Bound by Love's Gravity [The Doms of Kinky, Kansas 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Mia Ashlinn

  Adam recovered before Deke did, saying, “No, sweet pea. You just surprised us.” Caressing the exposed skin of her stomach, he planted a lingering kiss on Sarah’s lips. “We will collar you when the time is right. But it has to be special.”

  “Oh. I understand.”

  It’s a good thing she understood something because Deke sure as fuck didn’t. He hadn’t given her the things she thought he had, and he’d never wasted his money on a silly class ring he’d never wear, so there was no way he could have sent it to her.

  Obviously, someone is sending her things. If it isn’t us, who? Deke’s stomach churned at the prospects. He and Adam had enemies—a lot of them. And there was always her psychotic ex-boyfriend. But which one could it be? He didn’t know.

  We’d better find out who it is—quick—because I can’t survive losing her. I love her. He gasped inaudibly. Oh, my God. I love her.

  No matter how much he tried to deny his feelings, he loved Sarah. He would die for her. If it came to it, he would kill for her, too, if it meant saving her. He just prayed it never came to that.

  Chapter 15

  Exhausted after several bouts of lovemaking, Adam slipped out of the master bedroom he shared with Deke and now Sarah. He moved stealthily in the stillness, following his partner as unobtrusively as possible. He held his breath, praying the exhausted beauty asleep in their bed didn’t awaken cold and alone. He didn’t want her to think they’d abandoned her like insensitive pricks. But this was necessary. He had to talk to Deke, and he had to do it now.

  Taking a final peek at Sarah, he pulled the door to and shut it softly, before rounding on Deke. “What the ever-loving fuck?”

  Deke scowled, crossing his arms over his chest. The muscles stood out intimidatingly as though challenging Adam to do or say something to warrant their wrath. “I don’t know,” he clipped out. “But we’re going to find out.”

  “And how do you plan to do that?”

  Beginning to pace, Deke didn’t seem to give a shit that he was buck-ass naked in their hallway. “I’m going to call Reed.”

  “Oh, really? What are you going to say? ‘My sub is getting romantic presents from some random guy. Oh by the way, he fucking went to Yale.’ Reed is not going to like it.”

  Deke arched one eyebrow, the gesture making him look infuriatingly arrogant. “You like this? God knows I don’t. This bastard knows us. Hell, it’s highly likely he knows a lot of us.” He blew out a giant gust of air. “Think about it. I went to Yale with Declan, Hale, Reed, Lucian, and Calen. You went to Columbia with Chason, Donovan, Dominic, and Kylia. However, we spent most of our time together.”

  Shit. Deke was right. Adam had made so many trips from New York City to see his partner, his brother, and other members of their inner circle that he’d lost count. And the rest of their friends weren’t much better. Not to mention the fact that he and a couple of the others had transferred to Yale for grad school. Fuck. This was bad.

  “When are you going to call Reed?”

  Deke paused midpace and immediately answered, “Now.”

  Adam snorted. “He’s going to kick your ass.”

  “Do I look like I give a fuck?”

  No, he didn’t. Wild eyed, jaw ticking, he had the look of a savage beast ready to protect his mate. Adam had never seen him like this. Not ever.

  Whoever was threatening Sarah had better watch their back. Deke looked ready to kill him, her, or anyone else who got in the way. And if he didn’t, Adam would. He’d finally gotten her, and he’d go to hell before he’d let her go.

  Knowing who their best shot was, Adam barked, “Call him. We pay him enough to feed a third-world country. He can get his ass up and find this bastard so we can nail him.”

  * * * *

  At six in the morning, Deke stood at the end of his bed watching Sarah sleep. His drooping eyelids made it hard to see, but he kept blinking so she wouldn’t disappear from his sight. He wanted to memorize her like this—in his and Adam’s bed with her lustrous caramel hair spread across the pillow she slept on. And her expression, he wanted to burn the peaceful, angelic sight of her slumberous face into his brain.

  Rubbing his throbbing temples, he attempted to relieve the pressure building there. When that didn’t work, he sighed wearily and started to remove the clothes he’d thrown on earlier.

  God, he was exhausted. His entire body ached, and he wanted to crawl in bed with the two people he loved most and sleep. But he couldn’t. His racing mind wouldn’t let him. And even if it would, right now, he need Sarah more than sleep, more than air, more than anything.

  Deke had to hold her, to love her body. He had to know she was safe. And shit, he had to dominate her or he was going to lose it. He needed that control for survival because he was barely hanging on to his sanity by a thread.

  As soon as he was naked, Deke crawled into bed with Sarah and Adam. Not surprisingly, his partner opened one blue eye. “Are we good?” he whispered.

  Deke shook his head. “Not yet,” he whispered back.

  Adam frowned. “Fuck.”

  “I need her.”

  “Me, too.”

  “I’ve got to have her now.”

  “Then have me,” Sarah murmured.

  Deke’s eyes flew to her face. She was smiling softly, her gray eyes still clouded by her sleepy state. “Sarah—”

  She shushed him, laying a finger against his lips. “I know what you want, Deke. I’ve always known. It’s what I want. It’s what I need.” Sliding her hand to the side of his face, she cupped his cheek. “Dominate me, Deke.” Without releasing him, she peered over her shoulder. “Dominate me, Adam. Please.”

  What did he say to that? She was giving him what he wanted. Yet he hesitated—but only for a second. “Yes,” he half-said, half-groaned as he placed his index finger on the tip of her chin and led her face to his. “God yes, Sassy.”

  Deke drifted his eyes closed, lowering his head to hers, and found her tempting lips. He took her mouth under his and kissed her as though she were the most delectable thing he’d ever tasted. Then again, she was. Her ripe lips were succulent, full of flavor, and he worshipped them, sipping and gorging himself on her exquisite essence. Sweet and savory, that’s what she was.

  Ravenous, Deke wrapped his arms around her waist and dragged her slender body toward his. Without breaking their kiss, he stretched out, bringing their bodies close, and entangled their legs. He locked them together, groaning at the way they fit flawlessly. Their bodies were different but no less perfect for each other. Her softness blended beautifully with his hardness. Her gentle, graceful curves matched his strong, solid contours in a way that went beyond his imagination. It was like they were pieces of a puzzle.

  On the other side of Sarah, the bed jostled as Adam closed in on her from behind. “I thought this was playtime,” he teased, moving her hair to the side and nibbling on her neck.

  Sarah whimpered, trembling between their bodies, and Deke tightened his hold on her, showing her he was as affected as she was by the moment. She sighed, the wistful sound touching his heart, and then glided her dainty hands as delicately as gossamer up his chest before coming to rest behind his neck.

  Her touch electrified him, awakening his dominant side with a vengeance. He was ready—ready for her, ready for this.

  Wanting to kiss her for eternity, he had to wrestle his lips from hers. When he did, she grumbled. But he ignored her grousing. “Adam,” he said, his voice whipping through the room. “I want to admire our sub. Don’t you?”

  Lifting his head from Sarah’s neck, Adam nodded eagerly. “Yes. She does belong to us, and I do enjoy admiring my personal things.”

  Deke threw the bedspread off Sarah’s nude body then grabbed the remote control light switch off the bedside table. Pressing a single button, he flipped on the overhead light. With a slide of his finger, he dimmed the illumination just enough to cast a soft glow throughout the room. “Stand up, sub. Go to the end of the bed. We want to see you f
rom head to toe.”

  “But—”

  Deke stopped her before she said anything more. “No buts.”

  Gulping noticeably, she did as he said. She scooted down the length of the mattress, using her feet and hands to aid her. When she got to the bottom, she slipped off the bed then moved far enough away they could see the manicured tips of her toes all the way to the top of her head. “Is this okay?” she asked, her hesitance palpable.

  “Yes,” Deke replied. “You’re doing beautifully.”

  She glowed under his praise, and his heart sang in response. He’d had subs before but none like this one. She was different—in every way. “Okay,” she croaked, her anxiety still present in her tone but wavering by the minute.

  Deke feasted his eyes on the brunette beauty in front of him. Still mussed from sleep, her lustrous hair hung in disheveled waves to just below her shoulders. The overhead light enhanced the golden undertones in her rich brown strands, evoking the urge to fist the locks in his hand and tug until she cried out.

  His cock liked that idea. The shaft swelled, thickening until a throb began, and his poor balls tingled with need. Only he wasn’t ready to stop savoring the sight of his sub standing before him naked. Not yet.

  Drifting his gaze down and away from her hair, he passed over her face, taking his time as he appreciated her aroused eyes, the adorable tip of her nose, and the alluring lips swollen from his kiss. Then he moved his eyes lower to worship her swan-like neck and beautifully-formed, pink-tipped breasts. However, he didn’t stop there. He couldn’t.

  He dropped his eyes down further to her taut stomach, plump pussy, and then finished things off with her toned legs and cute feet. By the time he was done, Deke was ready to pounce on her, to throw her to the floor and feel her beneath him. But he didn’t. Instead, he growled, “Spin.”

  And Sarah did. She gave him a prime view of her willowy back and tantalizing ass. Peering over her shoulder, she flashed an impish smile. “Next, Sir.”

  “Sarah,” Adam growled. “Don’t.”

  She batted her long eyelashes, looking far too innocent to be with two Doms. “What?”

  “Our sub is being unruly. She’s just begging for a spanking. Isn’t she, Adam?”

  Adam nodded, but he didn’t take his eyes off Sarah as he did. “That’s not all she’s begging for.” Standing, he strode toward their sub. When he reached her, he gave her the Dom stare. “Knees.” That was all he said, but Sarah seemed to know what he meant.

  She sank to her knees with the grace of a prima ballerina then sinuously widened her legs and sat back. Resting her ass on her feet, she straightened up and raised her head, holding it high and proud, as she thrust her breasts out. Finally, she positioned her hands, palm-side up, on her thighs. “Like this?” she asked, lowering her eyes in clear deference to her Dom.

  “Good girl,” Adam praised as he bent and kissed the top of her head. “I think you deserve a reward.”

  Deke chuckled, knowingly, his eyes never straying from the shivering submissive on the floor. “She does, Adam. Give her a treat.”

  “Oh I will,” Adam replied with a dark chuckle. “Lift your head, Sarah. I want your mouth on my dick.”

  She complied, her head coming up quickly. But still, she kept her eyes averted.

  Apparently, Adam didn’t like that. “Look at me,” he demanded, his voice sounding forceful and formidable. “I want to see your eyes as I fuck your pretty face.”

  Sarah trembled and said, “Yes, Sir.” She peered up at Adam, opening her mouth and waiting when Adam didn’t move an inch.

  As Deke watched, his partner directed his dick to Sarah’s awaiting mouth. He didn’t give her a chance to do anything before growling, “Breathe.” Then he buried his shaft between her enchanting lips with a groan. He clasped her face in his hands, fiercely fucking her mouth in long, masterful glides.

  The sound of Sarah’s wet sucks saturated the air, and Deke couldn’t remain still any longer. He slid off the bed before stalking over to where his sub was sucking off his partner. As soon as he was within touching distance, he laid one hand on Adam’s shoulder while fisting Sarah’s hair with the other.

  Sarah moaned when he tugged her strands severely.

  “Does that burn, sub?” Deke asked, his grating voice sounding harsh, nearly cold.

  She whimpered but didn’t break stride.

  “How about this?” Deke inquired as he amped up his uncompromising hold.

  Again, Sarah whimpered. However this time, her sucks stalled for the briefest of seconds.

  Not going to allow her distraction to affect Adam’s pleasure, Deke used his firm hand to help propel her forward and back again. As he did, Adam cursed, his hips seeming to take off as he pistoned into Sarah’s mouth.

  With each invasion, Sarah moaned around Adam’s cock, her eyes glazing over. The lust she clearly felt darkened the gray depths, changing the shade to the color of turbulent thunderclouds. The metamorphosis fascinated Deke, and he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away. He simply stared—and stared—until he felt Adam’s shoulder tense.

  Realizing his partner was close to coming, a mere hairbreadth away, Deke yanked her hair with enough strength to make her cry out. When she did, he pulled her off Adam’s cock with a wet pop.

  “Thank God,” Adam groaned. “Her mouth is heaven.”

  Deke was going to find out—now. He reached for her, helping her shift enough to face him, then growled, “My turn.”

  She smiled a siren’s smile before opening her mouth and accepting his cock without qualm. As she enclosed his dick with her warm, moist mouth, Deke lost it. He surged his hips forward, burrowing his shaft in as far as it would go without gagging her.

  When he felt the head bump into the soft spot at the back of her throat, Deke retreated then attacked again. Each of his relentless drives grew in intensity, magnifying his lust until he could barely breathe for it. Inflamed, he fucked her mouth until his balls drew up, his shaft elongating. Then he wrenched himself away, frustrated and unfulfilled. But he knew he wasn’t going to remain that way long. He had to have more. He had to have a taste of her pussy.

  Desperately thirsty, Deke lifted her from the floor then hurled her on the bed. She bounced but didn’t complain.

  “On your back,” Deke ordered. “I’m hungry.”

  She giggled, her delight charming him. “I am, too, but I got robbed of my food—twice.”

  Adam growled. “I’ll feed you.”

  Before Deke knew it, Adam had his dick shoved back in Sarah’s mouth. He resumed exactly where they’d left off, him mouth-fucking her, her moaning while he did.

  Adam’s groans, Sarah’s moans, and the sound of moist sucks were music to Deke’s ears, driving him forward. Once he reached the bed, he closed his hands around each of Sarah’s thighs and spread them open for his viewing pleasure. And view, he did. He practically drooled over the puffy mound and glistening lips.

  “Don’t come,” Deke barked as he closed in on Sarah’s beautiful pussy. “If you come, you will be punished.”

  He wasn’t ready for her to orgasm. He wanted to prolong the ecstasy until she couldn’t bear anymore, until she begged and pleaded for him to stop. Then he would keep on tormenting her until he couldn’t take it either. He was evil like that.

  Giving her a once-over, he made sure she was in agreement. “Green light?”

  Despite the cock fucking her face, she gave him a thumbs-up, exactly like they’d agreed upon for their nonverbal signal.

  “Good,” Deke replied. “Green is good.” But everything was about to get better.

  Chapter 16

  Sarah couldn’t breathe. Lying on a bed with a cock in her mouth and a tongue in her pussy was a little more than she could handle. Her body was on overload. And her mind was long gone, a puddle of mush filling her head. The power of speech had abandoned her. The blessing of vision had eluded her. And she was having some weird out-of-body experience.

  But none of tha
t mattered. Only pleasure—theirs and hers—was of consequence. She wanted to please them, to give them the ultimate satisfaction. Heaven knew she wanted the same from them.

  Sarah relaxed as best she could. She sucked air in and out through her nose, allowing them to take control, permitting them to do whatever they wanted.

  And they did.

  Deke penetrated her pussy with his velvety tongue repeatedly and relentlessly, the humidity radiating off his flesh searing her. He wasn’t merciful. He merely advanced then retreated and, the higher she flew, the more heartless he became. It was like he wanted her to come so he could punish her. Knowing him, he does.

  Adam, on the other hand, was fighting his orgasm. She could feel his erection pulsating profusely, the engorged flesh elongating and expanding until her mouth was struggling to take him. There was only so much that would fit. But boy, she tried.

  The nefarious Deke upped the ante when he slipped a finger between her labia and toyed with her clitoris. While spearing her pussy with his tongue, he massaged the throbbing bundle of nerves, heightening her lust until her body exploded and rapture carried her away.

  Sarah’s orgasm propelled her to the sky, flying her to the sun. She touched the light and was scorched by the heat. Helplessly, she arched, a scream of satisfaction spilling from her lips. However, the sound never came out because Adam’s cock muted it.

  Drained, Sarah floated down from the sky, her orgasm melting away. But the men didn’t allow her to rest. Adam pulled out of her mouth abruptly before disappearing while Deke prowled forward, raining kisses over her body as he roved stealthily. “I told you not to come, sub,” he informed her as he covered her body with his.

  When she saw the sinister smile on Deke’s face, she stammered, “I–I’m sorry. I–I didn’t mean to. I swear.”