Surreal (Divine Trilogy #3) (20 page)

Welcome, Sir Landon

Landon grinned down at his yella rose, who was being rather exuberant with her clapping. He’d granted her permission to entertain herself in their playroom while he was out that evening. She could come as much as she wanted, but she had to document each orgasm in her journal—how achieved, what toys used, and level of intensity—so that they could discuss, and possibly recreate, them later.

“Thank you, Master!” Paige shrieked before jumping into his arms and kissing him brazenly. She pulled back to rest her cheek against his chest while letting her fingers play over his ribs.

The kiss had been deep and filled with their love for each other, leaving his heart racing as she often did.

“This color does amazing things to your eyes,” she whispered. The Dom had donned a royal blue, soft cotton tee to pair with his black leather play pants.

Landon placed a finger under her chin, then lifted her face to his. “I love you, sugar. Be a good girl, and I’ll be home before you know it.” He gave her a chaste kiss on her lips, followed by a quick peck on her nose just as his phone alarm sounded, telling him it was time to go.

The drive to Jayden and Erin’s took about twenty minutes. Parking in front of the house, he exited the car and headed up to the porch, intrigued to see how well the switch weekend had worked out for them so far. Landon’s honest expectation was that Jayden was having a harder time of it than Erin. She would do what was asked of her. Jayden, not so much.

He snickered at the idea of how fun this was going to be to witness and rang the doorbell, taking a step back to wait. A few moments later, the door swung open and Landon walked in, enjoying the sound of his boots tapping on the marble with each measured step. After closing the door behind him, he took in the sight of Jayden kneeling to the right of the door.

His back was straight, though his head was bent, his dark hair falling forward. Connected to a leather collar around Jayden’s neck was a chain attached to a set of nipple clamps. Landon was shocked to see his friend’s dick encased in a cage.

Well, call me a cow and tip me over.

Jayden’s form was perfect, like he’d been a submissive all his life. While Landon hadn’t questioned if Erin was the woman for his friend, the vision before him now convinced beyond doubt. The mighty Jayden Masterson did not submit to anyone anymore, but apparently he did for this woman. Landon’s amusement from moments earlier on the porch was replaced with distinct pride in his friend.

“Evenin’, Jayden. Thanks for having me.”

His eyes rose to meet Landon’s. “Good evening, Sir. It’s a pleasure to have you join us,” Jayden welcomed him with sincerity.

“Hi, Landon, so nice of you to come over tonight.” Erin’s voice sounded behind him, and Jayden’s mouth dropped open as his eyes opened wide.

Landon leaned down to whisper in Jayden’s ear, “You might want to close that or risk catching flies.” Straightening, he turned to face Erin and froze himself.

Erin stood on the second step, a slim hand clenching the banister, and in the other, a leash. Bronze armbands twisted around her upper arms, giving the impression of vines crawling over her skin. The green leather corset fit her torso like a glove. Her breasts were on display in the half-cup design, the J’s he’d pierced her with glimmering and catching the fading rays of sunlight in the foyer. A matching skirt showed off her hips, accentuating her waist and brushing against the tops of her thighs. There was about an inch of her creamy skin visible before her legs disappeared beneath a pair of nude thigh highs with a pale green leaf pattern worked into the silk. Her wood nymph look was completed with bronze-colored heels on her feet.

The Dom opened his mouth to speak and closed it. Landon was speechless. After a few seconds, he was able to choke out a “Wow, Darlin’,” resulting in her chest and face blooming a soft pink. From the corner of his eye, he could see Jayden nodding his agreement, and he chuckled. “Think I’m feeling a bit overdressed here.”

Her soft giggle reverberated around the foyer and helped to ease some of the sexual tension that had risen to a crescendo at her appearance.

“My
peata
has prepared a lovely dinner for us. How about we enjoy that first, and then see what we can do about your state of dress?” Erin proposed with a smirk on her face. Jayden’s quirks were rubbing off on her more every day.

“
Peata
?”

“Pet, of course.” She winked and descended the last few steps, then sauntered over to Jayden with a sway in her hips.

Landon watched while she stroked her pet’s hair then leaned over to whisper in his ear before she hooked the leash onto his collar.

“Come, lad.”

Jayden fell forward onto his hands and began crawling behind her while she led him by the leash.

Until that moment, Landon would have willingly bet on the least favored horse to win at Lonestar before he would’ve believed there was a real dominant streak in Erin. He’d been positive she was submissive through and through. Watching her now, though, he could see that Jayden had been correct all along, and his dick throbbed in anticipation of what was to come.

Dinner was pleasant, the stew spicy enough to warm his mouth but not cause pain. He passed on the wine in favor of ice water. Given the circumstances of their meeting, Landon was the alpha Dominant for the night and took that responsibility to heart. He had the welfare of all three of them in his hands.

They ate in silence, each of them likely reflecting on the evening ahead. Jayden spent the time kneeling on a pillow beside Erin while she fed him from her own plate. While strange to witness, it served to increase his feelings of respect for his friend.

There was a serenity to Jayden’s composure tonight which had Landon wondering what it would be like to go home and do this—switch—with Paige. Maybe. He’d been on top for so long that he wasn’t sure he could do it.

When they finished their meal, Erin gave Jayden forty-five minutes to straighten up the dinner mess then get to the playroom, where he was to be in a waiting position. Seeing her blatantly stare at his naked ass when he left the room with a stack of plates made Landon laugh.

“Shall we move to the den while Jayden carries out his task?” she asked, rising from her seat.

With Jayden now gone, he noticed Erin couldn’t quite bring herself to look him in the eye. Landon gripped her hand and squeezed it to reassure her. “Lead the way, Darlin’.”

Once the pair was settled in a set of facing armchairs, Erin inhaled and melted into the chair, her confidence and strength visibly fading from her body. She raised her green eyes to Landon at last.

“I owe him a punishment!” Erin blurted.

He responded with an understanding smile. “Oh?”

People outside their Lifestyle tended to assume they were a group of fetish freaks who got off on inflicting punishment. In most cases, that wasn’t true. The excitement came from administering pleasurable sensations, and for some, that happened through pain. Punishments were necessary at times to maintain the boundaries in their roles as Dominants and submissives, though. This was a structured Lifestyle, after all, and the rules had to be followed, and enforced—or it became something else.

“Start at the beginning, Erin. Tell me what y’all have done since switching roles last night.” He wanted to encourage her to open up, choosing to use the informal address to remind her she was an equal at the moment.

Landon reclined into his seat and listened while she recounted the scenes they’d played out, and how Jayden had needed to step back into Dom mode to handle her when she’d broken down. Even though it sounded like his friend had handled the situation, he could tell by Erin’s words and the way she held herself while she spoke that the woman still felt like she’d let Jayden down, especially with regard to failing on aftercare.

“Yeah, so, there you have it,” she mumbled, holding her hands open out in front of her for a moment before dropping them into her lap.

They sat in quiet solitude while he pondered everything. To say he was impressed was an understatement. Erin had attempted a lot in a small amount of time, and from the sounds of it, Jayden had enjoyed every minute of it. The biggest surprise she’d revealed was that Jayden had prepared his ass for her—and she’d used it. That tidbit caused another stirring in his lap, and he had to shift in his seat to adjust himself.

When she disclosed that Jayden had been prepared with an enema, for Landon’s benefit no less, there was no hiding the prominent swelling between his thighs. Landon attempted to shift again, and she grinned at him.

Time was almost up. They would need to join Jayden, so he asked the most pressing question. “Have you thought about what you want tonight to entail?”

She shook her head then whispered, “No.”

Okay, perhaps a more basic question is a better place to start, then
. “Erin,” Landon waited for her to meet his gaze. “Do you need me to be a sub or a Dom tonight?” Landon opted for ‘need,’ because if he’d said ‘want,’ he was pretty sure she’d choose to drop to her knees and have him dominate them both. While that sounded like fun, it wouldn’t allow Erin and Jayden to get the most out of this experience.

She looked frustrated while working out her answer. “I—I don’t want to disappoint him, Landon. I need you to help me dominate him.”

“I know you don’t, Darlin’, and I have every confidence that you won’t. That you haven’t,” he amended then leaned forward to take her small hand in his. “Okay,” Landon stated, getting down to business, “I’m detecting your first concern is the punishment?”

“Aye.” Her eyes brightened at him taking charge.

“Well, as I see it, what he did was a minor infraction, and you’ve had him in that cage for a couple of hours now . . .” he trailed off to give her a chance to pick up his drift.

“So, he’s
already
been punished hasn’t he?”

The Dom nodded, and Erin flew out of the chair, throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. “Thank you, Sir.”

“No thanks necessary, Darlin’. Now, here’s what I suggest.”

Laying out a plan, Landon gave the highlights of a scene the three of them could do that kept Jayden as the submissive while he and Erin topped. It was pretty much what he and Jayden had discussed in prior planning for the evening. What he held back from Erin was that, depending on how the scene unfolded, Landon had every intention of rewarding her tenacity by taking full control at the end. He was certain he could help transition her back into her comfort zone as a submissive, thus ending the evening on a high note.

“Ready, Ma’am?”

She grinned, her eyes sparkling now, and nodded her head with vigor. After standing and offering his arm, they headed downstairs.

Upon entering the room, they found Jayden in a perfect waiting position. His dick bulged against the confines of the metal encasing him, while wetness leaked from the tip. Jayden kept his stance. He didn’t flinch at the sound of their entry, and his breaths remained steady and slow. His friend wanted this.

Landon moved inside and to the right to slip off his boots and pull off his shirt while Erin went to retrieve the cane they’d talked about. He kept watchful eyes on her when she picked it up, ready to suggest something else if she showed
any
signs of panic.

With it gripped in her hand, she turned back to him and nodded her assurance.
Good girl
.

Coming from opposite sides of the room, they met in the middle in front of Jayden’s kneeling form. Landon accepted the tool when Erin handed it to him before she lowered to a squat in front of Jayden. She placed her hands on his knees and ran them up his thighs. At his groin, she curved her touch inward until she came up underneath his sac.

Jayden’s chest rose and fell, his dick deepening in color while trying, in vain, to swell.

“I think you’ve had this on long enough to learn your lesson,
peata
.” Erin purred the words at him while unlocking the catches on the cage. “Next time you’re given an order, you’ll follow it to the letter. Won’t you?” Leaving the last two clips in place, she lifted his chin to look at her. “You may answer.”

His adoring eyes were full of gratitude when he looked upon her. “Yes, Madame.” She undid the final clips then pulled the metal away. Jayden’s dick grew to its full potential at once, and he let a relieved sigh.

“
Cailin buachaill
.” After standing back up, she patted him on the head then looked to Landon, giving a short nod to begin after answering the inquisitive look on his face. “Irish for ‘good boy’.”

He was humbled, like he’d just been let in on some secret ritual the two shared. “Stand up, Jayden.” Landon held the cane in both hands against the front of his thighs, so that Jayden wouldn’t miss it when he looked up. The submissive stood, his eyes widening before Jayden grinned. Landon’s message that Erin was on board had been received.

“Would you like to see more of my skin, Jayden?” She inquired once he had been led over to his favorite observation chair and seated with his knees wide, ass perched on the edge. No leisure lounging for the submissive.

Jayden gulped, then nodded, and Landon wanted to laugh at the sophomoric look on his friend’s face. Shaking his head, he went to the mounted control panel to choose a song from the sound system. Landon scanned the music selection, deciding on Jewel’s “Serve the Ego.” It seemed perfect for what they’d planned, and he pressed play.