An Angel Exposed [Safeword LLC 3] (Siren Publishing Sensations) Read online

  Amy was one hundred percent positive that this is what she wanted, so why then was she so full of apprehension? She wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t the two men who entered the office. Maybe somehow she knew that this would never happen, that she would never get her chance of living out her fantasy, for seeing who Ms. Van Camp had chosen for her had just dashed any hopes that she may have had. Or maybe she had just conjured them up in her minds and they really weren’t standing there. Amy blinked. Then blinked again. Nope, it was definitely them.

  Of all the Dominants in the Chicago area, Ms. Van Camp had to go and choose Chad Westworth and Alec Brewer—friends of her brothers and men that she would have given anything to be able to fall to her knees for. Impossible as it was.

  Chad looked just as devastating as ever, dressed in a black gabardine suit with a gray and blue silk tie, knotted to Windsor perfection. As owner of an art gallery, he always dressed to impress. His short black hair was styled with precision, which was totally opposite of Alec. The artist that her brothers had become friends with was slightly taller than Chad, with a leaner frame, which she knew from previous conversations came from him getting so absorbed with work that he forgot to eat. He was wearing his usual attire of faded jeans and a white paint-flecked T-shirt. Amy had yet to see him wear anything else. His brown hair looked like he hadn’t gotten it cut in months, yet on him, it looked sexy. They both had an effect on her that she was successful in ignoring, mainly due to their relationship with her brothers. The remaining part of her was scared to death with how they made her feel. No, it would have been better for everyone if Ms. Van Camp had placed her with another pair of Doms. Better yet, only one Dom.

  Amy looked at James, knowing that he had to see the despair on her face. She didn’t even try to hide it. That fake tour through Europe that he’d set up was looking pretty good right about now. She wondered if he could still get her tickets.

  Chapter Two

  Chad looked at the woman that he’d longed for these past two torturous years. The first time he saw Amy Bousch, she reminded him of an angel with her white-blonde hair framing her face accentuating her flawless milk-white skin and lush pink lips. Right now, she was wearing a brown sweater dress that hugged her figure and emphasized the seamless curve of her round breasts. He could see the faint lines of her panties and swore from this day forward, there would be no barrier between him and her pussy. Besides, Alec was more than likely going to paint some type of corset on her otherwise nude body. Paint was so much better than fabric, as it regularly disguised the fact of nudity in public.

  Amy was finally within his grasp and it was all he could do not to take her in his arms and whisk her back to their apartment. He had Alec to thank for this, for it was his idea to plant the idea of Safeword LLC in Amy’s mind, hoping she’d take the bait. It had been easy to get another submissive to lay the groundwork. The rest was in Amy’s delicate hands. This whole deal would be a gigantic leap of faith for all of them in a number of different ways.

  Unfortunately, Chad knew they needed to overcome this trepidation she’d acquired regarding Josh and Tyler’s consent. Amy would soon come to realize that she needed only his and Alec’s approval on her new path. She’d finally gotten enough strength to step out of her brothers’ shadow and reach for what she wanted. Did she have enough left to see this through? God, he hoped so.

  He could tell immediately through those expressive blue eyes and her palpable body language when she instantly recoiled upon seeing them that she was looking for a way out. There was no way in hell he was going to let her get away now. Being friends with her brothers didn’t negate the fact that they shared chemistry between them. He once even broached the subject when he’d been at the club to deliver a few of Alec’s paintings. She had hid behind her desk and files, like a frightened dove refusing to see him directly in front of her. It was time that his angel grew wings.

  “Angel, it’s been a while.” Chad noticed that she looked at James, almost as if she were begging him to take her away. Over his very possibly dead body, seeing as neither of them could prove much of a match for James if he interceded on her behalf. “Kennedy, James, could you give us a few minutes alone?”

  “That won’t be necessary,” Amy said, turning back and placing some papers on Kennedy’s desk. Chad assumed it was their contract. “Ms. Van Camp, thank you for your help, but I’m going to have to decline this placement.”

  “Amy, before you make such a hasty decision, please bear with me.”

  “There’s no need.” Amy spun back around and picked her purse up out of the chair. She swung the strap over her shoulder before meeting his gaze. “Chad and Alec, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t mention this to Josh or Tyler.”

  “Enough.” Alec had always said if they were going to be the appropriate Doms for Amy that Chad needed to stop treating her as if she were made of china. It wasn’t until this moment, seeing her reaction to Alec’s demands, that Chad realized his dear friend was right. Those pink lips that haunted his dreams parted, taking in air with a hiss, as crimson swamped her cheeks. He wondered what she might look like in the throes of an orgasm, flushed with desire. “Kennedy and James, if you would please give us a moment to sort out a few minor details?”

  “Of course, Alec.” Kennedy walked around her polished mahogany desk and continued toward the door behind James. “James and I have some matters to discuss in his office anyway. Please just inform my receptionist, Jenny, should the three of you decide to proceed with the signing of the contract.”

  “Thank you,” Alec murmured, not taking his eyes off of Amy.

  “You can’t do that,” Amy said, arguing with him even though Kennedy and James proceeded to leave the office. She’d definitely gotten her wind back and her blue eyes were sparking with irritation. The door shut distinctly behind them. “Damn it! I’m not some simple girl who’s going to kneel at your feet and forget the reasons why this won’t work. No, scratch that—can’t work.”

  “And why’s that? Because you are still the little girl that’s afraid of what her big brothers might think?”

  “That’s unfair and you know it,” Amy declared. It wouldn’t have surprised Chad had she stamped her foot with that sentence, but she held her ground. “They’ve raised me since high school. Josh and Tyler would be crushed if they found out that I want—”

  “Happiness, fulfillment?” Alec asked, not giving an inch.

  “Chad, would you explain this to him?” Amy asked.

  Chad stared at her for a moment, letting her simmer a bit. He figured now wasn’t the best time to tell her that when he and Alec sought out Safeword LLC’s services, they came clean with Kennedy regarding their fascination with Amy. They explained the reasons why it was impossible for them to pursue her, along with Amy’s reluctance to break free of her brothers. Josh and Tyler weren’t bad men. In fact, they were upstanding, quite honorable, and loved their baby sister. They were just majorly overprotective, but Chad and Alec were positive that once the shock wore off, Josh and Tyler would be very pleased that their little sister had the right two men to look after her.

  “Chad? Please tell me that you still have some semblance of sanity left in your head.”

  Chad noticed that Alec’s eyebrow rose with her comment. He had no doubt that Alec was ready to take a seat and flip her over his knee for a good spanking, although that wasn’t his usual forte. Alec was the more passionate of the two, creating scenes and then wanting to capture them on canvas while Chad carried out the act. He was also the one to institute the discipline and punishments. Her attitude certainly needed some measure of adjustment, and he wondered how she would handle his cane on her ass.

  Kennedy, at first, refused to even take them on as clients, saying she wouldn’t accept trickery as a way of placement. They struck a deal that if he and Alec could persuade Amy to submit an application and Kennedy divined she met their particular requirements as their submissive, then she would place Amy
in their hands. If Kennedy decided Amy wasn’t an appropriate companion for them, they were to step back and allow her to do her job in Amy’s best interests. Chad hadn’t wanted to take the chance, but Alec had been confident. Now all they needed to do was persuade Amy.

  “Josh and Tyler will accept this part of you,” Chad said, trying to reassure her.

  “Oh my God. We are talking about the same two men who’ve warned every Dom in the tri-state area that I’m off limits, right? And you two think they’ll be okay with their friends screwing, no better yet, Topping their sister? Or did you forget that small part of the equation?”

  “That’s your insecurities talking,” Alec replied, crossing his arms. “You’ve made it this far, Amy. Why not take the chance to let yourself be happy?”

  “You two have lost your minds,” Amy declared, throwing her purse back in the chair and placing her hands on her hips. “You know how Josh and Tyler are going to react. You’ll be lucky if they don’t kill you.”

  “Then let’s take this apart piece by piece, angel,” Chad said. Alec was right anyway. It was past the point of no return for them. Amy had finally taken a step in their direction. Although she hadn’t known it at the time, it was still a step in the right direction. “You let me know if I’m missing anything. One, you took a two-month vacation to see if this is what you’ve always truly desired. Two, if it works out, you’ll tell Josh and Tyler that you’re actually a submissive. Three, you’ve been attracted to Alec and me for years but haven’t had the guts to act on it. Four, you were secretly hoping that it would be us coming through this door. So why not sign the contract, angel?”

  Amy’s blue eyes dilated, as her hands slowly wrapped their way around her waist. She was feeling vulnerable, and Chad could clearly recognize that. In a way, he had the same feeling of susceptibility when it came to her. The only difference was he was confident they would make this work. He and Alec could give her what she needed most.

  “It’s not that simple and you know it,” Amy whispered. “This…this would change everything.”

  “Is that not what you want?”

  “It’s—I already feel bad enough deceiving them. How do you think they are going to feel when they find out I’ve submitted to the two of you?”

  “Isn’t that a part of yourself that you are giving up to us? We’ll make the decision on when to tell them and how. You can leave that burden to your Doms. All you need to fret yourself with is pleasing us.”

  The desire that flashed over her features was unmistakable, yet Chad could tell she was still hesitant. Giving in to his most basic need to touch her, he closed the distance between them. When he cupped her face with his palms, Amy rested her hands on his arms. This was the first time that he’d touched her, really touched her, and he took a moment to savor their connection.

  “You’re too…familiar,” Amy said, closing her eyes and breathing deeply. “You’re my brothers’ friends. I–I don’t think—”

  “You’re not going to deny yourself right now. Keep your eyes closed,” Chad whispered softly, “and try to visualize the picture we’re painting for you. You’re standing naked before us. Your hands are clasped behind your head, thrusting your pert breasts forward, begging for the slightest touch. Your feet are spread apart, giving either of us access to your hot, wet core. Your clit is engorged and throbbing in time with your heartbeat. We’ve given you one instruction and that is not to move. Alec is standing in front of us, a canvas set up on an easel to capture the marks that I’m about to leave on your flawless skin from the crop in my hand. I raise it and bring it down on the perfect globe that is your right breast. You moan as the heat from the sting travels through your upper body. Do you obey me and stand still for more?”

  “Yes, Master,” Amy whispered, swaying toward him, caught up in the vision he was creating.

  Chad’s cock swelled at the title she just bestowed upon him in one breath. Two years he’d waited for those words to cross her lips and they were sweeter than he’d imagined. Leaning down, although not wanting to break the spell that was surrounding them, Chad softly claimed her mouth and relished her sweet taste. Amy leaned into him, opening herself up and letting him take his fill. He did and then reluctantly pulled away, knowing now was not the time for this.

  “Are we too familiar now?” Chad asked, knowing the question would shock her out of the reverie that he’d created. If he and Alec had any chance of making Amy see that they belonged together, they needed to keep her off balance enough for her to feel instead of think. Her mind and sense of obligation to her brothers were the only things that stood in the way of their happiness. “If not, are you willing to explore what we’ve been waiting patiently for?”

  Amy’s lashes fluttered, revealing her translucent blue eyes as she thudded back down to reality. She quickly stepped back, looking at both of them as if she knew they could give her what she needed, but afraid to reach out and take it. Chad refrained from glancing behind him, hoping that Alec was wise enough to keep his mouth shut. He wasn’t known for his patience outside of the bedroom. Although, Chad agreed that Amy needed a firm hand so that her intelligent mind didn’t take over her raw emotions. Perseverance was what was needed right now, with his cane to enforce their rule at a later date.

  “You make it sound as if we are the only ones affected by this. What happens if I find out that I’m not, you know,” Amy said, waving her hand around as if it would make her words magically materialize. She took a deep breath and seemed to recover just a bit, much to Chad’s dismay. “I know that we’re technically not friends, but it would ruin whatever type of relationship we could ever hope to have when you show up at the club. What happens then? Do we pretend nothing happened? Do we still tell Josh and Tyler?”

  Chad felt Alec move and shook his head slightly, hoping his friend didn’t fuck this up. Alec kept walking and passed both of them, picking up a pen that was lying in the middle of Kennedy’s desk. Using it, he scrawled his signature across a piece of paper, which Chad assumed was their contract. Turning, he didn’t offer it to either of them as he leaned against the mahogany wood and crossed his arms in a familiar pose. Alec had always stood like that when he was determined, even when they were younger.

  “The first thing we are going to do when you arrive at our apartment tonight is shut off your thoughts.” Alec clicked the pen multiple times, showing his lack of patience. He didn’t like to be out of his studio for a long period of time and Chad knew that he was dying to get Amy in there as well. “You think too much. Hand over your thoughts, emotions, and worries to us. It’s that simple.”

  “It’s not that simple, Alec!”

  “Yes, it is. Once you sign your name above ours, the only thing you have to concern yourself with is our approval. And what would make me happy is to capture the look of release on your face when you realize that all you ever needed was us.”

  “That is such an arrogant thing to say,” Amy said, although her protests were lessening.

  “True. But you dream of us.” Alec slowly unraveled his arms. Amy remained silent, allowing them an unspoken affirmation. “Your mind wants to submit. Your body craves our touch. Your preconceived objections are the only thing stopping you. It is odd that as Chad’s angel, you certainly have been bedeviling us for far too long.”

  The only sound in the room was the hum of the heat coming out of the vent. Neither one of them said a word while Amy’s thoughts obviously ran rampant through her mind. Chad was impressed with Alec’s placidity, when he knew the turmoil that was raging inside of him. Amy didn’t know it yet, but Alec and she had more in common than she knew. It wasn’t his place to tell her, and he would never betray Alec’s confidence, but Chad knew that Amy was exactly what Alec needed to feel whole again. She was really Alec’s angel.

  “If you can promise me that if this doesn’t work out, my brothers are never to know, then I will sign that contract,” Amy said in a soft voice, almost afraid they wouldn’t be able to agree to what she n
eeded.

  “Topping from the bottom?” Alec asked, his right brow raising. He held the pen out for her reach. “We agree to your terms, but know that this will be the only time you will ever be permitted to Top from the bottom. Chad likes a brat sometimes, because it allows him to use his cane. Me? Not so much. If you’d like to find out what happens to spoiled little brat subs, try me sometime. A cane doesn’t compare to the punishments I have in mind.”

  “I’m not spoiled, so that shouldn’t be a problem,” Amy said, with a haughtiness in her voice that was bound to get her in trouble.

  She took the proffered pen and stepped around Alec, quickly signing her name as if she were afraid the paper would disappear. Chad didn’t hesitate either, cementing the contract with his own signature. It was time to give their angel some wings.

  Chapter Three

  Amy was actually standing in Chad and Alec’s apartment in nothing but a sheer white robe. She walked around Alec’s studio, reflecting on the day instead of focusing on the upcoming evening. She’d never been so nervous in all her life, but at the same time, she’d never felt more alive. After having signed the contract, the hours had flown by in a hectic rush. James had taken her to some upscale spa where a woman by the name of Janet had depleted her of every single hair on her body below her neck and none too gently at times. Amy figured she ought to be grateful for the hair she’d left on her head, but wasn’t about to voice her opinion just in case the evil woman pulled out another strip of wax. She felt guilty for painting Janet in such a horrible light, because she really was a nice lady even if she was much too familiar.

  Seeing a painting that caught her interest, Amy reached for the canvas only to see her hand shaking. Closing her fingers and making a fist, she reminded herself to breathe. She was very nearly nude in the apartment of the two men she had only ever known as friends of her brothers. Just the fact of being on display to them whenever they chose to look set her world on fire. When she’d made up her mind to seek out the services of Safeword LLC, this was the last place she thought she’d end up. Yet, something deep within her knew that she wasn’t meant to be anywhere else. That didn’t stop the turmoil that raged within her or the fact that she had no idea what would happen now.