Two Doms for Kara (The Dungeon Fantasy Club Book 3) Page 9

  On a signal from Chase, he removed his fingers from her ass. He coated his dick with more lube and closed the distance between them. Zeke placed the head of his cock at her back hole as Chase settled her leg up over his hip. They were sandwiching her on her side, with Chase primed at her pussy. He waited, watching for Chase's slight nod, and then they both pushed forward, entering their sub at the same time.

  "Ah, god, yes," Kara sputtered on a whimpering moan.

  Zeke could feel Chase's dick through the tissues of her pussy walls, sliding against his own, and it didn't bother him in the least. It made Kara's back sheath that much more snug around his cock, so she was squeezing his member in such a way that he had to fight to maintain his control. They speared her to the hilt until he felt his balls rasp against Chase's and then they waited, allowing her body to accept the intrusion of both cocks spearing her depths. Chase kissed her in a fervent tangle of tongue and lips, while Zeke fitted his hands over her pert boobs where his fingers pinched and pulled at her nipples, rolling the tight buds between his thumb and forefinger. They played Kara's body like a symphony conductor; drawing responses from her, heightening her desire so that it wasn't long before her hips began grinding slightly as need overcame her senses.

  It was all the prompting Zeke needed and he shifted, pounding his dick inside her constricted ass. He chose a languorous pace, wanting to draw out their combined pleasure. He loved the snug feeling of her tissues clamped around his member, as they greedily drew him deeper. Zeke hungered for her, even after the multitude of times he had gorged on her charms the night prior, even as he sank into the tight confines of her ass now. It didn't matter. The more he had her, the more he wanted her. He could spend a lifetime pleasuring her and he didn't think it would ever be enough. She was an obsession, and he knew there would never be another woman for him.

  Over and over he rocked his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her tight back channel. Neither he nor Chase appeared to be in a hurry with their lovemaking this morning, enjoying the slide and clench of her tissues around them. And driving Kara mad with their loving.

  In and out, he thrust, hard and deep, and was rewarded when her sheath quivered. He loved her, plain and simple. And he believed Chase loved her too, even though they had never discussed their feelings for her, only their desires to make her their sub. He wondered if she would give them forever or if their time together was a passing fancy for her. He glanced at Chase then, his partner's face only inches from his, and there was a look in his black eyes that made Zeke's insides tumble and churn. Then the intense look was gone as Chase shifted his gaze to Kara.

  "Please, Masters. Let me come," she begged, panting, unable to move as they caged her with their bodies. It was one of the plus sides of being a dual top. Sometimes all that was needed to restrain your sub was the other's body.

  "What do you think? Should we let her have it?" Chase deferred the decision to Zeke again, setting off ripples of apprehension inside his chest that Zeke preferred not to ponder now as he zeroed in his focus on their sub.

  "She's earned it," Zeke said and he increased his tempo, leveraging and angling his body closer so he could reach further inside her with his thrusts.

  He hammered his cock inside her tight channel and felt Chase do the same with her glorious pussy. Kara wailed as they unleashed their passion. They both held her as they pounded inside her. But they needed to be closer. Zeke shifted, drawing Kara's body so that her back was completely lined up against his, then he urged Chase to do the same at her front. They used each other for purchase, his hands slid around Chase's back and Chase did the same with his.

  And then they fucked her. They'd never topped a woman this way before, so close to the other that he could see the flickers of desire in Chase's eyes. Chase nestled his head on one side of Kara's head and Zeke on the other as they both neared their own shining climax.

  Repeatedly they pounded and hammered their cocks inside her. Kara's climax pushed him over the ledge, his body strained; his dick lurched and discharged semen in her ass. He kept grinding his hips, kept sliding his cock in and out of her rear until his member stopped quivering. Then he lay there at her side, unmoving, too satisfied and replete to do much more than want to continue lying with Kara nuzzled up against him. They all seemed to have the same mindset as their breathing and heartrates subsided to a more normal pace.

  What the hell had Chase's deal been? This was the first time in their five years of dual topping that Zeke had ever felt apprehensive when it came to Chase. Was it just the fact that they were both so enamored of Kara that his feelings were spilling over to him? Unable to shake the disquiet shrouding his mind, Zeke was the first to move away from their afterglow cuddle. He withdrew his hands from Chase and Kara, doing so as nonchalantly as possible. She moaned sweetly as he moved away and he felt his heart squeeze.

  "Do you think Declan and Zoey will mind if we skip breakfast?" Kara asked, looking over her shoulder at him with banked desire in her eyes.

  "No, I don't. Why? What did you have in mind, pet?" Zeke replied, wiggling his brows.

  A wicked grin spread across her face and he was lost. Breakfast be damned. His unease be damned. They'd have to dynamite him away from this woman.

  Chapter Eight

  "I think you will be really happy with the selections you've made, Zoey."

  Kara and Zoey were seated at the desk in the library, going through sample books. They'd spent the majority of the day there, searching through her sample books. The extra baggage fees had been totally worth it.

  "God, I hope so. Who knew arranging a wedding was akin to staging an invasion?" Zoey seemed a bit frazzled. It was normal in Kara's line of work, since many people didn't realize the sheer volume of decisions that had to be made in order to pull off a wedding.

  "That's why I'm here. If these are the choices you want to proceed with for your table settings and decorations, I will make all the arrangements so then all you have to do is to enjoy and dream about your big day."

  "You have been a lifesaver, Kara, truly. With everything else that has been going on, I cannot imagine getting through this wedding without you. Oh, and I don't know if I told you but I decided to hire that gown designer you referred me to; Elise," Zoey admitted.

  "You won't have to worry. I'm just glad I can be here to help. And Elise in my opinion is one of the best designers you will ever meet in this industry."

  "Let's go with these selections. They're stunning and will suit the theme the best, I think. I already had Sherry help me do my measurements for Elise last night and filled out her questionnaire, along with noting some images of her gowns that I really like and what I'm looking for, so fingers crossed," Zoey said.

  "Great, those are gorgeous pieces, and I think you will be really pleased by them. I will get to work on those right away. And if Elise is designing your gown, it will be magnificent." Kara's fingers flew over her tablet, pulling up the consent forms and adding the selections, before switching to her laptop. She already had all of her vendor sites open and ready to purchase whatever selections Zoey made.

  "Here are your consent forms for each of these choices. If you could sign each one for me, that would be great. There are five of them, so just tap enter after you sign and the next form will appear for you."

  Kara handed Zoey her tablet, then went to work on the vendor sites as Zoey signed each form. Thank goodness for technology. It made her job, especially performing away from the home office, ten times easier.

  "And I'm certain your gown will be one of Elise's premiere gowns, don't worry."

  Kara completed the orders for the table linens, china place settings, flowers, table decorations, silverware, bar ware. Chase had already ordered everything he needed to design the bridal walkway from the conservatory to the ballroom. He was down on the first floor now, constructing the Greek style columns and archways, and they'd opted to have live trees brought in instead of having Chase construct fake ones. Zoey wanted to have them planted
after the ceremony to signify their joining and their hope that they would be building their own family tree. It was all very sweet.

  Zeke was down in the kitchens with Mrs. Stewart and the army of local wait staff hired to help with serving the reception dinner. Kara pitied the local staff just a little bit. Zeke was a slave driver when it came to the proper way to serve a meal.

  If his creations weren't just this side of heaven, his dictator style supervising would get on her nerves—and everyone else's, for that matter. Except his food was exceptional, and even those who worked for him when he was being an ornery ass couldn't help but worship at the man's feet. He always made sure, once the dinner had been fully served, to cook for the staff as an extra part of their payment. The after reception meal seemed to, even when he did ruffle a few feathers, help most of them forget their hurt pride as they indulged and savored his cuisine.

  "Okay, the consent forms have been signed. It's now all official," Zoey murmured. She had this dreamy-eyed look on her face and there was a sheen of tears in her eyes.

  Kara laid a hand over Zoey's and squeezed, giving her reassurance. "Great. Everything is ordered and should arrive in the next two weeks. This way, if anything is damaged during shipping, we should have enough time to have the vendors supply us with replacements. There is a rush fee on all of these, but better safe than sorry."

  "I will bow to your capable hands," Zoey said. "And thank you for everything. I didn't think I would get so emotional over selecting china, but I can't seem to keep the sniffles away. Silly, huh?"

  Kara gave her a reassuring smile. "It's my pleasure. And it's not a wedding unless the bride cries at least once. It's an emotional time. You're marrying the man you love and it's a big, huge step."

  They were interrupted by a swift knock on the door, followed by a woman's voice.

  "Buster, look, I got this."

  "It's Jared." The normally relaxed butler's voice sounded stiff as it filtered through the closed library door.

  "Whatever. I don't need an introduction to see my best friend." A woman's sultry voice came through the door.

  At the sound of it, Zoey screeched in that high-pitched squeal only women do for other women. She was up and moving from the desk as the door burst open. In walked one of the most gorgeous women Kara had ever seen. And Kara lived in one of the model capitals of the world. The woman was statuesque. Her tall, hourglass figure made Kara think of supermodels and runways. She had a riot of red curls artfully arranged, making her appear like a sultry goddess descending from Olympus to grace us mere mortals with her presence.

  "Lucy!" Zoey exclaimed as she hurried toward her friend. Kara noticed the height difference between the two. Lucy had at least ten inches on Zoey, if not more. Although she was wearing boots with at least a three inch heel, even without the extra height those added, she was still a tall woman.

  "The one and only. I've got this, J-man," Lucy said to Jared with a flip of her red curls as she embraced Zoey in a tight hug.

  His nodded his head, and Kara could practically hear the man grind his teeth. Clearly those two had not gotten off on the right foot.

  "It's fine, Jared. Thank you," Zoey said to the butler. When his gaze traveled to Zoey, Kara noticed how his glance softened and warmth seeped back into his features. Man, Zoey might be marrying Declan, but there was definitely mutual affection between those two.

  Jared tipped his head, acknowledging Zoey with banked fires in his gaze. "I will tell Mrs. Stewart to add another setting to dinner tonight, and have Sherry ready the Queen Mary room unless our latest guest has other accommodations in mind, lass."

  "The Queen Mary will be perfect, Jared. Thank you."

  Jared bowed his head slightly toward Zoey and then he vacated the room, shutting the door behind them.

  "What are you doing here, Lucy? I can't believe you're here!" Zoey said, giving her friend another swift hug. It was clear that Zoey considered this woman a close friend.

  "I've come to talk some sense into you, since your sister so obviously wasn't able to, and to get you back to LA. Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude on your little meeting." Lucy gestured toward Kara and the mountain of sample books spread over the desk.

  "Lucy, this is Kara Lowe. She's my wedding planner," Zoey introduced her.

  Lucy's intense scrutiny zeroed in on her. Kara tried to appear calm and relaxed under the inspection but she hated it when she was being sized up. Kara straightened her backbone, refusing to be intimidated. After a moment, Lucy seemed pleased with her appearance.

  "It's a pleasure. So, you are really going to do this, huh? There's nothing I can say to talk you out of it?" Lucy asked, shifting her attention back to Zoey. It looked like she wanted to shake some sense into Zoey but was restraining herself.

  "If by this, you mean my wedding, yes. I love Declan, Lucy, be happy for me please. I cannot wait for you to meet him. I promise you'll love him, too. You know I don't do anything without over-thinking it," Zoey said.

  "Well then, since I can't talk you out of it, I will do the next best thing." Lucy smiled saucily, winking at Kara. Her big blue eyes sparkled with merriment.

  Zoey rolled her eyes. "Whatever you are planning, Lucy—"

  "Look, every bride deserves a small bachelorette party. Where's the nearest night club?" Lucy whipped out her smartphone and was tapping away. "I can't get a signal on this thing. Are there any places that you really like here that we could try?" Lucy shoved her phone back in her designer bag when it became obvious that she wasn't going to get a signal.

  Zoey swallowed nervously, like she had a robin's egg stuck in her throat. "That would be in Inverness, about an hour or so away."

  Kara wasn't surprised by Zoey's omission in not mentioning the club in the basement of Mullardoch Manor. If you weren't in the lifestyle, people on the outside tended to not understand it. Even if this reincarnation of Aphrodite was Zoey's best friend, Kara understood the complications it could cause, and it seemed not everyone in Zoey's life was pleased about the wedding. As someone who was now living the lifestyle, Kara had the urge to shield Zoey and keep her mouth shut as far as the club was concerned.

  "Well, shit, that won't do at all." Lucy tapped her chin with her manicured hands. It was obvious she didn't do remote locations and was used to having what she wanted at her fingertips.

  "We do have a pool and hot tub though, and a wine cellar," Zoey murmured, offering Lucy an alternative.

  Lucy clapped her hands. "Then we are going to have an impromptu girls only pool party. Kara, would you like to join us?"

  "Sure, that sounds like fun." Kara smiled. The two of them reminded her of herself and Elise with their interaction.

  "Kara, why don't you meet us down in the pool area in twenty minutes after I get Lucy settled in her room? Then we can reconvene down there," Zoey offered, clearly wanting to soothe her friend's ruffled feathers while offering Kara inclusion in their little party. Kara was more touched than she wanted to admit. It had been a long time since she'd done anything frivolous, and a pool party with wine sounded like just the ticket.

  It would also give her a teensy bit of separation from her guys, away from the sexual frenzy of the last two days. Her thighs were actually chafed from all the sex she'd had. Really great, how-had-she-ever-lived-without-it type of sex, but it didn't diminish just how sore she was.

  "Great," Kara responded and closed her laptop down. Zoey and Lucy left the library arm in arm, chattering.

  This was just the type of distraction Kara needed.

  * * *

  The pool area was truly impressive, and Kara was thrilled that she was actually getting a chance to make use of it. Whoever designed the room had a thing for Greek architecture and deities. It was the size of a gymnasium, resembling the inside of a Greek temple, with ivory columns and carvings of Greek deities decorating the walls. The pool itself was a shimmering blue lake, roughly half the size of an Olympic pool, and tiled to resemble the dark blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea. Th
ere were black lounge chairs and tables placed near the entrance. At the far opposite end of the room, overlooked by a marble statue of Aphrodite, was what appeared to be a hot tub she'd have to indulge in.

  Kara wondered if Chase had known about this room when he was drawing up spec designs for the ceremony. The thought of him brought his image up, and she had to shake herself from the direction of her thoughts. She couldn't think about the two men twenty-four seven. Right now was about having fun as one of the girls, not worrying about what her relationship with Zeke and Chase would be once they left Scotland and attempted to function in the real world. Even though she was in fact being paid by Zoey and her fiancé to be there, Kara liked Zoey. She could actually see herself and Zoey being friends beyond the wedding.

  They opted to have dinner delivered to the pool area. Zeke had been at it again in the kitchens, creating a succulent beef wellington. When he'd discovered that they were having a bit of a girl's night, he'd crafted some finger food appetizers to accompany the main course. One of her favorites were these bacon wrapped dates, stuffed with goat's cheese, and these mini bite-sized cheese cakes that had been dipped in chocolate ganache. Zoey had Jared bring bottles of wine from the cellar.

  Declan still bowled Kara over with his good looks. It didn't matter that she had two sexy men filling her bed; he was still a complete mouth-watering stud muffin. He stopped by the pool area to see Zoey when they changed dinner plans. Unlike with the butler, Declan seemed to appreciate Lucy as an equal, which was odd in Kara's book, but who was she to argue? Granted, it could be the copious glasses of wine she'd indulged in.

  When they all decided they were finished with the pool area, they decided to take the party up to Lucy's room. They were all wrapped in fluffy white microfiber robes, sipping wine, eating the mini chocolate cheesecake bites Zeke had crafted.