McKenzie, Cooper - Daria's Heroes [Men Out of Uniform 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (9 page)

With that, he broke down and began to sob.

“Oh, baby.” Roman pulled Gage’s head down to rest on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around his lover. “You are the other half of me. How could you think I’d ever get rid of you?”

“But this morning…you and Daria and…and then I…I came downstairs and saw—” Gage blubbered, not able to finish his sentences.

Daria wanted to leave and give them some privacy, but was afraid to move.

“Slave, there are times when I will want to be alone with Daria, just like there will be times you will want her all to yourself. This morning was one of those times, but I never meant to hurt you. I knew people would be arriving and you had things to do. But didn’t you and Daria…?”

“Yes, Master, we had a great time in the shower.” Gage sniffed as he tried to get himself back under control. “But when I came downstairs you two were hugging on the porch, and I got worried because she’d gone to you as soon as she’d left me. Then I wished I could do that with you. It seemed like every time I saw you today you two were together. The more I thought about it, the more I felt like I was on the outside looking in, and I resented it. I’m sorry, Master. I’m so sorry.” Gage pulled from Roman’s arms and knelt on the floor before him. “Please, Master. Please punish me. I deserve it for being a worthless, jealous prick.”

Daria sat silent and still, afraid to cause any more trouble. She realized this was exactly what she did not want to happen. She refused to cause a breech between these two men who loved each other so very much. Maybe it would be best if she stayed with Kelso and Maddie or one of the others until she could figure out what she was doing.

Roman looked at the man kneeling before him then to her. He met her gaze and shook his head.

“Don’t you even think about it,” he said in his low, dark, power-filled voice as he stared deep into her eyes. “No one is going anywhere until we talk this out. Now I want you two to clean up the kitchen. Then get three beers and come into the living room.”

With that, Roman turned and walked out of the kitchen.

“I’m sorry,” Daria said, glancing at Gage, who remained on the floor. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I don’t want Roman to have to choose between us. I also don’t want you to have to choose between Roman and me.”

Gage stood easily as he wiped his eyes. “Angel, this is not your burden. I’m the one with the problem.”

“Did I say either of you could speak?” Roman called from the living room. “Get the kitchen cleaned and your asses in here before I start planning punishments instead of pleasures.”

Daria’s eyes widened. She looked at Gage, who winked at her with a grin that said sexy naughtiness would be on the schedule for the evening once they had their talk.

Working together, they had the dishes in the dishwasher and the kitchen cleaned up in just a few minutes. Gage grabbed three beers out of the refrigerator in one hand then took Daria’s hand with his other and led her into the living room. Once there, he released her and set the beers on the end table closest to Roman. In a smooth move, he then knelt in front of him.

“Stand up, pet,” Roman ordered as he opened the three beers. He handed one to Daria and then one to Gage before taking the third for himself. Then he pointed to the foyer where three folding chairs sat in a triangle. “We’re going in there for this.”

Once they settled, Daria did not know what to say. Apparently neither did Gage or Roman. Instead of talking, they drank their beers and tried not to look at one another.

Roman did not speak until he finished his beer. After he set the empty can on the floor under his chair, he relaxed back in his chair, crossed his arms, and looked at Gage.

“We are a family.” He glanced at Daria, and she read power and control in his dark eyes. “We may be unconventional, but we are a family. And while other families may have problems and misunderstandings, I will not allow that in
my
family.”

Daria nodded her agreement as she sipped at her beer. Glancing at Gage, she found him leaning forward with his elbows resting on his thighs, staring hard at the floor.

“Look at me, pet,” Roman demanded.

Without a word, Gage lifted his head and met the other man’s gaze.

“I’m sorry you felt slighted this morning. You should have said something earlier instead of letting these feelings fester.”

Gage nodded. “I’m sorry.”

“Forgiven, but don’t let it happen again. Now I do hope that Daria helped you relax in the shower?”

Gage smiled as he remembered. “Yes, she did.”

Daria’s cheeks burned as both men turned to look at her. “And you, baby girl, are not going anywhere. I know you received several offers today, but we want you here. You are where you belong. Do you have any problem with that?”

Daria swallowed and looked from Roman to Gage then back again. “I don’t want to come between you. I don’t want to cause problems, and obviously I already have.”

“No, angel, it’s my fault. I should have known that Roman had your comfort in mind,” Gage said.

“Enough regrets and self-blaming. I’m thinking it’s time to retire to the bedroom and see if three really are better than two when it comes to loving,” Roman said with a smile and more than a hint of dominance in his voice. “Does that sound okay to you two?”

“Yes, Master,” Gage agreed immediately then drank down the rest of his beer.

Daria nodded and finished hers as well. Her pussy dampened, her nipples beaded, and all she could think of was being skin to skin with both men at the same time.

Roman nodded and stood. “Then let’s get things locked up so we can go upstairs and play. And, pet, you will be receiving five strokes for your stubbornness in telling me what was bothering you.”

“Yes, Master.” Gage nodded as he stood.

Daria carried the beer cans to the back door and tossed them in the recycling bin before locking that door and returning to the men. By the time she returned to the foyer, the men had stowed the chairs away and all the lights were out except the one in the foyer.

“Upstairs and naked now,” Roman said, patting her ass to hurry her along.

“Yes, Roman.” She giggled as she ran up the stairs with two big, horny men following close behind.

As she crossed the landing, Daria pulled her T-shirt over her head then reached for the closure of her bra. By the time she reached the bedroom, she was topless. In less than a minute, she dropped her shoes and jeans as well. She turned and found both men equally bare, and each sported an impressive erection.

“Mmmm, yum,” she said, crossing to them and running a hand down each muscular chest.

Roman grabbed both her wrists and lifted them with a stern look. “Sorry, baby girl, but pet and I have business to take care of before we can play with you.”

He leaned forward and brushed a kiss on her lips before turning his attention to Gage. “Get the belt, slave.”

Gage dropped his gaze to the floor. “Yes, Master.”

“Baby girl, I want you to go sit up there with your legs spread wide and give Gage something pretty to look at.” Roman pointed at the head of the bed.

“Yes, Master,” Daria said.

By the time she moved into position, Gage was back with the belt. He knelt on the floor before Roman and held the belt up with both hands, offering it to his Master.

“On the bed, ass at the edge,” Roman said, his voice deep and dark.

Gage positioned himself without a word.

“Arms over your head,” Roman ordered. This brought Gage’s fingers only inches from Daria’s wide-spread legs. “Baby girl, slide down so that Gage can play with your pretty bits, but don’t come.”

Without a word, Daria repositioned herself and sighed as Gage slid two fingers of one hand into her pussy while fingers from his other hand traced random patterns on the lips surrounding her clit. He began to slowly fuck his fingers in and out, twisting them side to side as he did.

Daria watched as Roman raised the belt and brought it down on Gage’s ass. Her mind drifted from the punishment as Gage added a third finger. She gasped when his thumb brushed over her puffy clit. When Roman stopped, she was impressed that Gage had not made a sound during the entire time. She knew she would never be able to take such punishment without crying from the first stroke.

Gage pulled his fingers away, but before she could whine her displeasure, he grabbed her legs and pulled her halfway down the bed. After kissing her belly several times, he winked at her before standing and kneeling before Roman again.

* * * *

“Thank you, Master.”

“This will not happen again, will it?”

“No, Master. Please forgive me for not trusting your love.”

“Forgiven. Now put the belt away and get the condoms.”

“Yes, Master,” Gage said, accepting the belt and rising from the floor.

Once the punishment belt was back hanging on its hook in the closet, Gage paused a moment. Running one hand over his ass, he hissed at the slight burn still there. Roman had not put full strength behind the strokes, but he still left a hell of an impression. Gage knew he deserved more pain for questioning their relationship and his place in Roman’s life.

His cock was hard and drooling, the bite of pain from his ass adding to his arousal. He wondered how much longer he would be able to control himself without coming all over the room. Roman liked pushing his limits and teasing him until he begged for relief, sometimes making him hold his release for an hour or more. Right now he was not sure he would be able to last five minutes. Hopefully, tonight’s goal would be to drive Daria out of her mind with arousal instead of him.

“Gage? Are you okay in there?” Daria called. Her voice sounded tight, like she already teetered on an edge of her own.

“I’m good,” Gage said.

He returned to the bedroom and could not help but grin at the sight that met him. Daria knelt on her hands and knees at the edge of the bed looking at him. Master was snuggled up belly to ass behind her, holding himself deep inside her. Daria looked at him with a hungry, needy expression, and Gage’s already hard cock jumped in response as his heart filled once again with love at the knowledge that they had waited for him.

“Where do you want me, Master?” Gage asked. He did not want to assume anything, but he would love to feel Daria’s mouth wrapped around him.

“Where do you want him, Daria?”

* * * *

“I want to suck his cock,” Daria panted as she tried to move on Roman.

“You heard the lady, slave. Get your ass over here,” Roman said as he began to ease back, making Daria’s breathing catch.

As Gage approached the bed, Daria opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue in anticipation. She could not wait to have both pussy and mouth filled with man meat. Though still new to sex, she had already decided she liked sex with two men but could not imagine herself doing this with anyone else but Roman and Gage.

As soon as Gage was within range, Daria raised one hand and wrapped it around the base of his cock. She pulled at him until she could almost lick the cum-slicked head.

She yelped when Roman smacked her right ass cheek. “Both hands on the bed, wench. Use only that talented mouth to bring slave off.”

“Yes, Master,” she replied as she released Gage and returned her hand to the mattress.

She smiled when Gage took the last shuffling step forward. With a grin she swiped her tongue across his slit. He hissed, and his hips canted forward, pushing his cock deeper between her parted lips. She closed her lips around the head of his cock with a happy smile.

“Mmmm,” she breathed as the taste of his fluids crossed her tongue.

“Slave, I was wondering if you would be interested in having Daria top you sometime in the future?” Roman asked as he began a slow but steady in-and-out movement.

He held her hips steady so she could not move. With him filling her pussy and Gage slowly easing more and more of his thick length into her mouth, Daria was a happy woman.

“I think I’d like that, Master, if that is what she would like.”

Daria tilted her head back to look into his hopeful gaze. She nodded her head as Roman’s hips began to pick up speed as he thrust into her hot, wet, hungry pussy.

“Very much,” she then said around his cock. His hands slid through her hair to cup the back of her head as his hips began to shift in counterpoint to her movements.