Chapter 12 #2
I looked over my shoulder. “Did you ever tell Lane? He’s a literal Master when it comes to electro-play. It’s quite beautiful to watch. Not everyone likes that kind of stimulation. When someone shows an interest, he usually jumps at the chance.”
“No, I’ll never bring it up to him knowing that.”
“Oh, babygirl. Where’s the fun in that?” Kingston asked, chuckling.
He unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down and off.
He was left in a gray ribbed tank top and his signature silky boxer-briefs.
They outlined his very ample package and Eli’s nails dug into my shoulder.
The pain made me hiss. Without endorphins flying through me her nails hurt more than I liked.
“Watch your claws, kitten.”
“Do you not see what I see, Sir?” Eloise grumbled. “It’s like having someone else unwrap your birthday present but they are going in slow motion.”
King laughed, his muscles rippling in his abs as he teased us, flashing only the side. “What’s a kink or scene that you’ve always wanted to experience, Reed?”
This slow burn needed to hurry up, my cock was hard and uncomfortable against my thigh. “It’s not really a kink, but I always thought it’d be hot to go out and try to be picked up by someone I was dating. It’s a bit boring…”
“Nah. I like it. Sort of like roleplaying if you think about it. We should go to Brookside Ballers one night. I’ll see if I can get you to come home with me.” Kingston stripped off the tank.
Eli audibly moaned, though she covered her mouth.
“Like what you see, princess? Your moans make me so hard.”
“I’ve been getting more and more aroused, Sir. I can’t take it anymore. Please? I’ve been patient, but you promised me a spanking.”
He stepped behind me, rearranging Eloise. I knew because the warmth from her body disappeared. Two harsh slaps sounded over my shoulder followed by her gasps. Suddenly he was holding his hands out to me. I placed my palms in his, and he brought me to the bed.
Kingston bit my earlobe and nibbled along my neck. “You always have more fun with a paddle. I’m going to use my flogger and then you’re going to put our girl across your lap and spank her until I tell you to stop. Got it?”
“Yes, Sir,” I agreed.
“Good boy.”
He turned on music from an app on his phone, upbeat pop songs that would give him a rhythm to follow.
Lifting the flogger in his hands, swishing it through the air, he landed the thick leather tails across Eli’s shoulders.
She moaned, her gorgeous body arching to meet each strike as he continued as if painting her body with the flogger.
The music swelled and diminished. His movements were fluid as if he had memorized each beat in order to time the tails.
Soon Eloise was a light pink along her back and shoulders then lower across the expanse of her ass.
His flogger skills were precise, probably because of his epic hand-eye coordination.
I didn’t love the flogger in most instances, it felt like a rough massage, but in King’s hands it was truly a different experience.
After a few more well-placed strokes, he put the flogger in his toy bag. Eli hummed contentedly.
I touched her head. “How do you feel, lemondrop?”
“So relaxed. I think King found knots that have been hanging out since my twenties. All of them are gone. I’m all melty.”
“You look incredibly sexy. Come crawl across my lap.” I patted my thigh.
She immediately complied, her breasts bouncing as she moved, distracting me completely.
I wanted to flip her up by the headboard and fuck her until she screamed for us, but this was about her needs. Growling, I held her against my body.
“You okay there, tiger?” she asked sweetly.
“I’m so fucking hard, babygirl. Your sweet little pussy brushed across me, and I want to taste it.”
Kingston chuckled, handing me a leather paddle instead of the oak one. “You’re going to have to wait. Her curvy butt isn’t nearly pink enough.”
She cooed, rubbing herself against my thighs.
“Stay still, Eli.” I smacked her ass hard.
“Well, if you’re just going to spank me, then I’ll keep grinding.”
“Who’s a naughty little thing?” Kingston picked up a bottle of lube. He squirted it into the cleft of her ass and she gave out several indignant squeaks. “Don’t sass your Sir when he tells you not to do something.”
“I was saying something factual, Daddy.” She stuck her lower lip out in an adorable pout.
“Bullshit.”
“I’m serious! It was a simple if-then statement.”
King slid his pointer finger deftly into her ass without giving her a chance to do or say anything else. She bucked. “Spank her upper thighs. Right there.”
I had a feeling I knew how she was going to respond, but this was our first time playing.
Cracking the paddle against her thighs, I watched her crash into me.
She mewed while Kingston kept his finger buried in her tight pucker.
It didn’t take more than a few harsh strikes across her butt to get her to beg for us to stop.
“Want to fix your response, princess?” King growled against her ear.
“I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m sorry, Sir. I’m sassy because all I’ve been thinking about is being spanked and fucked.”
“There’s my good girl.” He kissed her temple. “Who do you want in your pussy?”
“Daddy’s choice.”
“Fuck. That’s the hottest answer you could have given. Rock, paper, scissors, Reed?”
“As entertaining as it would be, Sir, I always lose that game.”
“So, you want me to decide?”
“Yes, I’m happy with any combination you’d like, Sir.” I nodded, acquiescing to his dominance.
“Correct answer. Lie down on your side facing the window, up by the headboard.”
Obeying, I observed him sliding his finger out of Eloise and directing her to crawl to me.
He padded to the bathroom before returning to us.
Kingston kissed each of us in turn, delving his tongue into our mouths.
For a while only the sounds of the three of us kissing and moaning, mixed with soft whispers of desire along with the lighter music list played through my room.
Though we hadn’t had sex yet, kissing, tasting, sucking along every spot I could reach left me more fulfilled than I’d ever felt.
Kingston
In the quiet cadence of our collective breathing, I grew more aroused from my two partners.
They caressed and rubbed their hands along my body, their mouths following the same paths as they whispered sweet things in my ears.
My dominance seemed to have quieted and calmed Reed’s brat.
Eloise was something else entirely. She caved so easily when pushed just a tiny bit out of her comfort zone.
It was such a fucking beautiful thing to witness.
Nibbling along her neck, I propped myself on my elbow.
“Drape your left leg over Reed’s hip.”
“How’s that going to work, Sir?”
“Trust me.”
Eloise adjusted her body, the angle allowing Reed full access to her pussy.
He grinned as she moved, cupping her face to kiss her as he slowly entered her.
Her low murmur of satisfaction made me even harder.
Lubing my cock, I let them enjoy each other before pressing myself against the tight ring of her ass.
“Daddy–”
“If it doesn’t feel good, tell me, otherwise I want to fill your naughty back hole while Reed fucks your pussy.”
“Oh, god. Why does everything you say make me absolutely crazy?”
“You said aroused wrong, babygirl.”
“Please? Please claim my ass while my Sir fucks me?”
“Such a good girl. Ask again.”
“I need your thick cock in my ass, Daddy. Please fuck it while my Sir claims my pussy?”
Reed growled from in front of her, nipping along her collarbone. “Fuck, Sir. I’m not going to last. Please?”
Chuckling darkly, I gave in to their pleas. “Relax.” Sliding myself into her ass, I allowed her to accommodate me before pushing past the resistance a little at a time.
“Oh, fuck!”
Eloise clenched around my cock as I thrust deeper. She thrashed, gripping her hands around Reed.
“How does that feel, princess?”
“Fuck… yes… faster!”
Reed cocked his head to the side, making eye contact with me. I licked along my lips, having an idea of what he was going to do, even though we hadn’t discussed it before. He grinned before focusing on Eloise, wrapping his hand around her throat. She squeaked before losing her breath.
“Do you get to make demands in the bedroom, babygirl?” He whispered in her ear.
I stilled my hips while buried deep inside her. I listened to her breathing, subtly checking her pulse to make sure she was not in distress.
Eloise had been through some extremely traumatic shit in her past, though I didn’t exactly know what it entailed. I didn’t want to push her into a bad reaction but strangely enough, she held the control here. I was in charge, but she held the power. Checking her pulse again, I took a deep breath.
“Release her throat. Her pulse is a bit high. We are getting into edge play. That needs to be negotiated before we can continue.”
Reed nodded, slowly releasing his hold. He licked along her throat, murmuring sweet things as she gasped.
“I wanted it, Sir,” Eloise whined. “That was the hottest thing anyone’s ever done. Why did you make him stop?”
“Because you’re very likely to hit subspace and I want to be prepared with what you need for aftercare.
We also need to map out the sort of scene we were dipping our toes into.
It can be very healing after experiencing trauma to be in control of how you want your fantasy handled, even with some dubious consent.
But we need to discuss it.” I kissed all along her shoulder and down her arm, lightly resuming the gentle motion of thrusting in and out of her tight hole.
She seemed to accept what I said or she was close to a release.
Reed grabbed one of my hands, pressing his lips to the back of it. We adjusted our rhythm, keeping our girl in between our bodies. Moaning, she threw her head back, her gorgeous blonde locks splaying across my collarbone. I moved her hair away from her face with my free hand.
“Come on, babygirl,” I whispered. “You’re so close. Come for Daddy.”
She moaned louder, her eyes fluttering shut. I kissed the crown of her head making sure she hit her peak before looking at Reed.
“I’m there, Sir. I’m there….” he panted.
My brats were both sated, allowing me to climax, releasing inside Eloise.
She gasped, her muscles clenching me tight as I came hard.
We stayed connected for a while before finally moving around.
Reed picked Eli up in his arms, kissing her forehead.
We had gone into this relationship differently than most people, but observing the sweet gestures between the two of them and the adoring gaze Eli shot at Reed, I knew it had been the right move.