The Dom, the Switch, and the Sub [Club Libertine 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Diane Leyne

  She felt Luke pause and looked down briefly to his head, lifted to watch Zack’s cock disappear between her lips, and then he seemed to redouble his efforts. She moaned around the cock in her mouth as she felt Luke replace his tongue with his fingers, shoving three of them inside her so abruptly she almost rose up off the couch at the sensation. She felt herself clamp down on his fingers, and he moved his mouth to her clit, giving it a long hard lick before closing his lips over it and sucking gently. His finger kept moving in and out of her.

  Suddenly, he curled his fingers, pressing hard on her G-spot just as he gently bit down on her clit. She opened her mouth, releasing Zack’s cock.

  She came with a scream as her climax slammed through her, making her body buck and twist, but Luke held her tight, not finished. He kept moving his fingers inside her, moving against that magic spot while he continued to lick and suck her clit. Zack stroked her hair and held her tight as she felt another climax rise quickly and slam through her.

  She lay back limply as Luke finally pulled his mouth away. She could see his chest heaving like he’d run a marathon as she looked down at him. She could also see that he was almost painfully aroused, his cock thick and red and angry looking. Zack, too, seemed to be on the verge of coming, but holding back, his engorged cock up against his stomach, a drop of pre-cum glistening at the tip.

  He got off the couch and scooped her up, carrying her into the bedroom.

  “You, sub. Follow up.”

  He dropped her on the bed, and stood staring down at her. Luke stood beside him. Serena watched her two Doms, anticipation making her shiver as Zack took charge.

  “Do you want to fuck her?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “And you understand that when you fuck her, I’m going to fuck you?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “Then get to it.”

  Serena lay back and spread her legs, pulling them wide, the knees bent and pulled back. She could see the flare of desire in his eyes as Luke wasted no time. He almost dove onto her, his eagerness ratcheting her own desire up even higher. She expected him to immediately push inside her, but he didn’t enter her right away. First he took her head in his hands and kissed her gently as he knelt between her thighs. Then he pulled back, reached down, and very deliberately positioned his cock, and rammed it home.

  Then he stayed like that, buried deep inside her, unmoving. She wrapped her arms around him and held him close, his face buried against her breasts and enjoyed the feeling of him buried deep inside her, waiting for what came next.

  Over Luke’s shoulder, she could see Zack moving. He reached behind Luke and it seemed like he was removing the butt plug he'd inserted earlier. She ran her hand over Luke’s shoulders, soothing him as Luke squirted lube into his now open rosette and followed with his fingers. Luke flinched and then held still, even his breathing slowed as he seemed to be forcing himself to relax. Serena framed his face with her hands and looked into his eyes. She could see him flinch and she knew that Zack was pushing his cock into Luke, whose big body tensed and then suddenly relaxed. Serena knew that meant the head of Zack’s cock was inside Luke who was now gritting his teeth, his eyes closed, his body tensing again as he pushed back against Zack. When she felt the men stop moving, Zack embedded as deeply in Luke as Luke was inside her, she spoke again.

  “Luke.” Serena rubbed her hand over his hair to get his attention. “Luke. We are not giving up on you, do you hear me. You are ours, and we are yours, and you can’t get rid of us that easily. We love you. And when you love, you fight for those you love.”

  She nodded, and Zack started moving, and a moment later Luke started moving. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of moans and of bodies slapping against bodies.

  Serena came first, her already-stimulated tissues still sensitive from Luke’s mouth. She clamped down hard on his cock, milking him, causing him to come. Zack came last, coming deep within Luke and then slumping down on the pile of bodies beneath him.

  * * * *

  “Um, Zack, guys. Can’t breathe.”

  Zack laughed and then carefully pulled out of Luke who, in turn, carefully pulled out of Serena. He rolled onto his side, and Serena cradled his head to her breast again. He closed his eyes and snuggled close.

  Zack got the wet cloth and towels and cleaned the three of them up and took care of condom disposal. Then he slid into the bed on the other side of Luke, putting his arms around him and holding him tight.

  “Look, Luke. You don’t have to tell us what your problem is, at least not yet. We still don’t know each other well, but you said you loved us, and we love you, and we can wait as long as you need us to. But please don’t shut us out completely. Even if you are not ready to talk to us about what happened, at least let us love you and comfort you and just be there for you.”

  A few moments went by, and then Luke’s big shoulders started to heave, and then he began to sob, the tears cascading over Serena’s breasts. She held him tight and let him cry it out while Zack lightly rubbed his back.

  Luke rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling, one arm around each of them. His cheeks were wet with his tears, but he didn’t rub them off. Zack leaned down and kissed away the ones on his side, and Serena did the same on her side.

  “The call I got was from a buddy from my platoon, my sergeant. He called to say that one of the men was in trouble. Some of the guys have had a harder time than others readjusting to civilian life. Every sound is an IED. Every stranger a possible threat. Every moment of every day becomes a trial to get through. They’ve spent so much time, some of them years, living in hell, seeing their friends die, sometimes in front of them, and they come back damaged. All of us come back damaged in some way. It’s just that some of us hide it better than others.

  “The call from Ollie was about one of the men, Geoff. He’d lost it. He had totally lost it, yelling at his wife and baby and brandishing his gun at the poor solicitor at the door. Then he barricaded himself in his apartment and threatened to kill himself.

  “Ollie thought I might be able to talk him down. I spent the first twelve hours outside the door, talking to him through it. He made me promise not to call the VA. They’d lock him up, he said. He’d gone there before when I’d persuaded to go to them for help the last time he’d threatened to take his own life. They’d pump him full of drugs and lock him up somewhere again, he said, and he couldn’t take that again.

  “So I sat beside that door, and I reminisced with him, reminding him of the good times, of the camaraderie and the support and acknowledged that yes, shit happened and we lost Perez and Allard and Truehart, but we were both alive and Ollie and his wife were having a baby and Sid was making great progress in the VA and wasn’t just walking, but learning to cycle again and was hoping to make the Paralympics. Things had been bad, but we’d made it, and we had an obligation to keep going for those who hadn’t.

  “I thought I was making progress. I talked about his wife and his baby and the new one on the way. He started crying. I thought that I’d gotten through to him. He even opened the door and let me in.

  “He made me sit on the chair opposite him, and he told me how proud he’d been serving under me, how he looked up to me and asked me to take care of his family. Then he put his service revolver in his mouth and killed himself.”

  The tears were running in earnest now, down his face.

  “I had blood and bones and brain all over me, and a good man was dead.”

  Chapter Eleven

  “Oh my god. That’s so terrible. You must be grieving terribly. But you did what you could. You listened to him. You supported him. You were there for him.” Zack couldn’t imagine the pain Luke was in.

  “Not like I should have been. I thought he was getting better. I used to see him or talk to him almost every day. But he seemed better, and I got busy with work and with pursuing you, too, and I didn’t have as much time for him anymore. I let him down. Just like I let you two down.”


  “You didn’t let him down. He sounds like a very sad, damaged man. You did your best, but you can’t make anyone get help if they don’t want to take it.”

  “He was the fourth of my platoon to try to kill themselves and the second to succeed. Sometimes I feel so much despair that I can understand why they did it. Sometimes I get such black feelings that I want to die, too. But then I remember what I have to live for and I don’t. But what good am I? I keep losing men.”

  “Stop it. Stop it right now,” demanded Serena. “You are not their commanding officer any more. And even if you were, you can’t force them to get better or even to get help. You are just a man, a good man. You have to learn to let go. Be their friend. Listen to them and continue to encourage them to get professional help. But don’t take responsibility for their choices. At the end of the day, we are all responsible for ourselves.”

  “How’d you get so damned wise?” Luke turned and kissed her hard on the lips. Then he turned to kiss Zack. “You both are too damned good for me. Are you sure you want me back in your lives after I acted like such an asshole?”

  “Well. You are going to have to make it up to us. For me, I think that means letting me top frequently, more than just on my birthday. I really enjoyed it.”

  “And I want a blow job a week. From you,” demanded Zack. “I mean, if that’s something you want to do, Sir.”

  Luke laughed, a big belly-shaking laugh. He felt lighter inside than he had in a very, very long time.

  “For me, being a Dom gives me a feeling of control. I was a Dom before the war, and I was an even stricter Dom afterward. I had to control every situation, every person in my life, every thing that it was possible to control. And I had to keep a tight rein on me and my feelings.

  “Tonight was the first time I’ve ever given up my control to someone else. I didn’t think that I would ever trust someone else again to let that happen. You can’t know how freeing it was for me. For so long… First during the war, it was necessary to keep myself and my men alive. And then back here in order to hold myself together.

  “But now I feel a thousand pounds lighter. Thank you, guys. I don’t know how I can ever repay you.”

  “Just love us,” said Zack.

  “I can do that.”

  “And one more thing,” Serena added, her tone mischievous.

  Luke turned to Zack. “Dare I ask?”

  * * * *

  Two weeks later

  Zack walked into his brothers’ office at the club, girding up his courage. He knew that they had many friends in same-sex relationships, but part of him was worried about whether they would accept him in one. But he’d learned a lot about courage from Luke, and he was determined to have his ceremony, and he wanted his brothers to officiate.

  “I have something to ask you.”

  “What’s that?” asked Connor.

  “We want to have a collaring ceremony at the club. Tomorrow.”

  “Short notice, much?” asked Liam. “Who’s getting collared?” Liam suddenly grinned. “Are you finally going to collar Serena and make it official?”

  “Not exactly.”

  “What does ‘not exactly’ mean?” Connor quizzed.

  “It isn’t exactly a conventional ceremony. And we want the two of you to conduct it.”

  “What’s so ‘not conventional’?” asked Liam.

  “Well, there will be three of us doing the collaring. Luke will collar me and Serena. I’ll collar Serena. And then we’ll both collar him.”

  Zack had been looking down and around and generally just avoided looking in his brothers’ eyes as he explained the situation to them, not sure of how they would receive the news. He finally forced himself to look up at his brothers to see their reaction.

  “I just want to clarify, Zack,” started Connor. “You top Serena and Luke tops you both?”

  He nodded.

  “You submit to him?”

  He nodded.

  “Oh my god, Liam. Do you know what this means?”

  Zack felt stricken as his brothers turned to him, and then he felt puzzled when they started laughing.

  “Yes, Connor, it means our brother is a switch!”

  “Yeah, Zack. What’s with that? You get the power of being a Dom and the pleasure of being a sub. Sounds kind of greedy to me.”

  “You mean you aren’t shocked that I’m in a relationship with another man?”

  “Kid, if we were easily shocked, we wouldn’t be in the BDSM sex club business. I have only one thing to ask. Does he, or rather, do they, make you happy?”

  “Yes. I’ve never been happier.”

  “Then we’re happy for you and we’ll be happy to welcome Serena and Luke to the family. We already love her like a sister, and Luke’s a good man.

  “Besides, we already knew something was up when he came in and asked for his job back. And then Serena asked for his job back, and then you did.”

  Zack hugged his brothers, and they hugged him back. They were the best. They talked some more and then checked the schedule, laughing when they realized that Serena had already entered it into the schedule as “Luke collars his subs.”

  * * * *

  It was a Wednesday night, which was usually a slow night, but somehow word had gotten out and the crowd was thick. Luke could see that everyone wanted to see who he was collaring. He could almost feel the shock that ran through the crowd when they first saw Serena and then Zack take the stage.

  Luke and Zack were wearing leather pants and a vest, and Serena was in a matching leather corset. Some of the men seemed disappointed that it covered her breasts and she was wearing a thong so her pussy was also covered, but they probably weren't surprised as Luke wasn’t the kind of Dom to share.

  There was some surprise, too, as this was the first time any of them had seen Luke dress like the other House Doms. As he’d explained to his colleagues, it was time for him to move on. He was out of the military now, and he was ready to retire the fatigues except in the event of future role-play.

  When they saw Serena walk forward and kneel, the crowd smiled. They all knew her from her stints at the front desk. She was pretty and bubbly and nice to everyone. They all seemed very happy for her, even if Luke knew there were some who might be a bit jealous.

  He scanned the crowd. He saw people looking at him and then Zack. At first he saw some confusion on their faces. Why were there two Doms at the ceremony? He also saw envy on the faces of a few of the uncollared subs, as they assumed Serena was going to be collared by not one but two very hot Doms?

  The ceremony started.

  Connor talked about love and commitment and what it meant to be in a Dom/sub relationship. He asked Serena if she understood what she was committing to and if she was freely making this commitment, and she answered that she was. Then he placed a collar around her neck.

  Then Liam asked Luke and Zack if they understood what it meant for Serena to place her self in their care and did they understand and accept the responsibilities that came with collaring a sub.

  They answered yes.

  Luke came forward and spoke of his love for Serena and his commitment to her. Then he attached a dog tag with his name to the collar. Then Zack also spoke of his love of Serena and came forward and did the same thing.

  The crowd applauded.

  But the ceremony wasn’t over. A buzz ran through the audience when Zack knelt beside Serena. There was mass confusion.

  Luke’s heart soared. He told Zack and Serena he didn’t need a public collaring ceremony or a public declaration that Zack was his sub. But Zack had made up his mind. If Luke was brave enough to move forward, then Zack was brave enough to stand up, or rather kneel down, in public and declare his love for and submission to Luke.

  Connor asked Zack if he understood what it meant to submit to Luke, and he answered yes, so Connor attached Zack’s collar and Luke added the dog tag, speaking of his love and respect for Zack and how privileged he felt.

  The crowd appl
auded again. But then grew silent as it appeared the ceremony still wasn’t over. Luke helped them both to stand and then took his place kneeling on the cushion.

  Liam spoke to the crowd. “This isn’t a normal collaring ceremony. Luke has asked us to add a new component to the ceremony. Luke?”

  “Even though I am their Dom and they acknowledge my authority and ownership, I am also humbled and grateful for their love. I want them to know that I will never take them for granted and I will always do everything in my power to make them happy.

  “Because of that, I claim the privilege of wearing their collar to proclaim to the world that they own my heart.” Luke removed his dog tags. He could hear the crowd murmur. Luke knew that no one had ever seen him without them. He had worn them since leaving the service for what they represented, and they would always have a place of honor at his home, but he was ready to move on, with Zack and Serena.

  He placed them in Serena’s hand, wrapping his own big hand around hers and closing her fingers around the tags.

  “Keep them safe for me.”

  Luke watched Serena’s eyes tear up and saw one slip down her cheek.

  Zack, his own eyes moist, bent and placed the matching collar around Luke’s neck. Serena knelt on Luke’s other side and attached the tag that represented their ownership over him.

  By the time the ceremony was over, there wasn’t a dry eye in the house.

  On stage, everyone was hugging.

  “Welcome to the family, Luke.”

  “Glad to have you back.”

  “Nice to be back, but I may have to cut back on my hours.”

  “I know you’ve just collared your subs, but just how much sex do you plan on having? Surely you’ll still have time to come to work. Or do you think having two subs will wear you out, old man?” Liam’s tone was only half joking. Luke was very good at what he did and the members liked him.

  “That’s not it, although it would be nice if we could make it an extra-long weekend next week. A buddy of mine has offered me the use of his cottage on a little island off nearby. I thought it might be nice for the three of us to get away for a few days.”