STORY EXCERPT

Alex was suddenly really glad for his martial arts training and quick reflexes.

Malcolm Richards—employee, very large, highly trained Dom, and a man he thought of as a friend—looked ready to kill him. Alex held up his hands in supplication. Whatever the problem was they were both old enough to settle it without throwing punches…he hoped.

“What did you do to her?”

“Her?” Alex asked, his thoughts immediately turning back to Sophie and her fearful response when she’d learned he and Adrian owned Viper’s Dungeon.

“Sophie,” Malcolm practically growled. His tone of voice was a damn good reminder why he was the head of security here. “Sophie Richards.”

Oh shit! Richards? Malcolm’s sister? Cousin? Some kind of female relation? It was a fairly common family name and until this very moment Alex hadn’t put two and two together.

“Adrian and I spent the night with her,” he said, figuring that it was best to get the whole story out there as quickly as possible. “She’s very special to both of us. We have no intention of hurting her.”

“Too fucking late,” Malcolm said, his fists clenching and unclenching as he tried to control his temper. For a man who was usually tightly controlled and very much in charge, it was an interesting thing to see him struggle with his rage like this. It was also a little unnerving to be the target of the man’s wrath.

Alex wouldn’t go down without a fight, but they could do each other a lot of physical damage if this conversation spiraled out of control.

“What happened?” Alex asked, trying to keep his voice calm. Considering that every muscle in his body was tensed for a fight, it took way more effort than usual. “Did Sophie call you?”

Malcolm closed his eyes and took a couple of deep breaths.

“No,” he said, his fists still clenching and unclenching. “I called her and she accused me of setting her up.”

“Why would she think that?” Alex asked, trying to relax his muscles as Malcolm’s obvious attempt to calm down seemed to lessen the chances of a physical altercation.

“Because Viper’s Dungeon is why she divorced me.”

“She’s your ex-wife?” This was bad, really, really bad. Every member of the club knew Malcolm was still in love with his ex-wife. The fact that it was Sophie somehow didn’t surprise Alex. After only one night he wasn’t willing to let her go either.

 Malcolm took a step back and leaned against the wall. He folded his arms and shook his head, staring at the ground as he finally began to explain. “She hates the idea of being a submissive. She never even let me explain the lifestyle I wanted for us both. She just walked away.”

“I’m sorry,” Alex said. He wasn’t apologizing for wanting Sophie. He was only sorry that Malcolm knew what it was like to love the woman and not have that feeling returned. “I doubt it helps, but she pretty much did the same when she learned about me and Adrian. The three of us had an amazing night together, the type of night we hoped might lead to something more permanent, and with a few words it was over.”

“So you’re walking away from her? You’ve had your fun?” Malcolm’s anger was back full force and this time Alex didn’t need an explanation why.

“No, we’re not walking away. We’re giving her space.”

Malcolm shook his head, calming down a little. “It doesn’t work. I’ve given her five years of ‘space.’” He practically spat the word. “She thinks being submissive will make her a sex slave.”

“She’s too independent to be a slave,” Alex said as confusion swirled through him. It had seemed obvious to both him and Adrian that Sophie would only ever submit in the bedroom. She was a strong-willed woman and she would never be happy being told what to do in her day-to-day life.

“I know,” Malcolm said quietly. “But she’s also stubborn enough to not listen.”

“So where do we go from here?” Alex asked.

Malcolm shook his head. “I don’t know.”

“She’s naturally submissive in the bedroom.”

Malcolm glared at him angrily but nodded in agreement.

“If she’s not going to listen, maybe it’s time to show her what our lifestyle is about.”

“Good luck with that,” Malcolm said sarcastically. “You’ll never get her to step foot in this place voluntarily and if you even think about forcing her, I won’t even bother to try and stop myself from ripping you in half.”

Alex smiled. He had no doubt that Malcolm meant every word, but it also proved that he was as protective of Sophie as he and Adrian felt. This wasn’t a territorial “she was mine first” reaction. They were the words of a man who truly cared for his ex-wife.

“I was thinking more along the lines of introducing her to Emma and Maya, perhaps even Bianca if it’s not too soon since the baby’s birth. I think they’d be willing to help us all find the path to true love.”

Malcolm grunted, but didn’t say anything. It wasn’t until that moment that Alex realized he was already thinking of Malcolm as part of the relationship with a woman he and Adrian both adored. Sophie had already accepted two men in her bed at one time.

Perhaps she would consider three.

“I need to make a few phone calls.”

ADULT EXCERPT

A trickle of cool water over her mound took her by surprise, her natural instinct to flinch away easily thwarted by her bonds. What she assumed was shaving gel felt a little warmer as Malcolm caressed it over her outer pussy lips.

Adrian and Alex took turns distracting her, alternating between kissing her breathless and licking her nipples. By the time Malcolm had scraped the razor over every quivering inch of her pussy, she was damn near ready to come.

But he wasn’t finished. A quick adjustment of the table pulled her ass lower, her anus most likely exposed to his attentions. She could feel a blush steal over her entire body as he caressed shaving gel over and around her tiny bud. The gentle touch of the razor that close to so many nerve endings felt naughty and forbidden but somehow amazingly erotic at the same time.

“Well look at that,” Malcolm said to the other two men in the room as he rinsed cool water over her pussy and ass. “She also has a very pretty virgin asshole.”

Virgin asshole?

If she hadn’t been breathless with excitement she might have blurted the question, but her thoughts scattered once more as he rinsed her thoroughly, patted her skin dry, and then reached for something on the medical tray. The cold touch of gel made her wonder if he’d missed a few hairs, but when his finger pushed into her ass, his meaning finally dawned on her.

Her virgin asshole wasn’t likely to be virgin much longer.

Adrian and Alex continued to distract her, their hands, lips, and tongues touching every inch of her upper body as Malcolm slid his finger gently into and out of her ass. She nearly screamed when his warm tongue traveled over her newly denuded mound, licking and laving the incredibly sensitive skin.

She shook on the verge of orgasm, her body a riot of sensations she had no hope to control.

Adrian moved to lean over her, his face filling her field of vision as Malcolm shoved a second finger deep into her ass and sucked so hard on her clit her eyes couldn’t focus.

“Come for us, little sub,” Adrian ordered in a kind but bossy tone.

She could do nothing but comply, screaming as climax shook her immobilized body, the sensations somehow more intense when she realized she truly couldn’t move. All three men continued to torment her, their intimate touches prolonging the feeling, her climax going on and on and on.

Finally she closed her eyes, sagging against the table as if she’d run a marathon at top speed. It took a few moments of semiconsciousness to finally realize that Malcolm still had two fingers buried deep in her ass.

He started to move then, his fingers sliding into her ass over and over, the nerve endings flaring to life again and again until she thought she’d go insane. When he pushed in a third finger, she gasped from the heated sting, her anal muscles pulsing rhythmically as her breathing faltered.

“It’s okay, little sub,” Alex said as he brushed a loose curl out of her eyes. “It’s about to feel a whole lot better.”

She whimpered at the loss as Malcolm pulled his fingers from her back passage and then watched nervously as he removed the gloves, reached for a condom, and then sheathed his hard cock. Holy fuck, she’d been so involved in her own pleasure she hadn’t even noticed him take off the doctor’s face mask or drop his trousers.

He held her gaze as he squeezed lubrication from a tube and then thoroughly coated his condom-clad erection. She held her breath at the first slippery touch of his cock against her throbbing asshole, but another hard pinch on her nipple had her gasping for air.

“Relax,” Adrian ordered in a tone that was no longer indulgent. He was suddenly as dominating as Alex and Malcolm, his demeanor very serious as Malcolm slowly pushed the head of his cock into her anus. She gasped, trying to pull away from the horrible sting, her confinement a little bit frightening.

“It hurts,” she whispered, blinking rapidly as tears threatened to fill her eyes.

“Are you using your safe word, little sub?” Adrian asked, once again blocking her field of vision as he leaned over her.

She shook her head, the awful pain stealing her voice.

“Give us a color, little sub. Red or yellow?”

She was about to scream the word “red” when something changed, the heated sting in her ass morphing into something far more appealing. She hesitated, staring into Adrian’s eyes as pleasure began to take over. She moaned, wanting now to move closer, to demand Malcolm thrust deeper.

“Red or yellow, Sophie?” Adrian practically growled.

“Green?” she offered on yet another soft moan.

Adrian closed his eyes, his relief seeming to flow through her as well. “Does that mean you don’t want to stop, little brat?”

“Sorry,” she offered as Malcolm slid a little further into her ass. “I just…um…panicked for a moment.”

“No, little sub,” Adrian said with a slightly feral grin, “you forgot to trust your Doms. When Malcolm is finished fucking that beautiful ass, I’m going to smack it until it glows in the dark.”

Malcolm groaned as her ass squeezed around him, her reaction to the thought of another spanking not at all what she’d been expecting.

Adrian shook his head and whispered one word.

“Perfect.”