by Abby Blake
“Her car’s in the shop. She was actually going to ask you to pick her up this week.”
“So she accepted your car because she needed it? How do you know this?”
“I dropped by this morning to apologize for trying to undermine her independence.” He shook his head and laughed indulgently. “Even then it didn’t stop me from wondering if I could bribe the mechanic to accidently crush her car and sell it for scrap metal.”
“I’d almost support you on that,” Brick said with a laugh of his own. “But I think Bianca would be mighty pissed. She actually loves that car.”
“At least she doesn’t have to travel far. That’s something I suppose.”
Brick nodded. Her car was probably fine for the short distances she traveled. He’d likely have a fit if she tried to take it on a freeway, especially now. For the past ten months he’d been worried about Bianca as a friend, but in the last twenty-four hours the feelings had become deeper, more possessive. He’d loved her yesterday with all his heart, but today the fear of losing her was a living, breathing thing that threatened to overwhelm good sense.
“How did you manage to let her go?” he asked suddenly, needing to know. Viper might claim to have overwhelmed her with his dominant personality, but it was that same instinct that had given her freedom when she’d needed it.
“I almost didn’t,” Viper said with a shake of his head. “But she’d been sad for months before that. When she asked to leave, it was like everything fell into place in my mind.” He laughed in a self-deprecating sort of way. “But as you can see, I didn’t let her go far.”
“And you called me.”
“Yeah, I called you knowing that you’d help and protect her in ways that she would no longer let me.”
“So much for giving me my independence,” Bianca said as she came around the corner. Unexpectedly she was smiling as she said those words.
Viper seemed lost for words, and perhaps confused by her smile, but Bianca merely stepped between them and opened the door to her apartment.
“Well are you coming in or should I close the door in your faces?”
Her wicked smile had them both moving, almost trying to fit through the door side by side. Fortunately, Viper stepped back just a little to let Brick through in front of him.
“I’m sor—”
Bianca held up her hand, halting the words that were about to come out of Viper’s mouth.
“No more apologizing. I’m not angry with either of you for caring. I’ve done a lot of growing up in the past year and my work at the youth center has opened my eyes to how much worse things can be.” She sat on the sofa and dragged her shoes off her feet. “But if anything happens to my car, I won’t be the only one wearing a butt plug.”
Viper laughed, clearly unafraid of her threat, but Brick wasn’t quite so casual about sex toys just yet.
“You’re wearing a butt plug?”
“I took it out to go to work,” she said with a challenging look at Viper.
Wisely, the ex-SEAL held up his hands in surrender and smiled back. “I expected nothing less.”
“But I intend to put it back in after I’ve had a shower.”
“Good girl,” Viper said, his wicked grin now matching Bianca’s.
“Does anyone want to help me?” she asked, looking straight at Brick.
Embarrassed by his lack of experience in that department Brick glanced at Viper a moment before turning back to Bianca. “It might be best if Viper helps you this time.”
“Go have a shower, lit—” Viper cut off his words and shook his head in apparent frustration. “Sorry. Bianca, why don’t you go take a quick shower while Brick and I wait here?”
“Okay,” she said with a worried glance at Brick. “I’ll be right back.”
“Leave the plug out for now,” Viper called to her as she headed down the hallway toward the bathroom.
“Yes, S—” Brick wasn’t certain if Bianca bit off the word or the sound was lost to them when she stepped into the bathroom. Either way it proved that old habits died hard.
“Bianca and I spent eleven years together surrounded by people who enjoyed a similar lifestyle,” Viper said as he sat down on the sofa. “I think sometimes it’s easy to forget that a lot of this is still new to you.”
“I’m learning fast,” Brick said with a laugh. “The whole butt plug thing threw me for a moment. I’ve never been in a relationship long enough for it to progress to that level of intimacy. I just wasn’t expecting it, that’s all.”
“But you’re not turned off by it?”
Brick could feel the heat of a blush rising up his neck. “No,” he answered honestly. He knew it was a necessary conversation but kind of wished he wasn’t having it with Viper. “I’ve been curious for a while. I’ve just never had the opportunity.”
Viper nodded. “It’s been a long time for Bianca,” he said as they heard the shower turn on. “The butt plug just helps stretch out the muscles so we don’t hurt her.”
“Okay,” Brick said just a little nervously. Last night things had happened more spontaneously, but sitting here waiting for Bianca to finish her shower was messing with his head.
“Why don’t you go join her in the shower?” Viper asked. “Go have some vanilla-style sex while I pick us up some supper.”
Brick’s first inclination was to decline—it seemed the polite thing to do—but the temptation to be with Bianca was just a little too strong. He was halfway out of the room before he thought to reply verbally to Viper’s suggestion.
The man simply laughed, hauled himself off the sofa, and headed to the front door.
* * * *
Bianca quickly washed herself down, worried that Brick was freaking out. She’d grown so comfortable with him that she often forgot he wasn’t part of the same type lifestyle she’d led with Viper. Until now she’d been able to rein in her impulses, but with Viper back in her life her control was slipping.
“Is there room for two?” Brick asked as he cracked open the shower door and peered at her through the steam.
“Absolutely,” she said as relief swelled through her. At least he wasn’t running from her. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”
“Hey,” Brick said, stepping into the shower fully dressed. He pulled her into his arms, plastering her wet body against his jeans and T-shirt. “I think the three of us have apologized to each other more in the past twenty-four hours than we’ve likely done in the last ten years with other people. We need to stop tippy-toeing around or we’re going to go insane.”
“I agree,” she said with no small amount of relief.
“Good, now give me a moment to drag these clothes off before they get too wet, and then I’ll help you wash your back.” He stepped out of the shower recess and managed to shuck the wet denim with a bit of effort.
She didn’t want to break the mood but she needed to know. “Where’s Viper?”
“He went out to get some supper. He’ll be back soon.”
Brick reached for the shower gel, his smile reassuring her that everything was right with their world. He turned her away from him and started smoothing the soft bubbles over her neck and shoulders. She let her head fall forward, enjoying the type of sensual touching she’d missed for so long.
“Tell me about anal sex,” Brick said in a voice that was almost as bossy as Viper’s. “What are you expecting when you climb into bed with two men?”
“I don’t really know,” she said quietly. “I’ve never climbed into bed with two men before last night.” She looked over her shoulder at him, trying to gauge his reactions. “I just—” She cut off her words when she realized what might be bothering him. “I was only joking about the butt plugs. I would never ask you to wear one…I mean, unless that is, of course, you know if you…ah wanted to try it.” She tried to close her mouth but the ranting seemed beyond her control. “I mean, um, Viper doesn’t swing that way, but I could maybe…um…I’ve never tried pegging before but if you wan
ted…I might be able…”
She swallowed heavily, worried that she’d said all of the wrong things, but Brick’s deep laugh was like a balm to her overwrought soul.
“Take a breath, sweetheart,” he said, turning her so that she could see his face clearly. “I’m well aware the threat you made about butt plugs was merely a joke. I have no inclination to try them for myself.” He smoothed the shower gel over her collarbone and down to her breasts, his slippery fingers playing over her nipples as arousal swirled through her. “I have no idea what pegging is—and considering the subject matter I don’t think I want to know—but I can assure you that I don’t swing that way any more than Viper does.”
“Oh,” she said, feeling both relieved and very embarrassed by her out-of-control words.
“But, I appreciate your willingness to cater to my needs.” His hands dipped lower, his fingers spreading bubbles all over her belly and thighs, finally moving to caress the lips of her pussy. She giggled as he kissed the tip of her nose and smiled down at her. “Right now I have a very pressing need to have you wrapped around my cock.” He moved her under the spray of water and made certain she was soap free. “We really need to get those blood tests done,” he grumbled as he turned off the taps and helped her out of the shower. “Condoms and water sure don’t mix.”
“True,” she said with a sigh as he used the towel to dry her off.
“But,” he said, grinning wickedly as he turned her away from him, “there is something very appealing about watching.”
She smiled at his reflection in the mirror and then leaned forward to place her palms on the vanity, shivering when his hands moved over her ass and pussy lips. Two fingers thrust into her unexpectedly and she lifted onto her toes in surprise.
“Tell me about anal sex,” he demanded again. He moved his fingers slowly inside her, the almost casual finger-fucking setting every nerve ending ablaze. “Do you enjoy it?”
“Very much,” she said with a nod. His answering grin was wicked.
He leaned over her, his face beside hers as he thrust his fingers into her pussy even harder.
“Will you let me fuck your ass?”
Her pussy clenched around his invasion, her arousal rippling to every nerve ending.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He pulled his fingers out of her and then moved them over her swollen clit, circling the aching bud as she rocked against his hand. “But first I’m going to fuck this tight little pussy.” He reached around her and grabbed a condom off the bench. Apparently he’d come prepared.
Love for him swelled to every cell in her body. How could she have gotten so lucky to find not only one but two men so willing to protect her, even when she was capable of protecting herself?
It was like a lightbulb switching on in her head—that watershed moment of understanding.
That was the difference. Submitting to their wishes, compromising, making allowances for men who cared for her because she wanted to, not because she had to, made all the difference in the world. She could be a sub and retain her independence.
“Did I lose you somewhere?” Brick asked with a touch of humor in his voice.
“No,” she said, pushing back eagerly against his erection. “I think I just found me.”
“Perfect,” he said as he slid his cock into her already pulsing pussy.
* * * *
It was weird but the look of contentment that she wore on her face seemed like an amazing gift, even if he didn’t truly understand where it had come from. Her muscles were already caressing him as he slid into her pussy. He pushed to the hilt, holding her hard against him as he slid a hand down her stomach and sought her clit.
The tiny bud was already swollen, her jolting movement proving just how ready she was for orgasm. He played with her clit, his fingers gliding through the slippery fluid of her arousal as her pussy gripped him harder. He increased the pace, holding her still, his cock filling her completely as he bought her to spectacular orgasm.
She held his gaze in the mirror, the incredible emotional connection increasing the sensations, her soft moans rippling through him as she bucked against his hold. He drew it out, gentling the pressure against her clit, stroking it slowly as her orgasm went on and on and on. She gasped, her knees wobbling as her climax finally ebbed and exhaustion stole through her.
He pressed her front against the vanity top, her soft hiss as her breasts met cold tile sending urgent ripples of need through him. He gripped her hips, his hands shaking as his balls drew tight. Unable to stop himself, he started moving, each thrust harder and faster, deeper and stronger, each withdrawal agonizing in its deliberate slowness.
And the whole time she watched him in the mirror, her gaze never leaving his as he took from her, riding her hard as instinct ruled him and need overwhelmed. He practically growled, his body jolting as cum burst from him, the sensation incredible, the exhaustion unexpected.
“Holy shit,” he whispered as he carefully pulled away, holding the condom close to his body as he pulled his cock from her swollen pussy. He helped her to stand up, his own balance not as steady as usual. “I’m glad Viper went to get some food. I think I’m going to need it.”
Bianca laughed softly as he wrapped a towel around her, disposed of the condom, and then together they staggered back into the living area.
* * * *
Viper was very happy to see the contented smile on Bianca’s face. She was an incredibly responsive woman, but it sometimes took time for couples to find what worked for them together. Thankfully that was one thing it seemed they didn’t need to worry about.
“I wasn’t sure if you’d eaten already,” he said as Bianca sat down at the table and let the towel fall around her. Her breasts were still covered in the blush from her orgasm. “I grabbed a bit of everything from the local Chinese takeout—sweet, savory, spicy.”
“It smells delicious,” she said, taking the bowl he offered her and then reaching for a fork.
“Oh no,” Brick said with a wide smile on his face. “You eat Chinese food with a fork? I don’t think a relationship between us is going to work.”
It was obvious that the man was teasing, and judging by Bianca’s reaction, she knew it too.
“Sorry,” she said unrepentantly, “but the last time I had chopsticks in the house Viper used them as nipple clamps.”
Brick raised his eyebrows, apparently interested in Viper’s method.
“Elastic band top and bottom—very effective in a pinch.”
“‘Pinch’ being the important word in that sentence,” Bianca said in a feigned grumpy tone. “They hurt like hell. I almost used my safe word.”
“Almost?”
“Yeah, well Viper distracted me with his tongue, but holy heavens when they came off the orgasm almost hadn’t been worth it.” She giggled softly and shrugged. “Almost.”
“They do, however, work as a very effective deterrent to bad behavior in my club.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Viper smiled apologetically. He saw the frown on Bianca’s face and managed to pull back the newly developed instinctive need to say “sorry” out loud.
They ate quietly for a while, but it was almost like they were all ignoring the elephant in the room.
“Are you still planning on selling the club?” Brick finally asked in a low voice.
Viper nodded. “I’ve signed the papers, but I haven’t had a chance to get them back to the lawyers, yet.” He fidgeted with his food for a moment, uncertain how much he wanted to share, but unwilling to repeat the mistakes he’d made in the past. Good communication was the only thing that would allow a relationship like this one to work. “The trouble is that it leaves me without a direction again.”
“You could always keep it,” Bianca offered with a soft smile. “I know you enjoyed running it.”
“I did,” he said, giving her a smile and hoping that she wouldn’t be offended by what he had to say next. He considered not saying it at all, but being closed
off emotionally had been part of the reason Bianca had left him. He didn’t want to lose her again. “The past year hasn’t… Well let’s just say that I no longer have a passion for it. Without you there, Bianca, the dungeon holds no appeal.”
“We can still go to the club,” she offered. “I can be your submissive in the bedroom and when we’re at Viper’s Dungeon.” She nodded effusively like she was trying to convince herself as well as him. “Brick is friends with many of the members as well. He won’t mind.” Brick tilted his head sideways, but sort of shrugged and nodded his agreement.
“Thank you, both of you,” he said, reaching over the table to grasp Bianca’s hand, “but we can still visit the club as members. I don’t need to be in charge for us to continue visiting.”
“So what will you do?” Brick asked with a smile.
“I’m not really sure,” he said with a shrug. “I’ve been focused on Viper’s Dungeon for so long I haven’t really given much thought to what I might do without it.”
“Maybe you could take some time off,” Bianca suggested with a smile. “Heaven knows you deserve it.”
“Perhaps,” he said with a nod. “I’ve got at least three months before the sale is finalized. I’m sure something will come up before then.” He wasn’t quite as confident as he was trying to sound—and judging by the frown on Brick’s face the man saw right through him—but it wasn’t really something Viper wanted to think about just now. Bianca went to say something else, but he cut her off with a smile. “Eat your supper, little sub.” He shook his head at his bossy tone, but didn’t take the words back.
“Good idea,” Brick said, unexpectedly throwing his support behind Viper. “I have a burning need to find out how good your ass is going to feel wrapped around my cock.”
Viper smiled at Brick’s obvious enthusiasm and Bianca’s sudden interest in finishing her supper.
* * * *
Bianca squirmed in her seat, her imagination leaping ahead to what they had planned. Wearing the plug this morning had been amazingly erotic. She’d forgotten how many nerve endings there were in that area, but it was the promise of Viper or Brick—or maybe both of them taking turns—fucking her ass tonight that had her pussy growing wet once more.
