by Avery Gale
When Jen emerged from the small bathroom, Sam was surprised that she didn’t seem overly frightened by what had happened despite their sketchy explanation. She’d basically shrugged it off and when he finally asked her about her lack of interest, she’d looked up at him in surprise. “I don’t mean to seem disinterested. But you see, this sort of nonsense happens to me all the time so I guess I’ve become a bit desensitized to it. That is what I was telling you when we were in Bolivia. I just seem to be a magnet for chaos and I’ve kind of learned to not let things bother me too much…because frankly, it would be exhausting to get caught up in it.”
Sam didn’t know whether to laugh at the absurd truth of it or growl in frustration at the sheer volume of danger that must have surrounded her to make her seem so blissfully unconcerned about recent events. Deciding kissing her was better than anything he might say so he pulled her against him and slammed his lips to hers. His tongue sought out her heat and didn’t leave a single inch of her mouth untouched. She met his passion with her own and stole a bit of his soul in the process. When the need for oxygen finally had him pulling back, Sam looked into her hooded eyes and just took in the wonder of it all. “You undo me. I’ve never met anyone like you. And your cavalier attitude about your safety is something we’ll be addressing very soon, but right now, all I care about is getting the three of us back to the point we were before things derailed.”
Sage stepped up behind Jen and slowly unwrapped the bath sheet revealing the very bare and very beautiful woman beneath it. “Oh, baby, you are so beautiful. Everything about you is banging, but the light that shines from the inside is what steals the show.” Sam might not share Sage’s love of slang, but he certainly agreed with the sentiment. Watching her eyes dilate and the pulse at the base of her neck pick up its pace made Sam hard enough to pound nails. He wrapped his hand around her dainty wrist and pulled her into the bedroom. He only released her long enough to shed his clothes and both he and Sage set new records for getting naked.
Running his hands up and then back down Jen’s arms, Sam grasped her wrists and pulled her to the bed. Sage had already arranged the pillows before they’d gone to the club and Sam was grateful for his brother’s planning, because each second he was delayed was a second wasted in his view. Seeing her spread out on the bed, legs splayed wide with her pussy lips swollen with desire and glistening with her arousal was enough to take his breath away. Sam didn’t have any words in his vocabulary that could adequately describe the connection he felt when looking at Jen. The woman was a dichotomy of submission and strength, and Sam was humbled by the fact she’d entrusted herself to the two of them.
Sam leaned forward, circled the clit with the tip of his tongue, and smiled at her gasp. “Hold still, pet, or I’ll stop.” Her groan made him chuckle. Sage had laid down next to her and sucked a nipple deep into his mouth. Sam heard Sage’s growl of satisfaction and he tasted the sweet cream Jen’s body gifted him with in response to their attention. “Well, seems our sweet sub likes that very much.” Moving his fingers through her juices, he slid the moisture down until it eased his way into her rear hole. “Let’s see how much she enjoys having her ass stretched while we play a bit, what do you say, brother?”
Sage let go of her breast and Sam smiled at the pop that sounded by the sudden loss of suction. “Sounds like a great plan. I have to get these beauties ready for the jewelry we bought for our lovely sub.” Sam pressed his face tight against her sex when he felt her tense at Sage’s words. The nipple clamps they’d bought for her would be a gentle introduction into mild pain as pleasure and the small sapphire weights would swing as they fucked her adding to the stimulation. They’d save the connecting chain for another time but he was anxious to see the way the blue stones looked against her skin. They’d chosen the delicate blue stones because they were the same shade as her eyes when she was aroused.
“Judging from the sweet cream she just gifted me with, I’d say she is more than ready.” When Sage slid the gold rings over her right nipple and began tightening the little screws that reduced the diameter of the inner ring, Sam redoubled his efforts rolling his tongue and pushing it into her vagina mimicking the motion his cock was going to be making soon. At the same time, he continued stretching her ass so the pain she’d feel when he and Sage were both seated in her body would only be the kind that was a prelude to pleasure.
By the time Sage had tightened the second nipple clamp Jen was panting and barely holding back the release her body craved. Sam was thrilled she was waiting for permission before letting the pleasure overtake her. Though neither he nor Sage had specifically told her to hold off tonight, her body was already attuned to the previous instructions they’d given her. Since they wanted her body and mind both relaxed before they pushed her body with double penetration, he looked up at Sage and nodded. Sage brushed the hair from her face and leaned close enough that she would be able to feel the warmth of his words brush over her cheek as he said, “Come for us, baby.” At the same time Sam pushed the fingers of his free hand into her pussy, curving them up so he found the soft spongy spot and caught her clit between his teeth, sending her into orbit.
Chapter Eighteen
Giving Jen the command to come for them had been sweet torture. Watching as her entire body flushed and her back bowed off the bed made Sage ache to push into her ass and feel those untried muscles milking his cock dry. Before she had even completely come back to earth he and Sam had taken their positions, rolled on condoms, and positioned Jen so she was straddling Sam’s cock. When he’d slid in all the way, Sam groaned. “Fuck. Oh, pet, the walls of your sweet pussy are still pulsing and it feels like you are trying to pull me in deeper. I can’t begin to tell you how incredible that feels. You are so very tight and I know I’m going to be fighting a battle with each stroke to keep from coming too soon, because I don’t want this to end quickly.”
Sage placed his hand between her shoulder blades and gently pushed until she was laying against Sam’s chest. Her hiss as her clamped nipples pressed into his brother’s chest made Sage smile. That extra bit of sensation was going to serve her well here in a couple of minutes. Sam was leaning at about a forty-five degree angle and that was going to allow them each to have access to Jen’s luscious body as they worked together to show her the true magic of a ménage. “Lay against Master Sam, baby. I’m going to make sure your sweet ass is ready to take my cock.”
Rimming her sweet rear hole with fingers coated with lube, Sage was pleased when she moaned and arched her back trying to press closer. When he positioned his cock and started pressing through the tight ring of muscles, he felt her tighten against the intrusion. “No, baby, let me in. Relax and push out. It will only hurt for a few seconds and then the pleasure is going to make that twinge of pain disappear from your mind, I promise you.” She did exactly as he asked and their work preparing her paid off as the head of Sage’s cock popped through the tight ring.
“Oh ouch…ouch…ouch…ohhh my God.” The change in her voice was easy to hear as the pain she’d felt morphed from a singeing heat into one that was pure erotic pleasure.
“Tell us how it feels, pet.” Sam’s voice sounded strained as he spoke to her and Sage was grateful Sam was distracting her because right at this moment Sage was fighting the urge to plunge forward and couldn’t have spoken if his life had depended on it.
“It feels so decadent, naughty, and oh so amazing all at the same time. Master Sage’s cock is huge inside me and I’m not sure I’ll be able move with both inside me, but I want to…more than I can tell you.”
“You’re doing perfect, love. Just relax and let us do the work. You only need to feel. That is all we require of you, pet.” Sam’s words had an immediate effect. Sage felt her surrender and it sent a surge of lightning hot desire all the way up his spine. He took his time pushing balls deep and felt sweat beading on his forehead as he struggled to maintain his control.
Once he was in, Sage put his hands over the shoulders and p
ulled her back against his chest, savoring just how perfectly she fit in his arms. Her soft skin rippled under his fingers and he was thrilled with the way she responded to his touch. “Just let me hold you for a little bit, baby. You are amazing and I just want to enjoy it for a few seconds before we light up your world like the Fourth of July.” She shuddered and pressed back against him. He feathered kisses up the side of her neck and then bit lightly on her earlobe. Looking over her shoulder, Sage watched Sam flick the small sapphire weights suspended from the nipple clamps. They groaned simultaneously when Jen’s body responded to the sensation by clamping down on their cocks with surprising strength. “Jesus, baby, that felt incredible, but you are pushing the limits of my control to the very edge.”
Pushing her back forward just a bit, he positioned her hands so she was braced perfectly between them. The weights could swing free ramping up her arousal as he and his brother took their pleasure from her body. And then, at just the right moment, Sam would slide his hand between them to pinch her pearly little clit and send her over so they would all come at the same time. Sage couldn’t wait to feel the intensity of the release they were about to give her. She was so responsive, and the fact they were the first to give her this experience was icing on a very sweet cake. The connection Sage felt with Jen had been intense from the very beginning, but it had become so strong that at times he felt he was almost able to feel her emotions. He’d heard Kent and Kyle describe that same bond, but he’d always attributed it to the fact they were twins, so getting even a small glimpse into a connection that strong was eye-opening indeed.
Setting a slow pace, he and Sam worked together. As Sage slid from her tight rear hole Sam would surge deep and then they would reverse. Listening to the soft, sexy sounds Jen made as they worked to overwhelm her was pushing him to the very outer-limits of his control. Watching the muscles in her back and arms work to stay in synch with them was a pleasant distraction, but nothing short of a nuclear holocaust was going to keep him from coming soon. “Baby, your body belongs to us. Your pleasure…your pain. Your future…everything. You. Belong. To. Us.” Sage had emphasized the last words with faster thrusts into her tight ass as he lost the tenuous hold he’d had on his control.
“Come for us, love. Come now.” Sam’s words had the desired effect and Jen clamped so tight on Sage’s cock that the first few seconds were an odd mix of pleasure and pain. Letting his release wash over him in crashing waves and watching the explosion of light behind his eyelids, Sage was literally gasping for breath by the time the last hot jets of semen had left his body in what had unquestionably been the most intense sexual experience of his life. In the back of his mind, he’d heard Sam shouting Jen’s name and he remembered hearing her scream but the truth was his brain was still not fully functioning, so fitting together the bits and pieces of shattered memory was going to take a few more minutes.
Leaning on shaking arms, Sage kissed and then grazed his teeth over the spot where her neck joined her shoulder. He gave Sam a quick nod and watched as his brother's shaking fingers slowly unscrewed the tightening mechanism on the nipple clamps. There would be times they would use clamps that could be released quickly so the heat of returning blood into the sensitive tips of her breasts would heighten and extend her orgasm. But tonight the plan was to back the tension off slowly so she would associate taking them together with nothing but pleasure. Her soft moans told Sage that even though Sam was being extremely careful, she was still experiencing some discomfort. Whispering against her sweat dampened flesh, Sage hoped to distract her just enough to keep her focus off the throbbing pain she was trying to push back, “Don’t fight the heat, baby. Ride it like a wave until you feel it shift into pleasure. Sam is releasing the tension slowly so the discomfort is minimized.”
He felt her body stiffen a split second before she groaned, “Do they make testicle clamps? Because I’m thinking that experience might give you a greater level of understanding and compassion.” Sage and Sam both chuckled because the words might have been snarky, but the tone had given away the fact Jen was still trying to surface from her post-orgasmic hormone hangover.
Sam unscrewed the second clamp much faster than the first one causing her to arch her back and cry out. “You see, pet? I really was being very gentle. But your smart comments will always be met head on—I promise you.” As soon as he’d spoken the words, Sage watched his brother capture her aching nipple in his mouth and lave it with soothing attention. Her gasp of pain soon changed to a groan of pleasure and relief, and Sage grinned at his brother over the gentle slope of her shoulder. She was a joy. Hell, passionate and responsive alone would have been enough to have made her amazing, but with her quick mind and kind spirit added in—she was absolutely perfect.
Sage couldn’t wait to introduce her to their family. His sisters were going to love her because, even though she was incredibly beautiful, she didn’t seem to be aware of the fact. Her genuine interest in other people would charm even the harshest critic. As he slowly withdrew from her body he settled her on Sam’s chest and made his way into the bathroom to clean up and then returned with a warm washcloth to clean her. Sam was whispering soothing words to her when she tried to protest his care, but Sage chuckled when heard her sleepy, “Okay, if it makes you happy knock yourself out,” before her entire body went lax and he knew she’d fallen asleep.
Settling down and pulling her into his arms as Sam went to clean up, Sage rubbed his hand up and down the length of her spine pleased with how quickly she pressed tighter against him. “Sage, I feel so safe in your arms. You and Sam spoil me. I wish I could stay right here.”
Her words gave him hope that tomorrow’s meeting with the rest of the Prairie Winds team might go all right after all. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and whispered, “Me too, baby. Me too.”
Chapter Nineteen
Jen stared at Kyle West for long seconds without blinking because she wasn’t sure whether or not she’d heard him right. The offer he’d just made sounded so perfect that she was certain her imagination was playing tricks on her. Don’t say anything yet. Make sure you aren’t hearing what you want to hear and not what he actually said. Too many times in her life, Jen had listened to someone speak and heard an entirely different message than the one the speaker had actually tried to deliver. One of her foster mothers had called it “selective listening to the nth degree” and Jen had spent several years trying to figure out exactly what the hell that had meant.
She was sitting directly in front of Kyle’s desk and Sam was sitting in the matching leather wingback chair to her left. Sage was leaning against the wall off to Kyle’s right side, she could almost feel his stare as his eyes remained fixed on her. Jax and Micah were also positioned where they could see her face. The only one who seemed comfortable and his body language was almost screaming his confidence was Kent West. He was reclining on the small sofa with his legs propped up on the coffee table in front of him. When he saw her gaze move over him he chuckled. “I don’t know—seems like having an expert in reading body language on board might be a mixed blessing. And knowing she’ll be sharing that knowledge with our subs is a bit disconcerting as well.” There was something about Kent that Jen had immediately liked. There wasn’t a doubt in the world that he was a Dom, but his easygoing rapport with everyone around him made him seem more approachable than his twin.
Kyle West might be a mirror image of his brother, but it was crystal clear he was the more Alpha of the two. Kyle was intense, and often intimidating. Jen would classify his body language as focused and barely leashed while Kent’s was much more laissez-faire and relaxed. She’d met both men on a couple of different occasions when they had still been SEALs, but she hadn’t had much opportunity to talk with them until after they’d left the teams. One evening when Jax and Micah had been home on leave, she and Elza had decided to spend the weekend at her parents' home so Elza could spend more time with her brother. Jen had gone downstairs late one night to get something to drink an
d heard men’s voices out on the back terrace. When she’d gone to investigate, the four of them were drinking beer and discussing their future business plans.
Kent had looked up and seen her at the door and he’d immediately stood inviting her to join them. She had settled between Micah and Jax listening for several minutes before the conversation turned to specifics about the club the West’s were setting up. Jen had felt the heat of her flush and knew they’d be able to see the evidence of her embarrassment even in the dim light. She’d politely excused herself and they’d all chuckled as she’d scurried inside like the young naïve woman she’d been. But after she’d returned to the kitchen, she’d heard Kyle say, “Buddy, you are going to have to watch that one like a hawk. I know you consider her a sister so I’m just going to tell you straight up—she is so fucking smart and gorgeous, I think it’s going to take all of us to look after her.”
Before that night, Jen had only heard a few rumblings about BDSM. But Kyle West’s comment had sparked her interest. Could there be elements of the lifestyle that were more relationship oriented than she’d imagined? His words hadn’t had any sexual connotations at all, but had sounded…almost protective. After that night she’d begun reading about BDSM clubs and the broad spectrum of elements related to those who enjoyed the lifestyle. There were several recurring themes, including the importance of communication and the fact that everything that happened had to be consensual. But the one element that stuck in her mind was a tenet one Dominant had written. He’d stated that his job as a Dom was to continually seduce submission from his sub and that providing for her, protecting her, and cherishing her were privileges not obligations.
