by Kit Rocha
"So make the right ones." Lex could feel it, the weight of Dallas's fierce stare, as she leaned up as far as she could reach and bit Mad's shoulder.
It drove a rasping curse from him as his fingers tightened in her hair, but Ace returned before she could savor her triumph. "I love these nipple rings," he said, dangling one in front of her. The delicate silver circle was decorated with stylized flames and the outline of a fierce-looking skull that almost matched the one inked on their wrists. He winked at her before addressing Dallas. "Tell me I get to be the one to put them on, boss."
Mad didn't loosen his grip on her hair, but Lex didn't need to see Dallas to imagine the look on his face, not when his voice carried such heat and promise. "Well, Lexie? Do you want Ace's mouth on your tits? That's how he wants to do it, you know. Nestle that ring around the tip of your nipple and suck until it's all snug and tight."
She tried to answer, but the sudden, wet rasp of a tongue over the hood of her clit stole her breath. The constant stimulation coupled with the distraction had her spinning, struggling to keep up with her body's reactions.
The chains around her wrists rattled as she arched, seeking the promise of Dallas's words. "I want it." An answer to the question, and a declaration of so much more.
Cool silver nestled around the tip of one nipple and then the other with barely enough pressure to tingle. Her only warning was Mad's hand releasing her hair before two mouths latched on to her.
No, four. Noelle and Jasper licking her pussy, Mad and Ace sucking her nipples to aching, caged points. Panting, Lex lifted her head far enough to see Dallas.
He smiled and pressed one hand against his fly, where his cock strained his jeans. "They can lick you, darling. They can stroke you and suck you and pet you, but they can't have you. The only question now is how many times I'm gonna watch you come before I get my cock in you."
Lex didn't know what would be worse--if he made her wait through orgasm after orgasm, or if he jumped in before the others had wrung every ounce of pleasure from her limp body.
She swallowed hard, every nerve ending alive, electric. "You want me over the edge before you fuck me. You know you do."
"Yeah. Doesn't make you any less greedy, but I like you that way." He slid his thumb over his belt, like he was considering unbuckling it, then stretched his arm out along the back of the couch again. "Jas? Show Noelle how to put on Lex's last bit of jewelry."
His answering rumble vibrated through Lex as he licked her one last time and sucked on her clit. Not hard enough to get her off, but enough to make her muscles ache as she chased his retreating mouth with a buck of her hips. "Fuck, Jasper, don't stop."
He ignored her entreaty in favor of pinching the slick inner lips of her pussy. "Just...like this," he whispered, guiding Noelle's hesitant fingers.
A different sort of pinch sent a shudder ripping through Lex. Cool metal on hot flesh, the unyielding bite of the jewelry holding her clit exposed and hard.
As if it wasn't intense enough, Ace slipped one hand down her body to tug gently on her new adornment. "Poor Lex. All dolled up, and no chance to come."
An honest-to-Christ whimper escaped her, and she bit her tongue.
"Lex." Dallas's voice, rough and commanding. "Look at me, Lex."
Her body moved, an instantaneous obedience that required no thought. No will but his.
He was leaning forward, almost straining toward her, his eyes glazed and heavy. Hungry. "Every touch is because of me. Their hands, their mouths. My gift to you. Let me see how much you love it, Lexie. Let me see you let go."
Ace bent his head to her breasts again, and Noelle teased Lex with another slow, leisurely lick. A rush of pleasure tilted her head back, but Mad clenched his hand in her hair and forced her gaze back to Dallas.
Pure lust burned in his eyes, a need that matched her own. His words were truth--others were touching her, bringing her pleasure, but every bit of it ultimately came from Dallas.
Everything.
Mad sucked a tiny line of kisses up the side of her neck, then closed his teeth in a sharp bite that shocked her into a shudder that didn't stop. It couldn't, not with every inch of her body on high alert and vibrating with the promise of a painfully intense orgasm.
Dallas inclined his head as if nodding permission, but his echoed words were nothing short of command. "Let go."
It wasn't until Jasper pushed her hips down that Lex realized she'd arched off the chair. Her muscles shook, everything throbbed--and then it all snapped in a screaming rush of relief and release. The almost electric shock of it sizzled through her in jagged, clutching waves, carried and prolonged by tongues, whispers. Groans.
"That's right," a feminine voice finally murmured against her cheek. Soft fingers stroked Lex's face as she trembled through the aftermath of pleasure. Bliss, warmth--and smooth skin sliding over hers. When she opened her eyes Noelle was there, straddling her lap and tracing Lex's lower lip with her thumb. "That was so hot."
Lex could barely breathe. "Christ. Dallas doesn't fuck around."
"No, he doesn't." Noelle glanced over her shoulder, and Lex caught a hint of the teasing smile the younger woman flashed at him. "I wonder if we can get him off the couch if we play a little..."
Ace laughed from where he'd sprawled out on a cushion next to the chair. "Princess, no one's going to interrupt if you start giving Lex a lap dance. Except Jas, maybe, because he's a joy killer."
Jasper responded with a lazy stretch. "You know you want a piece of me, you jealous asshole."
"Of course he does," Noelle said blithely. Her eyes lit with hungry excitement as she brushed her thumb over Lex's nipple, pinching it against the silver ring nestled around it. "Do you, Lex? Do you want Jas and Dallas to fuck you at the same time?"
So much anticipation in those breathless words, but Lex didn't get a chance to respond. A low growl rumbled over them from the direction of the couch, and leather creaked. "Jas knows better than to get his dick anywhere near Lex."
"Someday, honey," she promised instead, the whisper as much for Dallas as it was for Noelle.
Laughing, Noelle ducked her head. Her tongue circled Lex's nipple, tracing the ring before flicking over the tight peak.
Lex shivered. If she'd had her hands free, she'd have cradled Noelle's head, though whether she would have pulled her closer or pushed her away, she didn't know. "I need a damn cigarette."
"Cigarettes are for afterwards," Dallas drawled. A tiny smile played at the corner of his mouth. "And if you've still got brains enough to string words together, then we're just getting started. Ace?"
"Yeah, boss?"
Dallas crooked a finger, and Ace rolled to his feet and padded toward the couch. The whispers they exchanged were low, too low for Lex to hear.
A renewed surge of heat distracted her as Mad dragged Noelle's head over to her other nipple and urged her to suck harder. She obeyed eagerly, and Mad laughed hoarsely when Lex cursed through clenched teeth. "God, girl. You were wasted in Eden. So much hunger. No wonder Lex snatched you up."
Noelle's lips curved into a smile against her breast, and a heartbeat later soft fingers stroked down her belly. "Dallas wants her to come," Noelle replied innocently. "I'm just being obedient."
But Lex recognized the look on Dallas's face, calculating and already smug. "Oh, he has plans for you, baby girl."
His grin widened. "Back off, Mad. I want Noelle to show us just how obedient she is. How long should we give her--two minutes? One?" Dallas's stare burned through Lex. "What do you say, Jas? How fast can your girl get Lex off?"
"Lex is revved up." Jasper surveyed her, his lazy appraisal raising goose bumps on her skin. "One minute, tops. Faster if you let Noelle use her fingers."
"No fingers," Dallas countered. "You feeling confident, kitten?"
Noelle hovered over Lex, their mouths barely an inch apart. "Do you want my fingers?" she whispered. "Do you want something inside you as badly as I do?"
"You know it," Lex answered
, just as quietly. "Like I know you're hoping Dallas spanks your ass."
"As long as we're all getting what we want." She grinned before kissing Lex soundly. Her next kiss landed on Lex's chin, then her throat. She skated over the leather collar and worked her way down, leaving Lex with an unobstructed view of Dallas.
He was watching her. Not them--her, as if the woman sliding to her knees had ceased to exist. Dallas had never held himself back from admiring Noelle before, but there was something different in him tonight. He was holding himself back from everything, saving every scrap of intensity and every bit of focus for her.
His cock still strained his jeans, but he didn't touch it this time. Just held her gaze as Noelle made herself comfortable between Lex's thighs, then spoke a single word. "Go."
Noelle went. Slick. Wet. Hot and clever. Lex had taught her all the ways to tease arousal to life, and Noelle used them all, alternating firm licks with light flicks of her tongue, and making evil use of the fact that Lex's clit was still pinched and exposed. In seconds, Lex was lifting her hips, rocking up to meet every clever, delicious caress.
But Dallas shook his head, and she saw the command in his eyes. Don't come.
"Oh, fuck you," she moaned, stilling her movements. "You can't be serious."
He didn't get a chance to answer. Either Noelle guessed his game, or she'd simply had enough of behaving. Her lips closed around Lex's clit as her fingers slipped inside. Two and then three, pumping fast and sure enough to drive Lex over the edge.
And yet.
Lex clenched her hands into fists that dug into her lower back, distracting her from the pleasure. She wanted to ignore his imperious, unspoken demand, but her body wouldn't let her. Any other time, she'd have been coming in Noelle's mouth already.
But here, now, all she could do was think, Dallas told me not to. In that moment she hated herself, hated him.
Shaking, she opened her eyes. Dallas hissed out a sharp breath, and then he was there. He looped one arm around Noelle and hauled her out of the way, ignoring her startled noise.
Lex barely had time to draw in a breath before it was Dallas's hand between her thighs, Dallas's fingers pumping a fast, demanding rhythm. His other hand sank into her hair, dragging her head back until she stared up into his eyes. "It's okay, Lexie. Let go now."
He was beautiful, gorgeous--hers. "You suck," she managed, her voice hoarse from strain.
He smiled, feral and smug and somehow still fond. "I know."
Then he crooked his fingers inside her, rubbing over her G-spot, and a second orgasm crashed through her. No slow buildup, not this time. It was quick and hard, from start to finish, like getting thrown against the door of a car that was spinning out of control.
By the time the thundering waves began to recede, she was dizzy. Her jaw ached from clenching it, and she wanted to wrap her arms around Dallas and hold on tight. Instead he wrapped his arms around her, and someone must have unclipped her ankle cuffs from the chair, because he plucked her up and brought her back to the couch with him.
He settled down with her tucked sideways across his lap and her head resting under his chin. "Jas, do something about your little troublemaker."
"You knew what you were getting when you invited us," Jasper replied, idly stroking Noelle's hair. Suddenly, his hand followed the line of her back and landed on her ass in a quick, hard slap.
Noelle moaned, then turned to face Lex with a breathless laugh. "See? Everybody wins."
"Everybody," Lex agreed weakly. Her limbs felt heavy, her arms still trapped behind her back and her legs shaking.
Laughter tickled over Lex as Dallas's chest rumbled under her. He stroked her hair, trailing his fingers through the disheveled strands as if combing them into place. "I'm not finished with you, kitten. You're full of wicked ideas tonight. Putting your fingers where they don't belong, trying to get Jas to fuck Lex with me. Like the idea, do you?"
Noelle flushed and squirmed self-consciously, but she didn't lie. "It sounds intense."
"Mmm." Dallas's next stroke smoothed past the end of Lex's hair, sliding down until his fingertips traced the curve of her breast. "Has Jas ever fucked your ass, kitten?"
The pink in Noelle's cheeks deepened to red. "No."
Dallas laughed. "She has no idea, does she, Lexie?"
"Not yet." But she could, so easily.
"You'd like to watch that, wouldn't you?" Dallas caught Lex's chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to meet his gaze. "No," he amended after a moment. "You wouldn't want to just watch. You'd want to be the one preparing her, working her open, seeing how big you could make those eyes get."
Noelle's eyes still went wide when Lex could manage to shock her--big and blue, darkening all too soon with pleasure and newfound lust. "I'd help," she said. "If Noelle wanted me to be a part of it."
One brow jumped up, as if Dallas couldn't imagine that being a consideration. "Why wouldn't she?"
Noelle choked on a laugh, but her expression was more eager than amused. "Jas never seems to mind, does he?"
Lex licked her lips. "Only if I don't do it right."
Dallas curled a hand under one of her thighs and dragged it wide, twisting her in his lap until she sat with her back snug against his chest and her legs spread open, held apart by his knees. Her hands still nestled behind her, her fingers brushing his rock-hard erection.
"Tonight, you watch," he told her, cupping her breasts. The rings on her nipples weren't tight enough to hurt, but they were still sensitive, and the flick of his thumbs left her squirming. "If you can focus."
She flexed her hands and snagged his zipper with her fingertip. It would serve him right if she managed to get her hand around his dick and jerk him off. See how well he could focus then.
He stiffened, but he didn't stop her questing fingers. Now that she was facing forward again, she could see why Ace and Mad had fallen silent--and why Noelle seemed so flustered. Ace was sprawled out next to Jasper and Noelle, his head tilted back as Mad stroked a lazy hand over his cock. Noelle watched, wide-eyed, her lower lip caught between her teeth.
Jasper chuckled and spoke, close to her ear. "Want to help, sweetheart? Turn the tables on Ace and get your sweet little tongue on him?"
Oh, she wanted to. Belonging to Jasper had made her so bold. She rolled from his lap and crawled across the intervening space, turning what should have been a submissive movement into a fierce predator's stalk.
Lex had seen that promise in her long before anyone else had.
Mad greeted Noelle with a smile and gripped the base of Ace's shaft, holding his cock steady as Noelle flicked her tongue over the head. Ace groaned, his muscles standing out as he tensed, and Dallas chuckled. "Look at what you created, Lexie."
Lex curled her fingers around his erection through his pants. "I didn't create anything. I just set it free."
"Like you're trying to do with my cock?"
Who could blame her? She'd been teased and stroked to the brink and beyond--but he still hadn't given her what she really craved. "You know what I want."
"You don't want it yet." He licked his fingers before sliding them back to her nipple. Wet. Rough. He circled and tugged, building sensation slowly this time, as if he knew exactly what she could take and what was too much. "I'm gonna make you come. I'm gonna feel your ass squirming against my dick, and maybe I'll watch Jas fuck Noelle into next week while I'm at it. I'm gonna hold on to my self-control as long as I fucking can. And when I can't..."
She held her breath until her lungs burned, but he didn't elaborate. "When you can't? What happens then?"
His mouth brushed the sensitive spot where her neck joined her shoulder. Teeth grazed her skin. "Then Lord have mercy on you, Lexie love. Because I won't."
No, he wouldn't, because now she understood. He may have set out to fulfill this fantasy for her, but there was something he needed from it, too. Something beyond the bondage and the games, beyond the orgasms. Even beyond Jasper absently rubbing his thumb ove
r the inside of Lex's ankle as Noelle and Mad traced their tongues up and down the glistening length of Ace's dick.
Dallas was testing himself.
Lex flexed her leg in Jasper's grip and opened her thighs wider.
Dallas laughed. "Legs up," he instructed, lifting her high enough for her to obey. She wound up kneeling, her knees pressing into the cushions as his legs urged hers wide.
As Dallas slid his hands up to her arms, Noelle raised her head and met Lex's gaze over the gleaming, wet head of Ace's cock. Ace protested wordlessly, tangling his fingers in loose strands of her dark hair, but Noelle ignored the insistent tugging and smiled. "Make her come, Jas. For me?"
Ace groaned. "You inked fuckers are impossible. Can't even get through a blowjob without stopping to coo at each other. Where're your damn manners?"
Mad shut him up by swallowing half his dick, the strong column of his throat working. Lex held her breath until Ace flexed his hips with a groan, driving deeper into his mouth. "Fuck yeah, you clever bastard."
Clever. So was Dallas as he unfastened Lex's wrists only to guide them back toward her ankles. The metal clips on her cuffs hooked neatly onto the sturdy leather wrapped around her ankles, and suddenly she was trapped again, held not just open but motionless.
No leverage. No way to escape or even squirm as he curled hot, forceful hands around her inner thighs and scooted her forward, as if offering her to Jasper. "You heard your woman. But if you think you can get away with her trick with the fingers, I'll break your fucking hand."
Jas turned his gaze up to Lex. "He's even bossier than usual when you're naked."
From his smug, easy smile, he knew exactly why. "Takes a possessive bastard to know one," she murmured.
"That's right." He smoothed both hands up the front of her body, plucking each silver ring off her nipples. Before she had a chance to recover from the stinging rush of sensation, he doubled it by dropping his fingers to the metal hugging her clit and working it free, slowly and carefully. He tossed the metal aside and licked his lower lip.
Oh God. It was one thing to have Jasper lick her pussy, and another to have him do it with the hard heat of Dallas's body at her back. She could feel every movement, every intake of breath, and it twisted up inside her, forming a knot of anticipation.