Hooked on a Feelin' [Clandestine Affairs 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Zara Chase

  “I’ll never be able to take the two of you,” she said, disappointment and panic vying inside if her. “You’re way too big.”

  “You’d be surprised,” Vasco said. “Just trust us to know what’s right for you. How does your butt feel? Is it too sore for another chastisement?”

  “Hell, no! That I can take. Especially with the plug. I think that’ll make it feel even more sensual.”

  “Told you she was a quick study,” Ty said, pride in his tone.

  “You do the honors, buddy,” Vasco said.

  “Hands and knees, Sorrel,” Ty said curtly.

  She scrabbled into position, tugging on the nipple clamps several times when she forgot to move her head cautiously. She heard the guys moving about behind her, but had no idea what they planned to do to her. They took their sweet time deciding and the expectation was slowly killing her.

  “Ask me nicely, honey,” Ty said.

  “Please, Sir. I need to be reprimanded. I did bad things today.” Her juices flowed even more freely when a hand reached beneath her and switched the vibrator up a notch, pausing to tug a couple of times on the nipple chain before it removed itself. “I made myself come in a public place and I made Vas late for his class because he was busy fucking me over his desk.”

  “That was a bad thing to do, Sorrel. Are you sorry?”

  “No, Master Ty. Master Vasco made me so hot that I couldn’t help myself.”

  “Then I guess I’m gonna have to whip the badness out of you, honey.”

  Something with more than one thong came down across her ass with considerable force. She cried out, with shock rather than pain, waiting for that magical moment when the stinging sensation became pleasurable. It had barely done so before the punishment was repeated, and then again, and again.

  “That’s a good girl.”

  She sensed Ty on his knees behind her, touching her sore backside, kissing it, nipping at it with his teeth. She caught sight of Vasco in the periphery of her vision, stark naked, laying full length beside her. One elbow rested on the floor and his head was propped on his splayed hand as he watched her and Ty intently. He was lazily running a hand up and down his erection, amusement in his expression, presumably because he could tell how much she was enjoying herself. Well, that was kind of the point, wasn’t it? What was it he’d said about the dividing line between pleasure and pain? Whatever it was, she was a convert.

  “I think she’s learned her lesson, Ty?” he said.

  “Yeah, up you get, babe. Careful not to move your head too fast. We’ll take this into the bedroom.”

  Sorrel was trembling with such keen anticipation that she didn’t think her legs would carry her that far. Vasco appeared to realize it too, and solved the problem by sweeping her from the floor, into his strong arms, and carrying her the short distance. She wanted to warn him that she was too heavy and that he’d probably put his back out, but he didn’t seem to struggle at all. She was placed back on the floor again once they reached the bedroom. One pair of hands removed the harness, another took away her toys. She let out a moan of protest when the butt plug was removed, which caused the guys to chuckle. They helped her onto the bed, still wearing the collar and nipple clamps, and ordered her to lay on her side. As soon as she did so, the guys climbed onto the bed with her. Vasco was behind her. Ty, in front, was already playing with her pussy, while occasionally tugging on the nipple clamps.

  She cried out when Vasco’s fingers gently probed her pleasantly sore ass.

  “You left stripe marks over her backside, Ty,” he said. “It sure does look pretty.”

  “She’s too damned tempting,” Ty replied, sliding down the bed and applying his lips to her cunt.

  Sorrel cried out and almost elevated from the bed. Vasco’s large hand on her hip kept her pinned to the mattress.

  “Easy, sugar. Let Ty have a little drink of your sweet honey.”

  “His tongue. It’s wicked,” she gasped as pleasure rippled through her from the contact. She didn’t want to tell them she had never had this done to her before. Jordi expected her to give him head, but never returned the favor. Well, it had been worth waiting to be serviced by an expert. Bolts of lightning streaked through her blood stream and she felt herself close to orgasm. Again. “Shouldn’t be allowed.” She gasped.

  She was so taken up with what Ty was doing to her that it took her a moment to realize Vasco had slipped the tip of his cock into her backside. She instinctively fought against the intrusion.

  “Shush, babe, it’ll be okay. You want this, you know you do.”

  His soothing voice and the feel of his hand softly caressing her buttocks helped her to relax and she quit fighting him. Vasco sank just in a little bit more, sighed, and then withdrew again.

  “You like that, darlin’? Want me to fuck you a little deeper?”

  “Yes, please, Master.”

  “Take the edge off, Ty,” Vasco said. “Otherwise she won’t last five minutes.”

  It felt as though Ty sucked her entire clit into his mouth, his magical tongue swirling and probing until she cried out and her world imploded. She bucked to a climax in his mouth, groaning and pulsating with renewed need as Vasco continued to gently stroke her ass with his massive cock.

  As soon as she regained her senses, everything changed. Ty was flat on his back and Vasco ordered her to lay over him, taking her weight on her arms. She knew what they planned to do, and was both excited and terrified at the same time. She was reassured when it occurred to her that they wouldn’t push her past her limits. She trusted them in that respect. Trusted them to know what her limits actually were, since she had no idea.

  “Okay, sweet thing,” Vasco said, crouching behind her and again swishing her butt with his large, capable hands. “We’re gonna fill you with our cocks because you’re so damned hot for us, and it’s what you want.” He paused. “It is what you want, isn’t it, sugar? I need to hear you say it.”

  Was it? “Yes,” she said breathlessly. “But I’m scared.”

  “Don’t be,” Ty muttered. “We’ll take real good care of you.”

  “Safeword us if it gets too much, honey,” Vasco said.

  “I will, Masters.”

  “Good girl. Now then, you need to keep absolutely still, and let us do all the work. Can you do that?”

  She swallowed. “I’ll try.”

  “You need to do more than try, sweetness. We don’t want to hurt you, or cause any damage.”

  “Yes, I understand.”

  “Okay, let’s give our little sub what she needs and fuck her senseless, Ty.”

  “You got it, bud.”

  Ty eased his twitching, pulsating cock into her, stunning her senses with his smooth fluidity, filling her to capacity with his thick length. There would never be enough room for Vasco, too. They had gotten that part wrong, but she had no breath left to protest. Let them do their worst. She felt the bed dip as Vasco lowered himself over her and one of his arms appeared beside her face—rock-hard biceps and corded muscles standing proud in his forearms. She felt him play with her anus, and then his cock infiltrated. At precisely that moment, Ty withdrew, making space for him. How did he know when to do that? Practice, she figured, trying not to feel jealous when she imagined all the faceless females they had honed their skills on. All that mattered was that they were doing it to her now. Her anxiety had fallen away in the face of their smooth expertise and she surrendered herself to their skilful care.

  “That’s it, babe. Relax and let us give you pleasure,” Vasco said, easing a little further into her, and then withdrawing.

  It was Ty’s turn to thrust into her and he did so with considerable vigor, presumably because it wasn’t necessary for him to take as much care as Vas was doing. Then they reversed the procedure again, Vasco going a little deeper this time. But not deep enough. The desire to push back against him became increasingly difficult to resist, but she recalled what Vasco had said about doing damage and restrained herself.

>   “You okay?” Ty asked.

  “Yes. This is…well, it’s just—”

  “We know,” Vasco said chuckling, presumably at her verbal ineptitude. He had a point, but she would defy any woman to speak coherently when surrounded by all that virile masculinity, and filled with two such huge cocks. “Come on, buddy, let’s not keep the lady waiting.”

  They picked up their rhythm like a well-oiled machine, driving in and out of her in perfect synchronization until she thought she might well lose her mind. She was so glad Ty had sucked an orgasm out of her before this started. Otherwise she would have come at once and probably rejected Vasco fucking her ass because she would have felt too sensitive to withstand it. They knew that. Of course they did. Even so, she felt another orgasm building at quite an alarming rate, far too quickly, surely. She figured they had meant this to go on for a while yet, and would be angry with her for her lack of restraint. That was hardly her fault. She couldn’t be held responsible for the way her body responded to their dual assault upon it.

  “Okay, darlin’.” Vasco tapped her butt hard. “We feel your need. Let it go, sweet thing. Come for us.”

  Sorrel didn’t need inviting twice. She deliberately moved her head so the nipple clamps bit, Vasco drove a little harder and a little deeper into her ass, and she exploded. She cried out their names, no longer caring if she moved as she thrashed against one large cock, then the other, thinking she would never get enough of them.

  “That’s it, boys. Give me more. Shit, that’s deep.”

  The pleasure was so intense that she barely felt the burning sensation in her ass as moans fired her lust and she rode the crescendo of the most powerful, prolonged orgasm she had ever experienced. She opened her eyes wide, staring at Ty in bald stupefaction as on and on it went, wild sensations fragmenting her senses, swamping all reason.

  “That’s it, babe, take what you need,” Vasco muttered from behind, his hot, heavy breath peppering her skin.

  And that was what the guys then did. They exploded almost in unison, just as they had done everything else that night, flooding her with a torrent of sperm.

  They withdrew, removed the clamps and the three of them lay side by side for several minutes, too boneless to move. They were bathed in thin films of perspiration and were all smiling like imbeciles.

  “Wow,” Vasco said, lightly touching her belly, which she instinctively sucked in. “That was something else. You okay, darlin’?”

  “Okay?” She widened her eyes. “How can you ask such a dumb question? I had absolutely no idea anything like that was possible.”

  “It’s never been that good for us, either,” Ty said softly.

  “Come on,” Vasco said, levering himself from the bed and reaching out a hand to her. “We’ll get cold laying here like this. Besides, we need to get clean.”

  They did just that. Then Ty went down to close up and took Marley out. When he came back he suggested a session in the steam room.

  “Good idea,” Vasco said. “It’ll help ease the aches in your muscles, darlin’.”

  Sorrel had never set foot in a steam room before, but this seemed to be a night for firsts.

  “You’re right,” she said, snuggled up between them on the bench, breathing in the aromatic steam deep into her lungs. Her head rested in Vasco’s lap, her feet, predictably, in Ty’s. “This feels sooo good.”

  “Wait until you see what comes next,” Ty said, grinning. Well, she thought he grinned. It was hard to be sure, what with all that steam. But she was suspicious. What were they plotting now?

  She wasn’t left in ignorance for long. They left the steam room and she was ushered into what looked like a circular shower. Except it was an ice room, but she didn’t find that out until it was too late. The floor was freezing and ice water dripped down on her. She squealed and tried to back out, but two hunky bodies blocked her path.

  “It’s therapeutic. Once round and you can come out again,” they said, following right behind her. “You’ll thank us afterward.”

  “Don’t count on it,” Sorrel replied, her teeth chattering.

  But strangely enough, it worked. She took another warm shower once she was allowed to escape the freezing cold and her body felt rejuvenated. All her aches and pains had dissolved and she snuggled into bed that night, sandwiched between their hot bodies, feeling more in control of her life than she had for years.

  “You’ll have to tell me where to go to get more of the same,” she said sleepily.

  “What?” they demanded in unison.

  “Well, when I go back home. You think I can live without what you’ve opened my eyes to? There are clubs for this sort of thing, aren’t there?”

  She sensed rather than observed something dark pass between them and wondered what she’d done wrong. Perhaps she’d imagined it, was seeing ghosts where none existed. She shook off the feeling, glad to discover she was no longer suspicious about their motives and could speak her mind freely. They had looked after her throughout the marathon sexfest, opening her eyes to the person she was supposed to be. She felt as though she had graduated sex school with honors, for which they ought to take the credit.

  They had no ulterior motive. She had nothing to worry about. They had recognized in her a kindred spirit—one who could be relied upon to keep quiet about their lifestyle and not use insider knowledge to try and carve out a permanent niche in their lives. She had seen the hunger in the eyes of more than one slim young thing in the gym whenever one of the guys appeared. Sorrel didn’t mind that her appearance made her seem like a safe bet to her gorgeous Adonises. She would simply make the most of her time with them and leave here knowing a whole lot more about hot, kinky sex than she had when she’d arrived.

  How bad could that be?

  But there was just one problem. Despite the way she’d behaved with the guys, she never had been one to enter into casual sexual relationships, hence her lack of experience. She didn’t think she could get by without more of the same, now that the guys had opened her eyes to what she’d been missing out on. But nor could she imagine doing those things with anyone other than the two hot studs between whom she was currently snuggled.

  Especially since she’d fallen headfirst in love with them both.

  But that, Sorrel decided, as her eyes fluttered to a close, was information best kept to herself.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Mid-morning the following day, Vasco and Ty briefly hooked up between classes. They watched one of their trainers and an intern putting the boot camp victims through a hard session of cross-training.

  “They’re shaping up okay,” Vasco remarked. “And we’ve had less dropouts than I anticipated.”

  Ty chuckled. “I think they’re shit-scared of Lauren.”

  Vasco shuddered. “They ain’t the only ones.”

  “I heard one of them talking about dropping out the other day, and Lauren near bit his head off. She told him not be such a wuss, and that a little pain was good for the soul, to say nothing of the waistline.”

  “Who knew Lauren would become our champion?” Vasco grinned. “Did she hit on you yesterday?”

  “She hits on me every chance she gets, but I think that’s just the way she is. If either of us took her up on her invitation, she’d probably turn tail and run.”

  “Don’t know about you, bud, but I’m not up for taking the chance.”

  “I hear you, bro.”

  Lauren saw them watching and blew them a kiss. Vasco couldn’t help laughing as he waved back.

  “Let’s hope she brings the corporate membership home to roost, otherwise we are in deep shit, like you didn’t already know it.” Vasco ran a hand through his hair, exasperated. “As things stand, we’re gonna struggle to make next month’s rent.”

  “I hear you, buddy.” Ty sighed. “But never lose sight of the fact that we do have one alternative.”

  “I know, but I’d prefer not to go down that route.”

  “Me neither, but it’s good t
o know we have a safety net.”

  “Seen Sorrel this morning?” Vasco asked in an abrupt change of subject. “She was dead to the world when I got up, poor baby. We wore her out.”

  “She wasn’t complaining.”

  Vasco grinned. “No, but I hope we didn’t take her too far too fast. We have a duty of care.”

  “It’s hard not to push ahead when faced with her sort of enthusiasm.” Ty chuckled. “Her face when she thought you were gonna take that butt plug away from her.”

  “Shit, Ty, just thinking about her makes me so fucking hard.”

  “Yeah, it’s getting embarrassing. I need to carry something around with me all the time to cover the evidence.” Ty pulled a rueful expression. “Anyway, I went up a while ago and she and Marley weren’t there. I figure they must have gone out for a walk.”

  “She’s really taken to the lifestyle.” Vasco sounded as proud as he felt. “I just knew she was a natural the first moment I saw her. Shit, every time of think of you flogging her cute butt, of her bringing herself off in the park, of the way she let us both fuck her when she’d never been ass-fucked before…hell, I’ve been walking around with a near permanent hard-on since meeting her.”

  “You and me both, brother.” Ty waved in the direction of his jutting cock. “You and me both.”

  “So, what are we gonna do about her? She won’t give up on the life now that she’s discovered what she’s been missing, but I’m damned if I’ll let her go off and offer herself as a sub at some sleazy BDSM club.” Vasco scowled as he recalled her casually phrased question on the subject last night. “She’ll be taken advantage of. Not all of those joints are reputable.”

  “Yeah, the same thought had occurred to me, but we don’t have a lot of time to decide what we’re gonna do. It’s Saturday tomorrow,” Ty pointed out. “We said we’d take her back to her apartment to see who’s been stealing her slogans.”

  “And she’ll assume she’s gonna stay.” Vasco grimaced. “Can’t let that happen. If she wants to play sex games she can damned well play them with us. We’ve got more than enough cock between us to keep even her satisfied.”