BRIELLE
Oh, God-Oh, God-Oh, God-Oh, God!”My brain isn’t capable of functioning beyond that. The have me trapped, riding Leo’s face and he’s not messing around. His tongue, so broad and talented, laps at my pussy, thrusts inside me, and swirls around my clit.
I thought Thorin’s leg ties were pretty. Pretty and pretty tame. And they might be, in any other position. But the second he took my ability to raise my hips, he turned this into an entirely different game.
Thorin watches me through those steely eyes, before lubing up his fingers. He rubs little circles around my anus, as Leo spreads my cheeks for him.
Thorin presses against the ring of muscle, slowly, patiently, but with unfailing determination. A shiver of pleasure seizes my body as he works his finger inside me. I stretch around him, but it’s so intense that spots form in my vision.
“You have the sexiest ass,” Thorin murmurs. “I’m going to bury my cock in it and fuck you until you can’t see straight.” He adds another finger, working them as deep as he can, while his other hand fists my hair, using it to pull me down harder on Leo’s tongue.
Leo rumbles in appreciation, but I, unable to do anything but take all of it, shriek as the sheer ecstasy roils under my skin. “Leo — Leo please,” I whisper, the tension and heat in my belly building to an almost unbearable degree.
Mal places my hands behind my head, kisses me on the forehead, and hops up, disappearing behind me. I can’t tell how long he’s gone, but I don’t dare move my hands. When he comes back, metal glints in his hand. Thorin chuckles, and it’s an ominous sound.
My clit is throbbing, my nipples aching, and I would give just about anything to come right now, but that doesn’t seem to be the plan. Anytime I get close, Leo eases up, and every single time, I hear myself begging for release.
Thorin removes his fingers from my ass, leaving me feeling hollow. But I don’t have long to wait. Something cold and smooth takes their place. It’s wider, stretching me almost the point of pain, but as soon as I take a breath, he eases back, only to push a little deeper the next time.
Mal settles on the bed, a black metal chain dangling from his fingers. My core contracts when I realize what’s attached to each end. He takes one of the wicked-looking nipple clamps, tugs at my nipple, and clips it on.
A swirling wave of pain and pleasure overtakes me. I’m still trying to catch my breath when Mallon fastens the second one. Leo sucks my clit, feathering his tongue against the sensitive nub as Thorin seats his toy deep in my butt. I can’t move, but I struggle anyway, feeling the bite of the rope and reveling in the brutal security created by Thorin’s skilled hands.
I’m so close, my body is trembling. Mallon tugs on the chain swinging between my breasts, the sensation scorching my nerves. I’m teetering on the edge of something so big that it fills me with trepidation. For a split second, I think they might actually manage to kill me with orgasms.
There’s a soft click from behind me, and a split second later, the toy in my ass starts to vibrate. Mallon tugs harder on the clamps, and Leo growls against my pussy.
Every muscle in my body contracts with mind-melting exhilaration. I’m not human. I’m pure pleasure. I come and come and come. I can’t stop. It comes in waves. Pulsing, throbbing, waves.
I’m vaguely aware of Leo letting up, and when the vibrations stop, strong hands lay me down on the bed. I blink up, realizing Mallon is hovering over me, his expression softer than I think I’ve ever seen it.
Soft fingers, so many of them, stroke my belly and breasts. They tease my thighs and caress my hips. I sigh happily as someone pets my hair, sending chills down my back.
This is an aspect of being with multiple men that I had never considered. The sexy stuff is insane. Brain-melting, panty-incinerating insane. But this… I’ve never felt so adored. I’ve never felt so safe or cared for. To be the center of their attention is a powerful thing.
Gentle touches feather over my nipples, not enough to really amp me back up, but certainly enough to keep warm and remind me that I haven’t escaped their clutches yet. Not that I want to.
“Do you need a break, Pet?”
“God, no,” I laugh. “I was promised some really specific and really filthy things.” Mallon’s expression changes, and I can almost see the dirty thoughts reflected in his eyes. He reaches down and unties my legs.
“You’re going to need those. Come here.” He leans against the headboard and pulls me on top of him, my bare back to his warm chest. Just like in the SUV, he places my hands behind his head, only this time, they’re trapped. I couldn’t move them if I wanted to.
Thorin hands him a bottle of lube before closing his mouth around one of the nipple clamps and running his teeth over the swollen tip. Air hisses through my teeth, making him grin up at me. Mal kisses my neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive flesh as he gently removes the plug from my ass.
“I don’t vibrate,” he says, humor tinting his voice as he coats his dick in lube. Thank Christ. “But I’m going to fill you up, Bree.” His words roll through me, hitting at an emotional level. Not ‘Bunny’. Not ‘Baby’. Not ‘Pet.’
“I like it when you use my name,” I whisper, digging my heels into the mattress and lifting my hips. He holds my waist in a firm grip, lowering me onto him. I gasp as I feel the thick head of his cock stretching me.
“Oh, fuck,” I whimper. “So big.” Thorin plays with my nipples, biting and sucking, pinching and rolling. And Leo, God bless the man, stares me dead in the eye as he licks his finger, using his saliva to rub my clit.
“You can take it,” Mallon whispers. “I promised to take care of you.” He presses my hips back up, letting me descend a little farther. My body strains, stretching around him. “You’re doing so good, Bree.” His hand wraps around my throat. “That’s my good girl.”
My eyes roll back in my head as my butt cheeks contact his thighs. He holds my hips, and rocks up into me, thrusting gently. “So good.” Mallon murmurs in my ear; a steady stream of praise interspersed with the low grunts of a man struggling to hold back.
Leo moves between my legs, leaning over Mal and me. He’s so hard, the satiny skin of his dick looks stretched to its limits. His eyes are so hungry. So deep. My heart races like someone spiked it with rocket fuel, but I can’t look away.
“We’re going to make you feel so good,” Mal whispers. “Look at his dick. If he wants you half as bad as I do, he’s desperate to feel your pussy squeeze and gush all over him. We’re going to make you ours, Bree.”