“Oh.”
It’s not exactly a mundane fantasy, not with the implications of what enacting it would mean, but the answer still surprises me a little. “How long have you been holding on to that one?”
He transfers his gaze to me. “Since the first time I saw her.”
I stroke my hand over her hip, aware of the way his fingers play over her legs. “The entire time you were having polite missionary sex with her, you were thinking about defiling her where everyone could see.”
“Yeah.” He gives a rough laugh. “No one could say she’s anything but mine if they caught us like that.”
Mine, not ours.
It’s fine. I have time to bring Gaeton over to my way of thinking. I sit back and give myself five seconds to imagine telling them exactly what I want.
Once, about a year into us dating, I had shown up unexpectedly to Isabelle’s room to see her. Halfway through opening the door, I realized she wasn’t alone. If I was a better person, I would have left then, but I opened the door a little more so I could see her bed. Where she was riding Gaeton’s cock. I was jealous as fuck, yeah, but it wasn’t nearly as cut and dried as I expected it to be. I wanted to be the one under her, but I also wanted … Him. Fuck, I wanted both of them.
Playing out my fantasy would be walking into that room. Interrupting them. Punishing them. And then making them continue fucking while I join in.
I won’t say it. Not now. No matter what I told them, now isn’t the time for honesty from me. Too much truth can harm, and we’re sitting too precariously for me to do something to spin us out of balance.
So I lie.
“I always wanted to fuck you in your father’s office.”
Gaeton shoots me a sharp look, but Isabelle is frowning at both of us. “You two can’t be serious. Both of your fantasies are around me?”
“You make quite the impression.” Gaeton picks up her foot and starts massaging, digging his thumbs into her arch.
She gives a sweet little moan. “That feels good.”
“I know.” He waits for her eyes to slide shut to give me another long look. He knows I’m lying, but apparently he’s content to let it happen. It’s something I’ll no doubt pay for later, so I’ll need to have my story straight by that point and a legitimate reason for breaking the rules of the game I constructed. Gaeton runs his hand up her leg and spreads her wide. “That’s enough of a break, don’t you think, Beast?”
“But—”
I nod slowly. “We’ll play another round later.” I cup Isabelle’s breasts. “I’m feeling generous, princess, so I’ll even let you pick how you want to come this time. My hands, mouth, or cock?”
She shivers. “Your mouth. I want your mouth on me.”
I shift her to Gaeton’s arms, and he picks her up with no effort, spreading her thighs over his large ones, holding her open for me. It’s not exactly natural to go to my knees before them, but looking up at the tableau they create makes the effort more than worth it. Gaeton guides Isabelle’s hand to his neck, stretching her body out for me, and then he runs those big hands over her. She rolls her hips, instinctively seeking the hard cock he has pressed against her ass. Her pussy is pink and wet from everything we’ve done to it, but she’s nowhere near begging for mercy. Not yet.
I allow myself a tight smile as I dip down to drag my tongue over her.
Before we’re through with her, she will be.
Chapter 14
Isabelle
I make it to thirteen before my body gives out and my sanity breaks. I’m stretched out on Gaeton’s chest while Beast fucks me from behind, the friction from Gaeton’s cock in his slacks sending me over the edge. It no longer feels like pleasure, though. I’m so oversensitized, it’s almost pain.
I bury my face in his chest and sob out the words that will end this. “Stop. Please stop. I can’t take any more.”
Beast slows, but doesn’t pull out. “You know how to tell us you’ve had enough.”
I have an instant of resistance to using my safe word, but Beast’s strokes have me rubbing against Gaeton’s cock again and it’s too much. “Candlestick!”
Just like that, it’s over.
Beast pulls carefully out of me and Gaeton lifts me and cuddles me in his lap. My body still smarts from all the sensations, and I can’t stop shaking. Against all reason, my eyes burn and the first tear slides out. Gods, I feel so weak right now. “I wanted to last.”
Beast tucks a blanket around me and Gaeton and then kneels between Gaeton’s thighs to hold me from the other side, so that I’m completely encompassed between the two of them. “You’ll have both our cocks at the same time when you’re ready, Isabelle.”