The Men with the Golden Cuffs (Masters and Mercenaries #2)(65)

“Ian Taggart?”

He pressed his pinky finger in slightly, gaining ground. She didn’t flinch. He was sure her mind was working through his words. “Ian Taggart wouldn’t do anything to a sub he hasn’t experienced himself. I might think Ian’s an * of epic proportions half the time, but he’s a good Dom. He takes it seriously. I take it seriously. Not the Dom thing, but sex. This is serious, Serena. It’s supposed to be fun, but I want to take care of you, too.”

Her laughter had died, a somberness taking over. “I think I would like that.”

His finger sank into her ass, the muscles clenching around him. Fuck, she was going to be so tight. He wouldn’t last long in the heat of her ass. He started to f*ck her with his finger, slow and gentle. “I would like that, too. I’ve enjoyed this week. I like preparing your schedule and making sure you have what you need. How do you feel, Serena?”

Her breath came out in a ragged little burst. “Okay. It’s weird. I don’t know that I like it, but I don’t hate it.”

He pulled his pinky out, washed off in the shower, and got the plug ready. He pressed the tip to her anus and applied a little pressure, satisfied by the huff that came out of her. “This is the kind of sex that gets better with time. And a cock is different. Or so I’ve been told.”

“You don’t know?”

He stopped. “No. Despite what my father thinks, I’ve never taken a cock up my ass and have no intentions to.”

“I was joking, Adam.” Serena wiggled her ass, this time seemingly on purpose. “I have no doubt about your heteroness. I have no idea what your dad is thinking. You couldn’t pass for gay if you tried.”

He laughed a little. She was being incredibly sweet. He knew how he could come off at times. But he intended to make sure she never questioned his desire for her. “You say that because you haven’t seen me try. Jake and I have gone undercover as lovers before.”

She stood, obviously forgetting she had orders. “You and Jake?”

It was said with a breathless curiosity that had Adam smiling. “Yes. We’ve discovered it’s an amazing way to get a woman in between us.” He sobered a little. “It’s also a good way to seem innocuous. When someone we’ve got under surveillance thinks we’re gay, they get it in their head that all these muscles are about being attractive, not years of training. They discount that either of us could be dangerous.”

Her eyes roamed his body, stopping on the freshest of his scars, a puckered, circular scar in the center of a neat, surgical one.

“It looks like someone didn’t underestimate you.” Her voice sounded small as though she was just understanding his job was dangerous.

“Oh, no, this is courtesy of a man who definitely underestimated me. He also got the jump on me because I was attempting to save Grace at the time.” He caught her hand and brought it to touch the scar on his abdomen. She needed to understand. “This is who I am, Serena. This isn’t my only scar. This was a bullet to the gut.” He moved her hand to a silvery scar on his chest. “This I got in Afghanistan. If you look at my back, there’s a knife wound from some close quarter fighting in Iraq.”

She touched a small scar over his left brow. “And here?”

He smiled. “I was ten, fell down at boarding school. I think I was trying to climb over a fence I wasn’t supposed to climb at the time.”

“I don’t care how many scars you have, Adam. I think you’re beautiful.” Her chin came up as though she was just daring him to deny her.

So sweet. She was beyond what he needed. She was practically perfect.

“I think you’re gorgeous, sweetheart.” He leaned over and kissed her, putting his mouth on hers, reveling in the way she softened under him. “Now turn around and let me do what I need to do. You want both of us, don’t you? You have to know we won’t take you until you’re ready. We don’t want to hurt you.”

She nodded and turned back, finding her previous position. He could tell she was nervous by the tight lines of her body. She might have written this scene before, but she’d certainly never performed it. He was going to give her a whole new perspective. Helping Serena explore this side of herself would bind them all together. It would be the gift they gave each other.

She shivered a little. The water was still hot, so Adam chalked it up to nerves. He lubed up the plug. Once it was in, she wouldn’t be nervous again. She would know that it was just a necessary discomfort, and after the first few minutes, it wouldn’t even be terribly uncomfortable.

He pressed the plug to her rosette and began to work it in. He moved in little bursts, gaining an inch here and there and then pulling back, f*cking her ass gently. Her back moved, her hands clenching, but she didn’t protest or try to pull away.

“How are you doing, Serena?” He pushed the plug in, her anus fighting him, but slowly opening.

“I’m fine. I don’t know if I like it.”

He couldn’t help but smile. He gained another inch, the plug beginning to sink into her bottom. “What if I told you it’s an acquired taste, and once you’ve acquired it, you’ll never want to go back. It’s dark and dirty and so f*cking intimate. You’ll want one of us in your * and the other in your ass all the time.”