by Loki Renard
“Seems every time I see you, you have been in a scuffle of some kind.” Charles winked at Sierra.
She smiled into her glass. If Kade had said the same thing she would have gotten upset, but Charles didn’t say it with any accusatory or judgmental tone. Instead he sounded almost fond, strange given they barely knew one another.
“Sierra is a handful,” Kade agreed.
“But a beautiful one,” Charles replied. “Such gorgeous hues.”
Sierra blushed at the unexpected compliment. She was a little surprised that Charles was being so bold in front of Kade, but Kade did not show any obvious signs of jealousy. Instead, he agreed.
“She is a prize,” he said, his blue-green gaze locked on her with an intensity she did not entirely fathom. Something was definitely going on, but she didn’t know what.
“Are you enjoying your life here?”
Charles’ question was more awkward than he knew. Truth be told, she was enjoying her life for the first time in a very long time. The months following her capture had been so dark she had wished on many occasions to be relieved of the burden of existence. Such thoughts had not passed through her mind even once since being in Kade’s possession.
“Kade has shown me that there is a life to have,” she said, deciding to speak honestly. “I don’t always care for being a pet though.”
“No? Why not?”
Why not. Another deceptively simple question. Sierra sipped her wine and tried to think of an answer he might understand.
“I am always in trouble,” she finally said. “Always.”
“Always, hmm?”
Kade chuckled. “It’s true, she does have a talent for finding herself on the wrong side of the rules.”
“Am I on display or something?” Sierra blurted the question. Kade kept talking to Charles about her as if she weren’t actually there. “Who is she when I am in the room?”
“Feisty,” Charles noted.
“Very,” Kade agreed.
Sierra scowled at both of them. “What is going on?”
“Nothing at the moment,” Kade said. “Just relax and enjoy the conversation. A good pet can engage her master in stimulating discussion if he so desires.”
“A good pet is something between a cat and a concubine then,” Sierra replied, making Kade and Charles both smile. “I don’t care about being a good pet,” she added, becoming bold.
“No? What do you care about?”
Yet again, Charles’ gentle line of questioning made Sierra think.
“I care about having a good life,” she said. “I was a prisoner too long to care what citizens want or what they think.”
“Even if the citizen in question is taking care of you, providing for your needs? Feeding you? Clothing you?”
“I can do those things for myself.”
“What about loving you?” Kade asked the question. “What if the citizen in question loves you and wants the best for you?”
“Loves me?” Sierra shook her head. “I have never been loved.”
For a split-second, Kade looked hurt, almost as though she had struck him. The moment passed so quickly she wasn’t sure she had seen it.
“I’m not sure that’s true,” Charles replied, his eyes sliding toward Kade for a brief moment, then back at her. “But if it were?”
“Then the world would be a different place,” Sierra replied. “And I would be different in it.”
“Intelligence and beauty,” Charles said, looking back at Kade. Some unspoken discussion was taking place between them. Sierra did not like it one bit.
“What are you scheming?”
“There is no scheme here,” Charles hastened to assure her. “I confess, when I met you in my offices the other day, I was left with the desire to know more about you. Kade was kind enough to invite me over so we might get to know one another.”
“And he was kind enough not to tell me you were coming,” Sierra said with a frown at Kade. She still did not understand. It was flattering and very gratifying that Charles wanted to get to know her, but this was no simple social call. The tingling of her senses told her that much.
Common sense began to take hold. Kade trained pets and sold them to other citizens. Seraphine had been sold to Roman for a large sum of gold. Was this a sales meeting? Some sort of unofficial auction?
“I don’t want to be sold,” she said, speaking her mind.
“That’s good,” Kade said. “Because you, my pet, are not for sale.”
Thoroughly confused, Sierra took a long drink of wine. It did not solve her confusion, but it did make her less concerned by it.
“If you’re not here to buy me, then what are you here for?” The wine had made her bold. It had also made her arousal spike. Something about Dr. Charles elicited an animal response in her—not the same as Kade, but equally as powerful. When she looked into his eyes, she felt something meaningful inside herself.
“I was also hoping to perform a more thorough exam this evening,” Charles said. “It’s been a long time since you received proper medical care, Sierra.”
“What does a more thorough exam mean?”
“This may embarrass you, but it means I need to examine your genitals,” Charles said. The words were clinical, but the look in his eye was not. “You’ve likely never been examined there, I imagine.”
“Kade has examined me,” Sierra said. “But I don’t think he’s a doctor.”
“No,” Charles chuckled warmly.
“Come and lie down on the couch,” Kade said, patting his lap. “Put your head here.”
Sierra bit her lower lip for a moment, then did as she was told. She was far too curious not to. The notion of Dr. Charles looking between her thighs, touching her intimately was far too appealing to pass up.
Kade stroked her hair gently as Dr. Charles’ warm, strong hands pushed her feet up toward her bottom and then spread her thighs. Her right leg was pressed against the back of the couch, her left against the cushion, her pussy and bottom spread wide for him. It was an extremely vulnerable position, one that left her without any modesty at all. Somehow that didn’t matter with Dr. Charles kneeling between her spread legs.
“Look at me,” Kade murmured.
She met his gaze, her face flushing bright red with excitement and a little embarrassment as Dr. Charles’s fingertips grazed over her inner thigh. She flinched at his touch, and in response he made a soothing sound.
“This isn’t going to hurt,” he reassured her. “Try to relax.”
Sierra was not worried about pain. She was worried about the way she was already responding to his touch. She was lying in the lap of the man she had mated with whilst another stroked her lower lips in a way that did not seem overly medically relevant. He took one outer lip and ran his thumb and forefinger gently along the length of it, then repeated the treatment on the other.
“An excellent response,” he murmured. “You’re very wet, Sierra.”
As he said the words, he let two fingers slide into her pussy. This was surely not purely a medical exam. This was a personal exploration, and Sierra was more than willing to succumb to it as Dr. Charles gently slid his fingers in and out of her hot wet channel. His thumb brushed against her clit, making her hips buck. He nodded and removed his fingers, leaving her needful and still soaked.
“Very good,” he said, the expression in his dark eyes approving and lustful. Sierra looked from Dr. Charles to Kade and saw the same expression on both their faces. Her pussy quivered as she sensed their intentions.
“Turn over,” Dr. Charles said. “I want to examine your bottom too.”
“My bottom! Why?”
“We need to know that every part of you is in good health. Be a good girl and turn over.”
Sierra did as she was told, her upper body over Kade’s lap, her bottom lifted as she knelt and displayed herself for the good doctor. She felt a brief touch, a dollop of something cool and smooth against the tight bud and then there was a gentle circular t
ouch.
“Relax, Sierra,” Dr. Charles murmured.
Dr. Charles’ lubricated finger slid deeper into her bottom, stretching her slowly. Grasping at Kade’s thighs, Sierra let out a little gasp. She was being probed as she never had been before, the last bastion of her body giving way to the doctor’s gentle but masterful touch. For long minutes, Dr. Charles played with her bottom, her hips squirming and her pussy silently pleading for attention but receiving none as he slid a second finger into the tight cavity of her rear, making her relax for his intrusion.
Her pussy was weeping arousal, her hips grinding with need, her face flushed, and her nipples hard. Dr. Charles might have only been examining her, but she was experiencing it as much more than that. Her body was aflame with need for him, forcing her to whimper for something she couldn’t believe she wanted.
“What do you want?” Kade asked, stroking her hair as she pressed up so she was on hands and knees. “Do you want Dr. Charles to fuck you?”
The question sent a lightning bolt shooting through Sierra. That was precisely what she wanted. She wanted to be filled and fucked and taken. She wanted the swirling erotic sensations rushing loose through her body to be put to good use.
“Yes,” she moaned.
That was all that was needed. The sound of zippers being lowered followed quickly, the fingers departed her bottom, and before she could complain they were replaced with the head of Charles’ cock. He was thick and hot and hard. She looked over her shoulder with a little whimper, afraid of what it might feel like to have him there.
Dr. Charles gave her a searing look and pulled away long enough to lower his lips to her bottom and kiss her spanked cheek. Then he straightened his body, pushed the hard head of his cock back to her bottom hole and pressed inside. His fingers had done an excellent job of relaxing her, for his thickness slid in almost easily. It was only when he began sinking deeper that Sierra whimpered with discomfort. It wasn’t painful, but it was tight and she was keenly aware that a part of her body never directly intended to be taken by a man was being used by the doctor.
“Here,” Kade murmured, freeing his cock. “Suck me.”
Sierra did as she was told, taking Kade into her mouth as Dr. Charles sank ever deeper into her bottom. There was comfort in being able to work her lips and tongue around Kade while her bottom adjusted to the intrusion.
“Good, Sierra, good little pet,” Kade whispered, stroking her hair gently as she suckled on his cock.
Charles reached as far as he could go, then began to slide out. The strokes were tantalizingly slow, but Sierra was in no doubt that she was having her bottom fucked by the handsome doctor. Her still empty pussy clenched and pulsed between her thighs, but that was not tended to. The men were taking their pleasure in her mouth and ass and her pussy had to wait.
The thrusting in her bottom began to intensify. Sierra moaned around Kade’s cock as Charles rode her toward his climax, spurred by the tightness of her ass. She loved the way his ragged breath sounded as he tried to hold off, but there was no holding off with her tight anal ring clenched around his manhood. She felt his cock pulse and pulse again as she was filled with the doctor’s cum deep in her bottom.
“Such a good girl,” Charles praised breathlessly, patting her bottom with affection as his sated cock slid free.
As Charles moved away, Kade lifted her up and guided her down onto her back on the couch. He thrust his cock straight into her soaking pussy, fucking her with an intensity that made her breasts bounce and her spanked bottom rub against the leather. Her master was reasserting his claim, branding her with rough thrusts that finally satisfied her hungry pussy.
She felt as though she were being consumed by two beasts, taken by two masters, domesticated, tamed, and subdued in the most erotic of ways. Sierra’s consciousness spiraled as her climax and Kade’s built to a frenzy of thrusting, which culminated in loud cries from the pair of them and a release that was more than physical.
Picked up in gentle arms, Sierra was close to sleep as Kade carried her to his bedroom, tenderly cleaned her bottom and pussy with a warm cloth and settled her into his bed between himself and Charles. That night she slept better than she ever had before, safe and sound between two large male bodies.
*
When morning came, it brought with it a strange confusion. The events of the night before seemed far away, even as Sierra curled up in the sheets with Kade and watched Charles dress himself. They had both mated with her, both taken her. What did it all mean?
“Be good,” Charles said, stroking her hair and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I will be back this evening once I am done with work. Be good,” he reminded her once again.
Sierra watched him leave, then turned to Kade. “So that’s it? He fucks me and leaves?”
“He didn’t fuck you and leave,” Kade replied. “He stayed the whole night with you. He’s only going because he has patients to see. He’ll be back later on today.”
Sierra scowled, displeased. She wasn’t sure what the previous evening’s events had meant. She wasn’t sure if Charles liked her or just liked what he could do with her willing body. Kade picked up on her mood and slid his arm over her waist, pulling her close.
“What’s wrong, Sierra? Tell me.”
“Are you going to send me away with him? Is this how you give me to a new owner?”
Kade looked down at her. “No.”
“But Charles…” Sierra’s confusion grew. “Who do I belong to?”
“Me,” Kade reassured her.
“But Charles…”
“You belong to him too. I think a part of you has belonged to him since you first laid eyes on one another,” Kade said, tenderly running his fingers down her cheek. “That is how it is when a pet finds her master; there is an instant spark of connection.”
“But… you and I.” Sierra could barely manage a full sentence in her confusion.
“Yes,” Kade agreed. “You and I.” He lowered his head and pressed a passionate kiss to her lips, which drove all thought of other men out of her head. “You and I,” he repeated.
“Charles does not have the room or the time to take care of a pet of his own,” Kade explained when he broke the kiss. “And I do not wish to relinquish you. My wild side would not allow me to. We have formed a bond of matehood that will never be broken. So,” he said, letting his lips drift lightly over her breast while he held her firmly in place. “I wanted to see if you would be amenable to being shared. So far, so good, wouldn’t you say?”
Sierra was inclined to agree. “But… will I always live with you? Will there be other pets?”
Kade nodded. “Yes to both, but as I have explained in the past, I do not usually mate with pets. I do not usually engage in anything more intimate than a spanking with them.”
“So I was special?” She couldn’t hide the doubt in her voice.
His gaze softened along with his tone. “You’ve always been special, Sierra. You just don’t see it. You’re going to stay here, with me, in my bed. Be my pet and my mate. And when new pets come, you’re going to help me train them.”
“I am?”
“You are,” he nodded, kissing her nose. “And you’re going to set a good example.”
“Me? Good example?” Sierra giggled. “That doesn’t sound like me.”
“But it will,” Kade said. “I have very high hopes for you, Sierra, and for us.”
She cuddled up to him, nuzzling his neck and kissing his shoulder. “But…” The doubt was still there. “You want to share me too? You really want that?”
“I’ve long thought that every wild girl has a male citizen counterpart,” Kade said. “Charles is yours. From the moment you two met, there has been a connection. Even I have felt it.” He stroked her hair gently. “Charles won’t be able to be here every day. He has a very busy practice and he is married to his work, but he will come as often as he can. I won’t force you to accept him, Sierra. If you do not want him, you can refuse him
. Do you want to refuse him?”
Sierra cast her mind to the handsome doctor with the surprisingly adventurous carnal side and shook her head. “I will not refuse him,” she said with a naughty little smile.
Chapter Nine
Roman and Seraphine’s departure came the next day. Kade evidently considered that Roman had managed to gain the necessary control of his pet. From what Sierra could tell, Seraphine was much subdued and also much more content than she had been. She was keeping very close to Roman, avoiding eye contact with Sierra, perhaps on orders.
Sierra barely paid attention to either of them because she was too busy with Charles. He remained in bed and she returned to it with him after eating enough to quell her hunger pangs. Cuddling up with the still sleeping Charles, Sierra dozed in the early morning light.
Kade interrupted their snuggling a few minutes later with an announcement. “I am going to accompany Seraphine and Roman on one last hunt before they return home,” he said. “I’m going to leave you with Charles, Sierra. Behave yourself.”
Sierra bit her lower lip and tried not to grin too broadly. “Of course,” she said, trying to sound sincere.
“He will not hesitate to discipline you if you need it, I warn you.”
Sierra did not believe him. Charles was not the disciplinary kind. He was seductive and genteel, but she could not imagine being punished by him. It wasn’t in his nature as far as she could tell. Looking over at his handsome, sleeping face, Sierra was certain she was about to have a good day.
*
A few hours later, Sierra felt an impish impulse to test the boundaries. She cuddled up beside Charles, who was sitting in bed reading, and let her teeth graze against his neck. At first he smiled, but as she bit down a little harder, he winced.
