Tempting Their Racy Shrink [Racy Nights 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  “Good girl.”

  Julie bit back a smile. She could get used to this. Very, very used to it. It was raw, and erotic, and decadent. It was unlike anything she’d ever done, or had even considered doing. These men weren’t the cocky boys she’d known most of her life and had often fantasized about. They were strong, sexy men who had taken charge of her in this bedroom, and she loved it. She hadn’t imagined such a life could exist, at least not for someone like her. Things like this didn’t happen to women like Julie Carruthers.

  Sean brushed his hand over her ass cheeks, and then undid the stockings from their garters. He pulled them down one leg and Maddox did the other, their tongues tracing a path down the back of each leg. Julie let out a loud sigh and shivered. They each removed a boot and then fastened cuffs to her ankles. Maddox asked her to spread her legs apart and she did, and then he fastened the cuffs to a metal bar.

  She was completely at their mercy, her mouth, breasts, pussy and ass totally exposed to them. Julie began to whimper as the sheer force of her vulnerability crashed over her. It was overwhelming, and more arousing than anything she’d experienced so far. When they began to unlace the rest of her corset, she tossed her head back and forth. The corset came off and she was naked, spread open and ready for whatever they had planned.

  Chapter Fourteen

  They both walked around the room gathering things. Julie couldn’t see very far to her left or right, but she did catch them picking up the tickler from the bed, and she heard the rustle of leather strips that she guessed was a flogger. It wasn’t until Sean stood to her right and tapped her nipples with a leather paddle that she knew they had one of those, too.

  Maddox inserted the lubed butt plug into her anus, gave each ass cheek a kiss, and then struck them with the flogger. He alternated between using the flogger on her ass and the tickler on her lower back, the backs of her thighs, and her burning ass cheeks.

  Sean whispered in her ear. “You’re so fucking sexy, Julie.” He alternated between light slaps on her breasts with the paddle and whipping her pussy with a small leather strap. It stung her clit, and each time he did it, tiny jolts of electricity shot through her body. She could barely keep up with all the competing sensations.

  Everything stung and burned, but at the same time she was overcome with exquisite pleasure. The more they did, the more she wanted. Her pussy was so wet she was sure her juices were dripping onto the floor. The butt plug inside her enhanced the sensations. She moaned and sighed and screamed in pleasure, hoping they never stopped.

  “Julie, your ass is as red as a freshly boiled lobster,” said Maddox. “Do you like this? Does it sting?”

  “Yes—yes, Sir. I love it.”

  “We’re going to tease you like this until you beg us to stop,” said Sean. “And then we’re going to fuck you in your tight, hot pussy and your virgin ass. Would you like that Julie?”

  “Oh, God…yes. Yes, Detective.”

  Sean tugged on her hair, forcing a yelp from her. “Maybe we’ll fuck your pussy and your ass at the same time. What would you say to that, Julie?”

  “Oh…” The thought was too much for her to handle. An intense orgasm started, and because Sean’s smacks with the strap on her clit were intermittent, it just went on and on. Each strike produced more tiny contractions until she actually became dizzy.

  She just let go and allowed the sensations to wash over her. She couldn’t make sense of them. It was more of an incredible fantasy than she ever could have conjured up. The men changed places after a few minutes. Maddox stood on her right, alternating between punishing her clit with the leather strap and striking her breasts with the paddle. Sean stood at her left and flogged her ass, alternating that with the tickler on her lower back, ass cheeks and the backs of her thighs.

  Each strike sent jolts of pleasure to her aching clit. When they finally stopped, Julie was panting. They untied her, gently removed the butt plug, and gave her water to drink.

  Sean picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down on her side and cradled her in his arms. She clung to him as he kissed her, rough and deep.

  Maddox crawled behind her and handed something to Sean, who released her mouth and opened the condom package. He smoothed it over his huge dick, and Julie felt lube inside her ass. Hot fear coursed through her. Could she do this?

  As if he’d sensed her apprehension, Maddox put his arms around her from behind. “Don’t be afraid,” he whispered in her ear. “I promise I won’t hurt you.” He knelt behind her, and lifting one leg slightly, he teased the opening to her anus with his dick.

  In front of her, Sean gently licked and sucked her nipples. As Maddox pushed inside, Julie tensed. “It’s okay,” whispered Sean. “Look into my eyes. We aren’t going to hurt you.”

  She sighed at the tenderness in his eyes. He held her face with one hand and massaged her clit with the other while Maddox continued pushing inside her ass.

  “Good girl,” he crooned from behind her. “You’re doing great, Julie.”

  “You can do this,” said Sean. “I’m so proud of you.”

  She wanted to please them both, so she forced her muscles to relax, and was rewarded with the most amazing peaceful sensation as Maddox’s dick slid all the way in. He didn’t move for a few minutes, and then he began to thrust slowly. Julie moaned loudly. When Sean put two fingers into her pussy, she collapsed against him as another powerful orgasm began to build.

  “Jesus,” whispered Maddox. “You’re so fucking tight, Julie. This is incredible. Thank you.”

  She couldn’t answer him. She was lost in a sea of the most exquisite pleasurable sensations she’d ever known. Sean moved closer to her and took out his fingers. He watched her face carefully as he slid his dick into her pussy. Julie cried out as the climax overtook her. It was crazy, and unlike anything she’d ever felt before.

  They fucked her for long, luscious moments while tears trickled down her cheeks and her arms became sore from clinging to Sean. Maddox massaged her ass cheeks and stroked her back, whispering words of encouragement. She wanted to do this for them, and she never wanted them to stop.

  They changed places once, each man putting on a fresh condom first, and Julie wasn’t sure she could take much more. She was exhausted and dizzy from coming so forcefully. Maddox came first inside her pussy. He whispered her name over and over as he did. Sean came next and after he pulled out of her ass, he wrapped her in his arms and held her tightly.

  Maddox lay next to her and gazed into her eyes with so much tenderness she was shocked. She couldn’t recall ever seeing a look like that in his eyes before—not in all the years she’d known him. Julie drifted off to sleep in the arms of her men.

  * * * *

  Sean fumbled for his phone before he realized it wasn’t on the nightstand. Where the hell was it? Then he remembered his clothes and phone were across the room. He rolled out of bed and padded over to his jacket to pull out his phone.

  “Hey, are you at Maddox’s house?” It was Chad Bristol, the other Racy Detective.

  “Yeah. What’s going on?”

  “Oh, nothing we need to jump on. But I thought you’d want to know Kane Dodger just stopped in Luke’s Bar, asking about you.” Luke’s Bar was the establishment Luke Rodriguez owned, and half the town had worked there at one time or another. It was a favorite hangout of Chad’s.

  “No shit.” The hairs on Sean’s arm prickled. For seven years he’d lived in the shadow of Kane Dodger and Sarina Kole, the last sub he’d had. Kane was bad news. If he were here in Racy, that meant he’d finally tracked Sean down.

  “No shit. Want me to find him and arrest him?”

  Sean would have laughed if he weren’t so freaked out right now. He glanced at the bed. Maddox was sitting on the edge, watching him. Julie was still sleeping. Thank God. Maybe she’d never have to deal with this. “For what, Chad? Drinking in a bar?”

  “I could find something. Rough-looking dude. You weren’t kidding.”


  “How do you know it was him?” Sean had told Chad about Kane and Sarina years ago, just in case, but Chad had never seen either person.

  “Asshole gave his name, bold as hell.”

  “Great. Yeah, he’s bad news. Put someone on him. I want him watched.”

  “Already done, my friend.”

  “Thanks, man.” Sean disconnected the call and glanced at Maddox. “Fuck. Kane Dodger walked into Luke’s Bar, gave his name, and started asking questions about me.”

  “What do you want to do?”

  “Hell if I know. What can I do?” Sean pulled on his pants, debating whether to simply get dressed and leave. He didn’t want to. He wanted to stay here with Julie for the rest of his life.

  He hadn’t told Julie about his days working at the Morgan Park precinct or about Kane and Sarina for a very good reason. She’d worry like hell, and he didn’t want that burden on her shoulders. Sean ran his hands through his hair as the memories he’d tried so hard to forget crowded in.

  Maddox had also lived and worked in Chicago at that time, and he and Sean had hung out at the same clubs. That’s where he’d met Sarina, only when Sean first met her she’d been Kane’s sub and he hadn’t known that. She hadn’t bothered to tell him.

  By the time she got around to telling him, Sean was in too deep with her. He tried to approach Kane and talk to him, man-to-man, but Kane wasn’t a man. He was a fucking maniac who was so entrenched with the mob that Sean had to tell his chief what had happened. Even a cop in Chicago wasn’t safe from Kane’s connections.

  Corruption ran deep, and Sean was now a target. Kane had issued him an ultimatum. Go on the take or become another cop statistic. Even giving up Sarina hadn’t been enough for Kane. He had wanted Sean ruined and dirty.

  Sean had transferred to another precinct, but it seemed that every place he went either he ran into Kane or Sarina, or both. There wasn’t a club in Chicago where they didn’t turn up eventually. Sarina wanted to pick up where they’d left off, but Sean wanted no part of her. She screamed at him, pleaded with him and begged him, and no amount of his trying to reason with her changed that. She wasn’t afraid of Kane, but Sean was.

  He had no clue if they were trailing him, or if it had simply been coincidence, but when he had begun to get hang-ups on his personal cell and the apartments around his were broken into, he’d had enough. Kane had been toying with him. He was certain of that. He had no longer felt safe, even with his badge and gun.

  He’d moved back home to Racy about three years after Maddox had done so, and tried to put the past behind him, but not a day had gone by where he wasn’t left wondering whether Kane or Sarina would follow him home one day.

  Maddox rose and walked over to his closet, and then pulled out a robe and put it on. “Have you heard from either of them since leaving Chicago?”

  Sean shook his head. “Not a word.” He glanced at Julie’s sleeping form. “The day I ran into her in Tye Me Up buying that lingerie, we went to Nan’s Place.”

  Maddox walked over to the sofa and took a seat. “Yeah, you told me that.”

  Sean crossed the room and sat next to him. “We started talking about what we’ve each done since high school, and I told her I worked in Morgan Park for a while. She made a quip about that explaining why I’d missed the tenth reunion.”

  Maddox frowned. “Did you tell her about Kane and Sarina?”

  “Hell no. I didn’t say anything. I changed the subject.”

  “You going to tell her now?”

  “Sure, Maddox. As soon as you tell her about Marie. I don’t want Julie involved in this. She doesn’t deserve to be.”

  They both glanced toward her. “Okay. Point taken. So tell me how I can help.”

  “I don’t know yet. I guess I’ll have to see what Kane intends to do first.”

  “Surely he wouldn’t be so fucking stupid as to make trouble for you.”

  “Why else would he walk into a bar and ask about me?”

  Maddox shrugged. “He wouldn't. But if he knows where you are, he probably knows you’re still a cop. Even an asshat like Kane wouldn’t be stupid enough to fuck with a cop.”

  “You’d already moved back home by the time the real trouble with him and Sarina started. You don’t want to know what he’s capable of. The man has mob connections, for God’s sake.”

  “Does anyone besides Chad know about him?”

  Sean shook his head. “No, only Chad. I had to trust someone on the force, just in case he ever found me. But I’ll have to tell our chief now.” He glanced at Julie again. “And I can’t go out with her in public. He might see me with her.” An overwhelming sadness washed over him at that realization, followed by a horrible thought. “Fuck it all. What if he already has? What if he saw me with her at Nan’s Place or the movies? Goddamn it.”

  “Hang on, Sean. You’re jumping to a lot of conclusions.”

  “Shit. It fucking figures, doesn’t it? I’m happy for the first fucking time in forever, just when my past catches up with me.”

  Maddox stared at Julie’s sleeping form for long moments. “Yeah. I know exactly what you mean.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Sean frowned at Maddox. “Have you heard from Marie?”

  “What? No.” He hadn’t heard from Marie. That was the truth. But what Sean had said about his past catching up with him when he was finally happy had struck a chord with Maddox.

  He was happy for the first time in a very long time as well, but he couldn’t help thinking about Marie right now. Would it end the same way with Julie? He didn’t want it to. Julie was so different from what he’d imagined, and he wanted her. All of her.

  “You sure?” asked Sean.

  Sean narrowed his eyes and watched Maddox’s face until Maddox became uncomfortable. He hated it when Sean played cop with him, but since he’d just received some pretty shitty news, he decided to let it go this time. “I’m sure, Sean.”

  “Then, does Julie remind you of Marie?”

  “No, Sean. Not a bit. Julie is nothing like Marie.”

  “Then why should she be on your mind right now?”

  Maddox rose and walked toward the far end of the room. He slid open a panel and perused the shelf on which several bottles of booze had been placed, then reached underneath and took two ice cubes out of the mini fridge. “Want a drink?”

  “No. I want you to answer my question.”

  Maddox took his time fixing himself a drink. He normally didn’t touch alcohol during a play session, but right now he needed one. His hand trembled as he poured the Bacardi, and some splashed onto the wooden shelf. No way was he going to have this talk with Sean. Not now—not ever. He could barely admit his feelings for Julie to himself.

  He took a large sip, letting the fiery rum burn his throat and work its magic as it slid down his esophagus. Just before he turned around to take a seat on the sofa again, he filled the glass back up.

  Glancing toward the bed, he was grateful that Julie was still sleeping. Not that he didn’t have an urge to wake her up and start all over again, but right now he needed to think. Last Friday night had started out as a game. He wanted to see if he could get the elusive, cool Julie Carruthers to talk. Then, when she’d started sending mixed signals and her gaze kept darting to the bondage equipment scattered throughout the main room downstairs, he’d watched her reactions more carefully.

  It hadn’t taken long for him to realize how turned on she was, and that meant one of two things. Either Julie had been hiding a very secret life from the entire town, or she harbored hidden BDSM fantasies. Maddox had been determined to uncover the truth. But now, the tables had turned on him, rather unexpectedly. Julie had crawled under his skin in a way no woman since Marie had done, and Maddox had no fucking clue what to do about it. He’d even asked her out. He’d been ready to leave this house and take her out in public. That was something he hadn’t done in years.

  “Well?” Sean’s annoying voice broke through his reverie.<
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  Maddox took his seat again and sipped his drink. “Well what?”

  “Fuck you, Maddox. What did you mean by your statement?”

  “Nothing. Calm down, okay? You’ll wake her up. Look, I have contacts in Chicago, too. I’ll do some checking on Kane for you.”

  “No.” Sean’s voice shook with fear. It was so unusual to hear that emotion in anything Sean said that Maddox stopped halfway toward bringing his glass to his mouth and stared at him.

  “Don’t do that. If you start asking questions, it’ll get back to the Chicago cops who protect him.”

  “Okay. But give me something to do. I can’t just sit in this house and hide.”

  “Why not? You’ve been doing it for years.”

  “Fuck you, Sean.” Maddox drained his drink, wincing as it slid down his throat, and rose to make himself another one. May as well get drunk. If Julie was sleeping through this, she was exhausted and he should let her sleep all night.

  “Maddox, just leave this alone, okay? Kane is bad news. I’ll find a way to handle it.”

  “That’s just like you, you know? You’ve always done that.”

  “Done what?”

  “Tried to go it alone. Mister Tough Guy. I don’t need help from my friends.”

  “We’re friends?”

  Maddox turned around and leaned against the bar. “We used to be. And you did the same thing to me in school that you’re doing now. Remember when we were seniors and Rafe Rodriguez almost kicked your ass for trying to steal his girlfriend? What was her name? She was still in middle school.”

  Sean grinned. “Marisol Santiago.”

  “Yeah, that’s the one. You refused to let us talk to Rafe and consequently you nearly had the shit beaten out of you for it.”

  “I would have handled it.”

  “No, you wouldn’t. He bench pressed close to three hundred pounds. He would have kicked your ass and then handed you your balls.”

  Sean ran his hands quickly through his hair. “Okay, okay. So what’s your fucking point?”