Bonds of Desire (14 page)

She looked up, her chin lifting as she eyed the metal rails of the headboard. She grabbed two bars and smirked at Seth. “How convenient.”

He shook his head. “Not convenient. Planned.”

“Of course.” She exhaled and narrowed her eyes at Seth. “Do you bring all of your conquests here?”

Seth was on the bed, his hand gripping her jaw a second later. The mattress shook with the force of his landing, and Tyler jerked back to give the Dom room. Seth’s hair whipped over to fall down one side of his head, the deadly seriousness on his face on clear display. “I do not have conquests and I do not invite someone to my bed lightly. And you do
not
get to brush this off as some kind of an experiment.”

Her eyes were wide, her mouth parted to allow for the shallow breaths that matched the rapid beat of her heart under Tyler’s palm. He still held her breast, despite Seth’s sudden interruption. The sheer dominance radiating from Seth froze both of them in place. Seth was masterful and stunning.

He rubbed his thumb over the line of Allie’s jaw, the tension sliding from his shoulders. “This is real. Don’t hide from the truth.”

Tyler tipped his head to kiss his way down Allie’s abdomen. It was a coward’s move. He didn’t trust his face to hide how those words affected him. He didn’t want to ruin the moment by thinking about truths.

“Yes, Seth,” Allie whispered.

It was soft and yielding in a way he hadn’t heard before, and it did those strange things to his stomach again. Shit. What was he supposed to do? What did Seth want from him?

And there, oh damn, there it was. That hand on his nape that settled everything inside of him. He closed his eyes and buried his nose in Allie’s hip. Her skin held the faint flower scent that made him wonder if she bathed in the fragrance. But this close, he also caught the aroma of her arousal, that musky woman scent that he recognized instantly, despite the years it’d been since he’d smelled it.

“Get her naked, Tyler,” Seth said, his thumb doing that rub thing on his neck that soothed away Tyler’s worry and stress. “Then tell me how good she tastes.”

Allie’s whimper matched the one he trapped in his chest. “Yes, Seth.” He spoke against Allie’s hip, but his words were clear.

Seth gave one squeeze then removed his hand so Tyler could follow his orders.

He kissed his way to the line of her lacy panties before glancing up to see Seth and Allie in a deep kiss. Allie was still gripping the bars, the position lifting her breasts high for Seth to fondle. Her soft sighs of submission made Tyler’s groin ache.

Tyler moved to follow his Dom’s command, but he wanted to savor it too. He shifted until he was situated between Allie’s legs, making sure to drag the hard length of his erection down her leg as he moved. He pushed her knees wide then tipped his nose to rub the ridge over the silky crotch of her panties. He inhaled with the long stroke that took him from her ass to her clit, savoring the musk that proclaimed her arousal. He tongued the nub at the top until a wet spot formed on the material. She squirmed under his mouth, and he smiled. It might have been ages since he’d played with female parts, but he still knew what to do.

He sat up and removed the flimsy panties without any finesse. The need to taste her was suddenly as strong as his hunger to taste Seth. The sight of her completely naked was stunning. She was long, lean yet curvy around the hips and breasts. Her pubic hair was shaved and trimmed to a neat triangle over her pussy that fit her. Precisely groomed but not shaved clean like so many seemed do now. Including himself. But his was professionally driven and had little to do with vanity or personal choice.

Seth had leaned back and his eyes met Tyler’s over the length of Allie. There was a heat in them that about ripped Tyler apart. Fuck, he wanted both of them. He had to have Seth too. Somehow.

Seth was still fully clothed while they were naked, his position more defined by the subtle act. Tyler placed his hand on Seth’s hip, his fingers running over the waistband of the man’s jeans. He had to lick his lips before he could speak. “May I?”

It was daring and bold beyond what some Doms would allow, but Tyler had to ask. He wanted to see all of Seth. If the Dom would permit it.

Seth shook his head, and Tyler couldn’t keep the disappointment from showing, even though he looked away immediately. It felt like a rejection when he logically knew it wasn’t. Not in that sense.

“Come here,” Seth said.

Tyler glanced up to see Seth’s hand extended to him. His need to comply was stronger than the hurt at being denied. He leaned forward, placing a hand on each side of Allie’s chest as he kneeled between her legs. Seth grabbed his neck and hauled him in so fast that he lost his balance, landing on both of them.

He grunted in surprise until he saw the intensity in Seth’s eyes.
Oh
,
fuck.
Fuck.
Don’t tell me I fucked this all up.
Please.
Don’t.
He didn’t dare look away. Couldn’t. Allie was right there, just inches from them, watching, and he didn’t care.

“Tell me.” Seth’s chest lifted beneath Tyler. “When was the last time you were with a woman?”

The heat rose like a rising tide over his back to his face. He didn’t want to answer. Not in front of Allie. But it wasn’t optional. He couldn’t deny Seth when he used that voice.

“Ten years.” The admission crept out of him, blending with the humiliation at having Allie hear it.

“Why?”

There were so many reasons. Too many. But there was a simple one. “Men pay more.” The last woman he’d slept with had been a street whore like himself. It hadn’t been love or anything, but it’d been nice doing it with someone who simply wanted to. That was until she got a pimp who didn’t like her giving it away for free.

Seth surprised him then by lifting to kiss Tyler with a tenderness that rock his soul. It was soft, giving and filled him with that warmth he wanted to hold on to forever. Seth leaned back, his stunning golden-brown eyes peering into Tyler’s until he swore the man saw everything.

“This isn’t about money. You’re not a whore here. You’re our lover.” Seth looked to Allie, and Tyler followed his lead to see her taking it all in. There wasn’t disgust or fear on her face either. If anything, there was compassion mixed with desire. “Make love to Allie. I want to watch you make her come then see you lose it, wrapped deep in her pussy.”

Oh
,
fuck yes.
Tyler’s cock twitch in anticipation against Allie’s stomach. It might have been years, but like the scent, he hadn’t forgotten the feel of the tight, wet heat of a woman’s body squeezing his dick as she came.

“Make Allie feel good, Tyler.”

They both whimpered that time, the sounds a harmony of unspoken desires. Tyler stared at Allie, silent communication passing between them in a blink. Through everything, her hold on the bars above her head hadn’t faltered, her submission given. But Tyler couldn’t move forward without her permission, Dom/sub shit be damned.

She gave a short nod before raising her hips to rub his erection. “Please, Tyler.”

Tyler bit his lip and used every ounce of learned restraint to keep from coming at those words alone. The odd mix of control and vulnerability flowing through him was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. He would give Seth and Allie what they both wanted.

Seth groaned, gave Tyler a fierce kiss then pushed on his shoulder, nudging him down. “I gave you an order. Tell me what she tastes like.”

Tyler could do that. With pleasure.

Chapter Sixteen

The hot lap of Tyler’s tongue stroking over her pussy was beyond exquisite. Allie tightened her grip on the metal bars and struggled to hold still. Seth cupped her breast, his warm breath ghosting over her aching nipple in a tease until she wanted to scream. Another pass of wet, silky heat slid through her most private area, and she lost the battle to hold back.

“Oh, my God,” she half breathed, half moaned. She arched her back to get closer to the pleasure these two incredible men were giving her. She couldn’t think about the details or all of the reasons this was wrong. She was beyond that.

Now—now was all about this. The feelings, the sensations, the primal emotions she didn’t want to control any longer. Giving her body to Seth and Tyler was the most freeing, if stupid, thing she’d ever done.

But it was just her body and she wasn’t going to regret it. Nor was she ever going to forget it.

Tyler swirled his tongue around her opening, long, slow circles at the rim before moving up to rub over her clit. Her stomach clenched, the muscles contracting against the shattering bolt of desire that rushed through her. Seth timed his attack to match Tyler’s and finally closed his mouth over her nipple.

It was decadent, thrilling and everything she’d never dared to try. And she wanted more. Spreading her legs wider, she planted her feet on the mattress and thrust her pelvis closer to the hot warmth of Tyler’s mouth. He grabbed her hips, his hold firm and controlling as he held her still.

Her head twisted back and forth on the pillow in a restless search for more. She wanted to let go of the bars, to touch and hold her men as they were doing to her. It was frustrating to the point of maddening to be limited as she was.

“Easy, Allie,” Seth soothed. He cupped her cheek, stopping her agitated movements with the calming touch. She opened her eyes and stared into his golden-brown ones that were now a molten shade of dark rum. “Stop fighting it. Let go. Trust us.”

That was it, wasn’t it? She always had to be in control because she never trusted anyone else to be. It was so easy for others to take advantage of her if they were in control. And here was an opportunity to do as Seth said and finally let go. It was one of the reasons why she’d come back. But doing it was so much harder than she’d thought.

“I don’t know how,” she finally whispered.

Coming to the apartment, going to the bedroom, even stripping and crawling on the bed had all been her choice. She controlled what she said yes and no to and mentally, she got that she still did. It still didn’t help the overwhelming feeling that she was way out of her depth. That if she truly let go she would give away a part of her she could never get back.

Tyler chose that moment to stab his wicked tongue into her vagina. Holy... Her thoughts fuzzed out for a second, her focus completely on the commanding, swirling thrusts.

“That’s how,” Seth breathed into her ear. The warmth sent a chill down her neck that was in direct contrast to the heat consuming her. “Stop thinking. Stop doubting. We won’t hurt you.”

He trailed his nails down the sensitive underside of her arm. The long path ended with a pinch to her nipple, and she gulped back a whimper at the shot of pain-blended pleasure. She shouldn’t like that. She didn’t like pain. But that felt incredible. She couldn’t think of anything as she absorbed the heightened sensitivity that seemed to explode over every nerve ending.

Tyler eased back just enough to mumble, “She tastes like sweat, female come.”

Allie’s eyes went wide at the description. Was that good or bad? She started to close her legs, her thighs halted by Tyler’s shoulders.

“That’s good, Allie,” Seth reassured her. He reached down and cupped the back of Tyler’s head. “Show me.”

Tyler leaned over Allie to place a long, sensual kiss on Seth’s mouth. She still couldn’t get over how amazing they looked together. They were both hard, lean and all male. Her insides turned to hot mush every time they kissed or touched or anything. She’d never been so turned on watching two people kiss.

Seth leaned away, licking his lips. “Excellent. Show Allie.”

She couldn’t hang on anymore, not when Tyler kissed her with so much passion. He was gentle, yet edgy. That dark hint of danger still glimmered around the edges of the tender man who’d emerged. The tri-blend taste of Tyler, Seth and herself tore down the last of her reservations. It was erotic and toxic. She released her hold on the bed rail and clamped her arm across Tyler’s back to haul him closer.

He flinched away, a sharp hiss snaking between clenched teeth. “Shit.”

She jerked her hand up as reality crashed back in. “I’m so sorry. I forgot.” How could she forget about the nasty gashes that covered his back?

“It’s okay,” Tyler reassured her while Seth took her hand and returned it to the bar. “That’s why I wanted you to hang on.”

“Do I need to bind them?” Seth tightened his grip around her wrist as he waited for her answer. Just thinking about his question made her heart race.

“Yes.” No one was more surprised by the answer than her. The approval that flared in Seth’s eyes was matched by the low growl from Tyler. Her men liked her answer. A strange sense of relief eased through her. It loosened her muscles and turned everything languid and soft.

Tyler trailed a line of kisses down her belly to return to his task. He dove in with a renewed focus that made it seem like his tongue was everywhere, his mouth sucking, nipping and licking until she was on the edge of coming.

Enthralled by Tyler, one of her wrists was already bound and clamped to the headboard before she realized what Seth was doing. She had no idea where he got the cuffs, but he was reaching over her to wrap a second, fur-lined cuff to her other wrist before it completely logged into her brain that she was truly trapped. He finished his task, giving a tug on the restraint before distracting her with a long, lazy kiss.

“We’ve got you, Allie,” Seth whispered against her lips. “We’ve got you.”

Her senses were on overload. Tyler sucked on her clit, while Seth copied the action on her tongue. Their only focus was to give her pleasure.

Her remaining doubts vanished. Instead of feeling confined and trapped, the cuffs did the opposite. They took away all opportunity for her to run and with that, the last bit of rationalization that this was wrong.

She wasn’t bound, she was freed. And with a long, slow exhale, she let go.

* * *

Seth caught the moment Allie truly relinquished control, and it was breathtaking. She moaned into his mouth as every muscle down the length of her body relaxed in a wave of acceptance. She’d needed the bindings to give her true, honest consent to the three of them.

“That’s it, Allie.” He brushed his lips over hers as he spoke. “Trust us.” And why he wanted that so badly he didn’t dissect. This, the three of them, it was perfect in a way he’d never dreamed possible.

Tyler lifted his head, his mouth and cheeks glistening with the shine of Allie’s arousal. His eyes were heavy with restrained desire. “I need in her,” he growled. “Please, Seth.”

The plea almost broke him. Tyler could have taken whatever he wanted, yet he yielded to Seth’s command. It was heady and spoke directly to Seth’s need for control. But more importantly, they trusted him to lead them through this. His cock was heavy and aching in his jeans, which only made the scene more intoxicating. Withholding his own lust to watch Tyler and Allie together would be pure torture. One he couldn’t wait to endure.

In answer to Tyler, Seth rolled over and grabbed some condoms from the nightstand. He ripped one open as he moved to Tyler. The harsh rasp of Allie’s breath cut through the room to provide a taunting melody for the coming attractions.

Tyler kneeled on the bed, knees spread wide to display his erection. Seth groaned. “I could suck you down this second and make you come in the next.” But that would cut the night short and deprive Tyler of having Allie.

The whimper from Allie mingled with the rough curse that escaped from Tyler as he squeezed his eyes closed and fisted his hands into tense clamps in his effort to hold back.

Seth used Tyler’s distraction to roll the condom down the man’s shaft. The memory of the hard length shoved down his throat was almost enough to make Seth lose control. Tyler was pure power under his lean muscles. Owning that strength, feeling him give it all to Seth was a high he could ride for days.

He turned back to Allie. Her eyes were wide with wonder and lust. He ran a finger through her hot, wet pussy, glorying in her gasp and the buck of her hips. Holding her gaze, he inserted two fingers up her tight channel, the muscles contracting around the intrusion.

Allie was trim, but soft. Not in will or courage, but her body was made to be treasured and adored. Her determination and independence could knock down a brick wall. Seeing that fall for them skyrocketed the high beyond imagination.

“Seth.” Allie squirmed, her hips begging for what he was withholding. But he didn’t move his fingers, just held them in her until he got what he wanted. “Please, Seth. Tyler.” Her gaze swung between the two of them. “I need you.”

Seth withdrew his fingers from her slick pussy and slowly sucked her sweet juices from his fingers. Tyler was right—she tasted like heaven. His cock was pinched snug in his jeans to the point of pain.

He moved out of Tyler’s way to stretch out on bed next to Allie. Looking to Tyler, he cupped Allie’s breast and squeezed her nipple. “Help her out.”

“Fuck, yes.” The low words were closer to a growl as he leaned over Allie and positioned his erection between her thighs.

Seth caught her leg as she started to lift it to circle Tyler’s hips. “Keep your feet down so you don’t hurt him.”

A stricken expression crossed her face before she closed her eyes and nodded. “Sorry.”

Then it was all forgotten as Tyler eased into Allie, the expressions of pure lust, joy and amazement crossing his face faster than Seth could keep up. It was stunning to watch. The muscles in Tyler’s arms, shoulders and abs were all strung tight as he controlled the slow slide into her.

Allie inhaled, tipping her pelvis up to get more of him. “That feels...”

“Amazing,” Tyler finished for her before he arched his back, pulled out and thrust back in, the movements distinct and sharp. The low sounds of agreement from the two echoed in the room.

During his time at the club, Seth had witnessed too many acts of sex to bother to count. But this was by far the most carnal and sensual thing he’d ever watched. He cupped the back of Tyler’s head and brought him down for a crushing kiss, his tongue claiming every part of Tyler’s mouth before he let him go. He turned immediately to take Allie’s mouth with the same force and power that he’d given Tyler.

They were his.

Tyler started pumping his hips with long, powerful strokes, and Seth leaned away to watch. The strain of holding back was visible in every line of Tyler’s body. His hair was damp from the sweat that beaded on his forehead and it fell forward like always to stick to his brow.

“Tyler,” Allie panted. She tugged on the binds—not to get free, as the movement wasn’t panicked, but with the desire that flushed her skin a rosy pink.

Tyler dropped to his elbows and started to thrust in earnest, each jab hard and decisive. He wasn’t going easy on Allie, and she was taking it all while begging for more.

Seth scooted off the bed and removed his clothes. He didn’t want to miss a single second of Allie and Tyler together, but he had to get naked with them. Now. The musky scent of sex and arousal filled the room and added one more level to the hedonistic acts playing out. He gripped his aching cock and soothed it with distracted pumps.

Tyler slowed to kiss Allie senseless before dropping his face into the arch of her neck and growling like a possessive animal staking its claim. Seth could relate to that. He wanted to claim every inch of both of them.

“Look at me,” Seth commanded. The sharp order rolled through the air to reach its destination with the desired effect. Tyler grunted, his hips slowing as they both turned their head to stare at Seth. The passion-filled looks, faces pinched on the edge of orgasm, was an image he wanted to capture and hold. And they were both waiting for his permission. “Come for me.”

“Yes,” Tyler roared. It only took three powerful lunges into Allie’s heat, and he did. His silent ecstasy was displayed across the strained face and open mouth that matched the clenched muscles as he came.

Allie bucked under him, her back arching off the bed when she followed Tyler in orgasm. Her higher-pitched wail was quiet but no less violent than the shudder that raked down Tyler. They were gorgeous.

Seth gripped the base of his cock in a punishing hold, his own groan adding to the sounds as he held back his orgasm. He didn’t want to come. Not ’til he got their final submission.

Tyler’s hips slowed, his body going still until all that moved was the brisk up and down of his back that matched Allie’s panting breaths. Together like that, Tyler wrapped almost protectively around Allie, they were one.

Allie had hooked her ankles around the back of Tyler’s knees, pulling him in or maybe holding him in. His face was buried in the curve of her neck, and she was turned toward Tyler, her mouth grazing over the shell of his ear.

It may have been minutes or possibly hours before anyone stirred. Seth didn’t know or care. The moment was too good to interrupt. It didn’t matter how much he ached to come or to intrude. There was no way he would do that to them. If this had any chance of being more than one night, then the bond between Tyler and Allie had to be as strong as his bond with each of them.

Eventually, Tyler lifted up and shifted back to hold the condom as he slipped out of Allie. There was an awkward second where he glanced at Seth.

“Toss it in the trash,” Seth told him. “Then release Allie.”

He still held his dick in his palm, and Tyler’s focus drifted down to hold on the sight before he licked his lips and moved to do as Seth said. The flash of lust that shined in Tyler’s eyes told him exactly what he’d wanted to know.