From one second to the next, Nik bent at the waist and tossed me over his shoulder, carrying me to my bed. He dropped me upon it and I bounced.
They loomed over me, standing at the foot of the massive bed. I hadn’t thought about it the night before, but now I knew why the beds were so big. They could fit two Prillons and their mate.
“We should give you a bad-girl spanking for doubting us.”
“I didn’t doubt—”
Nik shook his head slowly and held up his hand. “I know your thoughts. Your feelings, mate. Lying doesn’t work, even with yourself.”
He was right, and I bit my lip.
“Last night you were in control. It is my turn now,” Nik stated.
A thrill shot through me, and the growl that ripped from Sam’s chest meant he felt it. Nik looked to Sam. “Strip and get up in bed. Let’s see how our mate feels about being restrained.”
Restrained? I thought those from Trion were the kinky ones.
Sam either took orders well or didn’t care about being bossed around when it meant he was going to get laid, because he had his uniform off in record time. He crawled up the bed, loomed over me on all fours and kissed me, then flopped onto his back. Adj
usting the pillows behind his head, he settled beside me.
Scooping me up with his impressive arms, he placed me in front of him, facing away. I was settled between his parted legs, his hard cock at my back.
His arms came beneath mine and grasped the insides of my thighs and pulled them apart, then over his sturdy thighs. When he bent his knees up, mine went with them.
“Oh my God,” I breathed. My legs couldn’t have been parted any wider without pain. I was bare, my pussy lips open to both Nik’s heated gaze and the cool air. I envisioned Nik climbing the bed toward me, settling his mouth over my clit and making me come as Sam held me in place, maybe, someday, as he filled me from behind.
The images in my head, my reaction to feeling so open, so vulnerable…
And they knew I liked it because… the collars.
“Put your hands behind my neck,” Sam said, nuzzling the side of my head.
Lifting my arms, I interlaced my fingers as he’d said. My back arched, and my breasts thrust up.
“From here, I can see all your freckles. Ah, ah,” he warned when I started to relax my hands. “I shall spend my life counting them all. Licking each and every one.”
“Sam,” I breathed.
All this time, Nik watched as he shed his clothes until he stood at the foot of the bed, naked, pumping his cock.
I felt his pleasure. God, it was insane. I felt the pleasure Nik was getting from masturbating. I felt his satisfaction at seeing me restrained. Not in any kind of binding, but by Sam’s hold. By Sam’s words. I felt Nik’s contentment that Sam and I followed his orders, that we were both his.
As if he had read my mind, Nik crawled up the bed to kiss me. Not on the mouth, but on my pussy, licking up the seam, then using his thumbs to part me and do it all over again.
I bucked at the pleasure. Sam groaned. Nik growled.
“These collars are too much,” I said on a laugh, then a moan. The sound of my pleasure sent a jolt of lust through both of my mates and, through the collars, back to me. I nearly came, my hips bucking as I tugged on Sam’s hair. “It’s insane.”
Sam’s hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples, each stroke sending a spiral of heat to where Nik’s lips were locked onto my clit. “Nik.” I didn’t know what I wanted.
No, that was a lie. I knew exactly what I wanted, what I needed: more.
Instead Nik stopped and stared. Watched Sam’s hands cup my breasts, his eyes going molten as he slipped a finger inside my wet pussy and felt it clamp down and release with every tug of Sam’s fingers on my nipples. It was erotic. I was beyond embarrassed. I couldn’t be, not when their admiration and need blazed through my body like a wildfire from the collars.
“Do you doubt our desire for you?” Nik asked, glancing up at me from between my thighs. I looked down the line of his back, saw his taut, firm ass and wanted to unlink my fingers and squeeze it.
I shook my head against Sam’s chest.