Chapter 33
Stryker
“You heard the lady. Wrap your hand around her throat.”
My gaze latches onto the fresh bondmark on Devlin's wrist and my breath stutters in my chest. I allow myself two seconds of crippling jealousy before I get my head on straight and let it go with my next exhale.
“The trick is in the fingers. Your palm is there to put a slight amount of pressure on her throat; enough to let her feel that you're in control. Not only of her, but of yourself. That’s where the real trust lies. Use your fingers and thumb to cut off a bit of bloodflow, not crush her windpipe. It’s not the breath, it’s the blood that does the trick with proper hand necklaces.
Not hard or long enough for her to actually pass out, mind you.
Show her that you’re in control, and can be trusted enough to surrender hers. ”
I watch as he follows my instructions to the letter, and Kiara’s eyes flutter shut, arching into his touch.
Lucky bastard.
“See how wet she is.” I don’t need him to tell me, I can see it from here. Kiara’s positively dripping, but he needs to learn how to read her body.
“Fuck,” Devlin breathes, working his fingers deep into her pussy and studying the way she squirms. “She keeps getting slicker whenever I crook my fingers.”
I could probably take him. Then she’d be all mine.
Shaking off the errant, possessive thought, I suck in a deep breath, settling in against the wall to enjoy the show.
“Circle her clit a few times, then swap your fingers for your dick.” Devlin pauses, and I respect his restraint. “Trust me, I'm not going to let you hurt her. You come anywhere close, I'll kick your ass before you know what hit you.”
Kiara meets my gaze and waggles her eyebrows. “I wonder what would happen if you did while he's still fucking me. Probably be great for me, honestly. Worth experimenting for sure.”
I cant my head. Well damn, now I kind of want to know too. Shaking off the terrible ideas the little devil is whispering in my ear, I chuckle. “Maybe next time, baby girl. If you want Dev to keep fucking you, we shouldn’t traumatize him on his first time.”
With a jerk of my head, I encourage him to go for it.
Dick in hand, he runs the head across her slit and every time he bumps her clit, she gasps.
Honestly, I give it thirty seconds before she takes matters into her own hands.
But because I love Kiara, I have to think about the long game.
And Devlin needs to see that he isn’t going to break her.
I have to grip the base of my cock to keep myself in check as Dev slides into her and she gasps, closing my eyes for a moment to regain my control.
He thrusts into her slowly at first, studying her face for the smallest sign of pain.
When she’s nothing but enthusiastic, some of the rigid tension melts from his shoulders and he picks up speed.
She wraps a hand around the arm pinning her down, eyes locked on him. “Harder.”
Dev flicks his eyes my way, as if seeking permission, and my cock twitches.
I’m not into men, but I wasn’t lying when I told Kiara providing for her in every way does it for me.
Knowing that even my bondmate trusts me to handle the situation, to ensure my mate is thoroughly fucked, even if I don’t lay my hands on her? It’s right up my alley.
“Listen to your mate. She doesn't need gentle, she needs to feel how desperately you want her. How you want to fuck her through the mattress and hear her screaming your name.”
Devlin’s hips buck, confidence growing as he realizes our girl isn’t made of glass. Or at least, trust that I’ll step in to stop him if necessary. Having that fail safe, his complete trust in me to handle the situation, allows him to finally get out of his head and let go.
As the minutes drag on, my mate’s needy moans and gasps driving me insane, I pop the button on my pants and free myself. Leaning against the wall, I lazily stroke my cock to relieve some of the pressure, enjoying the show.
“Sling her leg over your shoulder,” I command, and he doesn’t hesitate to follow orders. Rolling his hips, he thrusts slow and deep, Kiara moaning and writhing on his dick.
His jaw tics and he grits out, “She's strangling my dick.”
Kiara gasps, arching into him. “Sorry not sorry.”
I choke on a laugh, rolling my thumb across the head of my cock as I fuck my fist. Seeing Devlin’s jaw clenched so tightly, I mentally curse. He’ll beat himself up later if he comes before she does. Honestly, though, I’m impressed. I don’t think I held out anywhere near this long my first time.
“Pretty girl, do you think you can take a little more?”
She nods enthusiastically. I kick off the wall, but before I even take two steps she says, “Wait, my bag. Can you grab one of the silver vials out?”
Despite my confusion, I do and hand it over. “Birth control?” Fuck, we really should have had that conversation before it got this far. Better now than never, but with precum there's always a chance-
“No, already on that.” She downs half and offers the rest to me. “Bonding potion. Unless you've changed your mind about being mine.”
I've never swallowed anything so quickly before.
I capture her lips with mine. “You're sure?”
Blue-green eyes bore straight into my soul. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
I kiss the hell out of her until we’re both breathing heavily. “Then hands and knees, gorgeous.”
It buys Devlin a few minutes to cool down, but I doubt I'm going to last long either now that I'm so keyed up.
More confident in her resilience now, Dev circles her clit from behind, giving his dick a break and turning her back into a squirming, needy mess. Standing at the side of the bed, I fist the base of my cock. “What do you think, gorgeous? Think you can take us both?”
Her hand on the back of my thigh guiding me closer, I feed her my cock, eyes damn near rolling in the back of my head as she takes me into her mouth.
Every roll of her tongue that envelopes me in her wet heat, urging me to fuck her pretty throat until she’s choking on my cum, has my balls drawing tighter.
“Little help, Dev,” I grit out.
He wastes no time, fucking her in earnest now while circling her clit.
Each needy gasp pulls me deeper down her throat until I’m forced to pull out to keep from embarrassing myself.
But if this is the moment I make Kiara mine?
I’m going to come so deeply inside of her that she’ll never be rid of me.
I meet Devlin’s gaze and order, “Switch places with me.”
He doesn’t argue, and within seconds, I’m skimming my palms over the smooth skin of her perfect ass. Slapping one cheek, I grin as she yelps and tries to jerk away, but I drag her back.
“Blow his mind baby girl.”
Lining myself up, I wait until she's got a mouthful of cock before slamming into her and making Devlin choke on his own tongue.
Fucking hell. Shit, she’s strangling my cock like she’s trying to embarrass me.
Kiara doubles down, rolling her hips as I’m buried deep inside her and working Devlin’s cock like it’s her sole mission. I lose track of everything outside of the feeling of her mate mark searing permanently onto my wrist, hips jerking at the soul-deep intensity.
She clamps tightly around me, wringing out every drop of my cum as she rides out her own orgasm.
My vision blacks out for gods know how long, hips rocking and filling my mate so deeply, she’ll feel me for days.
Devlin’s low groan only spurs her on, Kiara swallowing every drop of cum and flicking her tongue over his sensitive tip when he pulls out with a cheeky little smirk, damn proud of herself for rocking his world.
He collapses onto the mattress, sprawled out on his back, chest heaving.
Kiara tries to follow suit, but I wrap a hand around her throat before I can slip out of her slick cunt and pull her upright against my chest to nuzzle the side of her face.
“Oh baby girl, you better catch your breath. Because I'm nowhere near done with you yet.”