Chapter Fourteen

 

 

Thomas watched David and Gabrielle from the security screen on his computer. He’d heard them leave, and his curiosity had gotten the better of him. His afternoon had been tied up in conference calls and thoughts of his friend’s betrayal. It didn’t negate the experience of the lunchtime scene he’d indulged in, but it did mess with his head. It had been his idea to give Gabrielle the collar to protect her from other Dominants while in Sanctuary, but somehow, the actual giving it to her had morphed into something more.

How quickly things got complicated. When David had kissed her in the parking lot, Thomas’ dick had leapt to life. The urgency in his friend and Gabrielle’s obvious sweet, sweet compliance got to him every time. From the first moment he’d met her, he’d recognized that something special in her, a sort of jaded innocence that called to him. He’d had no power to resist her then, and now that his plan to push them together was going as smoothly as he’d expected, he was feeling a pang of regret.

Maybe, he needed to slow down his plan and take some time to savor the relationship the three of them were building. It would end sooner or later, but either way, it would suck. Thomas shook his head. No, this wasn’t a relationship. It was three people finding their way through a lifestyle that set them apart. An exploration of their sexuality that delved deeper than it probably should. He couldn’t help it. The need to peel the layers back from Gabrielle and see to the heart of her mental and physical needs drove him. Instead of wanting more, he should be pleased with the connection between David and Gabrielle and working to exploit it.

He stared closer at the screen, watching Gabrielle’s body language. There was no doubt submission suited her. But something was still missing. He studied her hooded eyes. Recognized the heat, loved the aching arousal. Now, he needed to discover what waited beneath the obvious. Patience and perseverance always won out. He’d discover it soon enough then he’d earn her complete and total surrender once and for all.

Thomas turned off the security monitor and flipped open his email. He had to get his mind off his new submissive and back on the work at hand. He had a missing accountant with a substantial amount of his money and some new groups clamoring to move into Sanctuary. By the time he made it home tonight, he would need some stress relief, and he had a pretty good idea of who would serve that need.

Wicked thoughts of Gabrielle on her back, spread eagle with her wrists and ankles bound, having her pain threshold tested gave him just the boost he needed to hurry up and get this work done and his ass home.

* * * *

After a quick stop at her place for some of her things, they’d arrived at Thomas’s house in time to meet the Chinese food deliveryman. While they ate, David received a call on his cell phone and disappeared into the other room. Gabby settled into the kitchen and savored her favorite meal of beef lo mein and springrolls. In the peace and quiet, her thoughts wandered to Thomas. She looked forward to his arrival and the mysterious plans he and David had for her tonight.

She shivered in anticipation. How they would top this afternoon she had no idea, but she trusted Thomas to take them all where they needed to go. Just being in his kitchen again reminded her of the last time she’d been here and the delicious things they’d done.

She set down her food as her appetite for food disappeared, quickly replaced with renewed desire. After this afternoon, she wanted more of them. It still seemed a little wrong to want two men in bed with her, but she wanted to work through that hang up. If she cared for both men and everyone was on the same page, it shouldn’t be a bad thing at all.

“Sorry about that. Thomas needed some information from me, and he had a few instructions to pass on.” David entered the kitchen and took a seat across from her.

Gabby noticed the amusement in his voice as he spoke the last part, and that same shiver snaked down her back again. They were definitely up to something.

“It’s not a problem. I’m finished here anyway so I’ll just get everything cleaned up while you eat.”

David grabbed her hand. “I’m not hungry for food anymore, either.” He pulled her up from the chair and into his arms, holding her. “Let’s hurry up and take care of this mess, and I’ll show you exactly what I’m thinking about.”

Gabby grinned. “Yes, Sir.”

She moved quickly around the kitchen, disposing of the trash and washing the few dishes they’d dirtied. In less than ten minutes, she’d finished and turned to find David propped against the island, watching her.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing at all. Just wondering if you have any idea how much I love your body.” He shifted then, moved toward her. “You forgot something.”

Gabby turned and searched the room for anything she’d left behind in her cleanup efforts.

“No, Gabrielle, not in the kitchen. I’m talking about you. Something you were supposed to do. One of the first instructions you were given.”

She had no idea what the hell he was talking about as she racked her brain for the answer.

“The house rule, Gabrielle.”

Oh my God. Thomas had established only one rule for her anytime she was in residence here. No clothes.

“I forgot all about it.” Her hands flew to her blouse and quickly stripped it off, followed by the skirt covering her ample hips. Cool air brushed against her skin, and her nipples puckered tightly. “I guess since Thomas isn’t here, I just didn’t think about it.”

“I see. So if Thomas isn’t around, you don’t want to follow rules or obey?”

Gabby saw a storm brewing in his eyes.

“No, Sir. Of course not. I truly wasn’t thinking.” She stood there naked as the day she’d been born under his hard gaze as he looked her up and down. Despite the slight tremble of her legs, her sex heated, readying her for anything he desired.

“I’m not sure I believe you. You might have to show me instead of just telling me.” The words sounded harsh, but his eyes had softened.

“For you, Sir, anything.” She just hoped whatever he had in mind she could actually handle.

“First things first. Thomas called with explicit instructions for you tonight. He wants our pussy clean and smooth and free of hair before he gets home, and I’m here to make sure that gets done.”

Her clit pulsed at his words. It had been a while since she’d bothered, and she’d be more than happy to do it again. It was a lovely feeling. A smooth pussy made her so slick and masturbation even more fun than usual.

“I’ll go and take care of that right now, Sir.” She moved toward the door and David’s arm swung out hooking her around the waist. He dragged her against his body and ground his erection against her backside. Rational thought cleared her mind as the soft fabric of his pants rubbed against her skin, ratcheting her desire to a dangerous level, the level where she’d do just about anything to get him to fuck her.

“No way, young lady. Not that easy.” He dug his cock between her cheeks one more time then hoisted her into his arms. “You are going to shave, but we’re doing this my way. Understood?”

God, that gruff demanding voice would definitely be her undoing. She suspected long before the night was over, she’d be begging for relief. “Yes…yes, Sir,” she stammered.

He carried her to the master bathroom and set her down on the edge of the giant whirlpool tub that was more than big enough for two.

“Go ahead and do what you have to do to get ready, and I’ll be back in a few minutes. Do not touch that pussy until I tell you to.”

Gabby shivered. “Yes, Sir.”

After he left the room, she fidgeted with the water and searched through Thomas’s cabinets for shaving supplies. In the medicine cabinet, she hit pay dirt with not only some shaving oil but several different kinds of razors. She’d never done this in front of someone, and just the thought of it sent another chill down her spine. She grabbed the handheld mirror as well and got back into place on the edge of the tub.

Jitters fluttered through her stomach as she anticipated what would happen. It seemed unusual for a man to want to watch her take care of such a basic need, this was definitely new territory for her.

First, she’d forgotten Thomas’s house rule, and now, she found herself in his bathroom about to shave herself while another man watched. In any other situation, this would have been surreal. For her, this represented everything she’d dreamed and longed about for years. As a submissive, there would be hard times and good, fun and not so fun, none of that changed her need to serve and her need to belong. She had to trust in her men to make the right decisions, to know how to take care of her and allow her to fulfill their needs as well.

Tears welled in her eyes, and her fingers brushed them away as quickly as they formed. She didn’t want David to get the wrong idea about how she felt right now. Her emotions were too close to the surface. How long could she hide them? What did they mean? After years in a stifling marriage, she’d just wanted her freedom. Developing feelings for two men had never been part of her plan.

Gabby dipped her toes into the water, splashing some of the heated water onto her legs.

“Are you ready?” David’s voice startled her from her thoughts, reminding her why she was here.

“Yes, Sir.” She eased her lower body into the water long enough to moisten her skin, the first step in preparation for the removal of her pubic hair. She thought to reach down and touch but remembered David’s warning not to touch herself without his permission.

“Hop up here and get comfortable. I want to watch, and I need a good view.” He indicated the back end of the tub where there was a ledge more than large enough for her to sit and dangle her legs. Gabby moved in position keeping her legs pressed together until the last possible moment.

David’s brow cocked as he looked pointedly at the tops of her thighs. Without another word, she knew what to do. Gabby spread her legs, revealing her pussy one inch at a time. The intensity of his gaze while he watched every movement made her tremble with nerves.

“Relax, Gabrielle. You don’t need to be nervous with me. I love your body.” His words soothed her, comforting her until she found herself open and relaxed under his observation. “There you go, baby. There’s nothing to be afraid of with me. You’re safe, and we have plenty of time.”

Did that mean Thomas wouldn’t be joining them tonight? She hoped not. It would mean the world to her to have both of them with her. David didn’t take his gaze away from her for a minute, and in no time, her pussy became slick with desire. Her two Doms had a habit of making her wet in a New York minute.

The more time passed, the more comfortable she became. It was about as ready as she was going to get. She scooped up the shaving oil from the tub ledge and squeezed a generous amount into her hand. If he wanted a show then she would give him one. She placed her left foot on the rim of one side of the tub then slowly repeated with her right foot to the opposite side, stretching her legs wide, bringing the glistening lips of her pussy into David’s view.

“I’d like to begin now, Sir, if I have your permission.”

David licked his lips and nodded his consent.

Gabby touched the cool oil to her skin, lubricating the area she would shave. Once or twice her fingers strayed to her clit, glancing across it before David could tell her to stop. Each touch sent a shiver of thrill down her spine, enough pleasure to get her juices flowing and her muscles clenching.

She had a job at hand, but she couldn’t deny her body ached to be filled, and his deep blue gaze watching her every move fed into that need.

When every spot slicked up she swished her hand back and forth in the tub a few times to wash away the remnants of the oil. Gabby stared at David as she reached for her razor, not wanting to lose eye contact. Her body hummed with a forceful need that begged for his touch. For a few seconds, her hand hovered over the curly hairs covering her sex until David swallowed and spoke.

“What are you waiting for, Gabrielle? Do you not want to shave it?”

“That’s not it at all. I love the look and feel of a bare pussy. I-I’m just…”

“Just what? Nervous? Scared? Needy?”

“Yes,” she breathed. All of the above. It blew her mind how far she’d come so fast.

“Do it now.” His demand did not come out harsh but, instead, firm and throaty, almost like a growl. She suspected that he, too, had desires that needed to be fulfilled. She swiped the first path on the right side then the next, watching him as she rinsed. His eyes darkened, and a few times his tongue swiped at his lips. Cool air brushed across her skin as the hair disappeared and smooth, baby soft skin appeared.

Every time she caught his gaze, her muscles quivered and blood rushed to her clit until every accidental touch made her gasp or cry out. When the last of the hair had been removed, she returned the razor to the edge of the tub and sat waiting for David’s instruction. Her body whined and throbbed for a touch on all her sensitive spots until she screamed in release, but David had yet to give her permission. She waited.

With her legs trembling and tears threatening, he finally moved, reaching into the bag at his feet and moving toward her.

“Your pretty little pussy is wet and aching, isn’t it?”

Gabby nodded. She was afraid that if she tried to speak the only sound that would come out would be a sob. Her body betrayed her with every passing second as she sat motionless, waiting.

“Show me.”

Gabby used her fingers to spread her lips wide, opening herself even farther to his intense perusal. She should be embarrassed to be watched this closely, but she felt nothing but gut deep arousal.

“And what is it that you need?”

“I need you.” Her lip trembled.

“You need me to do what?”

“To…to fuck me,” she managed on a harsh whisper before casting her eyes downward.

“Details, Gabrielle. I want details from you. If you tell me exactly what you need, I might consider giving it to you.” He moved closer until he stood almost parallel to her body with his crotch merely a foot from her face.

She licked at her lips as she stared at the erection tenting his loose slacks. He did need her as much as she needed him. That information gave her the courage to say what he wanted to hear.

“I need you inside me, Sir. My cunt aches because it’s empty. Please fill me.”

He smiled. “That’s more like it.” His hand eased from his duffel, and her eyes widened when she saw the vibrator he held. Not exactly what she had in mind, but anything that would ease the ache driving her mad would work at this point.

“Open your mouth.”

She opened, and he placed the vibrator inside.

“Hold it there for me please.”

She wrapped her lips around it as he let go and stood back, peeling the clothes from his body. God, she loved watching him do that. Sinewy muscle, flat abs and thighs that would make any woman writhe. When his cock sprang free, she moaned around the toy as more of her juices trickled across her fingers. Her arms trembled with the want to pull him to her—something strictly forbidden without permission.

David climbed into the bath and stood between her legs, his cock mere inches from her weeping pussy. His hand grabbed the end of the toy. “Suck it, baby. Show me how you good you would suck my cock. Convince me you want it.”

He pushed the penis-shaped vibrator farther into her mouth until her gag reflex kicked in. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on it as hard as she could, even swirling her tongue around the tip until he pulled it back a few inches.

His hand thrust forward and the majority of its length pushed into her mouth. “Come on, sweetheart. I’m not feeling convinced.” He pushed and pulled, fucking her mouth until she whimpered around it. Unthinking, her fingers reached for her clit to be smacked away by his hand.

“Do that again, and you’ll get a whipping and no cock tonight.” He pulled the vibrator away, and she gasped for breath.

“I’m…I’m so sorry, Sir. I wasn’t thinking. Please, Sir. Please forgive me.”

David stood back and studied her carefully. Tears welled in her eyes as she fought them from falling. Gabby wasn’t sure how she could bear it if he sent her to bed like this. Or if he disciplined—

Lips descended on hers in a crushing kiss. Teeth bit at her lips until she opened for him, and his tongue plundered inside. Definitely not the sweet slow kiss she was accustomed to. Oh no, this was a claiming through and through.

Unable to control her reaction, Gabby moaned into his mouth wanting so much more. A sharp gasp sounded from her throat when the cool touch of the vibrator rubbed against her soaking wet slit, parting her folds, rubbing against sensitive nerve endings as he rimmed her hole before pushing it inside.

The breath whooshed from her lungs as pleasure arrowed through her. Gabby’s head lolled, and her eyes rolled back in her head. The heady sensation of fingers stroking her newly shaven skin was almost too much to bear.

“You feel incredible. So soft and soaking wet.”

Gabby stared into David’s eyes as he continued to fill her, splitting her wide, stretching her. The length was more than she was accustomed to and even a little uncomfortable, but the pleasure streaking through her was undeniable. David’s eyes never wavered from her face. The sensations were so intense she was forced to take short, shallow breaths as she struggled to get air into her lungs.

“That’s it, baby. Such a good girl.” David pushed the last of it inside and paused, letting her adjust around the toy. Her muscles clenched and ached, and she needed him to move. Gabby attempted to roll her hips forward, but her position prevented that. David watched her struggles, giving her no instructions or permissions until she thought she couldn’t take it anymore.

His hand twisted the knob at the end, and a humming vibration erupted inside her. Shards of sensation splintered through her as an unbidden orgasm broke free and she had no hope of stopping it. A strangled scream tore from her throat as her body shook with the force. The whole time David never stopped watching her face, taking in every gasp and move she made.

“I’m so sorry.” She tried to speak through her release but found it hard to talk when she couldn’t breathe. Especially not with the vibrations drawing out the pleasure.

“Eyes on me,” he demanded. “Just go with it, sweetheart. Stop trying to fight it, and just go with it.”

With his spoken permission, she relaxed and the next orgasm crashed onto the heels of the first. This time, David moved the toy in and out of her sucking pussy.

When the second release faded into aftershocks, Gabby slumped forward, her head crashing against the taut muscles of David’s chest as he continued to pump the pleasure from her. Every nerve ending she possessed had become over sensitized to the point she found herself torn between pleasure and pain, unable to go on.

“Please, please, David. It’s too much,” she whimpered.

“Good, then you’re just about ready for what comes next.”

Gabby eyed him warily as he pulled the dildo from her sex. What the hell did that mean?

 

David watched Gabrielle’s eyes grow wide with great satisfaction. She had the most responsive body, so much so that he couldn’t wait to do more. He wanted to push her farther, test her limits. Damn, she was beautiful. Not just physically, although there was plenty of that. No, it was her inner emotional response that made her perfect for him. His submissive beauty.

Her ability to let go and trust him to keep her safe and give her pleasure stole his breath. He wanted to yell from the rooftop. Something he didn’t quite understand stirred in his chest, changing their relationship. She’d accepted their training collar and shown her desire to submit to both men, but neither he nor Thomas had pushed her as hard as they needed to. The full force of their need was still to come.

Gabrielle’s nails bit into his arm as her body began its slow descent back to normal. Her gasping shallow breaths took on a more even cadence. David tossed the toy to the side and focused on the woman in front of him. He had to get inside her.

David grabbed at the bag on the floor and fished a condom from within, quickly tearing at the foil and rolling it along his swollen shaft. With a quick twist of her waist, he had Gabby flipped and facing away from him. The ledge behind the tub gave her plenty of leverage as she stood eager, wet and ready for his pleasure.

David spread the cheeks of her ass, admiring the tight puckered hole. His dick ached to squeeze into that tiny, sensitive channel, but he wasn’t sure either of them was ready for that. His patience had worn too thin at the moment to prepare her for that. Instead, he prodded at the slick, swollen flesh of her labia, dipping two fingers inside. Her heated walls clutched at his fingers, eliciting a groan from his throat.

Gabrielle’s loud moan filled the room as she pushed back against him in an obvious attempt for more and broke the last tendrils of his control. With a decided lack of finesse, David withdrew his fingers and grasped tightly to the flesh of her hips, pushing his cock into her in one rough thrust. Fuck. Her heated pussy was so damn wet and juicy he wanted to come then. She pushed back again, attempting to move, but he held her tight against him, letting his balls rest snug against her sopping flesh.

“Dammit, babe!” He’d wanted to regain control and fuck her nice and slow, but the familiar tingling crept up his spine and pushed past his resistance. David quickly withdrew to the tip, pausing for a brief moment before tunneling back inside.

“Oh god yes, David, please. Harder!” Gabrielle’s body convulsed against him as she too had no control over her own orgasm. It was his and his alone.

“Come, Gabrielle. Come all over me, baby. Fuck me.”

She screamed into the room, guttural sounds, as he thrust faster and deep inside, his fingers digging into her hips. Each stroke heated the sensitive nerve endings between them, searing until the blistering friction exploded from his cock. She was killing him with the pleasure. It hit him then. Beyond the pleasure, beyond the submission and dominance, this woman was his. He didn’t want to wake up tomorrow or any day after that and not have her in his bed.

In what could have been seconds or minutes later, he couldn’t remember, his body quit convulsing and he collapsed against her. Careful not to hurt her, he braced his weight on his arms and listened to her harsh breathing as he laid his cheek against the sweet curve of her back.

David closed his eyes and breathed in her scent. The smell of their sex mingled with her lighter, sweet fragrance. It would forever be seared into his memory along with this moment. He wouldn’t let her go, and he would have to tell Thomas as soon as he could. Underneath him lay the perfect woman.

Back under a semblance of control, David eased from her body and stepped from the tub then quickly disposed of the condom. Not wanting to leave her for long, he rushed back to the tub to finally notice they’d dislodged the plug and the water had drained. He opened the faucets and let the tub refill before gently lowering her into the warm water. David grabbed for the soap and cloth.

The dazed look on her face fed into his need to take care of her, to cherish not only her body but her loving nature. God, he loved the way she responded when either he or Thomas pushed her limits. Amazingly, he felt his cock stir again. Thinking about what Thomas had up his sleeve for the rest of the night would have him rock hard and ready again if he wasn’t careful. He needed to pace himself.

Not to mention the discipline she had coming for her earlier transgression. That round ass would look perfect when she was tied down and a flogger or a whip pinkened the flesh. Damn. So much for trying to keep his erection under control. Thomas would see him coming a mile away.

Gabrielle’s eyes had slid shut, but when David stroked the soapy cloth from her ankle to the freshly shaven skin of her pussy, little mewls of pleasure whimpered from her lips. David gentled his touch not wanting the cloth to abrade her creamy skin; he’d save that for later when she was primed and begging for it.

His fingers toyed with her plump folds until he pressed her clit, and her eyes flew open and her gaze locked with his. Color flushed the skin traveling from her neck to her face.

“Why are you blushing, baby. Isn’t it a little late for that now?”

Her shoulders lifted a fraction as her teeth grabbed onto her bottom lips and sucked it inside of her mouth. It was the perfect combination of innocence and sexy kitten.

“Are you embarrassed over what we did?”

“No. Just feeling a little shy now, I guess.”

David laughed at the incongruity of that statement. One minute, she had been the perfect slut, and now as he bathed her, she reminded him of a sweet little girl. His girl. David sighed and finished quickly with his task. Thomas would be home soon, and he wanted her primed and ready. Which meant David needed to quit thinking about how she made him feel inside. It should have been easier than this to keep his feelings out of it. David dried them both with warm bath sheets, admiring every inch of Gabby’s body as he did. From the rosy red nipples atop fantastic tits to the swell of her hips and generous ass. God, she really did have the perfect behind.

When he lifted her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder. More of those protective instincts he carried with him roared forward as he carried her into the master bedroom.

“Thomas is going to be here any minute, and I’m going to have to tell him everything. Not only how good you were but also how easily you forgot his rule.”

Her mouth drew into a tight line. “I know, David. I expected nothing less.”

“You’ve earned a punishment. Are you ready for that?”

She didn’t smile, but her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

He laughed and swatted at her bottom as he tossed her onto the bed. “You are a very bad girl, and one who probably shouldn’t be excited about discipline. I doubt very much it will be all fun and games for you, my dear.”

“Yes, David, I know, but I can’t help it. You’ve got me feeling really good and I’m happy here. Knowing and trusting the two of you to take care of me means more than you could know.”

“We aren’t done you know.”

She looked at him quizzically.

“Thomas left me explicit instructions about what he wanted and removing the hair on your pussy was just the first step.” Hell, he couldn’t wait for what came next. She had the perfect body to bind and he couldn’t wait to see the lovely shades of pink and red her body would produce. “Lie on the bed.”

Gabrielle scrambled on top of the covers, stretched out flat on her back with her hair fanned across her pillow. With her lush and naked form, she reminded him of a Greek goddess offering herself up for pleasure and the most incredible sight he’d seen in a long damn time.

David grabbed the first wrist cuff attached to the headboard. “Give me your arm.” Without a second of hesitation, she complied, lying still as he wrapped the leather band around her slim wrist, buckling it closed. “Do you enjoy being restrained?”

“Yes.” Her whispered answer tickled his senses.

“It doesn’t frighten you?”

“A little.”

“Good, I’d be more worried if you weren’t at least a little nervous tonight. It is all about trust after all. Trusting in us to give you what you need, not just what you want.” Once he got the second wrist bound, he moved on to her ankles. “Spread your legs nice and wide for me, baby.” When she complied, he had to bite back a groan. The graceful way she moved and opened herself up made him want to dive right in. The second he saw the pink flesh of that bare pussy he could practically taste her on his tongue. Damn, he had it bad.

“Like this?” The seductive tone of her voice made his dick twitch as he wrapped her ankles in the leather straps.

“Your turning into quite the little slut, aren’t you?”

Her body visibly stiffened at his words and he winced at his thoughtlessness.

“You don’t like the term slut?”

“Not particularly.” Gone was the sultry kitten he’d just had. She suddenly sounded reserved and uptight. He was going to change that.

“Why is that?”

“It’s not a nice word.”

“Really? It’s one of my favorite words.” David stood at the end of the bed in between her open legs and let his fingers travel the inside of each leg. “In fact, I love all the dirty words.”

“But a slut is someone bad.”

“Oh no, baby, a slut, especially if she’s mine is a very, very good thing. A slut to me is a woman who not only does all the things I want her to, but she does them because she likes them too. Because she trusts me, and in this case my partner, so much that she’s able to access the deepest, darkest and most depraved side of her sexual needs.” His fingers swiped at the moisture forming on her labia, gathering it, before he brought his hand to his mouth and licked at the sweet juice of his woman.

David watched the rapid rise and fall of her breasts as her breathing increased at his touch, while her gaze remained locked on his mouth and the fingers he licked clean. “When a woman stops being afraid of saying or doing the wrong thing based on what society has told her and instead accepts every inner desire as a normal thing to express and becomes the wanton slut for her Master, she achieves a level of freedom like nothing else she has experienced before.”

“But I don’t have a Master.”

“Not yet. But you have two Dominants who plan to push you beyond even more barriers than you can imagine. Your pleasure is our pleasure, and your freedom is our freedom. You just have to trust.”

David leaned forward and closed his mouth over her mound, plunging his tongue into the heated depths of her entrance. He’d watched her squirm at his words until he couldn’t take not tasting her for another second. He had needed the warm flesh against his tongue more than he’d needed his next breath.

“What do we have here?” Thomas’ voice sounded from behind him, and Gabrielle gasped her surprise. David continued to plunge his tongue inside, fucking her like he did with his dick. She wriggled and fought against her restraints, trying to move away from him, and he would have nothing of it. Just because Thomas was in the room, didn’t mean she controlled him. Fuck no.

He increased the pressure of his tongue against the smooth, slick inner walls until her legs trembled and her whimpering turned to screaming.

“I’m going to come. I can’t help it,” she cried.

“No!” Thomas roared. “If you come before he tells you to, there will be hell to pay. Control it, Gabrielle.”

David looked up to see her head thrashing from side to side and considered pulling away to give her the chance to get herself back under control, but if truth be told, the need to push her to her limit over and over rode him hard. He wanted her to become his slut, and if it took a little creative pain to get her there, then so be it.

He heard the distinct sound of Thomas wrestling with his clothes, and his dick pulsed at the thought. Tonight, it would be the two of them together taking everything Gabrielle had to give, and if his suspicions were right, the three of them would never be the same again.

David grabbed at Gabrielle’s clit with his teeth and sucked it into his mouth. She screamed and shuddered as he worked it over and over, loving the reaction. If she could just hold out for another thirty seconds, he would give her a minute or two to relax and let the rising orgasm pass. He applied more pressure adding a touch more pain to the process, but instead of halting her progress, a fresh scream tore from her throat and her body arced in an explosion that rocked the bed and flooded his mouth.

“Shit, David, what did you do to her?” Thomas crawled next to Gabrielle and wiped the tears from her cheeks, soothing her with words David couldn’t hear.

He released her clit and slowly lapped at her cream, drawing out the last of her orgasm until finally her body rested and he pushed himself up to his feet.

“I bit her.”

“Interesting.” Thomas brushed the hair from her sweat-soaked skin. “Our girl must be more into pain than we thought.”

“Or maybe I just have more power with my tongue than I thought.” He smiled at Thomas who shot him a smirk.

Thomas turned back to Gabrielle and spoke quietly to her, urging her to relax and close her eyes, that the both of them would be here to take care of her no matter what happened.

He eased from the bed and stood facing David. The hard muscles of his body stretched over every plane, and even from the corner of his eye, he could see that Thomas was ramrod stiff.

“She’s going to need to rest after that. Whatever you did sure set her off like a Fourth of July rocket. Turned me on so bad I may have to jack off just to relieve the pressure.”

“I need something to drink. My mouth is so dry,” Gabrielle interrupted.

David rushed to her side and unfastened her wrists from her bonds. He moved to do the same with her ankles. He rubbed at the light marks on her skin, remembering the mind-blowing reaction she’d had to his bite.

“I’ll get it for you. Just rest. You’re going to need it.” He winked at Gabrielle and hurried from the room. Saved by the needy submissive.