For This (Their Sub Series Book 3)

by Linzi Basset

  Chloe really should’ve taken heed of the warning in Rex’s eyes.

  “As long as you know I don’t have a submissive bone in my body but in the spirit of things, I will follow your instructions.”

  “Let me make our expectations clear, Chloe. You will follow every instruction we give you. I need to warn you, my pet. The coming few hours are going to teach you something you clearly haven’t admitted to yourself yet.”

  “And what is that?” she asked with raised eyebrows.

  “That you are submissive, love. More than you care to admit.” He held up his hand when she began to deny it. “If this is going to work, you need to follow your instincts and allow that side of you to guide you. In the end, Chloe, like I’ve said before, you are in control of your own emotions and you need to decide if you want to dig deep and accept the changes ahead of you.”

  “Why is that so important to you?” Chloe asked. He wanted her to accept a side of her she knew didn’t exist.

  He glanced toward the other two and she followed his gaze. It was clear that this was just as important to them, as it was to Rex. He didn’t appease her curiosity though, just shrugged it off with a gruff retort.

  “Time will tell.”

  He pushed her off his lap and towered over her, His body, his eyes, his entire demeanor seemed to morph in that moment. In front of her stood the compelling Dom, which sent a shimmy down her spine.

  “Take off your clothes, Chloe,” he said. His voice vibrated darkly and triggered a part of her that instinctively wanted to please him. She just didn’t realize it was the submissive in her, screaming to come out.

  She looked around. The clearing was surrounded by a canopy of trees and the sky was a canvas of burnished golds with the sun hanging low over the horizon. They were high up in the mountain.

  “Outside? What if—”

  The glance he speared at her was rife with warning and enough to shut her up.

  “Right. Follow instructions,” she mumbled to herself.

  She’d been intimate with all three men but only Mark had seen her naked. And of course, Rex, she remembered having woken up stark naked in his bed.

  Nudity didn’t bother her. At thirty-five, she was fit; took care of her body and led a healthy lifestyle—apart from occasionally indulging in some wine with her friends; which had been the plan for this weekend. Those traitors!

  “You better make sure no bugs crawl up my legs and . . . well, you know!” She said with a severe glare at the three men when they burst out laughing. “I’m glad you think it’s funny. Haven’t any of you seen that piranha movie where that fish came out of the woman’s . . . ugh!” she snapped when their laughter boomed louder, drowning her voice.

  She was irritated enough to yank her clothes off and throw them on the table. Their gazes scorched every inch of her body as she stepped back with her hands clasped behind her back. When she realized what she was doing, she crossed her arms under her breasts and tapped her foot.

  “Well? Do I have to read your minds?” Chloe asked with raised eyebrows when their eyes just devoured her jiggling breasts.

  She stood bathed in the final golden rays of sunlight that lent her an ethereal look. Her long, shapely legs tapered into curvy hips and toned stomach. With a tiny waist, she had the perfect hourglass figure.

  “Over here, my pet,” Rex instructed. His voice sounded deep and husky.

  Chloe hoped it was a sign of how he was affected by her nakedness. She joined him under the massive three on the side of the clearing.

  “Spread your legs. Wider,” he instructed. She watched him reach for one of the young branches overhead. It was a recent sprout which bent easily and was covered with tiny leaves. “Wrist, please.”

  She obeyed and watched as Mark handed him lengths of ropes. He tied her wrists separately to the branch.

  Chloe smiled as she moved her arms up and down. “I’m not so sure how effective this is, Rex. I can wiggle my hand through the loop; it’s loose enough.”

  “Yes, I know, but that is part of the test, Chloe. This is nothing more than a touch of bondage. But it will serve the purpose,” Rex said colloquially while he bound her ankles to the exposed roots of the tree in a similar fashion. “Now, my pet. Don’t move and keep your arms raised. And, Chloe . . . not a word. If you want to speak, ask my permission.”

  She had no idea what she’d expected next, but it wasn’t to watch him saunter to his chair, sit down and then begin an earnest discussion with the other two about the upgrades they should consider at their dairy production plant.

  Well, color me pink. How is this supposed to make me change my mind about touching?

  Chloe should’ve realized that Rex Anderson never did anything without a purpose.

  Chapter Eight

  Thirty minutes later, Chloe regretted her inquisitive nature. Her arms were beginning to burn from holding them up because the branch wasn’t strong enough to hold her arms in place. Every time she moved, it moved too, forcing her to maintain the pose herself.

  Their eyes trailed over her body the entire time, eliciting a shiver to run down her spine with every searing glance. Her loins were pulsing and when Rex’s blue eyes touched on her breasts again, she could feel them turn to stones under his scrutiny. She suppressed a moan when her pussy tingled, followed by a flush of desire.

  Damn it. How do they do that? They’re not even touching me!

  They laughed and chatted among themselves but never once spoke to her; except with their hot gazes. She’d never thought something like this was possible. Her arousal intensified, making it more difficult to keep still. She shuffled her feet which immediately drew a dark look from Rex.

  Mark had lit all the lanterns hanging from the trees and the area looked like an enchanted forest. It lulled Chloe’s mind, but sharpened the reaction of her body to the three men.

  “It seems she’s a little excited, mates. Or am I imagining the glistening moisture on her puffy labia?” Wade’s voice drifted toward her.

  Her stomach rolled as three pairs of eyes inspected the area between her legs.

  Oh lord! And there it goes again.

  Chloe closed her eyes when she felt the flush of liquid heat begin to trickle from her pussy. If they had any doubt about what they were looking at, those drops of moisture removed it all.

  “Ah, that’s such a beautiful sight, my pet. And those perky breasts? Yep, you’re right, Wade, she’s excited. More than a little, I’d say.” Mark intoned in a gruff voice.

  Rex didn’t say a word but allowed his gaze to move in slow inspection, up and down her body, until his eyes locked with hers. Chloe began to shiver at what she read in those globes of heat.

  Shit! I want to climax. It’s like he’s ordering me to . . . ohh!

  She wanted to clamp her legs together to curb the pressure in her loins. Rex licked his lips and her clit throbbed in reaction. She could almost feel the slide of his tongue over the tip; back and forth, just before he slipped it deep inside her pussy. Her hips did a jiggle as she struggled to compose herself; to force back the need to climax.

  But it was more than that. She craved his touch. She wanted nothing more than to feel his hands on her skin and the heat of his chest as he hugged her close. And it had nothing to do with her arousal or the fact that they’d managed to do so with no more than their presence.

  It was him. She needed to feel him. Connect with him and know that the emotions that were rushing through her were reciprocated.

  “Rex?” She whispered, forcing her arms higher when the branch sagged.

  “Yes, my pet?”

  “Please . . .”

  His eyes bored into hers. “Please what, Chloe?”

  “Come closer. I need to . . .”

  He didn’t move, just looked at her with a hooded expression, but the glint in his eyes was proof that he was just as affected by her reaction as she was. Chloe felt like crying and it unsettled her. She never cried or became emotional. This was a completel
y foreign feeling and the emotions attached to it overwhelmed her. She was desperate for his closeness, his touch and the warmth she knew would rush through her veins. Not in arousal, but in acknowledgement of the power he held over her.

  Rex rose and walked closer with long, measured steps, his eyes holding hers captive.

  “What do you need, love?”

  He stopped a hairbreadth away from her. She could feel the heat emanating from his body. Her skin tingled as goose bumps awakened the nerve endings from the tip of her toes to roots of her hair.

  “Closer, please. I need to feel you.”

  “You do? Why, Chloe? Why do you need my touch?”

  Chloe bit into her plump lower lip. She wasn’t good at showing emotions. It made her vulnerable. At this moment she felt open and lost in a maelstrom of emotions. It scared her because somehow, she knew that if she acknowledged her feelings, it would give Rex more power over her.

  “I . . . don’t know,” she whispered with lowered eyes, trying to find some semblance in her frayed mind.

  “Come now, love. Surely you can do better than that?” Rex said. Chloe winced at the disappointment in his voice. “Look at me, Chloe.”

  Her eyes lifted and she became lost in a vortex pulling at her, cajoling her to blend in him. It was tempting to jump in, to enjoy the thrilling challenge he was offering―a promise of tomorrow.

  She shivered at the disappointment darkening his eyes. Her shoulders slumped. She wanted to please him more than anything, at any cost. That realization had her heart thudding to a tumultuous beat.

  His words echoed in her mind. “That you are submissive, love. More than you care to admit.”

  “I . . . ehm,” she cleared her throat when a soft croak was all she managed. “I don’t know how to articulate it.”

  “Just say what you feel, Chloe. Tell me why you want me to touch you.”

  “You’re wrong, Rex. I don’t want you to touch me. I need you to. Without your touch, all this heat inside me has no meaning. A passing fancy that brings me no joy, no real warmth . . . it leaves me cold. I need you to touch me, so that I can feel your warmth, and find the connection that makes my heartbeat increase.”

  Chloe whimpered when he covered the distance between them and leaned into her. His heat penetrated her skin to warm her bones. She could feel his heart thumping against her chest. She pressed closer, pressing her face into his throat.

  “More, please, I need more,” she begged.

  “Ah, my pet. You’ve allowed your mind the freedom to unleash the submissive inside you. You’ve embraced the need to be controlled and cared for.”

  His hands caressed her skin and set her body ablaze.

  “Oh gawd, Rex, that feels so good. You feel so good. I never knew a simple touch could have so much meaning; that without it, I could feel so empty and . . . needy. Please, I need you,” she said against his throat, her lips finding the pulsing vein in his neck.

  Her body shuddered against his. She tilted her hips into his, rubbing her clit against his rough jeans.

  “No, keep those legs spread and your arms up,” he warned.

  “But—”

  His ‘Dom’ look silenced her. Her stomach clenched excitedly when he unzipped his pants. His fingers explored her lush, lower lips at leisure. Then he tapped her clit and pushed one long finger deep inside her.

  “So much heat, my pet. How much do you want me to fuck you, Chloe?”

  “I want you more than dark chocolate and lemme tell you, that says a lot,” she moaned as he swirled his finger inside her to find the swollen ganglia and rub over it.

  “Enough to—”

  “Ooohh!” her cry cut him off when Wade pressed against her back, squeezing her buttocks hard. Suddenly her body was supercharged and went into overdrive. Rex watched her intently.

  “Well, love? Are you ready for both of us?”

  “B-both of you? At the same time?” Her voice sounded thin. “Now? Right here?” She asked in a panic.

  “Yes, Chloe. Double penetration. Right now and right here,” Wade growled against her ear. He pulled her cheeks apart to rub the length of his shaft between them. Up and down, setting previously unknown nerve endings aflame.

  Her eyes went wide; fear and excitement were at war in their depths. “But . . . how? You’re both so big . . . I’m not sure I’ll be able to . . . you know?”

  Rex brushed his lips over hers. “We’ll take it slow, love and believe me; you’ll be able to take both of us. Your body is made for us and will adapt, my pet. Well, Chloe?”

  Her breath shuddered through her as she battled to overcome a myriad of sensations that flooded her body when the two men started caressing her. Her stomach rolled and her clit throbbed in anticipation.

  Take it, Chloe. You know you want to. A leap of faith that’s gonna blow your mind.

  It’s not my mind I’m worried about.

  Yeah, well, it’s about time your heart gets involved too.

  Her inner debate was fleeting and unnecessary. Her mind had been made up that moment Rex had stepped into her. She was theirs.

  “Yes! Yes, Rex, I’m ready.”

  Rex kept his eyes locked with her as he pushed his cock inside her, inching deeper slowly until he was all in.

  “Oh gaaawd, that feels so good,” Chloe moaned as he flexed his hard shaft inside her, before he withdrew and plunged—hard—a couple of times. Then he pulled back, leaving only the tip inside her. She moaned when Wade squirted lube onto her tiny back hole and lubricated her insides.

  “Ready, my pet?” he asked against her ear, holding her hips still, as he carefully pushed his cockhead past her tight sphincter and continued until he settled all the way inside her. Chloe was surprised that she could take them . . . after all, she’d already been fucked three times!

  Rex watched her eyes widen when he re-entered her pussy, smiling as her mouth gaped open and her breathing escalated as he went deeper.

  “Full! Tight, it feels . . . too tight,” she moaned on the brink of panicking.

  “Easy, love. Just relax and enjoy the sensations,” Rex guided her softly, nibbling on her shoulder.

  Chloe struggled to breathe. She felt vulnerable, yet powerful at the same time when she felt them tremble against her.

  I did that to them!

  Her clitoris felt swollen and sensitive. She realized that the hood of her clit was drawn back. Every thrust was going to rub her throbbing nub against Rex’s groin, driving her arousal higher.

  Chloe panted. Oh, fuck! She was so full; completely stretched—to the max.

  It feels so good. So, good.

  Chloe wanted them to start moving. She wiggled her hips experimentally and both men chuckled.

  “It seems our little sub is eager for us to begin, mate,” Wade said in a strained voice.

  She didn’t respond but rolled her head against his shoulder as he nuzzled her neck. He toyed with her nipple, while Rex canted his pelvis against her clit and sucked on the other nipple.

  “Now, you’re gonna fly, love.” Rex promised her as they pulled back slowly, and then thrust back in.

  Oh god, the feeling!

  She could feel their cocks press against each other inside her, with only a thin membrane separating them. They sped up, plunging faster and deeper. Every nerve in her body sizzled with need.

  Then they changed the rhythm; with Wade pulling out and Rex thrusting in. Their movements were well coordinated, it seemed like they had done this dance all their lives. Chloe was lost in limbo. Her mind spun at the sensations that warred inside her. Their controlled movements drove her wild. She thrashed and writhed between them. Her untamed response unleashed the beasts inside them and they powered into her.

  “Jesus! I can’t breathe,” Chloe gasped. She was consumed by the pressure inside her. Her scream echoed over the valley below as the tightly wound coil inside her loins finally snapped, catapulting her so high it felt like she floated into space.

  Her head rolled on
Wade’s shoulder, barely aware of him thundering into her ass, desperate for his own release. Rex kept watching her, holding onto her hips as the power of Wade’s thrust pushed her into his chest.

  She felt Wade’s body harden in that moment, before he ejaculated inside her with such force that it triggered another orgasm for her.

  “God! This is too much. I can’t . . . fuuucck!” She cried out and began to tremble when Wade pulled his cock out, leaving way for Rex to pound into her pussy. He bottomed out with every hard thrust, eliciting cries of pleasure-pain from her and yet, she kept urging him on.

  “Are you ready for me, love?” he gritted through his clenched teeth and Chloe groaned in response. She was once again floundering on the precipice, her loins pulsing from the pressure that had been building with every thrust of his huge cock.

  He powered into her then. Wade held her hips tight as her soft body slammed into his hard contours with Rex’s every thrust. She howled when he slammed into her—three hard thrusts and then with a growl, his orgasm thundered through him with strong jets of ropey cum splashing against her cervix. She arched and whimpered. Her whole body had turned into a shuddering boneless mass as yet another climax shattered her.

  She was cushioned in Mark’s arms on the soft bed by the time she regained her senses and could breathe normally again. She looked around to find Rex and Wade sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her. Warm, tender smiles curved their lips.

  “That was . . . explosive,” Chloe murmured, her eyes fluttering closed. The feel of all three men’s hands stroking and caressing her arms and legs lulled her to sleep. It was soothing—felt so right that she gave into to their protective cocoon.

  What an experience to take back home with me.

  Ha, you think this is it? You’re just gonna walk away from them after what you just experienced?

  Shut up. I’m too tired to think.

  Chloe should’ve paid more attention to her cautious mind.

  Chapter Nine

  “Diana! Shona!”

  The two women glanced at each other at Chloe’s shriek that sounded through the house. They were on the patio, sprawled on chaise lounges, soaking in the sun.