Blake, Abby - Maya's Masters [Viper's Dungeon 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (11 page)

She grabbed at his T-shirt, dragging the material over his head and returning to kiss him almost feverishly. He groaned, deepening the contact, taking charge, dominating her even though this was supposed to be their last chance at vanilla.

He wrapped his arms around her back, dragged the clasp of her bra open, and dropped the material to the floor. Unable to help himself, he lowered to his knees and feasted on her breasts. She moaned at the first touch of his mouth, the beaded nipple pulling even tighter as he worshipped the taut bud. He switched to the other breast, his hands on her ass, kneading the soft flesh, holding her in place, one hand moving higher up her spine when she tried to squirm away from the intense sensation.

She moaned that deep sound that he already knew meant she was on the verge of orgasm. He ran his fingers down the string of her panties, lifting the material away from her body and dragging the scrap of lace to the floor. She stepped out of her underwear, the thigh-high stockings and sexy heels somehow sexier now that she was naked.

He pressed a kiss to her belly, sighing when her arms came around him and hugged his head to her soft flesh. They held each other that way for endless moments, the comfort and acceptance overwhelming in the midst of such arousal.

Cam stood, lifted her up so that her legs wrapped around his waist, and then took the three steps to the bed. He lowered her to the mattress, following her down and pressing kisses to every inch of flesh he could reach. She opened her legs for him, and he pushed them wider, wedging his shoulders in between her thighs as he explored her feminine flesh with his eyes.

Her pussy was swollen, the pink lips puffy with her arousal and coated in her shiny juices. She gasped as he pried open the soft flesh with his fingers, exposing her clit. It was hard and slippery, and he gently rubbed over it with his thumb, smiling as she lifted into his touch, her sensuous writhing and soft moans sending his own arousal soaring higher.

Pushing her legs even wider, he dipped his head to her pussy, lapping at her flesh, tasting the sweet tang, and then diving in for more. He flicked his tongue over the tumescent little bud of her clitoris, grinning as he felt her shaking increase. She scrabbled for a grip, running her hands through his hair, seeming unsure if she wanted to drag him closer or hold him away.

But then he pushed her legs higher, thrust his tongue into her creamy pussy, and forced her into orgasm. She moaned, shaking all over as he suckled her flesh, licking at the cream she’d made just for him, as her body continued to vibrate in his grasp.

She grabbed at him, the hands in his hair now insistent and demanding. He moved up the bed, covering her with his body, kissing her mouth, coating her lips with her own shiny juices. She sucked on his tongue, holding him close, her need for him obvious as she tried to undo his dress pants with one hand.

He rolled off her, the movement taking him to his feet to stand beside the bed. Quickly he undid the restrictive material, shucking his pants quickly, kicking off his shoes impatiently.

Cam saw Derek press a condom into Maya’s hand and finally realized the man was still in the room. He laughed quietly, wondering if Derek’s idea of vanilla was different to his own. It was only the second time in his life that he’d shared a sexual experience with a woman while another man watched, but somehow it felt natural. It felt as if Derek belonged there in that room with them.

Finally naked, Cam moved closer to the bed as Maya rolled onto her knees and tore the wrapper off the condom. She wound a hand around his aching cock and almost brought him undone with her unpracticed movements. He was grinding his teeth, silently yelling at himself not to blow as she finally got the condom over his hard flesh.

And then she lay back against the pillows and held her arms open in welcome. Unable to decline her sweet invitation, Cam climbed onto the bed and covered her once more. She wrapped her legs around his hips, her warm pussy lips gliding against his cock, the contact making them both sigh.

He ground his teeth together, trying to go slowly, trying to let her adjust to his size as he eased into her warm pussy. But Maya had other ideas. She lifted up, meeting him halfway, taking him deep into her body. He groaned as she moved away, only to lift up again, engulfing his shaft, possessing him more thoroughly than any woman he’d ever known.

Cam followed her down, pushing her hard against the mattress before pulling partway out and thrusting back in. He drew away again, his instinct to take her hard and fast, to make her his, to claim her in this most primitive of ways, threatening to destroy his self-control.

But then she squeezed him with her flesh, the soft walls of her pussy holding him trapped, caressing his hard cock as instinct took over and she lifted up to meet his movements. He lost it, thrusting hard and deep over and over, fucking her faster than he wanted, but unable to stop their race to climax. He felt her shaking, her soft whimpers music to his ears, as he slammed into her willing body again and again and again.

She moaned as her climax took her, the heavenly feeling of her pussy grasping and releasing his cock damn near unbelievable. He groaned as his own orgasm raced through his body, the cum bursting from his cock as he continued to pound into her. He slammed home, his cock pulsing and throbbing as he filled the condom, cursing the barrier even as he understood its need.

He collapsed onto her, rolling them both to the side as they caught their breath. Unwilling to risk the condom spilling, Cam pressed a kiss to Maya’s forehead and then moved away. His legs shook as he lifted to his feet, but it was the instruction that Derek gave to Maya that had Cam’s heartbeat racing once more.

* * * *

“Roll over, sub. Head and shoulders on the mattress, knees underneath you, ass in the air.” Maya quickly followed Derek’s instructions, her exhaustion forgotten under the onslaught of renewed arousal. “Good girl.”

He caressed her ass, his warm hands roaming over the soft flesh, inflaming her need, driving her desire to please him even higher.

“Fifteen for coming so beautifully in Cam’s arms.”

The first whack stung like the devil, and she shuffled on her knees in an instinctive reaction to crawl away. But her need to obey her master overrode her instinct, and she stalled the movement before it really began.

“Good girl,” Derek said as he caressed her stinging skin.

She felt a brief moment of panic when she realized she hadn’t counted and blurted out the word, “One.” The second hit followed almost immediately, this time on her other butt cheek, the heat radiating outward as her clit swelled once more with need. “Two.”

She felt him bend over and press a kiss to each sore spot before moving away and delivering a third smack to her upper thigh. She grunted with the pain, the strange sting unlike her spanking last night. “Three.” She was fairly certain he wasn’t using his hand, but the stinging slap against her flesh didn’t hurt anywhere near as badly as she imagined the paddles at the club would feel.

She tensed up waiting for the fourth blow, but Derek caressed her bottom and thighs, his clever fingers gliding over the supersensitized flesh of her pussy, dipping inside her before rubbing over her clit briefly. She was on the verge of orgasm by the time he delivered the rest of the blows. She managed to count them, but she couldn’t even be sure the words left her mouth as an incredible tingle covered her entire body. She gasped, her body alight with intense sensation as Derek lifted her ass higher and tongue-fucked her to orgasm.

She screamed as the dam broke, liquid heat drenching every cell in her body as she went into meltdown. She shook all over, wave after wave of incredible sensation drowning her in ecstasy as her climax went on and on and on.

She barely had a moment to catch her breath before Derek slammed his cock into her pussy, thrusting to the hilt before holding her hard against him and caressing a hand over her sore bottom.

“You are absolutely perfect, sub. And your hairbrush makes quite a good substitute for a paddle.” Her hairbrush? She’d never even considered using it for anything other than brushing her hair, but she doubted she’d ever be able to look at it the same way after this. “Come again,” Derek demanded.

He didn’t even need to touch her clit, just his growled order and the hard smack on her thigh was enough to push her over the edge once more. She felt him throbbing inside her, his cock caressing her insides even as her muscles clamped down on him. Gasping for breath, unable to move, Maya smiled at Cam as she realized he’d been watching the whole time.

Her body was still quivering when Derek rolled them onto their sides and slid his hand over her belly and up to her breasts. He toyed with the hard buds, pinching them as he whispered how pretty they would be with nipple clamps.

But just like Cam, Derek pulled away too soon, his hand brushing against her stinging flesh as he secured the base of the condom and pulled out of her body. But before he rolled away he ordered, “Hands and knees, sub.”

* * * *

Derek nodded to Cam as he caressed Maya’s spine and told her how beautiful she looked. She may not have been a trained submissive, but her responses were natural and honest, and he couldn’t remember enjoying watching a sub more than he did with Maya.

He knew his feelings ran deeper for the woman than he’d intended. Even as he felt a mild panic that he was getting too close to her, he found the peace that he craved. Maya was nothing like Caroline, and it was about time he stopped judging other subs by one woman’s callous actions.

He disposed of the condom, cleaned himself up, and headed back into the bedroom. He smiled when he realized Maya was exactly where he left her. Cam stood by the edge of the bed caressing her spine, her shoulders, her arms, the strokes gentle, reassuring, loving. And unbelievably, in that moment, Derek knew that the three of them were meant to be together. Somehow, it just made sense. Cam loved Maya—that much was obvious—and Derek had loved Maya for a long time, even if he’d only just admitted it to himself.

“You look beautiful, sub.”

Derek caressed Maya’s face, smoothing away the single tear that escaped her eyes as she smiled up at him. Her lips were kiss swollen, and he couldn’t imagine anything more amazing than having them wrapped around his cock.

“Open,” he said as he pressed his surprisingly renewed erection against her lips. She responded immediately, her soft moan inflaming his senses, the hard suction making him groan in return. He threaded his hands through her hair, holding her trapped, testing her reactions, making sure she trusted him enough not to panic. She ran her tongue over the underside of his cock, shocking him, testing his own self-control.

He pushed deeper, holding her still, reading her reactions. “Swallow,” he instructed as he touched the back of her throat. She struggled, her breathing coming in short bursts as she worked to overcome her gag reflex and swallow around the head of his cock. Finally she managed it, nearly lifting him to his toes with the incredible sensation.

Derek pulled away, smiling at her moue of protest. He pressed a thumb to her lips, rubbing over the swollen flesh as he waited for her to relax. She must have realized why he was delaying, because she closed her eyes, released a soft breath, and once again wore that serene smile. He helped her from the bed, turned her around to face Cam, and then wrapped his arms around her.

“Master Cameron and I are going to fuck you the way we saw at the club.” Derek lifted his hands to her chest, squeezing her breasts and treating the nipples roughly, pleased when her legs wobbled and Cam smiled at her response. “But first, I have some decorations for these beautiful breasts. Master Cameron, please get the black box on the dresser.” Cam grabbed the right box and turned back to face them. “Open it and show our sub her new favorite toys.”

As soon as he’d seen them Derek had known they were perfect for Maya. The nipple clamps were G-shaped clasps that could be screwed on tight or left slightly looser if so desired. They came with a collection of swinging decorations that could be clipped one at a time onto the base of the clamp so that they slowly increased the weight. They were perfect for beginners, but this set in particular had caught his eye. The jewels were bright blue, the same sapphire color as Maya’s eyes. The set also came with four ornamental butterflies on differing lengths of chain. If all six weights were attached to the G-clamps the butterflies would dangle, pulling against her nipples, increasing her arousal exponentially, as they seemed to flutter below her breasts.

Maya reached out to touch the pretty jewels, but Derek pulled her arms behind her, trapping both hands in one of his own.

“Master Cameron is going to decorate these beautiful breasts. Stay still and don’t come until we give you permission.”

Cam looked a little nervous, but he grabbed the tiny clamp in his big fingers, checked how the mechanism worked, and stepped in front of Maya. Already Maya’s heart rate had increased, her knees wobbling as she waited. Derek pinched her left nipple, pulling at the tiny bud until Maya gasped quietly from the pain.