Dimitri's Forbidden Submissive (Submissive's Wish) (37 page)

He gently held her to his body, wrapping his arms around her as she rested her head on his heart. “I will take care of you,
dorogaya
. My life is devoted to your happiness. You are mine, my heart, my future.”

She closed her eyes and basked in his open adoration, soaking up his reassurance and hugging him as tight as she could without disturbing her ribs. “I’ve fallen for you, so much that it scares me.”

“Do not fear. I am here to catch you.” He held out his hand. “Come here,
zaika moya
.”

She placed her hand in his and couldn’t help smiling up at him as he helped her out of her chair. “Have I told you yet that I missed you?”

He cradled her in his arms and nuzzled his face against hers. “I am completely addicted to you.”

He held her tight as he walked through the house and she relaxed in his arms, contentment filling her as she examined his face while he carried her through the rooms. “Dimitri?”

“
Da
?”

“What will I be doing in Russia?”

He gave her an odd look then said, “What would you like to do?”

“I don’t know. I do know I’d like to continue nursing, but I’m not sure how that will work.”

“When we get to Moscow we can discuss it. I want you to be happy. I want you to wake up every morning never wanting to leave me because I will not let you leave. You are mine.”

While it wasn’t the heartfelt declaration of love she was looking for, his words still warmed her heart. “And you’re mine. Speaking of which…do you…that is…um…”

“What are you asking me?”

“Can you please not have sex with Gia?”

He laughed, then gently placed her on her feet. “I told you. You are only woman I want, Rya. I mean that. I will not touch her or any other woman.”

“I know you say that, but from what I’ve gathered you are quite…popular with women.”

“It does not matter. I do not want them, only you.”

“But for how long? What if you get bored with me?” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Look, Dimitri, I care about you a lot and I’m not trying to rush you into anything, but I can’t stand the thought of you having sex with someone else. It hurts. I need to know if you’re okay with that. Long term.”

He was silent for a long moment, studying her before he said, “What about you? What if I wish to share you with another man?”

“Do you?”

He shrugged. “In the future I may. It is almost like bonding ritual to allow men I trust to give you pleasure. For many, many years I was third with couples so I could share their love, so I could be close to woman without endangering her. Was only way I can love. Now I want to share what we have with a few of my friends, to show them what is waiting for them when they find their woman. Is my way to show my love.”

Ice filled her veins. “I see.”

“That makes you angry?”

“Well, I’m not exactly happy to hear that the only way you can love a woman is if you share her with another man.”

“No, that is wrong. Translation was bad. I mean I could only be affectionate with a woman if she belonged to another, if her heart was safely his. I never had a woman love me, just me. She always love her Master and was friend with me. You are only woman who I have ever had for my own, only woman who has my heart, ever.”

She hugged him tight, rubbing her face against his chest. “Thank you.”

With a gentle touch he rubbed her back. “I can only hope to someday win your heart as well,
zaika moya
. Please give me chance to show you how good things will be.”

“Oh, Dimitri, don’t you know? You already have my heart.”

He stiffened against her. “Do you mean it?”

“I wouldn’t be here if you didn’t.” Standing up on her tip toes she threaded her fingers through his thick hair and tilted his head in her direction. “Kiss me.”

The first gentle brush of his lips sent warmth flooding to her sex and she sighed against his mouth, caressing his tongue with her own as he slowly devoured her. A delicious, amazing rush of emotions filled her until she was smiling into the kiss, so happy she couldn’t contain it so she tried to put her joy into her touch, to let him know what he made her feel, to try and share this pleasure with him. He responded eagerly, nibbling at her lips, his hands roaming her body and awakening her nerves.

By the time they came up for air she was panting and Dimitri’s rock hard erection pressed into her body. When she wiggled against him he gave a pained laugh. “Come, Gia and Ivan are waiting for us.”

“Are you okay with my Topping Gia with Ivan?”

“Okay?” He took her hand and rubbed it against his stiff cock. “More than okay. Is very sexy.”

Giggling, she gave him a squeeze and followed him to the door with the keypad. After entering the code it slid open and Rya followed Dimitri into the dungeon. The lighting was low and it took her eyes a few moments to adjust to the room. The first thing she noticed was the gleam of chrome and she let out a little sigh of pleasure as she took in all the toys available to play with. This wasn’t some tiny personal dungeon, but more like an adult playground.

The walls were a deep, almost blood-red color and the floors were made of smooth, dull black tiles. Sheer black cloth had been draped artfully from the ceiling, giving the feeling of being inside of some kind of exotic tent. Soft music came from hidden speakers and she shivered when Dimitri began to caress her back, the mournful violins in the song sending chills through her. The scent of leather and orange oil filled the air and she let her gaze wander until she found Ivan and Gia.

Gia’s hair was twisted up into a bun and the other woman was completely nude while kneeling next to her Master with her head down, her hands resting on her spread thighs. Gold gleamed against Gia’s dark, erect nipples and Rya smiled at the sight of those lovely piercings. For a moment jealousy intruded on her desire at the knowledge of Dimitri seeing Gia naked, but those thoughts were soon swept away by his lips rubbing against her ear, then his gentle licks that made her body warm beneath his caress.

“You have my permission to do whatever you wish with Gia, but no touching Ivan. Understood?”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered, her gaze darting to Ivan who stood next to Gia with his shirt off wearing a pair of loose black pants.

He was definitely a good looking man, well-built and bulkier than Dimitri with a for sure scary, no-bullshit, look in his eyes. Between Dimitri and Ivan she was on testosterone overload and her clit throbbed with the need for her Master’s touch. Ivan gave her a small smile that helped ease some of her apprehension before speaking to Dimitri in Russian.

Turning Rya to face him, Dimitri studied her. “I will watch at first. Ivan will help you discipline Gia, and if you do a good job I will fuck you.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then I will put you in a chastity belt while I jack off on your tits and let Gia lick it off.”

The image, at once arousing and irritating, had her lifting her chin. “What are my restrictions, Master?”

“Ivan said no hard humiliation, no bloodletting, and no giant dildos because he wants her pussy tight when he fucks her.”

“Also,” Ivan said from right behind Rya, “do not beat her ass too hard. We have a long flight back to Russia in a few days and I do not want her uncomfortable.”

The feeling of being surrounded by the two Masters sent her hormones surging and she wanted to rub against Dimitri and climb him like a tree. “Yes, Sir.”

Ivan snapped his fingers. “Gia, come here and help Dimitri undress Rya.”

While Dimitri helped Rya out of her shirt, taking care not to upset her injuries, Gia lifted Rya’s hair to the side and let out a soft gasp. “Holy shit, that’s an awesome tattoo.”

Smiling over her shoulder at Gia, Rya shifted her shoulders so the other woman could get the full effect. “Thank you.”

Ivan frowned and looked at her back, then up at Dimitri. “The wolf has Dimitri’s eyes.”

Flushing, she nodded. “I call Dimitri
volk moy
, my wolf. I got the tattoo after we had to…be apart for awhile.”

Gia sighed and stroked her fingers over the tattoo. “That is so romantic.”

Ivan grunted. “Don’t even think of it.”

With a giggle Gia winked at Rya, then looked up at Ivan with an innocent expression. “Why, whatever do you mean, Master?”

“No tattoo,” Ivan ran a finger over one of the diamond subdermal implants near the base of Rya’s back. “But this, this is nice.”

Gia knelt behind Rya and Dimitri unbuttoned and unzipped Rya’s pants, pulling them over her hips so the top of her blue lace thong showed. He grasped Rya’s ass in a firm grip and said, “Is very nice.”

“Mmm, I agree,” Gia whispered before she began to gently lick at the lace patterned tattoo on Rya’s lower back.

Even while surrounded by two very strong Masters, Rya’s own dominance rose to the surface. She turned, grabbed Gia’s hair and held her head back. “Did I give you permission to lick me?”

Gia practically melted in her grip and gave her big doe eyes. “No, Ma’am.”

Looking up at Ivan, Rya had to fight a smile at his surprised look, then his slow, pleased smile. A lot of people didn’t understand what being a switch meant for Rya, but she could at once be submissive in a scene and Dominant depending on who she was playing with. It wasn’t an act or anything like that, instead she simply went with what her natural inclinations were. Both Dimitri and Ivan were so über dominant she couldn’t be anything but submissive with them. But Gia was a submissive to her bones and that made Rya want to do very dirty things to her.

Stepping out of her pants, now clad only in her blue thong, she firmed her grip on Gia’s hair and looked around the room, trying to decide what she wanted to play with. Her gaze went past the usual pleasure/pain devices until she came to an adjustable table with a small u-shaped head rest. Without another word she walked across the room, dragging Gia behind her by her hair. It was nice having Ivan with them because she knew he wouldn’t allow Rya to do any real damage with Gia and that gave her the freedom to just go with it rather than worry about the usual first time playdate issues of going too far or not far enough with someone she was unfamiliar with.

“Up on the table, Gia, on your back.”

Dimitri moved behind Rya and began to stroke her body while she helped Gia get comfortable on the table. After adjusting it to the level she needed, she rubbed her butt against Dimitri, groaning low in her throat. She looked up and Ivan was giving Dimitri a warning glare, but her Master only touched her, making her squirm against him while Gia watched them with dark, passion glazed eyes. When Dimitri pinched Rya’s nipple, Gia gasped like it was her own. Rya grinned at Ivan, noting the way he responded to his woman’s arousal. Biting her lip to hold back a moan as Dimitri continued to pinch and pull at her nipples, she leaned over and began to toy with Gia’s piercings. Experimenting with the right amount of pressure, she soon had Gia whimpering and squirming on the table.

Ivan slapped Gia’s inner thigh. “So little control. Be still.”

Rya cried out as Dimitri bit the side of her neck, hard, before saying, “My patience is growing thin,
zaika moya
. I have been without you for too long. Punish your girl so I can fuck you.”

A streak of naughtiness sizzled through Rya and she stepped away from her Dom with a teasing smile. “Yes, Master.”

Moving over to Ivan, she motioned for him to lean down so she could whisper in his ear. “Can you adjust the table so that I can stand over Gia’s face? I would like for her to eat me out while you flog her pussy and breasts, please.”

Ivan gave a low chuckle that did naughty things to her girly bits. “My pleasure, little Mistress.”

While Ivan lowered the table to the right height, Rya sauntered back over to Dimitri. His hunger for her practically vibrated off of him and she had to step carefully to keep her knees from going weak. Damn, he was by far the sexiest man she’d ever seen and he was all hers. Having him watch her like this, knowing her performance was turning him on, made her not only horny enough to consider jumping him, but it also made her feel pride to know she was pleasing her Master. Without thought she leaned down and kissed each of his now bare feet, the need to show her devotion to him, her submission to him overwhelming everything else.

He made a pleased sound that she felt all the way to her toes. “
Dorogaya
. Stand, take off your panties. Let me see my cunt.”

With a racing heart she did as he asked and stood before him, fully nude. He closed the small distance between them and picked her up, stealing a kiss from her as he carried her over to Gia, then holding her by her hips, lowered her until her pussy was over the other woman’s face. Gia moaned and her breath warmed Rya’s soaking wet sex. Dimitri tried to back away, but Rya clung to him.

“Please, Master, kiss me.”

He looked over her shoulder to where Ivan stood and said something in Russian. Ivan replied and Dimitri gave Rya a wicked smile. “There is price for my kiss.”

“What is that, Master?”

“Ivan will flog you as well while Gia eats your pussy and I eat your mouth. I know how much you like to kiss me while you are taking your pleasure.”

She bit her lower lip, tempted by the decadent scenario but apprehensive of having someone she didn’t know flogging her. Lowering her voice to a whisper, trying to ignore how close her pussy was to Gia’s mouth, she said, “Will he hurt me?”

“He is sadist, so yes, but not today. Today is for pleasure, not pain.” He stroked her cheek with a gentle expression that made her love for him grow more than she’d thought possible. “You are mine, Rya, and I would not allow him to harm you.”

Before she could respond Dimitri pushed her down until her pussy made contact with Gia’s lips. At the same time the soft, thick falls of a flogger glanced over her butt, no doubt striking Gia’s breasts as well. The woman beneath her moaned and began to lick at Rya’s sex, nibbling at her outer labia hard enough to sting. That bit of pain was instantly soothed away by Dimitri as he began to kiss Rya with such adoration that her mind couldn’t keep track of any one thought. One moment she’d be thinking about how amazingly good Gia was at oral sex, then her thoughts would be diverted to the slight sting of the flogger, then the sensation of Dimitri’s tongue stroking hers would take precedence.