Jessie's Jewels [Submissive Sirens 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (11 page)

“Yes?” Jessie’s voice sounded forlorn, even to her own ears.

“You saw Gabriel and me in the stable this afternoon.” It wasn’t a question, and Jessie flushed as she remembered how each man had looked, taking his pleasure.

“I—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude.” She could have sworn Gabriel snorted, but when she stole a glance at him he still seemed absorbed in whatever he was doing.

Liam sighed. “You didn’t intrude, love. In fact, I wish you had.”

Jessie looked at him incredulously. “I never would have interrupted.”

“And why not?” Liam sounded outraged now, and Jessie couldn’t for the life of her figure out why.

“Well, I had no place being there.”

Liam looked aghast now. “You most certainly did!”

Jessie stared at him. He’d lost his damn mind. “Where would I have been, Liam?”

“Right between us.” Gabriel towered over them both, reminding them of his presence. “That’s where you should have been.”

Jessie was pretty sure her eyes couldn’t get any bigger. They felt like they were about to bug out of her damn head.

Gabriel sighed. “Liam, please get to the point. Lady Jessamy seems to be having trouble following the conversation.”

Liam cupped Jessie’s cheek in his free hand, turning her face toward him. “Jessie,” he started, his voice tender, “I’m a plain man. I don’t know how to say this any other way. I’m crazy about you, love.”

Jessie shook her head. She didn’t know what kind of game they were playing, but she was having none of it. “We’re friends, Liam. You and Gabriel obviously have something special, and I’d never want to intrude.”

Liam flushed. “Jessie, I’m not gay.”

Jessie squeezed Liam’s hand encouragingly. “Darling, it’s perfectly all right. You don’t have to pretend anymore. Especially not with me.”

Gabriel sighed again. Jessie grimaced. The man did an awful lot of sighing.

“Lady Jessamy, would you have a problem with it if Liam was gay? Or if I was gay, for that matter?”

Jessie stared incredulously at Gabriel. “Of course not! I’d support you both!”

“Good.” Gabriel’s voice was as smooth as honey. “Then you certainly won’t have a problem with it if we’re both bisexual.”

Jessie opened and closed her mouth a couple times, not sure what to say.

“You see, darling”—Gabriel knelt down in front of her again, sliding a big hand around her back and nudging her closer to the edge of the bed—“I don’t discriminate. Oral sex, pussy sex, anal sex...I love it all. And imagine my surprise to discover that our Liam shares my penchant for filth.” He smiled at her, the smile of the spider to the fly.

Jessie turned to Liam. “You...like women, too?”

Liam laughed, his good humor restored. “I’m partial to one woman.” He leaned forward and nuzzled his nose against hers, the sweet gesture making her melt against him.

Jessie turned to the duke. “And you, Gabriel?”

Gabriel grinned evilly. “I love women. Especially naughty women who plug their own asses and finger themselves in public.”

Jessie shrieked, her cheeks flaming. “Bastard!”

Gabriel laughed, Liam echoing the sound. Before Jessie could say anything else, Gabriel rose to his feet and towered over her and Liam.

“Now then, my naughty subs, it’s high time I inform you of the rules.”

Jessie gulped, feeling Liam swallow hard beside her. “Rules?”

Gabriel’s gaze was like a laser. “Yes, Jessamy, rules. Rule number one is that you are not to speak unless I ask you a direct question or give you leave to do so. Furthermore, if I ask you a question I expect you to answer honestly. Is that clear?”

Jessie looked nervously at Liam. She loved submitting during sex, but she had a feeling she was way out of her league here.

“Yes, Your Grace.” Liam gazed up at Gabriel with love and trust in his eyes, and he squeezed Jessie’s hand comfortingly.

“And you, my cheeky sub?”

“Yes, Your Grace.” Jessie’s voice came out choked. She could already feel her pussy creaming.

“Excellent. Rule number two: I am a Dom. I am your Dom. You will obey me in the bedroom. Whenever we play together I am in charge. I will not extend my control to other parts of your lives, although sometimes I will be domineering anyway. Can you accept that you will be under my control when we play?”

Jessie was ready this time, and in fact Gabriel’s second rule excited the hell out of her. “Yes, Your Grace.” She heard Liam echo her, and she could sense his excitement.

“Rule number three: There are certain protocols that must be followed for our mutual pleasure. You will never refer to me as ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’ when we play. Those names are for untitled Doms. When we play together you will refer to me as ‘Your Grace.’ Luckily, you both seem to be well aware of that particular quirk of mine.

“The other protocol is with regard to your safe words. Jessamy, your safe word will be
tart cherry
. Liam, yours will be
highlander
. If either of you uses your safe word during play, I will stop whatever I am doing, we’ll take a break, and we’ll discuss before we continue to play. I will push your boundaries, so remember your safe words, my pets. Do you understand?”

This time, Liam and Jessie spoke in unison. “Yes, Your Grace.”

Gabriel relaxed visibly. “Excellent. Then I think we can begin. Punishment first, pets. Let’s get that out of the way so that we may enjoy ourselves fully later.”

Jessie was nervous again. She wanted to ask a question but was painfully aware of the rules Gabriel had just outlined, and as much as she intended to break rules later, she figured now wasn’t a good time to start. Luckily, Gabriel read her perfectly, and sensed what she didn’t want to say.

“Do you have something you’d like to say, darling?”

“Why am I being punished, Your Grace?”

Gabriel grinned at her, pulling her up to stand in front of him and running his hands through her long hair. Jessie was so mesmerized, the contact so lovely she almost forgot what she was asking.

“I don’t even know how to begin to answer that question, Jessamy.” He released her hair and sat down beside Liam on the edge of the bed.

“First”—he began ticking items from an invisible list off his fingers—“you’ve been incredibly inconsiderate. You should have told me you like to play naughty.

“Second, you didn’t wait in the car as I asked you to the night you were attacked.

“Third, you ran away today when you saw Liam and I having sex, when what you should have done would be to strip off your clothing and join us.” Gabriel looked expectantly at Jessie, his left eyebrow raised in its usual questioning position. Jessie ran mentally over what he’d just said, since it was clear he wanted her to do something and she couldn’t figure out what.

Tentatively, Jessie raised the hem of her shirt, looking questioningly at Gabriel before lifting it higher.

“Ah, she learns.” Gabriel nodded approvingly, and Jessie quickly stripped out of the rest of her clothes, folding them and laying them on a chair.

“I neglected to mention my fourth rule: when we are alone together I want you naked, and I want it to happen instantly. I want constant access to my subs. Both of them.”

Liam jumped up, the order not lost on him. His clothes flew in all directions as he hastened to obey Gabriel, and although Jessie was dying to touch him she waited beside Liam, both of them standing naked in from of their Dom.

Liam cleared his throat, the gesture not lost on Gabriel.

“Liam? Do you have something to add?”

“Well, Your Grace, about Jessie’s punishment...I think you may have forgotten to add something.”

Jessie squeaked in outrage, quieting when Gabriel reached out a hand and laid it on her naked hip.

“Did I indeed? And what, Liam, did I forget to add?”

“Well, Your Grace, neither of us asked Jessie what she was doing in the stable in the first place, particularly because she was wearing her riding clothes. She didn’t ask me to go riding with her. Did she ask you?”

Gabriel grinned viciously. “No, Liam, as a matter of fact she did not.” His attention shifted to Jessie. “Tell me, pet, were you sneaking out for a ride? Careful,” he admonished as Jessie opened her mouth to answer. “I won’t hesitate to add more to your tally, dear.”

Jessie glared at Liam out of the corner of her eye. “Yes, Your Grace. I was sneaking out.”

“And why”—Gabriel’s tone had deepened, causing both Liam and Jessie to still—“were you sneaking out?”

Jessie smiled sweetly at him. “I was going to the pond so I could plug my own ass and finger myself in public, Your Grace.”

Gabriel threw his head back and laughed. “What’s the matter, darling? Frustrated? Let’s see if Liam and I can’t help you with that.”

Jessie could barely breathe. Standing naked in front of Gabriel, beside Liam, who was also naked, was killing her. She was dying to do so many things! She wanted to look at Liam almost as much as she wanted to run her hands across his gorgeous body. But more than anything she wanted Gabriel to move. In this room, with these men, she could feel her inhibitions and fears slipping away. It felt totally natural to let Gabriel control their pleasure, and Jessie was bombarded by all the fantasies she’d indulged that had involved both men. Her heart was beating triple time with the realization that those fantasies were about to come to life. Something Liam had said was bugging her though, and she knew she had to say something before they moved on.

“Your Grace?” She risked Gabriel’s wrath, speaking when she knew he hadn’t given her permission. This was important.

“Yes, Jessamy?”

“Your Grace, may I please finish my conversation with Liam? I promise not to take long.”

Gabriel studied her, and she could feel Liam tense.

Gabriel waved a negligent hand. “Go ahead, dear. I’d rather have all of this out in the open before we begin.”

Jessie turned to face Liam, sucking in a painful breath as she took in his naked form. Damn but the man was gorgeous. All planes and hard angles, Liam’s body made her mouth water. She felt her eyes travel lower and her breath caught. His cock, huge and hard, stood at attention.
For me.

She shook her head to clear it. She was going to start drooling soon. “Liam, you said you love me. I just want you to know I love you back.” She grinned impishly at the stupefied joy on his face, turning back to Gabriel. “All right, Your Grace. I’m finished.”

Gabriel smiled indulgently. “Nicely done, dear. Now Jessamy…” And the Dom was back in full force, his voice dropping and becoming cool. “Please place yourself over my knee. I think fifteen swats is sufficient for your first time, and this time I’ll use my bare hand rather than a crop or paddle. I’ll count for you this first time, but in the future I’ll expect you to count for me.”

Jessie gulped, her eyes as wide as saucers. Fifteen seemed awfully big right now. Hesitantly, she lowered herself to the bed and crawled over to Gabriel, draping herself over his lap where he patted his knee. Her heart raced, and her pussy felt tingly. She bit her lip, not wanting Gabriel to know how much this excited her but desperately wanting him to begin her punishment.

“Very nice, dear.” Gabriel stroked the smooth globes of Jessie’s ass, making her cheeks quiver under his slow, sensual touch. “You’re welcome to scream, love. The only people who will hear you are Liam and I, and while I can’t speak for him, I know I’ll enjoy hearing the sounds you make when your pretty ass is spanked.”

With that, Gabriel brought his hand down on Jessie’s tender flesh. The loud
smack
echoed through the room, and Jessie cried out before biting her lip against the sound. Gabriel wasn’t messing around. His hand descended again, and Jessie squealed. He’d spanked her other cheek this time, spreading the burn all the way across her ass. And instead of spanking her right away, this time he rubbed her pinkened flesh, his big hand smoothing the heat from one cheek to the other.

Gabriel continued in that fashion, alternately spanking and rubbing her soft ass, sometimes delivering two or three spanks in quick succession and sometimes rubbing her cheeks for what felt like an eternity before delivering the next swat. It kept Jessie off balance, not knowing what to expect or when, and her pussy clenched in anticipation every time. The heat from her ass had spread quickly to her folds, and she was creaming so much from Gabriel’s punishment she was worried she’d leave a wet spot on his pants. She felt herself raising her ass, breathless as she waited for Gabriel’s hand to descend, loving the bite of pain before it bloomed into a ferocious heat that left her entire body trembling.

Somewhere around the eighth spank, Jessie let herself go limp. She loved that Gabriel was controlling the moment, and she was more than content to let him set the pace. She felt her eyes watering and before she knew it she was crying, releasing all the pent-up emotion of the last weeks, letting go of the fears and concerns that in this moment seemed inconsequential.

When Jessie finally came back to herself she realized Gabriel had stopped spanking her and was running both hands over her still flaming ass. She sniffed.

“You did beautifully, love. I’m very, very proud of you.”

Jessie flushed, thrilled to have earned Gabriel’s praise. She didn’t quite understand how someone could be good at taking a spanking, but if it made him happy that was good enough for her.

Gabriel gently turned her over, pulling her to straddle his lap. He ran his thumbs under her eyes, wiping away the last of her tears, then tangled his hands in her hair, holding her head immobile.

“I’m going to take your mouth now. Liam.” Gabriel’s attention shifted briefly to the other man, still standing behind Jessie. “Why don’t you check and see if our darling liked her spanking?”

Gabriel’s mouth hovered over Jessie’s for a moment before descending at the same time as Jessie felt a big finger skim across her pussy lips. She moaned, and Gabriel took immediate advantage of her open mouth, slanting his lips across hers and biting her lower lip before thrusting his tongue in to duel with hers.