Chapter 19
Ian watched as Jace carried Callie back in to the bedroom. He could hear him whispering to her. “Just let us take care of you. Follow our directions and this is going to rock your world, sweetness. When your Master comes in, he’s going to lie on this lounger. But before we begin, I’m going to make sure that luscious pussy of yours is all wet with your sweet juices. This is also going to be a new position for you. We’ll call this ‘present.’ Up on the bed, you go. Now, on your knees, but instead of your hands, put your forearms on the bed. Perfect, now arch your back and spread those beautiful legs wide.”
Ian stood in the doorway watching as Jace taught Callie one of their favorite positions for subs. The “present” position was the perfect mix of display and submission in Ian’s opinion. Every fold was opened up like the soft petals of a summer rose, displaying the treasure within. Ian could see Callie falling under the spell of Jace’s gentle touch. It was clear that she was extremely responsive to both sides of BDSM play. She craved the dominance and control, but she had also felt the pleasure-pain connection quickly each time they’d used it with her.
But the tiny beauty seemed to respond equally to touch that was pure seduction also, and that pleased Ian more than he was willing to admit. Even though he had a reputation as one of the darker Doms around, it wasn’t an entirely accurate description. He’d just found it convenient to hide behind that image. He used it as a shield against woman who would have pursued him for money or connections. Most of the women he met were society leeches or social-climbing bimbos, and it was easy to let his reputation filter out a lot of woman who were only interested in one kind of power exchange—the sort where his power became their own. He had found it easier to keep his sexual encounters framed within very strictly structured and negotiated scenes inside Club Isola. Hell, his personal playroom had yet to even be used. He’d begun to think it had been a huge waste of time and money—until Callie rowed herself into his life. Callie Reece was the first woman he’d actually considered building a future with since he’d been a teenager with delusional dreams perpetrated by the sexual predator his father had married.
He smiled as he watched Callie begin to move as if her body was following music only she could hear.Ah, my sweet sub, the dance of submission begins.He finally spoke up, “Make her tell us how she feels. I want to make certain she is aware of exactly what her body is feeling.”
When she didn’t respond immediately, Jace asked, “Did you hear Master Ian, sweetness? Best give him what he’s asked for.”
“Yes, Sir. I heard him…I was just trying to find the words to describe the feelings…and it is hard to describe what’s happening with my body when my thoughts feel like the soft mist that falls from a heavy fog on a spring morning.” Ian loved the breathy quality of her voice and the picture she had painted with words that had told him more than she knew. Suddenly he couldn’t wait to take her to visit his father’s homeland. She had just told him how much she’d enjoy that trip.
“Well, pet, let’s try this. I’ll ask you direct questions. Let’s see if that works better for you.” Ian let his voice drop deeper in timbre and cadence as he fought for his own control as well as hers.
“Oh, yes, please. I think, oh well…um, I think I can do that…maybe…probably. I’ll try, oh God, it feels so good, I can barely think straight.” Ian looked up at Jace and nearly laughed out loud at his friend’s cocky grin. Ian knew full well that Jace Garrett had the skills to bring almost any woman to climax within seconds. He could also leave a woman on the edge of release for hours, and right now he was clearly enjoying the process.
“Pet, I want you to describe what Master Jace’s fingers are doing.” Even he could hear the roughness of his voice. He wasn’t going to be able to stall very much longer, he wanted her too badly.
“His fingers are making me so…oh, so…it’s like my whole body is lighting up on the inside. And I can’t think of anything but what it’s going to feel like to have both of you inside me at the same time. Oh, please.”
Jace leaned over her. “Please what, sweetness? What do you need?” Ian had already moved the narrow lounger. He was going to burst if he didn’t get inside her sweet cunt right away. Jesus, who was he kidding? He was likely to burst just from the sweet sensation of sinking into her. Jace picked her up easily and moved her to where Ian lay back, waiting. “Step over him and sink him into your pussy, sweetness. We are going to double fuck you, now.”
Ian watched as her eyes went wide and then flashed with a primal arousal that only a Dom could truly appreciate. He heard his own groan of satisfaction as she let herself down over his cock, impaling herself in one slow, torturous slide. She was so tight from the plug that Jace had pushed into her nether hole that he was fighting for his own control the instant he felt her muscles start to flutter around him. He looked up and saw her eyes were closed. “Open your eyes, pet. I want your gaze locked on mine. If you close your eyes again, I’ll consider it an attempt to close me out—like not taking my calls—and you’ll get added swats tomorrow night for it.” Honestly, his words were more for his own benefit than hers. He was desperately trying to maintain his control, and he was grasping wildly at straws for any distraction.
He was pleased to see her comply immediately, and he smiled his approval. “Such a good girl. You are so very beautiful, love. I can’t begin to tell you how much you are pleasing us both.” He flexed his pelvic muscles, causing his cock to shift inside her, and he watched the pulse point at the base of her neck as her heart kicked up and her breathing became even shallower. “Now, lie down against my chest. That’s exactly right. Now relax your muscles and let Master Jace remove the plug so he can replace it with something that is going to give you a lot more pleasure.”
The lounger they were using had been designed by Ian, and he considered it one of his best ideas ever. It was beautifully crafted out of mahogany with thick padding and a tufted leather top. It was the perfect height to allow his sweet sub to fuck herself with his cock just by flexing her knees as she straddled his body. And it was narrow enough that she wouldn’t tire out quickly and Ian had only to move his legs to the side to spread hers further apart and make room for Jace to position himself behind her and slip into her ass.
When Callie pressed her breasts against his chest, she groaned at the sensation, and he knew that the hair on his chest would feel particularly abrasive against her ultrasensitive nipples. He could hardly wait until tomorrow night—seeing her in nipple clamps and chains was going to be a wet dream come true. Tomorrow was going to be a test of sorts for her. If she weathered the storm they had planned for her, he would never let her go.
Ian wrapped his left arm tightly around her, hell, she was so tiny his arm easily encircled her entire back. He used his right hand to run small circles at the small of her back. That was a sensitive spot for many women, but he’d noticed it was a particularly responsive area for Callie. Almost immediately she was lifting into his touch. He pressed down and warned, “Stay still, pet. Let Master Jace work his magic on your sweet little ass.”
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All of Callie’s best intentions to keep her heart out of Ian’s reach had clearly been nuked, there just wasn’t any other possible explanation.Well, there was always the possibility that I’ve finally gone completely over the edge of sanity, but really like the nuked idea better.She’d been glad when Ian had pulled her against his chest because holding his gaze had just been too intense. His eyes alone could push her over the ledge into the free fall of orgasm. At least now that she wasn’t face-to-face with him she could close her eyes and bask in his and Jace’s combined touches. Ian’s hand moving in small circles on her lower back felt deliciously possessive. That spot had always been particularly sensitive for her. Feeling Ian’s hand pressing against her as they’d walked in to Club Isola the other night had almost made her knees go out from under her.
She moaned as Jace fucked her ass with the plug before removing it. She felt the cool gel and then the searing heat of his cockhead as he began pressing into her.Oh my God in heaven, he’s so huge! How will he ever fit? And Ian is already taking up a lot of my real estate.“Oh God, you are both so huge. And I really don’t think you are both going to fit inside me. But if I die from this, I’m going to go as one very happy camper, I just thought you should know.”
She screamed as Jace slammed the rest of the way in her. He had gotten part way in and then given her the rest of his length in one sudden thrust. She felt herself starting to climax and knew she didn’t have their permission to let go yet, so she was desperately trying to think of anything to distract her. She remembered having to learn the Gettysburg Address in American Government, so she started reciting that in her head. But as soon as she got to the part about all men being created equal she got sidetracked because it was so obviously not true. Really, it was completely false if you asked her. After all, these men were endowed with more than the average person’s inalienable rights…oh wait, that was the US Constitution…no, that was from the Declaration of Independence. Yeah, that’s right…Damn, she just realized she’d said all of that out loud because she heard the soft chuckles from both men.
Ian pushed her up enough to look in to her eyes. “Pet, I have to tell you that was one amazing little journey your mind took. Were you by chance trying to distract yourself so that you wouldn’t come without permission?” She knew he wasn’t angry because his eyes had laugh lines surrounding them, but she wasn’t going to be snarky and risk flipping his “pissy-switch” either.
She held his gaze even though she knew her face was bright red with embarrassment. She finally managed to answer, “Yes. That is exactly what I was trying to do. I didn’t want to let you down, and that was the only thing I could think of. But I sure wish I hadn’t said all that out loud. Geez, this is so embarrassing. But on the plus side, I was able to pull back….oh God.” Just as she’d been about to finish her sentence, they had started moving in and out of her openings so that she had one of them deeply inside her at all times. As Ian pushed against her cervix, Jace would pull back so that the rim of the head of his cock teased the outer ring of muscles surrounding her back hole. And then in a carefully choreographed dance they reversed their movements in a pace far too slow for her liking. As she started trying to push them to go faster, Ian gave her a sharp slap to her ass cheek.
“Stop trying to take the reins,Carlin. That is known as ‘topping from the bottom,’ and it will always be dealt with quickly and harshly. That was your only warning. Now stay still and let us take our pleasure as we send you into orbit.” And good to his word they started picking up the pace until she truly didn’t know anything existed outside of the sensation of having the two of them pushing her body to new heights with each push and tilt of their cocks. She was so close she was worried she wouldn’t be able to hold out any longer when she felt Ian shift his hips forward, and at the exact moment his cock hit the spongy spot at the front of her vagina, he shouted, “Come for us, my love!” and her entire world exploded. She felt as if she had been vaporized by the heat of the two men fucking her and that her entire body had broken up into bits of matter. There was no way she would ever recover, she was sure she was going to die from pure pleasure. She rode wave after wave of her release, and their shouts of completion and the feeling of their seed shooting in hot jetting shots deep inside her sent her over again. Just as she heard herself scream, everything went black and her mind shut down.