Chapter Eighteen
Silas watched asthe flash of surprise in Fallon’s eyes was quickly replaced by heat when she realized he had stripped on the way down the hall.The few seconds it took her to respond to his command to remove her clothing gave Carson time to catch up, as well.He found it interesting she left her shoes on until he’d glanced down at the strappy heels and looked at her in question.Fallon blushed and shrugged before leaning down to slip the shoes from her feet.
“You are both so tall… it’s so strange, really.”Her voice trailed off, but it was easy to see she wasn’t finished.He had a good idea where she’d been headed but waited patiently for her to continue.“Having you tower over me is both intimidating and comforting.I’m not sure how to explain it.”
“One of the great things about D/s relationships is that you don’t have to justify your feelings.All we ask is that you share them.Communication is the second most important rule in the lifestyle.The first rule of play is always…safe, sane, and consensual.”Silas was grateful Fallon had learned enough about D/s relationships to know the basics.He gave her a reassuring smile when she nodded in understanding before continuing.
“Reading about the lifestyle and experiencing it firsthand is so different.I’m trying to reconcile it in my head, but it’s tough to make sense of all the conflicting feelings.My head says I should be independent, but my heart feels safe letting you take charge.”
“It isn’t as conflicting as it first appears, Cher.It takes a lot of courage to let go, especially when you’ve been on your own for so long.”Carson’s eyes never left hers as his fingers trailed along the top of her shoulder before dropping to roll a peaked nipple between his thumb and first finger.Fallon shuddered as the flush of arousal bloomed over her upper chest.
Watching Carson spin her up was damned satisfying.Silas wrapped his arm around Fallon’s back, smoothing his palm over the dimples of her lower back before slipping his fingers into the open space at the top of her thighs.Smiling to himself, Silas was thrilled to find the outer lips of her pussy already drenched with her sweet honey.
“So wet and ready.Perfect.”Silas pushed the tip of his finger past the wet folds, teasing the sensitive outer edge of her vaginal opening.He loved her soft moan as her knees folded.He and Carson caught her easily.As appealing as it sounded, keeping her sandwiched between while they fucked her standing up wasn’t what they’d planned.After all the challenges she’d faced today, Fallon deserved to be pampered.Carson pulled condoms from the bedside table and tossed all but one of them onto the bed.
Moving into position, Carson waggled his eyebrows at Fallon as he rolled the condom on.Beckoning her closer with his fingers, Carson didn’t waste time once Fallon was within his reach.Wrapping his hands around her upper arms, Carson lifted Fallon with little effort.Positioning her over his cock, the man grinned like a kid who’d just been given his favorite treat.
“Use your hands to guide me home, Cher.I’m going to settle into your heat and hope like hell I can hold off until Silas is seated in your tight little ass.”Silas grabbed the bottle of lube, squirting a generous amount onto his palm.Lubing his fingers and condom-covered cock, Silas didn’t waste any time pressing the tips of his fingers against the tight ring of muscles around her rear hole.
“Relax, Sweetheart.Let me in.I promise to make it worth every little burn you feel as your body stretches to accept the pleasure your Doms are giving you.”Silas felt the tight ring relax enough that he could push two fingers in almost to the first knuckle.“You’re doing great.Take a deep breath and push back against my fingers.”He watched as Carson pressed his lips against hers in a kiss so hot the temperature in the room ratcheted up several degrees.Leaning forward, Silas kissed the fleshy part of her ass cheek before nipping it just hard enough to distract her.
“Fucking hell.Whatever you did made her clamp down around me like a damned vice.”Silas chuckled at the underlying tone of desperation in Carson’s voice.His friend might plan to hold on until they could work together to ensure Fallon’s pleasure, but Silas had serious doubts any man could.Fallon was temptation personified.“Stop thinking everything to death and get inside our woman, Silas.Jesus, Joseph, and sweet Mother Mary, she’s killing me.Her vaginal walls are rippling around me, pulling me so deep I don’t know where she ends, and I begin.”
Silas pulled his fingers free, relieved he’d been able to push three fingers into her rear entrance, scissoring them to stretch her enough to be sure his cock wouldn’t tear the tender tissues.Using another generous squirt of lube, Silas took his time rubbing the slick gel over his throbbing latex-covered cock.He made a mental note to make their medical reports available to Fallon.Having read her club application, Silas already knew she was on birth control and had recent labs as well.Hell, just thinking about how hot it would be to feel her pussy close around his bare cock was enough to make him wonder how he’d survive it.Pressing his tip against the tight ring of muscles, he leaned forward, so the warm skin of his upper chest pressed against her shoulder blades.
“Let me in, Fallon.Take a deep breath.Release it slowly and push out.”He smiled when she nodded.Damn, she was so perfect it was hard to believe they’d finally found her.She sucked in a deep breath and used her body to push out exactly as he’d instructed.He didn’t hesitate, pushing in until the rigid ring of his corona moved past her tight outer circle of muscles.Fallon gasped when he pushed through, but it was quickly followed by a sigh as her anal opening closed around him.
“Sweetheart, we need to make sure you’re as ready as we are.”Silas moved his hand lower, using his fingers to tease her pearly clit out of hiding.Carson helped lift her enough he could roll her taut nipples between his fingers, pulling them hard enough to make Fallon shudder.
“Oh, yeah.Our perfect sub likes this.She went liquid around me.Damn, your heat is next level, Cher.”Carson was right.Fallon was everything they’d been looking for and then some.Feeling her body ignite under their hands was ramping up every one of his own responses.Silas could hardly wait to feel her come apart—if they were lucky, maybe she’d scream their names when her orgasm swept her over the edge.
“It’s too much.I don’t know how the others manage to keep their sanity.The pleasure is more than I can… Oh my God in heaven.”Fallon’s response to their alternating rhythm was perfect.As Silas pulled back, Carson surged forward.They’d shared enough women, the movements were second nature, and they matched their movements to the demands they felt from Fallon’s body.
Fallon might not realize she was responsible for their pounding pace, but her entire body spoke to them with such unbridled enthusiasm it was easy for them to meet her needs.One of the things Silas disliked about well-trained subs was their belief they should mask their own desire.He didn’t want a woman who mirrored his body’s needs—he wanted to know their responses were genuine.Fallon’s openness, her honest reactions to everything they gave her, was only part of what made her so perfect.He admired her courage and intelligence, as well.She was perfect for them and worth the interminable wait.
He felt the shift in Fallon’s energy a fraction of a second before she screamed their names.It was the sweetest sound in the world for a couple of reasons.First, he was reassured they’d given her the release they’d promised.Second, it signaled it was time for them to let go of the tenuous hold he’d had over his own release.Letting his body fall over the edge of pleasure as a searing heat moved from his balls up his spine, setting off fireworks behind his eyes before rocketing back down to send pulses of his release into the empty tip of the condom.The entire process was so fast he barely registered the stages before he slumped forward.
Catching his weight on his elbows before he crushed a collapsed Fallon into Carson, Silas hoped like hell his arms would hold him long enough for his legs to regain enough feeling to stand.Fucking hell, every cell in his body felt like it had been fried from the inside out.He enjoyed training with the Prairie Winds operatives—their programs were brutal.As tough as the physical requirements were, after the first week or two, Silas settled into the regime without batting an eye.He could run five miles with a full pack and still play at the club until the damned placed closed—usually as the sun started peaking over the prairie.Now?He was hunched over Fallon’s back, gasping for air like he’d run a marathon on a hot Texas afternoon.He couldn’t remember a time when he’d felt more physically drained and emotionally enriched.
When his head stopped spinning, Silas pushed himself off Fallon to stand beside the bed.Looking down, he saw his friend’s dazed expression.Judging by Carson’s expression, he was as decimated as Silas.The elders in his hippy community in the Rockies warned Silas he’d feel like he’d been run over by a truck when the right woman came into his life, and they’d been right.Staggering to the bathroom on trembling legs, Silas returned with everything needed to clean Fallon’s tender pussy lips.She’d sleep much better once he’d wiped away all the evidence of their play and patted the swollen tissues dry.
Smiling to himself when she grumbled in her sleep, he wasn’t surprised she’d drifted back into a sound sleep by the time he finished.Tucking her between them, Silas sighed.He couldn’t wait to show her the home they’d built, anxiously waiting for her to find her way into their lives.The lakeside retreat was also home to their respective businesses.They’d spent over a year designing the main structure—the process was brutal, but the results were spectacular.If the job with CeCe’s medical center worked out, their location would be perfect.Their home was less than a five-minute drive from the sprawling medical complex.Silas was so lost in thought he almost missed the soft flash of an incoming message on his phone.
Silas and Carson silenced their phones and muted messages before returning upstairs with Fallon, but their efforts were no match for Micah Drake’s wizardry.Carson often commented how he’d love to hire the man away from the Wests but knew mentioning it would be tantamount to treason.Silas silently cursed when he read the message from Kent.He’d hoped Carl Phillips would be able to solve the puzzle—but hadn’t expected the man to open the damned cryptex so quickly.By the time Silas sat up, Carson was already looking at his own phone.
As much as he dreaded waking Fallon when she was resting so comfortably, but there wasn’t a chance in hell he would cut her out of this meeting.He and Carson had both had their hands on her seconds earlier, and she’d cuddled closer, but the moment he spoke her name, Fallon’s eyes opened, and she was scrambling from the bed.What the hell?He didn’t think she was fully awake as she searched frantically for her clothes.
“Sweetheart, slow down.The place isn’t on fire.”His calming tone did very little to settle her frantic movements.
“Fallon, stop.”Carson’s command was stern, but he hadn’t raised his voice.It was satisfying to watch her freeze in place, leaving little doubt Fallon Foster was a natural submissive.Her nature was perfect for them but also allowed people to manipulate her if her well-being wasn’t their first concern.Frowning to himself, Silas made a mental note to talk to Carson about how they could protect her without stifling her independence.“Kent asked us to come downstairs because Carl solved the puzzle.He didn’t pull the parchment from the cylinder because he felt it was something you should do.Fallon blinked several times, trying to bring the world around her into focus before things must have started falling into place.
“He solved the puzzle?Already?Wow.”Fallon shook her head as if the sharp movement would dislodge the cobwebs from her mind.“How long was I asleep?”Glancing at a nearby alarm clock, Fallon frowned.“Wait.We’ve only been upstairs for a… well, not that long considering most of the time was spent playing mattress mambo.Obvious his reputation as a master at this sort of thing is well earned.”She’d resumed her frantic search for clothing, tossing their discarded pieces onto the bed as she looked for something to wear.“Oh, for heaven’s sake, what am I doing?I can’t wear the same thing downstairs.Holy hell, I wonder if mind-blowing orgasms always render people dim-witted?If I spend very much time with the two of you, I’ll be sitting in the corner babbling incoherently and eating pudding with my fingers.”
Silas gave up trying to keep a straight face and burst out laughing.Carson was grinning like the cat who’d swallowed the canary as he pulled a clean pair of jeans from the dresser.“Cher, your clothes are in the closet.”Silas regained his composure, dressing quickly, then leaning against the door frame, watching Fallon search each of the drawers in the enormous walk-in closet.
“What are you looking for, Sweetheart?”
“Underwear.All of my panties and bras are gone.What the heck is that about?”Looking at the jeans and shirt in her hand, she tilted her head to the side, and he could practically hear the questions racing through her mind.“Whose are these?Holy Helen of Troy.I almost put on someone else’s clothes.Yikes.”