NaNoWriMo Story Snippets

49. Excerpt from ROSE & THORN: BECKY/ROMAN/SASHA

Not sure where it's going yet, but... yeah. It's Rose & Thorn, so sexual content ahead!

"I want a third."

Roman, kneeling between Sasha's legs, gave her spreader bar a little shake to test its sturdiness. Her ankles were definitely secured—and the cuffs almost matched her shiny high heels—and even though her fingers were wriggling, her wrists were safe and snug as well. "Pretty sure that was your fifth of the night," he teased, digging his fingers into her thighs as he ran his tongue across her clit again. "But if you've already lost count...."

A sweep of blue brushed her knees as Sasha lowered her head to look at him. It was an odd perspective, with her head upside-down between her legs, but the look in her eyes was strangely serious. "That was six, actually. And yes, I keep count." She wiggled her ass until Roman smacked it. "I meant... you know, like a threesome."

Roman shuffled around to her front, pulling her into a kiss with one hand and steadying her legs his free arm. "I thought you had a hard enough convincing your husband to go along with this." He didn't mean it in a judgmental way; convincing Galina hadn't been easy either. But when he promised his wife he would confine his occasional road trysts to Rose & Thorn, a sex club well known for its discretion and security, she agreed that it would be good for him to have an outlet during long tours. Sasha, on the other hand, was one of the few WWE superstars fortunate enough to have their spouse join them on the road. Her interest in the sex club was more for its offerings, kinks her husband didn't share but wanted her to be free to explore—within reason.

"I've already asked him," Sasha replied, shifting her footing a bit, her high heels sinking into the suite's carpet. "He said if the other partner is a woman, he would be okay with it." She hadn't told him her kink partner was Roman and her husband said he didn't want to know, so it was an arrangement they agreed to discuss as little as possible, except when her Rose & Thorn membership was due for renewal and she needed to have her spousal sanction information confirmed. The club demanded that any members who were married had the consent of their spouse to try avoiding any potential unpleasantries. Mikaze didn't understand her fascination with kink—and yet despite that, he made some of the most exquisite bondage gear she had ever seen—but he had worried that being with two men in that environment would increase the likelihood of her getting hurt. She tried to assure him otherwise, but she also had no problem with a potential third being a woman—and she doubted Roman would balk at the chance to fuck two women together either.

"You've put some thought into this," Roman grinned, kissing his way up her thigh as he slid two fingers inside her. "I suppose you have a list of contenders." He craned his neck back to kiss her again, then moved again to nuzzle her dangling breasts, teasing her nipples with tongue and teeth. "Or are we supposed to just go out to the common areas and browse?"

Sasha did her best to press her chest closer to Roman's mouth. She knew her breasts were smaller than what he usually favoured, but he was still a master with his tongue. "Becky?" Her friend's name came out as a moan as Roman's fingers delved deeper, finding the perfect spot with the ease of practice.

"Here comes seven," Roman murmured against her breast. Then he paused, moving back enough to meet Sasha's gaze. "Like... our Becky? Irish Becky?

"Mmhmm." Sasha rocked her hips against Roman's hand as best she could, shoulders clenching when her climax hit.

Roman rose to his feet, cupping Sasha's chin to make her look up at him. "She has a membership? She's into... this?" With his free hand, he gestured around their rented suite. Aside from the spreader bar, the bed also had built-in restraints, and there was a sex swing in the corner beside the X-cross. He figured most wrestlers had one kink or another just by the very nature of their profession, but he hadn't put much thought into who might enjoy what.

Sasha grinned up at him, full of teeth and temptation. "Why do you think she always has cuffs with her gear? Or bracelets, at least?"

"Lots of people wear cuffs....." Roman threaded his fingers through Sasha's hair and tugged hard enough to make her gasp. Her answer had simply conjured more questions. Had Sasha and Becky fucked? Sounded like it, or at least they talked about sex enough for Sasha to know what Becky liked. Did Becky like women? Roman knew she'd had boyfriends—some of them had come to events and he hadn't particularly cared for any of them—but he hadn't heard her talk about any girlfriends. Four Horsewomen, he reminded himself; the name could be more than just a throwback to Charlotte's father's old faction. "Have you two...?" He stopped partially because he didn't know how to finish, but mostly because he wanted to hear Sasha's take on it.

"Mmhmm." She leaned forward and flicked out her tongue, just catching the tip of his cock before he stepped back. "Don't worry. She's bi, she has some kinks you'll find fun, and she likes threesomes—given the proper company, of course." Grinning, Sasha added, "And if you're really good, she starts swearing in Irish."