Punishing The Players (Spiritual Discipline Book 1)

by Ivy Barrett

  “You taste like pussy,” Josiah whispered, their lips still close enough to touch.

  “Can’t imagine why.” Chase sealed his lips over Josiah’s and slid his tongue deep into his mouth, sharing Katie’s taste with him.

  Katie stroked the side of their faces, drawing their attention to her. “I’m enjoying the show, but you’re squeezing me so tight it’s hard to breathe.”

  Chase let go of Josiah and rotated her outward, then moved into the space she’d just vacated. They all faced each other now, sides pressed together, arms wrapped around each other’s backs. Josiah made the first move, as he often did, kissing Katie and then Chase. Chase followed his lead, kissing Katie and then Josiah. Soon everyone was kissing everyone and hands slid freely over naked flesh. It felt free and organic and right. This was what Chase had hungered for, what he’d needed for the past year.

  “Welcome back,” Josiah whispered then guided his mouth toward Katie so they could kiss her together. Their lips slid and their tongues curled in a sensual tangle that knew no boundaries. They gave and received, moving freely from one mouth to the other, or meeting in the middle so no one was left out.

  Suddenly Josiah broke away and slipped to his knees, trailing his hands down their bodies as he went. He curled one fist around Chase’s cock and slipped his other hand between Katie’s thighs. Chase tensed. He’d sucked off Josiah more times than he could count, but he’d always avoided receiving the same intimacy. Josiah was a dominant lover. It was easy to surrender control and allow himself to be commanded, but this was different. If he stood here, in complete control, and let Josiah suck him, there would be no going back. He couldn’t blame it on Josiah’s persuasion or claim he’d been overwhelmed.

  Josiah looked up at him as he slowly guided his cock toward his mouth. Their gazes locked. Josiah obviously understood the importance of this moment. Chase needed to embrace all the facets of his nature or this wouldn’t work. He nodded. “Go on. I want you to.”

  A pleased smile turned up the corners of Josiah’s mouth. “Are you sure?” Before Chase could answer, he circled the tip of Chase’s cock with his tongue and heat rocketed up his shaft.

  Chase sucked in a breath and shivered. Fuck that felt good. “Yes. Do it.”

  Josiah didn’t just suck him inside. Tilting his head back, Josiah grabbed Chase’s hips and swallowed his entire length. Chase moaned in helpless wonder, more than ready to enjoy the decadent pleasures Josiah knew so well.

  “How are you doing that?” Katie whispered, her soft tone echoing Chase’s awe.

  Josiah chuckled, but didn’t stop long enough to explain. He slid his lips up and down Chase’s shaft while his hands moved freely over Chase’s body. Chase just stood there and trembled, paralyzed by the intensity of the sensations. Pleasure, heat and friction combined in a staggering onslaught. He’d suspected Josiah could make him revel in even the darkest forms of pleasure, which was part of what held Chase back. He didn’t trust himself to say no to anything Josiah wanted, which meant he had to trust Josiah not to push him too far. Ironically, Josiah’s willingness to let him go had convinced Chase he could trust Josiah unconditionally.

  Katie watched with obvious interest as Josiah drove him closer and closer to release. She licked her lips and absently caressed Chase’s back. He pulled her snug against his side and kissed her, desperately needing a distraction from Josiah’s talented mouth. She parted her lips at the first brush of his tongue, then gasped and shuddered. Chase pulled back and looked down. Josiah had one of his hands between her legs again, his thumb skillfully working her clit.

  “He’s always been good at multitasking,” Chase told her and they both laughed.

  Josiah released Chase’s cock and looked up at them. “If either of you have breath enough for chatter. I’m not trying hard enough.” He pushed Chase back against the wall then spun Katie around and told her to brace herself against the tiles. Then he thrust his fingers back into her pussy and reached for Chase’s cock.

  Chase rested his head against the wall and moved his feet farther apart. Water cascaded over his body, urging him to relax while everything Josiah did had the opposite effect. His lips were firm and warm as they slid up and down Chase’s shaft, and the wet swirl of Josiah’s tongue was driving him crazy. He rocked his hips, needing to set the rhythm yet unsure of how Josiah would react if he tried.

  Katie cried out, drawing Chase’s attention. Her face was tense with pleasure and her eyes squeezed shut. Her luscious breasts jiggled with each thrust of Josiah’s hand, the nipples tightly knotted. She thrust herself onto Josiah’s hand, fucking his fingers as vigorously as he fucked her. Chase was so engrossed in the carnality of her expression that he didn’t protest when Josiah pulled away.

  “Touch her clit,” Josiah directed.

  Chase reached between her warm body and the wall and found her clit with his middle finger. She gasped, but didn’t open her eyes. Josiah rotated is wrist, obviously searching for a new position. Was he trying to find her G-spot again? No, his thumb moved up between her ass cheeks and gently teased her anus. Suspecting she’d resist, Chase sped the circular motion of his finger.

  “What are you...” Her question ended in a moan. Josiah slowly breached her ass with his thumb as he filled her pussy with his fingers. “Take it out.” She stared straight ahead, her entire body tense and still.

  “Come first then I’ll pull out,” Josiah told her. He wasn’t moving his hand, so Chase understood what he wanted. Chase continued stroking over and around her clit, allowing her to accept the fullness before Josiah began to slide his fingers.

  “I don’t like it.” She looked back at Josiah, her hair whipping Chase’s chest in the process.

  “You liked it just fine last night. Objecting is just a bad habit now.” Josiah reached around her and squeezed one of her breasts, his other hand beginning a slow, shallow thrusting. “Relax and let it happen.”

  Chase wanted to be inside her, needed to feel her pussy ripple as she surrendered to this new pleasure. He slid his free hand up her inner thigh and brushed against Josiah’s fingers. They were warm and wet, making him even more desperate to feel her pleasure from the inside. Josiah finally understood what Chase was asking for and drew one of his fingers out.

  “Together.”

  The word sent lust, and something far deeper, spiraling through Chase. Together. The word, the concept, the promise reverberated through his soul as he pushed his finger into Katie’s warm, wet core right alongside Josiah. Snug and slick, her body caressed them as they filled her. They were fucking her together. They would love her together. They would all... He snapped shut the floodgate of emotion. He couldn’t rush this. They weren’t even lovers yet. She was using them to explore her sexuality. They were her mentors, nothing more.

  After several mutual rotations, Josiah smoothly pulled his finger out and concentrated on expanding her horizons. Chase eased another of his fingers into her pussy, maintaining the fullness as Josiah carefully worked a second finger into her ass.

  “That’s too much.” She sounded breathless and needful.

  Josiah leaned closer. “It’s the same two fingers I used to punish you, but they’re much wetter this time. Don’t think about what we’re doing just accept the way it’s making you feel.”

  She turned her head and grabbed his neck then kissed him with deep, almost desperate yearning. He understood what she was feeling, had lived through the emotions himself. She felt guilty and afraid that her soul would be lost to the demands of her body.

  Josiah’s hand resumed the slow, steady rhythm, so Chase matched his speed and depth. With his other hand Chase caressed her clit, alternating between direct and indirect stimulation. She broke the kiss with a sharp cry and her pussy gripped his fingers, hard, rippling pulses that seemed to go on forever. She finally sighed and started to relax when Josiah slowly drew his fingers out. Chase knew what would happen, so he drove his fingers deep as her body exploded with a fresh wave of spasms. She
moaned out her pleasure, clutching Chase’s arms as her body gradually went lax. He reluctantly withdrew his fingers and guided her down into Josiah’s waiting arms.

  “Was that so bad?” Josiah teased, and then tenderly kissed her.

  Rather than admit she’d enjoyed it, she nodded toward Chase. “You abandoned poor Chase before he’d finished. That’s not fair.”

  “We’re going to finish him together,” Josiah told her. “Do you want top or bottom?”

  “Top or bottom?” She clearly had no idea what he meant.

  Josiah shifted her to her knees beside him then demonstrated. “Top.” He sucked Chase’s cock deep into his mouth only to release as he asked, “Or bottom?” He angled his head sharply to one side and slowly sucked one of Chase’s balls into his mouth. Chase moaned helplessly as the ticklish sensation spread outward from the gentle suction. He expected Josiah to stop again and let her choose, but apparently the demonstration wasn’t over. Josiah released his ball, but only long enough to wet his middle finger and drive it deep into Chase’s ass.

  “I’ll take top.” Katie’s emphatic answer made Chase smile. Apparently her recent orgasm hadn’t made her comfortable with giving anal pleasure.

  She crawled forward and Chase pushed his hands into her hair. She licked her lips yet seemed rather hesitant. “Have you done this before?”

  The question brought Josiah’s head up. He was obviously interested in the answer.

  “Of course. Just not while someone else was sucking on his balls and fingering his ass.”

  Both men chuckled. Apparently their reserved neighbor was getting over her aversion to crude language.

  “Would you rather watch me finish him solo?” Josiah asked, and Chase’s heart missed a beat. The thought of Josiah sucking his cock was thrilling, something he’d fantasized about for years, but Katie needed to be part of this, not just a curious observer.

  She shook her head and took a deep breath then sounded more confident. “I want to actively participate in everything tonight.” Not waiting for Josiah to resume, she sucked the tip of Chase’s cock into her mouth, and Chase moaned. His pelvis arched toward her, driving his shaft deeper and pressing his shoulders more firmly against the wall.

  Josiah wiggled his finger, an unmistakable command for attention. Chase looked down at Josiah and fought back a groan. Hunger and tenderness were so obvious in his dark eyes that Chase literally felt his knees shake. This was ridiculous. They’d fucked before, usually with some sort of audience, so what made this feel so different?

  He didn’t want to analyze the sensations, but he couldn’t seem to shut off his mind. Katie took him deep, over and over, while Josiah’s finger echoed each stroke. Josiah bent his head, licking and sucking on Chase’s balls, then working his way around so he could nibble on one of Chase’s ass cheeks. Katie stroked his chest and his legs as her head bobbed and her tongue swirled. No part of Chase’s anatomy was neglected and still he felt empty and alone. He needed more than this teasing simulation. He needed Josiah holding him, thrusting inside him, filling the empty space that had been aching for so long. He wanted Katie beneath him and Josiah above him, all three connected, moving as one.

  “More,” he cried. “I need more.” One finger became two and then three were thrusting deep inside him. Katie firmly sucked on his cock, working the base with one fist while her mouth focused on the tip. Chase framed her face with his hands and drove deeper into her mouth, fucking her as Josiah fucked him. They took and gave with equal measure, lost to everything but the consuming need.

  Fighting through passion’s haze, Chase focused on Katie’s face. Her cheeks hollowed with each firm suck and longing glistened in her jewel-bright eyes. The beauty of her response pushed Chase over the edge. He cried out sharply then thrust to the back of her mouth and came down her throat. Josiah’s clever fingers prolonged each pulse until Chase stood there trembling. Katie stayed with him, licking and swallowing until Chase had nothing left to give.

  “I think. You’re trying. To kill me.” He slipped the phrases in between harsh pants.

  Josiah chuckled as he slowly drew his fingers out, sending aftershocks zinging through Chase. “Now that would be foolish, wouldn’t it? I’ve still got plans for you.” He looked at Katie with a wicked smile and added, “I’ve got plans for both of you.”

  Katie let Josiah help her to her feet, but she looked at Chase with a conspirator’s smile. “It seems to me that the only one who hasn’t gotten off yet is Josiah.”

  “Top or bottom?” Chase asked as he reproduced Josiah’s wicked grin.

  Josiah held up a hand to ward them off. “I’d rather wait until tonight.”

  “When you’re in control and neither of us have any say in what happens?” Chase accented the challenge with an arched brow.

  “Yes. I enjoy sex best when I’m in control and I’ve learned to savor anticipation.” He looked at Katie as he added, “Depriving myself now will only make our lesson more enjoyable.”

  Her delicate brows drew together and a flicker of uncertainty flashed within her gaze. “I thought this was our lesson.”

  Josiah chuckled and shook his head. “Our lesson will take place as planned, in my playroom, at eight o’clock.”

  KATIE STARED BACK AT Josiah in conflicted silence. The more she learned about these two men, the more intriguing she found them. And her attraction was dangerous. She kept forgetting this wasn’t real, that she was trying to teach them a painful lesson. “I think I’ve had enough for one night.” She sounded cowardly and weak, which pissed her off. She prided herself in her independence and inner strength, so why did she feel so inadequate around these two?

  Chase insinuated himself between her and Josiah. “Let’s get you cleaned up and fed. Then you can decide what you want to do about tonight.”

  Josiah didn’t look pleased, but he handed Chase a bar of soap, then picked up a bottle of shampoo. They worked together to freshen every inch of her squirming body. Then Chase helped her wash Josiah, and Josiah helped her wash Chase. When all three were squeaky clean and smoldering from all the needlessly thorough caresses, they exited the shower and dried each other off.

  “What would you like for dinner?” Chase asked as Katie ran a borrowed comb through her damp hair. Chase had slipped into a clean pair of jeans, but his chest was still bare. She wore Chase’s flannel bathrobe and Josiah had gone downstairs to dress. “I meant what I said earlier. I won’t let him bully you. If you want him to back off, let me know and I’ll take care of it.”

  A slow flowing heat passed through her body and lodged in her heart. His protectiveness was sweet. She couldn’t remember the last time anyone offered to defend her. “I’m not afraid of Josiah. In fact, I need to be dragged out of my comfort zone. That’s why I suggested our lessons.” She hesitated over the last word. Nothing about what had just happened felt like a “lesson”. The sensations had been too addictive, the emotions too raw. It hadn’t felt like part of her mission either. It had felt like three lovers openly expressing their affection for each other. “I appreciate the offer.”

  He took the comb from her hand and set it aside, then threaded his fingers through hers. “Still, I know how persuasive he can be. I don’t want you agreeing to anything you really don’t want to do.”

  “I won’t.”

  He searched her gaze a moment longer, then accepted her assurance. “Then let’s go find you something to eat.” He led her from the bathroom, through the master bedroom and out into the hall.

  “Why are you so determined to feed me?” Katie hurried her steps to keep up with his purposeful stride.

  “I am so sick of undernourished females. You’re shaped the way a woman is supposed to be shaped and I want to protect those amazing curves.”

  If there had been any hint of insincerity in his tone, she would have jerked her hand out of his and gone home. Did he really think Vanessa was undernourished? It seemed implausible. Vanessa had the lithe, willowy body popular society i
dolized. He was probably just ready for a change, or he was telling Katie what she needed to hear.

  Rather than confront him with her suspicions, she asked, “Do you cook, or are you offering takeout?”

  “We’ve got quite a collection of menus,” Chase confessed with a chuckle as they reached the main staircase. “Cooking requires preparation and our lives tend to be spontaneous.”

  Spontaneous. Katie cringed. When was the last time she’d done anything spontaneous? Her life had always been orderly, predictable, dull. And she couldn’t blame it all on Dillon. He took her lack of spontaneity to an entirely new level, but she’d always relied on routine and the expectations of others to insulate her from risk. It was a safe approach to life, even if it was a little...predictable? No, there was no way around it. Until she’d started interacting with Chase and Josiah, her life had been boring.

  Josiah was sitting at the table shuffling through their menu collection when Katie and Chase reached the kitchen. “Our choices are limited if we want delivery, but I can always go pick something up.” He held up the menus like an untidy fan. “Pick your poison.”

  “I’m always up for pasta.” She pointed to a familiar menu. “Antonio’s is one of my favorites.”

  “Antonio’s it is.” He tossed the other menus aside. “Do you know what you want or do you need to look this over.”

  She slipped onto the chair across the table from Josiah. “I always have the same thing.”

  “Then you’ll have something different tonight.” He unfolded the menu and perused the selections. “Do you have any food allergies?”

  “Are you going to order for me?”

  “With your permission, of course.” He inclined his head with a roguish smile.

  “Fine. Surprise me, and no food allergies. But I really don’t like anchovies.”

  “Got it.” He pushed back his chair and strode from the kitchen so she couldn’t hear what he ordered.

  She looked at Chase as he sat down beside her. “Does he know what you like?”