by Scarlet Day
“Fuck.” Colt’s breathless and agonized exclamation told Laci he was getting an excellent view.
A hand smoothed down her back, and then fingers probed between her ass cheeks. She turned her head to see Tucker looking down at her with a glint in his eyes. His fingers wrapped around the plug he’d told her to wear off and on over the last week. On several occasions, she’d worn it while they’d had sex, and it had made her orgasms even more intense than normal. She gasped as Tucker pulled the plug from her ass.
Tucker leaned over her and put his lips to her ear. “I think it’s time you learned the reason I’ve had you wearing this, my little kitten.”
Chapter Fourteen
Tucker couldn’t wait to get back inside Laci, but this time would be different. He’d known it would come to this. He’d known, every time he saw the stolen glances between Laci and Colt, that she needed him. He’d known by the way he still felt threads of dominance running through Laci, even during her most obedient moments. It was likely she didn’t even recognize that characteristic inside herself at those times. She probably thought she was completely within his control, but Tucker knew otherwise. He knew she needed an outlet for that dominance. And Colt would provide her the opportunity to explore that side of herself. But first, Laci needed to learn what it would mean to have two men take control of her.
Tucker pulled Laci up from the table and turned her to face Colt, while his hands rested on her shoulders. “He’s you’re Master now, as much as I am. Whatever he tells you to do, you will do it. Understood?”
He felt her slight tremble under his hands, but Laci nodded. “Yes, Master.”
Tucker exchanged a glance with Colt, who nodded an unspoken understanding between the two of them.
“Her safe word is mate.” Colt’s eyebrows rose at the information Tucker shared. “She has commitment issues. You might have noticed that earlier today.”
Tucker grinned and lifted his hands from Laci’s shoulders, a sign to Colt that she was now his to instruct.
“Come here.” Colt’s voice carried an authority that Tucker rarely heard him use. It wasn’t harsh, but it left no doubt as to his demand for control.
She crossed back over to Colt, her legs slightly unsteady, and stood before him.
“Undress me.” Laci didn’t move at first in response to Colt’s command, but stared straight ahead, eye-level with his chest. Tucker watched with curiosity, wondering if she would raise her gaze with instinctual challenge or lower it in submission to Colt. She had already verbally acknowledged that she would accept Colt as her Master, but saying it and doing it were two different things. Besides, the dominant side of her psyche, the part that would like to explore taking Colt under her control, would no doubt try to assert itself over her newly discovered submissive side.
Colt studied her with narrowed eyes, waiting for her to follow his instructions. Tucker had to hand it to Colt, the man had patience. Tucker probably would have taken her over his knee and spanked her pretty ass by now. But then, he didn’t need Laci’s disobedience to do that. He thoroughly enjoyed seeing his pink handprint emblazoned on her backside. Considering how wet it had made her on the two occasions he’d spanked her, he Knew Laci enjoyed it, too.
Tucker circled them, watching the emotions playing across both Laci and Colt’s faces. Laci finally dropped her gaze, signaling an end to the psychological struggle, at least for now. Her fingers reached for the buttons on Colt’s shirt and unfastened each one. She slid the shirt off him and then dropped to her knees. Colt allowed her to pull his boots and socks off, before tugging his jeans the rest of the way down his legs. He stepped out of them and Colt kicked them aside. Laci stared for a moment at Colt’s cock and then raised her hand. She almost wrapped it around him, but Colt dug his fingers into her hair and pulled her head back.
“Did I tell you to do that?” Colt’s tone didn’t express anger, but Tucker knew the quietness of it would let Laci know that Colt wouldn’t tolerate her stepping over the boundaries he set for her.
Laci stared up at Colt for a moment, and Tucker watched the war rage across her face. Colt was going to have his hands full with Laci as a submissive, much more so than Tucker did. Tucker was all alpha and gave Laci no quarter to release her dominant side. But Tucker knew Laci could sense the submissive part of Colt, and her subconscious would fight to take the upper hand with him. Tucker couldn’t help but enjoy the drama.
Laci’s shoulders dropped slightly and she closed her eyes. “I’m sorry, sir. I won’t let it happen again.”
Colt’s grip on her hair loosened and he leaned down over her. His lips brushed hers. “Oh, yes you will. You can’t help yourself. You’ll just have to accept the punishment when it happens.”
Tucker’s dick twitched and his cat growled in anticipation of whatever punishment Colt might dole out for Laci’s future transgressions. A flush crept across Laci’s skin, and the air filled with the scent of pheromones, letting Colt and Tucker know that the thought of punishment turned Laci on. Colt glanced up and threw a crooked grin in Tucker’s direction. Tucker sensed Colt’s enjoyment, even as he spoke of discipline and punishment. Like Tucker, it had been too long since Colt had a sub. And he’d never had a sub who could switch to be his Dominant and give him all of what he needed. Tucker knew Laci would be good for Colt, and him for her, if the two of them could figure out which one of them was being the Dominant at any given moment.
Colt released Laci’s hair and helped her up. “Hm. Seems there’s still someone in the room with his clothes on.” He nudged Laci toward Tucker. “Go take care of that.”
Laci’s heady scent grew stronger as she approached Tucker. It was all he could do to avoid throwing her on the bed and taking her, but he held himself back. For the moment, at least. He’d be inside her soon enough. He dropped his gaze to her face as she worked the buttons on his shirt and then helped him shrug out of it. Every brush of her fingertips felt as though they left a trail of fire across his heated skin.
He kicked off his boots, too impatient to allow her to remove them for him. She unfastened his jeans and pushed them down on his hips, freeing his engorged dick. He groaned at the relief of being unconfined from the tight denim. Part of him would like nothing more than for Laci to wrap her lips around his aching dick, but he had other plans. He stepped out of his jeans, and then Laci waited for his next instructions.
Tucker took her hand and led her to the bed. He crawled onto it and then turned around and lay down on his back. “Put a condom on me.”
She reached for one of the condoms on the bedside table and unwrapped it, before rolling it onto his throbbing dick. Her fingers sliding down him almost made him come, but he gritted his teeth and fought against the urge. “Now climb on top of me.”
She obeyed without a word. Just as she started to lower herself onto him, though, he gripped her hips and held her in place. He ran his fingers through her pussy folds, satisfied at how wet she’d become. He plunged two fingers into her and she cried out. She tried to move, to ride his hand, but he held her firm with his other hand and prevented her from working toward the release he knew she wanted.
“Not yet, kitten. And not until I say so.” He withdrew his fingers and then brought them to his lips. Her scent was overwhelming and he sucked her juices off his fingers, unable to resist her sweet taste. “Mmm. So good. Colt, you should taste her.”
Colt approached the bed and Tucker watched Laci’s face as Colt’s fingers explored her pussy. Laci’s pupils dilated and she rocked her hips, trying to get more friction. Colt withdrew his fingers and Laci groaned in frustration.
“Patience, kitten.” Tucker couldn’t conceal his grin at her pouting expression.
Colt savored the taste on his fingers. “Damn, she’s delicious.” His approval brought a slight smirk to Laci’s lips, replacing the pouty expression.
Tucker grinned and then used both hands to pull Laci down, plunging into her in one swift and powerful movement. She gasped as he thru
st his hips up and buried the full length of his dick in her. The sensation of sliding into her nearly drove him mad. It was all he could do not to pull out and thrust again and again, faster and faster. Every time with Laci was better than the last. Getting to know her body and how to drive her pleasure higher was something he thought he might never grow tired of. If Colt didn’t hurry, Tucker just might start without him.
He exchanged glances with Colt and pointed to the small table next to the bed. Colt went to the table and retrieved the items Tucker had stored there, before climbing onto the bed behind Laci and pushing her gently forward so that there was no room left between Tucker’s chest and hers. She moaned and Tucker knew the position put extra pressure of her clit, something that would make it harder for her to withhold her orgasm.
“You don’t come until we tell you, Laci.”
Her nostrils flared and she pressed her lips together at Tucker’s command, but he knew she would obey him.
The snap of the lubricant bottle cap alerted Tucker to Colt’s actions a moment before Laci gasped as the cold liquid was applied to her ass. Waiting for Colt to get Laci ready wasn’t easy for Tucker. As soon as Colt inserted a finger in Laci’s ass, she groaned and pushed back against Colt’s hand. The motion put extra friction between her and Tucker and almost sent him over the edge too soon.
“Fuck, Colt, you better hurry.” Tucker ground his teeth together and tightened his grip on Laci’s hips, preventing her from moving.
Colt continued to loosen her up with his fingers, until Laci’s groans and pants told them she was ready. Colt nodded at Tucker and then withdrew his fingers, earning a frustrated growl from the kitten between them. Tucker braced himself for what was coming next.
A moment later Laci’s body stiffened and her eyes went wide. “Easy, girl. Relax and push back against him, just like you did with the plug and his fingers.”
Tucker watched her expression turn from shock to determination. She shifted and then pushed back against Colt. Tucker fought the urge to thrust, waiting for the right moment. With agonizing slowness, Colt finally seated himself completely inside Laci. She tried to move, but Tucker held her firmly the hips, not allowing her to move.
Her frustrated snarl drew a laugh from Colt. “Tuck, your sub has an attitude.”
Tucker snorted. “Uh-uh. My sub is perfectly behaved. This is obviously your unruly sub.”
Laci growled. “I don’t care whose sub I am right now, but someone damn well better move!”
Tucker narrowed his eyes in a warning glare, but he couldn’t keep the smirk off his face. “They’ll be punishment for that later, you know.”
Colt grinned over Laci’s shoulder. “Good. I love the punishment part.”
Tucker rolled his eyes and focused on Laci again. “We do the work. You just concentrate on not coming until we tell you to.”
Without giving her any warning, Tucker pulled almost all the way out of her and then thrust back up into her. Laci’s gasp caught in her throat as Colt pulled out, timing his withdraw to Tucker’s thrust. They set up a rhythm, one thrusting while the other withdrew, with Laci suspended between them.
Tucker watched Laci’s face and concentrated on the feel of her skin on his. Her hard nipples rubbed against his chest with every stroke. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders. She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and bit down on it. Tucker couldn’t resist her mouth. He moved one hand to the back of her head and brought her face down to his. His lips crushed hers, and his tongue forced entrance into her mouth. She tasted like honey and sunshine, and he thought he could easily get drunk on her. He wound his fingers into her hair and kept her pinned to him, not wanting an inch to separate them. Their tongues twisted together, her giving as much as he took.
Colt groaned and Tucker knew he must be close. Releasing Laci from their kiss, Tucker pulled back and looked into her eyes. Her flushed face and dilated pupils told him she couldn’t hold on much longer, though he had to admit he was impressed. He’d asked her days ago if she’d ever been with two men or had a man fuck her ass. Having answered no to both questions, he had known she wouldn’t last long this first time. But he could tell she was fighting it, just as he’d told her to.
As he raced toward his own orgasm, he reached down between their bodies and found the spot that would send Laci over the edge. He ran his fingers over her clit and pressed. “Come for us, kitten.”
She didn’t just come, she came apart between them. Tucker felt her whole body tense for a few seconds, and then she clamped down so hard on his dick that he couldn’t hold his own orgasm any longer. With blinding light exploding behind his eyes, Tucker thrust up into Laci one more time. The release was instant and overwhelming. His shout mixed with Colt’s and the three of them ground together as their orgasms shot through them.
As he recovered and worked on catching his breath, Tucker knew he was becoming addicted to Laci. And not just because the scent of unmated pheromones still hung heavy in the air. He loved her willingness to have her limits pushed, to explore parts of her she hadn’t even known existed.
He had sworn to himself and promised Laci that this relationship would stay confined to the dungeon, but he was finding that promise increasingly difficult to keep. Now that they’d brought Colt into the mix, Tucker had the feeling that keeping this behind the dungeon door was about to get a whole lot harder.
Chapter Fifteen
Colt stared over his coffee cup at the man who Laci’s brother had chosen to be her mate. Austin was a big fellow, bigger than Tucker, even. But Colt knew Austin from his visits to the resort. Austin would never be able to handle Laci. He didn’t have nearly enough alpha in him, and Laci needed a strong alpha, like Tucker, to handle her. But hell, after one night with her, Colt understood why even Tucker felt like Laci wouldn’t be happy with just one man. Laci needed two Doms, but she also needed an outlet for her dominant streak.
Colt grinned as he remembered Laci’s first practice session with a flogger last night. They’d had her use a pillow for practice, and Colt was glad they had. If he’d let her experiment on his back, it was likely he wouldn’t even be able to have a T-shirt against his skin today. He looked forward to her skills improving so she could use them on him, but in the meantime he could at least appreciate watching her with a flogger in her hand. Just the image in his mind from last night of her naked, whipping the pillow, made his dick twitch.
Down, boy. Save it for later. There would be plenty of time to play tonight. First, they needed to get through this damn breakfast and convince Price that Laci should stay at Sanctuary. Colt found it ironic that they were arguing her fate, but she hadn’t even shown up yet. Not that Colt could blame her. They’d hardly gotten any sleep last night, so she was probably trying to sneak a few minutes of rest after going to her room earlier. Still, she was over half an hour late and everyone was getting a little tense.
“Look, I know you think you’re protecting Laci here, but she’s still not safe.” Price leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms.
Colt appreciated Price’s concern for his sister’s safety and well-being, but his persistence was starting to grate on Colt’s nerves. Price acted as though he didn’t think Colt and Tucker could protect Laci at the resort. He insisted she would continue to be vulnerable as long as she remained unmated.
“She’s safe as long as she stays on the resort.” The conviction in Tucker’s voice seemed solid, but he didn’t know about Colt’s encounter with the male lion shifter out on the slopes.
Colt’s guilt at not telling Tucker about the trespasser gnawed at him, but Colt had gotten sidetracked and hadn’t had much of a chance since it had happened. He’d have to find time to tell him, but he damn sure wasn’t going to do it in front of Price. That would just give Price ammunition in his argument that Laci should mate with Austin. Even though Austin had come out and said he wasn’t in love with her and would only mate with her to protect her, Price hadn’t been convinced that it was a bad idea. And just
as Colt would do anything for Tucker, it would come as no surprise that Austin would do whatever his alpha ordered him to do, as well.
The realization that the stupid young cub he’d run off wouldn’t be the last to attempt to get to Laci wasn’t lost on Colt, though. As long as Laci kept sending out her irresistible pheromones, she would be a target.
Price snorted. “If you think she’s safe here, you’re kidding yourself.” He narrowed his eyes at Tucker. “Why do you care so much, anyway? She’s just an employee.”
The hairs on the back of Colt’s neck stood up and he glanced at Tucker, whose nostrils flared.
“She’s not just an employee. None of the people here are just employees.” Colt recognized the steely tone in Tucker’s voice.
Price shrugged. “Still, you’ve only known her for a few weeks. What’s in it for you?”
Tucker crossed his arms and his shoulders tensed. Colt recognized the barely controlled anger. “Why does there have to be anything in it for me?”
Price leaned forward, a move that could potentially be taken as increasing the confrontation. “Why wouldn’t there be?”
Tucker held his ground. “She’s not going anywhere.”
“What right do you have to decide that? She’s my sister. She’s part of my pride. What claim do you have to her?” Price’s question hung heavy in the air as the two alphas glared at each other.
Tucker didn’t answer. Colt could practically feel the tension rolling off Tucker. The muscle in his jaw twitched, letting Colt know that his alpha was struggling not to say too much. They hadn’t yet talked with Laci about revealing their arrangement with her brother. They had hoped they wouldn’t have to. Colt’s gaze flicked to Price, who stared back at Tucker with a suspicious glare. Then Colt glanced at Austin, who studied Tucker with a calculating expression.
Moments passed and no one said anything. Colt tried to think of something to diffuse the situation.
