Analise's Journey, Bundle (Doms of Chicago Serial Spin Off)

by Trace, Dakota

  “And we’re not asking you to give up your independence.” Liam raked a hand through his hair. “There are times I will ask you to give over to me - to allow my hands to be on the controls.” He tipped up her chin to look down in her face. “But don’t think that makes you less of a woman or human because you want to experience the freedom submission brings.” He brushed his nose over hers. “While I may want your sexual submission, I don’t want to run your life. Share it, yes, but take it over, no.”

  “So…you’re telling me that what happened that night…”

  “Was nothing more than all of our tempers running high.” Grim joined the conversation, nuzzling her throat. “We were all out of sorts because of the confrontation. We all leapt to conclusions about what the other two were wanting.” He nipped her collarbone. “We were concerned you were going to give us your virginity in the heat of the moment…”

  “…and regret it later.” Liam finished. “And that’s something neither Grim nor I wanted to risk.”

  Tears welled in her eyes. “You weren’t rejecting me then. Just the timing?”

  “Exactly.” Liam lifted her hand and wrapped it around Grim’s cock. “Does that feel like a man who doesn’t want you?”

  Her fingers curled around Grim under his hand. Guiding their joined hands up and down Grim’s shaft, he stared down at the sight of Grim accepting pleasure from them. “See how wet his tip is? He’s hard, hot, and ready to explode - if I’d allow it.”

  Analise’s breath caught. “But you’re not, are you, Master?”

  He shook his head. “No, I’m not. Grim will be earning his release tonight, just like you will be.” He pulled back enough to stare into her eyes. “Because, believe me, the hell you’ve put all of us through the past fourteen days will not go unanswered.”

  A soft moan escaped her, as her nipples hardened against the front of her t-shirt. “What if I say I’m sorry? That I should’ve listened earlier?”

  “It won’t sway him…” Grim gritted his teeth, his hips lifting into their stroking hands. “He’s sadistic. He loves to play with our bodies, pushing us to the edge and stopping time and time again until we’re ready to tackle him to the ground and take what we want. Only then, when we resist the urge, will he allow us to come.”

  Liam chuckled. “All is forgiven, piccola. In the future, we’ll use our slowdown word if we feel the situation spiraling out of control, like we did the night we went to Olivia’s. It will give us all time to sit back and calm down before proceeding.” He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “However, before we can get around to the make-up sex, there is another issue we need to address.”

  Her eyes widened. “There is?”

  “Yes.” He nodded, before nodding over to Grim.

  His submissive gave a wicked grin. “You are decidedly overdressed, Analise.” Grim brushed a knuckle over the pebbled nub straining against the cotton. “What is rule number one?”

  Her eyes lifted to meet his sub’s. “All clothing is left at the door.”

  “And what is the punishment for hiding your body from Sir and me?” Liam ran his hand over her inner thigh, lightly swatting her through her shorts.

  Her voice grew raspy. “Two swats and spending the remainder of the day naked.”

  He nodded. “Correct, and yet here you are sitting between a very naked Sir, and me with all of your clothing on.”

  She wet her lips. “But…” she looked from him to Grim and then back, before blurting out. “…you have clothing on!”

  A dark chuckle escaped him. “Of course I do. But then again I’m the Master, and the rules don’t apply the same way to me.” He tweaked her nipple. “Get undressed, Analise, before I demand more than just a few swats, and a day of watching your lovely ass run around the cabin.”

  * * * *

  Grim held his breath, as Analise chewed on her lower lip, as if debating whether or not to strip her clothing off. His own need to see her naked body was riding him hard, and if she didn’t do as Master requested and soon, he was going to strip her of everything, even if it did get his ass warmed in the process by their Master. She was hiding her delectable body from them, and it simply wouldn’t do.

  “We’re waiting, subbie.” He injected what he hoped sounded like a note of command into his voice. It must’ve worked because she gave his knee a shove and stood. Stripping off her t-shirt, she dropped it to the floor, before unsnapping and unzipping her khaki shorts. They pooled at her feet, leaving her wearing nothing more than a lacy bra, a sexy pair of boy-shorts, and her tennis shoes and socks. He squeezed the base of his cock as more blood rushed to his already engorged shaft.

  “See how you’re affecting your Sir, Analise?” Liam rubbed a hand over her hip, before pulling back. “Already he wants to toss you to the floor and mount you. Your submission and beautiful body has a potent effect on us.”

  “Yes, Master.” She seemed to slip into the role of her submission with ease, as she shed the rest of her clothing. He reached out and softly touched the small of her back to show his pleasure. At her mewl of pleasure, he knew his message had been received. It seemed that Liam was right. Each time she gave into her submissive side, she went down easier. It was a pleasure to watch and was one of the things Liam had remarked upon when discussing Analise’s training, while Grim had been out of town.

  “Present, Analise.” The demand rolled off of Grim’s tongue. He nearly swallowed his tongue when she dropped to her knees, her ass high in the air as she leaned forward until her cheek was pressed against the hook rug under her. “Damn it.” He grunted, pinching the inside of his thigh to stave off his release. He didn’t want to displease Master, but seeing the luscious valley at the apex of her legs was more temptation than he was used to.

  Then Master’s hand came down hard on Analise’s upturned bottom. “Count off, piccola, or they don’t count.” His remind had an immediate response.

  “One, Sir and Master.” Her voice was slightly muffled but clear enough to please Liam.

  “Good girl,” their master cooed, tracing the red hand print on one ivory cheek, before running his tongue over the outline. Once he had traced the entire mark, he pulled back and landed a second blow, this one on the opposite cheek.

  “Two, Sir and Master.” Analise panted, her hips wiggling, obviously wanting the same treatment to her new mark as the first.

  Next to him, Master nodded, giving him permission. A low groan escaped Grim as he leaned in and pressed his lips against the mark. The heat against his mouth wasn’t surprising, but the way she moaned was. When he pulled back, he couldn’t resist the urge to taste her. Running his finger up and down the seam of her sex lips, he gathered some of the moisture clinging to her inner folds. Withdrawing from her warmth was hard, but he and Master had decided. The gift of her virginity would go to Master, unless of course, Analise choose to have Grim take it instead. Frankly, however, he hoped she’d allow Master to take it, because he was scared to death he would hurt her.

  As he pulled back, Master helped her to her feet. “Come, Analise.” He held his hand out as Grim joined him. Together they guided her towards the loft, where their bed lay.

  Part XXI: The Getaway Ends

  Analise swallowed as Master urged her up the ladder with a gentle boost to her bottom. Once she made it to the top, she scrambled into the loft, trying to ignore the flush that came to her face as she took in the bed in the center of the room. Its large expanse was covered with a handmade quilt, and there was a plethora of pillows against the headboard. Her mouth dried out as she noticed the cuffs hanging from the polished wood. Did Liam really intend to use those on her? Or perhaps he planned on using them on Sir?

  “Up on the bed, sweetheart.” Liam helped her up onto the bed, as Grim rounded the bed and moved to the stand. Pulling the drawer open, she watched as he pulled a box of condoms out and tossed it to Liam. Her heart began to race. They weren’t going to stop this time.

  Her attention was drawn back to Master,
as he sat down on the edge of the bed, his impressive erection outlined against the fabric of his shorts. “You know the rules, piccola. Assume the position.”

  Licking her lips she slowly obeyed, leaning back against the pillows before lifting her arms to cross her wrists above her head. Then she slowly parted her thighs, her blood racing as she felt their eyes on her. “Like this, Master?” she whispered.

  “Very good, but I think they need to be parted a bit more.” Master ran his fingers up her inner thigh. “Otherwise, how is Grim going to be able to pleasure you?”

  She whimpered at the thought, as she peeked at Sir from beneath her lashes. He looked decidedly hungry as he sat down on her opposite side. The lust in his gaze made her feel like she was the center of his world. “So beautiful.” He palmed the swell of her belly. “Anytime you need us to slow down, tell us. The last thing we want to do is scare you.”

  She nodded, as they wrapped the cuffs around her wrists. Giving them an experimental tug, she realized she was secure. No matter how she struggled she wouldn’t be going anywhere.

  “Too tight?” Grim asked, as he checked the tightness of the cuffs.

  “No, Sir.” She gave him a tentative smile. “Perfect, in fact. One might think you’ve experienced this a time or two yourself.” Her attempt at humor seemed lost on the men, until the corners of Liam’s mouth quirked up.

  “She does have you there, Master. More than once I’ve been in her place - and what a place to be.”

  A sigh of relief escaped her. Thank God the men, or at least Grim, seemed to understand that the business of ridding her of her pesky virginity didn’t have to be all seriousness. As much as she loved the intensity of Master, and the flirtatiousness of Grim, she’d hoped she’d have both when it came to her claiming.

  “Indeed.” Liam moved but continued to rub what felt like circles on her inner thigh. “Are there any questions you have, Analise, before we do this? Any fears we need to sooth?”

  She licked her lips, and shook her head. “No, Master. I await your pleasure.”

  * * * *

  Liam wanted to growl in happiness at Analise’s submissiveness. She lay on their bed, her body spread out awaiting their pleasure. There were so many ideas racing through his head - how to handle this, and despite the fact he and Grim had talked more than once about this moment, he found himself hard-pressed to remember his promise to gently break in their submissive - a chore which Grim didn’t think he had the control to do. Now staring down at the hard nipples rising and falling with Analise’s steady breathing, he wondered if he had the patience either. Would he be able to control his overwhelming need to dominate her?

  Everything up until this moment had been mere play, and he knew it. He could only hope that Analise understood the beast she was unleashing by offering herself to them. Taking a much needed breath, he shoved away his instinctive urge to part her thighs and bury his cock deep inside of her. She deserved better. Her first time should be a tender lovemaking, not the harsh reality of his brand of claiming. Even Grim, who had been experienced when they got together, had struggled through Liam’s initial claiming of his body. If it hadn’t been for his inamorato’s natural need to submit, things could’ve rapidly escalated out of control. Just like they could right now, which is why I agreed to do this only if she was bound. She can’t push my buttons while she’s restrained. Or so he hoped.

  Continuing to gaze at the picture that Grim made sitting next to their sub, he gave his first command of the night. “Kiss her, Grim and I want to see lots of tongue.”

  “Gladly, Master.” Then his lover tipped his head and captured Analise’s mouth with his. As requested, Grim pillaged her mouth, their tongues dueling as their lips moved against each other. While it wasn’t a totally savage kiss, neither was it completely tender, despite the gentle hold Grim had on her jaw.

  Watching Grim conquer Analise’s mouth was potent. He reached down to shift his aching cock, in an effort to find more room in inside his shorts - not that he found any. “Damn, I want a taste.” He slid up the bed until he was right beside them, before tugging Grim away from Analise. Covering his startled sub’s mouth, he thrust his tongue past Grim’s lips savoring the tart flavor of Grim and Analise mixed together. Lying between them, Analise moaned. The sound had him ripping his mouth away from Grim’s. His chest heaved.

  “Get her ready for me, Grim.” Not waiting to see if Grim had obeyed, he took Analise’s lips, in a kiss nearly as violent, as the one between him and Grim. When she gasped into his mouth, he almost froze until she caught the tip of his tongue and lightly raked her teeth across it. A low rumble built in his throat. Naughty little sub, testing his boundaries. Pulling free, he nipped her lower lip before suckling at it. Her eyes widened, then she squirmed. Glancing down her lush body, he wasn’t surprised to see Grim’s face buried between her legs.

  “Don’t make her come yet, Grim.” He moved to her breasts, cupping and squeezing the globes in his hands. “Tease her, but don’t push her over. I want her right on the edge when I enter her.”

  “Oh my God.” Analise hissed yanking on her cuffs, as Liam took the closest nipple into his mouth.

  Sucking hard, he drew on the bright berry until it was stiff against his tongue. Pulling back, he gently clamped his teeth around the base of it and tugged. Her reaction was music to his ears. She cried out, his honorific a desperate plea, as she tried to alternately push and pull away from his teeth. He pressed down on her stomach, pinning her to the bed before releasing her. Staring down at her flushed face and the lip she’d caught between her teeth, he gave her a rare smile.

  “Be still. Don’t make me punish you.” He squeezed her breasts again, loving the way her breath caught. “It would be a true crime to have to use a flogger on these sexy breasts.” He lightly tapped one of them, enjoying the way her flesh moved under his touch. She had a damn fine pair of breasts. So plump and full. “Perhaps if you’re good, I’ll wrap these around my cock and come all over your face.”

  “Oh please.” She licked her lips, the fire in her gaze potent, as he mentioned one of the first fantasies she’d confided to them the night she agree to try and be their submissive. He’d been holding it over her head as a special reward for good behavior.

  “But first, you need to stay still and let me play, slave.” He kept direct eye contact with her, gently pushing her boundaries. As a newbie, she still struggled with the BDSM hierarchy he so loved.

  “Yes, Master.” She hissed, her fists clenching. Narrowing his eyes, he glanced at Grim and wanted to chuckle. Holding her open, his slave was being very diabolical. Grim alternated between using his tongue to dip, stroke, and lave, before blowing a gentle stream of air across her clit. It was an act that would drive even the most demure woman insane.

  He rubbed the top of Grim’s head in approval, before tugging his lover’s head up. “Not so fast. Tease her. I was serious about not wanting her to come until I’m inside her.”

  “Master!” Analise’s plea fell on deaf ears, as Liam slipped his fingers down to toy with her slippery folds, before boxing in her clit with a finger on either side of it. Grim licked his shiny lips, pursing them before lapping not only Liam’s skin, but the satiny wet flesh under them.

  By the time that Grim managed to push his fingers aside, the sheer eroticism of the act coupled with Liam’s own desire, pushed him to the limit. He couldn’t wait any longer. He only hoped that she was wet enough that he wouldn’t hurt her. Slipping off the bed, Liam stood to strip off his shorts, before grabbing not only a condom from the box but also the tube of lube. The extra wetness would help, he thought as he rolled on the prophylactic.

  “Oh my God, Master…” Analise whimpered, her eyes focused on his covered erection, as he squirted a fair amount of lube into his hand. Sliding it up and down his length, he kept eye contact with her, as he climbed back onto the mattress.

  “It’s time.” His voice was like gravel, as Grim gave her clit one last lick before scrambling
out of his master’s way. Before he could go too far, however, Liam pulled Grim close, licking the cream off his submissive’s lips. “Delicious.” He rubbed his thumb over the swollen curves before releasing him. “Don’t go far, I want your mouth on us, when I take her for the first time.”

  Grim’s breathing grew rapid. “You do?”

  “Yes.” Kneeling between her thighs, Liam lifted her legs until her bottom was resting on his upper thighs, his cock mere inches from her entrance. “Come closer, inamorato.” Once Grim was in position, with his head facing towards him, Liam took a deep breath and met Analise’s eyes. “I need you to relax for me, piccola. I don’t want to hurt you more than need be.”

  Her chest heaving, she glared at him. “If you don’t fuck me right now, Master, I’m going to kick your ass.” She gritted her teeth as Grim lightly slapped her pussy.

  “Is that how you talk to your master, slave?” Grim growled.

  Groaning, she nodded. “It is when your sadistic master has pushed you past the point of no return. Fuck me…please!” She squirmed in Liam’s hold, either attempting to entice her master into fucking her, or for a hand against her ass. Either way he was more than happy to oblige.

  “Well, since she asked so nicely. Make her come, Grim….with your tongue.” Releasing one hand to center himself, so his cock was pressed against her opening, he watched Analise’s face as Grim attacked her clit with renewed vigor. As hot as their little sub was it only took a moment and with a comical widening of her eyes, she was screaming her release to the ceiling. Groaning in relief, he gave a solid thrust, slowly but irrevocably shoving his shaft inside her clenching sheath at the height of her climax. He could only hope the pleasure would disguise the tearing of her hymen.