Bound to be Taken (Emergence) (33 page)

With a loud groan, Dane drew up tall and pushed Aiden’s head down tight against his groin, holding him steady. Through gritted teeth, he muttered, “Swallow me, Aid. Swallow all of me.”

Stephanie could just make out Aiden’s throat as he sucked Dane’s cock dry. When he released the long length and sat back on his heels, he wiped his lips with his hand. Water cascaded over his head now and he tipped his neck to let the stream run down his face.

Aiden carefully rolled the condom off his half-hard cock and reached just outside the shower to drop it in the trash.

Her knees nearly buckled. She didn’t know what willpower she was drawing on to remain standing. She watched as the men finished washing and flipped the water off. They stepped from the shower as though nothing untoward had occurred and each of them grabbed a towel. Ignoring her, they dried their skin and hair and set the towels aside.

When they finished, they each stepped into boxers and then turned to Stephanie. Dane held a dry washcloth, which he used to wipe the final drips from her skin. She didn’t even ask why they didn’t use a towel. She was catching on. The small square was far more degrading since it never covered any of her flesh from their view.

Her stomach clenched at the realization. Aiden wrapped a towel around her hair at least and squeezed the length until he had it as dry as possible.

Without words, they moved through the bathroom. Dane pulled out the bench seat from this morning and motioned for Stephanie to sit. She did, consciously letting her legs fall open. Aiden worked through her hair with a comb and then dried it with the hairdryer. She could get used to the way they cared for her.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her cheeks rosy, her eyes huge. When they were satisfied with their work, they stood back and gazed at her from top to bottom. She watched them in the mirror. She didn’t move. No one had insinuated she should.

Aiden turned to Dane and cocked his head. Dane nodded, his gaze turning to Stephanie’s in the mirror. “Come here, babe.” He took her hand and she stood.

Confused, she followed them from the room. When Dane reached the bed, he backed her up to the mattress, lifted her around the waist and set her on the edge.

She stared up at them as they pushed her back several inches and each took a leg, spreading her open. She held her breath, worrying about what they might expect her to endure. Whatever they might put inside her this time she didn’t think she could tolerate without coming. She’d been on the edge far too long today.

Aiden grazed the inside of her thigh with the backs of his knuckles, making her flinch. “You’ve done so well, little sub. We’re so proud of you. It must have been difficult to watch us in the shower.”

“Yes, Sir. It was a challenge.” She’d wanted to touch herself while she watched them. “Difficult” was an understatement.

Dane spoke next. “We want you to have the world, Steph. Sometimes we will deny you as our submissive, but we will also reward you for persistent good behavior. You’ve earned some pampering after all you’ve endured today.”

Relieved, she slunk back onto her elbows and when they shook, she flopped completely onto her back. Her legs were shaking too, but each man had a grip on one and they pressed them farther apart.

“Look at me, Steph,” Aiden said.

She let her blurry gaze land on his face as he brushed a finger through her folds, gathering her moisture and spreading it up across her clit.

OhGodohGod.
Whatever denial she’d suffered today would be obliterated in an instant if he would just rub her clit a few more times. She gritted her teeth as she struggled to continue watching Aiden’s face.

When he released her gaze, she exhaled, but only for a moment. Both men ducked their head and knelt between her legs. They tugged her body forward until her ass almost hung off the side of the bed.

Stephanie gripped the comforter with her fists on both sides, grasping as though to keep herself from sliding off the edge.

She tilted her face until her chin touched her neck, straining to watch her men. Inches from her pussy, they kissed briefly before both their tongues came out to tangle with each other. Stephanie purred deep in her throat, the sound shocking her.

Without pausing, Aiden and Dane leaned forward and settled those tongues on her clit, flicking them rapidly in tandem. Stephanie bucked at the first contact. She would have shot off the bed, but the men must have anticipated her reaction because both of them gripped her thigh at the top and held her steady, pressing her into the mattress.

It was too much and not enough all at once. The constant barrage of sensation was multiplied by two with both tongues moving at once. The fact that they were also stroking each other made her widen her eyes. It was so sexy to watch them lick her so reverently while rubbing against each other at the same time.

Aiden lowered a few inches and pressed his tongue inside her pussy, reaching deep and flicking the top wall of her entrance.

She squeezed her fists, the comforter doing nothing to help ground her.

Her eyes fluttered shut until she couldn’t resist letting them close completely as she caved in to the sensations and concentrated on how fucking good it felt to have two men worshiping her that way.

She fell back when she could no longer support her head with her neck. Fingers caressed her everywhere.

Aiden’s tongue rejoined Dane’s, licking a path to her clit. One of them filled the loss inside her with a thumb, pumping the digit in and out so fast she could hardly keep from coming. She assumed she had permission to come, but she wanted this experience to last. It felt so damn good.

Startling her, her other Dom pushed a finger into her tight channel, joining the first. She moaned, but the stretching was short lived. He must have only been gathering wetness, because a moment later that finger teased its way down and pressed into her tighter lower hole.

They’d breached that hole before, but it would take a long time for her to get used to the idea. So open. So invaded. So fucking hot. Her synapses fired all over her body at once. She shook as though cold. She held on to the edge of reason by a thread, waiting…

“Come, babe,” Dane demanded, his tongue disappearing from her clit for only an instant.

When he pressed back against her nub, blocking Aiden from touching the sensitive tip, she lost all control. The orgasm started deep and seemed to come from both inside and outside her pussy all at once.

She screamed. Both men continued the assault, not releasing their grip on her thighs, not allowing her to buck into their touch…not pausing their stroking inside both her holes.

When the first orgasm slowed to a low pulsing another one followed on its heels. Her feet shot out straight and she held herself rigid while the second wave of pleasure washed through her, both tongues resuming their constant flicking. Her pussy felt swollen even to herself, her clit seeming to protrude farther than usual. Every ounce of her blood had traveled to the space between her legs.

Gradually the torment receded until her Doms removed their fingers from inside her and released her clit to nibble tiny kisses around her entire pussy. They eased off in no rush until she lay limp against the bed, her body mush, contentment a welcome sensation.

“So gorgeous, Steph.” Dane’s voice was raspy. Each word forced air across her open sex, making her flinch. It almost tickled. “I love watching you come. It’s ambrosia.”

As her eyelids fluttered open, she watched Aiden stand and pad from the room. The leg he’d held flopped onto the bed as Dane stroked her thighs with his fingers. “Hang on a second.”

She couldn’t have moved if the fire alarm had gone off. It was moot to ask her to hang on. She was limp. Sated.

The only thing that would have made the experience better would have been for one of them to enter her with their cock. But she’d learned not to expect that anytime soon.

Aiden returned with a washcloth in hand. He spread the fingers of one hand on her thigh. “It’s warm.” He set the cloth on her pussy, covering the sensitive area completely, and then applied just enough pressure to wipe off the evidence of her orgasm.

She flinched, her skin so responsive to touch.

“You’re so pink after you come, a deeper shade that’s almost red,” Dane said as the cloth disappeared. He stood and leaned over her, kissing her briefly and then pulling her to sitting. “Can you stand?” He grinned, clearly proud to have been the cause of her lack of motor control.

She nodded. “I think so, Sir.” She scooted off the bed until her feet rested on the carpet. When she was sure her legs wouldn’t fail her, she took a step, allowing Dane to lead her back into the bathroom.

He seated her on the bench once again, facing the center of the room. She braced herself by grasping the edges of the seat to keep from swaying as she recovered.

Both men crouched in front of her so that she had to look down to make eye contact.

Aiden kissed her thigh and held her knee. “You deserved that. I hope it will help you relax this evening. We wanted you to know how proud we are and how much we adore you.”

Stephanie swallowed the lump that formed in her throat. They’d been so caring. The look on both men’s faces now spoke volumes about the depth of their feelings toward her after so few days. She couldn’t speak. If she could have opened her mouth, she’d have thanked them, but instead she bit the inside of her lip and tried to avoid the onslaught of emotion welling up behind her eyes.

They smiled as they stood, both leaning down to kiss her forehead.

Dane squeezed her arm and then stepped back. “We’re going to get ready now. You okay?”

“Yes, Sir,” she managed on a whisper.

As they walked away, she followed them with her gaze, still holding the edge of the seat and hoping she wouldn’t teeter to one side as she regained the blood flow to her limbs little by little.

Both men wandered in and out of the attached walk-in closet until they returned to her side fully dressed in black pants and black silk shirts opened several buttons to reveal their chests. Even their shoes were black.

“Stand,” Dane commanded. He held the leather dress from the fetish shop and she lifted her arms to allow him to put it on. Aiden bent in front of her and zipped the lower section before standing and lacing the part between her breasts.

“Spin around, slowly,” Aiden instructed.

They didn’t look her in the eye as they inspected her from the neck down.

“You look fantastic,” Dane declared. He tapped one leg and then the other to slip the highest heels she’d ever worn onto her feet. They were expensive and well-made so they weren’t uncomfortable, but she still worried about falling on her face from the newness of the height.

Aiden handed her the makeup case she’d had in her purse and her face burned at the thought of him going through her belongings. Surely there had been a mess of receipts and tampons and panty liners.
Ugh.

“Just a little mascara and lip gloss is all you need, baby. You’re so gorgeous as you are, I don’t want you to cover yourself with products.” Aiden smiled at her.

“Yes, Sir.” She knew the role was long since expected. She needed to get her demure self together and pay attention to their instructions so she didn’t find herself in the same position as earlier again anytime soon.

A few quick swipes of mascara and lip gloss and she was set.

“One more thing, and then we go.” Dane nodded toward the bedroom and she followed.

When she reached the bed right behind him, Aiden spoke. “Lean over at the waist and put your forehead and hands on the edge of the mattress.”

Why?
She swallowed and did as he said. His firm hand landed on the small of her back and stroked her none too gently. “Spread your legs, Steph,” Aiden continued. He lifted her skirt over her ass and held it tight against her back.

With her legs spread and her ass sticking up, she felt more vulnerable than she had on her back on the bed under their perusal.
My ass. Fuck.

A popping sound made her flinch, but Aiden held her steady. She couldn’t keep from squeezing her ass cheeks together when she felt a slippery, cold substance land on her rear entrance. Oh God. She wasn’t ready for anal play. Not yet. They hadn’t even taken her pussy. She didn’t think she could tolerate being finger fucked right now, or worse, their cocks.

“Relax,” Aiden soothed, his words doing nothing to calm her nerves. “Dane’s just going to work your ass open a little to accept your first plug. Hold still.”

First plug! No. No. No.

She squirmed, but Aiden gripped her hips with both hands and held her steady. “It’ll be easier if you relax. We aren’t going to hurt you. This first plug is just a small one. Don’t get so worked up.”

She tried to be still, but it was difficult. All her brain cells concentrated on the finger now working into her, sliding in deeper with each pass, fucking her ass and swirling around inside her until she grew accustomed to the sensation and found it even more arousing.
How could this make me horny?
Dane was gentle and slow, gradually adding a second finger and scissoring the two inside her, stretching her farther.

The feeling was invasive, violating and exquisite. She moaned and Aiden patted her ass as he released his grip. “See? Told you you’d like it. If you would just take our word for it, we’ll take care of you. We would never do anything that wasn’t for your own good. Our aim is pleasure, not pain.”