He cared for her. Perhaps he even loved her.
As Reason oiled his cock and observed, Kellan devoured her lips, thrusting between them with a greedy kiss. “Let yourself feel everything.”
“I already do,” she promised.
Reason retrieved nipple clamps from the dresser. She eyed the suspicious clawlike ornaments, imagining the pain she would soon feel as Reason manipulated her arousal and controlled the level of pain and pleasure she experienced.
Affixing the claws to her nipples, he hovered over her lips, seemingly there to breathe in her whimpers, her uncontrollable moans. Now clamped, her nipples throbbed, but she wasn’t in true pain, exactly.
Reason gave her a passionate kiss and then leaned back, fiddling with a ring which was attached to the nipple clamps by a slender link chain. “Such a pretty sub.” He flicked her clit with his finger before dipping his thumb lower. Stuffing his thumb right inside her pussy, he pushed inside her just enough to impale her. At the same time, he wiggled the finger that controlled the pressure on her nipples.
Her back bowed and her mouth fell open but the scream was muted by Kellan’s kiss. He worked his tongue inside her mouth, mashing his cock against her leg. Then he tucked his hand under her bottom and wiggled the ginger finger higher before pulling it out and tossing it in the nearby wastebasket. As soon as he returned to bed, he pecked her lips once more. “You’re ours now, sub.”
“Yours?” She wasn’t sure what it all meant but she had assumed they would make some sort of claim if she didn’t disappoint them. Her gaze shifted from one to the next. “For how long?”
“We’ll see where it goes,” Reason said, winking at her.
Kellan grabbed hold of the bedpost. Reason gripped Kellan’s shoulder and her leg. Then they aimed their cocks at her pussy and slowly slipped inside her together.
“Oh my.” She was breathless, unable to speak. The stretch and burn combined with the overall image the two of them projected was much more than she’d bargained for.
Her bottom clenched and she tried to move, which wasn’t exactly easy since her arms were restrained. Her nipples were clamped.
As Kellan and Reason stroked her together, Reason tightened his hold on her nipples, pulling the tension until she cried out and begged for mercy.
There were rules in play. Kellan had discussed those when they’d driven to her condo and retrieved her belongings. Her men were Doms and they wanted a willing submissive, a woman who was more than willing to follow their requests.
She closed around their cocks, squeezing their shafts as they slowly drove forward, tapping her pussy, reaching and stroking higher. Her bottom burned and with each thrust, she was more aware of the delightful sensations.
Watching Kellan and Reason fuck her, she became fully aware of how these men used her body for their pleasures but also seemed more interested in hers. They coaxed her with their voices, pampered her with their sweet caresses, and stroked her into an ecstasy that she’d always view as memorable.
Muscles flexed. Bodies tensed. Their joint effort and dual impalement brought with it a more intense pleasure. Kellan and Reason brought her to orgasm. They drove their cocks inside her with ramming delivery, slamming against her in a beautiful tempo as she cupped her breasts and watched the lust come alive in their eyes.
Reason applied pressure to the clamps and she screamed out in agonizing pleasure and pain, the two now so mixed she couldn’t differentiate between them. Soon Jade slipped into an abyss of insatiable pleasures, grinding out a more erotic beat as she worked with the two bodies slamming inside her. She was only vaguely aware of the pain and the burning, the stretching and the yearning. In that hour, in that very moment, she realized there were fine lines—blurred lines—in every relationship.
She would never love without knowing the elemental foundations of lust. And she would never desire another without recognizing the fundamental layers supporting an everlasting love.
Jade needed to submit but she wanted to respect those who required her submission. She needed to serve but longed to trust those who wanted her subservience. More than anything else, she needed love, but wanted to be dominated by those who would willingly welcome her total submission.
Kellan and Reason were willing to give her the best of all worlds. She would give them the same.
* * * *
Hours later, a solid knock landed on the door. Kellan stretched his arm above his head and peered down at the sleeping beauty. Slipping a kiss on her cheek, he rolled to the side of the bed and quickly stumbled around trying to find his clothes in the dark.
Another knock followed and then another.
“Just a minute!” So much for trying to slip away unnoticed. Whoever was on the other side of the door wanted to make sure everyone was awake.
“It’s Tristan and Sterling. Open up.”
Flipping the overhead light on, Kellan located his jeans. Plucking them from the floor, he tossed the comforter over Jade and Reason in passing. “Just a second, guys.” He shoved one leg in his jeans and then another.
A second later, he greeted the two men who didn’t have the good sense to let him meet them in the hall. “Get up, Reason.” Sterling walked over to the bed and peered down at them. “Now.”
“What’s going on?” Kellan dragged his
hand down his face.