Two Doms For Angel (21 page)

“
Do you wish to wear my
collar, Angel?”

“
Yes, Master,” she said
through more happy tears.

Warm lips pressed against her forehead
and then she felt the cool metal wrap around her throat. At the
same time, Sir’s hands went to her waist and lowered her panties,
slipping them from her legs.

The weight around her throat settled
and Master’s warm touch traveled to her breasts and then down her
sides. Sir’s hands covered her breasts and squeezed her nipples,
causing her to moan. He liked it when she made sounds.

Sir’s arms pulled her back and Master
moved her legs so they were no longer beneath her. He dipped his
head to her pussy. His tongue traveled along her folds and then
sucked and nipped. This time her moan was louder, and the pressure
on her nipples increased. She cried out when two fingers entered
her hot center and her hips lifted from the floor.

Hard, demanding hands pressed her hips
back down. Sir spread her legs further for more of Master’s
intimate nibbles and kisses. Her body shook from deep
within.

Suddenly, she felt herself lifted. Her
eyes opened as Master leaned back and pulled her on top of him. Her
knees spread to straddle him until his cock was poised at her
entrance, waiting.

The strength of the two men lifted her
up and then, slowly, she felt herself lowered until her hot pussy
lips surrounded Master’s cock. Slowly, she felt her waiting heat
take every inch of her master.

The lube drizzling over the cleft of
her ass was cold until Sir’s warm hands spread the silky gel. Sir’s
knees slid in beside her legs and her hands came down on the hard
chest of her master.

The tip of Sir’s cock sought entrance
into the tight hole of her ass. She relaxed. Master wasn’t moving,
just waiting for Sir to find his place. The pressure increased and
she couldn’t help but clench her muscles against the pain. It hurt
as rigid muscle began to force itself inside of her.

Master’s cock already filled her cunt,
and though she tried to relax, it seemed impossible that Sir’s
prick would find any room inside her.

“
Bear down, Angel,” Master
commanded gently. “Let him in.”

She couldn’t help her scream when the
crown of his cock breached the tight outer rim of her ass. He
didn’t give her time to adjust. His cock pressed further into that
oh, so tight place and she could only try to breathe through
it.

Fingers clamped hard on her nipples,
rolling their hard points until she tossed back her head and
writhed in the sweet agony.

His breath was warm against her ear.
“Let me in, love.”

And she did. Until now, only Master
ever called her ‘love.’ The sound of Sir saying the word was enough
to unclench her muscles and allow his cock to fully seat
itself.

They were too large, and yet…. They.
Were. Perfect.

She felt invaded, impaled upon two
enormous cocks made of hot, pulsing stone. It felt as though she
was being torn apart and yet it was glorious to feel so completely
possessed this way by both the men she adored.

Sir had control. He lifted her away
from Master and then brought her down again as his cock slid almost
out and then back in when Master lifted her up. They worked her
body in harmony with each other, knowing exactly what she
needed.

Her body stretched. She surrendered to
them completely, and pain became pleasure.

Sir’s teeth pressed against her neck,
biting gently. His mouth traveled across her shoulder and bit down
again, then again. Master sucked at her nipples, and her body
threatened to break apart with so much pleasure. Her muscles tensed
and her pussy swelled and shook from deep within. Her eyes closed
and she felt as if she were weightless in a sea of
sensation.

Sir cried out first and this time his
bite was hard. Her eyes shot open, and she couldn’t hold back her
scream. She saw Master looking at her and then past her, at Sir.
His look was so full of love for them both that it brought tears to
her eyes and a sweet fullness to her heart.

Master’s shout rang through the room as
his hands pulled her hips against his groin.

The world trembled beautifully and then
went dark.

Kisses slid across her skin. They were
everywhere; soft feathery touches, low murmurs. Hands gently
massaged her body. It seemed as though every molecule in her body
was purring with more completion than she had dreamed
possible.

“
Are you with us,
love?”

“
Yes.” Her voice sounded
strange in her ears.

“
Zach will carry you to the
shower.”

Her hand tightened on Master’s arm, and
he laughed low and throaty.

“
Don’t worry, I’ll be with
you.” He planted a soft kiss on her forehead. “Zach tells me you
want a child?”

“
Yes.” The one word held so
much hope. “Oh, please… yes.”

“
Well, he can’t do that
through the back entrance.”

Both men laughed and delicious shivers
ran over her flesh.

“
Then I suppose you’ll have
to take turns.”

Sir’s voice whispered in her ear,
“Shower first and then we’ll work on creating a baby. It could take
a while, though. Are you ready for both of us again?”

“
Always, sir,” she smiled
first at Master, then at Sir as he lifted her into his arms.
“Always.”

The Beginning…

Dear Reader,

Thank you for reading
another installment of the Club El Diablo series. I hope you loved
Zach and Monroe as much as I loved writing about them. They’ve both
continued to linger in my mind so maybe someday they’ll be back for
some more hot loving.

My next book, Bad Boy Dom,
will be out in early spring. I’m on deadline for two other series I
write under different names so I’m staying busy. Someday I need to
quit my day job and really settle into writing.

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Club El Diablo and the characters in
this book are a figment of my imagination. My dreams and fantasies
are my own though I love sharing.

I’ve been married to my teenage
heartthrob for many years, and we are at the mercy of our two dogs
who demand biscuits and obedience or we are punished.

I love reading and writing
erotica and BDSM stories. Safe sex, safe words, and intelligence in
choosing your partner (s) are a must. Communication is the key to
all good relationships and happy red assed subs don’t hurt either.
Well maybe a little.

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