Nate’s words weren’t spoken harshly, but the effect was devastating. Kodi had never been the cause of anyone else’s pain, and the thought felt like a kick to the gut. Watching Landon smooth his hand over the curves of Tally’s ass while accepting the flexible ruler Karl placed in his other hand was both frightening and wildly erotic. Knowing Karl trusted his friend to administer Tally’s punishment spoke volumes about the depth and scope of their relationship.

  The first question about the men’s sexuality filtered through her mind a split second before Taz leaned close to whisper in her ear. “No, baby, they are both as straight as my brother and I are. We don’t judge others for their preferences, but men just don’t do it for any of us. They are both solely focused on Tally, just as Nate and I are focused on you.” As unnerved as she was that Taz had heard the question in her head, she found herself grateful for his answer. Realizing this was the first time his empathic gift had played out to her benefit, she turned enough to give him a grateful smile.

  You’re welcome, baby. Before she could focus on what she’d heard, the loud slap of the ruler striking Tally’s tender ass filled the limo, drawing Kodi’s attention back to the scene playing out only a few feet in front of her. Tally gasped in pain, but the soft moan that followed let Kodi know Landon was holding back.

  Kodi had seen Master Landon administer punishments in the club with a variety of implements and never envied the submissive on the receiving end of his expertise. Tally wasn’t going to sit comfortably for a few hours, but this punishment wasn’t as severe as Kodi had feared it might be.

  “You can breathe now, Ayasha. Master Landon isn’t going to push her too far. He knows Tally isn’t a masochist. She doesn’t enjoy pain for pain’s sake, and he’d never betray the trust of either of his friends by taking her beyond her limits.”

  Karl must have heard Nate’s reassurance, because he shifted his attention to her. Kodi was always surprised at the intensity she saw in his eyes. A deep river ran beneath his cool exterior. “This is an issue we’ve addressed before, Kodi. My lovely wife often has trouble drawing a line between her responsibilities as a physician and the rules she needs to follow as a sexual submissive. Fortunately, Landon is well-versed in ways to remind her, since he does so regularly when I’m in DC.”

  She’d often wondered if there were any boundaries drawn between the three when Master Karl was away from home, and now she was even more curious about how their unique relationship worked. Hopefully, her friendship with Tally survived this test, and she’d get a chance to hear more about the arrangement.

  Karl’s eyes moved over her, his perceptive look taking in every inch before sliding slowly back up with laser sharpness. “I’m not sure watching this is as much of a punishment as your Masters thought it would be, little sub. Your pussy is flooding with arousal, your eyes are dilated, and even from here, I can hear your soft panting breaths.” She felt Nate’s arms tighten around her as his fingers slid effortlessly through her slick folds.

  Landon’s eyes lifted from where his hand now caressed Tally’s abused flesh. His gaze focused between Kodi’s legs. “Make her come.” Damn him. He knew exactly how embarrassing it was going to be for her, the rat bastard.

  “Careful, baby. You’re already in enough trouble.” Letting out a frustrated sigh, Kodi held her response to Taz’s comment to herself.

  I take back what I said earlier about the possibility of a good side to this mind reading thing.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Brinn hid on the hill behind the club and watched Nate and Taz lead Kodi out of the backdoor. Evidently, little Miss Perfect had managed to piss the two Dom’s off because her ass was fire engine red. She recognized Landon Nixon’s Hummer limo and only had a minute to wonder if he was accompanying them. As soon as the man she’d once dated stepped from the back of the limo, she knew Karl and Tally Tyson were inside.

  Landon had dropped Brinn like a hot rock when he’d begun acting as the Senator and doctor’s third. As angry as she’d been, Brinn had appreciated the fact he’d been brutally honest rather than stringing her along. She’d hoped their relationship would work out. Not because their kinks were particularly compatible—they weren’t—but the Nixons were loaded. Second and third generation wealth, which in Montana was tantamount to old money. In her opinion, Landon didn’t appreciate the perks of his family’s money nearly as much as he should.

  She’d been born on the wrong side of the tracks. Her dad’s singular claim to fame was ridding himself of his wife and infant daughter at the first opportunity. Brinn’s mother had taken little interest in the daughter she blamed for losing her meal ticket. She’d preferred the never-ending parade of men sharing her bed to paying attention to the young girl she’d brought into the world. For her part, Brinn kept her nose clean and her grades up, because she’d known college was going to be her escape.

  God knew her mother couldn’t fund her education, so Brinn diligently applied for every scholarship available and worked two jobs to pay for her way through college. It had been a long five years, but she’d finally walked away with a Master’s Degree in Engineering. graduated. Unfortunately, she’d quickly discovered graduating with honors didn’t necessarily mean honorably employed. Once things with Landon Nixon fell through, she’d re-set her sights on the Ledek brothers. Since their kink wasn’t as harsh as their friend’s, it would be easier to fake submission during scenes. It had taken her a while to find out the extent of their personal wealth, but she’d been pleasantly surprised when she’d finally managed to hack into the club’s server.

  Using her binoculars to scan the area as the Ledeks and Landon moved Kodi inside the Hummer, a glint of sunlight higher up the hill caught Brinn’s attention. Turning, she gasped when she saw a man approximately thirty yards from her. He was also watching the club, but he was using a high-power scope mounted on a wicked looking black rifle. She wasn’t well versed in guns, but the thing looked enormous. When he began moving slowly, skimming over his surroundings as she’d done, Brinn dropped to the ground. Flattening her body as much as possible, she prayed the thick shrubbery would conceal her from his view.

  She heard the Hummer’s souped-up engine roar off as the driver accelerated out of the driveway. Brinn assumed the group was on their way to Morgan’s party, but since she couldn’t see which way they’d turned, she couldn’t be sure. She’d heard the club scuttlebutt about the party, but she hadn’t been invited. Cold quickly seeped through her clothing, making her shiver. Waiting was terrifying, her imagination running completely amok. She’d never seen the man before and hoped she never saw him again.

  The question burning in the back of her mind was who the man had been watching. In the end, it didn’t really matter, but she was still curious. As near as Brinn could tell, the Hummer held a U.S. Senator, a well-liked physician, a wealthy local hot shot entrepreneur, two former SEALs, and a homeless waitress. Since her least favorite among them was also the least likely target, she wouldn’t wait. She’d give them a heads-up as soon as she could. Who am I kidding? I couldn’t ignore a threat to anyone, even Kodi. I may not like her, but I’d still help her out…probably.

  Nate was furious they were just now hearing about Brinn’s comments, but he had to admit, in some ways, he understood Kodi’s reluctance to involve them. She was obviously used to fending for herself with what was evidently only intermittent help from her older brother. Aside from working in a kink club, she didn’t have any previous experience as a sexual submissive. He doubted she fully understood how important it was to them to know she was safe—and how broad their definitions of safe and protection were.

  It appeared Karl and Landon were holding Tally accountable since she’d been the one to interact with Brinn. She’d been in the lifestyle long enough to know she should have shared the information, especially since she’d walked right past him as she’d left the locker room. But Nate also appreciated her loyalty to Kodi. One of the things he’d learned over the years he’d been a Dom was the way submissives usually stuck together like glue. It made perfect sense, after all. Doms worked together to keeps subs in line. He doubted either of the women had many friends and understood why Tally would want to honor Kodi’s request.

  Pulling her back against his chest, Nate whispered over her shoulder. “Very soon, my brother and I will earn your trust, Ayasha. You’ll feel confident enough to bring this sort of thing to us.” She shifted on his lap, and he bit back a groan when the plug in her ass pressed against his erection. He knew the moment she felt his rigid length pushing against her sweet cheeks because she froze. “Yes, pet, that’s all for you. And I can feel the need pouring off you in waves. We’ll always give you exactly what your body is craving, but you may not always agree with our timeline.”

  Taz shifted around the corner of the seat so he could watch Kodi’s facial expressions. Nate saw fire burning in his brother’s eyes. Someday, he hoped Taz would be able to provide him a running narrative of what their woman was thinking as his fingers slid lazily through the slick folds of Kodi’s labia. “You’re so wet, Ayasha. So very ready for what we are more than willing to give you.” Using the tip of his finger to circle her clit, Nate felt her hips tilt forward into his touch.

  Whispering against her ear, Nate asked, “Did you see how Tally lifted her ass to meet each stroke? Her body no longer processed the pain; it’s all pleasure at this point. She is floating in sub-space, but they’ll bring her back down before taking her together.” Kodi’s head fell back against Nate’s shoulders, and he knew she was getting dangerously close to coming from the bombardment of her sense. Being displayed intimately, their touch, and his words were setting him up perfectly to send her over quickly.

  Landon’s commanding voice telling him to make her come told Nate the other man was close to losing his own battle with control. Watching him finger fuck Kodi to orgasm was buying Landon a few minutes to pull himself back from the edge. Nodding, Nate gave him a wolfish grin. “My pleasure.”

  The first plunge of his fingers inside her sheath made the most deliciously wet sound. Nate heard Taz curse under his breath. “Fuck, that’s hot.” His brother lowered himself in front of Kodi in a move so quick Nate doubted she’d even noticed. Taz’s training in the various martial arts was reflected in every move he made. Despite the fact he was over six and a half feet tall, Taz moved as stealthily as a jungle cat. Nate moved his hand aside a split second before Taz’s mouth descended between Kodi’s spread legs. Her entire body jerked as Taz used his tongue to fuck her with long, sure strokes.

  Nate pinched her nipples as he spoke against her ear. “Come for us, Ayasha. Let yourself go. We’ll always be there to catch you.” Her response was immediate. A shrill wail filled the Hummer, and Kodi’s back arched in a show of strength he hadn’t anticipated. Worried he would hurt her if he forced her back against his chest, Nate just held her steady while Taz wrapped his arms around her calves, preventing her continued slide off his lap.

  Kodi shuddered in his arms as the last tremors of her release pulsed through her lax muscles. Taz had moved once again, pressing his mouth against hers as he pulled her from Nate’s arms into his own. Nate was grateful for the shift, because his cock was ready to explode just from having her pressed against him. Sucking in several deep breaths, he wondered when Taz had managed to shed his clothes. Looking around, he noted the other men were naked as well. Christ, where have I been?

  Don’t know, brother, but this party is going to be over far too soon. If you want to play, you’d better get with it. Taz didn’t need to tell him twice. Nate was out of his clothing before Taz finished lowering Kodi onto his cock. He’d turned her so she was on her hands and knees on the Hummer’s carpeted floor. Her luscious lips were swollen from Taz’s kiss and her eyes were still glazed from the orgasm they’d just given her. Nate stroked himself until the first beads of pearly pre-cum appeared at his tip. Moving closer, he smiled when Kodi unconsciously licked her lips in anticipation.

  “I’m going to fuck your sweet mouth while your other Master takes his pleasure from your pussy. Don’t come until one of us gives your permission, or you’ll find sitting very unpleasant for a few days, pet.” Nate saw Taz’s eyes roll up and knew she’d clamped down like a vice on his brother’s cock. God dammit, Nate, she’s already pulsing around me.

  “Baby, you’re going to have to rein yourself in, or you’re going to be over my knee getting another spanking your tender ass doesn’t need right now.”

  Kodi pulled in several gasping breaths before finally pushing the words “Yes, Sir” past her pouty lips. Taz nodded, and Nate slid his aching cock between her lips.

  Looking to the side, he smiled when he saw Karl lounging back on the seat as he shoved Tally down on his rigid length. Her hands were bound tightly against in her chest in a hastily tied harness. Both breasts were fully exposed, and Tally’s Master was feasting on them as Landon drizzled a generous amount of lube between her flaming red ass cheeks. “I’m going to fuck this hot little ass, Tally. When I push inside, you’re going to be so full of our cocks you’ll lose your mind. We’re going to give Kodi a little preview of coming attractions. Let her see the soul-shattering pleasure that’s in her future.”

  Taz leaned down and bit her shoulder hard enough to make her shudder. “You feel so good, baby. I swear your tight little pussy is pulling me deeper with every breath you take. And from the look on Nate’s face, I’d say he’s found his own little piece of heaven.”

  Her tongue slid along the sensitive crease at the base of his cockhead and Nate sucked in a deep breath. “I want you to come with us. When you feel us marking you with our seed, let go and enjoy the ride.”

  Kodi’s mouth tightened around him as he pushed to the back of her throat. When she swallowed, he wavered so close to the edge Nate worried he was going to come before Taz was ready to take her over again. He was ready to pull back when he heard Taz’s voice in his head. I’m going and taking her with me. Those seven words were all it took to send fire bursting from his balls and sending his seed streaming down Kodi’s throat in hot pulses. She swallowed frantically while her own orgasm thundered through her. Taz’s shout was followed by Kodi’s scream around Nate’s cock. He backed off, letting her pull in shuddering gulps of air. Nate wrapped one of the club’s soft subbie blankets around Kodi’s trembling shoulders and helped settle her on Taz’s lap. Pulling bottles of water from the small fridge, he opened Kodi’s before handing it to Taz.

  Leaning back, Nate watched the scene taking place at the other end of the limo. His attention drifted between the heat generated between his three friends and the tender aftercare his brother was lavishing on the woman who’d just stolen the last pieces of his heart. Any final reservations he’d been holding on to about her being the one for them evaporated into a fine mist. She hadn’t hesitated during their ménage scene; her responses to Nate and his brother were equal in every way.

  One of the issues Nate and Taz always faced with a sub they’d shared was the way they responded to each man differently. It was a simple truth that women tended to respond to one of them more than the other. It was also something that would never work in a permanent relationship. They’d talked extensively with their friends involved in polyamorous relationships; both the men and women all cited this as the single most important issue, second only to a commitment to open and honest communication.

  Relaxing back into the seat, Nate watched as Karl pushed himself into his wife’s wet pussy in alternating thrusts as Landon stroked into her ass. Their pace was slowly driving the whimpering sub insane, but Nate had to bite back a grin at the pained looks on the men’s faces. They might be pushing Tally’s boundaries, but she was testing their control in equal measure. As the trio’s tempo increased, so did Kodi’s interest. Taz’s soft words sent a flush over her cheeks, and Nate almost laughed out loud since he could well imagine how graphic his brother’s narration was.

  Damn straight it’s graphic. Don’t want her wondering all evening what we have planned. After all, this is a play party.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Brinn walked into the club’s main room and scanned the area hoping she’d be able to figure out which one of the Dungeon Monitors Nate and Taz had left in charge. She’d tried to call Landon earlier, but all her calls had gone to voice mail. Obviously, the pig-licker had been serious when he’d told her he would no longer accept her calls. She didn’t have Nate or Taz’s private contact information. Their personal cell numbers were a closely guarded secret by the few people she knew actually had them. Hell, she could probably score the President’s number before one of the Ledek’s inner circle would give up theirs.

  Before she gotten back to her apartment, Brinn made the mistake of answering her phone. Being called back into the small engineering firm where she worked was unusual on Saturdays. Since she was the most junior consultant on the project, she’d gotten the call. It had taken her the rest of the day to re-do the drawing and complete the scans. It was still early by club standards, but she couldn’t shake her concern about what she’d seen earlier.

  What Brinn didn’t know was how she could explain why she’d been watching the club. That wasn’t going to be easy, nor was it a point that would be left out of the discussion. There’d been several times during the day when she’d considered remaining silent. But she’d always gotten a sinking feeling, one that seemed too much like a glimpse of how she’d feel if something happened to any of the people involved. Dammit, her conscience was playing havoc with her plans to make the Ledek brothers see how perfect she was for them.

  Sliding onto a bar stool, Brinn waited for Randy to notice her. Landon’s backup bartender was a sub to one of the club’s more popular Dommes. Mistress Ann wasn’t known for letting him out of her sight, so Brinn was surprised to see him tending bar. Landon had obviously struck a deal with the woman highly regarded in local circles for her legal prowess. Brinn had heard horror stories from people who’d had to face her in court. Before Randy made his way to her, a man Brinn had never seen before slid onto the stool next to hers.