Taming Rex

by Becca Jameson

  “What do you need, sweet girl?” Dayton asked her in a gravelly voice.

  “Please… Both of you.”

  After sharing another glance with Dayton, Rex removed his hand and palmed her ass again. “Do you have lube, hon?”

  Dayton chuckled. “Dude, she has everything known to man in her nightstand.”

  Rex flinched. It bothered him that Dayton knew that and he didn’t. After a second he reminded himself again there was no reason to be jealous. He’d taken her to his place for this very reason. He hadn’t wanted to have sex with her in the same bed Dayton had undoubtedly used with her the night before.

  Dayton reached across Erica’s body and cupped Rex’s face with his hand, capturing his gaze. He stared at him for several long seconds before closing the gap and kissing him. Not the rough desperation of their earlier kiss, but more of a reassuring gentle union. When he pulled back just enough to break the contact, Dayton’s expression was warm. “We’re all here together now. No one is left out.”

  Rex nodded before glancing down at Erica, who had twisted her neck and was watching them intently.

  She licked her lips. “That was so fucking hot. Do it again.”

  Dayton turned his attention toward her and gave her a stern look. “We may have to jostle a bit in order to establish a hierarchy between the three of us, but one thing is for certain, you’ll always be at the bottom.” He lifted a brow.

  “Yes, Sir,” she murmured.

  “He’s right,” Rex added. “You’ll get your direction from us when you’re submitting. One or both of us. We may switch things up every once in a while, but you won’t be given permission to top.” Rex was shocked at the clarity with which he expressed himself. He was well aware that things with Dayton were going to be awkward for a while, but not ever with regard to Erica. They were both going to dominate her.

  She nodded.

  “Let’s move to your bedroom,” Dayton suggested as he released her wrists and helped her rise from his lap.

  Rex grabbed her waist and steadied her on her feet, looking closely to her expression to make sure she wasn’t in a deeper subspace than he suspected.

  She held his gaze. “I’m good, Sir.”

  He palmed her bottom, absorbing the heat and then rose and took her hand. He held on to her as he followed Dayton to her bedroom. The man was right. There was no room or need for jealousy here. They’d each had her. In the future there would be other times they had her individually.

  Tonight, they were going to have her together, and it was going to be magical.

  Chapter 35

  Erica should have been nervous. Instead, she was intrigued and excited. Her heart was racing as she entered her bedroom where she was about to get wildly defiled by two strong, firm Doms.

  She hadn’t had anal sex before, but she wasn’t opposed to it, especially not under the circumstances. The experience with the anal beads had soothed her nerves on that subject. Sex with two men. It was a fantasy she never imagined fulfilling. One that had only been introduced as a possibility a few hours ago.

  Rex sat her on the edge of the bed and stepped back. No one said a word as she watched the best show of her life—both men slowly removing their clothes. Shoes first. Socks. Shirts. Jeans. Underwear.

  They approached her in tandem, both of them palming their own cocks as she glanced back and forth between their erections. She already knew them both intimately. They didn’t know each other though.

  There was a slight tension in the air. Understandable, especially since Rex had never been intimate with a man before. She was pleased that Dayton was so obviously going to respect Rex’s lack of experience and not pressure him.

  They brushed elbows and thighs as they stood in front of her, glancing down at each other’s packages, sizing each other up in a way that made her want to memorize this moment. There’d never be a first quite like this again. A first for all of them. So many firsts.

  Rex’s cock was longer. Dayton’s was wider. She’d known that. Not that it mattered. They were both skilled in how to use it.

  Rex released the light grip he had on himself and let his erection bob. He reached forward to cup her breast and thumb her nipple, making her sit up straighter and arch toward him, her hands on the mattress at her sides.

  Surprising both her and probably Dayton, Rex released her breast after a few moments and turned to face Dayton who was absently stroking his cock while he watched Rex. Rex wrapped his hand around Dayton’s and let it slide up and down with Dayton’s slow thrusts.

  Dayton grabbed Rex’s shoulder as if he might fall down if he didn’t have something to hold on to. Everything about this moment was hot. She wanted to slow time, soak it all in. Her pussy was pulsing with the desire to have them, but overriding that need was the driving need to watch them explore each other first.

  Rex finally batted Dayton’s hand out of the way and cupped the other man’s cock himself. Gently at first and then firmer.

  Erica hardly breathed. She couldn’t bring herself to draw in oxygen.

  Dayton’s jaw was clenched. He stared at Rex for a few moments and then shifted his gaze to Erica before tipping his head back and drawing in a guttural breath, the sound so raw she nearly moaned herself. The grip he had on Rex’s arm looked tight. He was struggling to hold on to his composure.

  Suddenly, Dayton grabbed Rex’s wrist to stop him. “You’re driving me mad. I love your touch. So damn much. And I’ll let you explore me all you want later. But right now, we need to take care of Erica.”

  Rex lifted one corner of his mouth in a half smile, perhaps proud about the reaction he elicited from Dayton. He leaned closer and kissed Dayton gently. “Later.”

  “Absolutely.” Dayton cupped Rex’s face again. “I’ll take her pussy. You take her tight bottom this time.”

  Rex lifted a brow. “Because my cock isn’t as big as yours?”

  “Yep.” Dayton didn’t flinch. “I’m relieved about that too because one of these days I’m going to want you inside of me.”

  Rex smiled again. “I might like that.”

  “Trust me. You will.” Dayton climbed onto the bed and flattened himself in the center. “Climb over me, sweet girl. Straddle me.”

  Erica scrambled to do his bidding, grasping how this was going to work. She would be on top of Dayton, and Rex would kneel behind her.

  Dayton grabbed her hips and steadied her. “Rex, grab a few condoms and the lube from her bedside table. Be prepared though. She has an arsenal of toys in there.” His eyes twinkled as he spoke, his gaze on hers.

  She felt the flush that rose up her cheeks. “I’ve got needs, Sir,” she countered.

  “Not anymore. Stay out of that drawer unless one of us directs you from now on.”

  Her cheeks heated further. “Yes, Sir.” She shivered. No Dom had ever directed her not to touch herself before. It was intense. Her pussy clenched.

  Dayton smoothed his hands up and down the backs of her thighs and then reached between her legs.

  She moaned at the contact, her pussy instantly coming back to life. She wanted this.

  Rex tossed Dayton a condom, and he released her long enough to roll it on. Before she could worry too hard about the logistics, he lifted her over his shaft and thrust into her, lifting his hips to get as deep as possible.

  So full. So damn horny.

  Rex settled between Dayton’s thighs behind her, one hand landing on her lower back to steady her, the other circling her tight entrance. She’d missed when he opened the lube, but his finger was coated in it. He didn’t give her much time to think about it. Before she could fret, he slid one finger into her.

  She took a moment to adjust and then the friction against Dayton’s cock through the thin barrier was heavenly.

  Rex added a second finger and scissored them apart.

  Erica moaned, her eyes sliding shut. The pressure was perfect. He was stretching her. But it was the good kind of pain. Then again, she was kind of a pain slut, so
maybe that contributed.

  “You okay, hon?” Rex asked.

  “Mmmm.” She couldn’t find words. She was in a state of bliss, every nerve ending on fire, craving more. Craving release.

  “It’ll be tight at first. More than the beads. Try not to stiffen. Relax your muscles as I slide in.”

  She might have mumbled something, but it came out garbled.

  Dayton cupped her cheek. “Open your eyes, sweet girl. Look at me.”

  She blinked at him, trying to focus.

  “That’s a girl. I want to watch you as Rex enters you.”

  She nodded, biting into her bottom lip.

  Rex’s fingers disappeared, and she was marginally aware of him wiping them off, and then he had a hand on her hip, the other lining his cock up with her entrance. “Deep breath in and then let it out.”

  She did as he requested, focusing on Dayton’s eyes. So much emotion in his gaze. It reflected exactly how she was feeling.

  At first, the stretch was hardly noticeable, but then it grew tighter, making her stiffen.

  “Deep breaths, hon,” Rex repeated. “Relax your muscles.” His voice was clipped. This was hard for him. If she felt half as tight around his cock as he felt inside her, he would be teetering on the edge of orgasm any second.

  After several more shallow thrusts, each inching deeper, he thrust all the way in.

  She winced at the twinge of discomfort, but seconds later it faded as she accommodated him.

  Rex didn’t move. Neither did Dayton. Both men waited for her.

  “So full,” she whispered.

  “Can we move?” Dayton asked.

  “Yes. Please, Sir.” She twisted her head to look at Rex and found him staring at her in awe, his expression so pleased.

  He leaned over and kissed her lips, tasting her, a moan vibrating from deep inside him.

  When Rex released her mouth, Dayton reached for her face and drew her down to take his own kiss. Another heated exchange that drove her crazy with the need for action.

  And they gave it to her. She hardly had to participate to enjoy the sensations. Somehow between the two of them, they lifted and lowered her, both of them gliding in and out of her in a perfect rhythm. In seconds, she lost her mind to the bliss. Her eyes closed on their own. Nothing existed but the pressure, the slide of their cocks brushing together inside her.

  She didn’t need anyone to touch her clit for her to climb to the top of the peak. Not this time. Not filled so full that she didn’t know where each of them began and ended.

  “Not gonna last,” Rex gritted out as he thrust deep into her forbidden hole once again.

  His voice sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn’t stop the orgasm from surfacing. An unworldly sound escaped her lips as she came, harder than she’d ever come before, both her pussy and her ass gripping the two Doms who so perfectly controlled her.

  She was vaguely aware of the strained voices that accompanied their own orgasms, her head floating so far away from her body that she couldn’t grasp their euphoria over her own.

  As she came down from heaven, both men sliding out of her and settling her on her side next to Dayton, she knew she wasn’t going to be able to keep her eyes open. A soft mewl was all she had left, and then she fell asleep, knowing she was smiling wide.

  Chapter 36

  Two months later…

  * * *

  Dayton stepped through the back door of his house without either of the occupants of his kitchen noticing. He took the opportunity to lean against the doorframe and just look at them.

  He was hot and sweaty from visiting several work sites today. He really should cut back on being so involved with every damn aspect of his business. He had the best employees. There was no need for him to be so anal about every job site. Things were going fine.

  Especially on a Saturday morning when he’d snuck out of his bed at the crack of dawn, leaving the two favorite people in his life snoozing away.

  Several weeks ago he’d invited both Rex and Erica over to his place, and they had only left a few times since then. Yes, it was ridiculously too fast for three people to be playing house, but it felt right to all of them. So they did it. Of course they both still had their own apartments. They’d only been in Miami a few months. It seemed like a lifetime though.

  Dayton smiled as Erica laughed hard at something Rex was showing her on his computer. Rex was sitting at the kitchen table. Erica was standing behind him, one hand on his shoulder, leaning over to watch the screen.

  It was a sunny day, and a bright ray of light streamed across both of them from the kitchen window.

  Erica laughed again, tossing her head back enough to catch Dayton in her line of sight. She was still grinning wide as she spoke. “Hey. How long have you been standing there?”

  “Long enough for my dick to get hard.” And my heart to swell. This arrangement was a mixed blessing. He’d fallen hard. At thirty-seven years old, he’d finally fallen for someone. Nope, two someones. It felt good. It felt right. And it gave him anxiety. Because they all knew this arrangement was precarious at best. Soon both of them would get reassigned to different parts of the country. And then what?

  Dayton forced the melancholy from his mind and smiled broadly at the woman whose eyes were watering from laughing.

  She sauntered toward him, letting her hips sway in an exaggerated fashion. Gone was the timid, shy, dorky woman he’d met at Zodiac ten weeks ago. Though she insisted she hadn’t changed in front of strangers, she was blossoming daily right before his eyes. Her confidence extended beyond her submission now.

  Rex said she could still be a little nervous at work when she had to present something to their bosses or people she didn’t know, but she’d softened in the office some too. She was coming into herself. She was an absolute gem.

  When she reached Dayton, she fisted his T-shirt in her hands and rose onto her tiptoes to kiss his lips. “Mmm. You smell so good.”

  He rolled his eyes. “I smell like I’ve been mowing grass. I need a shower.”

  She set a finger on his cheek and dragged it down his neck in her newfound seductive manner. “I could help with that. I mean, if you’re too tired to hold the soap on your own.”

  He chuckled as he set his hands on her hips and drew her closer, nuzzling her neck as he backed her farther into the room. When her ass hit the edge of the table, he shifted his gaze to the man sitting right next to his hip.

  “Hey,” Rex whispered.

  Dayton kept his hands on Erica’s waist, but he leaned over slowly until his lips met Rex’s for another kind of kiss. This one was filled with promise. When he pulled back, he murmured. “I think Rex should be the one to lather me up. You can watch this time, sweet girl.”

  Erica’s hand slid up his back to thread in his hair. “Sounds amazing. Mind if I touch myself while I watch?”

  Dayton lifted to standing. “Mind if I spank your ass for trying to control things again?”

  She flushed, but her smile remained. “Not at all. I love when you punish me with your palm.”

  Dayton groaned. “We’ve created a monster.”

  “It would seem so,” Rex agreed. “But I kinda like how easy she makes it for us to punish her.”

  Yeah, shower time was Dayton’s favorite. He knew he could get bossy, but neither of his lovers seemed to mind. It took a few weeks to establish a dynamic between the three of them that worked, but they had experimented until they’d gotten it right.

  When they were all together, Dayton and Rex both dominated Erica. Dayton tended to defer to Rex though, letting him lead because he fucking liked watching the man when he was fully in charge.

  When either of them was alone with Erica, they left her with no doubt they were in charge. She never was.

  But, when Dayton and Rex were alone or sometimes when they let Erica watch, Dayton tended to control things. Maybe it was age. Maybe it was experience. It was hard to say why the cards fell the way they did, but it seemed that
Rex liked having someone guide him. It was like the man wasn’t fully confident about his interactions with Dayton. Or maybe he felt inferior from not having been with a man prior.

  It was also entirely possible that Rex was simply a switch. Maybe he was more of a bottom with men, or maybe he was simply that way with Dayton. In any case, it worked for them. Dayton had no complaints. For all Rex’s posturing and uncertainty about ever submitting to Dayton in the early days, Rex had eventually loosened his conviction and turned over control on occasion.

  Rex had taken the hint and spent the last ten minutes running his soapy hands all over Dayton’s body, not letting him come, but tormenting him all the same. They wouldn’t finish each other off in the shower, knowing they’d rather wait until they could get their hands on Erica afterward.

  Finally, Dayton stepped from the shower and reached back to pull Rex out behind him. He grabbed two towels and handed one to Rex. He was anxious to figure out where Erica had gone. Her phone had beeped just as Dayton was turning on the hot water, so she’d excused herself from the room and disappeared. It wasn’t like her not to return.

  “I’ll go find her,” Rex stated, his mind obviously just as focused on their missing sub.

  “I’ll go with you.” Something was wrong. He suddenly felt it in his bones. The hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end as he followed Rex from the bathroom.

  Erica wasn’t in the bedroom. Nor was she on the second floor at all. Both men were still wrapped in towels as they headed down the stairs.

  There was no explanation for Dayton’s anxiety. People took phone calls and received texts. There was no reason to freak out.

  But thirty seconds later, Dayton understood the reason for his anxiety. They found Erica curled in the corner of the sectional in the family room. Her knees were drawn to her chest. She was rocking back and forth. And she was crying.

  Dayton had yet to see her cry, and it tore at his insides. She wasn’t sobbing in the way that filled the room with noise. She was perfectly silent, tears running down her cheeks, her face red.