Graham, Jan - Finding Angel [Wylde Shore] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Graham, Jan

  “The woman is infuriating.” Max did not sound as calm as he had when Daniel had spoken to him previously. “If you don’t give her a bloody good spanking when you meet her, then I will.” Daniel laughed into the phone. He rarely heard Max get flustered over a sub.

  “I intend to spank her, Max, don’t worry about that.” Daniel smiled at Christian, who had turned to listen to Daniel’s end of the conversation.

  “Anyway, she said she thought that both you and Christian seemed like lovely men, she thanked me for thinking of her and recommending the two of you for her, but she doesn’t do setups. Apparently she thinks that would be too stressful, like standing half naked in a club environment isn’t.” Max continued to grumble, saying the best he could get out of Angel was to agree to come to Miss D’s birthday party, but that wouldn’t be for about eight weeks. Daniel wasn’t happy with that time frame but was beginning to fear Christian and he may have no choice but to wait. It suddenly occurred to Daniel that Max was no longer placing a description in front of Angel’s name. He was now simply referring to her as Angel. Feeling slightly foolish, Daniel realised that Angel must actually be their woman’s name.

  “So, Max, her name is—” Max cut Daniel’s question off.

  “Wylde, Angel Wylde. And let me tell you she can be both wild and an Angel.” Max laughed. “You’ll need all the luck you can get catching this one, young man.” Almost as an afterthought, Max threw in the best news Daniel had heard all day. Max had given Angel their home phone number.

  “Excellent, we’ll expect her call.” Daniel smiled, flipping his phone closed. “She’s going to call us,” he said to Christian. “She is making a cup of tea and has promised Max she will ring. Oh, and Max doesn’t just call her Angel as a term of endearment. That’s actually her name, Angel Wylde.”

  “Cool. Angel…I like it…suits her perfectly.” Christian put down his paintbrush and wiped his hands. “So coffee and a chat it is, then. What else did she say to Max?” Christian asked as he strode down the hall toward the kitchen.

  Daniel followed Christian into the kitchen, filling him in on the conversation before grabbing the house phone and placing it on the breakfast bar.

  “I hope she actually rings and wasn’t just blowing Max off.”

  “Pick a different turn of phrase, will you, bro? I don’t want to have a picture in my head of Angel blowing anyone except you or me.” Christian raised a sarcastic eyebrow as he spoke then went back to making coffee while Daniel stared at the phone.

  “Well, it’s not the perfect start, but a phone call is better than nothing.” Christian placed the coffee on the counter, sat down on one of the tall barstools, and joined Daniel staring at the phone. He reached out as soon as it rang, only to have Daniel grab his hand before he could hit the speaker phone button.

  “Let it ring a couple of times. I know we’re desperate, but Angel doesn’t need to know that,” Daniel stated and then released Christian’s hand so he could now accept the call.

  “Hello,” Christian said with a huge smile on his face.

  “Hello, this is Angel. Is that Christian or Daniel?” Angel asked quietly. Daniel wondered why she was speaking so quietly, it almost sounded like a whisper.

  “This is Christian, but Daniel’s here as well. We have you on speaker phone. Is that okay with you?”

  Daniel thought her voice sounded like honey. It was soft and warm, and just hearing her again made his cock react in delight.

  “Oh, okay, speaker is fine. Hello, Daniel.” Angel sounded a little unsure as she spoke.

  “Hello, Angel.” Daniel greeted her. “You sound a little nervous. Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

  “Yes, it’s fine. I’m not used to having a conversation with two men on the phone. I was worried I might confuse the two of you. But I remember now that your voice is deeper than Christian’s. I should be able to keep track of who’s who.” Angel paused for a brief moment. They heard her take a deep breath as she continued. “Max said I should ring you and explain why I’m being such a little bitch about meeting you…his words not mine.”

  “Well, Max shouldn’t have said that to you, and there is no pressure to meet us at all. As I said when Christian and I spoke to you at the club, we would just like to get to know you.” Daniel frowned, wondering what the fuck Max had said to her. “Max can be a bully sometimes. I’m sorry if he upset you.”

  “We like you, Angel. It’s as simple as that, and when Max said he knew you, we thought you might feel more comfortable being introduced by a friend rather than being approached in a club.” Christian’s answer received a nod of agreement from Daniel. Neither of them wanted Angel to think they were trying to force her into anything. “So we are glad you called, even if Max did goad you into it.”

  “Max doesn’t bully me, so don’t worry about him, and I wouldn’t have called if I didn’t want to speak with the two of you again. It’s just that I’m going through a bit of stuff at the moment, and as I explained to De and Max, it’s not a good time for me to start anything. I’m hoping to be more settled by De’s birthday in a few months.” Both men heard the nervous tremble in her voice as Angel spoke.

  “Max told us you were newly single. How long have you been separated?” Daniel wasn’t sure she would answer, but he was going to ask as much as he could before she hung up.

  “Max has a big mouth. He shouldn’t have told you anything. Anyway, he doesn’t know what happened. I never told him. What else did he tell you…no wait, maybe I don’t want to know?” Angel didn’t sound annoyed. Daniel wasn’t sure what tone her voice had to it. If he could see the expression on her face though, he would probably call her tone flippant. He also noted that she had not replied to his question about how long she’d been single.

  “Oh, you want to know,” Christian piped in. “Apparently you are a gem with a beautiful arse that’s lovely to spank. By the way, I’m not happy that Max has spanked your arse. He also said you can be a bit reckless at times…especially when you’re horny.” Angel giggled, which only encouraged Christian. “So, I don’t know about Daniel, but I intend to try and make you horny just so I can see how reckless you get with me.”

  “And what do you intend to do, Daniel?” She was still laughing from Christian’s response.

  “Oh, I intend to spank your beautiful arse.” Daniel grinned, feeling his cock swell in his jeans. She had the most beautiful laugh, and he could see her in his mind. Laughing like she had at the club, her face lit with joy and her eyes sparkling. “So when do you think you might like to get reckless with Christian and spanked by me?”

  “Boy! So much for ‘we just want to get to know you.’ I think you both just want to corrupt me.” Angel’s voice was flirty. “Next thing you’ll ask me what I’m wearing.”

  Daniel glanced at Christian, who nodded his agreement. “So what are you wearing, Angel?” they both asked at the same time.

  “Predictable, totally predictable, gentlemen,” Angel said, sounding significantly more relaxed than she initially had.

  “Seriously, Angel,” Christian said. “The truth is we want to do both. We want to get to know you and corrupt you. We’re Doms for God’s sake, we excel in corrupting a willing submissive. But I promise we will do both with respect for you and for what suits you.”

  “This whole thing, whatever it turns out to be, can go as fast or slow as you want,” Daniel added. “And whatever happens, I promise you that you won’t be left hurt or regretting getting to know us.”

  “I’m sure you are both lovely, and I would like to know you more. But I can’t do that at the moment. Please don’t rush me.” Angel sounded uncertain of her words. “No, maybe it’s not a good idea at all…I can’t make promises, and asking you to be patient when I’m not even sure if I can do this is unfair. I just don’t know what’s going to happen.”

  “None of us knows what will happen. But that doesn’t mean we can’t try each other on for size and see where it takes us.” Daniel wasn’t s
ure if his words were helping or hindering.

  “What about this?” Christian stated, “You have our phone number, think about whether you want to get to know us just as two friends. Nothing else, just friends, and then call back and let us know your answer. If you decide yes, then Daniel and I will make time to chat on the phone with you, individually and together, so you can get to know more about us. And, we can get to know you better as well. How does that sound?”

  There was a long silence before Angel spoke. “Okay, I’ll think about it and ring you back.”

  “But, Angel, you need to call us either way. Whether it’s a yes or no, we expect a call within twenty-four hours,” Daniel said firmly.

  “I understand, Daniel, I will ring either way.” Angel’s voice carried a tone of sincerity, and Daniel knew she would do just as he had asked.

  Hearing the call disconnect had them both sitting silently in thought. Daniel knew that once she agreed to place herself in his and Christian’s hands she would make the most amazing submissive they had ever had. He wasn’t sure how he knew it, but he believed it to be true, just as he had been confident they would meet her again. All they had to do was be a little patient and ease her through whatever reservations she was experiencing. As he stood to make another coffee, Christian broke the silence that had consumed them since Angel’s call.

  “This may turn out to be harder than we thought. She’s definitely interested, but something is holding her back. It’s like she’s scared of something. Unless we know what it is that’s scaring her, we can’t rectify it.”

  “I know,” Daniel agreed. “She’s definitely a woman that could be easily spooked.”

  Angel had carried the phone outside and was sitting on the back steps in the sun while she spoke with Christian and Daniel. She was still not sure how sensitive the police bugs inside her house were but she assumed they wouldn’t hear a conversation she had conducted on her back steps.

  As Angel wandered back inside and flopped herself down on the sofa, she mulled the conversation with Christian and Daniel over in her head. She was surprised that her body was tingling and she felt more alive than she had in years. Angel didn’t really understand how two men could have such an impact on her. She thought of the first time she had seen them, looking down on her from the window at the club. Even from a distance, their stares had been intense, causing her body to shiver and her pussy to grow moist. The conversation she had just participated in made her body react exactly the same way. She laughed at Christian’s tease to make her horny. If only he knew he had already achieved that just by talking to her. At the club he had excited her simply by the way he looked at her with those brown eyes that she wanted to melt into. She imagined him touching her body and felt her pussy ache at the mere suggestion of her mind. Angel wanted Daniel to spank her. His firm controlled instruction to call within a day made her want him to demand more of her. She imagined him instructing her on exactly how to please him sexually, telling her to bend over and present herself to him before she felt his hand connecting with her arse in a firm spank. Angel wanted to kneel before them and obey both of these gorgeous men in every way.

  Angel spread her legs and slid her hand into her pants. She could smell her arousal. As her fingers ran over her pussy lips, she smiled at how wet she had become. She let her fingers slip down toward her hole and fingered it gently. It was open, ready to receive their cocks. How she wished she had them with her. She ran her fingers up her wet slit and found her swollen clit. Angel sighed, feeling a jolt of pleasure as her fingers began to caress the little bundle of nerves. Her fingers circled the pleasure zone, and she moaned softly, imagining Christian playing with her. Her wetness increased, and her cunt started to pulse, eliciting another moan from her lips. Angel could feel her nipples rubbing against the T-shirt she wore and slipped her free hand up underneath it to find the hard points. She continued to circle her clit as she pinched one nipple, squeezing it hard between her fingers. Squeezing and releasing her nipple started the muscles contracting in her cunt as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. She rolled the hard nub between her fingers, wishing she had put nipple clamps on before she had begun to touch herself.

  Angel loved the feeling of being on the edge of release. The conflict of never wanting the feeling to end but needing to come was amazing. A good Dom could make her beg to be allowed to take that step over the edge, to finally come. Angel imagined Daniel staring down at her denying her the final release she desired. He would tease her, bringing her to the point of coming and then ease the pressure of his fingers on her clit, relieving the urgency to come. Then he would repeat the process, driving her to the edge of insanity. Angel pushed down on her clit, rubbing it quickly and forcefully, flicking it from side to side, finally bringing herself to climax. She let out a small cry as her body shuddered before slumping back on the couch.

  Angel smiled wryly as she thought of the listening devices in her house. What would whoever was listening make of her soft little release? And did the fact she had just quietly gotten herself off knowing someone else was listening make her an exhibitionist? Angel wondered at her need for privacy to make her earlier phone call, but no desire to protect herself from listening devices while she orgasmed. Maybe she really did have a lack of concern for herself and placed the privacy of two strange but nice men above her own need. Either that or she was just stupid.

  As Angel headed to the bathroom to run a bath, she heard her mobile signal. She’d received a message. Ignoring the text, she poured bubbles into the water and stripped. As she soaked in the warm luxury of her bath, she contemplated what her answer should be in relation to the brothers. Realistically, she knew her life was too complex and too dangerous at the moment to involve anyone else in it. Angel also knew she needed sex but nothing permanent. Given her behaviour with Adrian Hastings, she needed to ensure she wouldn’t make a mistake like that again. And she was definitely in no position to offer her submission to anyone. Submission, for her, was a commitment. It involved total surrender to another person. Submission for Angel meant unbridled honesty and trust with a Dom, who in turn would take care of and assist to handle any difficulties their sub might encounter in life. Angel could not take her current situation to anyone and lay that down at their feet. How would someone she barely knew be expected to work out a solution for her current mess? It wasn’t practical or realistic to even suggest it.

  For God’s sake, even the police couldn’t seem to find a solution to the Hastings family. And with the distinct possibility of death hanging over her head, Angel could not justify allowing Christian and Daniel to become involved in that.

  Angel emptied the bath, dried herself off, and put on her robe. It was starting to get dark outside as Angel dialled the local pizza house and ordered her favourite dinner. Supreme Pizza, with extra bacon and pepperoni, minus the anchovies… Hairy, salty fish did nothing for Angel’s palate. After hanging up, Angel reached for her mobile to check her messages. No caller ID was displayed, which she thought odd. To Angel’s surprise, there were actually two messages from the same number. As she read the messages her heart sank.

  The storage facility didn’t have anything in it. Must have been on old receipt that you found. Still need the ledger. You have two weeks. Ring me when you find it.

  Acknowledge my last message, bitch.

  Angel hit call rather than sending a reply text. How dare Adrian call her a bitch. It didn’t seem polite after having had sex with him. Angel smiled. He deserved for the police to hear she had received a message from him if he was going to call her names. Angel laughed. Maybe the fact that she wanted to punish him for name-calling did actually make her a bitch.

  “What?” Adrian snapped when he answered the phone.

  “Hello, Adrian. It’s Angel. Thanks for the text messages. I don’t know where the ledger is, but I promise I will have another look for it.” Angel was polite as she spoke. After all, there was no need to be nasty if she didn’t need to be.

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��Find it, and don’t ring again until you do.” Adrian was gone before Angel could get out another word.

  “How rude,” Angel spoke quietly to herself as she flicked on the TV and began to ponder her options. She saved the number under Adrian’s name. At least he wouldn’t catch her by surprise if he rang again.

  She had looked everywhere for the ledger. It wasn’t in the house, and Angel had no idea where it could be. She contemplated calling Steve and asking if the police had found it. Surely they would have told her if they had. They knew she needed it or at least needed to know if it was still missing. As she sat in front of the mindless drivel spewing from her TV, Angel had an epiphany. The garage, she hadn’t cleaned out the garage.

  Angel dragged herself out of her thoughts when she heard her front gate squeak open. As she glanced at the clock, she realised she’d been sitting thinking for nearly forty minutes which could only mean one thing…pizza time. She opened the front door ready to hand over her money and claim her dinner, only to discover there was a new delivery man in the area. Steve stood at the door, smiling and holding her pizza.

  “Oh fuck,” Angel swore as she walked away from the door. Steve let himself in and carried the super-sized pizza out into the kitchen.