Tangled Shadows (12 page)

Nikolai spanked the other cheek. “This is exactly where I want you.” He dropped the paddle at foot of the bed next to his pile of toys. He picked up the smaller vibrator, shaped like an egg. He switched it on and the whole thing began to pulse. Nikolai checked all four settings. “This’ll work.”

Galen opened his legs. Nikolai climbed on the bed and sat behind Brooke’s raised ass. She tried to turn and look at what Nikolai was doing, but Galen kept her facing forward by grabbing her head and dragging her into a deep kiss.

Nikolai caressed both her cheeks, sometimes grabbing the overflowing curves in both hands and making her booty shake. Jade, she had a gorgeous ass, full, round and with just enough muscle. He played with her labia, ever so often teasing her with the pulsing vibrator. He thrust his finger into her and spread her juices along the sensitive skin leading to the anus.

The first few times she’d stiffened, but Galen pulled her closer, kissing her and teasing her nipples. “Let him play, baby, he is an expert.” When at first she didn’t respond, he threatened her. “Do you want us to bring out the clamps again?” Brooke shook her head and tried to loop her arms more closely around Galen’s neck, but the cable didn’t allow it.

Nikolai dropped the egg. He leaned across her back, helping her to sit upright and Galen removed the cable. Brooke relaxed a little and hooked her arms around Nikolai’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Then she lay down and curled her arms around Galen’s neck, clinging to him as if he were her life pod.

Galen stroked down her spine, gentling her, relaxing her. The men exchanged a look. This was difficult for their Amazon.

Galen hesitated.
Do we continue or go the other way?

Nikolai thought for a moment.
We need to drown her in sensations. That way the anal
play may not register as much.

Nikolai exhaled silently. Brooke needing their comfort and support had kicked him in the gut like a mule on Botannia. He loved her trust, but seeing her so anxious wasn’t easy.

There was no going back. Time was running out.

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Brooke clung to Galen. She knew what was coming, but she still needed encouragement and comfort to take the next step. Releasing her from the cable probably hadn’t been in their plans, but they’d seen her need.

She no longer saw it as a weakness to show her anxiety.

Nikolai and Galen didn’t judge her.

Brooke hadn’t realized how important it was, how strong a mask she wore to protect herself from other people’s judgments. With them the mask became unnecessary.

The tension flowed out of her like water through a drain. They would look after her.

She felt some sort of exchange between them and guessed they discussed the next step. She hugged Galen tighter, but otherwise stayed relaxed.

At least until Nikolai slapped her ass again. The smack burned her behind and shot through her like a solar flare. His hand didn’t have the same impact the paddle had, but it raised nerve endings she didn’t know she had. Each slap resulted in a jerk, which rasped her abused nipples across Galen’s chest, adding more sensations to the already overflowing cup.

If anybody had suggested to her she’d enjoy spanking, her reply would have been a knee to the balls and a right uppercut. Never in a million moons would she have believed getting smacked would drive her arousal higher and higher.

Nikolai varied the timing of his slaps and the location, making it impossible to predict when or where the next painful slap would fall.

Brooke couldn’t help but rub her dripping pussy against Galen’s hard cock, caught between their bodies. She was desperate for some sort of stimulation on her clit.

Galen smacked her hard at the same time Nikolai did. “Stay still,” Galen said. “You are not to move.”

Brooke gulped. The tension in her body grew. She came closer and closer to that point where one hard rub would be enough to push her over, but neither man would give it to her.

Galen stroked along her back, caressed the sensitive curve of her hip and stomach, moving lower.
Finally
, Brooke thought. But Galen’s pace would have made a snail look like a speed race winner. “Touch me,” she demanded.

Both men froze.

Brooke focused on Galen. “Why did you stop?”

Nikolai’s dark voice sounded from behind her, caressing her body like a feather.

“You are not allowed to move or to speak.”

“You can scream, though,” Galen whispered against her ear.

“Exactly,” Nikolai agreed. Storm clouds built in his voice, a power blanketing Brooke’s spine that raised the hairs on the back of her neck. He showed her a side she hadn’t seen before. A shiver ran down her back.

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She was about to speak, but a quick pinch from Galen against her nipple made her think twice. Brooke nodded.

“Very good,” Galen said, kissing the rim of her ear, nibbling on her earlobe. “If you break these two rules, we will stop and make you wait before we start again.” Brooke’s head dropped onto Galen’s chest. She wasn’t sure if she would survive the night. Galen’s laughter made his chest vibrate under her forehead. “Just realizing what you let yourself in for?”

Brooke sunk her teeth into his meaty chest. Galen threw back his head and groaned.

When she released him, he moved his hand along her shoulders, her side until it ended up covering her stomach. She automatically moved upward a little to give him better access. Galen teased her naval, making her smile despite the circumstances.

At no point did she forget the heat of Nikolai behind her, his hands caressing her upturned ass, increasing the heightened sensitivity of her burning skin.

Nikolai moved his hand between her legs, stroking the responsive skin of her inner thigh, wandering to her left knee and up again, passing the gate that really wanted the attention, and down to her right knee. And back again.

Galen’s hand had also moved down between her legs. He circled the throbbing nub, pushing her higher and higher. So close. But then he moved away again. Brooke wanted to groan in disappointment, but right at that moment Nikolai thrust two fingers inside her wet pussy.

Brooke’s torso shot up and her eyes nearly rolled back in her head.

His two fingers were close to the same girth of a cock, but unlike a cock, his fingers had calluses and knuckles. Every thrust raced through her like lightning. Because he sat behind her, none of the strokes touched her clit. Brooke couldn’t stop herself from moving forward, trying to gain friction against Galen’s body.

Nikolai stopped, his fingers deep inside her, and slapped her ass. “What did we say? No movement.”

Brooke ground her teeth. The smack had travelled straight through exciting to painful. His fingers unmoving, her orgasm, only moments ago so close, moved out of reach.

Again.

Neither man said anything or moved. Brooke didn’t know what they wanted from her. She wasn’t allowed to move or speak. How could she communicate her needs?

Before she could think of what to do, Nikolai’s fingers thrust inside her again.

It was as if the short break had tripled her susceptibility. She wanted Nikolai to thrust deeper, to rub against her clit and throw her into the abyss. As if reading her thoughts, Galen palmed her pussy and pressed the heel of his hand against her mound.

Brooke nearly screamed.

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Nikolai withdrew his fingers and Galen took over. He used two fingers as well, adding a third intermittently, but he also rubbed his thumb across her clit. His other hand tortured the hard tips of her breasts with twists and nips.

All the while Nikolai caressed her perineum, his wet fingers sliding along the sensitive stretch between vagina and anus.

Brooke used all her concentration to focus on Galen, focus on how the pain in her nipples drove the need in her pussy even higher. She tried not to tense in response to every one of Nikolai’s movements.

Galen increased the speed and depth of his fingering, supporting her attempt of ignoring the Vampire. He angled his fingers, stroking across her G-spot with every thrust.

Nikolai had reached his target. He caressed her puckered rosette.

For a moment Brooke’s memories raised their ugly heads. She flashed back to Henry pushing her down, not listening, the feel of him behind her.

Then Galen was there, kissing her with enough force their noses mashed together.

He bit her tongue and suckled the pain away. The past cleared out of her head. Brooke returned the kiss with all she had, clinging to Galen’s neck.

Nikolai hadn’t stopped his ministrations, stroking and gently penetrating the sensitive ring.

Galen let go of her mouth and nipped his way along her cheek to her ear to her neck, once again punishing her nipples.

The sensations came from everywhere. Brooke could no longer distinguish where one started and the other ended. Nikolai’s finger disappeared, only to return covered in lubricant. Brooke tightened her arms further around Galen and bit his neck. Galen smacked her butt and pulled her right nipple.

In the same moment Nikolai grunted, “Push out,” and squeezed his finger into her ass.

Brooke groaned, the passage too tight and sensitive to make the penetration anything but painful. Nikolai remained still for a moment before pulling out. Brooke’s whole body tightened. That dark movement catapulted nerve endings she didn’t know she had to life. The pain subsided, only to return as Nikolai thrust inside. And out again.

The movement threw Brooke from pain to brain-tingling pleasure, a pleasure containing a dark edge, something she’d never imagined herself enjoying.

Cool lubricant dripped onto her ass and Nikolai growled, “One more,” before adding another finger. Brooke’s nails dug into Galen’s shoulders. The pain outweighed the pleasure before Galen concentrated on her clitoris, raising her arousal to the next level.

Nikolai’s fingers slid more easily. For a moment Brooke heard a small buzzing sound. The fingers in her ass were replaced with a beaded wand, the beads graduating 86

from small to larger to even larger. He stopped when Brooke clenched around the intruder. “Relax,” he demanded.

Brooke tried but couldn’t quite follow through. Nikolai flipped the switch and the beads began to vibrate. She dug her nails even deeper into Galen’s shoulders and vaguely heard him hiss. Brooke couldn’t pay attention because every single bit of focus concentrated on the sensations shooting through her.

Pain, pleasure, guilt, rapture, disgust and delight raced through her, combining into a chaos she couldn’t untangle.

Nikolai increased the setting.

Brooke no longer wanted to untangle anything. Her fingers relaxed and a tension she hadn’t known was there ran out of her body. Even Nikolai pushing another bead through her puckered sphincter didn’t return it.

Nikolai circled his arm around her waist and helped her sit in an upright position.

Brooke kept her eyes closed and her body soft. She moaned when Galen stroked his hard length along her clit. Backward and forward, coating his cock in her juices.

She sagged against Nikolai’s chest when Galen thrust his big dick inside. Her pussy welcomed the fat length, finally having something to clench around. Brooke moaned in delight.

This double penetration threw her on to a new plateau of arousal. She no longer felt like racing to the finish line, she could enjoy every second of this mind-bending experience.

Galen had seated himself fully inside her, remaining still for a moment to give her a chance to accommodate him. The wand still vibrated in her ass. Feeling stuffed, Brooke breathed deep in an attempt to cope.

Nikolai moved the wand with one hand, increasing the friction against her clamoring nerve-endings. His free hand caressed her breasts.

“You’re in charge now,” Galen said. “Move to your heart’s content.

Brooke needed no extra encouragement. She began to move on Galen’s thick length.

They linked. Brooke felt her pussy clench around his throbbing length, knew Galen felt what it was like to have him thrust along her clenching walls.

She increased her tempo, ensuring that each downward glide rubbed her pulsing clit along Galen’s body. Brooke cried out when Nikolai matched each of her movements with the wand. He pushed in when she moved up and pulled out when she moved down.

The sensations racing through her were incredible. She had never felt so alive, every nerve in her body raised to peak condition.

Sweat dripped down her face and Galen now countered her movements as well, pushing up when she came down. They were still linked and the added sensations drove Brooke even higher. She was close, so close.

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Nikolai suddenly pushed one last bead inside, a bead the size of a spaceball bat. It hurt. Brooke felt she was being pitted on a pole. At the same moment Galen thrust deep and centered a finger on her clit.

Everything came together and Brooke exploded into rapture.

She floated through the galaxy, colored shapes flickering around her, but she just kept on drifting.