Dominic: A Triple Threat Novel

by Josephine Jade

  The older man immediately realized his mistake. He held out his hand in front of him in supplication. “Rinaldi, I run a crew, just like you do. If someone isn’t performing, I use whatever incentive that person understands to motivate them. Cassandra here understands pain. I didn’t know she was pregnant when I was giving her the incentive she needed.”

  Dominic tucked Cassandra closer to his side. “So why don’t you tell me exactly what happened seven years ago.”

  The skin across her cheekbones was drawn and pale. “Dominic…”

  He put a finger over her lips. “It’s time for me to know. Especially given what I found in the loose brick of my fireplace today.” He turned to Gordon. “Continue. The truth.”

  “She chose you as a mark all on her own. Any of us would’ve told her she couldn’t handle you. I tried to get her out at the very beginning, but she wouldn’t go.”

  Dominic turned to Cassandra. “True so far?”

  She nodded. Dominic turned back to Gordon, gesturing for him to continue.

  “She checked in with me at first, but after about three months that stopped. Then we started seeing pictures of you guys out at places. Obviously she was getting very close to you, like she was supposed to. Finally she called for a meeting after she’d been with you about eight months. But instead of having some sort of payment, she told me you two had gotten married. That she wanted out of my family. Wanted to become a little housewife.”

  Dominic looked at Cassandra again. “Still true?” She was staring at the ground, but nodded.

  Darrell decided to chime in. “She’d already cost us eight month’s worth of time. And then she had nothing to show for it. And just expected us to be okay with that?”

  Dominic spared a glance at Darrell. “I understand you were threatening to hurt my sister-in-law yesterday. Your time right now is probably better spent figuring out how you’re going to convince me you’re not a threat to my family and let the adults talk.”

  Darrell flushed and looked away.

  “I offered her a choice.” Gordon continued. “I’d seen that rock she’d been wearing in some of the newspaper pictures. I told her if she wanted out, that’s all it would cost her… a couple of rings. So before you get too mad at me, you should know that your relationship wasn’t even worth that to her. The price of a couple of rings. Wanted to keep them for herself.”

  Gordon Clemons didn’t know it, but he had just signed his own death warrant.

  Dominic’s voice was soft but it didn’t lessen the cold fury rising in him. “So she showed back up without the rings, and told you to get lost. Leaving you with nothing. Offering nothing. Not even willing to treat me as a mark anymore. Is that right?”

  “Yeah.” Gordon nodded rapidly, obviously excited that Dominic seem to understand. Dominic continued. “And as both her stepfather and her boss, that was unacceptable. So you decided to beat some sense into her. And it, what, got carried away?”

  Gordon shot a look at Darrell.

  “Oh,” Dominic said. “So you were both there. You both decided to beat a defenseless woman, half your weight, until she was in a coma. And you killed my unborn child as part of that.”

  Dominic took his arm from around Cassandra’s waist and moved it in front of her. He backed her behind him so that his body was between her and her family.

  Family. Not anymore. Never again. She had a family now, but it wasn’t these two assholes standing in front of him.

  Gordon didn’t look the least bit repentant. “Look Rinaldi, we didn’t know. She didn’t tell us. It was just business. You can see yourself how useless she is–”

  All it took was one nod from Dominic to his men standing behind Gordon and Darrell. No fanfare. No drama.

  Shots fired into the back of their skulls and the two men fell to the ground.

  “My wife is not useless,” Dominic said to their dead bodies. “She is the most amazing woman I’ve ever known.”

  Without another word he wrapped his arm around her, keeping the scene blocked from her vision, and led her out of the warehouse.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Dominic had come for her.

  He still had an arm around her even though he was driving the SUV. His eyes were on the road, although he kept glancing at her to make sure she was okay.

  “I’m not going to apologize for killing them. They were a threat to you. A threat to my entire family. They were never going to let you go.” He pulled her over to him and kissed her tenderly on the temple. “And for what they did to you.”

  Cassandra couldn’t bring herself to be sad. Dominic just had the strength to do what she should’ve done long ago. Or she should’ve at least gotten herself away from them.

  “I don’t want you to go to jail.”

  “Oh sweetheart, believe me, there is no way I’m going to jail. Titus and the guys will make sure of that. Those bodies will never be found.”

  They sat in silence for a long time while he drove. His hand not on the steering wheel was constantly touching her. On her leg. On her shoulder. Stroking her hair. She knew she should pull away, but couldn’t quite force herself to do it.

  When the buildings around her started to become familiar she tensed.

  “Where are you taking me?”

  “Back to our house.”

  She shook her head. “Dominic. I don’t think that’s a good idea. You and I… there’s just too much everything between us. Ugliness. Bitterness. Pain.”

  “Too much of everything includes the other too, Cass. Passion. Desire. Love.”

  He pulled through the gate and parked at the house. He walked around and opened her door for her and held out a hand to help her slide out. As soon as she did she found herself crushed against his chest.

  “I can’t lose you, Cass. Not again. It nearly killed me seven years ago and that’s when I’d convinced myself you were a conniving bitch. Losing you now, knowing how brave, how strong, how wonderful you are, I won’t survive it.”

  “Dom…”

  “Yes, I am your Dom. Someone who can meet your needs. Forgive me for what I said before. I was angry. Scared. I should’ve given you a chance to explain.”

  She pulled back so she could look him in the eyes. “I don’t know that I would’ve told the truth anyway. I’m not good at being honest.”

  He kissed her on the forehead. “Well, I’m not good at being understanding. We’ll both work on it together.”

  It wasn’t enough. She shook her head. “The things I’ve done. Your mother’s ring. Losing the baby because I thought I could handle Gordon. I was so stupidly sure of myself, and other people paid the price. And now I can’t have children. I’ve seen the way you look at Sarah and Roman. You want kids.”

  His look was so sad it broke her heart. He trailed his fingers down her cheek. “If I could go back in time… well, if I could go back in time I would kill Gordon Clemens a lot earlier. But if I could go back in time seven years ago to tell you one thing, do you know what it would be?”

  “What?”

  “To give him the rings. To save yourself with them, even if you couldn’t come back to me. I would tell you that no piece of jewelry, whether it had been in my family an hour or a lifetime, was worth your pain. Worth the price that you paid…”

  “But your mother…”

  “Had a lifetime with the man she loved. The rings were a symbol of that, but she would’ve wanted you to give them up too, to save yourself. You’re more precious than any ring.”

  He got down on one knee, right there in his driveway, and pulled the rings back out. “Please wear them. Please do me the honor of being my wife.”

  A tear she couldn’t stop fell from her eyes. “What about the fact that I can’t have children?”

  “Then I don’t have to put up soundproof walls when they’re born so I can continue to have my wicked way with you. We’ll babysit my brothers’ kids. Adopt. We’ll work it out as long as we’re together. I don’t care about the variables as l
ong as the constant is us.”

  His handsome face was so entreating, so concerned. She had to smile. “You look like you’re not sure if I’ll say yes or not.”

  He closed his eyes. “What I said to you this morning was unforgivable. I’ll spend the rest of my life erasing that from your mind. You are part of this family, Cass. My family. You’re my everything. Marry me.”

  “I’m already married to you.”

  “Then say you’ll be mine forever.” He slipped the rings over finger. “I’ll just keep you here if you say no. And keep asking you until I finally wear you down.”

  “Then I guess I better say yes, then.”

  A huge smile lit his face as he stood and swept her up in a kiss. “Guess you better.”

  They attended Sarah and Roman’s wedding a week later. Cassandra had felt her heart crack with awe and elation when Dominic had told her they’d rescheduled.

  Because of her.

  Because they wanted Cassandra, an important part of their family, to be there.

  When the bride and groom had said their vows to one another — words about protecting, loving, honoring, and respecting — Cass had peeked up at her husband sitting next to her with his arm around her shoulders and found him smiling at her. These were their vows too.

  Of course, when Sarah mentioned something about being Roman’s fuck toy for the rest of her life Cassandra had nearly choked. Maybe not all the vows were also theirs.

  As they danced later that night, Dominic pulled her closer. “When we get home, you’ve got something unfinished business with me.”

  She raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah, what’s that?”

  “That night after the first gala I told you I was going to plug every hole. Two synthetic, one with my cock. But we never got around to it.”

  She could already feel wetness gathering between her thighs. “Do I still get to choose what goes where?”

  “Nope. Tonight your Dom gets to choose.”

  “Only if you take me home right now.”

  Dominic had them over to Roman and Sarah to make their goodbyes in under a minute. Ten minutes later they were in the car headed home.

  “Pull your dress up to your waist and touch yourself,” Dominic said as soon as they were on the Interstate. “Bring yourself to the edge, but don’t you dare come or we’ll start this whole adventure with me paddling your ass.”

  She smiled at him, shaking her head. “You really are going to have to think of a better threat than that. Spanking sounds more like a reward. Not going to keep me from coming.” Her breath hissed out as her fingers circled her clit.

  He chuckled. “Fine, I’ll paddle your ass while you’re naked over my desk with the entire security team watching, then turn you over and fuck you.”

  She eased her fingers back. “Meanie.”

  He reached over and touched her pussy himself. “So fucking wet. Keep playing with yourself but don’t come.”

  She did, but made sure she kept herself far from orgasming. She didn’t think he would go through with his threat, but wasn’t one hundred percent sure.

  “I know you have to put your cock in my mouth. So I guess That means I get a plug and vibrator or dildo in the other two.”

  He just turned to her and gave her an angelic smile that scared the hell out of her in the best way possible. She had to stop touching herself she was so close to coming, just from that wicked grin.

  When they arrived home he carried her from the car to their bedroom without even breaking a sweat, kissing her the entire time. She could barely form a coherent thought by the time he’d laid her on the bed.

  He stripped her dress over her head and removed her bra and thong. She just lay where he placed her as he walked away and came back a few minutes later, fully naked, items in hand.

  “I got this a couple days before the gala.” He held up a dark, leather gag, then flipped it in the other direction so she could see it fully. One side – the side that would go into her mouth – had a three inch silicone penis sticking out of it. The gag had a strap that would keep the fake cock shoved into her mouth. Her eyes widened.

  “I know, not as long as my dick, but it will certainly fill that sassy little mouth while my cock is busy other places.”

  He brought the gag up to her mouth and she opened. He stroked her hair.

  “Good girl.” She felt the buckle attach behind her head, bringing the cock fully into her mouth. All she could do was suck it. He grinned.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful with that in your mouth. Now, let’s get that ass full also. My cock is going in that pussy. On your knees.”

  She did as he asked, sighing in pleasure when he gave a few sharp slaps to her ass. He pressed her shoulders down with one hand so her hips were up in the air. She felt the cold of the lube hit her asshole.

  “I’m going to watch this little sphincter while I fill it with the plug. I love to watch it widen, knowing it burns you. Knowing you love the sting.”

  She felt the plug push against her and she moaned against the gag. Dominic teased her with it, working it in just slightly, just enough to burn her tender passage before bringing it all the way back out.

  “God, I love that little hole,” he murmured almost reverently, before working the plug in and out of her mercilessly over and over.

  She was sobbing against the cock gag, wanting to beg him to touch her pussy, her clit, but was unable to say anything. Ass up with her knees spread like he had them, she was grinding her hips against nothing but air as he finally stopped teasing her and pushed the plug all the way in, and her ass sucked it in with a slurp. She hissed at the feel of the base against her flesh.

  “Now you’re going to fit me into that pussy.”

  Dominic laid down on the bed, and put his hands under his head on the pillow, the very picture of casual sexiness. “Ride me.”

  Cassandra’s body shuddered, the plug shifting more fully inside her, as she moved up Dominic’s body, and put her knees on either side of his hips. She took his cock in her hand, lining him up with the opening of her sex.

  He smiled. “I love knowing your mouth and ass are already full of cock, and I’m not even inside you yet. I want you sitting straight up when you take me.”

  Cassandra didn’t know what that meant until she began to work herself onto him. Sitting straight up meant the plug in her ass was pushing against the lining of her vagina to its fullest. She was sobbing against the gag before she even fully worked the head of Dominic’s cock inside her pussy.

  He didn’t even help her, the bastard. Just sat there, grinning at her so sexily, with those strong arms resting behind his head. She stopped, not sure she could do it. Already so full she wasn’t sure she could fit him inside her.

  “Work my cock all the way into your pussy right now Cassandra or we’ll try this again tomorrow on my desk in front of my whole security team. They like a show.”

  Cassandra’s eyes grew wide and she redoubled her efforts to work him in to her. Even as wet as she was it was hard. She was keening behind the cock gag by the time she worked him all the way to the hilt. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head at the fullest feeling she’d ever known.

  “Fuck, Fuuuuck. I’ve never felt anything so tight as you right now. Cass, you’re fucking amazing.”

  Cassandra was just trying to breathe through the pleasure. She never known such depth of penetration her entire life. Hadn’t even known it was possible.

  Now his hands shifted to her hips and began moving her up and down, first slowly then much faster. Her sobs became screams behind the gag as the pleasure crashed over her in waves.

  Then she felt him put his hand on her chest, shifting her weight backwards.

  “Put your hands behind you on my thighs.”

  Her back arched as her hands landed on his thighs and Cassandra lost all semblance of control as that put the plug straight up her ass and his cock hitting her g-spot every time he thrust. All she could do was try to hold on to her sense of self
as he showed no mercy, thrusting into her over and over again. Her body thrashed and buckled, and she was blinded with a pleasure that seemed to absorb her from her own body. She vaguely heard him shouting her name as he came, but all she could do was feel. Float in the pleasure drowning her.

  Vaguely she became aware of Dominic pulling her to his chest, slipping off the gag, brushing her hair out of her face. The look in his eyes said everything.

  She was home.

  Epilogue

  Two Years Later

  “Next time I say I need some pain to help me straighten out my mind, you remind me of this.”

  Dominic wanted to chuckle, but he didn’t dare. Nobody laughed at a woman in the throes of childbirth and lived to tell about it.

  He bent down to wipe his beloved wife’s hair out of her eyes, and kissed her on the forehead. “Deal.”

  Not that she’d been needing pain to help center herself lately. His love, knowing she was the very cornerstone of everything in his universe, had done much more for centering her than pain ever had. Now spanking tended to be for purely recreational and very hot reasons.

  He smiled at her. “You can do this, Cass. You’re the strongest and most amazing woman I’ve ever known and I love you.” He’d been telling her that every day for two years and would be telling her that every day for the next fifty.

  Another contraction seized her. “Don’t you smile at me, you bastard. It’s your fault I’m in this situation.”

  Now he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Actually, I would like to blame the doctor who said you were incapable of conceiving. If we’d known there was a possibility we could’ve used protection.”

  Her eyes clouded as she breathed through the rest of the contraction. “Would you have? Wanted to wait? Not have kids?”

  He kissed her. “I want this miracle baby and any others we have. I know the chances of you conceiving again aren’t high, so if this is our only one, that’s okay.”

  She nodded.