Their Virgin Captive(28)

Slade strode to the big bed dominating the room. He tossed her lightly on the mattress.

Hannah’s eyes widened as Dex kicked off his boots and shoved his denims off his hips. He was obviously not a great believer in underwear. His c**k sprung free, big and thick with a bulbous, purple head. Dex’s body was a thing of beauty.

Slade shucked his clothes, and Hannah watched, unblinking. His wide shoulders and so-ripped chest had her dropping her jaw. As his pants fell to the floor, her gaze slipped down to his cock. She felt her heart stutter. Long, thick…oh-so ready.

Honestly, she didn’t know which way to look. Both men were gorgeous.

“Darlin, we’re going to go easy because it’s your first time, but I believe in beginning as we mean to go along,” Dex said, his Texas drawl thicker than ever.

Slade stood beside his brother. “What he means, love, is that you’re going to obey us in the bedroom. We can talk about most of the other decisions, but here, we are your Masters. All you have to do is trust us, darlin’. Can you do that?”

Hannah blew out a nervous breath. She was naked with two men who wanted her utter and complete obedience. She shivered at the thought of all the things they could do to her. Even so, she knew they would never hurt her physically. If she wanted this relationship to work, she had to believe they’d never meant to hurt her emotionally. And she had to believe in herself.

She nodded.

“Not good enough,” Slade murmured. “Give us the words. This has to be a conscious choice on your part. Can you obey and give yourself over to us?”

“Yes.” The word was barely more than a breathy murmur, but they heard it.

A sexy smile split Dex’s face as he reached for her. “Then spread your legs, darlin’. We want to see our pu**y.”

Hannah took a deep breath to quell her nerves and let her legs fall open. She knew she wasn’t the most beautiful woman ever, but she felt that way when they looked at her, attention rapt, eyes hot.

“We’re going to have to set up a schedule for training and maintenance. I’ll call the spa when we get home.” Slade stared, his eyes going straight between her legs.

“Training? Maintenance?” What were they talking about?

“Shh,” Slade commanded. “No talking. It’s nothing you can’t handle, baby. I have faith in you.”

She closed her mouth. Oddly, she took their word that whatever they had in mind, she would have no problem managing it. They sought her submission now, but as long as her voice was heard outside the bedroom, she could give them what they needed.

“Absolutely. When we talk about training, we’re talking about teaching you to be our perfect submissive. We’re going to train your body to accept pleasure and dominance, while you learn to please us in return,” Dex explained. “We’ll introduce you to bondage and some forms of exotic play.”

To someone with so little experience, it all sounded ridiculously over her head. But this was Dex and Slade. They would take care of her. They would open a whole new world for her.

“And the maintenance refers to a regular waxing regimen we’ll insist on for that pretty pu**y.” Slade’s lips curved into a wicked grin. “It’s going to be so pink and pretty.”

“We can always shave her in the morning. I would do it tonight, but I don’t want to wait.” If anyone would have asked her in the past how she felt about altering her body in such a personal way to suit them, she would have balked. But now it sounded so simple. They weren’t asking a lot, and it pleased them. Pleasing them made her happy.

Slade got down on one knee. “Do you understand what he’s saying? Soon, we’re going to take you into that shower and spread your legs. I’ll hold you down, and he’s going to shave that pu**y of ours until it’s ripe and bare and pretty as a peach.”

“A-all right.” Her voice shook almost as much as she did. She wanted to say it was nerves, but Hannah knew better. Excitement coursed through every muscle until she shook.

“But don’t think I won’t taste her just the way it is. Slade, you got to spank her. It’s my turn to play.”

Slade climbed onto the big bed and wedged himself behind her. She could feel the hard line of his erection against her spine as he pulled her back, his chest to her back, cradling her in his arms. He caught her ankles with his legs and spread her wide, kissing her temple, her neck, as Dex climbed between her thighs.

“He’s going to eat your pu**y, love. He’s going to make a feast out of you.” Slade’s voice had gone dark and deep, seducing her with words. “I’m going to watch and feel every shudder and twitch you make.”

Her breath caught. Her womb clenched. She could hardly wait.

“I love the way you smell.” Dex took a deep breath, letting his nose touch her labia. Hannah felt so vulnerable, and somehow that excited her even more. She loved the way Slade’s body wrapped around hers, anchoring her. In other circumstances, she would be horribly embarrassed by what they were doing to her, but now it seemed right.

And then she wasn’t thinking about anything but the slow slide of Dex’s tongue rasping against her flesh, lighting up every one of her nerves. She tried to arch, to demand more, but Slade’s grip tightened.

“No, Hannah. You be still. Take what Dex gives you.”

He licked his way up her swollen folds slowly, followed by a torturous flick over her clit.