She searched my gaze as I undid the rope around her arms. Hands seeking both our bodies as soon as she was free.
Kingston pulled back slightly, giving her room to scoot her bottom down the bed and bend her knees, letting him rise onto his own while his hands wrapped around her hips and pulled her body to him.
She arched back beautifully, baring her throat, and I claimed it with my lips before undoing the ties at her ankles.
My hand went with her when she locked them around his back, wrenching them apart, before pinning each of them with my gaze. She nodded quickly, eager to obey.
His jaw clenched, resisting the interruption. Resisting the need to control what I’d taken from him.
“Flip her over,” I ordered.
And then, I returned to the head of the bed.
As she got on her hands and knees, I took my place beneath her, reaching forward to drag my fingers along the length of her spine. Her moan echoed between us, her head lifting so she could stare into my eyes.
I gripped her chin and held her stare. “Tell me.”
“I—” She bit her lip. “I want you both.”
Pride and desire surged through me, but Kingston shook his head as he lined up behind her. “We need to work you up to that, love.” Dropping his head, he kissed the dip in her spine before bringing his eyes to mine. “It’s too soon, and we’ll hurt her.”
I held his gaze before nodding. “I know.” And at her soft whimper of need, I jerked her chin up higher. “Next time, beautiful,” I promised. “Next time, you’ll take us both.”
Kingston thrust back inside her, distracting her from our restraint by unleashing the power of his body.
“Fuck.” She trembled. “Oh, fuck. Don’t stop.”
Her body jerked toward mine with every thrust. Her mouth gasped for every single breath. And I shifted beneath her, wanting her to be ready. Wanting to know what it felt like to be inside her at the same time. Watching each snap of his hips, the way sweat dripped down his chest to hit the curve of her ass, and wanting to thrust with him.
My hips jerked toward her. And when she sucked on the tip of my cock, my head fell back. I panted as she hollowed hercheeks and sucked harder. Forced my eyes open to watch as she took me all the way in.
But I didn’t get the chance to see it.
Blue-gray eyes locked on mine as he drove into her from behind. They held my gaze as she came with both of us inside her. And when she begged for it to stop, but didn’t say the words we needed to hear, I nodded at him.
Unable to break his stare.
Unable to look away before he came inside her.
And unable to decipher the possession in his eyes.
That gleam didn’t falter even as his release tore through him. It didn’t fade as his mouth dropped open with a guttural moan.
But it didn’t feel directed only at her.
It felt like mine.
Kingston
Ishould have torn my eyes away, but I couldn’t. Witnessing as something flickered in his gaze. Waiting for the axe to fall. And watching, transfixed, as he came with a quiet groan.
I should have looked away, but Iwouldn’t.
Not until she lifted her head and searched for me. Rising to her knees to reach my lips, she panted breathlessly in the aftermath of what we’d shared. I kissed her with everything I had, losing myself in the taste of her. Slowly registering the taste I didn’t recognize at first…was him.
When she pulled back and reached for him, I let her go.
We came down together in the quiet room, the memory of our bodies reaching the height of pleasure lingering in the space around us. She rested beside him, and as he scooted them over to make room, it took me a moment to realize the space he created was mine.
