Pearl's Awakening (Devil's Iron MC #3) (9 page)

I cannot fucking believe that Markus agreed to think about sharing me, no, owning me, together with Abraham. That is not what I thought would happen at all and that is part of the reason I ran. I thought he was going to walk out at the suggestion of sharing me, no, owning me, with another man. Markus does not stop surprising me with his overwhelming care and concern for me.

I look around the club and see him at the bar talking with Abraham. I wonder if they are discussing what we talked about at the museum last week. As I sit her with Ember, she slowly comes back from her session. I gently stroke my hand over her hair.

“They both must love you so much Ma’am. I have never seen either one of them so content and entranced by a scene at the club before. They will work it out Pearl, and you will be all the better for having both of those men in your life. Your baby and you are so lucky to have men like that in your lives.”

Noting the change in her tone, I ask, “Ember, you will find someone.”

“I thought I had, but it has been a long time and too many bad memories to think on it now. I have to look out for my son and myself and we will make our way together. Pearl, I will take my leave of you, because your men are coming this way and I would hate to get in their way with the expressions they are wearing.”

With a smile on her face she wraps the blanket around herself tighter and stands. “Thank you again for the scene tonight Ma’am, I hope it is not the last time that you make me fly.”

Watching her walk away towards the locker room, I grin at the thought of topping her again. Drawing myself rapidly out of that line of thought I hear a gruff voice from behind me.

“Pearl get up, we have some things to discuss and we will do so in the privacy of the office.” As I turn expecting to see Markus, I see Abraham’s hand reaching out to help me off of the couch, with Markus only a step away. “Abraham and I have come to an understanding and we need to discuss it with you before anything else happens.”

“Ok Master, and thank you, Abraham.” Rising up off the couch I try to tug down the barely there skirt that I am wearing, hoping to all fuck that I will be able to change into something a little more comfortable and remove the butt plug that is still inside of me and the butterfly vibe that is still on me as well, before this discussion begins.

We walk together down the hall of the Dungeon and almost every eye we pass is on us, as each man has a hold on me. Markus with a firm grip on my ass cheek,as Abraham’s fingers are intertwined with mine on the other side. As we reach the door to the office I pause thinking about what is about to happen.

Getting lost in my thoughts of what is to come a sharp tap lands on my ass. “Get a move on Pet, it is time to get this discussion out of the way so that we can move on to more interesting things.”

Walking into the office I head towards the dresser which is on the opposite side of the room. “Master, may I put on some warmer clothes? I am coming down from the scene and have a chill.”

Walking back from the other room, he already has a blanket in his arms and answers me without words. Wrapping me tightly in the blanket he gestures over to a few chairs that are situated around a small table. “Come sit on a chair over here so that we can talk, Yes?”

Abraham moves to help me and we walk together over towards the chairs that are set up together.I am gently sat in the middle chair while Markus and Abraham take the seats on either side of me.

What the fuck are we doing? I cannot believe that we have talked this out as a fucking solution to the situation we find ourselves in. Pearl is the only thing that either one of us has a concern for at this point. We have decided that us trying to own her together will be the best solution and we are about to tell Pearl exactly that.

Markus and I think that we should try to ease her into the life of being with both of us. That is if we can learn to share, which might prove somewhat problematic, for all we fucking know. We have shared in the past, although not in the long term, and both of us think that sharing Pearl would be the best solution, especially considering her fear of hurting one of us and her constant and repeated dreams of us all together.

We had planned to talk it out with her now, and then see if we could give her dreams a try. She was so fucking gorgeous up there working Ember over, Markus and I agreed that will be happening again, soon. For this night, however, we will see how the talk goes before rushing into anything else. Not that I don’t want to be buried deep inside of Pearl, I just don’t want to rush it, if she is still unsure of me or us or this.

“Little One, Markus and I spoke while you were comforting Ember and we have decided to give your desires a try. We will need to know that your lines of communication are wide open so that any or everything you are experiencing is told to us. I will be your Sir and Markus will be your Master. Hmm?”

Markus cuts in with, “Also, we will need to make sure that we are comfortable sharing you. As you know, we have shared women in the past, but we have never tried it for the long term and it will be an adjustment for all of us. We have decided that we should probably start off slowly and we can discuss the parameters as we go, but one thing that will be made apparent is that you are owned by both of us, not one of us over another.”

“Ok Markus, I understand, but how is that going to happen? I am engaged to you and have your collar on. Are you,” looking up at him and reaching for her collar I see tears forming in her eyes, “going to take them away? Do you not want to…”?

“Pet, no, not at all, and stop thinking that.” Reaching a hand out to grab one of hers in his he goes on,“Abraham and I will get a new collar designed and it will show both of our ownership. We will think on it more, but from what we were thinking we could have one white gold band and one yellow gold band wrapped into the collar. The engagement might be a bit trickier. Yes?”

“Yes, Little One,” grabbing for her free hand I go on. “The first thoughts that we had on it were, if this works and we are ready to move forward, the baby’s father will be that, and the other man will be your husband, of course on paper only. We will both own you equally as far as we are concerned. This is just a way that we were thinking that we would both have some legal securities as far the kids are concerned. Hmm?”

“Pet, we will, of course, talk this over with an attorney when the time comes, but these are just our thoughts as we move forward. Do you have any questions or concerns so far?”

“No, well yes, I do have a question.”

Looking from Markus to me and back again she quickly rambles out, “Can I take this plug out of my ass please?”

“You have nothing more to say or add on to what we have just discussed Pearl?”

“No.”

“Then the answer to your question is no. Strip and get on the bed on all fours, pillows supporting your belly and wait for your Sir and your Master.”

That went much easier than I thought it fucking would and escalated very quickly to boot. As Pearl gets up and walks toward the bedroom, Markus and I stay seated and look to each other for an idea of how to proceed, he speaks first.

“Abraham, you can take the lead with her tonight. Go easy on her, no impact play on her belly, but other than that she has been very responsive to almost all things I have triedduring the pregnancy. Especially nipple play now that she is further along and her nipples are so sensitive. I am going to be a sick fuck with her tits when she starts lactating, I can tell you that already, I have been thinking about it almost nonstop.”

“Ok, Markus. We need to make sure that we are supporting each other in there and that we are on the same level so that she doesn’t see any weaknesses between us. She will use the house safe words and address us like we told her. I have been thinking about sinking into her every day since I have been gone, I will not be able to stop once I am there.”

“Abraham, that is fine, she is one fucking hell of an addictive thing, to say the least. If you haven’t been tested and given a clean slate since you have been back, wear a rubber until that is the case. We don’t want anything happening to Pearl or that babe.”

“Fuck, I need to wear a rubber till I get tested. I will call nurse in the morning and have the tests done. I don’t know how long I will be able to have something separating us.”

Hearing them speaking, but not being able to tell what they are saying is killing me. I’m wondering what this night has in store for me. I wonder if Abraham and Markus will take me together or only work me over together. The possibilities are really endless and so many of them run through my head as I wait.

I have been on this bed on all fours for long minutes waiting for them to come into the room. I am starting to get tingles running through my arms and legs, which saddens me, knowing that Markus will go easy on me now. As I hear them approach I know that I need to let them know and am saddened at the thought.

“Sir, Master, I am starting to get the tingles.”

“Pet, how long?” Markus says rushing to my side, helping me up from my position. When I get to a seated position he starts to rub my arms and legs, I look from Markus towards Abraham who has a grave look on his face.

“Sir, it’s fine. Sometimes with the baby taken so much of my energy and my heart pumping blood to him, my arms and legs go to sleep quickly if I am not active enough.”

“Abraham she is fine, it doesn’t happen all the time and she has gotten much better at keeping the lines of communication open so that I always know what is going on and we never go further than we should. She is just letting you know that she will need to lay on her back or stand up and lean against the wall or bed if you wish to spank, flog, or whip her.”

“What are you saying? She is having trouble and her arms and legs were falling asleep after not more than ten minutes. I just don’t think I can do this. She was about to pass out for fucks sake, and we are going to just keep on? We are just going to jump in like there is nothing wrong?”

Looking up at Abraham, I know that he is overreacting, but he has not had enough time with the idea, and the difference between pregnant me and non-pregnant me. I know that I need to comfort him and encourage him to continue on with his plan and not give up or turn away.

Reaching out to him I stand slowly with Markus’ help and a knowing nod. I take the few steps forward and stop when I reach Abraham with my hands on his chest. “Sir, please. I am fine, don’t worry about me or the baby, we are both fine. I am much stronger than you both seem to think and the baby doesn’t affect me in the way you believe. He and I are doing fine, the tingles are gone, I just stayed in one position too long, which is something we need to keep in mind for the last few weeks.”

Looking up into his eyes I see the uncertainty that was in Markus’ eyes the first few times.

“Abraham,” running my hand down his arms I grab his hand and place it over my extended belly. “He is doing fine and actually even better after the adrenaline and hormones are released into my body, it really lulls him to sleep.” As his hand rubs along my belly the baby turns and Abraham’s face changes quickly from sullen to joyful.

“Is that the baby moving?”

“Yes, he was just rolling over to get more comfortable, the room is running out in there for him and when he moves it is really quite noticeable. Sometimes he and I butt heads on who gets the main supply of blood, but he usually wins out.” Trying to joke I see that I am not putting his mind at ease in the least. “As long as we don’t have any impact play on my belly, it is really fine.” Reaching for his belt I tug up on his shirt and add on in a breathy voice,” Sir, please use me as you see fit, I need to be loved, taken,no owned, by my Sir and my Master.”

He is looking from my eyes to my belly for a few minutes, but the fear does not leave his eyes. He pulls his hand away from my belly and I know instantly that I have lost him in that moment.

“I can’t fucking do this. You were just on the verge of passing out and now you are begging me to take you? That is not going to happen, I can’t fucking do this, I just can’t.”

Turning and quickly moving out of the room, Abraham is gone before I realize what is happening. As the door closes behind him I hit my knees and the tears start falling.

I feel Markus behind me wrapping his arms tightly around me before I can think about the man who just left me lost and longing, again. Markus scoops me up into his arms and carries me over to the waiting bed.

“You told me to be honest, that being honest would be the best way. How could he just leave again when that is exactly what I did?” Tears start streaming faster and I need to stop to catch my breath before going on. “I thought he was going to be in it for the long haul, Markus, why else would he have come this far tonight? I thought he wanted to be with me, that’s what he fucking said, isn’t it? Markus, why would he leave like that again, when he knows what I want, no need?”

Settling me into the bed he reaches for his phone, “Let me call Doc and check in with him about the girls. Then I’ll get you some sleeping clothes and get that plug out of you, Sweetling. I am so sorry for the way he fucking behaved; when I get my hands on him he will regret that choice.”

“Markus, Master,” the tears stop falling and I look up at him with wide eyes. Reaching for him I go on, “Please, I need to feel owned and loved, please don’t go easy on me, you know that I am not as breakable as he seems to think that I am. Take me and make me yours, Master.”

With those words I see his cock straining in his pants and know that he will give me what I need, at least the part that he can give me of what I need. Losing myself in Markus I try to not think about the man who just walked out on me when I was in need, for the second time in the last five months.