Gilded Lily (26 page)

Lucky for him, they had the same desire. He wanted to dominate every aspect of her body, teach her to find power in her submissiveness and find happiness in his arms. He vowed at that moment to keep her safe. He would wield the belt, the thin strips of the flogger, or the whisper of a feather to bring her strength in knowing that she was owned. She was safe to explore her desires without fear of judgment.

He had to give her at least that. She brought him peace in her touch and compassion in her submission. He would never be able to repay that debt. He had to be diligent when opening himself up to her desires. Whipping was not a punishment, but an act of caring. Binding was not a force of power, but a way for her to find release in the safety of knowing she was wanted. With every part of his being, he wanted to bring her the things she cherished most.

Adam took another breath and watched as the end of the belt licked the gentle curve of her lower back. He had begun to run his fingertips along the pink flesh when Tony pulled his hand away.

“Stop—you don’t want her to come.”

Adam wanted to touch her, to make her feel overcome with passion, but there was one lesson he was going to have to learn the hard way.
Restraint.
Adam never had been very proficient at holding out for anything that he set his mind to. And when it came to his Lily Flower, he felt he’d waited damn long enough. He reached his hand out to touch Lily again. Tony intercepted his hand. Adam looked over and Tony shook his head. Okay, this was really going to be a test of both his patience and impulse control. He got it. Lily needed a man who could be in control when she couldn’t.

Both men watched as Lily dug her mound into the mattress. “Yes, please. I want more.”

“She can’t help it,” Tony said. “Her body knows what it needs and seeks it.”
Crack!
Tony landed the strip of leather on her pale flesh. This time at the base of her shoulder blade. “Okay, now you try.” Tony handed Adam the belt.

Adam studied the long strap of leather. There was no doubt this was so much more intense than the scenes he’d watched at the club. Knowing that he was in control of Lily’s ultimate pleasure was a high, a drug he would forever be addicted to. He wrapped the buckled end around his right wrist, twice. The tight feeling in his chest had nothing to do with fear. There was no hint of hesitation. The beautiful, soft body resting below him consumed every fiber of his soul. She was giving herself over and wrapping her trust in a lovely pink box. A cherished gift for him to protect.

He checked Tony, who had started stroking his own cock. Adam grinned. Tony probably needed to come as much as she did. “You crave this, don’t you,” Adam whispered, “just as much as she does. That’s why you do this—why you love the kink with her. You wish it was you.”

Adam winced when Tony wrapped his fingers around his wrist and squeezed. The tight muscle in Tony’s jaw twitched. “Don’t presume to know me. You are here for her. Not me.”

The message had been sent loud and clear. That topic was off-limits, and Adam was going to be the first to bury it. He turned his attention back to Lily.

Crack!
He’d done it. His mark looked like Tony’s. It left a bright pink streak on a new piece of skin at the top of her shoulder blade. He watched as Lily wiggled beneath him, trying to grind her pussy farther into the mattress. Again, he smacked her, this time on the ass.

God, he loved the way her ass clenched and released as if she were sitting on his waist, riding his dick. He waited until he could see her breath slow and her body relax into the mattress. The last thing he wanted to do was cross the line from the pleasure-pain threshold into all-out violence.

“Hit her several times, then start in again after giving her a quick break,” Tony instructed Adam. “Straddle her head between your knees. Don’t let her move.”

Adam did as Tony instructed and moved to the head of the bed, where he carefully eased Lily’s head between his knees. Her hair was messy and tossed around on the sheet. He felt her head twitch when he placed a heavy knee on the wavy strands. She was pinned, confined—the way Adam knew she needed to be.

He looked up at Tony, his voice a command. “Now fuck her hard.”

LILY TRIED TO lift her head, but the strength in Adam’s legs kept her from moving. The sensation of being confined made her feel an ultimate release. There was no anxiety. No deadlines for work. No hectic schedule. The clarity was pure peace. This was what she craved.

Between strokes, the relaxation unfurling her muscles was that much sweeter. The way her welts blazed like fire over her skin, the coolness in the air that soothed the tormented flesh. The sweltering pleasure made the darkness more intense. There was a content silence going inward, finding that hidden place within herself that no one knew about. Not Tony. Not Adam. Not Nicholas. The secret place was hers to cherish. It was her friend; the gentle lull of what she knew was true.

She was a submissive, her need for the pleasure-pain threshold was an unspoken bond that kept her always wanting more. More sensation, more understanding, more control. There was passion in knowing she could withstand anything in life. The strength she owned in pain brought her the power to seek her desires. And this time—this sacred time—Adam and Tony were allowing her to release what hindered her and to explore the darkness with truth and a realization that she was a woman who deserved to experience joy of the body and mind in any way she wished. This was her dream. Adam finding the courage to trust her gave her the strength to discover the courage within herself.

She heard Adam give Tony the command. She wanted this so badly she could only pray he wouldn’t be disappointed in the way she tried to lift up onto her knees. Her desire to give him better access to her pussy was a plea to relieve the throbbing inside her channel and to be filled so deeply. Her breath caught with the feeling of a warm hand pushing on her lower back.

“Down, poppet,” Tony’s raspy voice called out to her in the misty dream of her thoughts.

Instinctively she tried to raise her hips again. Seeking the end to the torment coursing through the tight coil gripping her muscles, she pulled back on her head. Adam’s knees dug deeper into the mattress, locking her head in place. The stinging sensation of her hair being pulled made her want to submit, to let her body fly and trust that these two men would bring her the most delicious pleasure she’d ever experienced.

She relaxed her head, finding a comfortable position as she rested her hips back onto the bed.

Tony’s voice floated from behind her. “That’s it. Let your body accept this. Relax,” he said as he caressed the side of her waist. “Let the distractions go. Let me give you what you need. Trust me, poppet.”

Lily eased her trembling body deep into the mattress and did as Tony had taught her to do. She released the pain and took in the darkness, where only pleasure dwelled.

TONY SPREAD LILY’S legs, watching as she tried to raise her backside off the bed. He leaned back and slid two fingers into her pussy. She was so damn tight. The sweet sound of her moan made his dick leak. It’d been over two weeks since he and Renee had slept together. He stroked the length of his shaft. All they seemed to do was fight about his long hours at work or how he kept ignoring her when he was home. They didn’t even have make-up sex anymore.

But this was his poppet. Here and now. He could always count on her soft voice to soothe him, to take away the harsh realities of his life. Watching her thrive under his discipline made him forget about other things, made life seem more bearable.

“Tony?” Adam’s voice cut through his dark thoughts.

Tony withdrew his fingers and positioned the head of his cock at Lily’s wet entrance. He could feel the heat from her soft core melting against the head. “She’s ready,” he said and pushed his shaft inside her body.

She mumbled something from under the mess of hair covering her face. Tony eased farther, letting the smooth walls of her sex hug his length. It was as if a hot blanket had been wrapped around his entire body. He shivered from the sensation and slowly pulled out of her body, watching as his skin glistened from her wetness.

She easily spread to take all of him in. Tony’s face tensed as he heard the first wave of Adam’s assault on her back. The sound was a crash of lightning while his gentle fucking was the mist of rain. When she whimpered, his cock twitched, and he thrust his hips against her upturned ass. The time to be gentle was over. He had to fuck her. Now.

He pressed his large hands into the flesh of her round hips and pinned her against the mattress. The association in her mind had to be made complete. The sensations she was feeling, when felt again, would make her think of Adam. Not him. Not this—the way he fucked her so hard—but the way his cock would feel when Adam was away. He wanted her to take it all, and when she closed her eyes and he pushed into her again, it was Adam’s hot breath she would feel on her cheek.

There was no place for him anymore. He wondered if there ever really would be a place for him. Anywhere.

The rush of pleasure captured his balls and tucked them tight against his body. The slickness sucking at his cock made him thrust harder. He took the emotions out of it all. This was about sex, about what Lily needed. It was always about what his sub needed. He was a good dom. Thoughtful and disciplined in his care. Wasn’t he?

The belt came down again, and she tried to cry out amid the waterfall of hair covering her face. “Adam! Adam!”

The sweet sound of her pleading voice sent Tony into a hard sweat as he fucked the pleas out of her, making them more intense.

“That’s it, Lily,” Adam coaxed while wiping the flat side of the leather over the reddened welts he’d made on her skin. “That’s it. I’m here. How does that cock feel? That’s the cock you’ll have in my place.” He smacked the tip of the belt on her shoulder, making her flinch. “That’s the only cock you’ll have while I’m gone. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes. Y-yes.”

Sweat streaked down the center of Tony’s chest. He was trying not to come too soon. It’d been too long, felt too good. His muscular arms shook as he continued to hold her wiggling hips against the mattress.

Adam caressed the pale skin of Lily’s back with the metal buckle. “She looks so sweet. Doesn’t she, Tony?”

Tony gritted his teeth and pressed his hips against her round ass. “Fuck. Yes. Sweet.”

“Are you ready to come?” Adam asked.

“Yes,” Tony grunted and pulled back, only to thrust forward again. Lily cried out with each press of his hips as Adam gave her erotic commands. The sound of Adam’s voice telling Lily exactly what he wanted her to do with his cock was driving Tony mad. He loved the way Lily responded so readily to every word Adam spoke.

“She’s so beautiful,” Adam said.

Tony pulled out of Lily’s warm sheath and pumped his cock from root to tip. The gripping sensation traveled up the long shaft and wrestled through his entire body. Tilting his head back, he cried out. With one hand still resting on her hip, he stilled as the white liquid shot out, landing on her reddened flesh.

Lily bucked her hips as Tony continued to cover her welts with his semen. As the last of the fluid dripped from the velvety head, he fell onto the mattress beside her. He watched as she writhed on the blanket, enjoying the sensation of his seed washing over her.

“Adam, let’s get her cleaned up and ready for bed.” Tony stood up and started to walk to the bathroom. “You’re going to have to put her medicine on those marks tomorrow.” He walked onto the tiled floor in the loft’s bathroom and looked over his shoulder. “Give me just a minute.”

Tony shut the bathroom door and gave Lily and Adam the privacy he felt they needed. Hell, he needed the space too. He started the shower and didn’t wait for the water to heat up. He stepped inside and winced as the icy stream hit his chest. The frigid sensation quickly started to warm as the steam built in the shower.

He closed his eyes and felt the exhaustion from the last couple of weeks wash over him. His tense muscles relaxed under the water’s pressure. The click of the stall door startled him as a rush of cooler air drifted through the steam.

He didn’t turn around when he felt little fingers trace the twitching muscles on his back. He closed his heavy eyelids, taking in each touch, imprinting the sensation on his brain for when he’d have to say good-bye. Actually, he wondered how she was able to stand after the fucking he’d given her, let alone the punishment Adam had dealt. He smiled. It was his poppet. She could take anything. She probably got up to feel the ache between her legs and shoulders.
Naughty girl.

As her fingers trailed over his back, around to explore his chest, he seized her hands in his own. “What are you doing in here? Where’s Adam?”

“He’s fixing me something to drink,” Lily said before pressing a gentle kiss on the back of his shoulder.

He sighed when he felt her rest her soft cheek between his shoulder blades. “Are you all right?”

She took a moment to answer. “Thank you,” she whispered, just enough that he could hear her sweet voice through the water. “For giving me to him. I would’ve never found the courage, and I love you for that.”

“I love you enough to know that.” He brought the palm of her hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to the smooth skin. “But you must know while he’s away, I’m still going to play with you in any manner that I want.” He finally turned to face her. His gaze drifted down as he held her hands. “You’re my poppet while he’s away, and I’ll fuck you in any way I please. Do you understand?”

She excitedly nodded her head.

“You’ll think of him and call his name while my cock is buried deep inside you.”

“Yes, Tony. Yes!”

A knock on the door was followed by the shadowy figure of Adam moving toward the shower. “You guys in there?”

“Yes. Your little vixen came in here begging to be washed.” Tony opened the door, sliding past Lily to step on the plush rug. “She’s waiting for you.” Tony smiled and took the towel from the hook beside the shower.

Adam peeled out of his clothes and stepped into the running water.