She withdrew Daniel’s cock from his pants then slid her hands up and down his stiff length. Grant watched her movements, her soft palm enveloping Danny’s cock. The tightness in his pants increased until it was almost painful.
She ran her tongue along the base of Danny’s dick, playfully flicking across the head. Daniel let out a groan, holding onto her shoulders. Grant swatted her ass again, a warning to get moving and stop playing around. She only smiled, casting a glance over her shoulder as she licked his brother’s cock from tip to root.
Damn, his pet loved to play. He’d missed this. Her pushing him, until he had to take her, spank her, just to show her who was boss.
He smacked her again and she let out a little yelp. He knew he hadn’t hurt her. He hadn’t hit her nearly hard enough. The sound was more pleasure than pain. With one more deep breath, Kate sucked in the head of Danny’s cock, slowly encasing him in her mouth. Danny let out a deep groan as she moved down his dick. He cupped her head, helping to direct her movements.
Grant understood how he felt and his cock thickened as he watched them together.
Damn
. Kate looked so fucking fantastic with her lips wrapped around a cock. She had a mouth made for sucking and, with some coaching, she’d learned exactly how to use it. But until now, he’d never been able to see her talents from this perspective. As the one always receiving the attention of that talented tongue, he’d been too preoccupied to appreciate the sight of her lips clamped over his own cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked him.
The more he stared at her down on her knees, following his commands, the harder he got. He never would have thought that watching his sub with another man would turn him on so much. A vicious craving roared to life inside him, the demand to dominate her, as well as fuck her until she screamed, and nothing and nobody would keep him from his pet. He had to see more of her, to give her what they both desired.
Grant grasped the collar of her jacket. He peeled the coat from her shoulders and tossed it aside with as little care as if he were throwing a bale of hay. He flipped up the edge of the satiny nightgown to reveal smooth, soft skin. Naked and taunting him.
“No underwear?”
“We were in a rush.” Danny smiled over at him, his head thrown back, a serene look on his face.
Grant was almost jealous of him. Almost. Her mouth was damn good, especially when she had the proper motivation, but it was nothing compared to how hot and wet her pussy got after a nice spanking.
Grant pushed the satin nightgown back to the tips of her shoulder blades. He slid his hands down her back, gripping the round mounds of her ass. God, he loved her ass. Plump and soft. It was big enough to squeeze and amazing to fuck. He’d never understand why women worked themselves to death to shrink their asses. A bigger ass was so much more fun to play with.
The pinkness from last night had disappeared, which only made him want to turn her ass red all over again. He massaged her skin, loving the feel of her in his hands, soft and supple and ready for more. A small cry leaked from her lips, muffled by his brother’s cock.
“You have such a beautiful ass, baby.” Grant stabbed his fingers tighter into the muscles, digging in deep enough that he might cause her slight pain, but only enough to have her feeling really good. She pushed into each of his touches, thrusting her hips into his hands. “I can’t wait to mark it.” Grant’s words were huskier and more demanding than he’d intended.
At his words, a quiver raced through her muscles. Her pussy gleamed, giving evidence of how wet she already was. And he planned to get her a lot wetter before this was over. A moan escaped his brother, and Grant smiled.
Wonder what their little sub did to him to make him groan like that?
He had a few ideas on how to do the same to her—starting with some old favorites.
He stood, staring over at the picture his sub and brother made. He wanted to join them. They’d create the perfect sandwich with him taking up the rear. But first, he had to get her good and ready.
He walked over to his workbench and picked up a length of rope, and one of the whips used on the horses. He knew just what his pet needed. And he’d give it to her.
From the corner of his eye, he spied a shiny, silver sleigh bell that had fallen off one of the harnesses. He picked up the little trinket, an idea springing to mind.
Straw crunched beneath his boots as he returned to her, his gut churning. He tensed his fingers around the rough rope—he needed this as much as she did. The feel of the line in his hand grounded him, allowing him to find his control.
He stepped to her head, pushing her farther into Danny’s thighs. She leaned against his brother, taking in deep breaths.
“Hold onto her,” Grant ordered Danny. “She needs the support.”
In the dungeons back in Dallas, he’d tied Kate to St. Andrew’s crosses and spanking benches, giving her the support she required while he whipped her to orgasm. But here he didn’t have those devices. She had to have Danny in her life. She needed his support, his care, his gentleness.
As much as he might have fought against it before, he could see that she needed them both. It may not have been exactly what he’d dreamed of, but he couldn’t deny the evidence right in front of him. If he were being honest with himself, even when it had been just the two of them, there had always been something missing. Maybe that something had always been Danny.
He pulled her hands back. Next, he tied the rough rope around her wrists. She squirmed beneath his hold. Twisting her hands, she tugged on the knots he made. Grant smiled to himself. She always tested his ties, every time, even though she knew he always tied her tight enough that she couldn’t escape. She just had to know. She had to feel for herself how tight his knots were. To know that she couldn’t get out no matter how hard she tried.
“Since you can’t say your safe word with that hot little mouth full of cock”—he winked up at his brother, who just stared back at him in shock—“I’ve devised another plan.” He pushed the bell into her hand.
She wrapped her hand tightly around the shiny silver bell.
“If you need me to stop for any reason”—he smoothed his hand down her side, sliding over her soft skin. Her muscles fluttered beneath his touch—“shake this bell and I’ll stop.” He leaned in closer, his mouth next to her ear, her hair tickling his lips. “But unless you ring that bell, you’re mine to do with as I please.”
Grant stepped back, watching her clasp the metal so hard he didn’t think the bell could move, let alone ring. Good. He didn’t want there to be any doubt in her mind about what would happen next.
He smoothed his hands across her lower back, guiding his fingers over each vertebra, across the sensitive dips below her spine to her full, round cheeks. A shiver rippled up her skin. Her breathing picked up speed.
She knew what came next, and she was ready for it. He clasped her round cheeks in his hands, massaging them until she released a small purr of satisfaction. He almost sobbed himself at the sensation of her firm skin in his hands, her muscles pliant. She relaxed beneath his fingers.
The trust she had in him was apparent in each breath she took. Trust that he would take care of her. That he would give her what she desired. No matter how dark, how edgy, how scary. And that he would bring her back from that brink, safe and sound.
“Hold on, baby.” He pulled the whip back, letting it slice through the air. A thin red line appeared vertically down her left thigh, right where he’d intended it.
She screamed and moaned around Danny’s cock. His brother sucked in a deep breath, and Grant grinned. He knew well how the moans of a sub around your cock could set a man’s balls on fire. The vibration would be shooting through Danny’s whole body as she used her clever tongue to lick him to paradise.
“What are you doing, dude? You’re hurting her,” Danny yelled.
Grant looked up in surprise. All pleasure and desire fled from his brother’s face, his body tense, as if he were ready to jump up to defend Kate, even with her mouth locked around him.
Grant only smiled. His brother really didn’t know anything about what Kate hankered for. “Only a little bit. But believe me, she’ll be happy for it by the end.”
His brother looked uncertain and Grant almost laughed. Danny really didn’t know much about the lifestyle. If they both didn’t look so similar, he’d think they’d never met. Well, there was no better time to start a crash course than now.
“This will be your first lesson in domination. You have to trust your sub to know her own limits. She can shake that sleigh bell any time she’s had enough, but I don’t think she wants to. Do you, pet?”
Grant smoothed his hand down her thigh, running the pad of his thumb along the thin red line where the whip had made contact with her skin. She gasped, shaking her head. She thrust her hips back toward his fingers. Her acceptance couldn’t have been more compliant if she’d been screaming out directions.
“Kate enjoys a little pain with her pleasure. And I trust her to say she’s had enough.” He pulled back, widening his stance as he tightened his hold around the whip handle. “But until she says stop, she’s mine to command.” He snapped the whip in the air. The leather licked across her skin, transecting the previous slash. “Mine to command,” he repeated and cracked the whip again, creating another red line along her thigh. “Mine to punish and pleasure.”
She whimpered and cried. A telltale glistening seeped from her pussy. A red, puffy F stood out across her thigh. Grant’s chest expanded at the sight.
All mine
. He smoothed his fingers over the red slashes and she groaned, a shiver twitching up her legs.
God, she was amazing. Taking everything he demanded, thriving on it and begging for more. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen anything sexier than her body with his mark across her thigh.
Their mark
. She wasn’t just his anymore. She was theirs. She belonged to them both. And they both belonged to her.
“Are you ready for more, pet?” Grant growled into her ear, licking a drop of sweat from her throat.
She nodded enthusiastically even as Danny tightened his fingers in her hair, pulling her closer. He thrust his hips in time with her movements, fucking his dick farther down her throat. The moans and wet sucking sounds her mouth made around his cock became the most erotic symphony Grant had ever heard.
His cock hardened to lead with the combination of sounds and sights before him. Unable to stand the torture any longer, Grant dropped his hands to his pants. He almost ripped apart the fly of his jeans as he fought to pull them down and free his aching cock. He groaned when his pants finally gave way and fell to his ankles. The relief running up his dick at its release from the tight confines almost made him dizzy.
It had been a necessary pain to get her this far, to push her this high, before he fucked her senseless. But there was a moment there when he had worried his dick might go numb from the lack of circulation.
He kneeled on the blanket behind her, loving the warmth of her pink ass against his stomach. Her body was so plush and soft against his. Perfect. Just like a woman should be.
“You’re ours.” He looked up at his brother as he grunted the words, making sure he heard them too. “Forever.”
She didn’t argue—not that she could with Danny’s dick down her throat—but she shivered. The gleam of wetness coating her pussy, showing how ready she was, called to him and Grant’s dick definitely took notice.
Kate’s muscles trembled beneath his touch, her body shaking, and he understood the feeling. He was trembling too. Even if he wasn’t on the outside, he definitely was on the inside. To think he’d almost wasted this. He’d almost thrown it all away on pride. He’d been an idiot.
Well, there was no better time to start making up for it.
He slid his dick into her pussy, moving slowly but insistently through her engorged flesh. He groaned, the tight clasp of her cunt around his cock threatening to overwhelm every other sensation in his body. Damn, how had he lived a whole year without this? The other girls in town he’d flirted with had nothing on Kate. How he had ever thought he could live without her—not just her submission, but her—he’d never understand.
Fully inside her, he waited, letting her adjust to his cock. He slid his hands around her body, cupping her breasts in his palms. He twisted her pert nipples between his fingers. She gasped and her pussy clamped down on him.
“Oh, fuck,” his brother hollered.
Grant could only imagine what his pet was doing to his brother. Women had a way of clenching down on men when they were pleasured. If how Kate’s cunt clutched him was any indication, Danny wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
His brother tangled his fingers in her hair, drawing her toward him. Grant smiled as Kate went willingly. She always had been a desperate little thing. She looked so prim and proper on the outside, but underneath she was all hellcat. He’d spent many a night quenching all her hungers. It had been a tough job, but now that there were two of them, they stood a much better chance of making her beg. Just the idea had Grant’s balls screaming.
Danny thrust his hips up, driving his cock farther down Kate’s throat, and she moaned in appreciation. Kate liked a firm hand, to be fucked hard and fast and to not be given a choice. Clearly his brother had a little of that in him. Definitely more than Grant had given him credit for. That would help.
Grant growled, pushing deeper into Kate. He dug his fingers into her hips as he fucked her hard. He matched his rhythm to his brother’s. When Danny pushed himself down her throat, Grant would thrust in, forcing himself deep into her pussy, making sure Kate felt doubly fucked, doubly penetrated, doubly owned.
Kate’s body clenched down as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Her body flushed, her eyes brightened, her mouth parted and her lips swollen. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Always had been. And now he’d have years to enjoy her. Her quiet smiles, her sweet words, and the whimpers and moans she made as she came.
It was all too much for Danny. It took a strong man to remain in control while a woman clamped down on him, sucking him dry. The way Kate’s body clamped, tightening around him, Grant was close himself.