Training the Help [Hedon Falls 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (22 page)

“I can’t—”

Jack reached out and placed a finger over her lips. “Let me explain, Sophie,” he said. “This necklace is more than just a piece of jewelry. It’s a collar. Doms give them to their subs as a symbol of commitment. It’s similar to a wedding ring, but it represents the unique relationship a Dom and a sub have.”

“The pendant is actually a small lock,” Kendra said. “It has a key and once it’s attached to the chain, you won’t be able to take it off. We want you to have this because we don’t want you to be our housekeeper. We want you to be ours, now and always.” Her voice cracked a bit as she said, “We love you, Sophie. And we don’t ever want to lose you.”

Sophie couldn’t contain the sobs that spilled out of her. Her chest felt like it might burst with joy. Kendra and Jack loved her, and she loved them both.

Jack placed a hand against her cheek and used gentle strokes of his thumb to wipe the tears from her face. “Will you wear our collar, Sophie?”

She was nodding even before he finished. He lifted the beautiful necklace from the box and placed it around Sophie’s neck. Kendra’s slender fingers attached the delicate pendant and locked it. She placed the key on her own necklace before brushing a soft kiss across Sophie’s lips. Sophie reached up to touch the collar.

“Thank you,” she said. “I love you both.”

Jack smiled. “Now, for something to help you relax a bit.” He helped her to her feet and led her through the house to her bedroom, Kendra following along behind them. When they reached the room, he turned and kissed her, the contact gentle at first. But as the passion ignited in Sophie’s belly, she kissed him back with fervor, slipping her tongue between his lips and tasting him. She had missed this so much. He groaned as his hand found the back of her head and held her close. He opened his mouth to her and their tongues stroked each other, tasting everything. When he finally pulled away from her, they were both breathing heavily. Sophie’s nipples were like rocks and her clit throbbed with need. Jack pulled her shirt off over her head and tossed the bra to the floor a second later. Sophie felt hands on her waist and glanced over her shoulder to see Kendra there. Kendra crouched and very carefully pulled Sophie’s pants and underwear down to her ankles. Jack supported her as she stepped out of the clothes and then instructed her to lie facedown on the bed.

Sophie felt something cool land on her behind and a moment later warm hands began to gently rub her ass and legs. “What is that?” she asked.

“It’s a cream to help you heal,” Kendra said. “Now just relax so we can take care of you.”

Sophie closed her eyes and lost herself in the sensations as Jack and Kendra worked the cream carefully over her injuries. It wasn’t long before she felt hands moving up over her back, kneading and pressing against the muscles. A rich, exotic scent filled the air as they massaged her shoulders and upper arms. They stroked her arms and the sides of her ribcage, each pass bringing their fingertips closer to Sophie’s breasts, and heightening her arousal.

“Do you think you can lie on your back?” Jack asked softly.

“I can try,” Sophie said. With their help, she rolled over onto her back, wincing only slightly when the cuts made contact with the bed. She wiggled a bit to try to get comfortable. Realizing that she needed to get her legs up in order to alleviate the discomfort, Sophie bent her knees and placed her feet flat on the bed.

“Perfect,” Kendra said, pulling Sophie’s legs further apart so her pussy was completely exposed.

Sophie’s breathing grew heavier as their hands began to massage the front of her. They glided over her shoulders, down her sides, across her stomach and over her legs, making her more desperate to have her breasts and pussy touched the same way. She moaned and wiggled a bit as Jack’s hands slid over her breasts, but still didn’t touch her nipples. Kendra’s fingers were working higher on her inner thighs.

“Do you want a happy ending, Sophie?” Jack whispered.

She opened her eyes to look up at him, confused. “What?”

He chuckled and the sound sent tremors of desire through her. “If you have an orgasm at the end of your massage, it’s a happy ending.”

She blushed. “Oh. I guess I would like that. Sir.”

His eyes darkened with desire as he bent to kiss her. When his lips met hers, his fingers closed over her nipples, pinching and pulling gently and tearing a gasp from her throat. Jack opened his mouth against hers and as his tongue slipped into her mouth, she felt Kendra’s tongue slide into her pussy, lightly flicking her clitoris. Jack swallowed her moans as he continued to stimulate her nipples, and Kendra slid her fingers into Sophie’s dripping cunt. When Jack moved his mouth down to her breasts, Sophie cried out in earnest as she flew toward orgasm. Her entire abdomen tingled, and the pleasure radiated out through her entire body, building toward the final release. When it came, Sophie wailed, her screams echoing in the room. She was lost in the ecstasy, her head spinning as pleasure overwhelmed her. And as the waves subsided, the tears began.

Jack lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms as Kendra moved up behind her, cautious of her injuries. And in the arms of the people she loved, Sophie cried herself to sleep.

* * * *

On New Year’s Eve, Sophie stood in front of the full-length mirror in her room. She turned this way and that, trying to see herself from all angles. She admired the sparkling collar around her neck, liking the way it looked with the low neckline of her dress.

“Are you sure this looks okay?” Sophie asked Kendra. “It’s tighter than I would normally wear.”

Kendra kissed her softly. “Trust me, you look fabulous. So good, I’d like to just take the dress right off.”

Sophie giggled and kissed her again, their tongues darting against each other, causing Sophie’s panties to dampen.

“Ladies, we do have an event to go to,” Jack said.

They broke apart and giggled as they followed Jack through the house to the front door. After donning their wraps, Jack held out an arm to each of them and they walked down the front steps to the waiting limousine. It wasn’t long before they reached the gallery. Inside, the setup had changed a bit, with the sculptures moved off to the side and a number of tall tables set up throughout the space. Waiters circulated with champagne and hors d’oeuvres. Kendra gushed over the artwork as Jack pointed out the pieces he had bought.

Jack walked with one of them on each arm, though occasionally, Kendra would move to Sophie’s other side and hold her hand. Sophie felt lighter than she had in a long time, and it wasn’t even because of the champagne. She and Jack and Kendra had spent a lot of time talking over the past week about their relationship. It had worked out better than Sophie could have hoped. She loved them both, and they both loved her, and each other. The three of them had been sleeping in the enormous bed in the master suite, and although there had been plenty of cuddles, kisses, and soft caresses, they hadn’t had sex. Sophie was going a little nuts from the pent-up desire. They had talked about her training, which they planned to resume slowly, and Jack refused to take her into the playroom, which Sophie was grateful for. She didn’t want to deny him anything, but the thought of returning there made her a little sick. She’d talked to a counsellor from the hospital who was helping her to work out some of her feelings about Tony and the attack. And even though physically her wounds were nearly healed, the psychological damage would take much longer to get through.

Jack spotted Melanie, the gallery owner, and led the ladies over to greet her. “Melanie, thank you for hosting this party. You’ve met Sophie. I’d like to introduce you to my wife, Kendra.”

Kendra extended a hand and said, “I’m glad to have the chance to visit your gallery at last. Everything is lovely, and I’ve been tweeting about it all evening.”

Melanie’s eyes shone. “Thank you. I’m so glad you’re having a good time.” A woman in a chef’s outfit interrupted, and Melanie excused herself. As she moved away, Sophie noticed the ring that glittered on her left hand. It hadn’t been there at the opening, but she remembered seeing the gallery owner and the French artist embracing and smiled. She reached up to touch her collar again. She’d been doing it all evening and couldn’t help smiling every time she did.

They bumped into Garrett Anderson a few minutes later. The artist shook Jack’s hand and leaned forward to kiss Kendra’s cheek.

“It’s been too long, Kendra,” he said.

“Yes, it has,” she replied. “You should come by the house and see the playroom. Your paintings look fabulous in there.”

He grinned before turning to Sophie. “It’s nice to see you again, Sophie. That’s a lovely necklace you have.” He glanced from Sophie to Jack to Kendra. “Is that what I think it is?”

Jack pulled Sophie close and kissed her gently. “Yes. She’s wearing our collar, and we couldn’t be happier.”

Garrett raised an eyebrow. “We?”

Kendra moved up to the other side of Sophie, took her face between her hands, and kissed her. Sophie’s heart raced as the other woman slid her tongue into her mouth. A few moments later, they pulled apart. “We,” she said to Garrett, though her eyes remained focused on Sophie.

“It seems this ménage thing is catching on,” he said with a chuckle. “Congratulations to the three of you.” They chatted for a few more minutes before Garrett moved on.

It was nearly midnight when Melanie finally took the podium. As she gained the crowd’s attention, Sophie turned eagerly. On the wall behind the podium, a drop cloth covered a large object, which was supposed to be a new piece of artwork being unveiled and she couldn’t wait to see it. Melanie thanked everyone for coming and brought the three artists whose work was being exhibited up to the podium with her. Her next words surprised Sophie.

“I began looking for art, never dreaming that I might find so much more,” Melanie said to the three men, her voice catching a bit. “I found love, friendship, and encouragement. I love you all more than I can possibly say. Earlier this evening, you asked me to marry you, and it made me so happy to say yes.” Sophie could see the tears in the woman’s eyes as she looked at the artists. While the crowd cheered, Sophie reflected on what she’d said. She was going to marry all of them. It was just like one of the books Sophie enjoyed so much. She had never dreamed that something like that could happen in real life. Though as she touched her collar again, Sophie reflected that she, Jack, and Kendra now had their own ménage relationship, so it made sense that others would, too. Melanie was speaking again about the painting, though she was so emotional, she could barely finish her speech, and Sophie found her own eyes welling up.

When at last the painting was unveiled, Sophie, along with many others in the crowd gasped, before cheering wildly. The painting was gorgeous. It depicted Melanie, surrounded by her three lovers. The colors were soft, but the faces had an incredible amount of detail. As Sophie clapped, she saw each of the men pull Melanie close and kiss her. Sophie’s tears finally spilled onto her cheeks as happiness overwhelmed her. It was wonderful to see people in love, especially knowing she was in love, too.

Sophie felt Kendra brush the tears from her face as she heard someone counting down the seconds to the New Year. As they reached midnight, Kendra pulled Sophie close and kissed her deeply. Then the two women put their arms around Jack, who kissed them both in turn. He leaned in between them to say to them both, “Let’s get out of here and do our own celebrating at home.”

Sophie’s pussy clenched in desire.

The groping began in the limousine. The three of them couldn’t keep their hands off each other, and when they reached the house, they practically raced inside. As soon as the door closed behind them, Jack pressed Sophie up against the wall, kissing her and grinding his erection into her. His hand slid under the hem of the dress, then her panties, until he had two fingers buried in her pussy. Sophie gasped.

“God, that feels so good!” she cried.

“Quiet, sub,” he ordered. “You won’t speak until I tell you to.”

Sophie blinked up at him as the heat in her belly spread rapidly to the rest of her body. That commanding tone got her going every time. What did he have in mind for her?

“Are you ready for your training to continue? With both of us?”

She stared at him in. Was she ready to return to her role as sub? “The playroom…” she began.

“No playroom,” Jack said forcefully. “Not until you’re ready. And if you’re uncomfortable with anything, you can use your safe word.”

Sophie nodded, and then shivered when she felt Kendra pulling down the zipper of her dress. As she pushed the dress down, Sophie felt the other woman’s fingernails graze her skin. She unhooked Sophie’s bra and tossed it to the floor. Sophie’s chest was heaving slightly as she sat facing Jack, naked except for her stockings, garter belt, and panties. When Kendra’s hands closed over her breasts, a sigh escaped Sophie’s lips. She watched Jack’s eyes as he stared at Kendra’s hands that now pulled on Sophie’s nipples.

“Upstairs. Now,” he said to her.

Sophie started up the stairs as Jack and Kendra followed. Every once in a while, one of them would reach out and give her ass a light swat if she slowed down too much. When they reached the bedroom, Kendra moved right in front of Sophie. “I’m going to lick your pussy while my husband watches,” she said. “Make sure he gets a good show or he’ll have to punish you. Is that clear?”