Page 115 of Brooke's Bliss
“Somehow I don’t think that one was going to put up much ofa defense when it came to another man.”Shane moved ahead and opened the doorthat led down to the basement and the playroom Trev, Beth, and Bo were sogenerous with.
He walked into the space.They hadn’t had a lot of time toplay while they’d been here.Oh, they’d had a shit ton of sex.At least twice aday, and sometimes more since Brooke seemed happy to spend her nights with oneof their mouths on her pussy.He knew the taste of that woman like nothingbefore.He would die thinking about it, with the taste of her on his mouth.
The dungeon Trev and Bo had built was small but stunning.He’d spared no expense.The floors were a dark wood with rolled-up soft rugs sotheir sweet sub wouldn’t knock her knees on the hardwood.
There was a big bed to one side, with under-the-mattressrestraints to hold a sub in place, a St.Andrew’s Cross, a swing and a riggingsetup, and the place he made a beeline for.The spanking bench.It was theCadillac of spanking benches, with padded arms and legs and a soft place torest her body.Shane had adjusted it to the perfect height, and Bay noted therewas a tray prepared with lube and a plug and condoms.
There were plenty of paddles and whips and floggers, but hewanted to use his hands on that gorgeous ass.
He set her on her feet, and her hands immediately went toher hips, chin tilting up stubbornly.“What are you doing, Bailey Kent?”
He stared into those kick-him-in-the-gut eyes.There was somuch about this woman that called to him.He could explain how he adored herintelligence and kindness.How her sassiness got his motor running.But therewas some indefinable magnet that pulled him to her.It was a mystery, and hewouldn’t ever question it.He would honor their connection and always begrateful for it.
She was theirs.
“I’m going to spank you for yelling at me at the jail,” heannounced.
Her lips kicked up.It was likely a combination of heramusement at his statement and the fact that she quite liked a spanking.Andeverything that came with it.“Well, it’s a family tradition.I assure you mysister-in-law has yelled at my brothers in that jail often.I’m following inher footsteps.Though it’s usually Max and not Rye.”
He knew things she didn’t.No one wanted to talk to herabout her brother’s sexual proclivities.“Max does it because he and Rachelhave a bargain.”
Shane stepped beside him, a knowing smirk on his face.“Everyone in town knows that.”
Brooke’s lips turned down.“I don’t know that.Do I want toknow?”
Probably not, but he had a point to make.He moved closer,crowding her.“When Max gets thrown in jail, he owes Rachel a certain amount ofsexual servitude.It appears your sister sometimes likes to take the top spot,if you know what I mean.”
Her face crinkled up and she laughed.“I can see that now.Yep, I did not want to know that.”She sobered, and a calculating gleam cameinto her eyes.“But the sexual servitude is for Max.He’s the sex slave.Ewww.I wish I hadn’t said that out loud.”
“Do you know what your sister-in-law does not do?”Baywanted to make himself plain.
“If you are about to say not yell at Max, you’re wrong,babe.”
Such a brat.And probably right.“Well, that’s not how we’regoing to do it.I’m going to negotiate with you.I promise to get hauled in ona regular basis, and if, perchance, something does happen, you’re going to berespectful until such moment that we are in private and then I owe you.”
“We both do,” Shane added.“I think it’s bullshit that Maxgets sex because he acts out and Rye gets what?To watch the kids?We all knowI’m going to be the good one, so I’m putting my foot down.If Bay gets tossedinto jail, I get to serve you sexually, too.”
A brilliant smile crossed her face.“You don’t think we’removing too fast.”
Bay groaned.“I will marry you tomorrow.”
She softened and went on her toes to press a kiss to hislips and then to Shane’s.“How about next year?I’m saying yes, but I wouldlike a nice wedding.I only intend to do this once.”
“But we’re for real engaged now.”Bay wanted to be sure.
“Yes, and I expect a pretty ring.I don’t care aboutdiamonds or how much it costs.I want you and Shane to design it and make ityourselves.I’m marrying an artist.It has some perks.”She bit her bottom lip,her face flushing slightly as though she knew what was coming next.
He hadn’t made jewelry before.He looked forward to learninghow and the reason for it.Their wedding rings.Her engagement ring.They wouldbe created for her.The way he thought almost everything he created from now onwould be.All for her.She was his muse.His love.The amazing woman who couldhandle both of them.“Deal.”
Then they could get to the good stuff.“Excellent.Take offyour clothes and get ready to serve your Masters.”
“But I thought I was the mistress tonight,” she said with abratty pout.
They were going to be a fluid trio.He wasn’t so tied up inthe Dom identity that he couldn’t let his sub play around with topping.Hewanted to try it.He wanted to try everything with her.But not tonight.“Youyelled today.So it’sfunishmentfor you, and at theend, you’ll get two cocks.”
It was time.Past time.He wanted them together the way theywere supposed to be.
But first he had to get her naked.
