Captured Possession
Possessive Passions 4
Captured Possession
For generations, the men of New Thimphu have kidnapped the woman of their choice, spent the night making love to her, and then demanded she marry them. Doms Ryker Volkov and Coulton Urquahart work together to capture the woman of their dreams, Kenzie Evans. But Kenzie doesn’t believe two Doms and one sub can possibly work, so she says no to their advances.
They punish her for rejecting them then take her to bed, determined to woo her with orgasms. At the end of the night she again refuses, believing that she can't satisfy two Doms for long. This time they leave her naked, chained to the bed. When Kenzie wakes up they’ve both gone to work, but she takes her situation as a challenge and uses the bedding to make herself a poncho and finds Coulton’s hidden computer to entertain herself with. The men again ask her to marry them, but she refuses. How will they convince her they love her?
Note: This book contains forced seduction.
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 24,873 words
CAPTURED POSSESSION
Possessive Passions 4
Berengaria Brown
MENAGE AND MORE
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I thought the “Possessive Passions” series was finished once Chevaunne, Shiloah, Kiri, and Anh had their very own happy endings. But Kenzie demanded that her story be told. So here it is.
CAPTURED POSSESSION
Possessive Passions 4
BERENGARIA BROWN
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Hidden underneath a long green ridge of land in an ordinary part of rural America, New Thimphu was a community established by settlers who lived in their traditional ways. After years of persecution because of these traditional ways of life, they’d developed this secret community where they were free to worship in their own manner, and to marry and live following their cultural practices. In New Thimphu, all the brothers in a family shared a wife. Between them they chose one woman and they treasured her as their most prized possession. Together they loved her, romanced her, and cared for her and any children she might have.
The system brought prosperity to the people. Land was never divided and parceled off in ever smaller plots, nor were financial or other inheritances divided, as all the brothers shared everything equally.
When there was only one brother in a family, he usually remained single, or joined with another only son to share a wife.
Coulton Urquahart’s parents had passed on years ago, and he had no siblings but had decided the time had come for him to take a wife. Ryker Volkov, another man in the community of an age with him, also had no brothers.
Coulton noticed Ryker in an almost empty break room in the construction zone of the community and waved at him.
Ryker motioned at one of the long benches. “Grab a seat and I’ll get you a coffee. Cream? Sugar?”
“Cream, no sugar, thank you.” Coulton watched as Ryker made their drinks then reached into a cookie bag beside the coffee machine. His hand seemed to move around a bit, then came out holding one big cookie.
“Last one,” Ryker said as he sat down. He carefully broke the cookie in half, handing one piece to Coulton and biting into the other one.
Coulton grinned and sipped his drink. “Oh, I needed that. Thank you.”
Now that they were together, Coulton wondered if his subconscious had been leading him all this time. He really did need to talk to Ryker, and now here they were, alone, together. He’d never have a better opportunity than this.
“Is it okay if we talk for a few minutes?” Coulton asked, watching Ryker’s face carefully.
“Sure.” Ryker wasn’t giving anything away. Coulton could see no visual clues and no body language ones either, except possibly a slight tenseness around Ryker’s shoulders. Maybe he’d guessed what Coulton had to say was going to be important to them both. It was possible he even guessed the conversation might be about Kenzie. He’d noticed Ryker staring at her, so it was likely Ryker had seen him watching her, too. It’d taken him several weeks to realize that she was the one he wanted, and that, if he joined together with Ryker, he could have her.
Well, there was nothing for it but to lay out his arguments as best he could. “I’m pretty sure you know that I’m attracted to Kenzie. Kenzie Evans, curly, dark brown, shoulder-length hair, dark eyes, thirty years old, lives in the main building. I’m also almost certain you’re attracted to her as well. I would be perfectly happy to share her with you, as long as you understand that I’m a Dom. I know you’re a Dom, too, but I believe if we’re committed to making the arrangement work, it will work. Perhaps we could agree to a three-month trial?” Coulton was aware he sounded a bit harsh, but he was nervous and not prepared to bare his soul just yet.
Ryker sta
red at him, his amber eyes still not showing his thoughts. “You’re suggesting two Doms share one sub. Two Doms who are not brothers.”
Coulton thought there was no need to make such a big fuss out the basics. “Yes,” he said.
Ryker spoke very slowly. “I sense a great deal of passion hidden deep inside her. But two of us may be far too much for her to accept.”
“You forget I’ve been at New Thimphu for a very long time, and so has Kenzie. When I arrived, the underground property was just being developed and extended. There were no other apartments, just the main building, and a couple cottages. It was the height of the global financial crisis and companies were laying off staff everywhere. I was lucky enough to get a payout instead of being just told not to come back to work the next day. Others were not so fortunate.” Coulton shrugged. Some of the people he’d worked closely with for years had turned up to work one day only to be told they were terminated. One man lost his house because he couldn’t get another job. For a while there pretty much were no jobs anywhere in this area.
“Anyway, Kenzie joined us then and worked as hard as any of the men helping get New Thimphu established as a thriving underground community. I think it would be very exciting to find out exactly what’s hidden deep inside her,” Coulton finished, his cock growing hard at the thought of getting to know Kenzie better.
“If you’ve known her for so long, why haven’t you asked her to be her Dom already?”
Coulton shrugged. “At the time I thought I was the only man with no brother here and I was content alone. I’m sensing that now is the time for that to change. There really seems to be a link between us. The feeling that we could work together in this way, two men but with a joint aim and purpose. Now, getting back to Kenzie…”
Coulton had the feeling Ryker was going to agree with him. “I believe Kenzie is strong enough to be a sub for you and for me. Both of us. We’ll need to work together, design our scenes together, and of course, she has to agree. But I’m proposing we go today and ask her to give us a three-month trial as her joint Doms. Then we marry her according to all our traditions. If we can cooperate properly for three months, we should be able to cooperate for the rest of our lives. Are you on board with that?”
“I agree with the proposal. I think we’ll need to work hard though, be very intentional, to make it work.”
* * * *
“Kenzie usually eats in the dining room at New Thimphu. I’ll meet you there at six,” Coulton had said. Ryker had nodded, but after soaping himself three times and shampooing his hair twice, he still wasn’t sure he was ready to meet his potential bride.
He arrived exactly at six, but neither Coulton nor Kenzie was in the dining room, although many other people were, all talking together.
One of his co-workers in the construction zone waved to Ryker so he went to sit with her. “My friends won’t be here for ages yet, so talk to me,” she said.
Ryker made some innocuous comments but obviously wasn’t paying her enough attention.
“Who are you looking for?”
“What?”
“You’re looking all around the room, not at me. Who are you waiting for?” she repeated.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude.” Ryker made sure his gaze remained on her face.
“I know you didn’t mean to be rude. I also know you did mean not to answer my question. That’s okay. You go and do what you want to do. I’ll go hang out with someone else.” She patted his shoulder and headed off to the other side of the room. Hell, he’d better get his mind on the job or everyone would guess it was in his pants. Well, in Kenzie’s pants hopefully.
Ryker still felt ambivalent about sharing a woman with another Dom. He thought it must be a big enough challenge to share a woman with a brother, but at least as her Dom he’d be in charge of ensuring they all achieved pleasure. How would it work with two Doms? Would they take turns planning scenes? Or plan the scenes together? What if they discovered their ideas were polar opposites? What if Kenzie preferred one of them to the other? It seemed to Ryker there were endless ways this relationship could go wrong.
The delicious smell of the food other people were eating was making his belly growl, and he realized he was damn hungry after all the physical work he’d done today. He was used to being on his feet, but it was a lot gentler on his muscles than constantly swinging a shovel as he’d been doing for hours today in the construction zone. “You’re thirty-four, and tomorrow you’re going to have sore shoulders,” he muttered to himself.
“Thirty-four, are you? Just four years older than me. Or three depending on which month you have your birthday,” said Coulton sliding into the seat opposite him.
“How do you know Kenzie’s thirty? You said you and she’d been here pretty much since New Thimphu began,” said Ryker, remembering one of the many questions he’d been meaning to ask.
“Anh baked her a cake for her birthday. It was a girls-only thing, just the women were invited, but I saw the cake when they were icing it. I never said anything because I know some women can be a bit strange about birthdays, and especially since no men had been asked to the party. I really like the idea of a slightly older woman who knows what she wants, and has some experience, rather than a girl straight out of college,” said Coulton.
“Hell, yes.” Ryker thought of his cock being swallowed by Kenzie’s lovely mouth. Of tying her up and fucking her cunt and her ass as well as her mouth. Kenzie’s experience with the BDSM lifestyle made her his dream choice of a sub. Not to mention her shining dark eyes and a body he could die for, so lush and full in all the right places.
“Here she comes now. Thank goodness, because I’m starving.”
“Me, too.” Ryker jumped up and followed Coulton over to the door where Kenzie was just entering. She looked serene and lovely as always. She tended to wear floor-length skirts, not jeans like so many of the women did, and he liked that about her. It was more feminine. Not to mention the thought that he could slide his hand up inside that skirt and stroke her soft thighs, caressing her skin all the way to heaven, her cunt. I wonder if she wears panties or a thong or goes commando. Commando would be perfect.
Coulton stopped in front of Kenzie and slightly to her left, so Ryker stood shoulder to shoulder with him. She looked from Coulton to him and back to Coulton. “You wanted me, gentlemen?”
Hell yes, he wanted her. In his dungeon and naked underneath him, preferably.
But all Coulton said was, “Will you sit with us for supper?”
Again she looked at them both, rather thoughtfully, but she simply replied, “Of course. Thank you for inviting me.”
They lined up at the serving counter and were given a scoop of each of various dishes, a curry, rice, and some vegetables, but Ryker had no idea what the food was or what it tasted like. He feasted his gaze on Kenzie’s quiet face, her pretty eyes and hair, and all the while he hoped like hell she’d be willing to meet with them very soon. Like tonight, for example.
He didn’t know what they talked about either, but he had to keep sipping his glass of water because his throat was dry and his fingers were clammy at the thought that tonight, tonight, he might be back in the dungeon with a willing sub. It’d been way too long for him. That’s why he was constantly awake at dawn and having to take long runs before work to stretch his body and ease the pain of having no one of his own.
He knew he should be satisfied with a worthwhile job and some really good friends. They should be enough to fulfill him. But they weren’t. More and more he’d had to acknowledge that he wanted a family of his own. Now he was hoping for a long-lasting relationship. Something that would fulfill the three of them, give them ongoing happiness. A woman he and Coulton could marry. Their own happy ending. But would Kenzie see it that way, too? Was she prepared to trial a three-month relationship with two Doms and see if it led to forever? And would he and Coulton be able to work out how to share a woman without either of them losing their Dominance?
Chapter Two
The conversation was desultory, mostly about community business, but also a little about the new lake being built to feed into the fishponds. Kenzie loved to swim and was hoping that, come summer, it would have some water in it. She knew some of the community weren’t into swimming though, or even to being above ground very much, so kept her comments low-key.
Meanwhile, her thoughts wandered.
Kenzie guessed that Coulton and Ryker were going to invite her into the dungeon for a session or two. She’d been very aware of Ryker lately. She could only think that he’d decided to settle into a relationship.
All that was fine by her. But she’d assumed he was a Dom. He had that innate aura of power and responsibility most Doms gave off. And she knew Coulton was a Dom. She’d known Coulton for years and even considered asking him to be her Dom a time or two, but the timing was never right. There was always a Dom more interested in her, or Coulton was looking at another sub, so nothing had ever happened between them. She must have misunderstood about Ryker. Or possibly he was even a switch, which would explain it.
But a session or two in the dungeon would be fine by her. It’d been so long since she’d had a truly freeing scene. She longed for a regular Dom of her own again, one who she could trust completely to punish her properly and send her into subspace. Gods, it must be almost two years since she’d been in an ongoing Dom/sub partnership. Since then she’d had a few sessions here and there with an unattached Dom, enough to take the edge off her needs, to keep her from going crazy, but not anything genuinely fulfilling. She hadn’t found the right Dom. And she wasn’t into casual sex either. Some decent orgasms would be just as good as a decent whipping.