A Sub to Love [Club of Dominance 4] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) Read online

  Without any conscious thought, she reached up and grabbed two handfuls of Derrick’s hair, pulled his head down toward hers, and placed her lips on his. She brushed them back and forth over his and then licked over his lower lip. Derrick’s passionate growl pushed her excitement higher and then she was moaning into his mouth as he took over the kiss.

  His tongue pushed in and slid along hers. She gripped his hair tighter and moaned when he tangled his tongue around hers and pulled it into his mouth. He suckled on her, and her desire to have him, them, burned her from the inside out. Justine had never felt so alive, so wanted or needed. She wanted the Jackson brothers to strip her naked and fuck her until she screamed, to let her know that she was alive.

  Derrick lifted her without breaking their kiss. He lowered her feet to the floor and she felt his hands on the buttons of her newly washed shirt. She released his hair and ran her hands over his shoulders and down his chest. Her clit pulsed and filled with need and her pussy clenched, soaking the crotch of her panties. His mouth slid from her lips and across her uninjured cheek and then he nipped at her earlobe and kissed and licked his way down the side of her neck.

  Large hands pushed the shirt from her shoulders and down her arms. Another set of hands pulled the material over her hands and she shivered as the cool air caressed her skin. The catch on her bra was released and she groaned when her breasts were cupped from behind and lifted as if in offering.

  “Are you sure you want this, Justine?” Garth asked. “We don’t want you thinking this has anything to do with your job.”

  “No. I–I mean yes. I want this. I know this has n–nothing to do with w–work.”

  “Be very sure, darlin’. I don’t want you thinking we took advantage of you.”

  “I need this,” she gasped. “I–I need your hands and mouths on me, to make me feel a–alive. Please.”

  Derrick had been holding off until she’d answered Garth, but when the last word left her mouth, he then took his brother’s offering and laved his tongue around the areola and over the tip of her nipple and then suckled on her strongly. She shook with arousal and gasped for air. Her whole body was on fire and she didn’t know how to put it out. The hands holding her breasts up released her aching globes and caressed down her sides and then moved around to the front of her slacks. They tugged the snaps open and then the pants were being pushed down over her hips with her panties.

  Derrick released her nipple with a wet pop and then he scooped her up in his arms and placed her in the middle of the bed. When her gaze met his, the heat in his eyes only made her fire burn hotter, brighter. She reached out her arms in silent invitation and then watched as his fingers worked the buttons on his shirt and he pulled it from his body. Justine gasped in awe, absolutely floored at the beauty of his physique. His shoulders were wide and his chest and upper arms were thick with muscle. Power radiated from him as his sinew and tendons rippled each time he moved. Movement off to the side caught her attention and she bit her lip to keep a groan of desire from escaping

  Garth was even more brawny than Derrick. His lightly tanned skin gleamed in the waning afternoon light and she wanted nothing more than to run her hands all over their bodies and indulge in the feel of their skin and muscle beneath her hands. Garth kept her gaze pinned with his as he walked toward her and climbed onto the bed next to her. There was heat in his eyes, but she could see other emotions beneath that hunger. She didn’t want to know what he was thinking. All she wanted to do was feel. He leaned over her and covered her lips with his.

  Garth kissed differently than Derrick. Derrick coaxed and seduced where Garth almost demanded a response. His tongue thrust in between her lips and he explored every inch of her interior. By the time he brought his tongue back to dance with hers, she was so breathless she was scared she would pass out. He lifted his head, cupped a breast with his hand and then he sucked a nipple into his mouth. Justine cried out as sparks of lust shot from her breast straight down to her pussy, causing her internal walls to clench and more of her juices leaked out.

  “I can smell your musk, baby.” Derrick’s voice was raspy with hunger and she lifted her head to look at him and found him sitting back on his heels between her splayed thighs. God, she’d been so wrapped up in Garth, she hadn’t even felt Derrick get on the bed with her. “I want to taste you, Justine.”

  Justine whimpered, her head flopped back onto the pillow and her eyes closed. Derrick shifted on the mattress and then she felt his hot breath fanning over her pussy. She couldn’t stop from pushing her hips up, begging him without words to place his mouth on her.

  A slap landed on her thigh, and if Garth hadn’t quickly placed his hand in the center of her chest, she would have bolted upright. “What the hell was that for?” Justine asked, lifting her head to glare at Derrick. But then she wiggled her hips as the warmth blossoming on her thigh close to her vagina spread up to her cunt and more juices oozed out.

  “You liked that bit of pain, didn’t you, baby?”

  Justine shook her head but couldn’t keep looking into his eyes.

  “Don’t lie, Justine,” Garth said after releasing her nipple. “We are trained to know when a sub likes a bite of pain.”

  Sub? Does he mean what I think he means?

  “We are Doms, baby. Do you know what a Dom is?” Derrick asked in that deep voice that sent shivers traversing up and down her spine.

  “I–I…”

  “We like to be in control in the bedroom, Justine. In fact we like to control everything when it comes to sex. Have you ever been to a BDSM club, honey?” Garth moved his palm from the middle of her chest and caressed down her stomach and then back up again. Not getting close to where she ached for his touch.

  “No,” she answered. Was that my voice sounding so breathy? What is happening to me? Why does it turn me on to know that these two men are Dominants? Her insides were so hot she thought she just may combust. The ache inside was so intense it was overwhelming. In all her twenty-three years she had never experienced such strong reactions before and had no idea how to handle what she was feeling.

  “You are a natural submissive, Justine.” Garth’s fingers caressed down her belly again and tickled through the hair at the top of her mound. She held her breath, hoping he would touch lower. “You have a need to be controlled, to be dominated in bed, and we would love to show you how much pleasure we can bring you. One night soon, we want to take you to the club, but right now we intend to give you more pleasure than you’ve ever experienced before.”

  Justine was already getting more pleasure than she’d previously experienced and didn’t know if she could take much more. She wanted to feel them making love to her and she wanted it now, but had no idea how to go about asking for what she needed.

  She’d only ever had one lover and that had been a total bust. After that, she’d decided that maybe sex wasn’t all it was made out to be and focused on getting her business management degree instead.

  The yearning deep inside to let go and just give herself over to them was such a strong craving she was almost shaking with it, but she had learned to be cautious and wasn’t about to let them take her over. If she did come to depend on them and things didn’t work out, she would be back to square one and she didn’t want to have to start all over again to build those protective walls up to keep her heart safe from more pain.

  “What are you thinking about, baby?” Derrick’s hands skimmed up her thighs, getting closer and closer to her throbbing pussy. It took all her concentration not to arch her hips up and silently beg for his touch and to answer his question.

  “It doesn’t matter.”

  “Now, that’s where you’re wrong, darlin’.” Garth kissed her shoulder and then grasped her chin in his hand. “Everything about you matters, but I can see you don’t trust us enough to open up to us yet, but you will in time.”

  Justine wasn’t so sure about that. It was hard for her to trust and she didn’t know if she would ever be able to hav
e faith in anyone enough to open up and lay her heart bare. Garth released her chin, leaned over, and took her mouth. Her libido, which had begun to ease, flamed back to life as he devoured her. His tongue slid along hers and his masculine flavor exploded on her taste buds. She’d never felt anything like this and didn’t think she ever would again.

  Derrick shifted on the mattress and then he pushed her thighs further apart. When she felt his warm breath on the curls of her mound, she couldn’t prevent herself from arching up into him. She needed him to touch her aching pussy before she went out of her mind with lust. Garth released her mouth and then he kissed his way down to her chest. His wet heat enveloped her nipple, sending zings of electrical sparks to her pussy and then she cried out as Derrick’s tongue licked through her dew-covered folds, eliciting a need so great, for a moment she couldn’t draw another breath.

  Justine finally inhaled and then she sobbed when Derrick’s tongue laved over her engorged, aching clit. The rapture she experienced brought another cry to her lips. Garth released her nipple with a wet-sounding plop, and then he grasped both arms in his hands and held them to the mattress beside her head. She looked up into his beautiful eyes and gasped at the hungry heat she saw in them, but that wasn’t all she saw. There was a determination in his gaze that caused her to shiver.

  “Look at you,” Garth rasped. “You’re so fucking sexy and beautiful. Your face is flushed and you’re writhing with need. My cock is aching to be in your pussy, baby.”

  Justine knew he was right about her not being still. The harder she tried to keep from moving, the more she wriggled with desire. With her hands pinned on either side of her head, she felt so controlled and it turned her on.

  Derrick sucked her clit into his mouth and she cried out at the bliss of such exquisite torture. She wanted his cock in her aching cunt and arched up into his mouth, but then he moved his big hands from her inner thighs and placed one on her lower belly just above her pubis, while the other hand, she found out a second later, was between her splayed legs. The tip of a finger rimmed around her pussy hole and only enhanced the ecstasy he was bestowing on her. He released her clit and moved his head back down, sliding his tongue between the lips of her sex as he slurped up all her cream.

  “You taste so fucking good, darlin’, I can’t wait to get my cock in this tight little pussy.”

  Justine couldn’t believe the way they talked dirty to her, but she also couldn’t believe how that only seemed to turn her on more. Before she could analyze the way they made her feel connected to them, Derrick was pushing a finger into her pussy. She turned her head toward her left arm and placed her mouth on her bicep to muffle the sounds coming from her mouth. Even to her own ears, she sounded like an animal in heat, and that scared the absolute crap out of her.

  Garth tugged on her hair and she moved her head away from her arm as he demanded, “Don’t you dare try to hide from us, Justine. We want to hear every sound you make and see the pleasure on your face.”

  “Oh God,” she sobbed when Derrick added another finger to her pussy and moved his tongue more rapidly over her clit. Warmth permeated her body from the inside out. Her womb felt heavy and achy and her internal muscles wouldn’t stop their incessant clenching. The tension in her muscles grew and grew until she was scared she would break apart and there was nothing she could do to stop the prodigious sensations. Not that she really wanted to. It was just that what she was experiencing was so phenomenal that she was amazed by her own body’s uninhibited responses.

  Tingles of heat swept out and over her, making her legs tremble and her toes curl. And then she was flying. Sparks of electrical light flashed before her eyes, and she screamed as rapture assailed her. Blackness crept around the edge of her vision as her pussy clamped and released, clutched and let go, over and over again. And just as the nirvana began to wane Derrick did something inside her that sent her up and over the precipice once more. She opened her mouth on a silent scream and felt cream expel from her pussy in a big gush as her whole body quaked. When the final wave of joy faded, the only sound she could hear was that of three adults breathing heavily. Her eyelids were closed and she couldn’t even remember shutting them.

  When Derrick removed his fingers from her pussy, she whimpered as an aftershock wracked her body and her sensitive flesh quivered. She became aware of hands running over her arms and legs in a soothing manner and she sighed with satiation. When she opened her eyes, Derrick was sitting up between her legs and Garth was lying on his side with his head resting on his hand.

  “You’re beautiful when you come, darlin’,” Derrick said in a deep, hoarse voice. “We can’t wait to make love with you, but now isn’t the time.” He patted her leg and then got off the bed. She looked his delectably cut body over and licked her lips. She couldn’t believe that her just-sated lust began to simmer back to life when her eyes snagged on the large bulge beneath his jeans. From what she could see, the man wasn’t lacking in the penis department. If anything, he had been very blessed and she was a little nervous about fitting something that big inside her pussy.

  Garth spoke, drawing her attention, and she was glad that Derrick hadn’t seen where she had been looking. “Why don’t you get cleaned up and come on out to the living room.” Garth rolled off the bed and then headed toward the door. “We have a few things we need to discuss with you.”

  Justine watched with confusion as they left. She wasn’t sure she wanted to face them after what she had just let them do to her. She was embarrassed over her behavior of practically jumping on Derrick. God, what have I done? They are my employers. But she remembered Garth saying that what they had done didn’t have anything to do with her job. She was going to have to brazen it out when she met them face to face again. But then confusion made her frown. What man gave a woman pleasure without taking his own? In fact, what man gave a woman any pleasure at all? From her one and only experience, a man’s needs were the only thing that mattered and once he had climaxed then everything was finished. But the two men had left the room with huge hard-ons.

  Derrick and Garth Jackson were a conundrum she didn’t think she would ever be able to figure out.

  Chapter Five

  “She’s going to be embarrassed about what happened.” Garth took a sip of coffee and stared at the door to the hallway across the room. Justine had had plenty of time to shower and get dressed, but he and Derrick were still waiting for her to show her face.

  “Yeah.” Derrick stared into his mug. “We can’t let her go back to her rental. Her life is still in danger, but I don’t know if she’ll agree to come home with us.”

  “She can always stay here if she baulks about coming with us. There is always someone on duty monitoring things in the control room. She’d be just as safe here as she would be at our home.”

  “I don’t want to let her out of our sight.” Derrick scrubbed a hand over his face. “God, she is so perfect for us. I’ve never seen a more responsive sub in my life.”

  “I know. All the women we’ve played with over the years don’t even compare. After being with Justine, I can’t even remember them. That woman has so much love to give and has such a compassionate nature. We could have everything with her. But it’s going to take time to get her to trust us and get through those walls she built up.”

  “She trusts us with her body.”

  “That’s not enough, Derrick. I want her to trust us with her heart and soul, too.”

  “I know, but we’ve only just met, Garth. We can’t go rushing in like a bull in a china shop. She’ll just fortify those walls around her heart if we do.”

  Garth was about to respond but closed his mouth when he heard a rustle from the hallway. It seemed that Justine had finally found the courage to face them. When she entered the living room, she looked cool and calm, but he knew better. Her shoulders were raised up with tension and her hands were clenched into little fists. He wanted to rush over to her and pull her into his arms and reassure her that everything wo
uld be all right, but he held off. He wanted to see how she would handle things. She met his eyes for a moment and then glanced toward Derrick. Her eyes skittered away and she looked around the room like she was trying to find something.

  Derrick stood and headed toward the kitchen. “Take a seat darlin’. I’ll get you some coffee.”

  Justine’s shoulders slumped and then she walked over to the other armchair. It seemed their little sub was going to keep her distance. Derrick came back and handed her a mug and took his seat again. She kept her eyes lowered and took a sip from her cup and then wrapped her other hand around it. It looked like it was up to him and Derrick to begin talking.

  “Justine, I contacted a detective friend of mine while you were sleeping earlier and asked if the police have picked up this asshole, Bart. They haven’t been able to find him, baby. I don’t like the idea of you going back home where you’ll be all alone. That fucker was going to rape you, Justine. You need to come home with us so we can protect you. We served our country in the Marines for nearly eight years and have kept up our physical fitness by doing martial arts. We have all the necessary skills to keep you safe. ”

  “Okay, thank you.”

  Her answer was so unexpected Garth was speechless.

  “Can I ask you something?” Justine asked.

  “You can ask us anything you like, baby.” Garth relaxed into his seat, some of his tension draining away, glad that she was finally willing to talk to them.

  “Why didn’t either of you want to have sex with me?”

  Derrick shifted on the sofa so he was facing Justine more directly. “We did want to make love with you, darlin’, don’t ever think that we don’t, but we weren’t about to take advantage of you when you were in such a fragile state. We shouldn’t have even done what we did, since you were so upset, but we just couldn’t seem to help ourselves.”