Their Virgin Hostage, Masters of Ménage, Book 5 (22 page)

Heat and pressure gripped him. He’d been right. Law hadn’t
taken her innocence, and he couldn’t either. She was still as sweet as she’d
always been. Anyone who tried to take that purity from her would find himself
flattened by Dominic Anthony. He would defend her innocence to his dying day.

She took him in bit by delicious bit. He watched, not
wanting to forget a moment of the experience. He memorized the tiny changes in
her expression as she worked her way down his cock. He noticed how her breasts
moved with every breath and gasp, the feel of her hips in his hands when she
spread them wide to accept him. And he couldn’t keep his eyes off her pussy.
The sight was burned into his brain. Her pink flesh opened for him, sinking on
to him as his cock disappeared inside her heat.

Tight. She was so fucking tight. He had to grit his teeth
against the pleasure as she gripped him hard.

He would never last. Feeling Law take her virginity had
nearly been enough to send him off. Actually being inside her was just about to
kill him.

“He never does this, baby.” Law was watching, his eyes
slightly hooded with desire.

Kinley
started to move in small
slides. Up and down, going deeper each time. “I think he’s probably done this a
lot, Law.”

His friend chuckled. “I mean, he’s never given up control
like this. Not once in all the years I’ve known him. You’re special.”

Kinley
stared down at him, her
eyes going soft. She caressed his cheek, her palm sliding across the bristle of
his five o’clock shadow. “You’re both special to me. I won’t ever forget you.”

She wouldn’t have to. He’d be as slow as she needed, but
Dominic intended to introduce her to an entirely different world. He would make
sure she understood the joy of submission.

He reached down to toy with her clit, his fingers finding
slick cream there. “I’ll make sure you can’t forget me, pet. And by tomorrow,
you’ll understand.”

By then, he would be her Master. There was no going back
now. He would have her collared and at his side before she realized what was
happening. She would belong to him and Law. If Riley finally pried his head out
of his ass, he would be welcome to join them.

Law had been right; she was the one.

Her eyes widened as he pressed down on her clit, working
that sensitive nubbin of flesh. “I can’t. Not again.”

“Yes. Again. You’ll come as many times as I tell you to.
You’ll take as much pleasure as we can give you, pet. Come for me now.”

He pressed down hard even as he thrust up, forcing her onto
his cock completely.

Kinley’s
mouth opened. Her eyes
widened. She came on a keening cry, pulsing around him, her skin flushing
magnificently. She was a sight to behold, and knowing that he’d given her this
pleasure only ramped him up more.

And then Dominic couldn’t stop himself. He flipped her over
to her back, gripping her hips, and
pistoning
deeply
over and over like a man possessed. Whatever soreness she experienced, he would
make it up to her. But damn it, he needed to be inside her completely now. He
needed to fuse himself to her.

Holding her close, he meshed their mouths together as he
fucked her. He went as high as he could go, turning and twisting to find the
right spot, then her nails sank into his back. Her breath hitched. Her whole
body tensed.

She came again, her pussy clamping down on his cock, sending
him straight over the edge into a drowning pool of pleasure he never wanted to
be rescued from.

Dominic’s spine tingled. His balls drew up close to his body
and the heat swelled, overtaking him, finally firing off in a burst so
supernova he’d never felt anything like it. His whole body coalesced, every cell
alive in that moment.

He collapsed on top of her, his head in the crook of her
neck, his cock still embedded deep in her pussy.

Dominic had decided; he was never going to let her go.

After crawling over the foot of the bed so she didn’t
disturb either Law or Dominic,
Kinley
stretched and
eased out of the bedroom door. The guys were still asleep and darkness had
finally fallen, but she couldn’t seem to drift off. Jet lag, the time zone
change, and the sun’s abbreviated absence each night had thrown her body into
confusion.

She should be comatose—or at least at rest. After more
orgasms than she could count, Dominic and Law had gotten her into a hot tub
with Epsom salt to help ease her soreness. The warm water had relaxed her, but
as they’d all fallen into the bed, sleep hadn’t come for her. Instead, her
stomach rumbled, sending her looking for a late night snack. All the vigorous
activity had added to her appetite.

Despite the fact that no one was looking, she blushed as she
walked down the hall wearing nothing but Dominic’s T-shirt. As she rounded the
hallway to the kitchen,
Kinley
caught sight of the
faint glow of a monitor and the sound of a familiar voice talking.

My wife is missing. I
don’t have time to talk about something as ridiculous as that lawyer’s claims.
I’m going to sue him for defamation of character. If he really knew
Kinley
, he would know that she would never walk out on her
family. She’s too pure to be interested in torrid affairs.

“Of course I didn’t have any interest in torrid affairs. I
didn’t know what I was missing. And I am not his wife,” she grumbled to
herself.

It turned her stomach that Greg preened for the cameras
while pretending to care about her. And what the devil did he mean by “pure?”
What century was he living in?

As she stepped into the room, Riley zipped his stare in her
direction, his blue eyes raking her from head to toe. “Do you need something,
Kinley
?”

She turned on the light. “Looks like I’m not the only one
who can’t sleep. Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you. I just came to make
myself a sandwich and check on Gigi.”

Riley stood, his face guarded. He’d taken a shower recently
and now wore nothing but his low-slung jeans and a pair of socks, baring every
muscle and corrugated ripple of his torso. His hair was still wet. He’d brushed
it away from his face. It hung longer than Law’s or Dominic’s, curling around
his ears. Riley was beyond masculine and so beautiful standing in shadow that
Kinley
had a hard time breathing.

“
Uhm
, I think they tired
themselves out.” He nodded toward a comfy-looking dog bed in the corner. Gigi’s
head was resting on Butch’s shoulder and the bigger dog was wrapped around her.

Kinley
herself had been a little like
that, all cuddled up with Law and Dominic. Every time she’d turned, one of the
men would wrap her up in his arms so she felt warm and safe. Until hunger and
restlessness had sent her from the cozy bed.

“I guess I should get used to mutts. I can’t imagine Gigi
coming out of this without a litter.” Butch and her Yorkie looked so cute
together, she couldn’t help but smile.

“Well, I guess you’re used to mutts by now after a couple of
hours with Law. Dominic’s a thoroughbred, but you should know that my brother
and I come from nothing.” His handsome face was a complete blank, but he spoke
the words like a taunt.

“Wow. That is a mighty big chip you have on your shoulder.
Who was she?” Because no man got that cynical without a woman being involved.

He shrugged. “I’m just being honest.”

Right.

The way Riley sneered at her got her back up. “Your brother
is one of the kindest men I’ve ever met. I won’t let you call him that.
Besides, there’s nothing wrong with mutts. I’m going to love every pup from
Gigi’s litter.”

“Sure you will, sweetheart.”

She’d had just about enough of his attitude. “Don’t call me
that.”

His brows rode up sharply. “Why not? Law calls you ‘baby’
and you don’t mind.”

In the past she would have just taken his crap. But having
sex seemed to have had a positive effect on her self-confidence. Now, she
refused to put up with his snide comments, especially because he was the one
standing in the way of any sort of tomorrow with Law and Dominic. It couldn’t
work without Riley.

If she could convince him to tone down the douchebag
routine, that would be a start. But if she wanted any shot at keeping her men,
she was going to have to fight for it. What had Dominic told her? She couldn’t
get what she wanted if she never went for it.

“I am Law’s baby. And apparently I’m Dominic’s pet. I
wouldn’t have said that ‘pet’ could be a sexy endearment, but I love when he
says it. You don’t get to call me sweetheart because you don’t mean it.”

“Fair enough.” He took a long breath and walked to the
fridge. “So you really like my brother?”

She was pretty sure she was madly in love with his brother.
“I do. I like Dominic, too.”

“I knew you would like Dominic.” He yanked open the
refrigerator and looked in. “I’ll make you a sandwich. We have ham and turkey.”

“Turkey, please. With mustard if you have it. And why would
you automatically assume that I’d like Dominic? He was kind of scary at first.
But I’ll confess that my affection for him has grown since he stopped
threatening me.” And started kissing her. And giving her crazy-good orgasms.
Just the thought of his deep voice had her shivering again.

Riley grabbed the turkey, some mustard, and veggies, then
walked back to the island. “I knew you would like Dominic because you come from
the same world. He’s got money and all.”

She was getting a little sick of Riley’s attitude. “I don’t
care about the money.”

“Bullshit. You were marrying Jansen for his bank account.
You might lie, but your actions don’t, sweet…
Kinley
.”
He grabbed a loaf of whole wheat bread from the nearby pantry, then slammed the
door.

Just like that, the glow from her lovemaking with Dominic
and Law vanished and reality crashed back in. “Because I thought my father was
sick. I thought he needed treatment. And my charity was going to go under. I
couldn’t stand the thought of Hope House being shut down after my mother worked
so hard to build it up. The homeless community depends on it. I wasn’t marrying
Greg for shopping sprees and trips around the world. I was doing it to help my
family.”

Riley didn’t look up as he started slicing tomatoes and
spreading mustard. “I’m sure it makes you feel better to think about it that
way.”

She wasn’t going to win with him. Not ever. There had been a
moment when she’d felt like she could have it all, but she should have known it
was just a fantasy. Riley wanted something else in a woman.
Kinley
didn’t know what, but it wasn’t anything she could offer. She wasn’t the girl
people loved. Even her own family had cared so little, they’d been willing to
kill her off for a buck.

“You know, I’m not hungry anymore. I’ll see you in the
morning and maybe we can figure out what Greg is doing. And we need to call a
press conference or something because I’m sick of Greg telling lies about me. I
promise I’ll clear everything up, then you won’t have to see me anymore.”

So he could move on with his life. And she could try to find
a new one.

Kinley
turned away, but he was
suddenly beside her, gripping her wrist. “Don’t go. I’ll stop being an asshole.
Sit down and let me make you something to eat. Please. It’s the least I can
do.”

For a moment, she considered stomping out of the room for
effect, but she didn’t really like fighting. Ducking out might only confirm her
guilt in his head. Not that he had much doubt, but why make it easier for him
to cast her as the villainess? Besides, she really was hungry.

“All right.”

“We’ve talked about the press conference, Dominic, Law, and
I. It’s not a good idea. Right now, Jansen doesn’t know if you’re cooperating
with us, so he’s in a holding pattern. If he realizes that you’re helping our
case, he might destroy all the evidence or simply disappear. I don’t think we’d
ever convict him then. That would leave him roaming free…and he might come back
for you. You don’t want to be one of Jansen’s loose ends.”

Riley had some good points.

He towered over her, his eyes soft for once. “My brother is
crazy about you. I…it would be better if we could be friends.”

Friends. Law wanted more. Dominic wanted more. And Riley
just didn’t. That deep connection she wanted so desperately was a puzzle, and
she only had two of the pieces.

“Sure,” she said, hoping he couldn’t hear the defeat in her
tone. “Do we have any tea?”

He nodded and gestured to the cabinet over the sink. “All
kinds. The James family keeps this place stocked. And the kettle is already on
the burner.”

He released her wrist. The momentary sense of intimacy
between them ended when he broke physical connection. Now, Riley was so far
from her in all the ways that counted. “Thanks.”

As she went to study the collection of tea, he resumed
fixing the sandwich. “I’m sorry. I really don’t mean to hurt you. We’ve just
tried this before and it didn’t work.”

She filled the kettle and set it on the burner, flicking the
gas on. “Tried what?”

“The whole ‘We-all-love-you-so-let’s-get-married’ thing.”

They’d been engaged before? She staggered back. She knew she
didn’t have a right, but jealousy stabbed its way through her system.

Kinley
tried to keep her tone
casual. “Really? Why didn’t it work?”

“She didn’t want to marry me, not legally. She wanted
Dominic’s rock on her hand while she kept me and Law on the side. She had no
intention of acknowledging the two of us in public.”

That had to have hurt his pride. “She wanted to have her
cake and eat it, too.”

He shrugged. “She wanted a normal social life, I guess.”

There was so much more to that small statement than his
manner suggested.
Kinley
picked out a packet of
chamomile tea and set up two mugs. She’d bet Riley needed some sleep, too.
“Maybe, but having it at the expense of you and Law wasn’t right. Besides,
what’s normal?”

He huffed incredulously. “You know what I’m talking about.
Normal. One man. One woman. A couple of kids and a white picket fence.”

She rolled her eyes. “I think that’s overrated. I’ve known
gay couples who stayed in love so much longer than straight ones. And all the
‘normal’ couples I used to admire are cheating or splitting up. I assumed I
would have a normal marriage with Greg. He’s one man and I’m one woman, right?
Well, he turned out to be a criminal jerk who’s screwing my sister and plotting
to kill me. The two guys I have are wonderful. Our relationship might not be
traditional, but they make me feel special.”

“When you’re done thinking about yourself, cupcake, consider
Dominic and Law. If you stay with them, everyone will assume they’re gay.” His
stare met hers, a challenge rife there.

Where was he going with this? “And we’ll know they’re
straight.”

“Huh. Well, okay. I guess it’s not that bad, being
considered gay and all.” He focused on the sandwich again.

Something had rubbed him raw.
Kinley
knew she should probably let it go, but his words niggled at her, telling her
that understanding Riley was too important to give up. Even if he never joined
their relationship, he was an integral part of Law and Dominic. They had to get
along.

“So…your fiancée was worried that it would seem like she was
sleeping with gay guys?”

Riley let out a low chuckle, but it held no humor. “Not
exactly. She was more concerned about what people would imagine went on if they
knew she was sleeping with brothers.”

It took
Kinley
a moment to process
what Riley was saying. Once she did, her jaw dropped with shock at what this
mystery woman had insinuated. “That’s ridiculous! You and Law would never…
She’s a bitch.”

Kinley
never used that kind of
language, but it seemed terribly appropriate now. How dare she?

Riley stared at her for a moment, his face impassive. “I
share women with my brother. It’s not the average, so a lot of people let their
imaginations go wild. If I was also involved with you, we’d all get tainted by
the whispers. How are you going to get people to donate to your charity when
everyone calls you and the men you consort with perverts?”

“First off, not everyone would. A lot of people wouldn’t
think that at all or care about my personal life. The ones who want to presume
that sort of crap behind my back, I don’t care about.” At least she didn’t
anymore. She’d wasted too much time trying to please other people.

“You say that now, but once we get back to the real world,
you’ll change your story.”

“Riley, I’ve lived my whole life being worried about what
people will think of me. I grew up in high society where a woman’s reputation
is everything. My sister has a sterling reputation. She’s considered one of the
finest women in the city. She’s a selfish liar who cheats on her husband and
thinks her babies are just a way to control him. She’s planning on letting
someone snuff out her only sister, and her parting shot to me was ‘ta-ta.’ She
lives that so-called ‘normal’ life brilliantly, but I think she must be one of
the most miserable human beings on this planet to behave the way she does. If
that’s normal, it’s pretty crappy. And I want no part of that.”

Riley shook his head. “You say that now, but wait until you
don’t have your stellar reputation anymore. You don’t know what it’s like to
have the whole world look down on you.”

He was completely missing the point of life. “Do you know
what it’s like to have one person lift you up? Because I might not have had the
world look down on me, but I haven’t had anyone really love me either. I think
I would risk almost anything to have that in my life.”