Their Soul Mate [The Hot Millionaires #5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (9 page)

“Like what you see?” he asked, his tongue tickling her ear as he spoke.

“I’d like it more if I could see you.”

He tapped her butt. “All in good time.”

His hands went to work on her nipples again, and this time it was him who ground his cock into her ass. Each time she moved a muscle he chastised her.

“If you move again, I’ll stop touching you.”

She knew he meant it because Doms got off on being obeyed absolutely. Justine immediately stilled, willing him to carry on with the torture. He didn’t disappoint. With one of his hands still gouging a breast, she watched in the mirror as he released his belt and unzipped his pants. A huge erection sprang free, and she instinctively opened her legs a little so that it could nestle between them.

“That what you want, babe?”

She was panting with need. “Yes, you know it is.”

“Where do you want it?”

“Can I touch it?”

“Be my guest.”

Justine reached for him. He groaned as her fingers closed around his length and exerted enough pressure to make him expand even more.

“Taste it,” he said, placing a hand on top of her head and forcing her to her knees. “Wrap your sweet lips round it, babe.”

Justine willingly sucked his massive cock into her mouth, her tongue tantalizing his slit as her hands closed about his balls. She took him all the way to the back of her throat and then let him go again, repeating the process until Cody abruptly withdrew.

Ah, so Mr. Cool isn’t quite so in control as he’d have me believe.

“Where do you want it now?” he asked, his voice thick and husky.

“My ass. I like taking it up the ass, but you’re big. I might not be able to—”

Cody dismissed her fears with a casual laugh. “That plug should have distended you enough by now.”

His hands left her as he stepped out of his clothes and reached for the nipple clamps. He attached them carefully, clearly worried about hurting her, but the only pain Justine felt was desperation.

“The sensation’s going to kill me,” she said on a tortured breath when the clamps were in place, burning her.

“Get used to it because I haven’t even started with you yet. You have to learn to be patient.”

He rasped his tongue over first one sensitised nipple and then the other. Justine wanted to grasp the breast he was attending to and push it harder into his mouth but she knew better than to be proactive.

“Bite it, Cody,” she said, squirming. “I need you to bite it.”

His teeth sank into the soft flesh surrounding her nipple. Justine clenched her fists and dug her nails into her palms, waiting for the pleasure to consume her. Why had she gone so long without this sort of treatment? Why hadn’t she ever suggested to Jason that they…

“Do it again. Mark me, Cody,” she begged, squirming against him. “Make me feel like I belong to you.”

His teeth sank into her again and Justine cried out. This was the most sensual, most uninhibited sex she’d ever had, and something told her that Cody and Zac hadn’t really started with her yet.

As though sensing her desperation, Cody lifted his head from her breast and tugged on the chain that attached the clamps. Her body went into spasm and she screamed.

“Cody, I—”

“Lie on the rug.”

At last!

Justine did as he asked, squirming against the soft sheepskin, feeling abandoned and slightly wicked. She watched Cody as he produced fluffy restraints from the same cupboard that the clamps had been in. These guys were certainly prepared for all eventualities.

“Arms above your head.”

Justine lifted her arms and Cody fixed them to the brass fender rail.

“Now twist around, get on your knees, and give me access to that cute butt.”

Finally, I get to be spanked.

The restraints swivelled as she moved. Justine barely had time to get used to the new position before it went dark. Cody had blindfolded her, causing her excitement level to escalate. Long fingers tickled her pussy as the press studs on her gusset popped free. She widened her legs a little, figuring he’d like a better view. Cody didn’t say a word, but one hand tapped her buttocks, as though in warning. Then it slapped them, hard enough to force her forward and for her arms to give way.

“Get up.”

She struggled to do so, so excited, so turned-on, that she could feel juices flowing freely down her thighs. This time he hit her with something other than his hand. A paddle was her guess—a pimpled one that stung her skin with such exquisite pain that she almost came then and there. The next time he brought it down on her, she felt the plug being pushed farther into her butt. Just as suddenly, it was no longer there. She felt his fingers delving, and it slipped out with a soft plopping sound and a gush of liquid.

Cody’s weight settled behind her, and she felt his cock running down the crack in her ass. Her tits dangled beneath her body with the clamps still in place. His hands closed over them and she heard him growl his appreciation.

“Your tits are absolutely the best,” he murmured as he gave the chain another tug. “You ready to be fucked?”

“More than ready,” she said breathlessly.

Justine heard the sound of a packet being ripped open—a condom presumably—and felt lube being rubbed over her ass. It was hardly necessary. She was so wet she’d probably ruin their expensive rug. With his hands once again on her tits, Cody eased the tip of his cock into her backside. They both moaned as it sank in, stretching her, but not painfully.

“Okay?”

“Fine. Don’t treat me gently, Cody. Let me feel you fill me.”

“You have no idea how well I intend to fill you.” His voice was rich and earthy. “I just adore your ass, Justine. I’ve wanted to fuck it ever since you moved in and wiggled at me every day.”

She gasped. “I did not—”

He chuckled. “Perhaps I was just hoping.”

He eased his way in a little more, and she greedily pushed back to meet him, too excited to remain passive. His cock was thick, thank goodness, and felt wonderful as it forced its way into her narrow channel. Apparently satisfied that he wasn’t hurting her, Cody made a harder thrust and slammed himself all the way home. Justine cried out, unable to believe the intensity of her reaction, especially when one of his fingers rested on her clit and agitated hard.

They settled into a steady rhythm, Cody moaning and breathing hard as he plundered her ass. Justine fought to hold her position as, hands restrained, and blindfolded, she took everything Cody thrust into her, feeling alive and desirable as he gradually filled her completely.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he said, panting the words as he continued to grind into her. “It’s amazing. Like nothing I’ve ever known before.”

“I feel you now, Cody. I love your cock. You’re so damned huge.” She pushed back, moaning as he yanked the chain attached to her nipples. “Give me it harder. I’m close, really close.”

“I know you are, babe. I want you to come hard for me. Do it now. Let it go.”

Justine’s climax had been building ever since he slipped the tip of his cock into her. Now there was no stopping it. The inexorable need she felt filled her as completely as Cody’s cock. Her body pulsated, and passion flickered with the heart of a naked flame, finally combusting as wild sensations fragmented her senses, almost driving her out of her mind.

“It’s coming, Cody. Fuck me hard.”

“Ride it, babe.” He thrust into her with what felt like all his strength. “You’ve got it all now.”

He ground himself violently into her once more and Justine exploded.

“Shit, that’s done it!”

Cody didn’t wait for her to finish before he grunted, held her ass steady with both hands, and pounded into her.

“I’m coming, too,” he said unnecessarily. “Let me fuck you, babe,” he yelled, shooting his load.

Justine’s first climax had barely faded before her body was consumed by a second, less violent but more deeply intense, orgasm. She could scarcely believe it but didn’t hesitate to ride it for all she was worth. She quivered, every nerve ending singing with the pleasure of release long after Cody was spent.

They remained still for a moment afterward, regaining their breath and their reason. Justine smiled, probably looking like a cat who’d been let loose on a whole vat of cream, when Cody removed the blindfold and released her hands.

“You okay?” he asked, pulling her into his arms and kissing her without giving her a chance to reply.

“Yes,” she said when he released her lips for long enough to let her speak. “That was quite something.”

“Wasn’t it just.”

They turned to see Zac sitting on the settee, fully clothed, looking as though he’d thoroughly enjoyed the show.

“She’s a natural,” Cody said, helping Justine to her feet.

Zac grinned at Justine. “No arguments there.”

“What happened with the call?” Cody asked, reverting to business mode with a speed that Justine found almost insulting.

“No dice, we’ll have to go in the morning.”

“Damn!”

“Yeah, damn.”

Justine curled up in a chair, still wearing her basque with her tits hanging out of it, not the slightest bit self-conscious. The way her luck had been running recently she wasn’t surprised to have found these two only for them to disappear on her. Still, they had tonight.

“Early start,” Zac said. “We have to be out of here by five.”

Cody rolled his eyes. “Great!”

“Yeah, we’d best hit the sack.”

So that was it. It seemed like they’d forgotten all about her, and Justine wondered what she was supposed to say or do.

“You’ll be away a week?” she asked.

“Yes, maybe less. You’ll be okay without us?”

She shrugged. “Sure, I’ve got plenty to keep me busy.”

“You know how to get hold of us,” Zac said, standing up. “Call or e-mail with any problems, and when we get back, we’ll resume where we left off.” Zac pulled her to her feet and gave her a brief kiss. “We won’t disturb you in the morning, so this is good-bye for a short time.”

Justine rustled up a smile, determined not to let them see how hurt she felt by Zac’s sudden loss of interest in her. He had business problems and she already knew him well enough to understand that business was his god, but even so.

“Go shopping while we’re away,” he said, lowering his voice to an intimate drawl. “Buy something real sexy with the company credit card to welcome us back with.”

Cody kissed her as well. “Did I hurt you?”

He indicated the breast he’d bitten at her request. “Not nearly enough,” she said, smiling at him.

“Christ!” Cody ran a hand through his hair and glanced at Zac. “What have we got ourselves here?”

Zac grinned. “It’s gonna be fun finding out.”

“Excuse me, guys, but I am here you know.”

“Ah yes, so you are.” Zac slipped an arm round her waist. “But as a good sub you know very well that you only get to speak when spoken to.”

She batted her lashes at him. “Is that what you think?”

Zac groaned. “Baby, you have no idea what thoughts I have about you.”

He switched off the lights and left her with a kiss at the door to her room.

* * * *

Ensconced in business-class seats on the early morning flight to New York, Cody was surprised that neither he nor Zac was concentrating on their laptops open in front of them. He was pretty sure Zac was thinking about the same thing he was. Hell, Cody had lost count of the number of erections he’d had reliving what he and Justine had gotten up to.

“What do you really make of her?” he asked.

“She’s well trained but not, apparently, by the jerk.”

“I agree. She’s totally lacking in self-confidence, probably thanks to him.”

“I’ve met men like that before. They compensate for their own inadequacies by choosing women they can manipulate.” Zac glowered moodily at the back of the seat in front of him. “Bastard!”

“Do you think she’s over him, though?” Cody asked.

“I sure as hell hope so. I don’t think she’d have let us both fuck her if she wasn’t. She isn’t the sort.”

They paused their conversation as an attractive flight attendant stopped by, taking longer than necessary to ask them what they’d like to drink.

“I gotta tell you, Zac,” Cody said when they were alone again, “she’s different.”

Zac quirked a brow. “You think I don’t know that?”

“Ah, so you feel it, too.”

Zac rubbed his chin. “I’m not sure what I feel. All I know is that Justine’s already gotten under my skin in a way that no other woman ever has.” He frowned. “And the strange thing about it is that it kinda feels right. I’ve always thought it would scare me shitless.”

“Yeah, me too.” Cody shook his head. “What does it mean?”

“Hell if I know. I just hope that bastard doesn’t try to get to her while we’re away, that’s all.”