Chapter 20
Twenty
Eloise
Despite the chill in the air and the pine needles crunching under my feet, my body felt alive and warm maybe for the first time ever in my life.
Quickening my steps, I threw myself against the huge pine.
The bark was rough against my thin t-shirt.
Peeking around the trunk, I locked eyes with Reed.
He rubbed his hand across his mouth, and I darted deeper into the woods.
Slamming straight into Kingston, I was so flustered that I stopped moving completely.
“Sir,” I managed before spinning around but Reed had already caught up to us. I had nowhere to go.
My stomach dropped into my toes and I hit the forest floor on my hands and knees.
Crawling to get away, I headed toward Kingston instead of the direction I’d wanted.
He reached for me but I slipped through the space of his legs.
When I thought I might be able to stand and make a clean break, Reed grabbed the back of my neck.
Feeling very much like a kitten who’d been plucked out of her element, I gasped.
“Did you really think you could escape both of us, baby?”
Digging my nails into the soft flesh of his palm elicited a wince followed by a growl.
He released me. But my victory was short-lived.
Kingston swept my knees out from under me and I crashed into the ground.
The move was so unexpected that I almost laughed.
Nothing was funny about being face down in the dirt with my Sir straddling my body.
“Naughty kitten,” he tsked.
Kingston struck my upper thighs with one of his hands, pinning me in place.
Reed bent down by my head kissing along my hairline to my ears and lower to my neck.
Whispered words of praise reached my ears in a dizzying combination of sweet and rough.
Arousal burned through me as I struggled to process it.
Reed growled. “She’s mewing. Listen to that, Sir. That sound is going to be the start of so many of my fantasies from now on.”
“Let’s see what other noises we can pull from her pretty little mouth,” Kingston responded.
“Let me up,” I said, panting.
“Beg,” Kingston commanded.
His body weight pressed against me fully like a weighted blanket. Soothing, yet deeply arousing. “Make me.”
“You’re going to regret that particular challenge, kitten.”
“Am I, Sir?”
“Such a naughty little thing.”
Kingston pressed something cold and metal against my lower back, the tugging of the cloth and sound of shears assaulted my senses. Medical scissors. Smart. I was glad I’d worn cheap clothes as we’d previously agreed on.
“Turn her onto her back, Reed.”
Before I could protest, Reed shifted me around, lifting me up into his arms. Kingston cut my sweatpants along the seams, using the cloth ties to bind my legs.
The binds would prevent me from running.
He raised the strewn t-shirt, tearing it into strips and tying my arms together, avoiding my wrists completely.
Repeating his careful, calculated motions, he cut away my flimsy bra-and-panty set with a few snips.
“Were you a boy scout too, Sir?” My brat found the scenario quite amusing. The rest of me was so turned on I could scarcely breathe.
He tossed something at Reed. “Stuff her panties in her mouth.”
Screaming did nothing but allow Reed to tuck the silky cloth in between my lips easier. He kissed along my jawline until I calmed.
“You know better than to sass at a time like this, babygirl.” Reed’s tone was husky. “Well, I thought you did. Guess you’re going to learn the hard way today.”
I was completely at their mercy, a thought that made me utterly feral.
Reed wrapped an arm around my waist, tossing me over his shoulder.
So many things threatened to overwhelm me, but his gentle yet firm handling balanced the darker, kinkier elements of our scene.
It seemed to take a lot longer for us to get back to the cabin, or maybe my adrenaline had been pumping when I first traipsed out onto the porch.
I could only see the pine-covered ground under Kingston’s feet as he walked behind us.
“If any part of your body goes numb, elbow me. Kick me. Spit the gag out. Whatever you need to get my attention. Understand?” Reed dropped his voice to a husky whisper, carrying me through the woods.
I nudged his back with my nose twice.
“Such a good little kitten.”
Reed kept telling me how brave and strong and beautiful I was as he and Kingston walked the path. My head bobbed as he ascended the deck steps and stalked through the double sliding glass doors.
“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful,” King whispered, pausing to run his hands along my body.
I wasn’t entirely sure where in the house we were, since my perception was still upside down.
Kingston bit my neck. It stung enough to make me hiss into the panty gag.
He dragged his tongue along my collarbone, sucking and biting harder than a love nip.
I loved the way pain and pleasure mixed together.
Endorphins flew through me at dizzying speeds.
I struggled against Reed as King teased, but I was bound without much wiggle room.
Reed rubbed my ass and thighs, keeping me close to him as we continued on our way to the bedroom.
Tossing me roughly onto the bed roughly, he cupped my face.
“Look at her eyes, Sir. She’s already so close.”
“She needs the two of us inside her again.”
“Like a beautiful little caterpillar. All bound and gagged.”
Kingston chuckled darkly. “I almost want to keep her like that, but then we can’t fuck her.”
They both knew exactly what they were doing.
Being deliberate in their movements, their word choices.
Arousal sprinkled with the tiniest smattering of fear was utterly intoxicating.
I couldn’t liken the moment to anything else I’d ever felt because deep, deep inside I knew they’d never hurt me.
I had my safeword, my colors, even without being verbal.
Plus they were both very experienced Doms. They were locked in on the way my body reacted to their every touch.
“Give me the scissors so I can free her,” Reed demanded.
He couldn’t see King’s expression, but I could. Damn it. They were both so hot.
“Did you forget who’s in charge here?” Our Daddy grabbed a fistful of Reed’s hair, tugging in what looked like a not gentle fashion.
“Of course not,” Reed protested.
“I’m about to give you a red ass while our girl watches. Eloise is helpless to do anything other than grow more aroused. Then since you’re being so fucking defiant, I think I’ll claim your ass and not let you come.” King nearly growled the words as he kept Reed’s head bent at an awkward angle.
“I’m sorry, Sir,” Reed almost stuttered.
“Prove it,” King commanded.
Wow. I thought our scene was already so hot, but if I’d been wearing any panties their sexual tension would have made them combust. Reed swallowed hard as he lowered himself to his knees on the smooth hardwood floor.
Kingston waited for Reed to look up at him before letting go of his hair.
Tugging my panties out of my mouth, he nipped my jaw.
“I’m removing these for safety reasons,” King stated darkly. “If you say anything other than your safeword, our titles, or colors, without permission, you’ll be gagged again.”
“Green, Sir.”
“Good girl.” He pushed my hair away from my eyes, tucking a piece behind my ear before settling me into a better position.
The small break was actually a blessing since my adrenaline had been pumping.
Reed looked incredibly handsome on his knees.
King stripped his clothing off, each piece deliberately removed for the maximum amount of tension.
It was maddening yet arousing. He held his hands out to Reed, who placed his own in King’s palms.
“Please give me a chance to grovel, Sir. You’re in charge, not me.” Reed dropped his head to his chest.
“Oh, you’re going to grovel. I’m just trying to figure out where to start.” Kingston undressed Reed without fanfare. “Bend over the bed. I want you as close to our girl as possible.”
If I thought I’d get any touching during their encounter I was mistaken.
That wasn’t fair. I pouted but dared not speak.
Not when I knew Reed needed the attention as much as I did.
Bending over the bed, he shifted closer to me.
His head was near mine, and he turned to plant a kiss on my jaw.
It was a bittersweet tease. Like biting into a chocolate from a mixed box and hoping for caramel but getting peppermint.
Still a good flavor but not what I wanted.
I could see his reactions but couldn’t engage at all.
Bound like a caterpillar without being able to touch my Sirs.
“What color are you, Eli?” Reed whispered.
“Green, Sir,” I repeated.
He’d already heard Kingston ask me, but it was important to keep checking in. I wasn’t entirely sure if they had done something like this before, but it didn’t seem like it. Kingston pressed himself on top of Reed, nibbling along his shoulders.
“Stay still, Reed.”
I wanted to know the plan but other than being aware that many implements had traveled with us, I wasn’t privy to what they were. The cap of the lube clicked open, the sound of the gel coming out of the bottle was followed by Reed’s sharp gasp.
“Usually I get a warning, Sir,” he said mournfully.
Kingston struck his palm against Reed’s thighs. “And I expect you not to challenge me while we are playing. The plug stays in until I remove it.”
“It’s bigger than anything else I’ve had there! Please, Sir? Take it out. I’m very very sorry for being a brat. I’ll behave.”
“It’s not bigger than me.” King continued spanking him hard and fast. He stopped only to grab a large wooden paddle. I was fairly certain it was a ‘Logan special’. It was beautiful, but it would not feel beautiful.