Full Measure [Mastering Holly Oaks] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (9 page)

Kat relaxed her legs and whimpered as Jay cupped both her breasts. He pushed them together a little and gave a light squeeze right before she saw his mouth come down to encase her nipple. “Ahh!” She was starting to moan and sigh. Everything felt so good. Her gentle sounds turned husky when Jay sucked her nipple with greater pressure. He began to use rhythmic pulses. She felt the pleasure zing from her nipple, in a central line, right to her clit. Fuck. When Jay switched to start the process over again with her other breast, he used his thumb and forefinger to gently pinch her abandoned nipple. She was starting to breathe in short pants now. She felt so restless she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to keep still anymore. When Jay rolled her nipple and lightly bit the other, she cried out in pleasure.

Something was happening to her, and she had no idea what. Was this normal? Why had this never happened before? Everything felt so damn good. She turned to Mac for help. She needed more. Her pussy had begun to ache with her need to be filled. “Sir? Please?” Her voice had turned breathless.

“Sweet pet, I’m going to take care of you. I want you to relax. Slow your breathing, honey, and I’ll make this so good for you. I’m going to bind you to the table. I think it will help free you of the worry to stay still. If you start to feel uncomfortable, or if it’s too much to handle, you just tell me, baby.”

She couldn’t even speak. She smiled at him and nodded. He moved quickly then, pulling straps out from the top and the sides of the table. From underneath, he grabbed what looked like four Velcro cuffs with fleece lining. He placed one on each of her wrists, making sure that they weren’t too tight, and then he snapped them to the strap at the head of the table. She had a little play, but not enough to bring her hands down.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” Mac whispered right before he kissed her. This kiss was different. He wasn’t seducing her this time. He was mastering her. He gently opened her mouth by tugging on her chin and then his tongue swept inside to rub with hers. He moaned as he explored her and sucked on her tongue. Jay’s continued assault on her breasts and Mac’s fierce kiss started a liquid fire in her blood. She felt the heat in her womb and started to rock her pelvis. When Mac broke the kiss, Kat was breathing hard again. Every nerve in her body was sensitized. God, she could have sworn the look on his face was love. Her heart was pounding. She needed these men. She needed so much. That look Mac gave her said he knew it and would be there to provide.

As Mac picked up the next cuff, Jay covered her breasts with his hands and came up for a kiss of his own. He was so tender and affectionate. He made love to her mouth while his thumbs circled her tight buds. She could feel everything, even the flow of air across her skin.

Mac placed a cuff on each of her thighs just a few inches above her knees. Then he attached the side straps and adjusted them so she was spread wide. She was stunned for a moment. Panting for breath, she just stared at Jay. “He wants you open for him, babe. He wants to taste you.” As soon as she figured out what he meant, she stiffened. Mark had only done this once. She hated it, and Mark was sure to tell her he hated it, too. He said he wouldn’t try it again, that she tasted awful. Oh, god, please don’t let him do this.

“Kitten. Look at me.” Mac’s voice was quiet and low. Kat looked at him while Jay leaned down to snuggle against her side.

“I’m going to do more than taste you, pet. There is no place for your fears here. I want to lick up every bit of cream you give me. It’s mine. This pussy is mine. I’m going to fuck your little cunt with my tongue and suck on that beautiful clit. Look at this pussy, slave. So soft and smooth. It’s swollen and red, pulsing for me. Her cream is coating her thighs.”

“Aw, fuck…you’re killing me, Master.” Jay was breathing as heavily as she was.

“How long has it been since someone fucked you, kitten?” Shit. Dirty talk. It always turned her on when she read her books. She imagined she would be repulsed or embarrassed if someone actually talked to her that way. Maybe even offended. Nope. She was so hot right now she almost couldn’t answer.

“Close to seven years, Sir.”

“Jesus, God.” Jay had closed his eyes and seemed to be practicing that deep breathing he loved so much.

“Yes, slave. She’s going to be so tight we’ll have to work our way in. I’m not going to fuck you tonight, pet. The first time I make love to my sub will not be in a club. But I will hear you scream your release tonight. I want to hear everything I do to you.” Mac’s face was set in harsh lines. There was sweat beading on his forehead. She still didn’t think that would happen, but for the first time in her life, she wondered if maybe it was possible. She couldn’t really worry about it now. Her brain went to mush the second Mac’s tongue touched her.

He used his hands on her inner thighs to open her even farther. With the flat of his tongue, he licked her in one stroke from her anus to her clit. Mac was moaning his approval as he sucked first one and then the other of her outer lips into his mouth. He lapped up the cream oozing from her cunt and started to focus on her clit. Using one hand, he pulled her hood up to give him better access. Then he started rubbing the side of her clit with his tongue. He alternated sides in a steady, slow rhythm. She felt his finger start to circle her hole.

God, yes. Please.

She needed something inside her to give her muscles friction. She cried out when he eased a finger all the way in. It was only one fucking finger, but she felt so damn full. She almost screamed at the loss when he immediately withdrew his finger.

“Slave, she’s close. Play with her breasts. Kitten, close your eyes, and feel. Feel how much we love this.”

Kat tossed her head to the side and obeyed. She couldn’t help but feel. They were everywhere. She couldn’t even think. Every time she pulled on one of her restraints, it made the throbbing in her pussy more intense. She was on sensory overload.

Mac dipped his head back, and she felt his tongue stab into her cunt. He fucked her with his tongue just like he said he would, and it was amazing. She could feel the sweat slicking her skin, her heart pounding in her ears. Finally he returned his attention to her clit and pushed two fingers into her heat. That little burn at the feel of her unused muscles stretching only increased her pleasure. His fingers rubbed the walls of her vagina until she let out a startled gasp.

“There we go.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Mac started to circle her clit in tight fast strokes with his tongue. He curled his two fingers inside her, right on that bundle of nerves he’d found, and then he rubbed. She felt a blast of heat run down her spine. Her lower back tingled a bit, and the pressure she felt in her pussy was turning painful. Just when she thought she couldn’t stand one more second, Mac sucked her clit into his mouth in hard pulls.

“Fuck! Uh, ahh…Sir!” Kat screamed, and felt every muscle freeze in a contraction so intense she couldn’t drag in air. Then it felt like superheated liquid pooled in her womb and spilled out in every direction. Her pussy was squeezing Mac’s fingers so hard he grunted in satisfaction. It seemed to go on and on, she couldn’t catch her breath. Mac just kept pulsing on her clit and inside her. She was mindless with pleasure, melting into the table.

After easing her down from her climax, Mac and Jay worked together to free Kat from her restraints. Jay gave her legs a brisk massage while Mac worked on her wrists. Kat just lay in a heap on the table. She couldn’t believe it. She had an orgasm. She was capable of having an orgasm.

All this time she thought there was something wrong with her. That she would never have a satisfying sex life. What had the problem always been? She’d been with two other men before Mark. It wasn’t as if he was the only one who couldn’t satisfy her. At first her friends in college said she would just have to be patient. She needed to learn her own body and what worked for her. Great advice. Nothing worked. She couldn’t give herself a damn orgasm. How was she supposed to make it happen with someone else? And she could never relax during sex. Her mind would always run a mile a minute. These men did something to her that just flipped a switch and turned off her thoughts.

After she started seeing Mark, she just sort of accepted that she wasn’t a sexual person. Her anxiety attacks started early on in the relationship, and she thought maybe the medication dulled her libido, too. All these years and she had been wrong. She wasn’t abnormal. She could have a healthy sex life, and with two luscious men to boot. How awesome was that?

She was vaguely aware that Mac had picked her up and was rocking her in the chair like a baby while Jay cleaned up the table. She was definitely aware of the tears though. Fuck, here she sat in this man’s arms after he’d just turned her world upside down, and she was bawling.

* * * *

Mac was at a loss. He knew an orgasm could be very emotional for a woman. He especially knew that submitting for the first time would be even more so. Kat was reacting pretty severely for that, though. She was in sub drop in a bad way right now, and he needed to help her level out quickly.

“Jay, get me some chocolate and a blanket,” he whispered.

Jay looked pretty worried. He never reacted this way, and never had to take care of a sub before. Mac wanted to reassure him, but he needed to know what kitten was thinking.

“Kitten, I want you to take deep breaths now. Look at me, and tell me what’s going on. I know that must have been very intense for you. After a scene you need to talk to your Dom, especially at first. I need to know what’s going on.” Mac was very calm and even toned. He was stroking her hair and wiping at her tears.

“Oh, god, Sir. I’m so sorry. These are happy tears, I think. I had an orgasm, you know.”

He couldn’t contain his laugh at her words. Of course he knew. Was she like this after every orgasm? They were going to have to buy stock in tissues.

“I know, baby. What I meant was, why do you cry after an orgasm, or is this because of the submission?” Right then, Jay came back with candy and blankets.

“Oh. I guess maybe I should have told you. I’ve never had an orgasm before. I didn’t think I could, actually, so I guess I’m just overwhelmed. And happy, man, am I happy.” The tears had stopped, and kitten was cozying up in the blanket. She sighed as she nibbled the chocolate. She was completely oblivious that Mac and Jay were just staring her like she had announced she was the Queen of England.

“Oh. Okay. Well, that’s good, then, we did well. That’s a relief,” Jay said and proceeded to lick some chocolate off kitten’s lips. Jesus! They were both acting like happy little kids now. He was stunned. First her amazing response to them, then the breakdown, the revelation, and now he was feeling kind of like the king of the world, having been able to give this woman what no man had. Was he the only one who needed a minute? Guess so.

The biggest smile overcame him as he continued to rock and watch his subs. Jay was kneeling by their feet and nuzzling kitten. She was draped over his lap like a well-sated woman. This would be his life. He would do anything to make it so. They were the best things in his world, and he was keeping them.

* * * *

After a little while they decided to head back to the main room. Her boys cleaned her up from head to toe with warm washcloths and helped her put her dress back on. She noticed a heart palpitation or two, but tried to toss it off. She never knew when a panic attack would strike, but she wouldn’t worry now. She could not have one when she was so happy.

They strolled into the room and were right in front of the table when it hit her. Unbearable flashes of heat lit up her heart and spread with every pump down her arteries. She broke out in a cold sweat and ran for the bathroom. She barely got the door open, her hands were shaking so badly. Dropping to the floor in front of the toilet, she started to vomit. The pain in her chest was getting severe, and her heart was beating far too rapidly. Her stomach was so cramped she could barely take a breath before another spasm hit. Fuck. This was a bad one. And it was only getting worse with the realization that she could not hide it from them. They would all know in a matter of minutes.

Kelly burst through the stall door and dropped down behind Kat. “Kat, baby. Tell me what’s happening. Do I need to call the ambulance? Jesus, you look like shit. You’re shaking all over.”

Kat managed to stop puking long enough to push Kelly away and lay flat on her back. It was the only way she knew to try and stop the nausea. After a few deep breaths that didn’t really seem to reach her lungs, she managed to look at Kelly. “I need my purse and water, Kel. Now.”

Kelly ran out the door yelling for Kat’s purse. Before she could get back, Mac and Jay were crowding her. Mac was trying to lift her up some so he could support her.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Jay yelled, white as a ghost.

At that very minute she could not explain this. All she could manage was to tell them she needed them to stop touching her and give her room to breathe. She needed her medicine and she’d be okay.

* * * *

Mac was looking at his kitten on the floor of the fucking bathroom. He had never felt so helpless. It seemed she knew what was happening to her, and she had medicine for it. He needed her to get better. Looking at her in this state was breaking him. Jay’s fists were clenched and his body was tense. He wanted to help, too, but they could only be here for her and wait this out. When she was better, though, she had some explaining to do. She should have told them every health concern she had. He’d be really pissed if he didn’t know that it was his responsibility to ask about medical problems in the first place. Well, he was damn sure going to ask as soon as he could.

Kelly came back with kitten’s purse and a medicine bottle in hand. James was right behind her with water and fresh wet towels.

“How many, honey?” Kelly asked while ripping the top off.

“Two.”

Fuck, she wasn’t breathing right. She could barely answer. He was giving her ten more minutes in this state before he called 911.