Innocence Defied (New York) (18 page)

“Yes, Sir,” Zoe replied meekly. “It’s my nickname.”

He gave an irritated chuckle. “Fitting. I know this is all new to you but I also know what kind of Master you have. There is no way he hasn’t given you a full lesson on the importance and proper use of safe words.” He stood straight and started undoing his cuffs and rolled his sleeves back as he spoke. “I trust that he will see to repeating that lesson at another time. As for now, I will just say this.” Sleeves rolled, Evan sat back in his chair and pulled her hips until her butt was hanging just off the edge of the table. “Any sub of mine who used her safe word when she wasn’t hurt or scared would be hogtied naked and used as a coffee table at my next cocktail party.” Then he put his mouth back on her, and tore away any chance she had at withholding her orgasm.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Gage had never felt the way he did at this moment. He was overcome with an insane urge to rip Evan from Zoe’s body and beat the man bloody, yet at the same time seeing her like this was the most thrilling and erotic sight he had ever experienced. This exquisite creature was his. Her body and its pleasures were at his command, and the knowledge fueled him like nothing else on this earth.

Gage waited until the worst of the screams and shudders of her climax melted away, then leaned over until his lips brushed her ear with each word he spoke. “Pet, you are in serious trouble now. I’ve taught you better than this.” His hands looked like catchers mitts when he cupped her delicate face. “Oh, the things I am going to do to you.” He tsked along the sensitive spot just behind her ear. “I can’t wait.” Her guttural shout when he scraped his teeth there was like a hit of hard liquor to his system.

“Let’s get her better suited for both of us, Master Evan.” Gage stood and walked around the table until he was opposite Evan and helped the other man slide her back until her head was off the table. Evan would have to lean forward a little to continue feasting, but now they both had access to her.

With legs spread and standing within inches of her nose, Gage ordered, “Open wide, darlin’.” He waited with arms crossed for her compliance. As soon as those rosy lips parted, Gage pulled open is belt and loosed his erection. With his hand cupped tight to the base, he lowered his cock into the heaven that was Zoe’s eager mouth. They’d done this enough now that she knew exactly what he liked and the hot, wet suction tightened every muscle in his body and had a growl rumbling in his chest.

Heat, tongue and wet sucking set him on fire. The angle afforded him the deepest access he’d had from her mouth and as he sank into the oblivion that was Zoe, he was sure that life would never get better than this. The sounds she made were a symphony of tortured lovemaking. The wet gurgling and slurping of his shaft sliding in and out of her devil-blessed throat roared in his ears. The equally wet sounds of Evan still devouring her cunt was a perfect harmony of lust. And above it all the delirious moans and whimpers she made, lost in the sea of wicked, indulgent bliss they had submerged her in.

Evan was growing fiercer as he ate her and Zoe struggled against their grips. He knew she was fighting herself and Gage helped. Only he smiled, because he knew she wouldn’t realize he was helping. He shoved his cock down her throat ‘til it obstructed her breathing. “You gonna come, pet? Huh?”

Her eyes bulged and she tried to shake her mouth free but he held steady for a count of twenty. When he pulled back, her eyes were watering and she was gasping for breath.

“Not so close now though, right?”

As understanding dawned and her gasps subsided, a wicked smile spread her lips and she floored him when she answered, “No, Sir. Thank you.” And then opened her mouth for more. He heard Evan’s dark chuckle and met the man’s eyes across the woman they shared for the night and the two of them had identical shit-eating grins before diving back to the business at hand.

“Fuck!” Gage’s shout was to the ceiling because if he looked at her for too long he was going to blow before he was ready. Goddamn, but the woman could suck. Every nerve he possessed was drawn tight as a bowstring and he was dangerously close to losing control.

With a groan, he filled his hands with her breasts, squeezing the mounds together so the nipples almost touched. He used them as his anchor and took five deep hard thrusts to the back of her throat. Evan reached up and pinched each nipple between his fingers, tweaking and pulling on the sex-roughened flesh with harsh treatment as his mouth worked double time on her clit.

Gage knew there was no holding back from this. She didn’t have the training or experience to withstand such an assault. For two more thrusts he let her suffer—punishment for earlier—then he gave her the keys to her cell, “Come for us, darlin’. Come for me.”

Zoe came unhinged. There was no describing the glory of her release in that moment. She flailed within the limited space they provided, screamed around his thrusting cock, and came. And came. And came.

When Evan sat back, his black shirt front was clinging to his chest with her juices and the entire bottom of his face glistened. His lungs worked hard and the look he leveled at Gage conveyed a wealth of signals.

He wanted her. Bad. She had taken him to a place with her open response that Gage knew was rare indeed. He knew, too, that Evan would do nothing to upset the Dom/sub balance that they had established. Zoe’s uninhibited response had pushed them to a higher level than they had prepared for. Evan, being the kind of Dom that he was, would not proceed without knowing Gage was aware of the shift in dynamics and was still in the proper headspace to control it.

Zoe was floating in deep subspace. Her body and emotions an open book for all to read and dissect. In the wrong hands, this would be devastating. In the hands of a Dom with a broken moral code, it could ruin her. Create damage that could last a lifetime.

She was not in the wrong hands. That Evan backed off and waited for Gage to direct only reinforced Gage’s decision to have him be the first invited guest to share his Zoe with. It showed him Evan was a Master in every sense of the word, and understood what it meant when you had a woman give herself so completely to you.

At a signal from Gage, Evan nodded and stood. As he unfastened his pants and rolled on a condom, Gage knelt down and got Zoe to look him in the eye.

“You’re ready, darlin’,” he whispered to her as he caressed her face with trembling fingers. “You are so fucking beautiful. You’ve made me so proud tonight. God, Zoe, I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” Then his lips sealed against hers, and she rocked his world with her tongue against his as much as everything else she’d done this evening, and it was
him
that moaned around the kiss this time, not her. When he straightened, his knees were in danger of collapsing and it was only that she trusted him to be the strong one keeping him upright.

As he once again slid into the heaven that was her mouth, Gage looked up and met Evan’s eyes. Evan clenched his teeth, along with every muscle in his body and slowly penetrated Zoe. As he sank deeper and deeper, his jaw dropped and a sound of helpless lust rumbled in the other man’s throat.

Gage couldn’t blame the guy. Being inside Zoe was a nirvana that had no comparison, and it was easy to see that Evan understood the precious gift he’d been given.

Sweat glistened on Evan’s head, and the muscles along his jaw trembled when he met Gage’s look and challenged, “Race you to the finish?”

Gage rumbled a laugh. “Man, she’s got you tied in all kinds of knots, huh?” His taunt was ruined, though, because Zoe chose that moment to remember how much he loved it when she swallowed while his shaft was lodged in the back of her throat.

Fuck bravado. “You’re on.”

Gage and Evan both started thrusting deep and hard. Gage thought there was no way Evan could win because he was so close already, but the other man started bucking with a familiar frantic abandon that told Gage just how close he was.

As soon as Evan lost his rhythm and went wild, Zoe started to come again. Her mouth fell slack and delirious screams reverberated around his plunging cock. That was it. Zoe coming. Apparently that was his trigger now. Watching her come unglued sent him flying after her with an explosion of grunting curses and praises alike. As her tender body absorbed the blows from two men and quivered in the rapture of it, Gage opened himself to a truth that could no longer be ignored.

He was in love.

With his best friend’s baby sister.

Fuck.

Gage continued to pant and quake even after the other two had long regained their composure. He had the presence of mind to step back and let Evan slide Oops down on the table until her head no longer dangled, but that seemed to be the limit to his cognitive thinking at the moment. Reeling. That simple revelation had left him reeling. It shouldn’t be this hard to process. He’d always loved her. Since the first time he’d looked into her pink and wrinkly face the day she came home from the hospital, he’d loved her. Only that had been an entirely different kind of love. A shift from brotherly love to this kind shouldn’t be so earth shattering. Should it?

After all, he’d already taken the leap and taken her to bed. Why was the realization he was in love with her filling him with such paralyzing confusion, when fucking her had been a comparatively easy step?

Thank God Evan could be trusted to keep focused and on task. Gage watched as he loosened Zoe’s restraints and checked her for any signs of damage. He was murmuring to her in soft whispers, coddling her while his hands stroked in comfort over her limbs. Every couple seconds, Evan shot him a look that clearly asked when he was going to get his head back in the game and take care of his sub. Gage, however, was frozen in shock and he needed a couple more moments to pull it together so he could touch her without falling apart.

Evan sat her up and brushed her curls back from her face tenderly while she sipped from the water glass he’d handed her. It was when Evan laid the gentle kiss on her forehead while glaring at him that Gage was finally able to snap out of it and get his ass moving around the table to her side. Fuck whatever it was he was dealing with. She was his and still so innocent, he should be ashamed for letting even a second go by that his focus wasn’t on her.

With gentle hands, he folded her in close to his chest and rested his cheek on her sweat-dampened curls. “How you doin’, darlin’?” he asked in as normal a voice as he could muster. Then he realized just touching her wasn’t enough and scooped her up. Once he’d settled in his chair with her all warm and snuggly in his lap he was able to meet Evan’s look with most of his shit together, but not all.

Evan was a smart and intuitive man, and by the look he was leveling at Gage, he knew the guy was clued in to what was happening for him.

“You are an amazing and delightful young lady, Zoe,” Evan told her while he ran a tender hand along her cheek. “Thank you for tonight and the pleasure of your equally amazing and delightful young body.”

Gage chuckled when Zoe blushed at his joke and shyly said, “I should be thanking you. That was incredible. You were so perfect and—”

“Shh, darlin’,” Gage interrupted. “Let the man give you his gratitude. A proper sub says ‘you are welcome and thank you as well, Sir’ then leaves it at that.”

When Zoe started to repeat her proper response, Evan beat her to it with, “Sweet little Oops. Don’t worry yourself over it. As long as I have the promise from your Master that we can continue to have visits such as this, you and I are good.”

She blushed and hid a smile in Gage’s chest, causing a wealth of tenderness and affection to well up inside him. His arms squeezed her just a fraction closer, and he locked gazes with Evan over her head.

With a final tug on a lock of her hair, Evan stood and said, “I’m going to cut the evening short, I think.” When Zoe started to protest, he stopped her off with, “It’s for the best for tonight. You and your Master have some things to discuss. Not the least of which is a lesson in the proper use of safe words.” He reached out and shook Gage’s hand before turning and walking quietly from the room.

Gage stood with Zoe clasped to his chest and headed for the stairs. She was malleable as a warm and sleepy kitten in his arms. He took her straight to the bath connected to his rooms, set her on the lid of the commode then turned on the taps for a nice hot soak.

“You will probably be a little sore in the mornin’, darlin’,” he said as he added Epson salts and some of the bubble bath that was kept under the sink. “But a little time in here should minimize that. C’mon, in ya go.” Gage steadied her as she stood on wobbly legs and helped her ease down into the fragrant foam and steaming water. Since the sunken tub was big enough for five, he shed his clothes and joined her.

Once they were settled with her lounging against his chest, he combed his fingers into her hair and started a pressure-point massage on her scalp and neck. Within seconds, she was purring in contentment.

“Now’s the time to talk, darlin’,” he said softly, never easing up on her rubdown. “Tell me how you felt tonight.”

“Hmm, well.” Zoe’s voice was slurred and breathy, Gage smiled at the boneless way she moved against him as he worked to loosen her muscles. “It was exciting. At first I was scared—goodness, that feels incredible please don’t stop—but Evan was really nice, and I liked that he didn’t touch me until you told him to.”

“Why?”

“Because it—I don’t know—I guess it just sort of reinforced that you were in control, you know? Like I knew I was okay because he wouldn’t do anything you didn’t want him to.” Her delicate shoulders shrugged against him as she tried to put her feelings into words. “There’s a part of me that is kinda weirded out. I mean, I was so okay with being with two guys tonight. I waited so long for you, and never wanted anyone else to touch me before now. How is that even possible? But I don’t know. He was great, he really was, but it was more about you and that you were—I guess, like directing it or something? It was almost like Evan was—I don’t want to insult him or anything—but it was like he was just another toy or tool you were using on me. Does that make sense?” Zoe snuck a look at him over her shoulder and her cheeks were flushed a dark rose. Gage was sure it had nothing to do with the water temperature. “With you there, it was different and when I looked at you and saw that expression on your face when you were watching us…” A shudder swept through her body and Gage saw goose flesh prickle along the arm she had resting on the ledge of the tub. “That look on your face was so intense. You looked at me like…” Her voice trailed off.