Alexander, Kalissa - Katlynn in Training (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (15 page)

Jarred pulled away from her and motioned for her to stand. She did so reluctantly, but knew he was ready to give her next lesson.

“When Justin and Jeremiah are with us, I want you to display yourself for their pleasure. I would like you to go and get dressed now. Wear a dress, panties, and a bra. However, first I’m going to remove the nipple clamps. You should never wear them for long periods of time or they could damage those delicious nipples of yours. The removal is when you’ll truly feel their power.”

She gasped when he removed the first one. She knew the blood was flowing back into her nipple. She moaned softly. He removed the second one, and she again moaned. However, it was when he sucked one and then the other that she lost all control, unable to keep the tears from her eyes.

“It’s okay, Kat,” he murmured between suckling each one, encouraging the blood to flow back into the hard nubs. “You’re nipples are beautiful, and obviously you are a woman that enjoys nipple play. I can make them a bit tighter next time if that is your desire.”

“Yes, Sir,” she breathed. Her pussy was throbbing in tune with her nipples. She loved the sensations she was feeling. How had she never known about these toys?

When he moved away from her and nodded, she immediately turned and went into her bedroom to dress. She chose a light-blue jersey material that hugged her figure. However, like most of her dresses, it was not overly provocative. When she returned to Jarred, he smiled.

“Now, I want you to disrobe slowly while you dance for me.” She began to sway to the beat of the music in her head. She had never done this before so she welcomed his instruction on how to move her body to give her audience more pleasure. She learned how to unhook her bra and then let it fall gracefully to expose her large breasts while keeping her eyes on Jarred. He told her that touching herself was key to the erotic dance. He insisted she play with her nipples and clit. She felt sexy and even powerful as she observed Jarred’s response to her movements.

She did as he instructed, all the while becoming more and more turned on by her own actions. Together, they worked on her strip tease until she was finally naked. Only then did Jarred touch her. He massaged her entire body with his hands. She thought she was going to fall into him from the weakness she felt in her legs. She was totally at his mercy and the need she felt was again more than she thought she could stand. When she swayed toward him, he held her by her nipples, pulling on them to bring her closer to him where she leaned against him for support.

“What do you want, Kat?”

“You, Sir. I want you.”

“Get down on your knees,” he commanded.

She dropped to her knees in front of him.

“Hands behind your head. Push your breasts outward.”

She knew he was not unaffected by her actions by his breathing that had become more labored. “Damn, you’re one sexy woman. You don’t know how badly I want your mouth on my cock, sucking me until I come. But that will have to wait,” he groaned. “However, I can watch you fuck yourself with the dildo. Now go get it from the bedroom.”

She found it on the nightstand next to the bed. She ran back to Jarred who was now naked from the waist down. She couldn’t take her eyes of his large, hard cock and full balls that he was massaging. She wanted him in her mouth, her ass, and in her cunt. How, she wondered, could he deny himself such pleasure?”

“Lie down in front of me and fuck yourself. But you are not allowed to come until I give you permission.”

The dildo felt good inside her, not as good he would, but for now she would take what she could get. She fucked herself fast and hard, lifting her hips to meet her own thrusts. She was a wild animal, moving erratically with the intensity of her need. She was about to come when Jarred’s voice sliced with unrelenting precision through the erotic mist that held her. “No.”

She didn’t stop, but the second time he said, “NO,” she felt his displeasure and forced herself to still her body, the dildo in her hand.

“Sit up, Kat. For that you will have to watch me come while not coming yourself.”

She sat up, her eyes on his cock that was now huge in thickness and length. When he came, she wanted to capture the white reams in her mouth, but one look at Jarred and she knew that she would have to watch his cock empty onto his stomach. She had never yearned for a man’s cum before, and it took all her willpower to stay still. When he was done, she knew what she needed to do.

“Do wish me to clean you, Sir?”

“Clean me with your tongue, but you are not allowed to swallow my cum. Go get a towel.”

Kat did his bidding and returned with a towel. She licked him clean, but his cum was emptied from her mouth into the towel as he had instructed. She looked up into his eyes, her own filled with tears.

“Did I displease you so much that you wish to torture me this way,” she cried.

“Oh, Kat,” he said softly. “I only wish to teach you self-control. I’m not punishing you, my love. I also want my cum to slide down your throat, but when it does, you will not only be with me but also with my brothers. Do you understand.”

She nodded, lowering her head.

“Come to me, Kat.”

She rose from her knees. His arms reached out to encircle her, bringing onto his lap where he held her, cooing sweet words of love. Once again she was surrounded in his love.

Chapter Fifteen

Justin’s and Jeremiah’s plane was due in around four o’clock. Jarred had started preparing the only meal he told her he knew how to make, spaghetti and meatballs. He found all the ingredients in his brothers’ kitchen so they didn’t even have to go shopping. Katlynn had insisted that she wanted to help. Pleased, he showed her how to use stale bread soaked in water to make the meatballs instead of bread crumbs like most people she knew made them. He was a patient teacher as he showed her his technique for rolling the meatballs and then cooking the sausage in a pan of heavily spiced water. The sauce was a combination of different spices, tomatoes, and gravy from the meat that he pureed in the blender.

“I have so much more to teach you, Kat, and not just about cooking.” He smiled, his blue eyes glazed with his desire. “I can tell already that you’re a quick study.”

She looked over at him coyly, wondering why she had been so intimidated by him at their first meeting. He was the gentlest of men, at least when it came to her. “You’ve taught me so much already. When will my lessons continue?” She felt the breath catch in her throat when he walked over to her to put his arms around her, his hands on the curve of her breasts, his lips in her hair.

“Tonight, my love. Tonight that beautiful body of yours is going to know passion and love times three. Your pleasure will be our pleasure.”

Her nipples tightened immediately, and wetness seeped from her warmth as a moan escaped from her lips. She leaned back, wanting him as close to her as possible. Ever since he had told her about what he and his brothers had in store for her, she had been on fire with a need she never knew she possessed. Jarred’s touch made her long for the feel of their hands on her body. She was obsessed with not only having each one of their cocks inside her, but tasting them as well. She could feel the butt plug in her anus that he had explained would help open herself for the love of more than one man at a time. It filled her and made her even more wanton for the attention she knew would soon be hers.

She and Jarred were sharing a glass of wine on the deck when they heard the front door open. Justin and Jeremiah both came in and dropped their luggage. Jarred walked through the sliding glass doors first. She followed closely behind him.

“Damn, smells like somebody decided to cook for us,” Justin said, throwing his car keys on the stand next to the door.

“That somebody’s standing right here.” Jarred laughed, bringing Katlynn from behind him to his side. “And Kat helped me.”

Both brothers stood with open mouths and looked to where Katlynn was watching them. “Welcome home.” She smiled. “I’ve missed you.”

“Not as much as we missed you,” Justin said, breaking into that smile she had come to love.

Without thinking, she ran to them. She threw herself at Justin first and gave him a warm hug before she did the same to Jeremiah. She knew Jarred was standing behind her smiling, observing the look of happiness in his brothers’ eyes.

“Well,” Jeremiah said, looking over her shoulder at Jarred, “isn’t this a nice surprise.”

“A lot better than when we left,” Justin said, looking toward Jarred with an appreciative smile.

“Kat and I have had a wonderful few days together,” Jarred said, coming to put his arm around Katlynn. “She’s everything you told me she was, and”—he lifted his glass to her, before taking a sip—“more.”

“Does this mean what I think it means?” Jeremiah all but shouted.

“It means,” Katlynn said, giving each brother a quick kiss on the lips, “that I’ve been looking forward to our night together more than you could possibly know.”

Unable to contain himself, Justin picked her up around the waist and twirled her around. Before he let her go, he brought her lips to his. His kiss literally took her breath away. She found herself lost in the feel of his tongue as it toyed with hers. When he let her go, Jeremiah grabbed her and drew her into his arms crushing her against his chest tightly, his lips seeking hers. She moaned. His kiss deepened, his tongue swirling inside her mouth, creating sensations that had her panties soaked with her desire.

“Whoa there, boys,” Jarred said, putting his arm on Jeremiah’s shoulder. “We have the whole night ahead of us to show Kat how much we love her. But right now, we’re going to eat. I think Kat’s going to need sustenance if she’s going to be able to keep up with us.”

“Jarred did go to a lot of trouble, and I did help.” She giggled. “So, it’s food first.”

She had never seen Jeremiah and Justin consume their dinner so fast. Jarred just laughed and told them not to hurt themselves. She ate as much as she could, but what she was hungry for wasn’t on her plate.

She did ask them about their trip, but all they said, between mouthfuls of Jarred’s delicious dinner, was that it was fun and Jeremiah had won at poker. However, all they could think about was her. She hadn’t pushed them for more information. The truth was she didn’t care about their trip right now. She had other things on her mind. She couldn’t help but blush as her eyes met Jarred’s. He smiled knowingly, making the tightness between her thighs throb and her nipples tighten in anticipation of the evening that lay ahead of them.

After dinner, Jarred, with his brothers’ help, loaded the dishwasher and cleaned up the kitchen. When they had completed their task, they joined her in the living room, where Jarred had insisted she wait for them. He wouldn’t allow her to help them clean up. He knew it would be torture for her to sit by herself when all she wanted was to be close to them. But as he had told her, it would only intensify her desire. If that were true, she was in for the night of her life.

She could feel the sexual tension in the air as Jeremiah and Justin sat down on either side of her. Jarred had come to stand in front of her, his eyes meeting hers, warm and inviting. “Stand up, Kat.”

She stood up, trembling slightly. What if she wasn’t good enough for them and they decided they didn’t want her. How would she be able to bear it?

Jarred kissed her, his tongue circling hers. “You’re so beautiful. I want my brothers to see exactly how beautiful you really are and the only way to do that is for you to take off your clothes and display yourself the way I taught you. Can you do that for us, Kat?”

She shook her head. “Yes.” Looking back at Justin and Jeremiah, she said, “I want you to see my body, to see how much it desires yours.”

Both brothers groaned. She knew by the bulge in their pants that they were both already hard for her. She felt empowered as she walked to the center of the room and waited for Jarred to sit down.

Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse and slid it from her shoulders, swaying her hips to the dance in her head. She was wearing a black lacy bra that matched her panties. She undid the front clasp and opened it, allowing her heavy breasts to escape their confinement. She touched her nipples and tugged on them, watching the expression on their faces that told her they more than liked what she was offering. She bent down so that they could see the sway of her hanging orbs tipped by her rosebud nipples that were surrounded by large, strawberry-colored areolas. Standing upright, she unzipped her skirt and pulled it down her hips until it fell to the floor where she gracefully stepped out of it. She then pushed it aside with the toe of her heel.