Their Virgin Hostage, Masters of Ménage, Book 5 (21 page)

With a shove of his hips, Law breached her barrier and
groaned.
Kinley
felt something tear inside her. She
gasped and froze, impaled and in pain for a moment. In the next, he held
himself still, his cock buried completely inside her. Then he waited, giving
her time to adjust to the feel of him. The pain evaporated.

Heaving a ragged sigh, Law touched his forehead to hers.
“You’re ours now, baby.”

Kinley
sank into the moment and
gave herself over to them. Nothing had ever felt so right. They had treated her
with more affection and kindness than anyone else. Besides being crazy about
them, she was making love with them for the right reasons.

Law kissed her for the longest time, tangling their tongues
together until she was utterly limp. “Are you ready for more?”

She wrapped her arms around him tightly as her legs
encircled his waist. She was willing to give them everything. Yes, when he’d
first pressed inside her, she’d felt a momentary flaring pain, but it paled
next to the breathtaking intimacy of the connection they all shared with
Dominic behind her and Law on top.

She belonged to them now. Maybe not for always, but for
these moments, she was completely and utterly theirs. And they were hers.

Law began to thrust, gently at first, then gaining power and
speed as she rocked with him. Dominic held her too, his big body acting as her
pillow, though nothing about him was soft. He made her feel utterly safe,
grounding her even as Law sent her flying. She could go as high as she wanted
because Dominic was right behind her, hugging her tight.

“You feel so fucking good.” Law’s face was a mask of
tension, every muscle tight as he used his whole body to push inside her before
he pulled back again. Over and over, his big cock slid across a sensitive place
high inside her passage. With each thrust, every bit of friction, she moaned
and thrashed. Pleasure was right there. That ecstasy she’d felt before
shimmered just out of reach.

Determined to have it, she tightened and arched up to meet
Law’s next stroke, then sank her nails into his back. Law thrust harder, his
pelvis crashing against her clitoris. He growled and ground down, then thrust
up hard until she couldn’t take another second.

Orgasm flowed over her.
Kinley
cried out, screaming his name as she came.

Law’s big body shuddered. He growled out in pleasure,
holding himself tight against her. His arms shook as he pumped out his release.
His excitement sent her into another frenzy, and she shook with him.

“I’m crazy about you,” he managed to say through long
breaths a moment later.

She nuzzled his cheek, caressing his hair as her body came
down from the high. Sweet peace flowed through her.

* * * *

Dominic was so hard he could barely breathe, but he watched
as Law nestled his face in
Kinley’s
neck. She
caressed his head, keeping him close, coveting him. The moment seemed almost
sacred, as though they had both been washed clean of their past pain by their
emotional joining.

God, this was far more than sex or a mere exchange of
pleasure.
Kinley
was truly giving herself. Once she’d
made the decision to surrender, she’d done it perfectly, without hesitation.
She wasn’t someone he would be able to forget once he hopped out of bed and had
a shower. If he slid deep inside her body and claimed her, he would have a
responsibility to her for the rest of his life.

Was Riley the smarter one here? Dominic wasn’t sure he was
ready to be this woman’s Master. Her husband. That was the direction this was
heading. Was embracing someone with such close ties to his sister’s killer a
betrayal of Carrie’s memory?

Law sighed and looked down at
Kinley
.
He smiled, an open expression of pure joy that Dominic had never seen his
friend give to anyone but her. It made Law look younger, freer, than he’d ever
seemed.

Maybe in her heart, she belonged to Law alone. Dominic
wondered if he was making too much of taking
Kinley
to bed. The woman already had a forever sort of man that she was clearly half
in love with. If Dominic really wanted to, he could just have sex with her. Law
would take care of her and be her Master, leaving Dominic to be her occasional
Sir. He could simply visit and spice up their sex life. No fuss. No muss. No
worry if he was shitting on Carrie’s memory. Just hot sex with a beautiful
woman.

Kinley
turned her face up to him,
her smile both a glow from the inside and pure invitation. Dominic nearly
stopped breathing.

He’d heard men describe their wives as the most beautiful
women in the world. He’d never been able to see it or understand. But
Kinley
lit up from the inside, and it wasn’t just for Law.
She gave that to him, for him. No doubt in his mind that right now she was more
beautiful than every other woman on the planet, at least in his eyes. When she
was old and gray with a load of grandchildren around her, he would still see
her like this, in a golden aura of passion he couldn’t resist. For him, she
would always be the sun.

Was he willing to walk away because the timing was terrible,
because he worried what Carrie would have thought? She’d been the one who told
him that love was all that mattered. She would weep at the thought of him
choosing revenge over joy. She would be disappointed in him if he chose
punishment over love.

Carrie would have wanted his happiness more than anything.

Was he willing for
Kinley’s
grandchildren to belong exclusively to Law? Did he want to be the footnote in
their relationship, the perverted little secret from their past?

“Kiss me,” he commanded almost involuntarily, as though his
body knew what he needed more than his mind. But he wouldn’t take the words
back.

Law chuckled and rolled off her. “Kiss Dominic, baby. He
needs it.”

She tilted her head back onto his chest and lifted her face
up for his kiss. She reached over her head to cup his cheek with her palm, and
he could have sworn a jolt of electricity charged his body the moment she
touched him. Her lips were still warm from Law’s, but that was fine with
Dominic. That meant she’d been recently loved and by someone he considered a
partner. A friend. Law backed him up. They shared a brotherly rapport. Law was
his family.

He remembered that moment so long ago when Law had risked
everything for him, protecting him, though they’d had nothing in common.
Dominic had been afraid. He was the poor little rich boy who had no friends,
and he’d realized even at a young age that caring about a person was a choice
that required courage. They could leave him. They could stop caring about him.
They could use his affection against him. They could trap him in something
loveless and bland like his parents’ marriage.

Or they could support him, give him roots yet set him free.
They could make life richer. They could surround him in so much peace he would
never want to leave.

Kinley
could be family, too. She
could add light and love to his life. If he just let her.

He didn’t restrain his urge to kiss her again. Instead, he
sank his fingers into her silky hair and tangled his tongue around hers.

Dominic was done questioning everything. The future wasn’t
certain. God, Carrie had taught him that. But the very thing he’d thought had
wrecked his life had led him to
Kinley
. In one
moment, he felt his sister’s love, her caring spirit. She’d been snuffed out by
a monster, but it had all led him here, to his salvation from a life of hatred
and vengeance. Now, he had a shot at saving
Kinley
,
the woman he was pretty sure was meant to be his. He would only dishonor Carrie
by rejecting
Kinley
for stubborn reasons.

She separated from him, dragging in oxygen with a shuddering
breath. “I should go and clean up.”

Oh, she had so much to learn about the way this worked. He
put his hand under her chin and pulled her up to his lips again. “You’re not
dirty, pet. I want you now.”

He wanted her in every way. The fact that Law had just taken
her didn’t make her dirty. It made her theirs. It made her the center of their
circle.

Kinley
turned in his arms until
they rested chest to chest. Her breasts were crushed against him. She lay
between his legs and his cock surged with need. He’d barely managed not to come
when he’d heard her cries, felt her move against him as Law had taken her
virginity. But in so many ways, she was still innocent. No one could take that
from her. She was simply one of those souls who would be innocent until the day
she died.

And when he left this earth, he wanted to be holding
Kinley’s
hand.

Why this woman?

He kissed her again and realized it was a combination of fate
and his own needs. Everything about her seemed to align just right with him.
With her sweetness, she balanced his cynicism. With her femininity, she
tempered his sometimes too-aggressive nature. With her love, she would lift the
darkness from his heart. She would always stand beside him.

Riley was wrong. This woman wouldn’t falter. Nor would she
refuse them.
Kinley
would take everything that came
her way because she treasured love. And she could teach them all to love deeper
and more unconditionally.

“I need you so badly, pet.” God, that sounded selfish. He
shook his head. “If you’re too sore, tell me no. I’ll understand.” He could
because he’d just realized that this woman’s happiness and comfort meant
everything to him.

“I’m fine, Dominic.”
Kinley’s
hands
cupped his face, and suddenly he felt precious. It was probably dumb, but just
for a moment, he was important to the one woman he held above all others. “I
need you, too.”

“Take me.” He’d never had sex with a female on top. He’d
always been the aggressor, climbing above a woman or fucking her from behind.
But he wanted
Kinley
rising above him now like a
goddess, taking him in as she took her pleasure.

He shifted, easing his legs close together so she could
straddle him. His cock strained up, the pearly evidence of his desire surging
from the tip.

Kinley
gasped and her whole body
moved, shivering around his. “What do you mean? You want me to be on top?”

Law was suddenly beside him, handing him a condom. They
didn’t have the right not to use one yet. But the three men had made a promise
to each other. When they all agreed, they would toss out the birth control.
That meant the woman with them was the one. Foregoing condoms would be a
collective contract, a blood vow, to take care of any children that came from
the union. Law and Riley had their reasons, of course. But Dominic had his, as
well.

He wanted his kids to have at least one loving parent. His
own childhood had been devoid of that. He’d considered Carrie, Law, and Riley
his family, and he counted his blessings for them. But he wanted more for his
own children. With Law and Riley beside him, he knew he could promise a child a
good life.

And
Kinley
would die before she
allowed her child to know a loveless existence. God, she’d given up nearly
everything for people who didn’t deserve her. What would she do for a baby she
delivered? There would be no limits. She would never stop sharing her heart
with her little ones.

“Yes,” he answered her, his tone low, husky. He wanted her
to take as much or as little as she could. There would be time enough later for
her to service him. Tonight, he wanted to give to her. He wanted to be a part
of her first night as a woman.

The Dom inside him chafed to mark her with some symbol of
his ownership, but the man simply needed to feel her with him, around him. He
needed to know that, good and bad, she wanted and accepted him.

Hell, he needed a wife. He hadn’t realized it until the
moment he’d held her. He’d been waiting for so long for the right woman to
bring him closer to the brothers of his heart and make them all an official
family.

He needed
Kinley
.

She moved over him, awkwardly at first. She spread her legs
wide, straddling him, dropping her gaze to look at that place where she would
take him inside her luscious body.
Kinley
took a long
breath, then gripped his cock, holding it up.

“Hey, baby, condom first. Until we’re ready.” Law passed her
the little foil wrapped package.

She took it with the faintest hint of a smile on her face.
“Yes, Law.”

Dominic gritted his teeth as she opened the condom and
placed it on his cock with a bit more finesse than expected.

“Where did you learn that, pet?” he rasped out.

“I was getting married, so I took a class.” She pinched the
tip and started to roll the rest down his length. “But we used bananas. You’re
bigger than my banana.”

God, he hoped so. She was killing him. He had to close his
eyes as she stroked him, rolling the rubber down his length. She was so
careful, taking her time and easing it down his screaming flesh inch by
torturous inch. He gritted his teeth to stop himself from coming in her hand
like a damn teenager.

“I got it.” She sounded so proud of herself, and all he
wanted to do was force her down on his cock and pound every inch inside her.

It took everything he had not to move as she positioned
herself over him. Her little hand caressed his cock again, ensuring the condom
was in place. He tightened every muscle of his body to stave off the
mind-blowing feel of her touch.

And then she was poised on top of him. She closed her eyes
for a moment, then her lashes fluttered up, opening those vibrant eyes to him
as she lowered herself. He looked right at her as he gripped her hips and began
to surge up, a promise, a vow to always care for her.