Her Two Doms by Sierra Cartwright Page B

was also heart-breaking. How was she supposed to go back to her regular life?
    Master Devon grabbed hold of her ankles, dragging her away from her thoughts and towards him. “Put your feet on my shoulders.”
    The position stretched her hamstrings and exposed her pussy. “Hot,” he said, easing into her.
    “Ahh!”
    “Too much?”
    “Yes. No.” Between the plug and the angle, she was still completely overwhelmed. She’d played with him for many years, and he’d never behaved this way. It was as if the two fed off each other.
    Gabriel, his cock still looking impressive, joined them. He held a small but lethal whip.
    He knelt next to her on the mattress.
    She didn’t need any instruction. She fondled his balls and stroked his shaft.
    “I’m going to whip your front while Master Devon screws you.”
    He whipped her breasts masterfully, catching her nipples with the tips, wrapping the strands around her breasts.
    She’d never felt anything more exquisitely torturous. Her body all but convulsed, but she kept licking and jerking him off as Master Devon lifted her behind from the pillows and fucked her cunt hard. He slammed into her again and again.
    Master Gabriel angled the whip differently, raining hits all over her front, including her ribs, her belly, and her pelvis with enough intensity to make her body react with a thousand pinpricks of tension, but not cause a lot of pain.
    “Come for us,” Master Devon urged. “Clench my cock with your pussy.”
    Master Gabriel squeezed one of her breasts. Involuntarily, she clamped down on Master Devon and came almost instantly. “Sir!”
    He leant forward to torment her clit. She squeezed her buttocks, feeling the plug, and Master Gabriel continued to beat her.
    Impossibly, she came a second time, less than a minute later.
    With the force of her orgasm, Master Devon surged forward again, and his eyes closed.
    She smiled, filled with a sense of feminine triumph. She’d made two very sexy men come. And they had satisfied her completely.
    Master Gabriel pulled her back to the middle of the bed, and he folded her in his arms.
    “I’m going to remove your plug,” Master Devon said.
    “I might die of embarrassment,” she said.
    Master Devon was very matter-of-fact about pulling out the plug and carrying it to the bathroom. It didn’t take away her humiliation, but she could live with it. He used a damp washcloth between her legs. “Thank you, Sir.”
    “You know, Master Devon, you’ve been remiss in teaching this sub some manners.”
    She gasped.
    “She sometimes remembers to say Sir, but she rarely says please or thank you.”
    She lay cradled in Master Gabriel’s arms while Master Devon cared for her, and she wished this could last forever. She knew they only had a few more moments, though.
    “Last night Master Devon and I were talking,” Master Gabriel commented. “Seems neither of us can get enough of you.”
    “The feeling is mutual, Sir.”
    “We have no idea how things would work out…”
    “We’re not sure if you’d even be willing,” Master Devon cut in.
    “What?” she asked, struggling out of Master Gabriel’s arms. She scooted against the headboard and drew her knees to her chest. Protectively, she wrapped her arms around herself. She looked from one man to the other.
    This conversation, with all three of them being naked, was surreal.
    “We don’t want you to give up the law,” Master Gabriel said. “But we want to find a way to make this last longer than the cruise.”
    “Of course,” Master Devon added, “even Gabriel and I aren’t in the same city all the time. We couldn’t promise that this would be easy.”
    “I… I’m not sure what to say.” She’d spent her adult life avoiding emotional entanglements so she could focus on her career. A relationship with one overbearing man would be difficult—two would be next to impossible.
    “Nothing in life comes with guarantees,” Master Devon said.
    “But we will put up with your