Surrender (4 page)

His voice, his words were strangely seductive, evoking a response inside of me I hardly recognized at first. My gaze flickered over his lean, handsome face, lingered for a long moment on his mouth and finally settled on his eyes. “Yes,” I answered finally, realizing that I did, recognizing finally that the unidentifiable sensation I had felt was a hunger that demanded appeasement.

“Yes, what?” he demanded, his voice a little hoarser than before.

“Yes … Kaelen,” I responded, my own voice husky with arousal.

Something flickered in his eyes. I had a sense that it was part surprise and, strangely enough, that my response had worked on him much the same as his had worked on me, aroused him even more. He settled his hand over mine where I gripped his cock.

His hand dwarfed mine, covered it completely. Slowly, he guided my hand over his cock, teaching me the way he wanted to be pleasured.

“My dick is sensitive all over, root to tip, and all the way around,” he murmured huskily as he guided my hand in a massage that brought pressure to bear all the way around and from root to tip. My balls, too.” His eyes slid almost shut as he guided my hand to his testicles, and I massaged them carefully, a little unnerved because I knew how easily a man could be hurt there.

The weight of his hand on mine stirred currents inside of me as surely as the feel of his cock beneath my hand did. I was almost disappointed when he lifted his hand at last.

Dragging in a shaky breath, I continued to massage him as he had shown me, pausing now and then to suck the head of his cock and tease it with my tongue, sometimes taking as much of his cock into my mouth as I could and sucking his flesh.

He remained perfectly still at first, but then, almost as if he could no longer bear to remain still, he began to move with me, thrusting upward as I stroked downward on his cock, surging into my mouth when I closed my mouth around him. My excitement seemed to grow apace with his, and I began to stroke him faster as he moved more and more restlessly, his breath hitching in his chest and then sawing outward in harsh bursts of breath that grew more and more ragged. The hunger in me grew until I was suckling his flesh greedily, more focused on that than massaging him with my hand.

Uttering a sound that was part growl, part groan, he speared his fingers through SURRENDER Kimberly Zant 17

my hair, clenching them tightly against my skull as his cock bucked in my mouth. My heart clenched. Drawing him deeply inside my mouth, I sucked harder. The hot, salty taste of his semen filled my mouth. I groaned, swallowing and lapping at him hungrily, sucking on his cock as if I could suck his seed from him. A shudder went through him as his body convulsed in orgasm. His harsh breaths became almost pained grunts as I milked him until he had no more to yield and continued to suck at him hungrily until he finally pushed me away.

He was gasping for breath when I lifted my head, his head tipped back against the chair. As if he felt my gaze, he lifted his head after a moment. His eyes were blazing as he stared down at me. His hands tightened around my skull, tugging me upward as he leaned forward, his gaze fastened with intent upon my mouth.

For several painful heartbeats I was certain he meant to kiss me. He hesitated within inches of my lips, though, his gaze flicking to mine. Something flickered in his eyes, caution, doubt, a sudden realization. I had no clear idea if I was right on any point.

Slowly, he released his grip on my head and leaned back. I saw his throat move as he swallowed.

“Good girl,” he said finally, his voice still hoarse.

It took me several moments to realize that it was a dismissal.

Disappointment flooded me as he looked away from me, focusing his attention on adjusting himself, and then zipped his pants. Anger flickered to life behind the disappointment, because my body was screaming for release—as certain as I had been before that that was not going to be an issue for me. He had made a point of telling me, in point of fact, that I wasn’t allowed to cum without permission.

With an effort I tamped it as it dawned on me that I had been hired—hired to submit to them, not to receive pleasure. I was a toy, not a person, and my feelings were of no consequence—in fact shouldn’t even be an issue, I realized.

He wasn’t my lover. He was my employer.

I felt like kicking myself, then.

He wasn’t in the wrong. I was. I had let myself get carried away and ‘forgotten’

that this wasn’t something I was doing because I wanted to. It was a job I had taken because I desperately needed money.

Uncertain of what I was supposed to do now, I returned to my seat on the sofa.

He glanced at me frowningly as he got to his feet. It took me a second to realize what that frown was for.

Leaning back, I spread my legs, trying to ignore the fact that my clit was swollen with my own needs now and throbbing hard enough to make me miserable.

His brow cleared. He moved toward me, stood over me for several moments and finally leaned down. Currents of heat went through me and directly to my core as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, bit down on it just hard enough to make me suck in my breath, and then lathed it with his tongue.

And then abandoned me.

Despite the pep talk I had just had with myself, I sat fuming when he had gone.

Contrary to all that was logical, having my nether lips exposed to the cool air did
not
cool me down. As time passed, I began to realize that it was the very fact that I was so exposed that my engines refused to cool.

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around. Before I had entirely decided whether I could get comfortable or not, the door opened.

Much to my disappointment, I saw it wasn’t Kaelen.

Gareth looked like a leaner, slightly scaled down version of his brother, at least physically, though I thought he might be a fraction taller. His hair, although still closer to black than brown, was a lighter shade than Kaelen’s, his face slightly less angular.

Studied objectively, I supposed his features were actually closer to handsome than his brother’s, too, and yet, to me, Kaelen seemed to exude a more powerful magnetism.

He took the seat Kaelen had sat in earlier, crooking a finger at me in a gesture strikingly familiar. I got up and crossed to stand in front of him.

“On your knees, here,” he said, indicating that I was to get into the chair with him.

Hope and doubt instantly warred within me. I was still buzzing from my last encounter, and I couldn’t help but hope he meant to satisfy my discomfort. On the other hand, I had started with Kaelen. I really, really wanted Kaelen to pleasure me as I had pleasured him. More distressing than that thought, though, was the fear that he was only going to tease me more and I might ‘slip’.

Swallowing against the reluctance in my throat, I placed a knee on either side of his hips and settled on his lap.

“That’s not what I said, is it?”

I stared at him blankly, searching my mind, and finally remembered he had said on my knees. I pushed upward. Reaching for the tie at my throat, he pulled on it, releasing the bow and then shoved the sleeves of the sheer robe down my arms. He lifted his hands, cupping a breast in each and plucking at my nipples until they stood erect. He settled his hands on my waist then, pulling me forward until my breasts were inches from his face. I caught my breath as he opened his mouth. It wasn’t his mouth that closed on the tip, though, but his teeth. He bore down slowly on the distended tip and then stripped it with his teeth. My nipple exploded with sensation closer to pain than pleasure. I gasped, began to shake as he raked it over and over with the edge of his teeth carefully applying just enough pressure to keep me teetering between pleasure and pain.

I was already feeling weak and faint before he turned his attention to my other nipple. Again, using only the edge of his teeth, he plucked at that nipple, pinching it and raking it just hard enough that it seemed to get more sensitive and more swollen each time. The restriction of the bustier on my ribs didn’t help my desperate attempts to drag in a decent breath of air.

I moaned when he turned his attentions to tormenting the first nipple again, this time sucking it so hard I felt my belly quiver and hot moisture flood my sex. My legs began to quiver with the strain of holding myself up. I felt faint with the heat swirling through me, faint with breathlessness.

I had begun to make little whimpering sounds I was hardly aware of by the time he stopped, and I didn’t know if I was glad he had stopped, or very, very sorry. Every nerve ending in my body felt as if it was on fire.

He stroked his hands downward along the curve of my hips and then around me to cup the cheeks of my ass, digging his fingers into the cleft. Slipping down in the seat, he lifted me, thrusting my hips forward. An electrifying jolt went through me as he caught my clit between his lips, tugging at the painfully swollen nub in a way that sent shockwaves of lava pouring through my veins and seemed to suck all of the air out of the SURRENDER Kimberly Zant 19

room. Clutching desperately at the back of the chair, I struggled to suck in a breath as he closed his mouth over it at last and began to suck it with a feverish zealous that made my eyeballs roll back in my head, left me gasping hoarsely in an effort to breathe.

I thought I would faint with the pleasure of it, die. My body, already teased and allowed to cool twice, skyrocketed toward completion. I groaned, struggling against it, fighting to reach it. I was nearly there when it abruptly flickered through my frying brain that I wasn’t allowed. I had to announce it and beg permission.

I didn’t want to. I had a bad feeling permission would be withheld.

I struggled with the consequences for several moments more and finally gasped out the words I didn’t want to say in the worst way. “I’m … I’m … coming!” He lifted his head abruptly. “Did you cum?”

I groaned, shuddering at the painful throbbing of my clit as it screamed at being abandoned so abruptly. “No,” I gasped shakily, shivering now as the heat wafted off my burning body.

“You are not permitted to cum.”

I swallowed with an effort, but the tension had already begun to ease. I dragged in another shaky breath just as he closed his mouth over my clit again. My belly clenched painfully at the fresh assault. Fire coursed through me. I realized I had only thought my nerve endings were frying before. Now, as he suckled the nearly painfully sensitive bud, I began to feel as if fire ants were stinging me all over. I groaned, squeezed my eyes tightly, trying to focus my mind on something else.

I couldn’t. I could feel my body gathering to take the leap despite my struggle to hold it at bay. “May I?” I gasped out desperately.

He stopped again, allowing me a moment’s respite. “No.” I groaned as he plucked at the painfully swollen nub again, sucked it.

“That’s enough, Gareth!”

A jolt went through both of us at the sound of that implacable voice.

I hadn’t heard Kaelen enter the room, but that was hardly surprising considering my heart felt as if it was going to explode and had been pounding against my eardrums deafeningly.

Gareth lifted his head to stare at his brother. I was only peripherally aware of it, however. It was all I could do to hold myself up any longer.

After a moment, Gareth shifted upward in the seat again. As he did, he shifted me downward until my legs slipped from the seat of the chair. I was too wobbly to actually catch myself, but he didn’t release me until I had settled on my knees. I watched him dully as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, but I didn’t need to be told what to do. I’m not sure I would’ve listened if he had informed me I wasn’t to have it.

My brain was still frying. My body was on fire. I had a mindless need to have a cock in me, and I wasn’t particular, at the moment, where. I opened my mouth as he speared his fingers through my hair and guided me to him.

He was definitely Kaelen’s brother, I thought dizzily as his flesh filled my mouth!

“Suck me,” he ground out.

Ecstasy flooded me as I took him into my mouth and began to suckle him as greedily as he had me. I was burning up, fevered. I needed release. I pulled and sucked on him with all that need boiling inside of me until he was shaking all over, groaning as incessantly as I had been. His hands tightened abruptly against my skull, holding me still SURRENDER Kimberly Zant 20

for a split second and then he uttered a choked groan as his seed began to spill into my mouth. I almost came with the powerful surge of pleasure that flooded me. I sucked at him hungrily until I had drained him and his cock went flaccid in my mouth. I would have continued to suck in desperation if he hadn’t finally pulled away from me.

I sat back on my heels, gasping for breath, still aching all over with the need thrumming through my veins.

“You have permission to go up to your room and rest for now. You’ll be serving us luncheon in the dining room,” Kaelen said, his voice even but threaded with anger.

“Don’t change.”

He looked away when I finally lifted my head to look up at him. Turning, he strode to the door and went out. I stared at the door blankly after he had left. My jaws were aching from sucking the two brothers off, but my whole body was on fire, throbbing painfully with disappointment. After a moment, realizing I had been given an order, I got up and headed upstairs, leaving my robe on the floor at Gareth’s feet.

Dev was leaning against the banister as I made my way down the hall on wobbly legs. He watched me through narrowed eyes as I drew nearer. Catching me around the waist as I passed him and mounted the first stair, he halted me, pulled me to him, and sucked one of my throbbing nipples into his mouth. An almost painful shaft of pleasure shot through me at the tug of his mouth on my swollen nipple. My knees threatened to give out. When he had sucked on it till I lost my breath, he released the first and caught the second. That time there was more pain that pleasure, but my sex still went wet at the heat that scoured my insides. He slipped his hands down from my waist and over my buttocks as he suckled the tip and finally released it. Watching my face, he slipped one hand down my belly and flicked at my swollen, exposed clit, sending another jolt through me.