Beyond Her Wildest Dream Page 9

  Preston studied her face to make sure she no longer felt any pain. The paleness was totally gone, and her pupils were no longer responding sluggishly. Of course, she still had stitches in her head, but they’d all been really careful about not touching anywhere near her wound, even while caressing her head.

  He was so hungry for her, he couldn’t wait another minute to taste her.

  He slowly lowered his head as he stared at her mouth, giving her time to draw away or push him back, but when she did neither, he breached the final gap, pressing his lips to hers. Her sigh was encouraging so he licked over the seam of her lips, and when they parted on a moan, he delved inside. He pulled her body tight against his as the kiss they shared grew hotter and wilder.

  Her hand came up to cup his cheek, and she tilted her head for a better angle. Their tongues tangled and twirled, their lips rubbed and slid, and Preston’s cock grew harder.

  When he broke the kiss, they were both panting, but instead of blushing and glancing away from him, she held his stare. Her pupils were dilated, and her eyes were hazed over with desire. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were a kiss-swollen red. She was so fucking beautiful she took his breath away. Preston wanted to carry her to the bedroom, strip her and himself down, and bury his cock into her balls deep.

  But first he needed to show her that she was submissive. He wanted her to admit she liked being dominated in bed. And then he wanted her to admit she was attracted to them and that she wanted to be with them as much as they wanted to be with her.

  Preston clutched her hips in his hands as he scooted the chair back from the table, and he lifted and turned her before settling her in his lap again, this time facing him.

  Without saying a word to Lexis and very aware that Adam and Jonah were watching intently, he clasped her wrists in his hands and gently pulled her arms behind her back. Then he held them there.

  Her pupils blew out until only a thin ring of her blue irises were showing, and when he gazed down at her chest, there was no way he could miss the hard little nipples poking against her shirt. He thanked his stars that the robe she was wearing was gaping open. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly as she panted. Preston lifted her eyes to hers, but they snagged on her lips. As she exhaled, her lips parted, and then she swept her tongue across the lower bow. Lexis shifted on his lap, her inner thighs squeezing the outside of his as she squirmed.

  Lexis was as submissive as a submissive could get, but he wasn’t sure she knew she liked having someone control her.

  It was time to point out what her proclivities were, as well as ask her to try a relationship with them.

  He glanced at Adam and nodded.

  Adam leaned closer and cupped her cheek, bringing her gaze to his. “Do you like that, sweetie?”

  “L-like what?” she asked breathily.

  “Do you like the way Preston’s holding you?” Adam eyed her body over, his eyes lingering on her hard nipples before raising his gaze to hers.

  “No. I don’t k-know.”

  Preston tightened his grip around her wrists making sure not to hold her tight enough to leave marks on her skin. She blew out a breath and sucked in another one. “A sub gets punished for lying. Now, how about you answer the question again and this time you answer truthfully.”

  Her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her lashes, trying to hide her eyes.

  “Look at me, Lexis. Now!”

  She locked gazes with him, and he almost smirked when he saw the fiery defiance in her blue eyes. When she narrowed her gaze at him and remained stubbornly silent, he knew it was time to show her he didn’t say something he didn’t mean.

  While keeping their stares locked, he lifted his free hand, took one of her hard nipples between his thumb and finger, and squeezed. He kept right on squeezing, applying more and more pressure until she started wriggling in his lap, and then she finally squeaked in protest.

  “Stay still,” he commanded in a cold voice.

  She frowned, and he could see that she was upset, but not at him. He and his lovers knew how to read a sub’s body language. Lexis was upset because she hadn’t pleased him.

  She was a submissive to her core and was absolutely perfect for him, Jonah, and Adam.

  He was going to have fun training her, but first he needed her to say yes to trying a relationship with them.

  And before that, Lexis needed to be honest with herself.

  He and his friends were just the men to make her see and tell the truth. In an hour or two, he was hoping to have her begging them all to make love to her.

  Chapter Eight

  Lexis was trying to will herself to run, but her legs, her body, were betraying her. The kiss she’d shared with Preston had been so hot she was soaked. Staring into his determined eyes just seemed to make her hotter. And now he’d caged her nipple between his finger and thumb, she was having a hard time sitting still. Yet even if she wanted to escape, she couldn’t. He had her arms behind her back and her wrists tethered into one of his large hands.

  She was so aroused her breasts and nipples were aching. Her clit was throbbing, and there was an empty yearning ache deep inside her womb and pussy. She was so wet her panties were soaked and uncomfortably sticky.

  “There’s no shame in being submissive,” Jonah said. “I love it when Preston and or Adam top me, Lex. I don’t have to think or worry about what they might want me to do. They tell me what they want or do whatever they want to, to me. I’m the one with all the power even if it might not seem like it. One word from me will stop everything, but I love them, and they love me. I’d trust them with my life. It’s liberating to hand control over to my Dom or Doms. All I have to do is feel.

  “Have you ever been so turned on that you’d do anything to please someone you love? Have you ever been so full of endorphins you’ve been flying so high you feel as if you’re floating on a cloud?”

  Lexis shook her head.

  “I have, love. There’s nothing like it in the world. The ending is so explosive you can’t even think straight. It’s so freeing and enlightening to hand control to someone you trust.”

  Lexis didn’t know what to say. She wanted to beg them to touch and kiss her all over, to douse the flames licking at her insides, but she was scared. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Preston, Adam, and Jonah, because they’d already proven in the scant amount of time she’d known them that they had good hearts and were protective.

  It was in that moment that she realized it was herself she didn’t trust.

  Lexis was scared of caring too much and getting hurt all over again, but she was also tired of keeping people at arm’s length. She’d been yearning for human contact ever since she’d come out of her grief-fueled shock, but it had just been easier and less risky to continue pushing people away.

  She’d already taken one step into beginning to live again when she’d decided to stay in Tigard, and she’d even taken another step when she’d let Ana befriend her. Surely, if she just kept putting one foot in front of the other, it would become easier still and she’d eventually do it automatically, eventually let more and more people into her life, into her heart.

  Her mom and Alicia would be very disappointed in her for closing herself off and just existing rather than living.

  She didn’t want to just exist anymore.

  Lexis had always wanted to meet a man she could love and who’d love her in return, and though she didn’t think Preston, Adam, and Jonah could love her because they didn’t know her that well, they obviously saw something in her that attracted them. She definitely saw a lot in them that attracted her.

  Another finger and thumb pinching her other nipple brought her back to the present, and she gasped. Her nipples were on fire, but the pain only seemed to heighten her desire. She hadn’t even known she was intrigued by BDSM until Ana and her men brought her to the club the other night, but there was no way she could deny how much it turned her on to have no control. And yet, Jonah had said she had all the control
.

  When she realized that a word from her would stop everything, she finally relaxed and opened her eyes.

  Preston was waiting for her and snagged her gaze with his. “You like not being able to move your hands, don’t you, baby?”

  Lexis licked her lips. “Yes, Sir.”

  A gleam of satisfaction lit his brown eyes. “You like having your nipples squeezed to the point of pain, too, don’t you, sub?”

  “Yes, S-sir.”

  “Good girl,” Preston praised.

  Warmth filled her heart, and it took her a minute to determine that she was happy, that she liked pleasing Preston and making him happy.

  She was a submissive, and she needed to own it.

  She didn’t judge other people for their sexual tendencies or what religion they followed. She didn’t care how other people lived their lives or who they loved as long as they weren’t hurting anyone.

  So why the hell should she be ashamed of who she was?

  Lexis had nothing to be ashamed of. She’d never intentionally hurt anyone, and if she saw someone in need, she always tried to help out if she could. Being submissive didn’t make her a bad person. Being gay or bisexual didn’t define who a person was inside.

  She was who she was, and it was time to embrace her individuality rather than ignoring it and or hiding it.

  Watching Preston dominate Adam and Jonah, telling them what to do and how to make love in the BDSM club had been a huge turn on but also an eye-opener for herself.

  She didn’t know if things would work out between them, but she would never know if she didn’t try.

  Lexis wanted to be with Preston, Adam, and Jonah. She wanted to submit, to be controlled in the bedroom. She wanted, needed, to see if they’d be willing to share their feelings with her.

  She couldn’t deny she had strong emotional pull to all three of the handsome, sexy men, and she also didn’t want to regret throwing away what could be a once in a lifetime chance.

  “You want to be with us, don’t you, Lexis?”

  Lexis hadn’t expected that authoritative tone from Jonah. So far, he’d been the most easy-going of the three men, and even though she was shocked, she also got wetter.

  “You want us to strip you naked, tie you up, and fuck you, don’t you, love? You want to watch us kiss and touch and make love to each other, too. Isn’t that right, Lexis?”

  She met Jonah’s gaze, looking him right in the eye, and answered, “Yes, Sir.”

  “Your safe word is red,” Preston rasped out.

  And then the fingers squeezing her nipples were gone.

  “Ahh,” she screamed, arching her chest as blood rushed back into her nipples, making them burn.

  And then Preston’s mouth was on one of her nipples over her shirt. She had no idea when he’d parted the robe she was wearing. Maybe it had come undone when he’d lifted her, but right now she didn’t care. He sucked the throbbing peak into his mouth, the wetness soothing the stinging pain. He shifted to her other nipple and sucked on that one, too. When she sighed and the tension began to ease from her muscles, he released her wrists, wrapped his arms around her waist, and rose, taking her with him.

  Lexis looped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist just before he turned, nudged the chair out of the way with this foot, and he began walking.

  She expected him to carry her toward her bedroom, but he moved toward the other bedrooms.

  As they passed each room, she peeked in and determined that they were guest rooms. The walls were a cream hue, and while the quilt covers of the three rooms they passed were different colors, there were no personal effects in them. The second last room, however, was big enough to house a whole family. The bed was massive, more than large enough for all three of the men to sleep and make love in with room to spare. There was a throw rug draped over the bottom of the navy quilt, and there were more than enough pillows and cushions to get comfortable on.

  Preston stopped outside the closed door at the end of the hallway, stepping aside to let Adam unlock and push the door open. He crossed the threshold, flicked on a light switch on the wall inside the door, and moved out of sight. Preston carried her into the room, and she gaped as she gazed about. There was all sorts of weird looking equipment positioned about the massive room, some of which she’d seen at the BDSM club. Centered along the back wall was another huge four poster bed, but there was no quilt, only a white fitted sheet. When she saw the rings on each of the bedposts, she trembled with excited trepidation.

  Fear of the unknown tried to take hold, but Lexis pushed it away.

  She’d agreed to this, and there was no way in hell she was backing out now.

  She couldn’t wait to see what the three men had in store for her.

  * * * *

  Adam was so hard and horny his cock was throbbing.

  When Lexis had said yes to Jonah’s direct questions, he’d almost lost it. While Jonah loved to be dominated, he also liked to be in control just like Adam did. Unlike for Jonah, it didn’t bother him that Preston never switched roles. Jonah had a big heart and wanted to be able to bestow his love on Preston physically as well as emotionally, but Adam wasn’t sure that would ever happen.

  Preston hated giving up control, but now, with Lexis willing to try a relationship with them, maybe their harder lover would soften somewhat and eventually agree to be on the receiving end sometime soon.

  He pushed his thoughts aside and brought himself back to the present.

  Preston lowered Lexis’s feet to the floor near the bed, took a couple of steps back, crossed his arms over his chest, and widened his stance. “Take your clothes off, Lexis.”

  Lexis drew in a ragged breath, lowered her gaze, shielding her eyes with her lashes, and tugged the shirt up over her head after pushing the robe from her shoulders. She shifted on her feet, aware of their eyes on her bare breasts, and though her hands twitched in instinct to cover her nakedness from view, she curled her fingers into fists. He knew how difficult it was to stand bare and vulnerable without reacting, and he couldn’t have been prouder of her for remaining still.

  “Now the panties, sweetie,” Adam commanded. He was already beginning to pant, but he wasn’t the only one. He could hear Jonah breathing heavily beside him. He glanced at Preston to find him with his arms still crossed over his chest and a stoic expression on his face. However, he wasn’t fooled. Preston might be able to remain outwardly unmoved to others, but Adam and Jonah knew him too well. He licked his lips when he saw how long, thick, and hard his lover’s cock was, pressing against the front of his jeans.

  He looked back toward Lexis when she hooked her fingers into the outside of her panties and pushed them down and off.

  Preston unfolded his arms and stalked closer to her, eying her sexy little body over. He walked around her and bit his lip when he gazed at her ass. Yeah, Preston was just as entranced with Lexis as they were.

  “Kneel,” Preston said.

  “What?”

  “Did I say you could speak?”

  “N-no, Sir.”

  “She’s a newbie, Sir,” Adam said. “You need to explain.”

  “Show her,” Preston directed.

  Adam pulled his shirt up over his head and flung it out of the way. He hurried over to Lexis and laced his fingers with hers. He didn’t need to be told how nervous she was. He felt it in her trembling hand and had already seen it in her eyes, but there was also fortitude in her gorgeous blue orbs. She might be nervous, but she wasn’t going to back out.

  “When a Dom tells you to kneel, you do as you’re told, unless you want to be punished.” Adam slowly sank to his knees, bringing Lex with him. She copied him by sitting back on her heels, and then he parted his knees, spreading them wide, released her hand, and placed his hands on his legs palms up. “This position shows your Dom that you’re ready and willing to do anything he or she asks.”

  Lexis mimicked his pose. “Am I allowed to ask questions?”

  Adam was a
bout to reply, but Preston stopped him with a hand on his shoulder, then he hurried around and stood in front of them.

  “Unless told otherwise, a sub must always ask her Dom for permission to speak.” Preston gazed at her expectantly.

  “Sir, may I have permission to speak?” Lexis asked.

  Adam wanted to praise her, but right now Preston was in control.

  “In a moment. Adam, stand and remove the rest of your clothes. Jonah, you too. I want all three of you kneeling at my feet.”

  Adam stood and quickly shucked his clothes before kneeling again. Jonah did as bid before kneeling on Lexis’s other side.

  “Ask your question, sub,” Preston said.

  “What do you mean by punished? Sir?”

  “Would you like me to show you?” Preston asked.

  Lexis shook her head emphatically.

  Preston stepped toward her, grasped her chin, and lifted her wide-shocked eyes up to his. “Never, ever shake your head at a Dom. Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”

  “Normally, I would allow some leeway for a submissive in training,” Preston said. “But since you seem curious about punishment and you just earned one, I’m going show you instead. Give me your hand, Lexis.”

  Lexis lifted a shaky hand toward Preston. He enfolded her smaller hand in his and helped her to her feet. “Jonah, Adam, I want you two to watch our little sub.”

  Adam was glad that Preston was including them when he could have left them kneeling on the floor. He loved Preston with everything in him, but sometimes his dominant partner could seem quite cold. Adam knew Preston loved him and Jonah as much as they loved him, but the other man sometimes had trouble showing his emotions.

  His cock twitched when Preston stopped at the padded sawhorse.

  “I want you to bend over with your breasts on either side of the pad and rest your arms on the lower cushions.” Lexis slowly lowered herself over the bench and rested her arms on the pads beneath. “Tie her up.” Preston nodded to him and Jonah.