After the call with her grandmother, after having everything she’d held on to for so long ripped away like a bandage off a wound that hadn’t healed, Shiori could imagine how he felt. Raw and shaken, as if the foundation of reality had splintered.
But maybe that’s what they needed. To let the wounds breathe until they faded to nothing but scars.
Her phone buzzed and she glanced down at the text. From Wendy.
Wendy: Caught up with Connor in the bar. He said I can crash in his room.
Shiori: Isn’t Tate staying with him?
Wendy: Oh! I hope so!
Shiori: You’re nuts! Lol! Enjoy your night!
Wendy: Right back atcha, babe!
Malakai and Brave had moved to the sofa, speaking softly while Malakai jotted notes on a free page. Shiori wet her lips with her tongue, considering what to do with the last of their time together.
They could spend more time talking. Missing one another before she even left.
But she had a much better idea.
Chapter Thirty-One
Striding across the room, Shiori pressed her hands against Brave’s shoulders, straddling his lap and covering his lips with hers. She kissed him until he groaned and wrapped his arms around her.
His dick swelled in his jeans and she ground down on him, ignoring the slight ache within from the other night. The pain had faded enough for longing to set in. She needed to feel Brave against her. Inside her.
Easing away from him, she pulled off her shirt—one borrowed from Malakai to cover her tube top—and tossed it aside. Brave helped her slide off the tube top, his hands covering her breasts the second they were bared.
A brush of his thumbs shot a thread of pleasure from her nipples straight down to her core. He lifted one breast to his mouth and she arched her back, moving restlessly, needing every bit of pressure from his solid length against her pussy.
Still wasn’t enough. She groaned as she reached for his belt. Malakai stopped her.
He gave her a heavy-lidded smile. “This time, I came prepared. Let me get him ready for you.”
Nodding, Shiori lifted up enough for Malakai to unzip Brave’s jeans and pull out his cock, hard and darkened with the swell of blood. He rolled the condom over Brave’s dick, stroking him languidly as Brave pressed his eyes shut and tipped his head back against the sofa.
With his other hand, Malakai reached under her skirt, pushing her panties aside to stroke her with two fingers. He slid them into her and she quivered as he drove her to the edge with a few deep thrusts.
He withdrew his fingers and brought them to Brave’s lips. “She’s so fucking wet for you. And so close. Take her, or I will.”
Brave sucked Malakai’s fingers into his mouth, opening his eyes as his lips curved. He released Malakai with one last flick of his tongue. “If I didn’t love you so much, I’d hurt you.”
Malakai smirked. “I can’t say the same. I love you. And I’ll fucking hurt you.” He leaned close to whisper in Brave’s ear. “And you’ll love it.”
“Wait your turn.” Brave latched onto Shiori’s hip, pulling her down so she could feel his dick rubbing against the thin material still partially covering her. His eyes met hers. “Put me inside you, little moon. You’re in control.”
Rising up, Shiori fisted her hand around the base of his cock, lowering until the thick head slipped past the pulsing ring of muscle. The pressure made her shudder as her body tightened around him. She rocked her hips, moving her hand to take him deeper.
Lacing her fingers behind his neck, she sank down, lips parted as he filled her. She was still tender, but that only added an edge to the sweet sensations. She kissed him as her body adjusted to the deep penetration.
Then she couldn’t keep still.
Sucking on his bottom lip, she lifted her hips, dropping down hard. The shock of pleasure jolted through her core and she gasped into Brave’s mouth, digging her nails into his skin.
His fingers dug into her ass as he helped her move, thrusting up into her when she reached the threshold of a violent orgasm that locked all her limbs, strength surrendered to ecstasy.
Brave slammed into her and she cried out as he prolonged the erotic pulse within. His steady movements built up all the wicked heat until she could feel the urgent drive to reach the summit once again.
Malakai moved behind her, kissing her shoulder as she tried to quicken her pace, faltering every time Brave lifted and her core clenched. He whispered in her ear. “Do you want more?”
“More?” Her voice was scratchy and breathless. A fine sheen of sweat broke out over her skin. She turned her head, groaning as Malakai’s lips covered hers in a slow, lazy kiss. “I need you.”
Drawing away, Malakai knelt behind her. His breath brushed the base of her spine. Beneath her, Brave released a soft curse. He shifted forward and she could feel Malakai’s hand where their bodies joined, stroking Brave.
His fingers slid up over her back hole and she shivered. The sensation was strange, but a little pressure triggered nerves that intensified the pleasure of every slow glide of Brave’s dick inside her.
Malakai’s fingers left her, then returned, slick with lube. He slid the tip of one into her and she tensed at the slight burn.
He kissed her hip. “Relax. Press back against me, love.”
Brave stopped moving, claiming her lips as Malakai eased in deeper. With the lube, and her body relaxed, the stretch didn’t hurt. She braced her hands on the sofa above Brave’s shoulders as the penetration stirred the growing need to keep moving.
“Oh fuck.” She jerked as Malakai’s finger drew out, then thrust back in. “That feels good.”
“Mmmhmm.” Malakai let out a soft laugh. “Let’s see how much you can take, sweetheart.”
She wasn’t sure what he meant until he added more lube and a second finger slid into her. Her core clenched at the heat gathering down low, building as he fucked his fingers into her ass, one hand on her hip encouraging her to rise up until only the head of Brave’s cock was still inside her.
“Move with me, baby.” Malakai wrapped his arm around her, his chest against her back, his hand on her breast. “Let’s drive him out of his mind.”
Since she was already there? Seemed fair enough. She rose and fell to Malakai’s rhythm, taking Brave harder, tipping her hips back to feel more from Malakai. A whisper of protest escaped her lips when he pulled his fingers free, but they returned, slick again, with a third that tested her limits as they sank in deeper. Having him finger her ass seemed so naughty, and she would have been shy to discuss going there, but good god, she understood why Brave loved being fucked so hard by this man.
Malakai’s every touch skillfully silenced any objections, tempting her with her own body’s response. She lost herself to him, wanting nothing more than to let him have his way. With him, all she had to do was surrender and enjoy the ride.
“That’s it. Fuck, you’re beautiful. I want this sweet little ass.” Malakai slid his lips across her shoulder, setting his teeth lightly into her skin. “Do you think you can take me, baby?”
She shivered, looking down at Brave, who reached up to brush her sweat dampened hair off her cheek. His eyes searched her face, as if to judge whether or not she was ready.
Then his lips slanted. “You want to say yes.”
She nodded, her eyes fluttering shut as Malakai pressed his fingers in deep. Opening her eyes again, she saw her pleasure reflected on Brave’s face. “You can feel him too.”
“Yes. And every time he plays with you, your pussy squeezes my dick and it’s driving me fucking crazy.” His lips parted as Malakai repeated the action and she jerked, clenching down. “I won’t last long if he keeps that up.”
Behind her, Malakai chuckled. “Oh yes, you will.” He withdrew his fingers and patted her ass. “Don’t move, pet.”
Easier said than done. She leaned down over Brave, giving him open mouthed kisses and struggling against the drive to reach the climax that she’d
been denied.
Returning quickly, Malakai took hold of her waist and lifted her off Brave. She gasped at the sudden, agonizing emptiness. The man was fucking evil.
“Trust me.” Malakai kissed her nose when she scowled at him. “I’ll make sure he stays with us for a long, long time.”
Her brow furrowed as Malakai knelt between Brave’s thighs. He had a strange leather thing in his hand.
Brave grabbed his wrist when he attached one strap around the base of his cock. “What is that?”
Malakai arched a brow, staring at Brave’s restraining hand until he moved it. He attached the second strap under Brave’s balls. “Discipline. You clearly need some help with it.”
“Discipline? What the…” Brave rolled his eyes. “Whatever, you kinky fucker.” He looped an arm around Shiori’s waist, pulling her over him. “Get back here.”
Shiori snickered, tangling her fingers in his hair, teasing him with shallow dips of her hips when he pressed into her. These two are nuts. And I fucking love it!
Grabbing her ass, Brave pulled her down, flicking his tongue over her bottom lip when she gasped. “Brat. Careful, our man is into spanking. He might pull you over his knee rather than let you fuck me.”
She wrinkled her nose. “He wouldn’t dare.”
“Don’t tempt me.” Malakai pulled off his shirt, twisting it in his hands as he watched them. “I plan to show you exactly how fucking hot that can be. But not tonight.” He locked his eyes on Brave. “Lift your hands over your head.”
Brave blinked at him. “What?”
“What was unclear?” Malakai gave Brave a hard look, which was fucking hot.
Shiori felt as though her whole body had gone liquid in response. She swallowed hard and gently pulled Brave’s hands off her waist. “Do what he says. He’s being scary sexy.”
“He really is, isn’t he?” Brave inhaled roughly, lifting his hands the rest of the way on his own. His jaw tightened as Malakai used his shirt to tightly bind his wrists. “Aren’t we supposed to negotiate before you tie me up?”
“Sure.” Malakai straightened, folding his arms over his chest. Still wearing his black jeans, while she and Brave were fully exposed, gave him the essence of complete control. His every word held an edge of power. “We can stop everything and talk. Print out a contract. Go over each and every section until we come to an agreement. Or…” Malakai’s stance relaxed. He reached out, brushing Shiori’s hair over one shoulder and bending down to kiss along the side of her neck. “Or we can improvise and deal with the details later. I promise, no spanking tonight.”
Sounded like a very good plan. Shiori gave Brave her sweetest smile.
He sighed, tugging at his wrists. “I’m a little worried at how well you ‘improvise’, but fine. So long as there’s no spanking. Or nipple clamps.”
Malakai’s brow arched. “Anything else?”
“Jesus. Should I worry about what else you’ve got in that bag?”
“No. I don’t believe I’ll need anything else.” Malakai wrapped Shiori’s hair around his hand, tugging slightly until she was bowed on Brave’s lap, gazing up at him, eyes widening at the intensity in his. “I am giving her a night she’ll never forget.”
Malakai brought his lips down over Shiori’s, loving the way she gave in, eager to experience everything he offered. After living so long for someone else, she was using her freedom to savor the forbidden without regrets.
Tonight wasn’t the end of their time together, but he and Brave were losing her for weeks. They’d have one another, but he needed her to know all they’d be missing without her.
He’d explored different levels of kink for years, but mostly with strangers. Finding a local club to play in wasn’t difficult, but being with Brave and Shiori showed him how shallow every scene had been. Shiori was still too innocent for more than light play, but Brave?
Brave could take it. And as much as he resisted, Malakai could tell giving up control turned him on. They had a long way to go before he’d admit he enjoyed everything Malakai did to him, but the journey would be fun for them both.
While Shiori was gone, delving a little deeper into a power exchange might distract Brave enough to keep him going. Malakai could easily see Brave sliding back into old habits when missing her became too much to bear.
I won’t let that happen.
So tonight, while making sure Shiori was satisfied in every way possible, Malakai would lay the groundwork between himself and Brave. The man would be easier to play with while they were focused on Shiori’s pleasure.
And she was loving her little intro to kink. Seeing a strong man like Brave tormented fascinated her.
And Malakai was just getting started.
“Does he feel bigger inside you? Harder?” Malakai ran his hand down Shiori’s chest, between her breasts, kissing her again as she shuddered. “The harness I put on him will keep him like that for you. He won’t come until I release him.”
Brave snorted. “Malakai, I love you. And I’m into you being all freaky, but with Shiori’s sweet, wet pussy milking my cock, nothing you can do will stop me from losing it.”
Shiori’s cheeks reddened. Absolutely adorable. Even with Brave’s dick deep in her body, dirty talk still embarrassed her. A reaction that would be fun to play on while it lasted.
“He talks big.” Malakai whispered against Shiori’s lips. “Should we prove him wrong until he’s begging for relief?”
Her lips parted. Her throat worked as she swallowed. Then she nodded.
“Good girl.” He loosened his grip on her hair and bent down to nip her earlobe. “I’m going to corrupt you, pet. I hope you don’t mind.”
A naughty smile on her lips, she shook her head. “Not at all. I’ll have fun being bad while the focus isn’t on me.”
Sexy and smart. Malakai took Shiori’s hands in his and brought them to Brave’s bound wrists. “Hold him for me. If he struggles too much, we’ll make him pay.”
Grinding down on Brave, Shiori latched onto the restraint and smirked when Brave hissed through his teeth. “Mmm, I like that idea.”
Brave let out a low growl. “I’m feeling outnumbered.”
“Good.” Malakai undid his jeans, stroking himself as he watched Shiori playfully torture their man. “You are.”
He had one last toy that he’d hesitated to use, but Brave’s arrogance made the decision for him. He went to his bag, pulling out a bottle of lube and a nice sized butt plug. He returned to the sofa, enjoying the way Brave’s eyes widened when he saw the plug.
“She can’t…” Brave jerked at his wrist. “Malakai, what the fuck?”
“It’s not for her.” Malakai put the plug and the lube on the sofa by Brave’s hips. He latched onto Brave’s legs, making sure Shiori was with him as he pulled Brave’s hips off the edge of the couch. Shiori leaned over, still holding Brave’s cock tight in her pussy. Her ass was bared perfectly to Malakai. And Brave was completely off balance, his thighs spreading hers, his ass exposed. He couldn’t close his legs without tipping Shiori off him. Couldn’t use his hands to pull himself back.
Perfect.
Malakai grabbed the lube and spread a generous amount on his palm. He slicked up one finger and pressed it into Brave, smiling when the man jerked and Shiori moaned. With her thighs spread so far, Shiori couldn’t move much, but Brave’s engorged dick pulsing in her tight pussy must feel nice.
And Malakai was about to make it feel even better.
After making sure Brave was nice and prepped, he covered the plug with the rest of the lube. He pushed the tip into Brave, watching his face as the widened part stretched him.
Panting, Brave tugged at his wrists. They were high above him, and without leverage, Shiori didn’t have much trouble holding them with both hands. The plug widened even more and Brave tried to pull away.
“Fuck. It’s too big, Malakai.” Brave’s thighs tensed as he realized he was trapped. “Stop.”
“Are you sure?” Malakai tap
ped Shiori’s side. “Help him. I think he needs some distraction.”
Undulating her hips, Shiori curved her hand under Brave’s jaw, giving him a long, deep kiss.
Malakai eased the pressure on the plug, then pressed forward again as Brave’s body relaxed.
“Fuck!” Brave turned his head. “I’m not sure how I feel about this, man. It almost hurts, but…but almost feels good.”
Good boy. Malakai inclined his head, knowing better than to voice the praise. Brave wasn’t there yet. He wouldn’t take it as a compliment, but as a challenge to his manhood.
“You called me kinky. Well ‘Stop’ can be vague.” Malakai grinned as Brave huffed out a laugh. “Choose a safeword.”
“How about ‘I’ll kick your ass if you don’t stop’?” Brave pressed his head back against the sofa. “Not saying that now, though.”
“Good. But we’ll choose something shorter for next time.” Malakai flattened his palm against the base of the plug, pushing it in until the widest part stretched Brave to the limit. A little more and it sank into place, only the circular bit visible. He glanced up at Brave, who’d gone still. “Are you okay?”
“Not sure.” Brave tugged at his wrists. His thighs clenched. And his breaths went shallow. “Oh fuck. I can’t do anything.”
“Anything?” Malakai looked over Brave, then Shiori, who was moving against Brave while the man held perfectly still. “Fuck her, Brave. She needs you.”
Brave lifted his hips, then dropped back down, his ass so full he likely regretted the effort. “You’re an evil fuck, you know that?”
“Still love me?” Malakai rolled on a condom, holding Brave’s gaze as he covered his dick with lube.
The man’s answer didn’t surprise him. “You don’t want to know how I’m feeling right now.”
Pressing his dick against Shiori’s spread cheeks, Malakai grinned. “Do you really want me to stop?”
As his dick breached that tight ring of muscle, Shiori gripped hard on Brave’s restraints, lowering her head to Brave’s chest. She was so fucking tight with Brave filling her, but the lube and her pressing back, letting him in, made taking her easy. Still, he was careful. One bad experience could ruin being claimed this way.
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