by Chloe Lang
Cooper turned onto the road that led to the Boys Ranch. Brock sat in the passenger’s seat. Between them were the Valentine’s gifts they’d gotten for Grace. “I still can’t get over the change in you.”
“Like I told you, Coop, it takes a lot to get through my thick head.”
He laughed. “At least you came to your senses.”
“With the help of Sam and Michael.”
“And don’t forget Dylan and Operation Cupid. That was Black’s idea, but I supported it fully.”
“So that’s what you called it.” Brock shook his head. “Dylan’s tough approach at the diner did get me off the fence, even though I still didn’t believe I was good enough for Grace. Honestly, I still don’t, but I will happily spend the rest of my life trying to be. The truth is, Coop, Grace was the one who got me to finally see we belonged together. It still surprises me that my scars don’t matter to her, but they don’t. In fact, she said, and I quote, ‘It only adds to your good looks, Brock.’ I guess I’ll have to trust her on that one, because I don’t understand it.”
Cooper sighed, feeling the weight of his guilt for what had happened resurface again. “You wouldn’t have those scars if I hadn’t fucked up.”
“Fucked up? What the hell are you talking about?” Brock looked totally confused.
“I know I’ve never said how sorry I am about what happened on that hill, but I am. All the shit you had to go through, not just the captivity but what followed in the hospital and the nightmares you had to endure. All of it is my fault.”
“You’re talking crazy, Coop. You’re not to blame for any of it. In fact, you’ve always been there for me through it all. You were the one who rescued me.”
Continuing to drive down the road, the images of that fateful day appeared in his mind. “But you wouldn’t have had to be rescued if I had jumped out of the vehicle before the rebels showed. I could have fended them off until help arrived. But I didn’t. Instead I stayed inside and my first shots sent the Humvee down the cliff, leaving you all alone. I made a mistake that cost you so much.”
“Why haven’t you ever told me how you felt about what happened?”
“Because you had so much on your plate, buddy. The surgeries. Nightmares. Everything. My guilt was mine to manage, not yours.”
“I’m glad you’re telling me now. But why have you waited so long?”
“Not sure. Maybe because of Grace taking you the final step out of the darkness.”
“Of course you’re telling me everything—because of Grace. She’s not even here and she’s helping both of us.” Brock smiled. “You’ve had your darkness, buddy. I had no idea. Listen to me, if you had gotten out of the Humvee, you would have been captured or killed. There were too many rebels, Coop. We didn’t have a chance. I would have died in captivity if you hadn’t led the team to find me. The past is the past. But it did help to make us both the men we are today.”
Hearing Brock’s words lifted the fog of shame he’d carried for so long. “I’m glad I finally told you, buddy. Now we have no secrets between us. Like you, I know I’m not worthy of her. But also like you, I will spend the rest of my life trying to be.”
Brock placed his hand on his shoulder. “We’re brothers.”
“Forever. Now let’s go see the woman of our dreams.”
* * * *
Grace opened her door. Cooper and Brock stood in front of her, each holding a gift-wrapped package and a bouquet of long-stem red roses. They were dressed in their Dom gear, looking sexy as hell.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” they said in unison, and then pulled her into their arms.
It was wonderful being surrounded by them. “Happy Valentine’s Day to you, too. Please come inside.”
Once the door closed, Cooper kissed her first. “God, I missed you. I couldn’t stop thinking about you the entire two days. It’s so good to be back.”
“I missed you, too.” She glanced over at Brock and then to him. “A lot has happened since you’ve been gone, but I guess you already know that.”
He smiled. “Brock told me how you worked your magic on him, if that’s what you mean.”
“Magic? I don’t know about that, but let’s just say I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my whole life.”
“Me, too.” Brock pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers.
When he ended the kiss, she looked down at the outfit she’d chosen for tonight—a strapless red dress in honor of Valentine’s Day. “You both are wearing your leathers for the club. I wasn’t sure what the surprise was going to be that you mentioned in your note so I chose this. I can change, though, if you’ll give me a few minutes.”
“Sweetheart, you look absolutely stunning, and we definitely want to see this dress again on you,” Cooper said. “But for tonight, we’ve chosen an outfit we want you to wear.” Smiling, he held out one of the packages. “This is from both of us.”
She opened it. Inside was the skimpiest lacy red top with matching thong she’d ever seen. Tiny hearts were in the fabric that would barely cover her nipples and pussy. Her eyes widened and her heart started racing. She’d worn sexy clothes to the club before but nothing ever this revealing. “This doesn’t leave much to the imagination, does it?”
“No, it doesn’t,” Brock said. “We want to show off your gorgeous body, baby.”
She held the outfit in front of her. “I hope I won’t disappoint you.”
“That’s not possible,” Cooper said. “You’ll be the envy of every sub in the place.”
She looked at the package in Brock’s hand. “Is there more to this outfit in that package?” She grinned. “Maybe a matching cover-up?”
Brock’s eyes narrowed. “You’re mine and Cooper’s, sub. We are not covering up this sexy body.”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered, sensing they were moving into their roles for the evening already—he and Cooper as her Doms and she as their submissive. “I have some gifts for you, too. Please sit down and I’ll go get them.” She came back and handed them the bottle and envelope. “I know you both enjoy Scotch and how much you like Gya Gaynor.”
“Eighteen-year-old Glenlivet and three tickets to Gya’s concert in Denver next month.” Cooper showed Brock the label of the Scotch and the tickets inside the envelope. “Our girl knows us well, doesn’t she?”
“She should,” he said with a devilish grin. “She’s been watching our every move for the past nine months.”
“You make me sound like a stalker.”
“If so, then so are Cooper and me.” He grinned. “We’ve been watching you, too, memorizing everything about you, baby. The way you play with your hair when you are deep in thought. How your nose wrinkles whenever you don’t like what you hear, like it is right now.”
She covered her nose with her hand. “I don’t do that.”
“Yes, you do,” Cooper said, slapping Brock on the back. “And the way her lower lip trembles when she’s nervous. God, she was worth waiting for, wasn’t she?”
“Yes, she was, but thank God the waiting is over.” Brock placed the unopened package on the coffee table, making her even more curious about what it contained. But instead of handing it over to her, he said, “Go try your outfit on, sweetheart.”
Cooper nodded. “We’re anxious to see you in it.”
“Yes, Sirs.” She took her gift to her bedroom. She slipped out of her dress and into the scanty and extremely sexy BDSM costume. Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at her reflection. “Well…okay…they’re in charge.”
She walked back into the living room.
Cooper and Brock jumped up off the couch and stepped next to her.
Cooper took her hand and twirled her around. “Damn, Grace. You look smoking hot.”
“You really think so?”
“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, sweetheart,” Brock said.
His and Cooper’s compliments thrilled her and put her at ease. Brock handed her the unopened package. “This will
go well with your outfit. It’s from both of us, baby.”
Inside was a silver collar with a lock in the shape of a heart, along with two keys. It was the most beautiful gift she’d ever received. Her heart skipped several beats and her breath caught in her chest. “You mean?”
They nodded.
Having been in the life since arriving in Destiny, she knew how important this moment was.
“Grace, we want you forever.” Cooper stroked her hair. “The three of us bound to each other exclusively.”
Brock touched her cheek. “No one will have you but us. We’ve already given Mr. Gold our resignations as club Doms. This collar and these keys are a symbol of our commitment to each other. I love you.”
“And I love you,” Cooper added. “What do you say?”
“Yes, Masters. Yes. Yes. Yes.”
They placed the collar on her, latching the lock. Each of them took a key.
“You’re ours now.” Cooper kissed her until her toes curled.
When the kiss ended, he turned her around to face Brock.
“Ours forever.” Brock pressed his lips to her, making her weak in the knees.
“I’m yours,” she whispered breathlessly. “Yours forever.”
More kisses and caresses followed, making her warm.
Grace was so happy and excited. Her dreams had come true. “This is the best Valentine’s ever. I love you both so very much.”
“We better take our sub to the club now, Coop, or we’re never getting out of here.”
“I agree,” Cooper said. “The night is young and there’s more surprises in store for our girl.”
Chapter Fifteen
As her Doms led her up the stairs to the stage, Grace could barely breathe from excitement. Cooper and Brock’s latest surprise gift, being on display on the main stage in front of the entire club, elated her. The moment the three of them had walked into Phase Four, she could see the pride her two Doms had for her in the way they talked and showed her off to everyone. “This is our, sub.” “See how hot she looks.” “Have you ever seen anyone so sexy?”
“What state are you in, sub?” Cooper whispered.
“Green, Sir,” she responded.
Since it was Valentine’s Night, Phase Four was packed. She’d never seen so many people inside the club before.
Cooper and Brock led her to the center of the stage and stripped off her outfit. She’d seen this same type of scene played out on this very stage a hundred times, but this was her first time to be part of the scene, to be naked and completely exposed.
She closed her eyes, trying to find her courage.
“Open your eyes, sub,” Brock ordered. “I want you to see the impression you are having on everyone.”
“Yes, Master.” She stared out into their audience. Every eye was locked on her. She was the center of their attention. The expressions of awe and appreciation she saw on their faces made her feel beautiful and turned up the heat inside her.
He and Cooper placed leather cuffs on her ankles and wrists. Hanging from the ceiling and secured to the floor were thick chains. Her Doms attached her cuffs to the chains using D-clamps, forcing her body into a spread-eagle position.
The whispers of approval came from the crowd.
She was vibrating from head to toe.
Brock held up a flogger with many straps in front of her. “This is for you, sub.” His was using his Dom tone, causing her skin to tingle. “With it, I’m going to help you let go and just feel.”
“Yes, Sir. Please, Sir.”
He stepped behind her. When the first thud landed on her back, she gasped. The second made her tingle. Thud. Thud. Thud. By the fifth one she was slipping into a blissful, hypnotic state.
Cooper showed her another flogger. “This is mine, sweetheart. I want you to feel its kiss.”
“Please. Kiss me with it, Sir.”
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The pressure began to build inside her. Her mind softened. Though still present, the crowd wasn’t the center of her focus any longer. The feelings Cooper and Brock were bringing out in her body were the only things able to hold her attention. Everything else was moving into the background of her mind.
“You’re doing great, sub.” Brock grabbed her ass. “What state are you in?”
“Green, Master.” She loved feeling his hand on her body. With him and Cooper she felt completely safe and adored. She trusted them utterly.
He reached around her and cupped her breasts. “Nice and taut, Coop. She’s ready for the clamps.”
Cooper stood in front of her, holding clamps that she realized were wired to a TENS unit. She swallowed hard and felt a shiver run up and down her spine. She’d experienced a little nipple torture before but never with electricity. This would be a first for her. But it was with Cooper and Brock, so her excitement rose.
When he attached the clamps to her nipples, the initial tightness stung slightly.
Cooper brushed his lips over hers. “Get ready for the first shock, sub.”
“Yes, Sir.” Still spread-eagle in the chains, she curled her hands into fists.
He switched on the power and let the juice fly. The shock from the tiny clamps went from her nipples and shot throughout her body. She felt her pussy begin to dampen.
“Very good, baby.” Cooper smiled. “Now we’re going to add this to it.” He held up another clamp that was attached to the TENS. “This is for your clit.” He reached down between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart. Then he attached the clamp to her. The thing’s grip on her clit dispensed the perfect pressure that caused her to moan.
“What state are you in?” Cooper asked her.
“Green, Master. So very green.”
“Excellent. You’re making me want you all the more. Get ready for a jolt.”
Again, she curled her fingers tight.
The spark that he sent through the tiny clamps into her clit and nipples put her in a state she’d never felt before. “Ohhh.” The shock only lasted a brief second but it had turned her on beyond belief. “So good.”
“You like that, don’t you?” Cooper kissed her again. “Another?”
“Yes, Sir. Please. Please.”
The next jolt was stronger than before, and it multiplied the sensation. “Oh God. More. Please, Master.”
Three more came, one after another. When the final flicker of electricity shot through her body, she climaxed, writhing in her chains.
Cooper reached down and spread her pussy’s lips. He addressed their audience. “Can you see our sub pulsating? Isn’t this the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?”
Applause followed and he kissed her pussy. She could hear him lapping up her cream.
Brock unfastened her cuffs and turned her around so that her back now faced their audience. Then he and Cooper reattached the cuffs to the chains. Once again, she was fully bound, spread-eagle, still under their control.
Brock started fingering her ass, which was slicked up with lube. He whispered in her ear, “I’m putting a butt plug in this gorgeous ass.”
“Yes, Master.” On the last waves of the orgasm she’d just experienced, new pressure for her next climax began to build.
Cooper removed the clamps from her nipples and clit. The rush of blood into her taut and tingling bits of flesh gave a fresh sting that pulsed violently.
Brock knelt down behind her and spread her ass cheeks wide. She was bracing herself for the butt plug, but instead Brock began licking her into a state of oblivion.
Cooper placed a blindfold and earbuds on her, sending her to a sightless quiet place where she could focus all her attention on what she was feeling.
Brock thrust the plug into her ass, stretching her insides. Cooper applied something cool to her nipples, while fingering her pussy. They were taking her to heights of pleasure she’d never experienced before. This was nirvana. They were her guides. This was where she belonged. With them. Always.
The pressure was driving her crazy. E
ven though she couldn’t hear her own words, she said, “Please, Masters. I need you. I need you inside me.”
Brock removed the plug from her ass—its sudden absence only made her want him more. Cooper released her from the chains and pulled her into his naked body. Still blindfolded and wearing the earbuds, she had been unaware of him taking off his clothes. She felt Brock’s naked body behind her. He, too, had stripped off his clothes. They held her between them.
She wrapped her arms and legs around Cooper, shakily holding on with all the strength left in her.
She could feel his and Brock’s hard cocks pressing on her. “Please, Masters. Please.”
Though she could not hear her own words due to earbuds, her Doms obviously could. They thrust their cocks into her body, Cooper in her pussy and Brock in her ass, stretching her insides to the max. She’d never felt so filled in her life. They began synchronizing their strokes. In and out. Again and again.
“God, so good.” She could feel her throat vibrate the words as powerful sensations swept over her body. The pressure continued to grow as they went deeper and deeper, reaching her G-spot.
The bass beat of the song in her ears matched their thrusts. Boom. Boom. Boom.
Writhing between her men, she came like a volcano, explosion after explosion after explosion. The spasms inside her were filled with a myriad of sensations so mind-blowing she knew that another orgasm was coming.
Cooper and Brock tightened their hold on her and sent their cocks deep inside her for their final powerful thrust. She felt them pulsating inside her and tightened her pussy and ass on their dicks as hard as she could.
When her next climax hit, she felt tears of passion stream down her cheeks. “Yes. Yes. Yes.”
Cooper removed her blindfold and Brock took off her earbuds. Even though their audience was cheering for them for the scene she, Cooper, and Brock had given them, Grace couldn’t take her eyes off of her Doms.
“You were incredible, baby.” Cooper kissed her sweetly. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“That scene is one for the record books. No one will ever forget that one, least of all me.” Brock pressed his lips to hers. “I love you, sweetheart.”
