Isabella's Submission [Fate Harbor 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Caitlyn O'Leary

  “No, it’s too much,” Isabella panted out. He loved the sound of her voice.

  “You can, and you will. Unless you’re a different color, you will rub your nipples against the fur. You’ll do it because it pleases me.” And he knew that it would ultimately please her. He watched as her body rose and fell slowly, in small horizontal and vertical shifts. Then…then he observed the moment when her need escalated. Her movements grew into sensuous undulations, and it was the most exquisite of dances.

  “Oh God, Leif, it feels sublime.” Her voice was a raspy whisper. It was then he picked up the brush and started tracing soft patterns along her back with the stiff bristles. He watched as faint red marks were left behind and she hummed her pleasure. “More, oh please, more.” This passionate woman continued to amaze him. His cock was leaking and he didn’t care. He needed to be inside her so badly, but his need to take her higher was even stronger.

  He trailed the brush down the line of her spine, pressing ever deeper until it reached the ripe flesh of her ass. He dug and scraped the bristles into her skin a little harder across her skin, leaving fine lines. Again and again he continued, until her ass turned a fine rosy red. He then exalted as she frantically jerked upward to meet the onslaught of sensation, but that was unacceptable.

  “Isabella.”

  He softened the stinging caress. “Isabella, answer me.” Still nothing.

  He lifted the brush and watched her ass continue to writhe, appreciating the view of the implanted plug as the perfect adornment.

  “Isabella!” He set the brush down on the nightstand and gently rolled her over, so that he could get her attention. Even then it was long moments before her eyes opened and they were totally unfocused.

  “Leif.” Her voice was slurred. “That was wonderful.” He understood exactly how she felt. Leif had been equally immersed in his Dom space, though he was always careful to leave just enough marks to make her uncomfortable tomorrow, but nothing more. He wanted her to cherish the memory of their time together as much as he would.

  “How are your arms, Isabella? Do you need me to undo the cord?” He knew that her position should be fine for a couple of hours, but he needed to be sure. Isabella’s safety came before everything else.

  “I love being tied to your bed, Leif.” He saw the truth in Isabella’s eyes as she rested her cheek against the pillow and peered up at him. He stroked his hands down her right leg, wrapped them around her foot, and placed it on his shoulder. He repeated the process with her left leg, and then leaned forward, to feast his eyes on the most irresistible carnal sight spread before him. He could see her weeping pussy gushing her passion. Her luscious ass was scored with faint lines where the bristles had coaxed the blood to the surface of her skin and it framed the glistening star of her anus that was both gripping and pushing at the plug. Again, he felt a droplet of pre-cum trickle down his rigid cock.

  He pulled his gaze away to lose himself in Isabella’s melted chocolate orbs and he felt a mild shock in his chest as her eyes pierced him to his soul.

  Still tossing and turning across the fur, against his chest, Leif stood watch as her brief moment of clarity dissipated and Isabella’s focus seemed to shift inward and she pulled sharply at the cords and rolled over.

  “Isabella? What color are you? What’s wrong, baby?” He watched as her hands gripped the cord and tugged.

  “Please Leif, please touch my breasts.” She was having trouble getting the words out. “They ache, oh, they need you. I need you.” Leif could see that the tips of Isabella’s lush breasts were swollen where she had kneaded them against the soft fur, trying to alleviate the stinging. His poor baby’s body was more sensitized than ever before.

  “Is that what you really need? Tell me what you really need. Tell me where it really stings, where do you really need my touch.” Leif loved watching her turn her thoughts inward. Even out of the bedroom, she always chose her words carefully. He wished he could turn up the volume to listen in to what she was saying inside her head. But then maybe not, because the words that eventually came out were always so precious and perfectly intended.

  “Tell me what you need, and I’ll provide it.” Leif darkened his voice to sound more commanding. He wanted to coax and pamper her, but he knew that she needed the comfort of her Dominant’s control, so that she could savor the joy of submission.

  “Tell me!”

  “I need to come, Leif. I need you to touch my ass. I need you in my ass.” Just like that, he relaxed into the most sublime world. He would give her exactly that. It was what they both needed.

  He reached down and pushed her knees to her chest and began the slow process of sliding the glass plug from the tight depths of her body. Once again, she made no sound. He salivated as the thickest part of the plug stretched her tiny orifice. So fucking beautiful, seeing her on display just for him. He set aside the toy on the last cloth, and then applied more lubricant to her quivering opening. He pushed her thighs up and out and positioned his cock at her body’s virginal entrance. He knew that despite the stretching of the plug, this was going to be more, and he hesitated.

  Her body was quaking, but she didn’t utter a word. He began to push in and he heard her sigh. It was a sigh of relief, of pleasure. He continued one long slow thrust, until he was buried deep and their sighs were in unison. When she opened her eyes, he saw in them the deep glaze of utter rapture. She was lost, and so was he. He moved downward so that his chest met her breast and she breathed even deeper, her eyelids quivering as his chest hair feathered her ultrasensitive breasts.

  Leif knew he was providing just the edge, just the right bite of pain to bring her to headiest heights, and he went on and on. Doing this for the woman he loved, gave him the ultimate satisfaction. Up and up they both went, their inner worlds colliding into a perfect mesh of Dominance and submission, until finally he moved his hand, touching her turgid clit and sent them both to rapture.

  Hours later Caleb found the room, with the nightstand covered in the implements designed to satisfy both inhabitants of the bed, who were wrapped so close as to be one person. He smiled as he got undressed and joined the two people who meant the world to him.

  Chapter 15

  It felt good to be talking about mundane things for a change. Caleb knew this peace wasn’t going to last long. He had a bad feeling about Pedro. But until they knew something, there was no point in worrying.

  He was back from a long run, and Leif had done some personal training down in the basement. Leif couldn’t keep up on runs with Caleb because of his hip and thigh injury, but both of them strived to stay in good shape. They were happy that Bella was still asleep.

  “So our dads are butting heads?”

  “Oh, that’s putting it mildly. It’s world war three. Thank God our moms have gotten involved!” They were both drinking orange juice. They drank protein drinks before working out, and if Bella didn’t wake up in the next few minutes, they had crafted a plot to rouse her.

  “Do you really think we need another bay in the garage?”

  “Dad’s got cars schedule from all over the state. There’s a waiting list. I say we listen to him. If he says we need another bay, then we’ll pay for another bay. It’ll pay for itself within the first three months. He’s already run the numbers.” Caleb trusted his dad. He understood why Conn Johansen was cautious, and he appreciated it. Caution in a contractor was a good thing, but his dad knew car restoration, and had the clientele already, so Caleb was all for the extra bay.

  “I trust your dad. Hell, isn’t he the managing partner? What does he call us again, the pretty window dressing?” Leif said as he went to the fridge and pulled out the bacon. Caleb chuckled, but immediately focused on more important things.

  “You think Bella’s getting up?” Caleb asked hopefully.

  “You’ve been yacking, I’ve been listening. The shower started,” Leif observed. Caleb listened, and heard the sound of the shower with disappointment. He had really been looking forward
to morning sex.

  “So how was last night?”

  “Caleb, I love that woman more than I ever thought I could love a woman. She’s perfect for me on every level.” Caleb had never seen his friend look happier.

  “Details, man.” He watched Leif’s face redden.

  “I can’t.”

  “Uhm, Leif. Dude. You do realize what’s coming, right? We’re kind of going to be as intimate together as two men can be without actually fucking each other.” Caleb watched Leif’s face go from red to purple, and he felt a rumble in his stomach start, and then the biggest laugh came rushing out. “Jesus, that must have been something!”

  Leif started to open the packet of bacon and mumbled, “It was sacred.” Caleb stopped laughing. He understood. That made perfect sense. Bella was the closest thing to touching heaven that he could imagine.

  “I understand, man. I’ll back off.” Leif looked up and gave him a relieved smile.

  “I appreciate it.”

  “You appreciate what?” Both men looked up, a little surprised that they hadn’t heard Isabella come into the kitchen. “I didn’t hear you come in last night, Caleb.” She reached up and looped her arms around his neck, arching her back. Caleb bent down and gave his angel the tender kiss she deserved. When they finally parted, she rested her head on his chest and turned toward Leif. “You appreciate what, Leif?”

  “I appreciate the fact that Caleb understands why my Pops is so cautious about adding a third car bay to the building. His dad says he’s got plenty of work lined up for us, but my dad is always cautious of counting his chickens before they hatch.”

  “I understand that, I’m more the cautious type, too.” Caleb loved the fact that Isabella remained in his arms as she carried on her conversation with Leif. “Doesn’t it get confusing having two dads? I mean, calling two men ‘Dad’?”

  “Nah, my sister calls them Dad and Papa, my brothers and I call them Dad and Pop or Pops. Conn is Pops and Leif, Sr. is Dad.” Caleb watched as she digested that information. Then Isabella asked a question that not many people considered.

  “So are you Leif, Jr?”

  “Yep.” Leif grinned at her.

  “But how do you know if you’re Leif’s son or Conn’s son?”

  “Doesn’t matter. Leif was my great grandfather’s name. So dad wasn’t a junior, but mom loved the old fart and she wanted to continue his name. Dad and Pops always go along with whatever she says, and she said I was to be named Leif. She made sure it wasn’t going to hurt Conn’s feelings. Since Dad and Pops are brothers, Leif was grandfather to both of them, and they loved him dearly, so they thought it was a great idea. You know, Isabella, most people are too intimidated to ask that question, or they don’t think of it. I love that you did.” He came over and kissed her. Again, Caleb couldn’t think of anything more perfect than the three of them so close together. This man was the brother of his heart, and Bella was their soul mate.

  “Bacon?” Isabella asked, looking at the raw strips of meat askance.

  “What’s wrong with bacon?” Leif countered.

  “We’ve had bacon and eggs far too often. How about some fruit, yogurt, and oatmeal?”

  “Honey, we’ve already had protein shakes, with plenty of fruit and protein powder while you slept. We actually do keep to a pretty nutritious diet, but it’s been a rough couple of days.” Caleb watched as Isabella assessed Leif’s explanation.

  “Well, for you two, it has certainly been rough going lately. Can I have one of those protein shakes?” Caleb rubbed his hands over the length of her back. He’d never heard her talk about her weight, or any of the things that a lot of women seemed to obsess about. Her only real body issue concerned her breasts, and that was attributable to the asinine comments made to her by some asshole from college. He liked that he didn’t have to fret over what he said about her looks even though she was absolutely stunning, and had no idea of her appeal.

  * * * *

  Isabella wondered how she should broach the subject of going home. She knew the men would object, but it was Friday. The families were reunited, and plans were in place to ensure that they were going to somehow stay in the United States. She had to go to work on Monday, and she had lesson plans to do.

  But that wasn’t the real reason she needed to go home. The real reason was that this was all going too fast. So many thoughts were whirling around in her head. Was she in love, in love with two men? Could she really see herself entering into something as new and unique to her as a triad relationship? The only thing she knew for certain was that everything was going far too quickly. She had only made decisions quickly once in her life, and that was just after her parents’ death. Isabella was never going to do something like that again.

  She was pretty sure that Caleb and Leif expected her to move in with them and that they would like to have her as a girlfriend. If she was really honest, she thought they wanted her as more than just a girlfriend, but thinking of that was difficult and made it hard to breathe, so it was best to just put those thoughts away. She needed time. She needed space. Not only did she need to make sure that she did not get hurt, but that she was doing nothing to hurt these two men.

  “Bella, you’re thinking too hard.” She lifted her face to his, and he brushed his nose against hers, and she grinned. The fact that being with Leif and Caleb made her smile so much would weigh heavily in her decision.

  Isabella hugged Caleb tightly, breathing in his scent. She then turned to Leif, who was over at the stove putting bacon in the pan. When he was done, she hugged him.

  “Isabella, I can’t hug you! My hands have bacon grease all over them.”

  “It’s okay, Leif. I can hug you.” She looked up at him, and sparks flared between them as they remembered the night before. Oh God, she felt her pussy getting damp.

  “So what are you debating with yourself about? What do you want to tell us that we’re not going to like?” Caleb asked.

  She turned and laughed. She actually laughed as she looked at the handsome man in front of her. Caleb winked at her. He realized it was a big deal.

  “You’re taking me home today.”

  “Hell, no!” Leif roared behind her. She grinned bigger, and Caleb’s smile turned into a scowl.

  “I’m not staying here, and I want my protein shake.” Leif continued making breakfast as he argued with her. Caleb blended her protein shake and cajoled. They sat down in the breakfast nook and she smiled.

  “Guys, can I ask you a question?”

  “Yes.”

  “Anything, Bella.”

  “Were you expecting me just to stay here from now on?” She watched as Leif ran his hand through his hair, and Caleb rubbed the back of his neck, both indications that they felt trapped. “Do you really think that is something I would do?” She expected Caleb to answer, but it was Leif who looked deep into her eyes.

  “No, Isabella. You would never do that. You would have to carefully consider your next step.”

  “Yes, I would.” Isabella smiled at him, happy that he understood.

  “Well, I don’t want you living in that apartment, in that neighborhood.”

  “Caleb, be reasonable. It’s where I live.”

  “Give us a chance to find something comparable. Just two days is all that I’m asking for, okay? Bella, that is just not a safe place for you.”

  “Caleb, I’ve lived there for two years now, ever since I took the job with Shirley.” She was almost done with the protein drink. It really tasted delicious. She put her glass down on the table, and immediately, each of her brown hands was covered, one with a white hand, one with a black hand. She loved the beauty of all of their hands together, like a carving from three different woods, teak encased in ash and ebony.

  Caleb tugged, and she looked up. “Two days Bella, will you give us two days to find a better place for you?”

  “Are you going to try to finance the difference?”

  “No, you are.” Isabella looked over at Leif. When she
turned she was ready to argue with him. Instead she felt a surge of desire when she saw such his commanding countenance. She breathed deeply to suppress it, focusing instead on his outrageous statement.

  “Leif, I’m not going to pay additional money from my savings on an apartment I don’t need, when I have a perfectly good one that I can afford right now.”

  “It’s not perfectly good. You know you’ve been gambling with your health and safety. That stops now.” Granted, there had been times she had thought the exact same thing. Isabella knew her parents would have been upset with her for not using the insurance money to live in a safer neighborhood. She looked over at Caleb, for his teasing smile, and was surprised to see a mirror image of Leif’s consternation.

  “What, Bella, you expected something different?” If anything, Caleb’s expression grew even darker, and she realized that she had made a severe tactical error. To assume that Caleb was softer than Leif when it came to her wellbeing was going to make him angrier. If she wasn’t careful, she might end up with a tougher Dom than Leif, God forbid! She looked back down at their hands with relief. Would she always? She needed time to be sure.

  “Two days.” She looked up, first at Caleb, and then at Leif, both of them still somber.

  “What? I agreed.”

  “We want you here, Isabella. You might not have made up your mind. You might need time. We don’t.”

  “Bella, we respect your choice, and we support you in your decision.” Caleb was finally smiling again.

  * * * *

  Isabella looked shell shocked and Leif wasn’t surprised. His brothers, Eric and Dane, had that kind of effect on people. She stood in the middle of her new apartment, which was about 40 square feet smaller than her last one. Caleb had done a fantastic job of manipulating her into signing the lease. He pushed like a madman for an apartment he found in Fate Harbor, knowing she wanted something in Snoqualt close to the school. Isabella was so busy fighting with Caleb, that it gave Leif a bit of breathing room to locate this apartment in Snoqualt. The rent was more than she wanted to spend, but by the time Leif showed it to her, Isabella was more than happy to sign the lease since to get Caleb to stop trying to force the other one on her.