Christmas at Purgatory (Thalia Extra #1) (2 page)

When they were done laughing James spoke against her ear. “Baby,
I’ve got one more thing for you.”He shifted behind her and then
there was an envelope in his hand. It was plain, off-white, and had
his elegant script across the front. It was addressed to her.
“What is it?” She turned in his arms to find his eyes that
deliciously dark green that told her whatever was in the envelope
had his thoughts already well into no clothing territory. Thalia
felt the blush in her cheeks as she took it from him, turning it
over to slide out the note.
Thalia,
The last time we were here at Purgatory you had a dream, a fantasy,
that you shared with me. I promised you that if you made it through
the program, I would do my best to make it happen. I would, and
always will, do anything for you. Creating an opportunity to play
with Maggie and Kalen was easy. If you still want it, all you have
to do is tell me.
Love,
James
Her heart was beating so hard in her chest she could feel it
shaking her. Was he serious? Was James serious about this? Her head
spun, but heat pulsed between her thighs. She wanted it. How many
times had she thought about the dream she’d had? The cropping she’d
taken from Kalen? The hungry way Maggie had looked at her after?
The things Julie had told her she and Maggie did? Her lips parted
as she pulled in a breath and she turned in his arms again.
Not an ounce of jealousy, or concern, or worry on his face. A smile
crept over his lips as he trailed a hand up her arm to cup her
face. His eyes were still bottle-glass green. She knew he and Kalen
had shared for years, that he wouldn’t be upset with her for saying
yes. They were so much stronger than petty jealousies and
insecurities. They were strong enough to recognize the desires in
the other person and do everything in their power to make them
real. And that’s what James was offering her. Tonight.
Officially. Best. Christmas. Ever.
“I want it.” Thalia whispered and a low groan rumbled in James’
chest as he leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on her lips. His
restraint was obvious when he didn’t take it further. Then he
pulled back and looked past her to Kalen and nodded slightly.
“What’s going on? What did you get, Thalia?” Maggie was up on her
knees, looking between the three of them with wide blue eyes. Kalen
leaned forward, his hand moving into Maggie’s wild, red curls. Her
entire attitude shifted, her lips parting, a soft murmur slipping
from her as he craned her head back. Kalen kissed her neck, but
Thalia saw him pulling his own envelope out of his back
pocket.
“Hush, blessing. Ye have a present too.” He was grinning at her
when her eyes widened and she cheered, snagging the envelope from
Kalen’s fingers as he released her hair. Maggie tore into it with
an excited wiggle, and Thalia couldn’t imagine what hers said. Was
Kalen asking her permission? Had she wanted something else? Her
eyes trailed across the paper and then a blush crept up Maggie’s
cheeks. She glanced at Thalia for a second before looking up at
Kalen.
“Sir?” The note was in her lap, her fingers crinkling the
edges.
“Up to ye, Maggie.” Kalen murmured, his broad shoulders angled
forward as he leaned on his knees to be closer to her.
“What does
yours
say, Maggie?” Thalia sat up as Maggie’s
blue eyes landed back on her. At first Maggie didn’t respond, then
she moved until she was in front of Thalia, looking up at her from
the floor. It was the most submissive she’d ever seen her, and
Maggie was
only
looking at her.
“It says that, as long as yer okay with it, I can play with ye. And
later, Kalen and James want to play with ye.” Maggie bit her lip
and it drew Thalia’s attention to her mouth. Cupid’s bow lips, pale
pink, her cheeks speckled with freckles and flushed in her nerves.
It reminded her of how Maggie had approached Kalen after the
cropping, asking permission to touch her, and he had refused her
then. Thalia hadn’t been
healed
yet, she hadn’t passed
Kalen’s program. The answer had been no, but now it was yes, and
Thalia wanted to know what Maggie’s lips tasted like. She wanted to
know what Julie had meant about it being
different
than
kissing a guy, especially a Dom.
She opened her mouth to speak, but changed her mind. Words weren’t
enough. Thalia reached forward and cupped Maggie’s face - and
kissed her. Maggie let out a surprised sound, tense for only a
moment before she softened against her mouth. Thalia had never been
this bold, but she wanted to prove to Maggie, to prove to
everyone
in the room that she was no longer fragile. There
was no ‘Handle with Care’ sign on her forehead anymore. She didn’t
want any questions on her state of mind, she didn’t want any
special treatment. Maggie leaned back and Thalia followed her
forward off the couch. When she laid down, Thalia leaned over her,
her knees landing on either side of Maggie’s hips, leaving Thalia
straddling her. Maggie’s mouth opened to hers and the kiss
deepened, a quiet moan slipping from them both as Maggie’s hands
slid into Thalia’s hair. They held each other in the kiss, nipping
lips, smiling at each other, before returning to it.

It went on and on, Maggie’s hands wandering
down her sides to her hips, to her bare thighs. Thalia took the
chance to kiss down Maggie’s throat and she arched under her. It
was different in ways, but the same in others. People were people,
and what felt good, felt good. But Maggie was soft in the ways
James was hard, her moans were light and sweet. The bite of
Maggie’s nails against the skin of her thigh as Thalia nipped her
collarbone was sharper. Thalia moved her hand to Maggie’s breast,
duplicating what she knew she liked with herself. Her thumb
brushing over the hardening bud of her nipple through the fabric.
When she squeezed gently Maggie pulled her mouth back to hers to
kiss her again. Their breaths were shorter, excitement making their
hearts race, her skin tingling with the anticipation of something
new and different. Then Thalia felt a sharp grip in her hair that
pulled her firmly up and back from Maggie. She let out a whimper as
James tightened his grip slightly.
“Thalia... did I say you could kiss Maggie?” Cold, clear, Dom
voice. James was leaned forward so that his mouth was brushing her
ear. Heat pooled between her thighs because she knew he wasn’t
upset with her, this was just about who was in control. And it was
most definitely him.
“No, Master.” Thalia breathed, looking down at Maggie who was
flushed and breathing hard as she watched James tug Thalia up by
her hair.
“Correct. On the couch, Thalia.” James kept his hand in her hair as
she sat back down between him and Kalen.
“Present, Maggie.” Kalen’s voice was loud even when he wasn’t
trying, deep and commanding, and Maggie pushed herself up into a
kneel, interlacing her fingers behind her head.
“Pet, am I to understand that with your little display you
would
like to play tonight?” James’ voice sent a shiver
through her. She was a warm puddle, and from the way Maggie’s eyes
were focused on the floor, her body taut with tension, Maggie was
as well.
“Yes, Master, I would like to play tonight.” Thalia barely finished
speaking before James was kissing her. It was reassurance, and
heat, and promise.
“Maggie, what would ye like to do with Thalia?” Kalen’s voice
boomed behind her and Thalia gasped against James’ lips before he
pulled her tighter to him.
“May I taste her, sir?” At the request from Maggie, Thalia
immediately shivered. She wanted to answer ‘yes’, but James’ mouth
had hers busy and Maggie was asking her Dom.
“Strip first.” Kalen commanded, and James nipped Thalia’s lip as he
pulled back to watch, moving his mouth to her ear with a
grin.
“Happy Christmas, baby.” He whispered against her ear and she felt
the smile on her lips, accompanied by the rapid beat of her heart
as she watched Maggie undress. Still beautiful.All soft curves, the
swell of her hips, her larger breasts as she took off the pale pink
bra. After she slid the matching underwear down she dropped to her
knees again, her thighs spread apart, and Thalia found herself
staring. James nudged her, “Your turn, pet. Stand and strip.”
Thalia nodded and stood from the couch, realizing she was directly
in front of Maggie as she pulled the dress over her head. Her bra
came off next, and then Maggie’s hands were at the edge of her
underwear, looking up at her for permission. Thalia dropped the bra
to the side and nodded her head a little, and Maggie smiled so big
that Thalia couldn’t help but giggle. The sharp spank as her ass
was revealed made her gasp and she turned to see a grinning
James.
“Couldn’t resist. Now sit back down, on the edge, Maggie wants her
present.” James tugged her hand until she sat back down, and then
his hand moved to her right thigh, lifting her leg until it draped
over his.
“Going to be a good girl, lass? Maggie has been waiting for a long
time.” Kalen’s voice rumbled to her left as he took her other leg
and trapped it on the other side of his leg so she was spread wide
in front of Maggie. Thalia could only manage a nod as she leaned
back on her arms.
James pinched her thigh and Thalia yelped. “Answer him,
Thalia.”
She looked at James first, his expression was smooth, unreadable,
like he usually was in the middle of a session. It made her heart
pound harder. Then she turned to look at Kalen, his tawny eyes
sliding down her body before meeting her gaze. He was totally in
control too. She licked her lips and made herself speak, “Yes,
Master Kalen, I’ll be good.”
A smile tilted the edge of his mouth before he looked down at
Maggie, “Maggie, ye can do what ye like with Thalia, but yer not
allowed to touch yerself right now.”
“Thank ye, sir.” Maggie nodded, her hands releasing from behind her
head to slide up the insides of Thalia’s thighs. Their eyes met,
and Maggie just smiled as she lowered her mouth, her tongue sliding
smoothly between Thalia’s lips, splitting her pussy with a warm,
wet swipe. She ended the first long lick with a brush over her
clit. Thalia couldn’t close her mouth, panting as Maggie returned
to her, tugging Thalia to the very edge of the couch. Kalen and
James balanced her, their hands on each of her thighs. A moan rose
up out of her as Maggie focused attention on her clit, two fingers
sliding easily into her soaked pussy. Soon, Thalia was rocking her
hips against Maggie’s mouth - she was really,
really
good at
this. One advantage to knowing what it felt like, apparently it
meant you knew what you were doing.
“Oh God...”Thalia mumbled and let her head drop back, her hands
clenching in the cushions of the couch. James was watching her as
she squirmed, the teasing licks of Maggie’s tongue making her
whimper and moan in rising pleas.
“Do ye like it, Thalia?” Kalen’s voice was close to her ear, his
fingers pressing firmly against the soft skin of her thigh. It made
her moan louder, biting down on her lip as Maggie grazed her teeth
over her clit before sucking it back into her mouth.
“Yes, Master Kalen, yes, very much!” She cried out as Maggie thrust
a third finger inside her, her hips rolling, her breath coming
faster as that incredible tension built inside her, rushing her
towards an orgasm she wasn’t sure she was allowed. Maggie seemed to
notice and redoubled her efforts, the strong draws against her
clit, her fingers curving inside her until Thalia’s legs were
shivering on the edge. “Please, may I come? Please?” Thalia wasn’t
sure which Dom she was asking, she just wanted permission.
“Hold it back, we’re enjoying the view.” James had laughter in his
voice, his hand returning to her hair to twist it and keep her from
leaning forward.
“It’s a very pretty sight. Just wait.” Kalen was definitely
chuckling under his breath.
They were asking the impossible. Thalia tried to push back from
Maggie’s mouth, to get a moment of respite from the steady pulse of
pleasure as Maggie drew on her clit, her fingers stretching and
moving inside her to build her higher and higher. Kalen and James
only tightened their grips on her thighs, keeping her firmly
against Maggie’s talented tongue.
“I can’t! I can’t!” Thalia whimpered, her back arching, moans
slipping between her lips as her thighs fought to close against
their strength. Maggie could have held back, she could have eased
up the incredible pressure on her clit, or slowed the thrusts of
her fingers inside her - but she didn’t. An instant later and
Thalia’s body locked up as her orgasm crashed over her, a crippling
wave of pleasure making her cry out and strain against the hands
holding her in position. Maggie’s tongue continued, more gently,
coaxing every last ounce of pleasure out of her orgasm, until
Thalia was whimpering and shivering.
“Stop, Maggie.” Kalen’s voice was low and rumbling, and Maggie
leaned back. Her lips were swollen and her chin was wet, and she
was grinning. She knew exactly what she’d done, and her own harsh
breathing and bright flush spoke of how turned on she was, but she
kept her hands flat on her thighs.
“I’m sorry, Ma-”Thalia started to apologize but James covered her
mouth with his hand, silencing her. He shook his head slowly.
“Tsk, tsk, pet. Now you’ve earned a punishment.” His tone was
wicked.
“That she has. Maggie, since ye were so good, would ye like to
watch Thalia be punished?” Kalen stood up, reaching for Maggie to
help her up from the floor. She nodded and Kalen kissed her hard,
Maggie’s soft moan buzzing between them. Thalia blushed as she
realized Kalen could taste her on Maggie’s lips. James stood and
scooped Thalia off the couch suddenly, holding her against his
chest with a smile. Kalen just leaned down and threw Maggie over
his shoulder, which sent her into peals of laughter. His hand
landed sharply on her ass. “Quiet, blessing, or I’ll gag ye for the
rest of it.”
“Is that a promise?” Maggie taunted as he started for the stairs.
Kalen’s laughing sigh spoke volumes of their relationship.
“If ye want to be gagged, keep it up, and I’ll also pick exactly
what toys ye get to use while yer watching.” Kalen’s voice was back
to deep and commanding, but Maggie’s soft moan showed that wasn’t
exactly a threat.
“You okay?” James whispered against her hair as he followed Kalen
up the stairs with her in his arms.
“Do you really have to ask? That was - amazing.” Thalia felt a
shiver rush through her and James chuckled.
“That was part of Maggie’s present, yours is coming up, pet. After
Kalen and I punish you for being so
very
disobedient.”
James’ lips were on hers as they stepped into Kalen and Maggie’s
personal playroom. It was the size of a large bedroom, a king-size
bed dominating the middle of it. There were four, thick posts at
the corners, and a series of chains hanging above it. Chairs lined
the wall in front of the bed, some with restraints. Thalia was
blatantly staring around the room as James let her down from his
arms. Kalen flipped Maggie back to her feet in front of one of the
chairs.
“Do ye plan on keeping up the attitude, blessing?” Kalen towered
over Maggie. His broad shoulders and barrel chest making her look
tiny as she stared up at him with a gleam in her eyes. Maggie was
very
feisty, but Kalen loved the challenge. They were
happily married after eight years together, and the key to that was
never being boring.
“I am yer sub to do with as ye wish, sir.” The words were right,
but Maggie’s cocky little smile was anything
but
submissive.
“Oh... Maggie.” Kalen laughed, dropped into one of the chairs
without arms and had Maggie across his lap in an instant. His hand
came down hard and fast in a series of sharp spanks that had Maggie
kicking and moaning and yelping. When he stopped, his hand rubbed
over the hot, pink skin and Thalia found herself staring again.
James moved behind her, his erection pressing against her back as
he slid his fingers between her thighs. She was slippery from the
orgasm downstairs, and her legs shook slightly as he moved his
touch over her clit.
“Sir! Please?” Maggie cried out over Kalen’s lap, and Thalia could
see his fingers working between her thighs. But he pulled back, and
James did as well, leaving both subs whimpering.
“After all that? Yer lucky I’m still letting ye come while we play
with Thalia, blessing.” Kalen was smiling as he let Maggie move to
her knees on the floor. He stood and his heavy steps went to the
cabinet against one wall. Inside were floggers, and crops, and
drawers of god-knows-what. Kalen pulled open a few drawers before
turning back to Maggie with a grin, his hands full. From where she
was standing she could see a dark toned dildo that looked
uncomfortably large, and a smaller blue one. Kalen set all of it on
one of the chairs, then walked over to a different chair and
dragged it until it was centered to face the bed.
“Sir?” Maggie whimpered as Kalen affixed the dildos to the chair
that had obviously been designed for it. The larger in front, the
smaller a little behind. Then he handed a small bottle of lube to
Maggie and crossed his arms.
“Ye can do it, no arguments. If ye want to come, this is how ye
will do it.” Kalen’s voice was firm. Maggie’s mouth opened like she
might try to argue but then she nodded, applying lubricant to both
before she moved onto the seat on her knees.She straddled them
controlling her descent while keeping her eyes on Kalen’s. Thalia
couldn’t breathe as she watched her, and the rhythmic brush of
James’ fingers over the small of her back was sending chills over
her skin. Maggie took the top of the thick dildo in the front, a
soft groan slipping from her. Then she reached back, more lubricant
on her fingers as she prepared to take both dildos at once. Her
soft whimpers as she eased down, breathing carefully as she
stretched over the two invading toys, were incredibly hot to listen
to. As she lowered Maggie brought her legs forward one at a time
and held her weight up by the arms of the chair to ease down the
rest of the way. Finally, with a low groan, Maggie was seated on
the chair. A sheen of sweat covered her, her hips rocking slightly
while she panted and whimpered. Kalen knelt in front of her to
attach cuffs to her ankles and lock her to the chair. “I’m leaving
yer wrists free so ye can touch yerself if ye want to, Maggie. But
ye lost the chance to go without the gag. Open.”
“But, Sir -” Maggie started, her eyes wide, but Kalen cupped her
chin.
“Open.” Kalen commanded and she did. It wasn’t a large ball gag,
but when it was between her teeth, she wouldn’t be able to speak.
Kalen strapped it behind her head and then pressed a kiss to her
forehead. “Ye are so beautiful, Maggie. I love ye.” His words were
quiet, and Maggie’s murmur back was an obvious return of the
affection. Thalia was sure Kalen spoke fluent gagged sub,
anyway.
“Just remember, pet, everything that happens tonight, everyone is
okay with. If you’re not okay, just use your safe word, alright?”
James whispered against her hair. He was always trying to watch out
for her, to protect her. She could barely focus on him, her body so
tense with watching Maggie and Kalen, having him pressed against
her back.
“I promise that I’m perfectly fine, Master.” Thalia whispered back
and his chuckle rumbled against her back.