Training Their Mate(36)

She couldn’t breathe. Her mouth gulped in air and she buried her head in her hands as she spiraled out of control.

“Jesus, but you’re so fucking tight.”

His subsequent thrust tipped her over the edge and way past the point of no return. As he pinched her nipples, it was as if she was swimming in a sensual fog, unaware of anything but the two of them in a tight embrace.

She clamped her hands over her ears to keep the blood from pounding.

“Come for me, slave.”

His voice, while muddled, finally registered and the joy in knowing she could give in to her urges filled her with unbridled ecstasy.

His hands slipped to her hips and his grip tightened. He pumped hard and fast, and she let the joy take over. Her release splintered her, scattering her thoughts in every direction, while her pussy burned and sang.

The hottest fire raged inside her as his climax shot powerfully inside her. His cock expanded and pulsed. He slid his hands around her and held on tight as if he never wanted to let her go. Or at least, she allowed herself to imagine the joy of him never releasing her.

Only when their breaths calmed did he pull out. “Relax. I need to clean you up.”

Since the table was wide open to the middle, she lowered one leg to the floor and followed it with the other. Her chest dropped onto the top. The door behind her opened and she figured the blindfold wasn’t necessary. Besides, she wanted to get a good look at the huge object that had just impaled her.

She was just getting her second wind when he came back with a towel. His eyes widened, but he said nothing about the blindfold removal. She lowered her gaze from his face to his huge cock that didn’t seem to have gone down an inch.

“You’re huge, Master.”

“The better to fuck you with, my dear.”

She was surprised the man had a sense of humor. He swiped the warm cloth between her legs and even the act of him caring for her made her heart skip a beat.

“Anyone home?” The shout came from the living room.

Oh, crap. Dante was here.

“In the playroom,” Trax shouted.

Why did he have to do that? She tried to edge past him to grab her clothes, but he stopped her. She looked up to see if he wanted her to hide. He grinned and pulled her in front of him.

The door opened and Dante strode in. The light coming from the living room obscured his features but his stance widened and he hooked his thumbs in his jeans, looking like a gunslinger ready to shoot.





Chapter Twelve

“Well hell. If I had known you wanted to get laid, you should have called me.”

Liz hadn’t wanted to get laid. She wanted to make love with Trax. There was a big difference. “Trax was comforting me.”

“I’m sure he was. Your tits are nice and rosy and your pussy is a sweet pink. Looks like my brother sure did give you a lot of comfort.”

Even though she’d made love with Dante, she tried to cover her pussy with her hands, but that only served to bunch up her tits. “I need to get dressed.”

Dante stepped forward. “What’s your hurry? Looks like Trax here has you all ready and primed.”

While she adored Dante and loved what he did to her body, she wasn’t sure she was ready to swap men.

He kicked off his shoes and lowered his jeans. She wanted some gentle loving. As she stepped forward, Trax held her arms. “I didn’t give you permission to go anywhere.”

How far was he planning to take this Dom thing? She had to decide what if anything she wanted to do about it. Her pussy was vibrating, but when she thought about being taken roughly by Dante, her nipples hardened.

Or did he want to fuck her ass? She wasn’t sure what she thought about that. Dante’s gaze never left hers as he shucked his jeans. His cock stood at attention. With her pussy swollen from Trax, she wasn’t sure he’d even fit.

“How about getting the nipple clamps, Dante? And a plug while you’re over there.”

Nipple clamps? Her nipples were already so tender that even one suck might give her another climax. Dante returned and slid his hands over her tits and pulled on the tips. Electric pulses shot straight to her stomach and then down her inner walls. My God, what the man did to her. His cock was already hard, but she wasn’t sure she wanted something in her ass right now.

Trax leaned over her shoulder. “Now you’ll know what it’s like to have two men love you. But don’t worry, I’ll hold Dante back.”

Did that mean they’d fuck her ass another time?

Paper tore and as she twisted her head, Trax tightened his grip. “Let it be a surprise. You’ll like it so much better.”

Dante reached around her and waved the plug in front of her face. It looked huge.