by Melody Anne
“It’s definitely my turn now,” Dalton said, suddenly standing next to Darcy, right in front of Elena. All worries were instantly swept from her mind as Dalton put his arms around her and pressed his lips to hers.
He quickly pushed his tongue inside her mouth and pulled her forward on the bed so she could feel the power of his erection pressing against her. She could feel how hard he was, and it was like adding fuel to the fire simmering inside her.
A single hungry look from him sent her world spinning. When he touched her she was out of control. She was panting by the time he pulled back.
Before she had time to think about what was happening, Darcy was there, and they were once again kissing. Elena felt wetness saturating her sheer panties. She wasn’t going to be able to hide anything from them. Soon they would know how excited she was. Even being horrified by the situation didn’t stop her body from responding to the caresses of two sets of hands trailing across her.
As Darcy continued to kiss her, the woman slipped a hand beneath Elena’s shirt and started to rub her nipples. Elena couldn’t hold in the cry of pleasure at the feel of those fingers caressing her.
It barely registered when Darcy broke their kiss long enough for Dalton to remove her shirt. He sat behind her, cradling her close to his naked chest as he kissed and bit along her neck and undid the front clasp of her bra.
Darcy pulled the bra free while trailing her lips down the slope of Elena’s neck until she reached the sensitive buds that were begging to be sucked. Darcy took the hardened nipple into her mouth and gently bit down on it before soothing the sting with her tongue.
Dalton slid sideways around the side of her and leaned down, taking in her other nipple, devouring it before he shifted again, side by side with Darcy as he pushed Elena flat on the bed, leaving her between the two of them.
Darcy brought her lips to Elena’s and the kiss deepened, going in a new direction with Dalton’s lips around her nipple and Darcy devouring her mouth. Elena tried to fight the sensations in her body, but almost as if they knew, they both pushed back, making her want even more.
Elena felt Dalton’s hands around the waistband of her shorts and then the warm air touching her bare skin. She could not breathe; her body was on fire.
There was a tugging on her feet, and she felt the restraints attach to her ankles before Dalton secured one leg and then the other to the posts on the bed, spreading her wide open to both of them.
That knowledge tampered her desire a bit. Darcy grasped one wrist and tied it; Dalton, at the front of the bed, quickly secured her arm. Then the two of them secured her other arm and stood, looking down at her.
“I think you’re right, Darcy. She really is enjoying this. I don’t know if I want her to have this much fun,” Dalton said as he looked analytically at Elena.
“Remember what we spoke about,” Darcy purred as she ran her red nails along his chest.
“I don’t like this pull she has over me,” Dalton grumbled.
“Shh, baby, the pull is good. It’s what makes life worth living,” Darcy told him as she stretched up, wrapping her hands behind his neck.
Elena’s gut clenched when the sophisticated woman connected her lips to Dalton’s and the two of them shared an impassionate embrace, Dalton’s hands gripping the woman’s ass as he tugged her to him.
Darcy moaned and threw back her head, and Dalton nibbled on her neck. Elena was taken back to that night a couple years earlier when she’d watched Dalton with another woman and had been turned on by it.
The initial despair was beginning to be pushed down by overwhelming desire. She was so turned on by Dalton, and watching him in action was sensual even if she knew it was wrong.
Dalton pulled Darcy’s bra away and sucked her nipples; the woman clasped his hair as she demanded more. Elena squirmed against her restraints, but they didn’t budge.
The commotion gained the attention of the two lovers, and they turned her way, Darcy’s nipples hard, deep red, and wet from Dalton’s tongue.
“We’re being rude, lover,” Darcy said as she moved over to the bed and crawled up on it, lying next to Elena in an evocative pose.
“I would never want to be rude,” Dalton said with a smile as he shoved off his pants, his erection solid and moist at the tip.
He followed Darcy, crawling up on the bed, but he was between Elena’s thighs. He kissed his way up them making Elena quiver in anticipation.
Darcy’s hands caressed Elena’s stomach, before moving to cover her breasts, tweaking the nipples before she bent down and tasted them. At the same time, Elena felt Dalton’s hot tongue begin to lick her core from top to bottom. He tasted her most sensitive area and then moved down lower to dip inside of her. He took his time tasting her, drinking her up.
“You are divine,” he growled low in his throat and continued to pleasure her.
Darcy moved quickly, straddling Elena’s stomach, her ass close to Dalton’s face before she leaned down and kissed Elena again. Then she lifted up, pushing her breast in Elena’s face.
“Please me, Elena,” Darcy commanded as the woman gripped the sides of Elena’s head, holding her in place.
Elena pushed her head back, hating that she wanted to do what the woman demanded. Darcy’s eyes flared before her fingers wound in Elena’s hair and she tugged hard.
“Don’t make me punish you, Elena. I said please me.” Her tone was commanding; Elena knew she had lost this little battle before it had even begun.
She stopped fighting her. Tentatively, she circled her mouth around the woman’s nipple as she lightly licked it, not knowing exactly what to do. The feel of the nipple in her mouth was so different from licking Dalton’s.
“Harder,” Darcy demanded, tugging again on Elena’s hair. “I’m not pleased yet.” Her voice was threatening.
Elena closed her lips around the woman’s nipple and sucked hard, making a moan escape Darcy’s mouth. She then swiped her tongue across it before gently biting down on it, the way she liked Dalton to do to her. Darcy’s moans of pleasure rang out in the large room.
Dalton continued licking Elena before she felt him pull away, and then Darcy cried out more as he sucked on her womanhood. He swirled his tongue from her to Darcy, back and forth, over and over again and soon Elena’s moans were merging with both of theirs as she gave in fully to her desires.
When he stopped touching her, she cried out in desperation, but he crawled up the bed and kissed her again, shoving his tongue deep into her mouth, completely possessing her. She could taste the mixture of herself and Darcy on his tongue, and though she wanted to shy away from it, the taste only made her want more.
He then turned and kissed Darcy, and Elena went back to sucking the woman’s nipple deep inside her mouth. Darcy squirmed above Elena as she groaned into Dalton’s mouth. There was a slight sheen of sweat on all three of them, and Elena could feel her slickness dripping onto her thighs, making her slide against Darcy.
Dalton stood up and Darcy moved back to Elena’s mouth, tangling their tongues in an erotic dance. Elena felt Dalton’s thickness pushing at the edges of their mouths. They parted their lips letting him slip his engorged steel between their mouths. He started pumping it back and forth as they each licked and sucked him. When he pulled back, their mouths would reconnect and Darcy didn’t miss the opportunity to slide her tongue along Elena’s lips and dip it inside.
With a moan of pleasure, Dalton pulled Elena’s head back at an angle and slipped his hardness inside her warm mouth. He moaned as she took him to the back of her throat, filling her mouth fully. She relaxed her throat as he’d taught her, and he pushed it down until she took him all the way in.
Darcy touched the outside of Elena’s throat with her tongue where she could see Dalton’s thickness pushing against the walls. He groaned at the tightness of her mouth and moved back and forth a few times before he wi
thdrew. She sucked on the head of his erection, and then he pushed back deep inside of her.
Darcy’s mouth moved from the corner of Elena’s lips, down her throat and across his tight package before starting her trail again, the entire time with her hands roaming over Elena’s and Dalton’s slick bodies.
She leaned in and sucked on Elena’s nipple while reaching down and pushing three fingers deep inside her clenched walls. The pleasure was so intense Elena knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
Dalton pulled out of her mouth, and she licked up the salty taste of his pre-come. Darcy bent down to greedily drink up some of the salty flavor. Dalton kissed both girls in wild abandon before returning to the end of the bed.
Elena felt his solid tip at her entrance and tried to push toward him. She wanted his full length deep inside of her. He finally satisfied them both by pushing inside with one solid thrust. She cried out at the exquisite pleasure that swept through her hot veins. He reached beneath her and cupped her ass as he moved faster, pumping hard in and out of her.
Far before she was ready, he withdrew, and she cried out her displeasure until she saw Darcy’s eyes widen in ecstasy as he thrust inside of the other woman. Elena’s body was pushed back and forth with each thrust inside of the other woman.
Darcy cried out as she pushed her breasts back against Elena’s face, demanding attention to them. Elena took the nipple into her mouth this time, knowing how to make the other woman happy.
Dalton pulled out of Darcy and pushed back inside Elena and Darcy’s lips found hers again, her kiss even more heated as she drew closer to completion. Dalton switched back and forth between the two of them several times, building up Elena until she was ready to explode.
He suddenly pulled out and stood beside the bed rubbing his dripping, engorged steel between their lips again. They both sucked and licked at his throbbing tip until he let his head fall back with a cry as he poured out his pleasure between them.
Darcy connected their mouths once more, his pleasure consumed as their tongues tangled. Darcy then moved down Elena’s body and took over devouring her core. It didn’t take long for her to cry out as she let go with an intense release.
From somewhere in the fog she heard Darcy’s cry of pleasure as Dalton gave her the release she was seeking. Then they collapsed on the bed, one on either side of Elena as they regained control of their breathing.
Elena was too spent to move one aching muscle in her body. She wasn’t sure what was next. She knew it was best to just be quiet until she found out.
“That was incredible,” Darcy panted as she rubbed a hand along Elena’s stomach. “Did you enjoy it, Elena?”
Elena knew better than to lie. “Yes,” she said quietly.
Dalton chuckled and Elena didn’t turn to look at him.
“This will be fun, Dalton. I have plans for her,” the woman said, standing and grabbing her clothes before she headed to the bathroom. She turned at the last minute and winked at Dalton. “She played nice today. Reward her.”
With that, the other woman disappeared behind the door and it wasn’t long before Elena heard the shower running and the high voice of Darcy, singing beneath the spray.
“You’ve made Darcy happy. That isn’t easy to do,” Dalton told her, a bit of pride showing in his voice.
Elena wanted to please him, wanted to make him happy with her. She wished it could be in another way, but this was the way he’d chosen.
“Let’s go to my room.”
Elena was surprised by his words. He swiftly untied her, lifted her into his arms, and carried her out of his sex cave, not bothering with covering either of them as he moved across the hall to his room.
He laid her down on the bed. Elena was exhausted, even though it was early afternoon.
“When you please me, I’m willing to treat you better,” Dalton told her. “Get some rest. We have a long night.”
With that, he turned and walked from the room. Elena lay there in his bed, looking at the door, her heart pounding, her mind spinning. He had never allowed her to nap in his bed. He’d let her sleep with him when he was happy with her, but had never allowed her in his space for something so luxurious as a nap.
She turned and snuggled into his pillows, gripping one in front of her while turning her head and inhaling his musky scent. She allowed her mind to wander over what had happened in the past couple hours.
She would rather find pleasure only in Dalton. She didn’t want to share him with anyone, even if both parties were giving her equal attention. Half an hour later Elena still couldn’t come up with a solution, so she closed her eyes and decided a nap was exactly what she needed.
When she woke, she could worry more. Although, she should know that worrying didn’t do her any good . . .
Chapter Twenty-Four
Two weeks passed in a blur. Darcy hadn’t left the home since that first night in Dalton’s playroom. She slept in another room, and Elena wondered how long that would last. There was still resentment sitting low in Elena’s gut, but more than the resentment, she felt a connection to the woman, which terrified her.
She didn’t want to like or respect Darcy. Especially since the woman was just as controlling as Dalton. But Elena felt a connection to her. Elena wanted to become her.
She didn’t know how it happened, but a few days earlier, Dalton had tied Elena with her arms held tightly above her head, her legs bound and spread, and Darcy had thrashed the whip through the air, hitting Elena as expertly as Dalton was able to.
The entire time Darcy had been inflicting the punishment on Elena, Dalton had stood there, thick and hard and waiting. That night had ended with the three of them in a heap on the floor.
Elena was losing her mind because she didn’t seem to realize anymore what she wanted. Turning over in her bed, the first time she’d been in it for a while, Elena froze when she realized she wasn’t alone — and it wasn’t Dalton.
“Good morning.”
Too shocked to say a word, Elena imagined she looked like a fish out of water. When Darcy began chuckling, she realized she’d been right.
“Never woke up before with a woman in your bed?” Darcy asked with another chuckle. “Oh, you are really missing out,” she added with a wink.
“Wh . . . what are you doing here?” Elena finally croaked out.
“You looked so sexy lying there I couldn’t resist,” Darcy said, letting the cover slide back.
Elena was horrified to realize the woman was naked, at least on top. Darcy lifted her hand and began rubbing her palm over her chest, pinching her nipple as she looked at Elena and smiled.
“You weren’t invited,” Elena said, suddenly irritated. What was up with this woman?
Darcy moved so quickly, Elena didn’t have a chance of stopping her. Elena immediately realized Darcy was fully nude when the woman straddled her, pinning her arms beside her head as she looked down, suddenly not smiling.
“You haven’t figured it out yet, have you, Elena?” she asked in that controlling voice.
“Figured what out?” Elena gasped, hating the tremble in her voice.
The smile came back. “I’m in charge, my darling little girl. I was the one who introduced Dalton to this lifestyle. I do what I want, when I want, and if you were smart you would learn to obey a lot better,” she said, leaning down and tugging Elena’s bottom lip between her teeth, biting down none-too-gently.
Elena whimpered when she didn’t let up right away, and Darcy finally leaned back and gave her another smile. Her moods changed so quickly Elena couldn’t keep up.
“If I want you, I will take you, and you will enjoy it.”
She leaned down and pressed her lips against Elena’s throat. The instant fire that lit up below frustrated Elena, but there was nothing she could do about it. She told herself this wasn’t what she wanted, but as Darcy ki
ssed her way down her throat and reached her nipple, she trembled.
“You see, Elena, people put far too much emphasis on relationships. Why in the world would anyone want to be chained to a single person when there are so many delectable bodies out there to try out — so many sexual fantasies just waiting to come to life?”
She moved up Elena’s throat, looking into her eyes, and Elena couldn’t turn away.
“Man or woman, it doesn’t matter. All bodies are beautiful and delectable. I love running my tongue down the hard planes of a man’s stomach and taking his hard, thick arousal into my mouth and sucking him until he explodes,” she purred, tasting Elena’s lips again.
“And I also love the soft weight of a woman’s breasts in my palms before I bite her nipple and make her scream. I love to make my lovers obey me. I love when they don’t, and I get to show them the error of their ways. I love sex — and lots of it. And I will never be with just one person. One person would never satisfy me.”
Elena’s breath was coming out in pants as Darcy continued touching and licking her way across her chest, neck, and lips.
“Don’t you want to be like me, Elena? Don’t you want that power?” Darcy asked, sliding off Elena’s body and turning on her side, tugging on Elena’s waist so she was forced to turn, the two of them only inches apart.
Elena processed the question and turned it over in her mind. Could she ever be like this sexual woman? She didn’t see how that was possible.
“I was you at one time, Elena. I was more you than you can possibly imagine. Of course the person who violated me was my father, who also liked sharing me with his friends. I was lost and scared — timid and weak. And then I figured out how to never be that person again. Now people fear me, but even better than that, they respect me. I’ve had royalty for lovers, who still open their doors to me, the ones who bow down at my feet. I’ve had presidents and diplomats. I’ve had anyone I’ve ever wanted. You have a beautiful body and a spectacular face. You could do anything you want, anytime you want. You just have to accept the power inside you and decide to never be a victim again.”