She had never been a vain person before, but when married to the owner of a sex club and his brother, she tried to keep up a sense of allure and sophistication. Being pregnant was making that harder and harder to accomplish. Turning, she left the bathroom, refusing to look at her expanding body anymore. Nope, she was just going to have to exercise like crazy, eat smaller meals, and try to forget about the lines that now marred her body.
Walking into the living room, she flipped on the stereo. The sounds of Bryan Ferry’s “Slave to Love” filtered throughout the room. She remembered when Gabriel and Alex played this song for her, then made love to her. She remembered every detail, every touch, and every kiss, everything about that day. Closing her eyes, she let the music flow around her. Swaying to the beat, she allowed her worries to flee, and just felt. For one moment in time, she felt them loving her as they once did.
Lost in her own little cocoon, she never felt his arms come around her as she swayed to the music. Nor did she feel him as he slowly moved to the music with her. Only when he kissed her neck did she open her eyes. Leaning her head on his chest, he danced with her.
“Gabriel,” she whispered.
“Little bird,” he softly replied, making her smile. She loved his name for her. It was an endearment from when she was a child, and Gabriel always indulged her every whim, to the discontentment of her own brothers.
Now, he babied her with kid gloves.
She hated that.
“Fuck me, Gabriel,” she said, looking at him.
“All right, little bird.” He smiled. “Let’s get you back into bed, where you will be more comfortable.”
“No. Right here, right now.”
“Antoinette,” he grumbled. “The living room is not comfortable. You will feel better in bed.”
“I don’t want you in a bed. I want you right here, on the floor,” she said adamantly. To make her point clear, she started to unbutton his leathers.
His hands stopped her. “No, Antoinette. Not here.”
She wanted to scream, yell, throw a fit, but mostly, she just wanted to cry. Slipping out of his grip, she held it together long enough to gracefully walk back into the bedroom, closing the doors behind her.
* * * *
Gabriel didn’t say a word as she silently left the room. He didn’t know what was wrong or if he was at fault. However, the sound of his brother’s voice clarified everything for him.
“What is it the yanks say?” Alex said, leaning against the wall near the penthouse doors. “Brother, you just fucked up.”
“I would have slept with her. Why did she leave?”
“Gabe, she didn’t ask you to sleep with her. She asked you to fuck her. There is a difference,” Alex explained, sitting down on the couch.
“She is going to have a baby, Alexander. I don’t want to harm the child.”
“She wanted you to make love to her, Gabriel. I would bet she is feeling a little unwanted and possibly unsexy right about now. What harm could it have been for you to bend her over the chaise and fuck her? You could have spanked her little ass a little and given her what she asked for. That baby is perfectly secure. Doc said we could continue with the sexual activity, just tone it down a bit. He didn’t say ignore her wishes. Instead, you babied her again. Brother, she isn’t going to break. You have to stop treating her as if she’s some fragile piece of glass. You’re pissing her off.”
“So what do you suggest I do, Obi Wan?” Gabriel asked.
“I suggest we get naked, tie her up, spank her ass, and fuck her till she begs us to stop,” Alexander advised, stripping as he spoke. “I’ll get the silk ropes, you get the paddle.”
“Wait, brother, I have a better idea.” Gabriel grinned mischievously. Pulling out his cell phone, he typed a quick text message. When he finished, he shut his phone off because he did not want anyone to disturb him tonight.
Because tonight, he was going to prove to his wife that she was still the most beautiful woman in his world.
* * * *
Annie cast her mind back to the moment twelve months ago when she laid eyes on Gabriel as she walked toward him at their wedding. Nervous and scared, she knew that she was making the right decision. Gabriel and Alexander were her life, and without them, she was adrift. She loved her men more than the air in her lungs, and she knew they loved her, too.
Gabriel stood out as someone different. His self-assurance, intelligence, and charm were disarming, but he listened, too, that was until he found out she was pregnant. Since then, he didn’t listen to anyone unless they had a PhD behind their name.
Combined with his good looks, Gabriel was someone she was attracted to and comfortable with. There was something else, too. At the time, she couldn’t put her finger on it, but in time, she realized what it was. Gabriel stirred her deep inside. Then there was her Alex.
If it weren’t for Alexander these last five months, she would have killed Gabriel. Where Gabe was a micromanaging freak, Alex was laid back and considerate. When she wanted to strangle Gabe, Alex would be there to calm her down. His understanding of his brother was the only thing that kept her going. She loved them both, wanted to be with them always, but even lately, Alex had taken a step back on the sex front. Not as handsy as he used to be, he took a more gentle, caressing approach. While she loved it, it wasn’t technically what she wanted.
She wanted them to fuck her hard. She wanted to be dominated.
She wanted to feel desired.
The bedroom door opened. Light filtered in. Looking up from her pillow, she gasped. There they stood.
Naked.
Their cocks fully erect.
“Go away,” she cried into her pillow.
“Can’t do that, little bird.”
“I mean it. I don’t want to see you two, and you both can stow your cocks. You’re not getting any, at all, ever.”
“Feisty little thing when she’s all emotional, isn’t she?” Alex asked.
Alex’s broad shoulders, thick dark hair, and tanned complexion made her pussy quiver. Standing well over six feet, and with slate-gray eyes, he stared at her. Her husband was a masterpiece. When she saw the red silk ropes in his hands, she gasped.
“Now, that was the reaction I was hoping for, love.” He grinned.
Gabriel stood next to his brother, devoid of clothes also. The intense look in his eyes had her pussy spasming instantly. Gabriel’s self-assurance and confidence, now in full swing, made her tremble. A tad shorter and a little slimmer than Alex, he was nothing but a magnificent piece of man flesh. His clean-shaven, handsome, and high-cheekboned face always caused female heads to turn. He was always dressed flawlessly, very smart and polished, matching his personality. Like a fine wine, she loved sipping and savoring his essence.
When he spoke, his voice was authoritative and measured. “Strip.”
Oh god, I think I just came.
With his enthralling voice, Gabriel moved further into the room. That was when she noticed the paddle in his hand. Alex remained impassive and relaxed.
Her heart was beating fast, but she did as he ordered. She slid from the bed.
First, she unbuttoned her nightshirt, placing it carefully at the end of the bed. She slid off the bottoms next, leaving her standing there in her black panties. Looking at her men, neither said a word. Slowly sliding her panties down around her ankles, she stepped out of them, revealing her recently trimmed pussy.
Her anticipation level moved up another notch. She heard Alex’s breath hitch. As she stood naked before them, the thick, luxurious carpet felt soft under her bare feet. She scrunched her toes, enjoying the sensation. Her mind was racing. She was physically shaking imagining what they were going to do to her.
They watched her, measuring her every reaction.
They studied her, memorizing her.
A sexual arousal unlike never before rushed through her veins. This went beyond any kind of foreplay she had experienced before. This was something else completely, an arousal of
both the mind and the body, an attack on her limits and capabilities. Were her feelings heightened because of her pregnancy? She didn’t know, but the emotions she was feeling definitely heightened beyond anything she had ever felt before.
She swallowed hard and waited.
“Kneel,” Gabriel said in that seductive go-ahead-baby-disobey-and-see-what-happens voice. She loved that voice.
She felt giddy, and everything at once felt surreal. Composing herself, she assumed her submissive position on the floor and waited for further instructions.
An eternity seemed to pass before Annie heard movement. Gabriel walked over to Annie and hovered above her. She could see his handsome, manicured feet. God, he had sexy feet.
“On your feet, little bird,” he commanded suddenly.
Trying to compose herself, Annie tentatively picked herself up and stood, eyes lowered and facing the ground. She snuck a peek at him, and he growled at her. It had been months since she heard that little noise. Her pussy convulsed, her heart raced, and she blushed.
She looked deeply into his piercing silver eyes. She felt under his total control.
He was now in charge. Of that, there was no doubt. Silently facing each other, Gabriel reached up and touched her diamond collar he had presented her on the first night of their honeymoon. “This is mine,” he stated.
Annie wasn’t sure where he was going with that statement, so she kept her mouth shut. He then placed his hand on her stomach and rubbed it gently.
“This is also mine.”
Confused, she tentatively looked toward Alex for help. When he didn’t give anything away, she turned her attention back to Gabriel and whispered, “Yes.”
“Yes what, little bird?”
“Yes, Master.”
Walking around her, Gabriel sized her up, as if inspecting every inch of her. “It has been brought to my attention that I haven’t been living up to my end of the bargain, my dear. That I have been neglecting you, is that what you think?”
“Yes,” she replied softly.
Stepping back, he leaned against the wall. “Well then. I can’t have my wife or my submissive saying I do not pleasure her.”
Turning quickly, she moved toward him. “Gabriel, I don’t…”
“Kneel!”
Annie immediately dropped to her knees. Bowing her head, her back straight, she waited for his next instruction. It had been weeks since her husbands dominated her. Her body was firing on all cylinders, eagerly awaiting her Master’s next order. Alex came over and attached the lead to the collar around her neck. Helping her to stand, he led her quietly to the adjoining room. The room she craved and dreamt about.
They were taking her to the playroom.
The chain pulled at her neck. Standing in the spot Alex led her to, she never uttered a word as Gabriel attached two leather and fur cuffs to her wrist. Stepping back, Alex lifted her hands above her head and looped a chain hanging from the ceiling through the two wrist collars so her hands were now immobilized.
Alex slipped a soft, black, silk blindfold over her eyes.
The room instantly disappeared.
She was about to get her wish.
“I like to keep my wife in the dark in more ways than one. I haven’t been ignoring you, but as usual, little bird, you are an impatient creature. You see, you married a very complex man. I will admit, this blessing,” he said, tenderly stroking her small swollen belly, “has been on my mind lately. I’ve been wondering what kind of father I would be, doing what I do for a living. Would the child be ashamed of me, scared of me, abhorrent to what I do?”
“Gabe…” she whispered.
“Hush, let me finish. Then it came to me. This child doesn’t care what its father does, only that it’s loved and cared for. You see, Antoinette, I am going to be able to give this child something I never had, and I’ve worried that I wouldn’t be able to fulfill that duty. However, with you and Alex, neither of you would let me fail. The both of you would make sure I succeed. Working together, this child will have everything it needs.”
“Yes,” she murmured.
“However, then there is you.” His voice turned dark, measured, and controlling. Chills skated over her body. “Apparently I have been neglecting my wife. Is that true, little bird? Have I neglected you?”
Annie didn’t know where he was going with this. Yes, she missed her time in the playroom, but had he truly forgotten about her? No, he was still attentive as ever, but different. He was the same, but not. She really didn’t know how to answer that question, or if she should.
“Answer me!” Gabriel barked as he grabbed one of her nipples and pinched it.
Annie moaned.
“Yes…no,” she sputtered.
“Which is it, little bird?” he asked as a sharp, intense, and unexpected pain shot through her body as something was attached to her erect nipples without warning. She let out an involuntary cry but then quickly clenched her teeth, taking a deep breath. The pain remained, but to her surprise, she also felt pleasure. Somehow, the exquisite pain awakened something deep within her. She felt his finger lightly trace over her body, she whimpered.
“Hush now, little bird,” he whispered.
His soft touch felt amazing in the darkness. He gently began rubbing her clit, and Annie could no nothing except let out a muffled groan.
“Tisk, Tisk, little one. I told you to stay quiet. I guess I must punish you.”
Annie moaned.
Oh yes, please punish me!
“For failing to obey a simple request, you will be forced to wear something for our amusement. Now lean forward.”
She had no idea what he would force her to wear, but she didn’t disobey him. With her arms still chained above her head, she placed her feet further back and arched forward. She bucked as the cold lubricant tickled her anus, quickly followed by what she believed was a rubber butt plug. She bit her bottom lip and flexed her thigh muscles during the first painful few inches. It had been a long time since either one played with her ass, and just the thought of them considering it had her heart picking up speed.
As he carefully worked the plug into her asshole, a pleasant, relaxing flush flowed through her body. She loved the sensation and felt so dirty. Annie squeezed her butt muscles around her new companion and again enjoyed the fuzzy feelings it gave her.
Blindfold still in place, the sensations caused by the nipple clamps and butt plug took on another dimension as another erotic delight was added when she felt the soft leather straps of a flogger that gently caressed her stomach.
“Oh yes,” she moaned. Not knowing where or when the next slash would strike built an incredible sense of anticipation.
Gabriel flogged her all over her body, her chest, back, legs, ass, and even her pussy, gently as if he was worshiping her body. The pleasure took her over the edge to her first orgasm. She’d never experienced anything like this before. It was mind-blowing. The feeling of utter devotion and sensuality was more than she could handle.
Her head was still spinning as Gabriel removed the blindfold and released her arms from the chain above her head. The blood rushed back into her arms as she took in her newfound gift of sight. She yelped as Gabriel released her left nipple clamp, swiftly followed by the right. The pain seared through her body as her swollen nipples were released from their metallic captors. He left the butt plug in place.
“You did very well, little bird. Are you ready for more?” he asked as she clung to him.
“Mmm,” she replied, glancing over to the far side of the room where Alex sat on the leather armchair. His beautiful face looked provocatively at her. His thick, erect cock was impossible to miss. Lust filled her. “Yes, Master, I’m ready.”
“Good, because Alex has a request,” Gabriel said. Looking at her handsome husband, she waited for Alex to give her the order. Yet when it came, she stood stock-still in shock.
“Did you hear me, love? I said rim me.” Alex grinned.
Rim him! She didn’t kno
w if she could do it, yet she knelt between Alex’s legs and did as she was told. She grasped his cock and balls, and with her tongue, she gently licked his asshole. To her surprise, she rather enjoyed his musty taste and aroma. Warming to the task, she took her time and built up slowly. She circled her tongue around his hole. She stroked his cock and played with his balls, gripping and twisting them ever so tenderly.
Alex let him out a deep, manly groan.
She kept her eyes on Gabriel as she continued to rim Alex.
“Love, please pay attention to me. Do we have to have this conversation again?” Alex sighed. “When my cock is in your hands, you must look at me and say my name. We’ve been over this, love.”
To make his point, Alex stood and thrust his strapping cock in her face. Grabbing the back of her head, she took his cock with glee, savoring his delicious pre-cum as he slowly slid in and out of her mouth.
Gabriel moved closer, stroking his cock. Releasing Alex, she licked her lips and took Gabriel into her mouth. She loved when they stood over her, dominating her. She wanted them both so much. She needed to know that she was still desirable to them, and that they still loved her as much as she loved them.
Just before both men blew their loads into her mouth, they pulled away from her and helped her onto the large bed in the corner of the room. They joined her on the bed and manipulated her into the next position.
“Such a sweet little pussy,” Gabriel said, licking his lips, kneeling down behind her. Annie moaned when she heard him sniff, and then with a long, slow stroke, his tongue slid up and down her clit.
“Oh Jesus,” she stammered as she felt her second orgasm begin to build.
“No, love,” Alex sighed, as Gabriel continued to lap her sopping pussy. Annie exploded into a gushing orgasm with a rising, guttural moan as Alex said, “That’s Gabriel.”
She lost herself completely as the intense pleasure washed over her entire body, leaving her tingling, flushed, and breathless. It had been so long since she came like that from oral sex. It was fucking enthralling. She wanted and craved more.
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