He was silent for a long moment, studying her before he said, “What about you? What if I wish to share you with another man?”
“Do you?”
He shrugged. “In the future I may. It is almost like bonding ritual to allow men I trust to give you pleasure. For many, many years I was third with couples so I could share their love, so I could be close to woman without endangering her. Was only way I can love. Now I want to share what we have with a few of my friends, to show them what is waiting for them when they find their woman. Is my way to show my love.”
Ice filled her veins. “I see.”
“That makes you angry?”
“Well, I’m not exactly happy to hear that the only way you can love a woman is if you share her with another man.”
“No, that is wrong. Translation was bad. I mean I could only be affectionate with a woman if she belonged to another, if her heart was safely his. I never had a woman love me, just me. She always love her Master and was friend with me. You are only woman who I have ever had for my own, only woman who has my heart, ever.”
She hugged him tight, rubbing her face against his chest. “Thank you.”
With a gentle touch he rubbed her back. “I can only hope to someday win your heart as well, zaika moya. Please give me chance to show you how good things will be.”
“Oh, Dimitri, don’t you know? You already have my heart.”
He stiffened against her. “Do you mean it?”
“I wouldn’t be here if you didn’t.” Standing up on her tip toes she threaded her fingers through his thick hair and tilted his head in her direction. “Kiss me.”
The first gentle brush of his lips sent warmth flooding to her sex and she sighed against his mouth, caressing his tongue with her own as he slowly devoured her. A delicious, amazing rush of emotions filled her until she was smiling into the kiss, so happy she couldn’t contain it so she tried to put her joy into her touch, to let him know what he made her feel, to try and share this pleasure with him. He responded eagerly, nibbling at her lips, his hands roaming her body and awakening her nerves.
By the time they came up for air she was panting and Dimitri’s rock hard erection pressed into her body. When she wiggled against him he gave a pained laugh. “Come, Gia and Ivan are waiting for us.”
“Are you okay with my Topping Gia with Ivan?”
“Okay?” He took her hand and rubbed it against his stiff cock. “More than okay. Is very sexy.”
Giggling, she gave him a squeeze and followed him to the door with the keypad. After entering the code it slid open and Rya followed Dimitri into the dungeon. The lighting was low and it took her eyes a few moments to adjust to the room. The first thing she noticed was the gleam of chrome and she let out a little sigh of pleasure as she took in all the toys available to play with. This wasn’t some tiny personal dungeon, but more like an adult playground.
The walls were a deep, almost blood-red color and the floors were made of smooth, dull black tiles. Sheer black cloth had been draped artfully from the ceiling, giving the feeling of being inside of some kind of exotic tent. Soft music came from hidden speakers and she shivered when Dimitri began to caress her back, the mournful violins in the song sending chills through her. The scent of leather and orange oil filled the air and she let her gaze wander until she found Ivan and Gia.
Gia’s hair was twisted up into a bun and the other woman was completely nude while kneeling next to her Master with her head down, her hands resting on her spread thighs. Gold gleamed against Gia’s dark, erect nipples and Rya smiled at the sight of those lovely piercings. For a moment jealousy intruded on her desire at the knowledge of Dimitri seeing Gia naked, but those thoughts were soon swept away by his lips rubbing against her ear, then his gentle licks that made her body warm beneath his caress.
“You have my permission to do whatever you wish with Gia, but no touching Ivan. Understood?”
“Yes, Master,” she whispered, her gaze darting to Ivan who stood next to Gia with his shirt off wearing a pair of loose black pants.
He was definitely a good looking man, well-built and bulkier than Dimitri with a for sure scary, no-bullshit, look in his eyes. Between Dimitri and Ivan she was on testosterone overload and her clit throbbed with the need for her Master’s touch. Ivan gave her a small smile that helped ease some of her apprehension before speaking to Dimitri in Russian.
Turning Rya to face him, Dimitri studied her. “I will watch at first. Ivan will help you discipline Gia, and if you do a good job I will fuck you.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I will put you in a chastity belt while I jack off on your tits and let Gia lick it off.”