Leashes & Lace Books 1-3: MM Romance Boxed Set

by Shaw Montgomery

  “Yes, just let me come…just fuck me now…please.” He would get creative tomorrow and I’d spend the entire day cursing him, but as long as I didn’t land in that damned cock cage again I didn’t care. I just wanted to feel his dick thrusting into me. I didn’t want to wait.

  “Oh, my little slut, you’re going to regret it in the morning…but I’m going to love it.” The rough words had me shaking and nearly begging for more. Only the thought of what else begging might earn me kept the words from tumbling out. It might be even better, but it might get me locked away for days.

  Okay, so both might be fabulous.

  “Please…” One finger started circling my hole, and I arched up again, trying to get more. Roman just pulled his hand away and smacked my ass again. “I’m sorry…please…”

  “Naughty slut.” The dirty words sent another shiver through me, and I fucked my cock against his leg, desperate for more. “Rutting and begging…I’m going to have to show you how to behave.”

  Thank god.

  His hand kneaded my ass, drawing moans and little noises from me. “Over the couch, Brat.”

  Fantasies flashed through my head and the combination of pain, pleasure, and dirty images was enough to make my knees weak as I climbed off his lap. His lingering caresses and smacks didn’t help either.

  By the time I was bent over the back of the couch, ass still hanging out since I was half-dressed, I was nearly panting with need. Roman pressed up against me, pushing me against the couch, and my hard cock dragged against the leather, making me gasp.

  “You can’t come until I’m inside you, Brat. But even if you come, that’s not going to stop me. I’m going to fuck you long and hard and then fill you up. I think having my cum plugged deep inside you will help you remember that you need to behave.” Roman’s dirty words made me whine. I tried to push back against him, but I was trapped with just enough freedom to rut against the couch.

  He just chuckled and rubbed his jean-covered cock against my ass. “Stay still, Brat, or you’re not going to get to come.”

  The threat was hotter than it should’ve been, but I was at the point where anything he said would’ve turned me on even more, as long as he had that passion coming through his voice. “Please.”

  My grip on the back of the couch tightened as he pulled away, but I fought to stay still. As much fun as punishments could be, I wanted to orgasm more than anything else. Hearing his clothes start to fall to the floor had me closing my eyes and mentally picturing how he would look, but I didn’t turn around. I wanted nothing to stop the perfection that was coming.

  Time seemed to drag by as I heard him move around the room, but it was probably only seconds until I felt him back behind me. I expected to feel him press against me, but only one finger dragged down my shirt as he spoke. “Arch back, Brat. I want to see that ass on display for me.”

  There was just enough objectification in his voice to make my cock start dripping precum down the leather. It was so hot I almost came right then. As I stuck my ass out, I heard him hum with pleasure and then a finger started flicking over my hole, making it even more erotic.

  “I’m going to have to get some pictures of you like this, just your ass sticking out and your body vibrating with need. They’d be incredible.” He eased into me just enough to make me whimper as he chuckled. “With your plug in, Brat, yes, they’d be perfect…spent…exhausted…but plugged and ready to be used again.”

  Fuck. He said the craziest, most perfect things just to make me insane.

  “P—” Before the needy word could escape, he’d thrust the slick finger as deep as it would go, caressing over my prostate and making my breath catch in my throat.

  Roman just made a low pleased sound and started stretching me. When I had a white-knuckled grip on the couch and it was all I could do to keep from begging, he added a second finger. That pushed back some of the need but not nearly enough. Soon, I was whining and clenching down, trying to silently beg him for more.

  When he’d added the third finger and was just dragging things out to torture me, I broke. “Please…you have to…please…”

  “Naughty slut, I don’t have to do anything. Yes, I’m going to have to make sure you remember who’s in charge tomorrow. It’s going to be a very long day for you.”

  I couldn’t feel regret. Even though he was going to make me insane, I knew it was going to be incredible.

  As he finally withdrew all three fingers, I knew what was going to happen, and all I could do was shake. If this was his idea of fast and giving me what I wanted, then I couldn't imagine what he was going to do to me later.

  When I felt the tip of his cock press against my opening, I nearly cried out, but the rush as he fucked deep inside me in one quick thrust made it impossible. I just held on to the couch and moaned as he pushed me higher and higher.

  Force of will alone kept me from coming at that first thrust, but when he started to rub against my prostate over and over I couldn’t hold back. My orgasm shot through me and cum exploded without him even touching my cock at all. Grinding my cock on the leather was all it had taken.

  He kept up the crazy pace as I orgasmed around him, and I knew he’d keep going just to make me remember that I was his. Even though we’d only been together a few months, I knew the caveman routine would continue until I was marked as his in another way…a more permanent way. I wasn’t sure if it would be a collar or a ring, but I’d known that the countdown was on as soon as I’d come out to my family.

  Clenching down on his cock as the pleasure started to fade, I cried out. “Fill me up, please. I want to feel you inside me.”

  Roman’s thrusts faltered, and his grip on my hips tightened as he finally came. As he fucked me harder, and I felt his cum shoot deep inside me, a hand came down on my ass. “That’s cheating, Brat.”

  As he draped himself over me, still fucking me slowly just to feel his cum inside of me, I looked back at him and smirked. “I guess you’ll just have to punish me.”

  Roman pressed a kiss against my neck and chuckled. “I think I’m going to have to, Brat. I can’t let you get away with something like that. It might be time to get out the restraint again. Plugged and caged, I like that idea.”

  Shit.

  I whined as he slowly started easing his cock out of me. “Don’t lose a drop, slut. I’m going to keep you nice and full. I might even make love to you slowly later just to fill you up some more. If you’re very good, you might even get to come.”

  His hand stroked my ass as he pulled away and I clenched down to keep his cum inside of me. It was Roman’s favorite thing. After we’d talked and had been honest about everything, we’d gotten tested fairly quickly. We’d both wanted the intimacy that came with not having to use condoms. It’d been one of the little things that made it clear I was more invested in the relationship than I’d originally been willing to admit.

  It wasn’t long after the first time he’d filled me up and plugged me that I’d started to plan how I would come out to my family. If having him inside of me felt that right and that perfect, I wasn’t going to be able to pretend anymore.

  As the plug slid inside me, a shiver ran through me. Knowing he was safely inside of me let me finally relax my grip on the couch. Sagging into his embrace, we curled up on the couch again. Roman laughed as I started struggling with my clothes, but soon I was naked and pressed against him. Sighing, I closed my eyes and just let everything else drift away.

  If anyone had asked me last year what my life would look like now, I wouldn’t have ever imagined how perfect it would’ve turned out to be. I had wonderful friends, a great job, and an incredible lover who wasn’t as good at hiding things as he’d thought.

  Someday soon I would find out what was in the little box in the back of his sock drawer, but until he was ready, I was just going to soak up his love and plot the best way to get time alone in his apartment.

  Roman’s arms tightened around me, almost as if he could hear the thou
ghts running through my head. “I love you, Brat.”

  “I love you too.” Sitting up enough to look into his face, I smiled and kissed him tenderly.

  We’d never be the sweet, calm couple that everyone thought was perfect, but behind the teasing and flirting and passion was something even better. I’d found my sexy soul mate, and I wasn’t going to let anything tear us apart…no matter if it was family or my own occasional insanity.

  Even I knew how to recognize Mr. Right, especially when he didn’t lose it when a hooker showed up at the door asking for his lover. Yep, he might drive me insane, but even after everything, I couldn’t imagine my life without him.

  In front of his camera or draped over his lap, there was no one else I wanted by my side.

  ~~~

  Eli

  Bonus Chapter

  “What do you think…two twinks or do you think they’ll be two cute cuddly cubs who are looking for a big ole bear Daddy?” I was betting on twinks from the sound of their voices, but that could be deceiving.

  Roman groaned, not willing to play along. “It doesn’t matter what they look like as long as we can make them comfortable for the camera.”

  I snorted and rolled my eyes. “Two subs don’t need to look comfortable for the camera. They need to look shy and nervous and sexy.”

  I waggled my eyebrows at him as Roman turned to give me a stare that was probably supposed to make me behave. It didn’t work. “Come on. You know I’m right.”

  He was done setting up, so I didn’t feel bad about distracting him as I slowly walked over. The skirt I was wearing clung to my legs and outlined my thickening cock perfectly. I’d behave once the boys got here, but for now it was just the two of us.

  “They’re going to be shy and blushing.” I licked my lips and gave him a heated smile. “They want a Dom who’ll want them both, but you heard it in their voices. They’re nervous, but excited.”

  We’d act professional once they got here, but for now, it was a fun fantasy. Two cute subs who wanted to celebrate their first anniversary with a sexy photo shoot…it was too perfect.

  Roman growled, wrapping his arms around me as I curled against him. As his hands stroked down my back and cupped my ass, he leaned down and nibbled on my neck. “You’re going to be punished later for giving me an erection right before they come over.”

  That sounded like the perfect way to end a sexy photo shoot.

  “Will you bend me over your lap and spank me?” Arching into his hands, I moaned. “It’s been days since you spanked me. I’ve been so good for you.”

  And too busy to misbehave.

  We were going to have to remedy that.

  “I clearly didn’t spank you long enough the last time then, if you’ve already forgotten.” Roman’s voice was rough and I could feel his desire pulsing through him. “It also sounds like it might be time for the cage again.”

  I had a complicated relationship with the cage. Wearing it was frustrating because it meant I couldn’t come, but I loved knowing I belonged to Roman.

  And my first orgasm after I got it off was always explosive.

  “I’ll be good, Master.” I wiggled against him as he kneaded my ass before inching down in front of him. I was all for getting a spanking later, but I wasn’t ready for the cage yet.

  So maybe it was time to distract my Master.

  Sinking to my knees, I ran my hands up his legs and laughed as the doorbell rang.

  “Shit.” Master was not a happy camper. “You’re definitely going in that cage later.”

  Probably because I’d laughed.

  Hopping up, I gave him a peck and tried not to smile. “I’m sorry, Master.”

  He didn’t seem to find the situation as funny as I did. “You’ll be sorry later.”

  I was looking forward to that…but after I’d figured out how to give him a blow job first.

  Straightening my skirt, I did my best to make sure I didn’t look like we’d just been having sex. Teasing about the guys who were coming was one thing, but I didn’t want to make them uncomfortable. From the way they’d spoken, they were already skittish enough.

  I looked perfect…except for one thing.

  Closing my eyes, I thought about the unsexiest thing I could think of…my mother threatening to come visit.

  Perfect.

  I smiled as I opened my eyes and started for the door. “You might want to take care of that before you scare the cuties.”

  Roman rolled his eyes and started mumbling something under his breath that sounded like dirty threats, but sadly, I didn’t have time to investigate. As I got to the door, I peeked out the peephole and saw the cutest little subs waiting nervously.

  They were even holding hands.

  If it weren’t for how sexy and dirty Roman could be, I’d have said I was in love.

  Stepping to the side, I opened the door and gave them a wide, perfectly innocent smile. “Hi, Dillon and River? Come on in.”

  Their heads bobbed up and down, making me want to giggle. One finally swallowed and seemed to be the spokesman. “Eli?”

  I nodded. “Yes, Roman is getting everything set up. Come on in.”

  I knew meeting in an apartment could make people nervous, but they’d found us through a referral, so that didn’t seem to be an issue as they slowly stepped in. As I closed the door, I did my best to keep the reassuring look on my face. “This is just like we talked about on the phone. Nothing happens you’re not comfortable with, and remember, Roman looks mean but that’s just because I drive him nuts.”

  The quiet one giggled which had the other one shooting him a look that clearly said “Behave.” I grinned wickedly. “Driving him crazy is fun. He’s the most creative Dom I’ve ever met when I get him pissed off.”

  They couldn’t seem to figure out how to respond to that, so I chuckled. “We’ll behave, though. Scout’s honor.”

  That had the smiling one giggling again. The serious one couldn’t seem to decide what to do. “River, stop that.”

  Okay, River was the giggly one.

  He rolled his eyes. “I don’t think he minds.”

  I made a dramatic who, me? gesture. “Me? What would I do without an audience?”

  “You’d get a hell of a lot more done and would probably know a few less cops.” Roman’s voice coming from behind me had me grinning.

  I brought my finger to my lips. “Shh, don’t tell him he’s right.”

  That had them both grinning. Roman groaned from behind me. “Don’t encourage the drama queen.”

  With the ice broken, I led the cute subs back to the living room, making sure to ham up my I’m-so-innocent performance. “I was just telling River and Dillon what a wonderful Master I have.”

  They giggled when I batted my eyelashes at Roman. “You’re the best Master ever.”

  He made the sexiest frustrated sound which had the three of us giggling that time. “The cage, brat. Don’t forget the cage.”

  Their cheeks got pink, making it clear they had a pretty good idea what he was referring to. I sighed dramatically. “That’s his favorite punishment.” Then I winked at them. “I prefer spankings, personally.”

  Roman scoffed. “It’s not a punishment when you come, screaming like a banshee.”

  That didn’t help their blushes any, but their grips on each other had finally relaxed until it was about cuddling and not fear.

  I made an elaborate shiver which had them giggling. “Oh yes, that’s the best punishment ever.”

  “Ham.” Roman shook his head. “They’re going to think we’re crazy. I’m trying to be professional here.”

  I winked at the boys. “They know we’re interesting, not insane.”

  The quiet one, Dillon, seemed to be having an internal debate about that one, but River seemed to love the insanity. “We like interesting.”

  I could believe that.

  They might look innocent, but I could spot kinky and curious a mile away. “Then you’re going to love us, swee
tie.”

  River smiled and blushed again, but he didn’t seem nervous. Dillon, on the other hand, looked like he was trying to be the sensible one. His eyes were darting between us and it was clear he had no idea how to respond. Time to take it down a notch.

  Clapping my hands together like an old-fashioned granny, I smiled. “So, this is for your anniversary? I think that’s so cute.”

  They groaned in unison and this time Dillon spoke up as he rolled his eyes. “Cute makes us sound like puppies or something.”

  “Oh, you’d be such cute pups, but I don’t think that’s what you wanted in the shoot.” It only took seconds for them to start blushing yet again. “I’m sure we can adapt things if that’s what you want, though?”

  River was trying not to grin but failing miserably as he shook his head. “No, thank you.”

  They were so fucking cute.

  “Then we’ll keep things as planned for this one and if you decide to do another shoot, we can change things up later.” The way they glanced at each other as Dillon nibbled his lip said there was something else they were thinking about.

  When he shook his head, I knew they weren’t ready to open up that much, so I didn’t pressure them. “Okay, then.”

  I glanced over at Roman who was messing with his camera. “He can play with that thing all afternoon if we let him.”

  Pointing to the backpack Dillon was wearing, I smiled. “That’s your stuff? Let’s see what you’ve got.”

  The idea of showing someone the clothes they’d picked out seemed to make them nervous, so I grinned. “In my day job, I model lingerie.”

  I gave the giggly one a wink. “So I’m pretty sure whatever you have in there is more clothes than I wear in a week.”

  Yep, he giggled again. “Really?”

  “Oh yes.” I waggled my eyebrows just to make him smile wider. “This week I wore the most fabulous little panties and so many wonderful things that are just going to magically appear in my closet very soon.”

  Roman’s groan had the boys grinning, so I rolled my eyes. “Spoilsport.”

  He snorted, still not looking up from his camera. “Clothes whore.”