A Mate to Share [Wolf Pack Mates 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (6 page)

Jett started by standing level with her right hip and laying four neat, clean strokes with his whip across her ass. Each one left a faint pink line.

He stepped back and Morgan moved in behind Eve, swatting her ass twice with the paddle, and then each upper thigh once.

Now he took a step backward and Jett set his body to be level with Eve’s left hip. He repeated his strokes with the whip then crossed the room and took a thin, light cane from the counter, while Morgan repeated his paddling of Eve’s tightly muscled ass. Her butt was absolutely perfect. Rounded in a feminine way, but with plenty of muscle tone, so it was tautly stable, not jiggling and wobbling when he tried to paddle her. It was also turning pink, making it twice as delicious in his mind.

Morgan swapped his paddle for the heavier one, while Jett caned Eve, and they both kept watch that she was appreciating the punishment. Her body language was still accepting and when he used his extra wolf senses to sniff her cunt, he could smell her arousal. Between her open legs the lips of her pussy were already glistening with her honey.

He and Jett exchanged glances. It was all systems go with the next stage of their plan. He swatted her ass with the paddle, then spanked each thigh as he’d been doing before, but this time he followed up with one swat at each shoulder. She shouldn’t have been expecting that.

Jett came back with a flogger and he let the strands trail over Eve’s skin, before punishing her with strokes that let some of the strands circle her ribs, and on his next strike, the strands also hit her pussy. Jett’s final stroke had a few strands land quite close to her breasts. Morgan gave one last paddle to her ass and then they stopped. By now she should be sufficiently highly aroused to beg them to finish her off. But that wasn’t their plan as yet.

“Would you like to come, slave?” asked Jett.

“Yes, Master.”

“Are you wet?” asked Morgan.

“Yes, Master.”

Once again Morgan moved back to give Jett better access to Eve’s body. Morgan watched as Jett stroked one hand up the inside of Eve’s thigh. He saw her muscles twitching as Jett’s fingers lightly brushed the joint between her body and her leg. He also noted the almost infinitesimal movement of her hips, to try to get Jett’s fingers where she wanted them.

“Wicked sub. For that disobedient act, there will be no release for you yet,” Morgan thundered.

Jett had been watching Eve’s face as Morgan chastised her. He turned his head to Morgan and blinked. So, Eve must have reacted when he spoke. The most likely reason was that she’d been surprised they noticed her tiny movement. Well, that was the advantage of there being two of them. One could be looking at her cunt while the other watched her body as a whole. She was smart, though. She wouldn’t make that mistake again. But right now they would punish her for it.

Jett kneeled down and uncuffed her ankles, taking the spreader bar back to the drawers and putting it away, while Morgan unlocked her hands and massaged her shoulders. He led her back to the middle of the room and said, “Kneel. Hands behind your back.”

When she did so he unzipped his pants and let them fall, pulling his cock out of his low-rise thong. “Suck me.”

She wouldn’t know how much he’d been longing for this moment—assuming things had gone as they’d guessed. But Morgan had felt sure that sooner or later she’d push the boundaries. He knew under that cool and reserved exterior a very passionate woman was hiding, and one who had a smart mind as well. When she’d teased them on the way here he’d been certain she’d test her will against theirs at some stage. And she had. So now his big concern was going to be seeing how proficient she was at sucking cock without risking himself coming. Just seeing her naked and obedient, her ass all pretty and pink, was almost enough to make him come without feeling her luscious lips on his aching dick as well.

Eve leaned forward and flattened her tongue, licking a long swipe up the side of his shaft. She did that so well his entire body shivered with delight. Then she wrapped her tongue around his cockhead, and gradually sucked him into her mouth. She pressed the tip of her tongue in the eye of his dick and licked out his cum, before sucking him so more.

Holy shit!
He was going to have to stop her quite soon or the game would be all over. He longed to grab hold of her hair and move her head until she sucked him to completion, but that was not the plan for today. Today was to be all about her. Finding her limits, learning all her quirks and tastes, pleasing her so much she wanted to be with them again, and again, and again.

“Enough. Lie flat on your face, hands by your side.”

Morgan stepped back and pushed his engorged cock back inside his thong, then pulled his pants up. The next section was Jett’s. He looked across at his co-Dom and saw Jett’s cock was just as huge as his.
This could be interesting.

* * * *

When he’d run his hand up Eve’s inner thigh, Jett’s cock had almost exploded. He’d scarcely touched her silky soft skin, but it’d been enough to almost bring him to his knees. He’d been really glad Morgan was there to punish her for teasing him, because his endurance had been stretched to the breaking point. Now it was time to see if he could make her snap.

The way they’d told her to lie on the cold concrete floor meant she couldn’t watch them. When a sub was permitted to rest her head on her forearms, she could sneak a peek out between her fingers. By ordering Eve to have her face to the floor all she could use to watch them was a small amount of her peripheral vision, and Jett intended to make damn sure she couldn’t guess his plans.

Jett stomped over to the counter, letting his boots echo on the concrete floor. He’d asked for ice cubes to be provided in an insulated flask so there was no hint for her to guess by catching sight of an ice bucket or something like that. Anyone who saw an insulated flask would automatically assume it was a hot drink, not ice.

Jett kneeled beside her body and said, “You aren’t permitted to move.” Then he placed a row of ice cubes along her spine, a shorter row in the small of her back above her ass, and picked up a single cube in his fingers to force inside her anus. When it popped through the tight ring of muscles, he inserted a second one, then a third. The heat of her body would very quickly melt the cubes. The room was warm, and her ass was hot from the punishment. Nonetheless, he watched her skin sprout goose bumps where the ice rested.

Jett looked up at Morgan, whose hands were behind his back. Keeping his back turned away from Eve, Morgan moved down toward her feet, then crouched beside her and ran the feather he was hiding from her over the soles of her feet. She tried not to move, but her toes curled.
Good.
A ticklish sub was going to give them a lot of opportunities for various games.

Morgan dipped the feather in the water from the melting ice cubes on her back, and trailed it across her skin, along her sides, down to her ribs, and across her shoulders. The contrast between the feather teasing her skin, and the icy-cold wet trail it left, should arouse her even farther, he hoped.

Jett watched Morgan as well as Eve, and was ready when Morgan glanced at him. He scooped the partly melted ice cubes back into their container and returned it to the bench, taking the feather from Morgan with him at the same time.

Now was the crux of the entire session. Would she fuck them or not? Was it what she wanted, or had she been satisfied already? It was quite reassuring to have Morgan standing at his side. That way the two of them could make the decision together, and that should mean it was much less likely they’d make a mistake and misjudge her. Jett was almost fearful of misunderstanding her and alienating her feelings. It was going to be exceptionally difficult to bring her to a decision to mate with them before telling her about them being wolves, without risking a misunderstanding of her body language along the way.

“Stand, sub. You deserve a reward. Would you like to come?” he asked her.

“Yes, Master.”

“Would you like to be fucked?” asked Morgan.

Her cheeks flushed pink, but her voice was firm. “Yes, Master.”

“Are you wet?”

“Yes, Master.”

Jett stood back and watched as this time it was Morgan who touched her. And this time she stood absolutely motionless, not moving so much as a muscle. She was obviously very intent on winning her reward now, and not prepared to jeopardize it in any way. That told him a lot about her. For a start, it proved she’d deliberately tried to influence them last time. But he’d guessed that immediately anyway. It also showed him she was measuring them just as much as they were measuring her, which proved she was an intelligent woman. He liked that, very much.

Morgan scooped some of her honey from her pussy lips onto his fingers and offered the juice to Jett. Jett licked a finger and nodded. “She’s ready.”

Morgan stripped off his pants, thong, socks, and shoes, then rolled a condom over his cock. The man looked every bit as aroused as he was. When Morgan was ready, Jett unlaced his boots and removed them and his socks, unzipped his pants, and pulled them and his boxers off together. He collected the condom he’d chosen, which was a chocolate-flavored one, and rolled it on. His cock was so engorged it was quite a challenge, but it was much too soon to suggest to Eve they go bareback.

Morgan sat on the floor in the center of the room, legs splayed wide apart. “Sit on my knee. Face outward.”

Eve gave him a curious look, but said nothing, and did as he said, letting her legs fold backward over the top of Morgan’s.

Now it was Jett’s turn. He stood in front of them, between Morgan’s legs, his cock level with Eve’s mouth. She was tall for a woman, but just the perfect height for this particular scene. Jett braced his feet apart and said, “Suck me.”

At first he rested his hands on her shoulders as she gently held his cock and balls in her palms. But as she sucked him down, and Morgan began to pump up and down inside her cunt, Jett gripped her head to hold her where he wanted her most. He pulled the hairpins out of her updo and ran his fingers through her hair. It smelled of flowers and was so soft and fine to touch. His hair was thick and coarse compared to hers. His hair never smelled this good either.

Although he was familiar with the logistics of a ménage, having spent hours with Morgan planning potential scenes, he’d never understood until now just how erotic it was to be with Eve while Morgan was fucking her and she was fucking him. Her hands and mouth were moving as he directed her, but also as she reacted to Morgan’s fucking of her. He could tell how her passion was rising and rising, and how it was becoming harder and harder for her to concentrate on him. He also knew the exact moment when she lost control, her body convulsing in an orgasm.

Jett moved her head more firmly, pushing himself deep into her throat, knowing he was so close to coming. She teased his balls and the line of his scrotum as she sucked him, and he exploded inside his condom, well pleased with the way the scene had concluded. It’d been hard work for her to bring him off over the condom, but she’d arisen to the challenge very well indeed, and succeeded.

Double penetration of her would be even better, but today had been too soon to suggest that. Next time, if everything went well, it was a definite possibility, though.

Jett stepped backward and took her hands, pulling her to her feet. “It’s time for the three of us to get cleaned up,” he said, deliberately not using the dungeon terminology.

Morgan scrambled to his feet as well, and they moved into the small en-suite bathroom.

What Eve didn’t know was that this section of the evening had been all planned out by the two of them as well. Morgan turned the water on hot while Jett disposed of his condom and collected the small bottles of bodywash and shampoo the club provided. Morgan and Jett guided Eve under the water once it was warm, and Jett followed her into the shower. He poured the bodywash into his hands and began massaging her shoulders and back, then down to her ass, making sure her skin was undamaged. She might have a slightly sore ass tomorrow, but that was all. The skin was unbroken and there was only one small area that even looked to be bruised.

Morgan, having discarded his condom, now joined them, squeezing behind Eve so his back was to the tiles. Jett handed him the shampoo and left him to massage her head. Now that Jett had her front to play with, he took great delight in massaging her breasts and belly. Instantly she widened her stance. So, she was agreeing to play.
Excellent.

He poured more bodywash into his hands and cupped her breasts, rubbing his hands over and over her skin, before starting to pull gently on her nipples, elongating them and pinching them. Then he slid his hands lower, teasing around her bellybutton before washing her mound. When he finally slid a finger inside her cunt she gripped him so tightly he had to smile. Instantly he removed it and began soaping the line between her groin and her torso, first one side, then the other. She wiggled her hips at him, but all he did was wash them.

Only when he saw Morgan playing with her ass did he slide his fingers into her pussy again. Then, together, he finger-fucked her cunt, while Morgan worked at her rear entry. Soon she was moaning, wiggling her hips madly, pushing down on his fingers, and clenching her pussy muscles on them. He filled her with three fingers and looked at Eve. Her eyes were closed, her hands balled into fists at her side, and her chest was heaving as she dragged air into her lungs. Raising his gaze higher, he glanced at Morgan who nodded.