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  Libertine Island 4

  The Picture of Submission

  It seems like everyone Maggie Barton knows is now into BDSM, including her adoptive brother and her three best friends. Maggie's happy to play at being submissive, but there's no way she's giving up control for real.

  But to get a plum job of doing the photos for a prestigious book on submission, she needs to learn all about the subject, fast. Enter the Hayes brothers.

  She first met them on Libertine Island at her brother's wedding. Rejected by the oldest brother Chris, she ended up in the arms of Carter and Dalton, who didn't have Chris's issues about her not being able to truly submit. Now Chris has been asked to train her so she can truly understand what it means to be submissive. She can either accept his Dominance during the training period or give up the opportunity to illustrate the book. Luckily his brothers will be there to assist.

  Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

  Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre

  Length: 41,384 words

  THE PICTURE OF SUBMISSION

  Libertine Island 4

  Diane Leyne

  MENAGE EVERLASTING

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  Copyright © 2013 by Diane Leyne

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  About the Author

  THE PICTURE OF SUBMISSION

  Libertine Island 4

  DIANE LEYNE

  Copyright © 2013

  Chapter One

  One month ago on Libertine Island

  It was her last night on the island, and Maggie Barton was determined to finish off her Hayes Brothers Hat Trick, as she’d been calling it in her mind. Chris Hayes, the eldest brother, was the only one who had resisted her charms, and time was running out. She looked in the mirror. For the thousandth time, she wished she were taller, but five foot four wasn’t too bad. And her long, dark, curly hair seemed to be behaving for once. She had on her sexiest outfit, a miniskirt and a halter with a plunging neckline to show off her full breasts. Tonight, she was on the hunt. She’d been on the island for less than a week, but it had been the most sexually satisfying time of her life, and bedding Chris Hayes would be the icing on the cake.

  The Hayes brothers were the hottest guys she’d ever met before, both singly and collectively. Dalton Hayes, the baby of the family at twenty-six and three years younger than Maggie, was like a blond god. He was a personal trainer and could have modeled for a statue of Adonis with his perfectly sculpted abs and shapely ass. Middle brother Carter, thirty-two, was a chef, although it didn’t show in his physique. He was taller and thinner than Dalton with the lean body of a long-distance runner. His hair was a darker blond, but his eyes were just as blue and he was just as hot.

  She’d bedded both of them during her short visit to Libertine Island, and now it was the last night and she still had big bother Chris left to seduce. Chris was as tall as Carter and as ripped as Dalton. She’d seen him emerge from the pool the first day, naked as the day he was born and totally unselfconscious, and she’d fallen in lust. Even flaccid, he had one of the largest and most perfectly formed cocks she’d ever seen, and she had a sudden urge to drop to her knees and take it in her mouth and suck him dry.

  She colored at the memory. She knew she’d been staring at his cock, and when she looked up, she saw that he was watching her with an amused expression. She’d turned back to her friends Jen and Aly, but the memory of that moment caused her to blush anew.

  Later, she’d been introduced to his brothers, and she thought she’d died and gone to heaven, the three of them together looking like a trio of blond gods or angels, but luckily they didn’t act like angels. They were three hot devils, and she hadn’t been able to get the idea out of her mind of fucking them all, preferably at the same time, from the first moment she’d seen the three of them together, laughing uproariously at something one of them had said. Hell, if a ménage with two brothers was good enough for Rebecca, surely three would be even better.

  In fact, there
were a lot of hot guys on Libertine Island, but she only had eyes for the Hayes brothers, not that she had a lot of time to pursue them. She was on the island for her brother Max’s wedding to one of her best friends and had offered to photograph the event as her wedding gift to the couple.

  But that didn’t stop her from having fun with the brothers. She quickly found out that the three of them were Doms, not an unexpected turn of events at a BDSM resort. Chris had shown no interest in a fling, but Carter and Dalton were different. They understood that she was there for her friend’s wedding and not in the lifestyle, and they’d both been so sweet. She’d let them do things their way, more or less. She had let intense, temperamental chef Carter strap her to a spanking bench and warm up her ass, first with his bare hand and then with a flogger that had been divine. It had felt like getting a massage, and she’d almost fallen asleep before he had come up behind her and fucked her brains out as she writhed against the restraints, desperate to touch him but unable to do anything but accept what he was doing to her.

  It had been the most explosive sex she’d ever had, at least until the next Hayes brother. Sweet Dalton, the baby brother. He could go all night, something she could personally attest to. She’d let him tie her to the bed, and he’d rewarded her by using his mouth on her pussy to torment her until she begged him to fuck her, which he had, for hours. Damned if he didn’t have the most amazing control.

  In return for letting them have their way with the bondage and spanking, they’d given her mind-blowing orgasms. She couldn’t wait to find out what tricks big brother Chris had up his sleeve. He was the oldest and most serious about the lifestyle, and she expected that he could blow her mind in ways she couldn’t imagine, but the days and nights passed, and still she hadn’t had her chance with him. She had idly wondered if he was avoiding her, but had dismissed the thought. She was hot and willing, and he was single. Maybe he was just shy?

  So, she decided on the direct approach since it her last night on the island. She’d flirted previously, but he hadn’t bitten, so she decided she’d been too subtle. She wanted a Hayes Hat Trick, and she wasn’t going to be denied. She’d gone over to him after dinner, asking him to walk outside with her, using the excuse of a question about the architecture of the resort. She had taken some photos of the resort that might be good for the next version of the brochure, and since he was the construction manager on the resort and currently planning with the architect on the expansion, she would ask him some questions to help her on her final shoot before she left. As excuses went, it had the benefit of being absolutely true. The place was beautiful, she did have some great photos that would make a great brochure, and she had heard that they were looking to do a new one.

  She had also heard about an opportunity to do the photos about a book about the lifestyle that a Jillian something or other was writing, and she wanted to make all the contacts she could. Getting this contract would be a feather in her cap, but mostly, tonight, she wanted Chris.

  He’d answered all of her questions patiently, although he kept edging away, an amused look on his face, each time she moved closer. Finally she’d asked him outright, and he’d turned her down flat.

  “I don’t play with vanillas, little girl.”

  “I’m not a little girl, and so what if I’m vanilla? Your brothers didn’t seem to mind. And I even let them tie me up and spank me.”

  “Did you like being spanked, kitten?”

  “I guess kitten is better than little girl, but not by much.” She found herself glaring at him, not the best tactic for seducing someone. “As for the spanking, it was interesting, and yes, it seemed to add something to the experience, but I can’t say it’s something I’d like to do on a regular basis. But I didn’t hate it, even though I thought I would. Is that what it would take to get you into bed? If I let you spank me? You could even tie me up, too. I did enjoy that for some reason.” She looked at Chris closely. His expression was hard to read, and she suddenly felt uncertain of success.

  “Like I said. You are vanilla. You play at BDSM, but it’s just a game to you, kitten. It’s not a game to me. I’m closing in on forty. I’ve played around a lot. I’m past that now. My brothers, on the other hand, are more flexible when they play.”

  “Yeah. So? It was a game. I wanted them, and I’m a good sport. I was willing to play along to get what I wanted. And they seemed to enjoy it.”

  “I’m sure they did. And now you have decided that you want me.”

  “Yes, I do. I want the Hayes Hat Trick. And I’ve never been accused of being subtle. Do you find me attractive?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you want to fuck me? I’d rather we did it vanilla. Or even better, I’d like to be the one in charge and tie you to the bed and ride you hard, but hell, it’s just for one night. I can pretend one more time.” She suddenly lowered herself to her knees and assumed the pose she’d seen many of the subs doing with her knees spread wide and her hands behind her back so that her breasts were thrust out.

  “Please, Master, please fuck your humble slave.”

  “More pretending?”

  “Yeah, why not? It made them happy, and the sex was super hot. I can make you happy, too.” She paused, looking up at Chris. She could see the bulge in his pants. He was turned on but was fighting it. She decided to press her advantage.

  Rising to her feet, she moved to stand close to him. “Is that what it is? You don’t want me because I’ve had your brothers? I know that’s not true. I can feel that you want me.” She reached out and cupped his erection.

  He laughed hard at that remark as he pushed her hand away, and Maggie found herself blushing again. “Maggie, you really don’t know anything about me and my brothers. Firstly, yes, you turn me on, but I’m not a slave to what my cock wants. As for my brothers, yes, we share women all the time. And not just consecutively. We like to bed the same woman at the same time. Could you handle that, kitten? Could you handle three men at the same time? All your holes filled at the same time by our cocks?”

  The thought of the three Hayes brothers in her bed at the same time nearly caused Maggie to stop breathing. The thought of being filled like that…it was like something from a novel. She could feel her pussy start to throb and the moisture start to leak out. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds and poked through the material of her top, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of admitting what his words did to her.

  “And you only want me if your brothers get to join us? Can’t perform without an audience?”

  “Nice try. Give it up, little girl. I’m past playing around. I’m looking for a grown woman, one strong and secure enough to submit to three men for real and not pretend. I want a woman looking for a relationship, not just a holiday fuck, so sorry, Maggie. No Hayes Brothers Hat Trick.”

  She was frozen in place as he turned and walked away from her. Instead of going back into the lounge, he walked off into the darkness. Maggie stayed out on the patio, alone, for a while. She lost track of the time as she contemplated his words while he disappeared from sight.

  Finally she decided that there was only one course of action open to her. She squared her shoulders and reentered the lounge where she quickly spotted Carter and Dalton relaxing by the bar. Looking up first, Dalton smiled and gestured for her to come over to the bar. When Carter followed his brother’s gaze and saw her, he smiled and gestured as well. She noticed the brothers exchanging glances as she walked toward them.

  Maybe she wasn’t the only one with a game plan for tonight. And since hers hadn’t worked out, she was open to their plan, which, if she was reading the situation right, would involve both of them bedding her at once. It wasn’t a Hat Trick, but hell, a Hayes ménage was a pretty fine consolation prize. Maggie squared her shoulders, stuck out her boobs, and headed over toward Carter and Dalton.

  Chapter Two

  Current day, Chicago

  Maggie rushed into the Tempo Cafe on Chestnut at State. They served a great all-day breakf
ast, and she had a yen for their banana pancakes. She hated to be late. She was never late. She was always the first person to arrive anywhere and had been teased unmercifully for it all of her life, but it made her feel in control.

  Aly was already there and waiting, with her new husband Max, who also happened to be Maggie’s adopted brother. Although maybe she was technically his adopted sister. The Bartons had taken her in when she was four when her mother, who was Max’s mother’s cousin, had dropped her off and didn’t come back. Maggie remembered far more of that time in her life than anyone suspected. She let them think that the bad memories had faded, but she didn’t think she would ever forget.

  When her mother had dumped her at the Bartons’, she whispered to Maggie that she’d better be a good girl or she’d be locked up in a cage with the bad girls. She also said that she’d be back for Maggie. Maggie didn’t think the first thing was true because she was four and cages were for animals, not little girls.

  And she hoped really hard that the second part was a lie as well. Her mama had always had boyfriends, but most of them had ignored the silent little girl. But this new one, Troy, he didn’t ignore Maggie. Looking back, Troy was probably the reason her mother had abandoned her, but she still wasn’t sure whether it was because he saw Maggie as a burden or because of the look he got in his eye when he ruffled her hair and told her that she was going to grow up to be just as hot and sexy as her mother.