Two for Alex: M/m/f BDSM Ménage - 2 Volume Set

by Claire Thompson

  She was exactly where she needed to be.

  Chapter 12

  Alex curled on her side, trying to get comfortable. Her hands had again been cuffed behind her back, which she thought was very unfair. Didn’t they trust her yet? She had to grin to herself as this question slid petulantly through her mind. She supposed she really hadn’t given them much reason to trust her to keep her hands where they belonged. Only that afternoon she’d tried to make herself come on the bicycle seat and then practically raped Daniel to get what she needed.

  She shifted on the soft sheets, trying to touch her tender ass with her fingers. After the amazing whipping outside in the garden, they’d removed the ropes and Liam had scooped her up in his arms. He brought her to their bedroom, laying her gently on the bed facedown.

  Though the all-encompassing grip of the amazing trance state she’d somehow been able to achieve was loosening, its sensuous embrace still lingered. She lay limp as someone massaged a soothing lotion into her welted flesh. She felt as if she’d run a marathon and won. Her body ached with a kind of healthy exhaustion. She wanted to sleep. But first she wanted Liam and Daniel to make love to her. She had been sure tonight was the night at last. What had happened that afternoon with Daniel didn’t count. She’d thrown herself at him and it had only lasted a few minutes. Tonight the three of them would make love until the sun came up. Her cunt was wet and aching to be filled.

  Instead, Liam pronounced, “I think you’ve had enough for one night. It’s not every day a sub learns how to fly. You sleep and we’ll figure things out in the morning.” Figure things out? Alex wasn’t sure she liked the sound of this. She knew she didn’t like Liam deciding for her if she’d had enough or not. It took every ounce of willpower to stay quiet. Didn’t he understand how a woman’s body worked? All she needed was a few minutes to recover and she’d be ready to take them on—one at a time or both together. Just a few more minutes…just a few…

  She’d woken in the arms of Daniel, who was carrying her from their room to hers. “Wait,” she said, struggling in his strong arms. “Don’t send me away. I want to stay with you. Please!”

  Daniel shook his head. “Liam’s right. You’re exhausted. I’m putting you to bed.” He crossed the threshold of her room and set her on her feet. “Do your washing up. I’ll be back in a few minutes to cuff your wrists.”

  Now here she lay, bound and frustrated as usual. And what were the two of them up to, she wondered with chagrin.

  ~*~

  “Who do you belong to?”

  “You, Sir.”

  Liam smiled, feeling power surge through his blood. He was straddling Daniel’s powerful chest, his erect cock bobbing near Daniel’s mouth. “You won’t forget that, will you? If we keep this slave girl as a pet, you’ll still be mine.”

  “Forever, Sir.” Daniel closed his eyes and parted his lips, a clear invitation. Liam shifted so the head of his cock slipped between Daniel’s lips. Daniel sighed happily, his tongue tickling the underside of Liam’s cock.

  As Liam allowed Daniel to worship his cock, he grasped Daniel’s wrists, pinning them to the bed above his head. Knowing that Daniel was actually stronger than he was but permitted himself to be pinned and used in this way was especially satisfying. He knew Daniel loved nothing better than to submit to whatever devious tortures Liam could come up with. He’d never, in all the time they’d been together, said no to Liam, unlike the sweet little slut asleep in the other room, who seemed to resist them at every turn. He would think about her later—right now whatever Daniel was doing with his tongue and throat muscles was driving Liam nearly mad with pleasure.

  He let go of Daniel’s wrists so he could reach back and grasp his cock. Only that afternoon Daniel had stolen an orgasm, fucking Alex in a frenzy of uncontrolled lust. Was Daniel falling in love with the girl? As he stroked Daniel’s cock, he thought about it. He loved Daniel with all his heart, yet despite how undisciplined she was, he felt a rising affection for Alex. Daniel had spent a great deal more time with her over the past few days. Had Liam only walked in on two errant slaves stealing sex as Daniel had assured him or was there something more serious at play?

  He pulled his cock from Daniel’s mouth. Daniel opened his eyes with surprise. He craned his head forward like a hungry baby bird eager for its worm. “Daniel. Are you in love with her?”

  Daniel looked blank a moment. “With Alex?”

  “Who else?”

  Daniel furrowed his brow. “No. I like her. I like her a lot. But love? No.”

  Liam cocked his head, weighing Daniel’s answer. He knew this wasn’t the time to discuss this. His cock, pulsing with need, reminded him of this. “I’m going to fuck you, Daniel. Get your ass ready. I want you flat on your back.”

  Daniel scrambled to obey, grabbing the tube of lubricant they kept beside the bed and smearing some over his nether hole. Liam knelt between his legs, lifting Daniel’s sexy calves up over his own shoulders. “Hold yourself open for me.” It always gave him a jolt of dominant excitement when he made Daniel spread his ass cheeks, the ultimate subservient gesture so Liam could penetrate him more easily.

  He pressed the head against the puckered entrance and eased inside. Daniel closed his eyes briefly, wincing very slightly as he adjusted to Liam’s girth. It felt so good, so hot and tight. He began to move in and out, his cock sheathed in delicious sensation. Despite himself, he wondered how Alex’s soft cunt would compare. It had been a while since he’d lain with a woman.

  Daniel, he couldn’t help recalling, had fucked her only that afternoon. He tried to resist the feelings of jealousy as the image of the two of them naked and entangled on the floor rose like a specter in his mind. He thrust deep into Daniel’s ass, aware he was going too fast, not caring. He leaned down, supporting himself by gripping Daniel’s shoulders as he fucked him. Finally his brain clicked off as he gave in at last to the hot, slick clamp of Daniel’s ass.

  His orgasm mounted quickly as images of Daniel whipping the naked Alex, tethered between the trees, slipped into his brain. Daniel grunted as Liam slammed hard into him, releasing hot semen deep inside his lover. He collapsed against him, his heart thudding. Daniel lay beneath him, his cock a steel rod against Liam’s belly. He hadn’t decided yet if he would let him come. After all, he’d only just come that afternoon.

  Liam hadn’t been lying when he’d told Daniel he was a very sexy Dom. Daniel had a natural talent, not only his skill with a whip, but his ability to get inside the head of a sub. Though that might seem obvious on its face, Liam knew most subs could not “switch” as Daniel did. They might Dom someone out of obedience to their Master, but he’d seen the gleam of power in Daniel’s eyes as he handled Alex. Daniel was a natural Dom.

  “But not to me,” he growled, grabbing Daniel’s balls in his hand. “I own you, Daniel. You’re mine.”

  “Yes,” Daniel breathed, closing his eyes as his cock bobbed desperately. “Yes, Sir. I am yours.”

  ~*~

  Sunlight glinted through the window, lighting the room. Alex shifted on the bed to see the clock. Eight-fifteen. She hadn’t set her clock the night before and Daniel hadn’t come to wake her for inspection.

  With a sigh of relief she suddenly remembered Liam was going in late that morning. She supposed they must be sleeping in. What if she got up and made them breakfast? Daniel could probably use the break. The only small problem was her wrists, still cuffed behind her back. She pulled at the stiff leather. The cuffs were definitely too snug to pull out of, but if she could get hold of the clips, she might be able to get them open.

  It briefly occurred to her they might not be pleased if she removed her cuffs without permission. She shook away the thought however, excited about serving breakfast to her two men. It took several minutes but she finally managed to grasp the clip of one of the cuffs and release the spring. She hurried to her door, opening it to listen for any movement outside. All was silent.

  Just to be sure, she tiptoed down the hall t
o their room. The door was ajar. Peeking in, she saw they were still asleep, Daniel’s head on Liam’s chest, Liam’s arm loosely over Daniel’s back. A sharp stab of longing pierced her. As she hurried back down to her room, she shook her head. What was the matter with her? She was too young for love. She didn’t need to be saddled with commitment. As she showered and groomed, the image of the two men nestled together returned to her. It was easy to imagine herself in between them, blissfully asleep in their strong arms.

  Soon the week would end. She would go back to her quiet life, writing her novels on her laptop in her tiny apartment, going on boring dates with men well-meaning friends set her up with, getting her hopes up when some potential Dom answered one of her ads, only to be woefully disappointed time after time.

  She put on her sexiest top. It was black with a built-in panel that lifted and offered her breasts provocatively without the need of a bra. She was tempted to wear her tight black leather miniskirt and high heels but didn’t quite dare, instead deciding on a simple white cotton skirt.

  She hurried out of her room, skipping lightly down the stairs in her bare feet. Opening the huge stainless-steel refrigerator, she found the ingredients to make an omelet. She sliced some ham and put on the coffee, humming softly to herself. “I could get used to this housewife stuff,” she said aloud, grinning, “as long as it’s in a kitchen like this and there are two gorgeous men upstairs.”

  ~*~

  Daniel looked at the clock. Eight forty-five. He stretched next to his sleeping lover and thought of Alex still cuffed in her room. Slipping out of the bed, he pulled on shorts and padded down the hall. When he stuck his head into Alex’s empty room, he was confused. Was she in the bathroom? It would be hard for a woman to pee with her hands cuffed behind her back, he thought with a grin.

  She wasn’t in the bathroom, though from the steam fogging the mirror and the damp towel he noticed hanging on a hook, she had been recently. He returned to the bedroom and spied the cuffs, open on the bed. He frowned. How dare she release herself? Of course he had known it was possible to remove the cuffs, but a proper submissive would never dare to do such a thing. He shook his head. She wasn’t going to work out, not in the long term. True, she was sexy and fun and last night had been amazing, taking her to the edge of what she could tolerate and then watching her break free, soaring away to that rarified place only a gifted Dom could lead a sub to.

  He had done that. He had taught Alex to fly. He knew now that she’d tasted it, she would crave it as he did, though he didn’t know if he could take her there again. Liam and he were so connected Liam could take him to that intense, heady place almost at will. Alex was new, too untested for him to know her true potential.

  He hurried down the stairs, the smell of brewing coffee luring him to the kitchen. Alex turned to him with a bright smile. His eye was drawn to her cleavage, accentuated by the tight top she was wearing. “I’m making breakfast.” She looked terribly proud as she held up a coffee mug triumphantly. He couldn’t help but smile back. He accepted the mug and poured himself some coffee.

  “There’s cream and sugar on the table,” Alex announced. “I can make you an omelet—I’ve got the ingredients all ready. Would you like toast? I can put on some bacon.”

  “Just coffee right now, thanks,” Daniel said. “I like to wait and eat with Liam. I haven’t showered yet. I came to release your cuffs and found you’d done it yourself.”

  Alex colored. “I know I wasn’t supposed to do that. But when I saw how late it was and the two of you were still sleeping—I thought I’d surprise you with breakfast. I mean, it’s not as if I’m your real sub.”

  Daniel nodded slowly. She was right. It wasn’t as if she belonged to them. By her remark, it was pretty clear she wasn’t in it for the long term. Daniel would never have removed a restraint Liam had placed upon him without express permission, but Daniel was Liam’s real sub. They could train Alex as intensively as they liked, but when the week was up, she would return to her life, a life that had nothing to do with either of them. He’d enjoyed the week of playing at Master, but was it really any more than that? If she stayed longer, might Liam grow too fond of her? Could he really bear to share the love of his life with someone else—with a woman?

  Alex was watching him, a frown on her face. When he didn’t respond, her expression closed off and she turned away. She had been expecting him to refute her assertion, to say, “No, no, don’t say that. Of course you’re our real sub.”

  What’s wrong with me? Daniel wondered, uncomfortable with the strange feelings he was experiencing. Was he still jealous of this girl? That was ridiculous, wasn’t it? She was no threat. She was just a diversion, a bit of fun.

  He sipped his coffee. She’d made it well, strong but not too much so, just the way he liked it. She looked unhappy, staring moodily out the kitchen window. He knew he was the one who had put that frown on her face. It wasn’t her fault there was no place in the long term for a female in their household. In an effort to cheer her up he said, “This coffee is excellent.”

  She brightened a little, offering him a small smile. She really was quite beautiful, he thought suddenly. The sunlight was hitting her hair so it looked almost white and the gold flecks in her green eyes seemed to dance when she smiled. She looked especially sexy in that top, no doubt her intention. “Are you wearing panties?” he said, eyeing the short white skirt.

  “No, Sir,” she said softly.

  “Show me,” he ordered, feeling his cock stir as his dominant personality came to the fore. Slowly, her face flushing a pretty pink, Alex lifted the hem of her short skirt until her shaven mons was revealed. His body recalled hers—the light, feminine scent of her neck, the hot, wet clench of her cunt, her breathy cries as she shuddered in orgasm against him…

  Daniel stood, discomfited by his rising lust. He needed to shower and groom quickly before Liam stirred, if he wasn’t up already. Then he would wake his Master with loving attention, starting with his toes and kissing up to his cock where he would linger for as long as permitted. He left Alex still standing with her dress raised to her waist, forgotten as he hurried upstairs.

  ~*~

  Alex sat glumly at the kitchen table. How humiliating to have him order her to show herself like that only to walk out, obviously distracted, even bored. It had been a stupid idea to make breakfast for them. Daniel probably thought she was trying to take over his precious kitchen or something.

  She stood and moved to the window, staring at the brightly colored flowers in full bloom. Absently she reached back to touch her ass. She could feel the welts, a testament to last night’s intensity. Despite her bad mood, she couldn’t deny the thrill at the memory.

  It was hard to reconcile the sexy, dominant Daniel of last night with the cool, almost distant man of this morning. It was almost as if he were done with her somehow. As if last night had been the grand finale in his mind—he’d made her fly. That’s what they’d called it, and she agreed it was the perfect description. Never in her life had Alex felt at once so sensual and alive and yet so utterly at peace, as she had swaying there between the trees, drawn to some higher plane by the loving stroke of the whip.

  “God, I hope they do that again before they send me away,” she whispered to the empty room. She was pretty sure they would send her away once the week was up. She wondered if they would consider the week at an end on Friday or on Sunday? Either way she only had a few days to make a difference, to redeem herself, to prove she could be a true submissive. Hadn’t last night been a big step? She’d never flown before, that much was certain. But maybe that had more to do with Daniel’s skill than her own willingness to submit. She honestly didn’t know.

  Alex glanced at the clock. It had been nearly a half-hour since Daniel had left the kitchen. She would need to make a fresh pot of coffee. Where were they? She decided to tiptoe upstairs and see what they were doing. Quietly she left the kitchen and mounted the stairs, moving silently on bare feet.

 
; Outside their door, which was slightly ajar, she could hear their low, masculine murmurs. She listened hard, aware she was eavesdropping but not caring. “Do you really want her to…” She lost the thread for a moment and then heard, “It’s been fun but I’m not sure I want…” The voice, which she recognized as Daniel’s, dipped and she couldn’t hear the rest of the sentence.

  Liam spoke. “We’ll give her until Friday night. We’ll make a decision then. I only want what makes you happy, Daniel. It’s not as if she’s…” Damn. His voice faded and she heard the sound of the shower running. She waited a moment longer but heard nothing else. They must have moved into the bathroom.

  She leaned against the wall, feeling miserable. It was pretty obvious from what she’d overheard they intended to let the week play out, being the gentlemen that they were, she thought bitterly, but would send her packing the moment it was polite to do so.

  She hugged herself, fighting the ridiculous tears that threatened to spring to her eyes. What was the matter with her? She hadn’t planned to make this a permanent thing either. She’d wanted the experience of being with real Doms. Well, she’d certainly had that. Liam and Daniel lived the lifestyle 24/7. They were serious about their D/s relationship. Could she really expect to become a part of their lives? Did she even want to?

  Of course she didn’t. She had her own life back in Danbury. She had a career, she had friends, she had her apartment. Alex sighed. Who was she kidding? She would give it all up in a heartbeat to share the amazing life these two men led. She’d never felt more alive, more vital, more self-aware.

  Yes, she would admit she’d been greedy and not very obedient all of the time, but she would do better. Look how far she’d come in only four days. She was poised on the discovery of her true submissive self. Yet, instead of being permitted to explore and grow with it, she was going to be sent away because Daniel wanted to keep Liam all to himself.