Reginald Bones 2

by Lucian Bane

  Reginald opened and Bones met the slide of her tongue with theirs while she grabbed the base of their cock. Their moans mingled as she flicked her tongue along the very tip of his, making their dick twitch with desire. She lowered to her knees again and ran her tongue over the slit then returned to their mouth to deliver more cum on their lips, then licking and sucking it back off.

  Their breaths were labored when she pulled away and put his cock back in his underwear. They both eyed her tits as she stood. Reginald wanted a lick and taste while Bones wanted to devour.

  “I can’t wait to force you to make my pussy hot.” She put her foot on the chair next to her and slid her finger inside her opening then brought it to her mouth.

  “Fuck,” they whispered as she smeared her juices all over her lips, making them shiny.

  “My pussy is ready to teach you so many lessons,” she promised, licking her lips.

  Oh God, Bones Reginald said, already at that point of no return. It didn’t take him much but then Bones wasn’t far behind him.

  “Get my supplies Mr. Bones,” she ordered.

  “Yes ma’am,” Bones said, standing. But not hurrying, even though Reginald fought him to. “Slow and steady,” Bones told him as they went to his room. “This will help you learn to build endurance. You sure as fuck need it.”

  “What are you doing?” Reginald asked, at their closet.

  “Getting the supplies.” He dumped the box of stuff on the bed.

  “Wait,” Reginald wondered. “Is this why you bought this?”

  I got this before we met her, Reginald. This was for the problem I was having, remember?

  Oh Bones, Reginald realized.

  I told you I was going to find a way to stop it.

  By tying us up?

  Just as you suggested.

  But I only suggested that yesterday.

  Which means?

  You’d already thought of it.

  Right. However, she’s about to use it for its intended purpose.

  For raping men?

  For forcing. For raping. For whatever you want to do.

  I see Reginald said, his tone breathless as though he finally figured it out. They were about to have one hell of a good time.

  “Is that all of it?”

  Bones turned at finding Miss Winter Rose behind them with her arms crossed. “Yes ma’am,” he said, stepping away from the bed.

  She went over, eyeing everything. “I want you in those.” She pointed to the handcuffs and Bones picked them up and held them out to her. Their pulse had become a constant hammering in their cock now. “Hands in front,” she ordered.

  He put his hands out and she locked the cuffs on. “Now the chain,” she reached and got it off the bed. “On your back. Put your arms above your head.”

  Bones did as told, watching her straddle their body and crawl her way to their chest with the chain. She knelt with her pussy in their face, taking her time securing his hands to the bed while they stared at her clit.

  “Let me lick it,” Reginald whispered.

  “Not yet,” she said, clicking the padlock into place then climbing off his chest. She looked at the supplies on the bed, putting a thoughtful finger to her lips before picking up the two ropes. She wrapped his ankle with one and tied it to the far edge of the metal frame. Then she secured his other ankle, rendering him completely helpless.

  Bones’ survival instincts hit him and he tested the restraints, finding them more inescapable than he cared to think about.

  She slowly climbed onto the bed between his legs and began kissing her way up their body.

  What do you think she’ll do first? Reginald gasped.

  Hopefully suck our balls.

  She was at the inside of their thighs and slid her hot, wet tongue from the base of their balls to the base of their cock, sounding hungry. She angled her head and captured the length of their cock between her teeth then scraped along his shaft to the top.

  Dear God, Bones, Reginald said in shock as Bones rolled his hips, hissing.

  She used her teeth on the head then, raking the rim before sucking it with a viscous force. A dozen rapid fire pulls made Reginald’s back bow off the fucking bed while Bones yanked on the restraints.

  “Christ,” Bones said, gasping as the heat flooded them.

  Bones, I won’t last, I won’t last, Reginald swore.

  She answered him with a sultry moan, continuing her sweet kissing up his abs now.

  Just breathe. Focus. He watched her lick along their scar on her way to his chest. She placed her wet pussy along the length of his cock and pressed the length into his abs. He watched as she moved it up and down on him while her hard nipples tickled his chest.

  By the time she reached their mouth, the three of them were winded. She kissed them now, rocking her clit on the head of their dick, tiny, targeted flicks that lit them up.

  Bones resisted Reginald’s head thrashing, holding him still. Take the fucking heat. Let it burn harder.

  “Fuck,” Reginald gasped in her mouth.

  “Shhh,” she ordered, gripping his jaw in a tight hold. “No talking Mr. Bones. At least not until I tell you to.”

  She climbed up his body and sat on his chest. They stared at each other for many seconds, during which Bones sensed a shift in her.

  “Mr. Bones,” she whispered, rising up on her knees. “You will talk.” She slid her finger inside her pussy—deep, slow thrusts. The sound it made said she was dripping wet. She smeared her cum along his lips. “Suck it,” she whispered, pushing her finger into his mouth.

  They both obeyed with a hunger. Reginald wanted to close his eyes and revel in the taste but Bones refused, needing to see her. She bit her lip, fucking their mouth with her finger, slow, deep strokes. “You know,” she whispered, pulling it out and wetting their lips. “Life is like a game of chess, Bones.”

  The direct use of his name almost froze him, but survival instincts kicked in and refused to allow him. What the fuck?

  Why did she say Bones?

  The jealousy in Reginald’s tone said he didn’t see it. Yet. But with each passing second, Bones felt it growing in the air between them. And then she finally rolled those green eyes to his, slamming him with realization.

  “And in this game?” she whispered, sliding her breasts across his face before rising up and holding his gaze. “I’ve just made my move.” She lowered and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth, her clit back on the head of his dick with those tiny little pumps that threatened to dismantle his control. She moved to his ear and bit the earlobe before whispering. “Your King is in check, Mr. Bones.”

  She lifted up and smiled at him, the sparkle in her gaze sending a steady stream of panic through him. Wow. She’d fucking played him. His escalating rage fought with the instinct to go along till he turned the tables. What was the worst she could do? Tease him to death.

  It was the most arousing game he’d ever been suckered into, that’s for sure.

  The problem was her. What was her game? What was she up to? Was this payback? For humiliating her? For forcing her?

  Or was it something more.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  She’d done it. Holy moly, she’d done it. She had the problem detained and could now make some progress. Did Reginald know was the question. She closed her eyes, the feel of his cock on her clit stealing her thoughts. She didn’t know if Bones even knew. He had one of the best poker faces she’d ever seen and she’d seen too many. Usually they were all playing with her life. Not this time.

  And Reginald was probably oblivious. She’d needed him that way until they were secured, and now that they were, she wanted to tell him everything so he didn’t think badly of her. She closed her eyes, whispering his name. “Reginald.”

  “Winter,” he called back, breathless.

  She opened her eyes, staring at him. She lowered and pressed her lips to his, wishing she had a plan beyond this point. Wishing she didn’t need to continue the game
they were playing. Wishing there didn’t need to be one.

  And what if she did have a grand plan? Would it all fail like everything she touched? And then she’d lose them? Just how long was she planning to hold them hostage before she gave up? How long before they were fixed? What was her end game if this didn’t work? I tried. I’m sorry I tied you up. I’ll be leaving now. Call me when you get your head on straight?

  She climbed off them and sat on the edge of the bed, feeling as stupid as she was.

  “What are you doing, Sin?”

  Right. That. Wouldn’t he find it funny that she went this far only to not have a plan thought-out. She was suddenly sitting at the table with Bones again, playing chess, and he’d demonstrated what a miserable protector she was. Demonstrated how when put to the test, put to the task, she allowed the most precious things to get crushed.

  “Winter?” Reginald called. “Talk to me, baby.”

  Her heart melted, and she put her hands on her face, fighting a sob. “I don’t know.”

  “What don’t you know?”

  Even though he hadn’t called her by name, she knew it was Bones. She looked over her shoulder, eyeing him. “I don’t know what to do.”

  “As in… ideas as a teacher?”

  Anger stiffened her back as she stared at him. “Of course that’s all you care about,” she muttered.

  “That was Reginald, Sin,” Bones said.

  Shit. “I’m sorry, I… I didn’t realize.”

  “Winter, you can stop the game, you don’t have to play.”

  “It wasn’t a game,” she muttered. “Tell him Reginald.” She turned on the bed, facing them.

  “Tell me what, Reginald?”

  “Why didn’t you just leave like I asked, Winter?”

  “Because I can’t just leave!” she cried.

  “When did you ask her to leave?” Bones demanded. “What the fuck is going on?”

  “This morning, while you were sleeping,” Reginald confessed quietly.

  “He had a nightmare,” Winter said. “Tell him what you saw.”

  “Yes, do tell, Mr. promise you won’t hide anything from me anymore.”

  “I didn’t know what else to do, I panicked. And I didn’t think she’d do this,” he hissed, angry.

  “Untie us,” Bones said.

  Winter stared at him.

  “What are you looking at,” Bones demanded

  “I’m thinking,” she said.

  “About what!” he yelled.

  “About if you’re sleepwalking and doing bad things then don’t you think being tied is safer?”

  “You told her?”

  “I had to,” Reginald snapped.

  “Who bought these supplies that has our ass tied up, Reginald? Did you tell her that?”

  “I didn’t know that when I told her,” he said, defensive.

  “I bought them,” Bones said to her. “Because before you or Reggie-boy had the bright idea of tying me up, I had it.”

  “Well, I didn’t know,” she said.

  “Well, Reginald knew I was trying.”

  “I didn’t think it was important to mention at the time,” Reginald said.

  “Right. Making me look like a blood thirsty killer while sending your beloved away seemed like the perfect thing to do. Maybe you wanted her to think badly about me because you’re jealous she likes me.”

  “I don’t like you!” she said dumbstruck. “You’re an ass.”

  “You may not like me, but you sure like what I do for you,” Bones assured.

  “You do for me?”

  “Oh, don’t pretend like you don’t fucking know it’s me doing it,” Bones said.

  “Do you know?” Reginald wondered to her.

  At sensing Reginald’s offense, Winter stood, enraged to the point of shaking. “Do I know? Do I know that you two are having your fun with me? Yes, I do know that, and no, I don’t like it. Sure, it feels good at the time but after,” she poked roughly on her chest, “in here when it’s all said and done, it hurts. I’ve been used by men all my life and having you two do it is worse than anything!” she strained. “But I know you both aren’t meaning to hurt me, I know things are different with you two being… whatever you are. And because…” her throat closed and she sat back down, not wanting them to see her. “…because I want to make you both happy,” she said, sucking in more air. “I know how much you care for Bones and… so do I,” she barely got out. “He’s everything I wished I’d have been to my brother, and I can’t help but want to see him happy,” she barely whispered. “Don’t you know I’m aware of how sick that seems and sounds?” She shook her head, feeling beat down. “I didn’t ask for you two. I never asked for you both to be in the same body.”

  “No, you didn’t,” Reginald said, sounding guilty.

  “So don’t put me on trial, Bones,” she said, pointing at him. “Not unless you plan to stand trial with me for your sins and crimes that I have not once judged you for.”

  They stared at her and for the first time, Bones didn’t have a comeback. She stood, needing to pace. “And don’t talk about me behind my back right in front of me,” she warned. “I don’t like that. I don’t like any of this, but I am going to help. This you can be sure of. Trying to stop me will not work in your favor either.”

  “We’re not,” Reginald whispered, sounding sorry.

  “Good,” she said, eyeing him. “You’re not what?”

  “We’re… not talking about you.”

  “Even if you were Reginald, I wouldn’t mind. You always have something nice to say about me. That was for Bones,” she said, glaring at him.

  “So now what, Sin,” Bones finally said. “You’ve tied us up, teased us to the point of torture and then this.”

  She paused her pacing, her mouth hanging open in shock. “Is that all you can think about?”

  “Bones,” Reginald muttered shaking his head.

  “What? Don’t tell me you’re not thinking the same thing.”

  “Not in this second, no.”

  “Right. Excuse me, five seconds ago.”

  “You’re a piece of work,” Winter said. “I wished there was a way to turn your shit off while I had Reginald.”

  “Meeee toooo,” Bones said loudly.

  “Don’t agree with me,” she hissed.

  “But what about Reginald’s low stamina?” Bones said. “Maybe you should keep us tied long enough to teach him some endurance.”

  “All for Reginald,” she mused.

  “Always,” Bones said.

  “Mr. Honorable.”

  “Can we not fight?”

  “We are not fighting,” she snapped. “Are we fighting?”

  “I meant it as a team thing. We’re a team.”

  “A threesome,” Bones said.

  “I can’t do a threesome,” Reginald reminded.

  “You seem to do it pretty well,” Bones begged to differ.

  “Yes, but like Winter—”

  “Oh, right. Hurts your heart. Got it. Well, being tied up with my legs open hurts my dick. Can she at least suck us till we come once?”

  “That’s a lot to ask, Bones,” Reginald muttered making Winter fire out a single laugh.

  “I have an idea for you two,” she said, climbing on the bed.

  “What are you doing?” Reginald worried.

  “Let me give you a taste of what it’s like to be used, what it’s like to be made to do unpleasant things you just may not like.” She raised her brows, ready to teach them their first lesson, even if it had little to do with the damn topic she’d started out on.

  ****

  Bones watched her, his heart hammering in his cock as she knelt between their legs with her pissed off determination. She grabbed the base of their cock and gripped with a vicious intent that made Bones push back. Don’t you fucking show signs of weakness, Reggie.

  I’m trying, I’m trying.

  “Let’s see how you like it in the ass,” she grit, wetting he
r finger on their dick then pressing it on the opening.

  Bones held his mouth shut tight, not wanting her to know just how much he loved that. She pushed the tip of her finger in and even with her threats of ruthless aggression, she was careful. Which only served to piss him off.

  “That’s it?” Bones finally gasped. “That’s all you got?”

  Bones, stop!

  She tightened her lips and shoved her finger to the knuckles inside him, making him bow off the bed, gasping. “How’s that?” she bit.

  He looked down at her, his chest heaving with need. “Can barely feel it.”

  The spark of challenge entered her green eyes, and she worked another finger inside him and began thrusting. “Bet you can feel that, can’t you?”

  “Kind of,” he whispered.

  She turned and grabbed up the dildo from the naughty box of goodies he’d dumped on the bed. “I bet you’ll feel this,” she hissed with wide eyes.

  That’s huge, Bones.

  Suck it up, Reggie.

  Easy for you to say, you like this shit!

  You will too, just relax.

  “Just so you’re not the one fucking me, I don’t care.”

  She fell for his bait and gasped a laugh, grabbing the strap and dangled it before him. “You said the wrong thing, Mister Bones. Reginald, I’m sorry but he’s got to learn a lesson. I’ll make it up to you somehow.”

  Don’t fucking tell her, Bones begged when he sensed he might. Let me have this.

  God, Bones.

  She’ll make it up to you, you heard her.

  She strapped the dildo on and pushed the thick head at his ass. “I bet you feel that don’t you?”

  “Yes,” he whispered. “I feel that.”

  “Good,” she said, her anger still sparking. “That’s just the beginning.” She looked down and pumped her hips, working the cock deeper inside his ass.

  “Fuck,” he whispered, looking down and staring at her pussy then up at her tits. Ask her to play with herself, Reggie.

  “Play with yourself Winter,” Reginald gasped. “For me.”

  The request changed everything and Bones watched her hand slowly move to her pussy and the other to her breast. She rolled her nipple until lust slowly burned up her anger.