Sophie's Surrender [Viper's Dungeon 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Abby Blake

  He let her sleep for a while, holding her close as his mind wandered to his reactions to this woman. She was too independent for the type of relationship that only an hour ago he’d thought he wanted, but there was also a submissive streak there as well. When she’d been on her knees, she’d given them her trust, her complete faith that they wouldn’t hurt her, and despite his and his brother’s overwhelming need to have this woman they’d managed to live up to her expectations.

  It made him feet ten feet tall, almost as if he’d passed some sort of test.

  He laughed softly to himself as his thoughts swirled in bright, happy circles. He wasn’t usually this sappy after orgasm—and he sure as hell would never let anyone at the club see this side of him—but it had been a long time since he’d felt this relaxed.

  Alex didn’t even realize he was caressing his hands over Sophie’s soft skin until she moaned quietly and turned in his arms. Still seeming asleep she pressed soft kisses to his chest, her warm hands wandering over the contours of his abdomen before moving lower to glide up and down his rapidly returning erection.

  “Make love to me, please,” she said in a soft voice.

  “As soon as you tell me my name, sweetheart.” It was probably a little paranoid, but he wanted to make certain she knew where she was and who she was with. She opened her eyes, blinking rapidly as if she’d only just woken up but said his name on a breathy little sigh.

  She didn’t repeat her request though.

  “Where’s Adrian?”

  “Gone to order dinner. He’ll be back soon.”

  “Does it feel weird?” she asked, pushing him onto his back and then resting her head on his abdomen. “I mean sharing me with your brother. Does it feel weird?”

  “Not really,” he answered honestly. “We’ve never dated the same woman before, but we’ve always been pretty close. I’m sure we can find a way to make things work.”

  “You still want to date me?” she asked, sounding shocked. “I thought this was…um…”

  “If you say ‘kinky interlude’ I will put you over my knee. Is that clear?”

  She laughed again, clearly unafraid of what she seemed to think was an empty threat. “I wasn’t quite going to put it that way, but I haven’t exactly been behaving like a good girl tonight.”

  “That suits us just fine,” Adrian said as he wandered back into the bedroom and quickly stripped off his pants. “We happen to like bad girls.”

  “I’m probably not really a bad girl either. That’s the first time I’ve given a blow job to a man I wasn’t married to.”

  “Seriously?” Alex asked before he could stop his shocked reaction. “How many times have you been married?”

  “Just once,” she said with an embarrassed smile. “He…um…was a good teacher.”

  “Or maybe you were just a really good student,” Adrian said as he reached for the box of condoms that had fallen on the floor. “What other naughty things did you learn?”

  She blushed from the tips of her toes to the roots of her hair.

  “We were only married for about a year,” she said with a sad shake of her head. “We were happy together, but then he got a new job and his priorities changed—he changed—and we suddenly weren’t happy anymore.” Her eyes looked glassy and Adrian couldn’t help but reach out and stroke a hand through her hair. “I watched my mom live her entire life with a man who barely noticed her. I was terrified that’s what would happen to me, so I left soon after.”

  “Well your husband was a fool for letting you go,” Adrian said as he climbed onto the bed and handed a condom to Alex. “My brother and I know a treasure when we find one. You won’t get away from us quite so easily.”

  Alex laughed to soften the blow of what could have been a rather stalker-ish type of announcement. The fact that they had every intention of holding on to this incredible woman didn’t negate the need for them to get to know each other better first.

  “What’s my name, sweetheart?”

  She gave him a startled look but answered correctly.

  “Good,” Alex said as he waved the condom in front of her eyes. “Now can you ask me that question again?”

  Sophie looked a tad confused for a moment, but then smiled suddenly and moved so that she could kiss his chest like she’d done earlier. “Make love to me, please?”

  He had the condom on in record time, his cock throbbing with his heartbeat as he eased her onto her back and climbed over her. He knew it wasn’t the most erotic of positions, but it gave him a chance to control their movements and to watch Sophie’s reaction as he explored her intimately.

  Pushing her thighs wider with his knees, Alex gently pushed a finger into her pussy, checking that she was still wet, smiling when her muscles clenched around him. He replaced the digit with his cock, pressing gently as he felt his erection slide into her body, the fit tight but not uncomfortable for either of them.

  Sophie moaned, lifting her hips to meet him, trying to speed up his slow, deliberate pace. He smiled at her bratty frown as he moved to stop her, pressing her harder against the mattress as he took his own sweet time to enjoy every new sensation with this beautiful, passionate, amazingly accepting woman.

  When he was completely inside her, he held still, pressing her against the bed as he watched the expression on her face and the emotion in her eyes. Slowly he began to move, gently gliding into and out of her body as the muscles softened and eased the way. He almost laughed at her disappointment when he pulled all the way out of her.

  “Patience,” he said with a wink as he moved over to make room for Adrian. She giggled nervously as Adrian moved over her, perhaps not as adventurous as she’d been earlier. The double blow job had been spontaneous. This was a more deliberate seduction, a signal that they truly meant to share her in every way.

  The first touch of Adrian’s cock against her pussy had them both moaning with need, the deep thrust as Adrian took advantage of Alex’s careful preparation sparking a moment of pure jealousy. It was gone in an instant, the enjoyment of watching a woman he wanted to keep being fucked by his brother overriding all else. Without the distraction of his own desperate need he could watch Sophie’s climb to orgasm, see the way her eyes darkened with passion, the way her hands moved more desperately as she neared completion, study the physical warning signs of her impending climax.

  He tapped Adrian on the shoulder, his brother quickly moving away, perhaps having noticed the same in Sophie’s reactions. She panted, her eyes wild, her body shaking with her arousal as Alex slowly moved to kneel between her knees.

  “Please,” she said, reaching for him, trying to lift her hips up even as he held her down.

  “Patience,” he said again, this time running his hands all over her body, learning every curve, every dip, every hollow. He followed with his lips, kissing every inch as she writhed underneath him and her arousal grew even stronger.

  When he finally pushed his cock inside her, she whispered his name, her voice full of wonder as her arousal grew more intense even though she was far past where she would usually orgasm.

  “That’s it, beautiful,” Adrian said, watching her closely, caressing every inch he could reach as well. “Just hold back that climax a little longer. We promise it will be worth it.”

  She nodded, her eyes widening as Alex pressed a finger against her clit, moving in tight little circles, easing off when she started to shake once more, pressing harder again when she settled. Finally he thrust his cock back into her, his own need demanding attention as her pussy muscles spasmed around his erection, gripping him tighter.

  He fucked her harder, moving faster inside her, wanting to lose himself to her wondrous delights, but Adrian pushed his shoulder, refusing them both completion, his chuckle positively evil as he shoved Alex out of the way and claimed their woman for himself.

  This time Alex didn’t feel any jealousy, only excitement. He could see the passion in Sophie’s eyes, the confusion of such incredible arousal stealing
her control as she fought for their possession, dragging at both men as her orgasm finally burst.

  Adrian pulled out quickly, and Alex took over, his orgasm starting almost on the first thrust, her pussy milking his cock as he lost control, pounding into her harder and harder as her climax went on and on and on. Alex grunted, the last spurt of his cum filling the condom, his need to protect Sophie forcing him to move before the prophylactic spilled.

  His brother grinned, his movements almost casual as he slid his cock into Sophie’s soft, swollen, cream-filled pussy.

  * * * *

  Adrian groaned. For him there had always been something incredibly appealing about being inside a woman’s pussy after a shattering orgasm, but sliding inside Sophie felt like coming home. It was like this was exactly where he belonged.

  She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight as he fucked her slowly, taking his time to appreciate every slow glide into her body. He kissed her lips, the look of wonder in her eyes clenching an invisible fist around his heart. Before meeting her he hadn’t been ready to settle down, but now he wanted her in his bed for a lifetime. He could close his eyes and imagine her swollen with his or Alex’s child. He felt like he was at the beginning of an amazingly satisfying future with an incredible woman.

  Even with the sappy, emotional thoughts filling his head—life was never that simple—his need couldn’t be denied. Slowly he began to move faster, his cock throbbing as he felt Sophie tighten around him once more, her own climb to orgasm stroking his ego as well as his cock.

  He kissed her savagely and then pulled out and flipped her onto her hands and knees. He thrust into her from behind, his movements deliberate, tense, aggressive. He found her clit with his fingers and rubbed mercilessly, forcing her body into another amazing climax before letting himself go. She shook violently, her arms collapsing underneath her, and still he pumped inside her hot body, his cock throbbing as he filled the condom, his mind leaping ahead to all the amazing experiences he wanted to share with her in the future.

  Finally they both stilled, their breathing harsh, their bodies plastered together, their needs sated. Adrian could easily have fallen asleep deep inside her, but the condom and doorbell both demanded immediate attention.

  “Come on, beautiful,” he said, lifting her into his arms. “We’ll have a quick shower while Alex serves up dinner.”

  Chapter Four

  “Good morning, beautiful.”

  “Is it still morning?” Sophie asked sleepily, her eyes refusing to open until she smelled coffee. Adrian and Alex had woken her several times through the night. Each time the lovemaking had been more intense, her need more demanding, and the release more exhausting. How any of them were moving was truly beyond her. She was sure she could sleep for an entire week.

  She finally managed to focus her tired eyes and found Adrian sitting on the bed in front of her, already fully dressed and holding a half-empty cup of coffee. She licked her lips and reached for the mug. He smiled and gave it to her willingly, touching her face lovingly as she tipped it to her mouth. It was strong and sweet—just the way she liked it.

  “Actually it’s two in the afternoon,” he said in an apologetic tone, “but I need to get going and I didn’t want to leave without waking you.”

  She smiled as the arm around her waist tightened and pulled her closer.

  “Go away,” Alex mumbled, “some of us don’t need to be up for hours yet.”

  “As you can see,” Adrian said with a smile, “my brother is not a morning person.” He leaned over and pressed a coffee-flavored kiss to Sophie’s lips. “Luckily for him the club doesn’t open until late afternoon.”

  “The club?” she asked. She knew he was a successful local business owner. She’d just never gotten around to asking what business.

  “Viper’s—it’s a private club on—”

  “Viper’s Dungeon?” She scrambled out of the bed, smacking away the hands that tried to stop her. “You own Viper’s Dungeon?”

  Both men looked a little shocked by her reaction.

  “You know about Viper’s Dungeon?” Alex asked, looking quite pleased. “That should make it a lot easier to explain our kinks. Have you ever been to the club? We’d love to show you around.”

  She shook all over as anger began to churn low in her gut. Was this what last night had been all about? How the hell had she managed to hook up with two more guys who wanted to make her their sex slave? Weren’t there any sane men left in the world?

  “I…ah…I just remembered I have an appointment today.” She grabbed her clothes, pulling them on quickly, covering herself from their eyes. “One of my suppliers is a dr–dropping by to demonstrate some new equipment.” She made a show of realizing the time and then continued to babble nervously about nonexistent work commitments as she picked up Alex’s clothes and handed them to him.

  “Sophie?” Alex asked with so much hurt and confusion in his tone that she wanted to apologize and throw herself back into his arms. How the fuck had she found herself in this position again? Learning to live without Malcolm had been hard. Would he have sent them here? To her shop? Was he trying to prove to her that all men considered her a potential sex slave? Did sex clubs prey on the poor little fat girl with low self-esteem?

  “I need you to go,” she said, trying not to sound hysterical. “I’ve got a really busy afternoon and then I need to get some sleep so that I can bake the bread on time tomorrow.” She continued to talk, excuse after excuse falling from her lips, each more ridiculous than the last.

  Adrian stood back, the expression on his face hard to read. He nodded once and then left the room. Her heart clenched in her chest, the pain making her eyes fill with tears. She wasn’t going to miss him. She wasn’t. She wouldn’t let herself.

  But just the thought of arriving at work tomorrow and not seeing him there waiting for her was almost more than she could bear. She’d considered him a friend, a close friend, and losing that was going to hurt even more.

  Alex climbed out of bed slowly, watching her with eyes that saw way too far into her soul. She felt exposed in a way she’d never felt before, not even when she’d been naked and sprawled across his lap last night.

  He moved to stand in front of her, his looming presence far more intimidating than she’d realized before. He brushed a knuckle under her eye, collecting the tear that had spilled despite her best efforts to hold it inside.

  “What did he do to you?”

  “He?” she asked, uncertain who Alex was referring to.

  “Your Dom. I know the reaction of an abused sub when I see it.”

  She shook her head. Hell, this man was Malcolm’s boss, and despite the anger she felt toward her ex-husband at this moment, she wasn’t going to let anyone think he’d been abusive during their marriage.

  “He didn’t abuse me. We just wanted different things.”

  “So you’re not kicking us out in a blind panic?”

  “Um…” She considered lying. She really did, but it was probably just quicker to tell him the truth. The man seemed to have a radar or something when it came to white lies. She took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and then tried to talk in a rational tone of voice. “I admit that learning that you own that club was a surprise, but it does suggest we don’t really have a future together. Last night was fun but maybe that’s where we should end it. I haven’t changed my mind about the whole Dom-sub thing and I never will. I’m obviously not the woman you’ve been looking for.”

  “Sophie, I don’t know what your ex-Dom told you, but there are many facets of the lifestyle. It’s different for everyone. If you’d just give us a chance, Adrian and I can explain what we want, what we were hoping to share with you, the type of relationship we were planning to build with you between us.”

  “Alex,” she said quietly, her heart clenching at the idea that she was likely throwing away her last chance at happiness. She seemed destined to continually pick the wrong guys. “I can’t do this again. Last
night was wonderful, but let’s just leave it at that. A happy memory. Nothing more.”

  At first she thought Alex was going to protest, perhaps even argue with her until she wore down and agreed to everything she’d refused to try with Malcolm. It had taken years to forget Malcolm’s incredible lovemaking, but instead of replacing those memories, she’d simply built more of the same. She wasn’t going to forget last night for a very, very long time.

  “I’m going to call you in three days.”

  It was a very firm statement of fact, so she didn’t even try to tell him not to. She had every intention of not answering the phone. Why drag out something that was doomed from the beginning?

  He leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. “If you don’t take my call I will stand in the middle of your shop and insist that you answer my questions face-to-face. Is that clear?”

  She raised her eyebrow at him, but had absolutely no doubt that he would follow through on his threat. She could just imagine how Nessie would react.

  Sophie nodded. “I’ll take your call, but I doubt you’ll like the answers.”

  “We’ll see,” he said with a small but confident smile as he pulled on his jeans and then left her bedroom.

  Sophie sank back onto the bed, flinching when she heard the soft knick of her front door closing behind Alex. It didn’t seem quite real. Yesterday morning had been ordinary and routine and the quiet life she’d lived for so long.

  She’d been happy. Well, mostly happy, so why on Earth did she feel like her last chance at having a family had just walked out the door? It was a silly notion. There were plenty of normal men out there.

  She’d get over the Copeland brothers. She’d gotten over Malcolm and they’d known each other far longer. She’d been fine once she got back into routine. Everything would go back to normal.

  If only she could convince herself that “normal” was still what she wanted.