THEIR_VIRGIN_PRINCESS (38 page)

She shifted on the floor, moving forward and finding her
position on her hands and knees, her hair hanging down around her.

“Yes, my Master,” she breathed, emotion choking her voice.
“And I deserve some discipline for the other day. It was never about not loving
you all. I love you so much. I ached the whole time we fought. I should have
trusted you to be strong enough to stand with me. I should have trusted us.”

“Why? What have you learned?” He wanted to hear it. He
wouldn’t believe it until it came from her lips.

“I should have turned to you because families face hard
times together. Because my problems are your problems. We share everything. The
good and the bad. I promise you, I will never push you away again. I will cling
to this relationship because it’s my life.”

A well of peace opened inside Dane’s heart. He’d waited his
whole life for those words with these people in this one place where he
belonged. He let go of the leash he’d kept himself on forever. “Never again,
Lea. You will never place me in that position again because I will do the same
thing. I will fight back and I will fight dirty because you belong with us.”

“This is where we all belong,” Cooper said, running his hand
across her back, worshipping her skin with his own. “Do you know how beautiful
you are?”

“You’re so gorgeous.” Landon touched her hair, skimming it
with his fingers. “I love you like this. You’re pretty in those gowns and
stuff, but I always think of you naked and kneeling.”

Dane walked around to her back, enjoying every inch of the
view. Her spine was straight, her knees splayed wide so he could just start to
see her pussy. It pouted between her legs, glistening with a light coating of
her juice. That peach would be even riper and more ready after he was finished.
“Gentlemen, let’s get started. We all need to know how to spank this ass.
Landon, you start us out. For now, it’s a count of twenty.”

Landon didn’t hesitate. He moved to her backside, getting on
his knees and bringing his hand back. He proved he’d been listening on the
island. He used the flat of his hand on the fleshiest part of her ass. A loud
smack reverberated through the room. He loved that sound and the way Alea
gasped, her whole body flushing beautifully. She held herself still. Her hair
moved, and he could see the way her shoulders shook as the erotic torture
continued. Lan smacked her ass again and again. Dane walked over so he could
watch. He loved the way her flesh moved under Lan’s hand, the color turning a
pretty pink.

“Hold your hand on her ass. Let the heat sink in.” He needed
to teach his partners so they would always know how to discipline their sweet
sub. “Let me show you.”

Lan immediately stepped back, allowing Dane to move into
place. They moved almost fluidly, and it sent a wave of calm through Dane. They
could do this. The Dom in him was possessive, but it was easy now, because Alea
needed Cooper and Lan. And he needed them, too. This life he was embracing
would be extraordinary because he got to share it with his friends.

“Make it a quick smack, then a slow burn.” After five quick smacks
to that round ass, he let his hand grip her, feeling the shudder go through
her. And he could smell what getting naked and kneeling before her Masters had
done to her. The musky spice of Alea’s arousal tightened his cock and made him
crazy. He wanted to mount her and shove his cock deep, taking her over and over
until he’d imprinted himself on her, but that wouldn’t serve his purpose.
Patience was required. Patience would make the pleasure so much more stronger,
would bond them all together. “Are you all right, baby?”

“I’m getting my ass smacked, Dane. All right is a weak
description.”

He loved her bratty mouth because it just made it all the
easier to discipline her. “That’s another ten.”

“Dane,” she pleaded, her head turning back. “Dane, I’m
already dying here.”

It was time to really begin her training. She needed to
learn patience as well. “You keep your eyes to the front unless I tell you
otherwise.”

Smack. Smack. Smack.
Smack. Smack.

He held his hand tight to her flesh. She was turning a
glorious shade of pink, and he could feel the heat radiating from her flesh.

Cooper got to his knees on the other side of Alea. “Let me
help.”

And Landon could start getting things ready. It seemed to
have been his role in this plot. Dane couldn’t be angry about it. It had been a
huge gift his partners and their woman had given him.

“Landon, find a proper pair of clamps. I think we should
dress our little sex toy before putting her to good use.”

Alea’s little moan let him know she was okay. There were
still so many things that could trigger bad memories for her, but they wouldn’t
know how far they could go without pushing her boundaries. He nodded at Cooper,
and they took turns smacking her ass, finding a rhythm. Alea swayed slightly
and the throaty sounds that came from her mouth went straight to his dick.

When he finally counted thirty, her head had dropped,
shoulders relaxed, and she simply swayed with every slap to her ass. She wasn’t
fighting or struggling. She was floating on pure sensation. She was right where
he wanted her.

“Such a good sub,” Dane muttered, allowing his hand to
stroke her hip. He leaned over and placed a kiss on the small of her back. He
wondered how pregnancy would change her. She would be so beautiful, all round
and soft and filled with their child. He would coddle her and spend his days
rubbing her feet and her belly. Yeah, he was looking forward to that. “I think
a good submissive should get a treat.”

His fingers trailed down and found the soft flesh of her
pussy. It was engorged with blood, a flower in bloom. His fingers slid easily
around her labia and around her clit.

“Dane, Dane. It feels so good. I’m so aware. I can feel
everything,” she said on a moan.

That was the whole purpose of the spanking. He’d forced her
out of her own head and left her no choice but to be in the moment with them. A
woman as smart as Alea could sometimes get lost in her thoughts and worries and
be unable to connect with the intimacy of sex. Especially given what she’d been
through, Dane wanted her wholly in the moment. In this dungeon, there was no
room for anything but them. There was only pleasure and erotic pain and the
deep connection between lovers.

She whimpered a little as he brushed against her core.

“Do you want a cock up this pussy?” He loved dirty talk, but
he’d hesitated until now, worried it would send her back to a bad place.

Not this time. She thrust her backside toward him, trying to
lure his fingers deeper. He immediately pulled back and smacked her ass again.

“Dane, please.”

He loved hearing her plead. It showed him just how far they
would come that she felt safe enough to play this way. It gave him so much
peace and made him feel powerful. “No, Alea. You’re not in control here. I
believe I mentioned there would be a point when I took the power back. Well,
tonight is the night, my love. You’re going to be sweet and obedient. Only then
will you have pleasure like you’ve never known. But not until we’ve had our
fun. Now, on your knees. I believe Landon has found some pretty clamps to
decorate your nipples.”

Landon walked up carrying two pretty ruby clamps. He
approved of the choice. He could control just how tight they got, making them
bite into her nipples but not so tightly she would be in danger of real damage.
Lan turned them over and he held them up as Cooper helped Alea get to her
knees, her lovely body flushed with frustrated arousal. That was just how he
wanted her. He moved to the front and showed her the dangling clamps.

“They look like earrings, but I know what they’re for,” she
said with a soft smile. “Do you want me to hold my breasts up for you, Master?”

God, she knew what she was doing. He dropped down beside
her. “I think I’ll deal with that in a moment. First, I forgot to do something.
I want to set up a few rituals and traditions. Rituals are very important in
BDSM, but each relationship can have different ones. I want to talk about how
you greet your Master, even when we’re in the vanilla world.”

She ran her tongue along her lower lip. “I’m listening.”

“You always kiss me. When I walk in a room, you are to find
me and greet me with a kiss.”

“I can do that, Master.” She tilted her head up, offering
her lips.

He took her head in his hands and kissed her. He didn’t
waste time with nibbling and playing. He devoured her like the starving man he
was. Days had gone by without a single taste of her, and he couldn’t do it
again. He needed her. He would kiss her and love her every day. Even on days
when they couldn’t make love, he would get a taste of her like this so she was
always on his tongue, a reminder of why it was so good to be alive. He forced
her mouth open and slid his tongue against hers in a silky dance. Over and
over, he thrust in and dragged out in a perfect imitation of what he wanted to
do to her.

When he was breathless and aching, he brought his head up
and broke the kiss. He stared down into the brown eyes that kicked him in the
gut every time he saw them. “That’s what I want from you.”

Her eyes were warm as she looked up at him. “I want it, too,
Dane. I want it from all my men.”

“Then you’ll have it.” He got up and allowed Cooper to take
his place.

Cooper kissed her, pulling her against his body and rubbing
himself all over her. The minute he moved, Landon was all over her. None of
them wanted to wait. They all wanted their kisses. And they were about to get a
whole lot more.

“Landon, I know how much you love our sub’s breasts. Why
don’t you get them ready for her clamps?” Dane asked.

“Absolutely,” Landon agreed. He wrapped her in his arms and
forced her chest up so his mouth was level with her breasts. He sucked a nipple
into his mouth, pulling hard on it.

Alea’s breath hitched, her whole body wrapping around Landon
as he began to suckle her breasts. Landon lavished them with affection, biting
and sucking and rubbing his face against her. He made sure her nipples were
hard little nubs, ready for the kiss of the clamp.

Landon pulled back, and Cooper had already moved into
position. They were already a well-oiled machine. Cooper got behind her, his
big hands cupping the breasts Lan had made ready. He held them up like the
ripest of fruit, offering them to Dane.

Dane held the clamps up, allowing them to dangle so she
could see them. “The rubies will look beautiful against your skin. Well, this
pretty red glass will.”

Alea shook her head. “You’re kidding, right? Tal doesn’t do
anything halfway. Those are two carats apiece, and I assure you they’re natural
and not lab created. Welcome to your new world, gentlemen.”

Fuck.
He was about
to clamp his sub with a hundred thousand dollars’ worth of jewels. Before it
would have made him nervous, but now he was happy they were real. She deserved
real. Alea didn’t need money from him. She had millions in her trust funds. But
he did have something she needed, something only he could give her. He had his
love, and she’d made him realize that his love was worth something. “I assume
the actual clamp is real gold. All the better to bite you with, my dear.”

He took the left peak in one hand and twisted it with a
nasty little nip before sliding the clamp on and tightening it. She would
definitely feel that. He gave the right nipple the same attention before he
clamped it and sat back to look at his handiwork.

Her breasts were gorgeous, the nipples a dark red. He’d been
right. The rubies shone against the gold of her skin, making her look like a
work of art. They would bounce with her breasts when they finally fucked her.

Dane got to his feet and made quick work of his boots and
slacks, tossing them aside and setting his cock free. He was harder than he
could imagine. The damn thing was nearly pulsing in his palm.

“Lea, it’s time to serve your Masters.” He stepped in front
of her, placing his hand on her hair. “I love you, you know that, right? You
can stop this at any time, and we’ll take it slower. We can take all night.”
His dick protested, but his dick wasn’t as important as she was.

She smiled up at him. “I’m fine, Dane. This is nothing like
what happened to me. This is warm and loving. I’m not going to let what
happened then hold me back now. Yes, I’m ready to serve my Masters because they
serve me so well. I want to return the favor.”

A savage joy raced through him. She was fine. And it was
time to push some boundaries. “Gentlemen, why don’t you join me? It’s time to
see just how sweet our submissive’s mouth is.”

Dane held his cock out and everything in him tightened as he
gripped her hair and let his Dominant nature flow.

* * * *

Alea looked at the cock in front of her and felt her eyes
widen because Dane’s big, beautiful cock wasn’t alone for long. Cooper came to
his left side and Landon to his right. Both had their cocks in hand, looking
down at her with hot eyes.

Her whole body felt like it was on fire. Dane was a damn
fine erotic torturer. She’d hoped that they would just fall on her and start
the evening right, but no. That wasn’t Dom Dane’s way. Her Master wanted to
make her crazy for him, Lan, and Coop before he was going to give her what she
needed so badly.

But it didn’t matter. All that counted was that all three of
her men were here and there were no more problems between them. The shadows of
the past had been exposed to the light, and she didn’t need to cling to them
anymore. She could be with these men and figure out who she was becoming. She
couldn’t go back to the girl she’d been, but she could move forward and be a
woman they would all be proud of. A woman who was strong enough to survive. A
woman who could love the way she needed to love, without apologies and with a
heart full of passion.