The Men With the Golden Cuffs (26 page)

Alex turned and walked out the door.

“No one believes this can work.” Jake stood in the kitchen archway, a glass of wine in his hand. It had to be for Serena. Jake didn’t drink wine. He was a beer and whiskey kind of guy.

“Well, we know differently.” Adam didn’t like the hollow look in Jake’s eyes. “I fucked up. You fucked up. Look at us. We’re still fine. She’s still here. It’s going to be okay.”

He had to believe that. He’d given up way too much to think that they couldn’t make it work in the end.

Jake nodded. “She’s still real quiet. I told her to take a shower. You need to go to her. You need to fix her. She gets in that head of hers and she won’t come out.”

She’d been silent on the way home, looking back out the window as her car disappeared. That car was going to be towed again, and she might not feel safe in it. It had been a symbol of what she’d accomplished, and now it was a reminder of how much life could suck. She couldn’t go home. She was alone and vulnerable and probably wondering what else could go wrong. She needed to be reminded of what could go right. Gentle, sweet cajoling probably wasn’t going to work.

“One of us needs to keep watch. I think she needs you more than me,” Adam conceded. She needed a Dom. She needed someone who wouldn’t take no for an answer when it came to her happiness.

Jake shook his head. “I had my time with her. Now you show her what we want. We want to share. Well, it’s your turn, brother. Top her if she gives you trouble. It’s what she wants. You can do it. She doesn’t need a spanking. She just needs a firm push in the right direction to get her mind off all this shit and back where it should be. Me and Mojo will keep watch. Well, I’ll watch, Mojo will likely lick his own ass. A lot.”

Jake shoved the wine glass in his hand and practically pushed him toward the master bedroom. The house had five bedrooms. He and Jake each had their own. There was a large master they had set up for a relationship that hadn’t occurred. He’d settled Serena into it and thought about how perfect she looked there. He would unpack her clothes in the morning and store them in the center dresser. There were three in the room, each one empty. But not after tomorrow.

For tonight, she didn’t need clothes.

He could hear the shower running in the bathroom. He tried the door and found it locked, an irritating state that he wouldn’t put up with. It was a simple turn lock, something to let a person know the room was occupied, nothing more. He fished a nickel out of his pocket, and with a quick turn, had the door open.

He’d gutted the bathroom when he’d bought the house. Gutted and enlarged it until it was a decadent paradise, and up until now he’d had no real reason to use it. He’d spent time on this space. A large Jacuzzi tub dominated the room, but Serena was in the glass-encased shower. Steam coated the shower and misted the whole bathroom in a haze. Through the fog, he could see her figure, her head against the tile, shoulders bent over. She let the water beat on her. Though he couldn’t hear her, he would bet everything that she was crying.

Jake was right. She needed something else to focus on. He couldn’t think of anything else he’d rather have her focus on than him. He pulled his shirt over his head and then went to work on his jeans. He tossed them to the side and walked to the shower. Very quietly, he opened the door. Serena turned, her eyes heavy.

“Adam. I locked the door.”

“And I unlocked it.”

She seemed to realize that she was naked. Her hands went to cover her breasts, but he caught them, stepping under the hot spray from the showerhead. The shower was large, built to fit three people engaged in more activities than merely getting clean.

“Adam, this isn’t a good idea.”

There was a weariness stamped on her face, but Adam couldn’t give in. “Give me one reason.”

“Because it won’t work. Adam, if we don’t catch this person, I might have to leave. I might have to change my name and run.”

There was no way in hell he was letting her leave. “I’ll catch him, Serena. You have to trust me. I’ll catch him. I won’t let anything happen to you, sweetheart. Jake and I will take very good care of you.”

Her hair was wet, hanging down past her shoulders. He let go of her hands, but didn’t move out of her space. He had zero intention of allowing her space for the next several hours. He let his eyes roam across her body. Round, firm breasts tipped with perky pink nipples had his cock jumping. He ran a hand from her shoulder to cup one deliciously decadent mound.

“Adam,” she moaned his name. Her eyes half closed as she looked down his body. She wasn’t thinking about the snake or the books or the fact that there was an asshole out there trying to hurt her. She was thinking about him. Jake was right. She needed this. Adam needed it, too. He needed it so badly. He needed her.

“Serena, this is my time. Jake had his time. This is about me and you.”

“Is this how you want it?” Her eyes came up. She sucked that bottom lip between her teeth. “I don’t know how it works. I’ve written a relationship like this a dozen times, but I don’t know how it works in the real world.”

He knew how he wanted it to work. “We don’t really have to have any rules. Not that way. We won’t be taking turns most of the time. We’ll take you together. We’ll lay you out like a feast fit for two men.”

He wanted to feast on her right now. She was so sweet. He ran his hands down her body, discovering her curves. Her skin was soft and warm from the water. His cock nuzzled her belly. Yes, this was exactly where he wanted to be.

“What if I’m not enough?” Her voice shook a little as she asked the question.

“Oh, baby, that is the last thing you need to worry about.” He groaned a little because he couldn’t do what he wanted to do. He wanted to shove her against the side of the shower, spread her legs and let his cock slide deep inside her. But he needed to show her how much they both wanted her. He turned her around so he held her backside to his front. The hot water cascaded down her body. He put his mouth right to her ear, his voice low. “Do you want me to tell you all the ways I want you? I have to warn you, the water might go cold. The list is long.”

He could see her lips tug up at the corners. “Why don’t you give the highlights?”

“I want your breasts. God, Serena, do you have any idea what your breasts do to me? It makes me fucking crazy that you cover them up, but then I’m happy about it because I don’t think anyone else should look at them.” He plucked at her nipples again. “I want to suck on these. When Jake and I get you in bed, we’ll each take a breast and suck on them until you can’t stand it anymore.”

She wriggled against him.

He let his hands drift up to trace the line of her lips. “I want this mouth, too. You say such bratty things sometimes that I feel the need to shove something in here.”

Her tongue came out, playfully licking his fingers. “You’re going to shove your fingers in my mouth?”

“See, bratty.” He let her feel his cock along the seam of her ass. “You’re going to get something way bigger than my fingers.”

She sucked at his fingers a little. “I thought Jake was the Dom. You’re not exactly talking like a vanilla boy.”

He nipped at her neck. “I might not be the Dom Jake is, but don’t you think for an instant that I can’t top you. And there is nothing vanilla about me, baby. I’ll fuck your mouth and your pussy and your sweet, sweet ass. Hell, I’ll lube up those tits, press them together and fuck you like that. There won’t be any part of you that I don’t cover with me.”

He ran his hands down to her pussy. She’d shaved as he’d asked her to. There was nothing there but hot, plump flesh. And she seemed to like it when he talked dirty.

“And what about Jake?”

He chuckled. “Jake will be filling you up, too. Tell me something, sweetheart, before Jake jumped the gun, how long had it been?”

“A couple of years, if you don’t count vibrators.” Her voice was breathless, catching as he explored her pussy. “I kind of do. I named mine. Though I admit that some nights I took Sam out and then got caught up in a TV show, and we just watched. So I might suck at sex since I couldn’t even interest my vibrator.”

God, she made him laugh. “I think your luck is changing, sweetheart. I don’t think Jake had the same problem. He wasn’t interested in anything but you. And I watched him at the end of it. I don’t think there’s any question at all that you’re good at sex. Tell me something, did you enjoy your time with Jake?”

He started to gently rub her clit.

“It was amazing.” Her head fell back, her body arching.

“Tell me or I’ll stop rubbing.”

She moaned a little but started talking. “I liked it. It was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

He bit at her ear. “Serena, you’re a writer. I expect a little more than ‘I liked it.’ Tell me how his cock felt. Tell me what he did. Did he spank you?”

“Yes. I disobeyed. I wore underwear.”

Jake had been hard on her. “He didn’t like the pretty little thong I left? I’m surprised. I told him what I was doing. He was just looking for a reason to spank this pretty ass.”

There was something about the way she hesitated that made him think he was missing something. “You did look good in the thong I bought you, didn’t you, sweetheart?”

“I didn’t put it on.”

He stopped and withdrew his hands.

She turned, putting her hands on his chest. “Jake already spanked me.”

She’d been through a lot, but he had to make a statement. “You didn’t wear what I told you to wear.”

She bit that bottom lip, obviously going for broke. It was cute, but it wouldn’t work on him.

“Turn and face the wall, hands on the tile, legs spread wide.”

Tears welled. “Adam, I’m sorry. I know it was wrong. Jake already spanked me. I’m still sore.”

“I’m not spanking you. I’m doing something I planned on doing tomorrow, but now, because you openly defied me in the club with all our friends watching, you’ll get it tonight.”

“Oh, god, you’re going to plug me.”

He couldn’t help it. He had to grin. “Yes, but how did you know?”

“I’ve written this scene, Adam. What if I don’t want to be plugged?”

“Then we can end this right here and right now. I’ll be as vanilla as possible, and you’ll never know how it feels to have two men inside you because neither one of us will fuck your ass until you’ve been properly prepared.” He took a hard line, but softened a little, smoothing back her hair. “The whole ménage thing is kind of dependent on anal sex. If you aren’t interested, then we should rethink this. I really don’t want to take turns. I would rather we take you together. I have my fantasies, too.”

Her chin came up in a stubborn tilt, and she turned, placing her hands on the walls of the shower and spreading her legs. She leaned over, making her back almost flat.

“Will this do?” Serena asked.

It was an excellent position of entry. “For a virgin, you’re quite informed.”

She turned a little, a smile on her face. “I research.”

“You researched anal sex?”

“Of course. So I know you’re going to need lube. Don’t try to convince me that water will work.”

“Never, sweetheart.” He stepped out of the shower and thanked god he was a deeply prepared man. He had lube and the plug he’d purchased just for her waiting in the drawer by the sink. He grabbed them both and stepped back into the shower. Her ass wiggled a little as she firmed her stance. He put his hands on the globes of that gorgeous ass. “Tell me how one researches anal sex.”

He placed the small plug on her back just above the dimples of her ass. He opened the lube and parted her cheeks, viewing that perky little rosette for the first time.

“The normal way. I read. I watched movies.”

He lubed up a finger and touched it. His cock jumped as she clenched. He rimmed her. He would have to go slowly, carefully. It was all right. He was a patient man. He was also deeply amused. “Sweetheart, the normal way to research anal is to take a cock up your ass.”

“And that’s how you researched it?” Serena’s voice dripped with sarcasm.

“Yes, it is.” He was suddenly damn happy he could answer that question in the positive. “I don’t have Master rights at Sanctum, but every person with a membership has to pass a safety course. For the men who intend to engage in anal sex, that includes taking a plugging.”

Her whole body shook. “So you and Jake?”

He circled her over and over, forcing the muscles to start to relax. Talking to her seemed to help. She’d settled down, the tenseness leaving her body. “Yep. And let me tell you, he whined the whole time. He’s a goddamn commando, but one little plug up the old rectum had his eyes watering.” He was sure everything he was telling her would wind up in a book. Jake was going to kick his ass. “And I’ll go one better. Ian follows his own rules.”

“Ian Taggart?”

He pressed his pinky finger in slightly, gaining ground. She didn’t flinch. He was sure her mind was working through his words. “Ian Taggart wouldn’t do anything to a sub he hasn’t experienced himself. I might think Ian’s an asshole of epic proportions half the time, but he’s a good Dom. He takes it seriously. I take it seriously. Not the Dom thing, but sex. This is serious, Serena. It’s supposed to be fun, but I want to take care of you, too.”