Her Highland Master (The Dungeon Fantasy Club Book 1) (15 page)

He soothed her, rubbing his hands down her back. "It's over, lass. Do you understand why I punished you?"

"Yes, Sir." She hiccupped.

"And why is that?" he murmured, still offering comfort.

"Because I disobeyed your rules." She had deserved the punishment; guilt swam through her system.

"Why did you disobey them, sweet lass? This was the second time for the same infraction. I need to know why so we can correct it, so that it won't happen again."

That was the worst part of it. Stupid of her really to think she wouldn't be caught. "I was bored," she admitted.

He laughed. "Bored? All of this, because you were bored? Well then, I think I can find some other tasks to keep you occupied. Jared, would you come in here please?" Declan asked the butler as he passed the room. The curtains were drawn back, allowing anyone to see in.

"With pleasure," Jared purred.

Zoey's head spun, wondering what she had truly gotten herself into by venturing down here tonight. Her rear burned as Declan slid her off her lap and onto her feet. Her legs wobbled.

"Strip," Declan commanded as he removed items from the armoire. Zoey didn't want to see what they were. She held her head up high, ignoring Jared completely as she disrobed, her fingers trembling. She had to get it together. It wasn't like either man had not already seen her undressed. Declan had promised her that he would never cause her true physical pain. That was the lifeline she held on to as the cool air hit her skin, puckering her nipples.

After he'd filled the small portable table with items from the armoire, Declan led her over to the bench, made of soft brown leather. He positioned her so that she was bent over it. Her belly rested against the leather cushion. He placed her knees onto a small ledge, securing her legs and feet. In this position, her legs were bent and spread wide for easy access. Her upper torso hung over the side of the bench, her breasts swaying as Declan strapped her down with a leather strip just above her rear. Zoey realized, as he checked her restraints, that she was at the perfect height on this bench for him to fuck her. She panted at being this immobile and open to him, and maybe Jared as well.

Was that what he planned? To have Jared fuck her, too? To prove a point? He had explained that any Dom who approached her if she was alone would consider her fair game. Was that how he would make her understand the serious nature of her refusal to follow his rules?

He relocated to the front of the bench, positioning her hands on a set of handholds she hadn't seen before. They were shaped in a curved, elongated bulb that she was able to grasp nicely. He attached cuffs around her wrists, holding them immobile. The apprehension she felt increased, given her inability to move or do anything but accept it.

Declan moved back around the bench until he was behind her once more. Two of his fingers slid inside her vagina with a single thrust. She gasped at the unexpected intrusion. Pleasure burst inside her as he stroked her.

"Ah, sweet little lass, your body is telling me that it liked being punished." He pulled his fingers from her body, and she felt deprived with the loss. He was going to torture her, drive her to the edge of passion, and hold her there indefinitely. Her belly fluttered in eagerness.

"Jared, help me get her ready, and get these on," Declan said as he moved around behind her and she heard packages being ripped open.

"With pleasure." Jared stepped forward, took something from Declan and then knelt beneath her. It put his mouth at the same height as her boobs. His right hand cupped one of her breasts, massaging her flesh, perking the nipple up, and then his mouth closed around the areola, sucking it inside. His tongue swirled around and over her nipple, sending shock waves of lust straight to her pussy. He nipped and sucked until her nipple was a hard pebble point. Then he affixed a silver clamp on the pert peak, sending sparks of pleasure and pain racing in her veins. Declan's fingers spread her labia as he inserted a small latex dildo coated with lube into her vagina.

Jared moved on to her left breast, giving it the same treatment as he had her right, as Declan spread lube around and inside her anus. Jared affixed the clamp on her nipple. Her body felt poised and was on a razor's edge. She was about to ask Declan what he was planning on doing, when the dildo was switched on and began vibrating. The vibrations made her feel his fingers as they stretched the walls of her ass, melting her insides. Then the butt plug began vibrating and the dual sensations made her drop her head. Every pulse of the dual vibrations sparked her nipples, pulling more heat into her core.

What was he doing to her?

Declan knelt in front of her, gauging her response. He brushed his lips lightly over hers. Then held her head in his hands. "Look at me, lass. I need you to relax. I'm going to take your tight little back hole while Jared fucks your sweet mouth. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir." Her delicate folds clenched around the vibrator. She'd heard you could pass out from too much pleasure. Would he push her body that far tonight? She shuddered, panting as she tried to focus.

"What's your safeword?" Declan asked her.

The vibrations were just enough to set her teeth on edge and make her forget things, like how she needed to respond. "Um, red, Sir."

"Good girl, I want you to use it if you need to, since you will be experiencing dual penetration for the first time tonight. Is that clear?" he commanded, his dominant nature making her pussy clench around the vibrator.

She remembered how much she wanted to taste Jared and moaned. "Yes, Sir."

Declan moved around to her rear. Pressure built inside her body. She could hardly focus. She felt moisture trickle down her legs. She could feel the beginning tendrils of an orgasm as the pleasure expanded.

Jared stood before her, undid his leather pants, and his cock stood at attention in front of her face. He grasped his erection, positioning it near her mouth. "Open up, American lass."

With the way she was restrained, she could do little more than open up and let him fuck her mouth. She was so turned on by the thought, she opened up and felt his silky length slide between her lips. Declan withdrew the plug from her anus and moved his erection into position at the entrance to her rear. He pushed forward, sliding the head past the tight ring of muscle, and all the while Jared thrust inside her mouth.

"That's it, lass, relax into it." Declan rubbed the tender globes of her rear as he seated himself inside her back channel. Her body stretched to accommodate his large shaft. Tendrils of vibrations from her pussy mixed with the sensation of Declan snugly inside her ass and then he shifted, pulling his length, withdrawing in and out. Then he set a brutal pace, plunging his stiff length inside. Every nerve ending in Zoey's body stood at attention.

She groaned around Jared's erection as he shuttled his length in and out of her mouth. She enjoyed his salty taste. He was a bit wider than Declan but not as long. Her jaw burned from being held open while he pumped his hips.

Zoey felt the head of Declan's cock pound inside her in hard plunges. She whimpered around Jared's cock, sucking him harder into her mouth. Declan teased her, pushing only the head within her back folds. He really wasn't going to let her orgasm until Jared came in her mouth. She redoubled her efforts—giving head was something she had always excelled at, and she liked the power it gave her over a man, while driving her wild, too. Jared fisted his hands in her hair, his rhythm sped up. She felt his cock lengthening and straining inside her mouth. A rapid series of hard thrusts and then his cock jerked, spurting jets of white, hot seed in her mouth. She continued sucking every last drop until his trembling stopped.

When Jared pulled out of her mouth, Declan thrust himself to the hilt inside her ass, pinched her clitoris, and she shattered. Her tissues clenched around the vibrator, her ass contracted around him. He began moving in slow, lazy strokes, not fast enough to make her come again, but just enough to set her on a brutal edge with her release just out of reach.

Jared knelt in front of her and stole her breath with a possessive, demanding kiss. His tongue tangled with hers as he mimicked Declan's thrusts with his tongue. He massaged one of her breasts, scraping his finger over the distended nipple. Still giving her a drugging kiss, while Declan pumped his hips in long, languid strokes, Jared unclasped one clamp. She groaned as it set off a series of spasms, her pussy tightening.

Fire erupted in her body when he did the same with her other breast. Once they were both free, he moved his mouth to the tender flesh. Licking, stroking, and circling her engorged flesh, morphing the stinging pain into pleasure.

Jared unlatched her hands as she felt Declan pull out, then he withdrew the vibrator from her pussy. She whimpered as he denied her. Feeling empty, as though the big finale, the one that would leave her floating in space, was yanked from her fingers. She was so worked up, but they didn't allow her to come. She whimpered when she felt her legs and midsection being released from the bench. She wanted to cry. She wanted to rage. But mostly, she wanted to come.

Her legs shook as Declan helped her stand. But then he pulled her arms above her head, securing them in cuffs dangling from the ceiling. He pulled the restraints tight until she was standing on her tiptoes. And then Jared stood naked in front of her, his cock once again a hard spear of flesh, the smooth tip red and covered with a condom.

"Remember your safeword, lass," Declan said behind her and she nodded, past the ability to form words.

Two men at once—her head swam with need and moisture poured down her legs. Jared picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. She felt his erection slide against her folds as he positioned her, the head of his thick cock at her vagina's entrance. Declan moved her and she felt him coat her anus with more lube. Declan nudged the head of his penis at the tight entrance to her anus. They held still for a moment, and then both cocks shoved inside her at the same time. Zoey shattered, her body clenching and trembling as she came apart. She shrieked; the pleasure of her orgasm was so intense. Jared's cock was thicker, and in this instance, she felt the difference as his thick erection stretched her pussy as he furrowed inside. Her rear burned with Declan's long length filling her to the point where she felt tears prick her eyes.

"Relax, lass. Deep breath," Declan murmured in her ear. She did as he asked and he slid deeper inside her back channel. She moaned as her body adjusted to having them both inside her. How she didn't catapult off the planet from the magnitude of pleasure swarming her, was beyond her. The way they both held her between them, took any pressure off her arms suspended above her head. "That's a good lass."

And then they began to move, setting up a rhythm where they worked in tandem. Jared thrust, Declan withdrew. And vice versa. Declan's hands cupped her breasts as his strokes grew more urgent. Jared held her hips as he plunged relentlessly. Over and over, they drove inside her. The slick sounds of their flesh slapping against her as pleasure mounted. Every stroke, every thrust driving her higher and higher, reaching for a pinnacle she couldn't see. Even as they grew more forceful, Zoey could feel herself coming apart.

Desire built, increasing with each sure thrust. Faster, harder, they pounded their cocks inside her. In, out, thrust, withdraw, again, and again. The hammering amplified, both men became less controlled and more fervent in their pursuit, their cocks lengthening, straining as they burrowed deeper inside her. Her body tightened, straining for release.

"Come," Declan demanded in her ear, his fingers pinching her nipples as he thrust harder still. Her body fractured as her orgasm ripped through her with blinding white light. She shrieked as her tissues clenched around their pounding cocks setting off another round of tremors. Declan and Jared each thrust, groaning as she felt them spurt inside their condoms. They continued thrusting, wringing every drop of their orgasms and hers until they were all spent.

They all stood there for a moment, letting their heartrates settle back into a normal pace. Jared placed a kiss on her temple and then withdrew from her body. She felt Declan withdraw and unhook her hands from the restraints, setting her back on her feet. When her legs gave out, Declan swooped her up into his arms.

"Take care of her, I'll get the room cleaned up," she heard Jared say distantly as she began to feel herself fade.

Groggy from the night, she held on to Declan, delving further into his arms as he carried her toward the elevator and her room. Her eyes closed with a satisfied sigh, knowing he would care for her. It would be totally irresponsible of her to fall in love with him.

She just wished someone had told her heart that.

Chapter Nine

Zoey awoke in stages, swimming up through layers. Her body had seemingly shut down from the multitude of orgasms Declan had wrung from her body. Her faced flamed. She had allowed Declan to share her with his sexy butler. What did that make her? She couldn't deny that it had been one of the best, if not the best, sexual experience of her life.

She shifted and winced. Her bottom was still tender from Declan's spanking. Her muscles ached, her breasts were tender, and she wanted to do it all over again. Declan had promised her more pleasure than she had ever dreamed, and he had delivered in spades.

She was falling for him. She had begun losing pieces of her heart from the very first kiss. It worried her, how much he was affecting her. When just the thought of him made her knees tremble and her belly flutter. She only had three nights left in Scotland. Would she even want to leave when the time came?

She had a life in Los Angeles. Even if her existence there did seem to be on life support at the moment, she had responsibilities, her sister needed her.

And then she didn't even know if Declan felt anything for her but desire. For all Zoey knew, he considered their relationship to be nothing more than an agreement for sex. She remembered the women from last night in the Dungeon Fantasy Club; there were women who were the gorgeous knock-out model types that Zoey could never compete with. Declan was so handsome that she could easily see him with one of those women, after he had finished their arrangement.