by Tara Rose
“For three years. We met here in town when she moved from Southern Illinois. She worked at City Hall for a while, but she no longer works or lives here in Racy. I wanted to add some kink to our sex life, and because of that she became convinced I was cheating on her.”
“I’m sorry that happened to you.” It seemed inadequate, but she didn’t know what else to say.
He shrugged. Then he handed the tickler back to Luke and picked up the flogger he’d used on her before. Alexa watched as he ran the leather strips lightly over her breasts and abdomen. “She left me five years ago. I was sad for a long time, but I’m not any more. I need to be with a woman who trusts me. She didn’t. And to be honest, I should have let her see that side of me while we were dating, but I always hid it. I did kind of spring it on her.”
“I trust you, Chase. I trust both of you.”
He stopped teasing her with the flogger and gazed at her intensely. “I know you do. Your trust means a lot to me. It means a lot to both of us.”
“Chase is right,” said Luke. “Your trust means everything to me, Alexa.” He brushed the tickler over her arms and down her back, over her ass cheeks, and up again. “And I guess it’s time for my true confession, too. I’ve been to Maddox’s club a couple of times, but I was pretty intimidated by the naked playing in public. This is more my style. Private and small. Just the three of us. But I’m dominant by nature. Can’t imagine myself any other way.”
“I don’t know if or when I’ll be ready to go into a club again.” Alexa wondered if that would be a problem for Chase.
“It’s okay,” said Luke. “If you’re never ready, that’s all right. Isn’t it, Chase?”
“Absolutely.” He pulled Alexa into a tight embrace and kissed her until she was breathless. Her pussy was soaking wet from all the teasing they’d done, and her clit began to throb. When he released her, he asked her to lie on her back on the bed.
She did as he asked, and then he fastened one set of cuffs to her wrists and the other to her ankles. He then asked her to spread her legs wide, and when she did, he clipped the wrist cuffs to the ankle cuffs, tightening up on the chains so that she was bound with her legs open and her pussy exposed. Her arms were spread wide as well because her wrists were secured to her ankles. There was no room to move them more than a fraction of an inch. It was a vulnerable position, and Alexa fought against old fears.
“Are you okay?” asked Luke, perching next to her on the bed and watching her face carefully.
“Yes, sir.”
“I love when you call me ‘sir.’ It’s so sexy.”
Alexa smiled at the light in his dark eyes. It was going to be okay. He wouldn't hurt her, and neither would Chase. She could do this.
“Your safe word is ‘pickle,’” said Chase. “Is that right?”
She nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“It’s our goal that you won’t have to use it. But if you need to pee or need some water, do you want another one for that?”
“Yes. That way you won’t think I’m afraid. How about ‘mustard’?”
Chase smiled. “Okay, Alexa.” He picked up the tickler and began to tease her breasts and pussy with it, grinning at her the entire time. “For a vegetarian, you have burger condiments on the brain quite a bit.”
Alexa laughed. “Silly. You can put pickles and mustard on other things besides grilled cow meat.”
Luke took the flogger and gently tapped the leather against the same areas Chase was teasing, still watching her carefully. “Now that’s just crazy talk.”
“I agree,” said Chase. “She must be delirious already.”
Alexa tried to squirm, but there wasn’t much wiggle room. She made fists and curled her toes as the sensations rocked her body and sent fresh wetness to her pussy. Her breathing became shallow, and soft whimpers escaped her throat.
Luke increased the strength of his taps, and now it stung, but Chase kept up the opposite sensations with the tickler. The result was to make her even more aroused for them, and she never hope they stopped. It was delicious and decadent.
Luke put down the tickler and knelt next to her to suckle her breasts. He kneaded them in his strong hands and played with the nipples in the way she loved while he made satisfied noises in the back of this throat. “I seriously love your boobs, Alexa.”
Chase lifted her hips and pushed pillows underneath so that her asshole and pussy were totally exposed. He swept the flogger over her pussy and then struck her in a way that made her asshole sting as well. Alexa cried out surprise and pleasure. When he alternated his flogging with long, slow licks, from her anus to her clit, she began to toss her head back and forth and mutter nonsense words. She was lost in a sea of exquisite pain and pleasure, and her climax was poised on the brink, but Chase wasn’t letting her come.
He smacked her ass cheeks with his hand, alternating that with the flogger and his tongue, while Luke continued to torture her breasts with his perfect tongue and strong hands. Alexa was out of her mind with desire. The noises in her bedroom competed with the howling wind outside.
“Alexa,” asked Chase, his voice breathy and deep. “I want to go downstairs and get a paddle, but only if you say it’s all right.”
“Yes.” She wanted that. Tears stung her eyes as she realized she was ready for it. “Yes, Chase.”
He was out the door so fast she swore she saw smoke, just like in a cartoon. Alexa laughed as Luke wiped away her tears. When he kissed her, she nearly came. His tongue rolled around and teased hers, and his warm, full lips devoured her mouth. When he released the kiss, he took off his shirt, his gaze locked on her eyes the entire time.
“Cariño, quiero que seas mio.”
“I am yours, Luke. All of me.”
He caressed her face then tossed his shirt onto a chair. As she watched, he removed his jeans, and Alexa giggled when she realized he had on no underwear. The grin on his face turned sheepish. “I was half dressed when I finally checked my voice mail. Didn’t want to bother finding clean socks or drawers.”
“How convenient.” Chase walked in, swinging a large leather paddle by its handle. Alexa’s eyes flew open, and she moaned. She and Kari called that particular paddle The Schoolgirl Special because they’d watched a porn film one time where the teacher lined up three of his female students and paddled them each in turn with one just like it, until their asses were beet red and bruised.
“Oh?” asked Chase. “You know this paddle?”
“Well, not intimately.” She couldn't tell them about the movie. It was too personal a detail.
Chase handed it to Luke. “I’ve smacked her enough for right now. It’s your turn, bar boy. Pretend she’s been a bad girl and hasn’t turned in her homework on time.” Chase winked at her. Had he seen the same movie?
Alexa’s face burned with embarrassment as Chase removed his clothes, watching Luke take his place between her legs. Luke struck her on the ass with the paddle, and Alexa’s clit began to throb again. She was okay with it. In fact, she was more than okay with it. She wanted more.
“Have you been bad?” asked Luke.
“I have, sir.” Two more hard smacks, and Alexa cried out. The need to come was so overwhelming she couldn’t stand it anymore.
Chase picked up the flogger and lightly grazed her nipples as Luke continued.
“You have been bad. You didn’t call me first tonight.” Three more hard smacks stung her ass cheeks.
Alexa moaned again. “I did call you first, Luke.”
Chase struck her nipples hard with the flogger, and she cried out, more surprised than hurt. “You’ll address us both as ‘sir,’ and you won’t argue with either of us.” He struck her again, not quite as hard this time. “Is that understood, Alexa?”
She gazed into his golden eyes, totally and completely obliterated with the need to have him fuck her, and hard. “Yes, sir,” she whispered. “Understood.”
Chase continued to tease her nipples with the flogger, alternating between hitting
them and sucking them, hard. Luke struck her ass with the paddle five more times, and she was reaching her limits. Either Chase or Luke must have realized it, because a look passed between them and then Luke took the lube off the nightstand. Alexa began to toss her head back and forth again and moan.
Chase grinned. “I think she knows what we have planned.”
“Please…”
“Please what?” He held her gaze, his expression half-teasing, half-desperate.
“Please, Chase…I mean sir…”
“Tell me what you want, Alexa.”
Luke put on a condom and began to rub lube into her dripping wet pussy. The thought struck her as funny because she was already so wet she was certain her sheets were soaked by now as well as her pussy.
Luke picked up the paddle again. “Is something funny?” He tapped her pussy with it, and Alexa nearly lost it. “Oh, God… please…please…”
“Tell us what you want.” Luke’s voice was so low and sexy, and his gaze so intense, Alexa could hardly breathe.
“Fuck me. Please, sir. Fuck me. Both of you. Please.”
“That’s all we wanted to hear, love,” whispered Chase.
Chapter Ten
Alexa screamed as Luke plunged his swollen dick into her pussy. Chase placed two fingers just above her clit and pushed down as Luke thrust in and out. Her climax was insane. She’d never had one so intense, or that just went on and on. Luke fucked her like she was the last woman on earth and he’d never have the chance to fuck her again. Being spread open and exposed like she was only intensified how incredible it felt.
He pulled out and moved aside so Chase could take a turn, and Chase grabbed her breasts as he thrust in and out, slower than Luke had done, but it felt just as wonderful. Luke reached between Chase’s arms to stroke her clit the way Chase had done, and Alexa tried to catch her breath as another orgasm began to build.
When Chase pulled out, he took the lube and smiled at her. “Stop me if this is too much.”
She watched him put some on his finger, and then he slipped that finger slowly into her asshole. Alexa shuddered as a delicious sense of fullness spread through her groin. He watched her for a few minutes then nodded at Luke. “You should do this while you fuck her now. I think she can handle it.”
Luke didn’t wait to be invited twice. He put some lube on his finger and inserted it into her anus, and then he slipped his dick inside her pussy. The sensation of both holes being filled at once sent Alexa to the edge again. When Chase pushed down on her clit, she screamed as another blinding orgasm took hold of her and didn’t let go. Luke moaned deep in his throat as he watched her face, his eyes full of awe.
He thrust slower this time, the veins standing out on his neck and sweat beading on his forehead. She couldn’t imagine the self-control he must have been exercising. Her pussy was sore, but she didn’t care. It felt so amazing she didn’t want them to stop.
He pulled out, and Chase took another turn, filling both holes as Luke had done. Alexa wasn’t sure she could take much more. She was out of breath, thirsty, and one more climax would do her in, but she didn’t want them to stop. She hadn’t had this much fun having sex in so long, if ever. She wanted to lie here all night, tied up, and let them take her over and over again.
Chase cried out and shuddered as he came. He grabbed one breast with his free hand and just held on for dear life as his contractions continued. When he pulled out, Luke slipped inside and kneaded both her breasts, holding eye contact as he came. It was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.
They untied her, gave her some water to drink, and Chase pulled her onto his lap the way one might do with a child. She was soaked, not only from her pussy juice, but also from a fine sheen of perspiration that clung to her skin. Chase stroked her hair and back, whispering how beautiful she was and how incredible that had been.
He gave her over to Luke, who cradled her in his arms as lovingly as if she were a small animal he had to shelter and protect. He caressed the spots on her wrists and ankles where the cuffs had been and whispered endearments in Spanish. Tears ran down her cheeks. Luke asked her to drink more water, and she did, grateful that they were making the decisions for her, because she felt incapable of making even basic ones at that moment.
Chase moved chairs closer to the window. “Come and see this, you two. It’s really something.”
Luke picked her up and carried her over to one of the chairs, and then she curled into his lap to watch the snowfall with her two men. She was almost asleep but had to pee, so she got up to use the bathroom, and then she crawled into Chase’s lap.
“I could stay here like this all night with you two.”
“I don’t think we have a choice,” said Chase. “I’m not driving in this shit.”
“Me either,” said Luke. He smiled at Alexa from the other chair. “You’re stuck with us.”
Alexa drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.
* * * *
Chase jerked awake and rubbed his stiff neck. Alexa was sound asleep in his arms, and Luke was snoring in the other chair. He gently stood and laid Alexa on her bed then covered her with a blanket. After he used the bathroom, he put on his jeans and padded to the kitchen. He was starving. Good sex always made him hungry. Fucking absolutely fantastic, over-the-top, amazing sex like he’d just had rendered him useless, but a guy had to eat.
He hoped Alexa wouldn’t mind him eating their food. Chase made himself two sandwiches, whistling softly as he did so. He’d gladly replace the food ten times over if that’s what Alexa wanted. Anything, just as long as he had the chance to make love to her again.
He grabbed a beer as well, and took his sandwiches and drink into the living room. He flipped on ESPN, mainly for background noise. A noise from the kitchen caught his attention and he turned around to see if it was Luke or Alexa.
Luke walked in, wearing only his jeans, holding a plate full of leftover veggie lasagna in one hand and a beer in the other. He grinned when he saw Chase and took a seat next to him.
“How can you eat that shit?”
Luke stuffed a forkful into his mouth. “It’s not bad. Although I hope she won’t mind I’m eating it.”
“I don’t think she’ll wake up for a couple of days.” Luke chuckled. Chase took a sip of beer and glanced sideways at Luke, who was eating like he hadn’t for days. “Who’d have thought it, eh? You and me with Alexa.”
Luke didn’t say anything, so Chase continued before he lost his nerve. “I fucking hated you, you know. When she first started coming into the bar and only had eyes for you.”
“The fuck,” said Luke, wiping his mouth on his forearm. “She couldn’t stop staring at you the first night she saw you. Why do you think I introduced you two? She wasn’t listening to a thing I said anyway.”
“Well, she certainly seems to want us both now.”
“Yeah, she does.” He finished the lasagna and then drank the rest of his beer. “Want another one? I’m surprised there’s any here. Alexa doesn’t drink it.”
“It probably belongs to Noah or Adison. I think they still stay here once in a while. But yeah, I’ll have another one.”
When Luke returned, Chase flipped off the TV. They’d have to talk about this sooner or later, and it might as well be now. “Look, I don’t know where this is going, but I want you to know I care about her. It’s not just sex for me.”
“Me either,” said Luke. “I’m crazy about her.”
“Okay. Just wanted to be sure we were on the same page.” What the hell was he going to do? He’d never contemplated sharing a woman with someone else. But he wasn’t about to give her up. No fucking way. He was in deep, and he liked it. He liked it a lot.
“Julie will be happy to hear about this,” said Luke.
“Julie?”
Luke started to bring the beer bottle up to his mouth and stopped halfway, guilt covering his face. “Fuck. I wasn’t supposed to say anything, man. She hasn’t told everyone she’s
seeing a therapist. Please don’t say anything to her.”
Hot jealousy coursed through Chase’s body. Why had she told Luke and not him? “I won’t. Don’t sweat it.” He finished his beer and opened the second one, staring out the window at the snow, but not really seeing it. “How long has she been seeing a shrink?”
“Four months.”
Four months. She hadn’t yet met either of them four months ago. But she’d told Luke and not him.
“Look, Chase, I only know about this because I overheard her talking to Kari.”
“Huh?”
“I said I only know about Julie because I overheard her talking to Kari. I opened my big mouth and asked if the Julie they were discussing was Julie Carruthers, the psychologist who’d been in the same grade as my big brother Rafe. Alexa only told me because I stuck my nose in where it didn’t belong and guessed, okay? It wasn’t like she took me into her confidence. But I did promise not to say anything, so could you not tell her that you know?”
Chase wondered if the entire Rodriguez family could read minds. Luke’s sister Rosa was like that, too. She had a way of knowing what you were thinking, and made sure to tell you about it, smoothing things over if necessary. He clapped Luke on the back. “Thanks, man. I appreciate knowing that.”
“She treats us both the same, you know,” said Luke. “She’s careful to do that.”
“I know. She’s careful with everything. She doesn’t want anyone upset with her.”
“Can’t say I blame her. I’d like to find that ex-Dom of hers and rip his fucking balls off.”
“Me, too.” Chase would like to do more than simply rip off Brad’s balls. He’d like to cut off his dick too and stuff it up the guy’s ass, then set his balls on fire and make Brad eat them. With plenty of hot sauce, just for fun.
“I’d never hurt her that way. Never.” Luke’s voice actually shook.
“Me either. That’s not how it’s supposed to be.”
“I hope she knows that now.”
Chase took a sip of beer and regarded Luke. “This is going to take time, Luke. Noah and I talked about stuff like this a lot before Alexa came along. It happens, but I have to admit Alexa’s is the worst case I’ve heard of.”
