Sirens in Bliss

Chapter Five:

Aidan, Lexi, and Lucas

Lucas waited patiently as Aidan rode in. He was sitting on top of a gorgeous brown and white mustang, his spine straight, sweat on his brow.

Working man. Cowboy. Sweat and leather. It should disgust him, but his cock just sprang right up.

He needed Aidan because he couldn’t have Lexi. That wasn’t exactly right. He needed Aidan, but he needed to fuck Aidan right now because he couldn’t have Lexi.

Aidan’s head came up and a smile lit his face. At least he could still make his Master smile.

Aidan brought the horse he was riding to a stop and gracefully dismounted, his body so long and lean that it made Lucas’s mouth water.

Of course after coming so close to getting Lexi into bed, his body was primed for sex. He’d been in cock hell ever since that moment when he thought she would take his hand and let him lead her away for a few stolen hours. He’d envisioned laying her out and topping her, ordering her to suck his cock before he tied her up and fucked her six ways from Sunday.

It had been so long since he’d gotten to top her. It had been months—since before Chelsea had been born, and even then she’d been pregnant. He’d had to be tender and gentle, and sometimes he just needed some rough.

“Is something wrong?” Aidan had a tight rein on the lead.

He must look ferocious. Damn. He had to keep a lid on it or he would scare the fuck out of his Master. He couldn’t let Aidan know just how angry he was.

Shove it down. Don’t be a pain. Be helpful. It’s the only way you might have a shot at saving this. “I just thought I would come out here and see how your day was going.”

“Hey, I’ll put up Ghost for you.” One of Trev’s hands took the reins. “Thanks for all your help, O’Malley.”

Aidan thanked the young man and turned back to Lucas. “Come here.”

Lucas sighed, Aidan’s dark voice making his skin tingle. If he couldn’t dominate, then he would submit. He was a switch, caught in between both worlds, as he always had been. He stepped up, and Aidan immediately threaded a hand into his hair. He kept it longish because he wanted his Master to always have a good hold.

“Do you need something from me, sub?”

He needed so much more than he was willing to say. He needed Aidan and Lexi to play their parts, but he couldn’t make waves. Everyone was trying. “I think I need you to clean up, Master. Would you like me to help?”

A smile creased his brow. “I think that’s a fine idea. Where are the kids?”

“Beth and Hope have them over at Beth’s. Their friend Gemma came by and apparently she wants to see if she can stand what she called ‘tiny humans.’”

Aidan looked toward the other house. “I don’t know that I want my children to be someone’s experiment.”

“Please, Master. Hope and Beth will take good care of them. Just an hour, please.” He needed to get out of his head for an hour. Then he could get back to worrying about what the hell was going on with Lexi. His whole world had revolved around her for so long, he wasn’t sure what to do now that she no longer seemed to need him.

He’d made himself indispensable in the beginning. He’d done everything for her. Her car needed gas? Lucas filled the tank. She needed coffee? Lucas ran to get it.

She didn’t even bother to ask now. She had an assistant do it all.

He wasn’t sure what his place was anymore.

Aidan pulled him close, bumping their chests together. “Of course, Lucas.”

He brought their mouths together, lips rubbing before Aidan’s tongue plunged deep.

One part of Lucas relaxed, the part of him that needed to submit. He let that part take over and allowed Aidan to control the kiss. Aidan didn’t hold back with him. He tugged on Lucas’s hair, twisting him this way and that as he devoured his mouth. Lucas felt his whole body tighten in anticipation as Aidan’s tongue slid over and over his.

“Get a move on, Lucas. I want to get clean so I can get dirty again.”

They hurried to the house.

Trev was just riding in, but simply tipped his hat, a knowing smile crossing his face.

They didn’t hide. Since Aidan had come out, his Master didn’t allow any of them to prevaricate about their relationship. Even in their small town, Aidan would kiss Lucas in full view of the town council and the church choir if he wanted to.

I’ll kiss you because you’re mine, Lucas. I’ll treat you the same way as Lexi. You’re both mine, and no rules are going to keep me from my subs.

He’d said that a long time ago, right before they had gotten married. Why had that changed? It wasn’t rules that were keeping them apart. It was Lexi. Why hadn’t his Master taken control and brought her back to them?

“Lucas?”

He came out of his thoughts. Somehow they’d made it to the suite of rooms Trev had assigned them to. There were two main houses on the Circle G. The kids and Lexi were in the Glen-Bennett house. He and Aidan had the McNamara-O’Malley house all to themselves, and he wasn’t going to waste it. “Let’s see how hot the water gets.”

Aidan pulled him back. “Lucas, maybe we should talk.”

He didn’t want to talk. Talking got them nowhere. And the person they needed to talk to wasn’t here. “If you’ve changed your mind about wanting me, I can go find something else to do.”

Aidan’s eyes flared wildly. “You better rephrase that sentence, sub, because all I heard was a threat.”

What was he talking about? “If you don’t want to fuck, I’ll go play with the kids. It seems about what I’m good for these days.”

Aidan sighed. “I thought you were saying you would find someone else.”

What the hell was he talking about? “Who? The ranch hands? I don’t think so. If you haven’t noticed, we’re isolated out here.”

“Lucas, what’s going through that head of yours?” His tone had softened.

Lucas stormed into the bathroom. His Master needed a shower whether Aidan wanted him or not. “We only have an hour and a half before we’re due at the naturist community. I have to drop Lexi off first. Why don’t you take a shower and meet me out there?”

He turned the water to hot. He was shit out of luck today. He wasn’t sure how he was going to sit through a marriage ceremony when he felt so damn disconnected from his wife and partner.

Aidan gripped his arm. “Lucas, tell me what’s wrong.”

He closed his eyes. He wanted to forget about his fucking problems, not talk them out. “Nothing’s wrong. I’m just tired of being turned down. I’ll get over it.”

“Fuck.” The steam was starting to fill the room as Aidan pulled him close. Aidan gripped his hips, pulling them together. There was no way to miss how hard Aidan’s cock was. “I’m not turning you down, love. There’s no chance of that. What did Lexi say to you?”

The same things she always said. “Nothing. I just thought I had her for a moment.”

Aidan shook his head. “We’re going to straighten this out once we get home.”

“She’s not coming home with us. According to you, she’s heading to Denver.”

Aidan’s hands went to the front of his jeans, pulling on them until he got the fly free. He felt his cock pulsing in his boxers. “When she gets back from Denver, I’ll deal with her.”

Frustration welled. It wasn’t the first time they’d gone over this. Why was Aidan waiting? He felt the two people he loved most in the world drifting apart, and they wouldn’t let him bridge the gap anymore.

“Lucas, you’re right. Let’s not talk about this now.” Aidan’s hands delved under the waistband of his boxers. “We need this. I want to forget about her for two fucking seconds. I don’t want to think about it. We can talk about how to deal with Lexi afterwards. I’ll listen to everything you have to say, but give me this now.”

Lucas softened everywhere except his dick. His Master needed him. And Lucas needed to be needed.

God, he needed to be needed.

He nodded, letting his hips lean forward. He groaned a little as Aidan’s hand gripped his cock.

“Who does this belong to?” Aidan growled the question.

“You.” He didn’t add the rest of the answer. His cock belonged to them—to Aidan and Lexi. But Lexi didn’t seem to want him anymore.

“Well then, sub, I think I’ll do what I like with it.” Aidan got to his knees.

Lucas’s breath hitched. His Master’s version of dominance dealt with a lot of service. He wasn’t a Dom who had his subs constantly give without receiving. No. Aidan O’Malley had told him long ago that he would take and give, and Lucas should just get used to it. If Aidan wanted to get his mouth on Lucas’s cock, then Lucas would offer it up to him on a silver platter. Aidan gave now as he pulled out Lucas’s cock and leaned forward to place it at his lips.

Heat enveloped Lucas. He let his head fall back as Aidan’s mouth devoured his dick.

There was no teasing, no prevaricating, just one long swallow of his cock. Aidan was rough, sucking hard, pulling Lucas into his mouth from the head to the base. Aidan’s tongue was a muscular presence on his flesh.

“Tell me how it feels.” Aidan tugged on his balls.

The little pain lit him up, making the pleasurable lick Aidan gave him so much better. “So fucking good, Master. I want you. I want you to be rough with me.”

“I’ll give you what you need, sub.” He nipped the head of his cock.

Lucas gritted his teeth and tried not to come. Pain flared along his cock and then turned into a sweet pleasure as Aidan sucked up and down. Aidan’s hands squeezed his balls hard and then rolled them up. Hard and then soft and tender. A bite and a lick. That was what he needed. He needed to be on the edge, not sure what would come next except that his Master would bring him so much pleasure.

He let go of all his worries, all the needs that wouldn’t be met in exchange for the one that was.

“Give it to me, Lucas. Give me everything you have and enjoy it because the next hour is mine.” Lucas felt every word Aidan said as a low rumble against his cock.

His Master was hungry, hungry to dominate him, hungry to forget about his troubles, too.

Lucas relaxed and let Aidan take charge completely. In the years they had been married, Aidan had become his center, his core. Aidan was the strong base who provided balance for him and Lexi, pulling them back together with a masterful order and sweet discipline when they got out of line. Aidan was the one who would never let them go.

But Lucas was adrift again, and he wasn’t sure how it had happened.

A sharp slap to his ass brought him back to reality.

“You stay with me.” Aidan sucked him hard, and Lucas felt a tingle at the base of his spine.

The heat of Aidan’s mouth undid him. His breath hitched in his chest as he felt his cum begin to flow. Aidan took it all, swallowing him down, holding the cheeks of his ass so there was no mistake that he was right where he longed to be.

Making Lucas feel needed and loved and wanted.

Yes, this was what he needed.

Aidan gave his cock one last long pull before getting to his feet and slamming his mouth against Lucas’s. His tongue dove deep, and Lucas could taste himself there. Aidan came up for air, a dark look on his face. “Get out of those clothes, Lucas, and get in the shower. Present yourself to me.”

Just like that his cock was flaring back to life. Lucas quickly divested himself of his jeans and shirt and boots. He stepped into the shower, steam and heat surrounding him. He placed his hands on the tile and his ass in the air.

When the first smack hit him, he nearly came again.

He relaxed and finally, truly gave over.

Aidan’s hands were trembling slightly as he looked over his sub. Lucas was a fucking work of art. Every muscle in his body was toned, every inch of skin on the man a testament to his beauty. How had he held out so long against Lucas? He’d lost years with Lexi and Lucas because he couldn’t handle the idea of wanting a guy. He’d never wanted a man before Lucas had walked into his life and if anything ever happened to him he wouldn’t take another man again.

It was just Lucas. Just Lexi. And it would never be any other way.

“Do you like what you see, Master?” Lucas asked, his head turned slightly. Those gorgeous lips of his were curved up in a playful smile that let Aidan know Lucas was certain of what his Master’s answer would be.

He still gave him the words. He wanted Lucas to always know how he felt. “I love what I see. Spread your legs further.”

Lucas gave him another half-inch, far less than he needed.

Cheeky sub wanted more play time. Yeah, Aidan would give him that, too. He laid out five quick swats to Lucas’s perfect ass, the sound cracking through the shower.

Lucas’s breath hitched, his shoulders trembling. And his cock was already coming back to life.

“I said spread those legs.”

This time Lucas’s legs went wide, giving Aidan the access he needed.

He ran a hand over the cheeks he’d just slapped. Muscular and smooth, Lucas’s ass was utter perfection. “You know just how gorgeous you are, sub.”

“I know I feel that way when I’m with you, Master.” Lucas’s soft words made Aidan smile.

This was exactly what he needed. He needed the easy affection he had with Lucas. He needed to sink into everything Lucas offered him. Trust. Love. Commitment.

“I love you, Lucas.” He didn’t say it enough. He could never say it enough.

Lucas came out of his position and wrapped his arms around Aidan, kissing him sweetly. “I love you, too, Aidan.”

Aidan kissed him again, loving the way their tongues slid against each other in a lazy, lusty slide.

But Lucas had been a bad boy again because Aidan hadn’t given him permission to move.

“Back in position. It’s a count of twenty. If you don’t behave, love, you’re going to find yourself strapped to Trev’s bench and I’ll torture that sweet cock of yours for hours.”

Lucas moved swiftly back to his position, allowing the warm water to coat his body. “Yes, Master.”

Lucas had a little pain slut in him. He needed the play as much as he needed the sex that would inevitably come after. And the water would just prime his skin for that sweet pain.

He needed this and his Master intended to give it to him. He didn’t hold back. Aidan slapped Lucas’s ass hard and was rewarded by a shudder that went through his sub’s body. A long huff came out of Lucas’s chest and his head fell forward.

“Is that what you want, sub?”

“God, yes, Master. Give it to me. Hard. It feels so good.”

Another four hard smacks to Lucas’s flesh. Already a red sheen was coating his flesh. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. Aidan moved around, spreading the sensation where Lucas’s flesh was the softest. He smacked the bottom of his cheeks, just where his ass met his powerfully built legs. Over and over. He heard Lucas cry out, but that was just another part of the pleasure for his sub. Lucas kept so much inside, hid his pain so well.

He smacked Lucas again, watching tears drip from his sub’s eyes. They were closed. Despite the tears, his face was peaceful, almost worshipful. This was a safe place for his guy. Aidan could take him there.

Another quick five slaps and Aidan’s cock was dying. He needed to get inside Lucas. He needed the connection. “See that you behave.”

“Yes, Master.” His voice was relaxed now, the tension seemingly gone.

But the tension was definitely not gone for Aidan. His whole body was primed and ready to fuck. He reached for the lube he’d grabbed from his shaving kit.

“Turn around,” he commanded.

Lucas did with a happy sigh. He knew the drill. He held his hand out and took the lubricant. “Does my Master need preparation before he fucks his sub?”

He didn’t need anything. He was hard as a rock, but he wasn’t going to shortchange either one of them. “Yes, love. I need some attention. On your knees.”

With a sexy grin on his face, Lucas gracefully dropped to his knees, allowing the shower spray to cover his shoulders. His hair was wet, curling around his ears and falling over his eyes, making him look younger than his years. Aidan slipped his hands into that black silk and pulled his head back, lining Lucas’s mouth up to his straining cock.

Lucas’s tongue came out, swiping at the pre-cum already pulsing from the head.

His cock jumped, desperate for the attention.

Lucas wrapped his hand around the thick stalk of Aidan’s cock, pumping him roughly as he sucked on his cockhead.

Aidan let his eyes drift closed as Lucas worshipped his cock. “Harder. Take more.”

Lucas’s hand disappeared as he swallowed Aidan’s dick. He sucked him in long hard passes, taking him to the root, letting Aidan feel the soft place at the back of his throat.

Aidan guided him, tugging on his hair, making him suck faster. Over and over Lucas sucked him down, pulling back until he almost lost Aidan’s dick, only to deep throat him again.

“Stop.” Aidan couldn’t take another second without giving up his cum, and he didn’t want to do that in Lucas’s mouth. He wanted to be buried in the heat of Lucas’s ass when he blew.

He tugged hard on Lucas’s hair, pulling him off his dick.

Lucas finally gave in after one last swipe of his tongue. “My Master tastes so good.”

“Your Master is hungry.” Starving for him, really. He helped Lucas back up and turned him to the proper position—hands on the wall of the shower, legs spread wide, perfect ass in the air.

Aidan lubed up his straining cock, stroking himself from base to tip. Already he could easily squeeze pre-cum from the tip, the pearly fluid joining the lube, preparing him to take Lucas.

He spread the muscular cheeks of Lucas’s ass, taking a moment to look at his tight asshole. Damn, but he loved the sight of it. Rosy and perfectly formed, it made his cock jump just thinking of how tight it would be.

Lucas gasped a little as Aidan poured lube over the rosette of his ass, his thumb massaging in little circles. Lucas’s asshole puckered at first, but Aidan was patient. He rubbed and added lube and before too long, his thumb gained ground, spreading the slippery stuff where it was needed most.

He pulled his hand out and got between Lucas’s legs, making a place for himself there. Heat washed over him as he lined his cock up.

A low groan came from Lucas’s chest as Aidan started to shove his dick in.

He gripped Lucas’s hips, working his way in. He had to go slow with Lexi. Every single time he fucked her ass he had to be so careful. Not so with Lucas. Lucas pressed back, forcing Aidan’s cock deep into his hole.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It felt so good. Heat enveloped him. Lucas’s asshole squeezed on his cock and he felt the hard nub of a prostate dragging on him.

Lucas’s dark head fell forward and he groaned in pleasure. “Yes, Master. You feel so good. Please fuck me hard. Make me feel it. I want to feel you all day long.”

Aidan knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted to be sore. He wanted that sweet ache that reminded him of how good the sex had been, of how hard they had gone after each other.

He took his clean hand and wound it around Lucas’s waist, gripping his straining cock and squeezing. “I’ll give you everything you want, sub. I’ll give you what you need.”

He pumped into Lucas’s ass as his hand worked over that hard cock.

Lucas fought him, aided him, got him even hotter with every thrust back that took him all the way to his root. He could feel his balls slapping Lucas’s skin even as they tightened up and prepared to shoot off.

The rough sounds of their fucking clashed with the soft beat of the shower, but Aidan reveled in all of it. He loved every hard groan that came from Lucas, every slap of flesh against flesh as he took his guy hard and fast.

The cock in his hand swelled and he knew Lucas was close.

“Come for me, sub. Come all over my hand. I want to feel it.”

“Yes, Master. Yes.” His lean body shuddered as cum started to coat Aidan’s hand.

The feel of that cum on his hand, spurting out of Lucas’s dick made Aidan crazy. He thrust in as deep as he could go and then Lucas tightened his hold, his ass nearly strangling Aidan’s cock.

He couldn’t hold out a second longer. He came in long thrusts, the cum pouring from his cock into his sub. Pleasure coursed through his system, making his eyes roll back, his brain sputter.

He fell onto Lucas, pressing his body against the tile and holding on to him for balance.

Warm water caressed his skin and he cuddled close to his guy.

Lucas turned his head slightly, just enough that Aidan could see that gorgeous shit-eating grin he got when he was really satisfied. “You’re definitely dirty, Master. I think I might need to clean you up again.”

Aidan moved in, kissing that mouth he loved so much. For the moment he could pretend all was right with his world.

Lexi closed her eyes as the words Aidan had said washed over her. She’d been trying to process them for twenty minutes.

I want to forget about her for two fucking seconds. I don’t want to think about it.

She’d stood outside the bathroom and listened in on them. It wasn’t like she’d followed them. She’d walked into the room trying to find a pen that worked, but she’d been caught by the sound of them kissing, tearing at each other’s clothes, making love.

And dismissing her from their thoughts.

She’d walked back out of the McNamara house without letting them know she’d been there. She’d found her way back to the main house where Jamie, Hope and Noah lived. Where her babies were playing, but she couldn’t get what she’d witnessed out of her head.

Aidan had sounded so tortured, as though he couldn’t stand to think about her for a single second.

He would hate her even more once he found out the truth—that she would be the one to cost him O’Malley Ranch, and it had all been over something stupid.

She had one chance and that was to hope that they held out long enough so she could get her big payday and offer it to help save the ranch. Or to buy new property.

Would he even take it from her? He’d turned her down a hundred times before. It was why she had everything she’d ever made. Aidan wanted to take care of her. Aidan wanted to be responsible.

And now he would find out just how irresponsible she was.

When she’d stood outside the door and listened in, she’d heard a smacking sound, a hand hitting flesh and Lucas’s low groan of pure pleasure. She could still hear it echoing in her mind.

That sound brought about an almost physical memory. She could almost feel their hands, slapping at the fleshy part of her ass, the sting and then the relief that followed, so hot and sweet. When that heat hit her, she could let go. Nothing else mattered in those moments except the sensations, the act of loving them.

Her skin flushed, her vision softening. How long since she’d been in subspace? How long since she’d just floated along without a worry in the world? Lucas would be there soon, but then Lucas hadn’t fucked up the way she had. Lucas wasn’t going to cost them their home.

She would have to tell Lucas eventually. She couldn’t save them alone. Lucas had money stashed, too, and they would need it. But she dreaded the fact that he would have to know.

She heard the faint sound of her daughter crying from another room.

She took a long breath and forced herself to stop the tears that were poised on the edges of her eyelids. She couldn’t let anyone know what she was going through. She hadn’t kept this from her husbands just to let one of her friends in on her burden. It was hers and hers alone to bear.

She hurried off to get Chelsea before anyone heard her and thought to call Lucas or Aidan. Sometimes Chelsea wouldn’t let anyone but her parents hold her. The last thing she wanted was to interrupt their intimacy. It was all they had left. It might be all she had to give them.

She wrote happy endings for a living, but she feared she was going to cost them all theirs.