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by Lexi Blake, Sophie Oak

  It was time to start.

  Aidan walked to the table and pulled out his first implement. He knew from talking to Leo that she’d never taken this particular torture.

  He picked up the small plug and the bottle of lube. He watched Lucas’s eyes widen as he walked toward the sawhorse.

  “Are you serious?”

  “Don’t question me, Lucas.” He sent him a look that had those green orbs sliding away from his face. “Hold her cheeks open. Lexi, you are not allowed to talk unless it is to use your safe word.”

  She shuddered underneath him, but kept her mouth closed. Lucas’s hands came out and parted those lush cheeks. He stared down at that beautiful asshole. Shit. He had to get himself under control. It was cute and perky, if an asshole could be described as perky. He dribbled lube into the crack of her ass. This was what he’d gained by tossing aside his so-called morality. He’d gained the ability to enjoy his loves on every level. His sex life with Lexi had been nice before, but it had been very vanilla. What he wanted now was different. He wanted no boundaries.

  He took his time, massaging the lube onto her rosette before he pressed his pinky finger in. The tight muscles of her anus tried to keep him out, but he wasn’t going to allow it. He worked his finger back and forth. Lexi whimpered a little. The sound went straight to his dick. Aidan finally pressed the finger in. He looked up and Lucas was watching, his green eyes dark and lustful.

  “Join me.”

  It was all Lucas seemed to need. Lucas’s pinky joined his. He pressed in, first to the knuckle. Lexi groaned, but didn’t say a word. Her ass wriggled as though she was trying to accommodate them. Finally, Lucas’s finger slid in past the tight ring, joining Aidan’s.

  Fine trembles crept across Lexi’s skin. Aidan and Lucas found a rhythm as they fucked Lexi’s asshole with their fingers. When Lucas pressed in, Aidan pulled out slightly. They both massaged her anus, opening her, and all Aidan could think about was replacing those fingers with his cock. He’d been inside Lexi many times, but he’d never taken her ass. He’d never shared that with her because he’d had a stick up his own.

  After a moment’s sweet play, he looked to Lucas. “Get the bullet. Strap it on her and then take your position in front of that lovely mouth.”

  Lucas pulled his finger out and rushed across the stage. He quickly washed his hands and came back with the small egg-shaped vibrator and a washcloth. Aidan pulled his finger out and allowed Lucas to wash him while he stared at that hungry asshole. It was tight again, but he would fix that. While Lucas strapped the vibrator around Lexi’s hips, Aidan prepped the plug. He lubed the small, hard plastic plug and lined it up to Lexi’s anus. Lucas stepped around to his position, and his hand quickly found Lexi’s hair. He smoothed it back.

  “Press back against me, Lexi,” Aidan ordered, pushing the tip of the plug just inside the rosy pucker of her asshole. She moaned, but did as he asked. He fucked the plug back and forth until it finally slid deep inside her. He held her cheeks apart, admiring how the plug looked. His heart was racing. Every inch of his skin tingled with want. He traced the line of her spine before placing a lingering kiss on the small of her back. “Very good, sub. I think they enjoyed that. They loved watching me and Lucas prepare that virgin ass to take a reaming. One day you’ll take a cock up that little hole to please your Masters, won’t you?”

  Her voice was quivering and breathless. “Oh, yes, Sir. If that pleases you, Sir.”

  God, she was so submissive. Why hadn’t he listened when she’d tried to talk to him about this? Why the fuck had he walked away? It was everything he could hope for. “Now it would please me to torture you. Think about the plug in your ass while you take a cock in your mouth. Lucas, fill her up. She’s your toy. Fuck her mouth.”

  * * * *

  Lucas stilled at the Master’s command.

  Lucas, fill her up. She’s your toy. Fuck her mouth.

  Well, not everything. His dick stood straight up, straining at his leathers, practically bursting the seams of his pants. Master A wanted him to fuck Lexi’s mouth here?

  He looked down, expecting to see Lexi’s worried face. Those bright blue eyes stared up at him, but the smile curling her lips was seductive, not worried. His cock pulsed.

  She licked her lips like she was anticipating a treat. “You better do what the big, bad Dom tells you to, or you might find something shoved up your ass, too.”

  There was a loud smack as Master A slapped her ass and Lexi gasped, though she didn’t lose the devilish grin.

  “You are not allowed to talk.” Master A stood ready to swat her again. He towered over Lexi’s form. His dark eyes shifted to Lucas, and Lucas couldn’t help but remember what it had felt like to stand next to Master A when they had pressed their fingers into Lexi’s tight hole, opening her up and preparing her. He’d liked the image of their hands working together. Partners in her pleasure. That’s what Master A had said. Lucas loved the sound of that. Could this man be the one? Ever since Aidan had fled like the coward he was, Lucas couldn’t get it out of his mind. He wanted what his brother had. He wanted his girl and his best friend, lovers all.

  “Lucas, I gave you an order.” There was no give in the Master’s voice. It left no room for doubt or indecision. He’d made the decision when he’d signed the contract to bottom for Master A. He’d given over power to a man Julian trusted. Hell, even Jack had signed off on this plan. His hands went to the ties on his leathers.

  He felt the Master’s and Lexi’s eyes on him as his cock burst free. If he wasn’t careful, the damn thing would sing a hallelujah chorus. A whole fucking year and all he’d had was the comfort of his hand. He pressed the head of his dick to those luscious lips of Lexi’s. Her tongue darted out, and Lucas thought he might come right then and there.

  Smack. “You’re a tease, sub.” Master A had a fierce grin on his face. He was obviously enjoying the play. “Let’s see how you like it. Lexi, you are not allowed to come. Trust me, angel, you don’t want to know what will happen to you if you do come.”

  Master A flicked on the vibe and a low hum started. Her eyes opened wide, and Lucas almost felt sorry for her. Almost. He was far too busy pressing into her hot mouth.

  “Open for me.” He almost didn’t recognize the guttural sound that came out of his mouth. So long. He’d wanted her for so long. She had become his whole damn world. She was so important to him that he’d been afraid to take her. But there was no room for fear in this place. There was only pleasing the Master, and when the Master was a good one, a sub’s pleasure wasn’t far behind.

  Lexi’s mouth opened obediently. She sucked the head of his cock inside, her tongue swirling, drawing out the arousal there. He steadied himself on his feet. Her tongue felt so good, lapping away at him.

  “Deeper,” Master A ordered.

  The Master was watching the scene with heated eyes. His hand clutched the remote to the vibe, but his eyes were focused on Lucas’s cock sinking into Lexi’s mouth. The fact that Master A was watching made Lucas’s cock lengthen further. It reminded him of the last time he’d had a cock in his own mouth. Aidan’s big dick had been covered in Lexi’s cream, and he’d licked it off. He’d taken Aidan’s cock to the back of his throat and swallowed every bit of semen Aidan had spewed.

  Lucas shoved another inch between Lexi’s lips. He smiled down at her. They might have lost Aidan, but they had each other. His hand sank into her silky hair. Why had he worried? Her tongue worked around him, and he gave over. She was his. She would always be his. They would make it work.

  She whimpered around his cock, the vibration making his balls ache with pleasure.

  Master A put a hand on her back. “Oh, is my angel feeling the burn? Are you close? Don’t come. I’ll get out the paddle, and you won’t be able to sit down tomorrow. You suck that cock. You take him deep.”

  Lexi’s mouth opened a bit more, and Lucas was able to sink in all the way to his balls. She surrounded him. Her mouth pulled as her tongue lapped
, and Lucas lost it. He held her head gently and started to fuck that gorgeous, red-lipped mouth of hers. He thrust in and pulled out. Lexi moaned around him, and he noticed that Master A had his hand between her legs. The vibrator hummed, and Lexi’s eyes were wide and desperate. She had to be going crazy. She was such a responsive girl. It never took him long to get her off. Between the plug in her ass and the vibe on her clit, she had to be close. Now Master A was pushing his fingers into her cunt, probably seeking her G-spot. There was no way she could hold out.

  “You feel so fucking good, Lexi.” He pumped into her, his cock pulsing. His balls drew up, and he felt his blood racing through his system. He looked at Master A, their eyes meeting, and Lucas saw it.

  Such a small thing, but then he’d memorized the man’s body. He’d had one night in paradise, but he’d loved Aidan for so long before then. The mask had slipped slightly, and his eyebrow was visible. So was the scar Aidan had gotten at the age of seventeen. He’d told Lucas the story over beers one night while they waited for Lexi. Aidan had been playing at a bar. Aidan had lied to get the gig.

  She sucked at him, pulling his cock to the back of her throat and swallowing. The soft heat of her throat did him in. He pulsed and came as he watched the man he thought he’d never see again.

  The bar fight had resulted in Aidan damn near losing his left eye. Master A’s eyebrow was creased with a perfect crescent-shaped scar.

  Aidan.

  Lucas’s mind whirled as he pulled out of Lexi’s mouth. He took a step back, trying to understand what the fuck was going on. One moment the world had been close to perfect, and now he didn’t understand a damn thing.

  Aidan’s eyes—yes, he could see that plainly now—were on him. “Lucas, take over for me here.”

  Lucas didn’t move. He looked down at Lexi. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated, probably trying to hold off the orgasm that was coming.

  “Lucas!”

  Lucas turned to the man who had once completed their threesome and then torn them apart. A bitterness welled up inside him. Aidan thought he could play a game with them? A sick feeling hit the pit of Lucas’s stomach. This betrayal could go far past Aidan playing a trick.

  “Does my brother know you’re here?”

  Aidan stopped. Lucas knew the minute his face fell that he’d been right. There was a long moment of silence.

  “Yes.”

  Lucas simply turned away and began working on Lexi’s bindings. Her eyes were open and questioning.

  “You can talk, baby,” Lucas said, his voice flat and emotionless. “We’re done here.”

  The Master drew himself up to his full, intimidating height. “Lucas, stop it right now. You signed a contract. Do you really want to put your rights at this club in jeopardy?”

  “What’s happening?” Lexi’s hands came free. Lucas wished he’d brought a shirt or a freaking robe with him.

  “Get behind me, Alexis.” He pulled her off the sawhorse and unhooked the vibrator, tossing it away.

  Aidan O’Malley seemed a bit miffed his game was up. He invaded Lucas’s space, but Lucas was done being intimidated by him. He wasn’t sure what Aidan was doing here, but he was done.

  “This club can go to hell for all I care now. And so can my brother and Julian.” Lucas turned to Leo, whose eyes were grave.

  People were talking now. There was a hum in the crowd. Despite Julian’s disdain for gossip, The Club thrived on it. They would be grist for the gossip mill for years after this, but it didn’t matter.

  “Lucas, please.” The Dom was gone. Aidan seemed to almost deflate.

  Lucas felt Lexi’s hands on his waist, tightening. “Who is he?”

  Aidan pulled the mask off his face, and for the first time, Lucas truly looked at the man. He looked older and harder, his once stunning face now hard as granite. He was still a beautiful man, but he’d changed, and there was no doubt that he’d been through an enormous amount of pain. What the fuck had happened to Aidan?

  “Lexi, I came back to fix things.” Aidan tried to take a step toward them, but Lucas merely moved back.

  Lexi curved around Lucas’s body, straining to see what was going on. “Oh, my god. Aidan?”

  Lexi took off. One minute she was on the stage behind Lucas, and the next she was pushing her way through the crowd. She didn’t seem to care that she wasn’t wearing anything. Lucas started to take off after her, but a big hand pulled him back.

  “Lucas, please listen to me,” Aidan said, his gravelly voice deep and pleading.

  He pulled away. “Yeah? Like you listened to me? I believe both Lexi and I begged you to listen, and what did you say? You said you didn’t want this fucked-up life. I believe you called me a queer.”

  Aidan paled visibly. “That’s not true. I said I wasn’t gay. I would never have used that word.”

  “Yeah, well, you made yourself plain.” Lucas started to walk past him, but he got in the way again.

  “Lucas, I was wrong, so fucking wrong—”

  Leo placed a hand on Aidan’s shoulder. “He’s done for now, Aidan. Let him go.”

  Lucas strode off the stage after Lexi. He tried not to think about the sorrow in Aidan’s eyes.

  “I love you, Lucas.”

  Yeah, he wasn’t going to think about that, either.

  Chapter Six

  Lexi slammed into the private room, wishing she’d thought about picking up her damn clothes. At least she could have held them in front of her. As it was, she’d run through the club, pushing her way through the crowd with her boobs and ass hanging out. Did she even have a shred of dignity left? God, did any of it matter? It felt like the walls were closing in on her.

  Aidan was here.

  What the hell had he come back for?

  Bitterness welled up inside her as she kicked out of the heels she’d been wearing. Mere minutes ago they had made her feel feminine and sexy. Now they hurt her feet and made her feel like a fucking idiot. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her mascara was already streaking. She’d been so happy for a moment. She’d had Lucas, and it had been perfect. She’d adored the way he filled her mouth. She’d reveled in his masculine taste. It had been all the more perfect for the man behind her.

  Master A had tortured her in the sweetest way possible. She’d felt a real connection to him. He’d called to her, with his damaged face and body. He’d been a true Dom, and the sub deep inside her responded. She’d pushed, and he’d been an unmovable brick wall. It totally turned her on. As she’d lain there, bound and helpless, she’d wondered if he was the one who could complete her and Lucas. She’d had no doubt in her mind that this was what they needed.

  It had all been a lie. Like everything about Aidan.

  “Lexi, please put on some clothes.”

  She started and practically jumped into the robe sitting on the counter at the sound of her stepfather’s voice. She wrapped the white silk robe around her body and turned to face the big cowboy who was averting his eyes. Jack Barnes sat in one of the elegant chairs, a glass of Scotch at hand. Normally, her big, strong stepfather was a comforting presence, but not today.

  He’d told her he was leaving. It seemed to Lexi like he’d been lying to her a lot lately.

  “You knew.”

  He took a long drink of that Scotch. “Yes. I’d like a chance to explain.”

  “Really?” Lexi asked, her arms over her chest. Her stepfather was dressed in his usual jeans and western shirt. Somehow he managed to be more powerful in casual clothes than most men were in thousand-dollar suits. She wasn’t intimidated by it this evening, though. “I would have enjoyed a chance to decide whether or not I wanted to perform several sexual acts in public with a man who ripped my heart out. Guess we can’t always get what we want. You tell me something, Jack Barnes, did my mother know?”

  Tears welled in her eyes at the thought of her mother being in on this—plot, scheme—she had no idea what to call it. Her mother had been her rock for so long, but now she had a new f
amily. It struck her forcefully that even her mother had left her behind. Abby Barnes had Jack and Sam, and now little Olivia and Josh. Maybe her mom didn’t need her anymore. Maybe she was a reminder of how crappy Abby’s life had been because she’d had a kid at the age of seventeen.

  “No, she doesn’t know, and she might divorce me when she finds out.” Jack’s hands tightened around the glass, and his face was flushed. It was the most emotional she could remember seeing him aside from the joy he had on his face when he was with his family. Now he looked haggard and worried. “If it makes a difference to you, Sam doesn’t know, either. I couldn’t tell him because he can’t keep his mouth closed around Abby.”

  Good for Sam. “Well, at least one of my mother’s husbands isn’t a bastard and a half.”

  Jack’s eyes came up. “Lexi, please hear me out. Aidan came to me a little over six months ago.”

  She held up a hand. The last thing she wanted to hear was Aidan’s story. She didn’t want to know what he’d been doing during the time he’d been gone. She didn’t want to know what had happened to him. God, she didn’t care how he’d gotten those scars. They covered his body. If he’d been a car, she would have wondered if anyone had survived the wreck. She forced herself to be strong. “I don’t care.”

  “I find that very hard to believe. You were ready to marry this man.”

  She remembered that quite well. She also remembered how it felt to call all the people she’d invited and tell them the wedding was off. She’d burned her wedding dress one night on the barbecue grill while she made her way through a bottle and a half of Pinot Noir. “And he dumped me three weeks before the wedding. You know, Jack, usually the family of the dumped girl doesn’t invite the man who humiliated her to abuse her in a club.”

  “He didn’t abuse you. I made damn sure he was properly trained, and Leo would have stopped anything that could have possibly hurt you.” Jack’s voice was annoyingly calm.