The Dom Claims His Cougar [Unchained Love 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (2 page)

Unlike her sister Serena’s two mates, Pete and Josh, who were panthers, the two men Verity loved were humans. Verity remembered how Noah and Ezra had burst into the barn, the meeting place at Carnal Connections, and demanded of Omar permission to marry her. They’d even said they’d planned to mate her next summer but had decided not to wait that long because of the trouble with the rogue panthers. Then they’d told her how much they loved her in front of everyone there.

Of course that wasn’t quite as romantic as it may have sounded, because they’d also said they were frightened she would’ve thrown a tantrum if they’d just assumed she agreed to mate them without them asking her properly. Her twin sister, Serena, hadn’t just thrown a tantrum. She’d thrown plates, crockery, and a vase at Pete and Josh when they hadn’t said anything about loving her. Then she’d stolen Pete’s truck and left them with no way to get home. Her sister always was the more fiery one of them. But still, it was good to know Noah and Ezra were wise to the need to ask and to say they loved her.

Internally, she smiled at the thought of them busy planning their mating. It was to be a BDSM party just like her and Serena’s twenty-first. She knew they were also booking one of the private dungeons for afterward, too. And of course there’d be some time spent outdoors, which was why they’d originally intended to mate her in summer. Still, their urgency to protect her was decidedly romantic as well. It made her feel so excited inside. They loved her and wanted her.

Mr. Thomas was more than capable of taking care of that bastard, Sam. Everything was going to be wonderful.

* * * *

Ezra Anderson was bent over a whipping bench, his hands and feet cuffed to the bench, his ass elevated for easy whipping. He’d been Noah Quinn’s sub for over a year now, but it wasn’t until they’d met Verity at a Carnal Connections BDSM party that he’d felt there was any hope for a permanent relationship. Both he and Noah liked to fuck women. But there’d only been one woman he’d ever wanted to fuck since the day he’d seen Verity. The night she turned twenty-one had been so freeing because then he and Noah could finally take her the way they wanted to, as a true ménage.

Up until then they’d kissed her and touched her, ensured she knew she was theirs, but panthers insisted a woman be twenty-one before she was considered fully adult, before there was any ménage sex, so they’d had to wait. It’d only been a few months, but it had seemed more like years. Waiting for her had been the hardest thing he’d ever had to do. Now they were to be mated, to express their love for each other, and to live together forever.

Verity and Serena Griffin were actually cougars. Ezra wasn’t exactly sure how it worked, panthers were panthers to him, but to the pack, the differences between panther, puma, and cougar were obvious, and the twins were cougars.

Ezra used his peripheral vision to stare at Verity. She was manacled to another bench to his right. Her reddish-brown bob-cut hair had fallen forward to reveal her delicate neck, and of course he couldn’t see her face at all, but he knew her hazel-brown eyes would be sparkling. She loved the tension and drama of BDSM sex as much as the two men did. She wasn’t as willful and perverse as her sister, but she was known to push the boundaries to test Noah. Ezra knew Noah delighted in that deliberate disobedience which so truly demonstrated she wanted more.

Ezra loved her wicked mind, too. He loved the fire and spirit in her that showed she was so much more than just a sexy body. She was all woman, but that included her female way of looking at life, which opened his male mind up to a whole spectrum of new possibilities.

Just then the cane cracked onto his own ass. Sharp, hard, a distinct sting. Ezra relaxed into his bindings and waited for the next stroke and the next. Six hard lines burned into his ass, heating it on the outside and heating him on the inside.
Burns so good
. His cock had already been hard with the excitement of the three of them being together in the dungeon, but now it was growing longer, harder. Soon he’d have to start exerting control over it so he didn’t come too soon.

Ezra could hear the cane cracking down on Verity. He knew Noah wouldn’t punish her as forcefully as he’d punished Ezra. Their Dom knew exactly how hard to hit, where to hit, and how often to hit them so that they both received maximum pleasure.

Now the cane burned a fiery line across his shoulders, then another, and another. Before he could catch his breath it was slashing across his butt again, this time at an angle across the marks already there. His shoulders heated, but nothing like the deep burn of his ass. Damn, that felt good. The intense, sharp pains were so freeing. It was as if the more his ass hurt, the more his spirit soared free. He didn’t consider himself the least bit poetic, but it was pure poetry, the way the pain in his ass released the pleasure bound tightly inside him so that he could relax into each stroke of the cane, knowing his pleasure would only rise higher and higher.

Even when Noah stopped working on him and turned his attention to Verity, Ezra’s ass burned hot and his mind was filled with joy and happiness. He was with the woman he loved and the Dom who knew exactly how to ensure all three of them would explode into thrilling orgasms. Soon they’d all fly higher and harder together as they fucked.

Noah unlocked the cuffs on Ezra’s hands and feet. “Stand upright and wait,” ordered the Dom.

Ezra did so, pulling his aching ass muscles tight, loving the extra burn he got from forcing his body vertical.

He watched as Noah uncuffed Verity and held her arm as she steadied herself until she was standing in the approved position, head down, feet shoulder-width apart, body still.

“Ezra, kneel at her feet.”

Silently he did as his Dom had ordered him, wondering what Noah had planned for them to do next.

“Verity, put your left leg on Ezra’s shoulder.”

As soon as she did so he could smell her arousal. Fuck, she smelled so good. His mouth watered with the need to taste her. His fingers itched with the need to touch her.
Fuck!
He wanted her so bad. His cock must have grown another couple inches he was so hard with the desperate desire to drive deep into the welcome heat of her cunt.

“Verity, kiss his forehead. Do not let your body touch him anywhere else.”

Now that was torture. Her pert, berry-brown nipples were scarcely an inch away from his skin. Suddenly all he wanted was to feel them press into his chest as she leaned forward over him to kiss him.
Damn.
Noah was a devious Dom. Who would have thought a chaste kiss would drive his need so high?

“Put your leg back on the floor, Verity.”

After she did so, Noah ordered, “Turn your back to Ezra, bend over, and place your palms flat on the floor.”

Oh my fucking God!
Ezra’s cock jumped higher and almost waved at Verity’s ass. Her round, creamy ass cheeks wore a neat plaid pattern of red lines from the cane, and her little brown puckered rosette opened just the tiniest bit as if begging him to drive his aching dick in there.
God!
Her ass or her cunt? Either would do. He wanted her so much his dick was going to kill him if he couldn’t get into her real soon.

Ezra hadn’t even touched her, yet the clever way Noah had orchestrated that little scene had made him desperate to fuck her. Her breasts, her mouth, her pussy, her ass, anywhere he could rest his hot, hard cock would be perfect. His dick was full to bursting. He’d never been harder than this or more aroused in his life before. Surely Noah would let them fuck now.

“Lie flat on your belly on the floor, arms by your sides, legs together, Ezra,” ordered Noah.

What the fuck? It’s winter. The floor is made of stone and damn cold.
Nevertheless Ezra did as he’d been ordered. His skin flinched at the icy coldness of the stone blocks that made up the flooring of the dungeon. He rested his nose and chin on the floor, wishing he could have cushioned his face with his arms. He wanted to lift his belly and dick up a little, but he knew that Noah would punish him for such disobedience. All he could do was trust his Dom that what Noah had planned would be good. It was his fucking ass that was hot though, not his damn chest and belly. If he’d lain on his back, the coolness of the stone on his ass may have been enjoyable. On his chest it definitely was not enjoyable. Ezra could feel his erection diminishing.
Well, damn. It looks like I’m not going to get to fuck Verity just yet.

“Very good, Ezra. Now Verity, stand on his body, your feet at his waist.”

“What?”

The cane lashed out and hit with a crack. It didn’t land on him, so that had to be Noah punishing Verity for questioning his order.

One foot stepped up onto his lower back, just above his ass. She swiveled it around a little, then her second foot was on his body, too. Actually she didn’t feel all that heavy, standing there, but she did drive his body more fully onto the icy-cold floor.

“Walk up his body to his shoulders and stand with one foot on each shoulder blade.”

Verity took several slow and hesitant steps, stopping with one foot on each shoulder blade as their Dom had instructed her to do. She was a true weight, but not an unpleasant one, although once again his body was forced to rest firmly against the chilly floor. As she stood there, Ezra realized it was actually rather sexy. His woman was standing on his back. Her feet felt kind of cute, the toes digging into his skin a little as were her heels, pressing down on him.

“Turn around and walk back to his waist.”

Ezra could sense how tentatively she made the turn, each of her feet moving her slowly, inch by inch, as she rotated her body around before she took the few cautious steps that returned her to his hip area. That was when he realized his erection hadn’t diminished by much at all. Sure, the floor was too damn cold for pleasure, but having his woman walking up and down his back was more erotic than he could ever have imagined. Her feet dug into his skin, each small toe quite defined on his flesh, her heels round balls of sexy pressure.

God, Noah was inventive. He’d never done anything at all like this before, and it was making Ezra’s cock grow and harden once again just from picturing her naked body on top of his in such a new and different way.

“Good. Step off him now.”

Even though she hadn’t been too heavy for him, he felt both a sense of relief and a sense of loss when first one foot, then the other, left his body. That had been a totally amazing experience.

Ezra still desperately wanted to fuck her, or suck her, or something, anything, but also a part of him was wondering whether or not Noah had thought of something else erotic for them to do.

“Stand up, Ezra, and watch.”

Okay, so something else is about to happen before we get to the fucking.

Ezra stood silently as Noah led Verity to the chains in the middle of the room.

“Do a handstand, Verity.”

Ezra had to force himself not to grin at the look of astonishment on Verity’s face and the way her mouth opened as if she was about to question Noah. Then she gave the tiniest of shrugs and did as he’d told her. Noah grabbed one of her ankles and cuffed it to the chains hanging from the ceiling then did the same with her other ankle. She was now suspended upside down, her legs chained wide apart, her hands steadying her but her weight mostly supported by the chains themselves.

“Come here, Ezra. Stand as close to her as you can without touching her at all.”

Well, fuck. More torture.
To be that near her delicious body yet unable to feel her skin against his was cruel.

Then Ezra realized Noah was measuring him against Verity. As Noah adjusted the chains, a bright ripple of understanding raced through Ezra.
I’m going to be fucking her like this. Driving my cock into her cunt while she’s held upside down!

Ezra waited as patiently as he could while Noah made a few more slight adjustments to the length of the chains holding Verity then sighed with relief when Noah said, “Now you can fuck her. Hold her hips with your hands and ram your cock deep. In this position you’ll be able to go deeper than you ever have before. Hit her cervix. Make her scream. Give her an excellent orgasm. Only after she’s come can you shoot your own load into her.”

Oh, God.
The words almost made him explode on the spot.
Hit her cervix and make her scream.
He wanted to do that so bad. He wanted to feel her rippling around him as she came and came, her cunt clenching him so tight, milking him until he had no cum left to give her.

He closed the mere inch that separated him from the woman he loved and held his dick, pushing it into her pussy, then grabbed her hips and forced himself deeper and deeper inside her. God, she was so hot, so wet, her tissues swollen with lust, making her so tight, so absolutely perfect. When he was as deep as he could go, his balls pressed hard against her, he held the position and wiggled his hips, wanting to feel his cock against her satin-soft walls.

Verity made a tiny hissing gasp, so he assumed she liked that and did it again. Then he withdrew until only the head of his cock was inside her pussy and pushed slowly in again. She should be adjusted to his size now, so it was time to do as he’d been ordered. Drive deep and hard and hit her cervix. God, he hoped he could. He hoped he was long enough to reach. His cock was definitely long and hard and ready, that was for sure. Well, no matter what, he’d make her scream in pleasure, give her all the joy he could possibly manage.