Blake, Abby - Emma's Education [Viper's Dungeon 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (15 page)

She was used to making her own way, and as much as he wanted to spoil her, he wouldn’t rob her of that independence.

“I need to contact the bank,” Emma said as anger suddenly filled her features. “Greg didn’t steal my cards, just the damn details. Heaven knows what he’s charging to my accounts.”

“Believe it or not, that’s probably a good thing,” Logan said with a grin. “It means he’s breaking the law, and we should be able to get him arrested.”

“Good,” Emma said as she grabbed the bags with her shoes and stormed out of the shop. “I need a phone.” She glanced around the area as if she were looking for a public telephone booth. Jace pulled his cell phone from his pocket and pressed it into her hand. She shook her head.

Damn stubborn woman.

“Emma,” he said as he wrapped his arms around her middle to hold her in place. “Use my phone. He could still be using your cards. He could spend hundreds more while you search for a public phone that actually works.”

She seemed annoyed as hell but nodded as she took his phone and dialed her bank’s emergency line. Twenty-five minutes and three phone calls later, Emma looked angry, very angry. During the first call, he’d led her over to a bench seat and sat beside her. But as she started to shake during the second call, he’d pulled her onto his lap. He didn’t give a damn who was watching. His sub needed a cuddle.

“What is it?” He’d heard enough of the conversation to know she’d canceled some sort of order but not enough to know what. He glanced at Logan, hoping for some enlightenment, but the man looked as confused as Jace felt.

Emma finally found her voice. “
Somebody
charged seven thousand dollars worth of sex toys to my credit card. They were ordered for a rush delivery and would’ve been delivered tomorrow. But as far as the bank is concerned, it isn’t fraudulent activity since the order was made in
my
name and organized for delivery to
my
address.” She ran a hand through her hair and growled her irritation. “He left enough credit on both cards to get me through the weekend. If I hadn’t tried to buy two pairs of shoes today, I may not have known until it was too late.”

Jace cuddled her closer as she worked herself into a self-righteous temper. No wonder she’d cried yesterday when Logan had spanked her—the woman was way too good at holding her emotions inside. It seemed rather ironic that Logan and Emma had so much in common.

Life with these two would never be dull.

“So what do you want to do now?” Logan asked them both.

“I still need to buy underwear and pick up my dry cleaning.” Emma rubbed her forehead like a headache had settled above her eyes. “Except that, the asshole used all my credit, and until the reversal is processed, I have no fucking money.”

“Enough, Emma,” Logan said with a deep growl in his voice. “Everything will go on my credit card until you have things sorted out with the bank.” She went to argue with him, but it seemed Logan was out of patience. “Quiet, little sub, or I’ll take you over my knee and spank you right here.”

“You wouldn’t!”

“Try me.”

Chapter Nine

Jace watched Emma closely. She seemed stunned by Logan’s stance, but she must’ve realized the man was very serious because she lowered her eyes and whispered, “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl,” he said as he helped her off Jace’s lap and onto her feet. “Now I believe you wanted to visit the lingerie store.”

She nodded shyly, and Logan pressed a soft kiss to her lips before gripping her hand and leading the three of them to the nearest lingerie seller. She tried to buy only one set of bra and panties but ended up with several after Jace whispered that Logan was liable to rip them off before spanking her for wearing them.

Her eyes had darkened, her breathing had quickened, and she’d nodded then purchased more. Logan seemed quite pleased, especially when he convinced her to buy a lace-up bustier and matching panties in a soft pink color. They looked like the style of lingerie a bride might wear under her wedding dress, but on Emma, they matched her coloring perfectly and would look anything but virginal. Jace couldn’t wait to dress her for the club tonight. He had a three-hour shift, but in the time before and afterward, he planned for the three of them to be very wicked.

He felt his cock thicken and tried to ignore the fact that he had an erection in a lingerie store. Talk about horny teenage behavior. By the time they got back to his home, he was hot enough to take her against the door. Fortunately, he had a bit more control than that and made it all the way to the bedroom before dragging her clothes off and urging her to knees.

She looked amazingly content as he pressed his cock against her lips. She easily accepted his invasion, moaning as he stroked in and out of her mouth. Now that he was here, his urgency eased slightly, and he glanced over to see Logan lounging against the doorway watching them.

“That’s a beautiful sight, Emma.” She absorbed his praise, her body seeming to soften as she sucked harder against Jace’s cock. “But one thing is missing.” He disappeared for a few moments and then came back into the room with a pale pink butt plug. Jace smiled. The lingerie store must’ve had toys for sale, but Jace had been too distracted by thoughts of what he’d do with their sub that he’d completely overlooked it.

But Logan hadn’t.

He nodded for Jace to step back a moment. She mewled in protest, but a hard slap against her ass halted the sound. “Behave, little sub.” Logan knelt behind her, urged her onto her hands and knees, and nodded to Jace to kneel in front of her so that his cock bobbed near her face.

“Later tonight, Jace and I are going to take you at the same time. This will help prepare you.” She looked up to Jace, seeking reassurance. She didn’t say yellow, but he could see the questions in her eyes.

“Relax,” Jace said in a tone that made certain she understood that it was an order from her Dom. She closed her eyes, released a deep breath, and made an effort to do as he’d said. She seemed more nervous about the plug than she had yesterday when he’d fucked her ass. Of course, that may have had something to do with the endorphins that had surged through her system after the flogging and then from the very thorough fucking from Logan.

Logan must’ve realized the same thing because he grabbed a condom, sheathed his hard cock, and slowly pushed it into her pussy. She gasped, and Jace took the opportunity to fill her mouth.

Logan moved into her carefully, and then gradually increased his speed. Jace followed his example, both of them thrusting into her body in unison. Jace dropped his hands to her breasts. They swung slightly as Logan and Jace fucked her, and he grabbed the nipples, squeezing hard. She mewled around his cock, squirming between them, not even stopping when Logan smacked her thigh. He slapped her again and again as they both thrust hard and deep into opposite ends of her body.

Logan lifted her off her knees, his hands wrapping underneath. She screamed around Jace’s cock as Logan squeezed her clit and demanded that she come. She trembled between them, her arms shaking as she struggled to hold herself up. Jace thrust his cock to the back of her throat as his own orgasm burst from him. Emma swallowed, the exquisite sensation of her throat caressing his flesh dragging even more cum from him. He shivered as she finally released his cock and lowered her shoulders to the floor.

“Now that, little sub, is a perfect position.”

Logan eased out of her pussy, his cock still hard. With her shoulders on the floor, Emma’s rounded bottom was pointed at Logan, her puckered hole exposed. Logan pressed the narrow end of the plug against her back passage. Emma wriggled slightly, but her movement was sluggish, halfhearted, and Logan easily controlled it with his hand on her hip. Carefully, he pushed the pink plug into her ass, slowing down to fuck her with it when it reached the widest point.

Emma groaned, pushing back against him as her body reawakened to the erotic sensation. Finally, Logan pushed they toy all the way in, twisting it slightly so that the flared end sat snuggly against her flesh.

Then he eased his cock back into her pussy.

* * * *

Too big! Too tight!

Emma somehow found the energy to try and crawl away from the overfull sensation. But Jace was there, kneeling in front of her, stroking her face, calming her down, and finally, her muscles began to relax as she accepted the double invasion.

Holy fuck.

Every muscle squeezed and released, another orgasm spiraling toward her as Logan slid his big cock all the way into her pussy and then held still. He must’ve felt her reaction because he caressed her ass and thighs, tormenting her with small, shallow thrusts as every inch of her body demanded more.

“So tight,” Logan said in a strained voice as he slid back in and rested his groin against her ass. The plug moved slightly, and she jolted as heat coursed through every vein.

“Please,” she begged and then added, “Sir,” for good measure.

“So beautiful,” Jace said as he tilted her face up and caressed her lips with his thumb. “Hold on, darlin’, Logan is about to make you come.”

She didn’t have time to react. Logan pulled out and thrust back into her, hard, very hard. She grunted from the impact but pushed back, demanding more, demanding release. He slapped her thigh. The erotic sting just made her hotter, needier.

“Please,” she whimpered, uncaring how pathetic she might sound. She needed to come, but Logan somehow controlled her now. She couldn’t tip over the edge into bliss. Not without his permission. Fuck, when had that happened?

He held her hips, slamming into her pussy over and over as she begged with her mouth and body. “Come, little sub,” he finally demanded, and she joyously complied. Every muscle vibrated as her ass pulsed around the plug and her pussy caressed his cock. Heat curled through her veins as a kaleidoscope of colors burst behind her eyelids like fireworks. He groaned as she wriggled, pushing back against him, dragging his orgasm from him also.

Finally, sated and exhausted, Logan rolled to the side, taking her with him so that they lay spooned together on the floor. His hand lay protectively over her middle, his arm tightening possessively as Jace sat crossed-legged on the floor in front of them.

“I’ll go run a bath so that you can clean up and get ready for the club.”

She nodded tiredly. “I think I need a nap, too.” She was joking, but considering everything that had happened to her over the last few days, it was probably a very good idea. “Okay, bath first then I’ll tuck you into bed.” She gave him a frown. She was about to argue, but he pressed a finger to her lips. “If you promise to behave, I’ll let Logan cuddle you while you rest.”

She smiled at him, as she realized he was trying to get Logan to rest nearly as much as he was bossing her around.

“Okay, Sir,” she said obediently.

Logan chuckled behind her, his arm tightening momentarily. “I don’t believe misbehaving will be a problem,” he said as he leaned over to nibble on her ear. “I don’t think my legs work anymore.”

It was probably silly to read more into that statement than the joke that it was intended as, but Emma found the strangest pride in being able to induce exhaustion in someone as strong as Logan. She had no doubt that he would leap to his feet ready to defend her from attack if the need arose, but she was very eager to get him into the bed and hopefully get him to sleep for a while.

* * * *

Jace helped his beautiful submissive to her feet. She wobbled slightly, so he lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bathroom. He pressed a kiss to her lips and then placed her facedown over the vanity bench.

She squirmed and made an embarrassed sound, but she stilled when she realized his intention. “Push out,” he ordered as he gripped the base of the plug and pulled it from her ass. She gasped, panting hard, obviously going close to orgasm once more. He caressed her thigh where it was still pink from Logan’s hand and then turned her around and helped her into the tub.

She seemed confused when he grabbed a washcloth and, kneeling at the edge of the tub, started cleaning away the evidence of their lovemaking. “I can do that.”

“I know,” he said with a smile, but he kept washing her down. She frowned, and he leaned over to press a kiss to her nose. “Get used to it, darlin’. This is how a Dom treats his sub when she’s been good.”

She smiled, her mouth tipping unevenly as she tried to hold back whatever protest she considered voicing. He heard Logan step into the shower and was pleased to see her concern for the man showed clearly on her face. He touched her softly, unable to resist his own need to be close to this woman. “No arguments, darlin’. Logan will hold you while you sleep. I want you refreshed and ready for the club tonight.”