Great Celestial Balls of Fire [Celestial Nights 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Rebecca Joyce

  Walking up behind him and placing his gear in the bed of the truck, Blaze said, “We better get her over to the hotel,”

  “Yeah,” Ashe muttered, gathering her into his arms as he carried her over to the hotel. She weighed nothing, yet the feel of her in his arms was more than he could take. He could have lost her tonight, and that thought rocked him to his core. He couldn’t imagine a world without Rayne Meyer in it. His girl was special, and though she wasn’t ready to accept it yet, she needed a protector, or two.

  “What do you want to do with her?” Blaze asked, walking beside him.

  “Oh, I want to paddle her ass until it’s raw, but I’m too tired.”

  “I’ve got an idea.” Blaze smiled mischievously.

  “Oh yeah?” Ashe smiled. “Whatever it is, count me in.”

  Chapter Ten

  Blaze walked in ahead of Ashe, moving quietly and quickly toward the large bed. He stepped aside, letting Ashe lay Rayne down on the soft fluffy bed, as he went to remove her shoes. Everything about her was small and delicate right down to her tiny, dainty feet. He was still unsure how things were going to play out in the morning, and wanted desperately to wake her and settle everything now, but his heart melted looking at her sleeping so peacefully.

  “I need to shower and so do you.”

  Blaze nodded and whispered, “Give me two minutes.” Sitting beside her, Blaze gently touched her cheek. She moaned, and moved into his touch. “I love you, my little fire starter.”

  He managed to pull himself off the bed, gravity doing its best to pull him right back down to her. The magnetic pull was strong, and it took what strength he had left to step away from her, when all he wanted was to wrap his arms around her and keep her safe.

  Lazily, almost in a trance, Blaze pulled off his clothes and walked naked into the bathroom, heading for the shower. Opening the door, he heard the water running as steam filled the spacious room. Walking toward the shower, Blaze felt as though some other power was controlling him. It was surreal, almost as if his actions were predestined, and he was just playing them out. When he reached the shower, his heart pounded heavily as his hand inched closer to the curtain, trembling.

  The curtain was flung open, and there he stood, his best friend, his lover in all his glory, and his jaw dropped. He’d seen Ashe naked plenty of times since they’d been together, but never like this. Blaze had to admit that he had a little bit of a shower fetish, and seeing that hot water glide down his perfect body, glistening in the light, was almost too much to behold.

  “Good, your mouth is already open,” Ashe said, grabbing him roughly as he pulled him into the shower, closing the curtain behind him. Blaze felt the water wash away the residue from the fire as Ashe aggressively manhandled his ass with both hands. Blaze felt his cock twitch as Ashe’s growling baritone whispered in his ear. “Right now, this ass belongs to me.”

  Panting, Blaze felt every beat of his heart in his throat and in the throbbing of his dick, and nodded. “Always.”

  Ashe pushed him roughly against the shower wall as their lips met. This kiss had a more dangerous edge to it than the one they had shared many times before. Blaze liked it, almost as much as he liked asserting his dominance over Ashe.

  Ashe’s hands held his pinned to the wall. Blaze wanted desperately to reach down and grab his lover’s dick, but he couldn’t. He was turned on and wanted Ashe desperately, but he couldn’t get the woman sleeping in the next room out of his head. It almost felt wrong to be in the shower with Ashe, without her. Oh, Blaze knew it wasn’t but for some reason he needed to make sure everything was okay between the three of him. His life was in a stalemate, and the thought of moving forward without clear definitive answers churned his gut.

  Ashe broke the kiss, and pulled slightly back, his beautiful ice-blue eyes staring at him.

  “Stop it.”

  “Stop what?” Blaze whispered.

  “Thinking. Everything will be fine. She is safe and sleeping in the next room. We can talk when she wakes up, and if we don’t like what she has to say, we can fuck her into compliance.”

  “Is that your answer to everything?”

  “Fucking?” Ashe asked, and then grinned. “The question is…why isn’t it for you?”

  Blaze smiled. “I’m just afraid.”

  “You,” Ashe replied, shocked. “Blaze, you’ve never been afraid a day in your life.”

  “I know, but opening myself up to her and then having her reject me didn’t feel good. Then to top it all off, when I saw that explosion, I thought I’d lost her forever. She scared the shit out of me tonight, Ashe, and I’m just having a hard time processing it all.”

  “I know. I feel the same way,” Ashe replied solemnly, letting go of Blaze’s hands. “But right now, at this moment, you belong to me.”

  Blaze rubbed his wrists gingerly. His fingers had started to fall asleep. Ashe placed his hands on Blaze’s shoulders and spun him quickly around so that he was facing the wall. Blaze was just able to throw up his arms in time to catch himself. Blaze found himself with his hands pressed up against the red-and-yellow ceramic tile, and his ass unmistakably pressing backward onto Ashe’s beautiful, meaty cock.

  “Time to clear your mind,” Ashe said as he began slightly thrusting his hips, his cock moving up and down the crack of Blaze’s ass, the water lubricating everything. Ashe’s lips found their way right next to his ear, and he whispered, “Right now, your sole purpose is to provide me pleasure. You will suck my cock. You will worship it. If you are lucky enough, I’ll fuck you with it.”

  Blaze felt him pressing at his asshole, and closed his eyes again, his breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps. With one fluid motion, Ashe slammed his hips forward and buried his cock deep. Blaze let out a long, deep moan, grinding his ass back onto Ashe’s hips. He could feel Ashe twitching inside him, throbbing. Blaze had always loved the feeling of having Ashe inside of him, but this time it was more.

  “You’d better hold onto something, baby, cause I have a lot of pent up frustration, and I plan on taking it all out on you.”

  “God yes,” Blaze growled. “Use me, take what you need.”

  Blaze silently grabbed hold of the towel rod as Ashe immediately began to fuck him like a man possessed. Ashe’s swinging, heavy balls slapped against Blaze’s ass over and over again as Ashe fucked him like an animal in heat.

  The distinctive sounds of flesh slapping flesh were heard loudly as Ashe used Blaze’s body vigorously and dominantly. Ashe gripped Blaze’s hips with both hands tightly as he pistoned in and out of him. “Goddamn, Blaze, I’ve never heard anyone moan like you. You love my cock, don’t you?”

  Blaze moaned his response.

  “Good. Because you’re going to get a lot of it.”

  Ashe was done playing now, and he picked up an intense, fast pace. Ashe had never fucked Blaze this hard, yet he loved every second of it.

  “Beg for my cum, baby.” Ashe grunted. “Tell me you want it.”

  By some divine miracle, Blaze summoned the power to speak. “Fuck yes, baby, fuck my ass. Shoot your fucking cum inside my hole.” Ashe growled and slammed all the way into him, crushing him against the wall, completely impaling his manhood into him. Blaze smiled as Ashe let out an animalistic cry as Blaze felt Ashe’s warm seed spilling deep into him.

  Blaze stood there for a moment, panting, frozen in place. The sounds of the water running came back and startled him when he realized that he had been oblivious to it. Ashe slowly, gently withdrew his cock from him, and with a light pop, the head of Ashe’s dick slowly slid out of Blaze’s ass.

  Blaze turned around to face him, and the expression on Ashe’s face made his heart soar. Ashe was content, happy, and for some goofy reason he was, too. Blaze opened his arms and didn’t have to wait for Ashe to embrace him. This was right, felt right, and Blaze knew with Ashe beside him, he was safe, loved, accepted, and always would be.

  “You know, Ashe, there is another side to us that still needs to be a
ddressed.”

  Ashe looked at him and winked. “I was wondering when you’d get to that part.”

  Ashe reached back and shut the water off, grabbing a towel off the rack. “Let’s go back to the room. I have the feeling there’s a lot we’re going to need to teach her.”

  * * * *

  Rayne stretched, yawning as she felt the soft silky sheets under her. Her head lay upon a bolster of fluffy wonderfulness and she smiled, feeling content and comfortable. Opening her eyes, she took in the marvel of the wondrous room before her. She had seen this room before, but never once had the courage to ask Moon Goddess if she could sleep in it. The room was her dream, her fantasy, all her erotic thoughts wrapped into one delicious, elicit space.

  From the red shag carpeting to the red velvet walls, the room was sin and sex all wrapped into one. A nice fire burned in the fireplace in the corner, highlighting the brilliant gold chandelier above as the sparkly prism shadowed the walls in beautiful colors. Slowly sitting up, Rayne took in the solid metal bed with vines wrapping their way up the post at each end. Above her, hanging like wildfire, was shimmering sheer yellow and red drapes, each tied to the posts. The bed itself was red satin, silky and smooth.

  Smiling, Rayne gently ran her hands over the expensive bedding, not seeing Blaze and Ashe as they both walked naked out of the bathroom.

  “You’re beautiful,” she heard Blaze say.

  Turning to him, she grinned and replied, “Thank you. You look good yourself.”

  “Are you ready?” he asked, moving toward the bed.

  As he sat down next to her, she asked, “For what?”

  “To be punished, my love,” Ashe replied, sitting down on her other side.

  “What?” she asked, unsure she heard him correctly as Blaze ran his fingers up and down her arm.

  “I really do love your ass, Rayne,” he said, slowly unbuttoning her shirt. “It’s so full and bouncy.”

  “Um…thank you.”

  “To bad it’s not going to look the same in the morning.”

  “Huh?”

  “Rayne,” Blaze said to her in a very low, gravely tone that instantly got her panties wet.

  “Yes?” She breathed heavily, looking up at him.

  “You know you need to be punished for what you did, don’t you?”

  “No,” she whispered.

  “You set fire to the station, baby, and for that Ashe and I need to reeducate you on how to start a controlled fire of that magnitude. We’re going to enflame you so much, baby, you’re gonna be begging us to douse your flames.”

  Before she could formulate a response, Blaze flipped her over onto her stomach, gripping her hair in a tight fist as he shoved her back down into the pillows. With his free hand, he caressed her skin as Ashe swiftly removed her clothes, his nails dragging, leaving reddened welts along the curve of her ass.

  Rayne could feel the heat from Ashe’s body as he leaned over her, naked. The wet nakedness of his firm, muscular body slid seductively across her thighs as he thrust his knee between them, spreading her legs apart. His breath was warm against her neck.

  “You're so wet, baby,” he whispered, sliding his fingers down over her ass as he pressed first one, then two fingers into her. Rayne moaned as his thumb flicked over her clit. Blaze let go of her hair and she pushed herself up onto her elbows and breathed deeply.

  “I want you to fuck me.” She moaned, gasping slightly as Ashe twisted his fingers in her pussy. Ashe just laughed quietly as he added a third finger. His fingers were fucking her deeper and deeper, his thumb strumming her clit like it was a fine-tuned instrument. Rayne rotated her hips, panting desperately, wanting more.

  “Oh, we plan on doing a lot more than fucking you tonight, our little fire starter. Tonight, we are claiming you, but first we have to get this punishment out of the way.”

  “But I didn’t do anything wrong!”

  Blaze smirked as he lay against the pillows, watching. “She still doesn’t understand. Ashe, why don’t you show her?”

  “With pleasure,” Ashe growled as Rayne rolled her hips and ground back into him, hoping to entice him into doing exactly what she wanted. Only he laughed, and Rayne yelped as Ashe’s hand slapped hard against her ass several times in rapid succession, a quick sting that subsided to a dull throb. His thumb slid over her clit again, and Rayne clenched around his fingers, the pleasure of him touching her versus the stinging pain of the slap on her ass bringing her that much closer to coming. She was so close, as her body began to shake.

  Ashe pulled his fingers away swiftly, leaving her aching and empty as he leaned over her to slide his fingers into Blaze’s mouth. She watched in awe as Blaze moaned, licking her juices off Ashe’s fingers, his voice low and rough with desire. When Blaze was done, he smiled, and said, “I bet she would love the taste of herself on your cock, Ashe.”

  “I think you may be right, Blaze.”

  Ashe slowly moved back on the bed as he turned her to lie on her back in front of him. Rayne rolled over, and watched Ashe from under her lashes as he grinned wickedly, kneeling over her, nipping lightly at her jaw before kissing her. He took control immediately, thrusting his tongue between her lips, tangling his hands in her hair. Rayne arched up against him into the kiss, clinging to his heavenly body. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her tongue dueling with his as he deepened the kiss. All Rayne could think of was how badly she wanted his cock in her, and she moaned into his mouth, so hot and wet. She curled a leg up around his waist, rubbing wantonly against him, hoping to entice him further.

  Ashe was breathing raggedly when he pulled away from her, as Rayne admired his erection, sliding her hand down his chest to wrap around his cock. Ashe let her play for a moment, watching her from hooded eyes as she jerked her hand slowly up and down his shaft with a corkscrew motion. But before she could even get started, Ashe took her wrist and pinned it above her head, pausing a moment to pinch her nipples with his free hand.

  “Stay,” he ordered, letting go of her hand.

  Obediently, Rayne stayed still as Ashe moved her other hand so that her arms were stretched out above her head. Her hips moved restlessly as she waited for him to do something, anything. When Ashe turned away and leaned over the bed, she didn’t know what he was going to do, but when he sat back up, holding a braid of rope in each hand, Rayne gasped. She could feel herself pale, but remained silent as he settled back onto the bed, tying her wrists together slowly, giving her the chance to protest, to say no.

  She didn’t.

  Ashe secured the remaining rope to the headboard, and then moved down her body. He paused, licking and biting her nipples, kissing his way down to her belly, then to the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, her knees, and the arch of each foot. He tied each ankle, spreading her legs as far apart as they’d go, and then sat back on his heels between her legs. A slow smile of satisfaction spread across his lips.

  “Tell me what you want,” he asked, stretching out over her, holding himself inches above her. Rayne could feel the heat of his body, his knees pressing against the inside of her thighs, as her nipples tightened to hard little points.

  He voice faltered, and she blushed, lowering her lashes in embarrassment. She always hated being put on the spot, but this time for some reason she didn’t mind. She felt free, seductive, and somehow in control, but mainly with him looking at her as if he was about to devour her. She could feel the wetness between her legs, her heat uncurling low in her stomach as her skin prickled at the heightened awareness of everything around her. She shifted beneath him, her hips lifting almost of their own accord.

  Ashe leaned down, forehead to forehead with her, his lips against hers and growled, “Tell me.”

  Playfully, Rayne stuck her tongue out to lick at his lips, tracing the outline of his smile.

  “I want you to fuck me,” she said breathlessly.

  “Sounds fun, what else?”

  Rayne groaned raggedly, closing her eyes. Her voice was soft, hesitant, as s
he began the torture of convincing him to fuck her.

  “I want your cock hard and fast inside of me. I want you to make me your dirty little play toy. I want you to make me come all over you, until I beg you to stop. I want you to fuck my mouth, make me choke and gag on your thick cock. I want to taste myself on you. I want your cum, hot, sticky, all over me.”

  “Son of a bitch.” Blaze groaned as if in pain.

  Ashe laughed as his hands kneaded the pale flesh of her breasts, twisting her nipples. “Apparently our little fire starter likes to talk dirty. Please, continue.”

  “Punish me,” Rayne purred. “Teach me a lesson, Ashe. Spank my ass until it’s red, and then pin me down under you and fuck me hard. Show me what happens to little bad girls.”

  With one thrust, Ashe pushed the way inside of her, filling her completely. His cock stretched her cunt with the sudden invasion, even though she was wet and ready for him. If there was pain, she didn’t feel anything. He pulled out a little, seeming to enjoy her helpless moans, and then slammed deep inside of her again.

  “Oh fuck,” he growled, biting her neck as he pulled on her hair. Rayne reveled in the feel of his hard, swollen cock moving against her slick walls, skin against skin, in the helplessness of being tied beneath him, barely able to move. She had always wondered what it would be like to be helpless, at the mercy of a crazed man in the throes of lust, and now she knew. It felt fan-fucking-tastic. The idea of just feeling, enjoying the man above her as he pleasured and used her body at his convenience, was more than she could handle.

  “Ashe.” She gasped as he ravaged her body, slamming into her as hard as he could. Rayne writhed under him, feeling his cock so tight and deep, driving all the way in as Ashe dominated her body with his powerful thrusts.