“Code to make sure he was alone.”
“If someone was with me, I’d say yes if they were forcing me to, so no signals it’s safe.” Kingston explained, standing by the edge of the bed. “But I don’t usually come by in the middle of the night, so Landon still knew it was urgent.”
“Is everything okay?”
I tried to sit up before remembering the rope. Kingston’s eyes darkened, and he shared a look with Landon before nodding to me. “It’s nothing that can’t wait, now, love. If…you don’t mind me joining you.”
“Um. Yes, please.”
Landon cleared his throat, still in his role from earlier, and his sharp gaze reminded me what I’d forgotten.
King or not, I was still his, too.
“Would that be alright with you…” I dropped my voice and lowered my eyes. “Sir?”
Kingston straightened, throat bobbing with a deep swallow as we waited for Landon’s decision.
Landon
Apart of me thought I should refuse. Keep this moment with Quinn for myself. Enjoy time we might not get back.
But no part of mewantedto say no.
Not to her, ever again.
And although I’d been angry with him, not to him, either.
I nodded, and her eyes lit up with excitement.
She strained against the bonds before remembering herself. My eager Maiden.
She was a motherfucking Lady now, and in the end, she’d be a Queen. But she’d always bemyMaidenfirst.
My good girl.
At my nod to Quinn, Kingston had stepped back to watch, but my voice whipped through the quiet in the room, halting him mid-step. “Don’t move.”
“I only planned to…” He darted his gaze between me and Quinn. “I thought, like before…”
“But this time, you’re not in charge.” I kept my voice firm and steady, hiding the tremor in my fingers by crossing my arms over my chest. “So, what do you say if you want to slow down?”
Kingston cleared his throat. “Mercy.”
I nodded before turning to Quinn and arching a brow.
Her voice, breathy and low as she stared between Kingston and me—the excitement filling her gaze—sent blood rushing to my cock. “I ask for Mercy.”
“And if you want me to stop?”
“I yield.”
“Good girl.” I winked at her, enjoying the quick rise and fall of her breasts as her breathing quickened.
But I turned away and faced Kingston.
He eyed me warily, not uncomfortable but unsure of what I’d do next. It wasn’t often he didn’t see the moves on the board, and I’d surprised him by maintaining control.
“What do you say…” When he swallowed deeply, my eyes fixed on the slight bob of his throat. “If you want to stop?”
