Free Blake, Abby - Maya's Masters [Viper's Dungeon 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Abby Blake Page B

first blow almost tickled. Maya had been expecting a loud, stinging slap, but what she got was far less. The second came from a different angle and was even softer, so she figured that Derek was showing Cam the technique. The third was a little harder, a little noisier, and maybe stung just a bit more. The fourth was the same, and she was starting to wonder what all the fuss was about when the fifth one landed sharply. She gasped, but moaned when the heat traveled straight to her clit.
    “As our sub gets deeper into a scene, the sharper blows will send her into a place we call ‘subspace,’” Derek told Cam. “It’s at that point that a Dom needs to be very aware not to do damage. In subspace many experienced subs don’t even register true pain and aren’t aware enough to use their safe word.” He was quiet for a moment as if he and Cam were communicating silently, and then said in that deep commanding voice that her body already reacted to with embarrassing swiftness, “Five more, sub. Count them.”
    The next blow stung, really stung. She managed to gasp out “six” before the next one landed on the opposite cheek. The seventh, eighth, and ninth had her panting for air, but the tenth made her howl. Okay, maybe she was beginning to understand what all the fuss was about.
    Cam’s hands traveled all over her skin, sweeping, hypnotic movements that did nothing to settle her this time. When Derek ordered “Five more,” she almost crawled off Cam’s knees. He held her steady, his light grip far stronger than she’d first realized.
    The blows came hard and fast, and she didn’t even remember to count, but the strange heat flooding her veins felt kind of nice. She barely registered that she was shaking until a thumb pushed into her pussy and thick fingers rubbed her clit.
    She wasn’t even sure that they were still spanking her. Her entire body felt like she was glowing, her blood pumping viciously through her veins, her breathing ragged and uneven. She screamed as her orgasm broke over her. Shaking, squirming, nearly crying, she mewled as wave after wave of liquid heat crashed through her.
    But just as the feeling began to ebb into delicious lassitude, a hard hand spanked her sore bottom once more. She gasped as climax burst over her again, shocking her with its intensity, shaking everything she thought she knew. She couldn’t help the quiet sobs that came with her reaction, but her body continued to undulate sensuously against Cam’s hold as he and Derek soothed her with soft touches and words of praise.

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    Derek smiled at the way Maya was draped over Cam’s legs. She looked like a very thoroughly satisfied sub—which of course she was.
    He signaled for Cam to lift her into a sitting position on his lap, and then Derek set about untangling her jeans, panties, and boots from her feet. She snuggled into Cam’s embrace beautifully, and Derek felt his small worry melt away. Her reaction reassured him that he hadn’t just been seeing what he wanted to see. Maya truly was a natural submissive.
    When he finally got her jeans untangled, she was almost asleep. Cam lifted her in his arms, placed her in the middle of the bed, and pulled the covers over her. She looked so peaceful curled up on her side that Derek decided to let her sleep for a while. It was probably the best way to proceed at this point anyway. Despite the fact that the three of them seemed to have been heading in this direction for days, he was willing to give Maya a little more time to be certain this was what she wanted.
    Derek undid the top button of his jeans, feeling very grateful that he wasn’t wearing his leathers, and then slid onto the bed beside her. Cam took a position on the other side, closed his eyes, and seemed to fall asleep almost instantly. Damn SEALs and their combat naps. Derek closed his eyes, but despite being tired and needing to be at the precinct in a few hours, it took a long time for him to get some rest.

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