by Fiona Archer
His voice echoed in her ear, rich and heavy. “We’re going to take you to where you acknowledge you want our domination in all its forms, not just for sex, but in other aspects of your life. Your welfare includes more than your safety. It’s your mental and physical well-being. We’d need you to obey us if we had a concern in that area.”
The burn in her nipple morphed into a sweet throb. Desire shot straight to her core. Her control was slipping away from her, melting in a puddle at their feet. If she gave in now, she’d never be able to walk away.
“No, I can’t. I won’t—Oh. My. God. What’s that?” Pain gripped her other nipple. She looked down. Flynn kneeled in front of her, adjusting something—tweezer-like things with rubber ends—on her nipple. She rocked forward. A tiny bell, hanging from the clamp, tinkled.
Helpless, she watched Flynn lift a second clamp, connected by a chain to the first, to her other nipple, still caught between Noah’s finger and thumb.
“Nooo.” This was so foreign and delicious.
“Breathe and settle. Center you thoughts on your nipple. It’s not hurting anymore, is it? Burning, yes, but not hurting.” Noah’s free hand sank between her wet folds. He pressed against her clit just enough to drive her higher while denying her release.
Again, she let her head fall back against his chest, her eyes closing. He thrust two fingers deep inside her core the moment the sharp bite of the clamp bit down on her remaining nipple. She opened her mouth. No sound escaped.
Never, she’d never felt anything…It had hurt before, but now it went beyond a burn. It was more than she’d ever imagined.
Inside her warmth, Noah swiped his finger in a circle, grazing her sensitive spot. Yes. Right there.
A warm lick caressed her nipple. She jolted. Tinkling sounds filled the air. Their light pings contrasted to the heavy thud of her heart.
“How does it feel, sweetness, having your nipples clamped?” Flynn’s voice drifted over her as he skimmed the back of his fingers over her breasts.
She battled to center her thoughts. “It feels amazing, too much.”
“Poor baby. We’re just warming up.”
She opened her eyes in time to catch Flynn lift the thin sliver of chain connecting the clamps and give it a gentle tug.
An avalanche of sensation sparked from her nipples and ran down straight to her pussy. “I…oh, oh, I can’t—”
Noah lowered his head until his warm breath caressed her ear. “You don’t have permission to speak.” His teeth nipped her lobe.
She moaned at the sharp sting. How could she crave this kind of pain?
Flynn wrapped his hand in her hair and tugged, dragging her gaze up to his. “Do we need to gag you?”
Oh, hell! Her pussy clamped like a vise around Noah’s fingers.
“Flynn, she’s gripping me hard.” He used his head to press hers further into his shoulder as he licked a line up the side of her neck. “Your need for domination goes far deeper than you’ve confessed, doesn’t it, little one? You need to be taken, sometimes rough and hard. You want to scream and struggle and know that no matter what you say or do, you can’t get free.”
Yes!
At Flynn’s cool gaze, she pressed her lips together. No, they wouldn’t let her speak. Not now, when she teetered on the edge of full capitulation. His denial jacked up her need, becoming even more frantic when Noah withdrew his fingers from her pussy.
Flynn kneeled between her legs. “She’s just confirming what we knew all along. It’s true, isn’t it, Chloe? You love it when you’re taken in hand.” His fingers spread her lips wide. She tensed as his breath fanned over her wetness. Fire raced through her as he licked the tip of her clit. “Weak men don’t attract you.”
Lick.
“You want them strong, determined.”
Lick.
“Prepared to wrestle you from your own fears.”
Lick.
“Take you down, show you who’s in command.”
His mouth closed over her clit, sucking hard. A starburst of pleasure exploded from her clit. She came with such force that her heels knocked against the chest as her legs jerked with each wicked lick and suck from Flynn.
He showed no mercy, his tongue flicking over her swollen bundle of nerves as another orgasm, so quick after the first, shattered what remained of her composure and left her breathless.
“Nothing can hold us back now. Feel how your body reacts to our words. You’re on fire, luv.” Noah’s lips trailed kisses down the side of her face and neck.
They’d left her with nowhere to hide, utterly defenseless. Her hands curled into fists. She crumpled back against Noah. Her eyes widened. Something hard, very hard, was within her reach. A smile pulled at her mouth. She ran a knuckle over the bulge. Maybe she wasn’t so defenseless after all.
“Don’t you dare,” Noah warned.
Hot ribbons of excitement raced along her body. No way was she stopping now.
She rubbed her fist against the denim covering his erection. Noah’s sharp hiss drove her on, her strokes longer and harder. Could she make her hard-ass warrior come in his pants?
Too late, she saw Noah’s hand reach for the chain connecting her clamps.
She squished her eyes closed and panted against the clamp’s spicy bite. “Oh. Oh, Sir.” Breathe.
Noah finally released the chain, letting it thud against her hot skin.
Flynn’s next words had her eyes popping open. “Obviously, we’ve been too gentle.”
“Aaaahh.” She cried out as Flynn slapped her pussy. Tiny waves of bliss rolled outward from her clit, not enough to allow orgasm.
“Silence,” Noah ordered.
Ready to beg, she clamped her jaw tight.
Flynn lifted up a black velvet pouch and pulled out a butt plug, held it up for her to see.
So big. Her back passage clenched in anticipation.
“See this? It’s nearly as big as me. We’re going to get you nice and stretched. Then I’m going to fuck your arse.”
“Right after I slide into that hot, wet pussy,” Noah said.
They wanted to drive her insane. That had to be their plan. She rocked her hips, anything to satisfy the hot ache in her pussy.
“Let’s get you unchained and on the bed.” Flynn unclipped the chains from the D-rings and gathered her in his arms. The heat in those gray eyes held her speechless far better than any threat. Her Dom. Was it fate or luck that had brought her here? She didn’t care. She’d grasp whatever time she had with both these amazing men and cherish that memory for the rest of her days.
Her lips opened, and he swooped, taking her mouth with full force. Her head fell back against his arm as he plundered the warm recess of her mouth. She tugged on her cuffs. If only she could wrap her arms around his neck, hold him with the same determination he held her.
Flynn broke off the kiss, placed her face down on the bed, and gently eased her knees up under her stomach.
Frack! Her nipples. The instant the tender buds scraped against the bedding, she whimpered. A lightning bolt of desire seared its way in a direct hit to her clit.
Flynn’s hand wedged her thighs apart. Cool gel ran over her hole a second before he worked the plug past the tight ring of her back opening. Her muscles clamped around the invader. Sooo tight. And Flynn was bigger. The idea both thrilled and terrified her.
“Jesus, Noah, you should see the way her little hole is stretched. That’s what it’s going to look like when I’m inside her, only more.” He jiggled the plug. Hot pulses of pleasure ran up her back passage. She groaned. “When we take you together, you’ll be so full. We’ll surround you, sweetheart—physically, emotionally—in all the ways that count.” His voice was rough with emotion.
Her pussy creamed at his words. Please, please, yes. Flynn inside her, filling her, making her theirs.
Theirs. Was it possible to build a life here together? Their earlier words rang in her ears. Obey on matters of her mental and physical well-being. Submit
to them on more than sex. Impossible. That left her with nothing. A loud sob broke free. She pressed her face into the mattress, smothering her cry.
“What’s wrong, honey? Did we hurt you?” Urgent hands rolled her onto her back. The men lay on either side of her. Noah smoothed her hair out of her face.
She rushed to reassure them. “No, I’m not in pain. I promise.” She blinked against the tears burning the back of her eyes.
Flynn’s face tightened. Noah fisted the hand on her chest.
“Tell us.” Noah leaned closer, his eyes so hard she wanted to dive under the covers.
She licked her lips. “When Flynn said I’d be yours, for a minute I wanted that so much. More than you could know.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“I can’t give you what you want. I’ve said this many times, but you won’t listen to me.” Her plea served only to harden their gazes.
“We hear you. We just don’t believe you.”
“Why the hell not?”
Flynn forced out a laugh, dry and cracked and lacking any humor. “It’s a lie, woman. One you’ve been telling yourself ever since the night of the dance.” He grabbed her jaw, forcing her to meet his gaze when she tried to turn away. “This has nothing to do with Trent. This is about you and us. Why are you so damn scared to give the three of us a chance?”
“Because I refuse to become my mother!” Chloe wrenched her jaw free. “She was a smart, vivacious woman, and she fell in love with a man who promised to take care of her. He was the man of the family, in charge.” Her lip curled, long-held memories stoking a fire of resentment she’d never extinguished.
“But he had feet of clay. A scam artist as well as a poor excuse of a man. Mom’s dreams disintegrated into dust. She was a broken woman long before cancer took her smile. It taught me a valuable lesson. I won’t hand over my welfare to a man. I govern my life. If I screw up, it’s down to me. Me. Nobody else.” She spat the last words out.
“You think we’d let you down, Chloe?”
She weighed her words carefully. “No, Noah, but I’m not prepared to take that chance. You said it yourself. You’d demand I obey you on matters besides sex and safety. That’s not an option for me.”
Above her, Noah and Flynn shared a look before Noah slowly nodded. Both men turned their gazes back to her. Her mouth hung open at the sheer power of their determination.
Flynn squared his shoulders. “Sweetness, until Trent is in custody, you’re staying with us. And I have a feeling that by the time he’s caught, you will be our woman. Because you want to be.”
“Screw you! Did you take an overdose of arrogance with your multivitamin this morning? You can’t make me submit to you. Not out of bed.” Damn straight.
Flynn smiled as he reached down and jiggled the plug. She squirmed as nerve endings bloomed to life. “We’re not talking about making you submit. Hell, woman, it’s about showing you that deep down you need to submit. That’s your natural behavior. You’ve been fighting this for so long it’s become second nature to deny your true self.”
He dragged a hand through his hair, his sigh washing over her. “Hank Young let your mother down. He let you down. That must have been a hell of a thing for a kid to watch happen to their mum. I know the pain of seeing a mother give up.”
For the briefest moment, the hard lines of Flynn’s face exposed a raw-boned agony that robbed her lungs of air. Then it was gone. Her alpha was back, ready to conquer.
“Be warned, Chloe, Noah and I won’t let you lay Hank’s sins at our door. We won’t now, nor ever, abandon you. As for being mistress of your destiny, knock yourself out. Dress how you want, be passionate about your political views, go vegetarian, whatever. We want you to have your own ideas and beliefs. The time we’ll put our foot down is when your safety or well-being is threatened. And when that happens, Chloe, you’re going to do exactly as we say or your cute bottom will be redder than Santa’s fucking sleigh.” He pushed out a breath and turned to Noah. “Now, are we done?”
“Bloody oath.”
“No, we’re n—mmmppphh”
Noah clamped a hand over her mouth. Chloe kicked out, but he threw one leg over hers. She wriggled her wrists, still cuffed behind her. Wetness pooled between her legs. To be overpowered so thoroughly…She wished she could say it disgusted her, made her furious. The truth was she’d never been more turned on in her life.
“One day soon, sub, I’ll gag you and tie you down. Then I’ll feast on your pussy and make you come until the mere touch of my breath on your shiny clit will make you whimper into the gag. And there won’t be a thing you can do to stop me. That’s what you want, isn’t it. You want me to take you, on my terms.”
Sweet love in heaven. All she could do was nod. Her tongue pressed against her teeth. She wanted to lick his hand, nibble and bite his skin.
Noah lowered his hand, slowly, letting his palm skim over her chin and down her chest. He inspected her tortured nipples and licked each one with loving care. “I’d planned on playing with these sweet babies for a while, but you’ve taken up our time with other matters. It’s your first time wearing clamps. I don’t want to take you too far in one go.” His smile was almost feral. “Taking them off can be fun, too.”
Noah glanced across to Flynn lying beside her. He’d been watching them the entire time. “Ready?”
“Can’t wait.” Flynn gripped the base of the plug.
Why did he need to do that? Were they removing the—
“Breathe in, honey.” Noah released the first clamp.
Blood rushed to her nipple. She screamed. Flynn slid the plug in and out of her passage, over and again. Then another burst of fire as the second clamp came off. She thrashed her head against the mattress. Deep inside her back passage, the plug moved faster, twisting around, no part of her forbidden area left untouched.
Noah pressed his thumb down on her clit. “Now, sweetheart.”
The sharpness of the pleasure…it was too much. She grappled for air as the rolling stampede of her climax crashed around her.
Her clit pulsed in the aftermath. Small quakes of release fluttered along the walls of her vagina. Flynn bent down and kissed her. She opened for him, needing him to claim her mouth, deep and hard. His tongue swept her mouth in a savage thrust. He ended the kiss with a nip to her bottom lip. The sting of his bite teased her appetite.
Both men rose from the bed and shucked their clothing. Standing tall and proud beside the bed, the men’s hard cocks bobbed against their flat stomachs. Lord almighty, they were gorgeous. And all hers.
Flynn twirled his finger in the air. “Roll over, baby, so I can uncuff you. You’ll need your hands for what comes next.”
She scrambled to comply. One tug and her wrists were free. Noah smoothed his hands over her shoulders and down her arms, rubbing away any residual cramp. He eased her up into a sitting position. “Flynn’s going to fuck your mouth while I take your pussy. On your knees, face the side of the bed.”
She heard the rip of a foil packet. On her hands and knees, she faced Flynn. His cock bumped her chin. She opened her mouth, sucking straight away. His hand circled his base. It was her safeguard and neither man forgot. Those small considerations, they meant so much. She relaxed her throat and took him far into her mouth.
Noah’s thighs brushed up behind hers, bracing her in position. He entered her, the slick heat of her core easing against the overwhelming tightness. She fisted the bedcover and breathed through her nose. The thin membrane separating the plug from his cock did little to absorb the shock of their combined invasion.
“Christ, she’s got me so hard.” Noah bit out the words. He dragged himself out until only an inch remained inside her.
“Slow, shallow strokes, Noah. Keep her running high.”
Were they kidding? No way were they denying her. She pushed her hips back hard against Noah, meeting each of his thrusts with one of her own. His fingers dug into her flesh, using his strength to maintain control.
“She’s fighting us, Flynn. You want to come, don’t you, sweetheart. What makes you think you can set the pace?”
She ran her teeth over the underside of Flynn’s cock. He dragged in a breath, his free hand snagging her hair. She hummed with pride. The taste of salt and man mixed with the scent of their lovemaking. Sucking the head of his cock, she slowly pulled her mouth from side to side.
“Oh, Christ.” Flynn shot the words out.
Bracing herself against the mattress with one hand, she cupped his balls, tugging them gently.
His cock bobbed in her mouth. “Baby, you think you can take control? You’ll pay for that later. Hand down.”
Her pussy tightened under Flynn’s threat. She dropped her hand back to the bed.
“You want more, luv, then that’s what you’ll have.” Flynn stabbed his cock deeper into her mouth. She froze, fighting the instinct to gag. Blinking quickly, she focused on his hand still circling the base of his cock.
Free of fear, she sucked all along his hardness. Fast, hard, and deep, she let him get used to her rhythm. His hand tightened in her hair. The pinch of pain empowered her. She sucked harder, deeper.
“Sub, you’ll swallow me, every drop.” His voice was hoarse, the words dragged out of him as he battled for control. His shout came as warm spurts tickled the back of her throat. She swallowed against the stream, releasing Flynn’s cock from her mouth once she’d licked him clean.
Noah increased his tempo, his thrusts once again deep and angled to maximize their impact.
Chloe rocked on her hands and knees, grunting as each thrust scuffed over her G-spot. Fingers played with her nipples, so tender from the clamps, building to a crest of pleasure.
“Sir, oh, God, please…” Words failed her. Desire and the sinful thrill of erotic pain warred for supremacy.
“Please what?” Flynn asked, close to her ear.
“I…I can’t take you touching…it’s too much.”
“She’s clamping around me, Flynn. Touch her there again.”
She whimpered. Cool fingers skimmed over her nipples, rolling them with expert ease. She cried out as her pussy gripped Noah, clenching around him, fighting against his outward stroke only to clasp him harder on the return. His every thrust nudged the plug, denying her a moment’s respite.