Deception [The Masters Series 1] (Siren Publishing LoveEdge)

by Rebecca Joyce

  “Would you have believed me?” he asked.

  She silently shook her head no.

  “Do you believe me now?”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes what?” he asked, standing before her.

  “Yes…I understand.”

  “I surely hope so, because if you ever run away again, I will spank your ass until you can’t sit down for a week. Are we clear?”

  “Yes,” she gulped, nodding her head.

  “Now, I love you, and so does my brother. We’ve wanted you for years. We want to marry you, have a family with you, to love you for the rest of our lives. If you can’t handle that, then you need to say so right now, because if you stay, I want your complete surrender. Do you understand?”

  “I surrender,” she muttered softly.

  “What?”

  She looked up at him and clearly said, “I love you, too. I don’t want to run anymore. I want to marry you both. I want kids and I want to be happy. I’m happiest with you, so I surrender, Zac, I’m yours. Do with me as you please.”

  Zac felt like singing the hallelujah chorus. He could tell when she said those words that she meant them, and she was being truthful. Garret who stood behind her gaped in awe. This whole masquerade was iffy at best, but Zac just knew that if he and his brother stuck with the plan and did not deviate, it would all work out in the end.

  “Just remember you said that, baby, and welcome home.” He grinned as he quickly blindfolded her.

  Mary Jane barely had enough time to comprehend what Zac had said, let alone process that he was the true mastermind behind this deception before he blindfolded her and tied her down to the plush bed in the room. Secured by each ankle and wrist to the four bedposts, she wiggled, trying her binds. Spread-eagle on her back, and completely naked, except for the exquisitely soft blanket that one of them had covered her with from shoulder to ankle, she had just realized that she’d given up her choice to be untied, and to be free. There were no more safewords, nothing she could do but trust them, and it tickled her to know that deep down, she did. She trusted them with her life. She was completely exposed and vulnerable to them.

  She trembled with excitement and anticipation.

  “What are you surrendering, Mary Jane?” Zac asked her calmly. “Tell me.”

  Her heart pounded deep and fast in her chest. He’s going to make me say it.

  “I surrender myself to you, mind, body, and soul. You control me…completely,” she said, scarcely believing her own words.

  “Completely?” Garret muttered.

  “Yes, with everything in me. Absolutely.” It’s was then that she realized that she wanted to say more, so she did. “Even my orgasms. I will not come until you allow me to come…And I will come when you instruct me to come.”

  “Very good, Mary Jane. You never fail to surprise me,” Zac said softly.

  “Me either,” Garret said. “I thought for sure we would have to do more persuading.”

  “It’s all about knowing your market, Garret,” Zac began. “You see, I knew that eventually Mary Jane would stop running. I just didn’t know when. Therefore, when you called, saying she showed up in Chicago and didn’t bolt from you, I figured the time had come for us to make our move. Even when you were harsh with her, she never fled, she stayed. I then knew it was time to break her in. I’ve been sayin’ it for years, brother, a filly is hard to tame. A filly is a temperamental animal and wants to be free. You can’t train her until she is ready, but when she submits, that is the time to pounce. Once done, she will be the most loyal animal you ever have.”

  “I know you’re not comparing me to a horse, Zac,” Mary Jane said coolly, turning her head toward his voice. “Because if you are, you will not like what I do to you when I get free of these binds.”

  “I’m with her, bro. Seriously, who are you and what have you done with my crazy-ass brother?” Garret added.

  “What?” Zac replied as if he’d said nothing wrong. “I wasn’t bein’ mean, just statin’ fact.”

  “I am not a horse!” Mary Jane shouted.

  Zac grinned, and bent close to her face. “No, baby, you’re not. You’re better than any horse, and much prettier, too.”

  Mary Jane rolled her eyes behind the blindfold, and Garret groaned. “There he is…the redneck Casanova is back.”

  “Thank goodness.” She smiled, as she felt Zac’s rough hands lift her mouth to his, and kiss her. His fingertips brushed gently along her forearm, and tiny tingles rippled over her body. He deepened the kiss, as the tip of her tongue pushed gently into his mouth.

  Then, she heard Zac whisper, “And I will repay your gift in a way that you will never forget.”

  Mary Jane kissed him again, harder this time, as she felt his hand on her shoulder, sliding down under that amazing blanket to cup her naked breast. She gasped with pleasure as Zac squeezed her nipple gently with his thumb and finger. Garret moved to kiss her ear and her jawline, her neck, while Zac caressed her breasts and nipples. She felt the blanket slide down, exposing her breasts, as Zac’s mouth latched onto her nipples, his tongue swirling, licking, and making them rise to a point and straight up.

  “Hello, you two beautiful beauties. I have missed you,” Zac said, resting his face on one of her breasts while his fingers tweaked the other nipple. “God, baby, you have the perfect titties. I could play with them all day.”

  Mary Jane moaned softly as she felt his mouth moving over her breast again, finding the nipple and sucking on it gently.

  “My God, Garret, she has the most incredible nipples. Look at the way they stand up for me! I am so gettin’ that paint by numbers kit I saw on eBay,” he said, dragging his tongue across one nipple, then another.

  Mary Jane hummed with pleasure, as Garret snickered and asked, “Pandora, are you sure you want him? I can shoot him, make it look like an accident, and we can head back to Chicago within the hour.”

  She chuckled. “I’m sure. He may be more dominant, but he’s a true redneck dominant, and you know as well as I do, our lives would be boring without him.”

  Zac’s mouth, still on her breasts, teased her and drove her wild, and she felt that exquisitely soft blanket sliding down her body again, pushed down to just above her hips. Now exposed from the waist up, her wrists firmly secured to the top corner bedposts, his lips moved down her chest to her stomach, kissing her flat belly softly and sensuously, a thousand intimate kisses.

  Mary Jane moaned as his tongue traced over her lower abs, then her hips, and she started to squirm a little. But her ankles, tied fast to the bed, prohibited her from moving. Zac was systematically driving her insane with his little caresses and tantalizing torture. She didn’t know how much more she could take. Her hips started to rock slowly up and down, almost involuntarily, as she felt his face sliding still lower, as the blanket moved farther down, and his lips brushed against the soft skin of her bare pussy. She could feel his hot breath between her legs, and she realized with a rush that his mouth must be just an inch or two from her pussy. She was getting wetter and wondered if he knew how excited she was. Mary Jane pushed her hips up, trying to meet his lips, his tongue…when she heard his voice again.

  “I want to see all of you.” And with that, the blanket slid down and off her legs, and she was completely exposed to them. She couldn’t see anything through her blindfold, but she knew that all the lights were on, and that she was splayed out like an offering, powerless to cover herself or even move. Every inch of her was on display for them, and though she couldn’t see them, she could feel their eyes moving slowly over her nakedness. To her surprise, she didn’t feel cold or uncomfortable…in fact, between the blanket and Zac’s mouth she was starting to feel a little warm.

  The foot of the bed dipped, as Mary Jane felt warm hands move over her sensitive skin, one on each ankle. They started to slide independently up her calves and shins, and she blushed a little when she realized one of them was kneeling between her legs. Those hot, rough hands moved over her k
nees, up on to her thighs, massaging her muscles, moving closer together as they moved further up the inside of her thighs, rubbing, sliding. Her hips moved up and down, her pussy clenched with excitement…and then everything stopped.

  Strong hands held the top of her thighs, pressing down gently to stop her hips from arching up.

  “Mary Jane, do you realize how much we love you? What we want to do for you? How we want to spoil you and worship you?” Zac’s hoarse voice said close to her ear. Her body shivered as his hot breath brushed against her neck. The hands on her hips tightened, as hot breath blew directly on her open pussy lips. Oh fuck, Garret is between my legs.

  She shuddered with excitement.

  “Do you know how beautiful you are? Looking at you, right now, naked for us…Jesus, it’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen,” Zac continued, nibbling against her neck.

  Lost in Zac’s words of adoration, she barely heard Garret say, “Speaking of beautiful…fuck. Do you know how pretty her pussy is, brother? I could look at it all day.”

  God, these two men were slowly killing her with love. The stimulation alone was wreaking havoc on her body. She wanted them desperately, and if one of them didn’t fuck her soon, she was afraid she was about to combust. Her body felt on fire, and she needed them to douse her flames.

  Mary Jane could feel Garret’s breath on her cunt. Her breathing quickened again. “Oh yes, Garret, please.”

  “Please what, Pandora? Tell me what you want me to do,” Garret asked, before blowing more hot air on her mound.

  “Call me by my name, Garret,” she whispered softly. Instantly everything stopped. Zac stopped petting and kissing her, and she felt the bed dip once more, and knew that Garret had sat up.

  For the longest time, Garret had only ever called her Pandora. That was a name she went by at a time in her life when everything was in chaos. At the time, she needed the distance from the life she was giving up on, but now, everything was different. She was no longer Pandora. She wanted to be Mary Jane again, not only to herself, but also to Zac and Garret. Zac never really called her by her alternate name. However, once Garret had started he’d never stopped. For some reason she felt the reason Garret called her Pandora was because he was distancing himself for when she was going to bolt again. She didn’t know what else she could do to make him understand that she was never going to leave them again, ever. She wanted to stay with them, forever. “Please, Garret. Say my name,” she pleaded once more, as a single tear fell down the side of her face.

  * * * *

  Garret stood at the end of the bed, looking at the beautiful woman before him, listening as she pleaded with him to say her name. It was a simple request, an easy thing, something so simple to do, and yet, for some reason, he couldn’t utter the words. He believed her when she said she wouldn’t run anymore. He believed her when she gave herself over to him and his brother, but for some reason, he still could not say her name.

  He knew his refusal to say it was hurtful, but he wasn’t ready yet. He needed something more from her. The only problem was, he didn’t know what. Trying to take her mind off what he wasn’t going to do and back at the task at hand, he used a diversionary tactic that had always worked best for him.

  “Now you know that won’t do,” he said, climbing back on the bed, between her legs. “You are not in charge here, Pandora. We are. Moreover, if my memory has deceived me, I could have sworn that not even five minutes ago, you gave yourself to us, willingly. Therefore, you do not get to make demands. We do, or have you changed your mind already?” As he spoke, he ran his fingers slowly up between her legs, stopping on either side just an inch from her pussy. She gasped, as he very gently pulled his fingers outward, stretching her lips apart, pulling her labia open right before his eyes.

  There was no doubt what he was looking at. His little runaway had the prettiest little pussy in Tennessee, and she was already wet and aching for him. His mouth watered as he stared at her glistening pink hole, her cream already seeping.

  She giggled. “Are you staring at my pussy again, Garret?”

  Forgetting that she was blindfolded, he nodded, then added, “That’s right, baby, I’m looking at your hot, wet cunt. Do you like knowing I am staring right at your pussy? How does it feel having that hot, wet cunt spread open wide for me? You are dripping wet, baby.” Before he could say another word, Mary Jane gasped, as he plunged his tongue deep into her cunt.

  Garret was ravenous. He spread her lips so wide that his tongue pushed farther into her. His face pressed hard against her entire pussy, his nose up against her clit, as he ate what she provided. He groaned loudly as he devoured her, wanting her to provide more of her succulent juices. Garret slid his tongue over every inch of her hot, wet cunt, tasting her juices dripping into his mouth. He licked up and down the length of her pussy, then pushed his tongue back inside and started to tongue-fuck her. Mary Jane’s hips bucked up and down and he pressed her cunt hard against his face as he buried his tongue in her pussy, repeatedly, deeper and deeper, both moaning in a synchronized rhythm.

  Garret started to feel her orgasm building, and then, suddenly, his tongue was gone. Her pussy was still spread open, hot and wet with desire.

  Mary Jane shouted, “Don’t stop!”

  “How was that, Pandora?” He grinned, knowing she desperately wanted her release. “Did you like that?”

  “No, you animal! Why did you stop?”

  “Because I can, my dear, and to remind you of who is in charge here,” he replied, his mouth just inches from her open cunt, his hands still resting gently on her upper thighs.

  She pushed her hips up again, her cunt reaching for his lips and tongue, but his face was just out of reach.

  “If you want to feel my mouth again, my dear, you know the rules. You know what I want to hear.”

  Mary Jane did not hesitate. “Oh God, I want your fucking tongue in my cunt. Please fuck my pussy with your tongue. I loved the feel of your face pressed against my pussy. Fuck! My cunt is so wet. I can feel it dripping.”

  “Damn, brother,” Zac interrupted. “Since when did Mary Jane get a potty mouth?”

  Garret grinned and looked at his brother. “I improvised some of the training while I had her in Chicago. Our little runaway is very versed in all the latest dirty talk. Aren’t you, my dear?”

  “Yes,” she whimpered.

  “Shall I demonstrate what she is capable of saying?” Garret asked a stunned Zac. When his brother nodded, Garret turned his attention back to the writhing woman before him.

  Chuckling a bit, Garret said, “Your cunt tastes absolutely wonderful, Pandora. And don’t worry. I will fuck your pussy with my tongue again in a few moments. But not right now.”

  Sliding his hands underneath her bottom, he cupped her naked ass. He squeezed gently, feeling her muscles contract underneath his fingers. “Now, this is a perfect ass. Tight as a fucking drum. It feels so fucking good in my hands. However, you are in a rather compromising position, aren’t you, my dear? Naked, tied up, spread-eagled on this bed. Your cunt is still wide open for me, isn’t it? I bet you want me to lick your pussy some more, don’t you? All good things to those who wait, my dear. You belong to me now, so I will do what I please with you.”

  Mary Jane tensed, yet moaned, but only for a second, as Garret’s hands slid out from under her ass, and he placed two small pillows underneath her hips. Positioning them the way he wanted, he smiled when the two pillows separated her bottom.

  Mary Jane was completely on display now, and Garret grinned with pleasure.

  “Your asshole is wide open now, my dear,” he said, his face close to her pussy once more. “Those cushions did the trick, didn’t they, brother? They just stretched her ass open for us.”

  “Fuck that is hot. I am looking right at her tight little asshole right now. It’s making my dick really hard,” Zac replied, and then asked Mary Jane, “Does that turn you on, baby? Do you like having your cunt and asshole spread open for us l
ike this?”

  “Yes,” she said instantly. “I love being spread wide open for you. I love showing you my tight cunt and asshole. They turn you on so much, don’t they?”

  “We love looking at you like this,” Garret said.

  “Two inches away from your beautiful pussy and asshole. I am so turned on right now, baby. But what I really want to know is, are you turned on right now?” Zac asked as she sucked in her breath as she felt Garret’s fingertip softly graze against her asshole. She inhaled sharply as Garret started to stroke it, back and forth, rubbing his finger purposefully over every contour, every crevice of her asshole. Reflexively, she tried to close her legs, to squeeze her ass cheeks together, but it was impossible. There was nothing she could do. Garret’s finger kept sliding, stroking, pushing ever so slowly across her tender flesh.

  “Oh my God,” she said. “That feels so amazing.”

  “Just remember, you have surrendered totally to us, even your mind,” Garret said calmly, as his finger pressed just a little bit harder against her asshole. “You will embrace every slutty, depraved thought in your head and hold nothing back from us. You will give yourself completely to your own desire and pleasure and think of nothing else. Is that understood?”

  “Yes, Master,” she said without thinking.

  “Good. Now tell me what I am doing to you right now and how much you like it,” Garret ordered firmly.

  “You are stroking my asshole with your finger and it feels so fucking amazing. Every stroke sends tingles from my asshole to my pussy, and I can feel my cunt getting even wetter, even though that seems impossible. It feels a little dirty but I don’t fucking care. I love the way you are fingering my asshole. I love the way my asshole turns you on,” Mary Jane said, writhing under his ministrations.

  “And what else would you like me to do to your asshole? Tell me right now.”

  “Oh God! I want you to slide your finger in my ass. I want to feel my asshole stretch open for your finger and I want you to watch. Oh, fuck! I want your finger deep in my ass.”