hours and work demands, and spank your ass when you get home,” Master Gabriel added.
That he’d remembered her words astounded her.
Even though this seemed to be moving too fast, she always did things that way. And he was right, success was never preordained, it was often a struggle, but the rewards were worth it. Waking up next to one, or both of them, long evenings of punishment and sex… Yeah, her two Doms were worth it.
“Think about it,” he finished.
“I don’t need to think.”
Master Gabriel narrowed his gaze. She saw, in the tension in his jaw, how important her answer was. “I have a list of limits you two will have to agree to. First of all—”
“Right,” Master Gabriel said, picking her up and dragging her over his lap, a place she imagined she’d be spending a lot of time. “Master Devon, find this sub a gag.”
“Wait, please. Just a moment. I have something to say first.”
“Of course you do,” Master Devon commented drily.
She looked at Master Gabriel then at Master Devon. “I accept. Thank you, Sirs.”
“Did she just respond like a good sub should?”
She saw he was looking at Master Devon, not at her.
“Shall we show her how we treat subs who behave really well?” Master Devon asked.
Master Gabriel stroked his fingers over her buttocks, then dipped between her cleft to probe at her still-tender anus. “Let’s do just that.”
Master Devon held up a massive vibrator, one that used electricity instead of batteries. Her mouth fell open. She didn’t need a gag to remain silent. They’d left her speechless.
“Music to our ears,” Master Gabriel said. “And your screams will be even sweeter.” He flipped her on to her back and pinned her hands above her head while Master Devon touched her hungry cunt with the vibrator.
“Shall we?” Master Gabriel asked. “Here’s to the first of many orgasms to come in the future years.”
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Sierra Cartwright
Excerpt
Chapter One
“There are two of you?”
“Is that a problem?” Master Rafael asked, arching an expressive brow.
Lindsey Nolan stood on the porch of the magnificent Rocky Mountain home, looking up at the tall Dom. The hint of a Spanish accent, sexy and compelling, laced his voice, sending a shiver of anticipation through her.
He stood next to another man whom he had introduced as Master Eric. While Master Eric was slightly shorter than Master Rafael, both men were over six feet tall. Both had broad shoulders, narrow hips, powerful and oh-so-sexy thighs.
While Master Rafael was dark, with rakishly long hair and brown eyes she could drown in, Master Eric had sun-kissed blond hair that he wore short, cropped. His expressive blue eyes were warm and welcoming.
Could the two men be more different?
Intuitively Lindsey wanted to be dominated by Master Rafael, but she wanted to be held and comforted—perhaps made love to—by Master Eric.
“A problem?” she repeated. “No. I just have no idea what to do with two Doms.”
“You’ll be told what to do,” Master Rafael explained. “You’re just expected to obey.”
She sucked in a breath.
“Come in, Lindsey.”
For a moment she didn’t move. There was something overwhelming about standing here, eight hundred miles from her small- town central Texas home that made her forget everything she knew about decorum. From the moment she’d asked her cousin to take her shifts at the family’s diner and packed her bag, nothing had been the same.
Master Rafael silently regarded her. He’d told her on the telephone she wouldn’t be pushed into anything. The choices, all along, would be hers.
Even though her heart thundered, a few moments later she entered the foyer, dragging her small piece of luggage.
The house was constructed from warm-toned wooden beams. The entrance floor was slate and a Native American rug stretched across its length. This
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