His to Possess (23 page)

“Now, unbutton your blouse and step closer.”

“Yes, Mr. Ranier.” She unfastened the buttons quickly as she stepped toward him.

He drew her blouse apart and his gaze fastened on her lacy bra. His finger stroked
over the swell of her breasts and tingles danced across her flesh.

“Now I want you to go into the bedroom and put this on.”

He picked up a black bag from his desk and drew out a thin black leather strap with
silver studs. He held it up and she realized it was actually a harness with silver
chains dangling from it. And it would cover absolutely nothing. He handed it to her
and then pulled a couple scraps of black leather from the bag. “Put these on, too.”

She took them. A black leather bra and skimpy panties. She walked to the bedroom,
anticipation quivering through her. With one command from Dane, this had gone from
being a discussion to a sexual tryst. She should think of Rafe and stop this right
now, but she didn’t want to. She wanted to be with Dane. To feel his hands on her.
She wanted to touch his body. To watch him come, knowing it was his desire for her
that gave him so much pleasure.

Quickly, she stripped off her clothes and pulled on the bra and panties, then arranged
the harness on her body. The straps surrounded her breasts and the chains cascaded
in rows down the front of her midriff. She turned her back to the mirror and glanced
around at her reflection. From the back, she might as well be naked.

She walked into the living room again, loving the heat in Dane’s eyes as he watched
her walk toward him.

“Over to the pillars.” He pointed toward the dining room.

There were two architectural columns framing the large opening between the living
room and dining room. He had wrapped two leather straps, with chains attached, around
each column. He fastened a leather band around each of her wrists, then fastened the
chain from the column to the ring on one wrist band with a carabiner clip. He took
her other arm and drew it sideways until her arms were stretched apart, then fastened
her other wrist in the same manner.

He did the same with her ankles, drawing her legs apart as he fastened the chains.

He stepped back and smiled as he admired his work. She stood spread-eagled in front
of him and her core ached with need. Soon he would touch her and as soon as he did,
she would go up in flames.

“There was another thing you said the other night. Do you remember?”

It was hard to think with his hot, blue gaze gliding up and down her body.

“I’m not sure.”

“You said that maybe you’d continue sleeping with both Rafe and me. Did you mean it?”

Oh, God. “I don’t know. I said it because I was angry. And I don’t want to choose
between the two of you.”

He stepped close. She could feel his heat behind her and his breath on her ear.

“Tell me. Wouldn’t you find it exciting if both Rafe and I made love to you at the
same time?”

She hadn’t meant at the same time, but his words elicited enticing images of both
Dane and Rafe caressing her body. Their hands gliding over her naked flesh. Their
lips nuzzling private, intimate places.

Her breathing accelerated.

His cheek brushed her temple and she shivered.

“So,”—he murmured softly in her ear, his breath sending wisps of hair caressing her
cheek—“the question is, if you had the opportunity…” his lips brushed her neck and
she sucked in a breath. “Would you have sex with both of us at the same time?”

“This is crazy. There’s no way Rafe would agree to that.”

“But Storm would.” At the sound of Rafe’s voice, her gaze shot across the room to
where he stood watching her, his gaze unreadable.

Forever

Jessica sucked in a breath as she stared at Storm leaning against the doorway, exceptionally
sexy in jeans and a T-shirt stretched across his broad chest, his tattoos spilling
from the sleeves. Was he really here for a threesome with her and Dane? Or had Storm
just walked in on them and she hadn’t really understood his words?

“What are you doing here?” she asked breathlessly, intensely aware of her skimpy,
leather attire, and Dane’s hard body close behind her.

Storm pushed away from the doorframe and stepped toward her.

“I thought I’d made that clear.” At his deep, edgy tone, shivers danced along her
spine. “I’m here to bring your deepest fantasy to life.”

Oh, God. Images from the past fluttered through her brain.

She’d once told him he was her fantasy come true—a badass rock musician with a fetish
for wild adventures. He’d then asked her what other fantasies she had. Other, even
more interesting sexual adventures he could bring to life for her. After a lot of
prodding, she had finally admitted her deepest, most secret fantasy of having a threesome
with two men. But she’d also told him she’d never consider doing it in real life.
That night, he’d insisted they role-play it, though. He’d blindfolded her and told
her another man was touching her. He’d even used a vibrator to give her the experience
of double penetration.

It had been one of the most intense sexual experiences of her life.

But could she really do it with Dane and Storm?

“Why do you want to do this?” she asked.

He stepped close and stroked her cheek. “Because, baby, I want to prove to you that
I really am that adventurous, badass, rock musician you fell in love with. You asked
me once if I would ever turn down a challenge.”

“And you said only one.” And they’d both known he’d been referring to her fantasy,
because he would never share her with another man.

“And you said you’d never actually live out your fantasy,” he said. “But things have
changed. Since you’re already sleeping with both of us,”—he shrugged—“why not go all
the way?”

He was trying to prove he was still the same man she’d fallen in love with. Be the
man he thought she wanted him to be.

“Rafe, you don’t have to do this to prove—”

He cupped her breast, and stroked over her leather-covered nipple, stealing the breath
from her lungs. Then he leaned close to her ear.

“Admit it, baby. You want to do this.”

Dane’s hand stroked over her naked ass, then his finger slid along the soft leather
crotch of her thong.

She ached inside, wanting both of them so bad her sex clenched painfully.

Her gaze locked on Storm’s sky blue eyes, and she drew in a deep breath.

“Dane, why are you doing this?” she asked.

His arm slipped around her waist and he pulled her tight against him. The hard bulge
in his pants pressed into her.

“Besides the fact I’m totally turned on?” He nuzzled her neck. “I think Rafe should
see how much you like to be dominated in bed. Plus, the idea of watching you come
while another man fucks you is extremely hot.”

“Even if it’s Rafe?” She couldn’t stop the tremor in her voice at the images his words
evoked.

“Since my brother is in love with you, too, he is the best possible choice. There’s
no one else I’d want to share you with.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

Dane cupped her breasts, then dragged his fingers over her hard, aching nipples. “Don’t
say anything. Just do as I tell you.”

At that, Dane ripped open the leather bra, the Velcro fastening at the front giving
away with a loud, tearing sound. Storm’s eyes darkened as he stared at her naked breasts,
the distended nipples peaking forward. Dane tore the bra straps free and then tossed
it aside.

Storm covered both her breasts and caressed them. Her insides fluttered with need.

Dane tore away the leather panties, leaving her naked except for the harness.

“Rafe, lick her pussy.”

Storm dipped his head down and licked her nipple, then crouched in front of her. Her
legs were held wide by the chains fastening her ankles and wrists to the pillars.
His fingers trailed lightly down her stomach, then stopped just short of her clean-shaven
folds. Then he leaned forward and she groaned as his tongue touched her slick flesh.
He licked the length of her slit.

“Not too much.” Dane’s hands covered her breasts and he squeezed lightly. “We don’t
want her to come too soon.”

Storm licked again and grinned. “I’m sure we can make her come again.”

Dane laughed. “Of course, but let’s keep her motivated.”

Dane unfastened the chains from her wrists, and Storm released her ankles.

“Get Rafe and me a beer from the bar fridge,” Dane commanded.

On shaky legs, she walked behind the bar and opened the small fridge, then pulled
out two bottles of imported beer. She poured them into tall glasses while Storm sat
on the couch and Dane settled in the chair facing him.

She handed a glass to Dane, then to Storm. His heated gaze settled on her naked body
again.

“Jessica, kneel in front of Rafe.”

At his command, she immediately knelt down.

“Open his pants and pull out his cock, then stroke it.”

She pulled down the zipper of his pants, feeling the swollen ridge beneath her fingertips,
then unfastened the button. She slipped her hand inside and found his hard, hot flesh,
then drew it out. The veins pulsed on his red, engorged shaft. She stroked her hand
the length of him, loving the feel, like solid iron covered in silk.

She continued stroking, longing to feel him in her mouth. His eyelids fell closed
as he enjoyed her touch.

“Now treat him to your luscious, talented mouth.”

She leaned forward and touched her lips to the tip of him, then pressed her tongue
to his hot flesh and swirled, tasting a salty drop of pre-cum. She pushed down further,
his cockhead filling her mouth. She squeezed it as her hand continued to stroke his
shaft.

His fingers coiled in her hair as she took him deeper, then glided back.

“Swallow his whole cock while you stroke his balls.”

She relaxed her throat and slid as deep as she could, her hand sliding under his balls.
She cradled them gently in her palm as she tried to take his cock deeper still.

She glided back, then Storm guided her forward and back again. She followed the rhythm
he established.

“Baby, that feels so good,” he murmured.

His cock throbbed in her mouth and she could feel his body tensing. She slipped off
the end, still holding his cock in her hand.

She turned her head to gaze at Dane. “May I make him come?”

Dane nodded curtly.

Then she turned back to see Storm frowning, but she took him in her mouth again and
swallowed his cock whole. As she moved up and down, squeezing and sucking, his eyelids
fell closed again and he moaned.

She stroked his balls and he tensed, then he shot hot liquid into her mouth. Still
she squeezed and sucked until he was drained completely. She drew back and licked
her lips.

He opened his arms to her. “Fuck, baby, come here.”

Her glance darted to Dane and he nodded, then she surged into Storm’s arms. He held
her tight, stroking her naked back.

“Now come here, Jessica,” Dane commanded.

Immediately, she drew away from Storm and stood up, then walked to Dane.

“Suck my cock until its rock hard.”

She knelt in front of him, conscious of Storm’s intense gaze watching her. She unfastened
Dane’s pants and drew out his erection.

“It’s already hard, sir.”

He grasped her shoulders and dragged her across his lap. Her face rested against the
couch cushion while her ass arched upward.

“Don’t question my commands.”

His hand landed on her bare ass with a loud smack, followed by stinging heat where
his hand had landed. Then he smacked her again. Excitement careened through her.

Her gaze shifted to Storm, who seemed to be restraining himself from coming to her
aid.

“My brother seems concerned. Tell us how much you like this.”

“Yes, sir. I like this very much, sir. Please punish me again.”

He smacked her again and she shifted on his lap, her slit slick with need.

“Tell us how much this turns you on.”

“Yes, Mr. Ranier. This makes me wet with need.”

“And what would you like me to do now?”

“I want you to drive your cock into me and make me come.”

He swatted her ass again. “I thought you wanted me to punish you more.”

“Yes, of course. Please smack my ass again.”

He smacked her again and her heated cheeks burned with pleasure.

Dane pulled her to a sitting position on his lap, facing away from him, his hard cock
pressing against the length of her slick folds.

“Do you really like this, Jess?” Storm asked with concern.

Her cheeks heated a little at his question.

“Yes,” she answered timidly.

Dane whispered some instructions into her ear.

She obeyed, cupping her breasts and, as she stroked them, said to Storm, “Why don’t
you take off your clothes now?” Then in a throaty voice, “I want to see you naked.”

Storm stood up and started peeling off his clothes. She watched in anticipation as
he grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his sculpted
chest. Then he dropped his jeans and boxers to the floor and stepped out of them.
The sight of his muscular, tattooed torso sent chills through her, and her insides
clenched at the sight of his enormous cock, already swelling again to a full-sized
erection.

“Stand up and entertain Storm for a moment,” Dane said.

She stood and walked toward Storm, then ran her hands over his chest. He enfolded
her in an embrace, his lips finding hers. At the feel of her soft breasts crushed
against his hard, naked chest, her knees went weak. He held her tighter as his tongue
explored her mouth tenderly.

“Jessica, turn around,” Dane instructed.

She drew her mouth from Storm’s and his sky blue gaze seemed to challenge her to defy
Dane’s command. But she pulled herself from his embrace and turned to face Dane. He
now stood, his beautiful, sculpted body totally naked, his enormous, purple-headed
cock jutting straight up.