And now he was damn glad he’d come in.
He captured her nipples between his fingers, closing down on one then the other before tugging softly at both. They’d drawn into hard points beneath his attention, as he rolled them between his fingertips.
“So what did she do to deserve this?”
Daniel huffed a soft sound, as though he didn’t need to be punishing her in order to enjoy her. Still, he answered. “Woke up to find her gone this morning. Second morning in a row, and we’d already had a conversation about it.”
Not the biggest offense, but he suspected Daniel had been looking for a reason to do this.
Though, of course, Alison had her safe words. She could always stop anything she wanted to.
Which meant she was as invested in this game as they were.
“That wasn’t being a good girl.”
Her eyebrows furrowed, as if those wordsstung.
That had him almost ready to take them back. A sharp look from Daniel kept him from it, though.
He cupped her breasts in his hands, teasing the nipples with his callused thumbs. “You know better than to ignore us, pet. Iknowyou can do better.” He used the words to help relieve the sullen expression on her face, to bridge that gap between him, reassuring her, but also keeping the lesson front and center.
He understood, of course. Alison didn’t like to listen, not because she wanted to be a brat but because she didn’t want to be a burden. She didn’t want to wake them if she couldn’t sleep. She didn’t want to ask them to help her with anything. He’d seen it when her all-of-five-foot self had been balanced precariously on a flimsy stool trying to reach a bowl on a high shelf in the pantry, a shelf any of the alphas could have reached for her with ease.
However, instead of asking them, she’d risked herself. He’d tossed her over her shoulder and pinched her ass before fucking her—not that he expected she’d learned much from it.
This time, however? She wouldn’t forgetthis.
She parted those soft lips of hers—no doubt to say something about how it wasn’t a big deal—but Kyle delivered a hard lick to her right then, stealing away whatever she’d planned to utter.
He drove her hard, not giving her any chance to resist him. Daniel’s hands on her knees kept her spread open, and he shifted his hips up, sinking himself deep into her ass.
She twisted, but there was no way to gain leverage. She was one hundred percent at their mercy, and Trent had to admit, he loved it.
He cupped one of her breasts and brought his lips to it, teasing for only a moment before nipping at the stiff peak, dragging his teeth across it to add yet another element to all they were forcing on her.
Her cry was thin and desperate as she came, that frantic writhing of her body increasing.
And they were only at two. She had a very long time ahead of her if she refused to give in.
They all paused as she caught her breath, that moment her chance to think, to reconsider.
Kyle’s gaze ran up her body, his blue eyes intense and locked on her face.
As soon as she opened her eyes, when she’d seemed to come back to herself, he returned to her cunt.
Trent groaned at the shiver that ran through her, and the way she whimpered at Daniel’s first thrust made him wished he’d already stripped. He wanted his hand around his cock—something,anything.
He contented himself with her perky breasts, with teasing her nipples, with leaving love bites and hickeys across the flawless pale skin. She’d wake tomorrow with the blemishes, like little brands, and she’d think ofhim.
She did every time she saw the bite. As bad as he should still feel about it, he’d shed any real guilt. Helovedhis claiming bite on her shoulder. He’d never grow tired of glimpsing it from beneath the straps ofher tops, from the way she’d stroke her fingers over it when she didn’t know he was watching her.
Yeah, he refused to feel guilty about one of the few things he’d done in his life that he wanted that much.
“All you’ve got to do is ask,” Daniel growled, his voice deep as he plunged his cock into her harder.
She threw her head back, resting it on Daniel’s shoulder, so Trent took the offer and nipped her exposed throat. Something about it felt like so much more, like a submission even deeper than the rest, as though she trusted him to keep her safe when his teeth were so close to her pulse.
The metal on the headboard groaned with her next orgasm, the yanking of her hands showing she was nearing her limit.
