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“I know assumptions make an ass out of you and me. I am just thankful you looked past that and gave me a chance.” I leaned forward, brushing my lips against Niko’s, sandwiching Amelia between us. I reigned in my need and pulled back just as Amelia’s lips whispered across my neck. I stopped, holding myself still, unsure if I really felt her or if it was my hopeful imagination.
Niko’s hand cupped my cheek as his lips met mine again, and I most definitely felt a deeper pressure from Amelia’s lips right before the wet warmth of her tongue licked up my neck over my chin. Our hands were still clasped together, now encased between us. Niko pulled back, and I turned my head slightly to capture Amelia’s lips. I could taste her desire as I nibbled along her lower lip. My body sprang into readiness, but that last small section of conscience reigned me back in. I needed to finish my story before losing myself to the pleasure of her skin and Niko’s hands. With great effort, I pulled back and settled down onto the mattress again. Her arousal wrapped around me, her nipples pert and begging for attention through her shirt. She shimmied against Niko and let out a small mew of disappointment. My panther pushed to just take her now and finish the story later. I couldn’t. I needed to get it all out.
“Intermission is over,” I joked, still keeping her hand clasped in mine. “That night, as Niko walked by, he invited me to observe. I hesitated until he moved one of the comfortable club chairs for me, placing me far enough away from center stage to observe the whole area but close enough to see minute details like how he engaged every part of him as he delivered each stroke of pleasure or punishment. I could see it was a release for both of them. The controlled pain that Niko inflicted and the pleasure that pain turned into for his sub.” I felt Amelia tense up. I stroked her hand and squeezed it. I felt her hesitation and curiosity through our bond. I wasn’t sure if she knew she had lowered her mental wall, but I was thankful she had. It helped to be able to feel her emotions as we lay together and I told my tale. “Ask your question.”
“How can pain turn to pleasure?” she blurted.
“I can only speak from experience, but when that flogger or crop or whip hits my skin, the pain bites, but as I relax into it, that’s when it morphs into a pleasure I had never reached before. That only heightens when you have a dom whom you trust to take you just to the edge of your tolerance, hovers you there, and then helps you go beyond that into that space where nothing matters, where all stress is released, and a cloud of pleasure wraps around you, infusing you with joy to relax your whole body so that you can finally rest, relax, and recoup from whatever life has thrown at you since the last session. Pain isn’t for everyone. There are multiple facets and kinks within the lifestyle, but you won’t know if you never try.”
“He used a whip on you?” She was becoming bolder with her questions. It was a positive sign that she was beginning to accept and had a willingness to learn who Niko and I were.
“Among other things, yes, if the scene warrants it,” Niko replied. “I don’t just inflict pain, Amelia. That is a specialty that I have, but my pleasure comes from helping you to release yours. It’s never done in anger and never under emotional stress. The submissive is always in control of the scene. They have a safe word, and as a dom, I am constantly checking in with them to see what level they are at.”
“Level?” Amelia shifted to lay on her back between us. We scooted, giving her just enough room to lie comfortably. She turned her head to look at Niko.
“Yes, most clubs operate on the same system. It’s like a stoplight. The color green means you are good and keep going, yellow means slow down and discuss things, and red is an absolute halt. I have only had a submissive use their safe word once, and that was due to them not being honest on their paperwork and in our discussions. They thought they wanted pain, that it would become pleasure for them. It didn’t, they safe worded, and we ended the scene.”
“Oh.” Amelia lowered her eyes, her brows pinching together in thought. “What if I don’t know if I would like any of it?”
“We can play and experiment with things without being at the club,” I answered. “We don’t ever have to go to the club if you don’t want to, though, their private rooms are fun.” My mind went off on its own, imagining her in a little school uniform alongside me before the headmaster, having been caught making out in one of the closets after class. Professor Niko would decide our punishment. I shook the daydream off and attempted to finish my story, but Niko spoke first.
“I could tell that Miguel was shy and still unsure about everything, so I invited him over to my house for a few drinks after a shift one day. I wanted to talk with him outside of the club setting.” Niko looked at me, his eyes caring and full of emotion.
“That was the beginning of a deeper relationship between us. We were friends in our day-to-day lives, but he drew me in with his commanding presence and patience as I learned what I enjoyed and what I didn’t. That was six months ago, that first heart-to-heart talk. Unlocking that part of myself filled a hole that I didn’t realize had been missing in my soul, though, even after that, I still didn’t feel complete.”
I cupped Amelia’s face as Niko sat up and pulled off his damp shirt before settling against her again. “You, Amelia, have filled that missing piece that we both craved but could never find. I want to share everything with you. I want to help you experience a pleasure higher than you have ever known.” I lowered my gaze to her lips and then up to Niko, asking permission without words. I had slipped into submissive mode without thought and hummed with the need for approval. At his nod, I leaned down, brushing my lips across hers, relishing the tingle that ran down my spine at just that simple caress.
When she raised up, searching for more, I felt Niko’s hand between us, working to remove her top, her hands were busy working my shirt over my head at the same time. I pulled back with a laugh as a giggle escaped her lips.
“The time for talking is over,” Niko commanded as we removed clothing, relishing in the touch of skin to skin. “Right now, is about our connection, not who’s dominant or submissive. It’s about exploration and completing that final mating bond. The rest we can figure out another day.”
I watched as he trailed kisses down her body, between her breasts, circling her navel before he settled between her legs. He looked at both of us as he spoke his next words. “Not every encounter in the bedroom has to be a dynamic. Sometimes, it’s about the exchange of pleasure.” Amelia threw her head back and moaned as Niko’s actions reflected the words he spoke.
I scooted up a bit, relaxing against the pillows, taking myself in my hand, and stroked slowly, my heart swelling with love as I watched my two mates together. Only when Amelia glanced up at me and reached out did I join them.
Niko and I worked effortlessly together to make this experience all about Amelia. Each gasp, each moan gave me satisfaction, and when she wrapped her hand around my cock, stars burst behind my eyelids. I didn’t think I could reach a higher pleasure, but then her lips were on me.
“Good girl,” the words effortlessly slipped from Niko’s mouth. The combination of Amelia’s mouth and Niko’s voice had me falling over the edge and releasing down her throat. Amelia released me with a gasp, turning her head to look up at Niko as he crawled up her body. He pushed her legs up and apart, centering himself among her wet folds, rubbing through them, coating his cock with her juices.
Amelia moaned as Niko began to fill her. I reached over and massaged her breast, rolling and pinching her nipple. She arched her back and began to move with Niko. Slowly at first, but quickly finding a bruising rhythm. My cock was hard again, and I stroked myself in tandem with Niko. I could see he was getting close. I took my hand from Amelia’s breasts and reached down between them, finding her swollen clit. A few quick strokes and I pressed down on her little button.
“Come now,” Niko commanded, and I watched them explode as I fell off the cliff into oblivion with them. I felt one of the last mate bonds final piece snap into place, and the trickle of emotions I felt before turned into a river of feelings flooding my system. I felt the aftershocks of their orgasms as if they were mine. I also felt the love and joy we all had for each other, but just below that, I felt Amelia’s doubt, her uncertainty even after everything we had just experienced. The last thing we needed to do was to bite. The mate mark would tie us together for life and let all shifters know we were mated. That mark would be the final step in melding our scents into one new unique one.
One wonderful night in bed was not going to be enough to convince her she was worthy of this special connection and so much more.
Niko rose and retrieved two warm washcloths from the bathroom. He tended to Amelia first, and then rather than handing me the other cloth to clean myself, he slowly took care of the chore himself. My cock was hard and throbbing again by the time he was done. I could tell by the small smile on his lips, that had been his goal all along.
Amelia rolled toward me, her hand encircling my girth. “Again?” Her sexy voice only added to the desire that flowed through me.
“For you, I’ll always be ready.”
