Chapter 62
Sixty-Two
Kyrith
“Took you long enough,” North comments, swinging his legs off the lounger he’s claimed and standing. His eyes zero in on my neck.
“Some men know how to give their women gifts,” I tease, sticking my nose up at him.
He cocks a brow, a grin brewing at the corners of his mouth. “You're demanding presents now, Ice Queen?”
“You’re the only one who hasn’t given her something,” Leo points out, hooking the ring on my collar with his finger again and using it to urge me closer to my other Dom. “She’s running out of space on her neck, I’m afraid.”
North’s grin turns evil as I get close enough for him to reach out and pluck the hat from my head. He sends it frisbeeing away with a careless flick of his wrist. He catches the satin belt at my waist. It comes undone, and the fabric falls aside, exposing the rest of the lingerie beneath.
“That’s okay. I can think of other places I’d rather decorate.”
His hands span my waist, then sink lower, clutching my ass in a way that leaves no question about his intentions.
“How does this work?” I ask, blinking up at them, slightly less certain than I was before.
As much as Lambert’s plan is something I definitely want to try, there’s a lot of unanswered questions.
How do I take charge of Jasper, and at the same time submit to Leo and North? How do I possibly take more than two of them at a time?
North’s hands leave my ass to shove the robe down, letting it fall to the floor in a puddle of expensive fabric. Then he spanks my ass hard.
“You trust your Doms,” he answers. “We’ve done a lot of planning. All you have to do is enjoy yourself.”
Leo presses a kiss to my cheek and tucks me against his side as he leads us around the side of the house.
The sunny patio continues here, shaded by a pergola hung with passionflowers.
The spot is obviously designed for a dining area, but the table has been pushed aside, and now a huge bed with soft white sheets waits in its place.
Jasper is already reclining on it, wearing a crisp linen shirt and a pair of tan shorts.
When he catches sight of me, he grins.
It’s strange to be wandering around outside in nothing but lace and string, but the way his eyes heat my skin adds a little sway to my stride as I cross to the bed, lean over, and kiss him.
The move makes my ass stick out, and North takes that as an invitation to spank it again.
“Keep teasing,” Leo warns from behind me. “I still owe you for what you did in the Astrology Room.”
A door ahead of us opens, and Lambert sticks his head through. “Finally! What took so long?”
He’s shirtless, wearing only a pair of black gym shorts. The moment he sees me, his grin grows blinding.
“You’re gorgeous, boss.”
I blush. “Pierce has good taste.”
Lambert kisses me soundly, and North scoffs. “Stop talking, before he finishes faffing in the kitchen and hears you. His ego doesn’t need to get any bigger.”
I cock my head to one side. “That explains where he is, but Dakari…?”
“Checking the wards for the hundredth time.” Lambert shrugs.
Jasper grabs my hand, tumbling me onto the mattress beside him with a kiss. “I vote we start without them.”
“Do you now?” I cock a brow at him.
His eyes drop, only to land squarely on my cleavage as he replies huskily, “If it pleases you, Mistress.”
“The most important part of any workout is the warmup,” Lambert adds.
I glance up at Leo and North, but the two of them just wave me on, clearly happy to let me have this time with the others.
“In that case,” I tell Jasper. “Lie on your back.”
His eyes spark, and the beautiful brown of his irises disappears as his pupils dilate. I wait for him to get into position, then straddle him, pressing kisses to the skin exposed by the open collar of his shirt.
The bed dips, Lambert happily joining us.
“Room for one more, boss?” he asks, lifting my hand with his ring on it and kissing it lightly.
I smile, abandoning the trail I’ve been licking and sucking along Jasper’s throat to take Lambert’s lips in a kiss that soothes the last of my nerves. I have no idea what the others have planned, but with these two, I know exactly where I stand.
“I think I can find a use for you.”
I bite his lower lip gently, then shift my weight, crawling higher on the bed, turning until my knees are on either side of Jasper’s head, facing his feet, with my pussy inches above his face.
From here, I can feel his warm breath caressing me through the sheer lace.
“Lucky bastard,” someone murmurs, and I twist my head to stare at Dakari as he strides into view. “Get her nice and wet for us, Jas. She’ll need it for what North and I have planned.”
The man beneath me groans, nuzzling my inner thigh in a silent request, but I don’t lower myself just yet.
Lambert’s fingers trace the back of the bra, but I shake my head. “Leave it on. Pierce bought it, he gets to take it off me.”
“I can work with that,” Lambert promises, his lips trailing lower until he’s kissing my breast through the lace, cupping the other like he’s offering it to the three men circling the bed like sharks.
His hot, wet mouth covers one nipple, tongue laving it until my breasts ache. Then he switches sides, leaving the damp fabric to cool as he works its twin into a hard little point.
“Please, Mistress.” Jasper’s words are a groan. “Let me make you come.”
I look for North, prepared for him to forbid me from orgasming without permission, but he’s not where I left him.
Instead, he’s leaning over the wooden dining table with a pen in his hand and his grimoire out, but he’s still watching.
He must be in a good mood because he nods. “Come on his face. You’re going to need it.”
With those ominous words, he returns to whatever runeform he’s drawing. I sink down onto Jasper’s mouth. His beard tickles my inner thighs as he dives right in, licking me through the fabric. No buildup, no teasing, just eager enthusiasm.
“Fucking delicious,” he moans.
My breath catches, and I reach for his fly, popping open the buttons to expose the gold of his cage and his heavy sack to the warm air.
“Lobiretimi.”
The filigree unwinds, letting his cock spring free. The length of him is already rising, swelling to readiness before I’ve even touched him. I lean down, dislodging Lambert, and dart my tongue out for a taste. Jasper moans against my clit in response.
I smile against the warm, velvety skin of his dick, then dip to take the head into my mouth.
“You started without me.” Pierce sounds unimpressed, but Lambert—who’s switched to stroking my back as I torment Jasper—just shrugs.
“You snooze, you lose, dude.”
Jasper’s cock falls from my lips as I sit up, running my hands down the sides of the bustier, fingers gliding over the silky pearls. “This is beautiful. Thank you.”
Pierce’s smile is soft. “It will look better on the floor while I’m fucking you.”
North grins. “Finally, something we can agree on.”
“Let her have her fun first.” Leo leans back against the wall of the house.
Jasper’s fingers tug the lace thong aside, and I groan as his tongue makes contact with my pussy.
“Suck my clit,” I order, and his cock jerks happily in my hand as he complies.
Something shiny and silver sails over my head, and Lambert catches it.
“She was complaining I never got her any presents,” North comments.
The other man opens his hand and reveals a solid metal plug, the flared base engraved with four letters.
SLUT.
I glance up at him. It’s not a small plug. The neck is wider than the ones we’ve played with in the past and the metal is weightier than those silicone toys. Everything south of my navel clenches, and Jasper groans as my interest soaks his face.
Lambert sees the trepidation in my expression and winks at me. “Can I play with your ass, boss?”
The request is earnest. He’ll chuck the plug back at North’s head if I even look the slightest bit unsure. I lean back down, lapping at the head of Jasper’s cock to distract myself.
“Only if you promise to fuck it afterwards.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He grins like he’s won a magiball game.
Someone tosses Lambert some lube, and I busy myself with Jasper’s cock, taking him as deep as I can, rocking my pussy against his face.
Thankfully, Lambert doesn’t go straight for the plug.
A single finger rubs across the tight ring of muscle, spreading the lube around before dipping inside, awakening my nerve endings with the promise of more.
Jasper’s lips seal around my clit, sucking as Lambert adds a second finger, stretching me until the familiar burn makes its presence known.
I rock into the sensation, eager for it and what comes next.
Then those fingers are gone. The cold of the plug presses insistently where they were. I gasp. It takes work to force myself to relax and let it inch its way into my body.
It’s short, but wide, and the stretch is immense. Even when Lambert seats it fully into me, the neck is so wide that it makes me feel open and full at the same time.
Lambert’s fingers disappear, and I sense more than see North moving to a spot where he can admire the sight of his latest creation stretching me to bursting point. Then his fingers tangle in my hair, lifting me off Jasper’s cock.
“Aren’t you going to thank me for your present?” The warning in his voice is silky smooth, and I grin as I ignore it entirely.
“I think you’ll find Lambert was the one who gave it to me.”
His lazy smirk makes a shiver run up my spine, or maybe that’s just the way Jasper’s fingers have snuck into my cunt, rubbing against the plug from inside me as he circles my clit with his tongue.
I can feel the pleasure building, my ass tightening around the slick metal as everything in me begins that inevitable ascent.
The grip in my hair turns controlling, lifting me away from the tongue skilfully bringing me closer to the edge.
I keen low in my throat, my orgasm slipping from my grasp with every second that my pussy is out of my sub’s reach.
“Say that again,” North orders. “I dare you.”
“Lambert gave it to me,” I pant, defiance in my every breath.