Tickle His Fancy: Trident Security Book 6 (Trident Security Series)

by Samantha A. Cole

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  Excited and bit nervous about what Brody had planned for her birthday scene at the club, Fancy knelt beside the bed in the private play room in the proper position. Her head was down, eyes on the floor in front of her, with her hands on her thighs, palms up. Brody was walking around the room, opening and closing drawers and cabinets, and moving things around for whatever he was planning. All Fancy knew about the scene was it involved things on her soft limit list—things she wanted to try, yet had never done them before.

  When she thought the suspense would kill her, Brody stopped in front of her. He was barefoot, and she inwardly cringed at the site of his missing toe. Not because she found it repulsive—the doctor’s had done a great job with the skin grafts—but because it was a reminder of how close she’d come to losing him.

  “Look at me, sweetness.”

  She lifted her chin until her gaze met his. The only thing he still had on was his snug, faded jeans. The heat and love she saw in his eyes started the familiar stirring in her womb. She loved this man with all her heart—her Dom, her fiancé, her soul mate.

  Stroking her cheek with his fingertips, he smiled at her. “Ready for your last birthday present?”

  “Yes, Master.” Boy, was she ever, knowing whatever it was, she was sure to be having multiple orgasms tonight. He’d gotten the all-clear from his doctors that he could resume any and all activities the other day. They were confident there were no long-term effects on his heart from the trauma it had gone through.

  His fingers went to the diamond and ruby earring in her left lobe. “They look beautiful on you.” He’d presented her with the stunning drop earrings at dinner earlier, and the pair matched her collar and engagement ring. At the moment, the jewelry was all she was wearing. “For your birthday scene, I’ve invited Master Marco and Harper to join us. If that isn’t what you want, say your safeword. I won’t be disappointed, and we’ll do a backup scene I planned, just in case.”

  Fancy’s eyes widened a little. That hadn’t been what she’d expected, but damn, did it turn her on. They’d discussed the possibility of doing a scene like this a few weeks ago. During Brody’s hospitalization and recovery at home, she’d gotten to know his best friends and their spouses better. The women of Trident Security had quickly become the sisters she’d never had. She and Harper and become best friends, speaking to each other almost every day by phone or in person. The other sub had told her one night over a few glasses of wine that she’d enjoyed several ménages over the years with a male Dom or female sub being the third. Fancy had been a little surprised when she’d learned Brody had been that third a few times, but she hadn’t felt much jealousy. Envy had been the better description. What would it be like to have Brody and his best friend tag teaming her? Well, she was about to find out, with Harper thrown into the mix. Talk about an awesome birthday present!

  “Do you want to say your safeword, Fancy-girl?”

  “No, Sir, I do not want to say my safeword.”

  His smile broadened. “Then let the games begin.” He pulled a black blindfold from his back pocket and held his hand out to help her up. “Stand.”

  When she followed his command, he stepped behind her and tied the blindfold around her head, putting her into darkness. Taking her hand again, he instructed her to climb onto the room’s king-sized bed, lay flat on her back with her arms and legs pointing at the four corners. The clean sheets were cool against her skin, and she shivered in anticipation. He made quick work of placing restraints on her ankles and wrists then attaching them to the posts, so she was at his mercy.

  There was a solid knock at the door, and Brody raised his voice. “Come in.”

  When the door opened, the dull thumping of club music increased in volume but was quickly muted again. No one said a word that she could hear. Movements were the only sounds to reach her for a few moments, and she nearly jumped out of her skin when Marco spoke a few inches from her ear. “You’re beautiful, little one. Thank you for letting my sub and I join you for your birthday. I know your Master has already asked, but I need to hear it for myself. Do you want Harper and me to join you and your Master in this bed, pleasing you and each other? Do you want Harper’s mouth, tongue, and hands on your body while we watch?”

  Oh, hell, yes! She swallowed hard. “Yes, Master Marco. I agree to all of that.”

  “Are you willing to let me fuck your pussy, ass, and mouth, depending on which I choose, or are any or all of those a hard limit for you?”

  Brody had been prepping her ass for a few weeks and the other night had been the first time he’d fucked her there. The orgasms he’d given her during it had been incredible. “J-just my pussy is a hard limit, Sir. That is for my Master alone.”

  “Lucky man.” She heard the smile and a touch of laughter in his voice and was relieved he wasn’t insulted. “What is your safeword, Fancy?”

  “Red, Sir.”

  “And if we need to slow things down, what is your word?”

  It didn’t matter that he knew these and technically didn’t need to ask, but it was his way of reminding her that she held all the power even though she was restrained. “Yellow, Sir.”

  “Good.” She heard him stand. “Harper, are you willing to participate in everything I just covered with Fancy?”

  “Yes, Master.” Her soft, breathy voice came from near the foot of the bed. “I’m willing to be part of this foursome for Fancy’s birthday.”

  “What are your safewords, Butterfly?”

  “Red or cauliflower, Sir, and yellow to slow down.”

  If Fancy wasn’t so turned on and dying for someone, anyone, to start touching her, she would have laughed at the woman’s second choice for a safeword.

  “Very good. Master Brody, the floor is yours.”

  Fancy heard what sounded like the two leather, winged-back chairs in the room being moved to the foot of the bed. Someone approached her and again she almost flew out of her skin, this time when a set of lips brushed against her own in a gentle kiss. Brody’s voice was like sweet molasses. “I love you, sweetness. I hope you enjoy yourself because I know I will.” He moved away. “Harper, you may start pleasing my submissive while your Master and I watch.”

  Even though she was blindfolded, Fancy squeezed her eyes shut as she waited for the other woman to touch her, not knowing where that might be. But she would give anything if it was between her legs because she was dying to cum already.

  The bed tilted to Fancy’s left, and when a set of lips brushed against hers, she knew they belonged to Harper. The woman’s kiss was softer than Brody’s—testing, teasing, tempting. Her cherry flavored lip gloss was delicious.

  “Damn, that’s a beautiful sight,” Marco said. Fancy guessed he was now sitting in one of the chairs, watching.

  His best friend was quick to reply. “That it is, brother.”

  The other submissive’s tongue gently probed the seam of Fancy’s lips, and she opened her mouth. Their tongues danced in tandem as Harper’s hand touched Fancy’s hip and slid slowly up her torso. Fancy’s pussy clenched with arousal as the hand closed around her breast and massaged it. There was something so different about a woman’s touch than a man’s, each erotic in their own way, and Fancy found her breathing accelerating with need.

  Harper left her mouth and placed light kisses along her jawline, neck, and chest.

  “Suck her tits, Harper,” Brody instructed in a lust-filled rumbling voice. “And dip your fingers into her pussy and let us see how wet my Fancy-girl is.”

  Spread eagle, there was no way they could miss how wet she was, she could feel it, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t willing to oblige them. A mouth replaced the hand on her breast, and Harper sucked and licked the taut peak, causing Fancy to cry out in ecstasy. Fingers trailed down her torso and brushed against her clit on the way to her bare folds. Her hips bucked involuntarily, but with the restraints, she didn’t get far.

 
One, then two fingers entered her, and she bit her lip as she tried not to cum. Holy crap! They’d only just started, and she was already on the edge of a cliff, ready to fly. Heaven help her when Brody and Marco joined in.

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  Holy shit! Brody was hard as a fucking rock, and they were only minutes into the scene. He and Marco observed Harper learn every inch of her friend’s body. The whimpers Fancy was making in pleasure were shooting straight across the room to his cock. Part of him wanted to watch more of the show while the throbbing part of him wanted to join in the fun.

  As Harper licked and sucked on Fancy’s tits, she slowly fucked her with her fingers. But Brody wanted the birthday girl to experience much more this evening. Since Harper was already naked, he said, “On your knees, Harper, and straddle Fancy’s head for some sixty-nine—tongues and mouths only. First one to cum gets a session on the spanking bench with a paddle.”

  Grinning, Harper did as instructed while the men moved their chairs to either side of the bed for a better view. Brody pointed at the post across the headboard. “Polo, let Fancy have her arms only.”

  They both undid the clasps holding her wrists in place. “The blindfold stays in place, for now, sweetness,” Brody told her.

  “Yes, Sir,” was her response from between Harper’s legs. Fancy brought her arms down and wrapped them around the thighs on either side of her head.

  “Sit up a moment, Harper. I want to watch Fancy lick you for the first time.”

  The sub sat up straight and waited. Fancy hesitated, and Brody realized it was because of the blindfold. He stood and leaned over the bed, putting his first two fingers on Fancy’s lips. She flinched at the touch but then comprehended it was him. “Lick my fingers, sweetness.” When she did, he spread the digits a little wider, so her tongue went between them. “Keep licking.”

  He lifted his hand toward Harper’s waiting flesh until Fancy’s tongue made contact. It took her a moment to analyze the other woman’s taste, and when she stuck her tongue out again, he pulled his hand away. She eased into the new experience slowly but hadn’t said her safeword, so it was time to up the ante. Brody gestured for Harper to return the pleasure she was receiving. The sub bent at the waist, and without hesitation, set about licking and kissing Fancy’s clit and pussy.

  Talk about a fucking turn-on. He’d witnessed many girl-on-girl scenes in the past, but it was completely different when you were in love with one of them. Before sitting back down, Brody undid his button-fly to give himself some room. On the other side of the bed, Marco wasn’t faring much better as he released the leather cord tied at his crotch, then took a long gulp of cool water from the bottle on a small bedside table.

  Gasps, murmurs, moans, and the occasional “oh, yes!” filled the room as the women pleasured each other. Although Harper was giving Fancy’s pussy a workout, he could tell she was holding back a little. He realized that she was waiting for her own orgasm to start peaking before sending the other sub over the edge. A smirk spreading across his best friend’s face told him Marco had come to the same conclusion. Harper was a bit of a pain slut and more than willing to take the punishment for her friend by cumming first.

  Brody noticed when Fancy visibly relaxed and began to enjoy giving as much as she was receiving. Whatever she just did caused Harper to gasp and move her hips, so she was grinding her pussy on Fancy’s mouth and tongue. It always amazed him how it seemed women could get each other off faster than a man. Maybe because they knew exactly how they wanted to be touched and eaten, and then automatically did what would cause their own bodies to respond. Whatever the reason, it was fucking erotic as hell to watch.

  Both women’s breathing and moaning increased, and as Harper’s body trembled with her orgasm, she tongued Fancy’s clit rapidly, taking the other sub into the abyss with her. Their muffled cries of release filled the room, and Fancy tried to clench her thighs closed but was unable to do so with her ankles still attached to the bed posts. Brody would release them in a moment, but for now, he liked how she couldn’t pull away from Harper’s mouth.

  As the last of her orgasm faded away, Harper rolled to her side, panting heavily. She wiped her mouth with her hand. “Per-permission to speak freely, Master?”

  “Granted,” Marco replied with a grin.

  “Holy fuck, Fancy! I can’t believe that was your first time doing that. Damn, girl! Once you relaxed, it was incredible.”

  Fancy giggled. “You weren’t too bad yourself. And my ass thanks you for cumming first.”

  Laughing, Brody stood and undid Fancy’s ankle restraints and blindfold as Marco held out his hand to his submissive. “Speaking of which, Butterfly, take your position on the bench so I can redden your ass. Then we can rejoin the fun.”

  As the other couple headed across the room, Brody reached down and massaged Fancy’s ankles, working his way up her legs. Sated, she gazed at him and he winked back. “Liked that, didn’t you?” When she smiled with a nod, he continued. “Well, the evening isn’t over yet. . .” A crack of a wooden paddle hitting flesh interrupted him. “As soon as Harper’s ass is thoroughly and properly reddened, Marco is going to take your ass as you ride my cock. Are you still green?”

  “Yes, Master Brody. I’m very green.”

  “Good.” After he’d loosened up the muscles in her legs, he did the same to her arms and shoulders. On the other side of the room, Marco finished the last of Harper’s paddling, and from the sounds emanating from the submissive, she was close to cumming again.

  Brody stepped over to the room’s cabinets and grabbed a few condoms and a tube of lubricant. It didn’t matter if you were in an exclusive relationship with your significant other or not, condoms were mandatory in the club if you were fucking her ass or pussy. Anyone caught not using one was immediately suspended for two months, and risked being banned from the club if another offense occurred.

  After putting the items on the bed within reach, he dropped his jeans to the floor and stepped out of them. Fancy’s gaze went straight to his groin. His cock was hard and heavy with desire, and he stroked it a few times before opening one of the condoms and rolling it on. “Move over, sweetness.”

  He took the spot in the middle of the bed she just vacated then helped her straddle his lap. Positioning his cock to enter her, he saw stars as she lowered herself until she could go no further. Marco brought Harper back over and instructed her to sit in one of the chairs with her legs up on arms. “Spread them nice and wide for me, Butterfly, and play with that pretty pussy while I prep Fancy’s ass. And don’t even think about cumming again until you’re told.”

  “Yes, Sir,” Harper replied. Her eyelids were heavy from the subspace the spanking had sent her into. However, she wasn’t too deep and quickly followed his commands. Taking her seat, she set her legs on the chair’s arms. Her eyes fluttered shut as her one hand went to her clit and rubbed the little pearl, while she finger fucked herself with the other one.

  Marco flipped open the tube of lubricant, and Brody knew the moment the slick liquid hit Fancy’s ass because she froze for a moment. He brought his hands to her breasts and massaged them while trying to keep his hips still. It was even more challenging when Fancy’s pelvis began to gyrate in response to what his hands were doing. She moaned, but he suspected it was from Marco’s fingers lubing her asshole, stretching it to take him. Brody’s control was hanging on by a thread. “Need you to hurry things along, my friend.”

  Marco smirked at him over Fancy’s shoulder. “Just about ready. Bend down a little, Fancy.”

  She lowered herself until Brody’s hands still playing with her breasts prevented her from going any further. He heard the crinkle of a foil wrapper, and then the foot of the bed tilted as Marco climbed on and took his position. Brody reached around and separated Fancy’s ass cheeks. “Breathe and relax, sweetness. You’re going to feel full. Harper, when we’re all set, I want you to sit on my face so we can get you in on the action. And turn so you’re looking at Fancy.”
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  “Yes, Sir.”

  He felt Marco start to ease his way into Fancy’s ass. Her eyes closed and she bit her bottom lip as she tried not to tense at the invasion.

  “Take a deep breath, sweetness, and let it out slowly.” Fancy did as instructed, and her moaning almost did him in. When Marco advanced a little more, her pussy walls clenched around Brody’s cock. “Shit, brother, tell me you’re almost there.”

  “I think that’s as much as she’s going to take. We’re good to go.”

  “Thank fuck! Climb on up, Harper. I’m not sure how long I’m going to last.” While Brody could usually hold out for a while, Fancy was so freaking tight with both men inside her, and he was counting down from one hundred in his head to keep from exploding. He snaked his hand between himself and Fancy, grabbing the root of his cock and squeezing to ward off his impending orgasm.

  Harper straddled his head and waited for the next command. Brody pulled out of Fancy’s core and thrust back in as Marco fucked her ass in tandem. “Harper, come on down.”

  She spread her knees wider until his mouth was on her. Her familiar flavor spiced his taste buds as he ate her bare pussy. The only thing he was regretting about the position was he couldn’t watch Fancy when he heard Marco say, “Play with each other’s tits and kiss. You both can cum whenever you need to.”