Surrounded [Running to Love 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (3 page)

“Open.” Alistair went back to the torment of her breast after every command, and Jackie had to fight not to reach up and hold his head to her to avoid any further interruptions. She spread her thighs and could smell her own sweet arousal wafting up from her aching sex, mingling with Ashley’s tart scent and Alistair’s musky one. Two hands met at her apex, and she could feel only the briefest hesitation before one separated her folds and the other pushed a finger deep inside her channel only to pull out and press in again. Her nipples were on fire, and she couldn’t stop from squeezing hard on that finger. She knew it was Alistair’s by the size of it, so it had to be Ashley giving him access. Jackie shivered at the realization of how formidable a team they were already becoming and was humbled by the fact that it was because of her, for her, when she really didn’t deserve it. She widened her thighs further and arched. Alistair instantly pulled out and released her breast with one final bite on the tip, nearly to the point of very real pain. He swiveled to sit and reach for the drawer of the nightstand. Ashley, too, took her mouth away but gently soothed the abused tips with a drift of her fingertips as they both watched Alistair pull restraints from the recesses of the drawer. Something tinkled onto the surface of the stand, and something else clunked. When he stood to loom over her, Jackie felt such a surge of excitement that she felt herself flush right up from her toes in an almost orgasmic flood of heat.

Ashley leaned away, although she laid her hand on Jackie’s abdomen as though to keep in contact and she felt grounded with the gentle touch. Alistair grasped each of her wrists without comment and tied them together above her head then knotted the restraints to the headboard. He then pulled a longer tie from beneath the mattress and placed it across her hips. Jackie saw Ashley watching with interest, and then she reached to pull the strap tight to assist Alistair. She smiled down at Jackie lovingly.

“Trussed up like a Christmas turkey waiting to be stuffed.”

“Hey!” Jackie didn’t find the analogy romantic, although the stuffing part had certain appeal.

“She tends to want to direct the action,” Alistair said quietly. “She tends to forget who’s in charge.”

Jackie locked eyes with Ashley, who again smiled, but this time with anticipation and no little heat as she pulled the rest of her clothes off. “She does that, ’Stair. Perhaps it’s time she learned, once and for all, who calls the shots.”

“But I didn’t…” Jackie tried to protest but immediately subsided when Alistair looked at her. With just that one look, he established her obedience.

“
We
give you your orgasms, Jackie. You were reaching for one earlier. I think it’s time we tested your control.”

Her pussy flooded at the erotic intent in his words even as she quailed. He’d taught her edge play, and she and Ashley would sometimes take one another up and then back off, over and over until the orgasms were spectacular, all the better for waiting. But with the two of them…well, she had her safe word. And then Alistair was sucking her nipples into sharp points and slipping the clamps on to screw them tight. Jackie breathed through the hit of pain and let it center itself in her pussy. When he attached a chain to either clamp and they each tugged an end, she didn’t know if she would be able to stand it. Ashley lounged negligently beside her, but her now-naked, casual stance was belied by her taut nipples and the moisture at her thighs. Her lover leaned over and dropped a kiss on her lips, licking over the seam, seeking entrance. Jackie closed her eyes and opened her mouth and kissed back and lost track of Alistair. She then felt his weight on the foot of the bed, and her legs were lifted and bent, one after the other, the heels pressed up against the outside of her buttocks and her knees spread wide.

“You have a beautiful pussy, Jackie. We never got around to shaving you. I thought I would miss your blonde curls, but I don’t.” She could feel his breath on her slit even as she processed his words. They weren’t supposed to talk about the past. That was part of the agreement. She began to stiffen, but his mouth descended upon her folds and she forgot she had an issue.

Ashley released her lips and slid a pillow under her head so they could both watch Alistair eat at her. Ash wound her fingers through her hair and stroked her scalp with her fingertips, and Jackie nearly groaned at the surfeit of attention. ’Stair’s long fingers held her wide as he licked her from taint to clit and then flickered that talented tongue into every little crevice before lancing it into her opening. Jackie moaned against the sensuous assault. She couldn’t move her hips, couldn’t lift into him, couldn’t keep him in place. His hands kept her thighs splayed and immobilized. When he turned his attention to her clit, lashing it with his tongue and then sucking it with little, unpredictable motions, she began to pant.

“Don’t come.”

She couldn’t hold back. She leaned into Ashley for support and whimpered, the begging sounds slipping past her lips like the cream from her cunt.

“You can do this, sweetheart. Wait for it.” Ash encouraged her even as Alistair pinched her clit between his teeth, the sudden sharp pain pulling her back from the brink. He licked down to her anus and turned his attention to the little puckered star. It remained an untried part of her. He hadn’t had enough time to prepare her before, and it appeared he hadn’t forgotten, although he wouldn’t know that no one had used her there. Unless Ash had told him. Jackie forced herself to relax into the stimulation, even as Ashley slid her other hand down to her folds to unerringly find her clit. The restraint held against her body’s immediate need to bow, and she sucked in a great gulp of air in preparation to fall off the cliff. And they stopped.

“Please. Please.”

“Please, what, Jackie?” Something else pressed against her anus, and she gasped. Even as she tried to tell them what she needed, it slipped up to slide through her cream and back down, nature’s lubricant easing the way. Jackie felt the unyielding object push inside, and she moaned against the burn. She strained against her binds and opened her mouth to ask for it to be taken out. She didn’t think she liked it. It was twirled and inserted further until a darker feeling bloomed within, and Jackie pushed back against it.

“I need to come! Please. Don’t leave me on the edge. Don’t.”

“We know, sweetheart. Deep breaths now.”

Jackie sucked air again as an enormous toy was nearly shoved up her pussy. Between the little thing in her ass and the big one in her front channel, she thought she might burst. Ash read her mind.

“Stuffed full, sweetheart.”

The toy was pulled out and pushed back in, out, in, the beaded surface stretching and prickling the walls of her vagina. Ashley fucked her vigorously but within her limits, knowing her body so well, and Jackie reveled in it. The nipple clamps were tugged and nearly pulled her mind off the shafting when her ass began to hum, sort of, and seemed to heat, and she wanted to scream and beg yet tried to wait. They would know the best time, if only she could just hang on. Her eyes glued themselves shut in concentration. A fingertip circled her clit as the pressure built deep within and a fingernail scraped the needy surface, and the nipple clamps were released simultaneously, the shard of pain mixing with the stretching of her cunt.

“Come.” Two voices, different in timbre, but both raspy with lust. Jackie went over and gave voice to it, clenching mindlessly, nearly screaming her release. Two sets of hands gently petted her, lowering her legs to stroke and rub the long muscles. Someone kissed her nipples, first one then the other, drifting a soothing tongue over them. Ashley. Jackie shook and quivered. Alistair and Ashley again stretched out beside her and whispered comforting, nonsensical things. After a time, the sex toys were removed, and she recognized Ashley’s special touch as a warm cloth cleaned her and an even softer one dried her. Alistair released her restraints and massaged those aching muscles, too. Life was freaking amazing, and the night was still young.

Alistair had eyes only for Jackie as she rested from what had obviously been a spectacular climax, but he forced himself to look up at Ash. The other woman raised her eyes to meet his, although her fingers continued to sooth Jackie’s soft skin. She smiled at him, a conspirator’s smile, and Alistair felt himself
grinning
back, years of what he could now accept as grief and loss, bitterness, falling away. It was almost like he was shedding his skin, being reborn somehow. He felt absurdly grateful to this competent cop, his new partner. There was no need for words, although they’d be communicating a lot in the future. Jackie needed a firm hand, and it would probably take both of them to apply it. He already knew she must challenge Ashley on a regular basis, and he was honored to assist with her guidance and discipline.

His cock ached for release, and he assumed that Ashley, too, required it. But they both knew this first time was about Jackie, overwhelming her with passion, proving they could work well together to bring her the best pleasure while laying to rest the demons of the past. One particular demon had woken within him, and Ashley raised an eyebrow as his body language changed. An expression of understanding cloaked her face. She slipped off the bed, and he tracked her slender form as she went to the wall that held the implements of punishment. She’d read him correctly. She took down a cane and looked at him. He gave his head a small shake, and she put it back, next choosing a paddle covered in leather. That appealed, and he nodded. He pinched one of Jackie’s nipples, and she shot up to a sitting position, instantly awake.

“Oow! What was that for?”

“Up. Put your clothes on the table against the wall. Get over the bench.”

He gave her a stern look as she stared at him for a moment, wide-eyed, and then cast a glance at Ashley. Ash gave nothing away, just stood there looking implacable, casually holding the implement of her punishment. Jackie scrambled off the bed and did his bidding. He admired her heart-shaped ass and shapely legs even as he wondered how soon he could take that bottom hole. Ash had told him Jackie was untried when they’d discussed their interests and limits, and he had been obsessing on it. He took his time, walking slowly past Jackie as she placed herself over the bench, her breasts dropping into the specially designed cutouts, her disheveled hair catching the rays of the spotlight positioned directly above her. She let her arms dangle, and he studied the line of her spine from her shoulders to the swell of her buttocks. His cock surged, and Ashley was staring at her woman, their woman, clearly aroused, her eyes narrowed and intent on Jackie’s pussy, displayed between her widely spread legs.

He stopped beside her, her cheek pillowed on the supple leather, and idly stroked his cock. Her eyes followed his movements, and he pulled his thoughts away from fucking her face, bending instead to secure her hands to the forward legs of the bench and then her ankles to the back ones. He swept his hand down the center of her back and over her lifted and spread ass and rejoiced as she lifted into his caress. He looked at Ashley, and her shoulders lifted infinitesimally, her small breasts bobbing slightly in concert. She was clearly ceding control, at least tonight, as planned. He decided and went back to the nightstand to grab a small butt plug, still in its package, and forced himself to again take his time in opening it just out of Jackie’s range of vision, crinkling and bending the packaging to tease her without allowing her to know what he was doing. He then went to wash it and lingered in the bathroom, fully aware that her anxiety would be ramping up. He wondered if Ashley would soothe her or let her suffer.

Ash was still in the same place when he returned, casually swinging the paddle, occasionally tapping it against her thigh. Jackie visibly flinched each time the sound of flesh being smacked echoed in the room. His cock wept, and he could wait no longer. He grabbed the lube and strode behind her, snapping it open as he did so, and then poured a healthy amount at the top of her butt crack, watching it trickle down to where he planned to rub it in. Jackie tensed, and he made no attempt to ease her nervousness. Ashley strolled over and set the paddle down in the middle of Jackie’s flinching back, reaching to hold her buttocks apart for him. The intimacy of the act had him leaning to press a kiss on Ash’s cheek, and she fluttered her eyes shut as they simply convened over Jackie’s recumbent form. It would probably look quite bizarre to an onlooker, a beautiful woman bound and spread before an equally lovely woman and a naked, aroused old Dom. Alistair smiled ruefully at his inane thoughts, and his lips lifted away from Ashley’s face.

Ashley watched intently as he rubbed tiny circles on Jackie’s sweet little puckered opening and then pressed gently against it. Jackie flinched and hitched away so Alistair slapped her hip in warning.

“Stay still, or something less comfortable will be going in here.” He had some ginger in his quarters, and wasn’t above using it tonight. He was certainly going to use it in the future to train her not to clench. She stilled instantly, and he worked a finger in to the second knuckle and then halted his progress until she adjusted to it. He then slid it in and almost out, over and over until she was accepting it as easily as she had the slender wand they’d used on her earlier, and then added another finger. She whimpered, and Ashley leaned over to run her tongue over the buttock closest to her. Jackie shivered, and Alistair took advantage of the distraction to pull out and replace his fingers with the plug.

“Oh, god, it’s too big. I can’t.” Jackie’s breathless voice didn’t stop him from seating it as deep as it would go, the flange on the end fitting snugly against her anal ring. And she didn’t use her safe word.

“It’s not as big as his cock, sweetheart, or the strap-on I’m going to buy.” Ashley’s voice was brimming with exuberance, and Jackie snapped at her, striving to lift her head and look in her direction.

“You’re letting him influence you. I’m not sure I like it.”