Between Two Doms [Club of Dominance 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (13 page)

“Of course I have. What sort of Dom would I be if I didn’t take note of how she reacts to us? That beautiful woman is so close to letting go, and we are the only ones who are going to be near her when it happens. Charlie has only given us a glimpse of her submissive nature. You and I both know there is so much more to her. She is a sexy, passionate woman. I can’t wait until she is living here with us.”

“Me, too.” Turner pulled the door open and walked down the hall. Barry followed him, hoping that Charlie would be willing to accept Turner’s apology and forgive and forget. As far as he was concerned, once a tiff was over it was finished. But what was most important right now was getting her to talk to them first.

* * * *

Charlie was facing away from the bar as she read off the recipe card of the exotic drink she was making when the back of her neck prickled in warning. Glancing up into the mirror on the wall, she saw Master Turner and Master Barry approaching. She mentally cursed as her cheeks heated and she saw that her skin was flushed. Charlie hated that every emotion showed up on her pale skin. Quickly lowering her gaze back to what she was doing, she tried to concentrate and prayed they would go away. As she poured the orange juice into the glass her eyes snagged on the mirror once more. The two Doms were staring at her, and she knew she wasn’t going to get away with avoiding them.

When she spun around, her eyes on the glass in her hand, she walked to the other end of the mahogany bar and placed the drink in front of the Dom who had ordered it. “Thank you, little sub.”

Charlie scowled but quickly looked away when she realized it was a dangerous thing to do to such a dominant man. When he chuckled, her tense muscles released and she began taking orders from the patrons close by. She was hoping to stay down this end of the bar, away from Masters Turner and Barry so she wouldn’t have to speak to them.

Master Tank met her in the middle and nudged her gently with his hip to get her attention. Charlie didn’t want advice, but the look on Master Tank’s face said he was going to butt in whether she wanted his words of wisdom or not.

“I don’t know what has you so sad, Charlie, but you need to talk to them about it. They aren’t going to let you keep on avoiding them.”

Charlie felt tears prick the back of her eyes, Master Turner’s words still ringing in her ears. She sighed and blinked a few times to dispel the moisture in her eyes. There was nothing she could do about the ache in her chest or the beating her pride had taken not so long ago, but she wasn’t about to let herself be pushed around by anyone else. They all thought she was submissive. Though she wanted to refute that claim, she wasn’t about to waste her breath. But she wasn’t going to let herself be pushed around any longer. Spinning around to face Master Tank and placing her hands on her hips, she glared up at the big brute of a man.

“I don’t need you or anyone else telling me what to do. So back the fuck off,
now
.”

Master Tank’s concerned gaze flashed from warm to cold in an instant. His muscles rippled and hardened as he crossed his arms over his chest and thrust his hips forward in an aggressive move.

Uh-oh, what have I done?
Charlie lowered her eyes and took a quick step back. She was about to take another when Master Tank’s hard voice stopped her.

“You will not back away from me, Charlie, but you will apologize.”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“What was that, sub? I didn’t hear you.”

Charlie raised her head and looked at Master Tank. His eyes were gleaming with amusement but his face was still expressionless. “I’m sorry, Master Tank.”

“Much better.” He ruffled her hair like she was a little kid. “Now I think you need to go and talk to your two Doms.”

Charlie stepped back and shook her head as she lowered her eyes once more. She didn’t want to talk to Master Turner or Master Barry. She was still hurting inside. “I have work to do.”

Charlie worked for the next hour, avoiding the area of the bar where her two Masters sat drinking water and watching her. She tried to keep her gaze from them, but it was an impossible task. When her eyes met Master Barry’s, they seemed to snag as he held her gaze. No matter how hard she tried to look away, she couldn’t. Then movement to his side drew her attention, and she met Master Turner’s green eyes. He rose to his feet, never taking his eyes from her, and skirted around the end of the bar. Charlie took a step back with every forward step he took. The muscles in his arms and shoulders rippled as he stalked toward her.

God, he is so damn hot. Why do I have to be in love with him and Master Barry?

Charlie gasped as she felt herself drowning in his green pools.
What is he going to do?
She thought, placed a hand over her pounding heart, drew in a ragged breath, and finally managed to drag her eyes away from his. She let out a squeak when her back connected with the counter to the side of the bar. She was trapped and had nowhere to go. Master Turner stopped in front of her. He was so close she could feel the heat emanating off of his body, but she kept her eyes lowered.

“Look at me, Charlene.” His voice was hard and brooked no argument or rebellion.

Charlie found herself once more looking into the depths of his eyes. When he raised a hand up and cupped her cheek, she wanted to pull away from his touch, but she couldn’t get her body to obey the command of her brain.

“I’m so sorry, little one,” Master Turner said with such sincerity it brought tears to her eyes. “I never meant to hurt you, Charlene. I didn’t mean what I said the way it sounded. Will you please forgive me?”

The tears she had been trying to contain spilled over and rolled down her cheeks. Charlie believed that Master Turner was contrite and hadn’t meant to demean her in any way, but she wanted so much more from him and Master Barry. She loved them.
God, I want to spend the rest of my life with them.
But that will never happen. I know they said they care for me but that isn’t enough. I want more.

She finally conceded with a nod of her head and tried to step back.

Master Turner moved quickly, lowering his hand from her face and grasping her around the wrist. “Will you please come and talk with us?”

Charlie finally found her voice, even if it did come out a little raspy. “Okay.”

“Good girl.” Master Turner removed his hand from her wrist and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Tank, if you need help, call one of the other Doms to give you a hand. Charlene won’t be available for the rest of the night.”

Charlie glanced at Master Tank, and he gave her a smile and a wink. “No problem.”

Just as Charlie was about to pass him, Master Tank bent down to whisper in her ear. “Give them a chance, little one. They care for you.”

Master Turner led her out from behind the bar and headed across the great room toward the door leading to their private quarters. The tears she had shed had stopped, thank God, but her face felt a little tight and sticky. She wanted to go to the bathroom and clean up, but the way Master Turner was holding her firmly, she didn’t think she’d get the chance to do that for a while.

He led her over to the sofa and sat down beside her. Master Barry closed the door to their rooms and then sat on her other side.

“From now on I want you to call us Turner or Barry unless we are playing, all right? We want more than just a Dom/sub relationship with you, Charlie. You are equal to us everywhere but in a scene or the bedroom. When we aren’t playing or making love, you can call us by name without any title.”

Charlie nodded but couldn’t bring herself to speak. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth right now that she would blurt out all of her feelings, and she wasn’t about to make a fool of herself and suffer rejection. She didn’t think she could stand another upset tonight.
The ache in my chest hasn’t let up even after Master Turner…
Shit, how am I going to call them by their first names when I am used to adding a title first?

“What are you thinking about, Charlie?” Master Barry drew her from her introspection, and she looked up to find him studying her avidly.

She just shrugged. “It doesn’t matter.”

“Oh, that’s where you are wrong, little sub. Everything about you matters.”

Master Turner took hold of her chin gently and turned her face until she was looking at him. “What is it going to take for me to gain back your trust?”

“I don’t know,” Charlie whispered. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust them, because she did. She would never have let them touch her body and make love with her if she didn’t. But she was scared she would end up with a broken heart, and that was something she wasn’t sure she could deal with. Already Master Turner had hurt her, and even though the ache over her heart was dissipating, she didn’t know if she wanted to open herself up for more of the same.

“What if Turner lets you tie him up?” Master Barry asked, drawing her gaze.

Charlie’s heart stuttered and then beat heavily inside her chest. Her breath hitched in her throat as her imagination took over. She could just imagine how she could explore Master Turner’s body to her heart’s content. To have the ability to touch, caress, and make love with him when he couldn’t command or touch her in return had her panting heavily.

“Oh, I think our woman likes that idea, don’t you, baby?” Turner stated in a voice tinged with facetiousness.

Barry watched the pulse at the base of Charlie’s neck flutter and then beat rapidly. Her breathing increased, and she unconsciously licked her lips as she stared at him. It looked like he was right. Charlie seemed enthralled with the thought of tying Turner up and having her way with him. He wondered if she would feel the same about him.
No time like the present to find out.

“What if we let you tie us both up, Charlie? Would you like to be able to touch and taste us whenever and however you wanted?”

Barry held in his smile when she made a small squeaking sound and nodded her head. She was staring at him as if he was the last piece of chocolate on earth, and he knew how much women loved their chocolate.

He wasn’t about to wait any longer. If having him and Turner tied up and at her mercy would gain back her trust and respect, then so be it. Barry just hoped after she’d had her way with them that they could talk her into staying with them
permanently
. She’d worked her way under his skin and into his heart. It didn’t matter to him that he hadn’t known her for very long. He was old enough and experienced enough to know when he met the right woman. And Charlene Seward was definitely that woman. He loved her and wasn’t about to let her go. Barry was going to do everything within his power to win her over.

He looked over her head at Turner and knew he was in the same boat as Barry was and was thinking exactly the same thing. Turner gave him a slight nod and then looked back to Charlie as Barry rose to his feet.

“Come on into the bedroom, darlin’. I’ll help you restrain Turner and then you can tie me up.” Barry offered her a hand and waited to see if she would take it. All three of them knew he was asking her to give them another chance, and he and Turner were hoping like hell that she would accept that they weren’t infallible since they were only human.

When she moved and placed her hand in his, he released the breath he hadn’t been aware he was holding in, and the tension in his shoulders dissipated. When he glanced at Turner, he saw a flash of relief run across his friend’s face.

“Thank you, sugar.” Barry helped her to her feet and led her toward Turner’s room since it was closest. “You won’t regret it. We will do everything in our power to see we never hurt you again.”

Turner entered the room as Barry led her to the bed and seated her on the edge. They stood side by side and looked down at her.

“You are to give the orders tonight, baby,” Turner said in a huskier voice than usual. “We will obey your every command.”

Charlie nibbled on her lower lip uncertainly as she eyed them both up and down. Her cheeks turned a pink hue, and Barry wanted to ask her what just went through her head, but he waited patiently instead.

“I want you to both remove your clothes, please?”

Charlie’s order came out more like a question, and as he reached up to pull his T-shirt off over his head, her cheeks turned an even deeper pink. But when he looked into her eyes after he threw his shirt aside he could see the barely contained excitement in them.

She shifted on the bed and squeezed her legs together.
Oh yes, our little sub is very aroused.
He bet if he moved closer and inhaled he would be able to smell her musky arousal.

Turner was naked before him, and Charlie couldn’t seem to take her eyes of his friend’s hard dick. When it pulsed and jerked, she licked her lips. Barry stepped forward and placed a hand on her shoulder. She jumped as he startled her and then looked up into his eyes.

“What do you want us to do now, darlin’?”

“Um.” Charlie tilted her head as she pondered.

She obviously couldn’t make up her mind because she didn’t say anything else.

He decided to help her out. “Do you want me to tie Turner up?”

“Yes!” Charlie answered enthusiastically and then said in a softer tone, “Please.”