by Lexi Blake
At least someone agreed with him. Wasn’t the Master always supposed to be right? He couldn’t help but chuckle at that thought. At one point in time he’d simply wanted a woman who followed his every order and was easy to deal with. How lucky had he been to not be granted that wish?
Kitten turned her face up, and there were tears shining in her eyes. “I will learn, Master.”
She would and she would be an asset. She would be a shining light. She was smart and capable and once she got her feet wet, she would be hell on wheels, and he would love to sit around the dinner table and argue business with her and Mason. They would fill his life with meaning.
He couldn’t push them away when all he wanted was to be close.
“Take my slacks off.” He stood up and gave them access. The expensive slacks had become a cage for his cock, and he was ready to open the door and let it out. He was ready to be with them.
Kitten was all over it. She easily handled his belt and the fly of his slacks. His pants hit the floor and Mason immediately picked them up and folded them. He didn’t have to worry about anything but the pleasure they were about to bring him.
He let go of the terror of the evening. All that mattered was the fact that they were alive and together, and he would learn from his mistakes. He would make more—so many more. He would do stupid things, but they would be by his side. They would create something unique in the world. Their family. Their children. Their future. Another whole generation would grow up in this house and they would learn to love the lodge and the freedom they found in Bliss. Another generation raised with love and acceptance as his parents had raised him.
Everything he wanted was right there in his hands, and he wasn’t about to let that go.
“May I kiss you and lick you and love you, Master?” Kitten asked.
“Oh, yes. You can always do that, but tonight you can do more, pet. I think it’s time Mason and I shared you.” It was past time to set them on the proper path. They would share everything. They would spend their lives together, sharing their love and lifting each other up. “I believe you’ve been plugged before.”
He knew she’d been plugged many times. She loved being plugged. She might not have been allowed sex, but Julian had allowed her Doms to train her ass. He needed to thank him for that. How did a man thank his almost father-in-law for allowing the preparation of his bride for double penetration? Maybe a cookie bouquet.
Kitten practically vibrated. “I’m ready, Master. I loved being plugged and have worked my way up to an extra-large. I assure you my anus can handle your love.”
Yep, that was his wife. She was practically perfect. “I know you can. So get me hard and ready to fuck. Mason, help our future wife.”
“With pleasure, Master.” Mason leaned forward and licked the head of his dick.
Oh, that was what he needed. They were right. He needed them. He didn’t need time to think about his guilt. He needed his love to banish it from him. There wasn’t a place for guilt or remorse here. They were together and there was only a place for love. “I’m still going to punish you. I’m going to make it so you can’t sit for a damn week, Mason.”
He was still the Master and they would play. They would play for the rest of their lives. His beautiful subs could be ninety and he would want to play with them. And he would always discipline them the way they needed. Especially when they risked their lives. They had to know they were precious.
Mason’s eyes turned up even as he dragged his tongue over Cole’s cock, every swipe a pure pleasure. “I understand, Master. I love you, too.”
Damn it. They wouldn’t give him a thing to work with. It might be time to simply accept the pleasure they offered, but he was going to set a few new rules. “Kitten, join him and while you work you can listen, too.”
He nearly groaned as she licked the underside of his cock while Mason started in on his balls. They coated him with heat, stopping every now and then to kiss each other before returning to their work. He loved to watch them as their tongues mated, sliding together in perfect harmony. “We’re getting married and I won’t take no for an answer.”
Kitten smiled up at him. “I wasn’t going to say no, so it all works out perfectly.”
“I was going to play it cool for a while, but I would have eventually given in.” Mason leaned over and sucked the head of Cole’s cock into his mouth while Kitten’s small hand stroked his base. She squeezed his dick, making him hiss at the pleasure. The two of them worked in perfect timing as though they’d served a Master together all of their lives.
“A week. No more. That’s all the time you have to plan it.”
Mason’s head came up. “Master, that is not…” Cole shot him his coldest stare. “I will get it done and it will be lovely.”
He didn’t care about lovely. He cared about getting them wrapped up in legal bindings, safe and secure. He wanted it on record that they were all together. “Mason, you will legally change your name. The company is Roberts Corp. We’re all keeping my name. We’re the Roberts family.”
“I loved your parents, Cole. I would be proud to have their name as my own,” Mason whispered the words across Cole’s flesh.
He wanted them all to have the same name. He didn’t give a damn what anyone had to say about it. It was his life and he would live it his way. “Mason, I think it’s time we prep our wife. Let her take over and you get her ready.”
Mason bounced up, his cock bobbing. “It would be my pleasure.”
As Mason went to do his bidding, Kitten settled in, one hand stroking while she began to work his cock into that sweet mouth of hers. She licked and then sucked, his dick disappearing behind her full lips. He couldn’t take his eyes off the sight. It was so fucking gorgeous. He looked down at her, thrust his hands in her hair. She was so soft and yet there was such strength inside her. She’d handled everything life had thrown at her with enormous grace.
“Were you scared, pet?” He’d hated having to act calm when she’d been in danger. He’d wanted to rage and scream and take apart the person threatening her. He had to make sure she understood what had happened out there in the yard.
“I was.” She stroked him, squeezing him with a pleasurable rhythm. “But I had faith. You were there and Mason was there and you both love me. We were stronger than she was.”
“You wouldn’t have been stronger than a bullet.” It would haunt his nightmares. He was so glad they were finally sleeping together because he would need to wake up and assure himself that she was alive.
A secretive smile lit her face. “I knew I would be all right because you kept your cool. She wanted to talk to you, wanted your attention, and you gave it to her even though I know you found it distasteful.”
Distasteful was a mild word. “You know I didn’t mean a thing I said out there. I tried to tell her what she wanted to hear, but it was all a lie. You’re not replaceable.”
“I would have believed every word you said in the beginning,” she admitted. “I would have. But you told me you loved me. When I was standing there I realized that I could only believe one or the other. If I believed that you love me, then I would have to believe that you were lying to her. In the end it was easy. I knew what I wanted to believe and I made the choice.”
If only everyone had her view of the world, it would be a better place. She was a treasure. He didn’t deserve her, didn’t deserve either one of them, but he was grateful for them. “I love you, pet. I love you so much.”
“I love you, too.” Mason dropped his kit to the floor and got to his knees. He brought Kitten to hers so she faced him. “You should understand some things about me, too. I would never have done it. I wouldn’t have walked away. Cole was right. I’m the worst villain in the history of time. I had so many chances and I couldn’t take them because deep down I knew I wanted this more than I wanted any revenge.”
She leaned over and kissed him. “Silly man. You were never a villain. You were a confused man who wanted to come home.�
� Her eyes narrowed as she thought. “Though you could play a villain. Role-playing is fun, Master. You could tie me up and torture me. Oh, that would make me so sad.”
Brat. “Get back to work and let our villain torture your little asshole before I take it.”
She shuddered and leaned back over to lick at his cock.
Cole sat back, utterly secure in his place in the world.
* * * *
This was the night she’d waited for all her life. She just hadn’t known it. Years of her life had gone by and she’d wondered if she would find a man who would take care of her. And when she’d found them, she realized that she had to be strong enough to finally, truly be herself.
She didn’t need to be taken care of. What she’d needed all along was to be loved.
She suckled the head of her Master’s cock, her tongue lavishing affection on it. She loved the way he tasted and smelled, how hard he was in her mouth. She sucked at him, drawing him deeper and deeper inside her mouth. She wanted to take all of him, all the way to the base. She wanted every inch of that enormous cock in her mouth and she wasn’t going to stop until she had it.
He would be her husband, her everything, but in order to be worthy, she had to be his and Mason’s everything, too.
An idea began to play in her head. They were forcing her to go back to school, but a woman didn’t have to make money to find her true work. Sometimes the things that happened to a person set them on a path. Sometimes those things were bad, horrible and tragic, but that didn’t mean the outcome had to be bad. The outcome could be turned by love and made into something beautiful.
They’d tried to twist her, but she’d ended up here. What if she could help others find their way, too? Her journey began with pain, but that hurt had led to love and peace.
It led to her Masters.
It led to herself.
“Don’t stop what you’re doing to the Master, Kitten.” Mason moved in behind her. “No matter what I do, you’re not to stop.”
Her whole body clenched in anticipation and she simply allowed herself to feel. Everything else floated away. This was the true joy of submission. She knew the rest would still be waiting for her, but for now, she would revel in the moment.
She loved the plug, loved how it filled her up and made her aware of every inch of her skin. When her former Masters had plugged her, she’d dreamed about finding her one—the one who used the plug to make way for himself.
She’d been truly blessed to find her two.
Cole, who was steadfast, and Mason, who was as bright as the sun. Her lovers. Her men. Her Masters.
“Spread your knees wide,” Mason ordered.
“Take more.” Cole tugged lightly on her hair.
Her Masters were demanding men. She did as they asked, sucking Cole’s monster while she spread her knees and leaned forward to give Mason access to her asshole. She shivered when the lube hit her flesh. She couldn’t help but groan as Mason massaged it in, his finger rimming her and opening her up. The pressure made her want to clench, to try to keep him out, but she had the discipline to know that wouldn’t get her where she wanted to be.
Mason worked a single finger in a hard circle, making her feel it. So good. It would be so good. That finger was an appetizer, but Cole’s cock would be the real treat.
“She likes that,” Cole said. “I felt that in my cock. You should do it again.”
Mason pressed against her asshole. It had been so long since she’d had anyone play with her ass, and even when they had it had been perfunctory, a simple part of her training because her Doms weren’t going to have sex with her. They didn’t make sexy sounds like Mason was making. They didn’t love what they did to her.
“This is a pretty asshole. She is so fucking tight, Master.” He pressed against her and she felt him slip just past the ring of muscles. He added a second finger, making her groan again. “So tiny and beautiful.”
“I won’t hurt her?” Cole asked.
She shook her head slightly but didn’t stop sucking. The Master’s cock was pulsing in her mouth, tiny movements that let her know he was close to losing his control.
“I think it’s safe to say she’ll be all right. This little asshole is begging for a cock. She wants a big cock to split her wide while another big cock plunders that sweet pussy of hers. She’s a dirty girl and so, so sweet, and I wouldn’t take her any other way.” Mason removed his fingers but almost immediately started fucking her with a plug. A big plug. She was stretched and had to wiggle to get comfortable.
It would be so much worse when it was Cole’s big dick inside her. It would take all her concentration to not wriggle and writhe while he worked his way inside. She would be so deliciously trapped.
Mason fucked her with the plug while she sucked Cole’s cock. Over and over she worked him further into her mouth. She strained to take him all the way, but she was determined. She wanted him at the back of her throat, wanted him to know he could come right then and there and she would happily drink him down if he chose.
All the while Mason worked that plug in and out of her ass. He took his time, ensuring that she felt every inch burrow in and then pull back out. Her little hole was being stretched and the ache meshed perfectly with the sensations of pleasure coming from within. She could feel Mason’s hand on her back, holding her still for his work. Every now and then, that hand would leave its place and she would feel a sharp smack against her ass. The spank would jangle the plug, sending crazy sparks through her body.
Cole tugged at her hair, lighting up her scalp. He groaned and forced his cock in further. She ate him up, licking and sucking and letting Cole set the pace. She relaxed, finding that beautiful place where her brain let go of all thought except submission. It was a safe place because she trusted these men. She would let them do whatever they wanted because they would never hurt her. Never.
She gave over to the rhythms they set, finding a way to be the conduit through them. Her body seemed to flow, from her mouth sucking to her ass being filled, she floated and enjoyed the sensations, knowing there was so much more to come.
Her body heated up, feeling like liquid and moving in time to the rhythmic thrusts of the plug in her ass. The world seemed to still, to become a soft place for her to rest even as her body demanded more and more.
“Not that way, pet.” Cole pulled his cock from her mouth with a forceful tug. She couldn’t help but stare at it. His cock was fully erect and she could see how plump and full the head was. A drop of pearly fluid pulsed from the big slit. He’d been so close. “Not until I’m deep inside that pretty ass of yours. Mason, get cleaned up. You’re on the bottom tonight.”
Mason pushed the plug deep and left it there. She had to groan at the way it filled her. He gave her a nice smack that got her skin tingling and left her wanting more. “You know me, Master. I’ll take whatever position I can get.”
“Bratty switch,” Cole chided. His hand moved restlessly on his cock, stroking. “Hurry. I find myself impatient this evening.”
Her Master tugged on her hair again. He knew how much she liked that. He tugged until she was close enough to kiss and then he devoured her. His mouth covered hers and his tongue dominated. He kissed her like she was his last breath before dying, and she responded with all the softness she had inside. He’d been scared, but he wasn’t going to pull away like he had before. She would keep him close. She would never let him go.
A joy she’d never felt before suffused her. She was going to have their babies and build the family she’d always wanted. One with support and acceptance and so much love.
She believed.
Mason was suddenly behind her. “Come on. I want inside that sweet pussy of yours. I want you to ride me. Dance on my cock, baby.”
He tossed that beautiful body of his on the bed and spread his legs wide, welcoming her to play with him. His big cock was naked and erect, and she didn’t have to get a condom because Cole had been happy with the doctor’s reports. One da
y she wouldn’t take her shot anymore and there wouldn’t be anything between them, but she needed time before those babies started appearing. Just a little time to be with her Masters. Kitten straddled Mason, looking down at his movie star gorgeous face. She leaned over and kissed him. “I love you, Mason.”
His lips curled in the sweetest smile. “And I love my gorgeous girl. You saved me, you know.”
“You saved us both.” Cole knelt on the bed behind her. “You’re the reason we’re here.”
She wasn’t sure she’d saved anyone, but it felt nice to hear the words. Maybe at the end of the day the person she’d really saved was herself. She placed herself over Mason’s cock and started to lower herself down.
It felt so good to have him fill her up. Mason’s eyes were on the place where his cock disappeared into her pussy.
“That’s a beautiful sight.” Mason’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her down. “Do you know how good you feel?”
Cole’s hand was on the small of her back, pressing her forward. “She’ll feel far better in a minute.”
She felt the plug slip out of her ass, but she wasn’t given more than a second to mourn its loss because something far larger and warmer was pressing in hard. Cole wasn’t taking his time. He seemed to know exactly what she needed, and she didn’t want gentle. She wanted raw and hard. She wanted to feel her Masters dominating every inch of her body.
Cole was ruthless. He wouldn’t let her keep him out. “Take me. You’ll take every inch of me. I was nervous in the beginning, but you can handle me. You’re strong, pet. So much stronger than I imagined.”
Pain flared and burned and shifted to something even hotter as he worked his cock into her ass. She felt like she was going to burst, but that wouldn’t be a bad thing. She wriggled, taking him even further because she was a girl who liked a little burn. She would like being sore in the morning, the ache a remembrance of how well she’d been loved the night before.
