Surreal (Divine Trilogy #3) (3 page)

Had that really happened?
Jayden couldn’t believe she’d come again with no effort on his part. It was like she was on a hair trigger, and he loved it—his jewel’s body got so responsive when she was worked up like this.

Letting her fingers slide from his mouth so he could take a step back, he watched Landon draw Catherine back against his chest, bare now that he’d shed the coveralls. His friend’s knowledgeable hands kneaded her tits, tugging on her nipples the way she liked.

Jayden hurried to yank his shirt over his head, then worked his way out of the black leather that had been hugging his legs and ass all evening. The fresh air was a welcome relief on his hot, sweaty skin.

Because he’d wanted to thank Landon and Paige for their help with his and Catherine’s anniversary plans, Jayden had been scheming with his friend to make tonight special. Both the girls had made mention, either in their journals or in casual conversation, that they wanted to have a couples’ playdate. The plan had been to work them up to make sure they were good and horny, and then have some fun in one of the club’s private rooms.

Using a club room would keep it on neutral ground. The two Doms had also agreed that Paige should get a bit more of the attention, seeing that Catherine had recently been pampered, so to speak.

Showing extreme patience, Paige awaited her instructions. Meanwhile, his jewel was emitting lewd noises under Landon’s ministrations, which made Jayden’s cock ache. He took the swollen length in his fist and stroked it while moving toward where Paige stood.

“Kneel.”

She complied and already had her mouth open when he reached her.

Without preamble, he rubbed the head of his cock over her lips, then pressed it between them. He waited till she’d closed her red lips around his tip, then he popped it out, groaned at the feeling and did it again. Reaching down, Jayden found her stretched nipples and flicked them with his fingers till she started panting, opening her mouth wider so he could slide in deeper.

Landon wanted his yella rose to get better at deep-throating, so he had agreed to let Jayden work with her. In Jayden’s experience, he’d found that distracting a submissive by arousing them through pain and pleasure tended to help them focus less on the difficulty of swallowing a cock, and just do it.

There was a certain satisfaction in being right.

As expected, Paige’s throat opened like a morning glory to Jayden, and he acted. While the Dom pleasured himself with her mouth, he maneuvered their bodies around so they could have a better view of Landon and Catherine.

His friend had stopped playing with Catherine’s tits, and she was now on her knees before him. Watching her lips stretch around Landon’s cock had Jayden thickening in Paige’s mouth. Needing to back off and cool down a tad, he extracted himself and went to a tantric chair that sat in the corner. The two men had agreed that approaching the piece of furniture, which looked much like a lazy ‘m’ with the second hump higher than the first, would be the signal to move the scene along.

Landon groaned when he had to break the vacuum seal Catherine had on him, but he did and brought her to Jayden, stopping to collect Paige on the short journey across the room. The foursome gathered around the sensual piece of furniture. Dark red leather molded to the chair’s curves and was finished with large brass tacks.

Jayden beckoned his pet with a snap of his fingers. She came to his side and waited while he got comfortable. He stood at the head of the sex chair, his crotch resting against the plush, upper curve.

The room was silent apart from their heady breaths while he assessed the set up. “Landon, do you mind if I make a couple of adjustments to our earlier plan? I think it might be a little precarious, and one of the girls could get hurt.”

“Sure thing. Tell us where you want us.” Amusement threaded Landon’s voice.

Jayden was pleased that everyone seemed so relaxed. He’d hoped this would be fun for all of them, and so far, it was turning out that way.

“Okay. You’re up first then, my man. Straddle the chair, then recline so that your head is down on the footrest. Your ass will be down here by the back.” He patted the dip in the seat while Landon went into action. “Paige, you’ll straddle your Master’s lap next, facing him, but don’t slide down that veiny cock until you’re given permission.”

She whimper-moaned but hurried to obey with a quiet, “Yes, Sir.”

“Catherine, my divine little slut, get your pussy over Sir Landon’s face.” The widening of her emerald eyes spiked his heart rate. She was so beautiful that, at times, Jayden found the very air he depended on being whisked out of him. Corny though the coined phrase was, he was “twitterpated” where that woman was concerned. Giving his head a shake to dislodge the mushy emotion, he directed his attention back to the task at hand. They could be cuddly later, at home. Now was the time to let his dominant side get a deep drink of the illicit pleasure he craved.

“Aye, Master.” Catherine’s eyes twinkled, and the apples of her cheeks flushed. She turned to face him, then proceeded to back up into the position she’d been told to take, like the good girl she was.

While Jayden conducted their arrangement, he continued to stroke himself, almost without care, but with enough grip to keep his cock hard. Not that it was difficult to maintain an erection with all the bared flesh in his line of vision.

Jayden and Catherine now stood at either end of the chair, facing each other across the distance. Between them, Paige stood astride Landon waiting for her queue to lower her body.

Once everyone was in place, a single word slipped from Jayden’s lips: “Now.” The room filled with the lusty murmurs of appreciation when each of their groins received an erotic caress.

Catherine spread her stance to better offer her smooth cunt to Landon’s eager tongue, a pleased sound escaping her when he made contact. Paige’s head slammed back against the chair, a mangled cry breaking free the moment she impaled herself on Landon’s cock.

That was Jayden’s opening. It was nothing for him to pin Paige’s shoulders against the high, curved back of the chair with his large palms when she arched back. He pushed his cock into her open mouth and a sense of power filled him when her eyes shot open in surprise at his unexpected action. Momentary panic skipped across her pretty blues, then they ignited into a dark fire within. He groaned with satisfaction and pressed his thighs tighter against the chair.

“That’s it, Paige. Relax your throat, open for me . . .”

With short pulses, then long, and then back to shallow again, Jayden worked his length between her lips. He hadn’t told Catherine what to do with herself, other than to sit on Landon’s face, so when he managed to draw his eyes open and look over at her, the intense look she wore surprised him.

Catherine was fixated on the sight of his cock in Paige’s mouth—she had to be. If he hadn’t known any better, he’d have sworn what she was
seeing
was turning her on more than what she was
feeling
. Landon’s dexterous tongue couldn’t distract his jewel from ogling her Master’s cock. Jayden shuddered in response, and Paige gagged below him. He pulled back to give her some air.

“Does his tongue feel good on you, Catherine? Do you like the way he flicks it across your clit?” The Dom loved to tease, to elicit begging and desperation from his pet.

Red hair billowed around her when she dropped her head forward, nodding. “Aye, Master. Sir Landon is good, but this girl still prefers your tongue.”

While the answer pleased Jayden immensely, Landon must not have agreed, because Catherine let out a shriek then tried to stand up and pull away. Landon had been ready, though, and his hands snaked out to catch her around the thighs, allowing her to lift up but not step back.

“You’d rather feel the sting of my bite than the lap of my tongue, then?” Landon murmured from between her legs.

Jayden chuckled at his friend’s response. Without a doubt, that little nip to her pussy had just brought her closer to orgasm than twenty minutes of sensual licking could ever do.

“No, aye . . . this girl does not know . . .” Catherine was babbling, and her words were scattered.

By the time he got her home tonight, she was going to be exhausted and ready to sleep like the dead. That didn’t mean Jayden was prepared to go easy on her right then, though. Not even close. Instead, it was time to step up the intensity level.

“Jewel, I think you need some pussy of your own to enjoy. Get your mouth on Paige. Now.” The Dom snapped his fingers then thrust into Paige’s throat.

“As you wish, M-master . . .” she trailed off as Landon’s tonguing resumed.

While Catherine leaned over the Dom’s body, searching for Paige’s smooth pussy where she was mounted on Landon, Jayden reached down to twist and pull on the blonde’s hypersensitive nipples.

Between the three of them, Paige could only endure.

The poor girl was unable to even attempt to thrash about, given that she was skewered from both ends—much like a piece of meat roasting over an open pit. Catherine’s tongue was the final straw, it seemed. Arched backward over the chair, Paige’s small tits encased in Jayden’s large hands, Landon’s cock buried deep inside her from below, and now, Catherine lapping at her protruding clit, the submissive began to moan.

The sudden burst of arousal threatened to catch up with Jayden. In the urgency of riding out Paige’s unauthorized orgasm, Jayden feared shooting his come down the girl’s throat, and he had to pull out.

“Tsk, tsk, little girl. I don’t think you asked permission for that,” the Dom sneered with a wicked smile, stretching her nipples outward and away from her slim frame.

Paige groaned, and it was a tad surprising how guttural it sounded since her usual voice was very female, light and airy.

Releasing Paige’s swollen buds, Jayden stepped out and around the head of the tantric chair, moving toward his jewel. The few moments it took him to shift around aided him in regaining his composure, and he was able to once again control his urge to come. As she had not been told otherwise, Catherine continued to slurp at Paige, the wet sounds hot and bothersome to Jayden.

In the best way possible.

The second he was close enough to reach her, Jayden placed an open hand on Catherine’s shoulder. He trailed his fingers down her body, letting them press in a little harder, a little deeper, the farther down her body he went. When he reached her creamy ass, it afforded him the opportunity to bring his fingers in closer until he was gripping her rounded cheeks in each hand. Releasing her, he brought his right palm up to smack the plump under-edge of a cheek, and just as quickly, he turned his palm over to bring it back down on the top side of her ass. A loud set of cracks echoed in the room, and her flesh reddened.

Catherine cried out in surprise, but at least she knew he was moving into place behind her now.

Using both his hands, the Dom grabbed more of her juicy ass then leaned over to bite and nibble while pulling her open and closed, revealing her still-stretched passage. The lubricant Landon had drizzled on her when they’d first arrived in the room remained. Jayden slid a single, testing digit into her.

When there was no resistance, only a needy whimper for more from his pet, Jayden allowed a second and soon a third finger to penetrate her while he rotated his wrist, stretching her. Feeling Catherine’s body accept him with such abandon and willingness stoked the fire in his loins, and he was soon lining himself up with her ass. Truth be told, he’d been excited about taking her like that since he’d first seen the plug in place earlier that evening.

Little by little, he inched forward, going slow to give her time to adjust despite having prepped her with the plug. Jayden was large, he knew, and to cram his cock up her ass could still be damaging. A few minutes spared at the beginning for proper stretching equaled unbridled thrusting once they got going.

And once that happened, the entire group lost themselves, without care for which bits dangled, bounced, or touched.

Landon and Paige slowed to a lackadaisical leisure fuck while Catherine continued lapping at her friend’s pussy. Landon did the same between Catherine’s thighs, Paige rolling and gyrating her hips to work her body above him.

Sliding into Catherine’s constrictive channel was pure pleasure for Jayden so much so that he enjoyed taking his time building up a gradual, steady rhythm inside her ass.

The atmosphere had become near humid from their heavy breathing and perspiration, not to mention the release of other fluids. Erotic whispers and whimpers of longing escaped the women. Jayden and Landon added their own bass tones to the mix when they groaned.

Together as one unit they moved, a well-lubed machine with just the right amount of friction rubbing where each needed it. Breathy pleas met heady denials until the Doms knew there was no more holding back and they granted permission, at last. In a round of musical orgasms, the men and women took their turns peaking, then receding into a state of mush.

Tired but sated, the friends ended up saying their goodbyes for the night and going their separate ways after they’d collected their costume pieces. Catherine was asleep before Jayden’s car pulled away from the curb.

Jayden’s eyes flew open before the alarm could wake him. Today was a big day—Erin was moving in with him at long last. Considering she’d accepted his proposal, it would’ve been ludicrous for her not to take this step. That didn’t lessen the importance of the gesture to him, though.

At first, his girl had threatened to stay in her apartment until they were legally wed, which almost gave him a heart attack. It wasn’t like they needed to protect her purity or some shit. He’d had her in every possible way imaginable, short of him growing a second dick.

He leaped out of bed and took a quick shower to rid himself of the last traces of sleepiness that pulled at him. Bypassing breakfast, Jayden made his way to Micah’s apartment door. The coolness of the November morning tried to penetrate his bones, but he knew in another hour the temperature would be rising, right along with their heart rates and core temps while they worked.

“Morning, Sir.” A weary-eyed Micah pulled the door open and leaned into it, dragging a hand down his face. Despite the covering of blond facial hair, his former submissive maintained a boyish appearance.

Jayden smirked. “Late night?”

“Maybe . . .” Now Micah grinned, looking more alive.

“Come on. The others are going to meet us at Erin’s. I thought we’d pick up some coffee and donuts on the way.”

“Give me ten minutes, and I’ll be ready.”

Micah closed the door, and Jayden made his way to the garage. He cranked the truck’s ignition and pulled around front to wait for his assistant. Forty-five minutes later, they were distributing hot drinks and pastries to Erin, Paige, Landon, and Shawn.

“Are you sure about this?” Erin fussed at his side, sipping her mocha. “It doesn’t feel right leaving you guys to do all the work while I run off with Paige.”

Landon’s barking laugh broke the quiet morning. “Darlin’, you haven’t been immersed in a day of wedding planning with her yet. I dare say we’ll be less tired than you by nightfall.” He winked at her, and Paige huffed at him.

Jayden hugged Erin close. “And it won’t be just be Paige,” he confessed.

“What do you mean?” Erin asked. With her hair pushed back off her face and fixed in a braid, the emerald coloring of her eyes sparkled in the morning sun.

“I might have mentioned our plans for today to Mom—” A honking horn cut him off. “Speak of the devil.” He laughed when a sleek black car pulled up next to the group.

“Jillian’s here?” Erin’s beauty was enhanced by the genuine happiness of her smile.

“You don’t mind, do you, Erin?” Paige piped up. “Jayden said she offered to join us, and I thought it’d be fun.”

“Are you kidding? Of course I don’t mind.” She turned to Jayden. “You always manage to surprise me. One of these days, I’m going to get you back, mister.”

He moved in for a kiss, then he whispered low against her lips in a seductive tone, “That’s a promise I look forward to you keeping,
pet
.”

“Jayden, let that poor girl go and get over here to give your momma a hug!” Jillian Masterson stood next to the open car door with her hands on her hips and a huge smile plastered on her painted lips.

After a final squeeze, he released Erin from his embrace then closed the distance to his mother. They shared a long hug before she let him go to draw Erin in for a round of affection.

“You didn’t drive up this morning, did you, Jillian? You would’ve had to be up awful early.”

“No, dear.” She tossed back her auburn hair, elongating her leathery, tanned neck to laugh. “I’m way past doing early mornings. Malcolm had business in town yesterday, so I came up with him. We’re staying at the condo.”

“Mom, ladies,” Jayden tipped his head to each of them, “we can catch up tonight at dinner. Now let’s get this show on the road, because the sooner the move is done, the closer this wonderful woman comes to being all mine.” He lifted Erin’s ringed hand to his lips, laying a possessive peck on her knuckles near the black gem.

“You heard the man, girls. We’ve got money to spend!” Jillian said.

They dispersed, Paige stopping to hug Landon and getting an ass smack for her efforts.

Erin handed her apartment keys over to Jayden, giving him a farewell kiss before she joined Jillian and Paige in the hired car. Jillian stuck her head out of the window and informed the boys they’d bring dinner back when they returned.

Landon stood next to Jayden, shaking his head and waving at the trio as they pulled away.

“Alright, boys, let’s do this.” Jayden clapped his hands and the quartet ascended the stairs to Erin’s apartment.

*~*~*

Before the driver could pull the car out of the parking lot, Jillian was talking a mile a minute. Paige seemed to be following it all, but Erin felt lost while she watched them banter like a tennis match.

“Whoa, slow down. We’ve got all day and the only actual appointment is at the dress shop. Paige is meeting the seamstress who will be doing the custom work on her gown.”

Paige and Jillian shared a look.

“What?” Erin was on alert at once.

“Erin, sweetie,” Paige began.

“Oh, no. This isn’t about me today, Paige. We’re doing stuff for
your
wedding, not mine. Jayden and I haven’t even set a date yet.”

“And? Your point is?”

Jillian took over, “Because you two haven’t pinned down a date is all the more reason to get busy straight away. There is so much to sort out and plan—”

“I don’t know. In my mind, I kind of thought it would be small and quick.”

Paige snorted at that, and Erin kicked her friend in the shin before she said something not suitable for Jillian’s ears.

Jillian leaned toward Erin to lay a manicured hand on her knee. “I’ve waited almost forty years for my son to get married. This is one event that will not be downplayed if I have anything to say about it.”

Erin felt her eyes begin to lower under the intensity of her future mother-in-law’s stare. Paige nudged her knee, which reminded her that submitting to
one
Masterson was quite enough.

“Surely you’ve got some ideas, Erin? A general time frame and colors, for instance.”

The young woman’s thoughts went to the ink encircling her waist. It captured her heritage, the red and green braiding a permanent reminder of her Irish roots.

Paige clapped. “That dreamy look means yes!”

Across from her, Jillian relaxed into her seat with a smug grin, and Erin threw up her hands. “Fine. Bear in mind that I haven’t discussed any of this with Jayden yet—and no decisions will be made without him.”

“Yeah, yeah. Give us the goods, girl,” Paige said with a snicker.

“Well, I don’t want white.” She glanced at Jillian and was relieved her preference didn’t seem to be an issue. “I’ve always liked ivory—it’s more down to earth. For accents, I was thinking red and green. Oh, and for flowers,” she smiled at the secret she shared with her Dom, “I’m pretty sure Jayden will want orchids.”

“Good, keep going.” A notepad had materialized in Paige’s hands, and she was scribbling at a furious pace.

Erin shook her head in amusement. “I like roses, too, so maybe we can combine them?” She continued to ponder aloud. “As for when, that will all depend on when Jayden can take time off from work—”

“My dear child, that boy would move mountains for you. If you have a special date you want, I assure you that business will not keep him from making it happen.”

“July twenty-fourth.”

“What was that?”

“It’s the day my
maimeo
passed. July twenty-fourth. My whole life, I always thought that if I did get married, it would be on that day—to honor her memory.”

Jillian’s eyes softened. “My son found himself a rare treasure. Our family is so fortunate to have you joining it, Erin.”

Erin reflected that the son’s jewel had become the mother’s treasure, and she beamed.

Paige continued taking notes. “July, huh? Well, that gives us nine months. Piece of cake, right?”

They laughed, and then Erin settled in to enjoy her girls’ day out. Their first stop was the florist. No surprise, Paige and Landon—meaning Paige—had chosen to go with yellow roses for all the floral pieces for the ceremony and reception. Around the yellow would be dusky pinks and soft peaches, creating a sunset in bloom.

While her friend tried to bribe the florist into including out-of-season—and illegal—bluebonnets in her bridal bouquet, Erin was off to the side, admiring the orchid case. A particular plant with deep crimson blooms appealed to her and made her think of her lover.

“It matches your hair—I think it would be the perfect choice. Maybe some white rose buds tucked in around them?” Jillian whispered over Erin’s shoulder.

The flowers
were
rather pretty, and she could easily picture them in a waterfall bouquet held in front of her while she walked down the aisle. Erin took out her phone and snapped a quick picture to show Jayden later. For good measure, she also took a close-up of the label with the orchid’s information.
Cymbidium; Khan Flame Lucifer.
Kind of ironic that her chosen flower would have her dancing with the devil, so to speak.

Next up on Paige’s to-do list was running by a local business, The Soap BARista. She was building her wedding around a beach theme since Landon had proposed at the beach, and she wanted to have custom soap and lotion sets done as thank-you gifts for the wedding party. After much deliberation and scent-sampling—which ended with all of them sneezing—Paige selected a hibiscus and coconut set for the ladies. A ‘driftwood bonfire’ set infused with coarse sea-salt for optimal exfoliation would go to the men. The ceremony details would be printed on the labels, which would be in complimentary sunset colors.

Before they left, Erin also ended up purchasing some soap that reminded her of Jayden. The natural ingredients made the finished bar look a bit earthy, like him—his amber eyes, the warm tone of his skin, and even how his hair shifted from brown to black like wood grain. However, it was the scent that won her over in the end. Infused with saffron and honey, the smell was simply . . .
Jayden
. She had to buy it.

By that point, the ladies had burned off their early morning coffee and pastries and were approaching starvation. They found a little hole-in-the-wall Tex-Mex diner and soon were gorging themselves on a family-style taco sampler. With chicken, beef, shrimp, and fish tacos to choose from, everybody was happy.

“It’s a good thing we’re not doing measurements today, just discussing the design elements, because I must’ve gained ten pounds in there,” Paige said upon their exit from the restaurant.

Groaning and holding her stomach, Erin agreed. “Maybe I’ll just nap in the car while you guys go into the dress shop.” She was feeling nervous about that particular errand all of a sudden.

Jillian and Paige each hooked an arm through Erin’s and all but dragged her back to the waiting car while she mumbled, “I’m guessing that’s not an option?”