Bound to be Tamed: Emergence, Book 2 (24 page)

Cool lube landed on her puckered hole. She squeezed tight in response.

Dane settled his palm on her lower back also, using his thumb and fingers to brace her cheeks apart. With one finger, he circled her tight bud several times before tucking it just inside and twisting it around the entrance. “So fucking tight. We need to work your ass more, Steph. We can’t take you here without stretching you first. Stay still. Concentrate on the feelings. Forget everything you’ve ever heard about any part of your body being taboo. It’s perfectly natural to have sex here.”

As he finished his lecture, he twisted his finger around and caressed every facet of her rectum.

She gritted her teeth, hoping he would be done soon. Instead, he added a second finger and scissored them inside her. “I want you to feel what it will be like this time. I’m going to put a small plug in, not much bigger than the one we used last week. It won’t be nearly the same as having us both in you at once, but enough for you to get the idea as Aiden’s dick rubs against the dildo.”

She flattened her palms on the bed and silently berated herself for being so naïve. She could do this. They’d had her wear a plug last week for an entire evening. But it wasn’t the same now with Aiden so firmly seated in her sheath.

Cold. She yelped when the tip hit her hole. Her heart beat rapidly as Dane swirled the phallus around the entrance, gathering the lube and spreading it up and down her crack. She moaned when he stroked the skin between her ass and her pussy.

So forbidden and so arousing at the same time.

Finally, he returned to his goal. He eased the plug into her gradually. Her legs shook her entire body as she stretched around the thickest part of the dildo. It seemed like forever, especially since she held her breath, but eventually the stretch lessened as the plug slipped fully into place. Whatever part was left sticking out Dane used to twist the damn plug around in a circle. He pressed the base in every direction, forcing her to learn the different sensations of each section of her rectum.

When he finally allowed the plug to directly rub against Aiden’s cock, she squeezed her eyes closed.
So good.
Did she dare admit she liked it?

Aiden chose that moment to lift her up and release her back onto him.

She pushed herself off his chest, bucking against his hand on the small of her back. She needed more friction—now. But somehow even though she was on top, Aiden managed to control every aspect of this.

She tugged her hands out from under his arms and placed them alongside his head to brace herself.

Aiden set up a slow rhythm, not loosening his grip on her hips.

With her eyes only half open, she concentrated on the feelings, his cock so fantastically tight inside her. She needed more pressure on her clit though, and she squirmed against him every time he let her settle against his groin.

Suddenly Aiden lifted her higher than before, allowing his rigid length to pop free and startling her. A whimper came from her lips.
No.

“Look at me, Steph.” Aiden’s voice was gravelly. His brows were furrowed when she returned his gaze. He settled her back down over him, trapping his cock between their bellies and leaving her open and needy.

She opened her mouth to ask what he was doing, but there was no need. Moments later she had her answer. And she also knew why Aiden had aligned her so that her ass was practically hanging off the edge of the bed.

Dane. He gripped her butt with one hand. With the other, he lined himself up with her pussy and pressed into her in one quick stoke.

She rocked forward against Aiden’s cock, her vision blurring as her clit grazed over his length. Sounds she didn’t recognize as her own slipped out of her mouth. She didn’t care.

Dane gripped her hips above Aiden’s hands and thrust into her over and over, sharp, deep strokes that touched too many sensitive areas all at once.

“I’m…gonna…come…” she warned.

“Yeah…” Aiden replied. His one word told her volumes about his state of mind. She would have found it humorous at any other time. Instead she sucked in a breath and held it as she enjoyed the climb to ecstasy. It was short. She wished it could last longer, that feeling of euphoria that came just before a climax.

As she tipped over the edge, she didn’t care. The orgasm was long, pulsing so deep she thought she’d really had several orgasms in a row that simply blended together.

Dane stiffened behind her as she luxuriated in the pulsing that radiated through her entire body, trapping her firmly on his cock and pressing her against Aiden until both men followed her over the edge.

Stephanie’s arms quivered until her elbows gave out and she let herself collapse against Aiden’s chest. The only sound in the room was that of all three of them heaving for air.

Neither man moved for several moments and then four hands began to caress her body, smoothing over her heated skin and keeping her alert.

Aiden whispered in her ear, his voice still rough and deeper than usual. “How did you like having both holes filled at once?”

I loved it.
She wasn’t sure she should tell them that though. Either cock would be much larger than the plug currently inside her. “It felt good,” she murmured into his pec.

“Just good?” Dane pinched her ass, making her jerk.

She giggled. “Okay, it was great, but it wasn’t as large as either of you.”

“Don’t worry,” Aiden said. “We’ll work up to it. We have an arsenal of graduated plugs.” He said this as if it would make her feel relieved. It did nothing of the sort.

Dane swatted her ass. “Listen, you lazy bums. You can’t spend the day lying around on the bed. We have to get to work.” Since he was the only one standing, his teasing was poignant. He eased out of Stephanie’s pussy, leaving her bereft and making her wish they could stay in bed all day. As he removed the plug from her ass, she squirmed.

Lately all she could think about was sex. Was it because the relationship was so new or was there more to it than that? Perhaps she’d been more submissive and it wasn’t until she agreed to transition to the lifestyle full-time that she blossomed sexually.

The twinge of submissiveness she’d felt over the years had always been tamped down as deviant and absurd. Now she couldn’t imagine why she’d denied herself this level of pleasure. It had all worked out for the best, however. She wouldn’t have had Aiden and Dane in her life as her Doms if she’d acted on any interest in submission before meeting them.

As Dane padded toward the bathroom, Aiden lifted Stephanie off him and settled her on her feet next to the bed as he sat. A mixture of all three of their orgasms coated her belly and legs, making her grateful to hear the sound of the shower.

Without a word, she turned to the bathroom, Aiden right behind her.

She stepped into the warmth of the cascading water, playfully shoving Dane out of the stream so the waterfall could run down her body.

Dane merely chuckled.

Tender and intimate minutes passed as both men washed her, careful not to cause her any discomfort in her most sensitive areas.

Pampered. That’s how they made her feel when they were making love to her. The shower was an extension of their sex, flowing beautifully from the orgasm in the bedroom to the warm water.

When they were satisfied with her cleanliness, they motioned for her to step out. She waited on the rug for them to finish, not having permission to dry off.

The slight chill of the room was welcome against her heated skin. For several moments she watched as her men stared into each other’s eyes, even setting their foreheads together and gripping each other as though distressed. Whatever was happening between them, they shared only silent communication.

As quickly as they succumbed to their silent connection, they physically shook it off and hustled to finish washing. They flipped the water off, drying, dressing and caring for her in the manner they enjoyed.

Neither spoke as they helped her into a skirt and blouse, similar to what she’d worn to the restaurant yesterday only this time the skirt was white and the blouse was pale pink.

Dane stepped behind her and combed out her hair.

In a moment he set the brush aside, divided her hair into three sections from behind and braided the unruly curls into submission. Much like he was doing with her heart.

Aiden put a long scarf over her shoulders as he had yesterday and nodded toward the bedroom door.

In record time they left the apartment, exited the building and stepped into the afternoon sun.

As they reached the restaurant, Aiden turned to her. “Ladies first.” He opened the front door and swept his hand to indicate she should enter before him.

She squinted into the dim light of the reception area. Like yesterday, there were employees milling about, but few of them paid much attention to her except to nod and smile. At least none of them looked at her strangely. She prayed her secret back-room sexcapades were just that, secret.

As soon as Aiden shut the door to the office, leaving Stephanie inside working, he slumped against the wall. “I felt so guilty after we made love to her.”

Dane leaned against the huge counter and crossed both his legs and arms. Aiden watched a shiver run down him as though he were chilled. “No shit. I felt like a heel. It was such an intimate, intense experience and it seemed afterward as though we’d lied to her.” He ducked his head.

“It’s not a lie, exactly.”

“No, but same as. I’m scared out of my mind about her reaction when she finds out we kept such personal, private details about her life from her. I get it that Jason didn’t want to rock the boat and tamper with her delicate emotional state this week. I understand why he’d want to be the one to tell her. And I agree it could be more than she can handle right now. But I feel selfish at the same time.” Dane scuffed at the tile floor with his front leg as though there were a smudge that needed removing.

Aiden doubted he even realized what he was doing. He groaned softly, agreeing with his partner. Keeping secrets wasn’t how he wanted to start any relationship, especially one as important to him as this one.

He offered a silent prayer that she would forgive them and understand their motives behind waiting.

Chapter Sixteen

Uneventful. That’s how Stephanie would describe the evening. And she was glad for the reprieve. She stared at the ceiling in the dim early-morning light, thankful both men were still sleeping at her sides. It gave her the opportunity to catch her breath before the intensity that was always Aiden and Dane.

They’d left her alone to work last night. At least mostly. They did check on her several times, assuring that she sat correctly in the chair, ate dinner, had ample opportunity to use the restroom.

Other than that neither of them asked much of her emotionally. And when they’d gotten home, they’d allowed her to sleep in the bed and not hassled her with punishments.

She smiled. She’d needed the break.

Stephanie stretched her arms over her head. Her body felt fantastic. She was rested. Naked. But still…

When she closed her eyes and concentrated on breathing deeply, a hand landed on her belly. “You’re up,” Dane mumbled. His deep voice was distinct from Aiden’s, especially first thing in the morning. She opened her eyes to see the top of his head, a mess of dark hair that begged to have her fingers running through it.

She indulged, biting her lip, uncertain how the gesture might be received.

His hair was so soft and he didn’t balk. In fact, he set his head on her chest and let her stroke him. She’d never been given the privilege of such exploration with either man.

When something wet hit her nipple, she realized he was licking her.

She paused, her hand tangling in his hair and gripping his head.

His low chuckle relaxed her. He wasn’t angry. He’d given her silent permission to touch him and she wasn’t going to turn it down.

As much as Stephanie wanted to concentrate on playing with Dane’s hair and relaxing next to him, it didn’t last long. She couldn’t think straight with his mouth so close to her nipple. The man distracted her.

Soon Aiden joined the task. His lips curled around her other nipple and sucked.

Stephanie moaned. Was this real? Two of the hottest, sexiest men on the planet both worshipping her naked body with their mouths? She squirmed, her ass rubbing against the silk sheets luxuriously.

Her free hand landed on Aiden’s golden head. His hair was thicker and she couldn’t pull her fingers through the tresses as easily. It didn’t matter because all she knew was their lips, their tongues, their hot breath, hell even their moisture on her breasts.

They each added a hand and molded and tweaked her until she switched from squirming to writhing. When she finally moaned in frustration, they eased up.

No. Please don’t stop.

“I love how your tits perk up when I lick them like this,” Aiden said as he swiped his tongue across her nipple as though enjoying an ice cream cone.

Dane’s gravelly voice replaced Aiden’s. “Hell, you don’t even have to do that.” He squeezed her breast so it stood high and pointed out, and then he blew on the tip.