by Avery Gale
“I’d heard about that and my money’s on Grayson. I swear the man’s sixth sense scares the shit out of me sometimes.” Alex smiled then said, “Let’s go get our woman, and remember, don’t tip our hand, let her enjoy surprising us. God knows she’s earned every moment of happiness we can ever give her.”
“Amen to that, brother, amen to that.”
Chapter 27
Alex wrapped his arms around Katarina and turned her toward his chest. He had to smile, submissives were always barefoot while inside The Club, and they’d made sure their sweet little sub observed that same rule when they were alone in their home. He and his brother were both tall men, and they towered above their diminutive little woman. They had chosen her dress for this evening, and the very sheer midnight blue mini was actually little more than long strips of fabric held up by a sparkling ribbon topped with what he’d heard Jenna refer to as spaghetti straps.
Jenna had helped them purchase several club dresses for Katarina before she’d left right after their wedding on a several-month work-related trip abroad. He wasn’t sure what had taken place between his sister and Colt that night, but whatever it had been was enough to send her hightailing it back to Denver before dawn the next morning. And before they’d even landed at their first honeymoon destination, he’d heard she’d been “suddenly called” to check the viability of several locations Lamont Oil was scouting for development in countries all over the world. She was running, no doubt about it. He and Zach had decided they wouldn’t get involved unless the situation had a negative impact on Kat. Now that Kat was carrying their child, she’d need her friend’s love and support. He’d call his little sister tomorrow.
Thinking of the scene they had planned for her tonight at The Club had Alex about to burst through his leathers. Tying her to the St. Andrew’s Cross in the middle of the main lounge was going to guarantee every member of The Club would be watching as the owners finally publically claimed their woman. Flogging her bare skin until the strokes that started as little more than tickles, were sending flaming pulses to her clit was going to be something to behold. Watching her pale back and ass turn pink then deep red as they sent her in to subspace was sure to have the entire club as mesmerized as they would both be. While she was floating, they’d move to the leather lounger they had placed off to the side of the stage. The spotlights would be glowing with soft pink and gold-toned light to highlight her glowing backside and cascading blonde curls while they fucked her ass and pussy at the same time. They had spent a lot of their honeymoon preparing her, making sure she’d been properly stretched by the plugs they’d taken along. Tonight’s scene would require them working in tandem, but they would make sure they all climaxed at the same time. They knew the expectations from their members would be high for Katarina’s first Club appearance, and they had worked meticulously to make sure no one was disappointed. Bringing himself back to the present, he looked down at the sweet pixie before him and said another prayer of thanks before speaking. “You look lovely in your Club wear, my love.” Alex kissed the tip of her nose before handing her off to his brother.
Zach smiled down at her and said, “Isn’t she the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen, brother? She looks like an angel, all sparkles and flowing material. This sheer dress shows off her new nipple clamps, too. And that bare pussy, um-hmm-hmm. Heaven on earth for sure.”
Kat had to admit, waxing her “privates,” as she like to call them, added a whole new dimension of sensation to sex. The night after she’d been waxed at the minispa inside The Club, she’d nearly levitated right off the bed the first time Zach’s tongue had run over her newly bared flesh. Since then, she and spa operator Rissa had become friends and had even met a few times in town for lunch. Rissa had regaled her with tales of all the colorful things she’d heard when ripping wax strips off clients, Kat had laughed so hard she’d been afraid she’d pee her pants.
“The nipple clamps are beautiful, thank you for them, by the way. But the diamond clit-clip is making me…um, well, let’s say a bit anxious.” Looking directly up at Zach, she watched his eyes darken at her words, and she smiled to herself. Oh yeah, I’m not going to be the only one suffering through this danged little meet and greet you’ve planned, now am I?
Clearing his throat, Zach leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “I know what you’re trying to do, and it won’t work, kitten. The jewelry stays on, and if you’re not careful, you’ll find yourself over my lap and your new glass butt plug shoved in that beautiful ass of yours. And I can assure you every Dom at the reception would know exactly why you were walking oddly. And it might be just the thing to spice up the reception, perhaps we’d have you spend a few minutes bent over, grasping those beautiful ankles so you could show off your earned punishment.” Zach chuckled at Kat’s reaction to the picture he’d painted in her mind, looking at her intently, he could see that she was nearly panting, the telltale flutters of her pulse at the base of her throat and her dilated eyes clearly indicated her arousal. She was so very perfect, it never ceased to amaze him; he looked up at his brother and knew his wide grin made him look like the lovesick fool he was, and he didn’t give a damn.
Alex reached for her and tipped her chin up to meet his gaze. “Oh yes, love, perhaps you need a little reminder about the discipline this evening is going to require. Hmm, if you are finding your jewelry gifts a bit distracting, a few swats might be just the thing to bring your focus back to your loving Masters.” Alex loved watching her eyes go from their normal bright, lighter blue to the lust-filled deep sapphire blue they always became when she was aroused, but after Zach’s little prep speech, her eyes were so dilated that the color was little more than a small ring around her huge pupils.
Alex and Zach had spent hours secretly reading everything they could find online about pregnancy and BDSM and knew that an erotic spanking was not going to damage her sweet cargo. They’d also already seen her increase in responsiveness, oh yes, pregnancy certainly seemed to agree with their lovely bride.
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Kat was sure her heart was going to beat itself right out of her chest she was so turned-on. Geez, these pregnancy hormones were something to behold. She knew the joys of an erotic spanking and knew Alex was right, it would bring her some much needed relief. Ooh the joy of having husbands that knew her even better than she knew herself. Alex sat down and pulled her over his lap, erotic spankings were always done OTK—over the knee. They’d explained how it was more personal and intimate, and she certainly wouldn’t argue that point. No siree, her husbands had this pleasure thing down to a fine science. Neither of them seemed to like spankings as punishment for her, but God knew they could sure think up torturous ways to remind her of the rules, orgasm delay and denial were among their favorites. She reminded them frequently that the Bill of Rights was in place to protect her from “cruel and unusual punishment,” but they seemed convinced that amendment didn’t apply to not allowing her to come.
“Well, you seem to be quite distracted, love, I’ve asked you the same question twice, and you have yet to answer me. Having trouble focusing for any particular reason this evening?” If she hadn’t known Alex so well, she might have missed the underlying humor in his voice, but there was something else, too, but before she could really identify it, a slap landed firmly on her ass. Wow, when had they moved her dress, if you could really call it that, aside? Geez, she really was zoning out today. “Katarina…Focus. Let’s review, what is your safe word?” Alex’s sharp words finally seemed to penetrate and bring her back into the moment.
“It’s red, Sir,” Kat answered clearly.
“Good girl. Now, let’s see if we can’t help you overcome your little distraction problem so we can all better enjoy our evening.” And with that, Alex landed several stinging blows to her rounded ass. He never hit the same place twice in succession, and while they were sharp and certainly were warming her up nicely, they were clearly not meant as punishment. Alex knew Zach stood to the side and was smili
ng as he spanked their little sub’s ass until it was a nice shade of pink. Alex had to stifle a laugh, who knew that two rough, tough former Special Forces soldiers would become so fond of the color pink? Before standing Katarina back up, he ran his fingers through her now-soaking-wet pussy, eliciting a sensual moan from the back of her throat. “Well, Zach, it seems our sweet wife needs a bit more help, what do you say?”
Zach was sure if Kat hadn’t been teetering so close to orgasm, she might have heard the teasing tone in Alex’s voice, but as it was, her eyes were still glazed in lust and her legs were visibly trembling. “I’d be happy to help you, kitten. Now, lie across my lap, and let’s see if we can’t get you to where you need to go.” Five sharp swats later, Zach plunged his fingers inside her wet heat and said, “Come now, kitten,” and Kat sailed right into her completion.
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Kat had known she was almost floating when Zach had laid her over his knees, but she’d barely registered the swats before he’d tugged on the clit clip then pushed through her swollen pussy lips and she had heard his command to come. She felt like she had been launched in to space. Time seemed to stand still, and the rush of pleasure had been unlike anything she had ever experienced. Holy Mother of God those books were right, sex really was amplified by pregnancy hormones. She didn’t even remember them standing her back up or Zach sitting her on his lap. The next thing she was really fully aware of was his softly spoken words of praise and Alex gently cleaning her cream from between her thighs. Their aftercare was always one of her favorite parts of a scene. Even though the orgasms were over-the-top amazing, the cuddling and care later made her feel like the most cherished and loved woman in the world.
“I love you both so very much, I just don’t even really know how to tell you how happy you make me.” Kat looked between both Alex and Zach and saw their love reflected clearly in their expressions. Deciding she wanted to give them their gift in private, she continued. “I have something for you, a gift I want to share with you, if we have time, I mean, I don’t want to change your plans or anything, but this is kind of important, and, well…”
Kat was cut off from continuing by Zach. “We will always make time for you, kitten. What do you have for us?” He had to bite the inside of his mouth to suppress the stupid grin he knew was going to be on his face for the next several months. They had decided to let her have her moment, and they didn’t want to steal her thunder by telling her they already knew about her “gift.”
Alex watched as Katarina moved to the mantle of the fireplace and picked up a small beautifully wrapped box he hadn’t even noticed lying there, it reminded him of a box a bracelet might be displayed in at a jewelry store. Looking at his brother, he could see Zach had the same puzzled expression. Holy shit, had they misread the signs? Christ they were both going to be disappointed if they’d been wrong. Katarina stood in front of them both and said, “This is for both of you, please work together to open it. I hope it’s the first of several gifts like it I will be able to give you.” And then she held the box out to them, waiting until they each had a hand on it before she let it go.
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Kat watched the puzzled expressions cross both of their faces. She was biting her lip, God, she was nervous, what if they weren’t happy about the baby? What if they truly had just forgotten her birth control pills when they’d packed her things for the honeymoon? What if they didn’t think she’d be a good mother? Oh God, what if they wanted tests to know which of them was the biological father? She really didn’t think she could handle that one at all. By the time they’d gotten the box open, she was almost hyperventilating.
“Katarina, love, what is this plastic stick?” Alex was pretty sure both he and his brother knew exactly what the stick was, but he knew she almost worried herself into a full-blown state of panic, so he’d wanted to get her head back in the conversation quickly. It had taken them a couple of minutes to unwrap the box because their fingers had been shaking so much they’d had trouble dealing with the silk bow.
Alex saw Katarina hesitate for a couple of seconds before her words pushed out in a rush. “It’s the test stick from a pregnancy test. Um, well, I’m, I mean, we’re, all of us I mean, we’re going to be parents. I’m pregnant.” Her words had come so quickly that she hadn’t even stopped to take a breath, and Alex made a note to look up online and see if that was bad for the baby. And then smiling to himself, he realized just how overprotective they were going to become. And if this little bundle of joy was a girl, he was fairly certain they’d need to start building those turrets and a moat right away, so they’d be ready for any young men who even wanted to consider visiting.
Alex and Zach wrapped their arms around Kat, hugging her and kissing her hair, her face, her fingers, and at the same time, they got down on their knees, moved the strips of her dress to the side, and reverently kissed her flat little tummy where their growing child lay.
Zach was the first to speak. “Kitten, we are both thrilled that you are carrying our child. This is by far the best gift we’ve ever received. We are overjoyed, and know this always, sweet kitten, you are what makes us whole; we’ll protect and cherish you for the rest of our lives.”
Alex had stood again and from behind her wrapped her in is strong arms and spoke close to her ear. “Seeing you growing round with our child is going to be an amazing experience.” Alex had to stop for a moment to get his emotions back under control. “You enchant us, you are the center of our universe, love. We’ll spend the rest of our lives making sure you and every child we’re blessed with know how deeply you are loved each and every day. Brother, if you could go out and make our regrets to our guests, then join us in our suite, I believe our wife needs some extra special attention tonight. I don’t want to share this special occasion with anyone else. This celebration belongs to the three of us.”
Well, damn and double damn, looks like I won’t be going to The Club tonight after all.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
For years, I was accused of living in “Fantasy Land” so I decided to put it to use and started writing. I enjoy creating characters who are loveable but never perfect, who live in and visit all the places I’d love to go, and who overcome obstacles to find the sexy happily ever after I believe we all deserve. I fall in love with the characters I create and enjoy making them each wacky and wonderful in their own way.
The only consistent trait in my heroines is their inability to cook and that is the only trait they each have “inherited” from me. When I’m not working at my very ordinary job, I am either writing or reading. And even though my family professes to support my writing efforts, I’m fairly certain they are merely glad to see I’ve finally found an outlet for what they considered an over-the-top imagination.
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