8. The Arrangement
Madison
“We want to get to know you better.” Seth leans forward, his elbows on the table. “And not just sexually. You’re a hard worker, and we can tell you’re devoted to making this work for everyone.”
I recross my legs as the guys murmur their agreement.
“We’ll continue the current sleep rotation.” Seth brings his hands together on the table as he meets everyone’s eyes. When his dark blue eyes land on me, they hold me still. “That way, everyone gets time alone with you.”
I blush as I think of Coop in Blake’s bed this morning. It seems like everyone is okay sharing time. This entire week has been a whole lot of sex. And I’m definitely here for it.
“If you need time to yourself”—his lips soften at the corners—“please tell us. We don’t need to monopolize all your time. It’s good if you have some life besides us.”
“Hope is coming over on Sunday to watch The Witcher with me.” I want friends outside of them. I need to connect with other people, especially for when this ends. “When things get back to normal, I’d like to hang out with her more outside of the building too.”
Seth takes a breath and blows it out. “There’s not much new information on your assault case or the camera in your bathroom. Right now, they suspect your roommate and her boyfriend of planting it.”
“Though from the tech used,” Blake says, “I would assume someone else funded it even if she installed it. It’s expensive. They were shaking you down for money. If they knew the camera was there, why didn’t they take that and pawn it?”
My hands tremble as I reach for my water. That camera. The person watching me. It’s still too raw in my chest. Someone watched me get myself off. Who knows how many times? Who’s to say there wasn’t a camera in my bedroom and they just didn’t have it live when Blake and I were there?
At least here, I’m safe.
Noah stands. “We’ll type up the details later and sign the agreement, but I want to show Madison our play room.”
I straighten and warmth floods my chilled body. My curiosity is epic for this so-called play room. I remember the smell of leather and the softness of the furniture beneath me, but I can’t help envisioning torture-like racks and swings and weird bondage masks. Which honestly, might freak me out.
Noah holds out his hand for mine. I don’t hesitate to take it. He helps me stand as the others rise. I dip down to grab my shoes and then let Noah lead me to the elevator with the others.
“Are you sore?” Seth asks as the elevator arrives and we step on.
My cheeks flush hot as I shake my head. “No.”
Blake draws me back against his front, holding my hips against his. I can feel his hard, thick length against my ass, making me wetter. When Noah squeezes my hand, I meet his heated, darkened eyes. Awareness floods me.
The mood shifts in the elevator as they all close in on me. My heart races in anticipation. My breath catches in my chest as I look at the men who are mine. For now. For as long as they want me.
Coop trails his hand down the side of my neck. “You’re healing nicely, sweetheart.”
His touch is light, not hard enough to reach the bruised muscles, and sends shivers down my spine. Seth captures my other hand and brings my knuckles to his lips, brushing a kiss across them.
The elevator stops way too quickly, in my opinion, and it opens into the hallway outside our apartment. As we step out, Noah draws me into his arms, separating me from the others.
Coop slides his access card into the door, and we all walk in. Noah leads me to a door that looks like it should be a closet of some sort. It gives the illusion of being insignificant, like there wouldn’t be enough space for a room to be behind it.
Seth holds the door open as Noah leads me into a small corridor that opens up to a decent-sized room. My eyes flit between everything, taking in the leather-covered furniture in weird shapes. There are no racks or whips on the walls or weird rubber suits.
I don’t know whether or not to be disappointed. The furniture just looks like furniture at first glance. The walls are painted a deep cerulean blue. It’s nice.
Stepping into the room, I run my hand over a leather bench. Against one wall is a four-poster canopy bed without fabric draped over the top. There’s a chaise-lounge-looking seat that must be where they fucked me last time.
Feeling hot all over, I walk toward a bench-like thing, and I wouldn’t have known what it was for if Noah hadn’t shown me a picture of it earlier. He wants to bind me to this so I won’t move while he uses me. So he can do what he wants with me. I squeeze my thighs together at the achy need throbbing in my pussy.
“The sheets are silk.” Coop’s deep voice draws my gaze to the bed.
It’s a standard king size, so not big enough for all of us to sleep on together. As I look at it, I catch details. There are metal loops and holds all around the top of the square frame and the base of the bed.
I run my hand over the fabric and turn to see the guys watching me explore. “What attaches to this?”
Reaching up, I slip a button free on my blouse and move to the next.
“A few different things. We can use the holds for ties or cuffs. The top can support a swing.” Noah takes off his shirt and leaves it on a chair.
My shirt dangles in my fingers before I let it slip to the floor. The guys take in my breasts, which feel heavy as my nipples tighten under their hot gazes.
“Will you let me tie you down too?” I’m not asking anyone in particular. I find the zipper on my skirt and release it, letting it flutter to the ground around my feet. Leaving me naked as I crawl onto the bed.
Their eyes follow me as I kneel, facing them. My palms on my thighs.
“You want us to give you control?” Seth removes his shirt and pants before striding toward me. His cock is hard and thick against his stomach. I lick my lips.
“Sometimes.” I raise an eyebrow.
Do I think Coop and Noah will let me have my way with them? Yes. Blake and Seth, though, are another thing. They thrive on control. Honestly, it surprised me when Noah let me take control, but that feeling... Gah, that feeling of power over him. Making him do what I wanted to get me there. I want more.
“Tonight?” Seth doesn’t answer my question, but maybe that’s an I’ll-consider-it answer.
I shake my head. My blond hair spills over my shoulders. “Not tonight.”
There’s freedom in letting Seth direct me. I don’t have to make decisions or worry about anything. I can focus on the pleasure.
Seth climbs on the bed in front of me and kneels so close I can feel his heat, but not close enough for our skin to touch. “Do you want to explore the room, princess?”
“I want to be touched.” My gaze sweeps the room and all the unique pieces of furniture. We have all the time later to wander the room and play, for them to show me exactly how they want me on each piece of furniture. Right now, I just want their bodies against mine. Their heat to engulf me.
“Noah.” Seth doesn’t release my gaze. “Behind her.”
Naked, Noah walks across the room and climbs on the bed behind me. He gathers my hair in his hands and shivers course through me.
“We’ll take it slow this time, kitten.” His lips brush the nape of my neck. Sparks course through me.
My eyes try to flicker shut at the soft touch. I miss neck kisses. I want to be healed so we can explore each other fully without worrying about hurting me. Noah wants to hold me down by my neck, and though the idea scared me at first, now I want to see what I can handle.
“Coop.” Seth’s voice is commanding and makes my pussy pulse, needy, wanting.
Coop slides onto the bed beside me. He kneels like Seth, just out of touch, to my right.
“Blake.”
Blake takes my left side. They surround me like four corners. All naked. All mine. No one touches me, but we all breathe a little faster together.
“You ready, princess?” Seth’s eyes twinkle with mischief.
Even though I’m not sure what exactly they have in store for me, I’m more than ready for it. Every second stretches out in anticipation of their touch.
I draw in a breath and release it. “Always.”
“Put your hands on my shoulders but don’t move from your spot on the bed.” Seth keeps his hands on his thighs.
Rising on my knees, I lean forward and place my hands on his hard shoulders. My face is so close to his I can feel his breath on my lips. This isn’t a wild ride like in the office. This is slow, methodical Seth in control of every moving part of us.
“Spread your thighs.”
My knees slide on the silk, opening myself up to Noah behind me. A pulse of heat flows through me.
“Do you want Noah in your ass or your pussy, princess?”
Fuck. I almost clench my thighs together at the aching pulse racing through me. Noah said he wanted my ass, and he’s already had it once tonight, but I want to feel him deep inside me. Not overwhelmed by two of them inside me at once. Just him.
“Fuck my ass.”
“Blake, hand Noah the lube.”
Seth’s eyes hold mine as I feel Blake shift and hear the squirt of the bottle behind me. A shiver courses over my hot flesh.
Noah smooths his fingers between my ass cheeks, dragging lube over my puckered hole. My fingers clench into Seth’s shoulders as Noah plays with my asshole, dipping his finger in and rubbing the entrance. My pussy throbs, empty.
“Blake, rub her clit.”
Blake reaches between my legs and dips his finger into my pussy to gather some of my wetness before sliding forward to tease my clit. My breathing escalates as I stare into Seth’s eyes. As the heat inside me builds.
“Coop—?”
“Boobs, on it.”
A giggle rushes out of me, taking some of the tension out of the room. The corner of Seth’s lips quirks up. I want to lean in and kiss him. My lips part as my gaze drops to his full lips. Coop’s fingers drag over my nipples as Blake rubs my clit while Noah teases my asshole, winding me up in the best way.
“Kiss me, princess.”
It’s exactly what I want. I press my lips to his as Blake thrusts his fingers inside my core while teasing my clit with his thumb. Noah’s hand retreats, and I feel the soft head of his cock against me instead. I groan into Seth’s mouth as Noah pushes his tip inside my ass.
Coop and Blake use their free hands to hold my ass cheeks apart.
“You’re doing great, sweetheart,” Coop murmurs in my ear.
My breath catches as Noah rocks into me slightly. Blake’s fingers slip out of my core to slide over my clit as Noah eases in a little deeper before retreating. He holds my hips steady as he rocks in and out of me, getting a little deeper with every forward thrust.
Seth’s tongue strokes mine, and I moan into his mouth. My fingers itch to do more than stay on his shoulders, but orders are orders. And while I enjoy punishment, I want pleasure.
The tension builds inside me, each stroke of Noah’s cock is emphasized by Blake rubbing my clit and Coop brushing my hardened nipple. Seth’s tongue slides against mine.
My fingers tighten on Seth as Noah fully impales me on his cock and begins to fuck my ass, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. Warmth surges through me at the feel of him so deep inside me.
“Your ass is so tight and hot, kitten. It’s almost as good as your pussy.”
I can’t focus on anything anymore as I pant into Seth’s mouth while the others work my body into a frenzy. They’ve all been inside me. They’ve all touched me. They’ve all branded me as theirs.
Now they’re working together to make me come, and it’s intoxicating.
Seth releases my mouth and presses his forehead against mine. “Let go, princess. We’ve got you.”
My gaze meets Seth’s and I know he means it. They’ve got me. They won’t let me go.
Noah thrusts harder into my ass as the others tease and torture my body. It’s like the moment at the top of a rollercoaster where you can see the miles of track ahead of you with so many twists and turns. For just a second, everything freezes as I crest the peak. I hold my breath as my orgasm crashes over me and I fall over the edge, safe in their arms. My body tightens and releases around Noah’s cock as the world slows to a crawl around me.
My fingers dig into Seth’s hard muscles. Coop’s hand cradles my breast as he tugs on my nipple. Blake rubs my clit a little harder. Noah growls as my ass clamps down on his cock, but he doesn’t stop fucking me.
Time rushes back in as I pulse around Noah’s cock, still slamming into me. Coop’s teeth sink into my hip, while Blake buries his fingers in my pussy again. I cry out as I swing back up into another orgasm. Or the same one. I can’t tell as my body keeps coming, tightening and releasing, riding each wave as it hits me.
Noah slams into me one last time and roars as he comes deep inside me. I can feel his warm cum filling me as another wave crashes over me. He presses my ass cheeks open, and I blush, knowing he’s looking at his cock buried in my ass.
“Beautiful, kitten.” He pulls out and climbs off the bed, heading to a door. Blake shifts to the spot behind me when I hear water running. My breathing is ragged, but my body is satisfied.
“Ready for more, tiger?”