Bound to be Taken (Emergence) (24 page)

“Please…Sir.” She giggled. The role was broken. But the desire was still there.

Chapter Fourteen

Aiden glanced at Dane. What was he up for?

Dane grinned. “I totally owe you…big time.”

“You do.” Aiden winked at his male lover over Stephanie. God, the man was sexy. He was rumpled from all the antics of the last hour, but Aiden thought he was even hotter that way. “After letting you take control of me and our woman for her first bondage and punishment, I believe you do owe me. How shall I collect?” He tapped his lips, teasing Dane.

“Stephanie,” Aiden continued without taking his gaze off the bronzed God, “have you ever watched two men have sex before?”

“Just the blowjob earlier.” She paused. “But I’d like to. Now is good. I don’t have any place pressing to be.”

Aiden sat up next to her and leaned over her body to take Dane’s face in both hands. He closed the space between their lips fast. Demanding entrance. He needed rough, fast, hot sex. He needed to get his cock into Dane’s ass urgently.

When they finally broke the tongue dance, Aiden grabbed Dane and pulled him by the shoulders. Thank God they were both already naked. He had no patience for clothes. This was going to be quick and rough.

Dane climbed over Stephanie and positioned himself beside her just as Aiden intended. They’d been together so long they could read each other’s eyes.

Aiden lunged for the drawer beside the bed, grabbed the lube and spun back around. He stared hard at Dane’s backside. Dane positioned himself in the usual sub stance, down. He had his head on the mattress and his ass lifted in the air, held up by his knees. Not that they were in a particular role right now, but Aiden was topping and Dane needed to comply at least.

Aiden needed entrance fast and he hoped Dane could take him without much preparation. His patience was spent.

A quick swipe of lube and he nudged Dane’s legs apart. He climbed between them and jammed a slick finger into Dane’s ass. No warning.

Dane grunted and pushed back. “More,” he muttered. “Fuck me. Now.”

Aiden glanced at Stephanie as she sat up next to them. She was so fucking gorgeous naked and sated. She still shivered, but he doubted it was from cold anymore.

“Take him, Aiden. I want to watch.” Her words gave him pause, but then he smiled and chuckled.

He pushed two fingers into Dane while he looked at her. “Sweetie, that’s called topping from the bottom. It’s a bit unconventional seeing as you aren’t even the one having sex right now, but still…”

“Topping from the bottom?” She narrowed her quizzical gaze.

Dane grunted and bucked into Aiden’s fingers.

“When the sub seems to assume control. You don’t really have any but it makes you feel powerful at the moment.” Aiden took his gaze off her dazed expression and looked back at Dane’s fine ass. “You ready for me, Dane?”

“Always.”

Aiden released his fingers from Dane’s ass with a pop and smeared a good-sized glob of lube on his cock. He stroked the length several times and let his eyes close partway. So good. Even his own hand felt good after all he’d seen tonight. As he stroked himself to complete stiffness, he thought about Stephanie’s hot writhing body beneath his hands.

“Now, Aiden. Take me, man.”

Aiden paused midstroke. He opened his eyes. “Oh, so now you’re
both
topping? How did this happen?” He chuckled, but he stuffed his hardened cock into Dane’s ass while he grunted.

When he was fully seated, he stopped. He stroked Dane’s back with his hands, his nails almost scoring the man because he knew how much Dane enjoyed the pressure. When he couldn’t stand it another second, he gripped Dane’s hips and pumped. “Not going to last, man.” His words came out on another grunt.

Stephanie angled closer until she was touching both of them with her leg and her arm. While Aiden slammed forward, she reached beneath Dane’s body and took his cock in her hand.

She glanced up at Aiden. “May I?”

“Please,” Aiden muttered.

He nearly left his body as he fucked Dane with everything he had. Hell, Dane had come twice already—three times if you counted the fitting room earlier. Aiden was due for a good hard fuck.

And he knew Dane loved having him in his ass as much as Aiden loved being there.
So tight.

Dane groaned. Stephanie pumped harder. Aiden watched her hand moving from the side.

It turned him on that she not only wasn’t repulsed by their bisexuality, but she had joined in. That was an excellent sign.

Oh God. He was done for. Closing his eyes, he held Dane firmly with his hands and pumped his come into Dane’s fine rear, filling the man with his seed, marking him. Again and again. It never got old. He continued slow thrusts in and out even after he was spent.

God, he loved Dane. Did he have room to add Stephanie to that love triangle? Could he love her as much as Dane so that their world would always be fair and complete?
Fuck yes.

The answer flooded him with emotion, and he leaned over to kiss Stephanie on the lips and then Dane on the back. He needed them both.
Please, God, do not let this woman walk away after Saturday. I don’t think I can take it.
But did she need more than either man was capable of giving her?

They all three collapsed in a heap, limbs all over the place tangled together.

“I didn’t finish,” Stephanie murmured. “Dane didn’t come yet.”

“Oh, babe,” Dane said, “I came so many times tonight I couldn’t, but your hand felt fucking fantastic working me while Aiden worked my ass. Trust me.”

Aiden closed his eyes. “So tired…” He shifted a bit when Dane stood and glanced at him. Aiden watched Dane hobble toward the adjoining bath as though he were injured.

Dane returned a minute later with two washcloths. He handed one to Aiden and spread Stephanie’s legs apart to wipe her sensitive skin. She flinched. “Sorry, babe. I know you’re sore. I just want you to be comfortable.” Dane tossed the cloth aside, dimmed the lights and lay down next to her opposite Aiden.

Aiden stroked her skin, up and down her stomach as she lay on her back, but not touching her anywhere sexual. She needed sleep. He sat for a second, tugged the comforter from the end of the bed and covered all three of them with it.

Just as he was drifting off, Stephanie moaned. “Hey,” she mumbled into his arm, “nobody has had sex with me.”

Aiden chuckled, his chest vibrating and shaking her dainty body. “Nope. You’re the sub.”

“The sub doesn’t get to have sex?” She opened one eye and glared at him suspiciously. “Ever?”

Now Aiden laughed. “That isn’t what I said. What I meant was, the sub doesn’t get to pick when or where. We do.”

“Ugh. You’re going to kill me.” She struggled to free herself from their clutches and flipped onto her stomach, burying her face in the pillow with a huff.

“Oh, honey. We are most assuredly not going to kill you. That would be a serious letdown. But we are going to drive you crazy with need. We have to save something to lure you into our web and give you good reason to decide to stay. If we give you the milk now, why would you bother with the cow?”

She giggled. “That sounds absurd. You butchered it.”

“Really?” he teased. God, he loved her.

“You have it backwards anyway. Twisted and backwards.”

“How’s that, hon? Are you calling me twisted and backwards?” Aiden stroked her back, her ass, her thighs, his hand bumping into Dane’s. He glanced at Dane and saw the wry smile on his lips.

“Don’t fuck with my mind. I’m too tired. But the woman is the cow. Not the man. You can’t turn that table around. It doesn’t even make sense. Only women can be milked. If she’s giving you her tit for free, why marry her?”

“Huh. I thought you milked me pretty damn well earlier. And furthermore, I’m not the one who needs convincing, so I’d say I’m the cow. Who’s asking who to marry whom now, sweetheart?”

She gasped.

“Go to sleep, Steph. You’re thinking too hard.” Aiden kissed her shoulder and relaxed into the pillow. His world was almost perfect. Now all he needed to do was help her straighten out her puns and all would be right.

“Between all the who, who’s and whoms you just rattled off, I have no idea what you even asked,” she hedged.

“Oh, I think you do. Go to sleep,” he commanded.

Chapter Fifteen

A high-pitched beeping yanked Stephanie from a deep sleep. She sat bolt upright. Fear leeched into her for a brief moment at the realization she was naked and surrounded by heat. In the dim light, she remembered. Holy shit. She’d slept with Aiden and Dane.

One long arm reached out to the bedside table and slapped the box making the excruciating noise. A long tanned arm. Dane. “What time is it?” he mumbled into the pillow. Only his arm had moved so far. Not one other muscle.

Stephanie glanced at the clock. Six fifteen. Who’d set the alarm?

Aiden chuckled, his early-morning voice low and gravelly. “Don’t mind Dane. He’s not a morning person,” he muttered against her hip where he’d leaned in to nibble her bare skin. “We don’t get up this early in our line of work. But I had the forethought to set the alarm in the middle of the night when I woke up. Figured you had to be somewhere and you usually do it early.”

Her chest swelled as she stared down at the ruffled blond head licking her thigh now. She jerked it back. “Stop that. I can’t think when you…”
Who am I kidding? I can’t think ever when I’m with you.

Aiden chuckled again and slapped her thigh. “Get in the shower. I’ll make coffee.” He pulled himself to standing and glanced back at her with one eyebrow raised. “You better move, girl. If I have to get up this early so you can get to work on time, I’ll tan your hide if you go back to sleep.”

She gasped as he turned and headed for the kitchen, naked, his bare ass delectably firm and tight as he left the room.
He’s kidding
, she told herself. But she did have to get moving. She needed to be in the office early to get everything done before the weekend. And after taking nearly half the day off yesterday, she was going to be behind before she even walked through the front door.

Stephanie padded to the bathroom. She’d been in it once before, the first day she met them. The day this whole crazy charade began. She stared at the tub where she’d let her legs cool in the water, the bench she’d sat on while Dane had spread the soothing ointment into her hot skin…where he’d first let his hand trail up her thigh and she’d felt the first twinges of need for the two men she’d just spent the night with.

Had that been just three days ago? Tuesday? Seemed like a hundred years.

Shaking herself from her musings, she used the toilet and then flipped on the shower and stepped into the tepid water. It would warm, but she didn’t mind the jolt of coolness first. She needed to wake up and rinse away the pensiveness.

She had work to do before tonight. A shiver shook her body as she considered briefly what tonight would hold. She knew the ropes now. She even knew the attire. But was she really prepared for the game?

She grabbed the body soap both men must share from the rack next to her. She inhaled the heady scent that she recognized from nuzzling their skin. It made her grin to think she was going to spread the gel on her own body and carry a bit of them, a reminder, throughout the day.

The smell of coffee wafted over the shower door and she glanced through the foggy glass to just make out Aiden leaning against the counter. “You gonna stay in there all day?” he teased.

She wished. It was peaceful in there. A sort of metaphorical shield of water protecting her from the outside, the unknown. If she could just stay behind the veil of the waterfall, she could pretend she didn’t have to pull her big-girl panties on and head for the office as though today were like any other day. She wouldn’t have to face the challenges tonight would throw at her that had her stomach knotting with a renewed sense of desire.

Because today was not like any other day. As much as she repeated the mantra in her head, she was not going to feel the same in the office as she had for the last three years of working there. She’d changed between two o’clock yesterday afternoon and this morning. For better or for worse, she was a different woman.

Would people be able to tell by looking at her? Hell, would she ever recover from this experience? Water sluiced down her head, her face, her chest. She gripped the cool tile wall with her palms, trying to calm her nerves. She wanted these men to own her. She loved the way it made her feel. They’d said they wanted her to stay, but she worried about how very deep she was sinking into this life. Would she lose herself?

She shivered when she considered all that had transpired last night. She’d accepted wholeheartedly that she was submissive and wanted to stay with Aiden and Dane. But now in the light of day she worried anyone under that level of pressure would have cracked. After all, they’d been torturing her with orgasm denial forever at the time. That alone could have clouded her perception. It had been as though she’d left her own body and floated around the room while having all those revelations about herself. Maybe none of it was real now that she wasn’t tied to the bed with a spreader bar holding her open and a vibrator pressing against her clit.