Darlings and Disorder for the Dom [Loving in Silver 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Lynn Stark

  They had watched how Colt and Gilly had worked through their problems. It had been damned hot and they hoped for a more up close and personal shows in the future.

  “For now. We’ll take it one day at a time.” Colt pulled her into his arms, causing Clarissa to melt against his big, strong body. Her nipples pressed against his warm skin, teasing them both. “Now I have to decide if I take the time to punish you, or go into town. I’m taking Gilly and Avery shopping.”

  Clarissa pouted. “But we wanted to take Avery shopping.” She yelped when a large hand connected smartly with her ass. Her pussy twitched with pleasure. She wasn’t surprised when she felt the juices begin to flow. The man turned her on so much, even with a look, that she was nearly always primed when near him, or thinking about him. The past couple of months had been pure hell. Being all but celibate, meaning going without sex with Colt, had been nothing short of painful. “What?”

  “Stop being a brat. If your schedules allow, you are more than welcome to steal him away this afternoon. But the three of us need a little male bonding time that does not include sex.”

  Her arched brows rose as she stared at him. “By shopping? Other than you, what man enjoys shopping?”

  Gilly raised his hand with a laugh and waved it energetically. “I do. He’s taking me to the cooking supply store.” He then groaned as Bliss fell to her knees and took his cock into her mouth. “Then again, I’m in no rush to leave. Avery will probably be a while.”

  “Avery will be here in fifteen minutes.”

  Clarissa ran her hands up over the muscular chest, her fingers teasing Colt’s nipples. After seeing Bliss and Gilly enjoying each other, she wanted a little for herself. “Why don’t we indulge in a vanilla quickie?” she asked as she pressed herself close to him, her eyes pleading with him to say yes.

  Her big, bad, scary Dom laughed, leaning down to capture her lips, kissing her until she was weak and her toes were curling into the carpet. When Colt released her she was nearly boneless and her pussy felt as if it were on fire.

  “No. You are being punished for spying. We will take this to the playroom this evening.”

  Oh, that was so worth waiting for! Clarissa would give up all thoughts of a quickie for punishment in the playroom any day. Trembling, she smiled up at him and stepped back. “As you wish, Sir.”

  Colt smacked her on the ass again. “Get dressed. I know you have appointments later this morning, so we’ll go in town to have breakfast together.”

  Clarissa rubbed herself against Colt one last time. His cock was hard, but the man was a master of self-control. He gave her one last kiss before slapping her ass for good measure.

  Gilly came just then, yelling at the top of his lungs as Bliss sucked him dry. Once their lover had finished with him she jumped to her feet to run into the bathroom. They quickly did their hair and makeup then hurried to the closet to choose what they would wear for the day.

  Two hours later they were on their own. Clarissa and Bliss went to meet clients about their upcoming nuptials. Their wedding was scheduled for mid-December and would be an extravagant affair. The young couple was from the east coast, but had met in Silver when they were there for the skiing the previous year. They thought it was the perfect place to commit themselves to one another and she and Bliss had to agree. Silver was perfect.

  Unfortunately two sets of parents were there with their engaged children. It took time and a great deal of patience to sort out the changes they wanted made. Clarissa let Bliss explain that the inflexible budget would not allow for them. The parents wanted to add even more glitz and glamour to an already very nice plan, yet they were unwilling to pay for it. In the end Clarissa suggested relatively simple changes they could make to give them the effect they wanted without running over budget. It pleased everyone involved and they were soon on their own again, both rubbing their temples and wishing they were home in their pajamas and sipping hot chocolate.

  “Lord, I hope we don’t have any more problems like that today,” she muttered, staring at her lover and partner. Sighing, they went through the lists for their wedding and reception, confirming that everything they needed was on the list so it could be ordered.

  The remainder of the day was split between the office and the warehouse where they stored tables, chairs, and dozens of props as well as hundreds of decorations. It was all well-organized, finding what they needed very simple. They checked off their lists after they physically confirmed each item.

  When they came to the section where the furniture was stored, Clarissa had a very naughty idea. Setting her clipboard aside, she reached for the edge of the plastic shrink wrap covering a long, low white velvet couch. It took a bit of doing, but she got it to tear.

  “What are you doing?” Bliss asked curiously, but helped pull at the stubborn wrap until it could be peeled away.

  “Oh, I thought we could test this couch out.” She took off her jacket and began unbuttoning her blouse. She shrugged out of it then tossed it on top of her jacket.

  “What if someone comes in?”

  Since it was their warehouse it was unlikely that anyone would come in. Colt, maybe, but that was unlikely. He had a full schedule that day.

  Clarissa smiled and moved toward her lover. Bliss giggled and ran around the couch as she began stripping off her clothes. They were so attuned to one another. It had been like that since the moment they met. In their own ways, they had been rather lost souls. They had both been searching for a place where they could begin again, start new lives. Silver’s special magic had made them stay, had given them hope that they would both have new beginnings. She was already involved with Colt when they had met. When Clarissa had introduced Bliss to him the sparks had flown. There had been no question that she would become their lover.

  It had, however, taken Bliss time to trust Colt enough for him to become her Dom. The previous man she had given her trust to had been turned out to be nothing more than a wannabe. Not only had he no clue as to what he was doing, he had completely ignored Bliss’s attempts to stop him. The man’s deep seated sadistic streak had overridden any rule, written or otherwise, in his treatment of her. When she had tried to end their relationship he had turned on her completely, chaining her in the basement of his house, beating her for days before concerned friends had found her car hidden behind his house and called the police.

  Colt’s understanding nature, combined with his basic respect for people, began to bring down the wall of self-preservation Bliss had built up around herself. He never forced her to do anything. Though they were lovers for several months, it took several more before she joined them in the playroom. She observed and learned. Clarissa had ached for her lover. She could see the yearning, the desire in her lovely gray eyes, wanting so much to be a part of what Clarissa and Colt had together.

  It finally came to an end when Bliss played a joke on Colt. While he was away for a few days on business she had painted the playroom at the ranch pink and white and filled it with carnations, roses, and baby’s breath. Clarissa had helped, of course. It was too good of a joke not to be in on it. After all, if there was punishment to be meted out, she wanted that, too.

  For Clarissa it had been everyday fun. For Bliss, she knew, it was a test for Colt. She wanted to see how he would react. Some Doms would not be amused. Bliss knew that, was perhaps hoping she proved that all men in Colt’s position were the same. Although she had witnessed what took place between Colt and Clarissa in the playroom, and in the dungeon at the Silver Edge, she was too damaged to be so easily convinced.

  The expression on Colt’s face when he saw what they had done was one of those moments when one wished for a camera to capture it for posterity. That’s why Clarissa had brought one with her. The sheer disbelief on his handsome face was enough to send her into a fit of giggles. She had no fear of the man. She respected him, yes, but she didn’t fear him. Bliss, on the other hand, waited tensely just inside the door, biting her lower lip, her face pale.

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bsp; Then it happened. Colt walked across the room and pulled a length of pink satin ribbon off one of the vases. He sat down on a chair and looked at Bliss.

  “Come here, Bliss,” he said in a firm, unyielding tone. She looked at him indecisively for a moment, her hands fluttering nervously. “Now. I won’t tell you again.”

  Bliss went. She didn’t need to be told what to do. She reached behind and unfastened the narrow skirt she wore and shimmied out of it. Then she was taking off silky pink panties, sliding them down her legs until she could kick them off. Clarissa was so proud of her as Bliss draped herself over Colt’s lap, wearing nothing but her prim white blouse. He tied her wrists behind her back with the ribbon before he began caressing the creamy white mounds of Bliss’s shapely backside.

  “The count is ten. You count each out loud. You are not permitted to come.”

  By the time Colt had finished Bliss had found a measure of serenity, if the expression on her face, and the limp state of her body, were anything to judge by. Colt had then given her a reward by pushing his fingers deep into her drenched pussy and fucking her with them until she screamed and came at his rough command.

  Bliss wasn’t the only one to benefit from the moment. Clarissa had seen the relief on Colt’s face. He had been very worried about Bliss, that she would never be able to trust again. He had worked very hard from their first meeting, using his patience and respect, to gain her trust.

  During the next few months the three of them had worked together to help Bliss explore her darker desires. Both Clarissa and Colt had admired her courage and determination. Giving yourself over to someone with such power over your mental and physical welfare was not an easy thing to do, especially after suffering such hideous abuse.

  Now Clarissa caught Bliss close, stroking her hands down her back until she could caress soft mounds of flesh. They smiled at one another before leaning in and kissing softly at first, then with greater passion.

  Clarissa shivered as she felt hard nipples pressing against her body. Bliss’s breasts were firm in her hands as she cupped them, stroking until the other woman began moaning into her mouth.

  Pulling away, she smiled at Bliss. Then she was urging her back toward the low couch, following her down as Bliss lay down upon it. Clarissa admired her from head to toe, but her gaze lingered on the smooth triangle of flesh between her shapely thighs.

  A smile curved Clarissa’s mouth as she reached for her purse. It only took a moment to find the case inside. She took out the mini vibrator and turned it on with an evil little grin. Bliss giggled and parted her legs as Clarissa moved closer to her on the couch. The soft velvet caressed her skin, causing her to shiver with pleasure.

  Bliss wrapped her slender arms around Clarissa’s neck as she leaned over her for another kiss. A soft hand found her breast, molding it, rolling her nipple between delicate fingers as she pressed the vibrator between the swelling petals of her sex lips. The creamy dew Bliss’s body was producing in anticipation was enough to lubricate the hard shell.

  Clarissa caressed Bliss’s pussy with the vibrator, rubbing over the tender mound, teasing the edges of each swollen lip, diving between to shock her clitoris with the intense vibrations. Bliss began moaning and writhing, her hips beginning to thrust and retreat. Clarissa pressed the tip of it to the bone just above her clitoris, knowing how much she enjoyed that.

  When a slender thigh was shoved between her own Clarissa began rubbing herself against it, creamy juices slicking the warm skin. The fingers on her nipples began to tug and twist. She moaned and thrust her tongue into Bliss’s mouth, kissing her deeply even as every muscle in her body tightened. Heat flashed over her skin as she came. Bliss joined her a moment later, her supple body arching into hers.

  Falling back onto the couch Clarissa stared at the gray metal ceiling above, trying to catch her breath. Bliss rolled toward her and settled her cheek between the curve of her breast and her shoulder. A soft hand caressed her stomach as they took a moment to recover.

  Bliss giggled, something she did often when she was happy or excited. It was a sound both Clarissa and Colt cherished when they heard it. It was a sound which told them so much.

  “That was fun!” Bliss said, tipping her head so she could place soft kisses along Clarissa’s jaw. “We should take breaks like that more often.”

  “Yes, we should. I’m very relaxed now. I’m glad we finished the inventory, because I don’t feel like working now.”

  “We don’t have to work anymore today. Avery should be calling anytime now.”

  Bliss’s phone rang just then. She answered it after kissing Clarissa one last time. It was Avery, calling to tell them he was ready to go shopping with them. They grinned at each other, suddenly recharged and filled with anticipation. They dressed quickly, smoothed their hair, and fixed their make-up. Digging the keys out of her purse Clarissa and Bliss raced to the door of the warehouse then to the car.

  “Finally! Something else is going right today,” Bliss cried happily as they hurried across the snowy parking lot. “I can’t wait to help him find things he likes. It’ll be like an early Christmas.”

  Clarissa chuckled as she started the car. It was damned cold and she wished they could have stayed in the warehouse and started it remotely, waiting for it to warm. “Yes, then we’ll have another Christmas next month and more gifts to give.”

  Though they were not estranged from their own families, neither she nor Bliss had a lot of contact with them. They spoke with their parents, brothers, and sisters occasionally. Cards were exchanged at holidays and birthday cards came and went. Clarissa’s parents had never come to Silver, forcing her to go to them if she wanted to see them. Bliss’s parents were a little more accepting and did visit once a year, but that didn’t mean everything was perfect with them. They couldn’t understand why she was bisexual and living with another woman and a man. Still, they loved Bliss and left most of their disapproval at home.

  Now they were building their own family. Pleasure rippled through Clarissa’s body as she stopped in front of Colt’s real estate office. Avery, who had been waiting just inside the door, came running out, a huge grin on his face. Her heart skipped a beat because the guy was just so sweetly handsome. Dressed as he was in jeans, cowboy boots, shearling jacket and Western-style hat, he was a small slice of macho handsomeness. When he dressed in female clothing it was like WOW! He was absolutely gorgeous. They doubted they could improve upon what he had. Clarissa knew she couldn’t even try. But she and Bliss would get the guy some pretty baubles and silky things to wear.

  “How are you two beautiful ladies doing this afternoon?” Avery asked as he slid into the car and slammed the door on the wicked cold sweeping in with him.

  “Better now,” Bliss told him cheerily, turning in the seat so she could see him. “How was your shopping trip with Colt? Did you get a suit?”

  Colt believed every man should own a suit. Clarissa had to agree. There was just something about a man in a suit and few could pull it off like Colt did. It was like suit porn. She and Bliss drooled every time he put one on. Just the sight of the man wearing an expensive suit made their nipples hard and their pussies wet.

  Avery grinned. “Yes, I was forced to get one. I didn’t really mind, but I don’t know where I’ll wear it.”

  “If you stay with us, there is always a need for a nice suit. You won’t regret it.”

  Clarissa didn’t like thinking Avery might not stay with them, but she knew that this was a trial period for both Avery and Gilly. They would all see how well they meshed. It wasn’t perfect, and there would be problems, but she hoped they could all be worked out to their mutual satisfaction.

  “I plan on staying,” Avery returned in a low, serious voice. “I have never felt so free as I did last night. It was like soaring into the sky and flying.”

  Parking as close to the shops as she could, Clarissa kept the car running as they took this moment to speak seriously about what had taken place the night before. S
he turned in her seat to look back at Avery.

  She smiled as she reached for his hand. “Colt does that to a person. There’s something about him which makes you give him all your trust. It’s very freeing.”

  “It was. But it wasn’t just Colt. It was how you and Bliss treated me, too. You looked at me like I was beautiful and not a freak.”

  “That’s because you’re not a freak.” It horrified her that he might believe he was.

  There was pain in Avery’s voice and she knew someone had hurt him deeply. She wondered if it was family or someone else. Society in general could be cruel to those who were brave enough to show their differences. Though he had said nothing yet about his past, she hoped he would do so soon. Perhaps it would help him begin to heal. That and learning he truly did have a place with them.

  Bliss gasped. “You were beautiful, darling. There is absolutely nothing freakish about who you are. And trust me when I tell you both Clarissa and I are very jealous. You have gorgeous legs.”

  Avery smiled shyly before he quickly left the car. The expression on his face told how much he liked the compliments. They got out of the car and led him into the small shop where the most incredible lingerie was sold. The saleswoman was more than willing to help them find exactly what they needed. Not only did they help Avery choose what would look fantastic on him, they chose several items for themselves, as well. It was a fun-filled hour and all too soon they were heading to the shoe store.

  Whenever Avery would protest the money being spent they gently shushed him. Twice they had to drag him behind a display to quiet him with a kiss. After the second one they didn’t even wait until he protested, they just kissed him because the man had magic lips and mad kissing skills.

  At the end of their shopping spree all the happiness seemed to drain out of the man. They noticed at once, glancing back at him where he was surrounded by shiny bags and boxes, a downcast expression on his handsome face.