Heal Me [Club of Dominance 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  Nate lifted Kara into his arms and carried her to the verandah. He sank onto the small two-seater swing seat and cradled her in his lap. Nixon sat down beside them and pulled her legs over his.

  Finally Kara stopped shaking and crying and she lifted her head. When he saw the bruising and swelling near her temple he wanted to go to Perry and punch the bastard in the face, but he knew that wouldn’t help. Perry needed help and he was going to make sure he got the counseling he needed.

  His mom and dad came out onto the porch and when his mother saw Kara’s face, she rushed back inside and then came out again with ice wrapped in a towel.

  “Thanks, Mom.” Nate gently placed the ice against Kara’s head and held her tight against his body.

  “Did you mean it?”

  “What, baby?”

  “When you said you loved me?”

  “Have I ever lied to you before?” Nate asked in his Dom voice.

  “No.” Kara sighed and then burst into tears.

  He and Nixon held her until her tears were spent and just as she’d finished bawling her eyes out the police turned up. The statements were given and Perry Riddle was taken away. The Jackson men and his parents all headed inside, leaving him, his brother, and Kara alone.

  “I love you, too,” Kara gasped out around a hiccup as she lifted her head from his shoulder. “I love you both, so much.”

  “We know, baby.” Nate kissed the top of her head and then he was carrying her back inside.

  “You do?” Kara asked and then she scowled at them. “How the hell could you know that? I’ve never told either of you.”

  “It’s in your eyes every time you look at us, honey,” Nixon said as he followed them down the hall.

  “Humph,” Kara grunted.

  Nate sat her on the end of the bed and squatted down in front of her to check the swelling and the bruising. And when she gave him and Nixon a smile and her eyes were so full of love and emotion, he knew that everything was going to be all right. With Nix’s help, he and his brother removed her clothes and then settled her under the covers.

  “What are you doing? We have to get ready for work.”

  “Not today we don’t,” Nix said as he stripped down and got into bed beside Kara.

  Nate did the same and then they snuggled her between them. “While you were giving your statement Nixon called a couple work colleagues and asked them to cover for us today. You aren’t going to lift a finger. You will stay in bed for the rest of the day.”

  “Don’t argue, Kara,” Nixon said in his commanding Dom voice.

  “Will you tell me what happened to that man’s brother?”

  “He was rushed in after being shot in a robbery at a convenience store. His brother was apparently standing right next to him when the thieves shot him.”

  “How terrible,” Kara said and Nate cuddled closer to her when he saw the tears in her eyes.

  “We did everything we could to save him,” Nix said.

  “I know you did.” Kara shifted onto her back so she could see both of them. “I think…Perry feels guilty because he’s still alive.”

  “See, that’s why I love you so much.” Nate kissed her lips. “You’re such a loving, compassionate woman. Even after he tried to hurt you, you have sympathy for him.”

  “He needs help.” Kara lowered her eyes as she blushed.

  Nixon nudged her chin up and then he kissed her. “Yes he does. We’ll make sure he gets the counseling he needs.”

  “And that’s why I love you both.” Kara palmed Nate’s and Nix’s cheek. “You try to help everyone no matter what.”

  “That’s our job, baby.” Nate brushed the hair back from her face.

  “It’s more than your job. It’s your life.”

  Nate’s heart was full of so much love for their woman that tears burned the back of his eyes. When she yawned again, he glanced over to Nix and saw the sappy expression on his brother’s face, and wondered if he looked as sentimental.

  “Go to sleep, baby.”

  “I’m fine,” Kara said and then covered a yawn with her hand. “I don’t need you to treat me like a child.”

  Kara “humphed” again but the smile never left her face as she drifted into sleep.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Two weeks had gone by since Perry had tried to kidnap her and Kara was now living with her men in their newly renovated master bedroom. She’d never been happier and sometimes she wondered how she’d been so lucky to find the loves of her life.

  Nate and Nixon had freed her from her pain and shame and she had no intention of ever looking back. She was eating better than ever and had even put on weight, much to her men’s delight. They loved her new curves so much they couldn’t leave her alone. Not that she wanted them, too.

  Her men had made love to her every night and had been preparing her ass so they could make love to her together. She loved working with them at their office and had even made some more friends. Emma and she were so close now it was like they were sisters, and when she and her men had gone to Emma and her fiancés’ house for dinner last weekend, she had been introduced to Justine, Aurora, and Charlie and their Dom fiancés. She felt like she was truly accepted and like she belonged for the second time in her life. The first being her men, of course.

  It was Friday night and her men had been acting strange all day. After dinner Nate had ordered her into the shower but when she’d been about to ask questions and had seen that implacable look in his eyes, she kept silent and hurried to the bathroom. Just as she was washing her hair, Nate and Nixon got into the shower with her and they washed her all over. Then they washed themselves and dried her off when they’d finished and they led her back into the bedroom.

  “We’re going out, baby. I want you to wear what I’ve put on the bed.”

  Kara picked up the black leather miniskirt and then the green corset and started getting dressed. Excitement bubbled in her stomach and her hands trembled slightly when she fastened the corset. She knew where they were going. Nate and Nixon had told her they wanted to take her to the Club of Dominance and she suspected from the outfit that that was where they were going.

  Emma, Justine, Aurora, and Charlie had told her all about it and since she’d been there once before, it didn’t take much for her imagination to take over.

  Once she was ready, she walked slowly and carefully down the hall toward her men and the living room. She wasn’t used to walking in the fuck-me shoes and toothpick heels and didn’t want to end up rolling an ankle. She stopped when she saw her men dressed in black jeans and tight black T-shirts and had to swallow the drool pooling in her mouth so she wouldn’t choke.

  They were so damn sexy and hot her pussy clenched and cream dripped onto her inner thighs.

  “Fucking gorgeous,” Nixon rasped as he walked toward her. He pulled her against him and ran his hand against the back of her thigh and up to squeeze her bare ass. “Such an obedient little sub.”

  “Are you ready, baby?” Nate asked as he took her hand in his and kissed the back of it.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl. Let’s go.”

  Twenty minutes later, she was standing in the main room of the BDSM club where she had first met her men.

  Nixon grasped her elbow and Nate placed a hand on the small of her back and she was being guided across the room. When they led her up onto a stage next to the dance floor, butterflies took flight in her stomach.

  “Do you trust us, honey?” Nixon asked her in a deep voice.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Will you let us play with you, Kara?” Nate asked.

  “Yes, Sir.” Kara wanted that more than anything. She was no longer shy, nor was she ashamed of how she was conceived or of how anyone else looked at her body. If her Doms wanted her to stand naked in front of a stadium full of people then she would do it with her head held high. When they were pleased with her she was happy and so were they. She wanted to spend the rest of her life making her men happy.


  “Strip, sub,” Nix ordered.

  Kara removed her corset and handed it to Nixon when he reached for it. Next to go was her skirt and then she was standing naked in front of anyone who cared to look, but she only had eyes for her men, her Doms.

  “Give me your wrists, baby,” Nate commanded.

  Kara held her wrists out and watched as he placed fur-lined leather cuffs around them and then he lifted her arms up and hooked them to the chain above her head.

  “You will not speak unless you are asked a direct question. You can moan and scream as much as you want to. You will use your safe words if you need to and you won’t come until we tell you, too.” Nixon stroked a finger down her face and then kissed her on the lips. “Is that understood, sub?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “So pretty,” Nate praised.

  Then hands were running all over her body, caressing and heating her skin. She jerked against the chain when a slap landed on her ass but it wasn’t from pain—although there was a slight sting, which sent more juices down her legs—but more from a startle.

  They spanked her harder and faster and she couldn’t help but moan as the stinging pain morphed into pleasure as warmth traveled to her breasts and cunt. She was so wet and horny and on the verge of climax already and they’d only just started.

  “What color are you, subbie?” Nate asked.

  “Green, Sir.”

  “Good girl.”

  Kara nearly moaned with frustration when their hands left her but then she whimpered with delight as the falls of a flogger connected with her skin. They flicked over her breasts, shoulders, arms, stomach, legs, back, and ass but never where she wanted it most.

  She was aware every time her men took a breath or moved around her. Her eyes were closed as she lost herself in sensation but she didn’t need to see them to know where they were or who was touching her.

  The more they touched, flogged, and spanked her, the lighter she felt. And then Nate caressed her pussy and she cried out with need.

  “Just a little longer, baby, and then you can come.”

  Nate kissed her rapaciously as he thrust his fingers deep inside her cunt, withdrew them, and then pushed in again. One of his fingers or maybe it was his thumb pressed against her clit and her legs started shaking as she tried to hold back her orgasm.

  Nixon’s finger caressed over her ass and then he pushed them into her back entrance. “I can’t wait. I need inside her now.”

  “Me, too,” Nate panted.

  They left her for a moment and then they were lifting her up between them. Nixon began to push his lubed condom-covered cock into her ass and Kara whimpered with hunger and then sighed with relief. She pushed back against him and he slid all the way inside her rosette, filling her like she’d never been filled before.

  “Color?” Nate asked.

  “Green, S–Sir,” Kara gasped out.

  And then she mewled as Nate slowly eased his cock into her tight, sopping-wet pussy.

  “Fucking heaven.”

  “Move,” Nixon rasped. “I’m too triggered to hold out and she’s fucking squeezing me.”

  Nate and Nixon began to fuck her together. They didn’t alternate, they withdrew and then surged back into her at the same time. The slide of their dicks over so many sensitive nerve endings had her back on the brink within two strokes. She clutched at the chain and tried to stave off her orgasm, but she was quivering so much she could barely think straight.

  “Come, baby.”

  Kara screamed as she let go. Her entire body quaked and quivered, shook and shivered, as rapture engulfed her in its clutches. Her cunt clenched so hard she wondered if she’d break Nate’s cock. Cream poured from her vagina and then Nate’s and Nixon’s yells joined hers as they joined her in nirvana. Their cocks heated, expanded, and jerked as cum spewed from their dicks into her. Nate filled her cunt with his seed and Nixon filled the condom he wore, but she still felt the heat as he spumed his load.

  When the last contraction waned, Kara became aware of the claps and cheers around them but she still kept her eyes on Nate. He lowered her legs to the floor after easing his cock from her body and held her steady while Nixon withdrew from her ass and lowered her arms.

  Nixon turned her around and then he was kissing her with love as well as passion, while Nate cleaned her pussy and then her ass with some wipes. Nix got rid of the condom into the trash can and then both her men cleaned up and got dressed before helping her to put her clothes on.

  Nate held her hand but instead of leading her from the stage like she expected, he pointed to someone on the other side of the room. The music turned off and then people began moving closer to the stage. Emma was smiling at her as she stood between her men. Aurora winked at her when Kara met her eyes and Justine gave her the thumbs up.

  Nixon moved to stand in front of her beside Nate and he, too, took her hand in his. Both men knelt down in front of her and gave her such a beautiful smile her heart stuttered in her chest and her just-satisfied pussy, quivered. It was so quiet in the room she could have heard a pin drop.

  “Kara, I love you. Will you marry me?” Nate asked.

  “Honey, I love you so damn much. Will you marry me?” Nixon asked.

  Kara gasped and then gulped. She hadn’t even thought about marriage but there was no way she was saying no. Her soul mates were pouring their hearts out to her in front of everyone and she wanted to say yes. So she did.

  “Yes. I love you both, too.”

  Cheers and whistles erupted around the room along with applause but Kara only had eyes for her men.

  She stared at the ring Nixon pushed onto her finger. The most beautiful rare yellow diamond she’d ever seen sat in a platinum setting with two smaller diamonds on either side.

  Her men stood up and she hugged them both before taking turns kissing them with as much love and passion as she could. She glanced at Nate when his fingers brushed her neck and then she felt something drop to just below her clavicle.

  “The necklace matches your ring, baby. It’s short because we want you to think of it as our collar.”

  “Do you accept being my sub, Kara?” Nixon asked.

  “Yes, Sir,” Kara replied instantly with a big smile on her face.

  “Do you accept being my sub, baby?” Nate asked.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl,” Nate growled and then swept her up into his arms. “Let’s get our woman home.”

  Kara laughed with joy, eager as her men to get home for some more loving. There was such a bright future for them all as long as they had each other.

  She couldn’t believe how her Dom doctors had changed her life and saved her from a long, lonely existence.

  She hadn’t even realized how damaged she was, and Nathan and Nixon Charleston had healed her mind, body, and soul.

  Now she was free to love them as much as they loved her and she intended to do just that for the rest of her life.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  My name is Becca Van. I live in Australia with my wonderful hubby of many years, as well as my two children.

  I read my first romance, which I found in the school library, at the age of thirteen and haven’t stopped reading them since. It is so wonderful to know that love is still alive and strong when there seems to be so much conflict in the world.

  I dreamed of writing my own book one day but, unfortunately, didn’t follow my dream for many years. But once I started I knew writing was what I wanted to continue doing.

  I love to escape from the world and curl up with a good romance, to see how the characters unfold and conflict is dealt with. I have read many books and love all facets of the romance genre, from historical to erotic romance. I am a sucker for a happy ending.

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