Mold Me [Dungeon Masters 4] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) Read online

  Her ass was hot and a little sore, but that was good, too. It reminded her that a flogger had a different sensation on her skin from a whip and a paddle. That it could arouse and tease as well as pack a damn hard stroke.

  They’d just left the elevator and were walking through the parking lot to Lachlan’s car when he buzzed the vibrating egg in her cunt. Phoenix gasped and stumbled, the blaze of arousal ripping through her body from her cunt to her nipples and her ass and everywhere else as well. She tried to open her mouth to drag more air into her lungs but the pink duct tape held her lips shut, not allowing her the extra oxygen she needed, so she had to force herself to breathe deeply through her nose.

  Fucking hell. Phoenix stood still, her legs wobbly and her entire body shaking.

  “Hurry up, sub. Don’t keep me waiting,” ordered Lachlan.

  “Fuck you.” Once again she tried to speak but her lips wouldn’t open and the noise that came out was scarcely more than a faint mumble. Of course the men heard her and likely guessed what she was saying, even though she hadn’t actually been able to speak properly.

  When they reached the car, Lachlan opened the door to the backseat and sat down, drawing her in after him, but upside down.

  What the fuck?

  Her jeans were wrenched down and a hard palm landed right on the most tender section of her ass. At the same time, the vibrator in her cunt buzzed, turning her body to Jell-O. Six more hard slaps landed on her ass, before Lachlan pulled her jeans up again.

  “You need to learn not to answer back to your Dom,” he said, staring hard at her.

  Phoenix nodded and dropped her gaze to the floor of the car. Her ass was quite sore now, so she wouldn’t be deliberately teasing them anymore tonight, but she couldn’t necessarily help it if she spoke before thinking. People had been telling her to shut up all her life and they’d had no effect on her mouth. It was just the way she was.

  Lachlan buckled her into her seatbelt and slid out of the car on the other side, settling himself in the front passenger seat. Phoenix was glad he’d put her seatbelt on. With her hands tied behind her back, likely the first time they traveled around a bend she’d fall over.

  The journey passed in a daze, with Lachlan buzzing the egg every now and then, always when she was off guard. By the time they reached the house, she was a melted puddle of lust. When she stumbled into her bedroom, she was more than ready to be fucked and determined to be good and not jeopardize her chances. Although likely she’d be smart-mouthing the men again tomorrow.

  She braced herself when Lachlan began to pull off the pink duct tape, but it didn’t hurt at all. She opened her mouth to ask what was the magic in it, then snapped her mouth shut in a hurry. Tomorrow. She’d ask tomorrow.

  Callum laughed. “It’s special BDSM tape. It only sticks to itself.”

  “The scene is over. You can talk now,” said Lachlan. She stared at him, wanting to be sure he was sincere. His eyes were full of amusement but she judged he wouldn’t mislead her.

  “I like that tape. It’s amazing.”

  “It also comes in red, but I felt certain you’d prefer the pink.”

  “Hell, yes. Thank you.”

  “Are you ready to go to bed with us now?” asked Lachlan.

  “I’ve been ready for hours. Have you got any idea how arousing it is to sit on a hot aching ass with a butt plug inside your ass?” she asked.

  “Not personally, no. But I can imagine it’d be an interesting experience.” Callum was laughing again. She undressed quickly and climbed onto the bed. She did love being with these men. They were so much fun. They could hold an intelligent conversation one minute, play unbelievably arousing BDSM games the next, and then make her laugh the third. There was no one else she’d rather spend her time with in the whole world than Callum and Lachlan.

  Lachlan took the egg out of her cunt and slid in his condom-covered cock in its place. A cock was so much better than the egg. Oh, sure, the egg had driven her wild with lust, but Lachlan’s cock filled her completely, stretching her wide. He was hot and all man, the faintest scent of the grass and trees still on his skin from earlier today when they’d been outside.

  He rolled them over so that now she was on top, and Callum removed the butt plug from her ass. He’d evidently coated his condom-covered cock with lube, because he slid inside her as fast and smoothly as Lachlan had done. Phoenix heaved a huge sigh. This was what she wanted. This was her happy place. Both her men inside her, held tight in her core. Their arms were wrapped around her and their bodies enveloped her like thick, hard blankets, shielding her from the world.

  Now she waited. Would they fuck her in that see-saw motion or both together? She didn’t mind. Just as long as they started fucking her soon.

  “What are you waiting for? I’m ready to rock here.”

  * * * *

  Callum wiggled his dick a little deeper inside her ass, just to tease her. The damn little witch was one hundred percent distracting and arousing. If he wasn’t careful, he’d explode like the Fourth of July before the party even got started. He had to concentrate and wait for Lachlan’s sign.

  Even though he hadn’t been involved in the dungeon with Lachlan all that often, they’d quickly developed a series of minute eye, eyebrow, and finger movements, whereby Lachlan could let him know what he wanted. It worked perfectly here when they shared Phoenix as well as in the dungeon, because she was tucked between them and they were almost eyeball to eyeball.

  He loved her so much it was almost a pain in his heart. He’d been overwhelmed with relief when she’d accepted their wolf forms and now all he was waiting for was for her to agree to mate them. Even if she only promised to live with them, that’d satisfy him for now.

  Callum breathed in the warm scent of her hair and neck. It was kind of like coconut and lime, he thought. That must be the shampoo she used. He expected it was a lot of work caring for long hair like hers, and he looked forward to watching her wash it. Maybe giving her head and shoulder massages. At least their bathroom was big enough for all three of them to be inside it at the same time, unlike that tiny shower in her apartment. Whatever the hell had that builder been thinking?

  Callum made himself relax. Any second now Lachlan would give him the signal to start pumping in and out of Phoenix. Already she was getting restless, wiggling and trying to make him move. The skin of her ass was hot against his pelvis, and that was damn sexy as well as the heat inside her ass. Actually everything about Phoenix was pure delight. And she was his. Theirs. Forever.

  Lachlan raised an eyebrow and then blinked. All right. Together. Keeping his gaze focused on Lachlan, Callum began withdrawing from Phoenix’s delicious ass as slowly as he could manage. When only the tip of his cock remained inside her he paused and breathed deeply. Control was key here. The idea was to move so slowly that Phoenix was intensely aroused, and when they finally let her orgasm, that orgasm would be a much-better-than-average experience for her. The only problem was, moving so slowly while holding her luscious body in his arms, was arousing himself as much as it excited her. But he was the one who had to withstand all her sexy little wiggles, all her provoking teasing touches, and remain on the program.

  However, it’d be worth it. By the time she was permitted to come, she’d have the best possible climax he and Lachlan could give her.

  As he slid gradually back into the depths of her dark channel, Callum concentrated on pressing a line of tiny soft kisses along her shoulders. When he was deep inside her, buried to the hilt, he licked the side of her neck and sucked her earlobe. As he pulled out again, he nibbled on the shell of her ear, giving a sharp nip when he was almost completely out of her ass.

  Over and over he drove into her and then withdrew, matching his timing exactly to Lachlan’s, concentrating on giving Phoenix a truly carnal experience. But Phoenix wasn’t idle. Or silent. He couldn’t imagine her silent. Hell, she’d spoken even with her mouth covered with BDSM tape. Nope silent and Phoenix were not words that he
could ever put in the same sentence.

  Mostly she was mumbling soft murmurs of appreciation, but every now and again he could distinguish words of love and encouragement. She was so precious. He loved her so much. He and Lachlan were so damn fortunate she’d accepted them as wolves. Now all they had to do was ask her to mate them. Once she was living with them life would be perfect.

  Lachlan gave him the most infinitesimal of nods and they drove into Phoenix together, pumping hard and fast. Callum fucked her with all the love her had for her, which was bursting out of every pore on his skin, in the sweat he built up pleasuring his wonderful woman.

  Phoenix wiggled madly, trying to thrust back onto his strokes and forward into Lachlan’s at the same time. But not for long. She gave a little scream and exploded around his cock, holding it tight in the grip of her heat as she shook in her release. Once again Callum kissed her neck, burying his face in her sweet-smelling hair as his lips pressed against her soft sweaty skin. Only as her shivering began to die down did he pump again and again until his own release shattered him.

  He and Lachlan rolled the three of them onto their sides but Callum didn’t let her go. He planned to never let her go again.

  * * * *

  Phoenix had insisted in sleeping in her own bed Sunday night. She’d loved the weekend with Callum and Lachlan, and was pretty much adjusted to the thought that they were werewolf shape-shifters now. They were still themselves. That was the key. The actual finding out about it had been a shock, but when she’d stopped to think through the entire issue, nothing had truly changed. They were the same people they’d always been. They’d never deliberately harm her, she knew that. She trusted them completely. The fact that they turned furry on demand was weird. But she could deal with it.

  Even better was the play session they’d had in the room Lachlan termed his dungeon. The windows were covered with blackout fabric and he had an interesting range of toys. The room was lit only by candles and there were chains hanging from the ceiling which he’d used to tie her up and punish her. Once again they’d all had spectacular orgasms. And there was no traveling involved or any wait between the scene and the sex. Hell yes, she could get used to that kind of game.

  On Sunday she’d also gone for a second run with them, looking at some of the fields she hadn’t seen before and staring at the cattle herd. It wasn’t a big herd, and they looked calm and content eating grass. She found herself wondering if there was such a thing as a cow shape-shifter. Maybe she’d talk to each cow personally one day and ask them. See if one of them answered her.

  Phoenix giggled, forgetting that it was Monday and she was now at work.

  “Your weekend was that good, was it?” asked Violet.

  “Oh, Violet. It was better, much, much better than that.”

  “Do tell. I have no life. I rely on you to share your life with me so I can live vicariously through you.”

  Phoenix laughed. Violet might not have a significant other, but she had the world’s largest and most complicated extended family. Someone was always getting married, getting divorced, having a baby, or throwing a huge birthday, anniversary, insert-any-reason-here party.

  “I spent the weekend with Lachlan and Callum. I like them both very much.”

  “Ryia, that woman we met at the New Directions in the Adult Industry convention, she ended up with two men, didn’t she? There’s no reason why you can’t have two as well. Actually, two men. Hot damn. I’d like that myself.”

  “Lachlan’s a Dom. I’m certain now that I want to be his sub.”

  “But how would that work with Callum?”

  “Callum’s always there. He’s involved in the scenes, too.”

  “Two men and BDSM. That sounds like heaven indeed. No wonder you’re so happy. You found them at The Dom’s Dungeon, didn’t you? Are there any more unattached good-looking men there? I really need to pay a visit to that club.” Violet picked up the file she’d been working on and fanned herself with it. Phoenix laughed.

  Obviously she couldn’t mention wolves or anything, but the thought of the farm that was for sale behind their property and their intense worry about the potential new buyers reminded Phoenix that for a long time Violet had talked about moving to the fringes of Richmond and getting a horse and other animals.

  “Are you still thinking about buying land, and having a horse to ride? You haven’t talked about it lately.”

  “Yes, I am, but I kind of gave up on it because there just isn’t a large enough allotment anywhere near here. Horses need more than your average large yard, and I’d want several horses. One horse would get lonely by itself while I’m at work all day. I’d want two or three or even four horses so they’d be company for each other. And a small lake so I could have chickens and ducks. Horses like to swim, so a lake would work for them as well. But there’s nothing available.”

  “I don’t know about the lake. I read the signboard and I don’t think one was mentioned. But I do know that the farm behind Callum and Lachlan’s property is for sale. They’re worried it’ll be sold to a developer and they’ll end up with a dozen families stealing the fruit from their orchard and stuff like that.”

  The worry bit wasn’t quite the truth, but it was close enough.

  Phoenix stared at Violet. It seemed strange to her that a young woman working in the office of a book publisher was able to consider buying a farm, but Violet had explained that the money wasn’t hers. Apparently her grandfather was well off and he allowed his grandchildren to use the money for things he considered worthwhile. Phoenix supposed the farm would actually be his—assuming Violet was interested—but that would have to be better than it being sold to a developer even if Violet only lived there for a few years.

  “Hey, maybe you’ll meet up with a really delicious horse wrangler or a couple of cowboys.”

  “I’m pretty sure cowboys live in Texas, not Ohio, but any hunky man would work for me. What’s the address of the farm? I’ll go look at it tonight.”

  Phoenix gave her all the details and then mentally crossed her fingers that she’d solved Callum’s, Lachlan’s, and Violet’s problems all in one deal.

  By seven that night she was snuggled up in bed with Lachlan and Callum, having told them her news.

  “That would be wonderful if it works out. But even if it doesn’t, I really appreciate you talking to Violet about it without telling her our secret,” said Callum, kissing her nose.

  She gripped his head and kissed him properly on the lips, relishing his tongue teasing her tongue, then sliding over the roof of her mouth.

  Lachlan tugged on her shoulder, rolling her onto her back. “Stay with us, Phoenix. Come and live here with us. Be our mate forever.”

  Phoenix had thought about moving in with them. Hey, who wouldn’t when they had unlimited hot water? Not to mention the men themselves. But she needed more information.

  “How does this mating gig work? Is it like a wedding or is it just private between us. I mean, I’m pretty sure three people can’t legally get married in Ohio. Although I know there are places where polygamy is legal. But—”

  Lachlan stopped her by putting his hand over her mouth.

  “No. Polygamy and polyandry aren’t legal here, but in werewolf culture the Supreme Alpha of North America has approved matings of more than one man sharing a woman.”

  Phoenix nodded, licking his hand. One of them had said something similar to that once before although they hadn’t mentioned this Supreme Alpha person. Now she wanted to know all about werewolf hierarchies. Did the Alphas have to do what the Supreme Alpha said or was it a looser sort of alliance?

  When Lachlan lifted his hand off her mouth, she said, “I have a lot of questions about how packs work, but I agree they can wait until later. But be warned, I do want to know, and I will ask questions.”

  Callum burst out laughing and held her more tightly.

  “For now, though, I’m ready to move in with you both and be Lachlan’s sub. Is that close enough
to an answer?”

  “That’s enough of an answer for now. There’s no divorce in shape-shifter law, so if you agree to mate us you need to know it’ll be forever. But right now, it’s time to fuck.”

  Lachlan slid down her body and licked along her slit. When he tongued her clit, Phoenix lost interest in all her questions.

  “Forever with you both sounds good to me. I love you both so much, Callum and Lachlan.”

  “I give you my whole heart, Phoenix. I love you, and only you.” Callum kissed her lips.

  Lachlan lifted his mouth from her pussy and grinned up at her. “I love you completely and utterly, too. But I might still need to buy that ball gag.”

  Phoenix started to laugh and then shrieked as he bit her clit.

  Forever. Yeah. Nothing could be better than forever with Lachlan and Callum, with or without the ball gag.

  THE END

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