Both men looked up at her and blinked as if they’d just awakened from a deep sleep. Then Wilder laughed, a sound that was full of mirth and came from deep inside him. “You are very refreshing,” he said once he had his laughter under control. “Keenly honest and outspoken. I like that.”
“Me, too,” Hunter said. “I think we’re going to get along famously.”
Dawn placed one hand on her hip. “I’m glad we’ve got that out in the open. I’m here for therapy, and I want to gain as much as possible from it. I’m a no-nonsense type of person, and I want both of you to always give me your honest opinions with no sugar coating. Agreed?”
Both of them nodded. Then they stood and rounded the table, one on either side. They pressed close to her, so close she could smell their cologne. It was the same for both, woodsy and very male.
Wilder leaned close to her ear. “Are you ready to start your therapy then?” he asked.
Anticipation of what was going to happen next caused her stomach to quiver, just for a moment. “Yes,” she said. “Very ready.”
“We’ve read the questionnaire you filled out,” Hunter said, standing at her other side. “We’re looking forward to teaching you what you want to know.”
Unable to help herself, she caught her bottom lip with her teeth.
Both men moved closer, pressing against her. “I get the sense you’re a very forceful woman,” Wilder said, his voice low. “Are you sure this is what you want to know about?”
She nodded, glancing toward him out of the corner of her eye.
“Then we’ll begin,” Hunter said, reaching into the back pocket of his jeans.
Dawn heard a metallic jingle, and then she saw what he had in his hand.
A pair of shiny handcuffs.
Chapter Two
“Wait a minute,” she said, “I don’t know if I’m quite ready for this.”
Hunter snapped one of the handcuffs on her right wrist. “Don’t worry. We will take care not to do anything you don’t want to do.” He drew her arm behind her back. Wilder took her left wrist and moved her left arm behind her back close to her right. Hunter snapped the handcuffs around that wrist also.
Now she was shackled with her arms behind her back, the cool metal of the handcuffs sliding easily over the skin of her wrists. They weren’t too tight or too loose, but the sense of not being able to use her hands was completely different than anything she was used to.
Wilder reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear. “The first thing we want to establish is your safe word. Pick a word, and we’ll know if you say that word during your therapy, it will tell us to stop what we’re doing and take a step back to let you get your bearings. What word would you like to use?”
Dawn wracked her brain. What should she use? It had to be something she could just rattle off without thinking about it. “Vegas. That’s the word.”
“Good choice. Easy to remember.” Hunter slid his hand in the crook of her arm. “Come with us. We’ll introduce you to everything you wanted to know about.” He led her toward the locked door.
As they walked toward the door, Wilder spoke softly and soothingly. “Your questionnaire stated you wanted to know all about bondage. You seemed to have tried everything else during your sensual awakening, and this is something that has intrigued you for a long time. Can I ask why you’ve never tried it before? It didn’t say on your paperwork.”
She watched as Hunter pulled a set of keys from his pocket and unlocked the door. He opened it and swung the door wide. She tried to peer past him but couldn’t. The room was dark inside. She turned back to Wilder. “I’ve never found anyone I could trust enough to allow them to do anything like this to me without speaking about it later. I thought Answers would be the perfect place to dabble in something a little more extreme than I’m used to.” She looked directly into his cool, blue eyes. “I have to tell you, I’m not sure I will enjoy it. I’m not used to giving up control.”
He smiled a warm, inviting smile and placed his hand on her back. “I can tell you like to be in control of things. This time, let us take you places you’ve never been. I noticed in your questionnaire you wrote that you wanted to be taken out of your comfort zone. We’ll definitely do that and more. So, let’s get started with your therapy and see how far we can go today. And later, another of our counselors will join us. His name is Micah London, and he’s very in depth when it comes to therapy.”
Three? There were going to be three of them? Dawn felt a little twinge of nervousness invade her thoughts. She hoped they lived up to their promise to stop if she said her safe word. “Well,” she said, “I’m here to find out what my limits are, so that’s what I’d like you to do—push me to my limit.”
“We will, Dawn,” he said, sliding his hand down her back and lower, caressing the globe of her ass. “I’ll push you to the edge and then some.”
“Come inside, Dawn,” Hunter said, tugging at her arm. He flicked on the light switch, and the room was bathed in glowing red light.
Dawn blinked, trying to get her bearings as she stepped into the dimly lit room. “This has a really different feeling than the rest of the spa,” she said, noticing the walls were painted some dark color that was hard to tell what it was in this lighting. The lights were recessed into the ceiling, washing them all in a rosy glow. “It’s edgy in here. Why aren’t there any windows?”
“Oh, there are windows, but we like to keep things private in here. Unless the client wants to reveal themselves to the outside. If there comes a time when you’d like an audience, we can arrange it.” Wilder rubbed his hand over her back in a circular motion. It felt very soothing, calming in fact.
Hunter moved away from them, into the room. “We’ve got an assortment of equipment that we’ll put to use, but first, we’re going to ease you into this.” He stopped in front of what looked like a closet and slid the door open. “I want to assure you that anything that happens here at Answers will be kept confidential. We won’t reveal your desires, but you can, if you decide to.” He took the bottom of his polo shirt and pulled the shirt off over his head, revealing a flat stomach. “We’ve also all been tested for all communicable diseases, as you have as a requirement of your scheduled retreat.” He moved toward her, and once close enough, he slid one hand beneath her hair to the nape of her neck. “I don’t mean to be so formal, but we need to get that out of the way before we begin.” He was an inch from her face, so close she could feel his warm breath waft over her lips. “Once we start, I don’t want any distractions. I only want you to feel, not think.”
He was so close and so sexy, she wanted him to kiss her. Though she wasn’t normally the type of woman who jumped into bed with a man as soon as she met him, her reason for coming here was to experience sex in a new and unusual way. Her confidence reared its head, in spite of the handcuffs. “Then make me feel something wild,” she whispered. She leaned forward, pressing her lips against his.
He smiled beneath her assault, pressing her to him.
Dawn parted her lips and ran her tongue over his. He tasted slightly of cinnamon, warm and spicy. Hunter responded by invading her mouth with his tongue, deepening the kiss. He held her head with both hands now and devoured her mouth.
She could feel Wilder pressing in from behind her. Wilder ran his hands over her ass, pulling her skirt up in the bargain. He took hold of the handcuffs and raised them higher on her back, using the small center chain linking them together. “You’re usually the aggressive one when it comes to sex,” Wilder whispered in her ear. “I can tell by the way you act, but this time, you will be submissive.” He held her shackled hands in the center of her back with one hand while the other worked at the zipper of her skirt at her hip.
Dawn sucked at Hunter’s tongue, her body coming alive beneath the attention of these two men. Her nipples tingled when Hunter tangled his hands in her hair, tightening his hold on her. He groaned into her mouth, his tongue lashing hers.
She felt her skirt slide dow
n her legs to the floor. Wilder tapped her left foot with his own, signaling for her to lift it. She did, balancing on one high heel while he bent over and removed it from her ankles. That left her standing there wearing a thong, her lace bra, and silk blouse. She lifted her foot again to kick off her shoe, then the other. Shrugging her shoulders, she clenched her hands. She wanted to touch Hunter, to run her fingers through his long hair. She couldn’t do it with her hands cuffed behind her back. Groaning with need, she struggled against the cuffs.
“Ah, ah,” Wilder said from behind. “Don’t be a bad girl, now.” He ran his hand over the curve of the cheek of her ass, bare to him except for the thin strand of her thong running down the cleft of it. “Beautiful,” he said.
The heat from his hand and the assault on her mouth by his brother caused her pussy to cream. Hunter released her from his kisses, still holding her head while he looked into her eyes. “What do you want?” he asked, his voice tight.
Her lips felt kiss-swollen, and she could feel a trickle of sweat meander between her breasts. Damn, these men made her hot. What a way to spend an afternoon. Looking him directly in the eye, she ran her tongue over her upper lip. “God, I want you to fuck me,” she said.
Hunter smiled, one corner of his mouth rising. “I think we both will.”
Wilder slipped his finger into the top edge of her panties at her hip and pulled.
Dawn gasped, the material tightening with a burn on her opposite hip before her panties ripped, Wilder tossing the material away from her. Hunter let go of his hold on her head and tucked his hand into the front of her blouse. With one smooth move, he jerked her blouse open, buttons flying.
Dawn felt a flash of heat and chuckled, loving the way they were so forceful with her. No man had ever tried it before. Instead, they’d always let her take the lead. She had, and had taken what she wanted. This time, the tables were turned.
Hunter pulled at the top of her bra cups. “What do we have here?” He rolled the cups down and tucked them beneath her breasts. The action caused her breasts to pop free and be held high, the material boosting them.
While Hunter was stripping her from the front, she felt Wilder behind her, his hands running down the length of her legs to her calves. Hunter leaned down and closed his lips over one pert nipple, sucking. At the same time, she felt Wilder closing something around one of her ankles.
Throwing her head back, she arched, presenting her aching breasts to Hunter as best she could. He sucked at her forcefully, sending little sparks to the back of her tongue. “Mmm,” she crooned, widening her legs as Wilder moved her feet, latching something else onto her other ankle. When Wilder was finished, her feet were at least three feet apart. Hunter moved to her other breasts, giving it the same attention as the first. “Oh yeah,” she breathed, her pussy quivering. Her stomach muscles tightened, and she looked down at Hunter, watching him as he suckled at her breast, his eyes closed, his lips forming a perfect circle around her nipple.
Wilder was standing behind her again and rested his hands on her shoulders. “Your ankles are now separated with a steel bar. You can’t close your legs, no matter what you do.” He ran his tongue up the side of her neck to her ear. “Now,” he whispered, “I’m going to fuck you, but not where you think.”
Dawn’s eyes opened wide. “I’ve never—“
“Shh,” Wilder said. “I’ll be as gentle as I can. And you will enjoy every minute of it. Just do as I say.”
She began to shake a little, knowing what he had in mind. She’d never been fucked in the ass before, and she was a bit scared. But then Hunter took her mind off of it, slipping his fingers into the folds of her labia and stroking her clit. With his mouth at one breast, his fingers rolling and pinching the other nipple, and his other hand massaging her clit, Dawn closed her eyes and gave herself over to sensation alone.
Her body was growing hotter with every breath she took. When Wilder spread the cheeks of her ass and inserted a lubricant-covered finger into her ass, she gasped, shuddering. Her eyes opened wide, and she tensed.
“Don’t tighten your muscles,” Wilder said, slowly inserting his digit deeper. “Breathe deep, in through your nose and out through your mouth.”
“That’s sort of hard to do in a situation like this,” she replied, struggling with the fact she couldn’t close her legs at all and Hunter was playing his magic over the front of her body to the point that she was on the verge of climax.
“Hunter, help me out here,” Wilder said over her shoulder.
Hunter abandoned what he was doing and rose up to stand in front of her. “Look at me,” he said, his voice a raspy whisper. He wove his fingers into her hair, cupping her face in his hands. Then his lips met hers, and he stole her breath.
She parted her lips, inviting him in, and he dove in. Their tongues dueled roughly, and he tasted slightly of mint. Wilder pressed her from behind, his fingers at her ass disappearing only to be replaced by something much larger and hotter. Dawn moaned, but Hunter drank it down, swiping his tongue over the back of her teeth. Wilder pushed, and then she gasped, her body jerking when the man behind her broke through and his cock stole the cherry of her ass.
Hunter moved back, allowing her a moment to breathe. He held her shoulders now, his deep blue eyes searching her face. “Just breathe,” he said. “I can feel you shaking. There’s nothing to worry about.”
The sensation of Wilder buried in her ass, stretching her to the limit, was decadent and animalistic. Her face was on fire, along with other parts of her body. Wilder stilled behind her, letting her body adjust to his invasion.
“Okay?” Hunter asked, eyebrows raised.
She swallowed and nodded, afraid to speak, thinking her voice might fail her. Her nipples were rock-hard little buds, and her pussy was almost dripping with her cream. This was new and wild and exactly what she wanted.
Hunter smiled and released her shoulders. His hands went to his jeans, and he quickly shed his remaining clothes. Then he moved forward, and within two seconds, he slid his cock into her pussy all the way to the hilt.
“Oh my god,” she moaned, “I’ve never felt so full before.” It was delicious, being impaled both front and back and unable to move her arms and legs. Two identical men had her sandwiched between them, and they were going to truly give her a fucking like no other. And when they began to move, she closed her eyes and let her mind drift away while her body took over.
The men pressing into her made beads of sweat dapple her forehead. She couldn’t move or participate, but what she was feeling was out of this world. Hunter groaned as he slid in and out of her pussy, his thick cock putting friction in all the right places. Wilder was breathing heavily in her ear, moving ever so slowly as he thrust in and out of her ass, tiny sparks of pleasure-pain shooting up her spine every time he went deep.
“Ohhh,” she crooned, her body jerking as she came. Her breath rasped in her throat while her pussy pulsed with release, grabbing at Hunter’s cock until he, too, went over the edge with a loud groan. Wilder wasn’t far behind, shuddering at her back as he shot his seed deep inside her ass.
Lightning crackled along her nerve endings as pulses of pure, sharp pleasure washed through her body. She dropped her head forward, resting it on Hunter’s shoulder while they finished with her. She was theirs, and it gave her a sense of belonging, even though they’d only just met. She’d never felt like this before, like she was truly a woman at not one, but two, men’s mercy.
“Are you okay?” Hunter asked, pushing her hair back. “Dawn?”
“Hmm?” she murmured, her thigh muscles quivering. “Yeah, I’m, um, wonderful.” She lifted her head and looked into his eyes. “But I think I need to sit down before I fall down.”
Both men pulled from her body and set about releasing her from her shackles. They carefully helped her to a small bench along one wall, sitting her down.
Dawn raked her fingers through her mussed up hair, her body damp with dew from their tryst. She desperatel
y needed a shower and to change.
Wilder, his jeans now back on, stood in front of her, a look of concern on his face. “Dawn, you’re sure you’re all right? We didn’t go too far, did we?”
She looked up at one of the most beautiful men she had ever seen and silently wished he had been her first lover. Or Hunter had been. Or both of them. Things might have turned out very differently in her life if they had met years ago. But now was what mattered. She was eager to learn what they had to teach. A smile curved her lips. “I’m fine, and no, you didn’t go too far. I just can’t wait to see how much farther out of my comfort zone you two are going to take me.”
Chapter Three
Wilder looked down at this green-eyed beauty and his heart almost stopped beating.
Dawn’s lips were kiss-swollen and the color of roses. Her cheeks were flushed, and her silken blonde tresses were mussed as if she had just risen from her bed. Her clothes were more than rumpled, her blouse barely on her body, and yet she had an air of confidence he found very seductive. Careful, boy. You could lose your heart with this one.
He cleared his throat. “Well, before we continue, I’ll bet you would like a shower and maybe a bite to eat.” He offered his hand to her.
She smiled up at him and slipped her hand into his, then stood. Her intense gaze caused his heart to stutter. “I’d love a shower but only if you and your brother join me. Would you like to come with?” One perfectly arched eyebrow rose.
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