Punishing The Players (Spiritual Discipline Book 1)

by Ivy Barrett

  He moaned, unable to force his gaze away from the sight of her breasts blanketing his aching cock. “This isn’t exactly how I pictured it.” Chase pressed harder and she moved her legs apart, creating a longer stroke. Josiah gasped, shuddering as sensations curled up his shaft and deep into his abdomen.

  “How did you picture it?” She grasped his hips, steadying herself as she bounced up and down.

  “You were tied to your bed and I was straddling your chest.”

  Chase chuckled, his thumbs teasing her nipples as his fingers maintained firm pressure around the swell of her breasts. “He always wants to be on top.”

  “Tell me about your grandmother.” Josiah sounded strangled, but he desperately needed a distraction. Their choice was too provoking, too insightful. His balls tightened and his ass clenched as each silken stroke forced him closer to release.

  “Gran was a bona fide hippie. She honestly believed love shouldn’t be limited by race, gender, cultural background, or any form of forced morality. As long as everyone involved in a sexual situation was a consenting adult, she saw no reason for rules. She didn’t believe in monogamy or shame.”

  Chase looked into Josiah’s eyes. “It all makes sense now.” He leaned down and kissed Katie’s temple. “You seemed like a contradiction. You were so reserved, so innocent, and yet so open minded, so eager to explore. Now I understand how you could be both.”

  She smiled and arched her back, resting her head on Chase’s shoulder. “Mom whispers in one ear and Gran whispers in the other, but Gran wins every argument when I’m with you two.” She covered Chase’s hands with hers, entwining their fingers. “Fuck me, Josiah. Fuck me now.”

  Helpless to resist the invitation, Josiah adjusted his stance so he could rock his hips. He slid nearly free from the softness of her breasts, then thrust forward, driving his cock up along the oiled crevice they’d created. It was slick and warm, soft and welcoming, but still a far cry from her pussy. Rather than brood about the deficiency, he focused on the sensations created by the creative substitute. He rocked forward and back, no longer caring that he was losing the challenge. Nothing mattered but the sensory storm gathering deep inside him.

  They both watched him through passion-bright eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, her breasts still shiny from the oil. Chase caressed her nipples as Josiah sped the rhythm of his hips. He wanted to grab her, hold her tits tightly while he thrust between them. “Can I let go?”

  “No,” Chase snapped. “Accept the pleasure we give you or do without.”

  Josiah growled deep in his throat and thrust faster. He had to remain passive, surrendered, if he wanted to come. The arrangement was new and surprisingly exciting.

  “Bend your head and lick him,” Chase urged.

  She bent as he drove his cock high and her tongue stroked across his tip, disrupting his rhythm. “Oh God.” He shuddered, thighs shaking. Stubbornness alone allowed him to jerk himself back from the edge, but she did it again and again. Each time he slid up, her tongue greeted him with a flick or a little swirl. Tingling heat rolled down his shaft and tightened his balls. “Move back or I’ll come in your mouth.”

  She ignored the warning and he lost control. Her tongue circled his tip and he let go, coming in hard, spurting streams. Rather than jerking back, as he’d expected, she grabbed the base of his cock and kept him angled toward her mouth. His cum quickly coated her lips and tongue. She swallowed, then came back for more. When his balls were finally empty, she bent even lower and meticulously licked him clean. He watched in silent awe, mesmerized by the obvious pleasure she took in the selfless deed.

  “Fuck that’s hot,” Chase whispered, and Josiah grinned, in complete agreement.

  JOSIAH GRASPED KATIE’S upper arms and pulled her to her feet. She had no choice but to let go of his cock. She’d always enjoyed giving head, but there was something about these two that made her down right greedy.

  Wrapping his strong arms around her, Josiah pressed her against his body as his mouth sealed over hers. His tongue thrust boldly, undeterred by the taste of his pleasure still strong in her mouth. Once she realized her breath wouldn’t offend him, she kissed him back with equal fervor.

  Chase moved in close behind her, rubbing his cock against the small of her back. “Now it’s our turn to challenge you, while you question Josiah.” He ran his hands up and down their sides, moving freely from her to Josiah and back.

  She tensed and broke the kiss. He wanted her to ask about Josiah’s sister, a memory he never shared with anyone but Chase. “Maybe I’d rather challenge you.”

  “Not a chance.” Josiah picked her up and turned around, placing her beneath the horizontal bar. “You’ll have to be restrained. I can’t lower the bar.” He strode to the built-in cabinets and retrieved a set of velvet-lined cuffs. “What was with the lube,” he asked Chase as they worked together to secure her wrists in the leather cuffs. A length of chain connected the two and Josiah anchored the chain to the overhead bar with a large carabiner. She could move from side to side, but she couldn’t lower her arms.

  “I was going to use a toy in your ass after I got her positioned, but I got distracted,” Chase admitted with a laugh.

  “I might be able to work that into one of my scenarios.”

  “One of your scenarios?” her voice broke over the words and she tugged against the cuffs, testing their security. “How long do you intend to keep me down here?”

  He paused and looked into her eyes. “As long as you’re willing to stay.”

  Dread and tenderness spiraled through her in a dizzying tangle. How could he look so damn sincere if this wasn’t even real? “One challenge at a time.” She heard the huskiness of her voice and laughed. “I suspect this one won’t last long.”

  “No one wants this to end too easily.” An utterly wicked smile curved his lips. “That’s why we’ll help you, for a while anyway.” Chase took his place on the cushion as Josiah curved his fingers around one of her breasts. “Ask me a question, kitten. Or I’ll find something else to do with my mouth.”

  Before she could gather her thoughts enough to pose a question, Josiah sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and Chase drove his tongue up into her core. “This isn’t fair,” she cried. “I’m already turned on from challenging you.”

  Josiah released her nipple just long enough to say, “Then you get the first one free. Your challenge will start with your second orgasm.”

  Thrilled by the compromise, she canted her hips for Chase and turned her torso toward Josiah. Chase lifted one of her legs to his shoulder as Josiah moved to her other breast. After only a few tongue thrusts, Chase drifted up and teased her clit. The sensitive knot was already swollen and sensitized from their earlier activities. Josiah wasn’t the only one who had been tantalized by that situation. Katie had used the image to fuel her fantasies several time since Josiah brought it up.

  Chase closed his lips around her clit and sucked. Katie cried out and arched as pleasure lanced through her body. Her inner muscles rippled, driving the tension higher. She rode the wave until it crested, then gently drifted back down. Chase prolonged the swell with his clever tongue and Josiah exchanged his mouth for his fingers so he could watch her face.

  “You are so damn beautiful,” Josiah muttered. “I’m hard again already and that never happens.”

  She looked down and smiled. His cock wasn’t nearly as hard as it had been before, but it was definitely reacting to her. “I guess I’ll get to suck you after all.”

  He chuckled. “Not until we’ve had our fill of you.”

  “Don’t forget you’re supposed to be asking him questions,” Chase prompted with a meaningful look.

  Did she really want to know if Josiah would confide in her? She wanted to believe all this had moved beyond some silly game, but she couldn’t think of a way to find out without confronting them with what she knew.

  Tell them. Tell them now.

  She seldom ignored her inner voice, but how could s
he confront them while she was naked and bound? She had to at least get out of these wrist cuffs before she started an argument. So instead of revealing her mission, she said, “You seemed to enjoy my trip down memory lane. I think I’ll follow your example. I know a little about Chase’s family. Tell me about yours.”

  Josiah pulled Chase to his feet and whispered something into his ear then turned back to Katie. “That’s not a question.”

  Undeterred by his obstinacy, she asked, “Where did you grow up?”

  “Most claim that I haven’t grown up. Next question.”

  Chase was right. Josiah didn’t like talking about his past. “Come on. I told you about my wacky family. I want to know about yours. Were you raised by your mother, your father, or both? Where did you live as a child?”

  “Michigan.” She glared at him, so he gave in with a weary sigh. “My father was an executive for GM. He was married to a typical trophy wife. They weren’t abusive, maybe a bit neglectful, but nothing unusual for their social circle. My childhood was ordinary, boring. Move on.”

  She glanced at Chase and he gave her an easily recognizable “keep digging” look.

  “Siblings?” She did her best to sound casual. It was a natural follow-up question.

  Josiah snapped his head toward Chase and glared. “Did you tell her?”

  “Of course not. I would never betray your confidence.”

  And technically he hadn’t. He’d told her Josiah had a secret. He hadn’t told her what the secret was. “Do you really expect me to let that slide?” She flashed her warmest smile, hoping to calm him. “What were you afraid he’d told me?”

  He crossed the distance between them with two agitated strides. Then he took her face between his hands and looked deep into her eyes. “I don’t want to pollute this. Please let it go.”

  Her curious nature was fully engaged, yet she couldn’t ignore the pain in his expression. “Will you tell me later, when it’s not part of this game?”

  “Yes, I’ll tell you, but not here, not now.”

  “I’ll hold you to it.” She accented the warning with a kiss. He responded for a moment, then stepped back and lowered his arms.

  He cleared his throat and seemed to shake away the past. “I know you fantasize about being with both of us.” His voice was even and firm, but his features remained tight. “Do we take turns fucking you or are we inside you at the same time.”

  She shivered. “Depends.”

  Chase moved to the built-in storage unit and pulled open one of the drawers.

  “You’ll have to do better than that.” Josiah drew her attention back to him. He smiled, though the expression was dark and humorless. She’d unleashed something in him, something wounded and dangerous. “Depends on what?”

  “My mood. Sometimes we take turns arousing each other. Sometimes you fuck Chase while he fucks me, and sometimes you fuck me together.”

  “When we fuck you together, how do we do it?” He motioned Chase behind her before she could see what he had taken out of the drawer.

  “One is in my pussy the other my mouth.” She knew where this was leading, but wasn’t sure she wanted to go there while his mood was still so volatile.

  He leaned closer, his lips hovering over hers. “You do realize there’s another way to do it, don’t you?”

  “Yes, I’ve just never... I never thought I’d like it like that.”

  He nipped her bottom lip as Chase passed him something. He kept the object just out of her line of sight. “Shift your weight to one foot and lift the other.”

  “Are you going to prove me wrong?” She reluctantly did as he directed and his hand caught the underside of her knee, raising her foot and guiding it onto something warm and solid. She looked down and realized the surface was Chase’s thigh. He must be down on one knee behind her, which put his face much closer to her ass.

  “Lean against Chase if you need to, but give him room to move.”

  She closed her eyes and braced for the inevitable. If she wanted two male lovers, she better let go of her squeamishness. Chase was about to push something into her ass and fuck her. It better not be his cock! Her eyes flew open and she stared into the endless blackness of Josiah’s gaze.

  “They’re just toys, Katie-cat. We’re still playing by the rules.”

  But were they still playing? Her heart screamed no, but her mind wasn’t sure. This seemed too real, too intense to be part of a bet. Still—

  Josiah positioned his toy, then slowly filled her pussy. Her thoughts scattered as pleasure swelled inside her. She trembled, her gaze still locked with Josiah’s.

  “That’s right. You’re all filled up, but you’re going to take even more.”

  The silken threat sent excitement ricocheting across her nerve endings. Her inner muscles stretched around the toy Josiah had just inserted. Could she really take more?

  Josiah pressed his leg between hers, keeping the toy in place while he reached behind her and grasped her ass cheeks. She held perfectly still, unsure, yet thrilled by the forbidden nature of what they were about to do. Josiah held her open while Chase caressed and prepared her. His fingers rimmed the toy Josiah had inserted, focusing her attention on the fullness already inside her. Then he used his other hand to tease her anus. He slid over and around the tightly puckered opening, his fingers slick with lube. She squirmed, helplessly arching away from the impending invasion.

  “Be still.” Josiah’s voice growled with warning, his mood still brooding. “Focus on what he’s doing. I want you to feel everything.”

  She licked her lips and he responded to the silent plea, kissing her with far more tenderness than he was exhibiting outwardly.

  Chase took advantage of her stillness and pushed his finger well into her ass. She moaned into Josiah’s open mouth, but he didn’t release her. Chase slid his finger in and out, the motion eased by more lube. And then a second finger joined the first. So tight. So full. She’d never felt this...invaded. By the time he withdrew his fingers and pushed his toy inside her, she was restless and ready to scream.

  “I need to move,” she cried, shuddering violently.

  “Then move.” Josiah shifted his leg out of the way and grasped his toy as the tightening of her pussy tried to expel it. He thrust it back in and she cried out, surprised and yet exhilarated by the aggressive action. “This is how we want you. Together, sliding against each other, both of us inside you. Nothing feels better.”

  He lifted her leg even higher, angling it out so he could more easily fuck her with the toy. Chase stood and echoed Josiah’s strokes, pulling out as Josiah pushed in, and withdrawing as Josiah advanced. Katie hung suspended between them, helpless and overwhelmed. Her breasts swayed and her entire body throbbed with a rapidly gathering orgasm.

  “I need to come.” She wasn’t sure why she felt compelled to tell them, but the words slipped out half a second before the pleasure burst and her body exploded in rippling spasms.

  “Do it again,” Josiah ordered, and her body obeyed.

  It took a few rotations, but only a few and she was shuddering all over again.

  Lights danced in front of her eyes and her leg went weak. Chase wrapped his arm around her, just below her breasts, and pressed her shoulders against his chest. Both toys drove inward now, hard and deep. They were fucking her together, filling her together. The realization thrilled her, reawakening her shell-shocked body.

  Josiah covered her clit with his thumb gently rubbing as his gaze bore into hers. “Imagine how much better it will feel when we’re really inside you, flesh wrapped in flesh.”

  She moaned again, her head tossing from side to side. “No more.” She gasped, suddenly afraid of the intensity.

  “She’s had enough.” Chase pulled out and tossed the toy aside. “Enough!” He grabbed Josiah’s wrist and pulled his hand back, dragging his toy out as well.

  The sudden emptiness was worse than the ruthless pleasure. She whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut.

 
“Yeah,” Josiah sneered. “That’s much better.” Dropping to his knees, he lifted her and draped both legs over his shoulders, literally seating her on his face. Chase moved behind her, supporting and steadying her as Josiah devoured her pussy.

  His tongue thrust into her aching core as his top lip rubbed her clit. He sucked her wetness into his mouth and she came with a scream, shuddering again and again as hard spasms tore through her body. She went limp, unable to think much less move. He stayed right where he was, lapping up her cream like a hungry cat. It was raw and savage, so starkly animal that Katie nearly came again.

  Suddenly he shot to his feet and her legs slipped down his arms, hooking over his elbows. She braced for the thrust of his cock, terrified that she’d pushed him beyond reason. But he kissed her instead. His mouth claimed hers with the consuming demand she’d expected from his body. His tongue thrust into her mouth, pushing her taste across her tongue as the kiss went on and on.

  Without warning, her arms fell, landing hard across his shoulders. Chase must have released the clasp holding the chain to the horizontal bar.

  “Let her go, J. You’re scaring her. Hell, you’re scaring me.” Chase tried to pull her away from Josiah, but his hands moved to her ass and he pressed her even tighter against his pelvis. His cock dug into her belly, an inescapable ridge mere inches from where it needed to be.

  She tried to turn her head, but he growled and caught her bottom lip between his teeth. As soon as she returned to her original position, he released her lip. “Beg me.”

  The demand sent temptation surging through her body and her core tightened hard enough to make her groan. “No.” She jerked her head to the side, narrowly escaping another nip. If she didn’t stop him now, there would be no turning back. She’d be well and truly snared in her own trap.

  “Let me, Katie. I know you want this too.”

  The pleading was even worse than the angry demand. She unhooked her arms from around his neck and threw her weight back toward Chase. “Put. Me. Down!”