by Becca Van
Lifting her breast up, she lowered her head and licked over her own nipple. Since her head was down she didn’t see them move, but one moment she was standing in the living room and the next she was being carried down the hall. She inhaled the delectable clean scent of Master Barry and wrapped her arms around his neck and then licked along the side of his throat and nipped his skin.
“You are in so much trouble, little sub.”
“What did I do?” she asked breathlessly.
“You know damn well that any pleasure you get is to be given by us.” Master Turner spoke from behind her.
Charlie hid her smile. Her plan had succeeded just as she had expected it to.
“Don’t think that you can control us by getting what you want all the time, Charlie.” Master Barry lowered her feet to the floor, making sure she was aware of his arousal when he pushed his hips into her belly and let her feel how hard his cock was.
Master Turner stepped forward and placed the cuffs around her wrists. Then he lifted her arms above her head and snapped the restraints to the chain hanging from the ceiling. They had brought her to their private play room, and Charlie glanced around curiously since she’d never been in here before.
“I think our woman needs to learn some restraint.” Master Barry walked across to the cupboard against the far wall and opened a door.
Charlie wondered what sort of toys her two Doms intended to use on her. She tried to see what Master Barry pulled from the cupboard, but Master Turner stepped in front of her, blocking her line of sight. She sighed with excited frustration.
“You don’t have any control in this room, do you, little sub?”
“No, Master Turner.”
“Such a pretty little sub, I can’t wait to get my cock inside that sexy little ass.”
Charlie pressed her legs together, trying to surreptitiously appease the ache in her pussy and clit, but a sharp slap landed on her ass and she knew she had been busted.
“Who controls your pleasure, sub?” Master Barry asked as he came to stand behind her.
“You and Master Turner do, Sir.”
“Remember that and don’t try and make yourself come again.” Master Barry slapped her other ass cheek. “Do I make myself clear, Charlie?”
“Yes. Sir.”
“Good girl.”
The slight breeze at her back let her know Master Barry had moved. She wasn’t prepared for the flogger and let out a screech as the suede tails connected with her back.
“What is your safe word, sub?” asked Master Turner.
“Red, Master.”
“Continue.” Master Turner nodded to Master Barry.
The constant swish and thud of the suede tails hitting her skin were so good they sent tingling warmth spreading throughout her whole body. Master Turner ran his hands over her breasts and pinched her nipples to the point of pain before he let off again. She moaned and arched her chest and hips forward and then pushed her ass toward Master Barry as he wielded the flogger.
Charlie could feel herself being drawn closer and closer to the clouds. She felt like she was floating on a soft bed of need and desire, and she wanted her Masters inside her body. She craved their heat surrounding her as they made love to her and sent her to nirvana. Just as she was about to drift up on that cloud, Master Turner thrust two fingers into her pussy and began to finger-fuck her fast and hard.
“We’ll let you go into sub-space another time, baby, but we want you too bad to wait. Come now, little sub.”
Charlie screamed as her body obeyed Master Turner’s demand. Her pussy contracted and released as pleasure washed over her in her climax, cream leaking from her vagina and dripping down her thighs.
“Good girl, Charlie. You are such an obedient little sub.” Master Barry undid the cuffs around her wrists and threw them aside. He picked her up and handed her over to Master Turner.
“Wrap your legs around my waist, baby.”
She complied and looped her arms around his neck. He then turned her until her back was resting against the wall and surged into her with one strong thrust until he was balls-deep. He pumped his cock in and out of her pussy a few times, and then he carried her over to Master Barry with his dick still embedded deeply inside her.
“Take a deep breath, honey,” Master Barry demanded as he massaged cool lube-coated fingers over her puckered hole. Once he’d lubed her up and stretched her out, he removed his fingers from her anus. She heard the pop of a cap being opened and knew Master Barry was coating his cock with the personal gel. “I’m coming in, Charlie.”
Charlie looked up into Master Turner’s heated gaze and knew she probably looked as hungry and wild as he did. She cupped the back of his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers. As Master Barry gently but firmly worked his hard cock into her ass, she kissed Master Turner with all her pent-up passion. Their tongues slid and danced together as the fire inside her grew to massive proportions. She drew her mouth back from Master Turner’s and gasped for air.
“Please, please, please.”
“Please what, baby?”
“Fuck me. Please? I need you both.” Charlie didn’t care how desperate she sounded. She just needed them to love her, now.
“Yes, baby, yes.” Turner growled. He and Master Barry withdrew from her ass and pussy at the same time, and then they surged back in together.
Charlie gasped and moaned and tried to rock her hips, but they held her still. Master Barry was gripping her hips from behind and Master Turner was holding on to her waist. They pounded in and out of her body, surging fast and deep. One moment Charlie was groaning as pleasure washed over her and the next she was standing on the precipice. The storm was upon her, ravaging her from the inside out, but instead of being cold and alone she was warm and hot. Her internal muscles rippled and gathered, and she yelled against the intensity of the feelings and pleasure washing over her.
“Yeah, that’s it, little sub. Come for us. Come on Turner’s cock,” Master Barry panted as he surged deeply into her ass.
The storm took her up and over the edge. Her body shook and shuddered, and cream gushed from her cunt, covering Master Turner’s cock with her juices. Her two Doms continued to shuttle their cocks in and out of her body, again and again. Just when she thought the last of her climax was going to fade, Master Turner reached down and pinched her clit. Charlie screamed as another orgasm washed over her. She was only vaguely aware of her men’s yells as they pumped her back channel and her vagina full of their cum and then everything turned black.
When Charlie became aware once more, she was lying on the bed in Master Turner’s room, and he and Master Barry were caressing all over her body.
“Welcome back, baby.” Turner kissed her gently on the mouth and then snuggled up to her side.
“Hi, honey. How are you feeling?” Barry asked as he stroked her belly.
“I feel wonderful. Did I go to sleep?”
“You passed out, Charlie. The pleasure was so intense you lost consciousness.”
“Wow, I knew you two were good, but I didn’t know you were lethal.”
“Just remember that the next time you goad your Doms into making love to you.”
“Oh I don’t know. I think my plan is so much better.”
“Little minx.” Barry smiled and playfully tapped her on the nose.
“Charlene, you are such a wonderful woman and I love you very much. Would you do me the honor of marrying me tomorrow?” Turner asked in a nonchalant voice and brought out his hand from behind his back.
Charlie stared at the white gold ring with a large emerald nestled in the middle of two smaller diamonds uncomprehendingly for a moment. Then his words echoed in her head. “Would you do me the honor of marrying me tomorrow?”
Charlie bolted upright. “What did… Did you just…”
“Take a breath, darlin’,” Barry ordered in his Dom voice.
“Are you serious?”
“I have never been more serious in my life, Charlene.
We nearly lost you, Charlene, and I couldn’t bear not spending every minute of the rest of my life with you.”
“But I don’t want to cause a rift between you two. How can this work? I can only marry one of you.”
“Settle down, honey.” Barry sat up and pulled Charlie onto his lap. “Turner and I have already talked this over. He is more prominent in the BDSM community than I am, and we want to make sure you are well taken care of. You will marry him in a ceremony, but in my heart you will belong to me, too. I love you so much, sugar. Nearly losing you made us realize how fragile life truly is. We don’t know what the future will hold, but we both know that we want you in our lives permanently. So will you marry us?”
Charlie placed her hand on Barry’s cheek. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure, darlin’. As far as I’m concerned we are already married. As soon as you accepted us into your life and had that collar around your throat, you became ours. Nothing would please me more than to see our ring on your finger and for you to become our wife.”
Charlie squeezed her arms around Barry’s waist and kissed his throat. She looked into his blue eyes and then into Turner’s green gaze. “In that case, I would be honored to marry you both tomorrow.”
Barry plucked the ring from Turner’s hand and slid it onto her ring finger. She didn’t know if she imagined it but the white gold felt heated and caused a tingle to travel through her body.
Her men surrounded her with their warmth and the joyful love, and all the emotion inside her bubbled up to the surface. She laughed with happiness as tears streamed down her face.
She had never imagined that she would end up with two handsome, sexy, brawny men, but what woman wouldn’t jump at the chance?
Charlie couldn’t wait to begin the rest of her life sandwiched between two Doms.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
My name is Becca Van. I live in Australia with my wonderful hubby of many years, as well as my two children.
I read my first romance, which I found in the school library, at the age of thirteen and haven’t stopped reading them since. It is so wonderful to know that love is still alive and strong when there seems to be so much conflict in the world.
I dreamed of writing my own book one day but, unfortunately, didn’t follow my dream for many years. But once I started I knew writing was what I wanted to continue doing.
I love to escape from the world and curl up with a good romance, to see how the characters unfold and conflict is dealt with. I have read many books and love all facets of the romance genre, from historical to erotic romance. I am a sucker for a happy ending.
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