Switch It Up

by Sara Brookes

  Kochran silenced her with a finger against her lips. “It’s all right, Madeline. Tonight isn’t just about your collaring ceremony. It took me a long time to get to this place, but I’m still not ready to give up everything. I’m not sure how the general membership will accept me as anything but a Master, but these people in this room...they are as much a part of my heart and soul as you are. They accept me for whatever I am. Even a slave.”

  Ezra pulled his hand from his pocket, and for the first time, she realized the two bands he’d always worn stacked on his ring finger weren’t there. These men of hers certainly were full of surprises tonight. She grabbed his hand without thinking, rubbing her thumb over the slight indention the rings had left from long-term wear.

  “It was time,” Ezra said simply. “Just like it’s time for this too.”

  He showed her a pair of rings. Both were silver, with three nude figures entwined together, as though they were locked in a passionate, carnal embrace, similar to the pendent Ezra had given her. She drew a sharp breath as she realized the rings were collars.

  “I thought this would be something to bind the three of us together while we’re at the club. For the past five years, there has always been this awful, glaring hole inside me. I tried a few different ways to fill it, thought I’d come close a few times, but it was never quite right. And then you came along.” Ezra slipped the ring onto Kochran’s finger. “You ripped those holes wide open so I couldn’t help but give you my heart. It scares me to feel this way about two people again, but I don’t want to stop. Can’t.”

  Emotion built in Maddy’s chest as she noticed the slight quiver in Kochran’s fingers.

  Ezra continued, “I don’t understand why you make me feel the things I do. Some days it’s hard to process it all. But the one thing I haven’t questioned is how I feel for you both. How we’re all a part of each other whether we like it or not. I’ve never needed two people in my life more than I do right now.”

  Kochran reached for Maddy’s hand, adding hers on top of Ezra’s so they could slip the band into place. “We’re certainly a complicated situation no one but the three of us will understand. Our dynamic makes us all a little insane, but there isn’t anyone else in the world that I want to go crazy with. You helped me stop running from a past I thought I had to deny. With you both, I’m not the head of Noble House or the pet. I am neither Master nor slave. I’m simply Kochran. That is who I am and I can finally, finally accept that I’m comfortable in my own skin because I have two of the greatest loves I’ve ever known who have shown me the way.” He glanced toward Maddy and nodded.

  Her chest went tight, swelling with emotions so strong and deep they stole her breath. She understood what he meant about the complicated dance they were a part of. No one else may have fully understood how they would make it all work, but as long as the three of them did, that was all that mattered.

  That same understanding made her look to Ezra, waiting for the small nod of permission before she proceeded. Emotion danced in his gaze as that approval came. The ring slipped easily into place, a sense of harmony filling her in ways she never expected as she looked at the simple band surrounding Kochran’s finger.

  Before either of the men could say anything else, she plucked the other ring from Ezra’s palm. She snagged Kochran’s hand, and together they slipped the ring into place on Ezra’s finger. They’d surpassed the need for words as they settled the visual symbol of their union into place. As she glanced between the two men, she saw all the love she would ever need written in their eyes.

  Though she’d never expected to find such adoration and understanding when she’d hacked into the club’s website, this was home. They were joined together in the breathless moments of dominance and submission in a way only a select few could understand.

  Chapter Thirty

  Ten minutes later, Kochran lay spread out on the bondage table in the center of the Keep, the gorgeous lines of his body utter perfection before Ezra’s gaze. Maddy waited patiently nearby. Part of Ezra was tempted to make her watch, but the sparkle of her collar reminded him how much he enjoyed being with them both. There would be time to exploit her voyeuristic tendencies later. Right now, Ezra needed them to cement their forever with their bodies against his.

  Awareness of the room and all the people fell away as he pulled her closer, peeling off the flowy white shirt and dark blue leggings she’d worn. Her breathing quickened as he caressed the smooth skin on her stomach, moving his hands around to cup the delectable curve of her ass as he crouched. She leaned into him, allowing her body to speak her need when she realized his mouth was inches from her mound.

  “Please,” she whimpered.

  He gave in, pressing a gentle kiss to her lower abdomen, right above the waistband of her underwear. Ezra stood again, loving the hazy spark in her eyes indicative of subspace. “Why don’t you preoccupy Kochran while I make sure he can’t run away from us? But don’t get him too excited. It’s going to be a long night.”

  Her eyes gleamed with an intoxicating happiness. “Yes, Sir.”

  That kind of eagerness wasn’t something Ezra ever wanted to vanish. Without hesitation, Maddy bent over Kochran’s twitching cock and started to make sweet, sweet love to him with her mouth. That temptation to watch them rose again and Ezra knew he was forever theirs.

  Ezra retrieved two coils of rope, working efficiently to bind Kochran’s ankles and lower legs to the table. The intricate pattern Enver had shared with him worked beautifully in this instance, holding Kochran’s legs wide so Ezra would have unimpeded access. Held open this way, his defenses were obliterated.

  As he stepped beside Maddy, Ezra noticed the line that had formed between Kochran’s eyebrows. More than just concentration as Kochran fought against need that was undoubtedly building inside him. Ezra had been inside Maddy’s mouth more than once and knew how skillful she was.

  Maddy pressed her mouth against the spot and whispered, “You all right?”

  Kochran heaved out a breath, his torso trembling with the effort. “Yeah. Just been a while since I’ve been bound.”

  Ezra skimmed his hand along Kochran’s side, reveling in the gooseflesh that erupted under his touch. “Forgot about that initial surge of panic, huh? The internal struggle your mind and your body have?”

  “Fight or flight.” Kochran smirked.

  “That’s all the restraint I’m planning for you tonight, pet. I need your hands free.” Ezra positioned himself beside Maddy and maneuvered her so she was aligned with the head of the table. He slipped behind her, kissing her shoulder as he looked down the line of Kochran’s prone form. Shadows highlighted the definition of his muscles, his pecs and the dark disks of his nipples. “Isn’t he gorgeous, baby girl? And he’s all ours.”

  Ezra circled Maddy’s waist, cupping a hand around one of her breasts and slipping his other finger under the ruffled hem of her panties. He flicked her clit with his fingernail at the same time he squeezed her breast. A soft hiss spilled from her lips, charging the air as Kochran’s cock twitched.

  “Lean forward, Maddy. Hands on the table, on either side of Kochran’s head.” Ezra tugged gently on her hips as she curled her fingers around the rolled edge of the table. “That’s a good girl.”

  Ezra sank to a crouch, retrieving a string of cornflower-blue glass balls and a tube of lubrication he’d tucked into his pack earlier. He ran his fingers over each sphere and the connecting rope, even though he’d checked them over thoroughly when the package had arrived special delivery from Virginia. The glass craftsman he’d ordered them from was a genius who should have been paid triple his fee.

  He tugged aside the fabric, teasing her opening with his wet fingers. “Spread wide for me, Maddy.” The position placed her at the perfect angle. He worked the first ball past her tight muscles, loving the soft moan she gave when her body accepted the object. “That’s it, baby girl. Gonna
get this pretty little asshole of yours nice and stretched so both of us can fuck you at the same time.” She took the last two globes with ease, the muscles of her legs quivering as the final one slipped into place.

  When Ezra came to stand beside her again, her sleepy expression roused him further. Though she was already firmly in the grip of subspace, he needed her even deeper. She gasped, her eyes clearing, as he tugged one of her nipples and slipped a clover clamp into place. She was prepared for the second clamp and slipped back into a comforting embrace of his control once again.

  “Hold Maddy’s wrists,” Ezra instructed Kochran.

  “That was fucking gorgeous, watching you do that to her.” One side of Kochran’s mouth lifted briefly before smoothing.

  He ran his knuckles along the inside of Maddy’s forearms before caressing her wrists with his thumbs. She moaned softly, closing her eyes. Kochran wrapped his fingers around her wrists, anchoring the trio together with an unbreakable bond. Ezra cemented it further by hooking his finger through the chain connecting the clamps and brushing it against Kochran’s lips. Kochran opened, the dangling chain slipping into his mouth. He gave an experimental tug that caused Maddy to hiss. The sound of it wrapped around the base of Ezra’s cock, as effective as any cock ring he’d ever employed.

  “Touch yourself, pet.”

  Kochran’s face was a mask of emotions as he asked, “What?”

  “I said there was a reason I wasn’t going to bind your hands.”

  Kochran narrowed his eyes. “Thought you didn’t want to watch tonight.”

  “Your Dom is showing, pet.” Kochran blew out a heavy breath as he wrapped his hand around the shaft. “It looks like you’re preparing for war.”

  “In some ways, I think I am.”

  Kochran dragged his fist up, stopping just under the flared crown. He held there, his internal struggle visible. Ezra understood. That initial surrender to his Master had come much easier because there hadn’t been dozens of watchful gazes assessing and weighing every single movement or choice. Every misstep. Here, in front of his friends and trusted colleagues, Kochran Duke was becoming the pet.

  “Fighting your instincts to take the scene over?”

  Kochran shook his head as he worked his fist up and down a few times. A tremor worked through his abdominal muscles, up to his pecs and through his shoulders. “Fighting coming. Fighting begging for more. For less. Fighting for it all, Master.”

  Ezra touched Kochran’s hand. “I know that well thanks to you, pet. I have every faith that you will perform beautifully and flawlessly.”

  Looking up the line of Kochran’s body, Ezra knew he’d tamed a wolf. So perfect. All strain and hard breath, shadows and sweat-glistened skin drawn tight over hard muscles. Agonizing self-control. Kochran was pure, raw, animalistic sex lying on the table, skin flushed, one hand on his cock, the other locked around Maddy’s wrist. Half restrained, half free and wholly his.

  Once again, the need to observe rose so swiftly, Ezra had to tamp it down. He loved this struggle. Two of his chosen kinks warring with one another as though locked in some eternal strife. Collaring them should have sated him, but instead, it had awakened the need for more. It made him connected to Maddy and Kochran in ways that he couldn’t begin to understand.

  Ezra positioned himself between Kochran’s legs, loving all the sensations bracketing his body. He touched the rim of Kochran’s anus, pleased when his hips strained against the bondage. A low, helpless groan tripped past his lips, washing over Ezra. Kochran’s aching need was tangible. Ezra used his fingers to slowly play with Kochran, timing his gentle prodding to Kochran’s strokes.

  Maddy groaned loudly, and Ezra looked up to see that Kochran had arched his neck, which tugged on the chain he still had clenched between his teeth. His knuckles were white where he continued to grip her wrist while he stroked. Maddy would wear those bruises for a few days. She’d love it.

  Ezra focused his attention on Kochran again, working his finger against the tight pucker until Kochran accepted him with a loud hiss. Kochran’s pace remained steady and he fucked his fist as Ezra worked another finger into him. Then another. His breathing had an edge of urgency as his hand moved faster and faster, his strokes rough. Maddy’s name became a chant filling the air, and Kochran was so close to exploding, Ezra swore he could taste it.

  “Stop,” he ordered.

  Kochran continued, his hips bucking wildly against the ties holding him down. For a moment, Ezra thought he was going to have to force his hand, but Kochran gave a deep growl that vibrated the air as he yanked his hand away. Maddy yelped as he grabbed her other wrist so hard the skin under his fingers turned white.

  “Maddy.” Ezra gestured for her to come over to him. Her worried expression nearly made him grin. Caught up in the power spinning around them, she wanted to obey the command, but she wanted to stay there and provide support for Kochran. “It’s all right, baby girl.”

  Ezra stripped away her delectable panties, careful of the string attached to the anal beads still tucked securely inside her. “Up you go.” She allowed him to lift her over the table, position her on her knees so her thighs bracketed Kochran’s hips. “Stay just like that and watch.”

  He slicked a coat of lubricant over his condom-covered erection, inching forward until he set the crown against Kochran’s opening. There was no resistance as he pushed forward, as he and Maddy watched Kochran accept all that Ezra had to give him.

  He gave a few experimental thrusts, pressing deeper each time the walls of Kochran’s channel rippled around his driving cock. Pleasure swamped him, so intense his ears started to ring. He had to pull back from the brink, remind himself he wasn’t the only one who needed to get off. Still buried deep inside Kochran, he held Maddy poised over Kochran’s straining erection. Though he would have liked to have watched her slide onto Kochran, Ezra was much more interested in her face. More importantly her eyes. As Kochran filled her, her expressive eyes flared, her pupils blowing wide open. That alluring red flush crept over her neck and chest.

  “Like being that full, sweetheart?” She nodded, her hair brushing against his shoulder as she leaned on him for support. “Later we’ll both be inside you filling you even more. Would you like that?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Maddy moaned as Ezra ground his hips against her and Kochran, her wet core slicking his abdomen as he pressed hard between her legs. Her whole body tensed as she dropped her head back, exposing her throat to him.

  Ezra kissed her there, a tender brush of his lips against the beat of her pulse. The idea they were both open to him because of the position sent a tremendous thrill arcing through him.

  “Oh, fuck. Yes.”

  Ezra snorted softly at the curse tripping past her lips, the pleading tone of a word he rarely heard from her. “I like how that sounds from you.”

  His balls were hard and tight and full, release screaming like a wailing banshee in mourning. All he could think about was the pressure across his groin. The release tingling at the base of his spine. How fucking fabulous this all felt. But he wasn’t ready. Wasn’t ready to stop burying himself in Kochran’s ass, experiencing the delicious heat of Maddy’s cunt against his skin every time he thrust home.

  Kochran jerked as Ezra hit the sensitive bundle of nerves on his upstroke. “Master. Fuck. I need to come.”

  “No,” Ezra ground out at his pet’s pleading request, thrusting through the constriction around his shaft. Tight. So, so tight. He powered through the grip on his dick, slamming so hard into Kochran and Maddy that Ezra was sure they were all going to wear bruises for days. He gloried in that revelation. Maddy’s thighs began to violently tremble, and he knew there would be no way to stop her.

  “Maddy, come,” Ezra whispered as he tugged hard on the chain connecting the nipple clamps.

  And she did, beautifully. Her orgasm was stark and raw, slamming into her so violen
tly, she bucked. Her fingers dug into Ezra’s shoulders as she fought to maintain her balance, a desperate whimper sounding in his ear.

  He banded his arm around her waist, taking her weight fully. “I’ve got you, Maddy. Go on. Come again for us.”

  Her body went lax as she gave herself over to the power of the moment. She came again, screaming as Ezra thrust into Kochran, which drove Kochran up hard and fast into her. Fueled by their sounds, Ezra urged himself to go quicker, deeper. He wanted to do his best not to hurt either of them, but oh, fuck, yes, it feels too good.

  Kochran came without warning, his body freezing in mid-thrust into Maddy as he strained from the power of the release. Their combined climax tore through Ezra, making it difficult to concentrate on anything. They’d become beings of light and pleasure and he was incapable of doing anything.

  So fucking close.

  “Now you.” Kochran and Maddy spoke together, their voices raw from the quick breaths and harsh cries, lost in the impossible area where command and surrender came together.

  Pleasure and relief flooded Ezra in a hot rush of extraordinary joy as he pushed closer to orgasm. Nothing else mattered. He twisted and gasped, fighting the unavoidable wave because hanging in that space where everything was perfect was so damn good. He vibrated with need, his dick a jutting, achy pain that demanded attention.

  He loved the struggle, the pain, the command and the surrender. Loved knowing he’d finally discovered the answer he’d sought. Loved knowing everything was once again as it should be. He couldn’t wait any longer, hammering into Kochran once, twice, swept away by a climax that started at his toenails, gripped his balls, and finally jerked out of his cock.

  The Keep, the scene, faded into the blur of sweat and heat and light. Ezra’s world narrowed further, and he finally, finally knew there would be no one else for him. He’d found the people he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Forever and always, because somehow their unlikely triad had come together to make a perfect circle.