Once her wrists were bound, Murphy traced his fingers along her jawline. “You’re very beautiful, Eve. And you did a great job today.”
Her stomach flip-flopped. “Thank you, Sir.”
He replaced his finger with his lips and kissed a trail from jaw to shoulder until she shuddered against him. Apparently satisfied, he nipped at her skin with teeth. Sharp little bites that didn’t break the skin but sent slivers of sensation racing to her clit.
Her breath accelerated and her heart raced. More. Oh she wanted so much more.
Murphy moved around behind her, and she stood immobile now, staring into the depth of Chase’s heated gaze. Warm fingers settled at the small of her back, stroking the small space between the edge of the corset and the waistband of her skirt. The subtle tease drove her wild. When she wanted to scream for more, Murphy finally undid the button on her skirt and slid the zipper down.
Chase lifted his camera and took a few shots while Murphy undressed her.
“As much as I love the corset, it’s got to go. I want to see your pretty pink nipples.” He pulled the laces and loosened the corset and Chase stepped forward to undo the front. Cool air stroked across her skin, tightening her already aching nipples.
Moments later she stood simply clad in fishnet stockings and high heels. She hadn’t been given thigh highs for the shoot today, so her pussy was still covered, albeit by a wide-open weave of netting.
Chase and Murphy looked at each other and her legs. Obviously they had the same idea as she did. They would have to come off as well. To her surprise, neither made a move to remove them. Instead Chase’s fingers dived at her pussy, and Murphy eased between the cheeks of her ass.
“No, these won’t be coming off. They’re too damned hot, but adjustments do have to be made.”
Before she responded, they ripped at the threads and her body jerked between them. In a matter of seconds her normal stockings became crotchless.
“Now we have access to both holes,” Chase mocked.
His crude words didn’t offend her. Quite the opposite. The more dirty talk, the wetter she became, and he damned well knew it. They were going to draw this out and tease her to the brink of madness. She could feel the truth of it all the way to her core.
“Are you ready for this, baby?”
Eve shivered at Murphy’s whisper at her ear. He had a way of reaching into her soul and seeing her true feelings.
“Anything, Sir.”
“And a safe word?”
“I don’t need it.” Tension eased from her muscles as they manipulated her body. She’d asked for this and waited impatiently to get it. Tonight she wanted both men penetrating her at the same time.
Murphy let out a deep breath. His warm breath blew across her neck while his hand traveled the curve of her waist and across the slope of her breast. Goose bumps rose along her arms. He followed with a hard pull on her nipple that zinged pleasure from her breast to her pussy. Her muscles clenched around Chase’s fingers, eliciting a low moan from him.
Satisfaction. Yes. They controlled her pleasure; she created theirs.
“Tease me now and you’ll find yourself across my knees with my belt burning your ass.”
She groaned. Did he have any idea what his threats did to her? It took a force of will she barely had to obey him when the punishments sounded so delicious.
Chase thrust his fingers in her hair, pulling until the sharp pricks of pain blended with the pleasure of his fingers rubbing her clit. This time her moan was muffled when he crushed his mouth to hers. He thrust his tongue between her lips. Brute force shivered between them as he took what he needed.
When he broke free, she stood stunned from his intensity. She loved these men and their commanding ways.
“On the bed,” Murphy demanded from behind her.
Chase stepped from in front of her and gestured toward the bed. “On your knees, head down.”
Eve scrambled across the cool silk sheets and took up the position they desired. She raised her bound hands over her head and pressed her face into the mattress. With her ass thrust in the air, she waited for what was to come.
Big hands wrapped around her hips and dragged her toward the end of the bed. The mattress above her head dipped as one of them took a position in front of her.
Eve held her breath…waiting. What was coming next?
Slowly, her folds were parted and hot breath blew across her exposed flesh. A shudder of pleasure shook Eve’s body. She tried to curl her hands into the sheets to no avail. Minutes passed and nothing changed. She was being held open for someone’s view and nothing else.
Heat and need built in her core, and without thought she wiggled her hips in blatant invitation. A sharp bite to her buttocks followed, reminding her she was not in control. She couldn’t help herself. The waiting drove her crazy, something they were fully aware of.
Cool air from the nearby fan caressed her aching flesh. Her heart raced, blood rushed to her pussy, and…one of their blazing hot tongues laved her sensitized skin from clit to anus.
She lifted her head on a gasp. Pleasure spiked and pressure mounted behind her clit. One more like that and she’d go off and earn herself another punishment.
A soft chuckle sounded near her head. “She likes that.” Murphy. So Chase was the one lashing her with his wicked tongue.
He continued to lick her inflamed flesh. For a few minutes she fought against it, jerking away from his mouth. That only resulted in him grabbing her hips and holding her in place. Finally she gave in. She couldn’t fight it anymore. The pleasure built. Insane. Sharp. Out of her control.
His thumb swiped her clit, and her hips bucked involuntarily. Tension coiled tight in her belly, threatening to snap at any moment. When he pushed two fingers into her opening, she whimpered her distress.
“Not yet, baby,” Murphy murmured in her hair. “Not without permission.”
“I can’t control it.”
“Yes, you can.” Murphy’s fingers threaded into her hair, tugging at the strands for distraction.
“Please…” she whimpered.
“Tell us what you want us to do and I’ll consider it.” Now Murphy wanted to play hardball.
“Both of you to take me. Now,” she wailed.
“Oh please. Not good enough, Eve, and you know it.”
Chase halted his movements.
Eve fought for breath. Composure.
“Please fuck me, Masters. Love me with both your cocks.”
“Almost.”
Eve shook her head in the sheets, humiliation hot on her face. “Please fuck my ass and my pussy—together.”
For a few seconds silence filled the room before Chase sucked her clit into his mouth and fucked her with his fingers, hard. The ache of need sliced through her, overwhelming everything else. Pleasure swelled as she teetered on the edge.
“Come, Eve. Come for us now.”
Murphy’s words shocked and surprised her. She’d expected to be kept waiting tonight for a very long time.
While Chase plunged his fingers deep inside her, Murphy trailed his down her spine and in the crease of her ass. “This is going to be mine tonight.”
The meaning of his words rasped over her. His thick cock would soon be pressing into her virgin hole. Even though she’d begged for it more than once, they’d said she wasn’t ready. Murphy spread cool liquid across the small hole before dipping inside.
This pleasure she knew all too well. He took great satisfaction in preparing her for this every night. His finger worked past the tight ring of muscle, and Eve gave in to her need. Two fingers in her cunt, one in her ass, and one very hot tongue sucking on her clit were more than she could bear.
“Now, dammit.”
Sound exploded in Eve’s head. Screams from her own mouth as the intense buildup crested under Murphy’s command. Chase lapped furiously at her release, gorging on her flesh while Murphy eased his fingers from her body.
Slowly, they brought her back down
until her cries melted into whimpers and she collapsed on the bed.
“Goddamn our woman is wet.” She could all but see the grin on Chase’s smug face.
“Then I’d say she’s ready.” Murphy picked her up and cuddled her to his chest. He sealed his lips over hers, and she reveled in his familiar, comforting taste. Trepidation of what they were about to do wouldn’t hold her back from the need swirling in the room. She wasn’t the only one who needed it. They all did.
Murphy brushed a thumb across her nipple, sending a shock of hot desire coursing through her.
Chase lay on the bed and motioned to her with his hands. “Come here, baby.”
She practically jumped out of Murphy’s arms to obey. She wasn’t even sure when Chase had removed his clothes, but there he was, all hard muscles and warm skin. He pulled her on top of him, and she rubbed her nose into his chest. He smelled good too. Different from Murphy but definitely a second delicious musk she wanted rubbed all over her.
The rigid length of his cock prodded her belly, reminding her what he desired. However, maneuvering with her hands bound was not easy. “A little help here,” she pleaded.
“I don’t want to wear a condom, Eve, ever again. I need to feel every sacred inch of you.”
“Isn’t it already a little late to worry about that now? Besides, I already told you I was on the pill. We’re safe.”
“And I’m clean,” Chase whispered.
“Definitely me too.” She wiggled her body against him. “I’d like you bare, Sir. Please.”
Chase groaned, and Murphy must have taken that as his cue. He wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted her so Chase could place his cockhead at her entrance. Murphy lowered her one inch at a time, teasing her mercilessly.
She whimpered as the rigid flesh split her open and her muscles stretched to give him room. Eve bit her bottom lip and wriggled her hips, anything to create the friction she desired.
When Chase had fully impaled her and her butt nestled atop his thighs, Murphy released her waist and moved to her front for her bound hands. He lifted them and stretched her forward until the rope reached the hook welded to the bed frame.
With her bindings holding her stretched taut, she discovered that the position left her breasts dangling in Chase’s face. A fact he acknowledged immediately by grasping a nipple between his teeth and biting down. A wicked burst of pain blended with the pleasure of her clit rubbing against his shaft.
Sweat broke out across her back, and Eve ground her teeth to keep things at bay. Already a new ball of fury began to build in her womb, leaving her no choice but to fight against it.
Before she could process the sensations Chase created, Murphy was behind her, prodding her backside with the head of his cock. He didn’t warn her or give her time to consider what was about to happen. He pressed inside in one dark, merciless slide, opening her wide for his full length.
Fuck. She’d never been so full and stretched in her life. An intense myriad of sensations overwhelmed her. Her whimpers went unheeded, and every attempt to move was stopped by the grip both Chase and Murphy had on her.
A slight twinge of fear stole over her but was quickly forgotten the minute they began to move. One in, the other out, over and over again. The rhythm they worked her with played out like a beautiful instrument strung for her pleasure alone.
The heat from the friction they created threatened to burn her alive. Never before had she dreamed sex could be this delicious—this hedonistic.
“Jesus, Eve. So tight,” Murphy exclaimed.
“Not to mention I can feel the head of your dick rubbing over me every time you move in her.”
The muscles strained in Chase’s neck. Evidence of how hard he worked to maintain control. “Come whenever you want, sweetheart, ’cause I doubt either one of us is going to last.”
That one little word was all it took. Chase said come and Eve did. Bright lights flashed in her mind. A shining star exploding before her, rocking her world. Chase bit a nipple when she screamed, ensuring her flight didn’t land. With both men riding her hard, she couldn’t move. Bound and filled, she had no choice but to feel the ecstasy and enjoy the bliss.
On a fast thrust that touched every single nerve ending he could find, Murphy exclaimed, “You’re mine.”
“Mine too.” Chase repeated the sentiment on a powerful push of his own.
The final missing piece of Eve locked into place. If someone had told her she’d fall in love with two dominating men who would show her that she was meant for submission, she’d have laughed in their face. Yet, here she was, completely and hopelessly in love. She stared into Chase’s eyes, knowing he saw to her deepest, darkest soul, and climaxed again. This one solely for them in an ultimate display of surrender.
Her muscles clasped her masters and dragged them along for the ride. They gasped, groaned, and swore at her for stealing their control. They’d make her pay for that later, but for the moment all she felt was peace. The sweet calm after a long and rocky storm. The one thing she’d craved most and been unable to attain on her own. The path to which had been hidden in her desperate denial of submission.
She was finally home.
As the intensity of their lovemaking faded, she uttered the three final words: “I love you.”
The End
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TAKE ME, BREAK ME
CARI SILVERWOOD
Jodie is scraping the barrel trying to stay afloat. An idea arrives that could rescue her finances and bring her together in a kinky way with a man she never gave up on. She’s terrified and fascinated, and tempted as hell.
Capture fantasies rule her eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?
But Jodie and Klaus discover that underneath an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?
“An intriguing and wonderful insight into a beginning Dom.”
—Cherise Sinclair – author of the Club Shadowlands series.
Copyright
Copyright © 2013 Cari Silverwood
Early praise for Take Me, Break Me
“An intriguing and wonderful insight into a beginning Dom.”
—Cherise Sinclair – author of the Club Shadowlands series.
“…both HOT and thought provoking. I love those kinds of books.”
—Candace Blevins – author of the Safewords series.
Copyright © 2013 Cari Silverwood
Editor: Nerine Dorman
Cover Artist: Thomas Dorman aka Dr. Benway on Deviantart and Facebook
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This e-book is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Disclaimer
This book contains descriptions of many BDSM and sexual practices but this is a work of fiction and as such should not be used in any way as a guide. The author will not be responsible for any loss, harm, injury or death resulting from use of the information contained within.
Acknowledgements
There are a great many people who have helped me to grow the ideas behind this story into a book. I’d like to say a big HUGE thank you to Sorcha Black, who held my hand while I knocked out the early version. More thank you’s for beta reads go to Mj, Katrina Whittaker, Ekatarina Sayanova, and Bianca Sarble (my friend and up-and-coming author). Last of all I wish to thank Candace Blevins and Cherise Sinclair for their beta reads and critiques and wonderful encouraging words.
Because without them, Klaus would have driven me crazy.
Chapter One
Jodie
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The contrast between the view from the café and the kinkiness we were planning made me want to laugh in a slightly demented way. Below us, waves washed up the beach then retreated, leaving foaming ripples. Diamond-lace reflections from the gentled parts of the blue, blue sea blinded me—jaw-dropping scenery – and here I’d just signed a document that gave the man opposite me permission to mind fuck me into the next century.
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