Out of the Storm

by Avery Gale

  Laughing, he’d moved past her to open the door and then taken her elbow and started down the hall. When he’d asked if she was nervous about the surprise he’d felt her shudder. Just as they reached the edge of the kitchen he’d turned to her, “Give me the towel, love.” Kent had to hold back his laughter because he really did love the way she stood in front of him and blinked as if she was confused by the instruction. “Tobi.” Kent had let his Dom voice through and she’d reacted immediately handing him the towel. “Beautiful. Now, let’s see what Kyle has made for you to eat.” Tobi’s skin was flushed beautifully with her arousal and he could smell her sweet cream over the citrus scent of her body wash. Her skin practically glowed and her bare pussy lips already glistened with her arousal.

  Kyle was leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest and one ankle crossed over the other watching for them. He smiled when they walked around the corner. “Kitten, you look lovely.” Kent gave him a silent hand signal for afraid and saw his brother’s almost imperceptible nod of acknowledgement. Their Special Forces trainers hadn’t been surprised at how quickly the two of them had picked up on hand-sign communication. They had explained that twins often picked up the technique quicker than most soldiers simply because they had usually been using similar methods for years—whether consciously or not. As sexual Dominants they’d found the ability to communicate silently invaluable and used it often, but they would have to be particularly cautious with Tobi. The bright young woman standing naked in front of him wouldn’t be fooled if she even caught a glimpse of a signal. He pulled her back against his chest and stroked his hands up and down her arms, smiling to himself as he remembered how effective it had been when they’d blindfolded her. They’d known it would enhance her other senses and they had hoped it would help her focus on what she was feeling as well. Now they would need to use it to protect their “chatter” from being visible in one of the hundreds of mirrors positioned around the club so they would likely be using blindfolds often.

  “Come here, kitten.” Kyle’s words hadn’t been loud, but Kent grinned when he felt the small shudder that moved through Tobi’s muscles. He stepped back and pressed his hand possessively at the base of her spine to gently guide her to his brother. They had noticed over the past week that Tobi appeared to respond really well to that particular touch and she seemed to unconsciously time her movements so his or Kyle’s hand was in constant contact with her. Her subconscious efforts to find comfort in their touch was a clear indicator of the depth of her submissive nature.

  After Kyle had wrapped his arms around her, Kent watched as his brother kissed the top of her head. “I can’t tell you how much I love watching you walk naked into the room, kitten. Your body tells both my brother and I exactly what you need and we intend to meet each and every one of those needs tonight.” Kyle smoothed his hands up and down Tobi’s slender back several times before cupping her ass. “Before we eat I’ve got a few toys that I want to introduce you to.” When Kyle moved to the side Kent saw a folded towel at the edge of the counter and grinned at his brother as Kyle leaned her over the counter so her stomach was on the towel, but her bare breasts were pressing against the cool granite countertop. They both chuckled when she gasped at the cold against her already pebbled nipples and Kyle gave her a quick swat when her reflexes kicked in and she tried to stand back up. “Stay put. Spread your legs and lift your ass as you arch your back.” When she didn’t immediately comply, Kyle gave her two more swats on each of her ass cheeks. “Right now, Tobi, or I’ll take you over my knee and paddle you until I think you have learned your lesson. And then we’ll make sure you spend the entire evening at the club nicely displaying your lovely red ass cheeks from the stockade.”

  Kent stepped forward and ran his fingers through the soaking folds of her sex. “Well, brother, I do believe that wasn’t quite the threat you might have intended it to be.” They both laughed as Tobi tried to push back against his fingers, moaning softly. Kent pulled his fingers away and swatted each of her pink cheeks. “You’re getting ahead of yourself, sweetness.” He moved to the other side of the small counter and secured her wrists above her head and kept them clasped in his large hand. “Now hold very still and accept the gifts we’ve got for you. Oh and don’t come, love.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Kyle watched Tobi’s reaction to Kent’s admonishment that she wasn’t allowed to come and had to hide his smile when she gave Kent a look that was easy to interpret. Evidently Kent thought so too because he nodded to Kyle, clearly wanting him to give her a couple of swats for the glare. Kyle didn’t hold back and made sure she’d be able to tell the difference between a punishment spanking and the erotic spanks they’d given her a couple of times during the week. “What the fuck? That hurt, why’d you hit me?” When she started to stand up Kyle leaned over her shoulder and bit down just enough for her to realize she was being held in place.

  “Those were punishment swats, kitten. They were supposed to hurt. And I did not hit you, I spanked you for glaring at one of your Masters. Do you want to use your safe word, Tobi?” Kyle had taken his time with his response so the heat from her swats had enough time to begin the magical morphing from pain to arousal that he knew she was going to experience. He palmed her ass cheeks, massaging them gently before sliding his fingers through the soaking wet folds of her labia. “Kitten, you are soaking wet. Do you still want to tell me how much you hated those swats? Or have you already noticed that your body has begun to blur that line between pain and pleasure?” Pushing two fingers deep inside her, Kyle smiled at the way she lifted her ass in invitation and moaned. “Kitten, you are going to earn more swats if I don’t get answers to my questions.”

  “No. No. Yes.”

  He and Kent both chuckled at her. “Very good, kitten. Although I would have preferred complete answers, you did actually answer each question, so we’re good to go. Now, we have something special picked out for you to wear tonight and even though it’s lovely it still needs a bit of embellishment.” Sliding open the cabinet door where he’d hidden the toys, Kyle pulled out a medium sized butt plug and rolled it in a small dish of lube he’d already prepared. They had introduced Tobi to butt plugs earlier in the week, but this time she’d be wearing a larger one and she would be keeping it in long enough to stretch her enough she’d be able to take them both later tonight. Fucking her slowly with the plug, he reached around her and started circling his fingers around her swollen clit and grinned when he saw Kent unzipping his pants.

  “Take me into your mouth, sweetness.” Kyle watched as Tobi opened her mouth wide and almost threw herself forward so Kent’s cock had probably hit the back of her throat.

  “Jesus fucking Christ. Oh baby, your mouth is unbelievable.” Kent’s voice sounded like sand paper and Kyle knew he wouldn’t be able to hang on long so he quickly slid the egg vibrator into her wet channel as he continued pressing the plug into her rear hole. The small remote was in Kent’s reach and subtly, he slid his hand over it and nodded.

  Kyle pinched Tobi’s clit, bit down on the lobe of her ear, and commanded her to, “Come for us, kitten.” Just before he’d spoken he’d felt both toys begin pulsing and her entire body jerked before stiffening and then she seemed to be coming apart at the seams as she pulled back marginally from Kent and her scream echoed around the kitchen. The vibration of her scream was a sweet torture if Kent’s pained expression was anything to go by. Kyle smiled to himself because his imagination was running rampant, and just thinking about Tobi’s hot mouth surrounding his cock was almost enough to have him losing his own control. Kyle could feel Tobi’s sweet cream coating his fingers and he lightened his touch on her now sensitive sex and wondered if she even realized he’d already pushed the larger plug in place. He carefully removed his fingers because he certainly didn’t want her too sore to enjoy the rest of the other activities they had planned for her this evening.

  Kent seemed to be holding back until he knew Tobi was once again focu
sed and in the moment. “Sweetness, I’m barely holding on and once I start fucking this sweet mouth again, I’m going to come very quickly. Are you ready to swallow every drop I give you?” Kyle knew Kent’s voice was rough just from the effort it was taking him to hold back, but his fingers were slowly caressing the sides of Tobi’s flushed cheeks.

  Once she’d regained her focus her grin was almost daring, “Oh yeah” was all she’d managed to say before Kent had set a quick pace of thrusts—some fast and shallow, others slow and deeper. The random pattern was Kent’s attempt to keep Tobi on edge until he was ready for her to come again. Kyle reached for the remote control for the device Kent slid down her back as he caressed her spine. Almost immediately, Kent leaned his head back and moaned as he finally surrendered to the satisfaction he’d been holding back. Kyle had intended to turn on both devices and send her over a few seconds later, but before he could he watched in wonder as her body responded with its own orgasm while she was hungrily swallowing Kent’s cum. Well, kitten, you just played into our hands perfectly.

  ****

  Tobi knew when Kent’s seed first pulsed over her tongue that the erotic taste of him and the feel of it hitting the back of her throat was going to make her come a second time without permission but there wasn’t a thing she could do to stop it. She felt like she had been launched into space as the bright spots of light flickered behind her eyelids. Floating in the bliss of the moment, she relaxed her jaw muscles and let Kent’s still partially erect cock push in all the way so she could swallow around him and massage him with her throat muscles. As Kent slowly pulled away she relished the feeling of power that washed over her as she thought about how she pushed his control to the very edge before he’d grabbed her and pulled her headfirst into the canyon of sexual oblivion with him.

  But her self-congratulations were short-lived when Kyle leaned over and spoke against her ear. The feeling of his hot tongue licking over the sensitive skin behind her ear caused goose bumps to race over her sweat dampened skin. “Kitten? If I’m not mistaken, you just climaxed without permission.” Tobi might not be functioning with all cylinders working at capacity just yet, but she sure knew an opportunity to keep quiet when she hit one front and center. Since he technically hadn’t asked her anything she didn’t answer him, but she couldn’t help the shiver of response that her traitorous body let fly. And she damned her fair complexion as well when she felt her cheeks flushing and knew they must be bright red.

  “Sweetness, I hope like hell you don’t play poker.” Kent’s chuckle had her looking up and her body seemed to follow as she started to stand. A couple of quick swats to her bare ass reminded her that she was still supposed to be bent over the counter. “We’re going to deal with your punishment a little later on this evening love. But right now, you just hold on while my brother cleans you up a bit so we can have some dinner.

  “But…um, the plug…” she knew her words had trailed off and she hated how needy they had sounded even to her own ears.

  Kyle leaned down and bit first one and then the other ass cheek, reminding her how sensitive they were after her swats. The warm cloth he was using to clean her was soft and before she’d really processed how embarrassing it was to have a man who looked like a sex God cleaning her soaked sex he was already patting her dry. “Trust me, kitten. We are fully aware that you still have our surprises inside your sweet body. That is exactly where they will stay until one of us removes them, do you understand?”

  “Yes, I understand. Sir.” She’d hastily added the last word and let out a deep breath when Kyle smiled and nodded.

  “Good, girl. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to the protocol before you know it. You’re doing really well by the way.” Tobi wasn’t sure why his simple words of praise meant so much, but she felt her inner child doing a little happy dance and gave herself a mental high-five for good measure. She had been working all week reminding herself that she was just an employee and they were merely training her, even though she knew it was a useless attempt to prevent her heart from getting involved. She knew getting her hopes up about a long-term relationship with them was a slippery slope to disaster, but she could already feel herself sliding headfirst toward a broken heart.

  Tobi had learned a long time that the “haves” and the “have nots” rarely intermingled for more than a one night stand. She considered her brother’s marriage to be one of the rare exceptions to that rule and had always credited his incredible intelligence and college education for his success. Tobi wasn’t jealous of her brother. She was actually quite proud of all he’d overcome and all he had achieved. And she loved him as only a sister could, but that didn’t mean that she liked him very much, because quite frankly he was an arrogant ass.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Kyle had been looking out over the club’s members as they enjoyed their various activities, but his mind couldn’t seem to let go of the words Tobi had been speaking about her brother before they’d sat down to eat. He smiled to himself when he remembered the startled look on Tobi’s face when her warm skin had connected with the chair. Kyle wasn’t sure what had been the bigger surprise for her, the cool leather or the butt plug that would have pressed against very sensitive tissues when she’d sat down. Her gasp and whispered curses had caused he and Kent to both laugh out loud.

  Micah stepped up beside him and looked at him with a brow raised in question. “Problem?” Kyle appreciated the succinct communication style they shared as former teammates and that in turn reminded him that he and Kent planned to take Tobi with them next week when they met with Clint about the metalwork designs for the addition. Tobi had some great ideas and they were anxious to introduce the two of them. Clint’s family had invited them to stay for dinner and they knew Tobi and Kimberly would hit it off as well. Jesus, Joseph, and Mary. I think her subject hopping must be contagious.

  Kyle shook his head at his own distraction before answering. “Not really, there is just something about the whole situation with Tobi’s brother that is setting off all my internal alarms. I don’t really have a reason to believe he might be a threat to Tobi, even though I think he’s a selfish dick.”

  They stood watching as Kent danced with Tobi for several minutes before Micah responded. “Don’t discount your gut feelings. I agree that any guy with his political aspirations who has that many skeletons in his closet is a train wreck looking for a place to happen. Hell, the guy has had every opportunity in the world to be a legitimate success, but he’s aligned himself with some pretty nasty people including his in-laws.”

  Kyle looked on as Tobi tugged on the hem of the obscenely short dress they’d chosen for her to wear. The crystals on the butt plug were catching the light and drawing everyone’s attention to her lush curves and for a minute Kyle questioned their decision to begin introducing their sweet sub to the joys of exhibitionism. Kent grabbed her hand and gave her ass a good swat before settling his palm on her lower back so the dress rode up and his handprint was clearly visible above the sparkly plug. Kyle and Micah both chuckled.

  “She really is lovely, Kyle. And it’s easy to see how happy she is making the two of you. I hope it works out for you all.” Kyle caught the wistful tone in Micah’s voice and nodded his thanks. Just as he turned to ask his friend if he’d heard from Tobi’s friend, Gracie, Micah’s phone beeped with an incoming message. Kyle looked down and saw Gracie’s name on the screen but couldn’t read the message. Micah’s growled, “Son of a fucking bitch” had Kyle turning to face him.

  “What’s wrong?”

  Micah didn’t answer because he was already dialing. “Gracie? Where are you darlin’?” Kyle could hear her excited tone, but couldn’t understand the words. “Baby, slow down and tell me what direction you are traveling and what you see right now. Okay you are about ten miles from the front gate. We’ll be out there waiting. Slow down just enough to make the corner and then keep driving until you get to the club. Pull right up to the front door and I’ll have someone there waiting f
or you.” Kyle heard her chattering again before Micah added, “No, don’t stop at the gate, just keep going. Now nail it, baby.”

  Before Micah had even finished speaking Kyle had signaled Kent to come over. He was already on the phone putting every one the club’s employees on alert before Kent made it to his side. Kyle had made sure the guys in the gatehouse knew what was headed their way and quickly explained what little he knew about the situation to Kent and Tobi. When Tobi turned and started running to the front door, Kent had cursed and taken off after her. Kyle had to laugh at Tobi’s shriek of surprise when Kent scooped her up after taking less than a half dozen steps. “Damn it to Hades, put me down you big lug. Boy, I really fracking hate being portable. Put me down, Kent, I’ve got to get to Gracie. She never asks for help so something has to be horribly wrong.” Kyle walked alongside Kent as they quickly made their way through the crowded club.

  Kent’s voice broke no argument when he finally spoke, “Tobi. Stop. You are already in a peck of trouble, love, so I suggest you stop talking. I’d like you to stop and consider that there are several former Special Forces soldiers on our security team.” At that moment they walked into the reception area just as the front door opened.

  “And another one just walked in the door.” Kyle couldn’t keep the smile from his face as they came face to face with Jax McDonald. “Glad to see you, brother. Drop your bag over there and Tank will take care of it. Let’s go.” Jax didn’t miss a beat. Dropping his bag, he turned and followed Kyle.

  “What’s up? I met several cars racing toward the road and the front gate was open and the guys up there just waved me through like they wanted me out of the way.” Kyle knew he and Kent were both tall, but at six foot eleven inches, Jax dwarfed everyone around him. The man would probably be intimidating as hell if it weren’t for the southern boy charm he could turn on and off like it was connected to a switch. His black hair was longer than Kyle had ever seen it, letting him know his friend had probably been working off-grid for a while.