Bound to be Taken (Emergence) (9 page)

Stephanie lay in her bed, the covers pulled to her chin, not sleeping. Her eyes were wide as saucers, staring at the ceiling as she relived the evening’s events. She couldn’t begin to make sense out of everything. No matter how many times she went over each individual episode, she had no idea if Aiden and Dane were into her or just playing a role. Maddening.

It was after midnight. She needed to get to work early and get caught up so she could take off in the middle of the day Thursday. To buy fetish clothes.

Her skin still crawled with need. They’d left her with her heart pounding, and her ears ringing with the beat. Her body still tingled from their touch. Even a quick shower had not lessened the damage. And she was no doubt damaged. Forever altered by the experience.

Even on the walk home, they’d made her “feel”—opening doors, guiding her by the elbow around dips in the sidewalk, leading her into the building and elevator as though she were a prized possession.

They didn’t have to do all that. The role play was over.

She needed sleep. But she needed release even more. And there was no way she would be able to sleep without taking care of that problem first.

With a forced deep exhale, she flung the sheets back, rolled to her side and grabbed her favorite vibrator from the drawer on her end table.

In moments, she’d peeled her T-shirt over her head and wiggled out of her shorts and panties. Boring, ordinary cotton clothes she didn’t want to associate with the images in her mind tonight.

Leaving the sheets pushed to the foot of the bed, Stephanie flipped the vibrator onto the highest setting and rolled it over her nipples. Immediately she moaned and arched into the contact, her eyes rolling back into her head to allow the images to form in her mind. Visions of Aiden and Dane pleasuring her.

The tips of her breasts jumped to attention. She couldn’t wait. She spread her knees and let them fall open wide, angled the dildo toward her clit and set it against her pulsing nub.

“Oh God. Yes, right there,” she muttered. She pinched her nipple with her free hand, hard, causing herself to writhe against the sheets.

It took all of thirty seconds for her to come, but that orgasm didn’t even begin to soothe her. For the first time in her life, she left the vibrator hovering against her clit, rode out the sensitivity, and then pressed down to let the arousal build again to another peak. She didn’t want it to end. She pretended it was Aiden pinching her nipples as she moved her fingers back and forth between them, pinching and twisting the tips until they would surely be tender tomorrow from all the attention.

She pretended it was Dane pressing his tongue against her clit instead of the vibrator. His moan making her skin tingle with need. She wanted more.

She released her tortured nipples and stuffed two fingers into her pussy. Twisting her arm, she managed to drag the digits across her G-spot and flick them over the zone while she bucked into the mechanical god.

And that’s what her vibrator was—an electrical device made by God himself.

It didn’t take long before the crescendo built to another peak and she held the dildo steady to ride out the pulsing ache of her clit. After a few seconds, she had to pull the vibrator away. Her sensitive skin forced her to cringe from the contact with the device.

Two orgasms. She’d really had two releases in less than five minutes? That had to be an all-time record.

It was going to be a long week. But not long enough. She never wanted Saturday night to come and go. That would mean the end of their agreement. The end of the best sex of her life. She laughed out loud. “Sex? Girl, you just masturbated. Before that, no one even touched you.”

Ah, but they would. She was sure of that… She relaxed into the sheets. Two men had lusted after her. She couldn’t deny it. The indisputable evidence was portrayed by the bulges in their pants as they’d dominated her. Both men had muttered words she’d never heard with such sincerity before tonight. They’d said she was “smokin’ hot”. Oh, they’d commanded her, but they’d done it with such care and consideration. And damn, she couldn’t deny the appeal.

Chapter Five

“Holy Mother of God.” Aiden paced the living room, running his hands through his hair. “I still can’t get the image out of my head of Stephanie kneeling on the ground before me.” He glanced at the ceiling, took a deep breath and turned to Dane and Lori. His lover and their sponsor sat on the leather couch, grinning at him. Thank goodness Lori had been available to come over and meet with them this morning.

“It’s true.” Dane looked at Lori. “She definitely had a natural propensity toward submission. I thought I was going to come in my pants just watching her.”

Lori narrowed her gaze. “Are you sure she wasn’t just experimenting? Maybe she’s a pleaser? Those don’t make great subs, you know.” Lori was skeptical. And hell, that’s why they’d called her. Aiden knew she would see things through clearer lenses. After all, she wasn’t the one who’d had Stephanie Parkins on her knees last night, shaking with need.

Aiden shook his head. “No way. I mean, sure, she
pleased
me. There’s no denying that.” He chuckled. “But I’m betting it goes much deeper. And I’d also bet she has no idea. She’s confident about herself when it comes to her job. She works for an IT company. She’s intelligent and hardworking. Hell, the woman has been working long hours to get a promotion.”

Dane took over. “And I don’t think she dates much. It wouldn’t be because she isn’t sexy. She’s on fire. But she seems to repel men by dressing frumpy and keeping to herself on purpose.”

Lori pursed her lips before she spoke. “Just be careful. If she’s unfamiliar with the lifestyle, you’ll have to take things at her pace. If she shows any signs of being way too malleable, she won’t make a good submissive. You both know this. You’ve been watching and learning for months. Subs are strong personalities. They are the ones who hold the true power in a D/s relationship. She would have to hand that power and control over to you two if she were to enter into an agreement.

“Take your time. That’s all I’m saying. Watch her closely. If she holds her head high, figuratively, outside of the D/s role playing, you might be right. Just be sure she isn’t a doormat. That only works for a short while. It gets old and tiring if your sub has no opinions of her own.

“You want an animated, exciting individual with a propensity to drop that façade and bend to your will in private—or wherever you agree for the terms of your arrangement to extend.”

Lori leaned back. Aiden watched her mouth open to continue. She was holding something back.

“Go on.” Aiden sat on the wingchair and leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. He felt like a sponge soaking up everything Lori advised. They’d heard all this before, but it never hurt to listen again. The woman had been living the lifestyle for many years. She knew her shit. Aiden felt lucky to have landed her as a sponsor as he and Dane transitioned into this world.

Lori cleared her throat. “I worry about you two.” She swallowed and glanced at both men. “This is a most unusual dynamic you have. Two bisexual men who are switches in the D/s world, looking to take on a single female submissive. I know that’s always been your intention, but it’s going to take a lot of patience and understanding to ensure all parties involved are content with the arrangements. Make sure your woman knows what she’s getting into. And you both need to think hard about what roles you intend to play in the new circle. Are you both going to continue to sub for each other? Will you let that go and just Dom for this woman?”

Aiden looked toward Dane and shrugged.

Dane had the same look on his face. “We haven’t even discussed the particulars. All we managed to realize so far was that Stephanie is more than likely beyond our wildest dreams. The rest hasn’t even entered our radar yet.”

“Well, you’d better get ‘the rest’ into your radar ASAP.” Lori laughed. “The
rest
, as you put it, could be a deal breaker for everyone. Hell, it only has to be a deal breaker for one of the three of you to end the gig.”

Aiden tipped his head to the floor. She was right. They had a hell of a lot to consider. Sure, Stephanie was sexy and submissive. But until they expanded on what Aiden and Dane wanted out of the relationship, all bets were off.

So what did they want? Aiden was no longer sure. He wanted Stephanie more than his next breath. But perhaps she was more submissive than they’d intended. She might need to be a full-time sub in order to be fulfilled. He wasn’t entirely sure he and Dane could fill that role for her twenty-four seven.

Maybe he was jumping the gun. Perhaps he’d misread her.

He seriously doubted it. Every time he pictured her kneeling before him, he had to adjust his cock. The woman had lowered her body and her eyes as though she were born to do so. She’d been aroused and shivering the entire time.

He’d bet his last dollar she’d gone home more confused than she’d ever been in her life and had masturbated well into the night just to take the edge off the new feelings she’d experienced.

Aiden moaned.

Dane chuckled. “Having your own private party down memory lane over there?”

“It’s a party for two. Never fear.” Aiden stood, waltzed over to his partner and planted a long, luxurious kiss on the man’s lips. He wrapped one hand behind Dane’s head and held him still for the plundering. All this talk of D/s had him hornier than hell. He suddenly wished Lori would disappear so he could take Dane into the bedroom and fuck him senseless.

And a new thought formed behind that idea. He needed to dominate Dane as much as he needed to dominate Stephanie. Could they keep the current arrangement they had and add a female without upsetting the balance?

At nine p.m. Wednesday night Dane began to gripe at his staff. No one could do anything right in his kitchen tonight. He’d been fine earlier. Excited. Joyful. But as the hours ticked by and he realized Stephanie probably wouldn’t show, he got crabby.

And he had a nice meal planned for her. He wanted to woo the woman like nobody ever had or ever would again, until she couldn’t possibly consider leaving them after Saturday. The best way he knew to do that was with food. He was good with food.

“Dane.” Aiden’s voice had him spinning toward the kitchen door. His face was lit up. “She’s here,” he mouthed.

Oh thank God.
Dane ran his hands through his hair and took two deep breaths. When he finally had his composure, he stepped into the dining room.

Stephanie had her back to him as he approached. Aiden was seating her at the same table they’d used last night. She looked so fine from behind. Her glorious curls were trapped in a clip at the nape of her neck. He wanted to let them loose and watch them scatter across her back and fall over her chest.

He wiped his palms on his pants as he approached. His cock jumped to attention, and sweat pooled to run down his back.
Get a grip, Dane. It’s just a woman. You’ve seen one before.

His gaze traveled the length of her, taking in the white blouse and gray skirt. He almost moaned when he reached the hemline. It wasn’t a short skirt by any stretch, but shorter than any he’d seen her in before. And full. Pleated. It landed just above her knees.

A noise did escape his lips when he saw that her legs were bare. No stockings today. Her skin would still be stinging from the coffee.

“Hey, there he is.” Aiden turned to Dane and smiled, the biggest grin Dane had ever seen. Stephanie did this to him. If he didn’t know better, Dane would feel jealous of Aiden’s attention to another person. But that was ridiculous. Dane and Aiden had known each other for so long they just didn’t react so strongly anymore.

Stephanie turned her head to glance back at Dane. Her smile melted him. His sweaty hands shook as he leaned in to kiss her cheek.

“Didn’t think you were gonna show,” Dane whispered as he rounded the table to face her.

“I wasn’t sure myself. I had a lot of work to get done today before I could leave the office. And then I had to tell myself this wasn’t completely stupid of me…coming here, I mean.” She bit her lip in that way that made him squirm. He wanted to suck that kissable lip into his mouth.

Aiden sat down in the chair next to her. “We’re glad you came.” He set a hand on hers on the table and squeezed.

Dane wanted to touch her skin. The simple peck had only whet his appetite. But he needed to cook. “I’m making you something special. I hope you’re hungry.”

“Starved.”

“Good. I’ll be back out in a bit then.” Dane backed up. He glanced around the restaurant as he went. Not many diners were left. Typical for a Wednesday night. The middle of the week was generally slow. He hoped everyone would just clear out fast so he and Aiden could have Stephanie all to themselves. Like last night… He groaned as he entered the kitchen. Last night had been…unbelievable. He hoped they could do it again, maybe push her further.

Dane headed for the sink and adjusted his crotch as he reached to turn the water on. He needed to scrub his hands and get to work.

Aiden leaned on his elbows across from her when he returned from grabbing a bottle of wine and two glasses. Stephanie gazed into his deep green eyes. His blond hair landed over his forehead. She wanted to run her hands through the thick locks. Instead, she fisted them in her lap and tried to keep from fidgeting, again.