by Shae Mathews
Copper had wriggled closer on her chair and leaned in, but now she stood. She came around the table and occupied the seat Emmett had vacated. She hesitated for a moment, then she reached out and covered Shawn’s hand with her own smaller one.
Squeezing it gently, she said, “There’s nothing wrong with that. Emmett seems to be the kind of guy who is happiest when he gets to boss others around. He’s very much an Alpha male.” She chuckled and blushed a little. “I can’t say I don’t find that very much appealing myself, but don’t ever tell him I said that. Look, Shawn. I don’t think his being dominant or your being needy, as you call it, is the problem. You said that he left you once before for someone—would you tell me what happened back then?”
Looking at Copper, Shawn took in her soft, beautiful face. There was so much honest sympathy in her features, so much genuine interest, and it would be nice to have someone to confide in, he thought. Someone who would listen to his story.
“Emmett and I first met at a BDSM club more than four years ago, back in England,” he started slowly. “We didn’t exactly hit it off at first sight, but we ended up playing together a few times and realised that we were a pretty good match. Beyond the obvious—he’s a Dom, I’m a submissive—we liked a lot of the same things, and we spent more and more time together. One thing led to another, and eventually we decided to make our relationship official. We sorted out the rules, stopped playing with others, and I moved in with him.”
“That sounds nice,” Copper said. “But it didn’t stay that way, did it?”
“No,” Shawn confirmed sadly. “No, it didn’t stay that way. Around the time we’d met, Emmett had been dating a woman, Amanda. I never understood what he saw in her, because it seemed that they weren’t compatible at all. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t a bad person as such. She just wasn’t the right one for Emmett, but he had a massive crush on her anyway. Then, when we established our relationship and stopped playing with others, he had to give her up. He said it was okay, because he didn’t think he was getting anywhere with her, and for a while it worked.”
Shawn broke off, fighting back the emotions that the memories evoked. He’d been so carelessly happy, so confident that happily-ever-after was within reach. He’d been so stupid. Copper tightened her grip on his hand.
He hadn’t even noticed that she’d moved closer still and was near enough to touch his thigh with her knee now. She brought up her other hand and, in an almost coy motion, rested it on his forearm, just above his wrist. The touch felt strangely intimate, despite the far more intimate activities of the night before, but it was also comforting. It was the touch of someone who cared, someone who didn’t mind listening to the ramblings of a hurt soul, and Copper invited him to tell the rest of his sad, little story. “But he couldn’t forget her, could he?”
Shawn shook his head and cleared his throat. It was stupid to get so upset, but he couldn’t help it. “No, he couldn’t. I know he tried to make it work with me and what happened wasn’t his fault, ultimately. I’m not sure how it would have continued between us, but I’m willing to assume that he would have honoured our relationship if she hadn’t turned up in his life again. The company she worked for moved to the same office building Sir worked in, so of course he bumped into her again one day. He didn’t tell me about it at first because he thought I’d only get upset if I knew about it, but then he kept seeing her. Nothing too fancy, just the occasional chat over a cup of coffee during lunch break, but it was enough for her to worm her way back into his heart.”
“Oh no!” Copper gasped. “What an unfortunate coincidence! And he left you for her?”
Shawn heaved a deep sigh. This was the worst part of his story. “Not as such,” he admitted. “But one day I wanted to surprise him and went to see him at work. It was just before his lunch break and I’d planned to take him out for a meal, but when I got there, Amanda was already waiting for him. She hadn’t seen me, and I had no desire to talk to her, so I hid behind a corner. Imagine my surprise when Sir turned up and greeted her like an old friend.”
“Oh, you poor darling,” Copper said. “That must have been awful! And what a bitch, didn’t she know he was taken?”
“Well, I guess she did, but Sir later said it had all been perfectly innocent between them. All they had ever done was chat and eat during their lunch breaks.”
Copper let out an indignant snort. “Perfectly innocent my arse! I bet she wanted to win him back!”
“Do you think so?” Shawn asked, bewildered.
“Too right I do!”
Copper getting so angry on his behalf was oddly flattering, Shawn realised. Sir had only ever defended Amanda, making Shawn feel like he was being overly sensitive and dramatic, so it was a relief to hear that Copper apparently thought the same about his rival that he did.
“Well, either way, I played into her hands,” Shawn continued, squirming at the memory of what had happened next. “I made a huge scene, right there in his office, accusing him of being a lying, cheating bastard. Everyone heard it, and I said some stuff that gave them a pretty good idea of the lifestyle we’re involved in, too. Sir had never told anyone at work, so he was understandably not happy with me for giving that secret away.”
Copper groaned in sympathy and stroked Shawn’s arm with her thumb in gentle, soothing circles. “How horrible. So it was basically just a case of poor timing and misunderstanding?”
“Well, I’d say it was a case of the butterfly setting off a hurricane,” Shawn replied. He sighed and ran the fingers of his free hand through his hair then used the arm to support his head. He was so tired all of a sudden, and talking to Copper, telling her all about one of the darkest moments of his life, made him see things from a distance. Master Emmett hadn’t betrayed their relationship. Not really. He’d merely spent a few minutes with someone who once upon a time had been important to him, but he had chosen Shawn over her back then, hadn’t he?
“We broke up after that,” Shawn said thoughtfully. “He then started dating Amanda and even got serious with her for a while. I stayed single and continued to play in clubs. Then, one day, Master Emmett was back at the club where I hung out most of the time. When he saw me there, he said he’d broken up with Amanda because he couldn’t forget me and he’d wanted us to try it again. We did, and when your firm asked him to go to Hawaii, he wanted me to go with him.” When he raised his gaze to look at Copper, he found her with a meaningful smile on her face.
Mortified, he let out a groan. “Oh no, I’m a bloody fool, aren’t I? I keep doubting him when all he does is try to make us work.”
Leaning in suddenly, Copper pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I don’t think you’re a fool. I think you’re madly in love with Emmett and you’re scared of losing him. Most people would have reacted the way you did. I probably would have, had I been in your place. But you’re right, Shawn, he has chosen you over her, and by bringing me into your relationship, he isn’t trying to replace you. He was very clear about making it work for all three of us when he suggested a ménage to me. He wants to add something to what you have built between the two of you, not take something away.”
“Yes, I’m beginning to understand that, but do you honestly believe that his plan can work? Would you really want to live with the two of us?”
“I must admit I was very sceptical,” Copper replied. “I still am, to a degree. I mean, what are the chances of finding not only one, but two people you love and who then love each other as well?”
“I don’t know,” Shawn confessed. “But I know that there are ménage relationships that work. We have friends that are happy in an established threesome, and there are two couples at our club who are together not only as couples but are involved with each other as well.”
“Oh. You mean…four? And they’re all bisexual?”
Shawn grinned. “Not quite. Amy and Dylan are married. He’s bisexual, but she’s straight. Geoff is also bi. His partner, Martin, is gay, but he doesn’t mind watching some
boy-on-girl action, and from what I hear, he’s happy to play with Dylan while his boyfriend is busy with Amy.”
“And that works?” Copper asked with wide eyes.
“It has been working for them for almost four years now.”
“Hmm. So I guess it is possible, then,” Copper said thoughtfully.
“It seems so. Their examples are what we built our decision to give ménage a try on.”
“Actually, that is what I don’t understand. If you’re happy in your relationship, why do you want a third?”
Shawn smiled, and even though he didn’t know where he found the confidence to do it, he leaned closer to her and playfully tilted his head. “Isn’t that obvious?” he said, voice dropped low. All that talking about the other couples and their arrangements had filled his head with visuals that made his libido soar. Looking at Copper now, taking in her luscious curves and silky skin while breathing in her alluring scent made him dizzy. Answering his own question, he said, “I may have never been in a long-term relationship with a woman, but how could I not want to grab everything that a gorgeous creature like yourself has to offer?”
Chapter 8
When Emmett returned later that day, he was surprised to find the door unlocked. He’d slammed it shut behind him on his way out. He remembered that much clearly. There had been no need to lock it, and he hadn’t cared about such trivialities anyway, knowing that Shawn, conscientious as he was, would take care of that.
Slowly walking down the hall, he noticed strange noises coming from the bedroom. Well, the noises were not strange as such, but in fact they were rather distinct.
He opened the bedroom door quietly and smiled to himself at the view in front of him. Copper and Shawn, naked and completely absorbed in the act of lovemaking. Shawn was stretched out on his back, looking up at Copper from underneath half-closed eyelashes. She rode him at a slow pace, and it seemed they had been at it for a while. Both of them were sweaty, and Copper’s magnificent mane of red hair cascaded down her back. The intense colour was set off beautifully by her alabaster skin, and the tangled strands ended just above the small of her back, as if trying to draw their secret observer’s attention to the tempting swell of her arse.
Emmett’s cock filled and twitched. Arousal zinged through him, and he knew that, this time, there would be no stopping him. He’d allowed himself to get distracted by Shawn’s needs that last time, but this time he’d do what he’d been longing to do ever since he’d set eyes on the stunning redhead.
Knowing that he was the first to fill that hole made him dizzy with excitement. She’d remember him for that, and he was going to make sure the memories were good ones.
“Well, hello there,” he said, his voice dropping to a purr. Copper jerked in surprise, apparently giving Shawn’s dick inside her a good squeeze as she did so because Shawn gasped and gave her a startled look.
Emmett chuckled. “Seems the two of you are getting on well. Am I right in assuming that the idea of a ménage isn’t off the table yet?”
Turning his head, Shawn smiled at him. He was rocking in the rhythm of Copper’s movements above him, and the overall effect was extremely erotic. Emmett wanted to kiss Copper for treating him to this uninhibited, alluring display, and he was going to do just that.
“We had a…uh, a little heart to—oh yeah—heart.” Shawn gasped in between speaking, and his voice had been reduced to a rough, throaty growl by arousal.
“It went well, from the looks of it,” Emmett teased and started to unbutton his fly.
“Very well,” Copper confirmed, tilting her hips in a way that made Shawn buck and groan. Emmett’s cock twitched in envy. He could imagine only too well what the other man must be feeling, buried deep inside that hot, dripping wet cunt, while the angle Copper provided must have been making the friction perfect for him.
“Hmm, I’m delighted to hear that,” Emmett said as he climbed onto the bed, reaching out to stroke back Copper’s hair. “Although this really isn’t going according to my orders, I hope you know that. Especially you, my dear Shawn, should be aware that such extraordinarily disobedient behaviour will earn you severe punishment.”
He was thrilled to see that Shawn’s breath hitched and a faint frown crept into his features, so the connection Emmett had established with his sub was obviously still working. “However, since the result of your insubordination is such a pleasant one, I shall go easy on you and postpone your punishment until after we’re done here.”
“Thank you, Sir,” Shawn replied, not missing a beat.
“Good boy. I’m glad that you agree. Now to you, Copper. I’m sorry if this may not be the most romantic thing to do, but I believe we ought to set the rules before we start to play. I presume that the fact that you’re shagging Shawn means that you too are willing to give our relationship a try, but you know that there will be more than that. I’m a Dom, inside and outside of the bedroom, and being with me entails submission—inside and outside of the bedroom. I might allow for a little slack inside the bedroom as it makes for some interesting games, but outside, I’ll be expecting your obedience. I told you that I don’t want full control over your life, but there will be some rules that I expect you to stick to even for the times in between your stays here. When you’re in Hawaii, you will live with us. I will take care of you and respect your limits. I won’t make you do things that are beyond what you can do, but I will stretch your boundaries. I will be your Master, and you will submit to me. Do you accept that?”
Smiling up at him, Copper lowered her gaze. “I do—Sir.”
* * * *
Copper couldn’t remember ever having been this excited and scared at the same time before, or rather during, sex. The last twenty-four hours, and especially this morning, was full of surprises. Who would’ve thought that what had started as an inconvenient, unpleasant business trip would turn out to change her life and that she would meet not only one, but two men who were ready to rock her world?
Shawn was already rocking her world quite a bit. His long, fat cock was buried inside her, filling her so completely and deeply it was almost too much to handle. The position allowed her to control how far she took him in, and also at which angle he entered her. Shawn was clearly happy to let her have the lead. He was fortunately also very much in control of his own body, which meant that he showed little sign of impatience while Copper enjoyed his physical advantages.
But even though Copper felt like Shawn’s glorious erection had already taken up every available inch inside her, she knew she was going to have to accommodate more, far more. She could see it in Emmett’s eyes, in that hungry gaze of his, and while she had been glad he’d got sidetracked that first time, she was now curious to find out what it would be like to be penetrated by both her lovers’ cocks. Knowing that one of them would go where not even her own fingers had been before still made her squirm, but Shawn had assured her in that quiet, serene way of his that Emmett could be a very considerate lover when gentleness was required and that it didn’t hurt a bit but in fact felt rather sensational.
And it seemed that Shawn hadn’t promised too much. Emmett’s big hands were on her back, stroking over her flanks and all the way down to her butt where he rested his palms on her cheeks, passively following her motions as she rode Shawn. There was no hurry in his touch, just his solid presence, but little by little, he zeroed in on his goal.
Still cupping her cheeks with his palms, Emmett traced her crack with his thumbs. At least that was what she assumed he was doing. The sensation was a bit confusing, but she was distracted by the movements of Shawn’s cock inside her. It all seemed so close, all those magical impressions focussing on one rather small part of her body. Was that still Shawn’s sac nudging her down there, right next to her front hole, or was it Emmett’s finger? She couldn’t tell, and Shawn raising his hands and starting to fondle her breasts was even more distracting. It was nice though, the way he caressed them with gentle fingers, more stroking than squeezing, and those occ
asional careful tugs and twists at her nipples sent little shockwaves of pleasure to her groin. For a man who claimed to have had most of his sexual encounters with other guys, Shawn knew very well how to handle girly bits.
Copper tensed. Despite all those confusing sensations, she could define this new touch very clearly. There was a fingertip pressing onto her back hole, and not just pressing onto it. She gasped and squealed when Emmett’s finger breached her. It felt amazing, not quite nice but not altogether bad either. The finger seemed to go deeper, rubbing her inside now and pressing to the front, against the wall of her pussy, where Shawn’s cock was filling her. She moaned helplessly. If a single finger made her feel so full, what would Emmett’s shaft do to her? It wasn’t a small one either.
The pressure subsided, but before she had time to wonder what that meant, cool wetness met her skin. Jerking away from the unexpected cold, she nearly dislocated Shawn’s cock.
Hissing, Shawn shifted the grip of his hands to her hips and shoved her back into place, thrusting into her again as he did so. It was a rough motion, and he pushed in deeper than he had before. Copper squealed again. The feeling was sensational, and this brief moment of male dominance was unexpected but very arousing. She remembered how Emmett had ordered her around the night before, and realising that this was how it was going to be between them made her ache for more.
Her pussy clenched around Shawn’s cock. She wanted to feel him, every glorious inch of him, and the thought of Emmett getting inside her, too, wasn’t all that scary anymore. Emmett would know what he was doing. Already she trusted him, and she trusted Shawn. If both of them said she could handle this, then she was confident that she could.
As if sensing that she was ready, Emmett shifted to kneel behind her. He poured more of what she assumed to be lube into her cleft and spread it there with his fingers, pushing into her over and over again with cool, slick fingertips. It felt good, no longer uncomfortable but quite the opposite. It was beginning to arouse her to the point where her insides quivered and her muscles seemed to have turned into jelly. Jelly consisting of highly aroused nerve endings, to be precise.