The Dom Tests Her Serenity [Unchained Love 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  Swiftly he undressed her, and when she was naked he tied her hands and feet to the ropes of twisted streamers. If she really wanted to she could break them, but he felt reasonably sure she was happy with him and Josh right now. Only when she was secured did he click a pair of handcuffs around Josh’s wrists. He wanted Josh to be able to see everything that was done to Serena, because he knew that would be the most arousing thing possible to do to Josh. Far more erotic than paddling his ass.

  Then he removed Serena’s blindfold and turned her slowly around so she could see the bed, the streamers, Josh, and finally herself in a full-length mirror on the side wall. He moved her to the full extent of her restraints and asked Josh, “Why don’t you suck her nipples so I can put the nipple clamps on her?”

  He’d deliberately placed them so that Josh could only just reach her. He wanted them both straining to connect, desiring it, needing it, thus enhancing the power of the act itself. Serena pushed her breasts out toward Josh’s mouth. Josh pulled on his chains and stretched his neck, and Josh’s lips encompassed Serena’s first nipple. Pete watched, his own cock hardening painfully as Josh teased that tempting little bud. When Josh had to let go and wiggle his neck muscles, Pete carefully attached the first nipple clamp, tightening it until she squirmed and he knew she was on the delicious edge of pleasure/pain, determined tonight would bring Serena even bigger and better orgasms than their first time together.

  Pete saw how Josh’s pants were tented at the front and knew he was aroused, but it was time to put the jewelry on Serena’s second nipple. “The other one now, please, Serena and Josh.” Serena twisted to give Josh her breast, Josh stretched, and once again Pete watched as Josh’s mouth was filled with Serena’s pert nipple and areola.

  When Josh’s muscles were tired Pete affixed the second nipple clamp. He walked across the room to get the lube and the electric-blue butt plug. “Remember these?” he asked. Serena nodded. “Are you willing to be double fucked again?”

  “Yes.”

  “I chose these toys just for you. Remember how we walked around the adult store? These were the things I bought for you, for the three of us to play with together. I wanted us to have our own special toys,” said Pete, deliberately vocalizing his thought patterns back from that earlier day. He wasn’t sure how to express his love for her. All he could do was tell her as best he could and hope she understood.

  Pete nodded to Josh, and as Pete lubed her ass, gradually stretching the tissues, massaging and softening them, Josh told Serena he loved her. “You make me happy. As soon as I saw you I was attracted to you, but as I got to know you better that attraction turned to love. I was so happy at your birthday party, when you were finally of age and at last we could tell you we loved you and wanted you.”

  By the time Josh finished speaking, Pete had lubed the butt plug and pushed it inside her.

  “There’s one more thing that we bought for you today.” He held up the paddle, turning it so she could see the heart shape that would be imprinted on her ass. “You deserve a thorough spanking. You’re a damn troublesome woman. Not content with screaming the building down and trashing the hallway—which we had to clean up while half the community stood around laughing at us—you fucking ran away, frightening the shit out of us, then left us hanging for a week waiting until we were allowed to speak to you.”

  This was a very complicated situation. Pete knew he had to walk a fine line between establishing himself as Dom and Serena as sub, yet letting her know she was loved and accepted. He’d kept his voice firm but not cross or cold.

  Serena flashed him a scorchingly erotic look from under her eyelashes. Oh, she understood all right. “I thought you couldn’t spank someone wearing a butt plug?”

  “As long as the butt plug has a flange, and this one does, it’s fine, although I won’t be deliberately hitting the plug at all. Besides, you’ll clench those luscious butt muscles when I paddle you and will get extra pleasure from the plug then as well,” replied Pete.

  He walked over to Josh and rolled Josh’s sweater and shirt up into a thick band of fabric just under his arms, leaving most of his torso bare. Then he unbuckled Josh’s belt and unzipped his jeans. Keeping his eyes on Serena, he slowly lowered Josh’s pants, letting them fall around his ankles, covering the manacles.

  Serena’s eyes were huge and round. Her tongue flicked out to wet her bottom lip. Oh yeah, she was enjoying the show. Pete held Josh’s tighty-whities at the hips then inched them down, leaving his cock covered. Serena’s gaze never left Josh’s pelvis. Finally Pete pulled the underwear down, pushing it over Josh’s hips, letting Josh’s huge erection bounce free.

  Josh had quite a lot of body hair. He wasn’t furry by any means but had dark-brown hair on his chest and in a line to a thick nest of curls surrounding his cock. A cock that was standing upright away from his body, almost appearing as if it were trying to reach out to Serena.

  As Pete kept looking at her, she ran her tongue over her bottom lip then nibbled on it with her even white teeth. She was hot and willing. Time to move on with the program.

  “In my dungeon we follow the traffic light system. When I ask you how you’re feeling you may answer with one word only, followed by Sir. You say, ‘Green, Sir,’ if you’re enjoying the punishment and happy with it. You say ‘Orange, Sir,’ if you’re happy with the punishment but don’t want to continue it much longer or don’t want it to get any harder, and you may say, ‘Red, Sir,’ at any time you wish the games to stop. Once you call red everything stops. You can’t change your mind. Do you understand, Serena?”

  “Yes, I do understand. I’m familiar with the idea of traffic lights, and I’m ready to play.”

  He flicked the paddle out and swatted her ass. “Call me Sir in the dungeon.”

  Serena grinned at him and poked her tongue out. Behind him he heard a muffled laugh from Josh. Dammit! The little witch.

  Pete refused to allow his plan to be disturbed. He gave her another harder swat for being rude to him then stepped behind Josh and paddled his ass half a dozen times with his full strength. Big red heart prints appeared, overlapping on Josh’s ass. Then he turned Josh so Serena could see them. Hopefully it would arouse her even further.

  Pete paddled Josh’s upper thighs, making an overlapping pattern of hearts on them, then turned him so he could see the prints in the mirror. Finally he turned Josh back so he could watch Serena’s ass get paddled. One glance at Josh’s cock told him Josh wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer if he had any more personal stimulation.

  Serena had seen him working on Josh, which should have left her wet and ready. He hoped so. Now he moved behind her again and made a picture of four hearts on each ass cheek. He swiped his hand over her ass and it was warm but not hot. Then he drove his fingers into her cunt. Now that was hot and very wet indeed.

  He held his fingers up to her nose. “Smell yourself. Rich, womanly, exotic. Have you ever tasted yourself?”

  Serena blushed a fiery red, a response he definitely hadn’t expected, and whispered, “Once.”

  He lifted the paddle and hit her thigh. “Say, ‘Once, Sir.’”

  “Once, Sir.”

  “Try it again. Breathe in your scent. Note the flavors.” He placed his fingers at her nose again while she inhaled then slid one finger into her mouth. With a truly wicked look, she rounded her lips and sucked the finger exactly as a woman sucks a man’s cock. Incorrigible.

  He stepped over to Josh and let him smell the fingers then taste her, too, before returning to the table where he’d set out the toys and picking up a tiny jar. “You will only use this when you are with us. I want the contrast of the rich earthiness of the real you with this amber scent from Hermès. L’Ambre des Merveilles,” he said in passable French, “a mixture of vanilla, patchouli, and labdanum. A naughty adult fragrance for you to use when we three are together.”

  Using his other hand he dabbed a tiny amount of the perfume behind her ears then let her smell the vial.


  “Omar said I wasn’t to uncuff you until you’d agreed to mate with us both. The date will be three days after the first lasting snowfall. I need a decent thickness of snow for my plans. Do you agree?”

  Josh cleared his throat.

  “We do love you sincerely and freely choose to mate with you. I’m not saying it’s Omar’s idea but that we have his approval,” Pete clarified, grateful for the reminder to verbalize his thoughts from Josh. Why were women so much more complicated than men? Or was it just Serena who was complicated?

  “Flowers, handblown glass, and perfume. What, no chocolate?” teased Serena.

  This time Josh didn’t try to hide his laugh.

  “Fuck it, woman, you’re torturing us. Yes, there is chocolate. Sort of. But it’s over by the bed for later,” said Pete.

  “Chocolate, too. In that case, how can I say no?” answered Serena, a grin splitting her face in two, her eyes sparkling shards of amber and green in the light.

  “I ought to paddle you some more. Or maybe whip you.”

  “Promises, promises.”

  This time Pete laughed as well as Josh. He undid Josh’s handcuffs and manacles, leaving him to remove the tangled clothing from his chest and feet, and turned and cut the streamers binding Serena’s wrists and ankles. He cut them next to her skin. He’d take them down from the chains later.

  He swept her into his arms then and kissed her lips. She was delicious, warm, ripe, curvy, all woman, and tasted so fine, with a hint of her essence on her mouth. He stepped across to the mattress and laid her down then moved aside and shucked his clothing as fast as he could, kicking his shoes off and leaving everything where it fell. Then he kneeled beside her and gently tweaked the nipple clamps.

  “Are your nipples hot and hungry? Does your ass feel full?”

  She nodded, for once no smart remarks accompanying the action. Maybe she was as eager to fuck as he was. Judging by the size of Josh’s cock, he was ready, too.

  He turned her onto her side, facing Josh, and nodded.

  “I’ve been dying for this ever since that night in the hotel. Nothing is better than your hot, wet cunt,” said Josh.

  As Josh entered her, Pete kneeled behind her, teasing her with the butt plug. Pete lubed his aching dick then removed the plug and lifted her upper leg high. At the same time he slid his lower leg under everyone’s bodies so it was against the mattress. Only when Josh gasped, “I’m in,” did he push his cock at her rear entry. He pushed and wiggled, working his way through the tight ring of muscle, then his cock slid all the way inside, until his balls were tight against her hot, round ass. Damn, it felt good. As always he could feel Josh’s cock right there, on the other side of the thin barrier. This was truly uniting the three of them as one family. When he and Josh shared a woman they were genuinely one flesh, one body, their hearts beating together.

  He gripped her hips tightly and he and Josh began sliding out together then pushing in together. They were all very aroused, so the chances of them lasting long were not high. However this time he hoped they really would be able to fuck several times tonight, and besides the dungeon door was locked. Although he wouldn’t put it past Serena to get out if she really wanted to. Hopefully she was happy with them now. He’d done his best to explain he loved her, and she sure seemed willing right now. Her ass was gripping him so tightly he could hardly pump in and out of her.

  He smoothed his hands up and down over her hips. They were rounded and womanly, but he could feel her bones and muscles under her skin. He liked that. Ultrathin women looked good in movies, but in real life he wanted a Serena. A real woman with curves and muscles who could run as a cougar and fuck with gusto as a human.

  Serena was making happy little noises as they fucked, and his ears seemed to be connected straight to his dick as it twitched and throbbed inside her in time to her moans. He really wasn’t going to last much longer and Josh’s face was tense, which indicated he was only holding on by a thread, too. So Pete slid his hands up higher until they cupped her breasts, his knuckles pressed into Josh’s chest. First he gently caressed the undersides of her breasts and then he reached for the nipple clips, tugging on them gently then more firmly. Serena groaned and her ass gripped his cock like a vise as she exploded around him.

  Heat bathed the wall between her pussy and her ass as Josh came, then his own control splintered as his cock pumped stream after stream of cum into her butt. He still touched her nipples, teasing them, pulling on them, and Serena continued to ripple and quake all around them. Finally she collapsed, limp in their arms, and only then did he move his hands back to her hips and press kisses to her shoulder.

  Carefully he pulled out of her and went to a tub he’d pushed under a bench in the corner of the room. He took out a Ziploc bag with some damp washcloths and grabbed a towel so they could all get cleaned up. He took off the nipple clamps and put them away in the box, sucking her tips until he was sure the blood was flowing through them properly again. Then he lay back down on the bed and pulled the blanket over them all. He wrapped an arm tight around her waist. He told himself it was to make sure she didn’t run away again, but he really knew it was because he couldn’t bear not to hold her, even if she fell asleep.

  * * * *

  Josh knew he should have been blissfully happy snuggled up in bed with Serena and Pete, but he couldn’t relax. Sure, the sex had gone well, but it had last time, too, and look what had happened when he woke up.

  Besides, there was all the trouble about Galen coming back, Omar and Larry closeted away in endless meetings, the panthers worrying about their women, even Nicholas and Curtis moving onto the adjacent land.

  What if the movie studio meant strangers were able to wander anywhere on Carnal Connections’ property? What if it wouldn’t be safe anymore for the women to go on their weekly run? They liked to go alone without the men, to do their own run at their own pace. He knew they were sensible and stayed away from the boundaries, but that wasn’t the point. The fact was, if strangers could access their land from the movie studio, how would he know Serena was safe?

  And what about all the fucking wolves? Larry was a wolf. So were Kurt, Nicholas, Tor, and now Raegan, who had turned out to be Tor’s father. Suddenly there were five wolves in the panther pack. Even though Autumn had mated with Nicholas, a wolf, and Curtis, who was human, Josh wasn’t convinced mixing panthers and wolves was a good thing. Raegan seemed as if he were an honorable man, as did all the others, but who knew really what they’d be like in a crisis?

  Then there was David. Leticia wanted him to be nice, wanted him to be her doting brother, and JB said he was working hard. But JB was only a human. A rogue panther like David could easily hide his real personality from a mere human. David could be planning anything at all. With Drew and Charlie maybe, or with Galen, or with the whole damn lot of them.

  Life should be perfect and happy and joyous. He was lying here with his wonderful Serena in his arms, having just fucked her brains out. And having had his own brains fucked out, too.

  But there were too many things going on. Too many possible dangers and too much potential evil surrounding them for him to rest.

  He half expected someone to break down the door and tell him something had gone wrong. He just couldn’t relax. He couldn’t believe he was going to achieve a happy ending.

  Chapter Six

  Serena woke gradually, aware of hot bodies plastered to her skin front and back. Oh yes. Pete and Josh. They’d given her flowers, and that beautiful panther figurine, and nipple clamps, and handed that sex toy to Verity…But most of all they’d told her they loved her. They’d apologized for not saying the words, for misleading her unintentionally, and they’d told her they loved her. In front of everyone, which took courage. And balls! Which was so good because no matter how often she’d tried to tell herself she didn’t love them anymore, that she’d find her true Prince Charming, the facts remained that she did love them, she did want them, and her first impressions had been right th
at they were caring and honorable men. They just didn’t understand women at all.

  And really, she should have thought of that. There were so few shape-shifter women compared to the number of men. It was only natural the men socialized with each other and didn’t grow up knowing much about women. She should have remembered how she’d had to demonstrate the effect of fuck-me heels on them. They truly needed help with the basics of Understanding Females 101.

  But they loved her. That was all that mattered, because she loved them. Although guiding them through Understanding Females 201 and 301 might be a lot of fun.

  And perhaps she needed to remember that she wasn’t five years old anymore. No one was going to come in the middle of the night and say her mother had been killed. She and Verity and her father had survived. They’d forged a new bond, made a family without their mother, and gone on together. She was an adult now, legally an adult, and ought to remember that when things go wrong, an adult deals with whatever has happened, rebuilds her life, and goes forward.

  She wiggled her ass and there was a very large erection behind her. She pushed out her breasts and scraped her nipples over a lightly haired chest. She’d enjoyed the nipple clips. The slight shards of pain when her clamped nipples were teased were like a direct line to her cunt, making it cream. Paddling her ass worked the same. She was looking forward to trying out more BDSM toys. She rather thought she was going to enjoy the power of being a sub, pushing the boundaries to bring on the kind of pleasure/pain that would enhance her orgasms, as well as the utter and complete freedom of handing her life over to someone else for a while.

  “Ah, someone’s awake at last,” said Josh, stroking his hand over her hip.