“Yes, Master,” Gage answered in an automatic response to the power-filled tone of Roman’s voice.
As he returned to kissing and playing with Daria’s lips and breasts, Gage slowly eased down the bed, pushing the covers down until they fell off the end of the bed. Then he turned to Daria, his mouth watering at the knowledge that she was theirs.
He began kissing at her bellybutton and worked his way south. He felt her stiffen for a few seconds before relaxing with a sigh. As he reached the top of her slit, he worked one hand between her thighs and urged them to spread. Extending his tongue, he began to lick between her pussy lips, slowly moving farther and farther down between her thighs. As he tasted the cream that coated her skin, he could not help but moan with his own excitement.
She moved her legs wider apart, and he shifted to lie between them, his intent to give her the best orgasm of her life using fingers, lips, and tongue instead of cock. Tomorrow, he would buy a case of condoms and store them in every room in the house. For tonight, he would introduce Daria to the pleasures of his tongue.
Chapter 5
Daria, so caught up in Roman’s kiss, jumped when Gage licked at her bellybutton then swirled his tongue around in it. She probably should have confessed a secret of her own, but embarrassment kept her silent. They would learn the truth soon enough, just not tonight.
She cooperated fully as Roman shifted his attention from her lips to kissing his way down her neck to pay meticulous attention to her breasts. It was as if he knew exactly how to turn her on even when she did not.
When Gage slid a hand between her thighs, she moved her legs, giving him room. As his tongue parted the lips protecting her clit, Daria sighed as she moved her legs even farther apart. She felt the bed shift and then Gage’s tongue brush from the top of her slit, over her tightly knotted clit, to the wide-open entrance to her pussy. Closing her eyes, she focused on the lightning bolts that were shooting from her pussy to the rest of her body.
She did not realize Roman had moved from her breasts until something warm, wet, and velvety soft brushed her cheek. Turning her head, she forced her eyes open and found herself nose to head with Roman’s cock.
It was long and thick with veins tracing the length just under the rose-colored skin. The mushroom head was a darker red and slick with his fluid.
“Suck it, baby girl,” he ordered in a gentle yet demanding tone.
It was that same tone that always made her want to do whatever he asked so she could hear him praise her in that same powerful yet gentle tone.
Opening her mouth, Daria hoped her inexperience would not show as she sucked cock for the first time in her life.
Wrapping the fingers of one hand around the base of his cock, she extended the tip of her tongue and swiped it across the head, tasting the pearly fluid there. She moaned at the salty, tangy flavor before parting her lips and taking just the head into her mouth and closing her lips around the shaft.
Then Gage did something down between her legs, pulling her attention away from what she was doing. She gasped around the cock in her mouth then sucked harder, moving her hand up and down the shaft in a movement that just felt right.
Looking up at Roman, she found him staring at her with half-closed eyes and a super-intense expression. She smiled as his hips began to push his length farther into her mouth.
“Suck it, baby girl, I’m so damn close,” Roman groaned.
She moaned again when Gage slid two fingers into her and began to finger-fuck her. She felt all the muscles in her body tighten in preparation. When he took her clit between his teeth and nibbled gently, she came.
She tried not to bite down too hard on Roman as she continued to bob up and down his shaft.
“Oh fuck,” Roman called as his cock jerked in her mouth and began to squirt his life juices across her tongue.
It took nearly a minute before she could relax her muscles enough to release his softening cock without hurting him. She licked the skin clean as she did until she once again swirled her tongue around the head.
Roman slid down the bed and kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her before cuddling her into his side. “That was so damn good,” he said.
A moment later, Gage joined them, laying his head on her chest, and snuffled at her breast. “You okay, angel?”
“Mmmm,” Daria answered on a sigh.
“Master?”
“Jack yourself off, pet,” Roman said softly. “Daria, do you think you could help him get off? Otherwise he’ll never sleep and be useless tomorrow.”
Daria nodded and slid down the bed between the two men until her head was right above the head of Gage’s cock. The big man had begun sliding his hand along his shaft that was even bigger and longer than Roman’s. She stared at it, wondering how it would ever fit inside her when that time came.
Wanting to help the man who was panting, Daria took just the tip into her mouth, swabbing it with her tongue as she sucked as if it was a pacifier. She took his balls into one hand and began to massage them as well.
As she rubbed her tongue just under the glans, Gage’s hand moved faster and faster until he cried out and filled her mouth with his fluids. Once he relaxed back onto the mattress, Daria swallowed and cleaned his cock before crawling back up between the men.
Returning her head to Roman’s shoulder, she smiled sleepily as Gage moved in close behind her.
“Sleep, my loves. We have a lot to do tomorrow,” Roman said, kissing Daria’s forehead then leaning over her to kiss Gage.
* * * *
Gage waited until Daria’s breathing slowed to the steady rhythm of sleep before lifting up and resting his head on his elbow.
“We need to tell her ASAP,” he whispered. “She needs to understand and accept before we go any further.”
Roman nodded as his fingers continued massaging the back of their woman’s neck. “We will, but right now we all need some sleep. It’s been a hell of a day, and none of us has begun to deal with the reality of what’s happened.”
Gage nodded silently. “Should I turn off the alarm?”
The alarm clock was set for five, giving them plenty of time for a little morning wake-up sex before starting their day.
“No, you need to go to Wallyworld and do some shopping. We need a big box of condoms, and Daria needs some clothes to get through the next day or two until we can take her on a proper shopping trip. But don’t bother with panties. She won’t need them.”
“Yes, Master,” Gage said as he lay back down. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and joined the sleeping woman in dreamland.
* * * *
Roman stared at the slowly turning ceiling fan as his thoughts drifted. He tried to focus on the three of them and the life they would build together, but thoughts of Mrs. Stone kept intruding. Without disturbing his bed partners, he rolled out of the bed and walked through the darkness to the bathroom.
Closing the door, he gave himself over to the sadness at losing the woman who had turned his life around. He would do his mourning now so when morning came, he could be strong for Daria and Gage.
“Don’t worry, Mrs. Stone, I’ll take good care of them,” he whispered to the darkness.
Once he got himself back under control, he crept back into bed and pulled Daria into his arms again. Reaching over her, he laid a hand on Gage and sighed. The world might not understand, but this was right. Breathing in the combined scents of his woman and his slave, Roman closed his eyes and willed himself to sleep.
* * * *
Daria sat straight up with her eyes still closed when loud music blasted through her dream. It took her a moment to recognize one of the latest country hits about a woman scolding a man for being mean to her. But why was it playing in her bedroom? She did not use an alarm clock and only occasionally listened to the country radio station in her car. Mrs. Stone preferred the classical music or gentle jazz.
“Shhh, little one, it’s okay. Go back to sleep,” a deep, sleepy voice said just before
someone brushed a kiss on the top of her shoulder.
Forcing her eyes open, Daria turned her head. Why was Gage in her room and shirtless? Then she looked around and realized this was not her room. Then memories of the night before crashed down on her.
“Daria? Lie down, baby girl. It’s too early to be awake,” Roman said behind her.
“Then why did the alarm go off?”
“Because Gage has to go to the store,” Roman answered as Gage rolled out of bed and padded into the bathroom.
He did not seem to care that she watched every move he made.
“Why?” she could not help but ask, though she had a real good idea.
“Because we can’t have hot, sweaty, wake-up-smiling morning sex without condoms,” Roman said. “Now lie down so I can hold you some more.”
Daria lay back down and sighed as Roman wrapped himself around her, but her mind refused to return to sleep. She was a morning person, and once she was awake she had a hard time falling back to sleep. Especially when she had questions she wanted answered. But the man felt so good wrapped around her as he softly snored in her ear, signaling he had instantly returned to sleep, so she relaxed and let her mind drift.
When Gage returned to the room, she watched as he pulled on cargo pants, T-shirt, and sneakers. She frowned when he picked up her clothes and looked at the tags on each item of clothing.
“What are you doing?” she whispered, not wanting to wake Roman again.
After looking at the tag of her pants, he folded them and laid them on the dresser. “Go back to sleep. I’ll be back in a little while. And if you’re a good girl, I’ll bring one of those apple ugly thingies you like.”
“Mmmm, yes, please.” Daria returned her head to the pillow then lifted it again to find the big man headed for the door. “Gage?”
“Yes, angel?”
“Why do you call Roman master?”
“We’ll talk about that while Gage is gone,” Roman murmured in her ear. “Go on Gage. And pick Daria up a case of soda while you’re out.”
“Yes, Master,” Gage said then left the room as if the alarm at the firehouse had just sounded.
Instead of answering her question immediately, Roman’s hands began to play with whatever available flesh they could find. Which was plenty seeing as Daria was as naked as he was. When he began to tweak her nipple, Daria rolled away. She ended up at the edge of the bed but out of arm’s length from the man who now stared at her through sleepy brown eyes.
“Come back over here,” Roman ordered in that deep, dark voice filled with power.
Daria scooted back across the bed until only a few inches separated their bodies. She squeaked when Roman wrapped his arms around her and pulled her so they were skin to skin.
“You know what BDSM is, right?” he asked, his voice low and dark as his lips brushed across her forehead.
“Bondage, discipline, domination, submission, that sort of thing,” she answered.
“Yes, that sort of thing,” Roman said. “Gage and I discovered ‘the lifestyle,’ as it is called, about five years ago. As we explored it, we found that we really enjoyed the domination and submission part of it.”
Daria’s breathing hitched as her brain worked at warp speed to put together what she had seen over the years and what she had witnessed just minutes before. “You’re the dominant,” she stated warily.
He nodded. “Yes, I am the dominant, and Gage is the submissive. In this house, I am Master and Gage is my slave boy. He is also my lover, best friend, partner, and the other half of my soul, but here at home I am in charge. I call the shots, especially in bed.”
Daria closed her eyes as a wave of need washed over her. She had been reading erotic romances about threesomes and BDSM for the past year, wishing she could find herself such a situation. Now, on the worst day of her life, Roman and Gage had taken her in and were handing her the dream on a silver platter.
“If you’re the Master and Gage is your slave, where does that leave me?” She knew her question sounded naïve, but it was the only thought that came to mind.
“Your place will be right between us,” Roman said. “You are submissive enough that I think you’ll enjoy taking orders from me, but there’s also a side to you that wants to be in charge. It’s up to Gage, but I’m willing to share him with you, much as he and I will be sharing you.” He slid a hand down and began to rub his fingertips up and down between the cheeks of her ass. “You don’t have to decide right now. Hell, you may decide you never want to be with us in that way. All I ask is that you respect our privacy by not telling anyone our business.”
Daria sucked a breath and everything from the waist down clenched when a fingertip brushed over her back hole.
“And if I want to be your slave, too?” she asked in a soft voice.
The finger brushed back and forth, then up and down, then around and around the puckered flesh.
“Mmmm, that could be very interesting,” he said in his voice of power. “If you want to try being my slave girl, then get up on your hands and knees with that beautiful ass facing this direction.”
As Daria scrambled to do as he ordered, she felt Roman move around behind her. Once she positioned herself as he wished, she turned her head to look over her shoulder.
He was kneeling behind her and staring at her ass with a lust she had never seen on a man’s face before.
Then he lifted his gaze to meet hers. “You have the most beautiful body.”
She shook her head in denial, which earned her a frown from the gorgeous Dom.
“Arguing with your Master will earn you a spanking,” he said as he ran one hand up and down her spine. “And right now I’d rather play with this beautiful ass than punish it. Drop your chest to the bed then lay your arms on the bed by your sides.”
Daria felt her insides clench at his threat of punishment. What would it feel like to be across Roman’s knees getting a spanking? Would she like that bite of pain? Could it possibly turn her on even more than she already was?
Lowering her shoulders and chest to the mattress, she placed her arms as he wished. They only stayed there a moment as Roman lifted one and then the other to her ass.
“Pull those pretty cheeks apart and hold them that way. No matter what, don’t let go or you’ll earn a spanking,” he ordered gently.
“Yes, Master,” she replied softly.
She sighed as the title passed her lips. It felt so right. Was this what was missing from the other men she had dated? Would giving over control to another really be what her life lacked?
“Now just relax, baby girl, while I play with all your bits and pieces.”
Though she tried to remain calm and relaxed, Daria had a hard time when nothing happened for the longest time. She opened her mouth to speak, but he patted her left cheek sharply.
“No talking unless you’re answering a question I ask of you or calling red. Do you know what that means?”
“Yes, Master. Red means everything stops.”
“And when do you call red?” he asked as his hand continued to stroke up and down her spine in a comforting, almost hypnotizing, manner.
“When something hurts too much to continue,” she said.
“Very good, baby girl. That’s exactly right. Now, just breathe and enjoy.”
Daria closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, slow deep breaths to help her relax as she waited for Roman to begin his playing. When he pulled back, she tensed, but did not move otherwise.
She could wait patiently, she assured herself silently. She would wait patiently. For she was not in charge at this moment, Roman was. Though he did not realize it, she had been praying for him to claim her as his woman for years.
Chapter 6
Roman stared at the beautiful woman before him and wondered how in the hell he was going to hold off fucking her until Gage returned with protection. She lay positioned perfectly, her ass spread wide by her own hands to show off her pretty puckered star as well as her sweet p
ussy slicked up with her own juices.
Instead of touching her, he climbed from the bed, still watching his beautiful Daria. She watched him, opening her mouth as if to speak then closing it again and biting at her bottom lip.
He found his cell phone on the dresser and hit the speed dial for Gage.
“Yes?” His man answered on the first ring.
“How long before you get back here?”
“I’m checking out now. Why?”
“Because I need those condoms now,” Roman ground out as his cock throbbed at the thought of not being able to be inside Daria for that length of time.
“Ten minutes,” Gage said. Roman heard the sound of plastic bags rattling in the background.
“It had better be only ten minutes,” Roman growled before disconnecting and returning to the bed.
“Have you ever had a man fuck your ass?” he asked as easily as he would ask about the weather.
“No.”
Roman watched as her ass cheeks clenched and fought the hold her hands had on them at his suggestion. Reaching for the bottle of lube he had pulled from the nightstand earlier, he decided he could get Daria used to something in her ass while they waited for Gage to return.
First, though, he wanted to watch the sweet thing squirm. With one finger, he started at the top of her cleft and slowly dragged the pad of his finger down between her ass cheeks. When he reached the puckered star, he circled several times before pressing softly at opening. Then he continued down to the entrance to her pussy. He slid two fingers into her hot, wet pussy, slow and gentle, then began to finger-fuck her. He twisted and turned his fingers as they eased in and out.
He could not help but smile when her breathing hitched then sped up. A moment later, her hips began to flex as she tried to fuck herself on his hand.
She whined when he pulled from her pussy then sighed when one finger continued down her centerline to begin circling the puffy flesh of her clit. Her breathing became faster and faster until she began to pant and juices dripped from her pussy to coat his hand.
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