Feeling his cock press against his jeans, he did a quick round to check the doors and windows were secured. It was late afternoon, so the sun was still streaming in. He felt safer in the sunlight.
He paused for a moment and gathered himself. Right now, he had a Dom to dominate.
He’d never thought he’d think those words.
Cole lay on the bed, his eyes closed as he did his best to fight the need to come. He’d put his hands above his head as instructed, but fuck it was killing him. The desire to reach down and curl his fingers through her hair, to guide her movements, to roll her onto her back so he could fuck her face . . .
One day.
For now, do as you’re told.
“Christ, little bit, your mouth feels so good. You don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
Keira made a happy humming sound. Where was Julian? Because if he didn’t hurry up, Cole was going to come. He wondered if that “no coming without permission” rule still applied.
Of course, it does. Your ass is likely toast if you come right now.
Worth it. It would definitely be worth it.
But before he could make the decision to let go, Julian walked into the room.
“Good girl, kitten,” he murmured, moving to the bottom of the bed. He set down the things he was carrying to run his hand down her ass. She was kneeling between Cole’s open legs, working her mouth up and down his cock. “Ease up for a minute now.”
She pulled back with a murmur of protest, turning to Julian. He cupped the side of her face then leaned down to kiss her. Cole watched hungrily, wanting to join in but knowing he shouldn’t move.
Fuck.
Julian drew back as Keira was reaching for his T-shirt. “No, kitten. Leave that. Put these things on the bedside table for me.” He looked over at Cole as he handed Keira some of the items he’d put down.
Cole swallowed as he saw lube, condoms, an anal plug, eye mask, and a cock ring being placed in Keira’s hands.
Oh, shit.
Julian kept hold of a pair of handcuffs and a short rope. He moved to kneel on the other side of the bed from Keira. “What’s your safeword?”
“Red.”
“Good. Same as kitten’s. You’ll both use it if you need to.”
Keira rolled her eyes, and Cole raised an eyebrow at her surprisingly bratty reaction.
“Kitten, you’ve just added an extra five to the spanking you already earned earlier today for not telling me about the pain pills. That means you’re up to twenty-five.”
Keira gasped. “But, Sir—”
“Arguing will only get more added,” Julian said sternly.
She bit her lower lip. “Yes, Sir. Sorry.”
“Good girl. Now I want you to get busy sucking Cole’s dick again. You sure you don’t want to change your mind and add any limits on what we can do to you?” Julian asked Cole.
“I’m sure,” Cole replied as Julian secured the rope to the headboard. Keira slipped the head of his cock into her mouth.
Christ. Fuck. Hell.
He gritted his teeth together as his balls burned with the need for release. Julian attached the handcuffs to the short length of rope then secured them around Cole’s wrists. He was bound but could still move around as far as the rope would allow.
“I love watching her suck you off,” Julian murmured to him. “You’re so hard and aching right now, aren’t you? I bet it burns, not being able to come.”
Yeah, he could say that.
Julian leaned in and kissed him. Cole let out a murmur of pleasure, kissing him back.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you, Cole. Please don’t make me regret letting you back in.”
A surge of hope filled Cole. Was he saying what he thought he was?
“I can’t promise anything. But I wouldn’t have let you into our bed if I didn’t think something more might come from this.” Julian brushed back his hair. “I owe you that much truth. As much as I tell myself to not feel anything for you, I can’t. I just . . . I won’t have her hurt again, Cole. I can’t have her hurt again.”
“I won’t do that. To either of you.”
Julian just studied him for a moment, as though trying to read him. Then he kissed him again before pulling back and sitting up.
“Keira, let his cock go. Good girl,” he praised her as she released Cole’s shaft with a pop. “Cole roll over and get onto your knees. I’m going to plug your ass while Keira keeps giving you a blow job. Kitten, please put the blindfold on Cole.”
“Yes, Sir,” Keira replied happily.
“Cole, you refer to me as Sir as well.”
“Yes, Sir,” Cole replied.
“You said you’ve never had anal sex but have you had your ass plugged before?” Julian asked.
“Yes, during the training sessions at the club, Sir.”
“Been spanked? Paddled? Blindfolded.”
“Yes, Sir, to all three.”
“Good. Do you need to use your safeword?”
He wasn’t backing out now.
“No, Sir.” He rolled over and got into position on his knees. He leaned his forearms against the mattress.
He felt a soft touch as Keira ran her hand down his back. Then she leaned in, her mouth tickling his ear. “You okay?”
“Yeah, little bit. I’m all good.”
She settled the blindfold over his eyes, and he took in a deep breath. Being blindfolded made him rely on his other senses more. It was a higher level of vulnerability. But he trusted these two fully. Not an easy thing for him.
“Keira, can you please lube up the plug.”
“Okay,” Keira replied.
“Okay, Sir,” Julian growled back at her.
“Okay, Sir. Oh, this is quite a large plug to start with. Are you sure Cole can take it?”
“It’s smaller than my cock and he’s going to take that,” Julian replied.
Cole’s breath came harder. Faster. Fuck. He could almost come from those words alone. Julian placed his hand on Cole’s ass, squeezing. “Why have you never had a cock up your ass before, Cole?” Julian ran his finger down the seam of Cole’s ass.
“Because I don’t want any man’s cock there but yours. Sir.”
There was a brief moment of silence.
“But you want Julian’s cock there?” Keira asked in a hesitant voice.
“Oh, hell yes,” he said with a groan. “Christ, can we stop talking about it before I come?”
“No coming without permission,” Julian told him then slapped his ass. “And no trying to top from the bottom.”
Cole tensed. Being plugged, being fucked by Julian, that stuff he was more than all right with. Being handcuffed and blindfolded was harder to take.
Being spanked? Really fucking hard to take.
But you deserve it. And he had a feeling the guilt he carried might be lessened by the end of the night.
Julian’s hand landed several times on his ass. Yeah, not fucking pleasant at all. To his surprise, the spanking stopped after just a few slaps. As though sensing his confusion, Julian spoke.
“I can tell you’re not into it.”
Okay. That did surprise him. Julian was an honorable guy. But still, he’d thought he would go for his pound of flesh. Punish Cole.
Then he felt his ass cheeks being parted, lube being squirted on his back hole. Holy crap. It had been a while since he’d been played with there. During his training sessions, it had been fucking awkward as hell having a stranger touch him, plug him. It hadn’t turned him on at all.
Right now, his dick was hard enough to pound nails.
A finger slowly penetrated his back hole.
“Oh, hell, that’s so hot,” Keira muttered. “Sir, can I watch? Please?”
“Hmm,” Julian said he moved his finger in and out of Cole’s ass. “You haven’t been a very good girl.”
“I have, Sir.”
Shit. Hell. Christ. Another finger was added, ratcheting up his desire.
“Cole, you’
re still not to come without permission.”
Yeah. He got that. Holy hell. He only hoped he could manage it. Just as well Keira didn’t have her mouth on his cock because he was pretty certain he wouldn’t be able to hold back.
“Right, kitten, hand me the plug.”
Julian’s fingers slipped free of his ass and Cole moaned. Keira ran her hand lightly over his back, as though trying to soothe him.
It didn’t work.
“Relax. Here’s the tip. Very good. Nice and easy. That’s it. Deep breath in and now let it out slowly,” Julian spoke soothingly to Cole as he pushed the plug steadily into his asshole. It stretched him. Burned slightly. But wasn’t totally painful. Cole relaxed as much as he could.
“Oh, God. Sir, that’s so completely hot. When you fuck him, I get to watch, right?” Keira asked eagerly.
Cole let out a bark of laughter. No jealousy from their girl.
“My little voyeur,” Julian said fondly. “There. It’s fully in now. Kitten, suck his cock. Cole, you ever taken a man’s cock in your mouth?”
“No,” Cole bit out as Keira surrounded his shaft with her wet mouth. “Sir.”
Christ. Christ.
“Do you want to tonight?” Julian murmured.
“Hell, yes. Sir.” He appreciated Julian asking. That wasn’t the terms of their agreement for the night.
“Good. Because I’m fucking dying to feel your mouth around my dick. Kitten, keep going. Good girl. Soon, we’ll take care of you.”
Keira murmured her agreement around Cole’s dick. Jesus.
His breathing came in sharp pants. This was agonizing. The weight on the bed shifted. A rustle of clothing. Then he felt Julian settled himself in front of him.
Hell. What he wouldn’t give to see the other man right now.
“Open up,” Julian commanded.
Cole opened his mouth and Julian’s cock slipped in.
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Damn it.
She couldn’t see. That wasn’t cool. She wanted to watch Cole taking Julian into his mouth. Desperately.
“Good. Fuck, you feel so good,” Julian told Cole with a groan. “Kitten, make our boy come.”
She thought Cole probably objected to being called a boy. But it felt so right to call him theirs. She hummed as she took his cock deeply, squeezing her hand around the base of him. She moved her other hand to his balls, touching him lightly since she knew he had to be in pain with how much he’d been teased today.
Cole started to thrust, and she relaxed her throat. He drove deep and with a muted roar, he came in her mouth. She swallowed him down, humming with pleasure. Christ, she loved doing that for him. Her hand drifted down to her pussy. Just a few flicks of her clit . . .
“Bad kitten,” Julian barked.
She whimpered. Drat. Caught.
“Remove your hand from your clit and go stand in the corner.”
No. Not corner time! That was the worst! She’d rather have a spanking. She moved her hand away from her clit quickly then slid off the bed.
“Sir, please not corner time,” she begged, watching hungrily as Cole took Julian’s cock into his mouth. So hot. So incredibly hot. If she was stuck in the corner, she wouldn’t get to see this.
That punishment was way worse than the crime deserved, in her humble opinion.
“Corner time. Now. Keep arguing and you don’t get to come tonight.”
She squeaked and moved into the corner.
“Nose in the corner, ass out,” Julian told her. “Been too long since you had some corner time, hasn’t it? We’ll have to remedy that.”
Nooo.
This was brutal.
She had to stand there, trying not to fidget as Julian made noises filled with pleasure. As her clit throbbed and her nipples ached.
Why did she have to go and touch herself? She knew Julian wouldn’t leave her hanging. Why did she have to be so impatient?
“All right, kitten, you can turn around.”
She spun, wincing as her knee protested.
“Careful,” Julian barked.
Cole slid his mouth from Julian’s shaft, turning his head as though trying to see what she’d done even though he was still blindfolded.
Julian slid out from where he’d been sitting in front of Cole. He wore his T-shirt, and the bottom of it caught on his thick, hard cock. He slipped off Cole’s blindfold before he walked over to her and wrapped his hands around her waist. “Are you all right? Did you hurt yourself?”
“I’m all right. Just moved too fast.”
He studied her. “Are you just saying you’re okay or are you telling the truth?”
Shit. Her need to pretend everything was okay meant her own husband was doubting her word. She reached up with her hand, cupping his cheek. “I’m telling the truth. I promise.”
He watched her for a moment then gave a nod. “There’s no reason to be in such a rush. Cole’s going nowhere.” He winked at her as Cole let out a low groan.
She looked around Julian’s shoulders to smile at Cole. “It was so hot watching you take his cock in your mouth.” She fanned herself.
Cole sent her a grin.
Julian gave her a slap on the ass. “Go sit where I was. Cole can lick your pussy while I take his ass.”
Fuck. She swore she nearly came then and there. She had to fight hard to move slowly and not skip as she made her way over to Cole. Then she realized she wouldn’t be able to watch Julian take his ass from that angle.
“Sir?”
“Yes?” Julian asked as he moved to the bottom of the bed. He ran his hands over Cole’s ass cheeks.
“Can I watch you take him first?” She gave him a pleading look.
“Hmm. You haven’t been very well behaved, so I should say no.”
“Please, Sir,” she begged. “I’ll be so good from now on. I promise.”
She crossed her fingers behind her back then heard a snort. Turning she looked at Cole and realized he’d seen her.
“She was crossing her fingers behind her back, wasn’t she?” Julian asked.
“Yep.”
She glared at Cole. Way to rat her out. He just winked back at her. God, he made a delicious sight with his ass high in the air, the flared head of the plug sticking out, his hands bound.
“You’re a little brat who is getting her ass reddened later,” Julian told her. “But you can watch me take him.”
He walked over to her. “Get a condom and the lube. Put the condom on me. Good. Now coat me in the lube.”
She squirted the lube into the palm of her hand then ran it over his hard shaft. He shuddered, and leaned in to whisper in her ear, “I want you to keep an eye on Cole as I enter him. Make certain he’s okay.”
Warmth filled her at Julian’s caring. She nodded, smiling up at him. He kissed her lightly before drawing away.
“Baby, put that cock ring on Cole, would you? Then play with him until he’s nice and hard.”
Oh goody.
Julian nearly smiled as Cole groaned. He untied the rope that secured him to the headboard, but kept his hands secured in the cuffs. Then he moved back to the foot of bed.
“Cole, shuffle back here.” The bed sat low to the ground and since Julian was a tall guy, Cole’s ass was pretty much at the perfect height for him to take him while standing here. Grasping the base of the plug, he gently twisted it as Keira reached under to slip the cock ring around the base of the other man’s dick.
He heard Cole’s breath come in hard pants. Keira was obviously playing with his cock. Fuck. Now he wanted to be the one to watch. But he wanted to sink himself into the other man’s ass more. He slid the plug out of his ass, placing it on the floor. He’d take care of it later.
“Is he hard, kitten?” he asked Keira.
“Oh, yes. The cock ring isn’t going anywhere.”
“Good. Stand back and watch.” He waited until she stood alongside the bed, in position to both watch him fucking Cole and to keep an eye on the other man. He pushed his c
ock into his ass slowly. Prepared to stop at any sign of pain.
Keira gave him a thumbs up and a happy smile. “Cole, you good?” he asked.
“Christ, yes. Move. I need more of you.”
Well, far be it from him to deny him. Sweat coated his skin and he wished he could take off his T-shirt, but he wasn’t ready for that yet. He strained to keep his movements slow and steady when he wanted to move fast and hard. Finally, he slipped fully inside, pushed in deeply.
He grasped hold of Cole’s hips, holding him still. “Fuck, you feel so damn good.”
Cole grunted. “Feel better if you moved.”
Julian just shook his head and reaching under, he gave the other man’s cock a few jacks with his hand.
Cole groaned. “Shit. Shit.”
“Kitten, go give Cole something to do with his mouth. I think he could use a distraction and your pretty pussy is perfect.”
Keira smiled as she got into place at the head of the bed, her legs spread wide. Cole didn’t need any further direction; he dropped his head to suckle on her nipple as Julian pulled out of his ass and then drove himself back inside him.
Hell. Yes. So good. So incredibly good.
He drew out. Slammed forward. Hearing Cole’s groan, he reached under again to find him hard and aching. Perfect.
By now, Cole’s mouth was buried between Keira’s legs. She was flushed, flyaway pieces of hair clinging to her sweaty forehead.
“Please, Sir, can I come?” she begged.
“Not yet. You come with me, kitten.”
She groaned. But he had no mercy. Fuck, maybe he should have been wearing a cock ring because he felt like he was about to blow his load after just a few pumps. He moved faster. Harder.
His breathing grew erratic. Need pooled low in his stomach.
“Get ready, kitten. You come when I tell you to. Understand me?”
“Yes, Sir. Please. I need to come.”
He drove back, slammed forward. Pulled back, pushed himself deep. So. Fucking. Good. With a roar that filled the room, he came.
“Now, kitten. Now!”
Keira threw her head back with a cry, her hands clinging to Cole’s shoulders as she found her own release. Julian breathed heavily, resisting the urge to collapse on the bed in a heap.
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