Jessie's Jewels [Submissive Sirens 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (23 page)

Jessie found herself lying draped over Gabriel’s chest, his arm around her waist and his cock still buried deep in her ass. She could feel that monster pulsing, and she moaned and writhed as the little movements set off fireworks that raced from the walls of her rectum out to consume her pussy and clit in their heat.

Gabriel groaned his pleasure behind her, and Jessie knew that her spasmodic clenching was giving his dick the massage of a lifetime. While one arm kept her pinioned to his chest, Gabriel used the other hand to tweak and roll Jessie’s nipples, making her cry out as she continued to squirm.

“All right, love?” Gabriel sounded amused, making Jessie bristle. She thought better of her biting retort, though, instead opting for a different approach. She turned her head and nuzzled Gabriel’s strong jaw.

“Please, Your Grace. Please fuck my ass.” Jessie whispered the words to Gabriel, making sure they were loud enough for Liam to hear as well.

Gabriel’s breath stopped sharply before he groaned. “Liam, take her pussy. Let’s fuck our Lady.”

Jessie felt the bed dip and looked down to see Liam crawling up between their spread legs. Gabriel hooked a hand on the back of each of her legs above the knee, pulling her legs back and open, and giving himself room to work.

Liam paused for a fraction of a second before smiling at them, a wicked, naughty smile. Before Jessie could wonder what that smile meant, Liam bent his head and Jessie nearly shot out of her skin as his soft, wet tongue feathered over her clit. She moaned and heard Gabriel’s answering moan, and in a moment of comprehension it dawned on her that Liam had done it on purpose so she’d clench on Gabriel’s dick in her ass. She couldn’t decide if she wanted Liam to do it again or not, since the burn in her anus was just the right side of pain.

“Liam!” Gabriel commanded harshly, “Play later! Fuck now!”

Liam laughed. “Yes, Your Grace.” And with that, Jessie stopped breathing completely as she felt Liam’s cock kiss the entrance to her pussy. He began pressing in, and Jessie groaned. Gabriel was already taking up the space in her rear, and now Liam’s cock dueled for the narrow channel of her pussy. The swath of skin separating Jessie’s pussy and ass sizzled, the delicious friction of a thick cock rubbing it from either side making her clench on both cocks.

Liam surged forward, burying the last of his dick in Jessie’s pussy and making her moan at the intense feeling of fullness. She felt overstuffed, every nerve ending on fire as her body struggled to make sense of the riot of pleasure streaking like comets from her pussy to her ass and back again. She clenched on the thick cocks stretching her wide, and answering groans from her men told her they were just as affected.

Gabriel, obviously sensing that all of them were about to go off the edge, spoke first. “Liam, let’s give it to her.”

And they were off. Jessie closed her eyes in bliss, snaking her arms around Liam’s neck as the men pushed and pulled her in a seesaw of carnal delights. As Gabriel’s cock drilled into her ass, Liam’s withdrew with a sweet glide over the sensitive walls of her pussy. When Liam had pulled out to the crown and Gabriel was balls deep, they’d switch and it would be Liam’s cock that would tunnel forward, Gabriel’s that would drag back down the walls of her ass and leave her clenching.

Jessie’s coos and cries were accompanied by the harsh groans of the men, and they all grew louder as their tempo picked up. Jessie gave up trying to keep track of what was happening, instead giving herself over to the care of her men. She kept her arms looped around Liam’s neck and rested her head against Gabriel’s shoulder, his heartbeat thundering in her ears. Finally, when her body began to detonate, Jessie gave voice to the passion consuming her.

“Please! Fuck me harder! Fuck me together!”

Her lovers appeared happy to oblige, grunting as they pushed and pulled her hips this way and that, finally pistoning their cocks into her at the same moment. Jessie screamed, bucking on the cocks that kept her anchored to her men. She felt her channels contract and gave herself over to her orgasm, screaming as she came and milking the dicks still plundering her wet flesh. She could hear the slap of sweaty bodies and the sucking sound her pussy and ass made around the cocks giving her so much pleasure, and she came again. This time she took the men with her, both roaring as they spewed their hot cum into her clenching depths.

As they collapsed in a pile of sweaty limbs, they smiled at one another, each of the lovers petting, stroking, and caressing. The refrain of “I love you” came from all angles.

As she lay sated and sweaty between her men, Jessie couldn’t help but wonder what came next. There had been an awful lot of honesty happening over the last while, and she was excited about what the future held. Knowing she loved and was loved in turn did wonders for her, and she promised herself that she’d do her best to learn from her men. She’d try to love as easily and openly as Liam, and knowing how crazy Gabriel was about them both made it easier to embrace the submissive lifestyle she’d longed for.

Her last thought before sleep claimed her was a naughty one since she wouldn’t want either of her men to get complacent. Visions of how to get Liam strapped down on one of Gabriel’s contraptions filled Jessie’s head, and vaguely she wondered if Gabriel would let her help punish Liam. Jessie smiled to herself. She’d never pictured herself with a flogger in her hand, but for Liam, she’d make the effort.

Jessie woke the next morning disoriented but replete. She looked around sleepily, her befuddled mind taking in the floggers. Her eyes snapped fully open as they settled on the table she’d been strapped to last night, and she blushed as a large, warm hand skimmed across her naked bottom.

“Pleasant thoughts, love?” Gabriel’s voice rumbled from his chest, his tone lazy.

Jessie blushed harder. “Very pleasant, Your Grace. Where’s Liam?” She wasn’t surprised at all as Gabriel tugged her onto her back, levering himself up and settling between her legs, nudging them farther apart.

“Where do you think?”

“Kitchen.” Gabriel was right, that was a no-brainer.

Jessie looked into Gabriel’s eyes as he began working his cock into her pussy. She was morning wet, morning soft, and her skin felt oversensitive from last night’s exertions. She gasped and bit her lip. Gabriel paused, his pulsing cock just breaching her.

“Are you too sore?”

Jessie wiggled underneath him. “No,” she moaned, feeling her inner walls squeeze, wanting him deeper. She slid her hands down to his muscular ass, digging her nails in as she lifted her hips to take him farther inside.

Gabriel drew in his breath sharply, and Jessie watched his pupils dilate. “That’s right, love, I don’t mind a little bit of pain, either. Let me feel those sharp little nails. Pull me inside.”

Jessie was only too happy to oblige. She dug her nails deeper, wrapping her legs around Gabriel’s waist and moaning as he penetrated her fully. She was sore, but the slight burn only added a layer of excitement to Gabriel’s slow rock and grind as he began to move.

“Mmmmm.” Jessie smiled up at Gabriel, the slowness of his movements an exquisite torture. She could feel herself starting to cream around him, her juices lubricating them both. She abandoned her grip on his ass in favor of looping her arms around his neck, tugging his head down until his lips and tongue met hers.
Morning breath be damned!

In a move she hadn’t expected, Gabriel suddenly took one of her hands in his own and lifted it above her head, pinning it to the mattress. His grin was pure sin as he treated her other hand to more of the same, keeping both her hands trapped in one of his as he picked up his pace, twisting his hips and treating her to a series of hard thrusts.

Jessie cooed as he hit her sweet spot, loosening her legs around his waist in order to give him room to work. She moaned, restlessly writhing beneath Gabriel as he continued to pound right against the little swath of skin that made her see stars.

“Come, love.” Gabriel’s words were gritted out between clenched teeth, and Jessie knew he was just as desperate for release as she was. She flew, calling his name. Gabriel followed a moment later, groaning long and loud as he pumped his cum into her.

Lazily, they rose together, dressing between long, hot kisses and exploring hands. They left the playroom through a door Jessie hadn’t noticed the night before. She rolled her eyes at herself. Normally, she’d have noticed everything about her surroundings, but last night she’d been a tad preoccupied. Beyond the door was a comfortable sitting room, the last of the rooms in Gabriel’s personal suite. Jessie’s eyes swept over the comfortable furniture and came to rest on the window seat. She’d be spending some serious time in this room in the future.

* * * *

That afternoon found Jessie transferring her jewelry to the ornate Asian case she’d purchased the night of the auction. She’d actually forgotten that Gabriel had been storing it for her along with the pianoforte, and she’d been delighted to see it sitting beside a vanity in Gabriel’s bedroom.
My bedroom, too.
Jessie grinned, hugging herself in a moment of pure glee.

As she explored each little compartment, she found space for rings, earrings, necklaces, and other larger pieces. She shrugged wryly. The compartments for large pieces would have to remain empty for the next little while. When she opened a small drawer, her eyebrows lifted. There was a note tucked inside, along with a long black case.

“If you want to give us a thrill, wear this to bed tonight. Don’t bother wearing anything else.”

Jessie giggled as she reread the note. Gabriel was such a pervert. Her giggle turned to a gasp as she opened the long case, revealing an intricate choker encrusted with pearls and what she was sure were black diamonds. Her mouth fell open as she traced a tentative finger over the exquisite necklace. Her stomach did backflips as she realized what it was.

Gabriel wanted to collar her.

Jessie grinned, a silly, ear-to-ear grin she was happy no one was around to witness. Her Dom wanted his mark on her. He wanted everyone to know that she belonged to him, and she was delighted to oblige him. Jessie’s eyes narrowed. His mark might be on her, but she’d have to think of a way to mark him back.

Her heart pounded an erratic rhythm as she replaced the collar in its box, setting it back in the little drawer with the note. She imagined the effect it would have on both men to see her wearing nothing but the collar and she shivered. She was really looking forward to tonight.

She slid the drawer back in, her mind on what to do for her men in return, and she was startled as the drawer closed with a bigger bang than it should have. To Jessie’s horror, the drawer wouldn’t release when she tried to pull it back out! Her heart in her throat, she tugged on the stuck drawer, jiggling it side to side in an effort to pull it out once more. Nothing was working, and she was getting panicky. She didn’t want to call Gabriel or Liam, since odds were that they’d break the beautiful case in order to get the drawer out.

Jessie leaned down, frowning as she saw that the drawer had actually sunk half an inch inside the case and was no longer lined up to be pulled out. In a moment of genius, Jessie pulled the drawer below clear out of the case, setting it down on the top so she could try to work the stuck drawer lower, hopefully being able to pull it out of the hole left by its downstairs neighbor.

No dice.
The stuck drawer stayed just as stuck, and in a moment of pique, Jessie pushed against it rather than pulling it forward. She heard a quiet
snick
from the back of the case, and she tugged it out from the wall to see what had happened.

Her mouth fell open as she surveyed the back of the piece. An unmarked drawer had slid open, no doubt from the pressure she’d exerted when she’d shoved the stuck drawer backward. As Jessie pulled the hidden drawer out, she felt goose bumps rise on her skin. There was a velvet bag with a drawstring sitting inside the drawer.

Gingerly, Jessie picked up the bag, pulling it open after untying the strings. She moved to the bed and gently tipped the contents of the bag out onto the bedspread.

Jessie gasped, her hand going to her mouth.
Diamonds.

Out of the bag a cascade of diamonds had poured, a massive necklace with matching earrings and a bracelet. The stones glittered from every angle, and Jessie couldn’t believe the sheer size of the gems. She turned the necklace over in her hands, and her heart skipped a beat as she noticed the engraving on the back of one of the settings.

Creely 1783.

Oh my god.
Jessie couldn’t believe her eyes.
Countess Creely’s missing diamonds!
Holy shit!
The diamonds had been in the late countess’s jewelry case the whole time, and Jessie had inherited them when she’d purchased it!

Jessie’s whole body vibrated. She needed to contact the current earl so that he could claim his mother’s jewels.

Popping the jewels back into their bag, Jessie secreted the bag once more in its hidden drawer. The jewels were worth more than anything she’d ever touched, and having them so close made her nervous. She made sure the drawer was closed, shaking her head as she noticed the drawer on the correct side of the case had been returned to its original position. Whoever had engineered the jewelry case had been a total genius.

When Jessie reached the hallway, she ran down to the kitchen. She had no idea where Gabriel was, but chances were Liam would be cooking.

“Liam!” Jessie was breathless from running downstairs, but she couldn’t contain her excitement. “Liam, you’ll never guess what I found!”

Jessie came to an abrupt stop, her excitement draining away in an instant. In the kitchen, Liam sat at the table, his hands and feet bound to a chair. His head drooped forward and a thin line of blood ran from the corner of his mouth. A man stood beside him.