Bound to be Tamed: Emergence, Book 2 Page 8

  She shook from Aiden’s clutches and lifted her face toward his length. She reached her tongue out, trying to get a lick along his shaft.

  “I’m getting there, hon,” Aiden said. He leaned over her and aligned his cock with her mouth.

  Stephanie opened wide, taking him and wrapping her tongue around his thickness at the same time Dane delved deep inside her pussy again.

  So full. So right.

  One of them reached between her body and Dane’s and pinched her clit firmly. She didn’t know who and it didn’t matter. She shot off, her eyes closing as wave after wave of her second orgasm pulsed through her pussy, hugging Dane’s cock firmly, milking him. And all the while, she mimicked the action with her mouth, sucking Aiden’s shaft deep inside her throat.

  “That’s it. Come hard. It’s so fucking beautiful when you come.” Aiden grazed her neck with his fingers as she continued to pulse and suck. If it never ended she’d be happy.

  Dane lifted her hips and stuffed a pillow under her ass. He increased his speed, his girth maintaining her orgasm, every pass through her channel enforcing his claim on her.

  And then he stopped, holding himself in to the hilt. He sucked in a breath that drained the oxygen from the room. As he came inside her, he gripped her hips.

  Stephanie mirrored the action, sucking Aiden’s length as deep as she could and sliding her tongue up and down the shaft. He paused in the same frozen state as Dane, his orgasm jutting down her throat.

  She’d never sucked a man deep like that. She’d never felt compelled to until that moment. Now she just wanted both men in her as often as they would allow and as deep as they would consent.

  She felt full. Sated. Whole.

  When they were both spent, their bodies no longer twitching with the lingering pulses of come, they pulled from her together.

  Aiden’s legs shook, but he took a moment to rip the Velcro from her wrists and release her from the top rungs of the bed. The rip sounded loud in the quiet room. She would forever associate that noise with bondage. She was ruined for Velcro.

  Dane collapsed onto her other side, breathing heavily. “Holy shit.”

  Stephanie smiled, but the sentiment faded as she lowered her arms and realized they were numb and achy. “Oww.” She brought them to her chest and kneaded her biceps with both hands, crossing them over her breasts.

  Each man leaned up and took an arm, tugging them apart and working out the stiffness.

  Dane glared at her. “Next time, don’t fight it. All the strain to get loose puts stress on your muscles. If we restrain you, let the attached limb stay put.”

  She nodded. He had a point, but it wasn’t as though she’d done it on purpose. She hadn’t been able to control her desire to touch them.

  Aiden and Dane both plopped on their backs for several minutes, regaining normal breaths, but not releasing the hold on her arms. Their fingers skittered up and down the insides of her elbows until she shivered and tugged them free.

  She finally pulled her knees together, aware of every muscle in her thighs. She groaned as her limbs rebelled against the excess activity. The ache was real, but so good. She wouldn’t trade it.

  “You okay, Steph?” Aiden leaned up on one elbow and took her chin in his hand.

  “Yes, Sir. Perfect.”

  A rustling told her Dane had gotten up, his side of the bed dipping and then bouncing back as he rose.

  “You will tell us if ever we do something that hurts. Pain is not our goal. Control is one thing, but we never want to injure you, understood?”

  She nodded. “Yes, Sir.” Her body felt heavy. A chill raced down her from top to bottom. She wanted the covers pulled up but she didn’t dare ask.

  Dane returned and nudged her legs apart. He wiped the evidence of their lovemaking with a warm cloth, making her flinch repeatedly at the contact with her sensitive skin. When he finished, he tugged her ankle and she shifted her gaze to his.

  His brow was furrowed and he stared down at her from above as though fighting a mental battle.

  Had she done something to displease him?

  “Aiden, I don’t think I can…” Dane still stared at her face. Even when she looked away several times to glance at Aiden, she could feel his gaze on her. “I think we need to make an exception this once. I can’t stand the idea of not having her against me.”

  What? What are they talking about?

  Aiden reached for her breast and held it, bouncing it in his hand as he stared at it. He lifted his gaze to hers. “We intend for you to sleep in the guest room normally. It’s unusual for new subs to have the luxury of sleeping with their Dom or Doms.”

  Those words put her in her place. I’m the submissive here.

  Dane continued the speech, dragging her gaze to his spot between her splayed legs. “Because you’re exhausted and this is your first day, and frankly, we can’t stand the thought of not touching you, we’re going to let you sleep between us tonight. Don’t get used to it.”

  She blinked. It hadn’t occurred to her before that she wouldn’t sleep with them.

  “Submissives don’t choose their accommodations, hon.” Aiden pinched her nipples as he spoke. The tips were raw from all their attention and she squirmed.

  Next he lifted one hand to her face and grazed his index finger through her open mouth. Instinctively she sucked the digit. Her salty flavor lingered on his finger and filled her senses. It was heady tasting herself on him.

  He didn’t let her suck him in. Instead he popped his finger out of her mouth and released her.

  Dane gripped her waist, removed the pillow from under her and pulled her down several inches while Aiden adjusted a pillow under her head.

  Both men lay down alongside her, sandwiching her between them.

  Aiden stretched toward the bedside lamp and switched it off. He spoke into her ear as he resumed his spot. “Sleep, Steph. Another long day tomorrow. You’ll need your rest. You did good.”

  Her eyes were wide open in the darkness. An arm from each man flung across her belly. The act was possessive and restrictive. She wasn’t sure if the intention was there or not, but even in sleep they would confine her.

  She wondered at their choices tonight. They hadn’t extended her punishment for the entire hour they’d deemed necessary. Her brain was spinning around inside her head, trying to make sense of everything. The unexpected lurked in every corner of her mind. Did they do this to keep her wondering? Would they change their minds like this often? Or had it simply been as Dane had stated—we can’t stand the thought of not touching you?

  Stephanie stayed awake for several minutes, listening to the shallow breaths of her men. She was in deep. Deeper than she had imagined she would fall when she’d made this decision to submit to them this morning. She didn’t believe she could escape this new reality. She was submissive.

  There it was. She craved this life with Aiden and Dane. She couldn’t imagine how that bond wasn’t going to strengthen as the days went on.

  She vowed to try harder tomorrow to ensure she didn’t disappoint them. Her eyes drooped as she considered her morning. Whatever lessons they had in store, she would accomplish them.

  Chapter Seven

  Dane stared down at the sleeping form of his little sub and smiled. Even with the sun streaming through the windows, she slept a deep, peaceful rest. His fingers itched to trace a path across her jaw, down her exposed neck and between her breasts.

  The sheet had fallen to her waist at some point in the night. Her nipples stood at attention in the open air. Dane ached to lick the tips and make her squirm. He longed to nestle himself between her legs and slide into her warmth.

  Sex needed to be a reward in this arrangement. If they fucked her every time they had the urge, she wouldn’t develop the submissive mindset.

  “Don’t even think about it,” Aiden whispered from her other side. “We don’t have time.”

  Dane lifted his gaze to his partner and grinned. “What? Are you a mind r
eader?”

  Aiden glanced at Stephanie with the same longing in his eyes.

  Stephanie stirred. Dane flicked his gaze back to her body. He at least intended to make her writhe with need. Maybe if they hurried…

  Her small, delicate hands rested above her head, one in her hair and one under the pillow.

  They’d let her come more than once last night, and they would again this morning. They fully intended for her to orgasm several times a day. They meant to use that power of persuasion to their benefit.

  Dane feathered one finger along the lower swell of one breast. By controlling when and how she derived pleasure, he hoped she would enjoy the ride so much she would never want to leave.

  A soft purr escaped her lips and she turned onto her side, snuggling into the pillow. Her face landed inches from Dane’s, her breast a breath from his chest, her sweet hip rising into the air. When she brought her left knee up higher, the sheet dragged down lower until the top swell of her ass greeted his vision.

  Her skin, so creamy and smooth, begged to be fondled.

  Dane glanced at Aiden again and nodded his chin toward her ass. Aiden took the hint and eased the sheet lower, until her exposed rump graced the morning light.

  This little sub was delightful when she slept, so peaceful.

  Today they would test her limits. Dane longed for Stephanie to embrace this lifestyle even when they were out in public. He and Aiden discussed it and decided to start small. Stephanie was not going to like what they had in mind.

  As Dane grazed the edge of her breast again, she moaned and squirmed onto her stomach. Her face ended up half buried in the pillow and half covered with her curls.

  Dane stroked his fingertip down from her underarm to the outer swell of her breast again. He continued down this time, across her hip and over her ass.

  She jiggled her tush and reached back with one arm to swat at Dane’s hand. She giggled. “Are you always this annoying in the morning?” she muttered.

  Ah, so she was awake.

  “Yes, he is.” Aiden leaned down and kissed her shoulder blade. “Often more so.”

  Dane pushed her knee up on his side and wiggled between her legs. He pressed her thighs farther apart.

  Stephanie groaned into the pillow. “How do you always manage to make me so horny?”

  “You’re easy.” Dane blew several short breaths against her open pussy.

  She bucked her ass upward.

  “Hold still. I wanna make you feel good.” He stroked one finger through her folds, finding her already sopping wet. “Oh baby. You’re so needy already.”

  She lifted her ass higher as he reached her clit.

  Aiden whispered, “Grab the headboard, Steph.”

  She did as he told her, stretching out her softness.

  Dane set one hand on her lower back and held her steady as he pumped two fingers into her. He curled them upward as he stroked back out.

  Stephanie stiffened, but she bucked against him and moaned his name, dragging it out for several syllables. “Dane…”

  He added a third finger, spread her moisture to her clit and pressed on the tiny nub until it swelled with need.

  Stephanie started to rock, as much as Dane allowed her. When he plunged back into her tight sheath, she gasped.

  “Come for us, baby.”

  On command, she let go, her orgasm shaking her entire frame.

  “Yes.” Aiden stroked her head. “Like that.”

  When the tremors subsided, Dane removed his hand from under her as she slumped to the mattress. “So sexy.” He swatted her butt enough to make her jump.

  The groan she emitted reinforced her desire to be spanked.

  Dane knew she needed the experience, and he and Aiden had every intention of giving it to her, but they wanted it to be in a controlled environment with a more experienced Dom to guide them. They didn’t have enough practice to be sure they would use the right amount of pressure Stephanie craved.

  Each sub was different. That much Dane had learned. Some got off being spanked or flogged. Others needed it for the adrenaline release. Ensuring the scene was safe and satisfying was Dane’s main concern.

  He rubbed his hand over her ass where he’d patted her. “Turn over.”

  She obeyed, flipping her body as though it were a monumental task after being depleted by the recent orgasm.

  Aiden smoothed her hair from her forehead. “Look at Dane, honey.”

  She let her gaze fall on Dane’s. It was a gift every time she made eye contact. He swallowed around his good fortune. “We’re going out this morning. We’ve been invited to a brunch at our friend Steve’s. You met him the other night at the fetish club.”

  She nodded.

  Dane frowned at her, exaggerating the furrow of his brow.

  “Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”

  “We expect you to comport yourself like a proper submissive while we’re at Steve’s. There will be a few other Doms there with their subs. We’ll give you the opportunity to learn from them.” He grazed a finger across her lower lip.

  “We’re going to press your comfort level this morning, little sub.” Aiden stood as he spoke. “Come.”

  Stephanie paused before scrambling from the bed. She wobbled a little as she tried to get her feet to obey.

  Dane smiled from behind her. He loved when he threw her off her game. He followed her sexy ass into the bathroom, wishing he’d swatted her a little more firmly. There wasn’t even a red mark to indicate his palm had been there.

  Aiden opened the shower and flipped on the water. He propped the door open and ushered Stephanie inside. “When we’re home, you won’t shut the door to the shower, is that understood?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Stephanie stepped into the water and let it cascade over her head. The shower was huge with plenty of room for more than one person. He and Aiden had designed it themselves. With the spout on the far wall, very little water splashed from the enclosure even with the door open. Dane ached to step inside with her.

  Instead he leaned against the counter to enjoy the show. “There’s shampoo, conditioner and girly soap on the shelf. We stocked up over the weekend.”

  She glanced at him. Her mouth fell open, but she closed it just as fast, holding back whatever retort she’d been about to utter. She chose to hastily wash with shaky fingers, fumbling with the bottles of soap.

  Dane unnerved her. He knew it. He loved it.

  Aiden turned the water off as Stephanie stepped out. He handed her a washcloth. She didn’t flinch. Both Aiden and Dane had dried her with the small terrycloth square last week. It afforded her no privacy and pushed her level of comfort.

  Dane stepped past her to enter the shower himself. His cock was hard from the shower show, and he fully intended to masturbate to the beat of the water. He’d done that a lot since they’d met her. Not that he and Aiden hadn’t had sex as often. On the contrary, they’d been more amorous than ever, but Dane found himself needing to orgasm more frequently. No matter how many times he got off, his dick stayed hard.

  Stephanie had that effect on him.

  He stared at her smooth skin as he bathed, not hiding the fact that he held his length in his hand and repeatedly stroked to the tip and back down to his balls as he showered. Through the haze of the waterfall he watched her bite her lip as he shot off against the wall.

  She even crossed her legs until Aiden tapped her thigh and glared at her sternly. “You can watch, but you must keep your legs apart.” Aiden stepped into the shower as he spoke, running a palm up Dane’s torso and taking his mouth in a deep kiss that melted Dane’s insides and almost had him buckling his knees. God that man could kiss.

  To preserve some dignity, Dane squirmed out of Aiden’s grip and dripped his way out of the shower. He grabbed a large towel, dried himself off and wrapped it around his hips.

  Stephanie still stood on the rug, her face lowered, her legs spread. She was in no particular position, but she waited patiently.


  Dane left her there as he headed for the closet. He returned minutes later wearing jeans, a collared shirt and loafers. He carried a sundress. He couldn’t wait to see the look on her face when he put it on her.

  Over the weekend, shampoo wasn’t the only thing he’d bought. Aiden and he had shopped for clothing too. They’d woken up Saturday morning confident she would return, or at least hopeful enough they decided to make arrangements.

  Dane grinned to himself as he held the sundress. He’d hoped just purchasing clothes for her would somehow will her into their lives. They knew all her sizes from shopping last week, and more importantly their friends, Martin and Leon, owned a boutique and had measured Stephanie. It was easy. One quick stop and Dane had picked up several appropriate outfits for a sub to wear when leaving the house.

  Dane set the sundress on the counter as Aiden stepped from the shower and grabbed a towel.

  Dane pointed at the sink. “Brush your teeth, baby.”

  Aiden padded forward as Stephanie bent over the sink. He was still naked, his hair dripping as he moved.

  Dane leaned against the wall and crossed his legs. He’d masturbated in the shower. Not that it had been enough to keep his dick from hardening at the sight of Aiden’s long, lean body, but at least he’d come. Aiden had not. His cock stood out, stiffer than Dane had ever seen.

  They made eye contact. Dane nodded at Aiden. Dane’s dick thickened thinking about watching Aiden take Stephanie.

  Stephanie set her toothbrush on the counter and lifted her gaze to the mirror. Dane watched her in the glass. Her hair was damp, beautiful. Her face was flushed pink. Her chest rose as she sucked in a lungful of air. Her gaze shifted from one man’s reflection to the other in the mirror.

  Aiden stepped up behind her. He pressed his body against her back, entwined his fingers in her hair and kissed her neck. Dane swallowed as Stephanie tipped her head to one side, a soft moan escaping her lips.

  As her lips parted, he watched her expression and then lowered his gaze to her chest. After a second he dipped his head to the place she gripped the counter with both hands until they turned white.