One Ring (Suncoast Society #28)(25)

“This could be for life,” Carl said.

Don nodded. “I know. That’s what I’m hoping.”

“Okay,” Carl said, clapping him on the shoulder. “Then let’s go f*ck our sweet subbie’s brains out and check some stuff off of her sexual bucket list and ours.”





Mel was trembling with need by the time the men joined her in the bedroom. As ordered, she was waiting on her hands and knees on the bed.

She heard them getting things ready, and, in a couple of minutes, felt the mattress dip behind her.

A gloved hand touched her ass. Don. “We’ll go slow. If it hurts, you say so immediately, understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

She heard the snick of a lube container being opened, and then felt his finger begin to rub some of the cool goo against her virgin rim.

This was really going to happen!

Carl climbed onto the bed next to her and buckled a leather collar around her neck. “When we’re playing you wear a collar so you remember whose good girl you are.” He grabbed her by the chin and made her look up into his green gaze. “Tell us who you belong to.”

“I belong to my Sirs, Don and Carl.”

He leaned in and kissed her, hard, deep, his tongue exploring, sucking on her lower lip before letting her go. “Good girl. Forehead on the bed, keep your pretty ass in the air.”

She did, closing her eyes.

Carl was doing something else, because she felt the bed move. Then he reached under her, found her right breast, and started playing with it. His fingers tormented, teased, drawing her nipple into a tight, aching peak.

And then…she felt the bite of a nipple clamp being attached.

She let out a cry.

“That’s our gooood girl,” Don cooed. “Such a good girl.”

She’d thought about safewording, but something about his tone of voice drove it back, hard. Already, the ache was receding, even as her clit throbbed.

“Hey, look at that,” Carl said. Then a hand reached between her * lips and swiped down her *. “She’s literally dripping wet. I think that’s a first for her with us.”

Fingers pressed against her lips and she sucked on them, tasting herself, a blissful haze settling in over her thoughts.

“That’s because she’s our good girl and wants us to take care of her the right way,” Don said in full-on Dom tone. “Good girls always get wet for their Sirs. Just wait until she starts getting wet from us making her kneel for us when we get home.”

She softly moaned at that mental image, of awaiting them in the hallway, naked, kneeling, mouth open and ready to suck their cocks.

“She likes that idea,” Carl said. He pulled the fingers from her mouth. Then he started playing with her left nipple. Despite knowing what was coming, she couldn’t help but try to rock her hips against Don’s finger now gently pressing for entrance against her rim.

“Good girl,” Don told her. “Good girls are always eager for their Sirs to get their asses ready for f*cking.”

Then Carl clipped the nipple clamp to her left nipple and she gasped. At the same time, Don slid the finger inside her ass, holding it still and giving her time to adjust.

She heard a hum start. Before she could even think about that, Carl pressed the vibrator against her swollen clit and it felt like the world exploded around her. Her orgasm pulled a howling moan of pleasure from her that had both men praising her. Somewhere around that time, Carl added even more lube and was now actively f*cking her ass with his finger while she was humping herself back and forth between his hand and the vibrator.

Carl’s other hand settled in her hair, fisting it, holding her in place. “That’s it, sweetheart,” he told her. “You let it feel good. We’re going to show you what a good girl you are and keep you well f*cked, just like you asked.”

Had she thought this might be a temporary, one-off thing?

Fuck that noise. She wanted this. She wanted them. The thought of having them both, like this, whenever she wanted, turned any reservations she might have had into melted butter.

Don worked up to f*cking her ass with two fingers, then three, as Carl used the vibrator on her and lightly flicked at the nipple clamps.

After a little while, the hand in her ass disappeared, leaving her moaning.

“Hold on, baby,” Don said. “I’m getting there.” He pressed something against her *. “Breathe through this, because it might be bigger than you’re expecting.”

He started slowly f*cking her ass with it, gaining a little more ground with each press, the butt plug widening, pressing, stretching her, just until she thought she wasn’t going to be able to take it and have to safeword, when the widest point passed through and her body sucked it all the way in.

“Good girl!” both men said.

The vibrator shut off, leaving her gasping, shuddering as the last waves still rolled through her. With every flutter of her *, her ass clamped down on the butt plug, too.

Carl made her sit up, on her knees, made slightly uncomfortable by the large toy embedded in her ass. He removed the right nipple clamp, immediately sucking her nipple into his mouth as she cried out at the stinging pain of blood rushing back into it. Ditto the left.

Apparently she’d missed Don going into the bathroom, because he returned. “Ooh, good, while she’s up.” He grabbed something, and she realized it was the leather wrist cuffs. He buckled them around her wrists, pulling them behind her and clipping her wrists together.