Their Temporary Sub [The Doms of Club Mystique 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Mardi Maxwell

  “Do you like it, sugar?” Logan asked.

  “It’s beautiful.” Cassie walked over to one of the large chairs in front of the fireplace and ran her hand over the off-white-and-black-patterned fabric.

  “I’ll go get Cassie’s bags,” Logan said.

  She turned as Logan left the room and Luc took her hand and led her toward a door to the left of the bed. It opened into a luxurious bathroom that was bigger than the living room in her apartment. Luc opened a panel by the shower, pushed a button, and hot water began to rain down from the ceiling as well as from several wall spouts. He crowded her back into the shower then watched the water run down her body as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it from his broad shoulders. After tossing it toward the laundry basket, he unbuckled his belt and pulled it loose then tossed it on the counter. Cassie licked her lips in anticipation as she watched him unbutton his jeans then lower the zipper. She hummed an approval then grinned when she saw he went commando and he sent her a wink. Luc kicked his boots off then dropped his jeans. They fell to the floor but she didn’t see them land as her focus was on his cock.

  “You like what you see, sugar?”

  “Yes, Luc.”

  He stepped in beside her and poured some shampoo into his hand then smoothed it through her hair. He backed her under one of the sprayers and rinsed the shampoo from her hair then slicked some conditioner through the golden strands. “You have beautiful hair.”

  Cassie stepped closer and leaned against him as he smoothed bath gel down her back and over her bottom. He rubbed circles on her butt cheeks then stooped down and washed her legs, making sure to run his hands between her legs and nudge them apart. “You have a beautiful cunt, sugar. All pink and bare just the way I like it.” He leaned forward and blew his breath over her pussy then held onto her hips and used his tongue to part her swollen lips. Cassie gasped when he found her clit and wiggled the tip of his tongue over it. “Oh, Luc, that feels so good.” Cassie moaned, then slid her legs farther apart as she combed her fingers through his hair. “I didn’t know—oh, oh, so good.”

  Luc slid a finger into her and she stiffened and tried to pull away.

  “Cassandra, am I hurting you?”

  Cassie shook her head then answered, “No. I just, uh,—haven’t let anyone touch me like this. Ever.”

  “If you want me to stop you’re going to have to tell me to stop. Do you want me to stop?”

  Cassie thought about it for a moment, wiggled, then said, “I want to try please, Luc.” Her answer must have pleased him as he rubbed his hands up and down her legs then kissed her on the top of each thigh.

  “Good girl. Keep your eyes open and on me,” he said as he slid his finger back into her. He continued to suck on her clit then slowly added a second finger.

  Cassie wiggled as he gently pulled them out then slid them back in, going a little deeper.

  “You’re so tight, sugar, but so responsive. Logan and I are going to make sure you love being fucked by us.”

  Cassie felt herself tighten and contract around his fingers. She shivered then tightened her fingers in his hair as the beginning of an orgasm flared in her lower belly.

  “Come for me, sugar,” Luc said, then sucked her clit into his mouth and gently bit down on it.

  “Yes, oh, yes. Luc, Luc.” Cassie screamed and the sound of her voice echoed off the shower walls. She held onto him as she shuddered and the orgasm slammed through her. Her legs gave out on her.

  Luc caught her then pulled her up and held her against him until she was steady on her feet.

  Cassie leaned against him and enjoyed the feeling of his arms around her as the warm water rained down on them. She rubbed her tummy against his hard cock and he tightened his arms around her until she squeaked. She opened her eyes and saw Logan watching them from the entrance to the shower. Luc clenched his hand in her hair, then pulled her head back and ran his lips over hers before sliding his tongue along the seam of her lips. Cassie opened for him and he danced his tongue over hers before he sucked it into his mouth and played with it. He nipped her bottom lip then raised his head and looked down at her.

  “Logan’s waiting for you, sugar.” He swatted her bottom then pushed her toward Logan.

  Logan wrapped her in a fluffy towel then carried her to the vanity and set her on it. Before she could catch her breath, he pushed her legs apart and lowered his mouth to her pussy. She groaned and leaned back against the mirror behind her. There was no denying these two Doms and really, why should she when they were giving her so much pleasure? Accepting that she wanted them, she spread her legs wider and slid her hands into Logan’s hair, and kept her eyes on him. “Logan, oh, Logan, please, please.” For a moment, she wondered if she should be ashamed of begging but quickly dismissed the idea. Luc tightened his hands on the inside of her thighs and held them farther apart and the sensation of being controlled by him washed over her. “Please, Logan, please.”

  Logan slid one, and then two fingers into her slick channel and twisted them. He sucked her clit into his mouth and held it captive between his teeth as he rapidly strummed his tongue over it. Relentlessly he drove her toward an explosive orgasm.

  Cassie cried out when Luc clenched his fist in her hair and slammed his lips down onto hers and pumped his tongue into her mouth in a fucking motion. She grabbed his shoulders and held on as a huge wave of pleasure began in her belly and slammed through her body. She screamed her pleasure into Luc’s mouth.

  Logan licked Cassie’s pussy a couple more times, then kissed her pussy, stood up, and shoved Luc out of the way. He kissed her mouth then hugged her to his chest and lowered her to the floor. “Now that we’ve had dessert, it’s time to bake cookies.”

  Cassie blushed then realized she was standing naked in a bathroom with one naked man and one clothed man. She blinked and felt her face pale as black dots swam before her eyes.

  Logan didn’t reach for her. Instead he said, “Cassie, look at me. You’re safe here with me and Luc. Take a deep breath, hold it for three seconds, and then let it out, slowly.”

  Cassie nodded and struggled to slow her breathing. She drew in a deep breath while she kept her eyes on Logan.

  Logan waited until he saw her exhale then said, “Again, sugar.”

  Cassie took several more breaths then stepped forward and slid her arms around Logan’s waist. “I’m sorry, Logan.”

  “You don’t have anything to be sorry for, Cassandra.” Luc shook out a large, dark blue T-shirt and held it out to Logan.

  Logan took it and pulled it over Cassie’s head then helped her get her arms through the armholes.

  Luc’s lips actually curved up at the corners. “You look cute but sleepy. We’ll do the cookies tomorrow. Let me dry your hair then its bedtime.”

  Logan sat down on the edge of the bathtub and pulled Cassie onto his lap while Luc ran the warm air over her hair. After a few minutes, they apparently came to a decision of some kind because Luc put the dryer away, Logan picked Cassie up and carried her to the bedroom. He placed her in the center of the huge bed before undressing and walking back into the bathroom. He passed Luc coming out.

  “I locked up and turned on the security system when I was getting Cassie’s bags,” Logan said.

  Luc nodded then walked over to the bed, naked, and slid under the covers on Cassie’s left side. He pulled her into his arms. She scooted up until her head rested on his chest then slid one of her slender legs between his.

  Logan came back into the room and slid into the bed on Cassie’s right. He scooted up behind her and spooned her then said, “Lights. Out,” and the room went dark.

  “That’s awesome,” Cassie said.

  “Luc’s put a lot of technology in the house and the club,” Logan said. “We’ll program your voice into the system tomorrow.”

  “Okay.” Cassie sighed then wiggled until she was comfortable. “Thank you, Luc. Thank you, Logan.”

  “For what, sugar?” Luc asked.

  �
�For today.”

  “We’ll always be here for you, sugar,” Logan said.

  Luc combed his fingers through Cassie’s still damp hair, soothing her with his touch. “Go to sleep, Cassandra.”

  Cassie smiled at the gruffness of Luc’s voice then closed her eyes and let herself relax into sleep. For the first time in years, she felt safe and fell asleep quickly.

  “I’m going to kill them,” Luc said into the darkness of the room.

  “I’ll help you,” Logan said.

  Chapter Four

  Cassie became aware of three things as she woke. She was surrounded by warmth. She could hear the sound of breathing on either side of her and there were two very large hands on her belly, skin to skin. Her first instinct was to panic until she opened her eyes and the soft morning light revealed Luc on her left and Logan on her right. A little grin curved her lips. They even inhaled and exhaled at the same time and she wondered if there was anything the two of them didn’t do together.

  She took advantage of the opportunity to get a long, hard look at the two of them. Most people appeared softer or younger when they were asleep, but not these two. They were just as powerful asleep as they were fully awake and aware and she wondered how quickly they could move when they were threatened. Logan always seemed to have a quick smile and an even quicker hug while Luc could sit deceptively still and yet be aware of everything going on around him. His smile was non-existent and the only way she knew he was amused was by the depth of the lines by his eyes.

  Comfortable, but completely awake, she stayed where she was for another couple minutes until she couldn’t put off getting up any longer. Climbing over one of them was sure to wake them. Her best escape route was either up or down. She chose down and slid her hands beneath their hands and held them up as she slid to the bottom of the bed and then onto the floor. A silent sigh of relief left her lips as she tiptoed to the bathroom and quietly closed the door.

  When she came out, they were still sleeping so she went hunting for the kitchen with the intention of getting the coffee brewing. On her way downstairs, she peeked into the other rooms. There were six large bedrooms with bathrooms upstairs. Downstairs she followed the hall through the house. She took note of the formal living room and dining room, a theater room and den, a sunroom at the back of the house, and then finally the kitchen.

  She stopped in the door and stared at her idea of the perfect kitchen. The appliances were stainless steel. The range had eight burners with a grill down the center. The wall next to it held two large ovens and at least one of them was convection. The fridges were commercial with glass fronts that made her drool with envy. There were enough granite counters to host a marathon cooking session. A large central island sat in the center of the room, surrounded by backless stools. The large double sinks were situated in the center of the outer wall and the large windows above them let in a flood of natural light. She opened a door at the other side of the room and found a large well-stocked pantry, and grabbed the ingredients for peanut butter chocolate chip cookies and carried them to the island.

  Twenty minutes later the first baking sheet of dough was in the oven. Cassie was at the bar with her first cup of coffee when the backdoor opened. A few seconds later the sounds of the alarm system being turned off reached her and then a slender woman with short, curly hair and doe-like brown eyes entered the kitchen.

  “Who are you?” the lady asked.

  “Are you Isabella?” Cassie smiled when she saw the aqua streaks in the woman’s light brown hair.

  “I asked you first?”

  “I’m Cassie,” she said. “Luc and Logan’s, uh, guest.”

  Isabella laughed, and Cassie smiled again. Count on Luc and Logan to have an outspoken housekeeper with aqua hair and a joyful-sounding laugh.

  When Isabella stopped laughing she pointed at Cassie’s chest. “I recognize that T-shirt. You’re no guest. How’s your butt?”

  Cassie blushed and Isabella laughed again. “There’s never a dull moment around those two boys.” Then she sniffed the air and asked, “What’s that smell?”

  “Cookies.”

  Isabella poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down across from Cassie. “They’ve already got you cooking for them. Must be serious.”

  “I’m in a little bit of trouble and they’re protecting me. That’s all.” Cassie shrugged. “I like to cook.”

  “Your reason for being here doesn’t matter to me. I hate to cook. My advice to you is don’t give those two charmers their way all the time. They’re spoiled enough. Try to shake them up every now and then.”

  “It’s just temporary. A few months at most.”

  Isabella laughed again then put her finger to her lips and winked as the sound of running feet came from the direction of the stairway. Her expression changed from friendly to disgruntled. “It just isn’t right. A young girl like you being exposed to those two lechers. I think you should move in with me,” she said just as Luc and Logan rushed into the room and slid to a stop next to the breakfast bar.

  Luc growled and grabbed Cassie. “Ours. Hands off.” He glared at Isabella.

  “Yeah,” Logan said. “Hands off.” He ran his hand down Cassie’s hair. “Don’t listen to her, sugar. She needs a spanking.”

  “I’d like to see the man brave enough to try,” Isabella winked at Cassie as she got up. “I have things to do. Call me when breakfast is ready.”

  Cassie giggled as Isabella left the room. A second later the oven timer went off. “Luc, put me down, please. I need to get the cookies out of the oven.”

  Luc set her down then patted her on the bottom as he and Logan slid onto the stools around the island. They watched as she took the pan of cookies from the oven and set it on a cooling rack before sliding the second prepared pan into the oven.

  Luc reached over and grabbed a hot cookie from the plate. He tossed it back and forth between his hands to cool it as Cassie set two cups of coffee in front of them along with the cream and sugar. She slid two cookies onto a plate for Logan and one cookie onto a plate for Luc then moved the rest of them to a platter.

  “What do you two want for breakfast?”

  “Cookies,” Luc and Logan said.

  Cassie grabbed the platter of cookies and moved it farther away, then opened the fridge and gathered the ingredients for southwestern omelets. “Who usually does the cooking?” she asked, curious since the kitchen was so well stocked.

  “Isabella has a lady named Doris who helps her clean and she cooks for her unless she’s pissed off at her. Doris won’t cook for us, though,” Logan said.

  Cassie’s brows flew up and she laughed. “Is she ex-military, too?”

  “No,” Luc said. “Just misguided.”

  “By Isabella,” Logan said. “They started a society. It’s called ‘Southern Women Against Terrible Spankers.’”

  “S.W.A.T.S.?” Cassie asked then laughed until tears covered her cheeks. “I love it. I’m joining just so I can attend one of their meetings. How many members do they have?”

  “Two,” Luc said then stood up and moved around the island. He pulled her up against him and looked down at her. “When I woke up this morning, I expected to see you, not Logan. New rule—don’t go anywhere without one of us means anywhere, inside or outside. Do you understand?”

  Cassie nodded then said, “Yes, Luc.”

  “Good.” He patted her ass. “Now give me another cookie.”

  “Nutrition first,” Cassie said, then added, “Logan, put those back.” She turned and caught Logan with two cookies in his hand.

  “Damn, how do women do that?” Logan asked.

  “It’s a secret only women are allowed to know.” Cassie wiggled out of Luc’s arms and reached for a cutting board. “Southwestern omelets and toast okay?”

  Logan put one cookie back, bit into the second one and grinned at Luc’s scowl. Cassie sighed, picked up a cookie, handed it to Luc, and then said, “I’ll have breakfast ready in just a minute.” The
buzzer went off and she removed the pan from the oven.

  Luc retrieved the milk and orange juice from the fridge and set them on the table while Logan set the table with silverware. A few minutes later Isabella wandered into the room and sat down at the table.

  “Smells good,” Isabella said.

  Cassie smiled and buttered the last piece of toast then grabbed the platter of omelets and set it on the table before sitting down. Luc and Logan sat on either side of her. Luc poured the milk while Logan poured the juice.

  “I don’t drink milk,” Cassie said, wrinkling her nose at the small glass of milk Luc set by her plate.

  “You need calcium,” Luc said. “Do you like chocolate or strawberry?”

  “Chocolate, of course,” Cassie said.

  Luc disappeared into the pantry then returned with a bottle of chocolate mix. He squirted some into her glass then stirred it.

  “Thank you, Luc,” Cassie said.

  “You can thank me properly tonight,” Luc said.

  “We’re taking you with us to Club Mystique after breakfast,” Logan said. “Addison, Jenna, and Marisol are going to meet you at the spa.”

  “What time? I’ll need to clean up the kitchen and shower and get dressed.”

  “You cook, I’ll clean,” Isabella said.

  Cassie smiled at her. “Thank you, Isabella.”

  “You’re welcome,” Isabella said. “By the way I want to talk to you about joining my society.”

  “No,” Luc and Logan said, together.