Aurora's Doms [Club of Dominance 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
Club of Dominance 3
Aurora’s Doms
Aurora Atherton has been pining over Doms Mike and Mackenzie "Mac" Tanner for a whole year, but they have never given her the time of day. She is worried that the boys in high school and college were right about her being frigid and is resigned to being alone for the rest of her life.
But then a guardian angel by the name of Turner Pike steps in and sets the trio up.
Even though the three people begin a relationship, there are still issues to be worked out before the boat stops rocking.
Will the two Doms get through the walls around their little sub? Or will issues from the past impinge on their relationship?
Danger comes calling and it’s a race against time to rescue Aurora from the clutches of malevolence. Their woman’s life is in peril and they have to get to her before it’s too late.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 42,349 words
AURORA’S DOMS
Club of Dominance 3
Becca Van
MENAGE EVERLASTING
Siren Publishing, Inc.
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AURORA’S DOMS
Copyright © 2013 by Becca Van
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DEDICATION
I would like to dedicate this book to my mum. Even when you first found out you were ill with brain cancer you were the strength in the centre of our family. You have fought for nearly thirty years and even though the battle is not over you still stand strong. I admire your courage and tenacity like no other. You are my role model and my heroine. We will stand by your side till the very end.
I love you, Mum. XXOO
AURORA’S DOMS
Club of Dominance 3
BECCA VAN
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Aurora Atherton glanced toward the entrance doors to the Club of Dominance as they burst open. She had been greeting guests and members for the last hour and smiled in anticipation of welcoming more people.
The smile faded from her face when she saw the man who had come to the club a few weeks ago with the small, auburn-haired woman—who had ended up collapsing right in front of her. Master Tank had jumped the counter and saved her from hitting the floor, and Masters Turner and Barry had kicked the asshole out and told him he wasn’t ever welcome in their club. His face was red, and rage filled his eyes. Aurora stepped away from the counter as he stormed toward her. She cursed her instinctive backward motion because now she couldn’t reach the alarm button which was hidden beneath the counter. He pinned her with his eyes and walked around the end of the counter, heading straight for her. She was trapped with no avenue of escape. He was blocking her only exit, and it didn’t appear like he was in a reasonable frame of mind. An understatement if ever there was one, girl.
Before she could even open her mouth to shout, he had a hard hand wrapped around her throat. The asshole wasn’t as big as some of the Doms in the club, but he was stronger than he looked. He lifted her from her feet and shook her. She tried to gasp in air, but her airway was cut off.
“Where the fuck is she, you little slut?” Andrew Mitchell screamed his question into her face, spittle hitting her cheek.
Aurora’s head snapped back as he shook her again. Black spots formed before her eyes, and she was in danger of passing out from lack of oxygen.
Fight, Aurora.
She raised her hands, dug her nails into his arm as hard as she could, and dragged them like claws through his flesh. He dropped her like a sack of spuds, her legs buckling as her feet connected with the floor. She yelped when pain shot up her spine as her coccyx hit the unforgiving marble floor. Agony exploded in her cheek, eye, and head when a hard fist hit her face, causing her to moan with pain. Fuck! That hurt and I didn’t even see it coming. Then she heard footsteps running away and the door slamming closed. What sounded like a motorcycle revved just outside, and then tires screeched and the motor faded into the distance.
Another door crashed, but this time it sounded like it hit the wall and bounced off as it was shoved open, and then heavy footsteps came running toward her. Aurora covered her head and whimpered. There was no way she was letting that bastard get another free shot to her face. Warm hands gripped her upper arms, and she kicked out with her feet and yelled as loudly as she could, hoping that someone inside the club would hear her cries for help and come to the rescue.
“Aurora! Stop fighting me, honey. You’re safe.”
Aurora stilled as the familiar voice penetrated her adrenaline-laced fear. She looked up into piercing light blue eyes and began to shake. Master Mike lifted her up into his arms and carried her toward the club’s internal doors. She turned her face into his che
st when she saw Masters Mac, Turner, and Barry watching her with concern.
“I’ll man the desk until you can get one of the monitors out here,” Master Barry said.
“Garth and Derrick can take over tonight. We have more than enough trained Doms inside to keep an eye on the scenes being played out,” Master Turner said.
The noises in the club were a distant din as Master Mike carried her through the great room. Aurora was shaking like a leaf and she was cold to the core. She didn’t think she’d ever feel warm again. A high-pitched beep sounded, and then another door slammed closed. She flinched and clutched Master Mike’s soft T-shirt. Her throat hurt and her eye and cheek were throbbing painfully, but all she wanted to do was get in a shower and wash that asshole’s touch from her body and warm up again. When Master Mike stopped moving she realized that she was sitting on his lap. His thighs felt like steel beneath her legs and ass, and his clean, masculine, spicy scent assailed her nostrils. God, he smelled good.
She had been pining after Master Mike and his brother Master Mac since she had started working at Club of Dominance twelve months ago. This was the first time he had ever touched her and by God did her body sit up and take notice. Aurora had thought the desire for the two men she felt whenever she saw them was strong, but now that one of the masterful Doms was actually holding her, touching her, she realized that had been an understatement. Her areolae contracted and her nipples hardened into tight little peaks and her breasts felt swollen and achy. Her clit throbbed and her pussy clenched and she hoped like hell that he couldn’t smell her desire. She was just grateful that she had donned panties, but they were decidedly uncomfortable as they were thoroughly soaked.
She inhaled deeply and groaned when pain shot through her larynx. She shivered and clutched at the warm arms wrapped around her. Finally the shakes slowed and stopped and she was able to take a deep, steadying breath. Large hands shifted her, and then gentle fingers nudged her face up. Her gaze met pools of light blue, and she cringed when she saw the anger in their depths.
“Don’t flinch from me, honey. I’m not angry at you, Aurora. I’m angry that you got hurt.” Master Mike looked over the top of her head. “Mac, get me some ice. That fucker hit her and she’s already swelling and starting to bruise.”
A comforting hand ran up and down her back over her corset, and then his flesh rubbed her bare shoulder. Goose bumps broke out on her skin, and she shivered as her body responded to his heat. She wanted to push her skin into his, beg him to touch her all over, but she had never once picked up any vibes from him or Master Mac to let her know that they were interested in her that way. The concern she saw on his face warmed her heart and gave her a little hope. Another gush of cream leaked from her needy pussy.
“Where else are you hurt, honey?”
“My throat,” she croaked.
Master Mike tipped her chin up and studied her neck. He growled with fury as he looked at her skin. “Did that fucking asshole try to choke you?”
Master Mac came over and studied her face and neck before he gently placed the towel-wrapped ice pack to her cheek and eye. “I’m going to kill that fucking asshole if I ever lay eyes on him again.”
Aurora flinched and gasped as the ice touched her throbbing face. She really would have liked to ask for another ice pack for her neck, but the two Doms already looked angry enough to commit murder and she didn’t want to make them any angrier.
“Aurora.” Master Turner entered the room with a strange man at his heels. She could tell by his body language and his aura of confidence that he was also a Dom. “This is Dr. Nathan Charleston. He’s a good friend of mine and has just set up a new practice on the outskirts of Tigard. I’d like you to let him examine your injuries.”
“I’m fine. I don’t need a doctor,” she rasped out painfully.
Master Turner gave her a hard stare and opened his mouth, but before he could talk Master Mike’s firm, cold voice drew her attention. “You most certainly do need to be examined. Do as you’re told, sub.”
Aurora had heard that Master Mike was a hard man to please and that his eyes turned ice cold when giving orders, but she’d never seen it happen since they hadn’t interacted much in the past. The other subs were right, though. She’d never seen such glacial eyes before.
Master Mac squatted down in front of her. He was nearly an exact copy of his brother, but his eyes were a warm, deep blue and his hair was shoulder length where Master Mike’s was cut short.
“You need to let the doctor check you over, baby. That asshole could have fractured your cheekbone.”
The two brothers were so different yet so similar. Master Mike gave orders and expected them to be obeyed immediately, whereas Master Mac tried to reason and cajole. They seemed to complement each other’s personalities, sort of like good cop, bad cop, but Aurora wasn’t blind. She’d seen them in action as they took a sub through their paces. They were such hard-assed, arrogant Doms, and she knew Master Mac could be just as harsh as his brother.
Dr. Charleston moved closer and held out his hand. Aurora shook it and let go again. He nudged Master Mac aside and then squatted down next to her.
“You may call me Master Nate. Let me look at your face, sweetheart.” Master Nate spoke gently but she was left in no doubt that he would have his way. She sighed and removed the ice pack from her face. Dr. Charleston winced when he saw the damage. He examined her with gentle fingers, but she still ended up flinching when he touched her bruises and swelling. “You’re going to have a black eye, sweetie, and your neck is already bruised. Did you get hurt anywhere else?”
Aurora tried to keep her face blank but heat suffused it as she wiggled on Master Mike’s lap. Her ass was sore from where she had landed on the floor when that asshole had dropped her.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Dr. Charleston was watching her intently. Any other time she would love the way a Dom was able to pick up every nuance of body language, but today she didn’t feel like baring her ass to the world.
“Stand up, sub,” Master Mike said in a firm voice.
Although Aurora didn’t really want to obey him, but she found herself rising to her feet. She lowered her head and kept her eyes on the floor, because if she looked at him he would see the fire in her eyes.
“Strip.”
Aurora hesitated as her shaky hands reached for the top clasp on her corset. She didn’t feel comfortable being naked in his or Master Mac’s presence. As soon as they saw her naked body and how she reacted to their proximity, they would know she was attracted to them. In the whole year she had been working in Club of Dominance, they had never really seen her. Now that they were looking at her for the first time, she felt unsure and vulnerable. The last thing she needed was to see these two men looking at her with pity because her heart was burning for them. Firm hands landed on her shoulders and squeezed slightly. She looked up to see that Master Mac was standing behind her. His eyes were just as icy as his brother’s had been, but his warm, gentle touch belied the coldness in his deep blue gaze.
“You were given an order, Aurora. If you don’t start doing as you’re told you are going to rack up the punishments. Don’t think that because you’re hurt you won’t end up bent over my knee for the spanking you deserve after you’ve healed. The longer you wait, the more time I’ll spend on that delectable little ass.”
Aurora turned back to the front and undid her corset. By the time she dropped it on the floor, her hands were shaking. Her breasts felt swollen and needy and her nipples were hard and aching.
She inhaled deeply as she reached the zipper on her skirt, squeezing her legs together as she tried to relieve her throbbing clit. Thank God she had worn panties tonight. Otherwise her inner thighs would already be soaked with her juices. Her pussy clenched and released more cream onto the fabric of her undies. She tried to calm her wayward libido as she pushed her skirt over her hips, which fell to the floor to pool around her ankles and feet. All the while she had been undressing, she was
aware of Master Mike’s and Master Mac’s eyes burning a hole in her body. Everywhere their eyes touched, her skin tingled. When she looked over her shoulder she saw that Master Mike’s eyes were glued to her ass.
“Why don’t you go and lie down on the bed, Aurora?” Master Nate spoke up.
She was thankful because his voice seemed to cut through the tension surrounding her. The silence in the room was unnerving, but Aurora tried to ignore it as best she could as she walked over to the bed. She climbed up onto the mattress and lay down on her stomach.
“Why don’t you tell me where you’re hurting, sweetheart?” Master Nate sat on the side of the bed.
“My ass,” Aurora said in a near whisper.
Master Nate leaned forward. “I didn’t quite hear you, Aurora. Could you repeat that a little louder please?”
Aurora lifted her head from the pillow and glared at Master Nate. From the twinkle in his eye, he had damn well heard what she’d said. But as she watched the gleam left his green eyes and he stared at her expectantly.
Fucking asshole.
“I said my ass,” Aurora snapped in a loud voice.
“Okay,” Master Nate said, and this time he smiled at her. “I’ll have to pull your panties down to take a look.”
Aurora tensed as he reached for her hips, but his hands halted in midair when a hard voice stopped him.
“Wait!” Master Mike snapped. “I’ll do it.”
Aurora thumped her head down onto the pillow and turned to hide her face in its softness. The last thing she needed was Master Mike touching her body. She was having a damn hard time hiding her body’s reaction from him and his brother as it was, let alone if they started touching her.