by Avery Gale
Kyle thanked Tank and Regi for all they’d done for Tobi, and as he’d expected them to, they both shrugged him off. “Micah will be overseeing the administration of Mary’s punishment. After that, she is suspended for thirty days so make a note in her file.” He’d seen them both flinch and knew they were thinking the punishment Mary was about to receive wasn’t going to be a walk in the park. “Regi, if it’s still raining when you close up, please stay in one of the guest cottages. We don’t want you driving in this weather.” She smiled at him and nodded as he and Kent moved toward Tobi.
Tank surprised them by brushing her hair off her face before they could pick her up. “She is a sweetheart. Hell, before she fell asleep she told me she even likes football. God, she’s perfect, just like Regi.” Kyle laughed because Regi had rolled her eyes at the big man standing next to her, but she had also leaned over and hugged him. Damn, they really needed to get to work on figuring out how to market Tank’s charm.
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Kent bent down, scooped their sleeping beauty up into his arms, and was rewarded when her soft breath brushed against his neck. He knew she hadn’t even opened her eyes, but she had sighed his name and he’d leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Yes, sweetness. We’re going to take you upstairs now. Go back to sleep, baby.” Kent hadn’t missed the significance of the fact she had instinctively known he and Kyle apart, and it pleased him more than it probably should have.
They cut through a series of back hallways to avoid the main room because he didn’t want Tobi to wake up and see the scene he knew was being played out there. Micah would have made an announcement to the members so anyone who didn’t want to watch could move to another part of the club. This was one of the parts of owning a BDSM club that neither he nor his brother liked. They were happy to have an excuse to avoid supervising this punishment, and they damned well didn’t want Tobi exposed to it. If she became their sub, they would be very careful what she was allowed to see in the club. Hell, they and all the other male staff members were careful what Regi saw, even if they didn’t let the little hellion know they were protecting her.
After Kyle had pressed in the code, the elevator’s doors slid shut and he looked over at Kent and Tobi. “Hello, kitten. Are you enjoying your chariot ride in Kent’s arms?” Kent couldn’t see her face but it suddenly felt very warm against his neck so he’d bet she was blushing again. Damn, she just may prove to be the most precious gift mom has ever given us.
Walking into the large master bath, Kent sat Tobi on the counter and saw her wince. Christ, I can’t believe we left that fucking plug in her for so long. Fucking hell, I’m not sure we deserve her trust. “I’m sorry, sweetness, we didn’t intend for you to wear that plug for so long.” Kent heard Kyle’s curse from behind him and chuckled because it was obvious his brother had forgotten that particular detail as well.
Tobi looked at him with something between curiosity and concern before inquiring, “What happened to those two women and the men they were supposed to be with? They didn’t get in too much trouble did they? I’ve dealt with their kind for a long time, so I am used to it. Honestly, I probably wouldn’t have even mentioned it to you.” Kent had to fight back his sudden urge to shake her. Wouldn’t have mentioned it? What the hell?
Thank heavens Kyle stepped forward and unwrapped the blanket from around her before untying the halter and lifting the dress over her head. “That would have been a huge mistake, kitten. We want to know if anything is bothering you, and that would certainly include being the subject of vindictive words from women who are jealous of our interest in you.” He smiled at her slight shiver at being exposed and leaned down and moved her dress aside before circling first one and the other nipple with his tongue. He hummed in satisfaction as he blew small puffs of air over the wet peaks, causing them to draw up even tighter. “Actually we’re going to require that kind of ‘full disclosure’ if you get my drift, kitten.” Kyle laid her down on the counter. “Pull your legs up and apart.”
Kent started the water in the shower and then stepped back to help her get into position. At his nod, Kyle sealed his lips over Tobi’s. Kent knew the kiss was a distraction and quickly took advantage of the opportunity to pull the plug from her tender rear hole and set it aside to clean later. “Come on, sweetness, the warm water will be good for your sore muscles. Sleeping in that chair couldn’t have been comfortable for you.”
Tobi’s soft moans of delight as the warm water slid over her tired muscles were quickly making both Kent and Kyle hard. And when her dainty little hands slid up their bare chests they both groaned. “You promised…you aren’t going to back out because of those two women are you?” Kent was pleased that she’d given up finding out what had taken place in regards to those two, but he doubted the subject would stay dead and buried indefinitely.
“No way, baby. You are much too fuckable to ignore. But let us take care of you a bit first, alright? Not everything went like we’d planned tonight and a part of our need to care for you is as much for our own benefit as it is for you—so indulge us a bit, okay?” Kent felt her muscles relaxing beneath his hands as he kneaded her shoulders. He moved her toward the glass wall and pressed her against it. Her gasp when her nipples made contact with the cool glass made him smile. “What’s the matter, sweetness?”
“Nothing, just a bit of a surprise. But your hands are working magic on my back. I’m worried about melting into a puddle of goo. Oh God!” Kent smiled at her reaction when he’d pressed himself against her backside. He’d pressed his rigid length into the crack of her ass as he slid his hand around in front of her. He used one arm to wrap around her waist and anchor her to his chest while the other hand slid between the slick folds of her sex. Sliding his fingers through her heat as the warm water pulsed around them was beyond erotic. Tobi didn’t seem to have any inkling of how truly sensual she was and that genuineness was a magnet to everyone who met her.
“How does that feel, sweetness? Tell me what it feels like when I tease your clit.”
The words, in her whispered breath, stole his control. “Please, Sir, I need you.” Kent forgot that he’d demanded she tell him how it felt. Hell, he probably wouldn’t have been able to tell you his own name. His entire body was drowning in his desperate desire to sink deep inside her. Kyle handed him a small packet and Kent groaned in relief. Tearing the package apart using his teeth, Kent quickly sheathed himself and pushed her legs apart with his thigh. “Arch your back just a bit and let me in. I wanted to wait but I can’t—I want you too desperately.” Her instant compliance was all the permission he needed and he slid in fast and deep. Leaning forward so his mouth was pressed against her ear, Kent just breathed her in for several seconds. The walls of her vagina were flexing and rippling around him and he needed several seconds for them both to adjust. “Fuck me. You are so tight. And your body is surrounding me with a heat that is nearly scorching in its intensity, sweetness. You have unraveled every bit of my control.”
“No. Please. Master. No control. I need you to make me forget my fears. I want this…I need this.” Tobi’s words were gasped out and the perfect spark to the explosive need Kent had been trying to hold back. Every bit of his consciousness was overtaken by a relentless yearning to fuck the woman in his arms hard and fast, and any effort he had been making to hold back evaporated to join the steam surrounding them.
“Hang on, sweet girl, because this is going to be fast and furious. I promise slow and sweet—next time.” There just weren’t any more words to say, well at least none more important than finding his pleasure inside his woman. Sliding in and out of her lush body and making sure she was enjoying it as much as he was became his entire reason for living at this moment. Everything—every soft sigh, every gentle touch, every electrical impulse that raced up his spine before settling in his testicles was centered in this woman’s satisfaction. He felt her body shudder just before she came apart. He managed two more strokes before he followed her over the edge of a canyon that was fil
led to the brim with sweet ecstasy.
A part of Kent’s soul knew he’d just made a lifetime connection, but it was standing a long way behind the part that was singing the Halleluiah Chorus like a gospel singer in tent revival-mode. Tobi’s scream when she’d found her own release was still echoing off the tiled walls of the shower and Kent was thrilled he’d managed to outlast her, even if it had only been by mere seconds. “Sweetness, you undo me.”
The truth was he felt like he’d been run over by a truck loaded with bricks. She had leveled him once again with a single orgasm. He was worried his knees were going to fold and he didn’t want to take her to the floor with him. He turned and was grateful to see Kyle standing close ready to take her into his arms. “Come here, kitten, I want to get you washed and into bed before I succumb to the same fate as my brother and risk us all drowning in this shower.” Kent felt himself chuckle, which was a miracle because right at this moment he couldn’t even feel his damned toes because his entire body felt like he’d been hit by a lightning bolt.
Chapter Ten
Watching Kent fuck Tobi with wild abandon in the shower had mesmerized Kyle. He’d stood rooted in place and had barely been able to breathe. Holy hell, he hadn’t even wanted to blink for fear he’d miss some small detail of the pleasure he saw moving through her ever-changing expressions. The sweet sounds she made alone had almost made him take his cock in his own hand. When she’d finally let go at Kent’s command, Kyle’s knees had almost folded. Thank God her scream had bounced around the tiled enclosure and jarred him back into the moment. He’d tease her about that later because he wasn’t sure any of them would ever hear quite right again.
Seeing how devastated Kent looked had made him smile also because his brother had a reputation among subs for always being the last Dom standing. Pulling her sated body against his had felt perfect and he quickly pressed his lips against her ear and whispered words of encouragement and praise because he knew Kent would have done it, but right now his brother seemed to be fighting to just stay upright.
Kyle made short work of shampooing and conditioning her long hair before using the sweet-smelling shower gel that Regi had sent up for her earlier. By the time he was ready to rub his hands over every inch of her delectable body she had recovered enough to stand on her own. He was grateful because it allowed him a much better view of the landscape his hands were currently mapping in exquisite detail. The bubbles from the soap ran in sexy rivers around the curves of her breasts as they slid toward her pussy where they disappeared into the same sweet spot he wanted to shove his cock, which was bobbing in enthusiasm. “You are so beautiful, kitten. And it’s a beauty that radiates from your core all the way up to the surface. Watching you charm each and every person that you met this evening kept Kent and I both completely entranced. We couldn’t keep our eyes off you. I’ve never walked through the club and not cared about a single thing that was happening around me, but it happened over and over tonight. Nothing mattered but you, and seeing the shattered look on your face when Noelle led you out of the lounge made me heartsick.” If she was theirs, Kyle vowed he’d spend his life trying to prevent that expression from ever crossing her face again. The disillusionment had made her usually vibrant green eyes a dull moss color that was devoid of the light that usually sparkled all around her.
“I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t let those things get to me because by reacting I’m giving power to their words, but they seemed to zero in on the worst of my fears. I’ve always been amazed at how cruel women can be to one another in the midst of all their chatter about sisterhood and all that phony-baloney stuff.” Kyle couldn’t agree more, he’d often wondered how women could profess to support one another all the while they were undermining the efforts of their family, friends, and colleagues.
“Don’t ever apologize for the way you feel, kitten. Our hope is that over time you’ll become confident enough to confront those situations head-on. But until then never doubt that we have your back, okay?” He rinsed her thoroughly and pulled her out of the shower so he could blot her glowing skin dry with a bath sheet. Kyle had always loved the post-orgasmic flush that no woman could begin to fake. It was just one of the ways a Dom could always tell when a sub was trying to force their own response or was just out-and-out faking a release she hadn’t had. Tobi was positively glowing and it made her even more beautiful.
He’d seen Doms come completely apart at the seams if a sub they were scening with tried to fake an orgasm. Kyle had looked on as Micah had risked his cover while they had been on a mission in Germany so he could rescue a sub that was being whipped by her Master for faking an orgasm. The sub had been so frightened of the sadist that she would have never been able to find a sexual release. The Dom had been relentless because he’d had an audience and he couldn’t find his way around his own ego to provide the woman what she had needed in order to come.
Micah’s dad had been career Air Force and they’d lived all over the world so his German was nearly as good as his English…and French…and Italian. He had been able to intercede without causing too much of an incident and after buying the man a few drinks, Micah had managed to make him forget all about the woman whose friends had quickly hustled her away from the club. During late night bullshit sessions over beer and pizza, the three of them had often wondered what had become of that traumatized young woman. Kyle hoped she had been able to find a safe, sane, and consensual way to continue playing if that was what it took to fulfill her sexually. But he seriously doubted she’d ever been brave enough to try again.
Kyle had let Tobi comb out and dry her hair while he lit candles in the bedroom and turned down the bed. What Kent had given her in the shower helped to take the edge off for her, and he hoped that would help her relax and enjoy being made love to in a way that would bind the other half of her sexuality to them. One of the things their dads had told them about women was that you had to feed both sides of their needs. Kyle remembered Dad Dean’s words, “Women are much more complicated and interesting than we are. Their sexuality is multi-faceted and always evolving. If you want to satisfy a woman you need to touch her mind and her body, because either one alone isn’t enough.”
Over the years Kyle had come to appreciate that advice more and more, and he had a feeling it was about to become some of the most valuable help he’d ever been given about women. By the time Tobi was finished, Kent had dried and they walked out of the bathroom together. The sight of her walking naked with her skin still dewy from her shower and her hair flowing all around her shoulders was breathtaking. With the light from all the candles he’d lit reflecting off the lightest shades of her hair, she looked like she was surrounded by a halo of glowing light befitting an angel. “Jesus, Joseph, and Mary, you are so beautiful I have trouble forming words because my brain is short circuiting.” He held open his arms and was pleased when she walked directly into his embrace.
Kyle just held her in his arms for long seconds until he could feel her relaxing into his embrace. She felt perfect against him despite the large disparity in their heights. He let his hands caress slow circles over her back and smiled when she moaned in pleasure. Leaning down, he picked her up and walked to the bed, placing her in the center before lying down alongside her. He used the tip of one finger to trace lazy nonsensical designs over her torso and smiled when her nipples tightened into sharp points and goose bumps raced over her ivory skin. “You are so responsive and that’s a gift to your Doms, you know, because it’s a sign of the trust you’ve given us.” He let her consider his words because he wanted her to realize the significance of what he was saying. It didn’t matter they had known each other less than twenty-four hours, her soul recognized and accepted them or they couldn’t have established this level of trust so soon.
“I don’t understand it, because I’m really not usually like this.” Her voice was quiet and he didn’t like that she was questioning herself.
“Like what, kitten? You don’t usually trust this easily? Or p
erhaps you meant you don’t usually sleep in the nude? Or were you referring to something we already know about you?” At her wide-eyed response, he knew he had been right.
“Well, I don’t usually sleep with men I have just met and I’ve certainly never been in bed with two men at the same time, that’s for sure.” Kyle knew Tobi was trying to lighten the mood, but he also heard the underlying insecurity in her words and tone. She was worried she was presenting herself badly to both he and his brother, and even though he understood what she was saying—hell, he even understood why she might think that considering society’s double standard in how they view men’s and women’s sexual experience. But that didn’t mean he was going to ignore the problem either.
“Kitten, we feel a special connection to you and I think you feel that also. You admitted to an interest in BDSM so let’s explore that this weekend. We know full well you do not usually sleep with men you have just met, but one of the things you should understand about the people in this lifestyle is they usually have spent enough time being trained, whether they are a Dominant or a submissive, they know exactly what they want. And that training helps them recognize what’s right for them when it appears front and center—even in a blinding thunderstorm.
