by Kit Rocha
She shivered, and Dallas admired the flush that swept over her body. The first time they'd all fallen into his bed, every touch had shocked Noelle into wide-eyed trembling. Shedding her innocence hadn't changed that, only now it was anticipation that made her shake.
Lex licked her cheek and parted her folds, holding her open to Jas's gaze—and his mouth. He took the invitation, growling as he licked and sucked her exposed flesh.
Lex dragged her tongue over Noelle's cheek again. “You still taste like Dallas.”
Dallas damn near moaned. “Where else does she taste like me?”
“I should find out.” Lex dropped open kisses to Noelle's face and chin, then centered on her lips in a fast, hard kiss that was all flashing tongues and lust. “Definitely here.” She moved on, down, until her lips hovered just shy of Noelle's puckered nipple. “I bet here, too.”
“Oh God—” Noelle's words broke on a hoarse cry as Jas did something that made her whole body buck. “Lex, Lex I'm going to—”
Lex squeezed her breast and sucked her nipple into her mouth.
Noelle cried out, and Dallas had to tighten his grip on her wrists to keep her from squirming away. The best part of playing with Noelle was how quickly she responded if you got her head in the right place, and Lex was a master at it.
She didn't need any help. He could have lounged back to enjoy the show, but Lex had told him to be selfish. And sometimes it was just too much damn fun to turn Noelle's face pink. “If you tasted like Lex, I'd probably lick you all over, too.”
Lex groaned and scratched his arm. “You're terrible.”
Dallas laughed and traced Noelle's parted lips with his free hand. “Am I terrible, kitten?”
“No,” she gasped. Her tongue darted out to greet his fingertips, hot and eager.
Which gave him a better idea. “You want to taste her too, Noelle?”
“Yes, yes.” She tilted her head back, baring her throat. “Please.”
“You want her to crawl up your body and let you bury your face in her pussy, don't you?”
Noelle moaned, either at the image he'd conjured or at what Jas was doing—probably both. Her cheeks flushed as she nodded jerkily. “Yes.”
“Too bad.” He ignored her noise of protest and kept tracing her lips. “You don't get her pussy until she and Jas are done with yours. Does she, Lex?”
“All in good time, honey.” She lifted her wet fingers and pushed them between Noelle's lips. “All in good time.”
The denial only deepened Noelle's flush as she licked her own taste from Lex's fingers. And even exhaustion couldn't keep Dallas's cock down, not with the lazy way Lex pumped her fingers in and out of Noelle's mouth.
He loved her like this. Powerful. Filthy. He loved her easy dominance over Noelle as much as he loved the moments when she finally bent for him. Hell, the dominance made her submission that much sweeter.
And she had Noelle in the palm of her hand. The girl's noises were frantic now, still muffled by Lex's fingers, but he'd heard her come enough times to know she was close. Jas was still between her legs, working her with his tongue and his fingers, with a familiarity only eclipsed by his need.
When she came, it was explosive. It always was. She held nothing back, screaming and writhing so hard that Dallas almost lost his grip on her wrists.
Jas pulled back and flipped her over. She landed on her stomach, still shuddering, half hanging off the bed, and he held her there with one broad hand while he opened his pants with the other. “How does she get it, Lex?”
“Slow,” she answered, casting a wicked glance at Dallas. “We don't want her too out of her head to use her mouth anymore. Not yet.”
“Filthy woman.” Dallas stroked his fingers down Lex's back, tugging at the filmy fabric that still hugged her body. “Take this off.”
“Anything for you.” She tangled her fingers in the hem and pulled it up, slowly baring what the damn thing had barely covered in the first place.
He couldn't help it. Couldn't stop himself. He caught her arm, dragged her against him, and sank his fingers into her hair. “I'm going to be selfish for a second,” he murmured.
Her soft smile was pure, unguarded Alexa. “Good.”
He loved kissing that smile. It was different. Sweeter. Their lips brushed, barely parted, and even when he licked her lower lip and delved deeper, she didn't fight him for control of the kiss.
Dallas loved the challenge of her. Sweet God, he loved the challenge—but not as much as he loved being worthy of her unconditional surrender.
He kissed her until she was breathless and shifted his lips to her ear. “Where's Noelle going to be using her tongue?”
She laughed and nuzzled his cheek. “Wherever the hell you want it.”
Sitting upright, Dallas hauled Lex back against his chest, between his legs. His cock was hard again, and the smooth skin of her lower back was warm and soft. It would be ten kinds of hell once she started squirming against him, but utterly, completely worth it.
He reached out to stroke one of her knees. “You know what to do, Lexie.”
She drew in a sharp breath and stretched her long, endless legs out to rest over his. The position left her helpless and open as he moved his legs, pulling hers wider.
The view over her shoulder nearly stopped his heart. Lex, stretched out before him, naked and shameless, with Noelle waiting obediently between her thighs. Waiting for permission, for a signal—because Lex was all his. His to savor, his to protect.
His to pleasure.
He slid his other hand to her opposite knee and pressed down just enough to heighten the sensation of being trapped. “Well, Jas? Can your kitten concentrate when you're fucking her sweet little pussy?”
“Not a chance.” He thrust into her anyway, one long, slow push that left Noelle moaning wordlessly against Lex's inner thigh. His next thrust was harder, pushing her forward, and her open mouth brushed Lex's pussy.
“That's it,” Dallas murmured, stroking lightly up Lex's legs. Her pussy was slick, so deliciously wet, and Noelle's lips kissed his fingers. “Show Lex how hungry you've been for her.”
Lex reached down, too, her fingers skating past his to land on Noelle's open mouth. “But don't make me come. Tonight, that's all for Dallas.”
A command, and it did exactly what Lex had intended—stoked possessive satisfaction to life. But as Noelle gazed up past Lex to meet Dallas's eyes, he knew this was the one she would break. The inevitable misbehavior that would allow Lex to make good on her threat.
Dallas grinned at her in encouragement. Noelle could have this first orgasm. He was going to get plenty out of Lex before the night was over.
Her eyes sparkling, Noelle tilted her head down again. Her tongue slicked over Lex's fingers, over his, before finding Lex's clit. Soft and teasing, just enough pressure to make Lex huff out a breath as she rubbed the back of her head against Dallas's chest.
Then Jas drove into Noelle again, grinding her mouth against Lex's pussy. Dallas felt the cry that vibrated through Lex even before he heard it, and he smiled against her ear. “Her mouth is sweet, isn't it? Our eager little kitten, so hungry for you to come all over her face. Do you think she'll obey you?”
Her cry subsided into a low, tortured groan. “Doubt it.”
“Maybe you're making it too easy on her.” Dallas cupped Lex's breasts. Her nipples were tight, and he traced his wet fingertips around them before pinching tight.
Lex's trembling turned into a shiver. “Fuck.”
Jas rocked into Noelle again, and she moaned, her eyes feverishly bright as she looked up at Dallas. Moments like this were magic, where their fantasies wound together into a perfect tapestry. All the dirty things they wanted to do, all the dirty things they wanted done to them.
She wanted to be denied. Defiled. Punished. He could make it happen.
“Don't make her come,” he whispered, a command he counteracted as he pinched Lex's nipples again, shoving her closer to the edge. “You
know what will happen if you do.”
She moaned against Lex's pussy—and licked her faster.
“Dall—” Lex arched in his arms, shaking even harder. “Declan.”
“Don't worry.” He kept the words low, but loud enough for Noelle to hear every last one. “We'll punish her for disobeying you. Strap her to the bench. Tease her until she thinks she'll explode. And then we'll leave her there to watch while we fuck you every way we can to get you off.”
Noelle moaned again, ragged and desperate. Lex jerked, and he heard the slick sound of Noelle's fingers fucking into her as she sucked at Lex's clit.
Lex twisted in his grasp, not to break away but to sink her teeth into his upper arm. She bit him hard, muffling her deep, frantic noise of relief as she shuddered through an orgasm.
The trembling continued as Noelle redoubled her efforts, and Dallas sank his fingers into Lex's hair to drag her head back. Her expression was transcendent—her lips parted, her eyes glazed, pleasure and release painted across every familiar curve of her face, and his heart thumped painfully.
If there was anything in the world more beautiful than Lex giving in, he never wanted to see it. He wouldn't survive.
Growling, Jasper hauled Noelle up against his chest. “You know what happens next, baby.”
She whimpered. “I tried.”
“Tried to be a brat, you mean.” He lifted her into his arms. “But that's okay. Now you'll get what you wanted all along.”
The cuffs were already resting on the bench, because Lex left nothing to chance. Dallas stroked her hair and watched Noelle squirm as Jas put her on her knees and bent her across the wide back with a firm hand between her shoulder blades.
In moments she was bound there, leather buckled around her thighs, forcing them wide as Jasper guided the chains into place. Instead of securing her wrists in the same manner, he tugged them behind her back and hooked them together.
“Remember the first time we got her like that?” Dallas teased his fingers through Lex's hair and pulled gently. “You two look good in pearls. Pearls look good in you.”
“I remember when that's all you'd give me.” She turned in his embrace and slipped her arms around his neck. The position pressed his aching cock against her belly, and he gripped her hips with a hiss. “Now, I can have all of you.”
He tightened his fingers and lifted her higher, dragging her pussy along his shaft. “Is that what you want right now, Alexa? All of me?”
Her eyes met his, and for a moment, nothing else existed. “You could give me everything, and I'd want more. Always.”
He held her gaze. “Jas?”
“Yeah?”
A little higher, and he had Lex balanced just right, the head of his cock pressing against her. One thrust up, and he'd sink home. “Get the lube.”
Lex's eyes went dark. She bit her lip and squirmed above him. “Yes?”
“Oh, yeah.” He lowered her just enough to feel the hot, perfect clasp of her pussy around the end of his dick, and pleasure made his voice low. “You're going to ride me while Jas gets your ass ready. And then...” Another two inches, and she gasped. “And then you're going to ride him while I fuck it.”
Whimpering, she clenched around him.
“Two cocks.” He dragged her down with a growl, savoring the heat of her, the way he fit like they'd been made to fuck each other forever. “Isn't Noelle sweet to share with you?”
“Jas shares me with her all the time,” Noelle rasped, her eyes glazed. “I want Lex to remember how good he feels.”
“Not all of us have short memories, honey.” But Lex was panting by the time Jas returned with the sleek bottle of lube.
He leaned down and licked the small of her back, then drew his tongue over the curve of her hip. Lex jerked again, and Dallas had to hold her still. “Shhh. Steady, Lexie love. Look at me.”
When she did, her eyes burned with something stronger than desire. Deeper than lust.
“That's right.” He cradled her head between his hands. “This is me, being selfish. Using Noelle to get you off. Using Jas to fill you up. I'm always selfish when it comes to you coming.”
Jas stroked slick fingers over her ass, between the cheeks, and Lex closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “Always you,” she whispered, then began to rock between them.
He braced himself against the pleasure and focused on her instead. After so much time together, he didn't need to watch Jas to know what the other man was doing. He knew the way Lex sucked in her breath when he worked his fingertip into her ass. He knew the way she dug her teeth into her lower lip as the painful stretch shifted, melted over into the best kind of heat.
He kissed her jaw and licked a path down to where ink wrapped around her throat with the O'Kane logo and a crown. His queen, marked forever—but it was the ink he couldn't see that mattered tonight. His name, Declan, curling across the nape of her neck just as hers curled across his.
“Now?” The word tore free of her, more plea than question or command.
He closed his teeth on her throat. “Let me be selfish,” he growled. “Come for me.”
“I—” Her pulse pounded beneath his lips. “I won't stop this time.”
That was what he was counting on. “I know, baby.”
She slipped her fingers into his hair and held his mouth, his teeth, to her skin as she let go. She came even harder this time, hard enough to cut off her breath so that she couldn't even scream. She just rode him faster, her body convulsing around his, squeezing his cock so hard he had to fight the urge to toss her onto her back and fuck her until he exploded.
Instead, he pulled against her grip on his hair and lifted his head to meet Jas's gaze.
He didn't have to utter a word. Jas fell to the bed and took Lex in his arms. She clung to him, her body instinctively seeking his even though she was still shaking with the force of her orgasm. Dallas helped her position her hips, then grasped Jas's dick in one hand while he planted the other at the small of her back.
“Take him,” he grated, guiding her back down. “Let him feel how tight you get when you're coming.”
Lex sucked in a breath. Jas squeezed his eyes shut and dug his head back into the mattress. “Jesus fucking Christ.”
“I know.” Dallas tightened his hand around Jasper's shaft in warning. “You're here to please your queen. You don't come.”
He growled—but nodded. “I get it.”
Dallas moved his hand and watched as Lex's desperate squirming drove her hips down. Jas was big, thick enough that they'd have to take it slow. Lex would be blissed out by the time Dallas had worked his way into her ass.
And Jas would have to take all that delicious clenching. “Don't worry,” he said, tipping more lube onto his fingers. His cock was already slick from being inside Lex, but he stroked himself anyway. “There's a naughty little kitten waiting for you. By the time she's done watching us, I bet she'll let you come anywhere.”
Noelle laughed hoarsely. “I always do.”
Lex leaned down and whispered something to Jasper a split second before driving down hard against him. He ground out another curse and grasped her hips, holding her captive above him.
Dallas splayed his hand on her back, holding her still as he teased her ass with the head of his cock. “Are you ready, darling?”
She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes still glazed with pleasure. “Declan?”
“I got you, love.” He pressed forward slowly and gritted his teeth against the urge to go faster. Jas had prepared her, but she was still tight, already full, and the added pressure would challenge everyone's control. “Stay with me.”
“I am.” She braced one hand on Jas's shoulder and reached back with the other. It landed on his hip, and she squeezed reassuringly. “I'm ready.”
He took her at her word and rocked forward. She shuddered through the first slow, careful thrust, her nails digging into his hip, but Dallas knew what she could take, knew when to stop and let her gasp
in shuddering breaths. “Christ, Lexie.”
She trembled between them for an endless moment, then bucked back against him.
White-hot pleasure shot up his spine, and he growled and tangled his fingers in her hair. “Tell Noelle what she's missing, love.”
She groaned. “So fucking full. So much. I can't even tell her, because she wouldn't believe me.”
The chains rattled against the bench as Noelle shifted with a soft whimper, probably trying to get her thighs together or find some other way to relieve her tension. But she was trapped, helpless to do anything but watch.
Dallas eased back for another endless thrust. “Hold her steady, Jas. Make her take all of it.”
The noise Jasper made was half laugh, half growl. “You're killing me.”
“She's killing you.” He hauled Lex's head back, pulling her hair just the way she liked it, rough and hard, as he drove into her. “She's killing me, too. So tight. So perfect.”
“Sweet talker,” Lex panted.
“Save your breath for screaming,” he growled, and made sure she needed to by picking up the pace. Faster first, then harder, until Jas had to grip her hips to keep her from writhing away.
Release threatened. Dallas fought it, ignoring his body's throbbing need in favor of savoring Lex's responses. Her cries, her frantic movements, the way her final explosive orgasm would roll into that perfect blissful state where she came until he stopped fucking her. Some nights when she got like this, he fucked her into unconsciousness.
But not tonight. Tonight he was selfish. Tonight he waited for the warning sign, for Lex's body to go slack, for her voice to go hoarse. Then he reached down and curled a hand around the front of her throat. She came up into his arms so easily, melting into him, and he pressed his mouth to her ear. “I love you.”
She shuddered. Sighed. Touched the back of his hand with trembling fingers, like she was touching something priceless. Irreplaceable.
Dallas closed his eyes and buried his face in her hair.
And gave in.
His first orgasm had been fast and brutal. This time it was slow and brutal, the pleasure of her body eclipsed by the way she shivered against him, utterly spent, utterly trusting.