Evan touched her cold nose and rubbed at it with annoyance.
Jace tucked his hands in his pockets, his expression smug. “Fine. No movie. Take off your clothes and kneel by the fire while we decide what to do with you.”
Andre grabbed one of the couch pillows and set it in front of the hearth. “And make any more demands on us, and no one will touch you tonight. You’ll have to watch from the sidelines.”
She sniffed. “I’m not sure if that’s much of a threat. Well, except for no one touching me all night. The watching could be fun.”
And she meant it. The guys always put all the focus on her even though they touched and teased each other in the process. But she’d never gotten the privilege of just sitting back and watching them together. They had sex without her around sometimes. Just like she was with each of them separately on occasion. They didn’t put limits on that because their trust was strong enough not to get jealous. But watching that night in the kitchen had been a treat. She couldn’t imagine how hot it would be to watch them have sex without them having to worry about making sure she was receiving pleasure at the same time.
Andre and Jace exchanged a look, then Jace pointed to the spot in front of the fireplace. “Naked. Now.”
She rubbed her lips together, silently celebrating her victory. “Yes, sir.”
While she undressed, Jace and Andre left the room, presumably to get whatever equipment they needed and to plan. She laid her clothes over the back of one of the armchairs and hurried to get next to the fire. The cabin was warm but the sudden loss of her sweater and jeans raised goose bumps on her skin. She knelt on the pillow and sighed with contentment as the heat from fire washed over her from behind. She’d felt so ill earlier on the plane, but now her body seemed to be cooperating with her again. After all the stress of the week, she couldn’t pick any better place to be than right here waiting for her two guys to do their dirty best to her.
And being tucked away in a cabin in the middle of all that sparkling snow heightened that feeling of being cocooned in their own world. Here they didn’t have to worry about anyone judging or giving them the side eye. Even at The Ranch some of the other subs gave her looks because she’d taken two sought-after doms off the market. She couldn’t help but feel those What’s so special about her? accusations drifting her way. But when she was with just the two of them, the whole world fell away, and no one could tell her what they had wasn’t right or good or beautiful. She so needed this right now.
She sat back on her calves and closed her eyes, letting herself slide into that quiet space submission could give her, where all she focused on was what they wanted from her. There she could retreat and tuck any lingering worries or issues into a box for a while and live in the moment, feel the experience. Her version of meditation.
They left her in the silence for a while, and she didn’t hear them when they returned because she’d settled so deeply into the calm. But she caught the scent of Jace’s cologne mixing in with the hickory smell of the fire and opened her eyes.
Jace and Andre were standing a few feet in front of her, arms crossed, looming. Jace smiled and stepped forward to take her chin in his hand. He tilted her face up and ran his thumb over her lips. “Look how gorgeous our girl is, Andre. We haven’t even touched her yet and she’s already looking at us with surrender eyes.”
“We picked a good one to kidnap.”
Evan’s attention slid to Andre. If they were going to go with the kidnapping theme, she’d play the role to her fullest. “You said if I did what you told me, you’d let me go.”
Andre’s lips lifted at the corner. “Indeed, we did. Smart girl. Obeying will get you what
you want.”
“Not that you have much choice anyway,” Jace added, his green eyes flickering orange in the firelight, making his expression look even more sinister. “There’s no one around for miles. And that snow is pretty heavy. You wouldn’t get far if you tried to run.”
“Y’all must be pretty desperate to get laid if you have to steal a woman to get someone in your bed.” She sent Jace a petulant look. “What’s wrong with you? Bad in the sack?”
He huffed a quiet laugh. Normally, she wasn’t one to be a bratty sub. But tonight she was down for a little game-playing. She wanted to lose herself in this. And Jace seemed pleased that she was getting into the role.
“Now that’s not a very nice thing to say,” Jace replied, his expression cooling from humored to that intimidating dominance. He grabbed her hair, wrapping the locks around his fist, and tugged. “Get up.”
She climbed to her feet, and Jace led her by the hair toward Andre. Some silent exchange passed between the two men, and Andre sat on the couch in front of her. His dark eyes tracked down her naked form with lewd interest, making her shiver. Evan loved how they could make her feel so cherished and precious day to day, but also how they could switch off that softness when they all craved a walk on the shadier side of the street. Andre, who could be as gentle and loving as any man she’d ever met, was staring at her like she was simply an object to slake his lust.
It so totally worked for her. Especially when he tugged off his shirt, revealing all that honed muscle and tawny skin, and those rings she loved so much. He leaned back like a king awaiting his servant, spreading his arms across the back of the couch in an impressive wingspan.
“Dre, keep her smart mouth busy while I show her what happens to captives who talk back.”
“Gladly.” Andre’s slow, bad-boy smile had her going weak in the knees. So when Jace put pressure on her shoulder, she went down easily, the shaggy throw rug cushioning her descent. Andre unbuckled his belt, the sound of the leather going through metal dialing up Evan’s anticipation, then he unfastened his jeans. He took his half-erect cock in his hand and let his thighs fall open in that relaxed, masculine show of come-and-get-it confidence. “I want to get hard in your mouth. Think you can manage that?”
He didn’t have far to go, especially with him stroking it like that, but she definitely wasn’t going to back down from that challenge. “I think I can handle it, hombre.”
Jace, who still had a grip on her hair, guided her forward until she was bent over Andre’s lap. “Take him. And you’d better show some enthusiasm for it.”
Evan lifted her eyes to Andre, throwing him a defiant look, and lowered her mouth on him. Jace released her hair, and she swirled her tongue around the head of Andre’s cock, then took him to the back of her throat. Instantly, his flesh swelled and lengthened in her mouth, making her choke a little with the sudden fullness. Her gag reflex kicked in, and she eased back to slide her mouth to the head again.
His lip curled. “Yeah, you could use some practice, but you’ll do.”
She narrowed her eyes at him, and she could tell he was holding back a laugh. Bastard was going to question her skills? Well, she could play that game, too. She let his cock slip out of her mouth and dropped down low to kiss and lick at his balls, teasing them with her tongue, before gliding up the underside of his cock again and swirling around the crown.
He groaned and put his hands on the side of her head to encourage her to take him deep again. “Don’t torture me. Suck me.”