Blake, Abby - Emma's Education [Viper's Dungeon 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (13 page)

She felt his cock pulse, her muscles caressing him as he pumped his cum into the condom. He leaned over her and said, “Open your eyes, little sub.” She managed to pry her eyes open despite her exhaustion, and what she saw melted her heart. The look of satisfaction on his face, the easy smile, and soft kiss that followed all conspired to make her want more from him than she knew was possible.

She mourned the loss as he pulled away. But the table moved slightly higher, and then Jace was there. He smiled at her as he slid his long cock all the way into her body with one hard stroke. He held still, leaning over her, pressing soft kisses to her mouth and nose and throat.

* * * *

Jace couldn’t quite process the feelings coursing through him. He watched people having sex all the time. As dungeon monitor at the club, he needed to keep a certain amount of detachment to make sure that everyone stayed safe, but watching Logan make love to Emma—and that’s what it was no matter what the guy might say—satisfied him deep down in ways he’d never expected.

He leaned over and touched Emma’s face. She turned into his hand, pressing her cheek against his palm as she gave them both the precious gift of her trust. He glanced at Logan, pleased to see that the man had moved to Emma’s side and caressed her hip and stomach as if he couldn’t
not
touch her.

Jace pumped into her several times, enjoying the exquisite feel of her pussy walls caressing his cock. But he suddenly wanted more. He wanted Logan fully involved. Somehow, almost in a spiritual sense, the three of them were connected, and Jace wanted that physically as well.

“Undo her arms,” he said to Logan. Logan looked a little surprised by the order but moved to comply. As soon as she was free, Jace lifted her against him, wrapped her legs around his waist, and took the handful of steps to the low bench in the middle of the room. She squeaked in surprise when he flipped her onto her hands and knees, but both Emma and Logan realized what he wanted.

“Get him hard again, darlin’,” he said to Emma as he thrust his aching cock back into her pussy. The soft walls convulsed around him as she took Logan’s cock in her mouth. She moaned as Jace caressed her ass, softly lifting and separating the cheeks to expose her anus. He caressed her puckered hole with his thumb as he fucked her pussy slowly, and grinned as he watched her take Logan’s rapidly recovering erection into her mouth.

Emma moaned, her legs quivering, as he pressed harder against her anus. Memories of her admission last night that she’d never had anal sex spun through his head as he started to slam harder into her pussy. Logan had wrapped his hands in her hair, controlling her movements, holding her steady for Jace’s pounding. Jace leaned over and grabbed the bottle of lube, hurriedly squirted a generous amount onto his fingers, and pressed them against her anus.

“Relax,” Logan ordered as Emma tensed up between them. Jace worked his finger into her ass, breaching the tight muscle as he fucked her slowly. Emma began to relax once more, so Jace pressed a second finger into her tight hole. She moaned around Logan’s cock as Jace scissored his fingers, stretching and relaxing her muscles in preparation for him to take her there.

“Push back, darlin’,” Jace said as he ran a soothing hand over her ass and spine. “Push out with the muscles. Let me in, sweet Emma.”

She made a soft, low moaning sound as he said the words, but did exactly what he asked. He added a third finger just as Logan started fucking her mouth a little faster. He held her hair, controlling her movements, but also watching her closely for any signs of discomfort. He nodded at Jace to continue.

Easing out of her pussy, Jace spread lube over his cock and then pressed the head against her rear passage.

* * * *

Emma tensed up
, struggling to control her nervousness
, but Logan stopped thrusting into her mouth and caressed her face
until she relaxed. As she calmed down
she got the impression that he
nodded for Jace to continue.

She
could feel pressure against her anus, and she moaned at the strange feeling as he slowly pressed into her ass.
Finally, the head of his cock popped through the strong ring of muscle, and
Jace
slid deeper into her
back passage
. The muscles pulsed around
the invasion
, her legs shaking, her muscles quivering. Damn, the
feeling
was amazing. I
ncredibly, i
nstead of being frightened or tense, she was on the verge of coming.
How the hell did that happen?

Logan
caressed her face
again
.
“Not yet, little one.”

Jace
groaned as he slowly withdrew, and
Emma squirmed as the burning, stretching feeling added to her need.
Jace pull
ed
part way out and
then
slamm
ed
back into her ass.
Logan
groaned as his cock slid deeper into her throat, the sound affecting
her
all the way to the soles of
her
feet.

He pulled out almost fully but thrust hard
nearly immediately
,
seemingly
unable to bear the separation. Over and over he drove into her ass, his hands gripping her hips hard
.
S
weat
trickled between her breasts
as
s
he desperately withheld
her
orgasm.

“Come,” he
ordered
at the same time that he sped the pace. Logan grabbed the chain between her breasts, yanking hard as her body went into meltdown. She cried out, gasping for air as Logan pulled his cock from her mouth.
Her ass grabbed
Jace
, squeezing rhythmically as orgasm swept through her.
Over and over heat rippled over her skin, her body gripping Jace tighter, caressing his cock as he fucked her faster.

* * * *

Jace rode her hard, his own climax insistent and demanding. Heat boiled in his balls, the desire and need throwing him over the edge and into ecstasy. He grunted as his cum spurted into the condom, his orgasm going on and on. He held her for a moment, but pulled out quickly, worried that the condom might spill.

Breathless, he looked to Logan to give their girl the words he needed to say. Logan knew exactly what he wanted.

“Well done, little sub,” he said a moment before he thrust his cock back into her mouth. Released from Jace’s hold, she scrambled forward, bobbing her head enthusiastically on Logan’s hard erection. Logan’s eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head as she did something that sent him over the edge. He gasped, holding her still as he came in her mouth, groaning as she licked him clean. She mewled contentedly when he stroked her face.

Still a little wobbly from his incredible orgasm, Jace leaned over and pressed a kiss to the back of Emma’s neck. “Come on, darlin’. Let’s get cleaned up and back to the party.”

She grumbled halfheartedly but let Logan lift her up as Jace wiped her down and spread a soothing cream over the tiny marks left by the flogger. She was practically asleep as Jace pulled his clothes back on. He took her from Logan, and Logan turned and cleaned the equipment down and then dragged on his own clothes.

By the time they made it back to the party, Logan seemed content to watch as Emma slept in Jace’s arms. After a short while of holding her close, Jace realized that Logan was once again trying to pull away from their unusual arrangement. To hell with that. Even if Logan was only here for a short while, they owed it to all three of them to explore where this relationship was going.

He lifted their beautiful, sleeping sub in his arms, carried her over to Logan, and handed her to him. He looked uncomfortable, but Jace didn’t miss the way his expression softened when he looked at the contentment on Emma’s face.

Chapter Eight

Logan woke in a strange bed. As a SEAL, he was used to sleeping in unusual places, but waking beside Jace wasn’t one he’d been expecting. He shuffled closer to the edge as memories of everything the three of them had gotten up to last night filtered through his mind. It took maybe another two seconds of groggy thinking to realize that Emma wasn’t in the room.

Fear spiked through him. Her ex-boyfriend was dangerous. She couldn’t go home alone, and both he and Jace had conspired to keep her so exhausted that she didn’t want to. Except that now she wasn’t in the bed and she wasn’t in the room. He leaped off the bed so quickly that Jace came awake almost instantly. The word “Emma” left his lips before he even seemed fully cognizant of the fact that she was missing. They both began to move at the same time, but the flushing of the toilet thankfully brought them both back down from panic.

How she’d managed to wiggle her way out of the blankets without waking either man was quite a mystery, and Logan folded his arms in annoyance. The misplaced adrenaline made him grumpy, and Logan vowed that she wouldn’t leave the bed again without his permission. He didn’t like waking not knowing where she was, and he’d tan her hide if she tried it again.

Fuck. What the hell was wrong with him? He had a job to get back to. Emma was just a pleasant diversion, not his permanent submissive. He shook his head sharply, hoping to clear it.

Emma crept back into the room. Her eyes widened when she found both men awake and waiting for her. She hesitated, probably sensing Logan’s anger at himself.
Way to go, dickhead
, he thought derisively.
Just scare the poor woman for no good reason.

“I’m going to buy some breakfast. Any requests?” he asked without actually looking at Emma or Jace. He rushed, not willing to take excess time pulling on his clothes and unreasonably irritated by every small delay that kept him in the room. He finally glanced over to find Emma looking at him, yet not with the fear he’d been expecting, but rather a concerned frown.

He wanted to explain, to apologize, but since he had no idea what was going on in his head, he doubted he could clarify it to anyone else. Unable to stop himself, he opened his arms for her, and she quickly moved into his embrace. He held her tight against him, just breathing in her unique scent and enjoying having her close.

“I’ll be back soon,” he said as he finally lifted her back onto the bed and turned to go.

“Car keys are on the kitchen bench,” Jace called as Logan left the room.

Damn. Logan shook his head as he headed to the kitchen. He hadn’t even given a thought to how he would go and buy breakfast. Jace had though. In fact Jace had noticed way too much about Logan in the past couple days. It was quite likely the man understood Logan better than he understood himself at the moment.

Hell, just what he needed—to share a sub with a Dom whose perception extended to him as well.

* * * *

Jace smiled at Emma as Logan stomped down the hallway. She practically held her breath until they heard the front door close and then the car start.

She bit her lips, but the small laugh escaped anyway.

“I’m sorry…um…Sir, but for a moment there I thought he was going to spank me for using the bathroom.”

“I think he contemplated it.”

“What?” Emma asked, sounding just a little bit horrified. “I mean, what, Sir?”

“Let’s drop the ‘Sir’ part for now,” he said, pulling her into his arms and settling them both back on the mattress. “I’ve never been a full-time Dom, and something tells me you won’t be comfortable as a full-time sex slave.”

He felt her muscles tense. He’d used the word slave deliberately, wanting to be certain that she knew the difference.

“No, I wouldn’t like that at all.” They lay together quietly for a few moments, but he could practically hear the thoughts churning in her brain. “What’s the difference between a submissive and a sex slave?”

“It varies from person to person, but in my experience, couples who live as slave and Master live that way every moment of every day. The Master always makes the decisions, and the slave does as he or she is told or they get punished.”

“I don’t think I’d like that.” She didn’t quite manage to suppress the shudder that coursed through her.

“It works well for some people,” he said as he ran his fingers through her hair. “Viper and Bianca seem happy.”

“Bianca is a slave?”

“Yes.”

“I suppose she seemed happy enough,” Emma said judiciously, “but it is definitely not something I would enjoy.”

“Same here,” he said honestly. “I wouldn’t want to be responsible for every decision that needed to be made. That’s why being a Dom suits me.”

“So you can be bossy when it suits you?” she asked with mischief in her voice.

“That’s right,” he said, rolling her underneath him. “Like now, when I spank your ass for being a brat.”