Zach withdrew his tongue from her pussy and flicked it over her clit, which made sensation shoot through her body. She froze, muscles locking as she struggled not to come, struggled to keep her eyes open and on Caleb. Her whimper was muffled by the cock in her mouth.
“Very nice, baby.” There was approval in his voice.
His hands stroked her side before moving between her body and Zach's. He found her nipple and squeezed, rocketing her back to the verge of orgasm. She gasped when he twisted, his hand on her back the only thing keeping her from releasing Zach.
“Zach.”
She wanted to weep when Zach turned his head, stopping the ministrations on her clit.
“Let's see how much pain my little mate can take.”
Pain? Did he say
“Mmm,” Zach hummed, his fingers slowly stroking in and out of her cunt. “Let's see.” Caleb rolled off the side of the bed, and she started to lift her head, but he sent her a commanding look that twisted up her insides and sent electricity arcing through her system.
“Mouth on his cock. Eyes on me,” he ordered. Why the hell did she comply?
Oh yeah. The way he made her feel. Not just her body, but in her soul. She could let go with Caleb. Like this. She knew he'd catch her if she fell. Under any other circumstance, the idea would make her frown. Here, sexually, she could count on him to take care of her. But in the rest of her life, he couldn't give her what she really needed. She didn't think there was a man out there that could. One who was confident enough to handle her public life and was strong enough to take her over in the bedroom. Such a man didn't exist.
She'd kept her eyes on him, but she was distracted as he rummaged through a drawer until he turned back to face her, a chain clinking as it dangled from his fingers. Her inner muscles spasmed, and Zach growled a protest as her fist tightened on his cock. She consciously loosened her grip.
“I think she likes the idea,” Zach said.
“She does,” Caleb replied, walking toward her, unscrewing one nipple clamp as he approached. Damn him. She choked back a sob. She didn't want to give him that much of herself, but he was going to leave her nothing. No secrets. No boundaries.
He sat next to her and with a hand on her shoulder nudged her up. “Just for a minute, baby.”
He met her scrutiny, and she was afraid those dark, intense eyes saw straight to her soul.
“Do you trust me?”
Here it was. Her chance to bring this scene down a notch, to protect her heart in the process. Or try to. She was realizing there was no way in hell she was walking out of this room in full possession of it.
“Liza.” He paused until she focused on him again. “Do you trust me to take care of you?”
He gripped her chin with his fingers before she could answer. “No hiding, baby,” he said softly. “I want everything.”
And God help her, she wanted to give it. She took a deep breath and nodded her head. He didn't wait for verbal permission, moving quickly and efficiently to attach the first clamp. The stinging built as he tightened the screw. He stopped just when the pain became too much, before she could protest, and then he did the same with the other clamp. The chain was heavy between her breasts, and after a couple deep breaths, the pain began to recede. Then he pushed on her lower back, urging her to lean forward.
“Now. I believe you have a task to complete.”
A task. She would have snickered but her clamped nipples brushed against Zach's belly.
Pain and pleasure mingled and she tried to ignore it as she took his cock back into her mouth. His tongue returned to push into her pussy while his fingers rubbed her clit. Her body grew more frantic with each stroke, and she sucked him harder, knowing Caleb wanted her to hold back, wanted Zach to come before she did.
She tried to ignore what he was doing to her, ignore the pleasure/pain in her nipples and concentrated on him, on his cock, thrilled when she felt his desperation rise. She had one hand around the base of his shaft and used the other to support herself. His thigh tensed under her hand, muscles bunching, and she knew he was close to losing control. She sucked him harder, faster, and in seconds, his hips were rising to meet her. His hands gripped her ass, hard enough that she knew she'd have bruises, and with a loud groan, he froze, his cock deep in her throat as he came. She barely got a taste of it before Caleb lifted her off the bed.
Chapter Five
Caleb pressed her front to the wall and plunged into her from behind with a growl. “Now you can come, baby.”
And she did, with a low cry, her pussy milking his cock as he pumped into her. He'd forgotten how good that felt. How good her surrender felt. There was no way he was ever letting her go again.
His spine tingled and he slowed his thrusts. He wasn't ready to come yet. Wanted,
He was in complete agreement and his incisors lengthened.
With his hands gripping her hips, holding her still, he moved in slow, lazy movements, his teeth gently scraping the skin on the vulnerable column of her neck. Her breath quickened. She let her head fall back to rest against his chest completely exposing her neck to his bite. The ultimate show of submission. He rewarded her with a hard slam, moving one hand to the chain that hung between her breasts. When he tugged it, she held her breath and froze, her pussy clamping around him as she came again. He didn't wait for her shudders to subside, didn't wait for her brain to reengage.
He hammered into her hard, with a fast driving rhythm, and he was coming in seconds, biting down on her neck. When he tasted her blood, he drew back, knowing that mark would never go away. Never fade. She was his now.
Sometime while he'd been inside her, Zach had left the room. Good. He wanted some time alone with her. Sometime soon, Zach would insist on the same thing. Caleb lifted her easily and carried her to the bed. Her
