by Leah Brooke
Shocked, she jolted, a cry escaping when she realized that the clips were also attached to the leather circling her neck. “Hoyt! Oh, God!”
He attached the other clip with no warning, sending another surge of pain through her, an erotic pain that turned quickly to pleasure. “Be still. Spread those thighs. I need to attach the clit clip before Jake gets here.”
“Oh, God. Oh, God!”
Shaking, Nat obeyed him, listening anxiously for the sound of her husband coming through the front door. She could only imagine how she’d look to him.
In his present mood, the sight of her shackled this way would only inflame him more.
She couldn’t wait.
Desperate to please Jake, she spread her thighs, sucking in a breath as she waited with breathless anticipation.
Jake always used his mouth to attach a clit clip, holding it between his teeth and sucking her clit through it to attach it. He’d told her many times that it was the best way to do it.
The thought of Hoyt using his mouth on her had her shaking with a combination of excitement and alarm.
Hoyt’s touch didn’t have the gracefulness that Jake’s did, but it had a hunger as if he wanted to make up for all the years they’d been apart.
Crying out when he gripped her thighs, she tried to look down at him, but the thick strap around her neck prevented her from seeing him.
Every movement tugged the clips at her nipples, and when Hoyt’s hot mouth closed over her clit, the jolt of shock pulled the clips hard.
“Oh, fuck! Son of a bitch. Hoyt, I’m gonna come.”
With a groan, he released her just as suddenly, leaving her clit throbbing, an unfamiliar tugging sensation nearly throwing her from the edge. “You’d better not.”
“Oh, God. What’s there? Shit, Hoyt, what did you—oh!” The tickling sensation between her thighs threatened to drive her wild, but she couldn’t look down to see it, and couldn’t reach for it to try to figure out what it was. Having her head held up and her hands fastened behind her back also forced her to thrust her breasts out, the pressure on her nipples sending wave after wave of need to her slit.
His warm lips touched her thigh where he’d just slapped it. “Quiet. Not one word. You don’t need to know what I do. This time, I’ll tell you, but only because I want you to know. There are chains hanging from the clip on your clit—chains that will sway each time you move and tug at that beautiful clit. Now, be quiet. As soon as Jake finishes fucking that mouth, I’m gagging you.”
Stepping back, he eyed her critically. “On your knees.”
Nat dropped to her knees as gracefully as possible, her pulse tripping at the sound of the front door opening and closing. The tug to her nipples and clit added to her excitement, her pussy and lubed ass clenching in anticipation.
Hoyt frowned. “Spread those thighs. Your Master’s going to expect to see the pussy he owns as soon as he walks through the door.”
Nodding, he stepped to the side, his eyes hooded as they raked over her. “Very nice. Nice arch to that back. I want you to remember that position when you’re told to assume it.”
Another rush of moisture escaped as she heard Jake’s slow steps coming down the hall.
She had a feeling that after tonight, some things would be changed forever.
Keeping her eyes trained on the doorway, and aware of Hoyt’s scrutiny, she held her breath, anxious to see her husband’s reaction.
It proved more than she could have ever hoped for.
Carrying her clothing, he stopped as if running into a brick wall, his eyes going wide for several heart-stopping moments as his gaze raked over her. His features softened briefly, his eyes filled with love and desire. “You did this for me?”
He tossed her clothing aside and started stripping out of his, unbuttoning his shirt with one hand while freeing his cock with the other.
Smiling, Nat started to nod, remembering the collar and clips at the last second. “I would do anything for you.” She licked her lips, letting her gaze lower and linger on his cock before lifting it to his again. “Master.”
The flare of heat in his eyes held an intensity that sent a thrill through her, filling her with pride that her husband got pleasure from her.
Determined to give him more, she waited expectantly while he rid himself of the rest of his clothing, tossing each item aside as he stripped out of it.
Cupping her cheek, he pressed his thumb to her bottom lip. “You’re the most exciting woman I’ve ever known. Yes, open that mouth.”
Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Hoyt move past her and disappear into the playroom. Opening her mouth wide, she shivered with delight as Jake’s fingers sank into her hair.
Holding her head steady, he slipped the head of his cock past her lips.
Startled at the feel of Hoyt’s hand sliding over her back, she jolted, earning a groan from Jake.
“Keep that mouth still. Jake just wants to feel that hot mouth before he fucks your pussy. As soon as he takes his cock out, I’m going to gag you. Jake looks like he’s in the mood to fuck you hard, darlin’, and the gag should muffle your screams.”
Jake groaned again, sliding his cock deeper and fucking her mouth with slow, smooth strokes. “I love hearing her screams, but tonight a gag suits my mood.”
Trembling, Nat concentrated on remaining still, focusing on nothing more than relaxing her mouth so he could take the pleasure he wanted. Jake tilted her head back as much as the collar allowed, the sharp tug to her nipples and his dark mood inflaming her. “Hmm. I like the clips on her, Hoyt. She’s very nicely presented.”
She could feel Hoyt’s sharp gaze as he stood next to her, his arms folded across his chest as he stared down at her. It struck her suddenly that he’d adopted the role of Master, and watched over her to make sure she pleased Jake.
It excited her more than she could have imagined.
“I’m glad you think so. I’m going to enjoy buying things for her.” Hoyt’s voice had a gravelly tone that it hadn’t before.
Nat fisted her hands behind her back as the tension inside her mounted. With her legs spread wide and the clip on her clit holding the hood back and leaving it exposed, she felt every brush of air against it.
“I want her pussy.” Withdrawing from her mouth, Jake bent to lift her, his expression harder and colder than ever. Releasing her, he took a step back, running his fist up and down the length of his cock. “Very nice.”
Staring into her eyes, he tugged the chain connected to first one nipple and then the other, her soft cry seeming to spur him on. “Turn around.”
Rushing to obey him, she bit back a groan as the chains swayed against her thighs, the small tugs to her clit making her dizzy, and she couldn’t reach out her hands to steady herself.
Jake’s hands closed over her waist. “Don’t move. I’ll get the pillows.”
He piled them high at the edge of the bed before lifting her and settling her over them. Without a word, he gripped her thighs, spread them wide and plunged into her with a firm thrust that stole her breath.
So good. So hot.
“Fuck, yeah!” Jake’s grip tightened, holding her in place for his firm, quick thrusts. “That’s my girl. Hell, woman, you tie me up in knots.”
Each thrust took her closer to the edge, the tugs to her nipples and clit with every stroke of her husband’s thick cock sending her senses spiraling out of control.
The pleasure came from everywhere, overwhelming her, and making it difficult to focus.
Feeling Hoyt’s watchful gaze added another layer of eroticism that fueled her hunger.
Suddenly, Hoyt’s hands tightened in her hair, and he forced her mouth open, pushing the ball gag between her lips.
He fastened it with an efficiency that stoked her jealousy, compelling her to fight him, a struggle he won with infuriating ease. When he finished attaching it, he ran his thumb over her lips, smiling down at her. “I think you should be kept this way all the time. When
a cock isn’t in that ass, a plug should be in there, reminding you that it belongs to us.”
Jake’s laugh had a hard edge to it, his thrusts coming faster. “She loves that, but won’t admit it. She’s. A. Naughty. Naughty. Girl.”
So close.
Just when she thought she’d go over, Jake slowed his thrusts, and after another slap to her ass, he shoved a finger into her lubed bottom. “Very naughty.”
Oh, God!
She cursed him—unintelligible curses that the gag muffled—so close to coming that she didn’t care about anything else. Frustration made her more violent than usual, but with her hands secured behind her back and draped over several pillows with her ass in the air, she couldn’t get any leverage.
She couldn’t do a damned thing about her predicament, finding herself forced into whatever position they wanted to put her in.
So exciting. So decadent.
Hoyt chuckled. “She’s a wild thing, isn’t she?”
Jake withdrew his finger from her ass, leaving her more frustrated at the reawakened awareness there. “Yeah, she is. She’s not behaving, though.” Several more sharp slaps landed, heating her ass cheeks. “Be still, Nat! This pussy is mine to fuck for my pleasure. Not yours. This is about what I want. Not what you want.”
Groaning, she blinked back tears of frustration as Hoyt tightened his hands in her hair and kept her face turned toward his.
She wanted to come. She needed to come.
Taking several deep breaths, she opened her eyes, looking straight into Hoyt’s cold, watchful ones.
Still holding her hair, he slid a hand down her back. “Good girl. I know it’s hard for you to be good, but you’re just going to have to learn. I’m not going to be as easy on you as Jake’s been, and it sure as hell doesn’t look like he’s going to let you get away with shit anymore either.”
Jake thrust several more times, digging at a spot inside her that he knew well. The friction against her inner walls drove her wild, his thick cock filling her with every deep stroke.
Rougher than usual, he seemed almost primitive in his hunger for her. Even as he took, he gave, seeming determined to prove his mastery over her body, and her senses.
His sudden withdrawal shocked her, leaving her pussy clenching and her hips rocking of their own volition. “Patience, baby. As soon as I roll on this condom, I’ll take your ass.” He thrust a finger into her bottom once, pulling it free again just as she started to lift into it. “Oh, yeah. You want that ass filled, don’t you, baby?”
Her scream of frustration behind the gag only seemed to amuse Hoyt.
“Found yourself in a predicament, haven’t you?” Glancing at Jake, he rose slightly. “Too bad. Behave yourself, or I’ll spank that clit again.”
Nat groaned at the tingling in her clit at his threat, stilling when the head of Jake’s cock pressed against her puckered opening.
Her eyes fluttered close as sensation took over.
Jake pushed the head of his cock through the tight ring of muscle and into her, the decadent feel of having her ass impaled sending her senses soaring. “So fucking tight.” Gripping her thighs, he pulled them closed, leaving her legs dangling over the edge of the bed. “So good.” With a hand braced on either side of her waist, he leaned over her as he sank his cock deeper.
“See, baby. Even with your legs closed, you can’t keep me out. Bent over and lubed, there’s nothing you can do to keep me out. Hoyt, take off the gag. I want to hear her.”
Hoyt lowered his head, the fire in his eyes mesmerizing. “With pleasure.” Covering her mouth and the ball gag with his, he kissed her with a raw passion and hunger that stunned her. “Hmm. Yes, baby. I want that mouth.” His lips firmed and then brushed over hers, not giving her the kiss she needed.
She needed him to take her mouth. She needed the taste of him.
She didn’t want anything in the way.
She needed to feel his tongue against hers.
She needed to taste his passion.
Frustrated, and overwhelmed at the feel of Jake’s hot, steely cock forcing her ass to stretch to accommodate him, Nat whimpered in her throat.
Suddenly finding her hands free, she reached for Hoyt with a muffled cry, trembling uncontrollably at the warm tingling sensation that warned her she was about to come.
Sensation layered over sensation, hunger feeding hunger.
Hoyt lifted his head, his movements jerky as he unfastened the gag, the tension in his voice unmistakable as he gently removed it. His eyes narrowed, glittering with pride. “You’re the most exciting woman I’ve ever known.”
His mouth covered hers, letting her taste the passion she’d been desperate for.
Bracing his hands on either side of her waist, Jake leaned over her, his body hot against her back and bottom as he scraped his teeth over her shoulder. “Slick and tight.”
Shivering, Nat groaned as Jake withdrew slightly and pushed his cock deep again, reveling in the hard edge to the way he took her.
Jake’s hands firmed on her hips while Hoyt sank one of his in her hair, reaching under her to tug at the chains on her nipples.
Jake groaned and sank deep again, each stroke coming a little faster and with more firmness than the last, making her ass burn and clench on him. “I want to feel that ass milk my cock. Yes. Nice and tight. Hot. All bent over with that sweet ass in the air.” Reaching under her, he touched his finger to her exposed clit, the jolt of electricity forcing a cry from her. “You’re going to come while I’m fucking your ass, baby, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”
The arm around his waist held her steady for his quick, shallow thrusts, positioning her in a way that allowed Hoyt even better access to her breasts.
With a low growl, Jake tapped her clit. “Whose clit is this?”
“Yours!” With her feet hooked around his legs, she gripped him tighter, her breath coming out in ragged grunts with every thrust of his cock. The tingling grew stronger, every inch of her skin alive with prickling heat. “I’m yours. Please. Oh, God. I’m coming.”
He thrust deep, sliding his finger faster over her clit, and the pleasure inside her exploded.
An all-consuming, tingling heat washed over her—a bliss so intense that she couldn’t breathe.
She arched back as far as she could, digging her fingers into Hoyt’s shoulders, thrilling at the scrape of his teeth over her nipple.
Riding the ecstasy, she sucked in a breath, and then another.
Her ass clamped down on Jake’s cock, the tight burning overwhelming her senses.
The hot, tingling waves of pleasure left her breathless, cresting and rolling through her, the strength of them leaving her dizzy and weak.
Jake groaned against her ear as he sank his cock deep into her ass, his arm around her waist tightening as his cock pulsed inside her. “Yes, baby. Let go. Come for me. Keep coming. Keep milking my cock with that tight ass. Yeah, that’s my girl.”
His strokes to her clit slowed, dragging out her orgasm until even the gentle friction became too much to bear.
Whimpering, she gripped his forearm. “Please. No more. Please. I’m begging.” Trembling, she jolted at each slide of his finger over her clit, whimpering again when Hoyt took her hands in his and placed them on his shoulders.
Pushing her hair back, he gathered her closer. “So fucking beautiful. I love you so damned much.”
His voice—a ragged whisper—washed over her as he unfastened the leather collar. “Jake, I’m gonna take off the clips on her nipples. Ready?”
“Absolutely.”
Jake’s strokes to her clit increased just as the blood rushed back into her nipples, sending her over again.
“Oh! Oh, God.” Every inch of her body shimmered, her muscles tightening for several heart-stopping moments before going limp again.
Jake crooned to her, his voice much softer and loving than it had been a few minutes ago, all traces of cold Master replaced by warm, possessive lover. “That’s i
t, baby. Yes, a few more little strokes. Nice and slow. Hmm. That’s it.”
“No more. No more. Please.” She tried to lift her head, but her muscles refused to obey her.
“No more, baby.” Jake’s lips touched her ear as he wrapped both arms around her and slowly withdrew. “That’s it. Easy, love. I’ve got you.”
Hoyt’s hands closed over her waist. “Let me have her. I need to hold her.”
Jake cuddled her against him. “Yeah. I’m gonna get cleaned up and then I want to hold her, too. I’ll fix a bath for her.”
Taking her from Jake, Hoyt settled her against him, running a hand over her hair as she dropped her head on his shoulder. “Tub’s big enough. I think I’ll join you. I think she needs both of us tonight.”
Nat smiled drowsily and sighed. “Yeah.”
“Not so talkative anymore, huh?” Hoyt sat at the edge of the bed and settled her on his lap, chuckling softly. “Now I see why Jake spoils you rotten.”
Curious, she let her head fall back against his bicep so she could look up at him, weak from pleasure. “Why?”
With a thoughtful smile, Hoyt brushed her hair back with a hand that shook. “Because you’re so fucking irresistible.” Bending low, he touched his lips to hers, running a hand down her side. “Every day I spend with you, I love you even more.”
Chapter Seventeen
Watching his wife pace back and forth at the foot of the bed, Jake glanced at the weather forecast on the television he’d muted over ten minutes earlier to listen to Nat’s unfounded complaints about Hoyt.
He didn’t know what Hoyt had done to wind her up this way, but he had a feeling it had a lot more to do with her own feelings than anything Hoyt did.
It had been a week since the night he’d gone to the club, and since then, she’d been more emotional than usual.
Jake knew his wife well enough to know that having both of them in her life now had her riding an emotional roller coaster, one they’d all have to ride out until she got accustomed to having Hoyt in their lives.
