Taming Kalinda Page 4

  “Naughty little slave” He gave her hip a sharp slap.

  She barely suppressed her giggle when Josh cursed from the front seat, while he swerved to avoid the oncoming cars. Leaning back, she gave Dominic a small but pleading smile before running her finger over the taunt fly of his chinos. “Please, Master.” Instead of keeping her voice low, she made sure that Josh could clearly hear her. She flicked the tab on the zipper before drawing it down. The loud ‘zzzz’ sound of Dominic’s zipper filled the car.

  “God damn it!” Josh’s muttered curse was music to her ears as he swung into the driveway in front of Caelan’s house. As soon as the car stopped, Josh stormed out of the car, Dominic shook his head at her. “Bad girl!” His head tilted back against the seat when Kalinda reached through his open fly and rubbed her fingers over the damp head of his steel hard and very large erection.

  The pop of the trunk lid being released had him grabbing her hand. “Enough.”

  “Please?” Her whispered plea had him narrowing his eyes.

  “Unless you want to find yourself draped over Redding’s lap while getting your ass tanned but good, I’d stop. You’ve pushed this as far as it goes. Now, get your ass upstairs.”

  “Yes.” She moved towards the door.

  “Yes, what?” His voice was firm with displeasure.

  “Yes, Master.” She couldn’t keep the sarcasm out of her voice.

  His eyes narrowed as she moved to exit the car. He quickly followed. Standing next to the car, he was intensely aware of the man waiting at the trunk of the car with clenched fists.

  “Chérie?”

  She looked over her shoulder at him.

  “I expect to find you bare-assed and ready for your punishment.” His voice was firm as he casually zipped his fly up.

  She nodded. “Yes, Master.” She lightly bounced up the steps and into the house.

  * * * *

  Josh tried to calm the combination of rage and arousal that was boiling through his veins. He couldn’t believe Kalinda had dared to touch the other man in front of him. Even when they had first started playing together, she’d known better. He didn’t share his slaves - period. The idea she’d thought to push his buttons in such a manner had him fuming while wishing he was the one who was going to be reddening her saucy little ass.

  When the other man turned towards him, Josh couldn’t help but notice the obvious erection stretching the front of his pants - the lucky bastard. Soon he’d have that cock buried deep inside of the woman that Josh loved. How the fuck had this entire state of affairs happened?

  He shifted uncomfortably when the younger man joined him at the rear of the car. He reached into the trunk and started jerking out the bags out.

  “You know it doesn’t have to be this way, Josh.”

  “Really? Did you get a kick out of tormenting me, asshole? I can’t believe you turned my little Spitfire into such a slut that she’d have gone down on you in front of me.”

  Dominic crossed his arms over his wide chest. “That was your one and only free shot. I hear you talk about her that way again without love and affection in your voice, I’ll forget…”

  “You’ll forget about what? The fact I was her first? The first to make her scream with pleasure under the flogger…”

  Dominic smirked. “No, I won’t ever forget that you were her first - that’s why I’m giving you some leeway, but you’re about to lose your one and only ally, Redding.” Leaning down he grabbed both bags before following Kalinda inside, leaving a stunned and most bewildered man standing behind the trunk of the car.

  Josh watched while wondering what the hell had Dominic had meant by that? He slowly returned to the car, sat down in it, then took a few calming breaths. Those breaths brought the scent of Kalinda’s perfume drifting over the seat to tease his nostrils.

  “Son of a bitch!” Slamming his hands against the steering wheel, Josh didn’t know who he was angrier with: Kalinda for teasing him with what he couldn’t have, Dominic for being the new Dom in her life, or himself for being the dumb fuck who let her go - no - ordered her to go to LA and out of his life.

  * * * *

  Kneeling on the floor next to the couch with nothing more than a long t-shirt on, Kalinda tried to slow her racing heart. She’d known that she’d end up getting her ass warmed for the stunt she’d pulled in the car. While she’d done things much more daring in the past to Dominic, she knew she’d been pushing his limits. Fortunately for her, Dominic was no fool. He knew how to read the situation, and how easily it could’ve blown up in their faces. Even contemplating on going down on her master in front of Josh would be like pouring gasoline over an open flame. The only thing that had saved her ass was the fact Josh had always adhered to his own strict set of rules. If he thought that Dominic was her Master, he wouldn’t touch her without direct permission.

  The sound of her front door opening and closing had her leaning forward further with her forehead touching the cool hardwood floor clasping her hands behind her back. Kneeling in such a way - waiting for his pleasure was the ultimate gift to a Dom.

  “I thought I told you to be bare-assed, slave.” His displeasure sent shards of excitement thrumming across her already stretched nerves. She was in for it now, but she needed to be disciplined. She felt lost and unsure of herself. Facing Josh had been worse than she’d thought it would be. She needed to be reassured of her place in Dominic’s life.

  “Master…”

  “I don’t want to hear it.” The familiar snick of his pocketknife had her heart racing. She swallowed as she felt the cool metal of blade against her skin as he slit her t-shirt down the middle of her back. The two pieces bunched loosely around her arms but still managed to expose her torso and ass to his gaze.

  Continuing to hold still, she tried to wait patiently under his heavy stare. But the ominous silence got to her until she longed to offer her body to him.

  “Up!”

  Scrambling off her knees, she whimpered with need when his hand wrapped around her arm while he ruthlessly stripped her of her destroyed shirt. When he pressed her over the back of the couch belly first, she cried out for his touch.

  Leaning over her body, he pinned her to the couch. “I should warm your ass until you can’t walk, slave. That was a very foolish even dangerous thing for you to do.”

  “You promised to protect me, Master.”

  He growled against the side of her neck. “Including from yourself, silly girl! When you decided to taunt the a man who wants you to the point of madness, you’re being no smarter than your foolish disregard for your well being the night you decided to go to the Gilded Lily. While I would’ve protected you if he’d so much as tried to hurt you, it still was very foolish to tempt him in the first place. So I’m going to leave your method of punishment up to you. Which is it gonna be, the belt or flogger?”

  She bowed her head to make her choice. “The flogger, Master.”

  “Don’t move.” His weight lifted off her back.

  * * * *

  Standing next to the bed, Dominic opened the small bag nestled inside his suitcase. While he hadn’t brought much as far as toys from his vast collection, he’d hoped that while they were here, he’d get a chance to use Josh’s toys on Kalinda’s willing backside. While he had no sexual desire for the other man, he desperately wanted to share Kalinda with him. He just knew Josh was the perfect foil for his own types of dominance. Joshuah Redding would fill the empty area both he and Kalinda felt. Dominic had a sixth sense for this kind of thing. His grand-père had once said, that once a man met his destiny, he’d long for it for all eternity if he didn’t grab it with both hands and never let go. Old grand-père hadn’t been wrong. He wanted Josh to help dominate Kalinda, since the first moment he realized who Kalinda was and what she could become to both of them. To have Josh at his back, making sure she was so satisfied she would never endanger herself needlessly, would be a dream come true. He could think of no other man who would be more perfect for the job
. It just felt right.

  Although after witnessing the display downstairs, he wondered what had happened to Josh’s legendary control. The other man had played a big part in Dominic’s realization that his need to dominate his lovers wasn’t a dirty thing to be hidden. While it was obvious that Josh didn’t remember the young eighteen year old bouncer he’d briefly taken under his wing, Dominic had never forgotten the man who’d literally set his world on its ear. After Josh had left the BDSM scene in New Orleans, Dom had plunged in with both feet by signing up for Domination classes at the very same club where he’d first seen Josh in action. Now he had one of Josh’s former subs waiting in the living room to be flogged. The irony of it all didn’t escape his notice.

  Damn, he’d hoped that this first flogging here in Chicago would’ve come at a different time, but alas his little sub was too impulsive with her physical well being. While it wasn’t the stellar beginning he’d hope to achieve when he’d spoken to Caelan on the phone about the possibility, he knew he had time. He had at least six weeks to convince both Kalinda and Josh that it wasn’t a duo they needed - but a threesome.

  * * * *

  Keeping her ears perked for any sound of movement, Kalinda grew more impatient each moment she had to stay bent over the back of the couch. Where the hell had Dominic disappeared to? She was just getting ready to shift when she heard him return.

  “What is the agreed upon punishment for your blatant lack of self-preservation, slave?”

  “Eight strokes, Master.”

  “Correct. Count them off for me.”

  She heard the whistle of the flogger being swung through the air. A dull thwacking sound of it hitting its mark had first pain followed by familiar pleasure washing over her.

  “One, Master.” She gritted her teeth as his hand flew back while she counted each blow as it came faster than the previous. It was obvious by his rhythm and forcefulness he wasn’t playing around - he was truly unhappy about her earlier actions. She sobbed not so much with pain but anguish that she’d let him down once more. When was she ever going to learn how to control her impulsiveness?

  “…four, Master…five, Master…six, Master…seven, Master…eight, Master.” As the last blow fell, she dug her fingers into the cushions. Laying across the couch with her tears running down her cheeks, she tried to bring herself under control.

  “What level are you at, slave?” Dominic’s voice was tense. She knew he hated punishing her, even if it was for her own good. This wasn’t the same as the times she asked to be punished. This pain had its purpose - to correct her bad behavior. She’d didn’t have to like it and neither did Dominic. It was nothing more than a teaching tool.

  “Green, Master.”

  “Good.” She felt the heat of his body behind her and then the brush of his lips and mustache against the reddened skin of her ass.

  “I’m sorry, Master. I’ll do better.”

  “I know you will.” Picking her up in his arms, he moved around to the front of the couch. “This is the first time in several months that you’ve done this. Talk to me, Kalinda. What was it that triggered it? You’ve been doing so much better.”

  Nestling her head against his shoulder, she sighed. “It’s him, Dominic. Josh just pushes my buttons. I wanted him to see what a mistake he made by sending me away.”

  Gathering her closer, Dominic pressed his head against hers. “Believe me, chérie, he knows the mistake he made.”

  He continued to hold as until they both calmed down. A sigh escaped her before she wiggled against him. The fading burn on her ass now had a different affect. Their ‘coitus interruptis’ had done nothing to stem her desire. In fact now that her punishment had been dealt with, she found herself needing to beg the man holding her to fuck her brains out.

  “Master?”

  “Hmmm.” His breath ruffled her hair.

  “Now that my punishment is out of the way, can we…”

  “Up.” He pushed her off his lap. The rasp of his zipper was loud. She licked her lips as his cock popped out. He wasn’t as violently aroused as earlier, however she knew it wouldn’t take much delicious encouragement to change that. Crawling forward on her knees, she took a leisurely lick over the head before cradling the length of him between her fingers. A low moan hissed from between Dominic’s teeth as she brought him back to raging hardness with a few slick movements of her mouth.

  “Enough!” His grunt had her freezing before she was dragged up his body. Arranging her astride his lap, he hissed at her, “Ride me, slave. I want to see those pretty tits bouncing.” She whimpered in both pleasure and pain as she sank down on him until her tender bottom touched his thighs still covered by chinos. His breath ruffled her hair as the heat from her ass had her moving quickly on him. She’d never felt anything better than having a hard cock inside her while her ass was pleasantly warm. The heat left behind from the flogger had her already on the ragged edge of coming.

  “Can I come, Master?” Her voice broke as his hips surged off the couch.

  He stilled her hips with his large hands. “Not yet. Look at me.”

  She opened her eyes to stare into his dark eyes.

  ““Next time, I won’t stop him, Kalinda. He’ll be up here with us. He’ll have an equal chance to brighten that ass of yours if you’re foolish enough to not stem that impulsiveness of yours.”

  Before she could protest or moan at the thought, her world went dark when her orgasm struck without warning. The image of both men applying the flogger to her ass flickered behind her eyes and she was helpless against the overwhelming pleasure it brought her.

  Chapter Three

  Standing in the hallway outside of her apartment, Kalinda waited for Dominic to close the door behind him. The dim lighting of the single bulb which illuminated the landing cast shadows over her lover. Now dressed casually in a pair of worn denims and a chambray shirt, he once more looked relaxed. Secretly she was glad her earlier actions hadn’t put a damper on their upcoming evening with Caelan and Nisey.

  She’d missed her best friend and was looking forward to introducing her to Dominic. While her brother had met Dominic several times, Nisey had never had the pleasure.

  “Are we ready?” Dominic brushed his hand over cheek. The man always seemed to be touching her as if to make sure she was real.

  “Yes.” Taking his hand, she led him down the narrow stairs and across the vestibule to Caelan’s front door. Knocking briskly, she didn’t wait for her brother to answer it but simply walked in and hollered out to him.

  “Big brother?” She tugged Dominic along through the living room in her search.

  “Hey, Brat.” Caelan came out of his kitchen, wiping his damp hands on the dishtowel draped over his shoulder. She giggled as he got closer and saw a spot of red sauce which resembled a set of lips on the breast pocket of his shirt.

  “I see Nisey’s been at it again.”

  He glanced down at his shirt and shook his head. “She’ll pay for it later.” He held his arms out to her. “Now come here. I need a hug.” She couldn’t help but smile at him before he enveloped her in a bear hug - he was not waiting for her to cover the short distance between them. Taking in his spicy aftershave, she sighed. Despite her earlier anger at him, it was so good to be home.

  “How was your trip?” The rumble of his voice under her ear soothed her.

  “Not too bad. I slept through the flight, drooled on Dominic, before finally facing Josh. All in all, an exciting day.” She lifted her head off his chest as she glared up at him. “Did you really think it was necessary to send him after me?”

  Cupping the side of her face, Caelan sighed. “I know you didn’t want to see him, but both Dominic and I agreed that getting it out of the way first would be best. You wouldn’t truly enjoy being home if you were constantly looking over your shoulder waiting for him to show up.”

  She sighed after moving out of his arms. God it pissed her off when her brother was right. She would’ve been looking over her sh
oulder for him during their entire time home instead of enjoying Dominic’s first visit to Chicago. Deciding to hide behind the spunky nature Caelan had come to expect from her, she cocked one hip while grinning at him hoping he wouldn’t see through it. “Whatever! Is Nisey in the kitchen? I think I’ll go say hi to her.” Slipping around her brother, she left Caelan and Dominic staring after her in bemusement.

  Dominic finally broke the silence. “She still hides.”

  Looking over his shoulder, Caelan watched her disappear into the kitchen before greeting the man. “Maybe it will get better in time. Damn, it’s good to see you, Dom.” He shook the other man’s hand. “I’m happy to see she hasn’t run you off yet.”

  Dominic chuckled “Not likely. Thanks for having me. I appreciate everything you’ve done to make this trip possible. I know it couldn’t have been easy to accept what you know I’m going to put her through.”

  “Let’s pray this works, or I may just come gunning for you, friend or not.”

  Dominic nodded his understanding before clapping a hand over Caelan’s shoulder and giving other man a brief ‘one arm’ man hug. “So how’s life been treating you?”

  A satisfied smile split Caelan’s face. “Great!” Hearing the noisy escalating giggles coming from the kitchen, Caelan motioned for Dominic to follow him. “Come and meet the reason. Besides I don’t trust those two as far as I can throw them when they start giggling.”

  * * * *

  Standing at the bar, Josh stared at his own reflection. Rubbing a hand over the golden stubbles covering his jaw, he realized he should’ve taken the time to shave before appearing at Olivia’s, but he’d been in desperate need of distraction after his confrontation with Kalinda and the damned Dom she’d brought back from California. It was too easy for him to imagine Kalinda and the other man together. What bothered him was his reaction to it. His dick just wouldn’t go down. This had never happened in the past. He should be angry, instead he found himself wondering what the other Dom had done to his little Spitfire. Had he taken her upstairs and given her what she needed? He prayed that the other man knew. He couldn’t bear the idea that Dominic simply paddled her bare ass with his hand when she needed the firmer touch of a flogger or cane.