Caught in the Middle of Their Love [Knights in Black Leather 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  Knights in Black Leather 2

  Caught in the Middle of Their Love

  Stacey Addison loves the Tyler men, but Steve is a Dom and doesn’t want to share her with his brother. Not willing to choose, she looks for another Dom, hoping it will help her get over the pain.

  Ben and Steve are devastated she would trust another man enough to let him dominate her. Neither of them trust the other Dom but aren’t sure what to do about the situation.

  While Steve struggles with his jealousy over her love for his brother, Ben can’t deny how he feels about Stacey any longer. He has to convince Steve that she has enough love for them both. When a stalker threatens her, they put aside their differences to protect her.

  Will Steve be able to banish his jealousy and accept his brother as a third in their lives as well as Stacey’s heart, or will the unknown stalker steal her away from them?

  Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

  Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre

  Length: 64,907 words

  CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR LOVE

  Knights in Black Leather 2

  Marla Monroe

  MENAGE EVERLASTING

  Siren Publishing, Inc.

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  CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR LOVE

  Copyright © 2013 by Marla Monroe

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  First E-book Publication: March 2013

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  DEDICATION

  I don’t do these very often. I’m so scared I will leave someone out by mistake, but I want to say a special thank you to my brother and the rest of my family for supporting my writing and anything I do. There are those out there who don’t have the kind of family that loves you regardless of your choices in life. I’m blessed to have one and know it. No matter where I go or what I do, they will always have my back.

  CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR LOVE

  Knights in Black Leather 2

  MARLA MONROE

  Copyright © 2013

  Chapter One

  Stacey Addison rubbed her hands up and down the sides of her jeans to dry them off. The more she tried to relax the worse she felt. As much as she wanted to be around both Steve and Ben Tyler, seeing them was a sweet torture that threatened to destroy her. She walked out into the club wearing her favorite pink corset with matching satin boy shorts that left just the barest hint of her ass to view. She’d chosen the outfit to give her courage. Now she wondered if she’d made a mistake coming again.

  Golden Shackles was a BDSM club in Perkins City, Texas, where she lived. She’d been coming there for nearly six years now. At twenty-seven, she was comfortable in her sexuality, and from the first time her boyfriend at the time had spanked her, she’d always known she wanted more than vanilla sex. Over the years, Stacey had bottomed for several members of the club, but it hadn’t been until she met Steve and Ben Tyler that she realized that she had still been missing something in her life.

  “Hey, Stacey! It’s so good to see you here again. Are you with anyone?” Kelly Baylor, who worked for Steve at his fetish store, grabbed her hands and squeezed them.

  “Hey, Kelly. It’s great to see you, too. I’m surprised Marx and Jackson are letting you out of their sight.”

  Kelly was engaged to Marx and Jackson Callahan. They owned the JM Ranch outside of Perkins City. They were planning on getting married at Christmas, which was only about three weeks away.

  “They are a little overprotective, but I love them. How are you doing?”

  “I’m fine.” She knew that had come out a little sharp, but she couldn’t help it.

  “Let’s get out there before someone comes looking for us.” Kelly grabbed her hand and pulled her along as she walked toward the door into the main room.

  Marx and Jackson immediately latched on to Kelly when they emerged. Marx nodded his head toward her. Jackson grinned as he pulled Kelly back against his body.

  “You look good, Stacey. It’s great to see you,” Jackson said.

  “Thanks. I can tell you’re keeping Kelly happy.” She didn’t have to force a smile since she was genuinely glad to see the woman so happy.

  Kelly had nearly died in a fire at her apartment several months back. The fire had been accidental, but the apartment owner had been negligent with keeping the place up to code. The Callahans had moved her in with them and were doing everything in their power to spoil her.

  “Are you here with anyone tonight, Stacey?” Jackson asked.

  “No. I thought I would just hang out and visit.” She dropped her eyes, wishing she didn’t long to see Steve or Ben even though seeing them with someone else might kill her.

  “Why don’t you stick close to us to be on the safe side?” Marx frowned looking arou nd the club.

  The place was crowded this weekend. There had been an influx of new members over the last several months that worried a lot of the regulars. There had been some talk of limiting the membership to residents of the area or their close friends.

  “Um, thanks. I might do that.” She looked over at Kelly to be sure she was okay with that. The other woman smiled in encouragement.

  “Come on, Stacey. We’ve got the St. Andrew’s Cross booked in fifteen minutes.” Jackson held Kelly’s hand as he stuck out the other for hers.

  She hesitated for a second, then slipped her hand in his as they walked across the room toward the giant wooden X. The couple who were using it now were already in the aftercare stage. Jackson dropped Stacey’s hand, and he and Marx were concentrating on Kelly now. They would be getting her ready to be restrained to the cross for their scene. Both Marx and Jackson were Doms and Kelly their submissive. They didn’t live it twenty-four-seven like some, but had worked out their own version of a D/s relationship.

  Gritting her teeth to keep the tears at bay, Stacey concentrated on appearing unaffected by the loving displays all around her. She missed knowing someone cared for and needed her. She longed to feel the arms of someone around her who wanted her for who she was. She had thought she would be able to have that with Steve and Ben, but hadn’t that turned into a fucking mess? She of all people should have known you couldn’t change someone. Instead, she’d nearly ruined the brothers’ relationship with each other. At least she hoped it wasn’t ruined.

  “Stay close, Stacey.” Jackson’s voice startled her.

  She hadn’t been paying attention. They were getting ready to take over the stage where the cross was located. She nodded and wrapped her arms around herself. She was a little cold. With so many people in the building, she would have expected to be warm.

  As Marx secured Kelly to the cross, Jackson laid out their instruments of pleasure. She stared longingly at the deerskin flogger and single-tail. She missed the scenes she and Steve had played out together. He’d been wonderful to submit to. Then things had changed. She shook her head and concentrated on the threesome on the stage.

  “Hello, Stacey.”

  She whipped her head around to find Steve standing next to her. He looked tired and maybe a little sad as well.

  “S–Steve. Hi.” She licked her lips. Her mouth suddenly felt like the Mojave Desert.

  “How are you doing?”

  “I–I’m fine. How are you and Ben?” She couldn’t believe they were standing there in the middle of a BDSM club exchanging pleasantries.

  “We’re okay.” He grew silent, but neither of them looked away. “I miss you, Stacey.”

  “I can’t do this, Steve.” She swallowed a sob and turned to leave.

  “Wait.” He grabbed her wrist.

  “Let go of me, Steve.” She swallowed trying to keep her voice steady and as quiet as possible with the loud music pulsing through the club.

  “Don’t leave because of me. I’ll go. I just had to see you, talk to you for a second.” He dropped her arm and walked away.

  Stacey couldn’t stop the shiver that ran over her body. When would she finally get over them? It had been nearly two months since she’d walked away, but the pain was just as fresh as if it had been yesterday.

  She had been dating Steve off and on for five or six months. More often than not, Ben was with them. Where Steve was all Dom and owned Heavy Trinkets, a fetish and leather shop, Ben was a veterinarian, and though a dominant male, he wasn’t as into the lifestyle as she and Ben were. They all three spent time together to the point that many thought they were a ménage. Though she and Steve had become intimate, Ben had not been a part of it until one night they all three were at the club together and everything changed.

  Ben often accompanied them to Golden Shackles and even participated to some extent. He most often helped with aftercare more so than the actual scene. The three of them were comfortable around each other and it never occurred to Stacey that it was a weird arrangement. In the lifestyle, there were no weird situations. Whatever worked for you was just the way it was.

  Everything was going as usual. They had decided on a scene in one of the private rooms where she was restrained to chains secured to the ceiling with a spreader bar between her legs at her ankles, which were secured to the floor. She had already been flogged to the point of feeling relaxed and buzzing. Her endorphins filled her bloodstream, and Ben was getting ready to use the crop on her buttocks and thighs. They would then move to the spanking bench where she would be strapped down to receive four licks of the cane.

  Stacey didn’t really like the cane. It was just a little too much for her. She’d slowly worked up to taking four swats. Right now, she was trying not to think about that part of the scene and concentrate instead on how she was feeling right then. She could hear Ben and Steve talking in the background but wasn’t really aware of what they were talking about.

  “Are you ready, little sub?” Steve’s voice slipped into her fogged state.

  “Yes, Sir. I’m ready.” She listened for the slight disturbance in the air from when he swung the crop. It made a slight whistling sound as it cut through space toward her.

  The biting stings soon morphed into erotic pleasure that had her pussy wet and dripping. Her sensitized skin welcomed each lick of the crop until he’d given her the full fifteen. With her head hung back and sweat rolling down her body, Stacey was barely aware of them removing the padded suspension cuffs and spreader bar. The white noise of sub space cocooned her as Steve carried her over to the spanking bench. The cold leather and wood pulled her from the cloud she’d been happily floating on.

  “She’s had enough, Steve. You don’t need to do this. Let’s take care of her and go home.” Ben’s voice had risen slightly.

  “Ben. You don’t understand this well enough to make that decision. I know what she can take and what she needs. Now step back.”

  She heard Ben curse then she felt the strap cover her lower back that kept her still so she wouldn’t jerk and risk getting injured from a misplaced hit. She’d taken four licks from the cane several times and knew that one day soon Steve would want to increase it to five. She wasn’t ready for that. She wasn’t sure she would ever be ready to move beyond this.

  Steve crouched beside her head and pulled her head back using her hair to keep her there. The slight sting sent shivers down her back.

  “Where are we, little sub?”

  “Green, Sir.”

  He kissed her before standing back up again. She heard him walk behind her, and as she anticipated the first bite of the cane, her endorphins had cooled in her blood now and she was nervous. Having been pulled from the scene now, she was going to feel this more than she wanted to. When the first strike touched her skin, she couldn’t stop the yelp or the tears.

  The second strike she was better prepared for, sure by the way it felt that it raised a whelp across her buttocks. The third nearly did her in, and she was sure she screamed on the fourth. Then Ben was there pulling her off the spanking bench and wrapping her in a blanket. She could hear them arguing over her. Then Steve had pulled her from Ben’s arms and carried her over to the bed. The two men stretched out on either side of her, petting and calming her after making sure she had sipped enough water.

  Soon the petting turned to caresses, and despite the sharp stinging on her ass and thighs, she felt that ever-present need grow inside of her. Heat replaced the cold that had gripped her at first, and her pussy grew moist and ripe for more. Usually by now, Ben had left them, giving them privacy to be more intimate. This time, he remained and helped Steve bring her to orgasm using their hands and mouths. It felt right and wonderful.

  When Steve finally pulled her over on top of him, she sank down his cock with a slow shiver. He felt so good filling her that way. His thick cock stretched her swollen cunt. Then she felt Ben behind her. He rubbed her back over and over until she slowly fell forward over Steve’s muscled che st. Cool lube dripped down the crack of her ass. She wasn’t new to anal sex by any means, but she’d never been with two men at one time. To say that she was anxious was putting it mildly.

  “Easy, baby. I won’t hurt you. It’s all good.” Ben’s voice soothed her as he slowly prepared her back hole for his dick.

  Where Steve was thick, his brother was longer. She couldn’t imagine taking all of him inside of her. The press of his fingers as they pushed past her tight sphincter reminded her to relax and push out.

  “Fuck, she’s tight. I’ll never last,” he said.

  Steve grunted in return. She knew he was having to work at staying still while his brother loosened her ass. Then Ben pulled his fingers free of her back hole and replaced them with his lubed cock. The pinch that soon turned into a low burn meant little to her. She knew that it would all go away and be replaced by a pleasure better than anything she could imagine. She knew in that moment that she loved both brothers and had for a while. Being with both of them now released the tension she’d felt growing day by day. It never occurred to her as Ben filled her ass and Steve her pussy that she was on the brink of losing it all.

  “Aw, hell, Stacey. I’m all the way in. You’re squeezing me like a red hot vise, baby.” Ben kissed every bump of her spine before pulling out and pressing back in.

  Steve pulled out and followed his brother’s rhythm until they were both pumping in and out of her like pistons. Dark pleasure wound around her, threatening to suffocate her in rapture. Her cunt quivered with the beginnings of her orgasm even as the muscles of her ass and legs tightened in expectation.