Chapter 42
42
JO
I snap my gaze over to Jayden. He frowns at the ropes, his eyes flicking from them to Cole to me.
“Excuse me?” he growls.
“You’ve trussed up Jo plenty of times. It’s your turn.”
Disbelief fills me. There’s no way. Jayden would never agree to that.
There’s some sort of silent communication going on between Jayden and Cole. Jayden looks angry, but still, he doesn’t say no.
Cole traces my arm with his fingers. “Want to test them out?”
I glance at Jayden. He meets my gaze, his eyes hard.
“I don’t think…”
Jayden raises a challenging eyebrow.
Oh fuck. Is this something he’ll do? A spark of excitement fills me, and heat blooms between my legs. He would look hot as fuck, all tied up and at my mercy.
“What is it, kitten? Scared?” Jayden mocks, but his body is lined with tension.
“Of course not. Let’s do it.” I grab the ropes.
“Fuck yeah.” Cole stands up behind me.
Once I’m holding them, I realize that I have no idea what I’m doing.
Jayden sees it and smirks.
That does it. I’m doing this regardless.
“Bedroom.” Cole bumps me in the direction of the hallway.
The dog eagerly jumps at our feet. Cole laughs and locks the dog away in the bathroom. “So he doesn’t eat the food.”
Immediately, I feel bad. The dog just got here, and we’re locking him away.
“We’ll get him in a second.” Cole kisses my forehead. “He’s had a big day, let him adjust.”
Cole moves us to the bedroom. My bedroom.
Fuck. I’ve never tied a man up before, let alone tried shibari. I don’t know what I’m doing. But hell if I’m going to let that stop me.
Jayden stops in front of my bed and then turns to look at me.
“On your back,” I order.
Jayden immediately opens his mouth to say something, then snaps it shut. He stands frozen for a second, giving me an angry look, then slowly sits down on the bed.
It’s dark enough outside that everything is visible with the lights on in here. He smirks, then lays down stiffly.
Cole runs his hands up and down my arms. “Good girl. Now what?”
I unravel one of the ropes I have in my hands. The bed has four posts. I wonder if I can tie his limbs to them.
I move over to Jayden’s right leg. He watches me like a hawk but doesn’t move.
My arms hum with energy. This is exciting. He’s letting me do this. I grab Jayden’s ankle and pull it over to the edge of the bed. I fumble with the rope but tie a knot around his leg, then loop it around the bedpost. I make sure the knot is tight but not too tight.
I smile, then move to the next leg. Once I get that one down, power thrums through me. Jayden’s legs are tied pretty securely. He’s at my mercy.
I move up to his hands. His big hands. He flexes them, watching me. “Having fun, kitten?”
“Yep.” I pop the p, then grab a new roll of rope.
Cole watches. “You gonna teach her something, Jay?”
“Seems like she’s doing fine on her own,” Jayden growls.
“I want you to teach me a knot,” I say.
Jayden looks at me.
My confidence grows. “Teach me how to tie so you can’t escape, but it’s still safe.”
Jayden’s gaze is hard, but there’s the tiniest bit of softening.
“Here, get that rope.” He motions at it. I do as he says. Jayden talks me through a knot, trying to explain how to tie his hand to the post. He gets frustrated when I can’t do it exactly right, trying to reach his other hand over to demonstrate. His mobility is slightly limited now that I have his legs.
“Remember. Restrain but don’t constrict,” he demands.
Finally, I get what I think he’s trying to say. I try it again on his other hand and step back, admiring my work. Jayden is stretched out on the bed and completely restrained. I mean, he hasn’t tried to get away, but it looks like he’s secure.
My pussy throbs unexpectedly. I could do whatever I wanted to him. He’s mine—at my mercy.
Jesus, is this what he feels? This could get to my head.
“What are you gonna do, lemon drop? Now’s your chance.” Cole watches me, a spark in his eyes.
“I…” I glance at Jayden.
“Don’t look at him. He already consented to whatever you want to do.”
I look at Jayden in surprise. His jaw is hard, and he’s glaring at Cole. But when he looks at me, he doesn’t say no.
“I don’t know when you’ll get another chance to do this. Pretty sure he’s gonna beat my ass as soon as you let him up. So better take advantage now.”
Cautiously, I move to the edge of the bed. The pull of something I’ve not been allowed to have is so strong. There have been plenty of times I’ve admired his muscles and tattoos, but he’s always been so cold.
I hesitantly pull up Jayden’s shirt so I can see his abs. They flex, and his breathing picks up. Fucking hell. They crunch every time he breathes, and they’re covered in beautiful, dark tattoos. I glance at Jayden. He watches me with dark eyes.
I run my hand up and down his stomach. Fuck, he’s so warm, and his skin is so soft. I catch the goosebumps that run across his skin with my hand.
Oh. He’s enjoying this. My pussy gets wet.
“More. You can do more.” Cole moves closer.
Jayden stiffens as he does. “Don’t fucking touch me,” he growls at Cole.
Cole grins bigger. “Touchy.”
Jayden moves as if to lunge at Cole, but he’s held back by the ropes.
Cole holds his hands up. “I won’t touch you. Easy.”
Jayden’s breathing picks up, and I move down to his slacks. I want to take them off. I want to see if he’s hard. Although I can already tell he is. The bulge of his dick presses against his pants. Jayden has a belt on, and I undo it, cussing myself for not taking his clothes off before I tied him up.
“This is ridiculous,” Jayden mutters.
Part of me enjoys his embarrassment. This is what he gets for doing the same thing to me for so long.
I inch his pants down, and his dick springs out, tall and heavy and throbbing. My mouth waters. He’s so hard for me—for this. He might say he doesn’t like it, but part of him does.
I glance at Jayden’s dark eyes. Challenge flares in them.
I smirk and grab his cock. Immediately, Jayden stiffens. He pushes up slightly into my grip before relaxing again.
Fuck. I shift, trying to get relief for my aching pussy. Then I stroke Jayden's dick, pulling back on the skin until he bucks up into me again.
“You like that?” I ask.
Jayden says nothing, just yanks on the ropes. I watch as they hold firm.
I grin at him. “What, don’t like being under my control?”
Jayden grits his teeth as I pull my hand up and down his shaft. His dick throbs, and I use my other hand to cup his balls. It feels so good to do whatever I want.
Cole moves up behind me. “How can I make you feel good, little one?”
I shift. My pussy is throbbing. Cole immediately sits behind me. “Spread your legs.”
I do, and Cole rips my panties. His hot mouth finds my pussy and closes around it. I jerk and moan.
Jayden lets out a grunt as I tighten my hand around his dick. I squeeze harder, jerking him faster. I find Jayden’s gaze locked on mine.
I gasp as Cole licks my asshole and flicks his tongue over it. I’m still sensitive from the other night, and I feel the sensation all the way through my stomach.
Jayden smirks. In response, I open my mouth and close it around his cock.
Jayden lets out a real groan as I suck up his length. He bucks his hips up, trying to set the pace, but I don’t let him. I go slowly, feeling his thighs tense under my hands.
“Jo…” Jayden warns.
I smirk. What is he gonna do? Nothing. I’m the one in control here.
Cole continues to rim my ass while playing with my clit. He builds me up quickly, and I realize he’s already coaxed an orgasm around the corner. I go to work harder on Jayden’s dick, increasing my suction and wrapping my hand around his base.
Pleasure fills me completely. Cole knows how to work my body, and the power I have is already making me buzz. I’ve never had this power. I’ve never been in control, and now I have two powerful men at my disposal. And I didn’t force the control from them—they gave it to me.
The orgasm rolls over me in waves. I explode, pleasure locking my muscles in powerful pulses. Jayden cusses as I bury his dick in my throat.
When the orgasm starts to fade, Cole immediately comes at me again, playing and licking and sucking and building me up and up and up.
I jerk Jayden off for real now. I go at him hard and aggressively. I watch as he closes his eyes and pushes up into me. His hands open and close like they want to grab me, but they can’t. He can’t.
“Jo, fuck.” Jayden strains.
I’m close. So fucking close. Then Jayden stiffens, and his dick swells. He comes in my mouth, shooting jets of cum that I swallow down eagerly. Mouthful after mouthful. It pushes me over the edge, and I come with him, pulsing against Cole’s tongue and fingers.
This orgasm lasts longer than the last and drags out. My head tingles, and I feel…happy, fulfilled, satiated.
I let go of Jayden’s dick and immediately move to untie his hands. Cole gets his feet, and when he’s done, I move to put the ropes in Cole’s pile. As I do, Jayden snatches me up.
I squeal, and Jayden flips me on the bed so I’m under him, and he’s on top. He pants, looking down at me. His eyes are sharp, and he growls, “I hope you enjoyed that ‘cause that won’t happen again for a long, long time.”
My hands are pinned under his, and a tingle runs through me at how helpless I am again. Only this time, I realize it doesn’t make me feel helpless.
Jayden smirks, watching me. “You had your fun. Now it’s time for my other gift.”
“Other…”
Jayden glances at my wrists. “I’m going to tattoo you.”
“What?” I look up at him.
He grits his teeth. “Where that other piece of shit touched you. On your wrists.”
I clench my jaw. Jayden’s domineering tone is back. The one where it doesn’t matter what I say.
“I thought you said it was a gift,” I snap.
“It is. For me.” Jayden closes his eyes for a brief minute, then opens them again. He clears his throat, then backs off me.
I sit up as Jayden sits on the edge of the bed. He tightens his hands into fists, then releases them. “I want to do both wrists. Two skeleton hands holding your wrists. One for me, one for Cole.”
I glance at Cole. He doesn’t seem surprised.
“I want to…” Jayden struggles for words and runs his hand through his hair. “Fuck.”
I sit and wait for him to get the words out.
“I don’t want it to cover your scars. I want it to be there for your scars.”
I look at him in confusion.
Jayden rubs his face. “Fuck. Words.”
It’s almost amusing watching him get flustered. Jayden is never flustered. Jayden is a dick, but something has been different about him since we’ve gotten here. I’m not sure what it is, but it makes me think there’s a chance with him.
Slowly, I put my hand out and put it on his arm.
Jayden jumps, then looks over at me. He fixes his intense gaze on me. “I want you to come to me if you feel like cutting. I’ll make it hurt for you. But don’t do it yourself.”
I blink.
Cole sits on the other side of the bed with me. “I’ve agreed to let Jayden tattoo me when I feel the urge. We’re gonna start a piece on my thigh.”
Jayden clenches his hands into fists, then gets up and paces in front of us. “I’m going to be there.” He gives me a mean glare.
“What Jayden means is he wants to be there,” Cole says, glaring at Jayden. “If you’ll let him.”
Jayden pauses stiffly. He battles with himself for a second. “Let me hurt you, Jo.”
Cole rubs a hand on my thigh. “Let him make it beautiful.”
Jayden runs his hands aggressively through his hair. “You don’t have to hide from me anymore, Jo. I’m not perfect, but I’m going to keep working so you never have to hide again. None of us will.”
My chest hurts. I want that. I want that more than I’m willing to admit.
“We’ll never get bored of you, Jo.” Cole leans in. “We’re only beginning to crack the surface of Mary Jo Hall, and we’re already obsessed. There’s nothing that you can say or do that would make us less interested. You’ve tried. Didn’t work.” Cole chuckles.
“Stop,” I whisper, emotion clogging my throat.
“That word didn’t work before, and it won’t work now.” Cole plants a kiss on my head. “Even if you beg.”
I put my hands on both their thighs. They let me sit in silence, collecting my thoughts. Finally, I let out a breath. “I never beg.”