Chapter 24
Chapter Twenty-Four
Lex
I was halfway through loading the dishwasher when I heard it. A loud groan from upstairs. Deep, guttural, unmistakably masculine.
My first thought was concern. I set down the plate I was holding and headed for the stairs. They’d only been asleep for about an hour. If something was wrong, if Majesty was hurt or—
Another groan. Lower this time. Definitely not pain.
I should have turned around. Should have given them privacy.
But my feet kept carrying me up the stairs, drawn by curiosity and something darker I didn’t want to examine too closely.
Majesty’s door was slightly ajar. I nudged it open silently and stopped dead.
Cami was on her knees between Majesty’s spread thighs, her mouth wrapped around his dick. His eyes were squeezed shut, his hand buried in her hair, guiding her movements. The expression on his face was pure bliss. I should have left. But I couldn’t move.
Cami took him deeper, and Majesty’s hips jerked involuntarily. “Fuck, baby. Just like that. Your mouth feels so good.”
She hummed around him, clearly enjoying herself, and the vibration made him groan again. I watched her work him with enthusiasm and skill and watched the way she seemed to delight in bringing him pleasure.
My cock hardened in my jeans, pressing uncomfortably against the denim. I reached down and adjusted myself, unable to look away.
This was wrong. I should go. They hadn’t invited me. This was their time together.
But god, watching them was intoxicating. The crude wet sounds of her mouth on him. The way Majesty’s muscles tensed and released. The clear enjoyment on both their faces.
“Stop,” Majesty gasped suddenly. “Baby, stop. I need to be inside you.”
Cami released him with a wet pop, her lips swollen and glistening. “Yes, Sir.”
She climbed up the bed and straddled him in one fluid motion, positioning herself over his cock. When she sank down, taking him in completely, they both groaned.
“Fuck,” I breathed, the word escaping before I could stop it.
Both of them froze. Cami’s head whipped around to look at me, and Majesty’s eyes flew open. For a moment, nobody moved. Nobody spoke. I waited for embarrassment or anger or demands that I leave.
Instead, Majesty’s lips curved into a slow smile. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough,” I admitted, my voice rough.
“Come in,” Majesty said, gesturing with his free hand. The other was still gripping Cami’s hip.
“I don’t want to intrude.” That was the truth. I was drawn to go in, but that didn’t make it right.
“You’re not intruding.” Cami started moving again, riding Majesty with slow, deliberate strokes. The sound of her wet pussy sliding up and down his length was obscene and incredibly arousing. “Join us. Please.”
She looked at me with those focused eyes, her lips parted, her breasts bouncing slightly with each movement. I felt my control fracture.
“Fuck,” I said again, moving toward the bed.
Cami smiled, a siren’s smile, and licked her lips. “I want to feel you inside me too.”
“Where?” I asked, already stripping off my shirt.
She leaned forward, bracing her hands on Majesty’s chest, presenting me with the perfect view of her ass and the place where she and Majesty were joined. Her pussy stretched around his cock, taking him deep with each downward stroke.
“Here,” she said, looking back at me over her shoulder. “I want both of you. At the same time.”
My dick throbbed at the invitation. “You sure?”
“Very sure.” She pushed back slightly. “I want to feel full. Want to feel both of you claiming me.”
I finished undressing and moved to the bedside table where I knew Majesty kept supplies. I grabbed the lube and a condom, then returned to the bed.
“I’m going to take my time,” I told her, setting the supplies within reach. “Make sure you’re ready.”
“I trust you,” she said simply.
I kissed along her spine, from her shoulders down to the small of her back. She shivered, and I felt Majesty slow his movements, giving me time to prepare her.
I squeezed lube onto my fingers and began massaging her anal pucker, watching her carefully for any sign of discomfort. She moaned and pushed back against my touch.
“More,” she breathed.
I worked one finger inside slowly, letting her body adjust. She was so incredibly tight, but she relaxed around me. I added a second finger, scissoring gently, preparing her thoroughly.
“Please,” she whimpered. “I’m ready. I need you.”
I rolled on the condom and slicked myself with lube, then positioned myself behind her. The head of my dick pressed against her entrance, and I pushed forward slowly, giving her time to adjust.
“Breathe,” I instructed. “Relax and let me in.”
She did, and I felt her body give way, allowing me entry. The sensation was incredible. The tight heat of her, the knowledge that Majesty was just on the other side of a thin wall of tissue, both of us filling her completely.
“Oh god,” Cami moaned. “I can feel both of you.”
“You okay?” Majesty asked, his hand stroking her face.
“Better than okay. This is perfect. Please move. Both of you.”
Majesty and I found a rhythm quickly, years of working together making the coordination natural. When he thrust up, I pulled back. When I pushed in, he withdrew. We alternated, keeping her constantly filled, constantly stimulated.
“Fuck, she feels amazing,” Majesty groaned. “I can feel you, brother. Feel you moving inside her.”
“Same,” I managed, my control already fraying. “This is incredible.”
Cami was incoherent between us, making sounds instead of words. Pure pleasure, need, and overwhelming sensation.
“I’m close,” she gasped. “Please, I’m so close.”
“Come for us,” Majesty and I said.
She shattered, her whole body convulsing, both of us held tight in her spasming muscles. The sensation was too much. I came hard, emptying myself with a roar. Beneath her, Majesty followed, his own release triggering another wave of contractions from Cami.
We stayed frozen like that for a moment, all three of us gasping, connected. Then slowly, carefully, I withdrew. Majesty helped Cami off him, and we all collapsed on the bed in a tangle of sweaty limbs.
“Holy shit,” Cami breathed.
“That’s an understatement,” I said, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.
Majesty checked his watch. “We have an hour before we need to leave. Everyone shower and get ready.”
Cami groaned. “I don’t think I can move.”
“You can move,” I said, swatting her ass lightly. “Come on. Up.”
We each went to our respective showers. Cleaning up quickly, I dressed in black slacks and a black button-down. When I came downstairs, I headed straight for the charcuterie board I’d made earlier, needing to refuel.
I was eating cheese and grapes when I heard footsteps on the stairs. I looked up and nearly choked on a grape.
Cami stood at the bottom of the stairs in a black lace gown that was completely sheer. Underneath, I could see a black bra and panties, but the gown hid nothing. Her makeup was natural, just enhancing her features, but the overall effect was devastating.
“You look like a siren,” I said, my voice rough. “Absolutely devastating.”
She smiled and crossed to me, pressing a kiss to my lips. “Thank you.”
“Seriously, Cami. You’re stunning.”
Majesty appeared behind her, also dressed in all black—black jeans and a black Henley. He looked at Cami and whistled low.
“Damn, baby. You’re going to cause a scene just walking into the Dungeon.”
“You gifted it to me, Sir,” she said with a wicked smile.
“Figured since my brother dressed you up for me last night, I’d do the same tonight for him.”
I looked between them, ready to get to the good shit. “Ready to go to the Dungeon?”
“We are,” Majesty confirmed. “And I have something special planned.”
Cami looked between us with excitement and nervousness in her eyes. “What are you planning?”
“You’ll see,” I said, taking her hand.
She looked between us, and I saw the moment that her reality clicked. “Okay.”
“Good girl,” I said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
The three of us walked out into the cold night air, snow crunching under our feet as we made our way to my truck, bundled in our coats. When we got inside the Dungeon, Cami seemed nervous.
“Breathe, baby,” I said to her. When she didn’t, I nipped the back of her head making her more aware of what we were doing.
“This way,” Majesty led the way and I followed directly behind Cami. It was about to get serious and I was glad I’d been invited to take a front row seat.