“Aren’t you tired?” asked Kade, grinning.
“Not really.” She felt more alive than she had in years.
They exchanged a quick glance. “Well in that case,” said Elliot, “pick a piece of equipment. What’s your fantasy, Giselle? What have you always wanted to try?”
The more appropriate question would have been what hadn’t she wanted to try? Giselle walked around the room, touching each piece of equipment as she pictured herself on it. Was it possible to try them all out in one night? She had no idea, but she knew two things. All her fantasies were about to come true, and this was going to be the most exciting, erotic night of her life.
* * * *
“Honestly?” she asked. “As much as I’m dying to try everything in this room, I’ve always had this fantasy of sex outdoors. In the woods.” She watched their faces. “Or maybe on a deck or a patio? With me tied up and at your mercy?”
A slow, sexy grin spread over Kade’s face. He picked up the black bag from where he must have placed it on the floor while she’d used the bathroom, and crooked his finger at her. “Follow us.”
They crossed through to the other side of the house, and both men led her onto a curved, wooden balcony that offered a different view of the woods. A cool breeze blew across her skin, and now the smell of rain was stronger. She glanced up at the thickening clouds.
“Don’t worry,” said Elliot, pulling her into his arms. “If it rains we won’t get wet out here unless the wind is driving.”
She glanced up at the ceiling over the balcony. “You’ve thought of everything.”
Kade moved to the railing. “Have a look over the side.”
Elliot released the embrace. She stood next to Kade and leaned over. “Oh…I didn’t realize we weren’t still on the main floor.”
“It slopes down one level on this side.”
Below them was a large, oval swimming pool with sand on all four sides that spread onto a stone walkway. “This is adorable. It’s like having your own private beach.”
“That’s exactly why I had it built this way,” said Elliot. “Since I don’t go near the shore, I brought the ocean here.” He took her hand. “Come on. We’ll come back up here if it starts to rain.”
She followed him down the steps and curled her toes in the sand. “It’s warm. Just like a real beach. How deep is the pool?”
“Six feet at the far end and three feet here.”
As she glanced over the length of the pool, she realized they’d painted the bottom with images of seashells and waves to make it look more like the gulf waters close to shore. “Can we go in?”
Elliot grinned, then took off his shirt. “I thought you’d never ask.”
She watched both men strip, her pussy soaked now. They were so fucking gorgeous. A fine dusting of hair covered each body, and the muscles…she wanted to touch them and never let go. Tats decorated their torsos, and she asked about the designs. “They’re Taino, right?”
“Yes, that’s right,” said Kade. “It’s a tradition my grandfather Mendo started. He was fascinated with the history of the people as told to him by the original inhabitants of this island, and had them tattoo symbols on his chest. His brothers followed, and eventually William and Robert did as well. Now, most of the men in both our families have them.”
She stepped closer and traced the outline of a symbol she knew meant both the sun and the moon. “You each have this one.”
Goosebumps broke out on Kade’s skin, and his dick stood straight up now. His obvious arousal at having her touch him so intimately sent shivers up and down her spine. “The Taino believed the sun and the moon come out of caves,” he said. “I’ve always found that belief fascinating, as if each of them simply go to sleep instead of what really happens.”
She moved to a symbol of two birds, facing each other, their beaks almost touching. “What’s this one? I’m not familiar with it.”
“The eternal lovers.”
She gazed into his beautiful gray eyes, knowing she was going to lose her heart to them both, and not caring. All she wanted to do at that moment was fall into their arms and never leave. She took Kade’s hand and walked toward the pool. Once they were in the water, Elliot put his arms around her from behind and Kade embraced her from the front. She relaxed against their warm bodies, letting the filtered sunlight and gentle breeze fill her senses.
She inhaled the scent of them, and of the water, closing her eyes. She could stay here forever and be perfectly content. Elliot nuzzled her neck. “I saw you watching us throw those floggers yesterday.”
“Me, too,” said Kade. “Have you ever been flogged?”
Oh God… “No. Never. But I would love to be. By both of you.” There. She’d said it. Now it was up to them.
Elliot let go of her. “Be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”
She leaned into Kade’s embrace as she watched Elliot climb out of the pool and retrieve the black bag. He pulled out bondage cuffs and chains—actual chains—as well as several floggers. The falls ranged from very thin to thick, and Giselle moaned at the sight of them.
“Be careful what you wish for,” whispered Kade.
The humor in his voice sent shivers up and down her spine. She lifted her gaze to meet his and kissed him, wishing she could stay here with these two forever. She heard Elliot enter the water again, and when he gave her ass cheeks a few hard smacks with his hand, she moaned into Kade’s open mouth.
“Enough of that,” he said. “Get over here, beautiful. Time to introduce you to some of our most popular products.”
Giselle didn’t say anything. Her mind was still reeling at Kade’s comment. Had he meant it, or was it merely the heat of the moment talking? Just something he’d said in response to her comment, without thinking about it? Did he realize she’d meant what she said, or had he assumed that she, too, was merely reacting?
And it did it matter? She was here, tied to a cross, and a thunderstorm was approaching. They were ready to play with her by candlelight, and she didn’t see how anything could possibly top this.
This was the best night of her life.
* * * *
Elliot kissed her gently as he put the blindfold on. “Just like last time, one of us will have a hand on you at all times. Do you remember your safe words?”
“Good girl.” His voice washed over her, soft and sultry. She craved to hear those words now, because pleasing them meant more to her than anything when they played.
The first sensation was soft, like a piece of fur. “Tonight there will be no impact play,” said Kade. “It’s all about sensations. We want you to relax and enjoy this, sweetheart.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Did you mean what you said? Do you and Elliot both love me, too?”
She recognized the falls of a thick flogger as they gently brushed it over her back, ass cheeks, and the backs of her legs. One of them brushed it across her nipples as well, and tossed it lightly between her legs so it grazed her pussy.
Giselle moaned with each lazy pass of the falls, and when she recognized the edge of a leather strap caressing the same areas, she ached to feel its sting on her ass. “Just a little paddling or spanking, Sirs? Please?”
“No. None.” Kade’s voice was filled with humor, and she knew he meant it. They were going to torture her with gentle play tonight, and that thought nearly made her cry again. This wasn’t about making her ass red or pushing her to the edges of her pain limits. It was about giving her such intense pleasure that she couldn’t even stand it.
All her years of fantasies hadn’t come close to the reality of being with these two men. She was going to tell them that she loved them, and this time she’d make sure they both heard it, and knew she meant it. She had to. They needed to know. Too many of their own family members had kept things from them, and Giselle didn’t want to live a lie like so many before her had done. She wanted everything out in the open.
The rain was very heavy now, and beat a pattern on a roof that reminded her of the Cuban music. She could hear the wind howling outside, and although she couldn’t see the lightning flashes, she heard loud thunder.
But all that faded into the background as the guys now ran something sharp and metallic up and down her arms. It was no more than an inch wide. The sharpness wasn’t concentrated, like the point of a knife, but rather was spread out along the width of the implement. “Sir? May I ask what that is?”
“Do you like it?” asked Kade.
“Tonight I’ll tell you what we’re using. This is called a Wartenberg wheel, but it’s not a single circle. It’s a wide circle with tiny points all along it.”
“Thank you, Sir. I love it.”
He grasped her hair and pulled her head back, then ran the same metallic edged implement he’d used last weekend across her neck, then down over her nipples. “I know you want to know what this is.”
“It’s a knife point.”
“Oh…wow. You’re so gentle with it.” The idea that he’d been wielding something that could be so deadly, yet had used it in such a seductive, tender way brought fresh tears to her eyes.
“I’m glad you approve. You know Elliot and I would never hurt you, right?”
“Yes, Sir. I know that.”
Her soft moans competed with the noise from the storm as Kade kept up his teasing with the knife and the Wartenberg wheel, while Elliot used various floggers, either letting the falls slap her skin gently, or running the handle along her skin and other parts.
They didn’t neglect any part of her body. They brushed the implements along her back, arms, legs, nipples, the undersides of breasts, her ass cheeks, and even her clit. Her pussy was so wet she was certain the tiles underneath her must be damp by now, and as they continued, her moans became one continuous whimper.
When they began using their fingers as well as the toys to tease her, she started begging them to fuck her.
“Just a bit longer,” said Elliot, his voice silky smooth and teasing. “I’m not sure we’re ready yet to fuck you. This is so much fun.”
“I don’t know when we’ll be ready,” said Kade, “I think we should wait until the rain stops, at least.”
The rain didn’t sound as though it had even slowed, let alone would stop tonight.
“Please, Sir…please. I need you both inside me.”
One of them pulled her head back again and slapped her nipples with the leather strap. “Tell us what you’ll give us,” teased Kade. “In detail.”
He slapped her nipples again. “Not good enough. We want graphic details, Giselle.”
They expected her to paint a verbal picture at a time like this? “Um…you can suck my clit and my nipples, and spank me, and… shit. I don’t know. I can’t do this right now. I can barely think.”
Kade laughed softly, but it was sexy and fun, not derisive. “Okay. You’re right. There’s no more blood in your brain right now than there is in ours.” He kissed her mouth. “And you’ve earned the fucking, sweetheart.”