by Brynn Ford
Jasper shook his head, tugging his shirt free from his pants and slipping it off his shoulders. It dropped to the floor behind him.
“I can’t believe it myself, but yes, I’m serious. I told you before, I’m yours now, and I meant it. This is me proving it to you.”
He sat back on his heels, placed his hands on top of his thighs, and bowed his head.
For me.
He bowed his head for me.
“A king bows to no one other than his queen.”
“Oh. My. God.”
“Put it on me. Please, Angel. Before I lose my nerve and change my mind.”
I took the collar from the box and with a huge smile, circled him slowly, coming to stand behind him. The buckle was already open, ready for me to lock down my man.
My man.
“This is the best day of my life. Hands down. The absolute best.”
I lifted the open collar above his head and lowered it to his neck. He groaned as I positioned it, tightening and buckling it in place.
“I can’t believe I’m letting you do this.”
I slipped my fingers beneath the fastened collar at the back and tugged lightly, “Quiet. You wanna prove something to me? Take your pants off and get on the bed.”
“Yes, Angel,” he replied slowly through gritted teeth.
This was killing him and I knew it, but I was literally beaming.
Law and I were engaged.
He proposed.
I had him in my bedroom, willingly on his knees, and collared for me. I never thought I’d see the day.
I wasn’t going to push him far, I just wanted a taste, to let him give me this as a part of his proposal, to show his love for me.
He was naked as he climbed onto the bed, aside from the collar around his neck.
“On your back,” I ordered, and he settled back on my pillows.
I hiked up the skirt of my navy shift dress and climbed on top of him. I laid down on his chest with my legs straddling his hips, bringing my lips close to his.
“I love you, Jasper. You couldn’t give me any greater gift than your submission because I know it’s a gift you’ve never freely given to anyone.”
“I hope this shows you I’m ready to give you anything you want, Angel.”
I grinned, “It does show me. It really does. But right now, the only thing I want you to do for me is take control and fuck me until I can’t remember my own goddamn name. But leave the collar on. It’s really doing it for me.”
That permission I gave him snapped him back into dominance. He grabbed me with both hands and rolled, flipping me onto my back with force.
“You don’t have to ask me twice.”
“I don’t think I asked. I ordered,” I replied with a cheeky smile, biting the tip of my tongue between my teeth.
“You should put that smart mouth of yours to good use.”
“And what would you have me do with it, Sir?”
His eyes sparkled with the brightness of his smile, “As long as it’s on me, you can do what you want with it.”
My chest swelled, heart thumped, breath caught in my lungs looking at the man I never thought would be mine.
“I’m yours and I love you,” I told him.
“Your mine and I love you,” he licked his lips, “I love you forever.”
His mouth crashed with mine and I let him take me with him to kinky fucking paradise.
Epilogue
Desi
Two Months Later
* * *
“Desi Cooper, get your ass moving. I told Ris she’d see us at Black Ties tonight, but I swear to God, if you’re not out here and ready to go in two minutes I’m gonna tie you to the bed and leave you there untouched for the rest of the night as punishment.”
I was in our bathroom in our old one-bedroom apartment putting on my lipstick when Vaughn’s voice boomed at me from the bedroom. I’d been feeling anxious all day, but in a good way, just a little light-headed in anticipation of some play time with my husband. In fact, I’d been feeling that way all week.
Milo had given Vaughn his old job back after he got out of jail and he had been working overtime to help recuperate our dwindling funds since his incarceration. We were having regular date nights at home, and lots of sex, but it had been a long time since we’d gone out. Ris and Law invited us to Black Ties as their guests. Ris knew how much I needed some serious pain play with my husband so we all decided to call it a weird double date and meet up for drinks before doing our thing.
“I’ll be out in one minute, V. Sixty seconds,” I called after him, blotting my dark red lips with a tissue.
I turned to toss it in the trash and must have spun around too fast. There was that light-headedness again. Only this time, it brought about a rolling wave of nausea rather than a sexually anticipatory tightening in my core.
It rolled again.
Then again.
And I barely made it to the toilet in time to purge the liquid contents of my stomach.
“Oh, God,” I mumbled into the toilet.
Shit.
I’m sick.
I can’t go out tonight.
“Babe,” I called for Vaughn feebly, then again a little louder, “Babe!”
A few seconds later he came into the bathroom to find me kneeling in front of the toilet, my head hovering, unsure if I was going to puke again.
“Are you sick?”
“Obviously,” I replied.
“I’ll get you some water.”
“Can you call Ris? Tell her I’m sorry? Fuck. I should’ve known something was coming on. I’ve been feeling off this whole week.”
“The whole week?”
“Yeah. I’ve been super tired and light-headed and a little foggy.”
I sat down on the cold floor, leaning back against the counter behind me when I felt confident nothing else was coming up for the moment. Vaughn crouched beside me on his haunches, brow furrowed, considering.
“I noticed you’ve been a little off lately, but that’s been going on more than a week.”
“Has it?”
He nodded, “It has. Can you remember your last period?”
I had to think about that one.
I was quiet.
“Your last period, babe?”
“I heard you, I just…fuck. Oh, my God. I don’t know. It’s been a while. A couple months maybe?”
“A couple months?”
“Oh, shit. Do you think I’m…”
The corner of his mouth was already curling into a half-smile, “Its possible, babe. It would explain a lot.”
I felt panic wash over me, a rush of fear.
Then, a flurry of hope.
I pushed to my feet, “I need to take a pregnancy test.”
“Stay here. Relax. I’ll run to the store.”
“Vaughn,” I stopped him with a hand on his elbow.
He came to me, wrapped his arms around me tight, “Whatever the test says, baby, I’m here. I’ve got you. Everything is gonna be okay.”
Melting into his warm embrace, I believed it was true.
Ris
Six Months Later
* * *
“I’m on my way, sweetie. You tell that kid to stay in there until I can get to you,” I told a panicked Desi on the phone.
“I don’t think it cares. Just hurry, please, please, I need the three of you here. You all need to be here. Is Law with you?”
“Uh, yep, yeah, he’s here,” I replied, leaving out the little detail that he was naked beneath me and sunk deep inside me.
She called my cell three times in a row while Jasper and I were fucking and I knew I couldn’t ignore it the fourth time she rang through. She was still a month out from her due date, but I knew premature delivery was a possibility for her.
This was good though, only a month out.
Baby would be okay.
I could feel it.
I assured Desi one more time that everything was fine and that we would get
to her as soon as possible before I ended the call.
The four of us, me, Jasper, Vaughn, and Desi, had grown close over the recent months. We went on double dates frequently and had all become like family, really. It didn’t surprise me at all that Desi needed all of us in that delivery room with her.
I climbed off Jasper’s perfect cock without warning, “Start thinking about your grandma, honey, we’ve gotta go.”
“Are you kidding me?” he sat up, “I’m hard as a rock. Get over here and finish me off, Angel.”
“Desi’s in labor. Contractions are coming hard and fast and her water has already broken. That baby could be here anytime now and she’s terrified. She wants us in that delivery room with her. So, get your ass up, tuck in your erection, and let’s go.”
He grabbed my wrist, pulling me back to him before I could escape.
“You’ve got me two minutes from coming, Angel, and I’m not going anywhere until I get mine. You already got yours,” he stood, “Now bend over this bed and let me fuck you until I come and then we’ll go.”
I bent immediately, placing my hands on the mattress and spreading my legs for him, “How can I argue with that logic?”
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled back hard, “You can’t, so don’t even try, beautiful. Now shut up and take my cock so we can go give Desi the support she needs.”
I sighed gleefully, “Yes, Sir.”
Desi
Six Months Later
* * *
“Hey, sweetheart,” Law stood in the doorway of his penthouse apartment to greet us, leaning casually against the frame.
“Hey, you!” I marched toward him and right into his arms that he opened wide for me.
He hugged me as best he could, “I feel like there’s a little something between us, Des,” he joked.
I looked down at my six-month-old baby boy, Jaxen, kicking his legs between us where he was held in my fabric baby carrier against my front.
I smiled up at Law, “Very funny.”
He invited us in, greeting Vaughn with a warm bro hug behind me. Ris was in the kitchen plating dinner as she called me over.
“Give me that baby!” she said, abandoning her post the moment she saw me.
I wriggled Jaxen out of his carrier and handed him over to Ris’ eager hands. She took him, holding him tight, and he squealed in delight to see his Aunt Ris again.
“Finish getting dinner on the table for them, will you?” she said to Law, “My hands are full and mama Desi needs to rest.”
“We’ll take care of it,” Vaughn said, “You girls hang out.”
The four of us shared a meal, talked, laughed, played with baby Jaxen until he was good and worn out and ready to pass out for the night. Vaughn and Law offered to put Jaxen down in the guest bedroom upstairs, the room I had stayed in when Vaughn was in jail last year. The room had since morphed into a kind of bedroom-slash-nursery space since Jaxen had been born.
With the boys upstairs, it gave me some time alone with Ris.
“How are the renovations coming along in the new house?” she asked.
I sighed, “They’re a nightmare. But it’ll be worth it in the end. That house was a steal and Vaughn’s really enjoying putting his construction and architecture skills into practice. Thank you again for the loan, you two have no idea how much that meant to us to be able to get that home for Jaxen.”
“I told you, sweetie, we were happy to do it. You’ll have it paid off in no time with the marketing work you’re doing for Jasper. XO is killing it right now with the way you rebranded. Besides, if money is what will keep you living near enough to visit, you can go through my wallet anytime,” she laughed.
I grinned at her, shaking my head with a sigh, “I can’t believe you’re getting married this weekend. Can you believe it?”
“Hardly. I feel pretty fucking proud of myself for nailing down Jasper Haven.”
“As you should,” I chuckled, then paused, “And our little bachelor-bachelorette party tonight?”
She gave a devilish half-smile, “I’m so looking forward to that. I know the boys have talked, but is Vaughn really okay with it all?”
I nodded, “Oh, yeah. We’ve talked about it. At length. And every time we talk about it he ends up fucking me in a frenzy because it makes him so goddamn horny.”
We both had a good, long laugh at that.
“You know you two are the only people in the world we’d ever do something like this with,” I affirmed, smiling “I mean, I showered and everything today for you guys.”
Ris laughed, “I can tell, you even did your hair and put on make-up.”
“Trust me, girl, that is no easy feat with Jaxen attached to my boob twenty-four seven.”
“Like father, like son?”
“You have no idea how true that is.”
Ris touched my hand, “I think we all really need this.”
“God, yes,” I sighed, “It’s tough being at home with Jaxen all the time. I love the piss out of that little man, but it’s just all baby, all the time.”
“I totally get it,” she nodded, “We all do. You deserve this.”
“Well, it’s not all about me.”
“Of course not. It’s about all of us.”
My head tilted to the side, considering that, “Do you ever just stop and think that the four of us were always meant to find each other? Like,” I hesitated, “I don’t know, like maybe we were always moving toward what we’re about to do tonight?”
Ris grinned, “I do. And I know Vaughn thinks so, too. He’s said something like that to me a time or two.”
I was surprised.
More surprised that I didn’t feel jealousy knowing Vaughn and Ris had talked about this before.
I inhaled slowly, “So it’s really happening then? Tonight? The four of us swinging, swapping, sharing…whatever the hell you wanna call it?”
“It’s happening, honey. Unless you don’t want it to.”
I heard Law and Vaughn escaping quietly from the guest bedroom, padding softly down the spiral staircase, Vaughn with the baby monitor in hand. I looked over at them as they strolled toward us on the couch. Vaughn came to stand behind the back of it, bending over me with hands on my shoulders to kiss the top of my head.
“Jaxen’s down. Totally passed out. I think he might actually cut us a break tonight.”
I lifted my head to look up at him with a grin, “Don’t jinx it.”
Law held out his hand to Ris, pulling her to stand and holding her sweetly in his arms for a moment before leading her around the couch to my husband.
“I take it you girls have had a chance to chat. Is it time to get this party started?” Law asked us both collectively.
I blew out a breath full of anxious, excited energy and nodded where I sat, “I am.”
“Me too,” Ris said.
One of Vaughn’s hands left my shoulder. I knew without turning my head that he was taking Ris from Law. I knew he was pulling her into his hold when his other hand left me, too.
Do I wanna look?
I totally wanna look.
I got up onto my knees on the couch, turning all the way around to face them. Vaughn saw my movement and looked down at me, giving me a quick wink as he grabbed Ris’ face in both hands and held her in place.
“You sure, babe?” he gave me one last chance to opt out, but fuck if I wasn’t already so hot and bothered for this foursome.
“Wait!” I said.
I was met by surprised expressions as I hopped up off the couch and dashed off to the dining table to retrieve my purse. I reached inside and pulled out something that was absolutely necessary before anyone did anything else. I walked over to Ris and showed her what I had in my hands. They all chuckled at me as she bent so I could place the cheap, plastic rhinestone tiara on her head, wiggling it to set it firmly in her hair.
I walked back around to the couch and resumed my exact position, up on my knees, facing the wrong way so I could watch.
“Sorry, but the Queen needed her crown,” I waved a hand, “You may continue.”
“I love you, babe,” Vaughn said to me with a chuckle.
He licked his lips as he took a breath and returned his attention to Ris. He grabbed her face again with both hands and kissed her forcefully, taking complete control of her senses with his eager, sloppy kiss.
“Oh,” I breathed, feeling my pulse quicken in my veins.
There was a slight twinge of jealousy that sprung up in that moment, but only because there were no hands on me.
That didn’t last for long.
As I watched my husband’s muscled, tattooed arms begin to roam over Ris’ body, Law had circled around behind me.
“Go ahead and bend over the back of that couch, Blue,” he commanded, “Spread your legs apart.”
“Jesus,” I did exactly as told, “Yes, Sir.”
Law’s hands groped up the backs of my thighs, dragging over my ass cheeks. He grabbed handfuls of me, digging in hard with his fingertips.
“You’re finally going to let me inside you tonight, Blue,” he told me, rather than asking.
I looked up at my husband as he broke his kiss. Both of them were panting, lips swollen and pink. Vaughn reached out a hand to me, pinching my chin firmly between his fingers and thumb.
“Tell him yes, baby” V ordered, forcing my head to nod.
I bit my lip, “Yes, Sir.”
“You’re going to come with me inside you tonight, Blue.” Law said before slapping my ass hard.
Vaughn smirked at me, making my head nod again
I moaned, “Yes, Sir.”
That was when everything around us broke into a frantic burn, reckless desire between four people who met by chance.
Four people who had very different plans for their lives.
Four people who shared affection and love.
Four people who experienced a chemistry like no other.
Four people who let themselves go to taboo desires.
I didn’t care what anyone else thought about what we were doing behind closed doors. I knew it would happen again. I knew it was always meant to happen.