nat shivered, her ass clenching around his finger as he withdrew until just the tip of his finger remained inside her before surging even deeper.
“That’s it, baby. Clench on my finger. Very good, baby. You’ve trained her well, Jake. I envy you.” The underlying steel beneath his gentle tone sent another wave of lust through her, making her skin prickle with sexual awareness.
Sucking in a breath when he withdrew, she curled her toes, trembling harder as Jake pushed her hair back, fisting a hand in it to turn her face toward his.
His expression remained hard and cold, a sharp contrast to the heat and pride in his eyes. “Keep those thighs spread and lift that ass up to Hoyt. Show him how much you want that sweet ass filled, and show me how much you want to please me.” His eyes narrowed as he ran his thumb over her cheek. “You get to have Hoyt in your life because I allowed it. You have your fantasy. Now, I want mine. I’m going to demand even a deeper submission from you. You’re going to show to me that you’re grateful for what I’m giving you—the chance to have both of them men you love in your life. Understood?”
Nat loved him in this mood. “Yes. Oh, Jake. I know you let Hoyt come here because you know how I feel about him. I know you did it for me. I’ll do anything for you. I love you so much.”
Jake’s slow smile made her heart beat faster. “I know you do, and I love you, too. I want you to do something for me, something that will excite me even more.”
Stiffening when Hoyt pressed cold fingers against her puckered opening again, Nat curled her toes and instinctively lifted her ass in invitation. “Anything.”
God, she wanted this. It felt so good. So naughty and so primitive and sexual to be used in this way. “Oh, God. I’ll do anything you want.”
“Good girl.” Jake’s smile and the flash of amusement in his eyes told her that he knew just how much being in this position excited her. “When Hoyt breaches your ass, I want you to call Hoyt Master.”
She gasped, her pussy clenching and leaking more moisture as she stared at him. “You’re kidding. Jake, I—”
Several sharp slaps landed on her ass in rapid succession. “Do I look like I’m fucking kidding?”
Shaken by the disappointment and anger in his eyes, and embarrassed that she’d questioned his command, Nat felt her face burn. “I’m sorry.” Need clawed at her, his harsh tone, filled with excitement throwing fuel on the fires raging inside her. “I’m so sorry. I’ll do whatever you want. I promise. Anything.” It came out in a breathless rush, the need to come overwhelming.
With each ragged breath, she found herself slipping into the dark, erotic world he’d shown her—the world she loved.
Unnerved by Hoyt’s chuckle, she looked down at the floor again and struggled to remain still for Jake, a struggle she lost when Hoyt pushed two fingers into her bottom. “Oh, God!”
Jake nodded once, silently accepting her apology, his expression hard and cold even as his eyes gleamed with heat. “I’ll be watching.”
Moving his fingers, Hoyt pressed against her anal walls, while loosening his hold on her back. His hand moved up and down her back in a gentle and alarmingly possessive caress, his voice low and sinfully intimate. “Draped over my lap, and unable to prevent me from doing whatever I want to you. Given to me like a beautiful gift to enjoy.”
Unable to resist challenging him, Nat gritted her teeth and glanced over her shoulder at him. “I can stop you. I just have to use my safe word.”
“Hmm.” Hoyt spread his fingers, making her puckered opening burn. “You would disappoint and embarrass your Master—after all he’s done for you? He puts your happiness above his, and yet you would deny him the pleasure of seeing you this way?”
Feeling Jake’s stare, she avoided looking in that direction, turning her head to look down at the floor again and fighting not to beg Hoyt to push his fingers deeper. She wouldn’t embarrass herself—or Jake—by saying the wrong thing again. “No.”
“It looks to me as if you have two fingers up your ass, Nat. How are you supposed to address Hoyt when your ass is filled?” Jake’s icy tone sent a shiver through her.
Fuck.
He was actually going to make her say it.
More shivers raced up and down her spine as Hoyt moved his fingers in slow, deliberate strokes as if she needed to be reminded that, at least for the moment, she belonged to him.
Gulping in air, she trembled helplessly with a need so strong that she had to swallow a whimper. “No, Master.”
Hoyt’s sharp intake of breath both surprised and thrilled her. Bending low, he touched his lips to her shoulder. “I like the way you say that.” Scraping his teeth over sensitive flesh, he pushed his fingers deeper while running the other hand over her hair. “Look at me, Natalie.” The low silkiness in his deep voice did nothing to dilute the steel in his command.
Aware of Jake’s watchful gaze, and unable to resist the chance to see Hoyt’s eyes, Nat turned her head, her pulse tripping at the tenderness in Hoyt’s expression. Swallowing heavily, she bit back a moan when he reached a hot hand under her to cup her breast.
Staring down at her, he teased her nipple, sliding his fingers from her bottom, only to press them against the slick opening again, sliding the tips of his fingers in and out of her as if to emphasize the fact that he could. “Do you know what it does to me to hear you call me Master? It’s like a hot, silky mouth closing over my cock. Do you like having that kind of power over me?”
The thought that she could have that kind of effect on Hoyt had lust slamming into her. Hard. Sucking in a breath, she pushed her breast more firmly into his hand and found herself lifting into his slow thrusts for more. “Yes.”
His eyes narrowed. “Yes, what?”
Some inner vixen inside her wanted to drive him as wild as he drove her. Batting her lashes, she pouted slightly, thrilling when his eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Yes, Master.” It came out as a breathless plea, one that caused a rush of moisture from her pussy and a flare of heat in Hoyt’s eyes.
His lips curved slightly, his cock pressing insistently against her hip as his body tightened. “The contrast of that soft, submissive tone and hint of daring in your eye
s suits you, and makes me crazy for more.” He applied pressure to her nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. “You’re magnificent, better than any fantasy.”
Smiling at her cry, he released her nipple, running his fingers over her breast as if he owned her. “But, you know that. You know how much pleasure Jake gets from dominating you, and you know damned well how to get to me. I’m going to have to take my time getting to learn you all over again.” Flashing a grin, he pushed his fingers into her ass again, a smile of satisfaction curving his lips when she cried out and bucked her hips. “You’re being so good. Jake’s watching and waiting for me to push that punishment plug up your ass and spank you for trying to avoid talking things out with me. I won’t let you get away with that, and I think it’s important to drive that point home as soon as possible.”
Tugging at her nipple, he moved his fingers in her ass again. “You ready, baby?”
Unable to hold still, and too aroused to be embarrassed, she flattened her hands on the floor and arched, giving him better access to her nipple while rocking her hips, desperate to take his fingers deeper.
“Yes, damn it.”
Other than raising an arrogant brow, his expression didn’t change. “Is that how you’re supposed to address me?”
Nat turned away from him as the pleasure built, her inner thighs soaked with her juices. Frustrated that he held her in a way that prevented her from rubbing her clit against his pant leg and getting the friction she needed, she groaned in frustration and bucked harder, the need to come overwhelming.
“We can do this all night, Nat.” Jake’s deceptively mild tone didn’t fool her at all, the icy intent sending a shiver of apprehension through her, something he would know well. “If you want to come after your spanking, you’re going to have to start behaving yourself. This is your last warning. I really have been too soft with you. Apologize right now.”
Trembling with need, she couldn’t help but remember the times he’d punished her by not letting her come at all, and the agony it had caused her.
He’d teased and tormented her with her own hungers, hungers he knew well.
Already her pussy and ass clenched incessantly with the need to be filled, her clit tingling and feeling swollen and heavy.
Gritting her teeth, she kept her face averted. “I’m sorry, Master.”
“How sorry?” Releasing her breast, Hoyt slipped his fingers from her ass and reached for the lube and the plug, making sure that she saw them before he moved them behind her back and out of sight.
Her bottom clenched, already anticipating how the plug would feel going into her.
How it would stretch her.
How it would send her reeling even deeper into the dark, erotic world of submission.
“Jake. Don’t leave me.” She wanted this. She wanted to lose herself in sensation, and give herself over to Hoyt with abandon, but she’d never submitted to anyone but Jake. Finding herself suddenly apprehensive, she looked up at him for reassurance.
Jake smiled, his eyes gleaming with possessiveness and pleasure. “I won’t leave you. I’m right here. Now, tell Hoyt how sorry you are.” Sliding a hand under her, he cupped her breast, running his thumb back and forth over her nipple and sending sharp spikes of hunger to her ass and clit.
Hoyt squeezed her bottom cheek. “This time with a little sincerity.”
Comforted by Jake’s presence, Nat gripped his forearm and pressed her breast more firmly into his hand while turning to glare at Hoyt, unable to resist provoking him. “Jake always accepts my apologies without being an ass about it.”
Jake sighed, removing his hand from her breast. “When she gets aroused, she gets angry, and uses sarcasm to get me to be rougher with her.”
He ran a hand over her hair, chuckling softly. “I’m going to leave it up to you to deal with her.”
His fingers trailed over her shoulder. “I have a feeling that this time, she’s trying to test you.”
Nat stilled, whipping her head around to look at him, once again stunned by just how well her husband understood her.
Jake met her gaze with a knowing smile, one that held both amusement and anticipation. “Our little sub often tests my control, and it appears she wants to test yours.”
Chuckling softly, Hoyt patted her bottom. “I expected that. I look forward to her little tests. It means she’s starting to accept that I’m here for good. I can’t have her thinking that I can’t handle that attitude, now can I?”
With firm pressure, he ran his fingers over her puckered opening, his fingers massaging the tight ring of muscle there and pushing slightly into her on each pass.
A moan escaped and then another, each harsher and more desperate than the last. She swallowed heavily, groaning at the thought of the plug going into her, spreading her thighs even wider and lifting into Hoyt’s touch.
“That’s a girl. Lift that ass up. Do you know how much it’s going to excite me to see this plug going into your ass, or how much I’m going to enjoy seeing it there while I give you the spanking you deserve?” Running a hand over her bottom, Hoyt bent to kiss her shoulder. “A spanking you’re looking forward to as much as I am.”
He knew. Of course, he would know.
She began to realize that he would understand her dark needs as well as Jake did.
“Are you ready to have that ass filled, baby?” The tension in his deep voice had become even more pronounced, his touch even more possessive.
“Oh, God. Oh, God.” Shaking even harder, she let out a harsh moan as his fingers splayed over her bottom cheeks and he lifted and parted them, exposing her bottom hole.
Her toes curled, the anticipation making her breathing ragged as the plug touched her sensitive opening. Being over his lap in the position where she couldn’t see either of their faces made her feel even more defenseless.
She loved it.
Knowing that fighting him would make him even more aggressive, she closed her legs and tightened her bottom against him, something contrary inside her needing to be overpowered.
Hoyt’s growl thrilled her. “You don’t really think you’re going to be able to keep me out, do you?”
Wrapping his arm around her, he lifted her hips and pushed the tip of the plug into her, pausing at her pleasure-filled cry. “Yeah, that’s it. You know you need this. Yes. Jake, look at her tight little ass taking the plug.”
Running his hand over her thigh, Jake wrapped a hand around her knee and gently pulled it toward him, effectively spreading her even wider. “I never get tired of seeing it. I usually do it really slow, the way you’re doing now, and drag it out as long as possible.” He chuckled softly. “It drives both of us crazy, but I can’t resist. Her thighs are soaked, so she’s enjoying this almost as much as you are.”
“Not even close. I’ve been fantasizing about being with her for years.” Running his hand over her back and bottom, the affection and possessiveness in his touch unmistakable, Hoyt withdrew the plug slightly and then pushed it a little deeper. “Reality is much better, especially since she pushed me into dealing with her defiance.”
As their voices got lower and more intimate, she struggled to bite back her cries and whimpers, not wanting to miss a single word.
Whimpering as Hoyt continued to work the plug into her, she rocked her hips, crying out as each inward stroke took the plug deeper. The relentless pressure forced her bottom to stretch to accept it, sending chills of delight up and down her spine.
She wanted more. She needed all of it inside her, the awareness he’d created in her ass making her inner walls clench with need.
“That’s my girl. Jesus, I never expected her to be this way. Damn it, Jake. How the hell do you leave for work in the morning?” Still easing the plug into her, he ran his hand over her back. “I could spend all day just like this. She submits so beautifully. So sweet. I know that she’s doing this for you, but just the thought that she can be this way makes me even more determined to earn her trust.”
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Groaning as the widest part of the plug went into her, she threw her head back, crying out as the plug narrowed and she felt the flat base press against her.
Driven by her own hungers, she found herself slipping deeper into the world of submission, craving the unwavering strength and dominance of a Master who could guide her.
Instinctively looking toward Jake, she rocked her hips and kicked her legs, moaning in agony as the hungers took over. “Please. I need to come. I need it bad.”
Jake ran a hand over her hair. “Already, love? Hoyt’s barely gotten started. You really like having the attention of two men, don’t you?”
Thrilling at the feel of four hands moving over her, Nat couldn’t stop rocking her hips, desperate for friction against her clit. “Please.” Tears stung her eyes as the need for relief overwhelmed her. “I need to come. Let me come. Please. Please.” Her clit throbbed, but Hoyt held her in a way that made it impossible for her to get the friction she needed.
Aware of their low conversation, she tried to be quiet, but moans and cries poured from her, her pussy and ass clenching and her clit and nipples aching for attention. Each time she clenched, the plug in her ass felt bigger, the full, stretched feeling sending her senses reeling.
Her body took over, releasing her mind from anything except the need for release.
The need to please her Master in order to get it.
“Please. I’ll be good. I’ll do whatever you want. Please let me come.” Begging for a release she wanted more than her next breath, Nat spread her legs wider and gave herself completely over to them.
Hoyt’s low curse, filled with sexual tension, had her focus shifting to him, sharpening to a razor edge. “She’s a fucking fantasy come to life.”
Bending over her, he touched his lips to her ear, his breathing ragged. One hand slid under her to cup her breast, while the other slid over her warm bottom in a light, threatening caress. “Are you ready for your spanking?”
“Yes, Master.” Her bottom clenched, shivers racing up and down her spine. She’d do anything to be allowed to come.
