The Men with the Golden Cuffs (Masters and Mercenaries #2)(95)

He worked her over with an unrelenting hand. And still she didn’t cry. When he was done, Adam helped her stand and her face was red, but not a tear fell.

He’d tried to push past her walls, but they were too high to ever climb over.

“Are you all right?” It was a question he asked every sub. The answer was clear, but she lied again. One more wall.

“I’m fine, Sir.”

“Then get on your knees.” Even though his heart felt like it was going to shatter, he still f*cking wanted her. He opened his leathers, setting his cock free. “There’s a way to thank your Dom for his discipline. Should I spell it out for you?”

Finally, she cracked a smile. “I think I know where this is going. Thank you, Sir. The discipline was enlightening.”

It should have been a bonding experience. It should have been deep and emotional and transformative, and he was pretty sure she was simply storing the memories for later use.

“Give me your hands.” He unlocked the cuffs and set them aside. He would love to see her in full bondage. He adored the cuffs. If she was his, he would carry them with him always so he could bind his little sub whenever the need arose. If she was truly his, she would find herself cuffed and f*cked in the oddest of places, the experiences creating a bond between them.

But she wasn’t his, and seeing her in those damn cuffs made his heart hurt. He should have stuck to rope.

Adam was right about the emotion in the room, but he was wrong that it went both ways. Jake was the only one who was getting torn to shreds. But he would have some compensation.

“Suck me. Take my cock and swallow me down. Everything I give you.” His unruly cock didn’t care that his heart was aching. It wanted one thing and one thing only—Serena. He was a little worried he would never want anyone else again. Serena had spoiled him for all other women.

Adam helped her to her knees. “Clench your cheeks, love. It’s hard at first, but you can do it.”

She smiled up at him as she settled in. “Will I get punished if it comes out?”

“Yes, I think the big bad Dom there has an endless need to punish you tonight,” Adam said, pulling her hair back. “You should do what he says. You should eat that big dick up. I think you should serve both your Masters.”

Adam got to his feet and freed his own cock. Serena’s eyes lit up, looking from Jake to Adam and back again. She licked those f*ck-me lips of hers and then leaned over, her tongue sucking Jake’s cock inside as she palmed Adam.

Pure, white pleasure suffused him as Serena sucked him. She was awkward at first, working her mouth around his cock, trying to find a rhythm.

This was how it should be, the three of them together. But he’d screwed it all up.

He closed his eyes and let the heat of her mouth wash over him. Her tongue whirled around his dick, encasing him in pleasure. The tension made his every muscle hard. She sucked him in long passes, and then moved to Adam, squeezing Jake with her hand.

He watched as her mouth closed over Adam’s cock. He’d been told it was perverse, but f*ck he liked watching. He liked watching and knowing he wasn’t alone in pleasuring and taking care of a woman.

Serena switched back and forth, sucking them both in turn. She licked up and down Jake’s cock, pulling him up so she could kiss and tongue his balls. They were so tight, waiting to shoot off.

Adam groaned as she sucked him, and then Adam’s head fell back as he came in her mouth. Serena obediently swallowed everything he gave her and then turned those big green eyes on Jake. She looked so damned pleased with herself. They were her tutors. She was a student who thought she was going to get an A. There wasn’t emotion in her eyes, just self-satisfaction.

Well, she wasn’t finished yet.

He tangled his hands in her hair. “I’m going to f*ck your mouth, Serena. Are you going to let me?”

“Yes, Sir.” She was already leaning forward, obviously eager to do her duty.

He shoved his cock in, letting his need to dominate take control. It was the only f*cking control he had. He pushed in, listening to her breathe through her nose, finding the rhythm that was right for both of them. He pushed in, gaining ground each time. Her mouth was small, but she seemed determined. Her tongue whirled, stroking the underside of his dick with a force, lighting him up. He felt his balls pulse, his spine tingle.

She was everything he wanted in a woman. Smart and creative and able to handle them both. But she didn’t want that. All she wanted was this, the power exchange. He tried to hold it off. He f*cked in and out, pulling and pushing, taking everything she gave, but it felt too good to last. He couldn’t take another second. He drove to the back of her throat. She swallowed around him, and he was lost.

His come spurted out in jets, white-hot pleasure shooting through his body.

He came down with a little crash. Serena was licking him clean, her tongue lavishing him with affection. It was a sweet sight. His woman on her knees, giving him her love.

But it wasn’t love. She was in subspace. And he wasn’t close to Domspace. All his dumb ass wanted was to tell her he loved her and take her to bed. He wanted to get her between him and Adam and never let her go. After they’d loved her senseless, they could gently move her toward marriage and a family.

He wanted to be her slave.

He pulled his cock out of her mouth, forcing himself back to reality. She didn’t love them, wouldn’t welcome the declaration. He would just make a fool of himself, and he’d done enough of that. He needed to stop and think for two f*cking seconds. He wasn’t willing to give up, not exactly. But they all needed time. They’d jumped in with both feet and forced a situation. Serena wanted a Dom. They could give her two. He would wrap her up in a contract and slowly start wearing her down.