Marked (Tattoos and Leather)

by Jaymie Holland

  Before she had a chance to say anything, Kane opened up a box with pavé teardrop earrings, each with a one-carat diamond at the bottom of the teardrop.

  “No.” She shook her head. “I can’t accept or wear something so insanely expensive. Not that I could accept gifts from two men I barely know.”

  “Tracie.” Lucas smoothed her hair over her shoulder. “You need something to go with your beauty and the dress. If you won’t accept them as a gift, then consider them a loan for tonight.”

  She bit her lower lip a moment before she straightened and gave a single nod. “Okay. But just a loan.”

  Lucas’s dark eyes looked at her as if he’d just won a battle. He set the box aside and slipped the necklace around her neck. Kane put the earrings on through the holes in her ears. She didn’t even want to know what the value must be of the jewelry she was now wearing.

  When they finished, Kane handed her a small silver clutch that she hadn’t noticed before. “The ID and keycard you had in your beach bag are now in the purse. If you’d like, there is also lipstick inside,” he said. “You’re gorgeous without it, but we thought you might like it.”

  “That is so thoughtful of you.” She smiled and opened the clasp on the clutch and drew out a tube of deep red lipstick. She walked to a mirror and reddened her lips. She liked the touch of color and felt a little less naked without the makeup she normally wore. She was lucky to have long, dark lashes in spite of the fact that she was a blonde, courtesy of her mother’s genes, and her skin was smooth and free of blemishes, for which she was entirely grateful. She turned to face them. “I’m ready.”

  Both men offered their arms and she took them. Kane moved his fingers to her cheek. “You are breathtaking.”

  Her cheeks heated with a blush and she smiled up at each of them before they headed toward the door.

  They took her through the beautiful resort hotel and escorted her outside to a waiting limo. A chauffeur held the door open as Lucas took her hand and helped her into the limo. She slid in the center and Lucas seated himself beside her. Kane walked around to the left side and climbed in.

  The vehicle whisked them off and she felt secure between the two men, not to mention more sexually aware than she’d ever thought possible. She suddenly had a clear fantasy of what it would be like to be taken in a limo.

  As the limo traveled, Kane rested his hand on her upper thigh, heating her through her dress. She looked at him and he gave her a sexy smile. “You smell like heaven.”

  “I’m not even wearing perfume.” She smiled back at him.

  He squeezed her thigh. “You have your own scent, and it’s sweeter than any perfume could possibly be.”

  She swallowed at the intense look in his eyes, the desire behind his words. Yes, she could imagine them fucking her in this limo in the wildest most primal way.

  Lucas took her hand, drawing her attention to him. “You are a special woman, Tracie.” His expression was dark and filled with meaning as he caressed her palm with his index finger and she tingled from her belly to the insides of her thighs. She’d never known that her palm could be an erogenous zone.

  They arrived at a five-star restaurant in Waikiki. She could never have afforded to go someplace like this, and she felt both nervous and excited at the same time as she was assisted out of the limo.

  When they walked through the entrance, the sweeping white marble staircase that led up to the restaurant above made her feel like a princess going to a ball. Lucas took her by her arm while Kane put his fingers on the small of her back, as if he needed to touch her. She enjoyed the feeling of being escorted by the two incredibly handsome men.

  The moment they stepped up to the door to the restaurant, Tracie barely kept from dropping her jaw and gaping wide-eyed around her at the beauty of the restaurant. Floor to ceiling windows around three sides of the establishment had glorious views that took her breath away.

  A hostess greeted them and immediately showed the trio to the table the men had reserved. Lucas pushed in her chair and the two men sat once she was seated. Little metallic red hearts were sprinkled across the tabletop, adding a touch of the holiday.

  Their table had a view not only of the ocean, beaches, and palm trees, but a clear view of Diamond Head as well. It was still light enough to see but soon the sun would set, giving an entirely different feel to the night.

  Even though Kane and Lucas were perfect gentlemen as they sat to either side of her, Tracie felt the heat of their gazes on her skin. No amount of the fresh air could cool that warmth or dim the fire in her abdomen and between her thighs. While she looked at the men, she nearly squirmed in her seat as images appeared in a continuous loop in her mind. Thoughts of Kane’s head between her thighs while Lucas held her and pinched her nipples kept her on the edge throughout dinner.

  The menu was nearly overwhelming with all of the items, so she was more than happy when the men told her they’d already chosen a multiple course meal that allowed for small elegant dishes. A first course of sashimi and hearts of palm salad followed oysters and king crab as an appetizer. The second course was strawberry chutney with Hawaiian sweet bread and the third was seared diver scallops.

  Then there was Gazpacho, butter poached lobster, filet mignon, and a different wine pairing with every course. Everything had unbelievable sauces and creams, and other amazing touches that made them world class. The wine pairings caused her to feel tipsy and warm, and even more relaxed. She’d always been a lightweight when it came to alcohol.

  So focused on the men she was with, she hadn’t been aware of anyone else in the restaurant until Kane said, “Every man in here is envious of Lucas and me. You are so stunning you turn heads without even trying.”

  “Kane has it right.” Lucas drew her attention to him, one of his intense stares meeting her gaze. “No woman here can begin to compare with you.”

  Tracie found herself looking down and away. But Lucas touched her chin and brought her attention back to him. “Neither Kane nor I say anything lightly. Do you understand?”

  The Dom in him was clear as he spoke and she knew it was the truth as far as they were concerned.

  “Thank you,” she whispered.

  He stroked her cheek with his knuckles but let his hand drift away as the next course was served.

  Tracie was relieved the server had interrupted the moment. She wasn’t used to having two men complimenting her with promise in their eyes that not only spoke of the truth—that they believed every word they said—but also passion. It was about more than two men wanting to have sex with her. They were two men who truly wanted to get to know her.

  The meal progressed at a leisurely pace while Tracie learned more about Kane and Lucas and they drew more information from her about her life and her past. Lucas was far more closed off than Kane, who spoke freely about almost anything.

  However, the one thing Lucas and Kane avoided was talking about was past relationships. She could see the pain in their eyes when she asked, and she knew something must have happened that had been beyond painful for the two of them. It also told her that she wasn’t the first woman they had shared, or had, in her case, wanted to share.

  They talked a lot, but there were quiet moments, too, and they were not uncomfortable. Feelings passed between them in light touches and glances.

  Even though she’d taken an erotic shower with the men that had led to an incredible orgasm, she didn’t consider the relationship between the three of them to have developed into a real threesome. Maybe she wasn’t being totally honest with herself, but unless both men were inside her, it didn’t seem like a true three-way.

  Thinking about having both men inside her was making her so hot that she could barely stand it. A part of her said this whole thing was crazy and she should run and run fast. The other side said yes, do run—but make it fast to their hotel room.

  When the final course arrived, Tracie turned her attention fully to the dessert placed in front of them. It was a heart-shaped
cake-like dessert for Valentine’s Day. A large heart made of raspberry sauce was drizzled on the plate, with chocolate sauce drizzled over that.

  She slid her fork into the chocolate confection and brought it to her lips. Her eyes widened as she slipped the fork into her mouth. The dessert was utterly orgasmic and she felt as if she could easily climax for a second time in one evening. She’d never tasted anything like it. The men shared the dessert with her and every bite felt somehow erotic, as if they were stroking her as she ate.

  After the table had been cleared and the bill had been paid, Lucas and Kane got to their feet. Lucas pulled out Tracie’s chair as she stood, and Kane took her hand and guided her back through the restaurant toward the entrance. His hand felt warm and firm and she remembered how his hands had felt on her body as he’d washed her from back to front.

  Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she could see lights sparkling up and down the coastline. Lucas touched her back at the base of her spine and the contact sent more sensations through her in addition to what she was feeling as Kane gripped her hand. She was ultra aware of the men and all she could think about now was what would happen next, when they took her back to their hotel room.

  Once again they escorted her to the waiting limo and assisted her as she climbed into the luxurious vehicle. This time when she got in, she was feeling slightly tipsy from all the wine. It seemed impossible that she could want these men even more than she had before, but she did. She wanted them more than anything.

  The moment the limo drew away from the curb, Lucas grasped her hair in his hand and yanked her head back none too gently as he pulled her onto his lap. The sudden dominant movement took her breath away.

  “I’ve been wanting to do this all damned night.” He claimed her mouth in a hard, passionate kiss. He kissed her thoroughly, leaving no part of her mouth unexplored. She felt dizzy from his kiss, somehow tipsier than before, as if she’d had twice the amount of wine than she’d actually consumed.

  “I love your body.” Kane palmed her breasts through her silky dress. He pushed the material aside, pulling her breast out of the confines of the bra. “You’re so sweet, so soft.” He slipped her nipple into his warm mouth before gently biting the taut bud. At the same time, he pinched her other nipple hard.

  She moaned into Lucas’s mouth from the twin pain in her nipples from Kane’s attention. She squirmed on Lucas’s lap. His cock was rigid, and she wiggled more, partly because she was so hot, and partly because she wanted him to feel the same pain of need that she was experiencing.

  Lucas groaned and moved his lips down the column of her throat. He kept a tight grip on her hair and she loved the pain as he pulled it. The men seemed to know exactly what she loved, much like her dream lover.

  Kane was still sucking and pinching her nipples and she slid her hands into his thick hair, holding him to her breast. He eased one palm up her thigh, pushing her dress to her hips. He trailed his fingers to the center of her panties and brushed his knuckles along the cloth. “You’re wet,” he said around her nipple. “So fucking wet.”

  Lucas raised his head and looked into her eyes. His gaze was so dark, so fierce. “Who are you wet for?” His voice was even harder, more dominant than ever.

  “You and Kane.” She swallowed at the intensity in his eyes.

  “Who are your Masters?” Lucas said.

  “You and Master Kane.” It just slipped out as if it was perfectly natural that she should be calling them Master. She hadn’t called anyone Master but Glenn, and she found it thrilled her to call Lucas and Kane her Masters.

  “That’s right.” He moved his hand down her belly and then both he and Kane had their fingers on her panties. “Now tell me, who do you belong to?”

  Even though she’d wanted to be dominated, to be mastered again for so long, she hadn’t expected her relationship with Kane and Lucas to travel so quickly to this point. Serving them. Letting them dominate and control her. Both of them.

  It was beyond her wildest dreams.

  “I belong to you,” her voice sounded breathless. “And I belong to Master Kane.”

  “Then I have a question for you.” He stroked the center of her panties. “Do you want to come back with us to our suite and be ours to play with?” He paused. “Or do you want us to take you back to your hotel? The choice is yours.”

  Chapter 11

  Tracie’s lust-addled mind didn’t hesitate. “I want to go back with you and Kane.”

  “You know what this means.” Lucas slipped his finger beneath her panties and slowly stroked her folds. She nearly came up off his lap from the exquisite sensation. “You belong to us.”

  Kane slid his finger into her core as Lucas stroked her clit, and she gasped at the feel of the two men touching her so intimately at the same time.

  She barely comprehended that the limo had come to a stop as Lucas released his hold on her hair and slid her from his lap onto the seat. He adjusted the top of her dress and her bra, covering her. At the same time, Kane eased the lower part of her dress down, sliding it over her hips to her thighs.

  Just as they finished arranging her so that she didn’t look so disheveled, the rear door of the limo opened, the chauffeur holding it wide.

  Tracie took a deep breath, trying to regain her senses and trying not to let embarrassment show on her face. Would the people at the entrance to the hotel be able to tell that she’d just experienced one of the hottest moments in her life?

  She let Lucas take her hand to assist her in getting out of the car. When she was on her feet, she tilted her chin so that she would look confident and in control as she walked into the hotel. Letting go of control could wait until they were in Kane and Lucas’s room. Just the thought made her shiver.

  The men walked to either side of her with Lucas touching her waist and guiding her to the bank of elevators. Kane’s fingers were on her elbow, the men clearly showing who was in control.

  Both of them.

  Her belly flip-flopped as the elevator soared to their floor. When the doors opened, a feeling of panic rushed over her, coming out of nowhere. What was she doing? Even though it felt like she’d known Kane and Lucas for some time now, she’d barely met them yesterday.

  Yesterday. Oh, my God.

  They came to a stop at the suite doors and Kane moved his fingers away from her elbow to use the keycard to open the door.

  She started to balk, to turn around and run, but before she knew it, she was swept into the suite, the door closing hard behind her.

  The moment the door closed, Lucas brought her into his arms and kissed her hard. Her mind spun from wine and lust and she could no longer think clearly. He pressed his body tightly to her and his long, thick cock was rigid against her belly.

  Kane moved behind her, his erection long and hard behind his suit slacks as he brought his hands to her breasts and pinched her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

  “I think it’s time to show you who your Masters are.” Lucas murmured the words close to her ear. “You know who you belong to.”

  She nodded. “Yes.”

  Lucas trailed his finger down the column of her throat to the valley between her breasts. “If you want us to stop at any time, just say your safe word. I want to hear you say it now so that we’re clear.”

  “Tiger.” Her throat worked. “I’ll say tiger.”

  “Good girl.” He brushed his lips over hers. “Now take off my tie.”

  She moved her hands to Lucas’s silver tie as Kane’s fingers brushed her back and he tugged down her dress’s zipper.

  “What do you say?” Lucas’s voice was hard as he spoke.

  She had to think for a moment. “Yes, Master Lucas.”

  He gave her a firm reprimand. “You hesitated too long.”

  “Yes, sir.” This time she got the words out faster.

  Her hands trembled as she unknotted his tie while he removed the silver handkerchief from his suit jacket’s front pocket. He shrugged out of the jack
et and tossed it over the arm of the couch. She pulled his tie free, the silver material soft in her hands, and she offered it to him.

  “Hold onto the tie and the handkerchief.” She obeyed him and took the handkerchief from his hand, then watched as he brought his hands to the top button of his shirt.

  He removed his shirt and she gripped the silver cloth in her hands tighter as she wanted to touch the hard expanse of his chest.

  Kane pushed her hair over her shoulder from behind and kissed her neck, causing her to shiver. The only thing holding up her dress was his hand on one shoulder. As he moved his lips lower, he let the dress slide down her arms. The dress fell around her shoes and she now only wore the blue bra, panties, and silver heels.

  She was awash in sensations, almost on overload. She gripped the tie and handkerchief, her breathing becoming uneven as Lucas laid his shirt over his jacket.

  He sat and removed his shoes and socks before standing. He moved his hands to the button on his slacks, never taking his eyes off of her.

  While Lucas removed his slacks, Kane unclasped Tracie’s bra. Her breasts spilled out and then he let the straps slide down her arms to join the dress on the floor.

  The ache between her thighs was intense and the panties were wetter than ever. Kane slipped his fingers into the sides of the panties and pushed them to the floor. She was completely naked save for the heels and the jewelry.

  “Step aside and I’ll put your things on the chair.” Kane’s breath was hot on her neck.

  She did as he told her and started to look over her shoulder at him as he took her things, but Lucas touched the side of her face and nudged her so that her gaze locked with his again. “Look at me.” When she bit her lower lip, he shook his head. “I shouldn’t have to remind you how to respond.”

  “Oh.” She hurried to say, “Yes, sir.”

  He removed silver satin boxers, and then he was as naked as she was. He stepped close and reached for her nipples. He pinched then twisted them.