Running from Satisfaction: Welcome to Libertine Island [Satisfaction, Texas 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Diane Leyne

  “Hey, sorry. No offense. You guys from that freaky resort? I hear two guys and one girl is quite the thing over there.” That was Tait’s voice. She looked. She went back to working on his freeing Leo’s hands.

  She watched as JJ maneuvered the boat closer. She could see the tension in Don’s posture, his right hand at his hip, under his jacket, apparently ready to draw. She watched as the other boat approached closer and closer and could see Don’s hand moving. She also could see Tait and Aaron moving to the side of the boat closest to the boat she was on, getting ready, she was sure, to board, but they were still too far away. They had to know he was armed, but the idiots didn’t seem to care.

  Suddenly the boat the men were on leaped forward. JJ was going to ram them. Don pulled out gun. Reaching to her side and standing in a single motion, she grabbed the water and threw it at his head.

  Don dropped to one knee, the gun skidding out of his grip. She dove for the gun. Don dove for her. They struggled. He wrestled the gun from her and pulling her up as he gained control of the weapon.

  Just then the boat shook. JJ had rammed them, but Don had control of the gun now. Desperately Candy clawed at his gun hand as he turned it toward Tait and Aaron.

  Suddenly they were hit from behind. Leo. His feet were still bound so he had to hop, but his hands were free. He enveloped Don in a bear hug and let his momentum take them both over the side. At the last second, Don grabbed her wrist and she felt herself falling.

  Chapter Eleven

  Aaron felt his heart stop as he watched Don drag Candy into the water. Without stopping, he ran down the length of the boat and dove in, followed a fraction of a second later by Tait.

  He surfaced quickly and saw Candy clinging to the side of the boat, Tait already at her side. Floating face down not far from her was Don.

  “Leo! His feet are tied. You have to save him.”

  Aaron took a deep breath and dove. At first he couldn’t see anything, but then he felt something. Was that a hand? The water wasn’t deep in the cove. He couldn’t hold his breath any longer. He surfaced, took another breath, and dove again, Tait at his side this time.

  It was a hand. Leo. Together they pulled him to the surface and over to the boat. He was limp but conscious, coughing up water and with a hell of a bruise on his temple, but otherwise seemingly unhurt.

  After that, things moved quickly. JJ helped Candy and Leo aboard and wrapped them in warm blankets while Aaron and Tait retrieved Don’s body. He appeared to have broken his neck in the fall.

  “What do we do now?” Candy asked.

  “I’ve got an idea.”

  * * * *

  Things went smoother than Aaron expected. He helped Tait get Leo and Candy onto the other boat. JJ’s wife Charlotte was back on Libertine Island and she’d look Leo over. If he needed more help than she could supply, they’d bring him back to St. Maarten.

  He and JJ headed to St. Maarten with Don’s body. JJ radioed ahead that there had been a fishing accident. The authorities accepted the story with few questions. He wasn’t sure how much was because they were used to seeing stupid tourists hurting themselves. They knew and respected JJ or Quin’s call to the authorities and he didn’t care. He just wanted to get back to Candy.

  * * * *

  By the time they got back to the island, Leo’s teeth were chattering but Candy didn’t hear them at first because her teeth were chattering, too. It wasn’t from the cold. It was a reaction. She put her arms around Leo and held him close. He’d risked his life for her. He could have died. They all could have died.

  It didn’t seem to take long to get back to the dock. People were waiting, including Charlotte, Miguel, Lazaun, and several members Candy recognized but didn’t know by name. Charlotte was there. She boarded the boat. She looked Leo over.

  “You need to spend the night in the infirmary under observation, Leo. What if you have a concussion?”

  “I’m fine, Charlotte, really,” Leo protested. “Besides, I’ll do better in my own bed.”

  She looked at him. “You can’t stay there alone,” she decreed, looking sideways at Lazaun, who didn’t disappoint her.

  “I can watch him, if you like.” He smiled wickedly. “I promise to tuck him in and read him a bedtime story. Seriously, though, Dr. Charlotte. Tell me what needs to be done and I’ll make sure your instructions are followed to the letter.”

  Charlotte looked at him and nodded with a grin. After some whispered instructions, the two men walked off, Lazaun holding Leo close and dropping a quick kiss on the top of his head. Candy didn’t think Leo was alert enough to notice, but from the look on Lazaun’s face, she thought he might have feelings for the younger man. She hoped so. Leo deserved someone who would be good to him, and Lazaun was a nice guy.

  Charlotte quickly pronounced that what Candy needed was TLC and prescribed an early night with no sex.

  “But I’ve got to get dinner.”

  “Forget dinner. I can handle it for one night. Or even two if you need the time.” Miguel reached out and patted her hand. “I’ll take care of everything.” He and Charlotte turned to walk back to the main building, shoeing all the other people ahead of them. “Excitement’s over. Leave them alone, please.”

  That left Candy and Tait alone on the dock.

  “Let’s go back to your cabin. I’ll tuck you in and order some room service.”

  “Besides the fact that it’s not even noon, I’m not leaving here until Aaron comes back. I need you both and I’m not going to sleep until I’m tucked in between you both.”

  * * * *

  Five Days Later

  Carter and his family were back and he’d taken back his kitchen. Tait and Aaron had retrieved the USB key from the things she’d dumped out of her purse that first night in their room. They’d transmitted the file to Quin. He’d reported back that, when Rodgers realized his brother was dead after having planned to betray him and the authorities had the file, he’d started talking again.

  Leo and Lazaun were officially dating. Leo had no other aftereffects except a bad headache. And word had gotten around that he’d risked his life for Candy and he was a hero amongst the staff and guests. He had people lining up to play with him, but he had eyes only for Lazaun, who he’d always had a crush on but had no idea that the lifeguard reciprocated.

  Tait and Aaron hadn’t left her side. They made her sit by the pool while they were on duty there. It wasn’t a hardship, not with the swimsuits they had to wear. She not only enjoyed watching them work, but really enjoyed slathering them with sun screen. In the evenings, they joined her in the kitchen, chopping and stirring and cleaning up.

  And now they were guests and not staff. A whole week of nothing but relaxing. They’d planned something special but she had no idea what it was. She hoped they planned on giving her a good spanking followed by a good fucking. Since the incident as they’d taken to calling it, they’d been treating her like she was made of glass.

  They warned her to eat lightly and then walked her down to the dungeon. It really was an amazing place. She wondered where they wanted to play. Would it be in the big public room or maybe one of the private theme rooms?

  They waited for her outside the locker room and she quickly stripped down to nothing. It was hard to walk out completely naked except for her black leather play collar, but that’s what they’d asked her to do. And she wasn’t the only one. She could see a naked Charlotte sitting beside JJ, leaning her head on his lap, glowing from her pregnancy as JJ stroked her swollen stomach.

  Tait and Aaron were waiting for her, smiling. Quickly, they buckled matching soft leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles and then each took a hand. They lead her across the room toward a raised stage area at the far end of the play room.

  They wouldn’t!

  They would!

  They led her up the steps to the empty stage. She looked around, confused. There was no equipment there. There was nothing but a single pillow. What were they up to?

 
; Tait lead her over to the pillow and pointed, making it clear he expected her to kneel while Aaron walked to the side of the stage. She could see a small table with something on it, but she couldn’t tell what.

  Then JJ was on the stage with them, holding a microphone. He called the room to attention.

  “Ladies and gentlemen. As you are all aware, tonight is a very special night. Tait Sorenson and Aaron Day have asked that you all be here as witnesses. Gentlemen.” He handed Tait the microphone and then backed away. It was only then she saw Aaron walking back toward them carrying a collar. It wasn’t just any collar. He held it out where she could get a good look.

  It was beautiful. It was more of a necklace, gold filigree and a lock instead of a normal fastening.

  “Elizabeth ‘Candy’ Lowe. From the moment we met, Aaron and I knew there was no other woman, no other sub, but us, but like idiots, we fought against it. We left you for long periods of time. We told ourselves you were just someone we had fun with, it was just casual. We had dangerous jobs and we shouldn’t be thinking about coming home to you. And yet we did to the point where it started to impact our jobs. Our boss noticed. But still we fought.”

  “Don’t let Tait fool you, Candy.” Aaron had picked up his own mic. “We didn’t fight that hard. True love isn’t easy to find. We tried to stay away for you. We didn’t want you to fall in love with us while we knew we were facing danger and the day might come that we didn’t come back from an assignment. It took us six months, but we wrapped up all of our cases or handed them over to others. It meant, though, that we were working longs hers and had even less time for you. We just forgot to do one thing.”

  “One really important thing. We forgot to tell you what we were doing. Instead, we let you worry that we didn’t care for you and were just having fun between assignments. We are here today in front of all of our new friends to ask you to forgive us and wear our collar.”

  “And also support us. Tait and I are now officially unemployed. Do you maybe need some extra help at the diner? We are both extremely experienced when it comes to peeling potatoes and chopping vegetables.”

  Candy could hear the laughter rolling through the room.

  “Candy, I love you so much. Life isn’t living without you in it.” Tait sounded as if he were fighting back tears. She could feel her own rising.

  “I love you, too, Candy.” Aaron didn’t even try to hold back the tears. “And we nearly lost you on Sunday. Neither of us want to spend a moment longer without making this as official as three people can.”

  They moved to stand side by side, their voices in unison, “Candy Lowe, will you wear our collar? It’s a permanent one. Once that lock is fastened, only a jeweler or blacksmith can remove it.”

  “Yes.”

  It was the easiest decision she’d ever made. Tait moved to pull her hair out of the way and remove her play collar. Then Aaron slid on her new collar and locked it in place.

  “There’s one more thing.” Tait helped her to stand and kissed her quickly on the lips before moving so that Aaron could do the same.

  She could hear some movement in the background. They turned her to see the two spanking benches that had been rolled into place.

  “Two?”

  “As your Doms, we have punished you in the past for misbehavior. When the punishment was over, we all had a clean slate. After neglecting you and then not telling you that we loved you, we deserve to be punished.” Quickly they removed their clothes.

  And then Leo and Lazaun were on the stage, too. First they fastened Tait to one spanking bench and Aaron to the other. Then Lazaun handed her a flogger. He gave her a quick hug and a kiss as did Leo. Then they stepped back and waited.

  She looked and the two firm ripe male asses facing her. Their legs were spread and she could see their heavy balls dangling and vulnerable between their thighs. She hefted the flogger. She’d never used one before, but she recognized the one that had been chosen. It gave a sensation that was thuddy, rather than sting-y, and gave the feeling of a deep massage. It was a good choice. She could flog them without worrying about doing any serious damage because of her inexperience.

  She stepped forward to where Aaron was waiting. She reached down and caressed his ass before fondling his balls. He groaned. Then she moved over to Tait and repeated the actions.

  She hefted the flogger. She’d never used one before, but she’d seen people flogged plenty of times. Hell, she’d been flogged plenty of times. Smiling she moved back to the table where they’d set the microphone.

  “Your punishment is ten strikes each. Then you’ll give me a minimum of three orgasms before you are allowed to come. Do you understand, Tait?”

  “Yes, Candy.”

  She snapped her wrist and the flogger struck his ass.

  “Who?”

  “Yes, Mistress.”

  “Good boy. And you, Aaron. Do you accept ten with the flogger and no coming until you’ve given me at least three orgasms?”

  “Yes, Mistress.”

  She raised her arm and brought the flogger down across his luscious ass. Pausing, she walked closer and ran her hand over the light pink marks, marveling that he was wearing her mark, if only for a few minutes. She was starting to get why the men enjoyed marking her so much.

  She backed off and raised her arm. “Don’t forget to count, gentlemen, or they don’t count.”

  * * * *

  Aaron stood up carefully as Leo released him. That flogging had felt damned good. Not that he’d admit it in public, but he wouldn’t have minded if it had gone on a bit longer. Maybe Mistress Candy could flog him when they got back home. It would feel great after a good workout. He’d ask her to do his back, too.

  He stretched and walked up to her as Lazaun released Tait. Mistress Candy was gone and their beautiful sub Candy was kneeling submissively on the pillow, sweetly awaiting her orgasms. Laughing, he helped her to her feet, and together he and Tait led her from the stage. What came next was happening in private.

  Chapter Twelve

  It was Candy’s turn to be strapped to a spanking bench. But instead of working her over with a flogger, they were taking turns using their mouths and fingers on and in her. Aaron fell to his knees the moment she was strapped in place. He knew that Tait had moved to kneel in front of her, kissing her mouth and playing with her tits while Aaron concentrated on her pussy. He started slowly, running a finger lightly up and down her slit. They’d strapped her down with her thighs spread wide and she was completely open to him. He replaced his finger with his tongue, running the length from her puckered opening down to her clit, but he didn’t touch it at first. He ran his tongue down one side and up the other. He could see her struggling against the bonds, but they had her well secured to the bench. She wasn’t going anywhere until they’d each given her the three orgasms they’d promised her.

  He paused as he heard her moan. Whatever Tait was doing up front, he needed to keep it up. Her cream was literally rolling down her thighs. He gripped the outside of her thighs. Then he licked his way up the inside of one thigh until he reached her pussy and then started on the other side. Then he stiffened his tongue and plunged inside her dripping pussy. He could feel her frantic movements as he fucked her with his tongue. He released one thigh and reached up to caress her clit. It was hard and distended and he knew that her climax was close. He rubbed it once, twice, and then he pinched it hard.

  She stiffed and screamed as she came. He could feel her try to clamp down on his tongue and laughed as more cream coated his tongue. When he felt the ripples subside, he shifted his position, removing his tongue and replacing it with his fingers. One, two, then three fingers were inside her, moving hard and fast, curling so that they brushed over her G-spot with each thrust and retreat.

  She was begging now, desperate to come. He heard a slapping sound and knew that Tait was playing with her tits, slapping them lightly, making her work for her orgasms.

  Taking pity on her…no, that was a lie. He wante
d to make her come again. He moved his mouth until it was hovering over her clit. He opened his mouth and sucked it inside. He sucked it hard and fast and kept suckling like a newborn at its mother’s breast.

  * * * *

  Candy tried to scream when the second orgasm slammed through her, but with Tait suckling one nipple while slapping and pinching the other and Aaron’s mouth locked on her clit, she couldn’t catch her breath. She’d demanded three orgasms from each of them before they got to come, but realized that they might be so diligent about giving them to her that they literally killed her in the process. But what a way to go!

  She felt the orgasm crest as Aaron removed his mouth from her clit and his fingers from her pussy and she collapsed onto the spanking bench as the ripples of her climax slowed. She could feel Aaron moving away from her. Good. She needed a break. She closed her eyes, but then she realized he was just changing position as she felt him line the head of his latex-covered cock at her pussy.

  “I promise not to come until you get your third orgasm, baby!” And then he was inside her, riding her hard and she felt her arousal soar as he pounded into her. “Come for me baby. I’m not going to last with the way your pussy’s gripping me.” He reached down to press his middle finger against her clit and she was lost again. It was like fireworks had gone off as she exploded, clamping down on him hard. It wasn’t long before she heard him shout in triumph, his cock jerking inside her as he came to, shooting rope after rope of hot cum into the condom before collapsing against her back.

  He didn’t stay in that position long as he helped Tait to unstrap her and move her to the bondage table. It wasn’t long before she was strapped down on her back, her legs spread and bent at the knees, her butt hanging off the edge of the table.

  Aaron sat in a chair by her head, whispering dirty words in her ear while Tait went to work between her spread thighs.