Mastered 2: Ten Tales of Sensual Surrender (14 page)

Well, shit.  Ty’s throat tightened and he reached out with his other hand, the one that wasn’t resting on Tasha’s beautiful head, to take Noah’s.  Immediately, Noah’s fingers threaded through Ty’s as if they shared this moment, as if it was about both of them. And Tasha’s next words confirmed his feeling.

Her gaze swerved to Noah.  “My love for you, Master, is new and changing, but I feel it just as deeply as I feel my love for Ty.  I only hope you can love me as much as you love Ty.”

Noah’s expression was intense as he reached out his free hand, the one not connected to Ty, and cupped her cheek.  The circle closed and the three of them stood together, bonded and connected.  It was one of the most emotional experiences Ty had ever had.

“I never believed I could love two people this much, Tasha.”  Noah’s fingers stroked Tasha’s face.  “At first, your love for Ty was what drew me to you.”  Suddenly Noah grinned, a teasing light in his gaze.  “Well, that and your smoking-hot body.”

Tasha pressed her lips together, but her dimples appeared, showing she was amused.

When Noah continued, though, there was no smile in his eyes or voice.  “But as I’ve gotten to know you over the last few months, I realize that I fell in love with your generous heart, your sweetness, your sassy nature.  I stopped seeing you as Ty’s woman and began to see you as ours.”

Noah swiped away a tear that marred Tasha’s cheek.  Which seemed to remind him of something Ty would rather he’d forgotten.  His stern gaze shifted to Ty.  “There is a matter of Ty’s punishment.  You and I will have to decide what will be enough.”

“He scared me,” Tasha said with a glance at Ty’s face.

“Yes, he did.  And he hurt you,” Noah stated.

“And he hurt you,” Tasha stated.  “That was why you seemed angry.  Because he hurt you.”

“Sweet Tasha,” Noah murmured.  “Only known me a few months and already you’ve figured out something Ty never really did.”

Ty was smart and kept his mouth shut.  Noah was right.  Ty hadn’t put that together, seeing Noah’s anger as aggressive, not as the camouflage hiding his hurt.

Both of them stared at Ty.  Finally Ty cleared his throat and said, “Master A reserved a room for you to use, Master.”

“Good.”  Noah lifted Tasha to her feet and, though their hands were no longer connected, Ty felt the connection between the three of them as if they were.

Ty led them to the stairway and Master A appeared as if he just fucking knew.  The man was a damn mind-reader.  He beckoned to Ty and turned to open a door.  The dungeon room.  The room was used for the play parties Atticus had at his home for public display and punishment.  The room was huge, stretching at least forty feet across and probably thirty plus horizontally.  It held every instrument of torture and pain imaginable.

When Tasha entered the room behind Noah, her eyes widened like a little girl’s.  Ty grinned at her reaction.  He’d had a similar feeling when Noah had brought him here.  It had seemed intimidating back then and there had been several people in the room.

Empty, the room was frightening.  And Ty was as hard as a rock.

Chapter Five

Holy fuck.  Tasha stared at the room.  She’d seen dungeons and play areas in L.A., but this?  This was incredible.  First of all, the St. Andrew’s crosses were burnished, stained wood that gleamed in the mock candlelight.  The spanking bench was black leather.  It looked like real leather and resembled an ottoman.  She was so used to see equipment that was stark and clearly more functional that the beauty of what she saw took her breath away.

One wall was completely covered with floggers, whips, canes and crops.  A table beneath it held nipple clamps, various sizes of handcuffs and restraints, ball gags, dildos and plugs and some items she knew were involved in electrical play, though she hadn’t experienced them.

Her heart beat hard and she recognized that she was aroused and frightened at the same time.   Noah’s hand gripped the back of her neck and he led her deeper inside the room.  She was amazed by the way the room was set up in a completely functional manner but felt like a bedroom rather than a dungeon.

“On the cross, Ty.”  Noah strode to the wall with the floggers and removed a long dragon tail.  He also obtained a thick wooden paddle.

Ty removed his shirt, and immediately Tasha noticed how the energy in the room changed.  Ty’s willingness sparked all three of them.  The cross seemed to be one he’d used before and it had three steps on either side of the base.  Tasha wondered what they were for until Ty stepped onto the first ones up from the floor and she realized there was a perfect hole drilled in the middle of the stipes portion of the cross at about waist level.  The steps were how different heights were accounted for.  The hole’s purpose was clear as Ty stripped away his jeans and placed his erect cock through the opening.

Noah had obtained a velvet-covered pillow with gold tassels and placed it on the opposite side of the cross from where Ty stood.  “Natasha, come here.”

She swallowed nervously and strode toward Noah.  Keeping her gaze lowered and her demeanor respectful, she was keenly aware of Noah’s intense regard.  She stood in front of him and he turned her until her back was to him and she was facing Ty, who was now naked, his arms up on the crossbeam and his dick in the hole.

“I want you to take your clothes off very slowly and touch your skin as you do it,” Noah said.  “Make his cock hard.”

Tasha glanced down at her scrubs and back at Noah.  How was she supposed to make it sexy?  He seemed to see her question, and grinned.  “Improvise.”

She pressed her lips together to hide her smile.  Well, there weren’t any buttons, but she reached down and lifted her scrub top very slowly, her gaze locked with Ty’s.  As she lifted the material, she turned, hiding her face and presenting Ty with her innocent back.  This gave her the added stimulation of seeing Noah’s reaction to her show.

With a quick glance and smile at Noah, Tasha flicked her bra strap off one shoulder and then the other.  Her bra had its hooks in the front, so she spun back to face Ty as she released each hook that held her breasts contained.

When her breasts were free, she slipped the bra down her arms and sighed happily when Noah stepped forward to draw her arms behind her, sliding the material off as he stroked her skin.  She shuddered and her nipples tightened.  Ty’s burning gaze watched with an intensity that made her pussy respond with heat and need.

When her breasts were free, Noah stepped away and she continued her show.  She palmed her breasts, pinching her tips, making them harder.  Ty’s cock was hard, filling the hole, and Tasha licked her lips, knowing that Noah would let her have a taste if she performed this striptease well.

She slid her hands down her belly and beneath the waistband of her scrub pants. As she eased her pants down, she bent over, letting Noah see her ass, since she pulled her underwear down as well.

Again, Noah became part of the show as he stepped forward and stroked the curve of her buttocks.  He ran his hand down her curves and she groaned, the sensation of his loving touch like a trail of electricity on her skin.  He teased the seam of her ass, touching her puckered hole, but lightly. Her heart pounded and she longed to be owned there.

The thought passed through her mind that the three of them had spent a lot of time in the last few months talking about what they wanted and what they liked.  Noah knew she’d never had anyone fuck her in the ass but she’d had plugs there.  His touch told her that he had plans for her, and that sent her arousal through the roof.

She stepped out of her scrub pants and used her toes to remove her shoes in the process. Naked, she started to turn to face Noah and gain his permission to touch Ty.  God, she wanted to touch them both.  Before she could move, Noah’s arms encircled her and he pressed against her back.

With wicked intent, he displayed her, holding her arms out, giving her the silent indication that she should keep them there.  He cupped her breasts, his fingers stroking her nipples, and she gasped.  Ty’s animalistic growl only caused her pulse to jump.

Noah’s touch set fires all over her skin as he trailed down her stomach, lower and lower until he reached the edge of her pubic bone.  She trembled and he slid his tongue along the shell of her ear, his breath like his fingers, gentle and warm.  His fingers spread her labia, displaying her pussy to Ty, another surge of wetness easing Noah’s touch.

Tasha knew both men could smell her response and that only made her hotter.  Noah bit her neck and she moaned.  His cock was an iron bar against her ass and she shifted.

“You hold still,” Noah said in a dark and dangerous tone, and she froze.

He kept her pussy open and used his other hand to slide one finger and then two inside her slick, waiting channel.  She had to focus to stay motionless, but she couldn’t help her panting breath.  Noah’s mouth added to the sensation as he continued to torment the skin of her neck and shoulder.

Ty thrust his hips, the sound of his body smacking against the wooden cross adding to the sound of her desperate breaths and Noah’s murmured encouragement.

“I’m going to make you come, Natasha.  You don’t come until I tell you to come.”

She whimpered.  She was close, his wicked fingers driving her toward release.  Ty’s unwavering attention and Noah’s determination to arouse her almost sent her over the edge, but she squeezed her nipple in a painful vise to hold off her impending orgasm.

“That’s my girl,” Noah whispered.  “Hold it back.  The longer you deny it, the harder you’ll come.  I’d like to make you squirt all over my hand.  You smell so good.”

“Master—” She gasped, his words making it even more difficult to keep her release at bay.

“A treasure, isn’t she, Ty?”  Noah added another finger to the one deep inside her pussy.

“And she’s all ours,” Ty answered.

“Come for us, Natasha.”

Tasha let go, drowning in sensation, her head dropping back on Noah’s shoulder, her body theirs.  Her orgasm slammed into her and she arched her back, her skin on fire, her cries mixed with Noah’s low voice as he spurred her on.

“That’s it.  Come on my hand.  God, you smell so good, so hot. You’re so beautiful when you come.”  His words kept her spinning as she stretched onto her toes and gave herself to the release that involved every single muscle.  “Good girl.  Now you need to show your gratitude.”

Noah released his hold and she dropped to her knees.  He pressed her down until she was on all fours facing Ty.  “Ty wants to see you crawl to him, Natasha.  I want to see you take his dick in your mouth.”

“Get over here,” Ty demanded.

She moved forward, her position as arousing as the orders both men gave her.  A wet trail of arousal slid down her leg and she knew she’d explode again if anyone touched her clit.

“Knees on the pillow.  Suck me, Tasha.”  Ty’s voice was harsh.

She obeyed, her mouth closing over his hot flesh.  The taste of him made her moan.  Noah now stood behind Ty, the dragon tail dangling from his hand.

“I’m not going to last long,” Ty said in a hoarse tone.

“Don’t worry,” Noah responded.  “I’m going to distract you.  Natasha, you keep your eyes open while you suck that cock.”

Tasha hadn’t even realized she’d closed her eyes, drowning in the sensation of Ty’s flesh on her tongue and Noah’s mesmerizing voice.  Her gaze focused on Noah, his face filled with wicked intent.

With no warm-up and no hesitation, Noah flicked the dragon tail across Ty’s back.  When he hissed in a breath, Tasha sucked harder, knowing that the counterpoint of pleasure to the pain would drive him closer to pleasure.

Noah struck Ty again and he thrust his cock deeper down Tasha’s throat.  Her nose was pressed against the wood and she moved her tongue frantically over Ty’s hard length.  Her gaze was fixed on Noah as he flicked the dragon tail over Ty’s back with precise strikes.  Noah didn’t have a discernible rhythm, keeping both Ty and Tasha on edge and off kilter.

She moaned and reached her hand down to rub herself to completion.  And almost jumped out of her skin when the tip of the dragon tail snapped against her ass.

“Did either of us say you could touch yourself?”  Noah’s snarl only made her hotter.

With Ty’s cock in her mouth, she could only mumble incoherently.

“Bad girl,” Ty said, and gasped when Tasha slid her teeth over his flesh.  “I’m going to make you pay for that. Hands on the cross,” he snapped, and she immediately raised her hands to clasp the polished wood.  Her fingers came into contact with his belly, his skin hot and sweaty.  She stroked his stomach and he growled.

“You have a bad habit of touching without permission, Natasha,” Noah said, his glare stern and forbidding.  “But one punishment at a time.”  Noah adjusted his stance.  “Four more, love.  Count them.”

Tasha could tell by the way Noah swung the dragon tail that the last four strikes would be hard and fast.  She bobbed her head, giving Ty the friction he needed to deal with the pain.

“One, two, three, four,” Ty shouted, his voice cracking on the last blow.  He wasn’t crying but he shuddered several times, his cock still an iron bar in Tasha’s eager mouth.  Noah stroked Ty’s back, clearly reveling in the resulting marks.

“If you ever doubt me again, I want you to think about this,” Noah murmured in Ty’s ear.  “You are so beautiful and I love marking you.  I love everything about you.  Even your stubbornness.”

Ty gasped for breath but managed to speak. “I love you, Master.  Love you.”

Noah gripped Ty’s hair and pulled his head back.  When Noah kissed Ty, tears filled Tasha’s eyes.

When Noah broke the kiss, his gaze locked on her.  “Natasha, have you ever been doubly penetrated?”

Her heart skipped and she shook her head.  This was how she’d hoped it would be, what she’d fantasized about for the last few months with Noah and Ty.  She realized she didn’t want one of them to take her; she wanted both of them to take her.

Noah helped Ty to step away from the cross, pulling his cock from her mouth.  She knelt on the pillow and watched as Noah kissed Ty, their connection evident but seeming to include her as well.

When Noah and Ty turned to face her, she kept her gaze lowered and her hands behind her back.  The two men came to her and lifted her to her feet, one at each arm.  They carried her to a rack with adjustable padded cuffs dangling from a metal bar.

As Noah adjusted the cuffs to her height, Ty brought her into his arms and kissed her.  It wasn’t a tender kiss, nor was it violent, but it completely overwhelmed her.  He brooked no resistance, taking her mouth as surely as he’d taken her heart.  He allowed her to touch him, her fingers tracing the marks from the dragon tail, owning them, making them part of her.

Ty touched her everywhere, the months of being lovers paling in comparison to the connection between them now.  It occurred to Tasha that Ty had needed to know he could be both submissive and dominant in a scene, that his submission to Noah’s punishment made his dominance over her all the sweeter.

Then all her thoughts scattered as Ty’s fingers stroked her clit, driving her to release.  “I want you to come for me, Tasha.  I want to watch you.”  His attention was fully on her, his gaze intense, need in his voice.

She exploded and her orgasm hit her with such force that her knees buckled.  Ty caught her as he continued to stroke her, his cock pressed against her thigh.  Noah gently took her hands and raised her arms over her head, clicking the padded cuffs around her wrists.

Deliciously helpless, Tasha moaned as Ty’s lips closed over one of her nipples and Noah ran his hands over her ass. Their touches, their attention made her relax, her arousal heightened and her mind fuzzy.

Noah pressed his mouth against her ear.  “We’re going to make you come, Natasha.  And then I’m going to drive my cock into that sweet ass of yours while Ty claims your cunt.”

“Yes.  Yes.”  She squirmed and shifted, wanting all of it.

When Noah stepped back, she whimpered in protest at the loss of heat.  Ty had switched to her other breast, and slid his fingers over her clit.  She jerked against the cuffs and tried to move closer to his hand.

“Hold still,” Noah ordered.  He ran his palm over the soft flesh of her butt and then whacked her bare-handed.

Tasha loved to be spanked.  She had told both Noah and Ty that she adored the feeling of heat and sting from a man’s hand.  Noah was a fucking expert.  He started out slow, his strikes firm but not too hard, and he alternated from one side to the other.  Then he increased the speed and force until her ass was on fire.