Chapter 30
Late Night Talking
GREER
I chew a carrot to buy me time. I’m not sure how I’m going to answer some of this. But I’m game.
“I understand.”
Mason clears his throat and begins, “We can check off anal play. Do you love it, like it, it’s okay, dislike it, but it’s okay in small amounts, or hate?”
Swallowing hard, I cough and squirm in Mason’s lap, thinking about their fingers and the plug. Roarke grins wickedly at me. Heat engulfs my face. “Love.”
“Anal sex?”
Roarke catches my eye with a wider grin.
“Curious.” Eating more broccoli, I lean back against Mason, feeling the hard planes of his body through his shirt. Warmth spreads through me, thinking about what they want to do with me, to me.
“Spanking?”
“Yes.”
“Describe.”
Oh fuck. Didn’t think he was going to ask that. “One guy I was with playfully spanked me a few times.”
The other time is pretty unclear about consent, so I’ll just leave it at that.
Mason’s cock hardens beneath me, stoking the already burning fire within.
“Rate it?” His dark voice flows over me like a caress. He wants this one. Roarke had mentioned punishment. Is this what he wants? To spank me. My panties get wet as I pop a blueberry in my mouth.
“Liked it?” I shrug.
“You don’t know, mouse?” Mason’s voice next to my ear sends shivers down my spine.
“It was okay. The guy was okay.” Heat blankets my neck and cheeks.
“We already know you didn’t get off on it, kitten.” Wyatt smiles softly. “You can enjoy something and not get off on it, but we want to know if it will get you off.”
His hazel eyes hold me captive. Do I think Mason spanking me will get me off? Maybe?
“You want to try it again, mouse?” Mason’s tone is hard to miss. He wants this one.
I lean my head back against his shoulder, drawing in his leather scent. With him? “Yes, sir.”
His cock twitches against my ass. Right answer. I eat another strawberry.
“Biting?”
My eyes widen. “No.”
“Curious?”
“Ummm…” Pretty sure I bit Roarke when he was fucking me. I glance at the slightly pink skin on his shoulder. Shit, did I do that? Do I want to do it again? Do I want him to bite me?
“Relax, mouse. No one is into it, but Roarke is willing to try anything once.” Mason slides his hand across my stomach.
“Then no.”
“You can bite me whenever you want, poppet.” Roarke rubs at his shoulder with a wink.
I pop another veggie in my mouth to hide my embarrassment.
“Blindfolds?”
I flinch. Fuck. Did someone ask me this before? Was it before my freak-out with Roarke and Aiden? I don’t want to freak out like that on anyone else. “No, I’ve never done it with anyone else.”
Not consenting at least.
When I don’t continue, Mason’s tone softens. “Hard limit or soft limit, mouse?”
“What’s the difference?” I turn to look at him.
“Hard means absolutely not under any circumstances. Soft means you can discuss it before a scene, but it can’t be added without prior consent.”
I bite my lip and glance down at the paper, seeing that Wyatt marked that he likes blindfolding his partner. I don’t want to disappoint him. “Under the right circumstances, maybe.”
I keep my gaze on the plate of fruit and veggies.
“You can say no, kitten. I don’t want you terrified. That’s not the point. And if that triggers you, then it’s an absolute no.” Wyatt kneels before me and takes my hand. His eyes are kind and soft. “It’s not a deal breaker for me.”
“I don’t like the dark,” I whisper. “It’s easier with the lights on.”
“We can keep the lights on, kitten.” Wyatt cups my face.
“Okay.” I turn and kiss his palm.
“Exhibitionism?” Mason keeps going as Wyatt steps back to the wall.
My eyes meet Roarke’s, and he wiggles his eyebrows.
“I haven’t done it before here,” I admit as I eat more.
“And now?” Roarke asks. His blue eyes are excited.
I hesitate. What am I agreeing to? Because earlier, he was willing to fuck me in front of the cooks and servers. I don’t know that I want to push it that far. But I’ve never been pushed out of my comfort zone.
“With the four of us, mouse?” Mason sets the pages down.
“Yes, love it.” That’s easy. I get wet just thinking about Roarke fucking me while they watched.
“Voluntary or forced?”
“Both.” I blush, but I love when they all watch me. And Mason giving me orders yesterday in his office. Yes to that.
“Good.” Roarke smirks, and my pussy throbs.
“Outside of our group?” Mason asks.
I squirm on him again and his hand goes to my hip to hold me still. “Curious.”
“Voluntary or forced?”
“Curious,” I admit, meeting Roarke’s heated eyes. I don’t know that I’ll ever initiate it, but if anyone will, he will.
“Kneeling for submission?” Mason’s voice is dark and full of longing.
“Never done.” I turn to meet his heated eyes. “Curious.”
He tips my chin and kisses me softly. “Good girl.”
My panties dampen at the praise. I turn back to my plate, surprised to find it empty. Wyatt steps forward and takes it from me.
“Do you want more to eat?” His hazel eyes search mine.
I shake my head. “Thank you.”
“Role-play and rape fantasy. With prior discussion and consent at the time,” Mason clarifies.
I meet only Mason’s eyes, because if I see the longing on someone else’s face, I might cave. I’m not sure I can cave on this one. Swallowing, I ask, “Rape fantasy?”
His piercing eyes search mine. “You play like you don’t want to have sex and your partner or partners force you to give in. It’s fully consensual, but it can be thrilling for some to play at it.”
I swallow against the knot in my throat. If he’s mentioning it, one of them wants to at least try it. They’re giving me so much. Anxiety fills my chest like hornets buzzing angrily.
Mason shakes his head. He holds my chin and searches my eyes. “You can’t say yes just to please us, mouse. Not if it’s going to terrify you or harm you mentally. You can say no or say no at the time of the scene. You’ll always have a safe word. If you forget your safe word, you can use red to stop or yellow if something needs to be changed, or something is too tight or uncomfortable, or if you just need to pause the scene to use the bathroom or need a break. Just because you say yes now doesn’t mean you can’t say no later. We won’t want you any less or think any less of you for standing your ground.”
“Likewise if you want to try something later when you feel more comfortable with us. We can always discuss it more then.” Aiden’s knuckles drift down the outside of my thigh. I meet his light blue eyes.
A tear slips out unbidden. “Role-play, curious. Rape fantasy, soft limit.”
“Greer.” Aiden holds his arms out for me.
I climb onto his lap, straddling him as he holds me to his chest. I draw in a breath of his citrus scent and lock down the tears, burying my face in his shirt.
“We will always check in with you. You always have a say in whatever happens with any of us, little warrior.” His hand smooths over my hair, and that nervous energy leaves me.
I turn my face to Mason and wait for the next question.
“Recorded scenes for just us. For safety, we’d wear masks in case it ever got out.”
Aiden’s hand strokes down my back.
“Curious,” I say.
“We’ll go over the toys and the other items on the list later. Are you okay with two or more partners at a time up to all of us?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“And voyeurism, being watched? Do you want to watch other couples have sex?”
I bite my lip. So many elements of sex I haven’t had an opportunity to try. I’ve read smut to get off before. Chad tried to get me to watch porn, but I didn’t like thinking about those girls in the videos.
“Curious.”
Mason puts the stack of papers on the nightstand. “You’ll need to have separate discussions with each of us, but as of now, there isn’t anything that’s off the table that we’re interested in.” Mason holds my chin between his thumb and forefinger. He searches my eyes intently. “Hard limits, mouse. Anything an absolute no? Or something that will trigger you?”
I bite my lip. “I can’t handle being held down in the dark when I’m asleep.” Drawing in a shaky breath, I close my eyes. “I need to feel safe sleeping. That may change, but right now, I can’t do it.”
“What if you’re on top of me and I wake you up by fucking?” Roarke asks. “Is it the lack of control?”
“I don’t know.” I shake my head, unwilling to share my shame with them. Unwilling to open that locked room that holds my nightmares and bad memories for fear I’ll never get it shut again.
“Would you be willing to let me try, poppet?” Roarke’s blue eyes hold mine. “I’ll start slow, and no will stop me. Anything negative will stop me. I don’t want to hurt you or open up old wounds, but I want to give you pleasure.”
I bite my lip, wanting to give him anything he wants. “We can experiment with it.”
Aiden turns my chin until my eyes meet his. “You don’t have to. We don’t have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”
I cup his face and peer into those light blue eyes. “What are your limits, Aiden? How can I help you hold them?”
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AIDEN
I rub my thumbs over the silky slip Mason dressed Greer in. Her tight nipples press against the delicate fabric. I’m already determined to sleep with this girl every night. But do I need limits to safeguard my recovery?
“What if you only have sex with Greer if one of us is with you?” Roarke steps up behind Greer and slides his hands up her ribs to cup her breasts. She releases a soft sigh but keeps her darkened eyes on me. “She’s a needy little poppet.”
Can I sleep next to her every night and not need her? Not long to feel that hot, tight pussy taking my cock? Roarke slides his thumbs over her nipples, and her lips part.
“Only with someone else.” It makes sense. I can’t develop an addiction if we share her. I won’t become dependent if she’s not just mine. If I can’t roll over in the night and make love to her. If we just fuck.
Grabbing the hem of her slip, I lift it up and off her. Her arms come down and weave into my hair.
“Kissing?” Her gaze drops to my lips as she licks hers. Roarke’s hands stroke over her nipples and her hips rock on mine, making my already hard cock throb.
“Definitely.” I wrap my hands around her hips and capture her lips with mine. She whimpers into my mouth and opens beneath me. That urge to sink deep inside her assaults my senses. My fingers slide between her thighs over the satin of her panties and her hot pussy.
“Undo his pants, little mouse.” Mason sits next to me with his hands back on the bed, watching.
Greer breaks off the kiss and gives me a look asking for permission.
“Do you want me inside you, little warrior?” My gaze doesn’t stray from hers. She’s the only voice that matters here.
“Yes, but I can wait.”
I slip my hand into her panties and part her pussy lips with my fingers. She bites her lip.
“I can’t.” I slide my finger into her wet heat and she gasps. “Take out my cock. Be my good girl.”
She works on my pants while I fuck her pussy with my finger, sliding in and out. She’s so fucking wet. Her hips roll with every thrust. When my pants are open, I draw my finger out of her and meet Roarke’s eyes.
He lifts her from me and sets her on her feet. Mason reaches for her and draws her panties down her legs while I strip. I don’t want to feel her through my clothes anymore. I want to feel the satin slide of her skin against mine. Her eyes widen as Roarke thrusts his finger into her pussy from behind her, teasing her nipple while they watch me undress.
“You want him, poppet?”
She nods and licks her lips.
“You want us all? Aiden can take you first, then Mason can help open you up before Wyatt thrusts so deep and thick.” Roarke fucks her pussy with his finger as she moans. “Does that sound good, poppet?”
“Yes, please. What about you?” She tips her head back to see him.
“I’m going to fuck that sweet mouth while you take them. I’m going to watch my friends fuck your pussy and listen to you come while you suck on my cock. Then I’m going to lay you down and push my cock into your cunt to hold all their cum deep inside you until we go to sleep.”
She whimpers and leans back against him. Her darkened eyes follow me as I stalk closer to her. Her gaze flows over my naked body. It’s not the first time we’ve been naked together, but it’s the first time for a lot of things tonight.
None of us have shared a woman before. Roarke may have had threesomes, but not on this level. Roarke takes his finger out of her pussy and sucks it clean before guiding her my way. I draw her back to the bed and sit with her standing between my legs.
“Is this what you want, Greer?”
Her brown eyes meet mine, then she looks at Mason, then Wyatt, and finally Roarke. When her eyes return to mine, they’re determined.
“Yes.”
I cup her breast and suck on her nipple. She draws in a sharp breath, and her fingers tangle into my hair as she arches into me. Mason slips behind her, naked.
“You want to take all our cocks, little mouse?” He slides his hand between her legs and thrusts his fingers inside her. She moans as he pumps them in and out of her.
I switch to her other breast.
“Please,” she murmurs before she cries out as her release crashes over her.
“Good girl.” Mason draws her hair over her shoulder before sucking on the spot where her neck and shoulder meet.
I slip my finger over her clit and she falls into another orgasm. Her breath comes out in pants as we draw away from her.
“Kneel on the bed.” I lift her and she goes on her knees. Roarke lies down on the bed with his hands behind his head. His hard cock lies on his stomach.
She turns her gaze to me. I brush her hair out of her face, thankful for the braids that hold most of it back.
“You’re beautiful, Greer.” I kiss her softly. Our eyes lock. “Any time you need to stop, yellow or red. If you’re unable to speak, tap on a thigh three times and we’ll stop. Do you understand, little warrior?”
She swallows. “Yes, Aiden. Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
She smiles, and I’m drawn in by her. I grab the back of her neck and kiss her, sliding my tongue along hers until we’re both breathless.
“Turn to Roarke, little warrior.” After she turns, I take hold of her hips, rubbing my thumbs over the smooth skin of her ass. “Ass up, head down.”
She lowers her head, and Roarke wraps his hand with her hair. Taking hold of my cock, I drag the tip from her entrance to her clit, gathering her wetness. She makes little needy noises that will drive me nuts if I don’t take her.
Holding her hip with one hand and my cock with the other, I guide my tip to her entrance and ease inside her slowly, letting her get accustomed to my size inch by inch. I’m not as big as Wyatt; few men are.
Greer is more than ready to take me. She pushes back against me on a moan, taking me in deep.
“Aiden,” she whimpers.
“Fuck, Greer, your pussy feels so hot and tight around my cock. Your mouth is exquisite, but this, fuck.” I draw back and sink back into her slowly, loving the way she feels wrapped around me. “I can see why Roarke didn’t want to leave this pussy.”
“You ready, poppet?” Roarke holds his cock up, and she lowers her mouth over him. “Just suck it while the others fuck you.”
He slides his hand down to her nipples and teases them with his fingers. Her pussy clenches around me. Fuck, I’m not sure this was a good idea, but it feels like heaven .