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Seducing Carma [Passion Peak, Colorado 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

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by Tara Rose


  When Mateo cupped her breast through the dress, she sucked in a sharp breath as he teased her nipple. The touch sent electric jolts down to her throbbing clit and soaking wet pussy. Mateo took his arms from around her and unzipped the dress. Carma’s gaze flitted to the open windows facing the mountains, and Blaine must have caught the hesitation on her face and in her gesture.

  “Don’t worry,” he said, his fingers still moving over the keys. “No one is close enough to see inside here. They’d have to be hiding in those trees with high-powered binoculars.”

  The humor in his voice made her feel foolish for wondering, but when Mateo slipped the dress over her shoulders and down her arms, the foolishness melted away and all she felt was horny as hell for these smoking-hot men.

  The music filled her mind, playing with her emotions and conjuring up images of naked, sweaty, twisting bodies, writhing on this floor in front of the piano. Should she suggest they simply stay in here, or should she confess her earlier fantasy of making love outside, under the stars and in view of the mountains?

  Mateo let the dress fall. “Step out of it, Carma.” She couldn’t disobey. His voice had taken on that commanding tone again, and she was powerless to ignore it. She didn’t want to resist him. Her entire body ached for his caress, and she was compelled to do whatever he asked of her.

  She stepped out of it and handed it to him. He draped it over a chair and then he moved her closer still to the piano. Carma could feel the vibration from the music in the floor, and it thrummed throughout her body now, filling her with emotion and longing she could barely hang a label on.

  Blaine kept playing, but now his eyes were on her instead of the piano keys as Mateo unhooked her bra and slipped the straps off her shoulders. She could feel his body heat behind her, and she knew if she turned around and glanced into his eyes she’d see the same desire in them that shone from Blaine’s.

  When Mateo took off her bra, Blaine’s gaze traveled over her breasts, and the raw animal lust in his eyes forced a moan from her. Her entire body trembled now as Mateo slid off her soaking wet panties and lifted one foot then the other until she’d stepped out of them. Then she slipped off her sandals.

  “Fucking useless panties,” he muttered. “They’re so damn wet.”

  “I can’t help it,” said Carma. “You both do that to me.”

  Before she could react, Mateo slipped a strong arm around her waist, bent her over, and delivered five stinging blows to each ass cheek. Carma yelled in surprise and pain, but the desire coursing through her outweighed both those reactions as her clit began to throb.

  He straightened her up and turned her to face him, planting a hand on each cheek to cup her face. “You will address us each as ‘Sir’ tonight, and you will speak only when we tell you to. And you will not come until we say so. Is that understood?”

  Carma stared at Mateo with her mouth open. Where had this come from? She was dimly aware that Blaine had stopped playing, and that he chuckled softly. “Ah, Carma, I think you’d better answer him.”

  She swallowed hard, “Yes, Sir. I understand.” Mateo kissed her gently, without tongue, but her heart fluttered just the same as if it had been a full-blown passionate kiss. The tenderness in the touch of his lips against hers sent her arousal to crazy heights.

  “Come over here, Carma,” said Blaine. She couldn’t have said “no” even if she’d wanted to. The realization they were both in full Dom mode tonight made her dizzy. More than one fantasy was about to come true, and all she had to do was reach out and embrace it. Carma was ready to jump out of her skin with anticipation. These two had awakened a beast inside her that she hadn’t even known existed, and there was no turning back. She had to have them.

  Blaine straddled the piano bench and told her to turn around, sit down, and straddle it as well, with her back to him. She did so, and when he wrapped his arms around her from behind, she gasped at the look in Mateo’s beautiful eyes as he watched. She’d always thought he had the most beautiful eyes she’d ever seen. Now, they were filled with lust and what could only be called adoration. She’d waited years to have him look at her this way.

  Mateo held her gaze as Blaine teased her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Carma couldn’t hold back the soft moans escaping her throat. His bulge pressed against her ass, and all she wanted to do was beg him to fuck her.

  Mateo walked over and cupped Carma’s face, still staring into her eyes. When he kissed her again, fireworks exploded behind her closed eyelids. His tongue and lips moved over hers as Blaine played with her nipples. When Blaine’s hand moved down to her clit, Carma groaned into Mateo’s open mouth.

  “Spread your legs more,” said Blaine, his voice rough and sexy against her left ear. She did as he asked while Mateo continued to assault her mouth. When Blaine stroked her clit, she groaned again and fought against the impending orgasm.

  “Don’t come,” he warned. “Your ass won’t like the consequences.”

  Was he out of his fucking mind? He knew how close she was, and he knew how hard she was struggling right now to obey him.

  Blaine’s finger moved away from her clit, and his voice broke the haze of lust. “Stand up.” No way could she do that right now, but when Mateo released the kiss she stood slowly, on trembling legs. She was still straddling the bench, but Blaine hadn’t stood. Instead she heard him scoot to the edge and then he told her to back up.

  She did, and when Mateo sat on the bench in front of her, Carma began to moan again. She held onto Mateo’s broad shoulders to steady herself when Blaine began to stroke her ass, and then spread her cheeks and licked close to her anus. She cried out in frustration and desire as Blaine’s tongue slipped inside. Carma had never fantasized about any man doing that to her, and she certainly hadn’t imagined it would feel so erotic. Her orgasm was ridiculously close. They both had to know that.

  While he then moved on to licking her ass cheeks and the backs of her thighs, Mateo teased her pussy lips with one finger, glancing up at her. “Are we helping you, Carma? Do you feel less afraid of all this?”

  “Oh my God, yes. I’m not afraid at all. Do you two have any idea what you’ve done for me?”

  Mateo smiled. “Thank you for saying that.”

  “I only wish I could do the same for both of you.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I wish I could help you overcome what you’ve gone through. To lose someone you loved to suicide…I can’t even imagine.”

  The tender look in Mateo’s eyes had Carma swallowing against the sudden lump in her throat. She glanced over her shoulder at Blaine. “And you, too, Blaine. I’m so sorry you’re facing a possible trial back home. I wish there was something I could do.”

  “You have,” he said in a voice full of emotion. “You just don’t realize it.”

  “You’ve helped both of us,” said Mateo. “Just by being here, and not judging us, and by listening.”

  She gazed down into his eyes again. “Sometimes listening is all anyone can do.”

  He stared into her eyes for so long, Carma became uncomfortable. Finally, he returned to fingering her pussy as Blaine continued to tease her anus and lick, suck, and gently bite her ass cheeks. Mateo slipped two fingers into her wet slit and sucked her clit hard as Blaine slid a finger into her asshole.

  She hardly felt Blaine’s finger as the orgasm crashed over her. Carma screamed as wave after delicious wave rocked her body to the core. She tangled her fingers in Mateo’s thick hair, as he kept sucking her clit and fucking her with his fingers. Each pass grazed the sensitive spot inside and prolonged the climax.

  Blaine pulled his finger out and slipped two inside her anus, and it stung for just a second, but then Carma began to shiver with the most intense sense of fulfilled longing and peace. If both men hadn’t been holding onto her legs she’d have collapsed onto the piano bench like a ragdoll.

  Somewhere in the back of her mind she was aware that they hadn’t given her permission to come, bu
t really…what could she have done to resist? Surely they knew that, but even if they decided to spank her for doing so, she’d welcome it.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  When they both finally released her, Blaine rose first and walked toward a hallway. Mateo picked her up in his arms and followed Blaine. Carma couldn’t even respond. She simply relaxed against Mateo and gave in to the pleasure coursing through her body.

  Once they were in what she assumed was Blaine’s bedroom, Mateo laid her on the bed. Carma turned her head to watch Blaine emerge from a bathroom, and then they both gathered toys from a chest in the corner of the room.

  Like Mateo’s room, this one was decorated in rich, dark tones, but instead of the navy and maroon, Blaine had chosen earth colors. They suited his personality and the decor of the rest of his condo. Blinds were open on the wall of windows to reveal a perfect view of Sleepy Cat Peak. She dimly remembered Mateo saying something about Blaine being able to see this view from his condo.

  Mateo turned around and gave her a look filled with molten desire. “We didn’t give you permission to come. You know that, right?”

  Carma moaned softly as a shiver ran up and down her spine. “I know. Yes, Sir.”

  “Sit up.”

  She did, and then followed his gaze to a corner of the room where she noticed for the first time the bondage furniture. “Oh…”

  “Oh is right. Stand up and follow us, Carma.”

  Carma focused her gaze on a bench with leather pads and rings attached to it, imagining all the things they could do to her on such a piece of equipment. She smiled slightly as Blaine moved to stand next to it. The light in his ice-blue eyes suggested he’d chosen it because her gaze had fallen on it, and she shot him a look of gratitude that she hoped he could interpret.

  “This is called a spanking bench, among other things,” he said. “We can secure all four limbs to it, or only two. Your call, Carma. We know you’re still a bit afraid of bondage but also have a need to experience it. Tonight we want to cast all your fears out, as if they were demons and we were performing an exorcism.”

  She would have kissed him for what he’d just said if she wasn’t fearful that it would be the wrong thing to do. The emotion she felt for both of them at that moment was all mixed up with her lust, and she reined it back in. Carma had no clue what this was or where it would lead, but she knew she couldn’t let herself fall for these two. She had to keep things grounded in reality. She swallowed hard. “All four please, Sir.”

  Blaine’s smile put her at ease. “Come here, then.”

  He and Mateo placed leather bondage cuffs around her wrists and ankles, then helped her lean over the large pad. Her lower abdomen rested comfortably against it. They moved pads in place under both forearms, and then one under her head. She turned to her right side so she could gaze out the window at the stars in the sky.

  “Are you comfortable?” asked Blaine.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  They secured the cuffs to the bench, and then Blaine moved out of her line of vision for a moment. When he returned, he held up the purple blindfold he’d sent her earlier in the week.

  “Is it all right if we use it, Carma?” asked Mateo. “You left it at my place on Friday.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She closed her eyes for a second as she recalled how being blindfolded had enhanced the sensations. She wouldn’t be able to tell which man was doing what to her again, and she wanted that.

  Blaine tied the blindfold around her head and then one of them kissed her, rough and deep. She thought it was Mateo, but she couldn’t be sure. When he released her mouth, he trailed kisses and tiny bites down her neck, over both collarbones, and then over her breasts which hung free below.

  He teased her nipples first with fingers and then his mouth, until she whimpered and the need to come again was so strong, she was certain all she had to do was flex her Kegel muscles and she would, but she didn’t dare. They still hadn’t punished her for coming earlier.

  The other man brushed his fingers over her pussy lips, past her clit, and then back down again, reaching under to tease the opening to her anus. Carma moaned and writhed against the bench, but she had no room to wiggle against the restraints. All she could do was submit to their mouths and fingers as they switched places, again and again, teasing her into a frenzy of need. She begged them to let her come, and was rewarded with soft chuckles.

  “We didn’t take care of your punishment for your earlier transgression,” said Blaine. “What makes you think we’d let you come again so soon?”

  Carma couldn’t answer, and she hoped one wasn’t necessary right now.

  “Do you remember your safewords?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  She whimpered as one of them struck her with what she assumed was a flogger. She heard the whistle of it a second or two before the burning strikes landed on her ass cheeks, her upper back, and the backs of her thighs. Every few strikes, one or both of them—she could no longer tell—would caress the spot that had just been hit.

  As one man began to flog her ass cheeks, harder now, the other reached under to play with her nipples. She groaned loudly as he teased them his thumbs and forefingers, causing tiny jolts of electricity to race through her body with each tug and pull. Her groaning became a steady stream of incomprehensible words as he then slapped her breasts lightly with what felt like a leather paddle.

  The flogging changed from a sharp, stinging sensation to a dull, thudding one, but it still hurt. This one felt similar to the other flogger but with thicker tails. Carma didn’t want to ask what it was. She didn’t care. She only knew that she’d never imagined being restrained over a bench and having her ass smacked with leather would feel so fucking exquisite. Her pussy was soaking wet. Surely they could see by now how aroused she was. Did that excite them as much as it exited her?

  She wanted to please them. She needed to know that this was turning them on as well. Was this what they both wanted? Was she doing it right?

  What felt like a feather brushed her skin, and she inhaled deeply at the tickling sensation. It wasn’t unpleasant, but rather soothing after the sting. The man in front of her moved and she felt his presence at her right side. Fingers caressed her pussy lips as the feather was brushed across her ass cheeks.

  Something began to tap her pussy, and it felt like the same paddle that had been used on her nipples. Each swat sent a fresh wave of passion throughout her body. The more he hit her, the more excited she became. Her hair was damp now and clung to the blindfold. Her mouth was dry from moaning and whimpering almost continuously.

  One of them began to smack her ass cheeks again, this time with something hard and wooden. She cried out in surprise. It really hurt, but the interval between swats was slower than it had been with the floggers, and she was able to take it. She wanted to, not only to please them, but because it felt so incredible. A host of emotions bubbled up as her nipples and pussy lips were caressed with the feather, while the paddling continued on her ass cheeks.

  They were seriously on fire now, and her clit was throbbing. Her pussy was so wet she was certain her juices were dripping onto the carpet. She wanted them both to fuck her. She wanted one of their dicks in her pussy and the other in her mouth. Carma couldn’t remember being this aroused, even on Friday night, and she loved it. This went way, way beyond any of her fantasies. She’d had no idea such pleasure was possible.

  It wasn’t fearful or disturbing. It was delicious and erotic. Not only did she enjoy being restrained, but it also enhanced everything the men were doing to her. The blindfold heightened each sensation, as it had done on Friday, and once again she believed that she was on her way to banishing the demons of the past. That realization sent her raw emotions over the edge and she began to cry.

  They both stopped, and Blaine yanked the blindfold off her head at the same time her wrist cuffs were detached from the bench. “Are you okay?” Blaine wiped away her tears. His face was full of concern.

  “I’m fi
ne, I’m fine. I’m just so happy right now.”

  Mateo unfastened her ankles from the bench and helped her stand,

  “But you’re crying.” His face was full of pain, and Carma felt guilty that they’d stopped because they thought they’d hurt her.

  “Lots of emotions coming to the surface, that’s all.”

  Blaine pulled her into his arms and stroked her back and hair. She loved the feel of his clothing against her skin. “Do you want to continue?” Blaine’s soft voice in her ear sent a shiver up and down Carma’s spine at the promise of passion in it.

  She eyed Mateo over Blaine’s shoulder. “What do you want me to do, Sir?”

  Mateo smiled at her. “Carma, don’t ask him that. You have no idea how sadistic he can be.”

  Blaine released her embrace and grinned in a way that made her want to find out. Their individual colognes mixed with the smell of her pussy juices, and she breathed it in deeply, letting it fill the spaces in her mind that still tried to hold onto fear from the past. She had nothing to be afraid of. These men weren’t going to hurt her.

  “What do you think, Blaine? On the bed now?”

  Carma swore Blaine’s ice-blue eyes glowed in the dim light. “Yeah. I think we’ve punished her enough for her earlier transgression. Let’s give her some new sensations.”

  “What are you going to do to me?” A shiver ran up and down her spine, but not from fear. Their teasing words heightened the anticipation of what they had planned.

  “Lie on your stomach on the bed,” said Mateo. “And don’t forget to address us each as ‘Sir.’”

  Carma couldn’t help but smile. “What are you going to me, Sir?”

  Blaine smacked her left ass cheek, hard. “Get over there, Carma.”

  She scrambled to lie prone, and then turned her head to see what they were doing, but Blaine was already at her side with the blindfold. He slipped it on and she was still smiling as he wrapped what felt like soft rope around her wrists.

  “Put your arms behind your back.”

 

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