The Dom Claims His Cougar [Unchained Love 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (6 page)

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Without warning he locked his lips to hers and thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, fucking her there with every ounce of fire he could summon. She sighed into his mouth, her tongue tangling with his, returning his kiss with all the passion of her vibrant nature. By the time he pulled away from her his lungs were begging for air.

“Step to the side.”

As he did so Ezra saw that Noah was standing in front of Verity with a Q-tip in one hand and his phone in the other. What the fuck?

“Hold her labia wide apart.”

Ezra squatted down in front of Verity, slightly to the side of Noah, and did as instructed. God, her skin was hot. Her cream was glistening on her inner lips and her clit was deep pink with arousal. He hoped Noah was going to tell him to suck her. She always tasted so good and she was so passionate and loving as well.

Ezra watched as Noah inserted the Q-tip into Verity’s clitoral hood then took a photo and sent it to someone. Surely Noah wasn’t going to risk Verity becoming an Internet sensation without her consent?

After he’d sent the picture Noah removed the Q-tip, stepped backward, and nodded to Ezra. “Suck her. Give her an orgasm.”

Ezra kneeled directly in front of her and licked the length of her slit.
Yum.
Rich and creamy. Then he inserted his tongue inside and scooped up more cream. Still holding her lips wide apart Ezra began to tongue-fuck her in earnest, pushing his tongue in as far as it would go. Then he nibbled along her labia, harsh little bites to add a dash of pain to her pleasure, before sucking her clit itself, flicking over it again and again with his tongue. As she started to gasp and wiggle he moved faster and faster before biting down on her clit, hard but not too hard, then thrusting his tongue inside her. Verity shattered around him, moaning and murmuring as he drank down her juices.

“Well done. Move back to the center of the room. You may face Verity and watch,” said Noah.

As Ezra stood he noticed Noah texting something on his phone. What the fuck? Noah was usually a most devoted Dom, watching them intently and framing every aspect of a scene to perfection. What the fuck was going on tonight?

“Verity, look at me.”

Ezra stared at her as her head came up and she focused her lust-ridden, heavy-lidded gaze on Noah.

“Do you trust me, Verity? Completely trust me?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Are you willing to do what I want, knowing I only desire to increase your pleasure?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Noah nodded and walked to the door of the dungeon, opening it just enough for a person to enter.

Ezra was confused. The woman who entered was carrying a briefcase but was wearing an ordinary pair of jeans and a sweater. This scene was getting weirder and weirder. The three of them were committed and exclusive to each other, going to be mated, so what the fuck was Noah doing inviting another person into their private dungeon in the middle of the scene?

Noah led the woman to the center of the room. “Verity, this is May. May specializes in piercing women’s genitals. I want you to permit her to give you a vertical genital hood piercing. It’s what’s commonly called a clit piercing, but the skin that’s actually pierced is your genital hood.”

Ezra watched Verity blink a few times and blush slightly. He thought she was feeling positive toward the idea, but since she didn’t say anything he couldn’t be sure.

May said, “Noah just sent me a picture of the Q-tip in your hood. Your hood is perfect for such a piercing. It’s the right size and the tissue is thin so the needle will go through easily. Every woman is different of course, but in my experience generally the piercing will be fully healed in about six weeks, and it will hurt less than an ear piercing because the skin is thinner.”

“You can ask May any questions you want,” said Noah.

“What effect will the jewelry have on me?” asked Verity.

Ezra couldn’t see May’s face, but he heard the smile in her voice. “It will increase your sexual desire and enhance your pleasure. The barbell touches your clit, giving it direct stimulation, so any activity in that area will be more potent than previously.”

“You said it takes about six weeks to heal. Does that mean no sex—no vaginal sex—for that time?”

“No, you can have sex straightaway. Indeed many women find that sex while the wound is healing is even better than ever. But you must use latex even for oral sex until the wound is fully healed.”

“And it hurts no more than an ear piercing?”

“It hurts less than an ear piercing,” corrected May.

“All right. I agree.”

“You agree of your own free will?” clarified May.

“Yes.”

May bent down and opened her briefcase, taking out an antiseptic swab, a tube, and latex gloves. She put the gloves on then cleaned Verity’s genitals before rolling the tube between her gloved hands. “I’m warming it,” she said.

Noah went over to his backpack and took out a tiny box, which he carried over to Verity.

Then Ezra watched closely as May pinched the skin of Verity’s clitoral hood between her fingers and pierced it using the implement inside the tube she’d warmed between her hands. Verity blinked once and that was all. Noah flipped the jewelry box open and proffered it to May. She took a fresh antiseptic swab and cleaned the little double-headed barbell carefully, took one ball off the end, then inserted the jewelry through Verity’s hood and screwed the second ball back on. May stood up, rolled up her gloves, and closed her briefcase.

“That’s it?” asked Verity, surprise in her tone.

“Yes. Enjoy yourself, my dear,” said May, leaving the dungeon.

Noah undid the manacles holding Verity’s arms and massaged her shoulders. Then he kneeled and uncuffed her feet. He picked up his backpack and said to Ezra and Verity, “Follow me.”

Surprised, Ezra grabbed up his clothing and waited for Verity to collect her things then walked after the other two down the hallway to the end room.
The hot tub? Why the fuck are we going into the hot tub room when Verity’s just had a piercing? We can’t possibly use the tub until she’s fully healed.

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Verity couldn’t believe she’d just gotten a hood piercing and was walking around naked. Surely she should be sitting quietly with a cup of coffee and some Tylenol? But no, the delicious feeling in her cunt told her the hood piercing was real. Very real. And it definitely worked. Already she was aroused and wanting someone to touch her there. Actually, she’d like to touch it herself to feel the little barbells, maybe touch her clit some and see if she would come. But the woman, May, had said no touching without latex, so she’d need to get some gloves before she could do that.
Well, hell.

She automatically stopped when Noah did and realized they were in the hot tub room. What the hell for? She was pretty sure a hot tub would not be permitted until she was healed. Unless they were just here so she could see her new piercing in the mirrors. Maybe that was it. This ceiling of this room was made of mirrors as was the entire wall behind the tub, so she’d be able to look at herself from every angle here.

“Put your clothes on the bench and get in the hot tub, Verity.”

“But isn’t that the wrong thing to do so soon after a piercing?” she argued.

“The tub is full of salt water. It might sting a little bit, but it’ll help you heal. Now do as you’re told, or I’ll spank you.”

“Maybe I’d like to be spanked,” she said, cream dripping from her core at the thought of a few hard strikes to her ass. She looked over her shoulder as she climbed into the hot tub as slowly as she dared, standing thigh-deep in the water.

Noah just smiled and put a packet of latex gloves and a string of condoms on the side of the tub, along with a tube of lube.

Hmm.
At least it looked as though she was about to get thoroughly fucked. She had no arguments with that plan.

Verity stood facing the mirror behind the tub, and spread her legs, holding her labia apart. The barbell was tiny. It felt much larger to her than it looked. But it was very pretty with turquoise balls on the end.

“Put your hands on the mirror, spread your legs, and stick your ass out,” ordered Noah.

Verity did as she was told, looking back over her shoulder. Was he going to spank her or lube her ass? Or better still, both?

Noah put a pair of gloves on and got out the lube. Ah, he was going to fuck her ass. She liked that. It was strange, ass fucking was a male fantasy and some women hated it, but she’d always enjoyed it, especially if her clit was touched while she was being fucked. Maybe it was her cougar genes. Panthers fucked into the vagina but from behind. There was something so possessive about being taken from behind, especially with the man’s hands on her breasts and clit as well.

Noah stepped into the tub, crouched down in the water, and began lubing her ass. Verity sighed. He did it so well, gradually stretching and opening her. Although she was fucked there regularly, so her ass was used to opening wide enough for a cock. She stared in the mirror and watched Noah then switched her gaze to Ezra. He was licking his lips, his attention completely focused on her ass. The mirror was amazing. She could see everything that was happening behind her, all their facial expressions and every little action, but she could also look down and see her new jewelry as well. Now that was truly hot, watching them watching her.

Noah stepped back from her and rolled a condom over his cock then lubed it. His cock was huge and hard, more than ready for action. The condom was going to feel so different. They’d been fucking bareback for months now, so reverting to using latex would be strange.

When his cock was ready, Noah peeled off the gloves and tossed them onto the floor then put on a fresh pair. What the hell?

“Get a condom on and glove up now, Ezra.”

Ezra shook his head then seemed to come out of a trance. He closed his mouth and did as he was told. Verity wondered if they were going to take her together, but she wasn’t sure how it would work here. Oh well, Noah was a wonderful Dom. She could trust him to have it all figured out.

Noah sat on the side of the tub, his legs in the water wide apart, facing the mirror. “Sit on my cock, drive it deep in your ass,” he ordered.

Verity backed in toward his lap, spreading her ass cheeks and descending gradually onto his cock. Noah held it still as she managed to push down on it until her ass opened and it slid inside. Lower and lower she sank, until she was sitting on his lap as instructed.

Noah hooked his legs around hers, opening her wide so she could see every inch of her pussy in the mirror.

“Watch.”

Noah drove up into her then held her waist hard, forcing her down on his cock, before lifting her up and pounding into her again and again. Every bounce made her new jewelry touch her clit, heightening her arousal as May had predicted. Watching it all in the mirror was incredibly carnal. Like a porn movie, only she was the star. Her cunt got redder and redder, the little turquoise barbells hitting her clit as she rose up and sank down again.

“Pinch her nipples and kiss her,” gasped Noah.

Verity realized he was hanging on to his control, waiting for her to come. The moment Ezra pinched her nipples she did, her scream of release swallowed by his mouth as his tongue fucked her in tandem with the cock in her ass.

Then there was a burst of heat in her ass, indicating Noah had come, too.

Before her brain was back into action properly she was being stood up, turned around, her back pressed against the mirror, and Ezra was driving into her cunt, hitting her jewelry on every stroke. In less than a minute another orgasm was rising inside her and she was coming, coming. Once again, before she could scream, Ezra’s mouth covered hers, as he kissed her harshly then more gently until she was sobbing for breath and her legs were shaking from her multiple climaxes.

Her brain was totally fried, and her body was so weak she could scarcely stay upright. Her knees wobbled and her arms shook so much she had to hang on to Ezra even though the mirror was against her back.

Noah took her and said quite gently, “Sit in the water now. It might sting for a few minutes, but it’ll do you good.”

She nodded and sank into the hot bubbles, appreciating their warmth on her aching muscles. Her brain barely registered the men removing all the latex and dropping it into the trash can under the sink, then they were beside her, hugging her, loving her.

And then finally her brain began to work again.

“You’ve postponed our mating, haven’t you? It must be six weeks away because you’d want my piercing healed. This is your gift to us all to make up for the postponement until our house is ready.”

“Wow, for someone who’s just had two big orgasms you’re plenty on the ball. Yes, the mating is now two months away. By then I’m hoping our house will be close enough to finished that we can move right in.”

But will it be safe to live there? What about the rogue panthers? Dammit, there’s still no word on any sanctions being placed on that idiot Sam Brooks and no one knows where Drew and Charlie are or what they might be planning. Will it be safe to live in my beautiful house? Looking in the mirror here and thinking it’s like being a porn star surrounded by my two wonderful men is one thing. Having some pervert look through my windows at night—or worse—is something I really don’t want to happen.