Dungeon Research [The Dom's Dungeon 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  “Go and get dressed.”

  “May I speak?”

  “Yes.”

  “What happens now?”

  He put on his fiercest frown. “The sub waits, knowing the Dom has everything under control.”

  She flashed him a questioning look but turned and got dressed. Even thought it wasn’t correct BDSM behavior, this was her first time, and he was pleased she was still thinking for herself. That was an excellent sign. Besides, it wouldn’t take them long to get upstairs, and it’d be rather obvious what was going to happen next once they were in a bedroom.

  Gavan tidied up the dungeon while she dressed, disposing of the soapy shaving water and rinsing everything, even though the cleaning crew would be coming through after they left. Every toy the Dom used would be billed to his account. He was to keep it and use it only with that sub. Since he didn’t shave, likely he’d throw the razor away, but the butt plug and the egg would become regular toys he used with Nerida.

  * * * *

  Taj watched carefully, and as soon as Gavan and Nerida were ready, he said, “Let’s go.” He held the dungeon door open for her and led them to the elevator and then into their room. Once they were inside he asked, “Are you ready to play?”

  “Hell yes. Have you got any idea what it feels like to walk with a couple of toys inside me?”

  Taj pulled her into his arms and slid his hands up under her shirt, unsnapping her bra. Slowly he brought his hands around to her breasts. Her nipples were hard little points. Ignoring the buttons on her shirt, he pushed the garment up and sucked a breast into his mouth, tugging on the nipple. Then he gave the other one the same treatment. He pulled her closer to him, squashing her soft breasts against his chest.

  “Are you feeling a little needy?” he asked.

  She gripped the back of his head, and instead of answering him, she pressed her lips to his. He kissed her back just as hungrily, rubbing his aching dick across her belly and then gripping her ass and holding her still. He kissed her until he had no breath left and only then lifted his mouth from hers.

  While they’d been kissing, Gavan had followed them into the room and switched on a small lamp on the counter, throwing a sheet of red paper over it, which gave the room a soft pink glow. He took a large white candle out of his backpack and lit it. Immediately Taj could smell vanilla fragrance in the air. He had to congratulate Gavan. He’d turned the room into a much more romantic venue in ten seconds flat.

  Taj looked down. He’d felt Nerida’s hands on his jeans, and sure enough, she was busy unzipping him. Fortunately Gavan had noticed as well, and must have buzzed the butt plug in her ass, because her fingers fumbled, and she hissed in a breath before starting again.

  Taj tipped her head up to his mouth. “I don’t think we’re finished here yet,” he said and then drove his tongue into her mouth, fucking every inch of it while holding her head so she couldn’t see to touch his poor aching dick. He wanted her more than anything, but not until the time was right.

  Then Gavan joined them, and between them, they stripped her quickly. Taj kicked his shoes off and pushed his jeans the rest of the way down while Gavan carried her to the bed. While Gavan was kissing her, Taj finished getting undressed and then riffled through the nightstand drawer, pulling out lube and condoms.

  Gavan rolled off one side of the bed as Taj climbed on. He latched onto her nipple and sucked hungrily. Damn she tasted good. Then the other one so it wouldn’t feel neglected. It tasted just as good. He pushed her breasts together so he could kiss from one to the other without having to lift off her body. “Mmm, delicious.”

  Nerida reached for his cock, but he was too low on her body for her to touch him. “When do I get to play?” she complained.

  “It’s still my turn.” Taj licked a line down her belly and nibbled around her belly button and then sucked her clit. It was so easy to find now that her pussy was bare. He gently stroked his fingers over the skin, knowing it’d feel ultra sensitive now. Then he pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and teased it over her clit, rolling it across her mound and then fucking her with it. But he was careful to stop before he thought she would come. He wanted to be inside her when that happened.

  As soon as Gavan climbed back on the bed, he rolled Nerida onto her side so they could both play with the toys together. Taj loved her little grumbles, mumbles, murmurs, and whimpers as they buzzed the toys, trailed them over her skin, and fucked her with them.

  Finally it was time. She was highly aroused, and his cock was as thick and hard as it had ever been. Gavan rolled a sheath over his dick, and they both laid the toys aside on the nightstand. Taj settled onto his back and lifted Nerida onto his hips. He held his cock at her entry and asked, “Ready?”

  * * * *

  “I don’t think so. There’s been far too much of you both touching me and far too little of me touching you. Now it’s time for me to have a little payback.”

  She pulled the condom off Taj’s beautiful cock and dropped it onto the nightstand. She’d seen an entire box of them in the drawer, so she knew replacing it wasn’t going to be a problem. His cock was very long and thick. Having it inside her was about to be total pleasure. She rubbed a fingertip over the cockhead, catching a drop of pre-cum on it, and then licking it off. She savored the taste. She wanted to know what each of them tasted like. From this tiny drop, it seemed Taj was a little salty. She stroked up and down his cock a few times, admiring his length and girth, and then pressed her fingers into the throbbing long blue vein. Immediately a bigger pearl of pre-cum appeared in the eye of his cock. She bent and licked it off. Mmm, yes, he was salty.

  Nerida sucked the entire head of his cock into her mouth, rolling her tongue over it and then rubbing it around the join between shaft and top before licking another bead of essence from him. Only then did she let him go, take another condom from the drawer, and cover him up.

  “About fucking time. I’m dying here,” Taj said as she held him to her pussy entry.

  Slowly she wiggled down on him, loving the way he filled and stretched her as he slid deep inside. When he was finally balls deep in her cunt, she rubbed her newly naked mound over the base of his cock. It really did feel incredibly sensual, much more so than ever before.

  Taj grabbed her body and pulled her down flat over him. She accepted his kisses. He was a mighty fine kisser. But she couldn’t resist teasing him a little by pressing her nipples into his chest, letting him feel how hard the points were and how ready she was for the next step.

  Then Gavan was behind her, buzzing that damn vibrator in her ass again. He teased her unmercifully, pulling it in and out, rubbing it over the tender flesh of her ass, and then drawing it over the hot places where he’d whipped her. She wondered if she had lines on her ass from the whipping or if he just knew how to tease her so perfectly. Her cunt gripped Taj’s cock tightly as she clenched her muscles, working hard not to come too soon. Fuck, they were good. She was so aroused it was almost painful.

  Finally he laid the butt plug aside and thrust deep into her ass in one long, burning stroke. She gasped and gripped hold of Taj. Gavan burned deep in her ass, but damn it felt good. Better than good. It was fucking amazing to have both of them inside her like this. Gavan pushed harder and inched even deeper until he was tight against her back. Now she was pressed between them, covered by hot, hard male from head to toe, both front and back.

  “I’m a manwich,” she said with a giggle.

  “Huh?” Taj kissed the side of her mouth.

  “I’m a manwich. A man sandwich.”

  “You are indeed.”

  Taj kissed her properly this time, stopping her from talking, but that was okay. She needed time to adjust to having two men inside her. She knew Adelaide was partnered with both Wade and Mason, and it seemed as though Allegra Lee had two male partners as well. But other than reading some ménage romance novels, this was Nerida’s first experience of the reality. And a mighty fine reality it was, too.

  Gavan p
ressed a row of kisses along her neck and the top of her shoulders and then sat up a little more, leaving his body touching hers, but no longer pressing on it. Even when he’d been lying on her, she hadn’t felt crushed by his weight. Evidently he was taking most of it on his legs and hands. He truly was a considerate lover. Feeling his skin against hers was wonderful, but he was a tall and solid man, so actually lying on her might have been a little bit too much for her after a while. She had all the benefits with none of the downsides. These men were so thoughtful and caring of her.

  And then her mind dissolved as they started fucking her. First one pulled out of her, then the other, but while the second one was withdrawing, the first one was driving back inside her again. Nerida’s mind could scarcely assimilate the intensity of the experience. Here she was, in bed with two men, her very first ménage, and just trying to work out what was happening was almost enough to send her over the cliff into orgasm.

  She laid her head on Taj’s shoulder, feeling his heart pumping in time with his thrusts up into her. That was purely carnal. She opened her mouth to slow her own racing heart and soften the sounds of her breathing. That helped her to notice Gavan’s hips pumping up and into her at the same pace as Taj’s. It would have been nice to feel his heartbeat as well as Taj’s, but she was too limp to move right now. Besides, this was all so new to her that she had so many other things to explore.

  The scent of the vanilla candle was still in the air, but there was also a strong smell of man and sex. That helped her understand not just how considerate the men were but the enormous pressure they were under to control their bodies to make this evening good for her. They were doing all the work. Actually, they’d done all the work all night. Yet they were holding back on their own needs, making sure she was aroused and crazy with desire.

  Nerida stroked her hands over Taj’s shoulders, memorizing the way his skin looked and felt. He had lots of strong muscles everywhere from the physical work he did all day long and a tan line on his upper arms where he wore a T-shirt in summer. There was a fainter line up by his neck as well. Likely he wore wife-beaters sometimes as well.

  Next, she twisted her arms backward to pet Gavan’s sides. His muscles were leaner than Taj’s, although his body was just as hard. But it was the bristles of his beard as he rubbed his face on her back and neck that she noticed most. It wasn’t as prickly as she’d expected. The hair was much softer than stubble, and she rather liked the feel of it against her skin.

  Nerida would have liked to explore some more, but her grasp on her mind was fading fast. The entire experience was so heady, so erotic, so incredibly arousing, that thinking was becoming too much for her to do. The orgasm deep in her belly, which had been noticeable since the beginning of their time in the dungeon, would no longer be controlled. Several times already she’d forced it to lie down and wait some more. But she no longer had the strength and willpower to stop it. Nothing could prevent her from coming now.

  The men were still thrusting in and out of her with their measured contrapuntal beat that refused to let her ignore it. Her pulse was beating fast, and at least some of the sweat on her face and body was her own with trying to wait a little longer. The fucking was so good. The feeling of being wrapped in two men’s arms, and possessed by two men at once, was the most amazing experience of her life. She was going to remember her first dungeon lesson and her first ménage sex for the rest of her life. Nothing could ever feel this good, ever again.

  The men were so attuned to her body that it shouldn’t have surprised her when they stopped for the briefest moment and then both slammed into her together. The change of pace, the different methodology, the loving kindness of Gavan and Taj, was all too much for Nerida. Her body exploded in a massive orgasm that seemed to start in her toes, rise up through her legs, gain power in her belly, and then roar through her torso and out the top of her head.

  Her mouth opened, and she screamed her joy as the climax roared on and on, leaving her limp, breathless, and unable to think or move.

  Both men paused for a heartbeat, and then they pulled out and slammed into her again. An aftershock raced through her, and she felt a double burst of heat inside her cunt and her ass, realizing that their own releases had triggered a secondary one in herself.

  The men wrapped their legs around her legs and their arms around her body and rolled them all onto their sides. Nerida was still much too weak to do anything for herself.

  “Best orgasm ever. Thanks,” she whispered through a throat that felt surprisingly raw.

  Oh yes. That’s right. I screamed.

  “We guessed you’d come,” said Gavan, his voice full of laughter.

  “I expect these rooms are soundproof. Otherwise, the people in the next neighborhood might know as well,” Taj teased her.

  “Oh dear. I hope I didn’t rupture your eardrums. I don’t usually yell. But then, I’ve never come that hard before.”

  “We’re very glad you had a good orgasm.”

  “That was our aim from the very beginning. To pleasure you. Now let me go turn the water on. We’ll have a shower and then sit in the hot tub for a while. It’s important you soak in the heat so your muscles don’t stiffen up.”

  “Hot tub?”

  * * * *

  Gavan heard the surprise in her voice and was pleased this room had been available. He’d booked it the moment she’d agreed to this date, even before he’d chosen which dungeon to use. Aftercare was an integral part of the dungeon experience, and since this was her first time, he needed to reassure himself that her butt didn’t bruise, that her shoulders and calf muscles didn’t stiffen up, and that her ass was filled with gel so she wasn’t too sore in the morning.

  But first a shower. The hot tub had been filled and was bubbling away as per his instructions. Thank goodness for that. The huge tub would take perhaps an hour to fill, and he didn’t want to wait that long for them to use it. Fifteen or twenty minutes for them all to clean up in the shower, and then they could soak.

  Taj carried Nerida into the bathroom just as Gavan had the water the right temperature. She stepped into the shower, and he handed her a fistful of little bottles of shower gel and shampoo so she could choose which ones she wanted.

  He stepped back to let Taj take care of his condom and pulled a handful of towels off the shelf, setting them on the sink for easy access.

  When Nerida got out of the shower, she shook her head at his offer of a towel. “It’s not worth it if we’re getting straight into the hot tub.” She riffled through the bottles on the sink, reading the labels, and finally dumped several into the hot tub.

  Taj got out of the shower just in time to see her do it. “Oh no. Gavan and I will stink like girls,” he groaned.

  Gavan laughed and stepped into the shower. That would be a small price to pay for making her happy.

  By the time he’d finished and turned the water off, the other two were sitting in the hot tub. Nerida was at the back, her head against the wall and her eyes closed. It was clear she loved the heat and bubbles. There was plenty of foam. Whereas before the bubbles themselves had bounced and popped on the top of the water, now there was a layer several inches thick of white froth. He sniffed, but the aroma was fine. A little feminine maybe, kind of floral, he guessed, but nothing too bad. Besides, if he didn’t like the smell, he could always shower again afterward. None of the towels had been used, so they’d have no problem getting dry.

  He settled into the tub equidistant from the other two and where he had clear views of both their faces, and then he asked the question he’d been wanting answered ever since he first met Nerida.

  “Nerida, why won’t you trust us? Why won’t you tell us where you live and let us escort you to and from your home? We want to be part of your life, to protect and serve you, but to do that, you have to trust us and invite us in.”

  As quick as lightning, she replied. “Why don’t you tell me your secret first? What is this secret group you belong to? Who are they, and
why are some of the people here at The Dom’s Dungeon involved in the group? Some of the people from Bailey and Bond are as well. How about you tell me the truth about yourself first?”

  Fucking hell. How had she found out about the werewolves? She must be a hell of a good researcher.

  He flicked a glance at Taj, who had a politely disinterested look on his face. But his body was quite still, which was a giveaway. Also, if he’d known nothing about it, Taj’s nature was such that he’d have been sure to ask Nerida what she meant, not sit silently by.

  Besides, if he expected her to tell him about herself, Gavan supposed he had to be upfront about his werewolf side. He’d always intended to tell her the truth before asking her to commit to them. This was just a hell of a lot sooner than he’d expected. Not to mention that he’d planned to set the scene and tell her in his way and in his own time, not have her jump right in like this. Damn it all to hell.

  Gavan took a deep breath. “You do understand that I can only tell you my story. You appreciate that other people’s lives are their own business?”

  She gave a sharp nod but didn’t cut him any slack. Well, he hadn’t really expected her to. She was a damn clever woman.

  “What do you know about paranormal events?” he asked her.

  “Define paranormal. Ghosts? Vampires? Magic? Witches?”

  “Any of them.” He was determined to find out where she stood on the issue before he started talking.

  “I have an open mind. I’ve never personally met a vampire so have no genuine knowledge about whether or not they sparkle in the sunlight. I’ve researched the occult from time to time. My best guess is that for every genuine unexplained event there are likely a thousand others arranged by a con artist or sleight-of-hand artist trying to defraud the unsuspecting victim. But there are a few cases that seem genuine. As I said, I’m open-minded. Now stop asking me questions and answer mine.”

  Taking a deep breath and mentally crossing his fingers that she’d believe him and not jump out of the tub and run away, Gavan began talking. “As long as human beings have been on this Earth, there have also been shape-shifters. The ability to transform one’s shape has nothing to do with being bitten under a full moon. It’s a gene passed from parent to child. Two shape-shifting parents will have a shape-shifting child. If only one parent has the gene, it’s a crap shoot, just like whether the kid will be a boy or a girl.”