by Jane Jamison
She did as he’d told her and spread her legs to keep steady. “Please, sir, spank me again.”
Another moment of hesitation came and went. She wished they wouldn’t hesitate. It was her choice whether or not to trust them and she did. She had no real reason to do so, but she did. Even if there were more mistakes, they’d take care of her.
And they’d all end up learning.
Hadn’t her Nana told her that people learn more from mistakes than from doing things right? She trusted her Nana more than anything. Right now, more than William and Gage. That might change later, the more time they spent together.
At last, Gage spanked her again. The blow was harder and followed by another one.
“Good girl.” He slid his palm over the spot where he’d struck her. “I love seeing your pale skin turn pink.”
“And the way her flesh ripples.” William’s hand fondled her other butt cheek. “That’s one hell of a sweet sight.”
She couldn’t see them, not with her hair falling in her face, but she heard the delight in their voices.
So far, so good.
“Okay, darlin’, show me what you can do.” Gage moved in front of her, took her by the hair, and lifted her head. His cock, huge and curved at the end, pointed at her face.
She licked her lips. Pre-cum glistened with the rays of the setting sun and purple veins ran the length of it.
“Are you hungry for a different kind of meat?”
She smiled then, remembering how Gage had talked of meat earlier. “I sure am.” She let out a yelp when yet another spank came. “Yellow, sir.”
“Damn it.”
“It’s okay, William, sir. I’m just making sure you know. Just in case.” She craned her head around and saw the worry on his face. “It’s okay. Keep going, sir.”
“Are you green to suck my cock?”
She came back to Gage and reached for his cock. Wrapping her palm around his length gave her a sense of joy and power. Too often people believed the woman, the submissive, had no say in what went on. But in a good Dom/sub relationship, they both held the power. She wanted to please Gage, and in return, he wanted to please her.
Flicking her tongue over the end, she waited until she heard his groan, then covered the tip with her mouth. He thrust forward, driving his cock farther inside. But she was ready, taking it all as he pushed it to the back of her throat. Moving his hips, he set up an easy, smooth rhythm. Holding onto his cock and then cupping his balls, she stayed centered, giving her the freedom to please him with a flash of her tongue and the hollowing of her cheeks.
William spanked her again, yet instead of removing his hand, he slipped his other hand around to finger her pussy folds apart. She tensed, suddenly remembering she was alone with them. They’d expect her to go further. What man wouldn’t?
“Is there something wrong? What’s your color?”
She realized she’d stopped sucking on Gage’s dick and started again. “Green.” But was she really green?
Oh, God, it feels so good.
William rubbed against her clit, making her wetter and wetter the faster he stroked her. The rocking motion she made as she drew Gage’s cock inside, then released it, increased the friction of William’s hand on her clit.
The heat between her legs morphed into something more, a driving power surging through her body, moving at breakneck speed. She hadn’t let the men she’d dated get that far, but she was glad she’d let William. The thin line between pain and ecstasy increased. She wanted to stop. She wanted to go further. To give herself to them as she’d never given herself to anyone.
Questions, answers, confusion reigned in her mind as she struggled, for the first time in her life truly conflicted. It would feel so good to give in, to finally experience the full pleasure of a Dom/sub relationship. To give them what she’d never given any man before. That would give them the ultimate gift, the part of her she’d reserved for the special man in her life. Had she found two of them?
William went to his knees beside her. His kisses and nibbles feathered over her flesh. He kept rubbing her, driving her closer and closer to the time when she’d no longer be able to stop. His other hand found her breast and fondled it, pinching and twisting her nipple to give her just the right amount of pleasure.
“You feel so good. So wet. Stay still.”
She was too intent on pleasing Gage to notice anything until William took his hand away.
“Get on your knees, sub.”
She did as William ordered her to, losing her hold on Gage, then taking it back once she was on her knees. Gage’s fingers tunneled into her hair, holding her to him.
William eased around to her back, then slid his fingers between her butt cheeks, and played with the tight rings of her anus. She tensed, unsure whether to stop them. Not wanting to stop them.
Was she leading them on? Would they think her a tease once she turned down real sex?
When William’s hand left her ass, she was both relieved and disappointed. That disappointment, however, was gone as soon as he’d pushed her legs farther apart to squeeze his shoulders between them.
She let out a cry as William’s mouth found her clit. Her body shuddered as his tongue ravished her, then flicked over the seam of her pussy.
I’m letting them go too far. I should stop them before it’s too late.
But, oh God, I want them so much.
The orgasm hit her just as William captured her clit and sucked it into his mouth. A moment later and Gage was digging his fingers into her hair harder than ever. She was unprepared, too caught up in her own moment of release to recognize that Gage was about to blow.
His cum shot into her mouth as her orgasm erupted. She drank in as much as she could, then pulled away. She reached down, and taking William’s head between her hands, kept his mouth to her pussy.
She couldn’t control anything any longer. Trapped in the throes of her climax, she closed her eyes and tried to remain on her knees. But the climax tore through her, ridding her of any chance of remaining upright. Gage had moved away and all she could do was to crumple to the ground.
Lying on her back, she had no energy to fight it when Gage came back, his jeans zipped up. He took her arms and pulled them above her head.
“That was the best, darlin’, but I think William got the short end of the stick.” His hand encompassed both her wrists, but he didn’t press down. “I wish we’d brought something to tie you up.”
William pushed her legs apart. His jeans were pushed down and his cock was just as big and as amazing as his brother’s. “Fuck me, sub. I’ll do my best to make you come again.”
She struggled, not against them, but against her conviction. They were so perfect, so hot, with their hard bodies rippling with strong muscles. Yet it wasn’t just their bodies she liked. But still, was she ready?
“Red.”
William had his cock pressed against the opening of her pussy when his gaze jerked to hers. “Red?”
“Red,” she said again.
Gage was as surprised as his brother. “Why? Did we fuck up?” He turned her wrists loose.
Embarrassment flooded her. They had to think she was strange. Why would any woman stop after all they’d done? How could she explain herself without telling them she was a virgin?
She was about to remind them that her pussy and asshole were off-limits, when William gave her the way out.
“Oh, I get it. You’re teaching us to stop when you say red. It’s a test.” He fell back, away from her. With a grimace, he started to tuck his cock inside his jeans. “Can’t say I like it much.”
“That’s fucking cold.” Gage knelt at her head and glared down at her.
“It doesn’t matter. Having to stop at any notice once your sub has said red is an important thing to learn. It’s your responsibility to listen to how far your sub wants to go. Good job, guys.” She couldn’t blame them for being upset and angry. Although what she’d said was true, it was still cold leaving Wil
liam hot and ready.
After getting her clothes back on, she reached out and took his cock in her hand. “Let me pleasure you like I did Gage. Please, sir.” She didn’t wait for his answer. Taking his cock, she put her mouth over it and hollowed her cheeks.
William moaned, then took hold of her breasts. “That’s not what I wanted, but it’s damn good. Ah, yeah. Suck harder.”
She did her best for him, whipping her tongue around his cock, cupping his balls, pulling out everything she knew about giving a man a blow job. When his hips started moving back and forth, she knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
William tasted as good as his brother. Both of them were tangy, yet musky, with William’s cock having an extra touch of sweetness. She pumped him, loving having his cock fill her mouth. His grunts of pleasure were her reward.
When he came, he let loose, gripping her by the shoulders. He roared out his release, pushing her away a moment before it would’ve spilled into her mouth and down her throat.
Although Gage had stayed back while she’d pleasured William, he, too, let out a yell. “Fuck!”
She twisted around, ready to ask him if he’d gotten off by watching them, and clapped a hand over her mouth. She shouldn’t. It was wrong of her, but holding back her laughter was too hard.
William laughed along with her as Gage took off running. A goat raced after him, snapping quick bites at Gage’s butt. From the flap of material hanging off his jeans, the goat had already gotten in a good nip. Suddenly, Gage whirled around, planted his feet, and started clapping and yelling at the goat. The frightened goat skidded to a stop a couple of feet away.
“Fuckin’ A. Thanks for the help, you two.”
She couldn’t help but goad him a little. “Are you saying red to the goat, Gage?”
The goat’s ears flicked forward before it turned to look back at Eva Marie and William. Letting out a plaintive wail, the goat spun around and charged toward them.
“Not so damn funny now, is it?” called Gage.
William grabbed her hand, pulled her to the fence, and lifted her over it. He jumped it a moment before the goat reached out to bite him, then pushed against her back to get her moving again.
“Why are we still running?” Yet she knew why.
“Are you kidding me? My brother just got his ass bitten by a goat. Sticking around is not a good idea.”
“He won’t do anything to the poor goat, will he?” She tried to glance back over her shoulder, but William’s pace wouldn’t let her.
“Naw. He’s gruff but he’d never hurt an animal. Even if it did take a chunk of him. Keep moving.”
They were inside the house by the time Gage was gingerly climbing over the fence. “He looks even angrier than usual.”
“Yeah. That’s what I figured.” William took another look at Gage, then sat down at the table. “Don’t worry about him. He’s got a tough hide. But I need to ask. Was it a test?”
“Was what a test? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Come on. I thought a submissive wasn’t supposed to lie to her Doms.”
Gage was just entering the house when she turned and leaned her back against the kitchen countertop, determined to face William head-on. Gage scowled, then eased against the opposite wall.
“Take a seat, man.”
“No thanks. I’d rather stand.”
She and William did a lousy job of covering their smiles. But hers didn’t last long, knowing William wouldn’t let the matter drop.
“So? Eva Marie, was that a test to make sure we’d stop?” His blue gaze seared into her. “Or was it something else?”
If he thought omitting information was lying, then she was. But she couldn’t tell them. And why should she have to? It wasn’t as though they were really her Doms. They were learning how to be Doms. To someone else.
What we did was nothing serious. Just like with Belinda.
“I needed to make sure you’d stop when I needed you to. Trust is important in a Dom/sub relationship.” That was the way to go. She’d use the excuse of helping them learn to cover. No way could she tell them the truth. Finding out she was a virgin would more than likely either turn them on or freak them out.
He doesn’t believe me.
She swallowed, then put her back to them. There was no mistaking William’s expression. Unlike Gage, who could hide what he was thinking behind an unexpressive mask, William was an open book.
She needed to get them out of the house before she broke down and told them. “Guys, it was a great afternoon and I really appreciate all the food.”
“But?” Gage backed his butt into the wall, then grimaced and lurched forward.
“But I need to get ready for work.”
“Already? It’s early yet.” William was reaching for a way to stay. “You could tell us more about the club and its members. Like who to avoid besides Belinda.”
She hated hearing Belinda’s name and felt guilty about having talked about her. What did she care if Belinda got her hooks in them? With or without money, the Langham brothers were a catch for any woman. But, damn it all, she did care.
“Sorry. I’ve got some things I need to get done before I have to work.”
“At least let us help you clean up.” William came to his feet, but she moved into his way, blocking him from the back door.
Just pressing her palm against him was enough to remind her how good it had felt to have his powerful hands cupping her breasts as he ate her out. As her gaze shifted away from William’s chiseled jaw and onto Gage’s lean, hard body, she almost changed her mind.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it soon enough. You two better get back and finish up your chores.” She pushed away from William like he was a rock wall she’d been climbing. “I’ll see you later, okay?”
If Gage knew she was trying to get rid of them, he didn’t show it. But William’s suspicions oozed out of him. Still, he wasn’t one to push.
“Okay. Sure. We’ll see you then.”
She let them take the lead toward the front door. Once there, she turned her head at the last moment, changing their kisses from heated ones on her lips to sweet ones pressed to her cheeks. The two kinds of kisses were miles apart and yet, each of them gave her its own special zing.
They sauntered down the front porch, with Gage moving a bit stiffly, and mounted their horses. All at once, she was thrown back in time and could easily imagine the two amazing cowboys who’d stopped by to court her.
They were perfect visions of the Old West when men were rugged and ready to protect their woman with their last breath. They sat their horses as confident men, strong and tall in the saddle. But they weren’t from years past. Instead, they were modern men with a need to find a woman who’d give them everything they wanted.
She returned their farewell waves as they put their horses’ heads back down the road and gave them free rein.
Am I that woman? Can I give them what they want?
Chapter Six
“Got a problem, Gage?”
William kicked his horse into a faster pace, getting away from his brother, who’d likely punch him. While the goat hadn’t taken too big a chunk out of Gage’s butt, he’d managed to nip him a good one. His brother kept squirming in his saddle and cussing under his breath.
“Fuck off.”
“What’d I say? Just figured I should check on you. After all, a man’s brother doesn’t get butt-nipped by a goat every day.”
Another string of curse words came and went. He didn’t turn around. If he did, he’d just end up face-first with his brother’s middle finger flipping him off.
“Come on, Gage. You should count yourself lucky.”
Gage pulled his mount alongside William’s horse. “I know I’ll regret asking, but how do you figure?”
“The goat could’ve bitten your cock.”
“Fuck off again.”
This time he didn’t avoid the one finger wave. “What do you think rea
lly happened?”
“I turned my back on a damn goat.”
“Naw, man. I’m talking about why Eva Marie stopped when it was getting really hot.”
Talking about Eva Marie at least took Gage’s mind off the wound in his ass long enough to settle him in his seat. “It was a test. At least that’s what you said.”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t sure. It felt like something else was going on.”
“Like what?”
He didn’t get irritated often, but if anyone could irritate him, it was Gage. “If I knew what it was, I wouldn’t be asking.”
“Beats the hell out of me.”
“And there was the other thing.”
“What other thing?”
He hated it whenever Gage played dumb. He knew damn well what he was talking about. But it was useless to call him on it. He’d just get his back up and shut down. “About Belinda. You saw the way she reacted. Almost like she was jealous of her.”
“And that would be a bad thing?”
“Naw. But it was definitely an interesting reaction.”
“I thought she just put on shows and didn’t do scenes. Surely she’s known men who did scenes with other women.”
“We don’t know that.” He had to be careful and not get ahead of himself. Sometimes his optimistic attitude came back to bite him in the butt. Bite him in the butt. He choked down a laugh at his turn of phrase. Gage wouldn’t care for his humor.
“She’s jealous. Makes sense to me.” For the first time since leaving Eva Marie’s house, Gage put on a smile.
“Yeah. It does.” He smiled, too, then started whistling a favorite tune.
It meant something if Eva Marie was jealous of Belinda. Something good.
“You think she’d ever be our submissive?”
They’d discussed it before, but neither one of them had come right out and asked the question. “She’s never been anyone’s sub, so why would she do it now?”
“She’s never helped a man learn the ropes, either. I asked Paul.”
He hadn’t known Gage had checked into Eva Marie’s past. “Now that is interesting. But it also brings up another question. If that’s true, then why’d Paul choose her to work with us?”
