Between Two Doms [Club of Dominance 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Becca van Page B

hard her knuckles turned white. Barry held back his smile then shifted his gaze back to her mouth to watch his cock sliding in and out between her lips. The sound of flesh slapping flesh prompted him to look over to Turner, and he saw sweat beaded on his friend’s face as he fucked Charlie from behind at a rapid pace. If he hadn’t seen it before, he would have thought Turner was being tortured by the look on his face rather than being pleasured.
    “Do you like having my cock in your mouth and Turner’s in your pussy, Charlie?”
    “Mmm,” she agreed on a hum.
    “Fuck! Your mouth feels so good, baby. I’m going to move faster. If you can’t handle what I do or don’t like it, just lift your right hand. Okay?”
    “Mmm.”
    Barry increased the pace of his thrusting while holding her head still with a hand in her hair. She began to hum continually, and the noises she made grew louder, unconsciously or maybe consciously letting them know she was getting close to climax. Turner gripped one of her hips firmly and then he moved the other hand down between her legs. He didn’t have to see what his friend was doing to know that he was thrumming her clit.
    Her humming turned to gasping cries, and just in time, too. Barry’s balls were trying to crawl up into his body as the tingling warmth at the base of his spine spread around to his crotch. It wouldn’t do for him to come before their woman.
    Just as he thought he was going to go over first, Turner did something to make her scream. The sound was muffled as Barry shoved his cock into the back of her throat and he watched her right hand in case he was giving her more than she could handle. But her hand remained still, and she swallowed around the tip of his cock. That was all it took. Fire enveloped his balls and traveled up his shaft, expanding his size slightly, and then he was shooting from the tip. He roared her name as ropes of cum erupted from his dick. His climax was so strong his muscles quivered and his legs shook.
    Turner’s yell joined his, and he froze behind Charlie, emptying his jism into the condom. When Barry’s cock stopped jerking and he felt as if his balls had turned inside out as they’d emptied, he slowly withdrew from her mouth as Turner eased from her pussy.
    He rushed to Charlie and uncuffed her. Turner got rid of the condom and went to dress, but since Barry had a head start, he was fully clothed first. He lifted her into his arms and held her tight. She was shaking and snuggled her face into his chest. When Turner had finished pulling his clothes on, they helped her put her skirt and corset back on and then Barry lifted her again.
    He carried her from the room while Turner stayed back to clean the equipment. Barry settled onto one of the semi-secluded sofas and cuddled Charlie until her shaking slowed and then finally stopped. Master Turner sat down next to them and lifted Charlie’s feet to his lap, caressing up and down her shins and lower thighs, soothing her down from her climactic high.
    After about fifteen minutes, Charlie shifted on his lap, and he knew she was back with them once more. It always amazed him how deeply flogging, spanking, and then making love affected a sub’s equilibrium, but he figured it was an erotic high, the same as a Dom experienced from being in control of a sub’s pleasure. Adrenaline and endorphins mixed with pleasure and pain was a powerful thing.
    Barry wanted to keep her in his arms. Charlie felt so right, her weight comforting against his body. He’d never felt like this before, and from the way Turner was watching her and touching her, he hadn’t either. She felt like home, and he intended to do everything he could to keep her in his bed and hopefully end up in her heart. He knew it was quick to have such feelings about a woman he had only met the previous day, but he was thirty-three years old and had enough experience to know when something felt right.
    Charlene was a mix of innocence and sexual