Dare to Submit [Safeword LLC 2] (Siren Publishing Sensations)

by Peyton Elizabeth

  “But why?” Elena wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Anger, disbelief, horror, disgust. She leaned her head back against Grant’s shoulder, grateful for his support. “I don’t understand.”

  “Did he confront you?” Harrison asked, still standing beside James.

  “Yes. At first, he tried to pretend to be concerned. Then he got angry, saying that it was what I deserved for wanting to be a part of such a barbaric lifestyle. Before he left, he mentioned that he would see Adam pay for what he’d done to me. I told him that it had been an accident and that he was to leave Adam alone. But then a week later—”

  “Adam died.”

  Elena found it hard to repeat what she’d said earlier, but forced it out anyway. “Yes. And I think my father may have had him killed and made it look like an accident.”

  “Let me reassure you,” James said, “it was an accident. Judge Collins did threaten Nichols, but he was not responsible for Adam getting drunk that night and crashing into that guardrail.”

  “How did you know about the threats?”

  “The woman I spoke to had been working late one evening when Nichols showed up. The judge had requested a meeting. They argued and Nichols stormed out. He hit some bars and never made it home that evening. I looked into the investigation. There was absolutely no foul play. Your father might not be the most upstanding man, Elena, but he’s not a murderer.”

  “Do you know if he’s still having someone—” Elena couldn’t say it. How had she not known that a private investigator had been following her?

  “No. He called off the guy right after that. And now that you’re under the protection of the Order, you’ll never have to worry about your father again. The organization that comprises the Order is something that your father has never encountered before. If he steps out of line, he’ll be dealt with in a very concise manner.”

  “You don’t just work for Kennedy, do you?” Elena asked before she could stop herself. Sometimes being a lawyer had its drawbacks.

  James smiled, although remained quiet, and he acted as if she hadn’t even asked the question. She knew she wasn’t going to get an answer, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t try to figure it out. The Order was an organization that people only speculated about, but the reality of it was much larger. Elena had to wonder what else the Order entailed.

  “I’ll leave you to the rest of your evening. It’s late and I need to hit the road.”

  “It’s really coming down out there,” Elena said, looking toward the window. “Are you sure that you want to be on the roads?”

  “Ms. Conti, I appreciate your concern,” James said with a wink. Elena smiled. He really wasn’t so bad, was he? “But it’s coming up on midnight and my presence is required elsewhere. Enjoy your New Year. I’m glad to see that you’re starting out on the right foot.”

  Elena watched as he followed Harrison across the room. James walked toward the door, not bothering to look back except to hand Harrison an envelope. They spoke quietly at the door and James nodded his departure. What did he mean that his presence was required elsewhere? Did he have a woman waiting on him? Elena had a hard time picturing what a woman whom James would want to be with would look like. More than likely, he was working on another case. Did the man ever sleep? And what was in the envelope he had just handed over?

  Harrison shut the door, dropped the envelope on the entry table and then turned the deadbolt to ensure it was locked. He returned to them and he and Grant removed her robe. Although she was tired, Elena couldn’t help but want to continue with their plans. There was a reason her ass still throbbed around the gumdrop butt plug that Grant had placed inside of her. She wanted them to claim her, as they planned. However, when Grant swung her up in his arms and placed her in the middle of the bed, she was afraid she wasn’t going to get what she wanted.

  “You need to drink some more water,” Harrison said, picking up the water bottle from the bedside stand. He unscrewed the cap and handed it to her. “How are you feeling right now?”

  Elena knew that he meant emotionally, but now that she’d had time to recover, her physical needs were starting to reawaken. She did take the water out of his hands and drink, because the gleam in his blue eyes had taken on that Dominant streak she loved so much. She took a large swallow.

  “I’m feeling the need to be claimed, Sir.” Elena batted her eyes, but then thought better. She probably looked like a raccoon with her makeup all smeared. Not the sexy image she was hoping to portray.

  “Not tonight, my sweet Elena,” Grant said, laughing.

  He only laughed harder when she stuck her bottom lip out. Didn’t they realize that her ass was pulsating around an oversized plug? She really needed relief. As she watched them undress, the feeling only grew to include her pussy quivering in lust. They slid under the covers, each of their bodies lying next to hers and adding a warmth that she knew she would never get enough of.

  Through the house came the sound of clock’s chiming, signaling that it was midnight and the start of a new year. Grant leaned up on his elbow, leaning down and capturing her lips. He kissed her until she was breathless. Harrison took his place, not helping with her lack of oxygen.

  “Happy New Year,” they said in unison.

  They both had their heads in their hands, leaning over her. She never in a million years thought she could love like she loved them. It was almost a physical ache. Saying three simple words didn’t seem like it was enough to convey her feelings, but that was all she had.

  “I love you both, so very, very much,” Elena whispered.

  “As we do you. But do as you’re told and get some sleep, blossom,” Harrison said, laying his head next to her. His arm snuck its way over her abdomen. “The new year awaits us.”

  “Sweet dreams, my sweet Elena,” Grant murmured against her hair, as he too, lay down beside her. “You’re safe between us.”

  Elena’s eyes drifted shut at the sound of their voices expressing their love. She was safe. And while she knew she was tired, they had been well aware of the exhaustion that was about to claim her. They knew because they loved her, cared for her, and watched over her. They were her Doms.

  Chapter Nineteen

  “You have sixty seconds to use the toilet and then hop back in this bed.”

  Grant’s voice cut through the fog and Elena felt herself becoming more and more conscious until eventually, she opened her eyes. Harrison was doing something to the headboard of the bed, while Grant was leaning over her, a devilish tint in his usually tender eyes.

  “Fifty-eight,” Harrison said, never losing focus on what he was doing.

  Elena jumped out of bed and dashed to the bathroom. She relieved herself and then washed her hands. Staring at herself in the mirror, she realized she never removed what was left of her makeup. Knowing she would go over the sixty seconds, a part of Elena wondered what they’d do as punishment. And it would be a punishment since she willfully disobeyed them. Elena smiled as she used one of the washcloths kept on the sink. Once her face was clean and fresh, Elena snatched the hand towel, dried herself off, and then looked at her reflection. Happiness. That was what she saw. Elena had forgotten what it felt like and it dawned on her that she hadn’t felt truly happy since her mother had passed away.

  “I see now that I didn’t have to worry,” Grant said, standing in the doorway. Elena gave a sheepish smile. He just laughed and pointed behind him. She scurried past, but not fast enough that she missed his smack on her bottom. “Go stand at the end of the bed, facing it.”

  Elena didn’t have to be told what position they wanted her in. Harrison was holding something in his hand, but she couldn’t quite make out what it was. She stopped when she got to the end of the bed, spread her legs shoulder width apart, and laced her fingers behind her neck.

  “You know, that gumdrop butt plug certainly separates your cheeks for a very nice display,” Grant murmured as he came up behind her. Harrison tossed him something and that was when Elena realize
d it was a blindfold. “Harrison’s going to love removing it and replacing it with his cock.”

  There was absolutely no way that Grant missed the fact that the plug moved, as her muscles clamped down on the hard plastic due to the image he’d created in her mind. What would it feel like to be taken by the two of them together? Suddenly, she couldn’t wait any longer and prayed that they would get started soon.

  “To ensure that you feel every inch of our cocks claiming your body, you’ll wear this blindfold.”

  The last thing she saw before Grant slipped it over the bridge of her nose was Harrison’s blue eyes examining her body. The love that shined in them was for her alone and there was no description for how that made her feel. Just the gaze of his eyes seemed to light her soul on fire. Her body ached for his touch—for their collective touch. The blindfold had taken away her sight but enhanced every other sense. She heard Grant’s breathing behind her. The plug in her ass seemed to grow and widen, as it was the only thing inside of her that her body was able to latch on to.

  Grant stepped away, taking his warmth with him. She strained to hear what they were doing, but couldn’t decipher it by the sounds. Elena did hear the sheets rustling though and wondered if only one, or both of them, had gotten on the bed. Silence. She could hear her shallow breathing, feel her rapid heart rate along with the soft fur on her face behind the black blindfold, and longed to taste either one of them on her tongue. It was a struggle to remain quiet when all she wanted to do was ask what they were doing and how long it was going to take for them to make love to her.

  She startled when she felt someone’s hands close around her waist. Immediately, she knew it was Harrison by the roughness of his palms. He had more calluses than Grant, due to his using more implements. They felt so erotic on her skin and Elena found herself wishing he would go lower and touch her pussy. Instead, he guided her onto the bed.

  “Reach out for Grant.”

  Elena did as she was told and extended her arms. Grant grabbed her fingers and she could tell that he was lying down. She assumed that he was going to position her over him and have her lower herself until his cock slid inside of her pussy. When he kept insisting she still shuffle her knees on either side of him, that was when she realized he wanted her pussy above his mouth. Immediately, her juices flowed, coating her inner thighs.

  “Ah!” Elena couldn’t contain her shout as his tongue parted her folds, lapping up her cream. Grant released her hands, but Harrison must have walked around the bed, for she felt him take her wrists and wrap cuffs around them. He secured them to the headboard rather high up, and then she heard something click in place. She couldn’t decipher what it was, but decided it wasn’t really that important as Grant latched on to her clit. He wasn’t sucking hard enough, damn it. “More!”

  Grant reached up and slapped her ass. At least, she thought it was him as heat blossomed from where his palm had landed. She wasn’t sure exactly where Harrison had gone off to but was too preoccupied to give it much thought. Grant’s tongue swirled around her nubbin, causing it to swell even more. The spasms in her pussy were also creating ripples through her anus, which caused her sphincter to constrict on the plug. She rested her hands on the headboard, grateful for the support.

  “You will remember our titles, blossom.”

  The slap of an object hit hard on the underside of her breast. She reared up, gasping for air as the sting resounded through her tit. She’d felt the implement before, although it took a second hit to comprehend that Harrison was using a crop. The way her hands were positioned, high up on the railing of the headboard, kept her arms out of the way. Pain mixed with the pleasure she was receiving from Grant’s mouth.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “We will always give you what you need,” Harrison said, bringing the crop down and catching the very tip of her taut nipple.

  She sucked in a breath and tried to rise up, but the cuffs on her wrists prevented her from moving very far. Grant chose that moment to reach around and twist her plug, sending electrifying pulses throughout her lower half. He gave her what she wanted and sucked harder, extending her clit into his mouth. Spasms started in her pussy, traveling through her anus. The plug was a constant reminder of what was to come.

  Having her sight taken away enhanced everything she was feeling, just like they said. The mounds of her breasts felt hot and she would have sworn it spread out to encompass her entire chest. Harrison started a rapid succession of taps from his crop. She couldn’t help but grind her pussy onto Grant’s mouth, needing something, anything more. Her body felt like it was on the edge, but there wasn’t enough pain or pleasure to send her over.

  “I need more, Sir. Master, please. I need more.”

  “You aren’t allowed to come yet. You know that Grant loves it when your clit engorges to the point of pain. But if you accept both of us like a good girl, then maybe he’ll say that sweet word you’re craving to hear.”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” Elena chanted. She could just imagine what she looked like, but nothing could have stopped her from crushing her pussy into Grant’s mouth. No matter how she moved, Grant would countermove and only manage to make her want more. “Both. I need both of you.”

  All of a sudden, Harrison pulled the crop away and Grant released her clit. The abrupt stillness brought tingles over her skin and it felt as if she were floating. Not in a subspace sort of way, but more of an awareness of her senses—heat, desire, arousal. It seemed as if the world stopped turning and she was suspended in time.

  Click!

  One sound was all it took to snap Elena back into reality. Harrison had adjusted her arms and she found herself bent over. Simultaneously, Grant had taken hold of her hips and dragged her down his body until his cock was at her entrance. At some point, he must have placed a condom on because she could feel the latex rub against her already-sensitive clit.

  “Take me.”

  That was all the warning she got before Grant tightened his grip and slammed her down over his cock. She cried out as he filled the space that was her cunt, as the huge plug occupied her ass. Elena snuggled her face into Grant’s neck, while she raked her burning nipples across his coarse chest hair. Of course, it felt like barbed wire to her. And cool—so cool. The rest of his body felt like he’d been lying on the beach somewhere, soaking up the sun a bit too much. The diverse sensations had what she was sure was their desired effect. She still needed more.

  “You’re like warm, wet satin,” Grant whispered, his breath against her ear sending shivers down her spine. “I can’t get enough of you.”

  “Your ass is like a voluptuous heart,” Harrison said, raining kisses down her lower back. He must have crawled onto the bed, because he was directly behind her. “I’m going to claim this ass as mine.”

  “Yesss,” Elena hissed, as he took a hold of her plug and started to move it in a circular motion as if he needed to dial her combination. Was he trying to widen her more? “Please, Sir, I can’t take any more.”

  “You’ll take what we give you, blossom.”

  “Whose pussy?” Grant asked, as he lifted her slightly and then slammed her back down.

  “Yours, Master Grant,” Elena murmured against his skin. “Yours.”

  “Whose ass?” Harrison asked, pulling the plug slightly out of her, only to shove it back in. When she didn’t answer right away, he fucked her slowly with the plug, causing both her and Grant to moan in unison. “I didn’t hear you, blossom.”

  “Yours, Sir Harrison,” Elena answered properly, wanting nothing more than for both of them to claim her right this instance. “Please, please, please.”

  “Harrison.” Grant said the name as if he was chastising him. His voice seemed strained and Elena realized that he was just as affected as she was. She smiled against his neck. When he snaked his hand between their bodies and pinched her nipple in retaliation, she couldn’t prevent the moan and giggle that erupted. “You keep up that impishness, and I’ll leave you hanging the rest of
the day. Is that really how you want to start out our new year?”

  “No, Master,” Elena responded, biting her lip to keep herself from laughing.

  Harrison abruptly pulled her plug out. She felt empty. She swiveled her hips, needing him to fill the void. She didn’t have to wait long, as she heard him tear open a condom. With her sight gone, the noise seemed twice as loud and her pussy responded in kind by clamping down on Grant.

  “Soon,” Grant said, leaning his face into hers and placing tiny kisses along her jawline. “You’ll be ours in every sense of the word.”

  “I’m already yours,” Elena answered honestly, knowing that there was no other place for her. This was where she belonged—sandwiched between her two men.

  Harrison must have covered himself in lube, because as he placed his tip at her entrance, the cool gel made her anus pucker in reception. Grant reached down and made sure her knees were up high and on either side of his hips. With her wrists bound, she had no choice but to be positioned to their liking and accept their cocks. Harrison pushed his tip through her ring, but it wasn’t until then that she realized that although the plug had been three inches wide, he must be at least four.

  “Maaaasssster.” Elena couldn’t help but lift her ass as she accepted the burn. It felt delicious. He filled her as no toy ever could and to have Grant inside of her pussy simultaneously satisfied something deep within Elena that she hadn’t known was missing.

  “Inch by inch, blossom. Open up to me.”

  Elena forcefully relaxed every muscle in her body, handing over her being to them. Harrison kept a steady pressure, not varying in his speed, until he was sunk balls deep inside of her ass. He leaned down and placed his lips softly on her left shoulder as Grant did the same to her right. It was as if time had stopped and the only thing that existed was love.

  Grant was the first to move. He pulled his cock halfway out, and when he plunged back into her, Harrison drew back. Elena knew that she was to do only one thing—accept. Her clit rubbed up against Grant’s skin, causing the already-swollen nub to become larger. Her nipples, which still felt the heat from the crop, brushed against the coarse hair on Grant’s chest. There didn’t seem to be a place on her body that wasn’t aroused.