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

by Trace, Dakota

Once he was past the slight resistance, he stopped, allowing her body to accept the fact that a man was now inside her.

  Jerking under him, he grasped her hips to hold her still, as Grim continued to flick at their joining.

  “Oh God Master, so hot, so tart. “ Grim lifted his head to share the bounty with him. Liam groaned, allowing Grim to kiss him. The mingled flavors of his own salt and the natural muskiness of Analise was potent. With a groan he pulled back both from Grim’s mouth and Analise, only stopping when just the head of his shaft rested inside her.

  “Analise, are you okay?” It took all his control to make sure she was fine. When she nodded and sobbed ‘yes’, he took a deep breath and slowly forged inside her again. He tried to keep his thrusts slow and rhythmic, but soon found himself thrusting harder and faster until Analise’s head was thrashing on the pillow. Cries passed her swollen lips as her pussy milked him. He was in heaven, but for the fact his lover, his precious Grim, was kneeling beside him, watching but not participating. Or so he thought, until Grim’s hand slipped down to cup himself.

  “Don’t you dare touch that cock, Grimwell.” Liam panted, fighting the urge to lose himself in her.

  “Master.” Grim’s plea wasn’t lost on him.

  “Analise, I need you to watch as I suck on your Sir. I need you to see, to accept the reality of being with us.”

  Her eyes opened and she focused on him, the lust in them surprising him. “Of course, Master. Sir needs to come just like we do. If you don’t want to, I’ll be more than happy to taste him, to please him with my mouth. I’ve dreamed of it since I had the opportunity to taste you.” She licked her lips and tried to smile. “Remember? Equal opportunity gal.”

  Liam groaned, the idea of seeing her suck Grim, while he fucked her warring with his own need to taste his lover. Damn, he couldn’t choose.

  “Your choice, slave. Whose mouth do you want? Mine or hers?” He growled, still trusting. “And make it snappy unless you want to wait ‘til later to come.”

  Grim moaned. “Damn, now I wish I had two cocks.” He brushed his fingers over Analise’s lips, before turning to him, his hand squeezing his thick length hard. “I’m too hard, too close. Until she’s used to my girth….I think it would be best if you did the honors, Master.”

  “Come here then, inamorato.” Opening his mouth, he lashed at the head of Grim’s prick before catching Analise’s eye. The approval and acceptance in her expression sent a huge wave of happiness through him, before his lust pushed it away. Sucking hard on Grim, Liam lost himself in the taste of his submissive’s cock against his tongue, and the tight sheath of their submissive around him. It wasn’t until her scream as Analise climaxed again around him, and the roar of Grim’s release before his lover’s seed hit his throat, did Liam fully let himself go. The pressure coiled at the base of his spine until every nerve was taut. Then it snapped, and hard, brutal waves of ecstasy washed through him, making him moan around Grim, even as he filled the barrier between him and Analise.

  * * * *

  Leaning back against Grim’s chest in the old clawfoot bathtub in the corner of the loft, Analise moaned as his fingers toyed with her tender nipples, while Liam’s hands ran up her legs from his position across from her. Her men had done as promised. They’d pleasured her until she was screaming, until she’d barely felt the pain of her virginity being torn asunder. But more than anything, she’d never forget how erotic it had been to watch as Grim fucked their master’s mouth. Instead of being submissive, Liam had taken control of the blow-job, until Grim had been begging for him to end it, to let him come. It had been so hot, she’d come a second time from the sight of it. Well, the fact that Master was fucking my brains out at the same time, helped.

  But now resting between the two men, she was floating on a cloud of pure sensation, as she soaked away any lingering pain. “Dear Lord…” She whimpered as Sir, who she was using as her own personal chair, tugged on the tips of her breasts. In response she tightened her thighs around his erection. How her Sir could be hard after their explosive coming together, she wasn’t sure, but she wasn’t about to complain. The water had done its job and she was now ready for another dose of her Doms loving.

  “So responsive.” Grim’s lips caressed her collar bone as he cradled her. “More than Master and I deserve, but damned if we’re going to let you go now.” He nuzzled the side of her neck.

  She hissed as Liam parted her legs to stroke Grim’s shaft, and the back of his hand brushed her mound. She should be sated, but instead she found her body preparing itself once more for their claiming. Now she understood why Lena had boasted that the cabin couldn’t compete with hot sex.

  “I’ll have to agree with you, inamorato.” He pressed the head of Grim’s cock against her opening. She quivered as the thick head breached her. Other than a slight pinching when he first entered, she felt a pleasant ache as she sank down on her Sir.

  A low moan passed her lips as Grim pulled her arms behind her, shackling her wrists with his hands, as Master cupped her swaying breasts. Between the two, they guided her in the riding of Sir’s cock. She whimpered as they proved again how easily they could drive her out of her mind.

  “Shhh, slowly, sweetheart. Don’t rush this. Let me savor…” Grim kept his thrusts deep but gentle, causing the water to slosh around their bodies.

  “Shit.” She dropped her head forward, as Master reached between their bodies to toy with her clit.

  “Son of a….do it again, Master.” Grim seemed breathless all the sudden, and his hands had tightened around her wrists. “I can feel her tightening around me.”

  “I bet. But neither one of you are allowed to come until Analise satisfies my curiosity.” His hard tone cut through her need, and she gritted her teeth in frustration.

  “What…” She fought to control her breathing.

  His hand abandoned her clit to wrap around the base of Grim’s shaft. Grim muffled his groan against her shoulder, as their Master continued to speak. “Well, like how you knew where to find us, Analise. I wasn’t able to get a hold of you, and unless Grim is keeping something from me, he wasn’t either. So tell me, little girl, how did you find us?”

  She tried to focus on his question. “I…I thought Lena and Mason set it up. They gave me the driving instructions to their cabin.”

  “Really?” He thumbed one of her nipples. “Interesting, since you’re not in their cabin.”

  “Huh? What do you mean…” she cried out, as he tugged her nipple into his mouth. Sucking and nibbling on her, she was panting by the time he released her.

  “You’re at Grim and my cabin. Rather an interesting turn of events.” He wrapped her hand around his cock. “Stroke me.”

  “Yes, Master.” She obeyed, keeping her touch light and teasing as she’d learned he liked. “Yeah. I’ll have to talk to them when I get back…” She groaned as Grim bucked up under her, forcing more of his cock into her. “…about their directions….not that I’m complaining about ending up here…” she gasped as Liam moved, freeing himself from her grasp. A moment later, he fulfilled his earlier promise and squeezed her bobbing breasts around his shaft.

  A long groan escaped Liam, as he held her mounds snuggly against him and began to slide between her wet breasts.

  “Damn…that’s hot.” Grim hissed, his hips driving up harder. “To see him fucking your pretty little breasts.” He scored her neck with his teeth, and once more she went into overload, as her men made furious love to her in the water, thrusting in counter point until she was sure there was more water on the floor than in the tub - not that she cared at the moment. She was too consumed by her Master’s order to come, before he released his seed between the swells of her breasts.

  Gasping, she dipped her head and tried to lick the end of his erupting cock, as her sheath tightened down on Sir, rhythmically massaging him as she obeyed, her body shaking with her pleasure. She was just floating down when she felt Sir stiffen under her. Her orgasm obviously triggering
his own completion and she couldn’t be happier. They had both finally claimed her.

  Episode XI: The Surprises and the Play Party

  Part XXII: The Surprises

  Analise rubbed her palms on her thighs as she stared at herself in the full length mirror in her bedroom. Behind her on the bed, she could see Lena lounging on the bed. “Are you sure about this?” Analise gestured to the get-up she was wearing.

  Instead of the comfortable poet’s shirt and leggings she’d worn the last time she’d gone out with her Doms to Olivia’s, she was now decked out entirely in leather. From the shiny mini leather skirt with delicate fringe on the hem to the bustier-corset contraption Lena had stuffed her into, Analise looked like sex on a stick. Not only were her breasts uplifted by the demi-cups, but the top two-thirds of them were completely bare. Her newly pierced nipples were on display for everyone to see. Of course, Lena hadn’t stopped there. She’d also insisted that Analise don the sheer stockings with a sexy line running up the back of her legs, garters, and a barely-there thong. The high heels gracing her feet weren’t stilettos, but they still elevated her average height until she towered over her pint-sized friend.

  “Of course I’m sure, Ani. Your men are going to take one look at you in that get-up, snap a collar around your neck, and be proud to show you off at the play party.” Lena joined her at the mirror. “Girl, if I had your curves, I’d be showing them off all the time.” She smiled at Analise, while she met Analise’s eyes in the mirror. “Trust me on this.”

  Analise grumbled. “You mean like I trusted you last month, when you and Mason lent me your cabin?”

  Lena rolled her eyes. “It turned out good, didn’t it? Those men broke you in good, from what I hear.”

  Propping her hand on her hip, Analise glared at her friend, trying to ignore the memories her friend’s words triggered. She’d spent three days in a hedonistic daze, as Master and Sir had loved her until she’d barely been able to walk. But now wasn’t the time to be thinking of the pleasure they’d given her. At the moment, she needed to keep her mind on the conversation at hand. “You’re lucky I didn’t hunt you down for your part. You should’ve told me that Grim and Liam owned the property across the road from you and Mason. I took a wrong turn because I couldn’t read my own handwriting and ended up in their laps.” She tugged on the corset’s neckline once more. “That’s it! I’m changing.”

  “No, you’re not. I picked this outfit out with Liam and Grim in mind. So quit your bitching. You’ve been inseparable from them since you got back. So what if you needed a little helping hand. Besides it’s your own fault you ended up at their cabin instead of Mason’s.”

  “And you didn’t tip them off that I would be going up there?” Analise crossed her arms over her breasts, covering her still-tender nipples.

  Lena pretended to be affronted. “As if I would do such a thing.” Then a grin crossed her face. “That’s not to say, however, that I didn’t tell Mason to call a friend, and put a bug in their ear about your plans.”

  “You’re something else, Lena. Good thing, I love you.”

  Lena propped her hands on her hips and grinned. “Of course you love me. Now get your ass moving. Liam and Grim will be here any minute. You want to make sure you’re ready. Making your Doms wait is never a good thing.”

  Analise took another quick glance at the corset thing, its zipper running up the front to nestle between her breasts and the o-hooks running down either side. She had to admit it was sexy, but did she have the courage to wear it where others would be able to see it? Maybe it would be best if she changed? Maybe saving the outfit for a time when she was visiting the men at their home? She took a step towards her closet, as a brisk knock on her door filtered into the room. Her heart jumped and began to race. She couldn’t do this…she grabbed a pair of leggings and a tank top before dashing into the bathroom as Lena sighed.

  “You know you can’t hide in there forever, right?” Her friend asked as she moved to answer the door.

  “Watch me.” Standing in front of the sink, Analise kicked off her heels and was reaching for the leggings when the bathroom door opened. In its opening stood Liam, looking every inch a Dom, despite the fact he was wearing denim shorts and a polo shirt.

  “Lena headed back over to her place to check on Mason, but told me you were hiding in here…” Whatever else Liam was going to say, seemed to freeze in his throat, as he caught sight of her.

  As he devoured her getup with hungry eyes, his gaze lingering on her nipples, Analise stilled. She imagined he was remembering their trip to his favored piercer on Clark Street. Done while Grim was once more out of town, it was to be a surprise for her Sir tonight. Every nerve ending she had was focused on her Master and his reaction. A low rumble built in his chest before he spoke.

  “Damn, piccola. I’m gonna have my hands full keeping the other Doms off you.”

  She licked her lips. “I can change…”

  “Like hell you will.” Grim appeared behind Liam. “You got your nipples pierced.” His gaze met hers in the mirror. “Damn, baby, you don’t know how hard that makes me, knowing you now match me.” He moved closer until his chin was resting on Liam’s shoulder. “In fact…do we have time, Master?” The lust in Grim’s eyes was so potent, she was sure his erection was pressing against Master’s ass - if she could have seen that part of his body.

  Her cheeks heated, from arousal or embarrassment she wasn’t sure. Her men seemed to love the outfit, but after a glimpse of what they were wearing, she felt decidedly overdressed. Perhaps she shouldn’t have listened to Lena.

  “No. But if you’re good, I’ll let you play with her on the ride over to the play-party, inamorato.” Liam stepped inside the bathroom, took the leggings from her, and tossed them on the back of the commode. “It’s time to leave.” Holding her arm, he nodded at her to step back into the black heels she’d just removed. “We don’t want to be late.”

  “But…” Easing back into her heels, she tried to reason with him. A panic built inside her, at the idea he was going to walk her out of her apartment, just the way she was. Her neighbors would see and gossip. Or possibly call the cops.

  “But nothing, Analise.” Liam brushed a kiss across her forehead. “You look stunning - a sub any master would be proud to own.” As he tugged her into the hall, he took the lightweight cotton beach wrap she had hanging off the back of the door. “This will do fine.” Arranging the colorful folds around her, he effectively covered her breasts, while still accenting the dark hose and mini skirt she was wearing. Passing the mirror in the hall, she caught a glimpse of herself. She actually looked good.

  “You shouldn’t doubt me, Analise.” Liam whispered in her ear. “I’d never do anything which could potentially hurt you.” He nuzzled her neck. “But all bets are off when we arrive at Dom’s. I expect you to stand tall and be proud of not only your body, but the symbols which adorn them.” He brushed his fingers over her tender nipples. “They are beautiful. Thank you, Analise, for indulging me.”

  “Of course, Master.” She whimpered as he lightly flicked the rings. Behind them, Grim growled in his throat.

  “I need…please?” Grim was suddenly in front of them, his hands reaching for the folds of the cover-up, his intent obvious. He wanted to touch.

  “You do it, you’re going to have to pay the penalty, Grimwell.” Liam’s voice was stern.

  “How many?” Grim didn’t bother to look up at Liam, his eyes fastened on her breasts with such intensity, she found herself hoping the punishment for disobeying Liam wasn’t more than Grim wanted to pay. She needed to feel his hands against her sensitive nipples nearly as much as he wanted to touch. It’d been too long since he’d last caressed her.

  “Six.” The finality in Liam’s tone registered and disappointment washed over her. “In front of the Doms present at the party.”

  She’d seen her Sir restrain himself at the mention of anything over three strokes from Master’s crop. He managed to pull bac
k before entering me because Master said he’d get four for disobeying. If he wouldn’t fuck her at the threat of four, then he sure as hell wouldn’t chance six for merely touching. But she hadn’t factored in Sir’s kinky need for exhibitionism.

  “I’ll pay, Master.” His voice was like gravel as he pushed aside the wrap and exposed her breasts to his gaze. Cupping her breasts as if they were precious treasure, he pressed a kiss across the top of each swell. “An emerald for Master, and a sapphire for me?” His eyes met hers, referring to the small stones hanging from the tiny hoops adorning her nipples.

  “Yes, Sir.” She gasped as his thumbs grazed the tips of her breasts. They immediate tightened. While tender, they weren’t as sore as they had been - the sea salt and water that the piercer had suggested had worked wonders. Grim leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against each ring before straightening. Over her shoulder, he met Liam’s stern gaze.

  “Thank you, Master, for indulging me.” Then Grim stepped back and carefully rearranged the cover up. “If you’ll excuse me for a moment.” Then he darted into her bathroom.

  “No jerking off in there, Grim.” Liam called after his sub. Then he turned back to her. “Not that the boy will listen.” He sighed.

  “I’m confused, Master.” She glanced at the closed bathroom door. “Why would he…”

  “Willingly disobey me?” Liam wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “It’s a combination of things, I suspect. Usually it means he wants my attention, which wouldn’t be shocking since he just got back from another damned business trip.”

  Her heart sank, but she understood the reasoning behind Grim’s actions. It had nothing to do with her specifically, just his need for attention from Liam. Perhaps even a bit of jealousy, she imagined, since she’d been staying with Liam during Grim’s absence. She’d been sleeping in their Master’s arms, while he had nothing but a cold hotel pillow to snuggle.

  “However, this time I think that it’s more than just wanting my attention. He’s missed you.”