Dirty Little Secrets [Impulse 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Zara Chase

  “And I guess you’re going to affix the last of your pins there.”

  “That’s right. It will test Kai’s powers of restraint to the limit. Not many men could take it without either quitting or ejaculating, but I’m counting on my buddy to remain disciplined.”

  A choking sound slipped past Kai’s lips, but otherwise he sat perfectly still, shackled to the chair, as Pascal prepared to attach the pins.

  “Here we go,” Pascal said, using the stern toned he’d employed when he’d required Kai to scrub the baseboard. “If you lose control, slave, then there will be consequences.”

  “I won’t,” Kai replied, his voice a strangled moan as the last pin was put in place.

  “There.” Pascal stood up and looked down at his slave. “Ain’t that one of the prettiest pictures you ever did see? How does it make you feel, darlin’?”

  “Hot,” Nicole said without hesitation. “I’ve never even imagined anything remotely like it.”

  “You have your fantasies, though.”

  “Of course. Doesn’t everyone?”

  “I’d like to hear them, but right now we should deal with Kai’s needs. He’ll be wanting me to fuck him, and I’m guessing you’ll want to watch.” She nodded, unable to be anything other than honest, given the circumstances. “Okay, but before that he’ll need to take a thrashing.”

  “Why?”

  “Because that’s the way it is.”

  “Oh, I see.” But she didn’t—not really. “What about the pegs?”

  “They need to be taken off, which is your assignment.”

  “You want me to remove them? To touch him, to—”

  He sent her a taunting smile. “You have a problem with that?”

  “No, I guess not.”

  Tentatively she approached Kai, wondering which pegs to remove first. She assumed the ones on his cock and balls would hurt the most but couldn’t bring herself to go straight for that area. So she started at his head, removing the ones from his lobes, then his neck and arms. His nipples came next.

  “Lick and suck them better for him,” Pascal said in a commanding tone.

  Nicole did so, her own breasts brushing against his chest as she leaned down and applied her lips to his torso. He tasted of sweat, sex, and masculinity. For the first time Kai showed signs of agitation. Was she doing something wrong? She turned to look at Pascal for guidance.

  “You’ve stirred him up,” he said in a censorious tone.

  “Me! What about all the stuff you did to him?”

  “Stop sucking his tits, Nicole. If Kai can’t take it without reacting then he doesn’t deserve your attention.”

  Kai half groaned and then clamped his mouth shut. Nicole continued removing the pins, leaving his cock until last. When she removed the pins from that area, too, Pascal ordered her to suck his cock. She fell to her knees beneath his splayed legs and did just that. It was something she’d never done before, but she’d read enough on the subject to know she should run her tongue down its length, tease him by sucking his balls and tickling the head of his cock. Kai tried to lift his hips the moment she sucked the whole of him into her mouth and Pascal ordered her to stop. He grabbed a rope, tied it around Kai’s waist and fastened it at the back of the chair. It was now impossible for Kai to move any part of his lower body.

  “Now carry on,” he ordered Nicole.

  She sucked Kai’s pulsating cock deep into her mouth, tickling his glans with her tongue. Kai groaned and, before she knew what was happening, a fountain of sperm hit the back of her throat, almost making her choke as she struggled to swallow it down.

  “Oh dear,” Pascal said, sounding amused. “Someone’s in for one hell of a punishment now.”

  Chapter Ten

  Discovering that Nicole was still a virgin had made Pascal feel invincible. If she and her virginity were to be their reward for the long wait they’d endured, it was damn sure worth all the angst and frustration. He’d worried that observing him and Kai at play would be too much for her, but couldn’t have been more wrong. Her fascination with what they did, the questions she asked, and her very obvious state of arousal was all the reassurance he needed.

  Their mate-to-be was keen to make up for lost time, but, unfortunately, until they told her they were shifters—alpha pumas in need of a human mate for life—they couldn’t actually fuck her. If they did and she then declined their proposal, they would have blown their chances of mating with anyone else. They would also lose their powers and be unable to shift, which made it a totally unacceptable risk, even if Nicole was temptation personified.

  Still, that didn’t mean there weren’t other things they could do with her that might tip the balance in their favor. Their games were new and exciting enough for her to have placed her trust in them, which had to count for something. Even so, Pascal didn’t delude himself into believing that they wouldn’t have a tough task convincing Nicole to stay. She wasn’t even American and she had a thriving business back in England.

  Why would she want to stay with two shifters who roamed the national park at night because…well, because they didn’t feel alive unless they could run free and explore their animal natures? She’d have to remain in Impulse, which probably seemed small and provincial to her after the hustle and bustle of a vibrant city like London. All the residents in Impulse looked out for one another, but she might find the lack of privacy intrusive. They lived under constant threat of attack from their enemies, had to be ready to vacate at a moment’s notice, and…well, the list was endless.

  There were good things to compensate. Her life span would triple, and she’d get to play with the pair of them for the rest of her days and never want for love and protection. But a lot of humans wouldn’t even entertain the idea. A lot more could and did. Chantal, Rafe and Vilas’s mate, was a shining example. Still, now wasn’t the time to dwell upon all that. Pascal looked on the bright side and grinned. He had a lover to thrash and fuck and a mate-to-be to introduce to the delights of oral sex. That was definitely a cause for celebration.

  Pascal released Kai from the chair and told him to kneel in front of Nicole’s chair.

  “Rest your face in her crotch,” he said with authority.

  Pascal half expected Nicole to object. When she didn’t, he decided to test her boundaries. He took the restraints he’d used on Kai and shackled her hands in front of her.

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  “You wanted to know more about how it felt to concede power to another.”

  “I don’t recall saying any such thing.”

  Pascal offered her a sexy smile. “You didn’t need to actually say it. It was written all over your face.”

  “All right. What happens now?”

  Pascal glanced at Kai’s exposed ass. “Now I thrash my slave for his lack of self-restraint.” She tried to look disapproving, but her eyes gave her away. They glistened with interest. “You can help him to take it any which way you like.”

  “With my hands shackled?”

  “You can still use them, and your lips and teeth. You need to think outside the box, darlin’.”

  Pascal watched her awkwardly push her shackled hands through Kai’s thick hair, clearly searching out the erogenous zones Pascal had pointed out to her earlier. Satisfied that she and Kai were totally engaged, he brought the switch down hard over Kai’s ass, giving him no advance warning. Nicole gasped, but Kai showed no reaction whatsoever. Pascal could see that he was practicing his controlled breathing. That came as no surprise. Kai knew precisely what to do to get the most out of the pain. Nicole didn’t, but she, too, was breathing deeply and exhaling slowly, her body relaxed as though trying to take some of Kai’s pain. Pascal was delighted with her instincts but wanted to tell her that Kai wouldn’t cede his pain lightly. He enjoyed the rush he got from it way too much to be that generous.

  Pascal brought the switch down a dozen times, striping Kai’s ass harder than he’d done for a long while. Kai groaned once or twi
ce but otherwise showed no reaction. When he gauged that his buddy had had enough he threw the birch aside, leaned down, and gently kissed the red areas he’d just punished.

  “It’s over now, Kai,” Nicole said. “You can relax.”

  “Be quiet, Nicole,” Pascal said sharply. “No one gives my slave orders except me. Do you want to earn him another flogging, or would you rather take it for him?”

  “I’m sorry, master, I didn’t stop to think.”

  “You don’t think when we’re playing sex games, darlin’. You just do as you’re told. I’m the only one allowed to do the thinking.”

  Pascal knew his words would fire her desire and, sure enough, her legs fell open, allowing Kai a close-up view of her pussy, covered only by her flimsy panties. He could see Kai’s tongue darting out to taste her, nudging her clit, and Nicole’s hips moving up to meet his tongue. This just got better and better. He was about to lube Kai’s ass and fuck him senseless, but Nicole’s reaction gave him other ideas.

  “Wanna try these?” he asked her, waving a clothespin beneath her nose.

  She moistened her lips, tilted her head to one side, and smiled as though it was only just dawning on her how much power she actually held over them both. “Will you take them off if they hurt?”

  “Always.”

  “All right then. Let’s do it. You’ve made me curious.”

  Kai groaned and kept his face buried between her legs. Pascal moved behind Nicole and unsnapped her bra. Her breasts really were a delight. Full, firm peaks topped by rock-hard nipples. He cupped one in his hand and pinched the nipple softly, and then a little harder. She moaned and her head fell back so she could smile up at him.

  “That feels good,” she said.

  Her lips were too tempting to resist—moist, plump, and screaming out to be kissed. Pascal wasn’t big on resisting temptation and claimed them in a drugging kiss intended to dispel any lingering doubts she might still harbor. His tongue invaded her mouth with bold, sweeping strokes, marking her as theirs. Her response was instantaneous and she kissed him back like her life depended on it.

  With their mouths fused together and heat spiraling between them, he deepened the kiss and increased the pressure he was placing on her nipple. Still kissing her, he replaced his fingers with a peg and then turned his attention to her other breast, repeating the process. When he broke the kiss it clearly took her a moment to realize the pegs were already in place.

  “Oh,” she said. “They don’t hurt as much as I thought they would.”

  “When they’re removed, that’s when you’ll get a real rush. The feeling will come back to your nipples, they’ll be a little sore and sensitive, but the pleasure will more than compensate for that.”

  “It’s not doing a bad job now,” she said breathlessly.

  “And you’re distracting me from my duty. My poor slave is still waiting to be fucked.”

  She offered him a sultry smile, her lips already swollen and pouty from his harsh kiss. “Don’t let me stop you.”

  Pascal laughed, grabbed the lube, and slapped a dollop over Kai’s ass, working it into his anus with one finger. He applied more to his own cock and then fastened a thick collar with a chain attached to it around Kai’s neck. Standing behind him he eased the tip of his erection into Kai and then slammed himself all the way home with a strong thrust of his hips. Kai held his ground, his tongue still working Nicole’s pussy on the outside of her panties. He wouldn’t dare to remove them, not unless Pascal gave him leave, and Pascal wasn’t ready to do so quite yet.

  “Leave her pussy and tweak the pegs on her tits,” he ordered Kai.

  Kai obediently did as he was told. Nicole cried out, but not because she was in pain. She obviously loved being part of this. It was all new to her and she didn’t try to hide how much she was enjoying herself. Her reaction blew Pascal’s mind, putting his usual self-restraint to the test. Kai, he could tell, was in a similar state of discomfort.

  “Let’s really fuck,” he said, his voice as ragged as his breathing as he tugged on the chain attached to Kai’s collar, restricting his breathing.

  “Yes, master.”

  They moved together, fast and furious, while Kai continued to torment Nicole’s tits. Pascal noticed that she’d closed her legs and was rubbing them together.

  “Don’t do that, Nicole,” he said firmly. “When it’s your turn to come, we’ll help you out.”

  She stopped immediately and took interest in what they were doing, peering over Kai’s back to watch Pascal’s cock disappearing in and out of Kai’s anus. She seemed fascinated, which spurred both men on. When Kai spluttered and his muscles spasmed, Pascal knew he was close. So, too, was Pascal. The little witch was playing havoc with their control and would have to be punished for making them so crazy.

  Pascal slid one arm around Kai’s waist and pulled him closer. With his other hand he grabbed the chain and pulled. Hard. Kai’s head fell back and he almost choked, but didn’t lose his rhythm. Pascal saw confusion and concern on Nicole’s face, but, wisely, she didn’t try to intervene. Kai was having the time of his life. So, too, was Pascal. To fuck one another senseless in front of their mate-to-be added a new level of excitement to the entire act.

  “Let it go, slave.” Pascal thrust harder still, released Kai’s waist, and slapped his sore buttocks each time he withdrew. “You have permission.”

  “Thank you, master.”

  Kai tugged hard on the pegs attached to Nicole’s tits, let rip with a whole stream of profanities, and shot his load all over her panties. Pascal waited just long enough to ensure he’d gotten all he needed from him and then, panting and swearing, he rode the crest of a mind-blowing orgasm that drained his aching balls dry and left him feeling totally wiped out.

  Laughing, he tapped Kai’s butt again and withdrew.

  “New heights, lover,” he said. “Definitely new heights.”

  * * * *

  “Now then, babe,” Pascal said. “What can we do to raise your expectations?”

  Nicole didn’t respond immediately. She absolutely needed to come, had never felt the need so greatly, and couldn’t wait much longer. She could take care of her own needs. That’s what she usually did, which meant excusing herself and going to her room. Was she prepared to blow them off? It would be far less complicated that way. Ever since the incident with the swimming coach, which hadn’t been her fault but everyone except her grandfather seemed to think that it was, she’d done everything within her power to avoid complications. She needed to be in control of everything she did.

  Well, that wouldn’t happen if she allowed Pascal to have his way. He was alpha male to the bone. Even if she hadn’t seen him in action with Kai, the not entirely civilized male aura he wore like a second skin told her he’d never allow a woman to run the show. Pascal was born to lead. Even if he wasn’t, he wouldn’t be able to resist leading her, simply because he thought she had no idea what to do.

  She suppressed a smile, wondering how they’d react if they knew she wasn’t quite the innocent they thought she was. Just because she was a virgin, that didn’t make her a prude. She had her needs, just like everyone else, and a whole range of interesting toys to help her bring them to fruition. She’d also read some pretty raunchy fiction in her time and it had made her curious about the entire BDSM lifestyle. That led her on to nonfiction books on the subject, and very informative they were, too. She knew all about dungeons, Doms, and subs, masters, and slaves. She just hadn’t ever thought that she’d get a personal demonstration.

  And yet here she was, handcuffed, clothespins hanging from her tits, and Kai’s sperm all over her panties. The old, controlled Nicole would have been horrified. The person she’d become since arriving in this quirky place was having the time of her life. No one from her real life would know what she got up to. And she’d be gone from here sooner rather than later, and so, for once, she could afford to let herself go.

  “What do you have in mind?” she asked in re
ply to Pascal’s question.

  “That depends if you’re prepared to trust us.”

  She glanced down at her shackled hands. “Seems like I already do, but I have to tell you, I’m not big on pain.”

  “You still have the pins on your nipples.”

  “That’s true, but they don’t really hurt at all.”

  “Then perhaps your pain threshold is higher than you imagined.”

  “Or maybe you enjoy us looking at you, which makes you forget about the discomfort,” Kai suggested.

  Nicole was astonished. Two minutes ago Kai had been a well-trained slave, submissive, subservient, only speaking when given leave to do so. It was as though someone had flipped a switch and he was now back to the confident, fun-loving hunk she was more accustomed to seeing. If she couldn’t see the angry red whip marks across his back and buttocks, she might have thought she’d imagined the entire scene.

  “Yes,” she said. “Perhaps.”

  “We’ll train you so you enjoy playing our games.” Pascal sent her that damned sexy smile of his that added a spurt of her own juices to Kai’s rapidly drying ejaculate. “Would you like that?”

  “How long does this training take? I don’t plan on hanging around for too long.”

  “We haven’t gotten to the bottom of your grandfather’s conundrum yet,” Kai reminded her. “And all work and no play—”

  “Yes, all right.” Nicole was too embarrassed to look at them and hoped they’d put her reaction down to subservience. Little did they know what a big deal it was for her to say yes to them. “Just tell me what I need to do.”

  Both guys sat in front of her, but neither of them actually touched her. Damn, she really wanted them to. It had been heaven when Kai tweaked the pins attached to her nipples. Perhaps she shouldn’t have sounded so lukewarm about the whole idea because they seemed to think it required further discussion. As far as Nicole was concerned, all the talking had been done. The time for action was long overdue.