Chapter 16
Chapter Sixteen
“God, he’s beautiful.” Cara’s whispered words escaped her lips before she could stop them.
Was it rude to point that out while standing between two other men? Especially two she’d been intimate with many, many times?
“He is.”
She glanced up to see Dayne’s attention also glued to the man on the other side of the glass and not on either of the two women inside the playroom who she expected him to be appreciating.
“I agree,” Heath murmured with his hand splayed along the small of her back, right below Dayne’s arm, where it was curled around her waist and holding her close.
Both men seemed to be staking their claim. She wasn’t sure if it was for her benefit or to make the other guests gathered in front of the window aware she wasn’t available to them.
The idea of being “claimed” was quickly growing on her .
“If he turns you on, it’s perfectly acceptable to participate from this side of the glass,” Dayne whispered.
“How?”
“You could masturbate. Just like others are doing.”
Her mouth gaped open as she glanced up and down the hallway.
Not only were they not the only people standing in front of room two, but Heaven was packed and some guests were playing with each other or themselves right in the hallway.
All of the playrooms were currently booked and almost half had the blinds open, inviting others to watch.
This wasn’t the first time the three of them had visited Heaven as a trio this week.
In fact, they used room number one, the medical-themed room, only two nights ago.
With the blinds closed, of course. They had checked with her first to see if she’d be comfortable with keeping them open, and since she didn’t know what either of them had planned, she decided to go for privacy.
That night, they had used various equipment, but they kept the play tame when it came to her. On the other hand, the men had pulled out all the stops with each other.
She had received quite an eye-opening education. They did stuff she never read about in any of the addicting erotic stories or what she’d researched to appease her curiosity. Mostly because she hadn’t known they existed.
Before this week, anyway.
At first, some of the “medical” equipment they used on each other made her cringe. Then she saw how much they both got off on it, whether they were playing “patient” or “doctor.”
The craziest “toy” Dayne pulled out of the room’s cabinet was a thin medical-grade, stainless-steel rod. Dayne assured them he had experience with it from not only using it on others, but also having it used on him .
Heath was a little unsure about having a metal object inserted into his urethra, especially after Dayne warned it could cause damage if not done properly. However, once he agreed, he didn’t regret it one bit.
Dayne explained that the goal during sounding was to stimulate the sensitive nerves in the urethra that could bring about pleasurable, intense sensations.
While Heath did enjoy it, he admitted he wasn’t sure if he ever wanted to risk using that toy again. Cara didn’t blame him. Watching Dayne insert it made her almost drop to her knees.
But for the rest of the time, she mostly watched the men play with each other until they cried out for mercy and relief.
Honestly, she had never been more turned on.
The best part was when they put her on the exam table, placed her feet in the stirrups, and Heath sat on a rolling stool between her legs to eat her out.
She was afraid she’d now have to blank out that experience every time she went for her annual gynecological exam in the future.
Afterward, they both took turns fucking her, leaving her boneless, well satisfied, and ready for a long nap.
Tonight, they stood in front of room number two, in which the theme was “entertainment.” Of course, she recognized a lot of what that mirrored playroom included, like the stripper pole in the center and the sex swing in one corner, but what caught her interest during Dayne’s tour last Monday was the Sybian saddle machine.
Once Dayne took the time to explain the potential of it, along with what attachments were available, she decided she wanted to give it a shot.
Unfortunately, the room was booked solid all night and both she and Heath were checking out in the morning.
This was their last night to be together.
She’d be sad for them to go their separate ways.
She would love to return in the future, but she’d have to save up first. Of course, Dayne would remain here, Heath would drive east to Hoboken, and she would return home to Carlisle and her quiet life as a librarian.
After spending a week at the resort, she might find her normal everyday life boring.
Heath and Dayne had given her their time and attention, and went out of their way to make her feel comfortable, no matter what was going on, when neither had to do so. Plenty of other guests on the property—both women and men—could’ve taken her place. Veterans of all kinds of kinky and sexy play.
Unlike her.
She really appreciated their selfless dedication to her this week. In turn, she had taken their “education” seriously and absorbed as much as possible.
While she’d be sad to check out come morning, the only bright spot would be being back home with her Boston Terrier. She had definitely missed her beloved Buttons.
Hearing, “No one will care if you do,” pulled her out of her thoughts and back to the action inside the room.
What? Oh, that was right. Dayne suggested she masturbate right there in the hallway, amongst a crowd of people.
Her pulsed raced at the thought. Since tonight was her last night, she should push her limits, which wasn’t anywhere near the men’s.
“Or we could assist you, like I did that first morning,” Dayne reminded her, his voice low and husky.
“Or you could let what you’re watching make you soaked and we can help you with that little problem later,” Heath suggested, this thumb brushing back and forth across the small of her back.
She glanced over her shoulder at the room behind them with the Sybian. She should’ve tried that earlier in the week when the resort wasn’t so busy. Dayne mentioned the guest numbers had swelled on Friday night and the resort was booked solid for the weekend.
That was great for Dayne and his siblings, but not for her in this moment.
Next time , she told herself. If there was a next time. Only, if there was, would Dayne still be interested in spending time with her? Plus, Heath wouldn’t be here.
If she returned, she might be on her own.
What a depressing thought.
Especially since she now trusted them both completely. They did everything in their power to make her feel comfortable as well as special and neither had pressured her to push herself beyond her limits. Even so, her boundaries had expanded every day and night she spent with them.
But still, she had so much more to figure out, more to explore. Despite that, she wasn’t sure she wanted to do any of these things with anyone else.
It was a dilemma. One she’d think about later. Right now, she needed to take advantage of what little time she had left. Their last night needed to be memorable.
“If you don’t want to do that, I have another idea,” Dayne said. “I have a stash of items at my place for sensation play. Are you interested?”
Sensation play?
“I’m game,” Heath answered quickly.
Dayne chuckled. “I was asking Cara.”
Heath tipped his face down to hers, his brown eyes holding a glint. “Say yes to this, sweetheart. I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
She glanced at Dayne again. “Will your family care?”
His mouth hung open for a few seconds before snapping shut. “Not at all. ”
“They’re probably used to it, right?” Heath asked.
Dayne simply shrugged.
Did he not want to admit that his wing in the family residence saw a lot of action? It wouldn’t surprise Cara because, over the last week, he mentioned several times that the resort was his personal playground. That meant he took advantage of everything it had to offer.
“I don’t want to masturbate here. I can do that at home when I’m by myself. I want to make our last night together memorable. I have no idea what sensation play involves but I’m game, too.”
Heath dropped his hand and took a step back. “I like the sound of that.”
Dayne slid his arm from her waist up to her shoulders, giving them a squeeze. “Me, too. And I agree that we should make the most of our last night together. Let’s go.”
Dayne made her wait outside of his bedroom while he and Heath prepared a few things first.
While they did that, she heard Heath say, “The fridge in my cabin is bigger. Is that all you have? No kitchenette or anything?”
Cara was also surprised to see only a microwave and mini-fridge tucked in a corner of the large, open living space.
“My siblings and I share a common kitchen in the main house.”
His wing of the house was really nice and spacious, but she could definitely tell a bachelor lived in it.
The furniture was quality, but basic, and the decor sparse.
However, the sepia-colored framed photos decorating the walls were stunning.
She assumed most, if not all, were taken in the area or on the property since they included artistic shots of the surrounding mountains as well as livestock.
One photo depicting a cow acting spunky and playfully kicking up her hoofs caught her attention. During their tour, Dayne had explained that this property used to be a dairy farm, so she could only imagine this was one from his father’s former herd.
Whoever the photographer had been, they had a very good eye.
When the bedroom door opened, Dayne peeked his head out and crooked a finger at her.
Once she stepped into his bedroom, Cara took it all in. Soft music filled her ears, the vanilla scent from a burning candle filled her nostrils, and the lights were dimmed low. “This almost feels like a spa.”