Near Perfection [Aspire 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Allyson Young

up.”
    Warren stirred. “I’m not giving up. We’re going to sort this out, Haley. And it looks like Gordon is going to be part of it.”
    The steel in Warren’s voice was unmistakable, and Gordon felt Haley’s body thrum beneath his grip on her hair. He let his breath out, not realizing he had been holding it just as tightly as he had been holding Haley. He let go of her abruptly.
    “Go up to my room and strip the bed to the bottom sheet, Haley. Turn a light on. Present yourself. We’ll be there shortly.”
    He watched her lovely, curved form uncoil from the floor and head toward the stairs. His cock was painfully erect, and the fabric of Warren’s pants was pushed out like a tent. Gordon took a deep breath.
    “Are you with me on this, Warren?” he asked.
    “Yes. Although I’m going to beat the shit out of you afterward,” was the response.
    Gordon laughed. “You probably won’t have the energy. And what energy you do have left over will be spent coming up with further ways of apologizing to our submissive. I’m sorry to have sprung this on you, but it’s probably for the best. You didn’t have time to overthink it. And, Warren, I haven’t been fucking her. Haley wasn’t ready for that. But I wouldn’t have waited much longer.”
    Warren’s eyes narrowed, but he gave a sharp nod. “I knew the night of our anniversary that something had changed, but instead of thinking about it, I distanced myself. I get it. We’ll try it your way. Now, Haley is waiting.”

Chapter Seven
     
    Haley knelt, facing the door, on the plush carpet in Gordon’s bedroom. She had stripped the bed down as ordered, noting the restraints on all four corners. Her anticipation was building, and her pussy was wet with need, her breasts tight and the nipples beaded. Walking in and hearing Warren declare that she was still his sub had rocked her world, and his apology was overwhelming. Warren never apologized because Warren was never wrong. When Gordon had dominated her and Warren allied with him, well, Haley knew there was no other choice. She wanted both these men, despite the fact that sharing had never been on her “A” list. These past short weeks in Gordon’s house had changed all that. She would probably have become sexual with him simply because of their burgeoning connection, and she thought it would become something deeper over time, but to have Warren as well… Haley hoped she would survive it. And if Warren rejected her again, she would kill him. Gordon would probably help her hide the body.
    She watched them come through the door, Gordon leading, but with Warren right on his heels. Warren’s face was taut with lust and his erection enormous behind his zipper. Gordon didn’t look like the big, reassuring teddy bear she had come to trust and love. He looked hot and dangerous. She felt a frisson of fear and wondered if it was too late to run. Maybe she needed to talk this out with Warren first, find out what he was really thinking. Gordon then took one wrist and Warren the other, and Haley quit rationalizing as they pulled her upright. Warren sat on the dressing bench, and Gordon put her over his lap. Haley tensed.
    “What are you doing?” she asked.
    Warren smoothed one hand over her buttocks. “You’ll take twenty for walking out with nothing, worrying me and Madeline, and for being stubborn.”
    Haley tried to squirm away. She couldn’t out Madeleine. The other woman had obviously let Warren fret and worry without telling him that she had called and was all right. “You were being a pig, Warren.”
    Warren brought his hand down with force, and she shut her eyes against the sting.
    “Twenty, sub, and no protest or I’ll add ten. Count them out.”
    Haley thought about her safe word except she knew that while he would honor it, Warren probably needed this badly. He looked tired and pale, and had lost weight. She hadn’t noticed so much last night, having been too overwhelmed by him showing up at her