The Mount Series Boxset

by K D Grace

  He was hard, so deliciously hard, and the scent of him was like the woods, like a summer storm, God he smelled like everything she wanted, and he was trying to push her away.

  ‘Rita stop, we can’t do this. I can’t control myself. You have to –’

  ‘Bad Rita! Bad girl.’ Leo’s hand came down with a stinging smack against her bare bottom, and she howled her frustration as he yanked the leash and sat down next to the panting Edward.

  ‘Edward. I am so sorry. She is pet, and not well trained yet. She can be unruly and over-enthusiastic. And, like most pets, she is always so horny.’

  When Leo began to undo Edward’s fly, Rita wasn’t sure who was more in shock, her or Edward.

  Edward shoved his hands away. ‘Leo, you know I’d happily let you do me, but not now.’ His voice cracked. ‘Not like this.’

  ‘Is not my intention to do you.’ He held Edward’s gaze. ‘Now be still, and allow me to discipline my pet.’

  ‘You voted against her. What are you doing? Is this a trick?’

  ‘Is no trick.’ Leo slapped Edward’s hands as though Edward were the naughty pet, and continued undoing his fly. ‘I have no agenda, Edward. You know is true. My reasons for voting against this initiation, they had nothing to do with anyone else’s wishes. But for me, admitting that I am wrong is not problem.’

  ‘Why the sudden change of heart?’ Edward was still trying to push Leo away. And Rita was surprised to find herself whimpering much like the needy animal she was pretending to be.

  ‘Pets don’t talk, Edward. You know this rule, yes? I have seen what she suffered to keep the rules. She is worthy.’ Both of their hands were now suspended above Edward’s crotch. ‘I know her rules too.’ He nodded to Rita. ‘I helped draft them. You may not have intercourse with the initiate. But those rules say nothing about an unruly pet who finds smell and flavour of your cock interesting.’

  Edward stopped fighting and let Leo tug his trousers down until his buttocks were bare against the bench and his thick penis stood out from his body like a sleek, pussy-sized battering ram.

  ‘There now, is better.’ Leo inspected his work with satisfaction. ‘Now come here, darling, get Edward’s scent, that’s a girl. Leo knows that’s what you want, oh that’s my girl.’

  Trembling all over exactly as she had seen excited dogs do, Rita lowered her head and took the full length of Edward’s cock into her mouth. She felt his body tense, felt his groan rumble even down through his cock. In her peripheral vision, she caught just a glimpse of him, head thrown back, mouth open, his fingers curled in her hair as he held her to him. She could feel Leo’s hand stroking her back, and his heavy breathing made her suspect his other hand might be occupied.

  ‘Oh God, Rita, that’s so good, so good,’ Edward grunted between barely parted lips, voice tight and breathless. ‘But it’s not fair,’ he gasped. ‘It’s not right. She deserves comfort too, Leo. Please, take care of her for me.’

  ‘You know the rules, Edward. I don’t fuck my pets.’ Leo’s voice came in tight little puffs against the back of her neck, and she could feel the heat radiating off his body, so close to her she could almost sense the shape of him beneath the khakis.

  ‘Please Leo.’ Edward pleaded, barely able to breathe. ‘Please, if you won’t do it for me, do it for her. You owe her.’

  She heard Leo curse softly, and for a second, he pulled away from her. Then with a start, she felt his thick fingers slide between her parted labia to caress her clit.

  ‘Is all right, Darling. Lift your bottom for Leo, that’s a good girl.’ She did as she was told without losing her rhythm against Edward’s thrusting. At first there was a gentle, but insistent probing just inside her pussy lips, then she heard Leo grunt and her pussy yielded grudgingly, almost painfully, to his penetration, the very act of which made her throw back her head and howl as the orgasm she’d been holding off exploded through her.

  As she lowered her mouth back onto Edward’s cock, she wasn’t sure one orgasm completely stopped before the next one blasted its way through her. She slipped both hands beneath Edward’s arse and pulled him to her in a desperate effort to get as much of him in her mouth as she could. Behind her, Leo grunted and shoved, muttering in Slavic between gasps. One hand pinched and stroked the swell of her clit while the other rested on her thrusting bottom.

  Edward’s tight fist in her hair was nearly painful. ‘I can’t hold back,’ he gasped. ‘I have to come, oh God, Rita, I want to make it last, but I can’t wait.’ It seemed like he came for ages, and she swallowed hungrily, taking into herself his essence, even better without chocolate truffles. Her pussy had just erupted in another wave of orgasm when she heard Leo grunt. He pulled out so quickly that she nearly fell backward. She watched in amazement as he shot his load on to the grass, nearly doubled over himself.

  Then Edward pulled her to him, kissing her long and deep. His embrace was bone-wrenching and demanding and enough to make her come again in great gasping sobs. When the tremors had stopped, and she clung to him spent, he whispered against her mouth. ‘I have to go, my darling.’ He turned his attention to Leo, who was still kneeling on the grass looking stunned. ‘I can’t thank you enough for this.’

  Leo nodded and forced a smile. ‘Your feelings for each other is why I voted against initiation. This, you know will make things more difficult, cause pain.’

  ‘But you’ve changed your mind?’ Edward said.

  Leo nodded, holding his gaze. ‘Is motives I question. Her worthiness, I do not.’

  Edward helped Rita to her feet. ‘I’m so proud of you, darling. Leo will take good care of you, and I’ll see you soon.’ He kissed her, then disappeared into the thicket behind the bench still tucking and zipping as he went. She looked after him until her eyes could no longer focus, then she turned to find Leo dressed and standing next to her. He took up her leash, which was still attached to her collar, and led her back into the house and up to his room without speaking. There, he led her into the bathroom, where he stripped and guided her into the shower.

  As the warm water coursed over them, she waited for him to bathe her, but he didn’t. As last, she knelt on the tiles and rested her head against his thigh. He released a long sigh and ran a hand down to caress her neck. ‘In all these years I have fed my pets, I have groomed my pets, I have enjoyed watching my pets’ pleasure, but I’ve never once fucked one of my pets. Is the cardinal rule, and I have made sure that rule is kept. Until now.’

  Not knowing what else to do, she stood and slipped her arms around him. For a long moment, he didn’t respond, then he embraced her, pulling her close, kissing the nape of her neck. ‘Being inside you was exquisite. Is the best thing I have felt in a long time.’ He sighed. ‘But no one must ever know, and it must never happen again.’ He pulled away and looked into her eyes. ‘You understand this, my love?’

  She nodded, suddenly aware that the moisture on her face wasn’t from the shower.

  Chapter Eleven

  It was evening before Leo brought Brutus to Rita. The night promised to be warm and the moon was full. Leo had led her to another secluded garden and settled her on a thick rug spread on the grass. Next to it was a chaise longue and a small wooden table complete with crystal decanter and a glass. There she had waited for an undeterminable amount of time. She was amazed at how difficult it had already become to keep track of time, and at how quickly she was learning to relax into herself and simply be. Perhaps it was just her response to the environment Leo had created for his pets.

  At last Leo returned with a tall, broad-shouldered male. His skin was lightly tanned and his hair was shaved close to his head laying bare strong angular features and full expressive lips that Rita wanted pressed against her pussy. Beyond that the only thing that concerned her was his penis, which was already substantial at half-mast and rising. The moment he saw her, he strained at the leash and grunted. She took that to mean there was mutual interest.

  ‘Rita, darling, this is Brutus. I’ve br
ought him to take care of you.’

  She lifted her hips and rearranged herself on the rug making sure he got a good view of her pussy.

  Leo didn’t immediately unleash Brutus, who struggled and growled, every muscle tensed to get near her. Instead he let the pet get just close enough for a good sniff. Rita raised her bottom, feeling his humid breath tickle against her pout, feeling just the tip of his tongue in his strangled efforts to taste her, test her for readiness.

  ‘Don’t be too pushy, Brutus. Is the poor girl’s first day, be easy with her,’ Leo cajoled.

  Rita didn’t necessarily want easy, but she loved the fact that Brutus had to work to get to her. She moved just close enough for him to get a good deep taste of her, then she yelped and pulled back, torturing herself as well as him. He growled and lunged toward her, his penis now fully erect and bobbing against his belly where he knelt on hands and knees. She gave him another taste and he was practically humping air when she pulled away. While Leo struggled to hold the big male, she moved behind him to admire the buttocks Leo had praised, to sniff and taste, to flick her tongue over the exposed underside of his balls, sending him into a frenzy. Oh, she liked being in control.

  Leo must have intuited exactly that because he yanked Brutus back onto his haunches then flat onto his arse, securing the pet by placing a thick arm around his broad shoulders and stroking him as though he were calming a high-strung horse, exposing him for Rita’s appraisal. ‘Is all right, Brutus. Relax,’ Leo coaxed. ‘You’ll be mounting her soon enough.’

  At her leisure, she sniffed and nuzzled and took in the earthy pungent scent of maleness ready for the rut, a scent that made her mouth water, and her pussy clench. Brutus’s penis surged and bobbed against her cheek and his hips ground against the grass until she feared he’d have grass stains on his much-praised buttocks.

  ‘Shshsh,’ Leo crooned next to the big pet’s ear. ‘Let her get used to you. Don’t frighten her. You can wait just a little longer.’

  Rita wasn’t sure she could wait, but oh it was nice to try. She ran her tongue up the shaft of his erection, tasting the salty pre cum on the silky tip. Brutus’s whole body tensed, every muscle quivered, and his cock surged against her mouth. She rose on her haunches to straddle him, but when he tried to thrust into her, she grabbed his cock with her hand and rubbed the substantial length of it between her sopping lips like a sausage on hot bread. His growl was not unlike a wild animal, she thought, as she leaned in and bit him hard just above the right nipple. He yelped, his penis strained in her hand and Leo chuckled.

  ‘Rita, dear, you shouldn’t tease the poor thing so. He has been waiting all day for you. His balls must be nearly bursting by now. Come on, darling. You need it too.’

  Of course he was right. She moved back just out of reach, not quite sure what would happen next. Her heart raced with anticipation and even a little bit of fear. On her hands and knees, she turned her bottom to Brutus, making sure her legs were open enough for him to see how ready she was, how badly she wanted him, making sure he got the invitation.

  He did.

  Leo unhooked the leash from Brutus’s collar, and she was instantly engulfed in warm, hard maleness. In her peripheral vision, she saw Leo settle into the chaise longue and undo his trousers. Then her attention was fully on the other pet.

  She was surprised that Brutus didn’t instantly enter her. Instead he folded himself over her, penis pressing against the crevice between her buttocks, hands moving first to cup her breasts, then to explore her pussy, lips and tongue on her nape and her ear, nipping her shoulders, then the back of her neck as she had seen male cats do when they mounted ready females. Finally he slipped inside her with a sigh, quivering all over with amazing control.

  She could only imagine how badly he needed to ejaculate, and the thought was such a turn-on that she decided neither of them needed to wait longer. She thrust back hard and bore down on his penis. He got the blessed message and jack hammered as though she were concrete and he planned to break her. It didn’t take long. As her pussy shuddered and she screamed her release, he grabbed her hips and thrust as though he would penetrate clear through her, and she thought he would never stop coming.

  The next three times were much more leisurely, and Leo stayed for all of them.

  Life at the Zoo was pretty damn good for a pet once you got the hang of it. Rita never realised just how freeing it was not to have to speak, nor had she realised how much could be communicated without a word. In her fantasies, she imagined sharing all she had learned with Edward, but she knew reality wouldn’t be so sweet once she wrote her exposé. She tried not to think about the story, but instead she tried to concentrate on the experience of initiation. Most of the time that was enough to keep her mind off what the consequences of the exposé would surely be.

  But when she couldn’t manage to keep her thoughts from straying to what seemed every day more like a betrayal of trust, she did her best to convince herself that all this was a game to Leo, to Alex, to Edward, and she was really nothing more than a pawn to them. Entertainment for the bored rich. When all the usual expensive toys no longer worked, they’d always find some way of entertaining themselves, and at the moment, she was it.

  Vivienne wasn’t even the cruellest among them, she told herself. Edward was much crueller. It was Edward who stood by and let the bitch torture her, sabotage her, repeatedly humiliate her. And yet still he deferred to her. Maybe they really were married just like Kate suspected. Why else would he let Vivienne come between them?

  One of the best things about life at Leo’s zoo, though, was that there were plenty of distractions, and she had very little time to think about the future. She lay on the grass near the fountain in a literal pile of pets, who were all relaxing in the afternoon sun. Aralias had just fucked her twice, effectively keeping the other males away from her. He lay with his head between her breasts and his arms around her possessively. It had been a constant competition between Brutus and Aralias for her attention, though occasionally one of the other, less alpha, males managed to at least feel her up. It wasn’t her choice. As long as she was Leo’s pet, Leo chose who mounted her, and he usually chose Brutus or Aralias. She had to admit they both knew their way around female anatomy, and Brutus’s attentions had gone a long way toward making her feel better after Edward’s visit.

  As for the females, they were all generous with their affection, knowing, as most women did, that having a cock in one’s pussy isn’t the only path to orgasm. In fact, she had two fingers buried to the hilt in Mimi’s tight cunny at the moment, and, the way the little blonde was squirming, Rita knew she was getting close.

  The other thing most women know is that they can keep coming long after the men have shot their wads, so while Aralias’s cock was recovering from the last fuck, Blossom, who loved the taste of sex, was licking and slurping at Rita’s pussy. Leo sat in his usual chaise longue looking out over his pets with his cock in his hand.

  True to his word, after Edward’s visit, Leo had not offered Rita any more affection than he offered the other pets, though her place in the house with Blossom had remained secure. Millicent, the maid, complained about the extra work of having two pets in the house. But that same afternoon Rita and Blossom caught Leo in the big wing-backed chair straining under Millicent’s squirming bottom with his face buried in the woman’s ample cleavage. After that, Millicent didn’t complain about pets in the house.

  Rita was just coming again when Rajka came to Leo and whispered something in his ear. With more than a little effort, he tucked his cock back into his khakis and called for Rita. She disentangled herself from her fellow pets, who responded with a few grunts and groans of protest.

  The glow of arousal was already gone from Leo’s face when Rita approached him, and he sucked his bottom lip thoughtfully. ‘Rita, darling, go with Rajka up to my suite, and I will join you in a little while.’

  In Leo’s suite, Rajka undressed herself, led Rita into the shower and began to bath
e her. Rita bathed with the other pets now, a veritable pool party, morning and night, with several groomers on hand to help with the hard to reach places and to towel and massage the pets before bedtime. There had been no bathing in Leo’s private suite since Edward’s visit.

  By the time Rajka had towelled her dry, Leo arrived. On a hanger in one hand he held a strapless blue sundress, in the other hand he carried a pair of sandals with kitten heels.

  He forced a smile. ‘You have completed this part of initiation, darling, brilliantly, I might add. Sadly, Vivienne has decided that you have been my pet long enough.’

  ‘She makes decisions for everyone, does she?’ The words came out after a week of silence and with far more venom than she could have imagined.

  ‘She is head of High Council.’ Leo dismissed Rajka, then knelt to help Rita into a black lace thong, lingering to caress her curves in ways he would have never done when she was his pet. ‘I will miss you, my love.’

  When he stood to help her into the dress, she lifted her lips to his and lingered there exploring his mouth. He made no attempt to push her away. At last she spoke. ‘Being your pet has been an experience I’ll treasure, Leo. But I’m not your pet any longer.’ She ran her hand down to caress the growing bulge in his khakis. ‘Remember that the next time you want to do more than just watch.’

  ‘I shall, my love,’ he breathed. ‘I promise I shall.’

  Millicent knocked at the door and stuck her head in. ‘The limo’s here.’ She caught Leo’s gaze. ‘Mistress Vivienne has come for her.’

  Chapter Twelve

  ‘Rita, darling. I hardly recognised you without your hoodie.’ Vivienne motioned Rita into the limo to sit across from her, then the driver pulled away.

  The head of the High Council was as exquisite in a mini skirt and a lilac bustier as she was in the dressed-to-kill gowns she wore at The Mount. Rita hated to admit it, but in spite of all the bitch had done to her, the sight of the woman was still exciting, even arousing.