The Dom Collars His Sub [Unchained Love 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Cara Adams Page A

inside her, and finally Carey pressed the butt plug oh so slowly inside her.
    Her dress was pulled down like a curtain, gradually hiding her ass from view, and Larry tugged her upright, holding her firmly for a minute or two until all the blood ran back out of her upper body to where it belonged. Except for the throbbing need in her cunt and clit. That never ceased.
    “To be continued,” said Carey to laughter and clapping from the crowd.
    Jubilee remained with the men for the next hour, intensely aware of the exquisite torment of the butt plug whether she was walking, standing, or sitting. Both men also danced with her, whispering teasing messages about the plug and what would happen next.
    With much laughter Serena and Verity lit the candles on their birthday cakes—one with orange icing, the other with bright pink—then blew them out while everyone sang them “Happy Birthday.” Lucy and Jill took the cakes away to be cut into pieces for everyone and the lights were dimmed. Serena clapped her hands then said, “The party is about to become more adult now, because at last Verity and I are of age. We thank you all for coming and totally understand if the next part of the evening doesn’t appeal to you and you choose to leave.”
    “Thank you so much, everyone, for wishing us well,” added Verity.
    As the lights dimmed, Carey led Jubilee back to the stage. The music played a dance number and the two men swung her back and forth between them, at first only touching her hands but gradually holding her shoulders, then Larry kissed her, Carey ran his hands over her breasts, and before she knew it her dress was on the floor and she was sandwiched between the men.
    Jubilee leaned back and unbuttoned Carey’s shirt, pushing it off his shoulders. Carey turned her, and she removed Larry’s shirt then unzipped his pants. Back she was turned to face Carey. Jubilee deliberately ran her palm over his cock. It was huge and hard and she carefully unzipped him and pushed his pants down over his hips.
    While her back had been turned, Larry had removed the rest of his clothes and now he pulled her to him and sucked one of her breasts into his mouth. He did that so well. She was aroused almost to the edge of pain, yet Larry’s mouth on her skin simply made her desire rise higher.
    His fingers touched her cunt, and then he was guiding his cock inside her, the jewelry of his Prince Albert piercing teasing along her sensitive tissues while his mouth still ravished her breast. Then he looked up at her, a wicked grin on his face.
    Carey was behind her holding her ass cheeks open and playing with the butt plug, pulling it in and out, teasing her. For a moment Jubilee wondered if some of the people watching thought her a wanton slut. She wasn’t. She was simply a faithful slave to her adored Master. But it didn’t really matter what anyone else thought of her anyway. The only people who mattered were the three of them on the stage.
    Then Carey forced his huge cock into her ass and she exploded into an orgasm. She was so stretched, so full, so possessed being held fast between the men, that she couldn’t control her release. Both men remained very still inside her while her entire body shook and quaked with release. As soon as she began to draw a breath, they withdrew then slammed into her together. Out together, then in again, cranking up the speed and penetration as they went. Almost instantly, a second orgasm began to coil deep in her core. Sensing it, Carey dug his fingers into her hips, holding her still while Larry held her shoulders. Again and again they drove into her in perfect synchronization. It was too much. She exploded for the second time, and this time they came with her, bursts of heat and jets of cum filling her fore and aft simultaneously.
    Jubilee sagged between them totally exhausted, suddenly aware of cum dripping between her legs and sweat all over her.
    “This is where we go shower,” said Carey softly. Nodding,