Nate's Naughty Nymph [The Doms of Club Mystique 5] (Siren Publishing Classic) Page 14

  “I can’t believe they survived it,” Nate said. “You’ve been damn lucky up to this point.” His sons were strong and protective of the women they loved but reckless when it came to their own well-being. He looked at their women, pausing on each one until they looked into his eyes then away. They were smart, sassy, and strong as only a woman could be, but he had a feeling their luck had run out. “There’s no more time for fun and games, ladies. It’s a matter of life and death now. If one of you is taken again the people who will die first are my sons. They’ll die trying to save you, so from now on none of you leave this house without an armed escort. Do you understand me?”

  “We don’t need you to tell our women what to do,” Cade said.

  Addison nodded. “That’s right. I don’t need anyone else bossing me around. Cade is bad enough.”

  Cade tugged on Addison’s braid. “That’s enough out of you. Now, be quiet.”

  “Yeah, we don’t need you telling Cassie what to do,” Luc said and Logan nodded.

  “Ravyn knows how to behave,” Zane said.

  Nate let one brow angle up when he caught Jackson staring at him. “What about you, Jackson?

  “Unlike the rest of you, Jenna knows if she doesn’t behave I’ll take a belt to her ass,” Jackson said. “Right, pet?”

  “Yes, Sir,” Jenna said, then stuck her tongue out at Addison and got a swat on the thigh from Jackson.

  Nymph leaned over and nudged Nate. “Looks like Jenna and I are the only brats in the royal bunch, Sir. Although I’m sure Addison, Cassie, and Ravyn never, ever do anything they’re not supposed to do.”

  “Damn it,” Cade cursed. “Addison, you even try to leave this house without me, and I’ll lock you in the safe room. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Sir,” Addison said.

  “That goes double for you, Cassie,” Luc said and Logan nodded. “Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Sirs,” Cassie said.

  “Good,” Nate said.

  “What about me?” Ravyn asked.

  Nate laughed. “Zane says you know how to behave. Is he wrong?”

  Ravyn shook her head. “No. He’s right most of the time.”

  “That’s enough, Ravyn,” Zane said. “If I have to lock you in the safe room you’ll have a red ass when I do it. Understand?

  “Yes, Sir,” Ravyn said.

  “Excellent,” Nate said.

  “This doesn’t mean we’re friends,” Cade said.

  Nate smiled. “I never thought it did.”

  “You and Nymph can stay on the ranch but at your house from now on. Your friends can patrol as much as you like with one condition—anything they see they report to me or Jackson,” Cade said.

  “That’s fine with me,” Nate said.

  Zane drew everyone’s attention when he cleared his throat. “Ravyn, you’re doing the cooking and cleaning while the ranch is on lockdown.”

  “That’s a lot of cooking. I don’t think I can do it alone,” Ravyn said.

  “I’m sure Addison, Jenna, and Cassie will help you,” Zane said.

  “I’ll help Ravyn cook but she’s right—it’s hard to cook three meals a day for this many people,” Jenna said.

  “I‘ll clean the house,” Cassie said.

  “I’ll help Cassie since I’m not allowed to handle knives,” Addison said.

  “There, you see? The four of you can do it,” Zane said.

  “Yes, Sir,” Ravyn said and the other royals nodded, with the exception of Nymph.

  “Good, then you can move back to your house tonight.” Zane smiled at Nate. “Seems like we don’t need you after all.”

  Nate grinned. “My feelings are hurt.”

  * * * *

  “Fold.” Nymph laid her cards down and Cassie and Jenna smiled at her. They’d folded earlier in the game of seven card stud hi-lo. Ravyn had refused to play but seemed to find the game fascinating. Across from her, Nate sat as still as a stone, his face expressionless. He and Addison were the last two players, and as quirky as the little redhead was, when it came to poker she was a deadly opponent. The previous four games had ended with the two of them pitted against each other. They’d each won twice so this fifth game would determine the winner.

  They’d been playing cards for three hours, but every thirty minutes Nate insisted they get up and move around. During one break Addison showed him part of her yoga workout. Afterwards he’d insisted that Cassie show him a few belly dancing moves. She’d agreed to do it but only if he tried to copy her moves. He’d accepted the dare and his efforts had made them laugh until Addison gasped and took off for the hallway powder room. When she returned and complained of being hungry and thirsty he’d put together a small buffet of snacks and fruit-flavored water.

  Nymph glanced to her right and grinned when Addison popped another green olive into her mouth. She followed it up with a bite-sized piece of cheese. A moment later she threw several chips into the pile in the center of the table meeting Nate’s last bet in the final round.

  Cade stepped into the room just as Nymph dealt a seventh card, facedown, to each of them.

  He yawned and dropped onto the couch. “Addison, you’ve been playing for hours.”

  “We’ve taken breaks every half hour, Cade,” Jenna said before she was shushed by Addison, who was in the process of revealing her cards.

  Nate revealed his cards. He had the high hand and Addison had the low hand. They laughed then congratulated each other.

  Nymph counted the chips, split them into two even piles, and then stacked half in front of Nate and half in front of Addison.

  Addison gathered the cards and began to shuffle them. “I’ll win this time.”

  Cade jumped up, took the cards out of her hands, and dropped them on the table before he picked her up. “Nap time.”

  “I’m not tired,” Addison said.

  “Limo needs a nap.” Cade carried her toward the door.

  “You mean you need a nap,” Addison said.

  “Same thing, baby.”

  Jenna stood up and stretched. “I’m going to go find Jackson.”

  Cassie smiled at Nymph. “I have to call Cade’s architect, Jacob Daniels, and make sure his crew will be here on Monday.”

  “You know Jacob?” Nate asked before the two young women could leave the room.

  “Yes,” Cassie said. “How do you know him?”

  “Thor introduced us to him. They’re friends,” Nate said.

  “Friends as in ‘let’s have a beer together’ or friends as in ‘let’s share a woman together’?” Cassie asked, as she and Ravyn moved back toward the table.

  Nate chuckled and waved them off. “Ask Jacob while you have him on the phone.”

  “Come on, Nate, just tell us. Please,” Ravyn said. “We won’t tell anyone.”

  Nate began loading the leftover food on the cart. “Really? Have you ever been able to keep a secret from Addison?”

  “So, there is a secret,” Cassie said as she helped him.

  Nymph jumped up and busied herself putting up the cards and chips.

  “The world’s full of secrets but this isn’t one of them,” Nate said. “Why don’t you ask Cade about Jacob?”

  Nymph smiled when Cassie and Ravyn frowned. There was no way either one of them would do that. Everyone knew Cade was still pissed at Jacob for the part he’d played in teaching Addison about the D/s lifestyle.

  Cassie grabbed Ravyn’s hand. “I can put the call on speaker phone if you want to listen in. Jacob has the most delicious voice. It gives me goose bumps.”

  “Me, too.” Ravyn glanced at her watch. “Zane is picking Harper up from school today so I have time.”

  “How’s your little brother adjusting to Texas and school?” Nymph asked.

  “Amazingly well, considering how long he was held by Mendez before Zane rescued him. Having Zane as his daddy and Cade, Jackson, Luc, and Logan as his uncles has really helped. They spend a lot of time with him.”

  “I�
�m glad he’s doing so well,” Nymph said. “Let us know if there’s anything we can do to help you or Harper.”

  Nate squeezed Ravyn’s shoulder as he pushed the cart toward the door. “Go make your phone call, Cassie. Nymph and I have to start dinner.”

  Nymph hurried after him. “We? There’s no ‘we’ in cooking. You cook, I clean. That was the deal.”

  “You’re peeling potatoes.”

  “That sounds like a punishment!”

  “Would you rather have a spanking?”

  “Well, yes, of course.” Nymph laughed when Cassie and Ravyn gave her a thumbs-up.

  Chapter Ten

  “It’s nice to be back in our own house,” Nymph said.

  Nate slid a large ottoman to the center of the bedroom, picked up his camera, and crooked a finger at Nymph. “Here, pet.”

  She slid off the edge of the bed, walked naked to the ottoman, and sat down primly, with her legs together and her hands folded on her lap.

  Nate opened a drawer, removed several items, and then handed her a dildo. He set the other items on a nearby table.

  “We’re going to play a new game. I’m a photographer and you’re my very naughty model.” He grinned and took her picture. “You’re going to have to do better than that if you want to win. Do you want to win?”

  “Yes, Sir, I do if I get something big and hot and hard as a prize.” She blew him a kiss and batted her lashes at him.

  “Then that’s what you’ll get if you win.” He snapped another picture. “When I win, you don’t get to orgasm tonight.”

  Nymph pouted for a moment then leaned back, spread her legs, and licked the dildo before she sucked on it.

  Nate snapped picture after picture. “That’s it, be my dirty girl.”

  She stroked the tip over her nipples while she threw her head back in ecstasy and trailed it down the center of her body to her pussy. She propped one foot on the edge of the ottoman, spread her legs wider, and ran it up and down her slit. Nate went down on one knee in front of her and snapped close-ups of her pussy and the dildo. After a few moments, she swiveled around and lay down on the ottoman with her body bowed and her legs spread as she thrust the dildo into her slick pussy.

  Her nipples hardened and bunched up. She pinched them with one hand while Nate moved around her, taking picture after picture.

  “Spread your legs wider.”

  Nymph complied and Nate took several close-ups of her hand thrusting the dildo into her slick pussy.

  “Your clit is so red and swollen, baby. I have to taste you.”

  She cried out and shook with need when he licked her clit. He swirled his tongue around it then took hold of the dildo and slid it in and out of her several times before removing it. A moment later he picked her up, placed her in a chair, and handed her a tube of lube and a butt plug. “Play with that sweet little ass.”

  Nymph hooked her legs over the upholstered arms of the chair then arched her back as she slid her bottom to the edge of the seat. She used the pink butt plug to draw smaller and smaller circles around her navel until it rested in her belly button. She left it there while she slid her hands to her breasts, cupped them, and played with her nipples until they were rosy and distended.

  Nate moved around her, the camera clicking. “Damn, baby, I love it when you’re bad. It makes me want to do bad things to you.”

  Nymph slid her hands down, picked up the lube, popped the top, and squeezed out a generous amount on the top of her bare mound. She swept her middle finger through it and drew a thick glistening line over the seam of her vagina to her tight rosette.

  Nate continued to take pictures but his focus was on that one finger as it circled her anus then pressed inward. The tip of her finger disappeared inside. She withdrew it, coated it in lube, and pressed it inside again before she added a second finger and slid them into her tight hole. A moment later she picked up the plug, rolled it in the lube and pressed it against the tight opening. She twisted it as she pressed inward until it was all the way inside her.

  Nate released the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding before he dropped the camera and loosened his jeans, freeing his cock. He used his hands to hold her knees apart then watched as he sank into her. She grabbed his shoulders and pulled herself up against him and he twisted on his knees and took her to the floor.

  “I’ll love you until the day I die, Nymph.”

  She brushed his hair back from his forehead. “Oh, Nate, I love you so much. Always.” She wrapped her arms and legs around him and he cupped her shoulders to keep her from sliding away from his hard thrusts. He kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth as an orgasm gathered between her legs. Every stroke slid over her clit and she moaned with pleasure. He lifted his lips from hers long enough to draw in a deep breath. “Come for me, baby. I love watching you come.”

  She looked into his eyes and let him see her pleasure as she came. He groaned and buried his face in her shoulder as he came inside her.

  After a few moments, Nate rolled off her. He pulled her against him while their breaths calmed and their hearts returned to normal.

  “We need to keep some pillows and a blanket on the floor.”

  Nymph laughed. “Too tired to get up and go to bed?”

  “Too satisfied to move.”

  She stroked his chest. “Me, too.”

  “How long do you think it will take the boys to figure out what the royals are up to?”

  Nymph snorted. “Uh, never?” She leaned up, stacked her hands on his chest, and rested her chin on them. “I think they think they know what’s going on, but of course they don’t.”

  Nate rolled her onto her back and loomed over her. “Is that some kind of secret language you women use to confuse us men?”

  She leaned up and kissed him. “You know what I meant.”

  He kissed her back. “Only because I’m an exceptional man. I say it’ll be less than two days before they ask us to take over the cooking again.”

  “It will be longer than that. First Cade will make Addison stop. She’ll act like she’s too tired to play with him and he won’t like that. Then, Cassie will struggle on alone but it will take a couple days for the house to get messy and Luc won’t be able to tolerate that. Jenna and Ravyn will continue cooking no matter how tired they get but Jackson won’t allow Jenna to wear herself out. Have you noticed how protective he is of her?”

  “Jackson’s always been the sensible one.”

  “Ravyn will drop from exhaustion before she disappoints Zane.”

  “Ravyn’s clever. All of the royals are clever. We’ll probably be back in the house by tomorrow night.” He jumped up, pulled her up, and swatted her on the bottom. “Shower.”

  Nymph reached back and covered the butt plug. Nate grabbed her hand and moved it away. “I’ll remove that in the shower.”

  “I can do it,” she said.

  “I have something I want to replace it with,” he said, his breath hot on her neck.

  “I thought you were satisfied.”

  “Show me a thoroughly satisfied man and I will show you a failure.”

  “You’ve used that one before and I already paid you for it,” Nymph said.

  “Then you know who said it, so give me the name.”

  “I hate this game. You and Thor Larkin are going to burn in quotation hell forever.”

  Nate laughed. “Give me the name.”

  “That guy.” Nymph turned on the shower.

  “Which one?” Nate backed her into the shower.

  “The smart one.”

  “You know the rules. Give me the name or pay up.”

  Nymph ran her hands over her breasts, down to her hips, and across her ass. “Sorry, I don’t seem to have any money on me.”

  “You can owe me.”

  Nymph planted her hands on her hips. “What do you do with the money you win from me anyway?”

  He grasped her waist, turned her around, and placed her hands on the wall. “It’s my bu
tt plug money,” he said then swatted her ass and laughed. “Bend over.”

  * * * *

  Nate flipped the pancake onto a platter and set it on the table before he sat down across from Nymph. “We’re going to patrol along the river today.”

  “I’ll put some food and water in the jeep.” Nymph poured syrup on her pancakes until it ran down the sides and formed a pool on the plate.

  Nate took the bottle from her hand. He set it out of reach before he placed a slice of ham and a small scoop of scrambled eggs on her plate. “We’re riding.”

  She cut a bite of pancakes, scooped it through the pool of syrup and popped it into her mouth. “I’m riding while you drive.”

  “The truck is too noticeable.”

  “So are horses.”

  “We’ll walk then.”

  “The other day you said you wanted to check out the view from the Ramsey cemetery on the hill.”

  Nate sipped his orange juice. “We’ll drive to the cemetery, hike down the backside of the hill to the river and patrol this side going west.”

  Nymph smiled. “Then we can find a place to cross the river and patrol the other side as we work our way back to the jeep.”

  When they finished eating, Nymph cleaned up the kitchen. She packed food and water for the day while Nate gathered their weapons and backpacks. They met at the truck.

  At the end of their drive Nate stopped. “I think we’ll drive around the ranch first. If anyone’s been sneaking around we might see some tracks.”

  “Good idea. I’ll watch this side.” Nymph rolled down her window and let in a cool breeze. Above them the sky was a soft blue with drifting clouds.

  Nate drove slowly, his eyes following the fence line, looking for anything suspicious.

  “Stop,” Nymph said. “That looks like the fence has been cut and repaired.”

  They got out of the truck to check the wires. “They were cut but looks like a long time ago.” Nate pointed to the repair. “The ends are rusted but I’ll ask Jackson about it.”