by Anise Storm
Zane continued to kiss her with intense passion, causing Cali to forget that Xavier was even in the room until his broad shoulders spread her legs wide apart. No more than a half a second elapsed before his tongue flattened against her sex, caressing her swollen folds. Zane’s hands moved to her breasts, his thumbnails scraping over her nipples until they ached. Liquid heat pooled between her thighs as she clenched her hands in frustration.
“Please,” she breathed, unsure of whether she was begging them to stop or to continue.
Cali had nothing to hold on to, not even the silk sheets she had clutched tightly so many times the night before. As the pressure of the thumbs brushing her nipples increased, and a set of teeth toyed with her nerve-laden clit, Cali could do nothing more than dig her nails into her palms as the pain-laced pleasure pulled her under. She came hard, whimpering against the full set of lips still plastered to hers. The muffled sounds of her climax were inaudible until Zane tore his mouth away, beginning to nibble a trail down her neck.
“Oh…” she moaned. What were these men planning to do with her now? The answer was like a choreographed routine. Xavier’s fingers slipped inside her pussy at the exact moment Zane bit down on her shoulder blade. If she’d thought the orgasm a few seconds earlier was intense, it paled in comparison to the one fast approaching.
Straining toward it, it was just within her grasp until both men stopped their actions. Cali whimpered as those long fingers left her pulsing core and both men raised their heads to look directly at her. The loss of sensation left her cold, vulnerable, and exposed. She desperately wanted to cover herself up, shielding her body from their searing gazes. Finally looking over to see what kept her prisoner, she spied two multicolored neckties and could only surmise that her ankles were secured the same way.
“Why did you stop?” she whispered. Cali didn’t understand why they left her aching while every cell in her body silently urged them to continue.
“We gave you a lot of leeway last night, Calista. Now that you know who we are, you should also know the rules of this type of arrangement.”
“Rules? What rules?” Cali was becoming confused once again. Now she really wished she had paid more attention to the material she’d read when she had the chance.
“The first rule is that you don’t touch a Dominant without permission. That is one of the reasons why we have tied you to our bed.”
“One of the reasons?”
Xavier chuckled. “Yes, little sub. Another is that we enjoy having you restrained and at our mercy. That is part of giving up control. By remaining this way, you’re trusting us with your body.”
“Trust is the most important part of any Dominant/submissive pairing. Without trust, there is nothing. With that being said, we as Dominants also have rules to follow. Our number one rule goes hand in hand with trust. Even though you may be restrained and lying beneath us, you hold all the power.”
“B-but you just said you’d be in control...” she stammered.
“We might be in control of the direction of the scene, but you, belleza, control the scene itself. One word is all it takes to stop everything that we’re doing to you. That is what’s known as a safe word. If you choose to explore with us further, then we’ll give you two words. ‘Red’ would be the cue to stop everything immediately. ‘Yellow’ would pause the scene momentarily so that you can ask questions or merely catch your breath.”
Xavier brushed some loose hairs off her cheek before continuing, his voice like a caress on her overheated skin. “We know this is a lot to take in. That’s why we would take things slow until your comfort level increases. As Dominants, we not only uphold your decisions, but we have to respect them as well.”
“Why can’t I just use the word ‘no’?” she retorted, the note of frustration evident in her tone. Damn them both for bringing her almost to orgasm only to leave her hanging.
With a smirk, Zane answered, “Moments ago, you were so close to an orgasm when we abruptly stopped. I know the first thought running through that pretty little head of yours was ‘no’, but it wasn’t because you didn’t want us to continue. Stopping was the last thing you wanted. Wasn’t it, angel? Your body was screaming for us to continue and the puddle on the sheets beneath you confirms that.”
Cali wasn’t used to a man talking to her like that and as Zane’s words sank in, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. Her embarrassment was short-lived, however, when Zane spoke again.
“That brings us to the next rule, which...” Zane hesitated, as if he knew that Cali wouldn’t like what he told her next. “Your orgasms belong to us. They’re a gift, and one we can grant you or withhold as we see fit. Like I mentioned earlier, you were given a lot of leeway last night and allowed to come at will. That changes now. From this point on, you’re not allowed to climax without our permission.”
Cali opened her mouth to argue, but quickly closed it at the sight of their arched brows. They were serious, and she found herself frowning. What happens if I come without permission?
“You would not only disappoint the two of us but earn yourself a punishment in the process,” Xavier responded to her unspoken question matter-of-factly.
“A punishment?” Somewhere deep in her subconscious, she felt as if she had landed in the middle of the twilight zone. These two men were every bit the dominating personas they claimed to be, and she grew wet again as she tried to process exactly what that meant for her.
Xavier grinned at her question and she almost asked him what the hell was so damn funny. “I’m sure you’ll learn soon enough what kind of punishments we can and will deliver. In the meantime, just know it can range anywhere between a simple spanking to orgasm denial.”
She was about to ask Xavier to elaborate further, especially on what he meant by spankings, when the two men began to untie her joints from the restraints. Zane rubbed the slight soreness from her wrists that she didn’t even feel when tied up, while Xavier did the same on her ankles.
Now that she had free range of her limbs once more, surprisingly enough, Cali didn’t immediately move, content to lie there and see what the two men had planned for her next.
Another frown marred her face as they told her she needed to get dressed. Was this the orgasm denial Xavier had just mentioned? “Did I do something wrong to get punished?”
Zane smiled and for the first time since she had met him, the gesture actually reached his eyes. Amusement flashed in the blue orbs and she found herself drawn to them as much now as she was that first night on her balcony.
“On the contrary, angel. You pleased us very much. It’s time for breakfast.”
“Breakfast?” Inwardly she berated herself for sounding like a damn mockingbird, but her mind was a current state of confusion. Coincidentally, it had been that way since she’d met the two. The only difference between now and most of the night was that she didn’t have to think that this had to be what they were describing when they talked about her giving up control.
“We want to give you the type of fantasy you’ve only ever dreamed about. Unless you tell us differently, the three of us will be together until our vacations are over. We’re now your Dominants and will take care of all of your needs, both in and out of the bedroom. As our submissive, you’re trusting that we’ll keep your best interests at heart and put your needs before our own. Right now, you have to eat and build up your energy because we plan to keep you naked between us from the time dinner ends until breakfast tomorrow morning.”
Cali shivered, her body becoming even more aroused as she thought about spending another night with these two. Visions of the many times they had taken her the night before flashed through her mind.
“Okay,” she told them moments before each man took their turn kissing her soundly, almost as if they were sealing the deal.
Chapter 14
WHAT WOULD HAVE BEEN the ‘walk of shame’ back in Boston was anything but that here in Virgin Gorda. Back home, Calista would have found herself leaving
a man’s place with an expression of equal parts regret and dissatisfaction. This morning, however, she found herself flanked between two men as they walked her back to her own room. The villa that Zane and Xavier stayed in seemed so much closer the night before. Or maybe it just appeared to be farther away now due to her partially exhausted state.
“I still can’t believe I did that.” She meant to keep it to herself but ended up saying it aloud. Mortification filled her as both men stopped and Xavier turned her toward him.
“We can tell you don’t do much for yourself, belleza. That’s all going to change in the next two weeks,” he stated.
“We’re going to make sure of it,” Zane added. Then he grabbed her hand and gave it a slight tug as if in reassurance. “We want you to turn off those voices in your head and let us take care of everything.”
“We know what you want, Calista, but more importantly we know what you need,” Xavier interjected before continuing. “I’m sure that as thorough as any research you’ve done in the past was, it is no match for the hands-on type we’re going to provide.”
Cali shivered at their words and knew they were right. After all, she had agreed to this little arrangement while back in the bedroom with the two dominating men. Inside she was both excited and scared but realized that opportunities like this didn’t come around very often, especially for women like her.
Once her trip was over, the two men would carry on with their obviously lavish lifestyle and she would be back to the same old life, same old loneliness back in Beantown. Shaking her head softly, Calista refused to dwell on that insight right now. Currently she had caught the eyes of two men straight out of one of her best-selling novels. She would try her best to enjoy herself knowing that if the time spent with them would be anything like the night before, it wouldn’t take much effort on her part to do so.
“Yes, Sirs,” she told them, suddenly unsure of whether they preferred to be called ‘Masters’ instead. Neither corrected her, so she let it go and they continued along the stone pathway to her room.
Once they reached their destination, a small amount of awkwardness returned. Would they come inside or wait by the door for her? The whole concept of submitting fully and unconditionally to another was still foreign to her. She was about to ask when Xavier answered the unspoken question.
“We’re going to head to Taste and have breakfast started, Calista. We’ll give you a half hour to shower and change before we expect you to meet us there.”
The command seemed simple enough and she nodded in response and was about to enter her room when something dawned on her. “W-what are we doing afterward so I’ll know what type of clothing to wear?”
She hated the fact that both men still made her stutter when speaking to them. She thought she’d moved past that particular impediment when younger. A slight blush crept up her face, warmth suffusing her cheeks. Cali knew she was very inexperienced in all facets of this type of lifestyle and hoped she didn’t have them second-guessing their earlier offer.
“We’re going to explore the island today, angel. As much as I hate for you to wear any clothing, a simple bikini and possible cover-up is all you’ll need. We’ll see you soon,” Zane answered before lowering his head and brushing his lips softly over hers.
Then in a blink of an eye, she watched them turn around, leaving her standing there all alone. It was then she became aware of the breath she had been holding in. Exhaling sharply, she leaned against the stucco exterior for a few seconds before going inside her room.
Calista had forgotten to turn the air conditioning off, so goose bumps rose on her skin almost instantaneously once she stepped inside. Shivering for a much different reason now, she adjusted the temperature and walked to the large teak wood dresser. It was a good thing she had brought bikinis with her because they’d asked her to wear them, and knowing what she did about Dominants, it was an order rather than a request and more than likely non-negotiable.
She glanced quickly at the alarm clock beside the bed. I have about twenty-five minutes. It’s a good thing I’m not like Em and spend hours in front of the mirror before leaving my house. Shedding her dress, she padded into the bathroom and immediately turned the shower on.
The water was the perfect temperature within seconds and she stepped into the glass-enclosed capsule and stood under the large rain shower head affixed to the ceiling. Cali closed her eyes and her mind went back to the previous night. She’d been skeptical about meeting anyone but that soon changed when she met Xavier.
Just the thought of Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome had her sighing aloud. He was successful, powerful, and so good-looking. He truly was like one of those fictional male leads from a romance book. Cali couldn’t believe that she would ever meet and talk to someone like him, much less sleep with him.
It was too good to be true and she wondered for a moment whether he was even real or just someone she’d conjured up in her mind. If Xavier was merely a figment of her imagination, then Zane would have to be too.
Thoughts now turned to the blond Dominant who was built like a Greek god as her hands drifted down her torso to rest against her belly. Her entire body tingled and her core ached for them. Damn those two for leaving her in this semi-aroused state.
“Get a hold of yourself, Calista,” she demanded. All the two said they had planned was breakfast followed by what she assumed to be an island tour. It wasn’t like they planned to take her back to bed even though that option sounded better with each passing second. Shaking her head, she wondered at which point she’d become so sex-crazed. It was completely out of character for her, which made it all the more unsettling.
Forcing her eyes to open, she grabbed her coral body puff and squirted some soap onto it. Her daydreaming had surely cost her at least five to ten of the allotted minutes. With that realization, she washed herself as swiftly as possible and shampooed her hair in what had to be record time.
When she got out of the shower, she had the very unenviable task of choosing a swimsuit. Cali had tried these on in Boston before packing and had found faults with practically every single one. She remembered they’d told her she could wear a cover-up, so she selected the zebra striped top with plain black bottoms and quickly got dressed.
Her hair was wet and she had no time to dry it properly, so Cali pulled it up into a ponytail. Slipping on the black terrycloth cover-up, she grabbed her camera bag and room key. She was pretty confident that Taste was the restaurant they’d passed on the way to her room this morning, so she headed in that direction, letting out a sigh of relief when she saw the sign.
As promised, the two men were waiting for her. They must have also gone back to their room because instead of the sweatpants they were previously wearing when she woke up, they were both clad in something different now. Xavier was wearing a tropical shirt with khaki shorts, and Zane wore a white T-shirt with black shorts. Both rose from their seats when they saw her and motioned her over.
“I’m happy you showed up, belleza. I was starting to worry about you,” Xavier said as he pointed to the empty seat beside him. It was situated right between him and Zane, and Cali was sure that was no coincidence.
“I didn’t mean to keep you waiting,” she apologized. Flashing a remorseful smile at him, she took her seat. That was when she noticed the full spread of items in front of them.
When she first arrived, all she could look at was the two men. Now, she could turn her attention to the breakfast if that was what one wanted to call the dozen or so dishes in front of them.
“We weren’t sure what you’d like, so we ordered several things off the menu,” Zane explained, speaking for the first time since she’d gotten there. “Help yourself to whatever you’d like.”
Everything looked so good, especially the bacon, eggs, and hash browns. Even that was more than what she normally ate in the morning back home. Her usual morning meal consisted of a banana with either a bowl of cereal or a cup of yogurt.
Reaching out for the bow
l of fruit salad, she spooned out a small amount onto her plate. Cali felt both men staring at her selection. Obviously, they expected her to eat more than she’d chosen, and only because there was so much food, she picked up the plate with some lightly buttered toast and fluffy eggs. The smell of the sausage wafted toward her and she grabbed two small links.
Cali was unsure of how hungry she really was until her stomach growled. Hoping that no one heard the noise, she stuck her fork into a piece of cantaloupe and brought it to her mouth. She sensed their gazes on her but ignored it the best she could and went about the task of eating.
Chapter 15
AFTER BREAKFAST, SHE WALKED with Xavier and Zane to the front lobby and then outside where a candy-apple-red sports car was waiting for them. It was exotic, sleek, and sexy, much like the men who’d soon be in it with her. As she got closer to the vehicle, her own reflection bounced off the metallic finish of the custom paint job. Immediately, she took a few steps back, encountering a hard wall of muscle.
“Easy, belleza,” Xavier cautioned with a light chuckle. He rested his hands on her bare arms momentarily before walking to the driver’s side of the car. Even after he stopped touching her, the tingling sensation lingered for a few seconds longer.
As she circled around the car, Cali finally saw the hood emblem, recognizing that it was an Alfa Romeo. Reaching for her hand, Zane guided her toward the passenger side of the vehicle. Ever the gentleman, he helped her into the backseat and then took his place in the front.
Despite the car’s small appearance on the outside, it was quite roomy on the inside, which was good as her companions were larger than life compared to her smaller size. Leaning back in her seat, she removed her camera from its bag, snapping various photographs of the tropical landscape when the group passed it.