Their Virgin Hostage, Masters of Ménage, Book 5 (27 page)

Dominic had to school his expression to something properly
masterful because all he wanted to do was grin. She was utterly adorable. And
fuckable
. Though he would probably have to correct her
sassy tone, he loved the fact that she felt safe enough to try using it with
him. She wouldn’t have two days ago. “I would think women, especially a woman
raised the way you were, would be a bit circumspect.”

She shook her head and looked to Law. “Does he watch TV? He
has to know that if Annabelle was actually sleeping with those men—which she
isn’t because I would know—but if by some miracle she is, then we will be
comparing notes, if you know what I mean. So if that’s one of the rules, then
you should just start spanking me now. This is the most interesting thing that
has ever happened to me. All of my life, all I’ve had to contribute to the
conversation was things like, ‘Hey, I got a great deal on a ton of used clothes
and after I finish washing them, I’m going to hand them out.’ Once I get home,
it’s possible that everyone will just want to talk about how pathetic I am
because my family and fiancé wanted to kill me. So I will totally be switching
topics to talk about my suddenly crazy sex life with three hot guys.”

“I think she has a point,” Riley commented. He suddenly
wasn’t so interested in his computer. In fact, Dominic didn’t think he could
get his friend’s stare off
Kinley’s
breasts even with
a crowbar. “Though she’s crazy if she thinks no one will talk about her sex
life.”

Kinley
giggled. Dominic’s hand
started to itch.

“I don’t care what the tabloids write anymore. They’ve never
been kind, so I don’t think they’ll start now. And I didn’t say I would talk to
the press about what happens in freaky dungeons, just Annabelle. But I might lay
it on thick with a couple of
Becks’s
friends who have
never been nice to me, the ones who used to say that I couldn’t snag a man to
save my life. Maybe the three of you could show up at the country club without
your shirts on. That’ll drop some jaws and make some ladies faint.”
Kinley
grinned.

Riley had wrung his hands about
Kinley
accepting them? Dominic shook his head incredulously. Hell, she was ready to
parade them around. And that wasn’t happening.

“The pants, pet,” he barked.

She unbuttoned the fly of her jeans and stood. Riley was
right there to help her pull them down. He made sure to cup her every curve as
he dragged them off her body.

“I probably won’t go back to the country club,” she admitted
as she pulled off her socks. “I won’t be able to afford it. I didn’t like it,
anyway. Maybe I’ll just move to Chicago and live with Annabelle.”

Not if he had anything to say about it. “Come here. There
will be time to decide all that later, but at first I think it’s best if we
either stay here for a while or hole up at my place. It’s gated, and we’ll want
to keep the reporters out.”

Kinley
sent him a cautious stare.
“I thought you would just send me home.”

Understandable assumption since they hadn’t worked anything
out yet, but she definitely wasn’t going home or in any way leaving them. “No,
pet. You still won’t be safe. You’ll need one of us with you at all times until
Jansen is permanently in jail.”

Or dead.

“I could hire a bodyguard.” She frowned. “Maybe I couldn’t.”

“You can obey your Masters and everything will be fine. I
know there’s an awful lot to think about and discuss—later. Now is for us. Do
you understand?”

Dominic didn’t want her to worry. It would be easy for her
to do, and she had every right, but he’d rather have her here in the moment
with all of them together…just in case their meeting with the feds didn’t go as
he hoped. He wanted to forge a bond that would be difficult to break.

She squirmed a bit, looking pensive. Then she relented.
“Yes, Sir.”

“Excellent. Law, would you see if the James brothers have a
few essentials in their playroom while I take care of our sub’s discipline?”

Law hesitated for a moment then nodded decisively, as if
he’d just reached the same conclusions Dominic had. “On it.”

“Is she ready?” Riley asked.

“I just want to be equipped in case she is. And there’s
always prep work to be done. We might as well begin opening her to us in all
ways now. Unless you were planning on taking turns forever.”

“We don’t have to rush her,” Riley argued.

Dominic disagreed. Riley had spent less time with
Kinley
, so he didn’t know her capabilities yet. Hopefully,
today would rectify that. It was vital that they all begin functioning as a
unit—as a family—in case their tomorrow was put on hold by the feds, the press,
her family…whomever.

“I don’t want to wait,”
Kinley
protested. “I’ve waited all my life. I’ve been careful, and the one time I did
something crazy, well…that was the happiest night of my life. Too many things
can happen, Riley. I want all my men.”

Riley nodded and brushed a gentle kiss across her lips. Law
beamed a proud smile her way, then strode out the door.

Dominic patted his lap. “I think we’re up to forty now,
pet.”

“Forty? What the—”

“I don’t recommend finishing that question unless you want
sixty instead.” He was going to love disciplining her.

Kinley
shook her head mutely.

“I knew you were a smart girl. Remember how fun you thought
it was to call me Dom Dom? Well, now I get to show you my version of fun. Then
we’ll move on to the orgasm-denial portion of the afternoon.”

Kinley
stifled the argument he saw
on her face and practically jumped across his lap. They would have to work on
her form, but he appreciated the enthusiasm. “I’m ready, Sir.”

“I bet you are. Riley, are you joining me? I suspect that
despite your attempts to be standoffish, you’ve already given in.”

He’d looked too satisfied the night before, and it hadn’t
been merely because he’d figured out Jansen’s secrets. The other big clue had
been the easy way Riley had been touching her.

“I did, and let me tell you, she is a natural at oral.”
Riley sauntered over to
Kinley
and palmed the
fleshiest part of her ass. “Best blow job I’ve ever had.”

“Shouldn’t I get points for that?”
Kinley
twisted around and asked Dominic hopefully.

Riley knew what to do. He brought his hand down on her ass
with a sharp smack. “You get my eternal affection, but rules are rules,
sweetheart.”

“Precisely,” Dominic agreed. “If anything scares you,
Kinley
, all you have to do is say stop.” They would find a
more appropriate safe word when they had adequate time to establish the
dynamics between them, but for now he wanted her to know that any negative word
would work.

“What scares me is that Riley hits like a girl.”

Dominic sucked in a sharp breath. Oh, god, he was in love
with her.

And Riley was at least in lust. He smacked her ass with a
stinging crack three more times. The sound pinged through the air, mingling
with her little gasps.

She shuddered across his lap but didn’t try to move off.
“That was better.”

“She’s going to top from the bottom,” Riley said, shaking
his head.

She would try. And he would allow it from time to time, when
it suited him. But not today. “That was four. Where are we,
Kinley
?”

“I’m getting antsy, Sir.”

Her word for aroused. He liked it when she was antsy. “Let’s
see if we can move this along, then. I prefer aroused begging.”

They took turns smacking her gorgeous ass, each carefully
spreading out the slaps. Over and over, keeping careful count, they turned her
backside pink and hot.

Kinley
moaned and cried out. She
flailed a bit, her legs moving restlessly, but made no move to get away. She
strained for breath, her chest sawing up and down with effort. Her skin turned
a delicious rosy red.

Dominic ran a hand down her heated backside. “You’re doing
quite well, pet.”

“Why do I like this?” She wrapped her hands around his calf,
holding on to him, her voice thick with both bewilderment and arousal.

How should he explain? He’d never had to before, as they
tended to play with experienced
submissives
.

“What do you feel right now?” he asked.

“Pain. Excitement. A weird sense of pride. Pleasure. I don’t
know. It feels like…everything.”

He bounced a glance up at Riley. “And you were worried she
wouldn’t be able to handle our needs.”

“She really does like it.” Riley sounded almost astounded as
he knelt down to her. “Sweetheart, what you’re feeling, besides arousal, is the
connection between a Dom and a sub. You could get it with a lover in other
ways, but this is how we find it. We play. We grow together. We share these
parts of ourselves.”

“It’s about honesty.” Dominic ran his hands over her ass. “I
want to know how you feel. I want to know what you like and what you don’t. So
many people don’t talk about their sex lives—or anything else important. We’re
going to talk, pet. We’re going to communicate often. We take this seriously.”

“I want it to be serious,” she gasped out.

“Good to hear.” They hadn’t been quite so serious with any
of their other subs, but everything was damn serious with her.
Kinley
was a woman who needed sex to mean something. He’d
enjoyed the women who didn’t, but everything was different with her.

Law walked back in the room carrying a large leather case.
He stopped and stared down at
Kinley’s
ass. “How
many?”

Dominic smiled with a deep satisfaction. She’d been
magnificent. “Forty. And she could take more.”

“Not right now,”
Kinley
shouted.
“I need something else. Can someone touch my pussy?”

He smiled. She was so damn open. There wasn’t a bit of
artifice about her. She simply said what she meant and didn’t embellish. Dominic
repressed a grin but sent her a fond glance. Her honesty made him feel…safe,
like she would always be exactly who she was with them. Riley, especially,
should be relieved. No more nasty Simone-like surprises.

Though
Kinley’s
ass was a
beautiful flushed shade, he had a deep instinct to push her. Law’s thumbs-up
told him that he’d brought all the instruments to further their intimacy. When
Dominic tried to gesture back, he found Law’s stare was glued to her ass.

“Pass me a plug and some lube,” Dominic requested.

Kinley
gave a little moan, a
singular sign that he was in tune with her body and her wishes. Pleasure surged
through him. Dominic realized how far gone he was for this woman.

She gave him pleasure by the simple act of agreeing with
him. They were in sync. He could call himself the Dom, but he’d spent his life
looking for the woman who could move him and make him want to surrender his
heart.

Kinley
was that woman, and there
wouldn’t be another after her. He and Law were similar in that respect. He would
love once, and it was brilliant kismet that he and Law loved the same female.
She wasn’t at all what he’d imagined when he’d thought of his ideal. She wasn’t
always easy to handle. She wasn’t always controllable. Then again, she embraced
Law, reassured Riley, and made him laugh. Who else would call him Dom Dom while
pushing him to be a better man?

“I have everything.” Law dropped the bag on the desk and
stood over
Kinley’s
prone body. “Fuck, that’s
beautiful. She’s so rosy.” He traced the line of her ass with gentle fingers.

Law was right, and Dominic wasn’t sure how to keep her with
them—to bind her to them—completely. He needed more time to draw her in. More
time to bring them together.

But their time might end once the FBI arrived. They would
likely separate them all and interrogate each of them while they studied the
evidence. Once that was behind them—and who knew how long it would take—then
the media circus would begin.
Kinley
might well want
privacy and some time to herself. Here in Alaska, the concept of her father’s
betrayal and her sister’s possible jail time were almost theoretical. But once
home, she would be confronted with those realities. They would hit her hard.
She might find trust difficult then. If she couldn’t count on the people who shared
her blood, how could he, Law, and Riley expect her to cleave to them after only
a few days? Without reality pounding on their door, the rapport and sex had
been relatively easy. But it wouldn’t be long before all of that could change…

For the first time, Dominic hoped Jansen stayed out of jail
long enough to win her trust, her love. Maybe if they proved how good they
could all be together, she would stay.

“Touch her pussy. Give her a taste.” He was in charge now.

Law dropped to his knees, obviously willing to give her what
she needed. He moved between her legs, shoving them wide and spreading her
cheeks. “Want me to prep her now?”

“Yes.” There was no reason to wait. They needed to move on
her as quickly as they could.
Kinley
was an
affectionate woman. The sooner they had taken her in every way possible, the
sooner she would feel surrounded by their devotion. The sooner she would give
them her heart.

“It’s time to prep her. It’s time to take her,” Dominic
insisted. “Now.”

Kinley
stayed perfectly still as
she tried to figure out exactly what Dominic meant by “prepping her now.” She
was pretty sure it had something to do with her backside, because they’d been
paying special attention to that.

After her spanking, the cheeks of her ass were throbbing,
and she kind of liked it. But that wasn’t the only thing she enjoyed about
being with them.

Connection. Riley had used that term, and
Kinley
understood immediately. She needed the connection
that came from this kind of sex. They said it was serious, and she felt the
gravity as they surrounded her and communicated with her through pleasure.
Dominic had assured her that they would talk about sex precisely because it was
important.
Kinley
was beginning to understand why.

“What are you going to do?” Most likely, she would have been
silent in the past and simply accepted whatever they gave her. Perversely,
despite the fact that they intended to dominate her,
Kinley
wanted to know their plans because being the one to accept them would make her
feel more powerful.

“Bluntly put, I’m going to open your asshole up for our
cocks,” Dominic explained. He held up a small, oddly shaped piece of plastic.
It was tapered at the end, then flared out to form a bulb that rounded into a
graceful oval. There was a long flat piece at the end that seemed to be some
kind of handle. “I’m going to take this plug that Law sterilized and sink it
deep inside your ass. If it acquiesces, then we can take you now. If you have a
stubborn little anus, it could take a week or two.”

She wanted them today, not later. A lot was happening very
quickly, but she understood clearly that she might not have a week or two with
them. She only hoped her body would cooperate with her wishes.

How did one convince their sphincter to open up and get with
the program? “I’ll try.”

Because
Kinley
wanted more than
the sex. She wanted the connection with all of them. She wanted to know what it
meant to be the center of Dominic, Law, and Riley’s universe. She wanted to be
the sun in their sky—even if just for a while.

Her backside pulsed with tingling anticipation. Every single
one of those forty smacks had impacted her, showing her exactly what she
needed, revealing the part of her she’d denied for twenty-five years.

This was the truest
Kinley
she’d
ever known, the most comfortable she’d ever been in her own skin. Heavens, she
never wanted this exultant feeling to end.

She relaxed, giving them her trust, allowing them the
control. Oddly,
Kinley
felt not only a freedom, but a
certain power in giving herself over. She had only to tell them that she didn’t
like something and they would stop. That made relaxing and allowing things to
happen so very easy.

Because she trusted them.

It occurred to her that she’d never really trusted anyone
this deeply. Not boyfriends or family. Not even Annabelle. She’d never just
allowed herself to relax and wait for whatever came because she knew it would
be pleasurable.

Now, she could.

Collectively, they stroked her, both soothing and arousing her
as they explained what would happen.

“We’ll start with the small plug,” Law suggested.

Dominic grunted. “No, the medium one. She can handle it.”

“Just use your fingers,” Riley added to the argument.

Strong fingers pulled her cheeks apart, cool air hitting her
opening. She’d never been touched like this. Never been parted and inspected.

“Look at that.” Law whistled.

“Fucking gorgeous.” Dominic sounded like he really meant it.

Riley sighed happily. “She’s going to be so damn tight.”

For long minutes, they fondled her, told her how gorgeous
she was and how much they couldn’t wait to sink their cocks into this one
untried hole she’d never imagined a man using, except in her wildest dreams.
Maybe it should have been odd or off-putting, but she just felt utterly wanted,
as if they couldn’t wait to feel every part of her. The thought made her
shiver.

Their hands roamed every inch of her skin until she couldn’t
tell who was touching her where.
Kinley
only knew
that they all had a hand on her. The experience felt both intimate and
thrilling. Her men. Touching her. All at the same time.

How many women had to choose the sort of lover they wanted?
How many had to give up pieces of their heart that completed them in order to
receive affection?

Gruff Law could be so gentle. He understood her wholly, gave
her affection without asking for anything in return. Perversely, it made her
want to give him every bit of herself. She also found comfort in knowing he
would protect her without question or fail.

Dominic, whom she would always call Dom Dom in her head,
challenged her. He held her hand as he stripped away the veneer of the girl she
used to know and showed her the woman beneath, all the while giving himself
fully in return. He offered her trust and honesty.

And Riley…he had been so scarred emotionally. But once she’d
reached him, he’d simply asked her to give him a chance. He was so smart, so
capable, so interesting…but less sure. She could see herself learning from him
each and every day. She could see them growing together.

She was taking a chance with them now, and the terrified
part of her that had been betrayed before knew it. That part shouted at her to
walk away.
Kinley
silenced the insidious voice. After
a lifetime spent avoiding risk, she was now throwing herself in their path, at
their mercy. She didn’t want to go through life suspicious or cynical. Of
course she could get hurt again. But her past proved that life without risk was
also a life without rewards.

A finger slipped between her cheeks, and something cold coated
that intimate, previously untouched entry, jolting her from her ruminations.
She shivered at the chilly, foreign sensations.

“It’s lubricant,
Kinley
,” Riley
explained. “It’s going to help with insertion.”

Of the plug. Right.

Then once her body was ready, they would insert themselves
in her ass. She couldn’t imagine how that would feel—or how she would feel
about opening herself up this way.

Sex was intimate, yes. But it was also sometimes awkward and
sweet, often blisteringly hot…and yet oddly pure.

A weird, jangly feeling took over as something warm made its
way through the lubrication and began to penetrate her.

“That’s my finger, pet,” Dominic said as he circled her,
pressing in a bit more. “Relax. I know that’s difficult. Just think about
breathing out and letting me in.”

She drew in a long breath and released it, then felt
Dominic’s finger sink deeper. It didn’t hurt at all. It was different. She felt
pleasantly filled. Most of all, the nerves he awakened there with just a touch
aroused her.
Kinley
let herself go completely limp
and trusting in his arms.

“That’s right.” Law was kneeling at her side, his big hand
stroking her back. “So pretty, baby. Your trust is gorgeous. Let us take care
of you.”

They had been taking very good care of her. She’d never had
anyone care so much about her feelings and experience as these three men. They
made sure she had what she needed, from clothes to food to affection, then they
gave her more. Understanding, safety, concern, guidance. They thought of her
first.

Relationships should be like this,
Kinley
realized. Her mother had been so in love with her charming father. He’d been
good at making her mother love him, but he hadn’t shared his heart in return.
She saw now that her father had simply taken everything her mother had, as if
she owed him, and never given anything back in return. Becks was like that. Her
husband loved her, and she cheated on Brian as if he didn’t matter.

But what
Kinley
shared with Law,
Dominic, and Riley—this was the way it should be. They put her first. For as
long as it lasted, she would do the same with them.

Dominic submerged his finger completely inside her, and
Kinley
clenched around him.

That earned her a smack that made the already tender skin of
her ass tingle. “Don’t try to push me out.”

“Let him have his way, baby,” Law advised.

“You’ll be so full, sweetheart,” Riley vowed. “You’ll enjoy
it.”

A second finger joined the first, stretching even wider
little by little. She hissed at the slight burn, but then let loose another
breath, relaxing her muscles. Dominic’s second finger penetrated her
completely.

“You’re tight, pet, but I think we’ll fit just fine.” A
wealth of satisfaction resounded in Dominic’s voice.

Anticipation filled her.

Gently, he pulled his fingers free, and
Kinley
felt the loss—but not for long. Almost instantly, something harder filled the
empty space. “This is a training plug. While we play a bit more, I’m going to
leave this inside you to stretch you for us. Don’t lose this plug or we will
have to start all over again and I’ll do so with another spanking.”

She’d loved the forty slaps they’d given her, the primal
heat that it churned inside her, but was more than ready to move the experience
along.

She dragged a breath in as the plug began to breach her.
“Are you sure that’s only the starter size? Because it feels really big.”

Pressure, insistent and unrelenting, jammed her as the plug
scraped her nerve endings.
Kinley
forced herself not
to clench, but to simply let Dominic press the plug in farther. Finally, it
popped past a tight band of muscle inside her and slid in all the way.
Kinley
felt no pain, just a fullness that made her gasp and
writhe with a shocking curl of want. That plug filling her made her ache and
perspire and need. A little thrill of pride lit her up, too. She’d taken
everything they’d given her so far. Now she couldn’t wait to give back.

“I assure you, it’s smaller than me,” Dominic said as he
worked the plug in and out, simulating the way they would take her ass for
their own.

“Good, sweetheart. Now hold that plug in,
Kinley
,” Riley said as he helped her to her feet.

She clenched and had to concentrate on not letting the bit
of silicone slip free.

Dominic stared down at her, obviously already in that mental
place he found when he spanked and commanded her. It made him stand taller,
made his voice deepen. It was so sexy, she could hardly stand it. “I’ll be back
after I clean up. I think it’s time to torture our little submissive a bit.
Law, Riley, you can handle that, right?”

“Absolutely.” Law had taken off his clothes when she wasn’t
looking. His cock thrust out, reaching up nearly to his navel.

Riley just smiled in a way she didn’t find comforting, but
it was sexy as hell.

Once Dominic had left her alone with Law and Riley, they
circled her like two predators sizing up particularly juicy prey.

“You did so well, baby.” Law’s stare roved hot all over her
body. “Your ass looks beautiful all pink and hot,
and
you’re getting ready for us.”

Kinley
was aware of her body like
never before—the rushing of her blood, the goose bumps breaking out across her
skin, her shortness of breath, the fullness deep inside her, and the tingles
dive-bombing her from every direction. She’d never felt more awake or vibrantly
alive.

Riley shrugged out of his shirt and stepped close to her,
caressing his way down her body and making her nipples tighten. “Clench your
cheeks together, sweetheart.”

She did as he asked, and he dropped to his knees.

“Yes, that’s exactly what I want.” Riley nuzzled his face to
her belly. “You see, when you clench like that, it makes this little jewel
stand out. I really like to play with this.”

He barely touched her clitoris, which was pulsing now. A
shiver wound through her. She wasn’t completely sure what he was planning next,
and
Kinley
found a deep excitement in not knowing. In
being at his mercy. She didn’t know if he would give her the bliss of pleasure
or a sweet bite of pain—or both.

Riley dragged a finger through her labia then slid it back
up, rounding her clitoris but not quite touching it. Taunting her.

Then Law was at her back, moving her hair aside and placing
little kisses on her nape that made her shiver. His hands brushed around her
torso and molded to her breasts, lifting them as he pinched her nipples.
Kinley
gasped as her whole body clenched.

Riley finally slid the pad of his thumb over her clitoris,
just as Law pressed down on her nipples. Their timing was perfectly in sync.
Pleasure mingled with a bite of pain, bringing her nerves into a crazy harmony
she couldn’t understand or deny.

“We like this game, baby,” Law whispered in her ear. “We
like to figure out exactly what trips your trigger then parse it out slowly.”

“But only when you’re good,” Riley added. “Only when you beg
sweetly.”

“Exactly,” Law agreed, laving his way up her neck, bestowing
on her a warm, fuzzy sensation that made her shiver and writhe. She adored it.

Riley’s nose was suddenly buried in her labia, his head
moving back and forth. And then Law nipped her, just a little bite as Riley’s
tongue bathed her pussy in pleasure.

Pain and pleasure, each one complementing the other.

“I brought something fun.” Dominic returned carrying a small
silver bucket in his hands. There was a bottle of champagne chilling there, but
he ignored it. His fingers slid into the bucket and came back with a small cube
of ice. “Allow me.”

As he slid the ice down her spine, she shivered again, the
chill of the cube blending with the heat of their flesh to make something new
and intoxicating.