McKenzie, Cooper - Daria's Heroes [Men Out of Uniform 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

Daria felt her insides clench at his threat of punishment. What would it feel like to be across Roman’s knees getting a spanking? Would she like that bite of pain? Could it possibly turn her on even more than she already was?

Lowering her shoulders and chest to the mattress, she placed her arms as he wished. They only stayed there a moment as Roman lifted one and then the other to her ass.

“Pull those pretty cheeks apart and hold them that way. No matter what, don’t let go or you’ll earn a spanking,” he ordered gently.

“Yes, Master,” she replied softly.

She sighed as the title passed her lips. It felt so right. Was this what was missing from the other men she had dated? Would giving over control to another really be what her life lacked?

“Now just relax, baby girl, while I play with all your bits and pieces.”

Though she tried to remain calm and relaxed, Daria had a hard time when nothing happened for the longest time. She opened her mouth to speak, but he patted her left cheek sharply.

“No talking unless you’re answering a question I ask of you or calling red. Do you know what that means?”

“Yes, Master. Red means everything stops.”

“And when do you call red?” he asked as his hand continued to stroke up and down her spine in a comforting, almost hypnotizing, manner.

“When something hurts too much to continue,” she said.

“Very good, baby girl. That’s exactly right. Now, just breathe and enjoy.”

Daria closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, slow deep breaths to help her relax as she waited for Roman to begin his playing. When he pulled back, she tensed, but did not move otherwise.

She could wait patiently, she assured herself silently. She
would
wait patiently. For she was not in charge at this moment, Roman was. Though he did not realize it, she had been praying for him to claim her as his woman for years.

Chapter 6

Roman stared at the beautiful woman before him and wondered how in the hell he was going to hold off fucking her until Gage returned with protection. She lay positioned perfectly, her ass spread wide by her own hands to show off her pretty puckered star as well as her sweet pussy slicked up with her own juices.

Instead of touching her, he climbed from the bed, still watching his beautiful Daria. She watched him, opening her mouth as if to speak then closing it again and biting at her bottom lip.

He found his cell phone on the dresser and hit the speed dial for Gage.

“Yes?” His man answered on the first ring.

“How long before you get back here?”

“I’m checking out now. Why?”

“Because I need those condoms
now
,” Roman ground out as his cock throbbed at the thought of not being able to be inside Daria for that length of time.

“Ten minutes,” Gage said. Roman heard the sound of plastic bags rattling in the background.

“It had better be only ten minutes,” Roman growled before disconnecting and returning to the bed.

“Have you ever had a man fuck your ass?” he asked as easily as he would ask about the weather.

“No.”

Roman watched as her ass cheeks clenched and fought the hold her hands had on them at his suggestion. Reaching for the bottle of lube he had pulled from the nightstand earlier, he decided he could get Daria used to something in her ass while they waited for Gage to return.

First, though, he wanted to watch the sweet thing squirm. With one finger, he started at the top of her cleft and slowly dragged the pad of his finger down between her ass cheeks. When he reached the puckered star, he circled several times before pressing softly at opening. Then he continued down to the entrance to her pussy. He slid two fingers into her hot, wet pussy, slow and gentle, then began to finger-fuck her. He twisted and turned his fingers as they eased in and out.

He could not help but smile when her breathing hitched then sped up. A moment later, her hips began to flex as she tried to fuck herself on his hand.

She whined when he pulled from her pussy then sighed when one finger continued down her centerline to begin circling the puffy flesh of her clit. Her breathing became faster and faster until she began to pant and juices dripped from her pussy to coat his hand.

She was close, too close. He pulled his hand away, earning a moan of disapproval from the wound-up woman before him.

“Relax, baby girl. Deep breaths, remember?” he ordered with a grin.

Daria did not answer, but he could tell she was fighting to maintain some sort of composure when the situation called for anything but. He knew she kept an iron-fisted control in all aspects of her life, but he would refuse to allow her one here in his bed. He wanted to see her lose the ever-present veil of calm she had developed since becoming one of Mrs. Stone’s kids. He wanted her wild and loose, yet at the same time so relaxed that she would not be able to stand on her own.

Reaching for the lube, he coated the fingers of his already dripping hand. Without apology or warning, he dribbled some down the cleft of her ass. She gasped as the cold liquid landed on hot skin but did not make any other sound or protest.

Roman slowly pressed one finger through the center of her back hole up to his second knuckle. He held his finger still as her muscles clenched and unclenched repeatedly around the intruder for nearly a minute. When they finally relaxed again, he pushed forward until the length of his finger was in her.

With his other hand, he rubbed up and down her spine. “How does that feel, baby doll?”

“Uh…full. Naughty. It kind of hurts, but it doesn’t,” she said softly.

“Just relax and feel the immense pleasure to be had within the little bite of pain,” Roman said as he began to ease his finger out then back in again.

He continued until her muscles relaxed around him. He heard Gage’s truck pull into the driveway as he added a second finger and started the process all over again. His cock was hard as a rock and drooling on his belly as he pressed a third finger in alongside its brothers, pulling a whining wail from the woman who began to move back and forth on the fingers as much as her constrained position would allow.

“Roman?” she said in a tight, hoarse voice.

“What is it, baby girl?” He began to rotate his fingers as he fucked them in and out of her.

“I need…I need…Please?”

“You need to come?”

“Yes, please,” she whispered.

Hearing Gage on the stairs, Roman pulled his fingers out. “Hold it, baby girl. Do not come. I want to be deep in that beautiful pussy, and then we’ll come together.”

Daria did not answer, but her body continued to rock if she were trying to fuck air.

“It’s about damn time,” he growled at Gage when the other man finally came into the bedroom.

“Sorry, Master, but there was an accident on the highway and traffic was backed up,” Gage said as he handed Roman a box.

“Is this all you bought?” Roman ripped open the box and fumbled to tear one of the plastic packets open.

“No, Master. There are four more boxes downstairs.”

“We may need to look into buying stock in the company,” Roman said as he dropped the strip of packets.

Gage picked up the strip and tore one free of the others. He opened the packet and, after kissing the head of Roman’s cock free of drool, gently smoothed the latex down his steel-hard shaft.

“God, pet, what would I do without you?”

“You’d figure out something,” Gage snarked before leaning up and giving his Master a long, deep, wet kiss.

“Go put away the rest of the things you bought and put on coffee. Kelso will be here soon, and he probably won’t be alone.”

Roman kissed his man again and patted the cock bulging behind Gage’s zipper. He knew Gage was as anxious as he was to claim Daria, but right now he wanted the woman to himself. He would allow Gage equal time later.

“But Master…”

“Do you want to wear a plug and a ring all day without the relief of playing with our girl once your chores are through?” Roman’s voice went dark and powerful again.

“No, Master. I’m sorry,” Gage said as he backed away from the bed.

“And close the door on your way out.”

Gage said nothing more, just walked out and pulled the door closed behind him.

Roman leaned down and kissed the back of Daria’s neck. “Now, little one, where were we?”

* * * *

Daria felt torn. She wanted to prove to Roman what a good girl she could be, but on the other hand she needed relief and she needed it
now.
She did not even give a shit whether or not they had a condom. At that moment, she would take the chance as long as Roman eased the burning itch that radiated out from her clit through her entire body.

Though she heard Gage and Roman talking, she was so lost in her own arousal that the words they exchanged did not make sense. By the time Roman turned his attention back to her, rubbing a hand up and down the back of her right thigh, the orgasm that had threatened to consume her had retreated enough she might, just might, be able to hold off long enough for him to find his pleasure before she exploded into a million happy pieces.

“Okay, baby girl, are you ready for this?” Roman asked as he brushed the head of his cock up and down from asshole to clit and back again.

“Yes, Roman. Please. Fuck. Me.”

She tried to push her hips back and take him inside fast, but in her current head-down-ass-up position, she had no leverage to move more than a few inches. Then he wrapped his hands around her hips and held her steady. She could not speed up the process now even if she wanted to.

She tensed, preparing herself for a fast ravaging, but instead Roman’s cock slid into her so slowly she was not sure he was even moving forward. When he froze, she knew he had figured out her secret.

She tried to back up on him, but he pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and laid half over her all in one move.

“Daria?”

She made a soft whining sound as he moved so they were face to face. One look into his stunned expression and she knew she was in trouble.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Daria held Roman’s gaze steadily though she really, really wanted to crawl under the bed and hide from his all-seeing brown eyes.

She could not read his suddenly blank expression. Turning her head, she closed her eyes so he could not see the hurt she would not be able to hide. She thought he would be happy to find her unused, but instead he seemed disappointed. Did he not want her now that he knew the truth? Would he send her away because she was inexperienced? A tear squeezed from under her eyelids. Then she felt a finger gently wipe it away.

“Why did you save yourself? And why didn’t you tell us? Tell me?”

Daria shrugged. “Does it really matter?”

“Yes, darlin’, it does,” Roman said, his voice soft and gentle. “It matters a hell of a lot.”

Swallowing hard, Daria took a deep breath. “I saved myself for you and Gage. I figured it could never happen and I would die a virgin, but I have yet to meet a man who makes me feel as special as you two do. There, now you know. Happy?”

Chapter 7

The arousal she thought would kill her just moments earlier was gone, replaced by a quickly escalating embarrassment for admitting her reason for her untried state. Opening her eyes, she found Roman watching her. He wore an expression of amazement that shifted to a predatory hunger.

“Yes, baby girl, I’m very happy,” Roman said as he started kissing all over the right side of her face before taking her lips with his own, “and I promise that I will to cherish this gift you are giving to me.”

He shifted so he lay completely over her and began to drag the underside of his cock up and down between her lower lips. As his flesh brushed against her clit, Daria found her arousal had not completely evaporated. Her hunger roared back to life until she began squirming under him, needing more.

“Please,” she breathed as he licked at one nipple while his fingers plucked at the other.

With that, Roman rose up and over her. “Are you sure? We don’t have to do this now,” he said as he settled between her widespread thighs.