Lang, Chloe - Wilde Nights [The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 4] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Chloe Lang

  Sir walked around her, touching and pinching along the way. He stepped in front of her and kissed her, driving his tongue into her mouth past her lips, not asking for permission, but demanding entrance. There was nothing soft about this. Her lips ached and swelled. Though she wanted their kiss to go on and on, Sir released her.

  She felt her eyes brim up with tears. He knew exactly how to make her feel better. She wasn’t lost to her suffering. His gaze locked on her and held her like the strongest restraint. The urge to look down pulled at her. But she didn’t want to. Not yet. She wanted to push him. Show him she could take more. Much more. She craved Sir’s punishments.

  “You going to show me who is boss or not?” she asked.

  Growing desire poured into Jessie from Denver. His craving for her surrender was thick in the room. She bit her lip. She needed him to unravel her.

  “You need to control your mouth, sub.”

  She mustered as much bravery as she had, and said, “Control, Sir. I bet you want to fuck me. Don’t you?” Tonight she wanted to be wild, and she wanted Sir to be the one to tame her.

  “Best to hold your tongue.” His voice seemed to gush with anger and hunger, yet he didn’t move to touch her. She wondered how deep his desire was for her. Was it enough? Her parents had lost their love. It’d happened months before her mother’s death. She feared the same might happen to them, as well.

  My dad is coming to Wilde. That thought flattened her out. She wasn’t about to try to explain the pictures to her dad. Ever.

  Whack! Sir’s slap to her ass pushed out the offending thoughts.

  “Get out of your head, sub.”

  Jessie needed Sir’s touch. Why wasn’t he spanking her more? One slap wasn’t enough. She needed more. She’d pushed for punishment but wasn’t getting it. Why? Was she trying too hard? Or because she wanted it he was holding back.

  “Sir, what are you going to do to me?”

  “Whatever it takes, Jessie. Whatever you need, but stop trying to run the show with your smart mouth. It won’t work. The more you push for pain, the more I hold back. Got it?”

  She gulped. “Yes, Sir.”

  “First, I want you restrained.”

  Her heart thudded like a hammer in her chest. “Please, Sir.”

  He moved to her ear and growled, “First, you must earn the pleasure, love.”

  “What do I have to do, Sir?”

  “Obey. Make me proud. Then, I will reward you.”

  “Sounds really nice, Sir.”

  “Tonight, leave everything to me. I’m going to guide you to a place of pure bliss where old failures and disappointment fade away. All that will be left inside you will be hot shivers.”

  She liked the sound of that. He guided her to his bedroom. He tied her on her stomach to the four corner posts on his bed.

  She turned her head to the side on the pillow and looked at the very sexy Sir. He was shedding his clothes. “You’ve done this before?”

  “Chatty little, sub, aren’t you? Yes. I have done this before. By the way, you will be punished for your sassiness and disobedience.”

  That thrilled her. She wanted to feel the sting on her ass. “Then get it over with, Denver.”

  “Keep talking like that, and I will put a ball gag on you. Call me ‘Sir’ and nothing else, sub, until I say this session is over.” His tone was more dangerous and threatening. She’d pushed him too hard.

  She mustered her most submissive tone. “I’m sorry, Sir.”

  He blew out a lungful of air. “Believe me, I want to drill my dick into your hot pussy right now. This is not about me. It’s about you. Besides, I know you’re not ready for my cock yet.”

  She gulped. Heat rushed deep into her insides. “I think I am, Sir.”

  “Quiet.” Sir’s commanding tone was so controlled it scared her. “I know you want punishment. Hell, you need it tonight. You’re not to analyze, study, plan, contrive—anything. You’re only to trust and to feel. I know what you need. You don’t. Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Jessie licked her lips, wantonness causing droplets of moisture to pop up on her skin. She opened her mouth to say something then closed it tight. She needed to back down as he’d ordered.

  “Now you’re getting it. Do what I say and you win. Don’t and you lose.”

  How could he see so deeply into her? However he did, it had her pussy aching.

  Sir patted her ass. “We’re both going to enjoy this, sub.”

  Her insides fractured with desire.

  Did he enjoy unhinging her, getting underneath her old layers?

  “Now that I have you properly restrained, I want to touch my pretty cunt.” She felt him reach between her legs and thread his fingers in her pussy’s creases, causing everything to go soft and hot inside her. “Good. You’re wet, but I want you soaked and drowning.”

  “Please, Sir.” Jessie trembled at his promise.

  Sir brushed her clit, and sparks fired up and down her body. “Lots to learn, sub. Lots to learn.”

  She wanted to learn enough to free herself from The Masters’ Chambers VIP rooms. She wanted to prove to the Wilde brothers she could do it, but especially to Sir. Even Austin. Desire flooded her body, taking her to the limits of her control. When Sir captured her clit between his fingers and squeezed, her pussy quaked and electricity fired through her body.

  Sir continued fingering her sodden folds, spreading her out, driving his digits into her pussy. His sensual push and pull drove her higher. Dizziness and mania spun her around, and her pussy was contracting from Sir’s finger torture. She bit down on the pillow.

  “Jessie, as before, you cannot orgasm until I give you permission. Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.” But she was already getting close, so close.

  “Good girl. Now, listen to me. I will touch you anywhere and any way I want to.”

  “B–But…”

  He removed his thumb from her clit and stopped licking her neck. Immediately, her ache for his touch grew.

  “What just happened, sub?”

  “I don’t know, Sir.”

  “You do. Tell me, now.”

  “I didn’t follow your instructions, Sir.”

  “Right. And?”

  “You stopped touching me.” Sir was taking her on a journey, and she wanted to see it to the very end.

  “See, you did know.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Jessie’s body vibrated. She could still feel bits of her anxiety about her dad coming to Wilde, but bit by bit Sir was replacing those thoughts with growing desire inside her.

  Slap! Sir hit her ass with his open hand. His first smack to her left ass cheek sent a buzzing sting just under the skin. The second slap to her ass warmed up her bottom. Thankfully, the third shattered her thoughts about her dad, leaving her in a wonderful subspace in her head.

  She chewed on her lip, weakly attempting to hold on to her defiance. Wasn’t happening. She’d been introduced to a whole new way of being, and she loved it. Had it been inside her all along? Probably.

  “Good girl.” He untied her from the posts but left the ropes on her wrists and ankles. “Sweet sub, the only reason I’m untying you right now is because I want to taste your lush mouth. But don’t think you’ll get to stay that way for long.”

  He rolled her onto her back. His mouth feathered her lips, and his kiss brought her to the edge of release.

  She couldn’t orgasm now. He’d told her to wait. But it was hard to hold back. She wanted to put her arms around his neck, but he held both hands to the bed. Instinctively, her legs wrapped around his waist. She wanted him inside her pussy so bad she thought she might lose it. Sir adored her. She knew it, and that pleased her very much.

  “Let’s get your punishment over with. Sound like a good idea to you?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Again, he rolled her over and tied her spread-eagle, face down to the bed.

  Sir spanked her ass with a masterful hand that conveyed fiery bites. Tears flo
oded down on the pillow from the sensations he was bringing out in her.

  Jessie delighted in the chance for Sir to take her body, but she feared he wouldn’t stop there. No, he would try to seize everything inside her. The argument about her keeping her job leapt from the fog. An image of her boss frowning floated to the surface. It didn’t make sense to her that he hadn’t fired her. The guy was no push-ov—

  Whack! The image disappeared as the heat spread through her backside.

  He tapped her lightly on her ass with his open hand. “Stop drifting, sub. Stay with me.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  He delivered several more slaps until her entire bottom burned and stung. “You’ve got so much to learn.”

  “Yes, Sir. I do. But I have a good teacher.” Jessie’s body throbbed and vibrated. Sir’s dominance turned her internal furnace to high heat.

  “Yes, you do. You can handle much more than you know. Next time we go to the club, I’m putting you on display. Do you understand what that means?”

  Giddiness took hold of her. He was pleased with her. “Y–Yes, Sir. I do.”

  “That overworked mind of yours needs peace and quiet.”

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  “Let’s use Dallas’s colors to see where you are. What state are you in, sub?”

  “Green, Sir.”

  Sir grazed her back lightly with his hand. “That’s excellent, love.” His tone was filled with caring.

  Crazy as it was, she could no longer deny that she was in love with four men. Jackson made her feel beautiful. Phoenix told her over and over how smart she was. Dallas made her feel proud. And Sir? He made her feel protected.

  Sir pressed his lips against her neck. “Are you in your head again?”

  “No, Sir.” Her body warmed, and a sweet shiver shot down to her mound.

  “This is to remind you not to go back into your thoughts.” Sir stung her ass with two slaps from his open hand. Her body vibrated with desire.

  “What state are we in?”

  “Green, Sir.”

  The palm of his hand connected with her ass. Heat welled up deep inside her pussy.

  “I will take you every way possible—in your mouth, in your ass, and of course I’ll take you in your pussy.”

  She’d never felt so exposed, so wide open, as his demands of submission made her feel. “I understand, Sir.”

  “Bending you to my will is going to be such an incredible experience for me and for you. Stop and just feel. I am responsible for your pleasure, not you. Understand?”

  His dominance thrilled her. “Yes, Sir.”

  Before meeting the Wilde brothers, she’d mistakenly thought she was living. But she wasn’t. Her life had been gray and drudgery.

  “I can tell you’re back deep inside your head. I know what will stop that.”

  Jessie ached to please him. She couldn’t catch enough breath to do more than whisper, “Please, Sir. Tell me.”

  Sir’s hands caressed her ass, and then he left the room. She longed for him to come back. In moments, he did. He was holding a large butt plug in one hand and a bottle of lubricant in the other. “This will get you out of your head, I’m certain.”

  “Thank you, Sir.” She wanted the thoughts to stop, wanted to only feel, wanted to please Sir.

  He sat on the bed, and she felt his fingers tempting her anus, drifting to the skin between her rectum and her pussy, before finally reaching her swollen folds. Then, with incredibly skilled fingers, he tormented her clit. Electricity ricocheted from her pussy throughout her body, inside and out. Dizzy with desire, she shuddered.

  She felt him apply the lube to her rectum. His fingers circled and stretched her out. She was frightened by the prospect of the butt plug, but she would go the distance.

  “You ready to tell me you don’t want this, sub?”

  Jessie couldn’t answer. Did she really want what Sir offered? “I want it, Sir.”

  “Good girl.”

  “Sir?”

  “Yes.”

  “I’m a bit scared.”

  “Don’t worry, little one. Trust me. I’ll never push you too much. Stop talking, and start feeling.”

  Jessie believed him. He’d told the bouncers to leave the moment she’d tensed. He knew her better than she knew herself. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl. I can’t wait to fill your hot pussy with my dick.” Sir’s voice bowled her over.

  He cupped her ass with both hands. It still stung from his spanking, making her want him more.

  “This is my ass.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “It’s nice and pink.” Sir’s fingers went deeper into her ass. He was taking his time, and she loved every second of it.

  A delicious shiver shot up and down her spine. She craved to submit to his dominance. “Am I pleasing you, Sir?”

  “The beginning of sweet submission, little one.” Sir let out a long, lusty sigh. “I hear it in your voice now. That pleases me. Take a deep breath.”

  She sucked in a ton of air.

  “Hold it. Good. Now, let it out.”

  Jessie expelled the breath.

  “Again.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She did.

  “Hold it. Good. Now, let it out.”

  As she blew out the last bit of air, she felt a hot burn as Sir shoved the plug into her ass. She didn’t have the air to yelp. Instead, she sucked in more air.

  “Breathe slow, sub. Easy. You’re doing great.”

  The sex toy was seated completely in her bottom. The pain began to retreat, replaced by subspace and desire.

  She watched Sir don a condom, and excitement bloomed inside her. He untied her once again, and rolled her over. Sir wasn’t in any rush. He took his time with her, and he played her body like a skilled musician.

  When she was face up again, he tied her to the post again.

  Sir leaned down between her legs and inhaled. “You smell so good, sub. That’s the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

  Electric pulses shot through her body. She was so aroused and wanted Sir to possess her insides with his dick. His fingers lightly pressed on her clit again, causing it to swell and throb. Quick, short, almost painful pants passed her lips.

  “Please, Sir. I need to come.”

  Sir gave her no respite. Instead, he pinched her nipples until they were aching in harmony with her clit. Then she felt his lips bathe her breast. Sir’s treatment burned her hotter and hotter, higher and higher.

  Sir shifted his position down, until he was between her legs once again. His lips on her pussy reduced her to a puddle, and his tongue’s pressure on her clit melted her.

  His voice dipped to a low octave of masculinity. “This is how I like you, sub.”

  “I’m glad this pleases you, Sir.”

  He’d opened her up to her true nature. She liked to be dominated by Sir. No, it was more than that. She loved it. She wanted more, needed more.

  His tongue danced through her folds, then moved to her clit, laving her into frenzy. Her fingers and toes curled tight. Her body rumbled from the approaching climax.

  “You want me to fuck you?”

  “Yes, Sir!”

  He was on top of her in a flash. His pale blue eyes were hot with lust. His weight felt so good. She felt him position his dick at her pussy’s opening. Cravings more powerful than anything she’d ever known rolled through her like a million invading soldiers.

  Joining the march, his dick pierced her slit wide and tunneled into her. Tremors rumbled through her like an earthquake, its aftershocks shooting deep into her channel as Sir’s cock possessed and conquered her insides. With the plug and his dick filling her up, she fell back into the whirlwind of heat that stormed in her body.

  Slowly, patiently, in and out, he thrust into her pussy. One of Sir’s hands went down between them until he found her clit. Using his thumb to apply pressure to the bud, Sir never changed his rhythmic assault of his dick. Tears poured out of her eyes.

  “
You’ve earned your reward.”

  His strokes lengthened. Each time as he pulled back, he blazed a path back into her, taking her breath away. Sir’s passionate sweat dripped on her shoulders. Stroke by stroke, his stabs came harder and faster.

  Jessie felt her womb begin to convulse around his dick. “Please, Sir. May I come?”

  “Yes, little one.” Sir’s cock jerked inside her. “Come for me.”

  Her back arched up from the mattress, as the release Sir had given her blasted inside her pussy, her stomach, her chest, her lungs, her toes…everything and everywhere…her entire body. There wasn’t a single millimeter that didn’t tremble.

  She screamed, “O–Ohh!” Her orgasm wasn’t a single explosion, but many. Each bigger than the one before.

  “Fuck!” Sir yelled, and then he slammed her back into the bed with his final climatic thrust.

  Slowly, her release settled back, and her delightful shivers softened. Denver spooned her with his muscled body.

  “You want to know how I got my scar, sugar?”

  God, yes. She nodded.

  “Austin and I were camping up in the mountains. I was twelve and he was thirteen. Though our dads convinced our mom to let us go, she wasn’t crazy about us going alone.”

  “I think your mom was right to be worried.”

  Jessie will be an amazing mother. “Sometime after midnight, a black bear came into our camp. Austin told me not to move, but I didn’t listen. I wanted to prove to him that I was just as brave as he was. I tried to get to my rifle, but the bear charged before I could reach my tent where I’d left it. The bastard swiped my face and would’ve killed me if Austin hadn’t reacted instantly, hitting the bear over the head with a log from our fire.”

  “Oh my God. What happened?”

  “The bear turned from me to him. Unlike me, my brother had left his gun within reach and filled the beast with lead. I passed out from the loss of blood. When I came to, I found Austin staring at me with concern. While I’d been out, he’d stitched up my wound. We agreed to never tell anyone, or our mom and dads would never let us camp again.”

  “What did you tell them happened?”

  “That I fell down a ravine. Mom didn’t let me go camping again for another year. That was tough for me, but if she’d known about the bear I would’ve never been allowed to camp again. Austin and I never talked about that night since then. You’re the first I’ve ever told.”