Screw Me Sideways [Clink 1: A Cowboy Sex Story] (Siren Publishing LoveEdge)

by Natalie Acres

  “She was told to sit in the car and what’d she do?”

  “Clearly she didn’t follow directions.” Reason swallowed once, remembering the last time he’d played with ginger. The sub he’d fucked had claimed it was the hottest sex she’d ever had and he had a feeling Jade would enjoy the sensations, too. The hot burn coupled with the cooling sensations often left the submissive begging for more figging experiences.

  Removing the headgear, Reason gently removed the ball gag. “I take it you sassed Kellan, too.”

  “I guess so,” she replied, not quite as gung-ho submissive as she’d been the day before.

  “She has a sharp tongue when she thinks she’s in the right.” He whipped her again, smacking the belt against her buttocks and watching in obvious satisfaction as she swayed forward, moaning.

  “Reason, you’ve got to get me down from here.”

  “Why, honey?” He tilted her chin and gave her a kiss, appreciating her will.

  “I need to …”

  “To?” He loved it. She was so sweet and pure. She hadn’t quite learned how to express herself and that was one thing he planned to change once they hit the road.

  “I need you. I need both of you.”

  “And how would you like to take us?” Reason asked, already erect.

  She lifted her head then and her eyes twinkled with mischief. “I want what Ansley has. I’ve heard her talk about it and I want that.”

  “And what do you want, exactly?” Kellan asked, dropping the belt on the vanity.

  “I’m not talking to you,” she said defiantly. “You screwed me over.”

  “I’m gonna screw you sideways again, too, so answer Reason’s question.” He shot her a playful wink.

  She moistened her lips and eyed his cock, now pressing against his briefs. “We’ll see about that.”

  “We will indeed,” Kellan said, working to free her wrists.

  Kellan was a better man than Reason. He should’ve spanked her again for sassy him.

  Reason focused on her swollen lips, thinking about the forthcoming afternoon. “What is it that you want to try, Jade?”

  “I want to be double-stuffed.”

  Reason couldn’t think of anything that would bring her more pleasure. “Then your wish is our command.”

  Chapter Sixteen

  Jade had read enough about figging to know what kind of time limit they had so she wasn’t at all offended when they pushed her to the bed, tied her arms to the posts, and hurriedly rolled the condoms on their pricks.

  Kellan wasted no time in pampering her and as he touched her, she noticed something profoundly different in him, something she hadn’t noticed before.

  He cared for her. Perhaps he even loved her.

  As Reason oiled his cock and observed, Kellan devoured her lips, thrusting between them with a greedy kiss. “Let yourself feel everything.”

  “I already do,” she promised.

  Reason retrieved nipple clamps from the dresser. She eyed the suspicious clawlike ornaments, imagining the pain she would soon feel as Reason manipulated her arousal and controlled the level of pain and pleasure she experienced.

  Affixing the claws to her nipples, he hovered over her lips, seemingly there to breathe in her whimpers, her uncontrollable moans. Now clamped, her nipples throbbed, but she wasn’t in true pain, exactly.

  Reason gave her a passionate kiss and then leaned back, fiddling with a ring which was attached to the nipple clamps by a slender link chain. “Such a pretty sub.” He flicked her clit with his finger before dipping his thumb lower. Stuffing his thumb right inside her pussy, he pushed inside her just enough to impale her. At the same time, he wiggled the finger that controlled the pressure on her nipples.

  Her back bowed and her mouth fell open but the scream was muted by Kellan’s kiss. He worked his tongue inside her mouth, mashing his cock against her leg. Then he tucked his hand under her bottom and wiggled the ginger finger higher before pulling it out and tossing it in the nearby wastebasket. As soon as he returned to bed, he pecked her lips once more. “You’re ours now, sub.”

  “Yours?” She wasn’t sure what it all meant but she had assumed they would make some sort of claim if she didn’t disappoint them. Her gaze shifted from one to the next. “For how long?”

  “We’ll see where it goes,” Reason said, winking at her.

  Kellan grabbed hold of the bedpost. Reason gripped Kellan’s shoulder and her leg. Then they aimed their cocks at her pussy and slowly slipped inside her together.

  “Oh my.” She was breathless, unable to speak. The stretch and burn combined with the overall image the two of them projected was much more than she’d bargained for.

  Her bottom clenched and she tried to move, which wasn’t exactly easy since her arms were restrained. Her nipples were clamped.

  As Kellan and Reason stroked her together, Reason tightened his hold on her nipples, pulling the tension until she cried out and begged for mercy.

  There were rules in play. Kellan had discussed those when they’d driven to her condo and retrieved her belongings. Her men were Doms and they wanted a willing submissive, a woman who was more than willing to follow their requests.

  She closed around their cocks, squeezing their shafts as they slowly drove forward, tapping her pussy, reaching and stroking higher. Her bottom burned and with each thrust, she was more aware of the delightful sensations.

  Watching Kellan and Reason fuck her, she became fully aware of how these men used her body for their pleasures but also seemed more interested in hers. They coaxed her with their voices, pampered her with their sweet caresses, and stroked her into an ecstasy that she’d always view as memorable.

  Muscles flexed. Bodies tensed. Their joint effort and dual impalement brought with it a more intense pleasure. Kellan and Reason brought her to orgasm. They drove their cocks inside her with ramming delivery, slamming against her in a beautiful tempo as she cupped her breasts and watched the lust come alive in their eyes.

  Reason applied pressure to the clamps and she screamed out in agonizing pleasure and pain, the two now so mixed she couldn’t differentiate between them. Soon Jade slipped into an abyss of insatiable pleasures, grinding out a more erotic beat as she worked with the two bodies slamming inside her. She was only vaguely aware of the pain and the burning, the stretching and the yearning. In that hour, in that very moment, she realized there were fine lines—blurred lines—in every relationship.

  She would never love without knowing the elemental foundations of lust. And she would never desire another without recognizing the fundamental layers supporting an everlasting love.

  Jade needed to submit but she wanted to respect those who required her submission. She needed to serve but longed to trust those who wanted her subservience. More than anything else, she needed love, but wanted to be dominated by those who would willingly welcome her total submission.

  Kellan and Reason were willing to give her the best of all worlds. She would give them the same.

  * * * *

  Hours later, a solid knock landed on the door. Kellan stretched his arm above his head and peered down at the sleeping beauty. Slipping a kiss on her cheek, he rolled to the side of the bed and quickly stumbled around trying to find his clothes in the dark.

  Another knock followed and then another.

  “Just a minute!” So much for trying to slip away unnoticed. Whoever was on the other side of the door wanted to make sure everyone was awake.

  “It’s Tristan and Sterling. Open up.”

  Flipping the overhead light on, Kellan located his jeans. Plucking them from the floor, he tossed the comforter over Jade and Reason in passing. “Just a second, guys.” He shoved one leg in his jeans and then another.

  A second later, he greeted the two men who didn’t have the good sense to let him meet them in the hall. “Get up, Reason.” Sterling walked over to the bed and peered down at them. “Now.”

  “What’s going on?” Kellan dragged his
hand down his face.

  Tristan looked worried, more concerned than normal, and lately Tristan had been uptight ninety percent of the time.

  “Something happen?”

  “Yeah. Alberto Baldini tried to make another trade for his daughter. We’re not sure what he offered but it pissed off the Sarsarone organization. Baron is on his way to New York now but Patience called her fathers and told them he wasn’t optimistic. McKays are meeting with the Cartwells now and trying to decide what to do.”

  “We’re leaving with Nory,” Sterling said, putting that out there at the wrong damn time.

  “You’re what?” Reason sat straight up, pulling a sheet over his lap.

  “I came to tell you myself.” Sterling looked harder, colder. In that particular moment, he was an operative through and through.

  Most of the men working with Madden Nichols didn’t know the man behind their checks but Kellan had always suspected what he now believed was indeed true. Tristan was the voice for Patrick McKay. Concerned for his only daughter’s safety, Patrick had hired a team of operatives to pose as bartenders in his daughter’s club. Now, Tristan was going against the man who’d hired him and Kellan realized that would come at a price.

  Patrick McKay was the devil when things didn’t go his way.

  “I can’t imagine Kane letting you leave with Nory,” Reason said.

  “He doesn’t know.” Tristan frowned. “And that’s why you have to go now.”

  Jade sat up, pulling the comforter with her. “Nory can’t go on the run.”

  “She is going on the run,” Sterling said. “We’ll meet you at the rest stop at the top of the mountain, Tennessee-North Carolina line. The women can say their goodbyes there.”

  “You can’t do this.” Jade shook her head. “Kane and Peyton are the only family she can trust.”

  “She trusts me and she trusts my brother.”

  “Why not wait and hear Kane out?” Reason suggested.

  “Because if we wait, he may get her killed,” Tristan said. “Kane is smart, but he’s not thinking clearly. He’s older now and he cannot protect her.”

  “Plus, Kane still wants to believe in Alberto,” Sterling pointed out.

  Kellan took a deep breath. He knew Sterling was speaking the truth there. For some reason, Kane often bought whatever Alberto was selling. He often made subtle comments about Nory’s father and how he’d do anything for her.

  “You aren’t telling us everything,” Kellan said.

  “You’re right. I’m not.” Sterling turned to leave. “Meet us at the mountaintop rest area in two hours. If you’re not there by nine o’clock, we won’t wait.”

  As soon as he left, Kellan turned on Tristan. “Do you realize what you’re doing?”

  “Yeah,” Tristan replied. “And I’ve talked to Madden and Trixie’s husband Brock about this. They’ll back me up. This time, the young guys are in charge. Kane and Joshua will have to accept that.”

  “Then you’d better pray you’re entrusting Nory’s life with the right guys, man.”

  “I am,” Tristan said. “Madden is going with the Taylors. Nory has one chance and this is it.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  “Nory!” Jade leapt from the front seat of the car and sprinted to her friend. Clinging to one another, Jade couldn’t help but say a quick prayer, hoping the guys at Nory’s side would watch over her and protect her.

  “I’m sorry you got wrapped up in all this,” Nory said, taking her by the hand and leading her away from the fellows.

  Behind them, Madden and the Taylor brothers met with Kellan and Reason, dividing up cash and talking over their plans. Jade tried not to think about the trouble they’d left behind them.

  “Dad traded me.”

  “What?” Jade stopped in her tracks. “No. He wouldn’t.”

  “Nice try at a little conviction in your voice,” Nory said, looking down at the ground.

  “Honey, he didn’t do that.” Jade wouldn’t believe it. She didn’t want her friend to believe it. “Think about this, Nory. You once told me he tried to trade your sister Gemma for your freedom. He wouldn’t give you up like that when he tried so hard to protect you.”

  “He’s in love.” Nory’s little cheeks swelled as she tried to feign a smile. “You know how that goes. We protect those who give us something to live for.”

  “Nory—”

  “Jade, I saw the proof,” Nory interrupted her.

  They sat down on a bench right outside the vending area. They were under a street light and the place was deserted, yet all the men gravitated their way as if they felt the need to hover.

  Nory grinned. “Your fellows aren’t going to let you wander too far.”

  “I see you have the same problem.”

  Nory peered around Jade. “It’s weird. I know there’s something between me and the Taylors, but there may be something between me and Madden. I can’t put my finger on it.”

  “Madden is a little old for you. Don’t you think?”

  She shrugged. “I don’t know. True love works in mysterious ways, ya know?”

  “So does true lust.” She elbowed Nory. “And he’s a hottie.”

  “Says you.” She acted all girly, giggling and blushing. Then her laughter stopped abruptly. “If I never see you again, I want you to know you deserve this happiness.”

  “What do you mean, if we never see one another again? Of course we will.” Jade wouldn’t part on the assumption that goodbye was forever. She hadn’t left Dutch Country with that feeling and she wouldn’t leave Nory behind with a permanent farewell.

  “Jade, if this doesn’t work, I’ll die.”

  “Then it will work,” she assured her, squeezing her hand and noticing Madden and how he lingered a little closer than the others.

  “I’m sure we’ll talk again. I overheard Reason and Kellan discussing something about disposable phones. We’ll keep in touch.”

  Nory nodded once and stood. “I wanted to apologize all the same. I’m sorry my father’s enemies involved you. I’m sorry they tried to blow up your home and I’m sorry—”

  “If you’re sorry for all that, then you’re sorry I’ve found the loves of my life. I can’t accept your apology, Nory.” She hurriedly embraced her, realizing their time was drawing to an end when the men began walking their way. “If I accepted the apology then it would be like saying I regret the men I’ve met through you and I’ll never do that.

  “You introduced me to the greatest men I’ve ever known so yes, Nory, we’ll run for a while. But someday, we’ll meet again. And until then, you keep yourself safe for me and those big lugs over there.”

  It was tearful goodbye. Kellan and Reason had a very difficult time saying farewell to Nory, too. If Reason made one threat, he made a dozen. Madden and the Taylors would be marked for dead if anything happened to her.

  “Nory cares for them,” Jade said as they pulled out of the parking lot.

  Kellan leaned forward. “Did she tell you that?”

  “She doesn’t know what she feels for Madden but she senses a connection.”

  Reason glanced in his rearview mirror. “What do you think?”

  “No secrets now,” she said. “Besides, I won’t be talking to Nory anytime soon.”

  “He’s in love with her. He would never admit it.”

  “He’s a little old for her,” Jade said, thinking there were probably ten or twelve years’ difference in their ages.

  “Which is why he won’t pursue her now.” Reason watched Kellan as if he thought Kellan might add something different.

  “Will they be able to run from Nory’s father?”

  “Yes,” Kellan replied, never missing a beat.

  “How do you know no one followed us?”

  “So far, no one has,” Kellan said, glancing behind them. “But we’ll keep driving until we’re sure.”

  “There was a bomb in that dress box. Wasn’t there?”

  Reason changed his grip on t
he steering wheel. Kellan leaned back in his seat once more.

  “So that’s the way it’s going to be? You expect me to trust you but then you act as if you can’t be trusted.”

  “There was a bomb,” Reason said, glancing at her. “But there won’t be a bomb in the future.”

  “How do you know?” Jade pressed.

  “Because none of us will come back to North Carolina until Sarsarone and all his men are dead.” Reason held her hand. “You let us worry about keeping you safe.”

  “Will I ever be safe? Will Nory?”

  Kellan squeezed her shoulder. “You’ll both be protected. More importantly, you will be loved.”

  “And that’s a promise,” Reason added.

  It was a promise Jade accepted, one she would forever cherish. With it came a commitment, one Reason and Kellan would undoubtedly formalize soon. And in turn, Jade would spend her lifetime proving herself to them, through tests and trials and training and punishment. Through it all, she would reap the best of rewards, too—a wonderful love and commitment destined to stand forever.

  THE END

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