She felt Eagle’s erection against her back and wiggled teasingly. He gave a low growl.

  “You’re playing with fire, girl.”

  “Oh. That’s fine. I mean, yeah.” Her verbal abilities were still floating in the ether.

  Gavin got to his feet. He had a mammoth, jaw-dropping erection. “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, Beth.”

  Mesmerized, she reached up and took his cock into her hand. “We’re just starting, right?”

  “Let’s talk for a second,” said Eagle, shifting her off his lap. A thin sheen of sweat glowed on his copper forehead. “It’s Wild Nights, but I have things I do and things I don’t. When it comes to other men’s dicks, it’s hands only.”

  “Works for me,” said Gavin. “That’s as far as I go too.”

  Beth stared at her husband. “You’ve touched other men?”

  Gavin shrugged. “It’s been awhile. But yeah. Hockey players are horny guys. We used to get each other off now and then.”

  Dizzying fantasies filled her mind. Those young studs in the locker room, jacking each other off. Oh my God. “Do it.”

  “Do what?”

  “Jerk each other off. Right now. I want to see.”

  Gavin and Eagle eyed each other. Gavin shrugged and took a step closer. She saw a drop of moisture at the tip of his cock. She longed to lick it off but more than anything, she wanted to see her magnificent husband getting a hand job from another man.

  “I’ll take a rain check on mine,” said Eagle. “One at a time. But I get to call the next move. Deal?”

  Beth caught Gavin’s sidelong look. They smiled at each other, in a “what have we gotten ourselves into?” way. It felt fun, a sexy conspiracy of two. “We’re fine with that,” said Beth.

  “Then bring that cock here.”

  Gavin stepped closer and Eagle closed his fist around her husband’s thickened cock. The sight of that brown hand gripping Gavin’s erection thrilled Beth down to the pit of her stomach. The way he touched Gavin was so…different, so hard, so unworried about doing it wrong. So basic, so animal, so down and dirty, get it done. Hand job, emphasis on the job. With a groan, Gavin closed his eyes and jerked his hips forward. The hard muscles of his ass clenched. Eagle’s eyes gleamed with a fierce light.

  Beth felt heat rise between her own legs, though she’d never have believed it possible. She scooted closer and ran her hands across her husband’s ass. She had to touch, had to be part of this. His skin twitched at her touch. She explored farther, down the crease between his buttocks, to where his balls trembled.

  “Oh Beth. Oh my sweet.” Gavin groaned long and hard as his balls tightened. Eagle panted roughly, his face tense with focus, his eyes narrowed, gleaming. Beth knew he was turned-on too, this wild thing they’d taken into their bedroom.

  Gavin shouted, his spine arching, hips thrusting into Eagle’s tight fist. Eagle kept pumping at his cock until cream spurted between his fingers, dripping to the floor. Gavin muttered, “Enough,” and stumbled away from the two of them, collapsing on his back on the bed.

  Beth let out a deep, satisfied sigh. She’d needed to see that. She wasn’t sure why. Witnessing the rawness of it, the sheer male drive to get off—it was incredibly freeing.

  Beth met Eagle’s eyes. Their usual calm was replaced by a blaze of animal lust. “Christ, what have I gotten myself into?” He shook his head. “I’m gonna go rinse off.”

  Beth climbed onto the bed and curled up next to Gavin, who seemed only barely conscious. She burrowed next to his side, reveling in a new sense of raw closeness.

  Chapter Eleven

  “Beth, honey.”

  She jerked awake. When had she drifted off? Some time must have passed, because Gavin no longer lay next to her. The lights had been dimmed and the room was filled with black and silver shadows. She blinked, disoriented. She felt as if she’d woken up in a different world. A dream world. No… With a shock, she recognized it. The world of the photograph.

  Gavin, fully clothed, sat across the room in the armchair, still as a shadow. She looked up. Eagle, also clothed, loomed over her. He held something in his hands.

  “Time to get serious,” he said. “Your husband says I should put this on you. The guy’s a stud so I want to do what he says.”

  She heard the hint of a question in his voice. She squinted at the object he held, touched it. The leather collar, with the leash.

  Two men, a naked woman and a collar—just like the photo.

  Her mouth went dry. A lightning strike of excitement flashed through her. The room suddenly seemed like a high-contrast print of itself, the darks darker, the silvers brighter. Her eyes strayed to Gavin, but she couldn’t make out his expression. Just like the man in the photograph, he was a mystery figure in the shadows.

  “Yes,” she said in a tiny voice. Eagle didn’t move. “Yes,” she said, more clearly, and she stood and bent her head toward him.

  He settled the collar around her neck and snapped it shut. The tight fit sent her senses soaring into another realm. Her breath quickened. He slid his hand slowly down her body, her skin leaping in little pulses under his hard palm.

  “While you’ve been sleeping, your husband and I got to know each other a little better. Like I told you before, I’m a free spirit. Don’t like to be tied down anywhere. Or to anyone. Makes it kind of ironic that when I’m alone in my cabin out on Kodiak, I think the only thing missing’s my own little slave girl.”

  He twisted the leash around his wrist and tugged her closer.

  “If I had a sexy woman like you, I’d keep her chained to the bed like a pet while I was gone, and when I came back there she’d be, all warm and naked, curled up on the blankets. I’d drop my pants and let her suck me off or maybe I’d just make her stay on the bed while I plowed her senseless. I’d keep the cabin nice and warm for her, so she never had to put on any clothes. She’d walk around naked all the time, except for the collar. Any time I wanted, I’d touch her breasts, her cunt, her ass. I’d make her come ten times a day. I’d make sure she was ready, all day long, just like you are right now.”

  Beth flinched at the truth of it. His words made her crazy, made the wetness spring between her legs. He felt it, of course, since his hand was embedded deep in her folds, fingers moving against her clit.

  “And if I had guests, my slave girl would keep them entertained.” He gave her his back, turning so she had to follow behind him as he crossed the room to Gavin. He stood her before the armchair, using the leash to turn her body to the right, then the left, displaying her for her silent, shadowed husband.

  Her nipples felt as hard as stones. Moisture dripped between her thighs.

  Eagle’s voice deepened. Sternly, he addressed Beth. “Is this how you show yourself off to our guest? Come now. Arch your back. Give him a better look at your lovely breasts.”

  He gave her a light slap on the ass. Wild heat shot through her body. She obeyed, pushing out her chest. Eagle ran his hands from one breast to the other, pulling at her nipples, tweaking them into even stiffer peaks. Hard throbs rocked her core.

  “That’s right, your nipples ought to be ripe and plump for our visitor. We want him begging for you.” He tugged until she moaned, pressing her breasts farther into his hand. When he withdrew it, she tried to follow, but instead he moved his hand to her rear. He felt the twin curves of her ass. “Nice butt. Do you like to be spanked?”

  Beth shook her head, then nodded, then shook it again. Then nodded.

  “I believe she does, though she never knew it before this weekend.” Gavin spoke from the depths of the armchair.

  Eagle went back to the hot growl of his “slave-master” voice.

  “I’d discipline my slave girl whenever she misbehaved. Or whenever I thought she needed a correction.” He stroked the soft place on her upper thigh where it joined her buttocks. “A sweet ass like this is just begging for a firm hand now and then.” He gave her a brisk spank. “Tell me the truth. When I talk about it, does it turn you on? Are you a little cat in heat right now?”

  Beth moaned incoherently. Eagle walked her forward so she stood at Gavin’s knees. “First sample goes to the honored guest.”

  * * * * *

  Gavin barely recognized this sensual goddess as his wife. She was all curves and leather, all abandonment and shadows. The moonlight from the window filtered across her skin, making her nipples look enormous. Her head was thrown back, her hair tumbling over her shoulders. The collar set off her delicate collarbones, the heavy leather emphasizing her dainty curves. Why had he never noticed how the undersides of her breasts quivered with each breath? Or how the skin on her torso was ever so slightly lighter than the skin on her forearms? Silvery wetness gleamed between her thighs. He drank in the details of her body in a way he never had before. She’d always kept herself covered, hidden.

  Like this, she was a revelation.

  Like this, she was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.

  From the dazed look on her face, he knew she’d gone into some other plane of awareness. She floated on a sensual high.

  And this man, Eagle, had helped put her there. And that, he realized, was just fine. This man was at his service. His and Beth’s. He’d come to provide pleasure for them.

  A sharp, terrible excitement twisted his gut. He could tell this man to do absolutely anything. Gavin was the director in this scene. If he wanted Beth spread open while Eagle licked her nipples and he ravaged her cunt, he could command it. If he wanted her ass while Eagle took her mouth, he could say the word. He was in control here. Just how he liked it. That’s what Beth wanted—she’d offered him not just her body, but her innermost dreams.

  Gavin reached a hand out and brushed his fingers against her damp thatch. She let out a whimper.

  “Shh,” said Eagle sternly. With his other hand, he gave her a harder slap on the ass. “Is this how you behave in front of our guest? Part your legs.”

  Trembling, she moved her legs apart. The submission of that movement went straight to Gavin’s head. What a turn-on to have his own wife offered up to him like this. Her beautiful sex was right at eye level, moisture glistening through the soft thicket of hair. He slid his fingers across her clit, into the wet folds, in awe at the way her flesh quivered so exquisitely. Never had Beth felt so hot, so slick to his touch. He delved two fingers into her pussy and rubbed the heel of his hand against her clit. Her inner heat surrounded his hand, the tissues tugging at him, begging for him. Her head thrashed from side to side above the collar.

  His dick hardened into fierce, painful arousal.

  Beth’s moans increased. He knew from the bucking of her hips that she was close. He glanced up at Eagle, who gave him a quick shake of his head. Don’t let her come yet.

  Gavin pulled his hand away. Beth cried out pitifully. She jammed her legs together, frantically trying for the friction that had just vanished. Eagle would have none of it. He kicked her legs apart. “Our guest will decide when and how you come. Just for that, I think we need a little talk.” He wrapped the leash around his wrist again and led her, stumbling after him, to the center of the room.

  * * * * *

  Beth was so turned-on, Eagle could have dragged her out in the snow and she wouldn’t have protested. She would have done anything they wanted, just to get a hand, a tongue or, praise the Lord, a cock in her pussy.

  “Please,” she begged.

  “Oh, you’ll get your orgasm, you greedy little slave girl. But first we have a problem to take care of.”

  Eagle lifted her hands over her head and tied her wrists to the light fixture in the middle of the room. This was different. Frightening. She couldn’t hide herself at all. Every inch of her body was accessible to prying, probing hands.

  She relaxed a bit when Gavin and Eagle both stripped off their clothes. Gavin looked massive and powerful in the half-darkness. Eagle’s body looked carved from some exotic wood, taut and lean, a sheen of sweat glowing in the moonlight.

  Gavin came behind her and smoothed the curves of her ass. Pleasure drugged her limbs. As long as Gavin was here, everything would be okay. Her big, strong husband only wanted to please her. Please her and protect her.

  “Gavin, you said you brought some toys,” Eagle said.

  “Yes, in the trunk.”

  Gavin stepped away. Instantly she missed his heat. She adjusted her arms into a more comfortable position. Whatever they were plotting, she wanted to be ready. While she and Eagle waited, he stood in front of her and held her nipples in a tight pinch. The sharp pang seemed to last forever. She heard the click of the trunk buckle, then Gavin came back to her side. Eagle released her burning nipples, which immediately craved the contact.

  “One for you, one for me,” Gavin told Eagle.

  She squinted over her shoulder, trying to see what he held. Two handfuls of leather strips, it looked like. Gavin handed one to Eagle.

  “Nice little flogger. Nothing painful. Start her off easy,” murmured Eagle. His fingers sifted through the leather in a way that made Beth want to moan.

  “She’s not used to this. Beth, just say the word if it’s too much.” Beth nodded and swallowed hard. She closed her eyes, bracing for something sharp and painful.

  When nothing immediately happened, she opened them again. The two men prowled in a circle around her body, doing nothing but looking at her. It was enough. Her skin felt scorched by their scrutiny. Her nipples stiffened on their own. Her arousal, which had dipped while Gavin fetched the floggers, roared back to life.

  Anticipation fluttered through every nerve of her body. Her breath came in shallow pants. But still no pain. Instead, a hand cupped a breast, another hand separated her legs, another scraped its nails across the back of her thigh, another… God, how many hands were on her? They were everywhere, exploring, stroking, arousing. Her body felt turned inside out, as if all the most sensitive hidden parts were on the surface.

  “Please,” she moaned.

  “Oh my darling,” Gavin spoke in a choked voice. “I adore you so.” He swished the fringe across the skin of her upper thigh. Her flesh quivered and tensed.

  “She can take it,” murmured Eagle. “Trust her.”

  Then Gavin drew his arm back and spanked the leather strands across her ass. Hot sparks exploded on her skin, under her skin, all the way to her core. It didn’t hurt, precisely. It…woke her up. It made her feel as if her skin had been dead to the world until now.

  The two men took charge of her body, spanking and fondling at will. She flew to another zone, the same high, ethereal place she’d touched last night. Time collapsed. Only two states of being existed—anticipation of the floggers’ next strikes and the electric moments when they stung her inner thigh, the backs of her calves, the slope of her rib cage.

  Swish. Leather against her right nipple. Oh my God! How was it possible for something to feel so terrifying and so incredible at the same time?

  “More,” she moaned.

  “How much do you want it, Beth? Talk to me.” Gavin’s hot breath scalded her ear. He gripped one of her ass cheeks in one fist as liquid wept between her thighs.

  “Yes, do it, don’t stop,” she babbled incoherently.

  “We’ll decide when to stop,” Gavin answered sternly.

  They stroked her with their hands and naked flesh, Gavin nibbling at her neck, Eagle brushing his cock against her thigh. “Please,” she begged even though she wasn’t sure what she was pleading for. Then swoosh. Leather slapped softly across her breasts. She screamed. Tears sprang to her eyes at the intensity of the pleasure.

  “You okay?” asked Gavin.

  “More,” she ground out.

  They spanked her into a crazed frenzy. Before, she’d been quiet. But not now. Now she let loose a loud stream of demands. “Hit me. Harder. Fuck me, please, I’m begging you, now! Fuck me now!” The words she used would have shocked her—should have shocked her—but she was beyond caring. “Now. Please.”

  “Not yet,” said Gavin. He ran the handle of the flogger across her pussy. She felt her lips grab at it. The hard intrusion nudged at her entrance.

  “Put it inside me,” she whispered hoarsely. She’d take anything to fill the emptiness, even a whip handle.

  “The only thing going inside you is me,” he said, replacing the handle with hard fingers that jerked her up. She moaned, her flesh sucking him inside her. She was so close, so close… Then he pulled his hand out and transferred his attention to her breasts. Each man took one. Her nipples were already plump and erect, swollen from the spanking. Now the men set to work with blistering intent. They suckled in tandem, crowding around her. Long, hard sucks. Teasing nibbles. Ferocious tugs. And every sensation zoomed straight to her frantic, aching pussy.

  She lost track of where she was and who was doing this to her. The world flashed in and out, a cacophony of moans and sucks and mutters. The smell of sweat and arousal and wood smoke imprinted itself on her brain. Hot mouths on her nipples, tormenting hands in her sex, at her ass, on her clit…it was too much, too much…

  “I think your woman needs to come.” Eagle’s lust-rough voice arrowed through her haze.

  “Hell yes.” At her front, Gavin gathered her dripping sex into his hand. He rotated his thumb against her clit. She could barely hear him through the need roaring through her veins. “You’ve earned it, my sweet. This is what I wanted, you bare and open before me. No secrets. No hiding.”

  Behind her, Eagle lifted her legs around Gavin’s waist and put his hands under her ass. He spread her cheeks apart so her pussy pressed harder against Gavin’s hand. The nerve-shattering pleasure of it sent tears streaming down her face.

  “Eagle, I’ve got a problem here.” Gavin took his thick cock in his hand and rimmed it around the lips of her sex. “Beth and I have always been completely exclusive. I love her more than anything.”

  “I can see why.” Eagle blew softly on the back of her neck. In her sensitized state, it felt like a blast furnace.