Serenity's Dream (21 page)

so much more yet to experience.

Lucien whispered in her ear, "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"My God, yes," she said aloud. "But please release me, so I might play as well."

Lucien nodded to Patience, and together they untied the silk scarves. Serenity

remained still for a few moments and then sat up. "I think you both are exceedingly

overdressed."

Lucien's intent had been to bring Patience in so that by turns, they could orally

pleasure his wife. Then he would dismiss Patience so he and Serenity could finish out

the evening alone. He hadn't intended for the three of them to romp, but it seemed

Serenity had other ideas. He'd not participated in a ménage à trois in some time, and

found he wasn't adverse to the experience. He owed this fantasy to Serenity.

Serenity began to undress Lucien, teasing him with kisses.

"What is it you want?" he asked, not wishing to presume too much.

"She has a lovely body, does she not?"

"Yes, she does."

"I wish to see you use it. Lady Patience, would you mind?"

Lady Patience looked at Lucien. "I have long hoped for the opportunity to be

used as Lucien would see fit."

Lucien hesitated. It certainly wasn't because his cock was reluctant, for it ran

rampant at the thought of what Serenity proposed. The possibilities unfolded before

him with sparkling clarity. "What do you want me to do to her, darling?"

"Lady Patience, what would you permit my husband
and me
to do to you?"

The lady smiled wickedly. "I am a blank canvas, my dear Serenity. Do with me as

you will."

"Oh, the possibilities." Serenity tapped her fingertip to her chin. "Lucien, I would

like to see you spank her, and then I shall try my phallus on her. What do you think?"

Lucien's hand slipped under the other woman's skirts and found her quim. "Oh,

yes, I believe your suggestions are pleasing to the lady, my dear."

Lucien assumed his role as master. "Undress, and then on your hands and knees,

Patience."

She complied with verve.

"That's what I like to see, someone who does as they are told. How would you

like to see me spank her—with my hand or possibly with your favorite strap?"

"I believe the paddle would be in order, don't you agree, Patience?"

Patience wagged her bottom excitedly. "All three if you would, master."

"As you wish." Lucien chuckled. He began to spank Patience's buttocks, first one

and then the other, with his hand. "You haven't had this in some time, have you, my

lady?"

"No." She gasped as a particularly hard smack hit her. "And I have missed this.

With his lordship dying so precipitously, I have been at a disadvantage."

"Rest on the pillow, and put your hands over your head. I want that arse high."

He spanked her harshly, but he knew it was what the lady wanted. She and her

husband had long been members of the club and had participated in some of the more

ruthless games offered there.

"You should have come to me. I do still take private clients."

"Yes, I definitely should, if your lady wouldn't mind."

He got off the bed and went to the dresser where he stored the various

implements he used on Serenity. He chose her strap. Menacingly, he doubled it and

slapped it against his thigh as he walked back to the two ladies. Patience remained on

her hands and knees at the edge of the bed, and Serenity sat absently playing with one

of her own breasts and rubbing the warm arse of their plaything.

Lucien handed the strap to Serenity. "Would you care to start?"

"Oh, please, Serenity, I would love to be strapped by you. A strap wielded by a

woman seems to have a crueler bite."

Lucien gave Serenity a quick lesson, but it appeared she hadn't needed it. She

stood in the perfect position and with quick efficiency, reduced Patience's bottom to a

quivering mass of deeply reddened flesh. Patience screamed with abandon, spurring

Serenity to new heights of arousal.

"I believe I shall have to come to Serenity for my punishments, Lucien. She seems

to know just what I need."

Serenity lifted her eyebrows to her husband. "I shall be a demanding taskmaster,

my lady."

"Then you are who I shall engage."

Serenity smiled. No doubt she would revel in her newfound role.

"I would like to feel the paddle at Serenity's hand, Lucien, if you wouldn't mind."

"As you wish, my lady." Paddle in hand, Serenity laid it on with aplomb. She

teased with it, even running it between Patience's cheeks.

"I want to feel the sting for days, Serenity. It has been a very long time."

Serenity put her entire body into the strokes, and Patience seemed more than

pleased.

Lucien had rubbed the lady's back and breasts, teased her clitoris, bringing her to

the brink of climax and then moving away. He gave Serenity a hand signal of five

fingers, indicating five more strikes. As they began, he worked Patience's clitoris until

she came thunderously. She tore at the counterpane and screamed her satisfaction. She

was crying when Serenity went to her, but assured Serenity they were tears of joy.

Serenity kissed the blazing cheeks of her new friend. "I believe I promised you

my phallus, did I not?"

Patience smiled broadly. "I believe you did, my dear, and my arse is ready for the

largest one you have. Lucien, you told me she was insatiable, and I believe she is

teaching me a few things."

A few moments later, as Serenity worked "Little Lucien" into Patience's arse, she

thought about how she had indeed fallen in love with her husband on this night. Of all

the sexual fantasies he'd fulfilled for her, this had been the most forbidden. In his

typical style, he'd brought it to life with more dimension than she could have ever

imagined.

Serenity began stroking the phallus in and out of Patience as her other hand

rubbed the now crimson cheeks. She wished they were hers. Her quim throbbed with

the want of the strap. After they had had their fill of the ménage, when they were alone,

she would ask Lucien to spank her as well. She longed for it as surely as she wanted his

cock in her own arse.

Patience moaned as Serenity stroked the phallus, and Lucien worked her clitoris.

The woman would be well satisfied.

"Lucien, I wish to see you fuck Patience in the arse."

"No, dear, I don't believe so."

"Oh, but I insist." She wanted to see him take Patience from behind and savage

her as only he could. "I want to see you take her harshly."

Patience was breathless. "My God, Lucien, fuck me, please."

Lucien looked at Serenity with a silent entreaty. She mouthed the word
please
,

leaving Lucien nothing else but to do as he was bid.

As he removed his trousers, Serenity slowly removed the phallus, which left

Patience's anus gaping and ready. He moved into position behind Patience, his knees

resting on the edge of the bed. Serenity applied oil to his cock and guided him into

position. His eyes again questioned her, and she nodded and kissed his tense lips.

He went slowly, until Patience lunged back against him, forcing him into her

until the wiry hair at his groin teased her tender arse. Serenity saw his eyes close and

knew he had become thoroughly engaged in the moment.

This was her chance. Lucien leaned over Patience, moving in and out. She oiled

her fingers and began to touch Lucien's backside. He growled but did not shoo her

away. She kissed his cheeks and lightly smacked them. He'd established a rhythm, and

she schooled her smacks to come when he plunged into Patience. She inserted a finger

into Lucien's arse, eliciting a moan.

"Does this please you, my darling?" she whispered.

"Yes, damn you," he ground out.

Serenity chuckled, "I thought it would. Would you like more?"

"Mmm."

She removed her fingers, and went to the dresser. Soon she was back with the

smaller of the phalluses. When it was properly oiled, she added some of the slippery

substance to his anus and slowly inserted the phallus to the hilt. It seemed to give him a

new drive, for he begged Serenity to stroke it as he rode Patience to completion. He

came inside the other woman with a roar as Serenity gently but surely fucked him with

the phallus. Sweat had beaded on his chest and brow, veins bulging in his neck. She

knew he would be angry with her, but it would be worth his ire. She'd learned

something new about her husband and would use it to bring him great joy and satiation

in the future.

Serenity was beyond aroused, and she wished to have her husband to herself.

Patience seemed to sense the change in Serenity's mood, for after she recovered

from her tumultuous orgasms, she said, "Thank you, Lucien, for introducing me to your

delightful wife. I do hope we can repeat this experience in the near future."

"Indeed, my lady." Lucien smiled as he lay back into the pillows.

"Then I bid you good night and good fucking." She patted Serenity's bottom and

licked her nipple. "A little something to remember me by." She laughed as she made for

the door.

Serenity was at the washstand taking care of the phalluses when she heard,

"Come here, my little wife. We have much to discuss."

"I do hope you are angry with me Lucien. I truly need you to be."

Chapter Nineteen

Lucien laughed lustily. "No, I am not angry, but you shall get what it is you

want, have no fear."

Serenity walked to the bed and kneeled on the edge. She'd carried a wet cloth

and began to wash Lucien's cock, bollocks, and arse. He allowed her leave, enjoying her

ablutions.

"I want you," she said seductively.

"How do you want me?"

"I want you inside me, Lucien, deep inside me. I need to feel you filling me and

lo—"

"Finish it, Serenity."

The possibility she was beginning to feel as he did came crashing into his mind

like a thunderbolt. She'd revealed too much for it not to be so.

She kept her lips tightly closed, and Lucien decided he would let it go for the

time being, but he would explore this with her on the morrow. In his present condition,

he rather fancied himself happily married. Possibly she did as well.

He spanked her as she wished, warming her up and then taking her favorite

strap to her charming arse.

"I need this." She moaned, shaking her bottom for more.

He laid on twenty strokes, letting her moans and cries wash over him.

Finally, she begged him to fuck her. He mounted her, taking his time to touch all

of her, bringing out her deepest emotions, until she wilted in satiety. He'd wrested

every bit of emotion from her, until she could do nothing but nestle in his arms and

sleep.

* * * * *

Lucien rose before Serenity the next morning, dressing and stealing away to his

library, where he found work in abundance to occupy his time. However, work wasn't

what interested him. When he slid out of his bed, he'd left his wife sprawled on her

belly, her chestnut hair splayed across the snow-white pillow. He'd looked at her at

length, examining the fairness of her face, her nearly flawless, creamy skin, and thick

eyelashes, the longest he'd ever seen. They formed perfect fans beneath her closed eyes

against her lightly freckled skin. Her perfectly shaped nose held just a tiny upward

turn.

She was a rather beautiful woman. It wasn't her beauty, though, that had his

mind so twisted; it was her determination to wring all she could from their sexual

encounters. Their interest in the erotic seemed equal. She submitted to his will like a

practiced devotee.

Her reaction to Patience Churchwood being in their bed had been extraordinary.

He'd anticipated shock but could never have wished for what he actually had received.

Serenity had been anything but tentative, as though she'd experienced lovemaking with

a woman. He sincerely doubted such a thing had happened in her life, but she certainly

appreciated the female form and seemed readily able to hold her own.

Serenity's verve with the strap and paddle had been admirable, and he would

definitely consider assigning her some female clients in future. How could he not, when

Patience had been so thrilled with Serenity's abilities?

A few things did concern him, though. For the second time, she'd become

sexually aggressive and had done things to him he'd enjoyed. Did other men enjoy

having their backsides probed without wanting more? He felt sure he simply enjoyed

Serenity's ministrations and no longer felt averse to incorporating them into their bed

play, but the taboo nature of it all made him wonder if there were something more to it

than simply feeling wonderful.

And of course, he couldn't forget the matter of his ever-growing feelings for her.

He needed to find out her feelings before he would consider declaring his. He wouldn't

impose himself upon her without knowing she felt the same.

The decision left him feeling freer than he had in some time. He would maneuver

her into a confession of her sentiments toward him, and soon.

* * * * *

The day progressed with each of them going about their separate tasks. Lucien

kept to his library, working on club business, and Serenity spent time reading and

preparing menus with the cook. she couldn't remember when she'd had a more