Passion's Fury (The Doms of Passion Lake Book 2) (16 page)

His penis is pierced!

The piercing was a thick, stainless steel, curved barbell that entered through the tip of his flared cock head beside the urethral opening, and exited through the trench separating the head from the shaft.  The two ends were capped by stainless steel balls.

“Oh, my God,” she whispered, her voice muffled by her hands still covering her mouth.  “I’ve never—that looks—did it hurt?”

“Like a son-of-a-bitch,” Caleb grinned.  ‘But if it increases your pleasure, then it was totally worth it.”  He put his hand beneath his cock and waggled it up and down in a lascivious gesture.  “Like what you see, sugar?”

She just nodded, still staring at it, mesmerized by the sight of that shiny steel ring.  And by the fact that Caleb’s cock was really, really thick.  His skin was a deep, mottled purple, except for the shiny head, which was red and almost angry looking.

“Good.  Because it’s going to be inside you very soon.”  He lifted his glance to Simon, evidently a signal, because Simon curled his upper body forward, a move which also curved Kylie forward.  He slid his hands beneath her knees, lifting them up and out, opening her up to Ash’s rapt gaze as he knelt at the foot of the bed, waiting for just this move.

“It’s not going to fit,” she gasped, biting her lip.  “None of them are going to fit.”

Caleb just smiled.  “I promise they will.”

“Put your hands back on the headboard, darlin’,” Simon ordered, his mouth against her neck, his tongue busy licking the faint bite mark he’d left earlier.

She complied.  “Sorry I let go earlier.”

“I know you are, darlin’.  There will, however, be consequences.”

“
What?
”  She would have jerked around to look at him, but his hands gripping her breasts kept her firmly in place.  “What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about the first duty of a submissive.”

Oh, crap. 
She bit her lip.

“And that would be…”he prompted when she failed to respond.

“Um, to obey?”

“Exactly.  And did you?”

She swallowed.  Hard.  “I forgot.”

“You have earned a punishment,” Simon informed her.  “And you can rest assured that we will not forget.  There is nothing wrong with
our
memories.”

Holy shit.

Caleb watched her closely as the knowledge that she was about to be punished crept across her face.  His heart stuttered.  He loved that look on a sub’s face. Anxiety mixed with equal amounts of anticipation.  Kylie Ferrell might have lingering doubts, but he had none.  She was a true submissive and he could hardly wait to watch her grow and blossom under their loving discipline.  The slow, measured rhythm of his hand up and down his cock matched the rhythm of Ash’s hand up and down his own.  “Ash will be the first to take you.  Then Simon, then me.  I will go last because I’ll need the extra lubrication they leave behind.  In case you haven’t noticed, I’m just a little bit bigger than they are.”

“Trust me.  I noticed.”

Ash rose up on his knees and shuffled forward, still gripping his cock in one hand.  He stopped mere inches in front of her and lowered it toward her slit, touching the flared head to her wet skin, sliding it up and down, coating himself in her slick syrup.  She watched, lids drooping, fascinated by the lascivious sight.  He took his time, using both his cock and his fingers to prepare her, to build her arousal until she was writhing and trembling, right on the cusp of what was going to be an explosive climax.  Then, when he had her hovering on the brink, he withdrew his touch.

“Oh, God!  No!  Please, please.”  Kylie’s wail was pure frustration as her entire body shuddered with her receding orgasm.  “Please let me come,” she moaned, bucking her hips upward, seeking Ash’s touch—anybody’s touch.

Ash chuckled.  “Oh, baby, you’re gonna come all right.  But not until I get inside you.”  He leaned forward, putting his hands on either side of her waist, walking them up the mattress until he was looming over her, looking down at her like he wanted to devour her.  He bent his head and kissed her.  “I am gonna fuck you, baby.”  Another kiss.  “I am going to put my cock”—kiss—“inside that sweet”—kiss—“juicy”—kiss—“cunt and I am going to fuck you.”  Kiss.  “And you’re gonna come so”—kiss—“damn”—kiss—“hard.”  Lifting his head a fraction of an inch, he held her gaze captive until she felt like she was drowning in the fathomless depths of his eyes. 

“Ash…” It was a whisper, wrenched from the depths of her throat.

“Do you want that, my love?  Do you want my cock?”

Her eyes darkened.  “Yes, Ash, please.”

“Tell me.  Tell me how much you want my cock.  How much you want it fucking you.”

She couldn’t speak through the tears thickening her throat.  The words were so dirty.  So raw.  Yet they reached inside her, probing deeper and deeper into her soul, seeking out her most secret hungers and needs.  Needs that, if she were honest with herself, had always been there, hidden deep inside her, unacknowledged, unexplored, unrecognized.  All she had to do was to accept their existence.  To claim them as part of who and what she was.  To allow these three men to free her from everything that was holding her back.

“Yesss.”  It was a hiss at the end of a long, exhaled breath.  “I do want that.  I want your cock inside me, fucking me.”  She looked up at him, her tear-filled eyes pleading, dark with lust.  “Please fuck me, Ash.  Then I want Simon to fuck me.  Then Caleb.”

“You belong to us.”

“Yes.”

“Say it, Kylie.”

“I belong to you, Ash.  To you and Simon and Caleb.”

Something twisted inside his chest. 
Christ,
he loved this woman.  She was the one for them, all right.  The one they had been waiting for all their lives.  How that could be possible after knowing her for less than a day, he had no idea.  He looked up to see Simon staring at him over Kylie’s shoulder.  Turned his head to meet Caleb’s gaze as well.

Simon placed his mouth against Kylie’s ear.  “You’re mine,” he whispered.

“Yes, Simon, I’m yours.”

Caleb bent at the waist and placed his hands flat on the mattress, leaning forward until his face was mere inches in front of hers.  “And mine.”

She gulped as her eyes lifted to meet his, tumbling into their swirling depths. 
Caleb.  Simon.  Ash
.  Her warriors.  Her untamed, primitive savages.  “Yes, Caleb, I’m yours.”

All three men closed their eyes, swallowing their groans.  The power of those simple words ravished their hearts like nothing ever had in their entire lives.  They had found their woman.  Their lifetime sub.

Ash grabbed his cock with his right hand and guided it to the opening of her vagina, slowly penetrating her just as far as the trench at the base of his flared cock head.  She let out a gasp at the burning sensation in her tissues as they stretched to accommodate his girth.

Simon took his hands from beneath her knees and looped his arms around her thighs to give her the additional support she was going to need to withstand not only Ash’s entry, but also the force of his thrusts and the cataclysm of her own climax when he delivered it to her.

Kylie’s eyes closed and the breath shuddered from her lungs.  She was so close…
so close
.

As Ash flexed his hips and began to push into her, she compressed her lips between her teeth, arching her back against Simon’s chest and letting out a low moan.  A moan that was echoed by all three of her men as they watched Ash’s cock slowly disappear into Kylie’s sheath. 
God,
he was so
big
, stretching her, filling her full…
so full
. 
Oh, my God.  “Ash!”

It was a cry ripped from her throat and it ravished his heart.  He was about to lose his control and come before he was even all the way inside her.  It took every bit of effort he was capable of, but he managed to pause, giving her body a chance to adjust to his girth.  He could feel the deep, liquid pull of her muscles as they rippled and flexed around him, nearly pulling him over the edge.  He withdrew slightly, waiting until her hips lifted, unconsciously seeking his full penetration. This time it was a low, guttural groan that ripped from her throat as he sank into her another inch.  “
Jesus,
Kylie, you’re so goddamn tight!”

“You gonna need some lube?” Caleb asked, watching his progress closely.

“Nah, we’re good.  She’s plenty slippery, just really, really tight.”  Ash pulled back out and penetrated an inch at a time until his balls tapped against her ass.  He fell forward, placing his hands on either side of her waist where she lay back against Simon.  Still on his knees, Ash held himself against her, pressing his hips into the cradle of her thighs.

The entire room seemed to let out a sigh as Ash pressed his forehead against Kylie’s.  Both of them struggled to catch their breath.  “
Jesus,
baby, you’re squeezin’ me so good.  I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She just moaned and shook her head.

“You’re grippin’ me like a fist. 
Christ! 
I’m so fuckin’ close I’m afraid to move.”

“Please move, Ash.  I need this, more than you’ll ever know.  I need you to move inside me.  I need you to fuck me.  Now.  Right now!”

Pupils so dilated his eyes appeared black, Ash raised his head and claimed her mouth in a kiss that was at once gentle and savage with need.  At the same time he pulled his hips back, withdrawing from her in a slow, smooth glide.  After a slight pause, he pushed back inside her with a little more force, making her inhale on a sharp suck of air.  “Touch me, baby,” he begged.

She lifted her hands to his muscular chest, rubbing her palms across his nipples, manipulating the gold ring.

Jesus! 
Face tight with lust, he closed his eyes.  He began to drive his cock in and out of her with increasing speed and force.

She latched onto Ash’s nipple ring, tugging it slightly, he sucked a hissing breath between his teeth.  At the same time, Simon grabbed both of her nipples and squeezed them between his thumbs and forefingers, twisting, tugging, tightening, tormenting and all of a sudden, Kylie was
there,
on the verge of an orgasm that threatened to destroy her.  Caleb threaded his fingers through her hair and tightened his grip, making her scalp tingle.  He turned her head toward him, pinioning her with his gaze, watching the need flaring in her eyes as the spiral in her core tightened almost beyond endurance.  Her back arched, her hips bucked, she sucked all the available air into her lungs and held it for what seemed like forever.  But it wasn’t until Caleb said, “Come, Kylie.  Come now,” that the coil snapped, shattering her into a million pieces.  She let out a scream as she exploded with the force of a volcanic eruption.

Ash’s entire body went rigid, his face a taut mask, the tendons in his neck standing out like iron rods as he detonated inside her.  His own cries were ragged as he ground his pelvis against hers, prolonging their pleasure, his cock blasting thick, ropy bursts of hot cum against her womb until he was spent.  Using the last of his strength, fighting his body’s instinct to just collapse on top of her in a satiated heap, he lifted himself off and rolled to the side.

Lifting her up by putting his hands under her arms, Simon eased himself out from beneath her.  Kylie just toppled backward onto the mattress in a boneless heap, as aftershocks continued to roll through her.  Ash rolled off the bed to stand on the left side of it, staggering slightly before turning and grasping Kylie’s right ankle.  Caleb grabbed her left ankle, spreading her wide while Simon prowled across the bed toward her, his cock red and angry and looking like a rocket ready to blast off. He settled between her legs aiming his cock like a missile, straight at her entrance.  With a heavy sigh he slid into her heat and wetness, pleased that it took him less time and effort to achieve full penetration than it had taken Ash.  Good.  That meant less discomfort for Kylie.  And more pleasure.  Simon was all about pleasure.  He looked down at her, his heart so filled with love, he feared he would say it out loud, and she
definitely
wasn’t ready for
that. 
“You okay, darlin’?”

Her eyes glittered with lust.  “Yes.  Please hurry.  I need to come.”

He withdrew in one smooth glide, then pushed back in slowly, steadily, until he hilted. With a groan he dropped to his elbows on either side of her shoulders.  His eyes closed on a look of pained ecstasy.  “Christ, darlin’, I thought I was gonna come just watchin’ Ash fuck you.  That was so goddamn hot!  But now it’s my turn and I’m so close, I’m not gonna last long.”

“I’m not either,” she confessed, her lids drooping even as she tried to look up at him.  “Please hurry, Simon.  I need another one.”

Without another word, Simon began thrusting, slowly at first, gradually building speed until he was driving in and out of her sheath like a piston.  Kylie’s hips came up to meet each thrust and within minutes they were both crying out as pleasure clobbered them, thundering through them like an avalanche sweeping down a mountainside.

Even before the spasms had stopped shuddering through her body, Simon pulled out and Caleb was between her knees.  Thrusting his hands beneath her buttocks, he held her hips suspended in his powerful arms.  He held himself still as he notched the head of his cock just inside her opening and pulled her forward, penetrating her slowly, making her cry out as he rocked his piercing back and forth across her G-spot, sending yet another, unexpected orgasm rippling through her, tearing yet another guttural cry from her throat.  By now she was sobbing, tears running down the sides of her face, settling in her ears.