Chapter 36 Kiera #2
Of course this was hot, how could it not be? Two muscley, mysterious bikers were laying themselves bare, desperate for my attention even when they knew they’d get nothing back.
Ever since I’d walked into the room, they’d had their eyes glued to me, not sparing the porn in the background a second glance. I didn’t just feel powerful; I felt like a fucking god.
Besides, I couldn’t see anything under their boxers, which made the gender of it all irrelevant.
But I knew Leo could see right through me. That quiet gaze of hers spoke louder than any words. Even if I wouldn’t voice it, she could see exactly what I wanted. And wanting made me feel vulnerable.
I need to get my power back.
“Tell me how it feels.” I leaned forward in my chair, egging them on.
Spencer offered her thoughts eagerly. “Fucking good. I’m hard.”
I’d never heard someone describe their clit as hard. But the pulsing between my own legs told me that, apparently, I liked it.
Then I looked back to Leo, raising an eyebrow for her answer.
Holding strong, Leo let out a tight breath through her nose.
“I can leave.” My hands braced the armrests of the chair, prepared to lift myself up and walk right out of there.
Spencer used her free hand to smack Leo. “Don’t ruin this for me, bro.”
A wicked smile took over Leo’s face. “It feels like I could destroy you.”
I smirked, trying to hide my shock at her boldness. Leo was usually so reserved and polite. What beast had I just awoken?
“Does the thought of touching me get you wet?” The words fell out of my mouth before I could stop them. Apparently, I was desperate to know.
I’d seen the way they’d looked at me, the way both of them had to hold back when they left me in my doorway every night.
They got off on keeping me as their little captive, even if I technically could leave.
Wetting her lips, Spencer groaned. “Want to find out for yourself?”
I’d promised myself I wouldn’t touch, scared I might lose control. But backing down in the face of a direct challenge wasn’t an option either.
Fine. If she wants me to suffer, I’ll pay it back to her two-fold.
The moans on the TV grew louder as I stood, waltzing across the room to stand over her.
Spencer looked up at me with those dark eyes, begging me to slip my hand between her legs.
Maybe I was just exhausted, or horny after weeks of being touch-starved, but I couldn’t deny I was tempted. I was curious how different her body might feel than her strap. To know how much power I really held over the two of them.
It could be helpful to know.
But instead, I shrugged, shifting my gaze over to Leo. “Why don’t you feel it for me?”
Leo’s brows shot up as Spencer cleared her throat. For two people I’d caught jerking off together in the living room, they almost seemed sheepish.
Had they ever touched each other before? A part of me wanted to laugh at the thought; it’d be like two college buddies jerking each other off.
Not that that was such a rare occurrence either.
Intrigued by my authority, Leo locked eyes with Spencer before bringing her free hand across the couch.
“For real?” Spencer eyed her, unsure what was about to happen.
Leo licked her lips, the bulge of her biceps drawing my eyes up her arms. “This is the first and only time I’ll let you tell me what to do.”
Flicking her eyes up to mine, Leo smirked. “Don’t get used to it, Princess.” With a nod from Spencer, Leo lifted the band of Spencer’s boxers and slid her hand beneath it.
Under the boxers, her fingers were still invisible to me, but their effect on Spencer was evident.
Spencer gasped at the touch, gripping the arm of the couch as she tried to calm herself down. Her eyebrows scrunched together, a confused pleasure washing over her face.
“How wet is she?” I looked into Leo’s eyes as I asked, holding that golden gaze.
“Could be more.”
Then Spencer’s eyes opened, staring at me as she groaned out.
Batting my eyes at her, I tilted my head. “Spence, I’d really like to know how Leo feels. Feel her for me.”
Lost to the pleasure of the moment, Spencer nodded and threw her hand across the couch toward Leo’s crotch. As her hand fished around Leo’s boxers, I could see the outline of a hard dildo under the fabric.
It made the task a little harder, but Spencer followed my commands eagerly.
A grunt came from Leo as she clenched her jaw, sealing the pleasure behind her plush lips.
“How about hers?” I prompted.
Before Spencer could answer, Leo growled, “Dripping for you.”
Spencer nodded. “Not a lie, Bunny. We want you bad.”
Both of them stared up at me, their eyes full moons as their forearms flexed. Spencer’s were lean, toned and spattered in tattoos. But Leo’s were bulging, hulking and veiny. With each movement of their hands, their arms told me what they were doing.
“Can’t have me.”
“Not yet.” The two of them grunted in unison, both intent on having their way with me.
With a smirk, I stepped closer, letting the scent of salt and musk sweep over me as their sweat and pleasure filled the air. They might be wet for me, but I was practically salivating for them. I couldn’t stop myself from wanting a taste.
But that wasn’t what I was here to do.
“Make each other come, the way you like.” I was on a mission, and this was a convenient means to a confusing end.
Looking at each other, the two of them refocused their gazes on me. Considering I’d caught them jerking off next to each other, I would’ve thought them touching each other was a more common occurrence. But that didn’t seem to be the case.
Spencer’s hand grew feverish, harsh and strong which sent a wave of deep, throaty groans to Leo’s lips; meanwhile Leo’s movements became slower, deeper.
Sultry, luxurious moans rose from Spencer’s chest as her head fell back onto the cushion of the couch.
Now it was impossible not to picture them fucking me. The way they’d sound as they felt me, the way they’d watch my body as they slid inside me. But there was no telling which of them I’d let fuck me first.
I knew Spencer would make me finish, that she’d have me in bed for hours. Longer than any man could have handled me. But could she tame me? Quiet the doubts that hid in my mind?
Leo would move faster, not letting a single hesitation slip into my mind between strokes of her strap. There’d be no confusion about whether I wanted it or not.
Shaking myself out of it, I sighed as their groans synced. I wasn’t here to get off, I was here to secure some fucking power.
And besides, I’d never even let a woman touch me. What if I didn’t like it?
Though it was hard to imagine not liking this.
Spencer was barely conscious at this point, head rolling across the cushion as she pushed her hips down onto Leo’s hand. But Leo hadn’t looked away from me, her eyes hungry for what I was keeping from her.
Just as Spencer approached her peak, her dark eyes shot open and locked on mine. She wanted me to bear witness to her pleasure, to know that even if it was Leo’s hand between her legs, it was me pushing her over that cliff.
“Fuck.! She gasped out as her body stuttered.
The feeling of Spence tightening around her fingers must have been enough to send Leo over the edge. Her mouth fell open, finally releasing the deep moans she’d been holding back.
Her free hand dug into her own thigh, the tips of her fingers turning white as she held herself back from whatever demon was begging to come out and play.
Probably one that wouldn’t let me walk out of this room.
Once the groans quieted, the two of them pulled their slick hands back to themselves. A sheepish look crossed both of their faces as their eyes darted around the room.
Spencer sucked her teeth as she finally grew bold enough to meet my gaze. “Satisfied, Bunny? Or should we take our turn with you?”
Leo inhaled silently, trying to regulate her breath as she stared me down.
Without her even saying it, I knew she wouldn’t have her turn with me in front of Spencer. Not yet at least.
I could probably convince her. Just a few bats of my lashes and a little flash of cleavage, and she’d do anything I wanted. But what do I want?
It was a question I still didn’t have the answer to. So instead, I shook my head and leaned down to Spencer’s ear, planting a gentle kiss on her cheek. “I’m straight, babe.”
Scoffing, Spencer groaned and tossed her body back into the cushions.
When I looked at Leo, she just pointed to her own cheek, lifting her chin to present it to me.
I guess I’ll follow one command.
I could feel Spencer’s eyes on my ass as I moved over to Leo and gave her a matching kiss. Under my lips, I could feel the restraint in her jaw. She wanted to grab my hips, pull me into place and have me her way.
It was clearly a big give, following my commands. I knew I wouldn’t get away with it in the future.
Standing upright, I took a step back and tossed the remote between them. “Enjoy your movie.”
Walking out of the room, the slickness between my legs was impossible to ignore. Maybe I was getting off on the power, or maybe I really did like them.
But as I made my way back upstairs and the exhaustion finally set in, it wasn’t just my clit that was throbbing; my heart was pounding too.
I couldn’t stop thinking about them. And even after the heat of what had just happened between us, all I really wanted to do was cuddle up on the couch between them.
Why do I feel like this?
The more I learned about them, the more certain I became that this entire mansion was built on their crimes. That they were somehow more dangerous than whatever was waiting for me out in the real world.
I should’ve been repulsed, but all I wanted to do was hide in their dark underworld, to stay their little captive forever.