Passion's Hope (The Doms of Passion Lake Book 3) (37 page)

“Good girl,” Nik said approvingly and she relaxed even further under his affectionate praise. She could fall in love with these two men so easily. But only if the feeling were mutual. The thought of giving her heart only to be abandoned yet again was too horrific to contemplate. So with great effort she reined in her unruly emotions, tucking them snugly back in place, not yet willing or able to take them out and examine them too closely. Down that road lay a pain of galactic proportions. Emotional pain. A pain a million times worse than the physical, fiery pain she was currently struggling to deal with.

Charlie sucked in her breath as Nik’s finger began tapping against her clit. Then circling. Then tapping again. It wasn’t until her clit started to feel hot that she realized he had used some of the ginger lube on it, too. As it grew hotter and hotter, she could feel her tissues beginning to swell and become irritated as they became engorged with blood. She also began to feel an itching sensation that sent her arousal soaring out into the stratosphere. “
Holy shit!”
The shout ripped from her throat. “Daddy…”

Nik wiped his hand on a wet wipe so he wouldn’t inadvertently transfer any of the heat to other parts of her body. “What is it, little mouse.” He curved his hand over one rounded buttock and began to stroke it across her creamy skin. The volcanic heat continued to smolder, spreading fire into every muscle, every organ, every nerve ending, and every
cell
of her sex, creating a pleasure/pain of such intensity, she didn’t think she was going to survive. A sob tore from her throat.

This ride home was going to be
endless!

“Oh, my God,” she groaned, lifting her ass into his touch, rubbing herself shamelessly against his hand. “Please… I-I—I want—I need—”

Nik chuckled. He knew exactly what she wanted and needed. “What do you want, baby girl?” he asked, continuing his gentle strokes all over her skin. “Tell Daddy all about it.”

“I want you to fuck me,” she said, although it sounded more like a demand than a request. “I
need
you to fuck me. Both of you. Over and over, hard and fast. I need to come.” She sobbed. “Oh, God, I need to come!” Her ass squirmed. “Daddy, you have to fuck me! Now!”

One black eyebrow quirked. “Are you giving your Daddy an order,
myshka
?” he asked, a cold edge to his voice. An edge that penetrated the buzzing haze of desperation surrounding her, somehow managing to reach her common sense.

“Well, now,” she said with just a trace of asperity, “considering the position I currently find myself in, i.e. naked in a car with the Space Needle up my ass and my girly parts doused in Tabasco Sauce, it would be extremely ill-advised of me to even
think
of giving you
anything
that might even
remotely
be construed as an order, now, wouldn’t it?”

Nik and Jay both laughed.

“Just making sure there are no misconceptions regarding the unique interpersonal dynamics of this particular situation,” Nik said in a pompous voice.

“Stuff your interpersonal dynamics,” Charlie retorted, her hips writhing on Nik’s lap as the burning and itching continued to mount. Millions of insects were crawling just under her skin, increasing the level of her discomfort. “I’m desperate here. It’s driving me nuts! I need you to fuck me!!”

“All in good time,” Nik said coolly. “And your lack of respect has just earned you five swats.”

Thwack!
The first blow landed swiftly and without warning, right on the fullness of her right cheek.

“Owww!”

Thwack!
Another sharp blow, this one
on her left cheek. Red hand prints bloomed on her skin, bringing heat to entirely new places.

“Fuck, Papa Bear, that’s beautiful,” Jay murmured. Unable to help himself, he leaned forward and placed a lingering kiss to the palm of the first handprint on her ass, sticking out his tongue and swirling it over the heated mark. He did the same to the second handprint.

Thwack! Thwack!
The third and fourth blows, against skin now wet with Jay’s saliva, were even stingier than the first two, wrenching two more cries from her. By now, she was sobbing.

“No, more, please. Please, Daddy… Please…no more.” Her entire body was now on fire. She was shaking like a Titan missile straining to lift off the launch pad. Would she make it? Or would she explode into an earth-shaking fireball. “Just one more, my love,” Nik said, a depth of tenderness in his voice she’d never heard there before.

Her only response was a strangled sob. Somehow, despite the tender tone, she didn’t find his words as reassuring as he’d meant them to be, because she knew from watching him with Jay that the last blow was always the worst. She tensed, bracing herself.

“Relax, sweet thing,” Jay said, “It’s so much worse if your muscles are tense.”

She whimpered, trying to force herself to relax.

Thwack!

Charlie screamed. The last impact had been across both cheeks, right over the end of the butt plug, causing it to move inside her, sending out fresh waves of fire. “Please, please, please,” she sobbed, nearly choking on her need. “Please, Daddy, please let me come. I can’t—I can’t take any more of this. It’s
torture!
” She dissolved into fitful sobs.

“I know, baby doll, I know how difficult this has been for you. But we’re almost home, so your punishment is almost over.” Nik looked down at her. “You’ve been so good,
myshka
, so very good, and I am proud of you. And you have earned as many orgasms as you want—just as soon as we get you home and into the shower.”

“Oh, thank you, Daddy, thank you.” Her entire body slumped. “I need to come so bad,” she sobbed. “So bad.”

“I know you do, little mouse.” Nik bent at the waist and placed a kiss on her left buttock. “And if you ask nicely, you’ll be allowed to. Very soon.”

“Attention, passengers,” Solo’s voice floated out over the intercom. “This is your chauffeur speaking. We are approaching our final destination, the Passion Lake Lodge. Temperature is a very pleasant eighty-nine degrees. Please fasten your seat belts, place your tray tables and seat backs in their original upright positions and remain seated until the vehicle comes to a complete stop. Thank you for traveling with Passion Lake Lodge Limos today.”

Nik pressed the intercom button.

“Yeah, boss?”

“Just park outside our private entrance,” Nik directed. “We’ll let ourselves out. And thanks for driving us today.”

When the limousine finally pulled to a stop, Charlie heard both front doors open and close, followed by the faint crunch of feet walking away across the gravel.

Jay slid his hands beneath her shoulders and lifted her up off of Nik’s lap, pulling her back to sit on her heels. She cried out as the plug moved once again, sending a new wave of heat shivering through her. She groaned as Nik got out on the other side of the limo.

“Turn around, Babygirl,” he said, leaning back into the limo. “Scoot toward me and sit normally.”

She did so and he slid his left arm behind her back and his right arm beneath her hips, sliding her bare bottom to the edge of the leather seat, leaving a streak of lube on the surface. With no visible signs of strain or effort, he lifted her out of the car.

Jay led them into their apartment, through the bedroom, and into the bathroom. Undressing quickly, he turned on the shower, waiting until the water was good and hot. Nik transferred Charlie to Jay’s’s arms and got undressed while Jay stepped into the shower, lowering Charlie’s legs, letting her body slide down his until she was standing on her feet, although his arm remained around her for much needed support. Charlie was shaking so badly, she could barely stand. As the water pounded down on their heads, Jay studied her face. Her cheeks were flushed and wet not only with water, but with tears. Her eyes were unfocused, lids drooping as she struggled to master the needs ravaging her system. She was exhausted from the overload of sensations and the powerful rush of endorphins spiking through her system.

Jay bent his head and pressed a lingering kiss to Charlie’s forehead. “Alright, my sweet, sweet love,” he murmured, his lips moving against her skin. “We need to do something that may frighten you, but I promise it will not hurt or cause you any discomfort.”

She frowned and her lids fluttered upward. “W-what?” she asked, not sure she could take any more. The burn had eased off slightly, but she was done. She wanted it
gone.
And the sooner the better.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Jay nodded to Nik, who stepped into the shower, carrying a very large plastic syringe with a plastic nozzle.

“We need to irrigate your ass,” Nik said. “It’s the only way to get rid of the ginger oil. That way you won’t have any lingering effects. And Jay won’t burn his tongue when he gives you your first orgasm. He will use this syringe to push warm water into you and you can evacuate it right here in the shower. No soap. No cold water. No holding it inside.”

Curling his fingers under her chin, he lifted her gaze to his. “Please trust us, baby girl. Please let go of your fears long enough to let us look after you.”

Biting her lip, she closed her eyes. And nodded. “Okay.”

Both Nik and Jay heaved audible sighs of relief. “Good girl,” Nik said, pulling her into his arms and hugging her. “That’s my very good girl. I’m so proud of you,
myshka.
My brave little
myshka.
”
I love you so much.
He longed to say that out loud, knowing that it was true. But he also knew that it was too soon. That she wasn’t ready to hear it. “Come, little one.” He led her toward the back of the shower, still holding her while he sat down on the marble bench. “Over my knees one last time, okay?”

“O-okay.” She sniffled. Her voice was shaky, but she assumed the position across Nik’s lap, held in place by his arm across her shoulders, and his right leg hooked around her left one.

“Spread your cheeks, little one, so Jay can remove the plug.”

She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart, revealing the red ruby sparkling over her hole. Jay grabbed the cap and gave a sharp pull to remove the plug as quickly as possible to minimize any pain it might cause. She squealed and reared up, but subsided right away when she realized that the plug was gone. Although the burning heat remained.

Jay filled the body of the syringe with warm water and fitted the nozzle to Charlie’s ass, pushing the plunger in slowly, filling her back channel with the water until the syringe was empty. He repeated the process one more time.

Charlie didn’t move or utter a sound. The introduction of the water actually felt pretty good and there was an immediate reduction in the level of heat as the effect of the oil was diluted.

While Jay was irrigating her anus, Nik busied himself soaping up a washcloth, running it through her cleft from bottom to top to remove the oil he had placed on her clit and any residue that had oozed out around the plug. The abrasion of the rough terry cloth over her super-sensitized flesh sent her arousal soaring once again to peak levels. Jay rinsed her off by squirting another barrelful of warm water over her folds.

“Okay, baby girl,” Nik said. “I’m going to turn you over onto your back. You don’t have to do anything, just let me do all the work, okay?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Sliding his hands beneath her shoulders and her thighs where they met her body, he rolled her over effortlessly, supporting her head on his arm.

He and Jay began gently massaging their fingertips to the area just above her mound and the water came pouring out of her ass onto the shower floor, washed down the drain by all the jets.

“Good girl.” Nik rolled her back over onto her belly. This time, while Jay was irrigating her anal passage, Nik insinuated his hand between her legs and began playing with her, flicking his fingers across her frazzled clit, thrusting them into her vagina, making her shudder and gasp.

They repeated the entire process three more times, filling her then letting her evacuate, until the heat had completely disappeared. Her arousal, however not only had
not
disappeared, it had grown exponentially, thanks to Nik’s continued stimulation.

Nik lifted her to a sitting position sideways across his legs and kissed her on the cheek. Then, with his finger on her jaw, he turned her head toward him and kissed her on the mouth. A long, deep, rapturous kiss that sent need jolting through her body like lightning.

“That’s my good girl,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to her temple. For a long moment he just sat there holding her while hot, soothing water continued to rain gently down on them. He held her until her breathing was no longer ragged and her heart rate had returned to normal. “Maybe next time, you’ll choose the spanking.”

“There’s not going to be any ‘next time’,” she muttered darkly, making him laugh.

He released her, slid his hands under her buttocks and turned her so that her back was to his front. “Lean back against me,
myshka
,” he breathed in her ear. “Spread your legs for me.”

Slumping back against him, she slid her legs outside of his, gasping when he spread his own legs even wider, opening her up to Jay’s lustful gaze. No. Not lustful, she thought.
Loving.

Her breath hitched.

“Now,
malyutka
,” Nik said, putting his arms around her just beneath her breasts. “Our darling boy is dying to make you come. But you must ask for it nicely, instead of demanding it.”

She drew in a steadying breath, rolling her head sideways across his chest and lifting her face to look up at his chin. “Please, Daddy. Please may I be allowed to come? I need to come so badly, I think I might die if I don’t come.”

“Very nice, little one,” he said, a note of laughter in his voice “But perhaps, since Jay is the one who will be doing the honors, he is the one you need to ask, hmm? And be sure to ask him nicely.”

Tears filled her eyes as she dragged her head back upright to look at the man standing before her. The power of the emotions flickering in his eyes swamped her with equally powerful emotions of her own. Emotions she was suddenly unable to control. She needed these two men. Needed everything they had to offer. Their dominance. Their acceptance and approval. Their care and protection. Their affection.

More importantly, she needed
them
to need everything
she
had to offer. Her submission. Her child-like need for constant cuddles and direction and reassurance. And, now that they’d awakened it, she needed them to need her insatiable appetite for sexual pleasure. The kind of hot, carnal, visceral, sexual pleasure that not only were they able to give
to
her, but also to draw
from
her.

Giving Jay a coquettish smile, she looked up at him through her long lashes. Placing the tip of an index finger to her lips, she tilted her head, hunched her shoulders up around her ears and said in a breathless, little girl voice, “Please, Jay? Could you please use your wonderful tongue to give me a—one of—well, you know.” She giggled. “One of those?” She pointed her finger toward her groin. “You know. Down there?” Ducking her head, she blushed and let out another giggle.

“Orgasm,” Jay said. “C’mon, little girl, you can say it. Tell me you want me to suck your lovely little clit until you have an orgasm.”

“But saying those dirty words makes me feel so naughty.” She batted her eyelashes. “I don’t want to be spanked for being naughty.”

“They’re not dirty words, Babygirl, so you will never be spanked for saying them. You will definitely be spanked, however, for not following a direct order. So, come on, let me hear the words.”

“Clit. Orgasm,” she said, then giggled, casting her eyes down as if embarrassed. She began to chew on the tip of her fingernail.

“Now tell me what you want,” Jay said. “Put the words together in a sentence.”

“Jay…” She drew his name out. “W-would you please suck my clit and give me an orgasm?” Her eyes darkened. “One that will send me flying to the moon?”

Jay grinned. “What a lovely sentence,” he said. “And I will be more than happy to oblige, little darlin’. But I’ve got an even better idea. Why don’t we let you soak for a while in a nice hot tub?”

“Noooo.” Charlie whined, making a little moue of disappointment. “Now. I need to come.”

“Oh, you’ll come, all right, Babygirl,” Jay chuckled. “More times than you can count. We’ll make sure of that.”

She gave him a loopy grin. “Thank you, Cuddle Bear.”

Both Nik and Jay laughed.

“Cuddle Bear,” Nik said, “Finally. The perfect name for you,
malchik moy.”

“I love it, Babygirl,” Jay said, planting a kiss on the top of Charlie’s head.

Nik lifted her right leg and swung her back around to sit sideway in his lap. “Jay is going to go fill the tub and you are going to soak in the nice hot water while the jets and the Epsom salts relax you and ease your tiredness and sore muscles.”

Jay left the shower to go fill the tub.

“Okay.” She draped her arms around Nik’s neck. “And what happens after I get
out
of the tub?”

He just gave her a mysterious smile. “Oh, I think we’ll just let you wonder about that while you’re soaking. But I guarantee you will like it.”

“I have no doubt about that.” Her voice lowered, darkened. “You make everything good.”

“No, little mouse, you are the one who makes everything good. When I see the look of pure ecstasy on your face as you come, hear your breathy little cries as I fill you with my cock, my heart squeezes so hard I feel like I’m having a heart attack. And I feel so proud and honored to know that I’m the one giving you that look, that feeling, that pleasure. That is as precious to me as life itself.”

Wow. What does one say to something like that?
Charlie lifted her face and Nik claimed her lips in a long, lingering kiss that seemed to go on forever. His lips continually grazed hers, hot and slick, branding her with the emotions soaring through his heart. By the time he finally lifted his head, Jay was back standing at the shower door.

Dripping water all over the floor, Nik carried her to the tub and lowered her into the hot, fragrant bath, watching as she closed her eyes in bliss and leaned back against the end, completely engulfed in foaming white bubbles that smelled of lilacs. He and Jay took a quick shower and dried off, then mopped up the floor. While Jay was cleaning the plug they’d just pulled out of Charlie’s ass, Nik went to change the sheets on the bed and put the dirty ones in the hamper. He positioned a foam rubber wedge in the middle of the mattress, with the wide end toward the foot of the bed.

When they were ready, they woke Charlie up. She was so loose-limbed with sleep, it was as if her bones had evaporated. Drying her off was like trying to dry off a life-sized doll made out of silly putty. Finally, Nik carried her out of the bathroom and put her on the bed, with her ass at the very top of the wedge, her legs spread and hanging off to each side. Jay crawled across the mattress until he was kneeling between her legs, staring at her entire slit, from her clit to her sweet little ass.

“Oh, Babygirl, you should see what I see.”

She lifted her head slightly to look up at him. “Something good?”

“Something delicious.”

“Candy?” she asked hopefully, making him laugh.

“Oh, much better than candy.”

“Impossible. Nothing’s better than candy.”

“Yes, there is. One thing.”

“What?”

“You.”

He leaned forward, pressing his hands against her thighs, spreading her legs up and out, so wide she felt the pull on her thigh muscles. “And because you’re so special, I’m going to give you lots and lots of my special tickle kisses.”

She giggled. “Tickle kisses? What are those?”

“You, my lucky little girl, are about to find out.” He waggled his brows, making her giggle even harder.

“And what makes them so special?”

“They’re registered with the U.S. Patent Office. Patent #17930495207428750503985302.”

He rattled off the huge long number in a single breath, making her howl with laughter. A howl that quickly changed to a scream of sheer rapture as his tongue did a hard slide up and down her slit between her clit and her anus.

And then his tongue was at her anus, rimming the edge, turning her scream into a deep, throaty growl of pleasure. Then it was
in
her anus, turning her growl into a series of sharp little warbles as he began thrusting it in and out of her naughtiest hole. Sharp little warbles that changed to sharp little cries as Nik bent his head and drew a nipple into his hot, wet mouth, sucking greedily. Grabbing her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he began twirling it, tugging it, pinching it, ripping another scream from her.

“Oh my God!”
she arched her back into a rigid bow. “Omigod! Nik! Jay! I can’t—it’s too much—I-it—”

Releasing the suction of his mouth, Nik raised his head. “Can you come from breast and anal play alone,
malyutka?
”

“I—I don’t know,” she wailed.

“Try. And if you do,
you
get to decide whatever kinky little activities you want to try out tomorrow night after your big debut.”

Omigod! How can I turn down a golden opportunity like that?
“You mean I get to tell you what to do?”

“Yup.”

“Oh, thank you, Daddy!” She threw her arms around his head in a hug that nearly pulled it off his neck. “You’re the best Daddy a girl ever had!”