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“Yes, we are, but we want you as well. We are all consenting adults who want to experience the same thing.” He leaned in close so their mouths were inches apart. Back at Sintra, he hadn’t touched her, not really anyway, and he was burning alive to do it right now.
But first, he wanted her to acknowledge that this was truly what she wanted. It made no difference that he could tell from her body language she did. Dietrich wanted her to say the words aloud.
“You like surrendering to us, don’t you?” He watched in arousal as she closed her eyes at Stellan’s whispered words.
“Yes.” She licked her lips and continued, saying, “I do.” His sub slid his hands over her shoulders and covered her breasts. Blythe was a curvy little thing with lush hips and generous thighs that invited a man between them. He intended to make use of them tonight, and he would also watch Stellan have his fun.
“Tell us you want this to continue, baby.” She opened her eyes, and he was startled yet again by the light green coloring. Her cheeks were flushed, and her mouth was slightly parted as she panted. Stellan continued to curve his hands around her breasts.
He didn’t think Blythe realized that her hands gripped his biceps with astounding force, as if she feared she would float away if she didn’t hang on.
“I want this to continue.” She took a deep breath. “With both of you.”
And that was all either of them had to hear. Dietrich leaned in the rest of the way and kissed her fast and hard. It had been something he had wanted to do since he first saw her in his office all those weeks ago.
She opened for him, submitting even the smallest part of her body. He swallowed her moan and sucked her tongue into his mouth. She tasted sweet, and he wanted more. The sound of Stellan’s deep breathing told him his sub was spiraling just as out of control as he was.
He cupped the other side of her face and tilted her head so he could deepen the kiss. What he wanted was to feel her body pressed against his, and that was something he couldn’t accomplish with the bar separating them.
Pulling free from her mouth, he kept only an inch between them as he stared down at her lips. They were swollen and red, glossy, and inviting. Dragging his tongue over his lower lip, he swore he could taste Stellan on her, and the thought drove him wild with need. Casting a glance at Stellan proved that his sub was thinking the same thing.
They needed to take this to the playroom.
Stellan stepped away from her, and a little sound of disappointment left her. Dietrich had to smile at that. He dipped down to kiss her once more then moved away. Stellan led the way to the playroom on the lowest level of the villa.
When Blythe teetered slightly, he wrapped his arm around her waist and brought her flush with the side of his body. She fit perfectly against him. She had curves in all the right places, but compared to him and Stellan, she was a tiny little thing.
Her head rested on his shoulder, but he reminded himself she wore killer heels. An image formed in his mind, one of her nude aside from those stilettos. His cock stiffened impossibly further, and he quickened his step. He planned on prolonging their evening, so he needed to get his head clear.
When Stellan pushed open the door to the playroom and Blythe got a look at what was inside, she tensed against his body. Dietrich leaned down and said against her ear, “With pain comes pleasure.”
She looked up at him, and her fear slowly morphed into arousal. Her pupils dilated, and her breathing came out shaky.
“There’s no need to be afraid. You have to trust us to take care of you. Do you, baby, trust us to take care of you?”
She might not realize how much she wanted this, wanted their domination, but her need was written clearly on her face, and he wanted to hear her say it.
Her tongue ran along her lips, and his pants became even tighter. Stellan kept a strong, silent presence beside her. He gave her the time she needed to fully come to grips with what they wanted and what she truly wanted.
Blythe inhaled deeply and said, “I trust both of you, and I’m ready.”
He ran his hand over her silky hair and loved when she leaned into his touch. His strong, brave girl. Dietrich looked over her head at Stellan and saw his sub’s desire reflected like another being in the room.
After kissing her on the head, he turned her, and they followed Stellan farther into the room. He shut the door behind them, and he took a moment to watch her reaction to her surroundings.
Their playroom wasn’t anything outlandish, but to someone who was not used to kink, Dietrich could see how it would make one uneasy. Stellan flicked on the very dim overhead light.
The room was washed in a gentle, easing glow. Dietrich found it more comforting to do without the harsh glare of fluorescents.
“Can I look around first?” Her voice slightly wavered when she asked. Dietrich offered her a smile and tilted his chin for her to do whatever she wanted. He wanted her, but he wasn’t in a hurry, especially when it concerned her comfort.
She started at the far left side of the room and took in the various spanking implements. He held his breath when she lifted her hand to run across the smooth, glossy finish of the paddle. The fact she was open to this lifestyle, that she didn’t let her fear of the unknown consume her, was an incredible turn-on.
It wasn’t lost on him when she hesitated on the cane, but then again, it could be a frightening tool for anyone at first. She just didn’t know the pleasure that could be wielded with such an instrument.
The playroom wasn’t overly large, but it was big enough that it held everything he needed to ensure his subs were well taken care of. The king-sized bed was across from the door, and the black satin sheets looked like spilled ink under the lighting.
Blythe ran her fingers over the material and stopped when she saw the restraints attached to each post of the bed. Even from the distance, he could hear and see her swallow. Her nipples budded out beneath her dress, and he saw from her expression the way her mind worked over what exactly they did with those bonds.
