Two Doms for Kara (The Dungeon Fantasy Club Book 3) Page 13

  Then Chase repositioned her legs so that her knees were hooked over his shoulders. From this angle, he was able to deepen his thrusts, keeping her immobile as he rammed his length. He threaded his fingers through hers, keeping his lips moving over hers and he pounded his length inside her welcoming heat. He rolled his pelvis, angling his penetration deeper so that it rubbed against her g-spot. Kara was keening against his mouth as he undulated his hips in a series of brutal digs.

  His cock swelled as he felt his balls tighten. As much as he wanted their lovemaking to last all night, his body was overriding his control, needing the sweet release her body offered him. Ensuring that she was taken care of and joined him in carnal bliss, he snaked a hand between them and pinched her clit, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

  "Chase," Kara wailed as he felt her pussy clamp and spasm around his cock. He thrust once, twice, and then his dick jolted.

  "Ahhh, Kara!" he roared, straining, plunging with fervor as his semen flooded her channel. He shuttled his length, thrusting inside her folds until his tremors subsided. Chase gently unhooked Kara's legs from his shoulders, massaging life back into each one as she moaned at the forced movement.

  He gathered her and rolled onto his back, positioning her at his side. She grinned sleepily up at him. Love for her swelled in his chest. He kissed her temple.

  "Get some sleep, pet. We have a lot of work to finish if we are going to pull this wedding off without a hitch."

  She snuggled against his side as he pulled the covers over them. She sighed and closed her eyes. Kara was the woman of his dreams and their bond was firm. Chase just wished he didn't feel like an inherent part of himself was missing, and he knew that part was Zeke.

  Chapter Eleven

  Kara glanced nervously at Chase when she heard the main office door open and shut. The moment of truth was upon them. Her hands shook in her lap. She smiled at Chase when he laced his fingers through hers in solidarity and support. Both of their hearts were on the line here. She loved both men, but in the end, if Zeke walked away from them, she was happy that she and Chase would have each other. Even if they both felt like a piece of them was missing, they'd make do and love each other that much more.

  As for their joint corporation; that could be at an end completely. Chase had sworn that they'd make do and find another chef to work with should Zeke decide to walk away from them completely.

  The door to the conference room opened. Zeke stole her breath away. He looked haggard and worn, but was still this gorgeous tall drink of water with megawatt energy emanating off his enticing form. It was the expression on his face that nearly sent her running for the hills in defeat before they'd even said two words to each other. Kara's heart whimpered beneath her breast, for he seemed to have closed off his emotions from both of them, his face a hard unreadable mask. Sorrow punched through her chest and she felt all the air in the room escape. How would they move on without him?

  "If we could get this wrapped up, I have packing to get finished tonight," Zeke said with determination, playing his hand close to the chest.

  "You're leaving for a vacation?" Chase questioned him.

  "No. I'm moving to LA this week. There's a new restaurant opening and they want me as their head chef. If we could get this over with as fast as humanly possible, that would be appreciated," Zeke said, more resigned than ever before.

  Chase's grip on Kara's hand stiffened and she felt the humming vibration from his body as he fought to contain his emotions. Through their bond she could feel his disquiet and heartbreak. Kara had remained silent until now but Zeke had crossed a line with his attitude and inability to act like a grown-up.

  "Coward," she accused him and stood, shrugging off Chase's restraining hand and approaching all six feet of Zeke. Only seeing red, she jabbed him in the chest with her finger as fury overrode her common sense. "You are such a fucking hypocrite."

  "Kara, just forget—"

  She cut Chase off, going toe to toe with Zeke. "You were the one who pursued me the hardest, saying that you wanted to have a relationship with the three of us. Well, the other night, you finally got your wish. And you just want to run away. What the fuck is your problem?"

  "Careful," Zeke uttered, his look murderous, clamping his jaw so tight she was surprised she didn't hear the grinding of his teeth.

  "Or you'll what? Glare me to death? So Chase didn't tell you the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Can you honestly, so high up there on your moral pedestal I'm surprised you can see beyond your nose, claim to never have lied about anything? That's bullshit, and you know it. Why don't you fucking talk to us instead of running away like a coward?"

  "She's running her mouth again," Zeke said over his shoulder to Chase, who was looking chagrined.

  "What does it matter to you? You left us, remember. How I discipline my sub if you are out is none of your fucking business," Chase replied with his own punch of anger filling his voice.

  "Is that so?" A muscle ticked in Zeke's jaw. Kara witnessed the internal war raging inside Zeke and wanted to hold him, tell him it would be all right.

  "Unless you decide to come back to us. Be our third in every way. I'm not willing to go back to hiding who I am, not even for you. So if you come back, it has to be all in or nothing." Chase laid out the terms of what they both wanted from him. Chase stood behind her, offering her his love and support for the coming battle. At his signal, they both slid to their knees before Zeke.

  "Be our Master again, Zeke," Kara said, tears filling her gaze.

  "We love you. I know I lied, or at least didn't give you the full truth. But that night, everything finally clicked and I couldn't imagine not loving you, too. Part of the reason I stayed in our dual tops arrangement was out of love for you." Chase pulled the paddle he'd stashed in his back pocket out and held it out to Zeke, with the handle pointed toward Zeke.

  Kara's gut clenched in anxiety at the interplay of emotions that crossed Zeke's face; from resolve to bewilderment, and finally settling on hunger. Her body trembled as they awaited his response.

  "Lean over the table and await your punishment. Both of you," Zeke ordered as he strode to the door and flipped the lock with a determined stride.

  Elation raced through her veins as she and Chase rose. Her knees shook and her heart fluttered underneath her breast. She sensed the excitement in Chase as they moved to obey Zeke's instructions.

  "Lose the clothes while you're at it," Zeke commented, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the wealth of finely hewn muscles spanning his chest. When his hands traveled to the waistband of his slacks, Kara noticed the bulge straining the fabric, and it spurred her into action.

  She and Chase wasted little time disrobing until the two of them were as naked as the day is long. The palpable excitement in Chase's gaze made her heart sing, and his obvious desire—his erect length jutting and bobbing—stirred her blood. She loved these men, felt her heart swell and overflow with her emotions. How could she have thought they'd make it without Zeke? He was the glue that bound them all together and was such an integral part of their trio. They leaned side by side on the granite table. Chase was on her left. Her breasts pebbled against the cool surface. Chase threaded his fingers through hers and she felt them tremble and quake. He held her as much for support as for the need to be connected to her as Zeke disciplined them.

  She heard Zeke's indrawn gasp behind them and grinned, knowing he'd spotted the plugs.

  "I like my subs preparing their asses for my cock. Very nice." Zeke's hand caressed her rear and then Chase gasped when Zeke did the same to him. He'd obviously spied the butt plugs they were both wearing. His fingers toyed with the protrusion.

  "Thank you, Master," she and Chase murmured in unison. Kara panted a bit as her desire swamped her system.

  Then Zeke began his discipline. He started with Chase first and Kara couldn't have been happier. The sound Chase emitted after the first swat of the paddle against his ass made need churn inside her. Had she e
ver seen a more beautiful sight than his face replete with heady desire? Zeke administered five brutally firm strikes of the paddle against Chase's bare bottom. Chase was moaning by the third one, unable to restrain his pleasure. Then Zeke switched. The first thwack against Kara's ass shocked her system before twisting and swarming her with pleasure so intense she was panting by the fifth stroke.

  She and Chase held each other's hand as Zeke meted out their punishment. Zeke disciplining Chase made the session hotter for Kara, made her rear burn that much more watching Chase's reaction to their lover. Make no mistake, Zeke was theirs, they would not allow him to walk away from them after this.

  Heat singed her buttocks and her muscles clenched around the plug as Zeke returned the paddle to her bottom. Moisture dribbled down her inner thighs and she was perilously close to coming.

  Chase had reverent tears in his eyes as Zeke switched the paddling back to his bum. Her heart swelled observing her two men get what they needed, especially her Chase. He needed this so badly, after waiting so long to share his feelings, and she was so proud of Zeke she was nigh on bursting with pride.

  Zeke laid the paddle on the table above their heads, increasing the tension between them. His erection grazed her hip briefly and then he withdrew.

  "On your knees," Zeke commanded from behind them.

  Kara and Chase stood and turned to face him. Without qualms, they both knelt before Zeke. His heavy cock jutted proudly in front of their faces. Kara licked her lips, then, without hesitation or even a further order from Zeke, her lips engulfed the bulbous ruby head, drawing his rigid length into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down over his length; her hands gripping his base as she greedily sucked his cock. She pulled back, her mouth releasing his cock with a popping suction and she turned her head toward Chase. The hunger stamped across his features at being this near Zeke's dick, and watching her suck him, had her offering his member to Chase. She held Zeke's shaft like an offering, bringing his member in line with Chase's mouth.

  The three of them groaned when Chase wrapped his lips around Zeke's penis, taking his shaft into his mouth. The pleasure on Chase's face as he gave Zeke head was something Kara would remember for years to come. She wrapped her fingers around Chase's rock hard staff, giving him a hand job as he sucked on Zeke's cock. They took turns sucking Zeke's shaft, but she never let go of Chase's member. Kara and Chase licked him together; their tongues tangling over and around the ruby head. She sucked on Zeke's balls as Chase deep throated Zeke. The sounds Zeke emitted were nearly unintelligible growls of delight.

  This was how it was meant to be. The three of them connected, always. Her love for them a part of her every action and deed.

  "Suck Chase's cock, Kara," Zeke ordered on a groan, and the imagery presented by his suggestion made her sex thump and throb.

  Kara released her hold on both her men as she bent down and repositioned her body. It took a little maneuvering on her part, but she crawled and slid around between Zeke's outstretched legs, which gave her full access to Chase's penis. On her hands and knees, Chase's long length jerked when her mouth closed around the head of his member and she sucked his burly cock into her mouth.

  Chase trumpeted his pleasure from around Zeke's length filling his mouth. The garbled roar made her smile around his cock. Kara knew just how it felt to have a big juicy cock in your mouth while being pleasured yourself. She didn't think she could ever go back to vanilla style sex. Chase and Zeke had ruined her for mere mortal, only-skilled-at-missionary men.

  Chase's smooth length filled her mouth as she hollowed her cheeks and drew him in deeper. Kara was so turned on; she bobbed her head up and down over Chase's member in a frantic pace, delirious with desire. Her pussy throbbed at the sound of Chase's lips smacking over Zeke right above her head. His shaft jerked and she heard Zeke's boasting groan. Hot seed spilled into her mouth as Chase thrust his member, his moans garbled by Zeke's cock in his mouth.

  When Chase's orgasm had subsided, Kara moved out from between both men's legs and knelt, panting. Her nipples were hard peaks as she worked to compose her own desire. It wasn't working. She restrained herself, just barely, from reaching between her legs and taking care of her release. A few strokes against her clit would send her over the edge anyway.

  Zeke put a hand on each of their shoulders, then said to Chase, "Our sub deserves a reward, don't you think?"

  And, like a key slipping into a lock, another link slid into place, solidifying the threesome. Kara blinked the surge of tears in her eyes away. This was not the time to cry.

  "I agree. Come, pet." Chase held out his hand toward her, and helped her stand. Her men laid her on the table with her ass hanging over the lip. It was cool against her back, making her shiver.

  She was just about to protest the cold surface when they spread her legs almost painfully wide to accommodate both of them, knelt before her, and then both tongues stroked her pussy at the same time. Kara bowed her back at the intense sensation of both tongues running along her labia, stroking over her clitoris, thrusting inside her channel. Over and over, they caressed her with their tongues, driving her need higher; her body tightened inward. Coiling further as they each inserted two fingers inside her pussy, stretching her channel and finger fucking her together. She was so full. She thrashed her head back and forth as desire lapped at her body, ratcheting higher so that her body felt plugged into a bolt of lightning. Zeke and Chase thrust their hands, relentlessly, plunging their fingers into her depths as their tongues flicked repeatedly over her sensitive clit. Kara could feel their tongues tangling together and stroking each other as they pleasured her. It was all too intense.

  She screamed as the release shattered her system like glass breaking into a million pieces. Her channel clutched at their fingers, tremors racked her frame, and her hips bucked until the last lapping of her release subsided.

  She lay on the table in a haze as Zeke and Chase stood. Chase retrieved a tube of lube from his bag under the table, handing it to Zeke with an unspoken question clouding his visage.

  "Yes, Chase. I'm going to fuck you while you are fucking our sub. You are both mine." Zeke accepted the lube bottle and kissed Chase brutally on the mouth, holding him while he ravaged Chase's mouth. Kara's belly quivered. They were sharing her taste as they kissed. She moaned, squirming. Zeke released Chase's mouth, both men's chests heaving as their ardor grew.

  Chase trembled as he turned, presenting his backside to Zeke. Then Chase moved forward until he had wedged himself between her splayed thighs. Chase's cock nestled between her slick folds and she panted, her desire returning in acute waves.

  "Hey, gorgeous." He smiled and the joy in her heart expanded further. She gasped as he thrust himself to the hilt inside her and bent over, taking her lips in a soul stirring kiss that made her try to undulate her hips. Chase held her fast, pulling back slightly, and that was when Kara realized he was panting, too.

  Then it was Chase's turn to moan as Zeke withdrew the plug from his anus before slathering his firm cock in lube. From this angle, Kara watched Zeke's hand disappear between the crease in Chase's rear and, at the guttural sound Chase emitted, could only imagine that Zeke was adding lube to Chase's anus. The heady thought, combined with a slight thrust from Chase, had Kara wiggling her hips.

  Chase hissed at her movement and then Zeke barked out an order. "Do not move, Kara, until I am inside Chase, or I will tan your hide."

  This was happening. The three of them, fucking each other at once. Kara gasped, her body riding a tumultuous edge of desire.

  "Yes, Master." Kara panted as her legs were spread further apart to accommodate both men.

  Chase's face hovered an inch or so above hers. She watched ecstasy cross Chase's face as Zeke pushed his cock inside him. Chase's cock lengthened and jerked as Zeke seated his dick fully inside Chase's ass. Zeke grunted, Chase issued a guttural moan, and then Zeke withdrew, thrusting his hips. Chase followed, ramming his beautiful cock inside her channel with shudderi
ng thrusts. Kara knew this would be an abbreviated performance between them. How could it not be as she walked the tightrope edge of delicious oblivion, her own sparkling release nearing with the speed of a sonic boom. Zeke and Chase thrust together as one being, plunging in and out together. Kara's desire spiraled higher as Chase increased the tempo; he was almost mindless as he fucked them both. In, out, his cock hammered her pussy in brutal strokes that made her feel like he would split her in two and she undulated her hips, meeting him thrust for brutal thrust.

  The slap of flesh filled the room, the sound of Zeke, as he pounded his length inside Chase with a force that bordered on violence, reached her ears. She loved it, getting to watch the hunger and desire swamping their expressions as they gave in to their desire not only for her but for each other. She reveled in it. She wasn't going to last long watching the men she loved finally love each other. Flesh smacked against flesh. Their bodies grew sweat-slicked as she writhed underneath her men. She kept trying to hold off her orgasm because she knew the moment her climax began it would set off a chain reaction—the guys would follow, and Kara wanted to draw out their lovemaking for as long as possible.

  The tsunami hit her system at a hundred miles an hour, the walls of her pussy quaked around Chase's member. He was mumbling and groaning he was so lost in his own pleasure. Zeke and Chase came in unison, roaring and trumpeting their releases, and it was a thing of beauty as they stiffened. Kara felt Chase's cock jerk inside her, setting off another round of tremors inside her body.

  Chase and Zeke thrust until the waves of their dual orgasms subsided. Chase collapsed over her, his face resting in the crook of her neck; he held her close as his caught his breath. She wrapped her arms around him weakly, looking over his shoulder toward Zeke. The storm clouds that had been present in his electric blue eyes when he had entered the conference room had all but disappeared, making Kara's heart light with hope and love. Then Zeke leaned forward over the top of Chase, still embedded in his ass, embracing both of them within his strong arms.