by Diane Leyne
“Maybe that’s all I want?” Cindy declared, although her voice betrayed insecurity. She tried again to sound worldly. “Sex with two hot guys sounds pretty good, even if they might want to spank my ass.”
“Cindy, every Dom has different needs. Every sub has different desires. No two couples or ménages are exactly the same, but you have to understand their lifestyle. We are not just talking about a little spanking here.
“Whether you just decide to have a fling or if you end up with something more serious, don’t go into things thinking that this is a game to be played occasionally. This is how they live their lives. You are not going to get vanilla from them, ever.”
Serena sighed and looked at Cindy to see if her words were sinking in.
“Firstly, I’m not looking for a relationship right now and secondly, I’m not naive. My eyes are open. I’ve read books even if I don’t have any personal experience. I might be interested in a fling. Who wouldn’t be interested in two hot guys?”
“Two hot guys at your service!”
Cindy almost jumped out of her skin. She was so intent on her conversation with Serena that she hadn’t heard the twins approach. Crap. How much did they hear?
“Where’s Zack?” asked Serena. “I thought he was with you?”
“Getting the car.”
“Why don’t you go with him? We’ll take Cindy home.”
“But…”
Zack roared up.
“I can’t believe you made her sit in that little tiny backseat on the way here. She’ll be much more comfortable with us.”
Cindy was torn, but when Serena looked at her, Cindy gave her a smile and a nod.
“Okay. You’ve got the spare key. I’ll see you when I see you.” And then she was gone, and Cindy was standing on the steps with two very sexy and intense dominant men. She could feel their eyes boring into her as if seeing under her clothes.
“Say our names,” they demanded in unison.
“Connor.” She indicated the man on the right. “And Liam.”
Connor crowed with delight, reaching out to pull her into an embrace while a grousing Liam went off to get their truck.
“I won.”
“Won what?”
“First kiss.” And he pulled her close to him. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her lower torso and felt a stab of sheer lust pulsing through her. She didn’t wait for him to make a move. She reached up and pulled his head down to her, her mouth soft but intent. He didn’t let her take the lead for long. Soon his mouth hardened, opening, his tongue plundering her mouth, taking control of the kiss, as his arms tightened around her, sliding lower to cup her butt cheeks, pulling her even tighter to him, pressing against her in sensual promise.
Chapter Four
A few moments later, Liam pulled up in the pickup truck, and Cindy found herself clinging to Connor as he carried her down the steps and over to the truck. Liam had the door open and waiting. Connor set her down, and Liam took her in his arms as his brother went around to the driver’s side.
Cindy found it unbelievably erotic to go from kissing one man to another, knowing that they both desired her so much that they wanted to share her. The thought scared her a little, too, but she also realized that she was more aroused than she’d been in a very long while.
Liam pressed an identical bulge in his pants against her, and she pushed back, trying to get closer, grabbing his hips and squeezing his butt cheeks.
Abruptly, Liam pulled back.
“Naughty, naughty. Patience, woman.” He chuckled and lifted her up into the truck, and when she scooted to the middle seat, he got in beside her.
After closing the door, he turned to her.
“Here’s the thing, sweetie. We both want you. We are willing to take our time and get to know you and would never push you into doing anything you don’t want to do or aren’t ready to do, but we also have to be very up front with you and put everything out on the table before we go any further.”
“But we just kissed.” Cindy was bewildered and looked from one to the other.
“What is this all about? Are you, what, asking me to decide between you? We just met. I like you both, but I’m not looking for anything serious right now. I’ve only just got home. I don’t have a permanent home or a job or anything.” A second ago, she’d been kissing one and then a second hot guy. Now they were having some kind of serious discussion. She didn’t want serious. She didn’t want a relationship discussion. She wanted hot sex and a chance to forget about everything for just a little while. She placed her hands on their knees. Sex with two hot guys would be just the distraction she needed. But no way she could or would choose. Maybe she should just go home.
Connor could see her internal struggle. She’d looked so aroused after the kissing and would probably have gone with them without question, but now she was wary and he could sense her emotional withdrawal. He knew that he could just shut up and probably get her turned on again, but he and Liam weren’t looking for just a one-night roll in the hay. They could easily get that. But if they were going to explore a possible relationship, then they had to start off properly with all the cards on the table. And if she wanted to start off with a night of hot sex, that would be fine with him, but…
“Look, Cindy, we are not asking for a commitment and we are not asking you to make a choice between us. We share. Everything.” He paused to study her face and make sure that she was listening and taking in what he was saying. As much as his dick wanted him to take what she was clearly offering, he wouldn’t go further until he was sure she understood what the deal was.
“And, Cindy, that would include you, if you want to get involved with us.” He could see from her expression she wanted to interrupt, but that was another lesson she would have to learn if she wanted to be with them. A sub never interrupted her Dom.
“Wait. Let me finish. We work a lot of hours. The club is open six nights a week. We work eight to three or even four a.m. on five or six of those nights. Sundays are the only time we have the same night off, and that’s not going to change. Club Libertine is our business and how we make our living.
“If you are working part time at the club, our schedule won’t be as much of a problem, but the fact that we are both Doms might be. If you decide you want to get to know us better, date us, explore a relationship with us, we can promise we’ll ease you into the lifestyle, but make no mistake. At the end of the day, our woman is our sexual submissive and if that’s something you aren’t interested in, then let’s end things before we let things go any further and one or more of us gets emotionally involved.” He paused and looked at her.
Cindy felt a shiver of desire run through her body and maybe a little fear if she was honest with herself. The thought of two men pleasuring her was exciting. The thought of having to submit to two men was a different matter. She realized that she didn’t really understand what the “lifestyle” meant to Liam and Connor, and wished suddenly that she’d listened more closely to Serena.
“I don’t really know anything about Dom/sub relationships other than a few dirty books.” She blushed. They probably thought it was because she was embarrassed to admit to her reading material, but really it was because it was more than just a few dirty books that she’d read. She’d become obsessed with BDSM and ménage books during her recuperation.
It all felt a little surreal that she was now sitting in a truck with two men she’d just met who were offering to explore just that kind of relationship. She should probably tell them to take her home. After all, they were virtually strangers, even if they were friends of her future brother-in-law. But she found that she was more aroused than scared by Liam’s words.
“Did they turn you on?”
She nodded, a bit embarrassed.
“What parts?” he demanded to know.
“The whole power exchange thing, the thought of giving myself over to someone and letting them take full control of me. It’s scary and thrilling at the same tim
e. I have spent so much time being in control that the idea of handing it over is both scary and thrilling.”
“Have you ever tried it or just read about it?” His eyes narrowed as he watched her intently. Cindy realized that she may have given away more than she meant to. The term “power exchange”
wasn’t really a common one. He had to know that she’d read more than just read a few popular books on the subject. She’d done some serious reading. And fantasizing.
She looked up and saw that Liam was looking at her closely. She realized she was blushing. The expression on his face made it clear that he’d picked up on her slip and was intrigued. She watched him look over her head to Connor who had a similar expression. Damn, they both picked up on my slip.
Liam looked back down at Cindy.
“Answer the question,” he demanded in a stern Dom voice. If he was trying to test her reactions, she wasn’t sure if she was passing or failing.
“Just read.” She couldn’t believe how tentative and breathy her response was. She felt her respiration speeding up, and her nipples get even harder, so hard they pushed out the fabric of her bra and top. The tone of his voice turned her on. She looked from man to man and saw that their gazes were locked on her breasts. There was a curl of lust in her stomach and a rush of moisture between her legs.
“Take your dress off. Now,” demanded Liam suddenly. He looked at Connor who looked back at him, shocked, worried, anxious, aroused.
Cindy hesitated and reached down to the hem and pulled it up. She saw the look of triumph and desire on Liam’s face and a surge of arousal as he reached down to help. The dress was halfway over her head before she hesitated. Both twins tugged it the rest of the way off, eyes locked on her breasts being displayed in her low-cut bra.
Cindy swallowed, making her breasts move up and down. She realized that both men’s eyes were locked on the swells of her breasts, and she suddenly felt powerful. They both wanted her. She could do this. A night of mindless sex was exactly what she needed to take her mind off what she’d come home to do. And a night of mindless sex with two Doms would mean that she didn’t have to worry about what she should do or touch or kiss or anything. They would command her and she could just turn off her brain and enjoy.
She realized that Connor’s body was tense as he watched her as she struggled internally with her decision. Cindy found herself turning her gaze down from his as her common sense fought with her desire. She wanted to hide from their penetrating gazes, but she had nowhere to go as they stared at her with identical expressions of lust and arousal with an undercurrent of anxiety as they waited for her decision. She realized that they were waiting for her and wouldn’t push any further until they were sure she was ready. Suddenly, the decision was easy. She leaned back and smiled shyly at them before casting her eyes downward and waited for their command.
“I want to see your tits.” Connor’s voice sounded strangled. “Show them to me.”
She went to reach behind her to unclip her bra when he stopped her. “I said show them to me, not take off your bra. Show them to me. Reach into your bra and pull your tits out so I can see them.”
Now she was really turned on. Being commanded was just as incredibly sexy as she’d imagined it when she was consuming those novels on her e-reader.
She did as he asked. No, she did as he demanded, her nipples now so tight they were almost painful. A moment later she was moaning as the two men lowered their heads and sucked a nipple into their mouths. She almost came at the first strong suction, she was so turned on. The onslaught of sensation almost overwhelmed her. Liam’s mouth was aggressive, pulling her nipple and surrounding areola into his mouth and biting down gently on her nipple as he tugged it with his teeth. Connor was much gentler, licking and sucking and caressing. The contrast of the sensations was almost more than she could bear. She found herself moaning and writhing, desperate to have more. She wanted a hand or a mouth on her clit and a cock in her pussy.
“Please.” Liam’s right hand moved between her legs, pressing against the fabric of her plain black panties. There was some friction on her clit, but not enough. Connor moved upward and captured her mouth with his, his tongue hard and invasive, demanding she submit. At the same time, Liam’s busy hand reached under the elastic of the waistband and slid inside. She felt his big finger go straight to her clit and rub lightly against her.
The beginning of an orgasm rippled through her and she started moving helplessly against his hand to get him to rub harder. She tried to angle her hips to encourage Liam to shove his fingers inside her. The small ripples started moving through her body. And then nothing. She was sitting between them again, and they’d pulled back.
A blush rising, she started to put her breasts back into her bra and jumped when they both grabbed a hand.
“Did we give you permission to hide your tits?” Liam’s voice was hard and demanding and the crude words caused an intense flash of desire, and her panties dampened and her clit started to throb harder.
“Hands at your sides or we’ll tie them there. Would you like that?” Cindy moaned in response, but she put her hands down. She thought she just might like it if they tied her up. But now she was frustrated. She had been damned close to coming, just from them sucking on her nipples and a little petting. She’d never been so easily aroused. And she was still breathing heavily, and she could see that they were, too. She was pleased that they weren’t unaffected by their make-out session, but why did they stop?
“We want more than playing around in a truck,” stated Connor. “So now the power lies with you. You have options and have to make your decision. Option one is simple. We can take you home, and going forward, you’ll be working with us at the club, but that’s it. We’ll all be in the friend zone.”
Cindy shook her head in denial without even thinking about it. She instantly regretted her impulsive reaction when she saw the twins smile so happily.
“Good, sweet Cin.
“We want more than that, too. But you have to understand this is not a game to us. This isn’t about role playing in the bedroom. We are Doms and you have to understand what that means because we aren’t looking for a one-night stand. There are lots of women, experienced subs, we could have that with. We are looking for a relationship, a Dom/sub relationship, and from the moment we saw you, we both knew we’d like to explore that possibility with you.”
Cindy felt the force of his gaze on her, almost burning her with its intensity. She shivered with both fear and desire, her nipples tightening almost painfully as her clit began to throb. She wanted them to touch her again, but she knew from her books that she had to wait for them to decide to continue.
“And because we are looking at a potential relationship, we have to be up front from day one so you understand what you are getting yourself into with us.
“We have a need to be in charge in all sexual matters. Any relationship with us means you will be our sub. Our sexual submissive. You will allow us to dominate you in the bedroom. We will own your body, your pleasure, and your pain. It will be our privilege to provide you with sexual pleasure, but it will be on our terms. We fuck you when we want, how we want, and as long as we want. You orgasm only with our permission. That’s why we stopped right now. You were about to come, and if you’d done so without permission, then we’d have had to punish you.
“So, option two is we can take you home now, and you can have your lunch with Lindy and dinner with us, and we’ll court you slowly, so you can get to know us and learn what it means to submit to us. It’s not for everyone, and we are willing to ease you into the lifestyle.” Connor paused and it was Liam who continued.
“Or option three, you can come home with us now and experience what it means to be our woman, sort of a hands-on and cocks-in sampling of our lifestyle.”
Cindy looked at them, first Liam and then Connor and back again. They had both backed away from her as far as they could in the truck so they weren’t touching. They simply looked
at her and waited for her to process their words and make her decision without pressure.
She looked away from them and stared straight ahead, her mind trying desperately to process their words.
The thought of being punished by them was almost as intoxicating as the thought of being pleasured by them. She’d been a terrible person before she left Seattle. No one, not even Lindy knew just how bad a person Cindy was. It had been as a penance that she’d signed up with Doctors Without Borders. She had no medical training, but she knew how to organize, and she quickly made herself indispensable running the clinic and doing the administration so the volunteer doctors and nurses could concentrate on helping the sick and wounded.
It had been almost three years since she’d been with a man, and she’d never been with two before. Three long years of sleeping alone, living halfway around the world from friends and family and anything familiar. She’d worked hard in dangerous surroundings, always on guard, always in control, a thousand and one decisions waiting for her each and every day, while sometimes listening to the bombs rain down in the distance, trying to figure out how to scrounge enough supplies to keep the clinic open a day longer. Day after day, she struggled, having found something worth doing, finally growing up and putting others first, until the day she, herself, was struck down. It was a stray bullet. It went through her side, a flesh wound really, but the wound had gotten infected, and she’d nearly died.
Lying in that hospital room had given her a lot of time to think. Before that, she’d been so busy she’d fallen into bed each night exhausted. But having nothing to do for days on end had given her perspective, and she realized that she’d never be able to move on until she made peace with Lindy. Staying away was no longer an option. Tomorrow at lunch, she’d confess her sins and ask for absolution. And if Lindy wanted her to leave town, she would and never look back. So tonight might be her only chance to be with Connor and Liam.
