The Masters of Falcon's Fantasies [BDSM Menage Fantasies 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (34 page)

Signaling Finn to move around behind her, Decker took the one step required to close the distance between them and reached down to cup her face in the palm of his hand. “Stand.”

There was a split-second hesitation before she rose gracefully to a standing position. Decker nodded quickly
,
and Finn reached out to capture her in his arms, trapping both of hers and pulling her tightly to his chest, his arms across her body both above and below her breasts. Decker held her eyes, which flashed with a momentary fright as she realized she couldn’t move. She struggled for just a second before settling down and staring back at him.

He relished this moment, knowing she had forgotten mentioning to Finn her fantasy of being held at the mercy of someone she trusted. Before they were done with her, she would know that she might be a goddess, but they were the gods who would control her and her destiny. They were going to dominate her in ways she’d never dreamed of.

Reaching into his pocket, he removed the switchblade he’d taken from that schmuck Blaze. Holding it up in front of Daphne’s face he flicked the switch on the handle. The blade shot out and locked into place with a very satisfying snicking sound
,
and her eyes widened, staring in helpless fascination. He waved the knife slowly from side to side, her eyes following it like a
cobra with a
snake charmer.

Keeping her complete focus on the knife, he reached up with his other hand and grabbed a handful of her shirt right over those delicious tits, the ones that had haunted his dreams since that night she had first tried to seduce him. He had fantasized about the moment when he could let himself go and have them, although he’d never expected it to actually happen. He dropped the point of the knife to the cloth he held tight in his grasp and let the blade slide into the material, ripping a small hole. She gasped, twitching a little, and he pulled the blade back to hold it again in front of her face.

“Do you think I’m going to hurt you?” he said softly, putting the tip of his finger in the hole he’d made and tugging just a little.

Daphne gulped audibly, unable to take her eyes away from the knife. “I don’t
think
so,” she whispered. Her evident fear, illogical though it was, made goose bumps rise on her skin. He ran his finger from the hole down over one of her breasts, causing an involuntary shudder to course through her body. She wasn’t wearing a bra
,
and her nipples were rigid nubs under the soft cloth of her T-shirt.

He continued to make small cuts in the cloth of her shirt, careful never to touch her skin, just dipping the blade into the material covering it. The incisions began to intersect, causing the material to hang down in strips, then in chunks. Before long the only shirt left was the parts underneath Finn’s encasing arms. Her breasts were exposed, her breathing shallow, her eyes smoldering. Bending down, he took the taut left nipple into his mouth and heard the gasp of need that followed.

Nipping the hard little pebble, he felt her sudden intake of breath and knew they were going to have a good time. He alternated between sucking, licking
,
and gently biting it, building her excitement while he slid his hand down over her stomach to the top of her leather pants. He tickled his fingers along the top of her waistband and smiled as he saw the rapid rise and fall of her gorgeous chest.

He stood back up, gripping her arms just above the elbows. Locking gazes with her dark eyes, he concentrated his focus, drawing her in until he could see that he had her undivided attention. His voice became deeper and more resonant, more commanding. “You, nimble little
f
alcon, are not to move until told to do so. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. You belong to us.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You are ours
,
and we are going to make sure you never want to leave.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Releasing his grip
,
he took one step back from her and looked over her shoulder to Finn. “Your turn. Much as I love the look of a sexy woman in a tight pair of leather pants, I would appreciate it if you’d relieve her of them.”

Finn slowly relaxed his hold on her arms, making sure she was steady on her feet. Then he knelt down behind her and reached around to fumble with the button on her pants. His hands shook a little but he managed to undo it.

“Relax, Finn. She isn’t going to bite. Well, not unless we tell her to.”

Finn looked up at him and flashed a quick grin, taking a steadying breath. With more confidence, he pulled on the zipper
,
and her pants were hanging open. Finn’s hands then crept up her stomach and began making small circles on Daphne’s skin. Each time his hands passed near the open zipper Daphne’s breath would catch and seem to hold for a second.

“Damn, man, stop teasing her,” Decker laughed. “Although I guess it’s okay to tease her. Just stop teasing me and get those frigging pants off. I can’t wait another minute to see her naked.”

Finn chuckled and began easing her pants down as he rubbed his face against her leather
-
covered thighs. Daphne shifted back a little, enjoying his attentions.

Decker cleared his throat and saw Daphne’s eyes snap back to his in recognition that she had just violated his command.

“I’m sorry, Sir.” A look of confusion crossed her face as she twisted to look down at Finn and said again, “Sir?”

She looked between the two of them, a crease between her eyes.

Decker smiled. “What’s wrong, pet?”

“How do I address you two? Calling you both ‘Sir’ is going to get confusing.”

“That is easily fixed. You will address me as ‘Master’ and Finn as ‘Sir’ to keep things straight.” He glanced down at Finn and received a confirming nod. “Now, I believe you were not to move without permission. Isn’t that right?”

With only a slight stumble over the name she answered, “Yes, Master.”

“Good. Now do try
to
obey.” With that he reached over and gave her right nipple a quick squeeze. Gasping, she struggled not to move, but it took several deep breaths to collect herself before she settled down again.

Returning his gaze to where Finn’s hands had come to rest on her hips, Decker gave a quick jerk of his head to let his partner know it was okay to resume their seduction. Without wasting any more time, Finn quickly stripped the pants to the ground in a single motion. Decker held out a hand to steady Daphne as her panties followed and she stepped delicately out of them. Finn leaned forward and kissed then nibbled her taut right buttock.

“Wait a minute, Finn,” Decker barked suddenly, causing the other two to stop and look at him. Pointing to a bandage covering the area around her right hip bone, Decker asked, “Are you hurt? You should have said something.”

“What? Hurt? What are you talking about?” Finn turned Daphne until he could see the white square as well.

“Oh, that. I forgot about it with everything that happened. I got a surprise for you while I was exploring Reno.” Daphne smiled, but her eyes were wary.

“What are you talking about?” Finn frowned.

“This,” she said, tearing off the bandage and revealing an obviously new but small tattoo. The men leaned closer and saw a beautifully-depicted bird. Its wings and tail
feathers were outstretched.

“It’s a falcon,” Daphne told them. Her voice shook slightly. “Because you said it was a good name for me.”

“I see that, and it is,” Decker said, glancing up at her face with a smile. “It suits you very well. The detail is gorgeous, too. But I think it will be even more meaningful than you expect.”

“Oh?”

“Yes. That is the signal you’ve both been looking for. Whenever Finn or I want to let you know that we are thinking of you, or appreciate what you’re doing, all we have to do is touch you there, or that spot on ourselves if we’re too far away to reach you
,
and you’ll understand.”

“That’s brilliant! I love it,” Daphne squealed and threw her arms around his neck. “You’re a genius.”

“It is brilliant,” Finn agreed, turning Daphne firmly back to where she’d been before.
“Now more than ever it will symbolize the permanent connection between us.
But now we need to get back to what we were doing. If it won’t hurt you, Daphne.”

He began to nuzzle her ass again, and Daphne moaned in response, her eyes closing. Decker couldn’t resist any longer. Placing his hands on either side of her face, he pressed his lips firmly to hers. His tongue slid out, reveling in the softness of her sensual lips as he teased them open. Exploring her mouth, he felt something finally let go within himself and knew Allie had been right. Sharon would not have been offended by him making love to someone else. It was almost as if she was there, nodding her approval of Daphne and telling him to be happy.

Breaking the kiss, he looked down and saw that Finn was still kneeling behind her. It looked like the man’s hands were everywhere at once, running up and down her legs, across her stomach and ass, dipping in to feel the silky softness of her shaved pussy.

His voice husky, Decker said, “Daphne, lie face up on the bed with your legs spread. I have to taste you before I die. Finn, I trust her top half to your attentions for the time being. It’s up to you, of course, but I highly recommend her mouth.”

He took his place between her outstretched and spread legs, shouldering her thighs just a bit f
a
rther apart. He could see as he bent to his task that Finn had taken his advice and was kissing Daphne as if he would never let her go.

Marveling at the fact that he was actually here making love to Daphne, he pressed the side of his face to her lower abdomen. He rubbed his cheeks, chin
,
and mouth across her skin
,
and she pressed her hips up, her shaved pussy begging for his touch. He ran his fingers reverently over her mound, feeling her twitching in anticipation, and slowly parted her labia with his fingers, darting his tongue in for a first taste.

She moaned as he began licking, sucking
,
and nibbling up and down her slit, using his tongue to gather her leaking juices and taste every part of her. She was so sweet and the heady scent of her arousal fueled his oral assault on her soft, feminine flesh. He continued licking and biting as he stuck a finger inside her hot cunt and fucked her. Suddenly she began to buck and thrash under his mouth
,
and he glanced up to see her head thrown back, her mouth open and her breath ragged as Finn sucked on one nipple and twisted the other.

They watched in awe as she crashed over the edge of the first orgasm they’d given her together. When it was over, their eyes met and assessed each other. Decker could see the thought flick across Finn’s face that he should be uncomfortable in this situation. But then it was gone
,
and they acknowledged with a nod the fact that the three of them belonged together. Having Daphne between them, her soft body at their mercy, her mouth alternating from one to the other, was where they all needed to be.

They allowed her only a moment to recover before returning to their ministrations, playing her body as if they had been together for years instead of for an hour or so.

After bringing her to two more thundering releases, Decker sat up with a sigh. “Finn, we are never going to be able to take her like this. Let’s get undressed.”

When they were both naked, Decker pulled Finn aside. “Is it true you’ve never had a ménage before?”

Finn turned slightly red. “Uh, no
, I haven’t
.”

“Okay, then let me direct things. Lie face up in the center of the bed, and put this on.” Decker tossed him a wrapped condom.

Turning to Daphne, he said, “Your Sir is looking a little nervous. Why don’t you help him forget any concerns he may have?”

A smile appeared on her face
,
and she scooted to the side, patting the space where she’d been. Finn lay down
,
and Daphne teased him with her fingers and tongue, working her way to his cock. Finn began to relax as she worked, settling herself comfortably between his legs. Within moments her head began to bob steadily up and down
,
and Decker knew that Finn’s nerves were no longer on edge.

He retrieved a tube of lube and squirted some onto his fingers, rubbing them together to warm the gel up. He used his other hand to guide Daphne into a doggy
-
style position with her head in Finn’s lap and her butt in the air. Spreading the cheeks of her sexy ass apart, he began to gently rub the cool lubricant into her tight little rosebud.

She yelped and popped her head up to look back at him. He gave her a mischievous smile. “Relax and get back to what you were doing. You need to be prepared a little bit before we begin the main event. Trust me, you’ll enjoy it. If you don’t like it, just say so
,
and we’ll stop.”

She looked dubious but nodded and returned to her task. Decker continued to work the now
-
warmed gel into her opening, watching her reactions closely. He slid one finger in and out of her slowly, getting her used to the feeling until she was relaxed enough for a second finger to join the first. After several minutes he noticed she had begun to rock back and forth, pushing his fingers in deeper and deeper, her moans joining Finn’s as she worked his cock.