Between Two Doms [Club of Dominance 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  He’d never seen her look so damn beautiful. Her lips were red and swollen and her eyes were glazed with passion. He wanted to wrap her up in his arms and never let go. When he tried to move he mentally cursed the restraints keeping him from the woman he loved and glanced over toward where Barry was sitting on the sofa stroking his own rock-hard cock.

  Charlie patted him on the thigh and then gave him a soft caress. She moved up the bed and flopped down beside him. When her delectable little body draped over his, he sighed with contentment. He wanted to keep her at his side for the rest of his life and to ask her to marry him, but he knew he and Barry had quite a bit of work to do before he could ask her that all-important question.

  “Are you going to release me now, baby?”

  She sat up quickly, reached for one of the cuffs, undid it, and then glanced over at Barry. “Could you please help me, Mas—Barry?”

  “Sure thing, darlin’.” Barry helped Charlie undo all the cuffs on his limbs, and as soon as he was free, he pulled her up against his body and held her tight. “Thank you, Charlene.”

  She giggled. “Shouldn’t it be me thanking you? You let me tie you up.”

  Turner released her and moved back so he could see her face, and then he reached up and held her by placing his hands on both her cheeks. “I would do anything for you, Charlene.”

  “Really?” she asked breathily.

  “Yes, baby. Really.” He leaned forward and kissed her nose. “Now, what would you like to do with Barry?”

  “Umm, I’m not sure.” She tilted her head in contemplation.

  “Do you trust me, Charlene?” Turner asked. “Do you believe me when I say I never meant to hurt or humiliate you or make disparaging comments about you?”

  “Yes,” she finally answered with a sigh. “I know you didn’t mean to make me feel bad, but what you said hurt me.”

  Turner drew her back into his arms and kissed her head. “I know, baby, and I will always regret that I spoke without thinking over what I said first. Please believe me when I say I will never intentionally hurt you. Not ever.”

  “I do.”

  “Good. Now will you let Barry and I take over again?”

  “Yes!” The tension left Charlie’s shoulders. She was obviously relieved to give control back to them.

  “Good little sub. Lie down in the middle of the bed on your back,” Turner ordered. His woman moved without hesitation and did as she was told.

  “Spread those legs, darlin’,” Barry demanded as he rose to his feet and walked toward the bed.

  Charlie complied with the directive, and then he and Barry secured the cuffs, testing that they weren’t too tight by running a finger beneath the lined leather. Turner got on the bed beside her and lay on his side. He cupped her cheek and turned her face toward him and then lowered his head. Turner groaned with appreciation as she opened to him and her sweet feminine flavor of mint and her own unique taste exploded on his taste buds. He swept her mouth with his tongue and explored every nook and cranny he could reach. Her tongue slid along his and she mewled as she arched her chest up, begging for his touch.

  Turner withdrew his mouth from hers and caressed his hand up her belly, over her torso, and up to her breasts. He cupped one of her fleshy globes, testing the weight in his palm, and then he bent over and took one of her turgid nipples into his mouth. Since his eyes were open, he was aware of Barry climbing onto the end of the bed and settling between her splayed thighs. He suckled on her nipple strongly as Barry made himself comfortable on his stomach and lowered his head toward her pussy. Her juices were glistening on her thighs and the lips of her pussy. It was Barry’s turn with their woman, but Turner wanted to get between her legs and lap up her juices. More than that, he wanted to love her with his best friend. He wanted to have her sandwiched between them as they made love together.

  He hoped to get his wish before the night ended, but first they would give their little sub some much-needed attention.

  Barry licked through her labia and moaned as he tasted her cream. Turner knew just how she tasted, all spicy and sweet at the same time. He reached over with his free hand and squeezed the nipple of her other breast between his thumb and finger as he sucked on her other peak. She arched up so high she nearly threw him off.

  Barry lifted his head. “Hold her down.”

  He shifted his hand from her breast to her stomach and applied pressure but made sure he didn’t hurt her. She cried out with need and frustration when Barry pushed down on her pubic bone and wrapped his arm around one of her thighs. Then he licked her from asshole to clit. Charlie moaned and tried to surge up into their touch, but they held her down.

  “Oh God. Please. I need you to touch me. I need more.”

  “Shh, baby. We’ll give you what you need.” Turner nipped her earlobe and then licked his way down her throat to the sensitive bit of skin where her shoulder and neck met.

  “Oh please,” she sobbed. “I can’t stand it.”

  Turner became concerned and lifted his head to look into Charlie’s eyes. They were glazed over with passion and a need so great he felt that he could see into the depths of her soul. What he saw there caused his heart to stutter and then beat out a rapid tattoo inside his chest. The love and devotion in her passion-glazed eyes humbled him.

  “You are such a beautiful, sexy, passionate woman, Charlene Seward. I love you more than the air I breathe.” Turner hadn’t realized he was going to say those words until it was too late. He waited with bated breath to see if she would respond.

  “Really?” she gasped. “Do you really mean that?”

  “I’ve never meant anything more.”

  “Oh,” she cried as moisture formed in her eyes. “I love you, too. I love you both so much.”

  Barry lifted his head and wiped her juice from his chin. “I love you, too, honey. God, you don’t know how much.” He maneuvered up the bed until he was almost blanketing her and kissed her passionately. “Charlie, we want you to stay here with us tonight. Will you do that, honey?”

  Charlie smiled and nodded her head. “Yes. I don’t want to go home to my empty apartment. I don’t know how or why you two are it for me, but there you have it.”

  “We are so glad you love us, baby. We would be lost without you. We want you so much.” Turner bussed her lips with his and then drew back again. “Now, it seems our little sub is in need of some attention. Lie back and relax for us, Charlie. We want to make love with you.”

  “Oh, I can’t think of anything I want more.”

  Charlie settled back on the pillow with a smile and sighed with what he gathered was contentment and joy now that she knew how he and Barry felt about her. He sucked her nipple back into his mouth, suckling strongly as Barry shimmied down the bed and back between her thighs. Between the two of them they had her back on the verge of orgasm within moments. Her breathed hissed out from between her parted lips, and her hips rocked in a rhythm as old as time as Barry licked up and down her pussy and pumped two fingers in and out of her sheath.

  Turner released her nipple as Barry lifted up from between her legs, and they undid the restraints and shifted her onto her side. She was facing Barry with her back to Turner, just the way he wanted for what he considered their final claiming of their woman.

  He felt humbled by the way she had accepted his apology and vow to never hurt her again. His heart was so full of love and emotion for Charlie and he intended to spend the rest of the night showing her just how much she truly meant to him.

  Chapter Ten

  Charlie was desperate to have her men inside her. She didn’t care where, just as long as they were loving her and touching her. She had never felt so full of love, and the emotions she was feeling were almost overwhelming. The joy that swept through her was close to euphoric, and she needed an outlet or she felt like she was about to burst wide open.

  When Master Barry began kissing her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him. He was an anchor she needed t
o keep her from floating away into the clouds. She danced a duet with Master Barry’s tongue as he slid his along hers and then twirled it around in her mouth. Behind her, Master Turner shifted away for a moment, and then he was back. He kissed along her shoulder and down her back to nibble on a sensitive spot on her shoulder blade. Charlie wriggled her ass and pushed back against him, silently begging for more of his touch. When he parted her butt cheeks and began to massage her anus with cool, wet fingers, she froze.

  Master Barry withdrew from her mouth and cupped her cheek. “It’s okay, little one. Turner is just getting you ready so we can love you together. Take deep breaths and relax, Charlie.”

  Charlie whimpered when Master Turner pushed the tip of one finger into her rear entrance. He moved his head close to hers and nibbled on her earlobe. “Don’t tense up, baby. Try and stay loose for me. We are going to make you feel so good when we love you together.”

  She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to keep her muscles relaxed, but it was so damn hard when her body’s instinct was to clench around the invading digit. Master Turner began to ease his finger in and out of her ass slowly, giving her time to adjust to the foreign invasion, and as she relaxed, nerve endings she hadn’t known existed began to light up like the Fourth of July. She sobbed as the combination of pleasure and burning pain heightened her lust for more.

  “Help her out, Barry,” Master Turner demanded in a deep voice.

  Master Barry, who had both her nipples between thumbs and fingers, pinching and squeezing them, removed one hand and caressed his way down to her mound. His fingers skimmed over her bare pussy until he reached her wet labia. He parted her lips and stroked from her pussy hole, gathering her cream, and then moved up and gently circled her engorged, aching clit.

  “Oh God,” she sobbed as more nerves lit up, her pussy and ass clenching as if begging for more. Which they were. The ache inside was so deep it was like nothing she’d ever experienced before.

  Master Turner must have added another finger to her ass, because the slight burn got deeper and more intense. She didn’t know how much more she could take.

  “Please.”

  “Please what, baby?”

  “I need…” she gasped as Master Turner drove deep into her ass.

  “What do you need, honey?” Master Barry asked as he flicked her clit, causing her to arch up and cry out.

  “You,” she panted. “I need you both inside me. Now!”

  “She’s ready,” Master Turner growled as he withdrew his fingers from her ass.

  “Thank God,” Master Barry said through clenched teeth.

  He lifted her leg and held it up as he scooted in closer to her. The tip of his cock brushed against her wet pussy, eliciting another groan and gasp from her. And then he was pushing his large penis into her hole. Charlie gripped his shoulders, sighing with delight at the rock-hard muscles moving beneath her hands. They were both handsome, brawny men and they were all hers.

  Master Barry surged forward until half his cock was buried in her cunt. Her muscles clenched and released around him, coating him with more of her juices.

  “Fuck! You feel so damn good, honey. I never want to leave this little pussy. She’s clutching me so tight and I’m not even all the way in yet.”

  Charlie whimpered, his sexy dirty talk arousing her even more. And then she sighed as he drove into her balls-deep.

  “Oh yeah. So good,” Master Barry panted. “Hurry the hell up, Turner. I’m not gonna last long.”

  Master Turner gave her butt a gentle pat and moved back slightly. She heard a squishy wet sound and realized he was lubing his cock up for her. When he moved in close, his front to her back with one arm beneath her head and the other on her hip, she felt surrounded by their love.

  “Take a deep breath and let it out for me, baby,” Master Turner said, and she did.

  As she exhaled, he began to push his way into her ass. The burn intensified, but it felt so damn good, she wanted more. She wanted both her men deep inside her, loving her. When he’d pushed through the first ring of muscle, Master Turner held still, giving her time to get used to having his big, hard cock in her ass, but Charlie wanted him all the way inside. She tensed her muscles and pushed back, whimpering with pleasure as his cock slid along all the sensitive nerve ends.

  “Fuck! Don’t do that again, Charlie. You could have hurt yourself,” Master Turner said in his Dom’s voice, but she could hear the emotion underlying his words and again he had slipped up, using her nickname.

  Her pussy and ass clamped down on the two cocks embedded in her body at the sound of his deep, controlled voice.

  “Oh, I think our little sub liked that. She just clamped down hard and coated me with more of her juices.” Master Barry shoved his hips forward, eliciting a moan from her.

  “Yeah,” Master Turner breathed against her ear, causing her to shiver and goose bumps to erupt all over her skin.

  When he pulled back, she moaned, and then the moan turned to a whimper as Master Barry withdrew and Master Turner surged forward again. They eased her into their loving, taking their time and counterthrusting in and out of her pussy and ass. Charlie had never felt so connected, so full of love, or so cherished. With each forward pump of their hips, they picked up the pace until they were sliding their cocks in and out of her body so fast their flesh slapped together.

  “Her ass is so fucking tight,” Master Turner groaned. “You’re gripping me so good, baby.”

  A slap landed on her ass cheek, and she cried out with pleasure as her insides lit up. Warmth gathered in her womb and traveled down to coalesce in her pussy and throbbing clit. Then the tingling heat gathered in intensity and burned her from the inside out. The coils gathered in closer and closer, preparing to catapult her into the stratosphere. The feelings were so big and intense she began to fight them. But her two Doms weren’t about to let her get away with that. Another slap landed on her ass, but this one was much harder and the vibrations sent more pleasure coursing to her pussy and ass.

  A hand reached down and a finger caressed over her clit.

  “Don’t you dare fucking fight us, Charlene!” Master Turner panted in a cold, hard voice. “Let it go, baby. We want it all with you. I love you, Charlie. Come, damn it.”

  Fingers squeezed her clit firmly and Charlie let go. She hadn’t stood a chance in hell of fighting her two dominant men. She threw her head back and screamed. The tension in her muscles snapped, sending her hurtling toward space. Pleasure swamped her. Molten lava traveled outward from her vagina as her pussy and ass clenched and released on the two cocks still shuttling in and out of her body. White light flashed before her eyes as her body shook, shivered, and trembled. Never had she felt such rapturous pleasure in her life. She was only vaguely aware of first Master Turner yelling and then Master Barry roaring as they reached their own climaxes.

  Hands caressed and smoothed over her body as she slowly came back down from her climactic high. Her breath was still ragged and choppy, but as the last shudder left her body, she knew she was where she wanted to be. In between two dominant men who loved her and whom she loved in return. She had finally found a place to belong.

  Master Turner shifted behind her and carefully eased from her ass. He gave her bottom a pat and then rose from the bed. Charlie heard water running but was too content and sated to move.

  “How do you feel, honey?” Master Barry asked.

  “Good,” she sighed and finally opened her eyes. Master Barry was smiling at her, and he looked as satisfied as she felt. “I love you, Charlie.”

  “I love you, too.”

  The bed dipped behind her and she looked back over her shoulder as Master Turner sat next to her hip. “Let’s get you comfortable, little sub.”

  Master Barry lifted her leg, and they both groaned as he withdrew his softening cock from her pussy. Master Turner cleaned her up with a warm, wet cloth.

  “I love you, Charlie. Will you wear our collar again? If you accep
t our mark of ownership no other Dom would dare to approach you. It would signify our claim on you and you would be under our protection at all times. I would feel much better if you would wear it.”

  Charlie rolled to her back so she could see both her men. Master Turner’s face was an expressionless mask and Master Barry looked tense. Do they think I am going to deny them? She decided not to leave them hanging since that was one of the things she wanted most.

  “I would be honored to wear your collar and be claimed by you both.” She reached up and cupped Turner’s face. “I love you so much. I don’t want to be without either of you ever again.”

  “Thank God.” Turner nodded at Barry and then leaned down to give her a kiss. This kiss was different from when he had been making love to her. It was passionate, yes, but also full of emotion without the rapacious hunger of before. It was almost…reverent.

  When he finally lifted his mouth from hers, he sat near her hip again and smiled at her, love shining from his eyes, just for her. She glanced over to Barry and saw he had the same loving expression on his face. Turner drew her eyes when he began speaking.

  “Now that you have accepted us as your Masters we want everyone to know that you are ours. We love you, Charlie.” Turner took her hand in his and helped her to sit up. When she was comfortable leaning against the headboard with pillows at her back, Barry drew his hand out from behind his back. He was holding a black box in his large hand.

  “Please accept this token as our commitment to you and also our protection.”

  Charlie took the box when Barry handed it to her and held her breath as she opened it. She gasped when she saw what was inside. Resting on a bed of red velvet lining was a white gold choker with a one-carat diamond in the center, and on either side were two emeralds. Emotion choked her, and even though she wanted to speak, she couldn’t. Tears slid down her cheeks and she finally drew in a deep, ragged breath.