Chapter 12 #2
Funny how proud he was of this place. With his foot, he held the spring-loaded front screen door open for Scarlet and Reece. On the sunlit lawn he spotted Esmeralda the dumb chicken that escaped every second day. Showing the girls around the outside of the farmhouse had really tickled him even if it was only a rundown hundred-acre place.
“So, are you turning into a farmer, Malachi?” Reece asked as she flopped onto the couch. Scarlet slid in next to her.
He didn’t bother sitting since he knew where this was heading. “I wish. Not today or even next year. Not until I can afford to do more. Right now, I’m more a weird tattooed and kinky guy who likes pseudo farming, fresh air, and a place where I don’t elbow somebody whenever I walk to the mail box.”
“Hmm.” She smiled. “I get that. Town living gets me down sometimes. All those screaming people.”
He couldn’t resist. “Screaming I don’t mind.”
The eye roll was tremendously obvious. “Sure you don’t. Not when it’s me screaming.”
“Should we tell her?” Scarlet asked.
“I think so.”
Malachi stepped up beside the coffee table. “I told Scarlet my farmhouse was specially adapted for kinkiness and she told me we should bring you here and try out some of my devices.”
The girl actually rolled her eyes. “Seriously, guys? We can’t just have a vanilla day once in a while?”
He stopped to consider it a moment. “Wednesdays can be vanilla.”
Scarlet leaned forward and fiddled with the legs of the table. With a finger, she flipped out the heavy antique-looking O-rings.
“That’s the anchor points for the cuffs. Though some of my furniture has built in manacles, this one’s meant for a cuffed submissive.”
“I see.” She stood and went back a pace then gave Reece the sexiest evil look. “It’s not Wednesday, kitten. Strip.”
Wow. His instructions and the way Reece responded to true dominance had obviously done wonders for Scarlet’s confidence. They both waited for her to comply.
“No,” she said in a low voice. Apparently today was a non-compliance day. “It’s too cold in here. You’ll have to play with me clothed.”
Scarlet arched an elegant brow. “Are you sure you wanna start this with two Doms in the room?”
Reece gulped and shifted back on the couch.
Maybe there was real fear there. A house full of BDSM furniture was a bit overwhelming. “Are you safewording?”
“Um.” The way she stared at his biceps made him smirk. Her next words came out breathy. “No. But...”
He tried to get in her head but she was too good at keeping them on their toes – sweet and obedient one day then mouthy and obstinate another. But he was one of those Doms who liked a challenge.
“I just don’t want to get naked first,” she said then looked at Scarlet. “Can’t you start?”
She had that non-con fetish. Did she want to be forced?
“No safeword, no excuses.” Scarlet nodded. “Stand up and strip or I’ll get my new favorite toy from the car.”
New toy? He almost hoped Reece wouldn’t obey so he could see it, but her face paled and with wide eyes, she rose to her feet and started undoing her sandals.
Scarlet chuckled.
“What is it?” he whispered.
“A switch.”
Evil. No wonder Reece was obeying so quickly. The sight must’ve been too much for Scarlet to resist because she walked over and started helping Reece undress.
Jeez and he forgot to get his pacemaker tuned.
The girl had on some figure-hugging dress and the sight of Scarlet helping her shimmy it over her head made his throat dry up.
When she’d been divested of that and was waiting in only lilac panties and bra, Scarlet shot him an amused look. She smirked. “You okay there, big man?”
“Let’s just say the big is getting a little uncomfortable right now.”
Reece snickered and reached back for the clip on her bra.
Letting her think she was in charge was not happening, not today. Scarlet had her turn to assert herself, now it was his.
“Stop.” He held up his hand and went closer to her. “Put your hands down, don’t touch anything. We’re in charge now. Turn.” He turned his finger in a circular motion. The red on her cheeks went redder.
“N –”
He grabbed her jaw then with his other hand pinched her lips together. “No protests. In fact.” He glanced at Scarlet. “No talking unless it’s to safeword?”
Scarlet nodded. “Good idea.” The gleam in her eyes told him she was relishing this new intensity of her Domme role.
He released Reece and told her again, “Turn.”
Her mouth worked, her eyes almost did a dance, but after a few seconds she slowly turned and waited for him.
“Good girl.” Scarlet squatted and snagged a pinch of cloth on either side of Reece’s panties then started inching them down. “You have the prettiest ass, little kitten.”
Watching that slow reveal of heavenly backside took his attention for a while but he rallied and put his hand to the bra clip and undid it. After slipping the straps from her shoulders, he had to go around to her front to take the bra all the way off her arms – that or stand on Scarlet. The view was beguiling.
Those breasts bared and her allowing him to handle her... He tossed the bra on the couch and raised both his hands. Hand relaxed, fingers spread, he touched the outsides of her breasts and, light as a whisper, traced half-circles beneath.
Then he thumbed her nipples, watching for her reaction. He smiled when she shivered and drew her head back, her eyelids lowering in pleasure.
“You like being stroked, don’t you? Is it better when there are two of us doing it?”
“Spoiled girl.” Scarlet rose up behind her, sliding her hands up Reece’s delectable curves then biting down on the muscle of her shoulder.
Reece made a sweet little noise as if holding in her reaction. Later, he vowed, he would make her scream, openly.
He was struck by a need to tell them both how honored he was to be included in this, even temporarily, but no. Dumb time. Maybe after.
“We need to put cuffs on her wrists and ankles.” While she talked, Scarlet swayed her pelvis against Reece’s backside and kissed her neck. “Don’t we, pretty girl? So you can’t get away.”
The frown from Reece was so fake he guffawed. “Hang on.” He went to the concealed drawer in the coffee table and retrieved cuffs and a couple of other things. The ankle cuffs he gave to Scarlet. The wrist ones – there was something symbolic about this he was missing. Then it came to him. This was the first time he’d done bondage on Reece where she really had to submit, where she was calm and could think. Before, it had been in the heat of the moment.
The room shot into sharp focus. She was staring at his face and at the cuffs.
He nodded, and studied her, this naked woman who was about to place her safety and her pleasure in his hands.
“Give me your wrists, princess.”
He would swear her pupils dilated. Her chest rose in a deep inhale. As she extended her arms and held her wrists out before him, she trembled for a second.
“Good girl.” Then he very carefully wrapped them on her and buckled them, making sure she couldn’t get loose accidentally as well as running a finger underneath to check they weren’t too tight – he went slowly, deliberately so. The longer he took, the more the sub realized his possession of her. He smiled at her. The subtle changes in her expression as she understood how he’d taken control, fascinated him, more so than any other sub he’d ever dominated.
Reece was letting him dominate her. Fuck, yeah.
Though she was Scarlet’s possession too. He’d never co-dommed until these two came along.
He’d also never yet met a sub who truly wanted to be able to escape no matter how hard they might try. “You understand you can’t get loose now. When I click these onto my restraint systems in here, you will be mine and Scarlet’s unless you safeword. Okay? You can reply.”
She swallowed.
Scarlet was standing behind her with her hands on Reece’s shoulders. From her absorbed expression, she too saw the significance in this.
“Yes, Malachi,” Reece murmured.
“Yes, Sir. When I’m here, in this headspace, I don’t play, girl. I’m not your friend anymore, not when we’re like this. I’m your Dom.” He knew his mouth and eyes had gone just a tad aloof, but he kept it that way. She was holding her breath. Her eyelids drifted closed. He had her in his sights now. Finally Reece was seeing his more serious side. He wasn’t always a laid-back jokester.
Scarlet came round to stand beside him.
The two of them seemed to render her silent for a few seconds, as if her awareness of what they might do to her had become too much. By Scarlet’s side, a leash and collar dangled from her grasp.
Reece caught sight of it and her eyes hazed over. The sight of it alone seemed to almost put her in sub space. They must’ve been using it a lot.
“You putting those on her?” he asked Scarlet.
Triumphant and slightly feral, she eyed Reece. “Am I putting my collar and leash on my submissive girl? You’re fucking right, I am. Raise your chin.” When Reece obeyed, she circled her neck with the collar, buckled it, and attached the leash, then drew her close by gathering the leash in her fist.
Smiling, he listened to the quiet words.
“You’re mine now. This makes you so mine that I can feel it right down to my toes. Seeing this collar on you...it makes me itch to do things to you, my little kitten.”
His cock twitched at the heartfelt domming. Way to go, Scarlet. He wanted to pat her on the back. Poor Reece looked devastated, but in a good way. She clasped her hands one over the other at her waist until Scarlet spied them and untangled her fingers.
“Let’s put those back here, so we can touch you without anything in the way.” Then she took Reece’s arms behind her and linked the cuffs.
Which only made her chest thrust out more. Damn.
Should he wrench his gaze away from those? No. A Dom’s job was to appreciate what the sub gave him as long as it gave him or her pleasure. When Reece chewed her lip at his prolonged appraisal of her assets displayed front and center, he figured both those boxes got ticked.
“Next.” He pointed, figuring Scarlet might want to do this. “The butt plug on the table. Lube’s there too. Try the larger one in her today. Lean on me, girl.”
When she only shifted her feet he shook his head and waited. At last, Scarlet slapped her ass. “Bend over. This is going to happen one way or the other. You know you’ll like what we do to you once it’s in.” The fearsome look on Scarlet’s face as she rotated the silver plug and inspected it, broadcast her desire to do nasty things to her sub. He couldn’t agree more.
“Go really, really slow, Scarlet. Metal doesn’t give as much.” He grinned. “But the green jewel on the end is pretty.”
Sighing, Reece bent at the waist. He held her still, tucked under his arm, while Scarlet wiggled the silver plug into her bottom. All her gasps sent heat shuddering directly to his balls.
Sometime tonight he was putting his cock right where that plug had just gone.
He helped her stand.
“Now Malachi is going to show me how to do a forced orgasm with you.”
The little submissive inhaled sharply and squirmed her ass as if uncomfortable.
“Where to first?” Scarlet added. “The coffee table?”
He considered that. Too simple. “No. I think I want to see how she handles being truly exposed while she’s made to orgasm.”
“I like the sound of that.”
Reece whined but they both studiously ignored her.
“Jude has made me some great BDSM equipment. I’ve got a standing cross that starts out as a ceiling decoration, and a sofa that turns into a spanking bench, but today, I think I’ll go with the...” He gestured dramatically. “...the dining table.”
“The dining table?” She looked doubtful.
“I think she’ll enjoy it. I know I will.”
Then he turned to Reece, loomed over her a moment, before he grasped her full breasts, like he owned them. They filled his hands so well. “I’d like to claim these as mine for the day. I admired your tits for so many years, girl.” He squeezed down tighter until she winced.
Scarlet hissed. “Agreed. She is a walking sin. Whenever I see her I can never decide if I want to take her mouth, suck on those, or feel her ass.” She grabbed a handful of the girl’s backside. At Reece’s little soft moan and the way she simply accepted their molestation of her body, Scarlet seemed to grow an inch.
They led her over, barefoot and unclothed, while they remained dressed. Anticipation unfurled, hot and aching.
The restraint system on the big table consisted of adjustable leather strapping that could be unrolled from four hidden pockets at the corners. But he had ideas for the ceiling rings and climbed up on the table to attach some adjustable straps to them. He arranged the padding on the table for Reece then jumped down.
“I want her ass to be level with the table edge.” Fingers clamped on Reece’s neck, he smacked her softly right on the butt plug, just to hear her squeak. “You wanted to see me fuck her here?” He raised an eyebrow.
Scarlet inhaled deeply. “Yes. Does that bother you?”
“No. Hell, no.” Of all the questions. His hard-on got harder just thinking of burying himself in Reece’s tight little virgin asshole.
“Nooo,” Reece whispered, squirming on her feet.
“Did you speak?” Scarlet grabbed her chin.
“Just a little.”
“We’ve talked about this before. Are you safewording? Or are you just a bit uncertain?”
She ducked her head and whispered, “Scarlet! He’s...” She glanced at him. “Bigger.”
He chuckled. “Way to feed a guy’s ego. I’m not that much bigger. You didn’t see the size I had her use in you today.” When she made an indignant grunt, he grinned. “She spoke. What do we do to her?”
“I think...I want to try clothespins or clamps on her nipples. Do you have those?”
Reece whined.
“Aww, poor girl. You know you weren’t supposed to speak.” She brushed aside some hair from Reece’s eyes. “Not too tight though, Malachi. Just a little pain. You can take that for me, can’t you?”
After a second, Reece nodded.
“That’s my kitten.” With the leash coiled in her hand, Scarlet drew her closer and kissed her softly.
He rubbed his chin. The possibilities. “I’ll find something. Let’s tie her down.”
Her wrists undone, they helped Reece up onto the table, clicked the cuffs to the straps. With the wrist cuffs linked to the top table straps, her arms were extended like a y above her head. Another broad strap secured her pelvis to the table. Finally, the best part, they raised her legs by attaching the ankle cuffs to the ceiling straps.
All the while, Reece alternated between frowning at them, looking turned on, and looking worried. And very exposed. He could see and do anything to her pussy and ass that he wished to. Exactly how he wanted her.
“Well?” he asked Scarlet.
She strolled to his end of the table and ran a hand down Reece’s inner thigh. Her palm rested on Reece’s backside at the sweetest place where thigh and bottom met. Then she bent and kissed her girl’s navel, tracing her tongue around it and kissing some more. Reece quivered, her legs moving the small distance the straps allowed.
Scarlet grinned down at her trapped girl. “I like this set-up, Malachi. A lot.”
“Yeah, me too. We can do almost anything except impact play on her back.”
He cinched in the leg straps until they close to hummed when he plucked them. “Let’s start.”
No point in doing this and not being thankful for the view. Reece was already breathing hard and watching them watch her. Her nipples had puckered and her lips were half-open and looked so kissable and plump he wished he could shove his cock in there. He smiled inside. Bad etiquette, man, face-fucking her in front of her Domme before he got her off a few times.
“I wish I knew how you found such a pretty one, I’d bait my hook and throw it in the sea too.”
Scarlet bit her stomach, eliciting a tiny squeal. “We’ve played lots of biting games before, but this is the first time I’ve got you like this. Malachi is an evil fucking genius.”
The vexed frown Reece affected was adorable.
Scarlet hopped up on the table to sit beside her.
“You’re pretty inspired, yourself, Scarlet. I like those sounds she’s making.”
“I might see if I can bite every single inch of her.” She clamped her teeth down on Reece’s nipple, eliciting another squeal and writhe, then lay down next to her with her hand resting below the girl’s breast.
While he plugged in the big vibe that Scarlet had brought, he listened to her talking.
“Do you know that we can see your pussy with you tied like this? There’s no way to hide. And do you know why? Because you belong to us. You’re our sweet little toy. We can do anything we want to your pretty body and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it.”
“Mm!” Reece shook her head and did a little wriggle of her ass. The straps shifted and creaked.
He grinned. An ineffectual protest there. “The more sounds she makes, the more I want to make her scream.”
“All she can do is take what we give her. Our poor, innocent girl is at the mercy of two mean Doms. Not even her mouth is going to save her this time.” Every so often she gently kissed Reece’s neck, cheek, or breast. The girl seemed both enraptured and increasingly aroused, as Scarlett mouthed her squirming, trapped body.
For a while, he simply watched. The woman-on-woman sexuality sizzled, but it was more than that. It was them. It was their little world of affection and lust. He craved being a part of this.
He shook his head then wrapped his arm around Reece’s leg and planted a kiss on her soft inner thigh. His heart thumped into higher gear. What a sight.
To show Reece precisely how exposed she was, and how he could do anything to her he wished to, he stroked his finger along the moist channel between her labia. She was already so swollen down there. Aroused and waiting for them. Nice. He circled her clit, around and around, dead slow. “This is the special speed for teasing subs and making them ache.”
Her stomach undulated and the strap across her pelvis stretched as she strained to get closer. His cock pulsed. He was going to be sweating before this scene was done.
“Nnn...” Just in time Reece stopped herself from protesting.
“Poor thing. Can’t talk? I think Malachi was afraid you’d swear at us. But he doesn’t know what a good girl you are.”
He sat up on the other side of their deliciously pinned-down captive but kept playing with her swollen clit, toggling it gently from side to side, squeezing with finger and thumb. His other hand, he flattened onto her belly.
He loved putting women in situations like this and making them squirm while he gave them pleasure, and yet somehow, for a second his conscience twinged...doing this to Reece bothered him. Lust was written in her every move. Why did he feel guilty?
His memories of bullying surfaced. Domming girls made his alpha persona stand up and roar, but he knew, ever so well, how close the line was between doing what someone liked, and doing what you liked and coercing them into it. When he was a teenager, he’d been on the wrong side of that line.
That isn’t me anymore though.
No, it wasn’t. Not at all. He eyed her. Reece loved this. Her submissive side was showing more than ever before. Enjoy the ride. Make her enjoy it. That was her Dom’s job.
While he toyed with her, Scarlet had marched a row of clothespins up one side of Reece’s abdomen then farther up to her breast. Another was sneaked closed, right onto her nipple. Reece arched, her gasp intensifying into a high-pitched sound.
She was such a beautiful woman. They both were. He eyed Scarlet as she applied a clothespin to her other nipple then crawled up to settle kisses on those parted lips – gentle, reverent kisses, breathing in and smothering the noises Reece was making.
Had Scarlet liked kissing him? Maybe he could try to see for sure?
“You might want to use the vibe on her now.” He put his head down beside them, marveling. Two women kissing could enthrall him for hours. “Safeword check, Reece.” He stroked her cheek while Scarlet slipped off the table and started up the vibe. There was no doubt as to when she touched it to Reece’s clit since she gasped and bowed her back up off the table. “I’m letting her speak from now on, Scarlet.”
“Sure.” She laughed. “I think she’ll need words soon.”
“Make sure you safeword if you need to. Okay?”
Though glazed of eye, Reece nodded. “’Kay.”
That done he wormed off the table and took over the vibe. Whatever Scarlet had been doing it was barely thirty seconds before she came loudly – screeching even as the two nipple clothespins, and a few others, were plucked away by Scarlet. Panting, she relaxed onto the table.
“Ohh, my,” Scarlet said, wide-eyed. “That’s the loudest orgasm she’s ever had. Clothespins are here to stay.”
“The loudest? Your sub is too easy to do this to. I think she needs some tongue.”
“Go ahead. We can swap after a while.”
“Swap tongues?” He grinned. “Is that like swapping spit?”
Scarlet rolled her eyes. “At least if we tag-team her, we can wear her out.”
As he put his hands on her inner thighs to steady her, Reece breathed out a protest, pulling on the arm straps and twisting her body. “No! Wait. Wait. Pleeese.”
He shook his head slightly and gave her an evil chuckle. After an orgasm some women needed light stimulation to keep going and others liked the same thing over and over. Finding out which was always fun.
When he dabbed at her softly with the very tip of his tongue, Reece whimpered. As he increased pressure, her attempts to writhe away slowly changed into her desperately trying to get closer.
“Now you want this?” He sucked on her whole clit and searched for her entrance, sinking one finger into her moist tunnel, and pumping slowly in and out. Then he backed away and tongue-flicked her clit with feather-light pressure just to see her whine and wiggle. With another finger slipped inside, he stretched her some more. She was nicely tight with the plug in her ass.
Then more long wet strokes with the flat of his tongue.
“Malachi!” she whispered. “Please! Please, more.”
He licked her, slowly and torturously, straight over that little button then sucked again in a sensuous repetitive rhythm, doing that special move with his tongue now and then.
“Ah! God! Ohh!” Another orgasm hit.
He waited, observing her come down from the heavens, feeling ten feet tall and like a cat that had found something way better than cream.
“More?” he asked wickedly.
No words came from the sweaty, messed-up girl. There was only panting from her open mouth.
“She is so contrary.” Scarlet went to all fours over Reece’s body, with her head near Malachi, watching him.
“Want in?” He cocked an eyebrow and backed away.
“Ooh. I never thought of that. Let’s share.”
Both of them alternated from licking at her, caressing her body, tonguing her clit, and biting her stomach and thighs, and all the while he shoved the butt plug in and out and finger fucked her hard and fast. It sent Reece into a spin. She aroused again and again, moaning and mewing and struggling in the bondage until they found that hot rhythm where she orgasmed constantly for a minute or more.
“That’s enough for my kitten. Time to stop.” Scarlet kissed her belly.
He looked up at Scarlet’s face, inches away. What the hell. Sometimes you had to just do it. He reached up, and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, and gave her a moment to decide if she wanted to stop him. Nothing, except he could see her pupils widen and her lips part just the tiniest amount. She waited for him to act. That, he could do.
Relentlessly, he pulled her down to him then he kissed her. From a shocked second when she froze and did nothing, she went into a kissing meltdown, answering every move of his with one of her own. He’d never kissed anyone so hot for it. Fuck.
When she at last broke away, Scarlet stared at him, her chest rising and falling fast. “You are something, Malachi.”
“So are you. Now... I’m going to do what you wanted me to.” Gently, he pulled out the butt plug and set it aside. He checked Scarlet. With her leaning over, cleavage showed at the neckline of her dark blue t-shirt. “I’m getting naked and taking your girl, like you wanted. I suggest you get naked and see if your sub is up for some oral. But first let’s free her from the straps. It’s been long enough.”
Her eyes brightened. “You just want to see us both naked.”
Already he’d shucked his shirt and was unbuttoning his jeans. “How’d you guess?”
By the time they’d undone all the clips and straps, and he had a condom and lube on, Scarlet was nude, having undressed while still on the table. He paused to admire her body. Then she crawled to him.
“Show me,” she said, voice thick with passion. “I want to see your cock slide into her.”
He glanced past her. “Does Reece have any brain cells that we haven’t pleasure-fucked into oblivion?”
“I’m alive,” Reece croaked softly. “No thanks to you two. Come here, Scarlet.” She lifted her head. “Please?”
Then he observed her encouraging Scarlet to lower her pussy to her mouth. At the first lick of her tongue Scarlet stiffened. “Oh fuck,” she whispered. “I need that.”
Scarlet grabbed the vibe and switched it on, trying to distract Reece from what was happening. She touched it to her gently and Reece sobbed.
His cock wanted in. He took hold of himself and slid it down the slick runway of Reece’s pussy lips, popping the head into her entrance there and inside, for a few inches, before he guided his cock out and down farther to nudge at her anus. The first real prod there made her yelp. “Take it easy, girl. Push out like you do with the plugs.”
“Nooo,” she whimpered. “Don’t. I’m not ready.”
“Yes, you are, princess.”
“It’s too big!”
“I’ll be careful.” He paused, but she didn’t safeword.
Gently, he kept pressing, and he felt her opening to him. Her startled intake of breath morphed into a last desperate “No!” as he slid partially in. That moist glide said everything to his cock that it needed. Tight, wet, woman flesh. A little virgin asshole – even better. Beneath him, Reece panted, then moaned.
“God,” Scarlet groaned, and he saw she was greedily watching him fuck Reece. “Watching her take you. That’s...fucking amazing.” She groaned again and pressed her pussy down at Reece, gasping. He could hear the wet sound of her sub licking at her, see Reece’s hands gripping Scarlet’s thighs.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
More swearing? From Scarlet? It must be good.
She pressed the almost forgotten vibe against Reece’s clit and the girl cried out. Her ass muscles clamped down on him harder, and he tried to ignore the buzz of the vibe. Jeez. He wouldn’t last. He shunted in and out, going further, deeper, finally hitting bottom when his balls met Reece’s ass. He paused for a moment and let her adjust, although it was more to give himself a chance to calm down. So fucking tight it was almost painful. As he withdrew partway, he looked down to see his shaft emerging from inside her. Then he looked up at Scarlet, who had shut her eyes in pleasure, and he leaned in and met her lips to kiss her again. But she was barely able to rally any response. She was close already. A few moments later she stiffened and arched her back, her mouth dropping open as she came.
Fuck, so was he going to, embarrassingly soon, even though he wasn’t game to thrust hard. Just the knowledge of where and who he had his dick in amped this up to molten level. His balls tightened down.
Idea. A fucking good one.
“Go kiss Reece,” he grated out, determined to hold out just that bit longer. “I think she wants that.”
Her eyes flashed open and she stared.
He added, quieter but with passion, “I’d like to see your ass when I come.”
Oh, the flare in her eyes at that.
Was she really a lesbian, through and through, or could he tempt her? Because if she turned, surely that meant something?
And then, she did as he asked. Now he had her glistening swollen slit in front of his nose. Jesus.
His body was screaming at him. He drove into Reece’s ass, retaining a vestige of control, even though he was aching, cramping up nearly. So close…
Reece was making noises of pleasure and clutching Scarlet. Scarlet had her ass backed up to his face. The temptation was too much. He bit inside her thigh, inches from her cleft, and reached up to pinch her nipples then he came sometime in the middle of someone, maybe both girls, climaxing loudly.
He shuddered.
God damn.
What the hell? Had biting her made her come, or was that Reece?
He lowered his head, rested his forehead on Scarlet’s ass as she collapsed a little onto Reece.
Everyone breathed in one big panting, sweaty, messy, heap of bodies. He didn’t care. He was in paradise. Maybe later he could sort out who came when from what.
A minute later came a plaintive, “You’re squishing me,” from Reece.
He and Scarlet laughed but untangled themselves. Scarlet hopped down from the table and switched off the vibe, which had fallen, forgotten, onto the floor at some point. The rattling buzz of the handle on the floor made it sound irritated at their rude treatment.
They cuddled in the shower – all of them fatigued at the passion they’d shared. Reece was so tired her legs wobbled. Finally, showered and clean, the three of them still naked, they snuggled on his bed with the sleepy submissive tucked between them. This bed was too damned small.
“Was that good?” Scarlet murmured next to her ear while he played with the feathery hair at Reece’s nape.
“Mmm. Good,” she answered softly. “But I’m so sore.”
“Really?” He kissed her nape.
“Really, you evil bastard torturer.”
That made him chuckle.
“I think she likes you.” Scarlet snorted.
She shook her head against the pillow. “When he falls asleep I’m putting his underwear in the freezer.”
Soon though, her breathing slowed and deepened into the rhythm of sleep. He leaned over to peek at her face. So cute, and somehow also heartrending, to watch her sleep.
He and Scarlet exchanged smiles then he reached across and lightly stroked down her arm. “Thank you for sharing.”
“You’re welcome.” Even she sounded hazed out.
“And thank you for coming when I bit you.”
That woke her. “I did not!”
“You sure?”
“Shit. Maybe I did.” She flushed, visibly, while he studied her. “I was a little overwhelmed.”
He nodded, trying not to grin and mostly succeeding. “Understandable. I am a bit fucking awesome.”
“Smugness isn’t a good look for a Dom.” She glowered and pouted at the same time.
“Mmm.” He figured he’d stretched things as far as was polite and snuggled back down into Reece’s hair. The grin slowly came back. A team of cheerleaders with pom poms and party horns was in order.
Something popped loudly out in the living room and the lights dimmed for a moment. The smell of smoke drifted in. He leapt off the bed and dashed out the door, but found himself being closely followed by Scarlet.
Next to the table, they found the vibe smoking. The cord had separated entirely from the base of the vibe and melted a spot of plastic into the timber floor.
“Oh my god!” Scarlet yelped then started to laugh nervously. “We exploded the vibe! I didn’t even know that was possible. Thank goodness I wasn’t using it on Reece when it decided to blow.”
Malachi carefully picked it up off the floor and examined the broken end. “Do you think this is covered under the warranty?”
She chuckled. “I could try claiming but I don’t think forced orgasms are listed in the small print.”