Dominating Their Virgin Sub (5 page)

His muscles tightened and he worked himself
faster. He could have easily had her suck him to completion, or have her hand
doing this job, but the visual of her touching herself was an aphrodisiac all on
its own. “Let go, sub.” As if she had been waiting for those three little words
she arched her back, tilted her head back, and cried out her orgasm. Her legs
shook and her hips moved against her hand, as if she couldn’t get enough. His
balls tightened as his orgasm rushed through the heavy weight, through his
length, and sprayed over her bared cunt. He coated the delicate folds of her
slit with his seed until the white thickness of it slid down the crease of her
ass and dripped to the mattress. She sagged and her hand fell beside her.

“Thank you, Master.” The words were nothing
more than a breathy whisper, but he found himself smiling all the same. When
was the last time he had actually smiled? Nikolas shook his head to rid himself
of the thoughts. She rose up and took hold of the root of his cock. She leaned
forward and ran her tongue along the bulbous head. He watched in rising
pleasure as she licked him clean. She lapped up every drop of his cum and had him
growing hard once more.
 
If he didn’t
stop now there would be no guarantees he wouldn’t claim her tonight. When she was
finished cleaning him off he gently laid her back on the bed. A contented sigh
left her. Using his forefinger to spread his seed along her pussy, he watched
her reaction. Her eyes were closed and her lips parted. He pushed his cum
inside of her, feeling a sense of possessiveness wash through him. Having a
small part of him in her body for right now would have to do, but he was going
to claim this sub, mark her and show her what it meant to call him Master.

Chapter Four

Griffin stared at Nikolas from across the
table. There was a smug smile on his brother’s face as he stared at Maylene.
She ate in silence but her attention was on the gardens in front of them. The
blush on her face didn’t go unnoticed by him, and the realization that his twin
sampled her last night wreaked havoc within him.

“Princess?” She looked up at him and the
small smile she graced him with would have sent him stumbling back if he hadn’t
been sitting. It was just a small tilt of her lips, but the force of it wrapped
around him like a second skin. “Would you like one of the servants to show you
the butterfly pavilion?” The way her eyes lit up was response enough. He
couldn’t help but smile in return and motioned for Mary, one of the older cooks,
to come forward. He would have shown Maylene the butterflies himself, and loved
spending the time with her, but he needed to have some words with Nikolas.

He watched Mary lead his wife toward the
large glass building that sat on the edge of the property. When she was no
longer in his sight he turned toward Nikolas, who was already staring at him.

“What?” Nik said and leaned back in his seat.
He brought his coffee mug to his lips and took a long drink. The satisfaction
on his brother’s face had Griffin clenching his hands into fists on top of the
table.

“I thought we agreed that we wouldn’t rush
her right away, that we would get to know her so she is comfortable with us?”

One of Nik’s blond eyebrows rose. “I never
agreed to that. You are the one that wants to take your time, but fear not
brother, I didn’t fuck our pretty little sub.” It wasn’t that Griffin didn’t
trust Nik, because he did, with his life and any one he held dear to his heart.
What Griffin worried about was the ferocity and passion that lay within
Nikolas. He never abused their subs, but he did push their limits, far harder
than Griffin would have. His brother may be a sadistic Dom, but he was also
considerate in the aftercare of their submissives. The difference with this
situation was they had never had a virgin before, and Maylene needed a gentle
hand, in the beginning at least.

Nikolas continued to stare at Griffin then
smiled. “Listen, I want her, badly, but I know taking her virginity isn’t
something that I can do. For one thing, I couldn’t give her ‘gentle and sweet’
like I know you can.”

Griffin looked out toward the pavilion but of
course couldn’t see her. It had taken a lot of self-control not to go to her
room last night. Apparently his brother had not felt the same, and didn’t
bother stopping himself from finding his release with Maylene. When he looked
back at Nikolas he saw his twin staring off at the pavilion as well. The
emotions that played across his face were clear, and Griffin felt hope that Nikolas
would come to realize Maylene was far more than just a sub, no matter what he
claimed. The fact Nik tried so hard to prove otherwise told Griffin his brother
wasn’t as determined to remain distant from Maylene as he was leading on. The
only question was how long his twin would fight his feelings for her.

****

Maylene followed Mary into the pavilion. When
she stepped through the door, the first thing she noticed was the humidity and
the scent of earth. It was an overpowering scent and sensation, one that she
wasn’t accustomed to, but all of that faded when she looked at her
surroundings. Flowers of every color and size filled the large glass building.

Butterflies fluttered around, landing on the
buds and some even coming close enough to her that she could see the unique
patterns on their wings.

“How beautiful.” She lifted her hand and
marveled when a blue and purple one landed on her outstretched fingers. The
tiny, delicate wings flapped a few times before the butterfly took off. Maylene
followed its path as it landed on a rosebud.

“Yes, the Masters of the estate take a lot of
time keeping up the garden.” Maylene turned and looked at the elderly woman.
She knew there was surprise on her face.

“Griffin and Nikolas keep this up?” Maylene
said and looked around the vast space again.

“That they do. They spend many hours a week
in here.” Mary walked around and inspected the flowers. It was clear the older
woman must have had some knowledge about the flora by the way she critically inspected
the petals and soil.

After about an hour of exploring the vast
space, Maylene was led back to the estate. Griffin was sitting on the patio
with a tablet in hand, and although dressed in a pair of khakis and a white
polo, the look of concentration on his face led her to believe he must have
been working. He looked up at her approach and smiled.

“Did you enjoy the garden?” He patted the
seat beside him and she sat down.

“I did. It’s so beautiful. It must take an
awful lot of time to keep it up.” She assumed they worked outside of the home,
and it became abundantly clear that she really didn’t know these men. No doubt
over time she would know every part of them, but right now she felt at a
disadvantage.

A fountain sat in the center of the square,
stone patio. Off to the side was an incredible tree with curving branches and
bright orange leaves. They reminded her of fire with their intense color.

Griffin must have noticed where her gaze was
because he said, “That’s a Japanese Maple. We had it shipped in from overseas
because the color is stunning.” His mouth was so close to her ear that she
could feel his warm breath teasing the strands of her hair that fell from her
chignon. Whatever it was about these men had her melting inside. “You look so
pretty this morning.” He brushed his finger down the curve of her inner arm.

“Thank you, Master.” He turned her around so
she was once again facing her. The blue of his eyes looked especially vibrant
under the natural light.

“I’m Griffin, unless we are playing. Okay,
Maylene?” She nodded but he must have seen the confusion on her face because he
continued. “Nikolas, he…” He took a deep breath and shook his head. “Although
both of us enjoy the art of dominating willing subs, Nikolas enjoys it all day,
every day. I may like to have control, but only when sexual acts are involved,
and even that isn’t all the time. Do you understand?” He caressed the skin on
her cheek and she nodded. “I don’t want a 24/7 sub or slave.”

She had been trained as a submissive, but
here she had a taste of both worlds. Nikolas, the Dom that liked it all the
time, and his brother who only enjoyed it at times. Now that she reflected on
it she should have seen that Griffin wasn’t like the other
Doms
she had been taught about, at least not ones that frequented the auctions.

“Tell me about yourself.”

Maylene looked away. She didn’t have a
problem telling him about her past, but she knew he was already aware of every
personal detail of her life. The question was: why did he want her to retell
it? When she looked at him again there was only calm acceptance. He wanted
her
to tell him. That thought had her
smiling. “My parents died a year ago when they traveled for vacation. They
tended to leave me and my younger sister Kata frequently, so their absence
wasn’t really unexpected.” She had never said the words aloud and they felt
unnatural on her tongue. “Their passing was a dreadful shock to Kata, but I
felt somewhat apathetic to it all. They really hadn’t been involved in our
lives, not after they enrolled us in training for the auctions. I suppose they
thought they were doing us a service by handing their children over for what
they surmised to be a prestigious title.” Many of the aristocratic community
sent their daughters off to be trained, normally when the girls hit their
adolescence, sometimes sooner. The sexual aspects of their training didn’t
occur until eighteen years old, and before that it was all about etiquette and
submissive behavior. They were taught to speak when spoken to, to never make
direct eye contact, and to always obey. These beliefs were drilled into their
young, impressionable minds until that was all they believed. Some girls fought
it, but most embraced it since that was all they knew.

 
“Kata
is a year younger than I and takes her training very seriously. She has always
been adamant about being in the auctions, and I think it is because she watched
our parents thrust me into it. They drilled it into her head at a very young
age, and she has always been very impressionable.”

“And you’re not?” She could tell by the tone
of his voice and his expression that he was genuinely curious. The feel of his
fingers stroking over her cheek lulled her into continuing on.

“I suppose at first I did it because I wanted
to please them, but after the years passed I did it because it was what I knew.
All I knew.” She looked down at her hands before continuing. “I enjoyed my
training, liked the idea that how I acted and responded would please my husband
and Master.” She lifted her head and looked at Griffin, surprised to see the
heated look on his face.

“We never thought we would find a female like
you, Princess.” His words touched her heart and she found herself leaning forward.
He filled the rest of the space that separated them and kissed her softly.
Their lips meshed together, and when his tongue slid inside her mouth she
didn’t stop the moan that left her. It was like that sound started something
inside of him. He gripped the back of her neck and opened wider, allowing
himself to fully explore her. He tasted sweet like the pastries they had for
breakfast and she pressed her tongue against his for more. She wanted him, but
the question remained if he would still deny intimacy.

****

The taste of her filled his mouth and Griffin
gripped her nape tighter. He didn’t want to be so aggressive with her, well, at
least not for their first time together. He moved his hands lower until he
gripped her hips and hauled her onto his lap. The dress she wore slid up her
thighs as she placed her legs on either side of his. The feel of her heat
speared right through his khakis and tempted his cock. He wanted between her
thighs, and he wanted in her heart. The Dom in him roared up at that moment as
well, demanding to show their perfect little sub what they wanted, but for
right now he had to be gentle with her, show her that this marriage wasn’t exclusively
about submitting and dominating. Keeping hold of her hips as he stood, he
grunted in pleasure when she wrapped her legs around his waist. The position
brought her pussy flush with his erection. The curves of her ass in his hands
had him moving quickly through the house and into his bedroom.

Once he had them behind closed doors he took
her mouth in a fierce kiss again. She tasted sweet and spicy and he couldn’t
get enough. He walked them over to the bed and laid her on it. The dress rode
up her creamy thighs and he got a prime shot of her pussy through the sheer
material of her panties. The dark spot in the center told him she was wet and
ready. Good, because he couldn’t wait to claim his bride.

“Strip for me, Maylene.” She slipped from the
bed, and with her head downcast removed her clothing. Griffin didn’t think she
knew how sensual her slow movements were, or maybe she did. Either way he was
harder than steel and wanted inside of her. When she stood before him naked his
mouth watered at the sight of her full, pert breasts and her smooth cunt. The
gentle roundness of her belly and the generous shape of her hips called out to
him on the most primal of levels. “Come here, Princess.” With her head still
downcast she moved until she stood right before him. With his finger under her
chin he lifted her head until she was looking in his eyes. “Take my pants off
like a good girl, Maylene.” The sound of her swallowing filled his ears, but it
was the feel of her fingers undoing the button and zipper of his pants that
stole his breath. When all offending material was shed and they stood facing
each other naked, Griffin wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her
flush with his body. Just the feel of her smooth, heated flesh pressed against
his sent blood rushing through his veins at an astounding rate.