Two Doms for Kara (The Dungeon Fantasy Club Book 3)

by Summers, Anya

  "Give me a minute. I need the feeling to return to my legs before I move." Zeke kissed her, a gentle homecoming of lips and tongue. Then he placed a kiss on Chase's shoulder, and slowly began detangling his limbs and withdrawing. Chase followed suit and a part of her mourned the loss. Chase helped her to her feet and her legs wobbled.

  Zeke pulled her into his arms and kissed her again. Tears pricked her eyes. Then he released her lips, pulled Chase into their embrace, and kissed him fully on the mouth. He broke the kiss and said, "I love you both. No more leaving, for any of us."

  "What about Los Angeles? I thought you were going to find a new home?" Chase asked, not fully trusting the turn of fate.

  Zeke's gaze rested on Chase, the bond between them re-forging before her eyes, and he replied, "I am home."

  Chase's smile was like the sun re-emerging after a hurricane.

  "I for one will never be able to look at the conference room the same way again," Kara said, trying to lighten the mood, sliding an arm around each of them. She loved being flanked by her men—and they were hers. Her two Doms had changed her life in so many ways.

  "Are you kidding, this is my favorite room now. I think we are going to have to have an armoire added in here with all manner of toys," Zeke murmured with a wicked smirk.

  "Can we adjourn our meeting and go home?" Chase asked.

  "Yes," Zeke said as they helped each other get dressed.

  "It's about time," Kara whispered, her heart on fire for her two Doms. Now and forever, her home was with them.

  Chapter Twelve

  Christmas morning…

  Kara stretched and yawned at the light streaming in through the curtains. The window pane was frosted with the cold temperatures that had barreled into New York just in time for the holidays. It gave her a start when she didn't feel Chase and Zeke in bed with her. She couldn't remember the last time she'd woken up without one or both of them flanking her sides, or waking up as an orgasm blindsided her system.

  Kara had moved in with Chase and Zeke right before Thanksgiving. It had seemed silly to continue paying for her walk-up in Brooklyn when she had rarely even been there, choosing to sleep over with her guys more often than not. With three of them all living together, there had been some disagreements and fireworks to contend with. Zeke was always going to be a powder keg, but it was part of what she loved about him; his passion and zest for life. And if he got a little mule-headed from time to time, it was up to Kara to knock some sense into him. Or hand him over to Chase to deal with. Being a trio did have its perks.

  She never slept alone anymore, and this was the first morning since moving in that she wasn't waking up to Chase or Zeke entering her or spooning with her. Although, most times, it was the former and not the latter. Kara burned through calories like she was attending daily two hour spin classes. Between the two of them, they kept her busy from morning to night, both in and out of the bedroom. This was why it was so unusual for her to wake up all alone, making her think about just how much her life had changed since they had taken the McDougal wedding. It was funny how short a time it had taken for the two of them to become her whole world.

  Bridal Dreams was taking off faster than she could have dreamed. Declan and Zoey had done an interview in one of those fashion magazines, naming their company as their wedding planners. Since that article was published at the beginning of December, their phone had been ringing off the hook. So much so that they had hired Gretchen an assistant just to help her field all the calls. If business kept up this way, they'd have to hire additional designers and chefs just to keep up with the demand.

  Especially since Kara had put up a fuss over the bathroom situation. It still gave her nightmares attempting to share the single bathroom with them. It wasn't horrible, but they tended to get distracted by her nudity fairly easily, which meant they were always running late to everything. Kara needed her own bathroom if they were going to meet all their client deadlines and do anything other than have sex. Not that she was complaining about the sex, or the fact that she had two men who were complete horn dogs and wanted it all the time. She was actually grateful that Zeke was totally into using Chase as a sub now, too. It gave her a much-needed break sometimes just to get little things like grocery shopping done.

  As a Christmas gift, Chase had given her the roughed in plans for redesigning the brownstone apartment. He'd bought the apartment next to Zeke's, and plans were underway to combine the two spaces into one giant apartment. Chase agreed that they all needed to have their own space from time to time. Zeke, on the other hand, had given her a spanking bench and matching flogger for the at home dungeon which was currently housed in one of the extra bedrooms. The man knew her too well already. Most women got excited over jewelry, whereas she was thrilled about the padded bench. Zeke had caught her looking at one online at the office. Considering he had taken that opportunity to bend her over her desk for a quickie, the fact that he remembered and had given it to her warmed her heart.

  Life was good. She was happy, which was something she'd never thought she'd ever be, but she knew that she was living a wonderful fantasy and couldn't be much happier. She was still a bit sore from their late night session the previous evening. Kara shifted and glanced around the room. On the pillow next to her was a handwritten note.

  We are in the dungeon. You looked so peaceful. After last night's strenuous session, we didn't have the heart to wake you. Come join us when you wake.

  Love, Z

  Kara smiled, tossing off the covers and climbing from the huge California king-sized lake of a bed. She had a little surprise of her own for them before they left for Scotland that evening. Kara dressed in her special La Perla Christmas babydoll negligée she'd ordered. The red lace cups fitted over her breasts like a glove, while the sheer red silk played peek-a-boo with her curves, ending just below her hips. She slid on the matching panties that fit her like a second skin and traipsed into the bathroom. Kara ran a brush through her hair, detangling the mass from its bird's nest appearance. Then she brushed her teeth, freshening herself up, adding some very light makeup for a fuller effect, and then made the trip down the hallway to the dungeon.

  Groans and the slapping of flesh reached her ears the closer she came to the back room. She opened the door and stared, transfixed. Zeke's hips were thrusting in fast succession as he buried himself in Chase's ass. The sight of the two of them loving each other, that Zeke had surrendered to Chase's magnetic pull and was reveling in having two subs to order around, did something to her heart. They were happy and complete, which was a nice change. And she'd wager that, one of these days, Zeke would give in and have Chase top him. That would be an event she'd want to film. Even though Chase submitted to Zeke, Chase still played the Dom with her, and she was more than okay with that. Kara had no desire to be anything other than their submissive.

  She shut the door behind her and leaned back against it. The scent of sex permeated her senses. They were both aware of her presence but they didn't stop. Chase was bound in one of the stockades; his ass glowed a bright, cherry Christmas red, and his body was bent at a perfect ninety degree angle, the correct height for Zeke to fuck him.

  Just the sight of the two of them loving each other set her blood to boiling. She waited and watched them, content to let them finish. Her nipples stabbed and abraded against the silken lace covering her breasts and the two hundred dollar panties were sopping wet with her desire.

  Zeke roared as he came. Chase's cock jerked, jets of come spurting onto his chest and dripping onto the ground beneath them as he came.

  "Well now, if that's not a sight to wake up to Christmas morning, I don't know what is," Kara said, saucily posing.

  Zeke shot her a wicked look as he withdrew from Chase's ass. "Christ."

  "Holy crap, Kara. You look good enough to eat. Let me out of this thing and I will." Chase laughed, the happiness in his voice making her heart glow.

  Zeke chuckled as he undid Chase's restraints, and then he crook
ed a finger at her. Kara's breath caught in her throat at their nude magnificence. Chase stood, grabbing a wash cloth from the cabinet and cleaning himself off.

  "Nope, not unless you promise me you will leave us time to pack. We have eight hours until we have to be at JFK," Kara teased. Now was the time to tell them she had a gift for them, too.

  "We promise." Chase winked at her.

  Kara approached them with a raised brow. They'd better hope they were on that flight or there would be hell to pay. You didn't mess with a bride the week before her wedding, and Zoey Mills would hunt them down if they weren't there. Even the nicest of brides tended to go a bit insane. Kara stalled her forward progression, just a smidgeon out of arm's reach for both of them. They could still grab her but they would have to lean forward. She wanted to have enough space as she delivered her news.

  "Well then, we don't have a moment to lose, do we? Ready, Chase?" Zeke tossed a glance at Chase, who nodded. Then, in a move that brought tears to her eyes, naked as can be, Zeke and Chase both got down on one knee.

  "Kara, I love you. We love you," Zeke said with his heart shining in his blue eyes.

  Chase held up a diamond solitaire—where he'd pulled it from she had no idea, since they had no pockets. The gem glittered in the dungeon light. "Marry us, Kara."

  "What? How?" Tears swam in her eyes, blurring her vision. Her heart stuttered and glowed.

  "One of us will formally marry you in the eyes of the law, and the other will have a civil contract. But we would both be your husbands, and each other's as well," Zeke explained with a smile that lit up her soul.

  "I love you both so much. Yes. Yes, I will marry you. Each of you, however it needs to happen," she blubbered, crying and shaking. Chase leaned forward and slid the ring on her third finger and then they were both up on their feet, surrounding her, holding her.

  Chase kissed her, and then Zeke kissed her.

  Zeke pulled back first. "See, I told you she would. I'll go grab the champagne."

  Chase stroked her hair, his onyx eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

  "I can only have a little," Kara murmured, her heart overjoyed. They were going to be her husbands. It was the most natural thing in the world. And it settled her anxiety over what was coming next for them.

  Chase stiffened, studying her in his arms. Zeke stopped at the door, looking back at her over his shoulder with a confused expression on his face.

  "Why's that?" Chase asked as he nuzzled her neck, planting kisses along it and distracting her from what she needed to say.

  "It's not good for the baby," Kara explained, and held first Chase's gaze and then Zeke's.

  The impact of her words made Chase trembled slightly in her arms and then his hands cradled her face as the news sank in.

  "A baby? Really?" His eyes searched hers with love blazing fiercely in his. The power of his love made her weak-kneed.

  "Yes, really. Merry Christmas," she murmured, and he captured her lips for a gentle mingling, stroking her cheek and pulling back.

  "I love you, Kara," Chase murmured against her lips.

  "My turn." Zeke embraced her, taking her lips in a drugging mingling of lips and teeth, then spun her in a circle, holding her close as his laughter and joy filled the room. Then Zeke withdrew his mouth, running his hand in a sweet caress over her cheek. She glanced up at her men, who flanked opposite sides of her body. Each of them had tears glistening in their eyes at the news of their impending fatherhood. It didn't matter who the father was, whether it was Zeke or Chase. They would raise the child together, all of them.

  Zeke and Chase each laid a hand over her abdomen as they kissed her, showing her with more than words just how much they loved her. And, more importantly, that they would forever and always be her two Doms.

  The End

  Anya Summers

  Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Anya grew up listening to Cardinals baseball and reading anything she could get her hands on. She remembers her mother saying if only she would read the right type of books instead binging her way through the romance aisles at the bookstore, she’d have been a doctor. While Anya never did get that doctorate, she graduated cum laude from the University of Missouri-St. Louis with an M.A. in History.

  Anya is a bestselling and award-winning author published in multiple fiction genres. She also writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance under the name Maggie Mae Gallagher. A total geek at her core, when she is not writing, she adores attending the latest comic con or spending time with her family. She currently lives in the Midwest with her two furry felines.

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