Her Alpha Saviors [The Hot Millionaires #2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (27 page)

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“A good spanking, I guess, just so that we start the way we mean to go on.”

“Would you like me to spank you, Skye?”

“If you think I deserve it, master.”

“Ask me nicely then.”

Skye rolled off their legs, fell to her knees in front of Luke, and focused her gaze on the floor. “Please spank me, sir. I’ve been really bad.”

“Christ!”

Luke sprang to his feet, picked her up, threw her over his shoulder, and carried her to the bed.

“Hands and knees,” he said curtly. “Get ready to take your punishment.”

As soon as she was in position, Luke brought his hand down on her ass. His erection tested the strength of his zipper as the sound echoed through the loft. Skye’s groans conveyed pleasure rather than pain, so Luke increased the strength and frequency of the blows.

“Harder, sir. Hit me harder. I can’t feel it.”

Luke and Jay both chuckled. “We’ve definitely got a challenge on our hands here.”

“Those who ask, don’t get.”

Luke abruptly stopped the punishment and shared a glance with Jay. Both men ripped off their clothes. Jay was impressed when he noticed the size of Luke’s erection when it sprang from his boxers, thick, angry, a pulse twitching through it. He grasped it, pointing its angry head with its drop of pre-cum in her direction. “You want this up your ass, Skye?”

She licked her lips, her face flushed with excitement. “More than you could possibly imagine. I’ve never seen you so big. Either of you,” she added when Jay moved into her line of vision. “Besides, Luke, you haven’t fucked my ass yet.”

“I think we’ve forgotten something,” Jay said. “Sit up, Skye.”

She did so, and Jay fastened her collar round her neck, at the same time divesting her of her bra and G-string. “You’ll always wear the collar when you’re up here,” he told her. “I think we need these as well for what I have in mind.”

Jay produced the thigh-length leather boots, and Skye pulled them on.

“Stand over there by the mirror, Skye, and turn to face us,” Luke ordered.

She did so, and both men groaned at the sight she presented. A full-frontal naked view of a lovely woman, with firm breasts and a shaved pussy, wearing thigh-length boots and their collar was enough to make them crazy. Add the rear view in the mirror of her cute ass and they were more than ready to play.

“Play with your tits,” Luke said. “No, on second thought—” He delved into the cupboard where he’d stored his toys and came out with nipple clamps. “Think it’s time she tried these again,” he said to Jay.
“She rather liked them the last time.”

“Absolutely. You do the honours, buddy.”

Luke approached Skye and waited for her to lower her eyes. She did so almost at once, trembling with what Jay figured was impatience. Luke lifted one heavy breast and sucked the nipple into his mouth, but Jay could see that it was hardly necessary since the nipple in question was already rock hard. Chuckling, Luke released it and gave the other one similar treatment. Then he fastened the clover clamps, attached to each other with a chain.

“Feel okay?”

She threw her head sideways and groaned. “Unbelievable!”

“When you get used to them we can add weights to the chain. That will just increase the sensation.”

She opened her eyes wide. “It gets better than this?”

“Babe, we’ve hardly started,” Jay assured her, chuckling.

Luke returned to the bed and sat on its edge with Jay. They both watched their lovely sub, sexy as hell, dutifully awaiting their next order. Jay was tempted to leave her standing there while they broke out more beers and chatted about other things that excluded her. It would drive her wild, and he doubted if she was yet disciplined enough to wait them out.

“Let’s do it,” he muttered to Luke.

“Thought you’d never say the word.” Luke grinned as he fisted his cock. “Back over here,” he ordered.

Skye almost ran to the bed but slowed when she noticed Jay’s frown.

“On all fours again,” Luke said.

As soon as she was in position he went to work with the lube, sliding a slick finger into her anus and meeting no resistance. She had already learned how to relax her muscles to accept the invasion, presumably because she wanted it so much that she was prepared to fight against the initial discomfort.

Jay slid lengthways beneath her, his head directly beneath her pussy, his cock twitching millimetres beneath her lush lips. A slap sounded as Luke brought his hand down over her ass, and Jay simultaneously reached for her clamped nipples, agitating them with the pad of his thumb until she groaned with pleasure.

“Please!” She fidgeted on her knees, her cunt streaming with liquid directly above Jay’s face. “Please, I know I’m not supposed to ask but—”

Luke slapped her again and then eased himself into her. It was Jay’s signal to apply his lips to her sweet pussy and milk it, just as she did the same with his cock, sucking it between her lips like she never intended to let it go. God, but it felt so damned good! Slick, wet, and warm as the little witch increased the suction, deliberately taunting him.

As they picked up the rhythm, all three of them close to losing control, Jay had never known such a feeling of complete oneness with any woman. He’d made the right decision, the only decision available to him since he set foot over the threshold of The Fox
and first laid eyes on her wearing tight jodhpurs and an incensed expression
.

Luke steadily increased the tempo of his thrusts into Skye’s body. As he did so, Jay sucked harder on her clit, inserting several fingers into her sopping cunt. Skye’s mouth was full with his cock, but she still managed to utter desperate little mews that indicated she was close to climax.

“Look at her, Jay,” Luke said, pretend disgust in his voice as he continued to ram his cock into her. “Not an ounce of self-restraint. We’re gonna have to teach her to—No, Skye, hold back. I know you’re close. I know we’re driving you wild with our cocks, but no one’s given you permission to come yet.” Luke grinned as he drove himself even harder into her. “You’re not to let go. I absolutely forbid it.”

Disobedient little hussy that she was, she bucked to an immediate climax in Jay’s mouth, at the same time ramming her ass backward against Luke’s cock and sucking like a lunatic as Jay’s cock swelled inside her mouth. Jay’s spunk fountained against the back of her throat as he massaged its base and fed her every drop he possessed. What else would he do with it? It belonged to her and no one but her.

Jay’s heart was full of love and admiration for Skye’s fiery courage and willingness to reach out so uninhibitedly for what she wanted. He marvelled at the paradox that was life. After all their globetrotting, he and Luke had found what they’d been looking for in the last place they’d expected to find it and would spend the rest of their lives proving it to her.

For now. For always.

 

 

THE END

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

 

 

Zara Chase is a British author who spends a lot of her time travelling the world. Being a gypsy provides her with ample opportunities to scope out exotic locations for her stories. She likes to involve her heroines in her erotic novels in all sorts of dangerous situations—and not only with the hunky heroes whom they encounter along the way. Murder, blackmail, kidnapping, and fraud—to name just a few of life’s most common crimes—make frequent appearances in her books, adding pace and excitement to her racy stories.

Zara is an animal lover who enjoys keeping fit and good wine—yes, the two can co-exist—and believes in making the most out of life.

Also by Zara Chase

 

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