Sarah's Seduction (29 page)

“No. He stays. He gets to spank you, Sarah.” Shock rippled over her in waves.

“Brock, please.” She was almost frantic now as his hands went to her shoulders, the dress inching down her body as he pulled the small straps over her arms. Where was her strength? She couldn’t find the will to run. They wouldn’t rape her, she knew they wouldn’t. If she wanted to leave, she could go. Why couldn’t she go? She whimpered as her dress fell to the floor. The silk thong she wore went next, Brock’s hard fingers pushing them over her hips, down her thighs until they pooled at her feet. When Sarah looked up, Cade was sitting on the bed, his cock stretched along his abdomen as he stroked it, much in the same manner that Brock had stroked his own.

“Sarah, when you showered, did you do as I told you?” Brock whispered in her ear. Lora Leigh

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The daily ritual he had laid out for her, for staying prepared for his pleasures, was burned into her mind.

“Yes,” she whispered. She had just showered less than an hour earlier. She shivered, knowing her body was more than ready for whatever they wanted.

“I want you to go to Cade. He’ll tell you what to do, Sarah.” The hands at her back urged her forward.

Sarah swallowed, fighting the trepidation washing over her body, the lust pulsing through it. She walked slowly, Brock urging her nearly every step of the way towards Cade.

“I’m scared.” She hated admitting that. Merely feet from Cade’s big body, she whispered the words to Brock.

He stopped. She stopped. She felt him sigh deeply.

“Would I let anyone hurt you, Sarah?” She felt his lips at her neck, watched Cade’s eyes darken as he too watched the caress.

“No,” she admitted, the breath heaving from her chest.

“It’s unknown. You’re aroused, more so than ever before. It’s not fear, baby, it’s anticipation. You know that.”

She knew that, but she couldn’t control it.

“Cade won’t fuck you this time.” He breathed hard at her back. “At least, not with his cock. This time, he’ll just play with you. He would never fuck you while he’s angry with you. But he would never hurt you either.”

He urged her into Cade’s arms, then turned from her.

“Where are you going?” She turned to him, terrified as he started to leave the room.

“You aren’t the only one in trouble, Sarah,” he told her softly. “Cade won’t do anything until I return with Marly. She knew better than to draw you into this. So she can share in your punishment.”

She went to stop him, but suddenly hard hands shackled her wrists. Cade was on his feet now, staring down at her, his body too warm, too close.

“This is insane,” she gasped as Brock left the room.

“Do you know what it will do to me, to watch Brock prepare Marly to take her plug? To watch him spank her, then fuck her with the dildo I bought especially for her?” His voice was tight, growling with his arousal.

“It should kill you,” she bit out, hating the way her breasts swelled, her nipples hardening further at the thought. She was as insane as the rest of them were.

“It kills me with pleasure,” he told her, his voice rough. “To know he loves me enough to do that for me. To know he find the same pleasure in it. The same bond I feel as well.” His voice gentled. “The sexual dominance inside us can’t be explained away, Sarah, or governed rationally. It just is.”

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It just was. The implication was clear. Her love of Brock would extend to his brothers, or his pain would only intensify.

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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Brock chose that moment to re enter the room, tugging a reluctant Marly behind him.

“Cade August, I’m going to kick your ass,” she bit out as she caught sight of Sarah and Cade.

Sarah didn’t like the flare of heat in the other woman’s eyes as she glimpsed Cade shackling Sarah to him.

“Are you darling?” he asked her silkily. “You may very well do it, but your little ass will be spanked first for defying me.”

“I needed to know.” She should have stomped her foot. Sarah could clearly see her desire to. “You’re my lover.”

“You had no need, Marly, to share my shame.” There was the fury, the anger he had been fighting to contain. “I chose to protect you from it. It was not your choice to go behind my back if you were not content with my decision.”

“I needed to understand,” she yelled at him, pulling against Brock’s hold. “I had to, Cade.”

“Had I decided to fuck her, Marly, then I would have told you myself,” he informed Marly as he sat down on the bed.

Sarah cried out in surprise when he pulled her across his lap after him, holding her there effectively.

“Instead,” he continued. “You can watch Sarah’s punishment before receiving your own.”

His hand landed with stinging force on the right cheek of Sarah’s butt. She squealed out, jerking against him. Her body began to hum. Why couldn’t she be normal? A kiss should excite her, not a hard hand slapping her ass. She felt it again. Not hard, but with enough force to make her skin flush, she knew. Enough force to make her vagina tighten in anticipation.

His hand fell again, leaving a burning impression of force. Tears came to her eyes, pleasure flooded her senses. She had never known she could be like this. That she could be so depraved. He slapped her again. She cried out, her eyes locked on Brock, watching his eyes darken in a haze of arousal as his hands moved to cup Marly’s full breasts. Her lover was holding another woman, caressing her hard nipples, and Sarah couldn’t find the outrage she knew she should feel. Bright burning blows continued to rock her body. At least a dozen landed to the full globes of her rear. Each one sent the juices pulsing in her cunt until she felt as though the slick essence frothed along the intimate lips.

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“Your skin is soft.” Suddenly, the hand was caressing rather than punishing. “So pretty and red now, Sarah.”

His fingers, hard and calloused separated the full mounds, a finger running down the little valley that separated the flesh. His finger paused at her tight rear hole before continuing to the bubbling heat of her cunt.

Her hands clenched in the comforter, her eyes tracking Brock’s hand as it smoothed down Marly’s heaving stomach to the saturated flesh between her thighs. Sarah whimpered, then cried out when Cade pushed his finger deep inside her.

“I’m going to lubricate you, Sarah, then insert the plug up that tight little hole,”

Cade’s voice was guttural. “I want you to stay still. Very still, Sarah.”

She felt him reach for the tube of lubrication. She heard Marly cry out harshly, watched her body arch as Brock pushed two long fingers deep inside her vagina. The other woman’s legs were spread and Sarah couldn’t help but watch as Brock pulled back, then thrust forward again. The sight of his fingers disappearing into the other woman’s body sent varying warnings shattering through Sarah’s brain. She shouldn’t enjoy it.

Her breath lodged in her throat as she felt the cool sensation of the lubrication, followed by the gentle insertion of a thick finger up her anus.

“Are you watching them?” Cade asked her, stretching her, pulling out, then apply more of the slick gel as his finger thrust smoothly inside her once again.

“No,” she gasped, watching Brock, his arm around Marly’s waist, lifting her against him as he slowly pulled his fingers from her, moved up to smooth over her clit, then back down to thrust quickly inside her once again.

“Don’t lie to me, Sarah.” A hard hand came down on her buttock, the force firmer than before.

Sarah cried out, jerked, felt her cunt pulse, spilling her essence along her thighs.

“Are you watching them?” he asked her again.

Sarah cried out at the biting pleasure as two fingers slid into her anus now, moving with smooth, stretching thrusts against the tight hole.

“Yes,” she wanted to scream out at the pleasure, the sinful decadence washing over her.

“Marly’s watching you too, Sarah,” he told her, his voice filled with approval. “Her eyes are all big and dark while she watches your flesh separate for me. Stretch for me.”

Sarah’s cry echoed Marly’s. Unfortunately, neither of them sounded as though they were protesting. Over and over his fingers pulled back, applied more of the gel, pushed in again, stretching her, easing inside her until she wanted to scream out at the deliberate teasing being inflicted on her.

“Are you ready yet, Sarah?” Cade’s voice was dark. Growling with sexuality.

“Yes. Yes.” She tossed her head, almost, almost understanding the men now as she watched the pleasure washing over Marly.

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There was something so forbidden, so darkly erotic about watching the man she loved pleasuring another woman, as she was pleasured in turn, that broke through the normal barriers of sexuality. A sharing. She knew that she and Marly would both share this forever, and knowing the other woman knew her lover so intimately, wasn’t nearly as abhorrent as it should have been.

Finally, she felt him move away again. She imagined him picking up the thick plug, moving back to her. Then she felt the tip of it lodge against her tight hole, causing her to tense instinctively.

“Relax for him, Sarah.” Brock’s voice was filled with desperate yearning. “Please, baby, do this for me.”

Her eyes locked with Brock’s. She allowed her muscles to relax, breathing harshly as she felt Cade begin to push the device firmly into her body. Brock’s eyes were nearly black now, his face heavily flushed, his expression absorbed, centered on Cade’s action. Seconds later she felt the thick base lodge inside her, stretching her, filling her. Then stinging force was applied to her rear once again. She jerked, cried out, tensing as Cade slapped her ass harder this time, his hand falling in rapid succession until the fire spread across her rear, making her squirm on his thighs, rubbing her inner flesh against his hard thigh, screaming out with the duality of the pain and the pleasure. The harsh slaps stopped just as fast as they began. Then Cade was moving, pulling Sarah to her feet, wrapping his arm around her as Brock took his place, Marly took hers. The other woman was clearly excited, already moaning, already prepared for the pleasure to come. Her eyes locked with Cade’s and Sarah was confused, surprised by the love glowing in them. Adoration, complete and heartfelt glittered in the dark blue depths. Pleasure, excitement, complete acceptance reflected in her expression. Sarah watched as Brock smoothed his hand over the other woman’s buttocks. Then he raised it, high. The resounding smack had Marly jerking, crying out, grinding her hips against Brock’s thighs jerkily. A total of eight sharp blows, until the flesh was bright red, and Marly was crying out in both pain and pleasure. Brock’s cock jerked along his abdomen. A pearly drop of fluid collecting on the tip as Marly moved against him. Sarah licked her lips. She wanted to go to her knees, run her tongue over the near to bursting flesh and take it into her mouth. She watched as Brock then separated Marly’s buttocks, preparing her. His eyes raised to hers and she barely contained her cry at the look there. Like Marly, complete love, complete devotion. Approval washed over her. There was no pain in his eyes now, no shadows of sadness. There was joy. It made Sarah willing to do anything, give anything to keep that look in his eyes. She now understood how Marly accepted.

“Sarah,” he whispered her name as his finger sank between the cheeks of Marly’s rear.

He prepared the other woman carefully, just as Cade had prepared her. Stretching her, using the lubricating gel in large amounts, then pushing the thick plug slowly into her.

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Marly was almost screaming, pleading. She begged for Cade to allow her ease. Perspiration covered the other woman’s skin, lust and love in equal measure filled her eyes.

Then Brock was pulling her up, standing, looking at Cade. He picked up the dildo he had brought with him when he went for Marly. Cade picked up Sarah’s as she whimpered, feeling Cade pull her to the couch, stretching her out on the thick cushions as Brock moved Marly to the bed.

“Don’t do this, Brock,” Sarah cried out as Cade settled himself between her thighs, holding her open, his eyes dark, intense. “Please, Brock. I need to be fucked. Now. Not like this.”

Cade lodged the head of the dildo at her grasping, wet entrance.

“If we gave you what you needed, where would be the punishment?” Cade asked her a second before the dildo plunged home.

Sarah’s back arched. She no longer had the ability to watch Brock and Marly, or the sense to understand anything but the incredible fullness, the stretching, driving pleasure erupting between her thighs. Then, hot, destroying, his mouth latched on her clit, sucking it in time to the smooth strokes inside her clutching cunt as lust slammed through her system so hard, so fast, she wondered if she would lose her last grip on reality. She shuddered; cried out, her flesh tightening on the thrusting device as he rode her through such torturous pleasure she felt she was dying. Yet she couldn’t climax. She cried. She begged. She twisted on the driving device and still it only built higher. She heard Marly. Screaming. She was coming. The other woman was exploding, screaming Cade’s name, her climax throbbing in her voice. Sarah’s head tossed. She was dying. Dying to cum.

“Brock,” Sarah gasped out his name as Marly’s cries began to subside. She jerked, her head tossed as she fought for release.

Then he was there. His hand took the dildo as Cade strode to the bed. He drove it in hard, his head lowering, his lips latching onto her clit, hot and hard as he sucked it with a steady pressure. One thrust, a flick of his tongue. A second hard thrust, a firmer stroke, and she exploded. Over and over, her hips raised high, her orgasm tearing through her.

As it eased, Brock pulled the device from her, then moved to her head, his cock, huge, thrusting towards her mouth.

Brock didn’t ask. He went to his knees, his eyes meeting Sarah’s, then he was pushing the head of his erection past her lips with an agonized groan. Sarah enclosed the thick head, her hand going to grip the base, turning to her side, taking him hungrily as he watched her, his eyes bright, filled with promise as she drew on his flesh, matching the hard, quick strokes into her mouth.