Sophie Oak - Sirens in Bliss

Aidan moved the plug, pulling it out and slowly, so slowly, pressing it back in. Every nerve in her backside was lit with a jangly pleasure. Her spine threatened to curl, but she had to stay still. Aidan was serious about the discipline thing, and she had the feeling if she did what she wanted to—arch back and force him to fuck her harder—she would find herself tied up and tortured for hours.

It wouldn’t be the first time they had tied her up and spanked her and brought her to the edge of pleasure again and again only to hold back.

She couldn’t stand the thought of that tonight. She needed them tonight.

Lexi closed her eyes and submitted. She relaxed and gave herself over to her men.

“That’s exactly what we want.” Lucas put a hand on her head. “Let us take care of you. You don’t have to be in control all the time.”

She didn’t. The last several months had been a blur of worry and work. This was the first time she’d sunk into subspace and let her cares fall away. There was nothing but safety and pleasure in this place. There was nothing but love.

The plug moved in and out of her, but Lexi concentrated on them. She focused on the hands that rubbed across her skin, gentling her, soothing her worries away.

The plug was still huge in her ass, but it moved easily now. Aidan fucked her over and over, opening her up.

“Now she’s ready,” Aidan said, and the plug slid away, leaving her empty and wanting.

Lexi felt Lucas lift her up. She was cradled against his chest as he walked her toward the big bed that dominated half the playroom. Solid arms held her so she didn’t need to work. She just relaxed in his arms and looked up at that face she loved so well. Lucas had come so far from the frightened kid she’d met in Willow Fork all those years before. He’d gone from the bad boy of the tabloids to a man who was steadfast and loyal and knew his worth.

“I love you.”

His face turned up, his eyes softening. “I love you, too, baby.”

He tossed his body on the bed, carrying them both down. It wasn’t hard to move her body, straddling him, rubbing their skin together. She could already feel his cock stirring to life. It hardened against her pussy.

“Ride me.” His hands were on her skin, guiding her where he wanted her to be. With a firm twist of his hips, he joined them together.

Her eyes closed in pleasure, but they weren’t done. She felt callused palms cup her breasts. Her Aidan. Her cowboy. He’d been her first love, the man who broke her heart, the man who put her back together again. When they’d first met, he’d been so beautiful she couldn’t imagine she would ever be attracted to anyone else, but the Aidan who loved her now was a man and not a boy. He bore the scars of a war, and she couldn’t imagine loving him any more than she did in that moment.

She let her face turn to his, their mouths fusing lightly.

“Baby, let me get inside.” Aidan pressed her down, gently forcing her against Lucas.

She was right where she needed to be. She was surrounded by them.

Something hard but warm pressed against her ass. Aidan worked his cock in and despite calling the plug too large, Lexi was reminded that Aidan was bigger. She wiggled, gasping and trying to relax. Lucas held her hips, forcing her cheeks wide to give Aidan room to work.

“Let me in.” Aidan’s command washed over her. His silky, dark voice was seduction in itself. “Don’t try to keep me out. This belongs to me. You belong to us.”

She did. And they belonged to her. Sometimes she forgot that it worked both ways. She needed her Masters to remind her again.

She let loose a long breath and tried to flatten out her back. The pressure on her ass increased until finally, blissfully, she felt Aidan slide in.

He shuddered behind her. “You feel so damn good.”

Lucas pressed up. “Yes, she does.”

Lexi was suffused with heat as they moved against her, long practice making the action easy. Aidan drove into her ass while Lucas was dragging his cock out. Lucas fucked deep inside her pussy while Aidan was pulling out, his dick lighting up every nerve she had.

It couldn’t last. They were too hungry, too desperate.

Lucas twisted his hips, his pelvis grinding on her clit as his cock drove deep and Lexi hurled over the edge. Pleasure crashed over her in waves, knocking her breath away and making her shake.

Aidan shouted out and held himself hard against her body. He filled her ass with his cum, whispering her name like a benediction.

Lucas’s beautiful face contorted in pleasure as he found his orgasm. He held her tight, as though she was his anchor.

They fell together, Aidan pulling her to one side so she was in the middle. Her place. She slept between them so she always had an arm around her or legs tangling with hers.

Lexi settled down, finally remembering her place in the world.

Stef and Jen

Jennifer cuddled her son in her arms as she looked up at the friends who had gathered in her room. The morning sun was streaming through the windows, giving the little room a soft, gauzy feel. Rachel and Callie had been in the waiting room most of the night, and Nell had shown up with zucchini bread bright and early.

“He’s so beautiful,” Nell said, staring down at him. She put a hand on her still non-existent stomach. “I hope my baby looks like Henry.”

Callie gave Nell a hug. “I think whoever the baby looks like, he or she will be beautiful.”

Nell took a long breath and nodded.

Jen reached her free hand out and covered Nell’s. Something was wrong. Maybe it was just pregnancy hormones. Jen hoped so, but it seemed like something was wrong with Henry, too.

“Good lord. Nell, what the hell is wrong?” Rachel asked from her place in the comfy chair. She was bouncing Paige.

“Rachel!” Callie said, indignation in her voice.

Rachel just shrugged. “Well, we’re all wondering about it. She’s been moping around for a month. It’s like someone put moody juice in her tofu.”

“That doesn’t even make sense,” Callie shot back.

“Neither does tofu,” Rachel replied.

Nell held a hand up. “I found a gun in the house.”

Jen felt her eyes go wide. Nell and Henry were pacifists. “Holy shit.”

She needed to clean up her potty mouth. Her little baby boy was already learning bad words. But, holy shit…

“That has to be a mistake,” Callie said.

“Maybe it was left behind by someone else,” Jen tried.

“No one leaves a gun sitting around,” Rachel retorted. She frowned and seemed a bit more sympathetic than before. “This town can be a dangerous place. Maybe that mess with Gemma’s ex scared him. A man can do some strange things when he thinks his woman is in danger.”

Nell sniffled a little. “I think he’s hiding something. I think…I think he might have been lying to me for a while now, but he won’t tell me anything.”

Jen couldn’t believe it. Nell and Henry were solid. They had to be. “Honey, I just went through this with Stef. Men get scared. First he had to deal with the fact that Gemma’s ex nearly killed you and then he had to watch the man die. Now you’re pregnant. It can make a man a little crazy.”

“What did he say about it?” Callie asked.

Nell looked a little hopeful suddenly. “I didn’t mention it. Oh, do you really think it could all be a misunderstanding? Or that he’s just scared?”

Rachel waved a hand her way. “Honey, men are dumbasses. You can always count on them to do the dumbassedest thing possible. For Henry, that means buying a gun. For Max, it’s eating wings. You just thought Henry was perfect. Well, guess what, hon, he has a penis. It was just a matter of time.”

Rachel had a way with words, but it seemed to work wonders on Nell. She smiled and her naturally sunny disposition seemed to come back.

“I’m sure you’re right. That incident with Gemma’s ex was very scary for both of us. And my first trimester was a little touch and go. I haven’t told anyone except Laura and Holly, but we actually decided to try a while back and I miscarried twice.”

Jen’s heart went out to her friend. “I’m so sorry to hear that. That could make any man crazy.”

Stef would definitely have gone a little nuts.

Callie pulled Nell in to a hug. “Everything is going to be fine. You just need to talk to him.”

“And you need to take that gun away. I can’t imagine Henry is any good with it,” Rachel said. “He needs to leave the defense of the town to law enforcement and me and Marie.”

Nell smiled brightly. “I will. It’s time we talked. He’s been tense. Yes, talking it out will be good. He’s been talking to someone on the phone, too. Someone named Levi. I wonder if he’s a counselor Henry turned to.”

Jen had no idea who Levi was, but if anyone would talk to a counselor it would be Henry.

Callie sighed. “Well, we need to start getting ready.”

Jen wished she could go with them. “Please tell Shelley I’m so sorry I’m going to miss the wedding, but Caleb said no. You know how he just says no and doesn’t really give you an explanation and refuses to argue in any way?”

Callie grinned. “I might have come up against that once or twice.” She sat on the edge of the bed.

Rachel shook her head. “One of these days I’m going to throw down with that man. He can be deeply unreasonable. I’ll probably wait until I’m done having babies, though. The man is damn good at delivering them.”

Jennifer looked down at her boy. She couldn’t complain. “Doc does a good job. And he’s going to let me go home tomorrow, but he’s insistent about staying here for the night. Naomi even offered to stay with me but Doc said…”