The Dom Claims His Cougar [Unchained Love 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  “Verity, kiss his forehead. Do not let your body touch him anywhere else.”

  Now that was torture. Her pert, berry-brown nipples were scarcely an inch away from his skin. Suddenly all he wanted was to feel them press into his chest as she leaned forward over him to kiss him. Damn. Noah was a devious Dom. Who would have thought a chaste kiss would drive his need so high?

  “Put your leg back on the floor, Verity.”

  After she did so, Noah ordered, “Turn your back to Ezra, bend over, and place your palms flat on the floor.”

  Oh my fucking God! Ezra’s cock jumped higher and almost waved at Verity’s ass. Her round, creamy ass cheeks wore a neat plaid pattern of red lines from the cane, and her little brown puckered rosette opened just the tiniest bit as if begging him to drive his aching dick in there. God! Her ass or her cunt? Either would do. He wanted her so much his dick was going to kill him if he couldn’t get into her real soon.

  Ezra hadn’t even touched her, yet the clever way Noah had orchestrated that little scene had made him desperate to fuck her. Her breasts, her mouth, her pussy, her ass, anywhere he could rest his hot, hard cock would be perfect. His dick was full to bursting. He’d never been harder than this or more aroused in his life before. Surely Noah would let them fuck now.

  “Lie flat on your belly on the floor, arms by your sides, legs together, Ezra,” ordered Noah.

  What the fuck? It’s winter. The floor is made of stone and damn cold. Nevertheless Ezra did as he’d been ordered. His skin flinched at the icy coldness of the stone blocks that made up the flooring of the dungeon. He rested his nose and chin on the floor, wishing he could have cushioned his face with his arms. He wanted to lift his belly and dick up a little, but he knew that Noah would punish him for such disobedience. All he could do was trust his Dom that what Noah had planned would be good. It was his fucking ass that was hot though, not his damn chest and belly. If he’d lain on his back, the coolness of the stone on his ass may have been enjoyable. On his chest it definitely was not enjoyable. Ezra could feel his erection diminishing. Well, damn. It looks like I’m not going to get to fuck Verity just yet.

  “Very good, Ezra. Now Verity, stand on his body, your feet at his waist.”

  “What?”

  The cane lashed out and hit with a crack. It didn’t land on him, so that had to be Noah punishing Verity for questioning his order.

  One foot stepped up onto his lower back, just above his ass. She swiveled it around a little, then her second foot was on his body, too. Actually she didn’t feel all that heavy, standing there, but she did drive his body more fully onto the icy-cold floor.

  “Walk up his body to his shoulders and stand with one foot on each shoulder blade.”

  Verity took several slow and hesitant steps, stopping with one foot on each shoulder blade as their Dom had instructed her to do. She was a true weight, but not an unpleasant one, although once again his body was forced to rest firmly against the chilly floor. As she stood there, Ezra realized it was actually rather sexy. His woman was standing on his back. Her feet felt kind of cute, the toes digging into his skin a little as were her heels, pressing down on him.

  “Turn around and walk back to his waist.”

  Ezra could sense how tentatively she made the turn, each of her feet moving her slowly, inch by inch, as she rotated her body around before she took the few cautious steps that returned her to his hip area. That was when he realized his erection hadn’t diminished by much at all. Sure, the floor was too damn cold for pleasure, but having his woman walking up and down his back was more erotic than he could ever have imagined. Her feet dug into his skin, each small toe quite defined on his flesh, her heels round balls of sexy pressure.

  God, Noah was inventive. He’d never done anything at all like this before, and it was making Ezra’s cock grow and harden once again just from picturing her naked body on top of his in such a new and different way.

  “Good. Step off him now.”

  Even though she hadn’t been too heavy for him, he felt both a sense of relief and a sense of loss when first one foot, then the other, left his body. That had been a totally amazing experience.

  Ezra still desperately wanted to fuck her, or suck her, or something, anything, but also a part of him was wondering whether or not Noah had thought of something else erotic for them to do.

  “Stand up, Ezra, and watch.”

  Okay, so something else is about to happen before we get to the fucking.

  Ezra stood silently as Noah led Verity to the chains in the middle of the room.

  “Do a handstand, Verity.”

  Ezra had to force himself not to grin at the look of astonishment on Verity’s face and the way her mouth opened as if she was about to question Noah. Then she gave the tiniest of shrugs and did as he’d told her. Noah grabbed one of her ankles and cuffed it to the chains hanging from the ceiling then did the same with her other ankle. She was now suspended upside down, her legs chained wide apart, her hands steadying her but her weight mostly supported by the chains themselves.

  “Come here, Ezra. Stand as close to her as you can without touching her at all.”

  Well, fuck. More torture. To be that near her delicious body yet unable to feel her skin against his was cruel.

  Then Ezra realized Noah was measuring him against Verity. As Noah adjusted the chains, a bright ripple of understanding raced through Ezra. I’m going to be fucking her like this. Driving my cock into her cunt while she’s held upside down!

  Ezra waited as patiently as he could while Noah made a few more slight adjustments to the length of the chains holding Verity then sighed with relief when Noah said, “Now you can fuck her. Hold her hips with your hands and ram your cock deep. In this position you’ll be able to go deeper than you ever have before. Hit her cervix. Make her scream. Give her an excellent orgasm. Only after she’s come can you shoot your own load into her.”

  Oh, God. The words almost made him explode on the spot. Hit her cervix and make her scream. He wanted to do that so bad. He wanted to feel her rippling around him as she came and came, her cunt clenching him so tight, milking him until he had no cum left to give her.

  He closed the mere inch that separated him from the woman he loved and held his dick, pushing it into her pussy, then grabbed her hips and forced himself deeper and deeper inside her. God, she was so hot, so wet, her tissues swollen with lust, making her so tight, so absolutely perfect. When he was as deep as he could go, his balls pressed hard against her, he held the position and wiggled his hips, wanting to feel his cock against her satin-soft walls.

  Verity made a tiny hissing gasp, so he assumed she liked that and did it again. Then he withdrew until only the head of his cock was inside her pussy and pushed slowly in again. She should be adjusted to his size now, so it was time to do as he’d been ordered. Drive deep and hard and hit her cervix. God, he hoped he could. He hoped he was long enough to reach. His cock was definitely long and hard and ready, that was for sure. Well, no matter what, he’d make her scream in pleasure, give her all the joy he could possibly manage.

  Ezra braced himself with his legs and feet in a good position, held her hips tightly, and began driving in and out of her, using his calf muscles to rise up on the balls of his feet and get more power, twisting his hips to make her give that tiny pleased hiss again and again and again.

  Soon he had a good rhythm going and Verity was moaning now as his cock penetrated her with a steady beat. He used his knees as well, trying to give her that extra little bit of length to send her spiraling into pleasure.

  It was weird, fucking her upside down like this, but the familiar feel of her skin against his, the well-known scent of her arousal, and her happy little moans told him she was totally on board with the experience.

  Noah was kneeling behind Verity, a tube of lube in his hands. While Ezra was still concentrating on driving deep into Verity, aiming to send her screaming over the cliff of her climax, he welcomed the extra stimulation Noah
was providing by teasing her around her anus. Verity would be thinking about Noah fucking her there, wondering when he’d penetrate her. The added anticipation would help her orgasm to be even more powerful.

  Verity was almost whimpering now, the very soft noises she’d been making much more pronounced. Ezra knew this meant she was getting closer to coming. Now would be the perfect time to slam his cock into her cervix. But could he reach it? He was sure as hell aroused, ready to come himself. Likely there was some perfect angle he ought to be on to achieve Noah’s command, but algebra had never been his favorite subject in school, and besides, his brain was way too fried with the need to come to worry about math right now.

  Ezra gripped her hips firmly, withdrew his cock until only the head was still inside her, rose right up onto his toes, and slammed his dick as deep as he could, using all his leg muscles as well as his hips.

  His cockhead nudged the lip of her cervix, and Verity screamed and shattered around him, her cunt gripping him so hard he thought his dick might snap in half. Instead his orgasm roared through him as his seed poured out of his dick over and over again. He continued pumping his hips, turning them slightly each time to give her extra pleasure. The way she gripped him sure pleasured him, and he wanted her to feel the same joy that filled him.

  Noah stood and unchained her ankles then Ezra withdrew from her and the two men tipped her right-side up, Ezra holding her tightly, knowing she’d be a little dizzy after being upside down for so long. While they stood there, Noah fitted his cock to her anus then drove in. Verity shivered and Ezra continued to support her, not having been told to do anything else.

  Soon she was moaning again, and Noah’s fingers began twisting and pinching her nipples. Ezra moved back a fraction to give Noah room and Noah nodded.

  “Verity, spread your legs wide. Ezra, kneel down and watch her cunt. Watch her come for me. You can fist yourself as you watch.”

  Up until that moment Ezra had been completely satisfied, fulfilled. But as soon as Noah said the words his dick hardened and lengthened and Ezra knew he wanted to come again. He kneeled with his face near her cunt, his knees apart, and fisted his cock. It was still damp from her essence and smelled of her. Scenting her cream on him aroused him even further and his dick leaped in his hand, throbbing with need.

  Noah stopped playing with her nipples and held her cunt wide. Ezra stared in delight. It was deep red inside, slick with her juices and already quivering a tiny bit. She was going to come a second time and come hard. And so was he. His dick was throbbing steadily, the head wet with his own pre-cum now, and he had to stop himself from drooling as he watched her cunt begin to quiver in earnest. Then it was rippling in waves, her cream dripping down the insides of her thighs, and his cock was burning with the need to come.

  Noah was a true Dom and always knew such things. Just when Ezra realized he couldn’t hold back much longer Noah ordered, “Shoot your load on her breasts.” Staggering to his feet, Ezra did, watching his white seed splatter across those perfect round globes and over her berry-brown nipples.

  Noah had been pounding hard into her ass. Now he held her so tight Ezra could see how white his knuckles were and knew Noah was coming, too.

  The sex had been wonderful. Once again Noah had devised some great scenes for them to do. The only problem was now they all had to go back to their own beds alone. Verity had a tiny room in the main house here at Carnal Connections. He and Noah each had an apartment in the city. Fuck! He couldn’t wait until they would all be together in the one bed to cuddle and snuggle and maybe fuck again all night.

  Chapter Two

  Verity punched her pillow and rolled over for the two millionth time. She should be the happiest woman on earth. She’d just been fucked blind by the two men she loved so much it hurt, she had a pack who cared for her under the leadership of a wise Alpha, and she lived in an awesome community that practiced the BDSM lifestyle she had discovered was necessary to her happiness.

  But…

  Yeah, but.

  But she didn’t know what was being done about Leticia’s stupid father. He was already in jail, so how could they punish him more than that? If he had a cell phone he could continue to harass them forever. They’d never be truly safe from him while he could hack into their lives anytime he pleased.

  Then there was Drew and Charlie. They’d been seen hanging around the parking lot at DNK Technology. Mr. Thomas might think they were after company secrets, but she was willing to bet they were after her and Serena, not inside information from the technology company. How could she ever be free and happy and do as she pleased if she was always going to need to be protected against a potential attack from them?

  And three, everything was moving too fast and it felt out of control. Everyone just assumed she wanted to live in a room in the main house opposite Serena. She and her twin were very close, that was true. Their father had been living in the Middle East for the past few years, teaching English at a university, so they relied on each other a lot, but in the last few days she’d realized that she wanted more than just a room with her men.

  She was not just a carbon copy of her twin, and besides, Pete and Josh, Serena’s mates, were panthers, so their lives and links were here at Carnal Connections. Ezra and Noah were humans and had jobs and lives and friends outside the community as well as inside it. Verity wanted a house, an apartment, a home where they could invite their human friends over and she could cook for them, throw small, private parties, do things as a family alone. Not just use the communal rooms here but be a real nuclear family in private. That’s what she wanted. She needed some private time, some personal space with her men, and a life outside a bedroom. She wanted more than a room, and the men were railroading her into their dream without considering her wishes. No one had even asked her if she wanted a kitchen. They’d just assumed she didn’t. They hadn’t asked her if she wanted a living room for guests. They hadn’t…Basically, apart from telling her they loved her and asking her to mate with them, they hadn’t asked her anything at all about her personal wishes and ideals. Well, fuck them. She was going to have to straighten them out and tell them to shape up and start considering her.

  But they’ve worked so hard planning the perfect mating for us.

  Tough. They’d just have to postpone the mating until a few more general issues were sorted out.

  Verity sat up in her bed, crossed her legs, and rested her elbows on her knees and her chin on one hand. Noah would feel that she was attacking his position as Dom if she complained about what was happening and refused to just mate him as he was planning. To question his authority was to attack his leadership, and he was a good Dom, kind, thoughtful, and considerate. A man who gave her wonderful orgasms every time. But life was about more than orgasms and about more than just doing as he said blindly. While she wasn’t going to act as dramatically as her sister had, she still had to communicate to both the men that she needed to be asked about her life. In the dungeon, sure, she’d do as he wanted. She trusted him completely. She trusted Noah in the world outside the dungeon, too, but he had to learn to find out her wishes and not just assume she’d blindly live the life he chose for her.

  Were the men just planning to continue seeing their friends in town and leaving her home alone at Carnal Connections as they did now? Were they, in effect, going to continue to act as bachelors out in the world while she stayed in the shadows as the meek little wife? Fuck that for a plan. If they mated, she mated them as a person of equal status needing equal attention, and her wishes were equal to theirs.

  Verity reached out to the nightstand and grabbed her cell phone.

  Meet me 2mo @ 1 @ the Wooden Spoon We need 2 talk, she tapped out.

  “No, better to not forewarn them,” she said to herself. She deleted We need 2 talk then sent the message.

  “Done.”

  * * * *

  Noah was pleased with the way all his plans were falling into place for his marriage with Ezra and Verity. Actually
, it was a mating. Ménage marriages weren’t legally recognized in Ohio yet, as far as he knew.

  Dungeon booked and scene planned? Check. Their room in the main building painted and furnished? Check. Mating celebration in the barn planned? Check. Food ordered? Check. BDSM scenes and other entertainment arranged? Check. Romantic element included? Check. Outdoor sex scene organized? Close. Not quite finalized, but he’d eventually figured out how to do it without freezing his balls off. So almost there. The date was only two weeks ahead and things were moving along really well.

  He was intrigued that Verity wanted them to have lunch together, but Noah supposed that he’d been a bit too focused on the mating arrangements instead of considering the needs of his partners for some premarriage romance. Must remember romance. She’s Serena’s twin, and remember how that went when Pete and Josh forgot to tell her how much they loved her?

  Noah pulled out his phone and tapped out a reminder to himself. Buy pink flowers.

  But what about Ezra? He’s an equal partner here, too, and I hardly think that pink flowers are what he wants.

  Noah picked up a pen off his desk and twisted it around and around his fingers, weaving it between them back and forth from thumb to baby finger and back again. No inspiration came to him.

  What would I like as a small gift telling me someone cared?

  Noah sat there for a long time staring blindly at his fingers twisting the pen, at his desk and the work he should have been doing, and at his phone. An app! An app Ezra would like! Relieved at coming to a decision, he tapped a reminder into his cell phone then bent his head again to the zoning application he was supposed to be reading. As a town planner, Noah found a lot of his time was taken up by people trying to find a way around rules which had been set in place for a purpose. Which wasn’t to say all the rules were good, but many of them had been deliberately devised for the safety and well-being of the community.