by Cara Adams
All of which meant he needed to do two things. The first was a more intense BDSM scene, something to test both his subs to the limit. The second was for him and Evan to double penetrate Anastasia.
He made them both wait naked and still in the center of the dungeon, while he remained standing by the bolted door where they couldn’t see him. Only when he was certain that if he waited any longer the tension would begin to diminish, instead of increase, did he walk around in front of them.
“You must both be tired after catering for a banquet again today. My plans are for us all to share a time of refreshment and release.” He pulled a spiked cock ring from his pocket and held it out on the flat of his hand.
“Do you know what this is, Anastasia?”
He watched her gray eyes grow thoughtful and her brow crease. “It is a cock ring?”
“Correct. Do you know how to put it on Evan?”
“At the base of his shaft?” Her voice was somewhere between a question and a statement.
“Yes. Do it now.”
She took it from him and loosened all the spikes, one by one, then stood in front of Evan. She picked up Evan’s dick, which was long and aroused, and wrapped the ring around the base of his shaft, then screwed it shut over him. To Ion, she seemed to stop and think about the spikes, but she made no attempt to tighten them. That was interesting as she’d loosened them before wrapping the ring around him. It would be logical to tighten them again. Perhaps she simply thought that was how the ring was kept when not in use. No, she’s not stupid. She must guess.
“Tighten the spikes now, Anastasia.”
She flicked him a glance, then one to Evan before wrapping her hands around his shaft again so the weight of his cock was in her palms, but she could use her fingers to adjust the spikes. First she tightened one on the right side, then one on the left. She watched Evan’s cock carefully, and Ion assumed she was trying to judge how much tension to apply. He thought she’d gotten it pretty much correct, applying a bit of a bite, but not so much it’d be truly painful. Ion went and got a doggy-style stockade from the corner of the room and placed it in front of Anastasia.
“Kneel in position.”
She got down on all fours, placing her wrists and feet beside the restraints.
“Buckle her ankles and wrists, Evan.”
Making the male sub kneel, his naked body so close to Anastasia’s, was going to encourage the sub’s cock to grow and exert pressure on him, which should intensify the task a little.
When he was certain she was securely fastened to the stockade, he pointed to the wall and said, “Stand by the wall. You may watch,” to Evan.
Silently, the sub did as he was told.
Now Ion brought out his secret weapon. Stacked over by the wall, hidden behind some other equipment, was a fucking machine. He set it up behind Anastasia and attached two dildos, the narrower one for her ass, and a nice fat one for her cunt. The machine was an excellent one that varied both the speed and depth of the strokes. But first, he needed to know if she was used to anal sex.
“Have you been fucked in the ass before, Anastasia?”
She nodded.
“Answer your master properly.” He slapped her ass hard.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Often? Did you come hard?”
“Not very often, but more than once. I…helped…myself to come.”
“This will be perfect for you. The machine will prepare you then we will both fuck you and you will come hard.”
He wanted her to anticipate the double penetration, to wonder about it, without him actually saying the words just yet.
He attached the dildos to the machine, then said, “Evan, touch her cunt. See if she’s wet yet. If she’s not, make her ready for the first dildo.”
As a side effect, that should make Evan’s cock push against the spikes of his cock ring. Both of them should feel the tension, now.
He watched as Evan touched her and teased along her cunt and slit. His dick was bobbing as he moved.
“She’s wet, Sir.”
“Good. Put the fat dildo in her cunt. All the way.”
Once again he stood back and watched. Sweat was gleaming on the chef’s chest and his cockhead was very red. Touching Anastasia so intimately was bringing him ever closer to his own orgasm. A climax Ion planned to deny him.
Ion picked up a jar of warming oil and handed it to Ion when he stepped back from Anastasia. “Now prepare her ass.”
Evan appeared to brace himself, before scooping some oil on his fingers, and kneeling behind Anastasia to touch her rosette. Ion moved around to the side so he still had a complete view of Evan preparing Anastasia. His own dick was as hard as a spike just from watching them both, but he knew he could remain in control while he needed to stage-manage his subs. Anastasia’s head was bent and her spine now had sweat on it. Her ass was pushing back onto Evan’s fingers even though she couldn’t move much with the one dildo already inside her.
“Neither of you is to come until I say so. Do you understand, Anastasia?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And you, Evan?”
“Yes. Sir.”
He watched intently and saw when Evan was close to breaking point.
“That’s enough now. Evan, insert the dildo in her ass.”
Evan coated the end of the dildo with the oil and lined it up with her ass, holding her cheeks open with one hand while inserting the toy with the other. When it was in, Ion said, “Go back to the wall and watch.”
Evan paced back, walking stiff legged. Yes, his dick would be driving him crazy with desire. Exactly as Ion had planned it would be.
Ion set the machine for shallow and slow penetration, took the remote control in his hand, and stepped away to the side of the dungeon where he had a good view of both his subs. When the machine started fucking her, Anastasia jumped and so did Evan.
Evan had his legs spread, but he still seemed to be in control of himself. Once Anastasia understood the machine was established in its rhythm she relaxed. She obviously thought she could manage the arousal all right. It was time to increase the power. He pushed the speed knob up one notch and the penetration knob two. This should give her a much deeper fuck, and a harder one, as well. He’d be interested to see if she could cope with it, or would break and climax.
After five minutes, she shivered and moaned and the sweat was now gleaming all over her skin. Evan’s gaze was fixed to her body and his cock was once again fully engorged with a wet head. Both of them were incredibly aroused, as he’d hoped. Now was the time to ask his questions. He switched the machine off.
“Evan, do you believe you’re strong enough to wait until Anastasia comes until you permit yourself to climax?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Anastasia, that machine can only give you the smallest taste of what it’ll be like with two men fucking you. Are you strong enough to deal with that? And not just to deal with it, but to be pleasured by it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Do you know why I made you wait and not come?”
“Because you’re a fucking tease? No, I expect you’ll tell me that delayed gratification is better, or something like that.”
“Evan, tell her.”
“When a person is very aroused, and they refrain from climaxing, if they’re aroused again quite soon after, they start from a higher place and get even more aroused. So the climax when it happens is better than it would have been the first time.”
“Correct.”
Ion unshackled Anastasia, removed both dildos, and told them to get dressed. While they did that, he dissembled the machine, and collected the two dildos and the warming oil. “Follow me.”
He led them all the way up the stairs to his apartment. It was on the top floor, like most of the younger men’s rooms, and was just a bed-sitting room with a small half-bath. But it had a large bed, which is what they needed now. They needed to consummate the next step of their relationship, and the cold stone flo
or of the dungeon was not appropriate, nor was the top of the cage. It wasn’t wide enough.
Once they were inside his room, he locked his door then said, “Anastasia, are you ready to be fucked by both of us at the same time?”
“Hell, yes. I’ve been waiting for it forever.”
He grinned. He loved her feisty responses.
“Is this what you want, Evan?”
“To echo the lady, hell yes.”
“Good. Get undressed then. Evan, you take her ass and I’ll take her cunt.”
Chapter Five
Despite being released from the fucking machine, Anastasia was still aroused almost unbearably. Her memories of anal sex were that her boyfriend at the time, the same one who’d taken her to the ball, had requested it a couple of times when he’d forgotten to bring a condom and she’d refused to have vaginal sex without protection. Which showed how innocent she was back then, thinking the only thing she needed to worry about was not getting pregnant.
She supposed she wasn’t all that much smarter now, although she did trust both men not to lie to her about the status of their health. Besides, they were wolves, not humans, so took such things as their honor much more seriously than her former human boyfriends ever had done.
The fucking machine had sent her need skyrocketing instantly, but then the steady pace had become predictable and manageable. That was a key difference with people. They could change things in the blink of an eye, or on every stroke. Apart from that she preferred a live cock to a toy. The promise of two live cocks was twice as good.
Anastasia was one hundred percent certain she wanted this sex with them. She was getting to know a lot more about them both as they shared meals together and talked casually. The sex and dungeon play also revealed a lot about both men. There was still the question of whether or not she was prepared to mate with them forever, but she felt no need to rush into such a decision. She was more than happy with the pace things were progressing. She was starting to understand that, like her brothers, they would never squash her personality. Her brothers had been overprotective, but never cruel or unfair. She was certain in her own mind that Evan and Ion would always treat her with kindness and consideration. She liked what she knew about them, she understood them both, she trusted them, and it was possible she even loved them. But she wasn’t quite ready for that step yet.
And niggling away in the back of her mind was the situation with Magnus and Kiril and Lev. Was this pack about to be thrust into the troubles of the battle to be Supreme Alpha of Europe? Did she even want to be at the castle if there was fighting and politicking going on? It wasn’t her battle. She owed allegiance to no one because she was neither a wolf, nor mated to one. At the moment, if she had to choose, it would be a difficult decision between following the Alpha of the Mountain, to whom her family—well, most of them—owed allegiance, or whether to become a member of the Werewolf Castle pack.
If she mated these men she would be a pack member here. And she wasn’t quite sure she wanted that if people were going to be trying to force the Alpha to take sides with them. At least in the mountains a person, a family, hell, an entire pack, could totally disappear if they wanted to. But here the castle was not just their home but also their livelihood. So once other packs discovered their secret, they could turn up to hassle the wolves whenever they wanted to.
On the other hand, if she said no, she’d have to leave the castle. She couldn’t bear to stay here and work every day with Evan, and see Ion at the banquets in his costume with his lightning-quick swordplay, and not have them. She knew she’d still want them. And that meant going home and doing what? Nothing much. Or moving into town to flip burgers. That didn’t appeal either.
No, she didn’t need to make any decisions as yet. A relationship was not something to be rushed, and not something to enter lightly without considering all the potential flow-on effects, either. So, tonight was just for sex. Sex she was more than ready for. Sex with the two most handsome men on the planet. Two loving, considerate and mind-blowingly good partners.
While she was thinking, she’d gotten undressed, but she was almost startled when Ion said, “Take the cock ring off Evan now, then suck his cock, to make him feel good.”
Poor Evan. Those spikes had to be tormenting him. She hurried over to him and began undoing the catch, then loosened the spikes. When she finally opened it up to release him, there were deep pressure marks on his shaft. Anastasia kneeled down and sucked the side of his shaft, exerting as much pressure as she dared to help his blood flow. She stepped around to the other side of him and sucked that side of his shaft as well, before licking over the head and tasting his essence. He was delicious, quite earthy in taste. He reminded her of the trees on the mountains and the fresh air. She worked her mouth over his cock until she was certain the blood would be pulsing through it properly again.
“Now lay on your front and let Evan put some oil in your ass to smooth his entry. He’ll be quite a bit bigger than the dildo you had in there before.”
She was so ready for sex she wasn’t worried about how big either of them were. She knew they were both very well equipped and she also knew there might be a bit of a burn at the start, but that her channel would open up enough to welcome them in. She didn’t even care if it hurt. She knew that would just be the prelude to what would very likely be the best sex of her life.
Once again the oil warmed her inner tissues, making her cunt pour cream. This was no regular lubricating oil. It was designed to tease her and make her desire the next step, the insertion of a cock. But she couldn’t be any more ready than she was now.
Evan put the jar on the nightstand and sat back, indicating his work was done. Ion must have been watching because he said, “Stick your dick in her ass, then roll over so she’s lying on top of you.”
It sounded complicated to Anastasia, but then she’d never been taken by two men at once so what did she know?
Evan pressed his cock at the tight muscle ring guarding her rear entry. He penetrated her easily. That might have been because she was so very aroused, or possibly from his fingers just now, and the dildo in the dungeon. Either way, he slid deep inside her with little pushing.
Evan hooked his legs around hers then rolled them over. It felt really strange to have him inside her yet to be so open and exposed, the way she now was. Evan’s legs held hers apart so her pussy was displayed, ready for Ion. Evan’s hands were on her hips, holding her arms down by her sides. She’d have liked to hold onto him, but it wasn’t really possible in this position, and anyway, if she wiggled she was scared she’d slide right off his chest.
Now Ion crawled up the bed and balanced over her, his weight on his forearms and his knees. He pushed into her cunt and she was amazed at how tight and full she was. She’d just had two dildos in her, stretching her wide, but this was totally different. Ion had warned her that the men were bigger than the toys, and she’d known that in her mind, but feeling the difference deep inside her was quite a new experience. The two cocks pushed against the walls of her channels and yet both her pussy and her ass clenched them tight, holding them firmly inside her. She liked the feeling of intense possession. She was so full of cock. There was no possibility of not knowing two men had claimed her as their own.
Ion pushed and wiggled until his balls were tight against her skin, then he added his legs to the pile, grabbed her shoulders and said, “Roll toward the center of the bed.”
Anastasia couldn’t have done anything if she’d tried. The two men had her in the tightest of grips, and were fully covering her front and back. But in just a few moments she was once again resting on her stomach, only this time the man under her was Ion and the one on top was Evan.
“That was kind of fun. We ought to do this rolling down a hill sometime. I’m sure it’d be even better than just the way we rolled down hills as kids,” she said.
“As long as we can do it fully clothed. I’d hate to get splinters in any part of me I’m particularly fond
of,” joked Evan.
Anastasia caught her breath as without another word both men withdrew their cocks from her cunt and her ass together. The sensation of being filled to the very brim was replaced with a strange sense of loss, as if something vital was missing. They both held themselves quite still for several long, torturous heartbeats, before pushing back inside her. She realized she’d been holding her breath as they filled her, and she exhaled heavily. But no sooner had she relaxed and had started to relish the feeling of extreme fullness, than they began to pull out again.
Anastasia wiggled her arms until she had untangled them and braced her palms on Ion’s shoulders. She still didn’t really have any control over the two men’s movements, but she felt more balanced and better able to participate like that.
In and out of her they drove, their strokes powerful and even, sending shivers of lust and need through every inch of her body. Anastasia contributed to the process by wiggling her hips, sliding her left foot up and down as much of Evan’s leg as she could reach, and rubbing her aching nipples against Ion’s chest.
Gradually they powered in and out of her cunt and ass faster and faster, and she understood what Evan had said, about her arousal beginning from a higher place than ever before, so the final climax would be more dramatic. Well she sure as hell hoped it would be more dramatic. She was aching in every fiber of her being from delayed gratification, and if she didn’t come soon she’d explode from lust instead of from release.
Ion’s forehead was creased, his chest damp with their combined sweat. Behind her she could feel the slipperiness coating her back from Evan’s sweat. That told her they were as aroused as her, and more than that, they were doing most of the work here. Determined to please them back she waited until they were both inside her fully, their cocks as deep as they could reach in her pussy and her ass, and then she tightened her internal muscles, gripping their shafts with all her strength.