Love Slave for Two Collection [Box Set 7]

by Tymber Dalton

  “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

  “Did I sound like it?” she purred.

  He laughed, hugging her. “You’re amazing.” He rolled her on top of him and lifted her sundress off while she worked on his shirt buttons. His phone was still clipped to his belt on his pants, which had dropped to around his knees. He dialed Tyler and handed her the phone, nudging her off him while he removed his shoes and pants.

  “Hello, Master,” she purred into the phone. She put it in speaker mode and laid it on the bed.

  “Jesus, Nevvie, you know what that does to me,” Tyler said.

  She laid back and looked at Thomas while he straddled her. “That’s the point, Master.” Thomas kissed her.

  “Did you wear the sundress to dinner?”

  “Ah, so it was you.”

  “Of course. And?”

  “And what?”

  “Did you finish any unfinished business?”

  Thomas shook his head and grinned. “Fucking spooky, Ty. You really are, I’m not kidding.” Nevvie gasped when he took one of her nipples in his mouth and suckled it, teasing it into a hard pebble.

  “I’m assuming our girl needs a little relief?”

  Thomas moved to her other nipple. “That’s the idea.”

  “Mmm. I’m sitting here in bed, stroking myself, my eyes closed, imagining what she must look like freshly fucked and laying there with that delicious smile on her face, ready for us to make her come. Do you want to come, sweetheart?”

  She moaned from his words and from the feel of Thomas’ tongue flicking her nipple. “Please make me come.”

  “I wish I had your luscious mouth here to suck my cock. I’m guessing our dear Thomas can use his tongue on you and make you moan loudly for me, right?”

  Thomas bent between her legs, firmly stroking his tongue against her swollen clit.

  “Ooh! Yes!”

  Tyler laughed. “Ah, Thomas, work your magic on her.” Tyler’s voice had dropped to a husky growl that Nevvie knew meant he was rapidly approaching release.

  Thomas spread her legs wider, running his tongue down to her virgin rosette, rimming her and then back up to circle her clit. She moaned louder, closing her eyes and throwing her head back. “Jesus, that’s good.”

  “Lay back and enjoy it,” Tyler said. “Let your master make you come.”

  Thomas slipped two, then three fingers inside her as he firmly stroked her clit with his tongue. She thrust her hips to meet him. Where Tyler finely targeted every nerve in her body, Thomas went for the scattershot approach, no less effective in bringing her release. She grabbed his head, wrapped her fingers in his hair, pulling him tightly against her. As her climax hit she tried to hold back her screams.

  “Jesus…yes! Don’t stop!”

  Tyler moaned into the phone. “That’s it, sweetheart. Ride it out, let him do it…ah!”

  She finally relaxed on the bed and Thomas lay next to her, cuddling her in his arms. “How was that?” he asked Tyler.

  Tyler sounded out of breath. “Wonderful. Simply wonderful.”

  Thomas reached for the phone. “I think we’re ready to go to sleep now. Love you.”

  “Love you both.”

  “Love you too, Tyler,” Nevvie said. “Go lock the front door.”

  “Damn! Right, as soon as I hang up. Talk to you in the morning.”

  Thomas ended the call and put the phone on the bedside table. She felt his stiff shaft rubbing her leg.

  “You don’t really want to go to sleep yet, do you?” She stroked him, feeling his cock twitch against her palm.

  He grinned. “Hell no. Roll over.”

  She did, assuming his favorite position—on her knees, ass in the air, head resting on her forearms.

  Thomas kissed her cheeks, stroking them, then spread her legs further. “You are so beautiful.” He rubbed his cock up and down her damp folds. He pushed deep, and when he bottomed out he folded his body over hers and slowly thrust. He couldn’t fuck her as hard or fast this way for fear of hurting her, but he went deep.

  “You want to try to come again, sugar?”

  Nevvie wiggled her hips. “I don’t think I can. That’s okay. I want to hear you come.”

  He kissed her shoulders and gripped her hips as he took long, deep thrusts. “I want us to take a trip to the Keys, Nevvie. The three of us. We can rent a boat and go fishing, have a lot of fun.”

  She looked over her shoulder. “You just want an excuse to get me naked on a boat.”

  He smiled, giving a little extra push at the end of his stroke, making her gasp. “You better believe it. Tyler and I always wanted to go down there, never have made it. Talked about it a lot. The three of us alone on the water, able to have some fun.” He closed his eyes, his fingers tightening on her. She knew he was close and started thrusting with him, helping him. He moaned, “Jesus you’re so sexy,” and he took one more stroke, balls pressed into her flesh as he emptied inside her.

  He wrapped his arm around her waist and rolled to his side, Nevvie nestled against him with his softening cock still embedded inside her. He kissed her shoulder, where Tyler’s love bite still showed on her skin. “He left a good one on you last night, didn’t he?”

  She felt for the sheet, found it, pulled it over them. “I think he likes being in the middle.”

  “I know he does. We should do that for him more often. We don’t do that enough.” He closed his eyes. “I love you, but I miss him.”

  She patted his arm. “I miss him, too.”

  As she fell asleep with the sound of Thomas’ breath in her ear she thought about Tyler, missing him and wishing he didn’t have to sleep alone.

  * * * *

  They cleared up the permitting issues by late afternoon. After a call to Tyler to not hold dinner, they grabbed a meal on the road and made it home by ten. He waited up, hugging them.

  While Thomas put the bike away, Nevvie undressed and climbed into bed, snuggling with Tyler.

  “I missed you last night,” she said.

  He kissed her and touched the mark on her shoulder. “I missed you both.” He chuckled. “I didn’t realize I’d got you that good.”

  “You marked me well, Master.”

  He groaned, and she smiled when she felt his cock spring to life.

  “Torture. Absolute torture, love.”

  “What?” Thomas walked into bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt.

  “Little Miss Sinister Voice.”

  “Ah.”

  “You boys will have to play alone tonight. I’m sorry, I’m not feeling very perky.” Their code for, “I’ve got cramps.”

  “Don’t apologize, sugar,” Thomas said, kneeling on the end of the bed. “Why don’t you let Master Tyler cuddle up to you while I take care of him?”

  She shifted positions. “Gladly.”

  Tyler rolled onto his back, nestled in her arms while Thomas bent between his legs.

  She rested her cheek against his hair, her arms wrapped around him. She loved watching them play together. He tightly clung to her arms, closing his eyes and flexing his body while Thomas expertly went down on him, making Tyler writhe in pleasure.

  “That’s it,” she whispered, watching Tyler’s cock disappear inside Tom’s lips. “Come for us, Tyler. We want to hear you come. How’s it feel having his mouth around that sweet cock of yours, baby?”

  “Wonderful,” he gasped.

  She worked her lips along his jaw, flicking her tongue against his neck, nipping his earlobe. With her lips pressed to his ear she softly breathed, “Come for me, Ty. Come for your angel.”

  He moaned, bucking his hips, closing in on his climax until he finally made it, his fingers clamping around her arms as his whole body tensed from the feeling.

  Nevvie waited until he relaxed in her arms to shift position. She looked to see Thomas still gently sucking him, finally releasing him with one last kiss on his balls.

  “How was that, sugar?” he asked.

  Tyler nodded, still r
ecovering.

  Thomas moved next to them, throwing an arm around Tyler. “Does that make up for last night, having to sleep alone?”

  Tyler nodded, his eyes still closed.

  Thomas kissed him then kissed Nevvie. “How’d that feel, being curled up in our baby girl’s arms like that?” She loved that Thomas was always so gentle with Tyler.

  “Wonderful.” Tyler opened his eyes. “My turn.”

  The men traded places, and Nevvie cuddled Thomas to her while Tyler repaid the favor. The men were so different in their styles. After a few minutes she knew Thomas was close and she wrapped her arms around him. “I want to hear my sweet master come for me,” she whispered.

  It was more than enough to push him over the edge. Thomas’ body went rigid as he came, his face tight and hard as Tyler drew out the sensation. With a final cry he collapsed against her, moaning as Tyler took his time releasing him.

  “God that was good!” Thomas gasped.

  Tyler smiled, and once again the three of them curled together.

  “We ready for sleep now, boys?”

  Tyler and Thomas both kissed her. “I think so, sweet,” Tyler said. “Happy dreams.”

  “No problems there.”

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Two weeks later, Thomas drove them to the airport. The flight was uneventful and they landed at JFK a little after five. A few people recognized Tyler on the plane so Nevvie behaved, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention. Tyler seemed unconcerned, holding her hand, oblivious to anyone’s opinion. The publisher sent a private car and driver to meet them. Once safely ensconced in the back seat, Nevvie felt free to lean over and kiss Tyler.

  “Too bad Thomas couldn’t be here,” she said.

  Tyler nodded, looking through the final itinerary given to him by the driver. “Why don’t you call him, let him know we’re safe and sound.” He browsed his New York Times.

  Thomas answered on the second ring. “How was the flight?”

  “I behaved myself.” She caught Tyler’s eye and winked.

  “No chance to join the Mile High Club?”

  She blushed. “Not this flight.”

  “Where are you?”

  “In the car.”

  Thomas’ voice growled in her ear. “Well, I think you owe your poor Master Tyler a little relief, don’t you?”

  Her breath quickened. “What?” she whispered.

  “You heard me, little slave. Keep the phone to your ear and lean over and unzip him.”

  Her heart thundered. “Okay,” she breathed, feeling the blood rush between her legs.

  Tyler perused the paper, not paying attention to her conversation until she briefly met his eyes as she shifted position and bent into his lap. He adjusted the newspaper to hide her and stretched his legs as she unzipped his slacks and freed him.

  Thomas knew what this did to her. “Are you wet, baby?”

  “Mm hmm.”

  “Go down on him. Is he hard yet?”

  “Oh, yeah.” She wrapped her lips around Tyler’s instantly-hard shaft. She swirled her tongue around the ridge at the base of the head.

  Tyler softly moaned and closed his eyes.

  “Well,” Thomas said, “deep throat him, sugar. I want you to suck him dry for me.” He gave her commands over the phone as she drew soft groans from Tyler.

  Beyond caring if the driver knew what was going on, Nevvie only cared about pleasing her boys. She used her free hand to massage his shaft and sac, trying to ignore the nearly uncomfortable ache between her own legs. After a few minutes she felt him tense and prepared, taking him deep into her mouth. As he came, one hand dropped the paper and cupped the back of her head.

  When he finished he took the phone from her.

  “Thank you, lover,” he whispered to Thomas.

  She sat up and adjusted his clothes, zipped him, and smiled. Tyler kissed her.

  “Did our girl take good care of you?” Thomas asked.

  “Yes, she did. We’ll call you later when we’re settled and can repay the favor,” he whispered, his eyes never leaving hers.

  “Make sure you do. I want to hear her moan.”

  “That I’ll do.” He hung up and kissed her. “Do you know how much I absolutely love you, sweetheart?”

  “Don’t you mean, ‘little slave,’ Master?” she asked coyly.

  He grinned. “Bloody hell, woman. I’ll be walking around hard all weekend if you keep doing that.”

  “That’s a bad thing?”

  He stroked her chin and kissed her again, gently taking her lower lip in his teeth and tugging a little. “You are wonderfully, sweetly kinky,” he whispered.

  “But only for my masters.”

  He moaned again, sitting back and patting her leg. “I’m in trouble, I fear.”

  * * * *

  She turned as he closed the hotel room door and leaned against it.

  “Lock it,” she said.

  He smiled and flipped the dead bolt and safety bar. “Better?”

  “Yes.”

  He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his blue eyes smoldering. “That’s the last command you give me tonight, isn’t it, little slave?”

  She nodded, loving this game, loving him. The dull, needy throb had quieted during the ride to the hotel, but his words and gaze brought it back with a full-fledged pounding.

  “I think you should get undressed and get in bed.”

  She nodded, her pulse beating in her ears. How he did that to her, she didn’t know. Didn’t care, to be honest. Never in her life had she felt such knee-weakening desire as she did with Tyler. Thomas too, in a similar way, but Tyler pierced through her very core, as if he knew exactly which buttons to push.

  Nevvie unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it to the floor, followed by her slacks, bra and panties. Tyler still wore his shirt, but had unbuttoned it. “How would you like me, Master?” she asked.

  “Flat on your back for starters, love.” He made a call and moved to stand at the foot of the bed while she complied. “Hello, lover…yes…hold on.” He set the phone to speaker mode and placed it on the bed. “Can you hear?”

  From the sound of his voice, she knew Thomas was smiling. “Perfectly. Is our little slave ready?”

  Tyler’s eyes never left hers. “I suspect she’s more than ready, Thomas.”

  Thomas laughed. “Nevvie, sugar?”

  “Yes, Master?”

  “You’re going to talk to me while he’s making love to you, darlin. I want you to describe it all to me, you hear?” Tyler had draped his shirt over a chair and was working on his slacks.

  “Yes, Master.”

  “So what’s he doing?”

  She licked her lips as Tyler shucked the rest of his clothes. “He’s taking off his clothes, Master.”

  “Is he hard?”

  Tyler turned from the chair and she spotted his rigid shaft. “Very.”

  He smiled and knelt over her, kissing her, exploring her mouth with his tongue. He moved lower, tracing the curve of her neck down past her collarbone, and she gasped.

  “He kissed me…now he’s kissing my breasts.”

  From Thomas’ hoarse grunt she knew what he was doing on his end of the phone. “Is he licking your nipples?”

  She closed her eyes and moaned as Tyler took one nipple into his mouth, gently nipping it with his teeth until it peaked with desire. He played with the other, using his fingers to tease it into a similar state.

  “He’s sucking on one and playing with the other.” Saying it honed her passion to a fine edge. She tangled her fingers in his hair and tried to rub against his hip but he chuckled under his breath and moved teasingly out of reach.

  “Do you want him to go lower, baby girl?”

  “I want to feel his tongue on me, Master.”

  Tyler moaned around her breast and moved south.

  “Is he doing it, sugar?”

  She lifted her head and caught Tyler’s gaze and teasing smile for just a second before he plunged b
etween her legs. Nevvie threw her head back and moaned. “Oh, God, yes!”

  “Use that sweet tongue of yours on her, Ty. I wish I could be there now, watching you. Talk to me, Nev.”

  Nevvie was nearly beyond speech. “He’s running his tongue around my clit. Oh, God, that feels good!”

  “Do you want to feel his fingers in you too, baby?”

  “Uh huh!”

  “Ask him.”

  “Please fuck me with your fingers, Master!”

  Tyler wrapped his lips around her swollen nub as he stroked two fingers in and out of her wet heat. She was close. “He’s doing it,” she gasped.

  Thomas panted. “Jesus, you sound so freaking sexy, sugar. I bet you’re really wet, aren’t you?”

  Tyler was an expert at keeping her on the edge for what felt like hours. It hadn’t taken him long to unlock secrets about her body she never even dreamed existed. “Yes!”

  “I’m close, Ty,” he growled. “See if you can bring her over with me. Talk to me, Nevvie. Tell me what’s going on.”

  Nevvie twisted her hand in the sheet and moaned into the pillow. “I’m—I’m so close!”

  Tyler’s fingers changed tempo. He stroked her clit with his tongue and she felt her climax start. “He’s—oh, God, I’m coming!”

  Tyler drew it out, finessing her body as they heard Thomas groan over the phone. She felt like she wouldn’t stop, her nerves stretched on a thin, heated wire, Tyler drawing it taut time and again as wave after wave of pleasure swept through her. As her descent started she trembled from the power of the feeling. When Tyler knew she’d finished he gave her mound one last kiss before working his way up her body.

  “How are you, lover?” he asked Thomas.

  Thomas gasped, “Jesus, that was good.”

  “Did I do good, Masters?”

  “Sugar, that was amazing. You sounded great.”

  “Thank you.” Her eyes once again locked onto Tyler’s.