Beyond Her Wildest Dream

by Becca Van

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  Preston was so fucking hard he was leaking pre-cum, but he was also nervous as hell. He hadn’t been this anxious since he’d signed up to be a SEAL. Serving his country had ended up being the best thing he’d ever done. He’d met Adam and Jonah, and they’d become fast friends. While they hadn’t been able to indulge in their carnal desires while fighting—and that had been one of the hardest things he and his lovers had had to endure, besides all the violence and terrors they’d seen on deployment—he wouldn’t change anything if he could.

  Being in their company without being able to get physical had given them time to bond emotionally. The connection between the three of them was so strong it was unbreakable. He knew that for a fact, because they’d actually tried to bring a woman into their midst once before. That could have been one huge fucking disaster if they hadn’t been so close and known each other so well. That bitch had tried pitting them against each other. Her aim had been to get her claws into him and push his best friends and lovers aside.

  She’d failed and had been kicked the curb so fast she was probably still trying to work out what had gone wrong years later. When he realized they were about to enter the school room, Preston pushed his thoughts of the past away. Now wasn’t the time to be thinking over how manipulative Penny Jonson had been.

  It was time to find out if Lexis was going to fit into their world.

  * * * *

  Lexis licked her lips nervously as she stepped into the room. Her breathing escalated when she glanced about, and a shiver of heated anxiety ripped up her spine. She stopped just inside the doorway, wondering what she was getting herself into. Her first instincts were to turn tail and run, but she remained statue-still as she took everything in.

  In the center of the room was a huge desk that reminded her of her college days. There was what looked like a doctor’s exam bed to the left of the desk, and along the right side wall was a bed big enough to hold an orgy on. While she was apprehensive, she wasn’t scared out of her mind. In fact, the longer she stood still, the more her body heated.

  She jolted when body heat warmed her back and glanced up and over her shoulder. Preston was standing so close he was almost touching her, but his eyes were on Jonah and Adam. When she turned back to look their way, Preston moved another step closer until his front was pressed up against her, and he wrapped an arm around her waist.

  The yearning to lean back on him was so intense she had to fight her instincts to slump back. Instead, she tensed all her muscles and clenched her hands into tight fists. It was a good thing he was holding her, because when Preston barked out a command in a firm voice she jumped. “Strip, Jonah!”

  If he hadn’t been holding onto her, she might very well have ended up falling on her ass.

  His arm tightened around her and pulled her tighter against him. Lexis tried to ignore his searing body heat as she tried to control her rapid heart rate, but ever since she’d set eyes on the three sexy men, all of her usual self-control seemed to have flown right out the window.

  Lexis was so confused she didn’t know what to do. Her stare was locked onto Jonah as he tugged his shirt up over his head and off. He was a feast for her eyes with all his toned muscles, broad shoulders, bulging biceps, and washboard abs. Thankfully, Jonah had lowered his gaze toward the floor as soon as Preston had issued his command and had no idea she was staring at his sexy, manly body. She was surprised when he took the time to fold his T-shirt and place it on a chair against the left wall. When his fingers went to his belt and unbuckled it, she stopped breathing altogether.

  Air exploded from her lungs when Jonah flicked the button on his jeans open and lowered the zipper. She swallowed around the constriction in her throat when he bent over to remove his shoes and socks. His toned back and shoulder muscles rippled and flexed, and she had to swallow again when saliva pooled in her mouth.

  Jonah straightened, his eyes still downcast, hooked his fingers into the side of his jeans and knit boxers, then shoved them down over his legs. Perspiration sheened over her skin as his glorious, god-like body was exposed to her gaze. His thighs and lower legs had a light dusting of blonde hair. There was also hair on his chest between his pectoral muscles and a treasure trail leading down toward his groin. Her breath hitched when she spied his long, thick, hard cock jutting out from the lightly-hued trimmed pubes.

  Jonah Morris was the epitome of every woman’s—young, middle aged, and old—wet dream.

  He was panty-dripping delicious.

  Lexis’s blood heated even more, her clit started throbbing along with the rapid beat of her heart, and her nipples hardened to tight aching points.

  She couldn’t help but lick her lips again, and when she noticed a clear drop of fluid in the small slit of Jonah’s cock, she had to swallow back a groan of need.

  When she caught movement in her periphery, she shifted her gaze to her right, meeting Adam’s hungry gaze. He was staring right at her.

  Heat suffused her cheeks at having been caught gawking at Jonah’s nakedness. Her first inclination was to lower her gaze, but when she realized that she had nothing to be embarrassed about since she wasn’t the one who’d removed her clothes in front of people she’d just met, she kept her eyes locked with his and raised her chin.

  Although the hungry heat remained in his eyes, a slow smile curved his lips up and crinkled the corner of his eyes. He broke their stare down by gazing over her head, and she realized that some sort of silent communication had gone on between Adam and Preston when Adam nodded.

  “Walk toward to the desk, turn around, lean over it with your ass in the air, sub.”

  Lexis shivered as Preston’s chest vibrated against her back and his breath breezed through her hair as he spoke. There was such an air of command, of leadership to his tone, as well as an aura of governance, she couldn’t help but be aware of him.

  When he shifted behind her, pressing his body tighter against hers, she gasped. He had an erection, and it was pressing against the top of her ass and lower back. Her clit began pulsing harder, and her nipples started throbbing. Lexis squeezed her thighs together, trying to circumvent the ache, but it only made things worse. The crotch of her panties were soaked through, and she was sure her jeans were getting damp, as well. Thank god she’d worn her black ones and not her white, otherwise it would have been obvious how turned on she was. She closed her eyes and tried to think about all the tables and customers she’d waited on that day, and just as she had her lust back under control, Preston urged her further into the room. He didn’t stop guiding her forward until they were only about five feet in front and slightly to the side of the desk. Jonah’s tanned skin glistened under the fluorescent lighting.

  Jonah was in position bent over the desk with his delectable muscular ass on display, and Adam was rummaging in a bag she hadn’t noticed before. She blinked a few times as she thought back to when she’d first met them and realized that the bag had been on the floor near the bar out of harm’s way.

  Adam straightened up, and when she saw what he held in his hands she tensed. He was holding what looked like a large tennis table paddle and a small whip with lots of tails, and all the ends had small knots in them. He walked closer to the desk, placed his implements of torture on the desk in Jonah’s line of view, then he grasped hold of the back of his T-shirt and tugged it up and off.

  Lexis didn’t notice that her legs had gone to the consistency of rubber or that she was leaning all of her weight on Preston until he whispered in her ear. “Do you like what you see, baby? Do you like all those delicious muscles and naked skin you’re ogling?”

  Her first inclination was to answer no, but when she noticed that Preston was leaning over her with his cheek close to hers and he was staring down at her chest where her hard nipples were on prominent display, she changed her mind. She began to nod, but when she remembered that he liked verbal answers, she said, “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl.”

  Goosebumps raced ov
er her skin when he nipped her earlobe, and she gasped when he sucked the bit of flesh into his mouth, lapping at it. Her breathing got faster and shallower.

  “Just remember everything in this club and any play between a Dom and his sub or subs should always be safe, sane, and consensual. If a sub isn’t sure about something and wants to stop play, then the traffic light system comes into play. An experienced Dom will ask an unknown consenting submissive where they’re at so he or she can gauge that their sub is on board with what’s happening. If the sub is happy with what’s going on, they’ll answer with green. If the sub is nervous or unsure of something, then the answer should be yellow. All play will stop and the Dom will talk to his submissive. If the Dom goes beyond what a sub likes, then the answer should be red and everything stops so that the Dom can figure out what has scared his sub.”

  “But…” Lexis bit her lip, stopping her question when she remembered reading that a submissive should always ask her Dom for permission to speak. Although she wasn’t a sub and Preston, Adam and Jonah weren’t her Doms, she didn’t want to speak out of turn and earn a punishment. She’d never been punished in her life and wasn’t about to let anyone start now.

  Adam turned moved toward her, drawing her gaze. He didn’t stop until he was only about two feet away from her. “What were you going to say or ask, Lexis?”

  “How does a Dom know what a submissive can and can’t handle if they aren’t familiar with each other?”

  “That’s a good question, sweetie.”

  Lexis had no idea why his praise and the approval in his gaze made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside, but she wasn’t going to try and start analyzing her reactions right now. Maybe when she was home alone in her small studio apartment she could re-examine what the hell had gotten into her.

  “If a Dom asks an unknown submissive to play with him or her, before the play starts they should ask if the sub has any hard limits,” Adam explained.

  Preston grasped her chin with his free hand, tilting her head back and up until she met his gaze, and took over. “A hard limit is a definite no. For example, some subs liked being called names such as slut or bitch, but I can tell by the way you just winced that you wouldn’t be down with that. You also aren’t into hard pain. Every time the sub was lashed with the whip on stage, you cringed and your muscles tensed up.”

  Lexis was shocked that Preston had been able to read her so easily. She should have known that because he was an officer of the law he would be more observant. Preston released her chin. “Watch them, Lexis. Watch how playing turns Adam and Jonah on.”

  She gazed back toward the where Jonah was still bent over the desk, his hands resting on the flat wood surface. He’d shifted his stance with his thighs spread wider, and she could see his balls hanging between his legs. She would have loved being able to see his hard cock, too, but maybe it was a good thing she couldn’t see that part of his body, because she was already very aroused and her panties and jeans were soaked.

  She bit the inside of her cheek and swallowed back her moan of desire as she watched Adam caress his large hands over Jonah’s butt cheeks. Her imagination went wild when he kneaded and squeezed those muscular globes as she tried to imagine what it would feel like to have his hands on her own ass.

  “Adam’s warming Jonah’s skin so that his blood is closer to the surface. If he started beating on Jonah’s ass without warming up first, he could end up bruising those sexy cheeks.”

  That was the moment Lexis realized that all three of the men were involved in a relationship. She’d gotten vibes from Jonah and Adam when she’d first met them but hadn’t been certain she was right.

  If they were all in love with each other, then what the hell did they want with her? Were they just trying to entice her to play with them for a thrill tonight, or was there something else going on here?

  Lexis was about to straighten up and pull out of Preston’s arms but was distracted when Adam picked up the big paddle and slapped it against Jonah’s ass.

  She moaned softly, and thanked god that Jonah’s groan of pleasure was louder than her own.

  Hopefully it had been loud enough to drown out her response to such a sexually thrilling sight.

  Chapter Three

  Preston’s cock had never felt so full and hard. Lexis’ breathy moan had his dick twitching and leaking pre-cum. He wanted to bend her over the desk next to Jonah, strip her down, and feast on every inch of her sexy curves before drinking down all of her cream, but he couldn’t. She might be turned on, but she was also very skittish. The last thing he intended to do was scare her off and make her run, so he remained still, all his focus on her as Adam wielded the paddle on Jonah’s ass.

  He could feel her torso expanding and contracting as she gasped rapidly, and he almost growled when she shifted on her feet, her gorgeous peach of an ass rubbing against his erection, causing more pre-cum to leak from the tip.

  “See how much Jonah loves having his ass spanked, baby? See how full his balls are? I’ll bet he so fucking hard right now he’s leaking pre-cum and wanting to come, but Adam isn’t about to let him release until he’s ready. The dynamics of a BDSM relationship are based on trust. Jonah trusts that Adam won’t give him more than he can handle.”

  “How?” she asked breathily.

  “How what, Lexis?” Preston whispered into her ear. Though he knew he was pushing her boundaries since they’d just met, he couldn’t seem to help himself and started licking and lapping up and down her neck. He smiled when she unconsciously tilted her head to the side to give him better access. He scraped his teeth along the tendon and was rewarded when she pushed her sexy ass back into his hips.

  “How does Adam, or any Dom, know what the sub can or can’t handle? What if Adam’s hurting Jonah?”

  Preston decided it was time to move. He wanted, needed for Lexis to see Jonah’s face so she could gauge for herself how much his lover was enjoying and getting off on Adam’s domination. He unhooked his arm from around her waist, shifted to her side, clasped her hand, and led her around the desk until they were standing across from his lover.

  “Look at me, Jonah,” Preston commanded.

  Jonah raised his heat-glazed blue-eyed gaze toward him and Lexis. Preston stepped up behind her again, once more wrapping his arm around her body, but this time he looped it around her ribcage just beneath her full breasts. Her breath hitched before she exhaled audibly.

  “Look at his dick, baby,” Preston ordered firmly. “See the drop of pre-cum glistening in the tip. You can even see it bobbing up and down along with the beat of his heart. Do you think he’d be so hard and horny if he was hurting?”

  She shook her head.

  “Just remember, sweetie,” Adam said, drawing her gaze just before he slammed the paddle against Jonah’s ass again. Jonah moaned, his eyelids drooping, but he kept his gaze on Preston and Lexis. “Jonah has all the power. If he uses his safe word, everything stops.” Adam walked to the desk, put the paddle down, picked up the small whip, and moved back into place. “Being a submissive doesn’t mean you have no control over anything. Jonah likes giving up control to me and Preston every now and then, and I do, too. It’s freeing not having to worry over anything or make any decisions for a time.”

  Preston had no idea if Lexis understood but hoped that he and his lovers would get the opportunity one day soon to show her what they meant. There was so much he wanted to tell her and ask her, but he decided to let her watch the scene to its conclusion. If she had more questions after that, he and his lovers could sit down with her and answer.

  * * * *

  Jonah couldn’t believe how turned on he was. Yes, he loved his partners and they always made him horny and satisfied when they made love, but having Lexis here watching as Adam topped him added a whole new element, one he wanted to explore further.

  His dick was constantly leaking pre-cum, and he’d been close to coming more than once, but he didn’t want to disappoint his current Dom. Adam liked being d
ominant as much as he liked being dominated. Preston was the only one of them that wasn’t a switch. Preston had never conceded control to him or Adam, and though Jonah would love to make love to him, to fuck Preston in the ass, he didn’t think that was ever likely to happen. The closest Preston had come to letting him or Adam take control was when their friend gave them blow jobs.

  He pushed his thoughts aside when the tendrils from the whip thudded against his skin. His gaze was locked with Lexis’s eyes, and hoped filled his heart when he noticed her pupils were so dilated only a thin rim of her blue iris was showing. He looked down at her chest and groaned at how her hard nipples were poking against her shirt. Saliva pooled over his tongue as he imagined taking those ripe berries into his mouth and suckling on them. He swallowed as he tried to imagine what color they were. Would they be a light pink hue, or a dusky rose color? Maybe they would be a dark brown. It didn’t really matter. He would love giving them, giving Lexis, attention no matter what.

  His skin was tingling all over now, and he was close to hitting subspace. However, he wasn’t sure he was going to get there tonight since he had a wonderful, sexy distraction standing in front of him.

  He licked his lips, groaning as his legs began to quake as sexual tension invaded his muscles. He was getting closer and closer to coming. If only Adam would strike between his legs, whip his balls, he’d be shooting off all over the place. When Adam stopped and dropped the whip onto the desk, he almost cursed but caught himself in time.

  Preston released Lexis from his embrace, grabbed the chair behind the desk, and pulled it out before helping her to sit. When he ripped his shirt up over his head and dropped it into her lap, his excitement rose, more pre-cum bubbling to the tip of his dick.

  It looked as if, or maybe he hoped, he and his lovers were about to put on more of a show for Lexis.

  Jonah just hoped she liked what she saw.