Her Highland Master (The Dungeon Fantasy Club Book 1) (16 page)

This was why she stayed away from casual sex. Her heart was too unschooled, too soft to withstand the eventual rejection she was certain would happen. For Zoey, love relationships always made her feel that she was falling short in life, that she had somehow not figured out what all her twenty-something peers had: how to win and keep a man. Granted, some of those men were idiots, but at least they never had to face traveling or dining alone.

As for Declan, he hadn't even invited her into his bedroom, not since the first night when he'd used his body to warm her. They'd had sex in the club and her room multiple times, but even after last night's mind blowing session, he had carried her to her room and left her.

Could she get him to fall in love with her? Zoey found it hard to believe that a man who took such gentle care of her wasn't near the precipice of losing his heart. Did she want to try and extend their relationship past her stay here? Talk about long distance, but then again, maybe he would ask her to stay.

Did she want more with him? Or was she mistaking the mind-blowing nature of their physical relationship for substance? Every relationship started somewhere. Why couldn't theirs begin with an indecent proposal? He made her want things that she had buried deep inside her heart. A home, a family, and a love that lasted until she was old and gray.

What if she changed the game? Entered the previously barred fortress of his bedroom and gave him a taste of how great the long term potential of their relationship could be. She could show him how good it could be if they modified their arrangement a bit, because now, she was playing for keeps.

She slid out of bed. She was meeting Mrs. Stewart for some culinary tutelage in an hour. After that, she was upping the stakes of their relationship. Declan just didn't know it yet.

*****

Declan ended the conference call with his tech company in San Francisco, pleased over the latest nano-tech development. They were planning on revolutionizing the at home computer. And they would make it affordable enough that everyone would be able to afford it.

The figures from all the latest data were very promising. He and the CEO were making plans to visit Denmark. The advancements that country had made in clean air tech, combined with his firm's Techware, would change the fate of their world for the better.

He typed a few emails, studied a report, and moved meetings around. It was barely five in the evening, but he wanted to spend more time with Zoey. Just thinking about her, he felt his cock twitch. Her image had made it increasingly difficult to concentrate on the most minute of tasks today. He discussed potential global implications with his company and all the while he fantasized about the little mewling sounds Zoey made when she was about to come.

The tiny sub had crawled under his skin. When he'd made his proposal, Declan had assumed that once he had scratched the itch and satiated himself on her flesh, he'd be able to move on. Except his need for her had increased, not diminished as was the plan.

A knock sounded on the door. "Come in," he called.

The door opened and Jared stepped inside the office. Zoey strode in behind him and Declan went hard instantly. She was gorgeous. She'd left her hair down, the thick waves cascaded over her shoulders and back. His fingers itched to stroke the silky lengths. She wore a gray sweater dress that ended just above the knee and it clung like a second skin to every curve of her luscious body. His mouth watered at her pillowy breasts straining the material. His body hummed as desire churned to life. His mind shifted far from work, more focused on how quickly he could have her out of that little number.

The faster the better.

Zoey seemed apprehensive. Her footsteps slowed as she neared his desk and her sweet scent drifted over him.

"To what do I owe the pleasant interruption?" he asked, his gaze shifting between the two interlopers. Was there a reason why Jared had stayed behind?

"Well, I was thinking it was time you stopped working for the day. I made dinner, Mrs. Stewart is keeping it warm for me until we are ready to eat, but I hoped we could…" She flushed under his stare. He loved the way the blush would spread across her chest.

"Yes?" he asked, intrigued by her fluttering hands and hesitation. This was the first time he'd had a woman, other than his maid and cook, enter his office space. It was one of the few places he'd been adamant about keeping his personal activities away from, never one to mix business with pleasure. He'd witnessed the fallout from just such interactions with his father's mistresses.

"I hoped that we could, gosh, I didn't think it would be this hard to ask," she said. If it were possible, she flushed an even darker shade of pink.

"Jared, what the hell is going on?" Declan asked.

Jared smiled. "What our American lass is attempting so sweetly to say, is that she would like to have sex with the both of us again."

Declan sucked in a breath. Lust slammed into his system. He knew Jared didn't want her the way he did, but his butler had never turned down a willing and eager lass.

"Zoey, is this what you want?" His gazed pierced her, studying her reaction. Her breathing sped up, coming out in little pants, her hands fisted, she licked her lips, and her eyes were wide with need.

Worry also creased her brow. Did she think he would admonish her, turn away from her? He was proud of her. It wasn't easy to admit and come to terms with yourself when your sexual tastes were different from what society mitigated they should be. God, she was the sexiest woman he'd ever met. He didn't think he had the strength to deny her anything. While that should set off warning bells, he could only focus on the desire pumping in his veins.

"Zoey?" he asked again.

"Yes, Master." He grinned at her submissive response.

He rose from his chair, moving around his desk until he stood in front of her. He tenderly gripped her chin, drawing her gaze up to his. He could smell her arousal. He ran his thumb over her bottom lip, and reveled in her indrawn breath.

"So you liked our love play last night and want a repeat?" He cocked an eyebrow at her with a small grin playing about his lips.

"Yes, Master," she admitted.

"I want something from you first. Will you give me what I want?" He held his breath.

She nodded her head.

"You haven't even heard what it is yet, little sub." He cupped her breast and growled deep in his throat at finding the nipple a hard peak.

"Anything you want, Master, I will do," she purred, leaning into his touch. Where did the all the sweet acquiescence come from? He had to admit it made his dominant nature growl in delight.

They'd see about that. He held her gaze, brought his hands up to cup her face so he could feel her reaction. "I want to watch Jared fuck you, little sub, and then we will fuck you together."

Her eyes widened, her pupils dilated. She moaned at his words, licking her lips. Jared moved behind her, gripping her hips, and ground his pelvis against her backside.

"Say yes, American lass," Jared murmured as he nipped at her neck, his hands running up and down her sides.

"What say you, sweet lass? Do you want Jared to fuck you while I watch?" Declan flicked his thumb over her nipple.

"Yes, Master," she groaned. Her head fell back against Jared's chest as Declan stepped back to enjoy the show. He leaned against his desk, crossing his arms over his chest, feeling his own desire for her increase. This was one of his more exotic tastes. As much as he didn't want to share Zoey, it was a real turn on for him to watch. It had been a long time since he had the enjoyment. At the end of the day, he did what he did to give himself pleasure, to dominate her, and he decided what that pleasure might be.

"Get her out of that dress, Jared, and suck that pretty little cunt of hers," he ordered.

"That's what I had in mind," Jared replied and he slid her dress up over her hips. Both men groaned when they discovered she was going commando. It was a good thing Declan hadn't known that or he might not have allowed Jared to join their love play again. He would have had her splayed out on his desk, pumping his cock inside her tight sheath.

Jared tossed the dress on a nearby couch, then freed her glorious tits. Jared seemed just as enamored of the heavy globes as he was. Jared stripped, his erection already prominent, rolling a condom over his length. He bent to help Zoey step out of her heels, but Declan loved the sight of her in nothing but them. She was sexy as hell standing in nothing but the black stilettos.

"Leave them on," he commanded. This was his show, and while Jared was a willing participant, this was one of Declan's fantasies. He loved watching a woman come, either by his hand or another's. He liked being an observer almost as much as he liked plunging inside a willing woman's tight channel.

Jared positioned Zoey so that she stood facing him, spreading her legs. Then he knelt down in front of her. "Hold your hands at your sides, lass," Jared ordered her.

Zoey stood there, anticipation riddling her body. Jared swiped his tongue across her pussy lips. She moaned.

"How does she taste?" Declan asked Jared.

"Like the sweetest nectar. Such a pretty pussy, and I'm going to make you come so hard you will sheath my cock like a glove. Watch Declan, lass, watch his response to your pleasure."

Jared planted his face in her crotch and Zoey cried out. Declan heard the slurping, and thrusting noises Jared was making as he ate her to his heart's content. Zoey was magnificent. Her gaze became heavy lidded, her body trembled with the force of her need. She panted, her breasts pebbling into hard peaks the higher her desire grew.

Jared held her hips while Zoey screamed her release. Declan felt his dick thump inside his trousers. Zoey's body still shook with the force of her orgasm as Jared pulled her down on top of him. He lay with his back on the rug, positioning Zoey so that she was straddling him. Then Declan watched her tight pussy envelope Jared's cock.

Declan opened his pants, freeing his dick, and fisted himself as Jared set up a bruising pace. His hands clamped on Zoey's hips and he shuttled his length inside her. Zoey's breasts bobbed and jiggled as she rode Jared.

Her gaze was trained on Declan's cock and he moaned, gripping his erection tighter, imagining it was her tight cunt wrapped around him.

"Hold your breasts, lass. Pinch those sweet nipples for me," he commanded, knowing just how sensitive those areolas of hers were. She cupped her tits, moaning as she squeezed the peaks between her thumb and forefinger. Jared gripped her hips tighter, digging into her flesh as he pounded inside her.

Her eyes lost focus as her orgasm raced over her body. Declan rolled a condom over his erection. Before Zoey had a chance to come down from one orgasm, he had picked her up, settled himself on the leather ottoman, lying back and positioning Zoey, and was driving into her warm heat. Her delicate tissues clenched around his cock, pulling him deeper. He gritted his teeth at the incredible feeling of her cunt vised around him, growling deep in his chest.

She groaned, her hands on his abdomen as he furrowed deep. Jared stood behind her and Declan helped him by pulling her down so that her lovely breasts were cushioned against his chest, but leaving her ass up in the air so Jared could coat her tight puckered back hole with lube. He heard her short, shallow pants as Jared pushed a finger inside her ass. Her hands dug into his chest.

Declan tilted her head up, taking her lips in a drugging kiss, as Jared worked her ass. He could feel Jared's dick through her tissues as he pushed his cock deeper into her ass until he was completely buried.

"Oh my god, yes, yes, yes." Zoey had moved into mindless pleasure, so overcome with desire that she was delirious. Declan slid his cock out of her tight sheath until just the head was clasped in her folds and pushed back inside. Her pussy clenched around him, and it was his turn to groan. Not wasting any more time on ceremony, he set a fast pace. Fucking her in tandem with Jared, he plunged, Jared withdrew, Jared pumped his pelvis faster, Declan matched him, stroke for stroke.

Declan knew, as did Jared, that when one of them came it would set off a chain reaction. He felt his balls tighten and his cock swell as he thrust more heatedly. Zoey was keening, unable to do more than accept the hard fucking he and Jared were giving her. Jared had picked up his pace, pummeling Zoey's tight ass in fast brutal digs. Declan caught the other man's gaze and nodded. He hammered his cock inside her as Jared let loose, thrusting in near riveting passion.

Declan slammed his cock harder, straining as he thrust once, twice, and then he burst. Zoey wailed as her own orgasm ripped through her, constricting around him, milking every last drop of seed. He heard Jared roar as he found his release, triggering another round of spasms in Zoey's pussy, her walls clenching around him.

Declan kissed her sweat-slicked forehead as his heart rate returned to normal, rubbing his hands over her back as Jared withdrew. She moaned at the loss. Jared disposed of his condom and dressed while Declan simply lay there and held her. He might share her from time to time, but Zoey was his. He didn't just want her for a day or a week, he wanted to claim her as his for all time.

Jared knelt next to their supine positions and gave Zoey a gentle kiss on the lips. "Thank you, sweet American lass." And then he departed the room, leaving them alone. Jared knew he had no claim on her and only joined in for the pleasure aspect.

Declan cuddled her closer, not wanting to let her go just yet, discovering his feelings ran deep for his sweet little sub. He caressed her back, soothing himself and her. He loved how she fit into his life and his arms. She filled the ache that he had subsisted on, living but not truly alive. He hadn't even realized how lonely he had become. Her arrival had brought sunshine into his life when there had only been night.

Zoey's body was limp against his and he smiled, his little sub had received quite the initiation into his lifestyle. Amazingly enough, he found he wanted her to have a more permanent space in his life, but the cloud of her imminent departure in a few days hung over his happiness. He shifted, rolling her onto her back, proceeding to show her just how much he wanted her. When he had made her come again so hard that she screamed his name, he carried her into his bedroom.