Two Doms for Kara (The Dungeon Fantasy Club Book 3) Page 11

  She couldn't even understand the nonsensical sounds she was emitting anymore, she was so far gone.

  And the torture wasn't over. Chase and Zeke weren't finished with her it seemed, for once the clamp was removed Chase began sucking and licking her clit, stroking his tongue over her pussy entrance as Zeke continued his ramming thrusts inside her quivering folds. Then Zeke withdrew and Chase stood in front of her. Chase opened his leather pants, freeing his bulging erection, the ruby head so perfect, and then he was driving his cock inside, furrowing his member in to the hilt, while she felt Zeke's fingers lather her anus with lubricant.

  Her abdominal muscles clenched, vibrating in anticipation of the double penetration. Kara didn't know how she'd ever done without it.

  Zeke nestled the head of his cock at the entrance to her back channel. Mewling moans erupted from her as he pushed his thick shaft inside, past the ring of muscle. It took Zeke a few minutes, working his cock in and out of the clasping back channel until he was fully seated inside her rear. The he began thrusting, and her world dwindled down to Zeke and Chase's cocks being inside her. Kara felt mindless, like she only existed in a world of exquisite pleasure, and was willing to do whatever it took as long as they kept fucking her. She loved them so much it should be scaring the daylights out of her, but she felt so at peace with her feelings for them. None of them had discussed what their relationship would entail when the fairytale trip to Scotland was over, but she knew she wanted everything from them.

  She wanted them in her life and in her bed, permanently. And with that admission, even if only to herself, any of the last reservations she had about having a ménage relationship drifted away and she surrendered to her Doms completely. Her body sagged slightly, forming and fitting to the two men. She would give them whatever they needed.

  Chase's hands cupped her chin as he thrust, Zeke's hands slid to her breasts still throbbing inside the clamps, as if they both seemed to understand and sense she had given them her full and total submission. Chase's onyx gaze was fierce with his desire and need as he tangled his lips with hers for a hot and heady kiss. He plundered her mouth just as surely as his shaft plunged insider her trembling folds.

  In, out, back and forth they pounded their erections inside her. Her heart overflowed as her body sped toward a final bright shiny climax like a runaway freight train. Zeke unlatched the nipple clamps and she exploded. Gripping the restraints as they slammed inside her, she wailed her release into Chase's mouth. Her body shuddered and shook.

  "Ahh," she screamed, and figured they could hear her up on the fourth floor.

  Zeke and Chase followed her over the ledge, their dual roars as they came filled her ears and hot bursts of semen erupted inside her channels. They continued thrusting their members until they were completely spent. They stood embracing her, surrounding her with their presence, their support and, she hoped, their love. Kara sagged against the tethers as they withdrew from her body. On another plane of existence, she thought she heard a round of clapping nearby.

  Yay, us. Go team Bridal Dreams.

  Her head lolled onto her shoulders. Chase returned with a warm moist cloth and cleaned her off as Zeke began undoing her restraints; first her legs, and then her arms. She would have slid bonelessly to the ground had Zeke not been there, wrapping a blanket around her body and scooping her up.

  Had there ever been a more perfect night?

  Chapter Nine

  Kara felt weightless as Zeke carried her from the DFC and into the elevator. Chase was hot on their heels. She snuggled her head in the crux of Zeke's shoulder, feeling more at home than she'd ever felt in her life. It terrified her how much they meant to her. Kara had already loved them as friends before she'd agreed to this ménage relationship.

  And now she was hip-deep in love with them. She wanted this cocoon they'd created between the three of them here to last. It should shame her, loving two men like she did, sharing herself with two men, but she couldn't imagine her life without either one. If she were honest with herself, the speed at which she'd fallen for them wasn't that big of a surprise. Kara had already been half in love with them when they'd proposed their little liaison.

  Zeke was fiercely passionate and firm, his dominant alpha always present and unwavering, and yet he'd shown her more tenderness than she'd thought he possibly could. Chase was gregarious and sensual; he lifted her soul with a single smile when she took herself too seriously. And they knew her more than almost anyone. In fact, there wasn't much about her they didn't know. The three of them had already had the 'getting to know you' phase of their friendship years ago. They knew her mom, and had met Elise and the rest of her friends on more than one occasion. Now that she thought about it, they had been the two men in her life she'd counted on and relied on in business for the last few years. They had never once let her down.

  Kara didn't have a clue how she would describe their affair to her friends or family. Elise wouldn't care; she'd root for her all the way—probably break out her pom-poms and do one of her high school all-state cheers. It was Kara's mom she wasn't so certain of, though. Kara had been extremely careful whenever she dated someone. The very few men she brought home to meet her mom had met with a negative reaction. Her mom had actually said to her last serious boyfriend, Grant, that he was wasting Kara's time. It had made Kara furious at the time. But Grant had gone the way of the rest of her exes. She just wished her mom wasn't still so negative when it came to love and romance. That was what Kara did for a living. Love and romance as a wedding planner was kind of her thing. Granted, her mother had earned her cynicism the hard way, but she'd also done little to improve her attitude or the state of her existence over the last two decades.

  Then there was her extended family in Georgia. She would not omit anything about her relationship with Chase and Zeke, but neither would she wave it in front of their narrow-minded noses. All it would do would be to open her up to criticism. She could hear them: "I'll pray for you," from her aunt and cousins. They weren't bad people; they were just avowed Baptists who didn't see anything outside their quintessential bubble. Kara was all for compartmentalizing and keeping her family in the dark.

  No, that wasn't what she wanted. She loved Zeke and Chase. Both of them. Her heart swelled and overflowed with the enormousness of her feelings for them. So at the end of the day, she didn't care what other people thought, she was proud of her two men and she wanted a life with them. It only mattered that they were committed to each other. That they were open and honest with each other.

  That was why it was time for Chase's feelings to be revealed. He loved Zeke. She'd witnessed it beneath the surface and when he didn't think anyone was watching. The only way Chase could be truly happy was if he was honest with Zeke. That didn't mean that Zeke felt exactly the same way, but it needed to acknowledged and honored if the three of them were really going to have a chance to make this threesome work. She just had to give her men a little nudge in that direction. The image of her guys making love to each other blossomed in her mind; the thought of watching Zeke thrust his cock into Chase's ass set her blood on fire. It felt like a natural step for them to take, and she hoped that Chase wouldn't be too mad at her for pushing them.

  Chase opened the door to her room, and Zeke carried her inside, heading toward the bathroom. They divested themselves of their clothes, tossing them on the bathroom floor, and entered the shower. Zeke set the water at just under boiling. Chase picked up her loofah, added soap to it, and then her Doms cared for her, cleansing all the sperm and sweat from her body that they hadn't in the DFC. Her back and bottom still stung from her punishment, but they were so gentle with her body it brought tears to eyes.

  It only seemed right as a good little sub that she do the same for them. The scent of her soap, a vanilla sandalwood mixture, filled the enclosure as steam fogged the glass. She washed Zeke's chest first, feeling Chase at her back, caressing her sides, and then she switched to Chase, sudsing his impressive chest.

  Ka
ra knelt before them as she washed their cocks, the tile cool under her knees. As she washed them, their shafts hardened underneath her caress. Unable to help herself, she licked the ruby head of Chase's member, running her tongue along the ridge. He growled in delight. Then she shifted her head and gave Zeke's cock the same caress. Then Kara alternated back and forth between them. Zeke and Chase closed the gap between them, which gave her easier access to their erections. Sucking Zeke's cock into her waiting mouth while her hand fisted Chase's member, she utilized the shower's moisture to glide her hand up and down over his dick.

  Back and forth, her mouth moved over Zeke's cock then released him with a pop, and moved to Chase. They stared down at her as she shifted between them; the hunger in their gazes ratcheting her own desires higher. Then she tried something she'd always wanted to do. Kara opened her mouth wide and took the heads of both cocks inside at the same time. Chase groaned, Zeke moaned, as her tongue flicked over the two heads stuffed in her mouth. She couldn't go deep with them, only fitting about a third of their erections, mainly the head of the shaft, inside her mouth, but the guys didn't seem to care. She set up a rotation, sucking and bobbing her head with both stuffed in her mouth. Then she would switch and deep throat Zeke, then deep throat Chase. And all throughout, she watched Chase's facial expression, awash with pleasure when his dick was sliding against Zeke's in her mouth.

  Chase was wild with ecstasy, pumping his hips and near mindless with desire. Zeke wasn't much better. She knew they were caught up in a lust haze but it gave her hope and fueled her ideas.

  "Enough," Zeke growled, pulling his member from the tight embrace of her mouth as he shut the water off. "I want you on the bed with your ass in the air for my pleasure," he commanded her.

  "Yes, Master." The arrogant Dom, his words, made her sex tremble with euphoric excitement. She bowed her head and shot a sidelong glance at Chase. His chest was heaving with the force of his arousal and the way he glanced at Zeke who wasn't paying attention to him.

  That would change. Now.

  She would do something about that before the night was over. They exited the shower; Zeke dried her body, and then himself before leaving the warmth of the steamy bathroom. The cooler air of the bedroom hit her skin and made her nipples tighten. Chase trailed two steps behind them as they reached the bed. Zeke yanked the sheets down. Chase picked her up and deposited her on the bed, following her; he knelt and began positioning her with her rear canted up for Zeke.

  Zeke handed Chase some black velvet restraints and Chase used them to bind her wrists to her ankles. Chase lay on his back, his erection bobbing in front of her face, as Zeke moved her so that her mouth hovered up over Chase's cock. In this position, she wouldn't be able to do much more than open her mouth and let him fuck her. The erotic thought of that sent moisture trickling down her thighs. Zeke positioned his member at the entrance to her pussy, her sex thudding in excitement. Chase's hands gripped the sides of her head, sliding partially into her hair, and he nudged his cock against her mouth, requesting entrance. Kara opened her mouth, eager to taste his member. Chase thrust inside her mouth at the same time as Zeke entered her vagina.

  They filled her and she reveled in it. Kara had never known such fulfillment. Her soul was on fire for them, and just how well they fit her. Zeke and Chase pumped their hips in a seesaw motion. They were relentless in their pursuit to drive her to the brink of ecstasy and beyond. She was delirious with need. Zeke hammered his cock in forceful strokes and she moaned. She sucked on Chase, loving the feel of his member in her mouth as he canted his hips in rapid digs.

  Then Chase groaned, pulling out of her mouth. She heaved in a shallow breath as he said, "Move her up; I want my turn in our pussy."

  At Chase's urging, Zeke withdrew his erection from her warmth. She whimpered at the loss. Then they repositioned her body so that her pussy was hovering over Chase's penis. Zeke grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand, slathering his erection, and adding some to her back hole, thrusting his finger inside her back channel to add the lube. Then his finger was gone and the head of Zeke's cock pushed against her anus while Chase furrowed his length inside her pussy.

  Zeke stretched and worked with her ass until he'd seated his full length. She loved the feel of having both of them fuck her like this. There was nothing in the world quite like it. She could feel their cocks sliding against each other as they thrust and pounded inside her. She wanted more, wanted to try something naughty and forbidden that she'd only heard about, she wanted to have them both in her ass at the same time.

  "Wait: frog," she murmured, the heady image filling her mind.

  Both men stopped immediately at her use of the safeword.

  "Are you hurt?" Chase asked, his face mere inches from hers, studying her intently, concern written across his face.

  "No," she admitted, feeling bad that she'd scared them.

  Zeke growled behind her, his fingers dug into her hips painfully. "The safeword is only to be used in extreme situations, Kara. You will be—"

  "Let me explain," she panted, cutting Zeke off. "I want you both to fuck my ass, together. That's all."

  "Jesus, Kara," Chase groaned.

  Zeke smacked her ass and she felt the whack at her core. "I'm still going to punish you, after we fuck your ass."

  They both withdrew from her body, undoing the restraints in order to reposition her frame. Chase slid out from underneath her and started piling pillows behind his back near the headboard. Then he lay back against the pillows, which elevated his chest slightly. She bit her lip at the sight of Chase fisting his cock as he spread lube over his length. Then he crooked a finger at her and she crawled across the mattress.

  He looked so sexy sprawled the way he was, like a sex god, one who'd stolen her heart with a single kiss. Kara captured his lips; she couldn't help but kiss him in a heady tangle of lips and tongues. He was so damn handsome it took her breath away. She drew back, releasing his bottom lip with a gentle nip.

  "I love you," she said, staring into his dark eyes. And then she looked over her shoulder at Zeke. "I love you, too."

  Chase pulled her face back toward him. He kissed her, saying in between brushes of his mouth against her, "You are perfect. I love you so much, Kara."

  When Chase had finished, Zeke pulled her back roughly and angled her head, taking her mouth in a bruising fashion. He nipped her bottom lip.

  "You belong to us now," Zeke growled. A part of her felt bereft that he didn't return the words, but knew that, given time, she could win him over. Belonging to him was enough for now, because it meant that he belonged to her, too. He positioned Kara with her back cradled against Chase. She hissed at the contact, her backside still stung and burned from the session with the cane and flogger. Chase positioned her legs so that she was straddling him and then spread them wide open with his thighs to accommodate Zeke's large frame. Chase rubbed his lips over her shoulder as he slid his penis inside her back channel. Her back arched at the decadent feel of him embedded in her rear.

  Then Zeke moved into position toward her until he was nestled between their thighs. He coated more lube over his erection. Then he glared at her. "In this instance, use your damn safeword if you need it. Understood?"

  "Yes, Master."

  "And don't move until I say otherwise," Zeke bit out, holding his cock.

  Kara nodded as Chase held her still. Zeke positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. He pushed inside gently, stretching the walls of her rear. She heard Chase's swift intake of breath, and pleasure speared her at being able to give him this. It seemed to take Zeke forever as he thrust shallowly and withdrew, pressing deeper and deeper with each plunge.

  Kara couldn't have described how exquisite it felt experiencing two cocks in her back channel if she'd tried. The pressure from their dual members made her feel like she was being split in two. She relaxed her muscles, breathing deeply, allowing more of Zeke's long turgid length inside. The agony morphed into pleasure so h
uge, her body trembled and shook like a leaf being tossed about by a hurricane.

  "Oh, god," Kara wailed, in a space beyond desire and need as her body reached for a higher pinnacle.

  And then Zeke's full length slid home and embedded itself to the hilt inside her ass. Zeke visibly huffed with his exertion. Chase groaned in her ear. Then they both began to move, shuttling their cocks in and out. Kara was lost in tidal waves of ecstasy. It was incredible; the slide of the dual cocks filling her back channel. She was on fire. Her ass was burning up. Then Zeke began rubbing her clitoris and her head fell back against Chase.

  She let go. The pleasure was so intense she could do nothing but ride the glorious waves as they bombarded her system. Zeke and Chase were thrusting together as one. The orgasm hit her system like an atom bomb. The shuddering clenching of her climax set off a chain reaction. Zeke and Chase thundered in her tight back channel as their cocks jolted and spurted inside her grasping ass. On a satisfied groan, Zeke collapsed on top of her, holding her close as they continued surging and thrusting until they were completely spent.

  Kara felt her hair plastered in damp tendrils as she shifted her head and kissed Chase over her shoulder. She poured her love into each stroke of her tongue against his and he returned her kiss with a possessive command. She felt Zeke move, and pulled back from Chase and shifted her face toward Zeke. Had she ever seen his eyes a brighter and more vivid a blue? He may not have spoken the words but his feelings shone in his eyes. Her heart stuttered as she kissed Zeke, wrapping an arm around his neck, pulling him closer. Their tongues tangling, their mouths open, and then she switched again, still holding Zeke close. She nudged Chase's mouth open with her tongue, kissing him and then Zeke. Then the three of them were kissing each other. She withdrew her head slightly, and on a groan Chase took over kissing Zeke. Still in the throes of delicious ecstasy, Zeke kissed Chase back. It was the hottest thing Kara had ever witnessed. Chase finally unleashing his pent-up feelings, she felt the radioactive burn but didn't interfere. They needed to span this bridge together.