Blake, Abby - Maya's Masters [Viper's Dungeon 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Abby Blake Page A

“What would you like to see next?”
    Maya turned half-closed eyes to Derek. He’d never seen her look more beautiful than she did at that moment, and he couldn’t help but lean over and take her kiss-swollen lips in a kiss of his own. She moaned into his mouth, obviously turned on, and he found himself hoping things worked out exactly as he’d imagined.
    Except, he hadn’t really imagined becoming involved with anyone long term. Caroline had burned him long ago, and he’d sworn then that he’d never let another person, another sub, close enough to hurt him like that. He didn’t want to risk his heart.
    But wasn’t that exactly what he was asking Maya to do? No. No he wasn’t. He was merely helping a natural submissive find her true self under the layers of societal oppression. He was assisting a friend in embracing her hidden desires. He was…trying to swallow his own bullshit, but it didn’t quite work. He’d known all along that Maya was someone special. It was why he was here with her.
    He plastered on what he hoped was a confident smile, annoyed to notice the knowing look in Cam’s eyes before he turned Maya toward another display area. When Derek realized what was being demonstrated, he almost wished he could drag Cam and Maya away without looking like a complete fool.
    The sub was bent over at the waist as a Dom fucked her from behind. He held her hair in his tight grip, his movements almost violent. But it was the Dom lining up his cock with her mouth that, strangely, Derek didn’t want Cam and Maya to see. He shook his head at his out-of-character reaction.
    It wasn’t like he hadn’t participated in ménages before. He’d often been invited to help couples enhance their BDSM experience. He’d happily participated, pleased that he could give Doms and their subs what they needed without getting his heart involved. There was nothing quite like the sensation of being deep in a woman’s throat as her Dom fucked her from behind.
    His cock swelled to uncomfortable proportions as he imagined that woman to be Maya. He could easily see Cam fucking their woman as she sucked Derek to orgasm. She’d be shaking with arousal, moaning at the sensations they forced upon her pliant body. She’d try to scream as she climaxed, the vibration from her throat dragging his orgasm ever closer. And Cam would hold her hair, pushing her harder onto Derek’s cock as her second, more violent orgasm began. She’d lick Derek clean, and he’d pull on her nipple clamps as Cam fucked her harder and harder, forcing her to climax again and again before riding her to his own orgasm.
    She’d collapse into Derek’s arms, exhausted, sated, and very, very happy.
    “Derek, are you okay?”
    The soft words close to his ear snapped him out of his fantasy. Fuck. He spent several nights a week working as a dungeon monitor here. He’d seen and supervised more threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes than he could remember, but none of them had affected him like this.
    He tried to tell himself that it was because he was off duty and could relax, but the simple truth was that it was the woman in his arms creating the problem.
    “I’m fine,” he lied, grimacing when neither of his companions seemed to believe him.
    “Is there a quiet place we could go to talk?” Cam asked, his deep voice barely making it across the small space between them. The dungeon was full. The deep, pounding music, the dim lighting, the echoes of orgasm bouncing off the walls, all worked together to create a surreal and sensuous atmosphere. It didn’t, however, lend itself to heart-to-heart talks.
    Derek nodded, grabbed Maya’s hand, and headed to the private rooms. Dismayed to find the only room empty was the torture room, Derek briefly considered finding somewhere else but dismissed the idea. Not all of BDSM was about Domination and submission. Some of the more hard-core members were into fetishes that even Derek didn’t want to try, but if Maya was going to