Blake, Abby - Maya's Masters [Viper's Dungeon 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (12 page)

“That’s how tight we want them,” Derek said by way of instruction. Despite his big hands and thick fingers Cam deftly fastened the tiny clamp to Maya’s nipple. He twisted the screw until Maya gasped.

“Breathe, sub,” Cam told her, proving his instincts very accurate as Maya obeyed and dragged in a shuddering breath. He leaned down to take her other nipple in his mouth, sucking hard against her whole breast and then obviously using his teeth because Maya cried out as if in reaction to a sharp sting. Cam had the second clamp fastened just as quickly, watching Maya closely as he twisted the G-clamp closed.

“Good girl,” Derek whispered as she panted through the momentary pain once more. “I think the blue jewels would look very pretty against our sub’s skin, Master Cameron.” Cam nodded, grabbed the jewels and attached them to the clamps. “These are fairly lightweight, sub. As you get used to having your nipples clamped, we’ll add more weights on longer chains.” He dragged his hand down her stomach, dipping his fingers between her legs, smiling when he realized her thighs were completely covered with slick evidence of her arousal. “We might even consider piercing.”

Maya shuddered in his arms. As soon as the words left his mouth he realized how perfect they sounded. It was like the sun had finally come out from behind the clouds, and the idea of making a permanent commitment to each other sounded perfect. Of course, piercing such a sensitive part of Maya’s body would probably hurt, but he and Cam would be there, distracting her, forcing her body into exhaustion with orgasm after orgasm so that she would barely feel the pain.

He glanced up to see a slight frown cross Cam’s features, but it was gone so quickly Derek couldn’t be sure he’d even seen what he thought he saw. Deciding to discuss Maya’s possible nipple piercing with Cam later, Derek turned the woman in his arms to face him.

“You look perfect like this, sub,” he said, pulling gently at the pretty dangling jewels. Maya gasped, her eyes darkening as her desire grew stronger. “Master Cameron and I are going to fuck you at the same time, one in your pussy, the other down your throat. Since you won’t be able to talk with your mouth stuffed full of my cock, I’m going to give you a safe signal. Close your fist and leave just the little finger up. Show me your safe signal, Maya.”

She immediately held up her hand and did exactly as he instructed.

“Good girl. Use this safe signal the moment you feel distressed or uncomfortable.” She nodded, obviously remembering his instructions for her not to talk. “Good girl. One more thing before we start. You know that I don’t like to cause lasting pain for my submissives, but I do have one exception.” The look of trepidation in her eyes was quite satisfying. She still trusted him, but it was obvious that she wasn’t into real pain either. It was just one more thing that made her perfect for him. “The only severe punishment I have is for subs who don’t use their safe word when they should. Some of the stuff we will do together can be dangerous, and refusing to use you safe word, or safe signal, when you need to can lead to serious injury. If I ever feel that you should have used your safe word but didn’t, I will take a cane to your ass and thighs until I’m certain you won’t sit comfortably for a week. Is that clear sub?”

Maya’s eyes had widened at his words, but she nodded and breathed out slowly, obviously comfortable with his warning. He knew then that he could trust her to use her safe word wisely.

“Widen your stance, lean forward, and present your pussy to Master Cameron.” She hesitated just a moment—she didn’t really seem to be an exhibitionist so he was probably pushing a few of her personal boundaries—but she leaned over and did as she was told.

He walked over to the dresser, tossed a condom to Cam, and smiled as the ex-SEAL sheathed his cock and then held Maya’s hips as he pushed slowly into her pussy. Derek watched them together, smiling when Cam easily controlled the pace despite Maya’s bratty attempts to make him go faster. Cam leaned over her, pushing her further forward and threading his hand in her hair, just like the Dom they’d seen last night had done.

Derek moved to stand in front of Maya. Cam immediately pushed her head lower, his grip ensuring that Maya had no control. She was their sub, hers to do with as they pleased, and it pleased them to take her this way. Judging by Maya’s moan, it pleased her too.

“Don’t come until we give you permission, sub.” She sighed and then opened her mouth to engulf his cock. Derek stifled the groan, trying to stay in control, trying not to let Maya realize how much power she had over him. He took a deep breath, fortifying his resolve before signaling for Cam to push her head lower.

* * * *

Maya concentrated on Derek’s cock, unable to acknowledge Cam’s cock slowly plowing her pussy or the fingers pressed against her clit or the jewels swinging from her aching breasts and conspiring to send her into a flat spin. She was already on the verge of orgasm, but she refused to disappoint her masters by coming before she had permission. So she concentrated on the cock in her mouth and tried to ignore the tingling heat threatening to overtake all reason.

She braced her hands against Derek’s hard thighs but didn’t even try to work against either of her men. In some ways she sensed that this was a test to make certain that she was willing to live this lifestyle. Considering how many mind-shattering orgasms they’d already given her, the answer to that unasked question was “hell, yeah!”

Swallowing around the thick length of Derek’s cock, Maya realized he hadn’t specifically told her not to touch him. Tentatively she moved a hand to his balls, gently rolling them inside the wrinkled sack before squeezing slightly. Derek groaned but didn’t stop her, seeming to enjoy her attentions.

And then as if by mutual agreement, both men started thrusting into her harder. Cam released her hair as Derek gripped the sides of her head and took over, holding her still as he pumped into her mouth. Her jaw ached, her lips felt swollen, and she was almost dribbling, but she couldn’t imagine being anywhere else right at that moment.

The jewels swung harder, bouncing against her breasts as they pulled at her nipples. Cam pushed his fingers more firmly against her, trapping her clit between two fingers, the unyielding grip making her tremble even more violently.

“Come for us, sub,” Derek ordered. She wanted to breathe a sigh of relief that she finally had permission, that she’d accomplished what Derek had ordered, but climax shot through her, and she gasped for air, shivering, shaking, her entire world narrowing to only these two men. They continued to pump faster, thrusting into her body, using her, taking their own pleasure just as a second, more explosive climax burst and her entire body went into sensual meltdown. She felt her knees give out as Derek’s cum coated her tongue. Grateful that her men held her safe, she swallowed, savoring Derek’s salty flavor, laving his cock clean as he pulled away.

Derek held her up as Cam pulled away and headed into the bathroom.

“I love you,” she whispered to them both, too tired and too overwhelmed to fully realize it was probably too soon.

* * * *

Cam’s steps faltered as he heard her whispered declaration to Derek. Cam was pretty sure she hadn’t meant for him to overhear her words, but it should have occurred to him that Maya would love Derek. They’d known each other for a long time, even if now was their first time together.

He continued into the bathroom and closed the door, needing a few moments alone with his thoughts. He’d known Maya less than a week. She’d been the first person who’d needed him since his injury six months ago, and somehow Cam had confused that with love. It seemed almost ridiculous that he could confuse sex for something deeper, but that was exactly what he’d done.

It was quite possible that he might even have been the catalyst for getting Maya and Derek to finally see the light and realize they were perfect for each other, but that didn’t change the fact that he was the third wheel. He didn’t even have a job. Granted, he had enough money saved to support himself for several years, but bumming around while Maya and Derek fell deeper in love didn’t seem like the right thing to do.

Cam splashed cold water on his face, closing his eyes against the reflection he saw in the mirror. While he’d been a Navy SEAL, he had always refused to make a permanent connection with any woman. It wasn’t fair to ask a woman to love him when he was liable to have to up and leave at a moment’s notice, unable to tell her where he was going or when he’d be back or even
if
he’d be back.

Maybe his feelings for Maya were just a reaction to finally being free to make that connection with a clear conscience. Cam ran a hand down his face, nearly growling at his own sappy emotions. He hadn’t known the woman long enough to fall in love. And now that she’d confessed her feelings to Derek, Cam shouldn’t hang around longer than necessary.

As soon as the threat from the street gang was dealt with, he’d go back to his original plan and head home.

And, somehow, he’d ignore the ache in his chest that came at just the thought of leaving Maya behind.

Chapter Six

Maya somehow made it through the whole day without thinking about last night every other minute. Thanks to the demands of a busy restaurant and the million and one little things that seemed to go wrong today, Maya had almost been able to control her out-of-control libido, but as soon as Derek walked in the front door, all bets were off.

The tingling started as he moved toward her, grew to earthquake proportions as he kissed her, and threatened to explode as he escorted the last of the staff out the front door.

She waited for his instructions, wanting to throw off her clothes, cast aside Maya “the sensible business woman” and simply be Derek and Cam’s submissive, but the order didn’t come.

Derek took a seat at the table in the corner where Cam had set up his observational post. From where Cam sat he could see both the front door, the entry to the kitchen, and, through the window in the swinging kitchen door, the rear exit. She had no doubt that he would be able to reach the back door before anyone could open it and step inside. For the past week he’d spent the whole lunch and dinner shifts sitting there making her feel safer than she had in her entire life.

But right now she felt miffed.

The restaurant was closed, the shutters were down, and the staff had all gone home. From everything they’d discussed last night, now was the time that their Dom-sub roles were to become formal. Uncertain what to do, Maya stood by the counter and watched the two men talk. She wasn’t even close enough to hear what they were saying.

“Maya,” Derek called without even looking over at her, “have you decided to use your safe word?”

“N–No…I mean, No, Sir.”

“Why then are you still dressed?”

“Oh…I…um.”

“Come here, sub.”

Maya swallowed hard, her trepidation increasing when Derek instructed her to lean over the table. He pushed her lower, flattening her breasts to the hard surface, and then lifted her skirt up over her hips. She’d worn another G-string, and he smoothed his hand over her bare skin. Derek had wanted her to go without underwear, but he’d made the compromise in deference to her work in the restaurant.

The first smack was hard, very hard, and she bit her lips to stop from protesting. The second, in the same place, didn’t feel at all pleasant, but it was the third that made her cry. Ironically, she was fairly certain that they’d spanked her much harder two nights ago, but it seemed there was a very big difference between being spanked while aroused and being spanked as punishment.

Derek helped her into a standing position, brushed the tears off her wet cheeks, and then pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “The moment it is just the three of us, you are to strip to your underwear and kneel at our feet unless otherwise instructed by me or Master Cameron. Is that clear, sub?”

She nodded and finally managed to push out the words “Yes, Sir” without stuttering.

“Good girl. Now I want you to go upstairs, have a shower, and kneel beside the bed until we get there.”

She considered arguing, or at least asking how long she would have to wait, but the stinging on her bottom was a rather throbbing reminder to follow his instructions precisely as he’d given them.

As she headed up the stairs she finally realized her error. She’d been waiting for Derek’s instructions even though they’d discussed in detail last night what both Derek and Cam expected from her.

She rubbed her sore bottom. No way in hell would she make that mistake again.

* * * *

“Why did she cry?” Cam had been surprised by Maya’s reaction. He’d spanked her much harder two nights ago and she’d climaxed, not cried.

“Arousal has a way of turning pain into pleasure. Maya was waiting to be told what to do—even though she knew exactly what we expected—but she wasn’t actually aroused, so the pain didn’t morph, and it was all she felt.” A grin formed on Derek’s face, and then he added, “I believe at least some of the tears were her feeling sorry for herself. I suspect she’s going to be a bratty sub, trying to top from the bottom, for quite some time to come.”