Tangled by Temptation [Doms of Destiny, Colorado 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Chloe Lang

  Phase Four reminded her in part of the theatrical playhouses she’d attended back in Chicago. The sides of the large, expansive room had stages for the actors, Doms and subs. Chairs for the patrons, members in the life to watch. The other part of the space was like a giant nightclub. In the center of Phase Four was a dance floor, filled with couples, triples, and even quads gyrating sensually to the beat of the rhythmic music. Sofas in little alcoves held lovers who kissed, touched, and fondled each other without even the hint of shame.

  She gasped, seeing two men paddling a naked woman on one of the platforms with about twenty members watching. The whole scene wreaked havoc with her insides. Her heart skipped several beats. Her breathing became shallow. Her pulse burned hot in her veins. Imagining what it would feel like to be in the woman’s position, she was both turned on and jittery at the same time.

  “Our stage is over here, sub.” Shane led her to the platform.

  She thought about calling out the word that would bring her two Doms to a screeching stop.

  Freeze.

  So simple really. Like the children’s game, only without touch. My safe word. She had other words, also temperature related that were to be used to communicate her state. “Chilly” meant they were pushing her to a line she wasn’t ready to cross. “Warm” told them she liked what they were doing. And so on.

  Shane jumped up on the platform and held out his hands to her.

  Corey grabbed her by the waist. “Breathe, baby.”

  “Yes, Master,” she responded as they’d instructed her to do.

  He lifted her up and Shane grabbed her. With her feet on the stage, she looked up into Shane’s eyes.

  “Damn, you are beautiful.”

  She glanced at the items on the platform. There was an odd-looking table, which she could see was adjustable. It looked as if it could be raised, lowered and tilted easily. Attached to it on all sides were leather restraints for wrists and ankles. There were shelves near the table that were filled with every sex toy imaginable and some unimaginable. Vibrators, paddles, whips, ropes, and so many things she didn’t even recognize. A shiver ran up and down her spine.

  Corey came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Time to turn around and take a really good look at Phase Four, sub.”

  He spun her around, remaining behind her.

  With her eyes wide open, she took it all in. Even only being up a few feet from the main floor, the stage gave her a better view. She guessed the crowd to be close to one hundred, which seemed like a lot, since Destiny was a small town. But she shouldn’t be surprised since so many residents were members of the club. Thankfully, she only saw a few that she knew well. Paris stood in the corner talking with Jennifer Steele. Neither seemed to notice her or anyone else for that matter.

  Corey reached around her and cupped her breasts. A few faces turned her direction and suddenly she couldn’t breathe.

  Shane stepped beside her and in his hand was a paddle. “What state are you in?”

  How do I answer him?

  She’d been a nurse for several years. Her adrenal medulla was in overdrive, pumping more and more of the hormone into her veins. Her training told her that her shallow respiration, elevated temperature and rapid heartbeat were due to the adrenaline coursing through her bloodstream.

  Shane moved right in front of her, blocking her view of the rest of the club. She looked up at him and saw in his eyes love and concern. She was safe with him and Corey. Always.

  “Sub, I asked you a question. Answer me.” His eyes might’ve had softness but his tone definitely held an edge of frustration.

  “Warm, Master. I’m warm.”

  “Tell us more, baby.” Corey remained behind her, reaching under her top. He massaged her breasts through the lacy bra they’d also bought her.

  “I’m nervous, Sir. Being up on this stage…wasn’t something…I…uh…expected.”

  Shane grinned. “Absolutely perfect.” He looked past her to Corey, who remained behind her. “We were right, bro.”

  “Yes, we were.”

  Right about what? About me?

  Shane unbuttoned her top. “You are mine and Corey’s, Belle.”

  Corey’s lips feathered against her ear, causing her skin to tingle. “We want to show you off to everyone, sweetheart.”

  Their words and touches lit her up like flames to gasoline. She was their wife, their sub, their everything. No matter what happened, that would never change. They’d proven to her again and again how much they loved her.

  “Let’s get our baby more comfortable, Corey.” Shane removed her top, and for the first time in her life she was in a public place with only her bra on.

  Even though Shane remained in front of her, out of the corner of her eye she saw a few members taking seats right in front of their stage.

  They are all less than four feet away. Oh my God.

  Telling herself that the bra covered as much as any of her bikini tops, she tried to steady her breathing a bit.

  “I’m thinking it’s time to take off her bra, Shane.”

  “I completely agree.”

  Her breath hitched up in her throat. “Chilly, Sirs.” It came out before she could stop herself.

  Corey’s fingers becoming instantly still and Shane’s face tightening with concern made her wish she could take it back.

  “Belle, tell us what you’re feeling.” Corey’s gentle demand eased her anxiety a little.

  Shane touched her cheek. “What do you need? Are we done?”

  Done? No! “I just needed to catch my breath, Sir.”

  He nodded and touched her cheek. “What state are you in now, baby?”

  She closed her eyes, taking stock of how she was feeling. Even though she was a little apprehensive, delicious tingles were also spreading through her.

  Her two Doms wanted to show her off. They were proud of her. She never felt so beautiful in all her life. Yes, Shane and Corey were tough and dominant. They could be rough. They could push. They could demand. But underneath all the hardness was boundless goodness and love.

  “I’m warm, Masters. Very warm.”

  Shane smiled. “Time to turn up the thermostat, sweetheart. Remove her bra, Corey. She’s ready.”

  When the lace fell away from her breasts, Corey’s large hands cupped them. He kneaded her mounds, and as promised, her temperature rose. Shane continued to stay right in front of her, screening her from the rest of the club.

  He placed his hands on the small of her waist, just above her hips. “Lower your eyes.”

  She obeyed. “Yes, Master.”

  Corey rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, and she felt the pressure inside her expand as her tiny buds began to throb. “You are the most gorgeous woman in this place, Belle.”

  “No one can hold a candle to you, baby.” Shane ran his fingers up and down her sides.

  There were many beautiful women here. Look at Paris.

  But the fact that Shane and Corey had told Belle she was the most beautiful made her feel so very sexy and adventurous. She was eager to let them show her off.

  With her eyes still lowered, Shane removed her skirt. Now, she was completely naked, sandwiched between Shane and Corey. They were her only covering.

  Corey kissed her neck. “What state are you in, sub?”

  “Warm, Sir. Very warm.”

  Shane and Corey stepped back from her and moved to her sides. Her heart thudded in her chest, but she kept her eyes lowered, locking her gaze on the stilettos. The back of her knees softened, and if Shane and Corey hadn’t held her by the elbows, she might’ve actually tumbled to the floor.

  Corey’s hand tightened just a little on her arm. “We’d like to present to you, the members of Phase Four, our sub, Belle.”

  She heard applause. Another wave of heat rolled through her as Shane and Corey turned her body around for all to see. She was shocked at how aroused this had made her. In fact, she enjoyed the attention the crowd wa
s giving to her body. She could tell that Shane and Corey were very proud of her through all their tender touches. Never did their hands leave her.

  They gently lifted her up and placed her on the table. Shane and Corey caressed her arms and legs. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw one of the cuffs attached to the table.

  Are they going to place those on me? How would it feel to be restrained, unable to move, to be helpless and completely dependent on her two Doms? A tingle in her middle let her know she needed to find out, wanted to find out.

  Shane leaned down over her. “What state are you in, baby?”

  “Extremely warm, Master.”

  His smile thrilled her. He and Corey took her ankles and hands, locking them into the cuffs, which spread her out completely in the shape of an X.

  When she felt the table turning, Corey said, “We want everyone to see our sub’s beautiful pussy.”

  Shane bent down and said quietly, “Eyes on me and Corey only, understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Oh my God, this is so much fun. She was enjoying this more than she ever thought possible.

  They adjusted the table to an angle that would give the onlookers the best view to her pussy. Who knew I was such an exhibitionist?

  As the pressure multiplied inside her, the impulse to squeeze her thighs together to find any relief was so intense, but the cuffs wrapped around her ankles prevented her. So her suffering continued to grow and grow.

  Corey’s awe-filled words rumbled from deep in his chest. “Isn’t this the most beautiful pussy you’ve ever seen?”

  Another round of applause sent her to the moon and back. Her pussy dampened and she felt moisture dripping down her thighs.

  “Who would like a closer look at our sweet sub’s delicious, wet pussy?”

  God, I just love this. I know I shouldn’t but I do.

  Men and women alike walked onto the platform.

  Shane mouthed, “Eyes on me.”

  Belle nodded, though she could still see the crowd gathering around to admire her pussy in her peripheral vision. The oohs and ahs from this audience stoked her fire.

  “Watch what happens when I touch her.” And without hesitation, without giving her a second to get her head around his words, Shane put his hand on her pussy and spread her lips apart, letting the air hit her throbbing clit. He bent down and placed his mouth over her tiny bud, flicking it with his tongue. He leaned back and turned to the crowd. “See how much the sweet little thing has grown.”

  She heard positive exclamations from those present, which added to her excitement. I’m so naughty. God, I love this, love being on display for my Doms.

  Corey leaned over her, and his handsome face filled her field of vision. Her pussy clenched on nothingness. She needed him and Shane to fill her body, to release the overwhelming pressure that was getting stronger and stronger by the second.

  “Time to introduce our sub to fetish toys.” He held up three little rubber-tipped clamps that were attached together by wires and plugged into a battery pack.

  He licked both her nipples. Placing the clamps on her buds, he smiled.

  The double bite of the toy instantly created a hot swirl that shot down to her pussy.

  He held the third clamp, which was even smaller than the other two, in front of her eyes. “This little devil is going to blow our sub’s mind.”

  When he clamped her clit with the thing, sparks fired all over her body, inside and out. The pressure was so powerful, so immediate, causing her need to shoot up faster and higher. If they didn’t take her now, she was sure she wouldn’t survive. “Please, Masters. Please.”

  “Hear that?” Shane laughed. “I will never tire of hearing my beautiful sub plead with me to end her suffering. But my brother and I are her Doms. We decide when she’s had enough, not her. Us. Only us.”

  “But please, Sir. I need you so much.”

  “Yes, you do, sub.” He grabbed one of the clamps on her nipples and tightened its hold, causing her heart to skip a beat.

  “Oh God.”

  “Sub, you need Corey and me in every way, but we know about pleasure.”

  “It’s our job to push your limits and to take you to places you never even dreamed possible.” Corey kissed her forehead. “Brace yourself, baby. Let’s turn on this little toy.”

  The clamps vibrated on her nipples and clit and she couldn’t hold back her moans of surprise. The throbbing of her trio of buds was so immense, tears welled in her eyes.

  Shane unfastened her ankles and placed a pillow under her, elevating her ass. He began applying lubricant, circling her tight ring with his fingers.

  Corey turned the wicked device on and off, increasing the vibration to an insane level.

  “Please. I can’t stand much more.” She didn’t care who watched or who didn’t. Let the crowd go or let them stay. Her pressure-filled passion could not be contained. “I need you, Masters. I need you so very much.”

  They both nodded. Corey removed the tiny clamps from her nipples and clit. As the blood returned to her little sensual buds, the burn and ache the clamps had left her was mind-blowing.

  Through her lust-blurred vision, she watched them strip out of their leathers. Yes. God. Yes. Her pussy was soaked to the max. They took off the cuffs around her wrists. Corey lifted her off the table.

  Shane stretched out on the table. “I want to feel that tight pussy around my cock, sub.”

  Corey guided her face down onto Shane.

  She felt the head of Shane’s cock press against her pussy.

  Corey reached around and lightly stroked her clit, positioning his dick at the entrance to her ass.

  “Please. Please. Please. Masters. I must have you inside me.”

  A wicked grin spread across Shane’s face. “What state are you in, sub?”

  Delirious with need and panting, she confessed, “I’m burning up inside, Sir. I’m on fire. Please. I beg you.”

  He nodded and thrust his cock deep into her pussy. Corey did the same in her ass. She screamed, uncaring who heard and unable to hold back.

  As their dual, lusty plunges into her body picked up speed and intensity, the pressure hit a new level. She was so close. So very close.

  The world seemed to melt away and all that was left were Shane and Corey, surrounding her with their dominance, their will, their love. In and out. Over and over.

  Feeling that special spot get scratched thrust after thrust pushed her over the edge into a release that sent staggering sensations throughout her body. She felt tears of passion stream down her cheeks.

  Shane and Corey groaned in unison, and she felt their cocks pulsing inside her body. Her pussy and ass clenched around their shafts again and again.

  Riding out the scores of shivers, she heard their audience applaud.

  Shane pressed his lips to her mouth and Corey kissed her neck.

  Shane smiled. “You did great, baby.”

  “You sure did,” Corey whispered from behind.

  She grinned. “Are we supposed to take a bow, Masters?”

  The both laughed.

  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the crowd exit the stage, leaving her alone with her wonderful men.

  Shane kissed her again. “I’m so proud of you.”

  Corey stroked her hair. “Well, sweetheart, is this something you want to do again?”

  “Please. Please. Please.”

  Again, they laughed and she joined in, glad that they’d kept their cocks inside her body.

  This was where she belonged, between her two Doms.

  * * * *

  Shane gazed at Belle, who was lying on the bed between him and Corey. After leaving the club, they’d brought her back to the Boys Ranch, where they were staying for the time being.

  The play had gone beyond what they’d planned. The more they gave her, the more she’d responded. There had been a special connection, a bond, a kind of union that he’d never experienced before. She was perfection in every sense of the word
.

  But did we push her too far tonight? After all, it was her first time at the club.

  He looked over at his brother and could tell he was asking himself the same thing.

  “What are you two thinking?” She smiled, her eyes so bright and full of life.

  “The question is not what are we thinking.” Shane stroked her hair. “It’s what are you thinking, baby.”

  Corey traced her cheek with his fingers. “You’re new to our lifestyle, Belle. Your first time can be exhausting and draining. How are you doing?”

  “Me?” She giggled. “I’m fine. For me, my first time was not exhausting or draining.”

  “It wasn’t?” Shane kissed her cheek.

  “No. For me it was exhilarating and unbelievably wonderful. I am completely relaxed. There isn’t an ounce of tension left in my body.”

  Shane grinned. He had never been happier in all his life. The night’s play had been over-the-top incredible.

  “When are we going back?”

  “Look at our little sub, bro. She’s anxious for more, and so am I.”

  “That makes three of us.”

  Corey kissed her until she moaned. He released her and leaned back on his elbow and looked into her eyes. “I love you, baby.”

  Before she could respond to his brother, Shane pressed his lips to Belle’s. She was theirs now and forever. “I love you, Belle.”

  “I love you both so very much.”

  Chapter Twenty

  Belle yawned.

  “How was the club last night?” Amber grinned. “Seems like you might need a little more sleep.”

  “I’m fine.” She smiled. “More than fine actually.”

  “I knew you would be.”

  “Three days until New Year’s, Sis.” Belle thought about Juan and Jake sleeping with the other boys in the dormitory. She, Juan, and Jake had spent Christmas night at Shane and Corey’s house, but ever since, for the past two nights they’d all stayed here at the Boys Ranch. Their two wonderful sons didn’t want to be far from their friends.