Just a Taste [Merricks, Montana 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by McKinlay Thomson

  “Green, Sir,” she said. She wanted this so badly, the anticipation was killing her. She had fantasized about Wolf and Hawk tying her to a St. Andrew’s cross and Wolf using his whip on her. She would get so hot and bothered by the image her mind conjured that she either had to take care of herself or have a cold shower.

  They weren’t at that level yet, but this came close and she hoped one day that Wolf wouldn’t see her as a delicate flower that would run scared at the first sign of his darker side. She was slowly breaking down his walls and he was letting her in, but they still had a long road to travel.

  “Let’s begin,” he said.

  Emily sucked in a sharp breath at the first sting of his hand on her bottom. He didn’t give a moment’s pause and rained down the slaps one after the other. It wasn’t long before she was pushing her bottom out in need. Her nipples had tightened and her already wet sex throbbed in time with his heavy swats.

  She moaned as she felt her bottom heat. Wolf stopped and rubbed his big hand over her tender flesh. His callouses were rough against her skin and only made her more aware of the sensitive nerve endings in her rear.

  “Is my kitten enjoying this?” he asked. Emily nodded her head and moaned when he slipped his fingers past her bottom and through her wet labia. “I want to hear the words.”

  “Yes, Sir,” she said breathlessly.

  “What color are you?” he asked, picking up a black and silver flogger and sliding the tendrils across her shoulder and down her spine. The soft teasing of the suede sent shivers along her spine and Emily wiggled in her bonds.

  “Green, Sir,” she said. Emily wanted to feel the sting of the flogger and let it take her to a place she had only read and heard about. Sub-space was an elusive prospect and her friends had said there was nothing like it. She could only wonder if Wolf’s expert hand would get her their today.

  “She is still too in her head,” Hawk said. “Her eyes are focused and her breathing is normal.”

  “Watch her,” Wolf said and Emily looked over the cross into her lover’s deep blue eyes. He was spotting for Wolf again and it made Emily feel even more safe and cared for.

  Emily heard the slight swoosh seconds before the tendrils landed against the full cheeks of her ass. The flogger caressed her skin and left a slight stinging sensation. It was painful, but didn’t hurt and was much more intense than when Wolf and Hawk used their hands.

  Emily felt her shoulders relax as Wolf settled into a gentle rhythm. He started with soft flicks and the heat melted into her butt and moved through her body. They got heavier as he went and the stinging turned more intense, then he went back to lighter flicks and back to heavy again.

  Emily felt her eyes glaze over and soon all she could concentrate on was the feel of the flogger as it lashed against her butt and the smooth sound of the suede tendrils as they flicked through the air.

  She left behind the trouble of the past week and the doubts she had about her future. Nothing mattered but here and now, and Emily felt a power take over her body. Her mind cleared and her body sung, her eyes unfocused and she flew.

  “Emily, sweetheart,” Hawk said. “Are you okay?” Emily heard Hawk’s voice, but it sounded distant and unclear. She slowly started to focus on the deep timbre of his voice and lifted her head.

  “Is it finished?” she asked.

  “Yes, kitten,” Wolf said. He slowly removed her cuffs and she slumped into Hawk’s arms. She felt sleepy and aroused and simply amazing. She snuggled into Hawk’s arms and Wolf wrapped her in a fluffy blanket.

  “Let’s move upstairs to the apartment,” Hawk said. “We need to take care of our girl and I don’t want others to watch.”

  “My thoughts exactly,” Wolf said. Emily had no idea what they were talking about, but she didn’t think she wanted anyone to watch either. She still was a private person despite being naked in a roomful of strangers for the last half an hour.

  Emily felt Hawk carry her from the room and up the stairs that led to their apartment. The door closed with a thud behind them and it wasn’t long until she felt her back land on the soft sheets of the bed.

  “Roll onto your stomach, babe,” Hawk told her. “I need to put a salve on your butt and then we will take care of you.”

  “Isn’t that what you are doing?” she asked and rolled onto her tummy. “Taking care of me?”

  Emily heard Wolf and Hawk’s deep chuckle.

  “Yes, sweetheart,” Hawk said. “But we were talking about care of a different kind.”

  “Oh,” she replied and then it dawned on her. “OH. Well then, don’t let me stop you.”

  Emily felt the bed dip and then Wolf’s deep voice in her ear.

  “I’m so proud of you, kitten,” he said. “You made me very happy tonight.”

  “Take off your clothes and I’ll make you even happier,” she told him.

  “Brat,” he said, but she felt him move back. She peered through her lashes as his big, sexy body was revealed to her and Emily wondered if she would ever get used to the sight. He was magnificent in all his naked glory and it made Emily’s mouth water and her pussy flutter.

  She squeaked as something cool and unexpected landed on her heated bottom. Then Hawk’s hand was rubbing in the cream into her heated cheeks. Emily moaned as his big hands went from rubbing her ass to massaging her lower back and thighs. He moved up to her shoulders and back down her spine and her body tingled.

  “Lift up your hips, babe,” Hawk said. “I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy while Wolf takes your mouth.”

  Emily loved when Hawk and Wolf talked dirty and quickly got on her hands and knees. Hawk hurriedly discarded his clothes and moved behind her. She felt the cool air hit her slit as it was exposed to Hawk, but she was far past being embarrassed when they looked at her girly bits. It really turned them on to inspect all her pink parts and that only turned her on, knowing how much they wanted her.

  “You look so beautiful with your red ass on display,” Hawk told her. “I should take a photo on my phone so I can look at it whenever I want to.”

  “I don’t know about that,” Emily replied. “People might see.”

  “Don’t want me showing off my gorgeous sub’s ass, hey? Maybe another time then.”

  Emily let out the breath she had been holding and heard Hawk chuckle. She wanted to come up with a witty comeback to his teasing but couldn’t think of anything when he ran a finger through her wet labia and circled her throbbing clit.

  Wolf knelt in front of her and she took in the mouthwatering sight of his naked torso and long hard cock. He was perfection in her eyes and Emily wished one day he would lie on the bed and just let her explore every inch of his hard, sculpted body.

  “Please, Sir,” Emily begged. “Don’t make me wait.”

  “Open,” Wolf demanded. Emily opened her mouth and Wolf slipped his mushroom head past her lips. She swiped her tongue across the slit and felt his cock jump. Swirling her tongue around the head, Emily tasted his salty essence. She took him to the back of her throat and swallowed around him and heard his deep groan.

  “You have an amazing mouth, kitten,” he told her.

  Hawk removed his hand from her delicate folds and lined up his hard length with her wet channel. He slowly entered her and it felt like torture of the sweetest kind to her.

  “Oh god,” she said. “Please, faster.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you,” Hawk said through gritted teeth. “You are so fucking tight.”

  “You won’t,” she replied. “Please.”

  Emily gasped as Hawk rammed the rest of the way inside her. He felt so big inside her and wiggled her hips as she adjusted to his size.

  “Are you okay, babe?” Hawk asked. Emily nodded around Wolf’s cock and shifted her hips back and forth trying to get him to move inside her. Hawk held her hips tight against her body. She wasn’t going anywhere until he let her.

  Hollowing out her mouth, Emily moved Wolf’s stalk in and out, working his cock with he
r mouth. She wanted to pleasure him, as much as they pleasured her and in her mind this was submission.

  It was a delicate balance between give and take, and by giving them pleasure, they would pleasure her in return. It didn’t always have to be about whips and chains. Not that she didn’t like getting tied up and spanked, because she did, but Emily felt her most connected to her Doms when she was giving them pleasure.

  “Fuck, that’s good,” Wolf said.

  Hawk started to saw in and out of her tight channel and Emily moaned around Wolf’s cock. He picked up speed and his heavy balls slapped against her clit, bringing her closer and closer to release.

  Her men filled her up and Emily closed her eyes and concentrated on the job at hand. She wanted to drive Wolf crazy with her mouth, the way Hawk was driving her crazy with his cock. She wanted them to want her as much as she wanted them and fill their hearts with love the way they did hers.

  Emily heard the slapping of their bodies and the grunts of her men in the quiet of the room and the sounds drove her higher. She was so close to falling over into ecstasy. One touch of her clit and she knew it would be all over.

  “Fuck, kitten,” Wolf said. “Take it all. I’m coming.”

  Emily swallowed around his length as Wolf shot into her mouth. His flavor exploded on her tongue and warmth filled her mouth.

  “Come for me,” Hawk said and ran the pad of his finger back and forth over her pearly bud. Emily let Wolf’s length slide from her mouth as her orgasm washed over her body and she squealed loudly.

  Hawk slammed into her once, twice, and roared his release. Emily felt his warm seed fill her channel as her pussy clenched around him. Her arms gave way and she slumped to the bed, moaning as Hawk slipped from her body.

  “Just when I think it can’t get any better,” Emily mumbled as she panted for breath. She felt a soft cloth between her legs but was too exhausted to open her eyes and see which one of her men was cleaning her up.

  She felt them join her in bed, their big bodies entwined with hers, warming her and keeping her safe. She snuggled into their embrace and let sleep take over.

  Chapter Twelve

  It had been two days since her brothers had barged into Wolf’s house and demanded that she leave, and she hadn’t seen hide nor hair of them since. Her mother had rung her and told her not to worry about them and their father’s had put them in their place.

  She thought they might have tried to apologies, but she had been wrong. Apparently they wanted to pout about the fact that they no longer had any control over her. She had always listened to them growing up, but now she didn’t need to. She was her own woman and they didn’t like that.

  It was nice to talk to her mom and know that she had her parents’ support. She was so completely and totally in love with Wolf and Hawk and it would have killed her if her parents didn’t like it.

  Emily padded around the kitchen at the bakery and slowly cleaned up before the store opened for the day. She had left the bakery closed yesterday and spent the day naked in Wolf and Hawk’s apartment. She thought she might be walking with a limp today from all the sex she had been having and smiled at the thought.

  It had been an amazing day and her men had seemed insatiable. There wasn’t a space left in that whole apartment that they hadn’t either bent her over something or perched her on and taken her. Sometimes she had been bound and plugged and others she had been gagged and blindfolded. Either way, the men would take her by surprise and leave her sated and hoarse from screaming out her orgasms.

  Emily threw the cloth she used to clean the benches in the laundry bucket and made her way to the front of the shop to open up. Hawk followed her out and sat down in the corner to spend the day.

  He hadn’t been impressed when her alarm had gone off at four in the morning and he had to drag his grump ass from bed and follow her to the bakery. She had told him he could stay at home, but he wanted to keep her safe. He had sat in the corner of the kitchen and drank his weight in coffee and talked very little.

  Emily had bustled around cooking and singing along with the radio and trying not to feel bad about Hawk’s grumpy morning attitude. She had work to do whether he liked it or not, so she let him sit and went about her business.

  “Morning,” Caroline said when Emily opened the front door. She moved to roll up the blinds and turned back to her friend.

  “Why didn’t you come through the back door like you usually do?” Emily asked. Caroline never came through the front door and she thought it odd.

  “The back door is locked,” Caroline replied and Emily looked toward Hawk.

  “I locked it,” he said. “You need to be more concerned with your safety. Anyone could walk through your back door.”

  “How am I supposed to get deliveries?” she asked. The delivery truck pulled up to the back door, too.

  “They can knock and I will let them in,” Hawk said and took another sip of his coffee.

  “Fine,” Emily answered. She wasn’t going to argue. She might get her bottom spanked. Wolf and Hawk’s number one rule was that when it came to her safety, they were in total control. She didn’t mind that it made her feel loved and cared for.

  Emily moved behind the counter to wait for her first customer. She didn’t need to turn on the coffee machine. She had already done that for Hawk early this morning.

  The morning moved slowly and Hawk had nearly fallen asleep in his chair on numerous occasions. She was going to fall asleep soon, too, if things didn’t pick up. Her men had kept her up well into the night and she couldn’t remember how many times she had been woken up again. Could one die from too much sex? If one could, she would die happy.

  Emily looked up as the doorbell jangled and groaned at the sight of her three brothers. Hawk stood up and Emily waved him back and was surprised when he sat back down.

  “What can I get you?” Emily asked politely and waited. She would be totally professional and courteous.

  “Emily,” Austin said. “We are sorry about what we said. You are our baby sister and we were just trying to protect you.”

  “Can you forgive us?” Tyler asked. “We are deeply sorry.”

  “You are only here because the dads made you,” Emily said. “I don’t need or want your fake apologies.”

  “That’s not true,” Ryan said. “We apologize. Our apologies.”

  “I spoke with Mom,” Emily said. “I know that they spoke to you.”

  “Yes,” Austin said. “But they told us something that opened our eyes and we are truly sorry.”

  Emily smiled. She had to forgive them. Hey, they were family after all, but that didn’t mean she had to let them off the hook too easy. They had called her a trollop after all.

  “Fine,” Emily said. “You can make it up to me.”

  “Sure,” Tyler said. “Name it.”

  “See all these pastries going to waste,” Emily said. “Well, it’s a slow day and I need to turn a profit.”

  “You are going to give us diabetes. You know that,” Austin said.

  “Nope, but you might get a tummy ache,” Emily replied, smiling. “There are a lot of pastries.”

  “I’ll take some over to the Jackson ranch,” Ryan said. “That sweet little stable hand has a sweet tooth.”

  Emily rolled her eyes and put together a box for her brothers. They would never change, but that was fine. She could accept them for who they were, faults and all. She just hoped the stable hand didn’t get her heart broken. Her brothers were charming when they wanted to be, but had shown no signs of settling down.

  She waved good-bye to her brothers and walked over to Hawk. He pulled her down on his lap and she snuggled against him.

  “I’m glad it all worked out with your brothers,” Hawk told her. “I would hate to have to break their heads.”

  “I don’t doubt you would do it,” Emily said. “But they came around.”

  “When can we go to lunch?” Emily heard Hawk’s tummy growl and wondered how long he had
sat there hungry. She worked in a bakery and could have fed him ages ago.

  “Why didn’t you say something?” Emily asked. “What can I get you?”

  “I was hoping to take you for ribs at Stephie’s,” Hawk said. “I have been craving ribs for days.”

  “Something wrong with my food?” she asked, but she was only being playful. Hawk ate at her bakery all the time.

  “No, babe,” he replied. “I just have a hankering for meat.”

  “It’s slow,” she said. “Caroline should be okay on her own for a while, and then she might want to head home early. I’ll grab my bag. Get rid of the apron.”

  Emily stood and made her way behind the counter. Untying her apron, she quickly ran the plan past Caroline and grabbed her purse. She wouldn’t need it, Hawk would insist on paying, but she felt naked without her bag, so she took it anyway.

  Hawk was on the phone when she came back out and wore a troubled look on his handsome face.

  “Okay,” he said. “I’ll be right there.”

  Emily approached and looked up into his gorgeous cerulean blue eyes. She knew before he spoke that they weren’t going to lunch and something was very wrong.

  “Babe,” he said. “There has been a fire at the club.”

  “What?” she asked, panicking. “Is Wolf hurt? Was anyone there?”

  Emily felt her throat constrict with panic and tears fill her eyes. There beautiful club on fire. It was horrible. She needed to go to Wolf and give him comfort. She wrapped her arms around Hawk and hugged him tight. He needed comfort, too.

  “Wolf is fine, love,” he answered. “I need you to stay here, so I can go and help.”

  “I want to come,” Emily said. “Wolf might need me.”

  “I don’t doubt that he does,” Hawk told her. “But we can’t do what needs to be done and keep you safe at the same time.”

  “Oh,” Emily replied. She understood but she still wanted to go.

  “Promise me you won’t leave the bakery,” he said. “You should be safe. It’s the middle of the day and the street is busy. Please, Emily, promise me.”