Chapter 16
CHAPTER 16
Serena watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Noah lifted the toy bag the men had brought with them onto the mattress and opened it. Though she was curious about what it contained, so far she had not been brave enough to look inside. She also hadn’t been left alone in the room long enough to sneak a peek.
Even now she couldn’t see what was inside but was too tired to get up and join Noah. Let them have their BDSM toy secrets. She was sure she would find out soon enough, that is, if they ever made it to the Dungeon for some playtime.
A moment later, Ford joined Noah and they searched the bag for something. She could not make out their whispered conversation but had a feeling she was the subject. Were they going to punish her? Or were they taking inventory for tomorrow when they had promised her they would finally visit the basement Dungeon for some BDSM playtime?
Despite all the rest they’d gotten over the past few days, Serena was having a hard time keeping her eyes open. Pushing out of her chair, she staggered to the side of the bed. She felt drunk and barely in control as she pulled the covers back and crawled onto the mattress. Curling up in the middle of the bed, she looked at the two men who watched her silently.
“Night,” she murmured as she fought with the top sheet to free it from the blankets. Once the two men came to bed, there would be no need for blankets.
“Good night, sugar,” Noah said gently as he took her hand and brushed a kiss on the palm.
“Sweet dreams, honey,” Ford said as he wrapped something soft and fuzzy around her left wrist.
She frowned at the weight that now pulled her arm. Forcing her eyes open, she lifted her arm and stared at her wrist. A wide black leather cuff encircled her limb with a second cuff dangling from it.
“What’s this for?” she asked, her words so slurred she couldn’t be sure they understood her. What stunned her was the way her body reacted, her nipples immediately beading and her pussy growing slick with want.
“It’s a wrist cuff,” Noah answered simply. He sounded smug as he held out his right wrist so Ford could wrap the other cuff around it. “If you need to get up during the night, this way I’ll know and be able to deal with any issues.”
Serena frowned at the cuff then raised her gaze to meet his as he climbed on the bed and laid down beside her. “Why?”
Noah brushed a strand of hair from her face before laying his free hand on her cheek. “Because we don’t want to start another day being called by Derek because you slipped away unnoticed and got into trouble. Now close your eyes and get some rest.”
There was a flaw in his theory, but she was too relaxed to put an argument together. Instead, Serena snuggled into the big man’s side and laced the fingers of their joined arms together.
“Love you, Noah.”
“Love you, Ford.”
She felt Noah brush a kiss on her forehead. “Love you, too, sugar.”
Serena relaxed but didn’t fall into the deep black pit of sleep where no dreams or anything but rest resided. It was the black pit where she normally spent her unconscious hours. Instead, she relaxed into a state where she rested, but could hear what was going on in the room. She felt Noah gently pull his fingers from between hers before pulling at the cuff around her wrist. When he eased her arm over her head and secured it to the headboard, she wondered what he was up to, but was too tired to open her eyes and ask.
Then she felt him roll out of bed.
* * *
Looking across the room to where Ford was straightening up, Noah wondered if Serena would stay asleep if he pulled the other man into the bathroom, bent him over the counter, and fucked him.
Hard.
After years of dealing with post-event adrenaline, Noah knew that the only way he would be able to sleep would be after having a really good orgasm… or three.
Opening the cuff around his wrist, he eased Serena’s arm up the bed until he could wrap the now empty cuff around one of the bars that made up the headboard. Once Serena was secured to the headboard, he counted to twenty to make sure the change in position didn’t wake her.
She shifted but settled again without opening her eyes.
Noah slowly rolled across the mattress and out of bed. After grabbing two condoms from the top drawer of the nightstand, he prowled across the room to where Ford was folding and packing dirty clothes into a vacuum bag.
Stepping up behind him, Noah wrapped his arms around Ford’s body and rested his chin on the man’s shoulder. “Need you,” he whispered before turning his head and nipping at Ford’s ear.
His cock jerked in his boxers when Ford did a full body shiver in reaction to the nip. They were both Dominants, and though Ford was in charge most of the time, there were moments like now when Noah would take command and push his own agenda. And at this moment, that agenda included some rough fucking and a couple of orgasms.
“Here? Now? What about the clothes?”
“Leave them. They offer laundry service here and I can think of far better ways to use our time than to pack dirty clothes to haul home,” Noah said, nipping at another spot.
“We’ll wake Serena,” Ford said even as he slipped a hand around his back and between them to rub up and down the length of Noah’s erection.
This time it was Noah who had the full body shakes in reaction.
“I thought we could go into the shower and you could bend over that very convenient bench while I fuck you until neither of us can walk straight.”
He frowned when Ford began moving his head side to side before he even finished his thought.
“Why the hell not?” he hissed, then froze when Serena made a whimpering noise and rolled over. It took her a moment to find a comfortable position, with her arm still stretched above her head and cuffed to the headboard, but after a few seconds she settled again.
Ford turned his head until they were nose to nose. “Dominant rulebook lesson number one. We do not leave any cuffed submissive alone in a room, but especially not Serena.”
Noah huffed a sigh at the reminder that their woman’s welfare had to come before his needy cock. “Oh yeah. Okay, so the choices are to uncuff her or you could bend over the end of the bed and I can fuck you right here. She’s so tired that I doubt she’ll wake up even if a marching band came into the room. If she does, she can always join in.”
Noah held his breath for the endless seconds Ford stood and stared at the wall in front of them. He released it only when his man turned in his arms and slid both hands down the back of his boxers to cup his butt.
“You have a nasty mind and are too spoiled for your own good. I think we need to put you on a bench and spank some sense into you.”
Noah shrugged with a grin. “Whatever my husband wants.”
“Now I’m the one who’s spoiled and nasty.”
Noah chuckled as Ford took the waistband and shoved it over his ass and hips until gravity took them to the floor. Noah stepped out of them before mirroring the man’s actions. He then reached between them and wrapped a hand around Ford’s hard cock.
“Love you,” he whispered as he stepped toward the bed.
“Love you, too, you nasty horny toad.”
Once they reached the end of the bed, Noah had just enough brain cells working to coordinate opening the condom packs and rolling them down both their cocks.
When Ford frowned at him in confusion, he whispered, “I don’t want to have to explain a mess to the maids… or to Serena. Do you?”