Flight of Fancy (11 page)

A well of shame flooded Gavin. He settled back into his role and nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

“You want to see Mike make me come, don’t you, boy?”

Gavin’s eyes glittered. “Yes, Sir.” He licked his lips and stared at Aidan’s cock. “Very much, Sir.”

“Mike, make me come.” Aidan stared at Gavin as Mike blew him like a pro. “Good. Now I’m going to show my little sub what he’s missing. Open up.” Aidan withdrew, then groaned as he spent into Mike’s open mouth, over that talented tongue.

Oh fuck. That’s so hot. I want to swallow that load. In
me
.

Aidan knew a sense of peace. The orgasm meant so much more than a physical release because
Gavin
was there. He pulled back, his dick wet and semihard. He didn’t tuck himself back in either but left himself out for Gavin to see.

“It’s sex, plain and simple.”
I wish it were that easy with you.
“He did what I told him to. And he’s convincing. You can tell he and I have played before, can’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.” Gavin understood.
Finally.

“So if I tell Mike to fuck you, you’ll welcome it. If I tell you to suck him off, you’ll do it without question. If he flogs you and comes all over your back, you’ll thank me for letting him. Do you see how this works? It’s not going to be just you and me tomorrow. When we’re hundreds of miles away on the coast, surrounded by strangers, I’ll keep you tight by my side and be the possessive Dom. But you’ll have to do things to prove I control you.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Hoping he’d made his point, Aidan stepped up onto the platform, released Gavin’s wrists from his cuffs, and lengthened the chain holding down his legs. After rubbing his lover’s arms to restore circulation, he pulled a waist-high padded bench closer. “Lean over this.”

With his feet spread wide and his chest now flush against the bench, Gavin’s fine ass was on display.

“You’re going to blow Mike until I tell you to stop. And you’ll treat him as if he were me. Kiss that fat dick; suck his cum. Eat him up like the good boy I know you can be. Can you do that?”

“Yes, Sir.” Gavin flushed and bit his lower lip. “Whatever you want, Sir.”

Mike walked onto the platform and waited, rock hard and thick. “I like him bent over. So when do I get to fuck his fine ass?”

Aidan didn’t like the notion of sharing Gavin, and that bothered him. If they hadn’t needed to go to that stupid party, he doubted he’d have done this. Except his boy’s cock remained hard, and he had a feeling Gavin secretly wanted to play.

“I’ll have to think about that,” he said in response to Mike’s request. “It all depends on my boy. Does he deserve to be fucked? Should I let him come? We’ll see.”

Aidan stepped behind Mike and wrapped his hand around Mike’s thick shaft. Then he guided Mike into Gavin’s open mouth.

Mike groaned as Gavin worked him, and those rosy lips hugging a darker cock aroused Aidan all over again. While he watched Gavin sucking off his friend, Aidan noted how he clenched his hands by his side, how he humped the air behind the bench, eager to fuck.

Gavin could protest all he wanted, but he liked this. Not that Aidan could blame him. Mike had a hell of a body. His cock was a thing of beauty, but not better than Gavin’s, in Aidan’s opinion.

He let his boy pleasure Mike and circled behind him. Taking a tube of lube out of the nearby dresser, he greased up two fingers. When he touched Gavin’s lower back, Gavin started, but he didn’t stop blowing Mike.

“God, he sucks like a dream.” Mike groaned. “Where you been hiding, boy? I could use a cocksucker like you in my club.”

Just what Aidan didn’t need to hear. As far as Mike knew, tonight was all about playing with Aidan’s new sub, nothing more serious than some fun in group dynamics.

“Fuck, I need to come.”

“Hold it. Not yet,” Aidan ordered.

Mike grimaced but nodded, and Aidan squeezed the lube over his fingers. He parted Gavin’s ass cheeks and rimmed his hole with a finger, loving the shudders and moans Gavin made, his mouth stuffed full with Mike. Aidan inched his finger inside, then added a second. He took his time stretching Gavin, preparing him for something bigger.

Despite the vast amount of sex they’d had the last few days, Gavin remained tight. He wasn’t used to so much activity, and Aidan had to force himself to stop being so damn happy about that fact. A more experienced sub would be easier to train. Aidan would feel more confident with a man who knew the score, so that when they played games around Kerr, he wouldn’t worry so much. But instead he couldn’t stop reveling in being Gavin’s only lover right now. Hence the need for Mike.

Mike was breathing hard, his face a study in agony. “Fuck, Aidan. I’m gonna come if he doesn’t ease off.”

“Boy, release Mike’s cock.”

Gavin eased off and licked his lips.

“Put on a condom, Mike.” He watched Mike grab one from a stash in the dresser and handed his buddy the lube. “Grease up.” He turned to Gavin. “Watch him. See how big you made him? Now that poker is going in your ass. And while he fucks you, you’re going to know I’m watching you. Every expression, every thought in that head. I’m going to know what you’re feeling.”

Gavin’s forehead was covered in sweat.

“But first you need some attention. Straighten up.”

Gavin rose unsteadily but caught his balance. His cock was beautiful. Flushed, engorged, and wet.

“You look tasty. I bet you’d like to come.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Wrong answer.”

Gavin blinked. “Sir?”

“Mike?”

Mike shook his head and positioned himself behind Gavin. “You want only to make your Master happy. If it pleases him. All of your answers should be, ‘If it pleases you, Sir.’” He smacked Gavin on the ass. “Got it?”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“Good boy.” Mike rubbed his flank. “Nice marks. He holds it well. I see a bit of bruising here.”

“I know.” But Aidan was more curious about Gavin’s pert nipples than his ass right then. He moved the bench out of the way and leaned forward to take Gavin’s nipple between his teeth. Gavin’s reaction pleased him.

His boy groaned and stood up on tiptoe while Aidan worried the hard nub. Then Aidan sucked hard and pinched his other nipple.

“Please, Sir,” Gavin rasped. “You have to stop.”

“Why?”

“I’m going to come.”

“Nice. Sensitive there, eh?” Mike grinned and rubbed more lube over himself. “I bet he’d look so pretty with clamps.”

Aidan agreed. “A cock ring too. You said you’ve tried the clamps before, yes?” he asked Gavin.

Gavin nodded.

“What?”

“Yes, Sir.” His husky voice and pearling cock spoke for him.

So fucking beautiful. “Stand tall. I’m going to dress you up.” Aidan found a pair of gold clamps attached by a thin chain that he’d set out earlier. He sucked Gavin’s nipple, then fastened the clip on using a lighter tension. Gavin’s hiss of pleasure and rocking pelvis were too much for Mike.

“Christ. Let me get inside him.”

Aidan shook his head. “Not yet.” He applied the other clip and gave the chain a tug.

A small spurt of precum jetted from Gavin’s tip. Aidan leaned down to lick it off, and Gavin begged him for mercy.

“How pretty. He’s so polite.” Mike hugged Gavin, rubbing against his ass, and Gavin leaned his head back, his mouth parted on another moan.

Aidan heard his mental cries for release. The clamps were his key. The man had a major sensitivity about his chest.

“Take him, Mike. Not too hard. He’s tight.”
And he’s mine. But just for the mission.
“Lean over and grab on to me, boy. Hold me while Mike fucks you. At no time are you allowed to look away from my eyes.”

Gavin swallowed hard. “Yes, S-sir.”

Aidan watched as a good Dom should, taking note of his sub’s expressions. Mike’s intrusion hurt, because Gavin winced. But Mike obeyed. He slowly inched into Gavin’s ass, his own forehead wrinkled with concentration as he did his best to be careful.

“You feel full?” Aidan asked Gavin.

“Yes, Sir. Oh God. Yes.”

Aidan grinned. Gavin’s soft breaths warmed his chest, and the unfocused glaze in his eyes gave Aidan more joy than he’d imagined he might receive. Watching Gavin take his pleasure made all of this right. A good boy, Gavin did exactly as ordered. He stared at Aidan while Mike took him.

The jerky motions of his body, the sway of the gold chain between his nipples, his parted lips and little moans—all of it signaled he’d reached his end. And not once had he come, though Aidan could hear how much he struggled against it.

“Come hard, Mike.” Aidan watched Mike fuck Gavin with a greater zeal, and knowing how much Gavin needed it, he initiated deeper contact. He tilted Gavin’s chin up. “Kiss me, baby,” he murmured, and nearly lost it when Gavin yanked him closer and kissed him with so much passion, Aidan was surprised they didn’t combust.

Mike swore and groaned, pumping inside Gavin like crazy. Gavin thrust his tongue inside Aidan, practically raping his mouth as he did his best not to come. Aidan loved his desperation, saw that he’d pushed Gavin as hard as he could go, and prodded him to release. He tugged at Gavin’s chain and nipped his way to Gavin’s ear. “Come, boy. All over your Master.” Aidan slid his hand over Gavin’s cock and squeezed.

Gavin cried out and came like a waterfall. Jets of seed hit Aidan’s belly while Gavin moaned his name over and over.

Mike just stood behind him, lost in climax. His hands tightly gripped Gavin’s waist, his entire body locked into the delightful sub who had finally followed orders.

“You make me happy, boy,” Aidan murmured as he allowed Gavin to come down.

He shared a grin with Mike. But when he looked down at Gavin, he didn’t expect to see tears, or that they’d get to him in a place he’d thought long dead.

Chapter Seven

Gavin felt like a complete pussy, but he couldn’t stop himself. Coming so hard after being that aroused hurt, but not as much as accepting how much he cared for Aidan. He knew he shouldn’t be acting this way, but he couldn’t stop himself. The clamps, another man fucking him while Aidan watched, and then having Aidan call him
baby
—it all reminded him that Aidan could be his if only the big man would take a chance.

Not the best time for matters of the heart to come crashing down, but hell, when was a good time? They were getting more and more dangerous jobs, thanks to Stallbridge. And who knew if their mission would be a success, or if one of them would die trying to succeed? Gavin couldn’t imagine being without Aidan by his side, and he had a terrible feeling if he didn’t fetch that book back, he’d be on a one-way trip out of Bend.

Oddly enough, he had a feeling Aidan wanted the same thing: a connection with Gavin that would continue past this mission.

He’d seen Aidan looking at him when he didn’t think Gavin was watching. He’d felt the subtle pets, the gentle strokes over his heart that pierced his soul. Aidan could read minds, but he refused to read emotions. Kitty had nailed it.

The thing was, Gavin had liked being handled by another man while Aidan watched. But only
because
Aidan watched. As much as Aidan pretended not to care, he’d looked way too possessive, even for a man only supposed to be a pretend Master.

Aidan scowled, and Gavin didn’t bother hiding his thoughts.
You want me more than you like.

“More than is healthy,” Aidan corrected in a growl.

Mike slowly withdrew from Gavin’s ass, and Gavin shivered, sensitive and still coming down off his endorphin rush.

“Give us a few minutes, Mike.”

Mike nodded at Aidan. “I’ll go clean up and be back in five.”

They waited in silence until Mike left. His footsteps sounded loud going up the stairs.

“You’re not playing your part.” Aidan crossed his arms over his chest.

To Gavin’s delight, his lover’s cock was more than hard again. And some of it was covered in Gavin’s semen. “Sure I am. I’m a defiant sub who needs his Master’s discipline.” He smiled at Aidan, aware that every time he did, an almost hunted expression crept over the blond’s face.

Just like it did now. Gavin caught a glimpse of the man he wanted to belong to. Aidan wanted him, but he didn’t know how to admit or accept it. Gavin might be a PWP screwup, but he knew human emotion. Sitting on the sidelines ensured he’d seen it all. And Kitty’s input helped him understand why his lover refused to bend.

“You do need discipline,” Aidan muttered and ran a hand through his blond hair. “What’s with the tears?” Even as he growled the question, he wiped Gavin’s cheeks, the touch soothing and soft.

“I don’t know. You tell me.”

Aidan huffed out a breath. “It’s not like Mike pounded you into subspace. You shouldn’t be experiencing such a big release.”

“You’re not reading my mind.”

“Sex is an intimacy that should tell me what I need to know. I’ve been reading your body. I’m trying not to read your mind, because when we’re in California, I’ll be focused on the bad guys. You need to be on my same page. I can’t worry about you when we’re there.”

“But you will.”

Aidan flushed—the first time Gavin could recall seeing the man turn red. “I will not.”

Aidan cared, though he didn’t want to. But that was enough to satisfy Gavin. “I’m sorry I cried.”

“So am I.” Aidan looked torn, but then he leaned close and kissed Gavin. The comforting gesture filled that void in Gavin’s heart, and he wanted to cry all over again, ecstatic because Aidan couldn’t help himself. He jerked when his leg chains tightened around his ankles.

“Shit. You can’t be doing that tomorrow.” Aidan was suddenly eye level, and Gavin realized he’d levitated.

“Sorry. I promise I won’t do it tomorrow. This sex and bondage stuff is tiring, you know?”

Aidan laughed. “Yeah, especially when you have to train a bratty, sexy new boy.” His grin left him. “Mike didn’t hurt you.” Not a question, but Aidan paused, as if needing an answer.

“No.”

“He likes you. He came hard up your ass.”

Gavin shrugged. “Yeah, and he sucked your cock and looked more than happy doing it.”