I nod with a little whimper, forcing my eyes to stay open as he finally runs his thumbs across my rock-hard nipples, just flicking them slowly before circling them. I haven’t been touched like this in so long, and it’s taking every ounce of my control to sit still and obey.
A creak from the chair has my eyes flicking away, and then I can’t help but stare at the alpha. I was too out of it earlier to realize, but he’s not wearing his mask, showing me his face for the first time. A strong jawline coated with a dusting of stubble, cheekbones that could cut glass, all framing amber eyes that blaze with desire. He’s leaning back with his hands cradling his head, his biceps threatening to tear the short sleeves of his shirt wide open if he flexes too hard.
“Stunning, isn’t he, luv?” Joker chuckles in my ear, taking my nipples between his finger and thumb, rolling them as he nuzzles the side of my face.
I nod absently, my mouth dry as I drink in the taper of Bones’s torso, from broad shoulders to narrow waist, and then my eyes freeze at the sizable bulge in his black jeans.
“Eyes on mine, little one.”
My gaze snaps back to Bones’s face at his command, that subaudible hum calling to my instincts. His mouth twists in a smirk, a low chuckle filling the room that makes me shiver. A threat and a promise, all in one.
“Teddy, I think our little plaything is a bit distracted. Use your mouth, and give her something to focus on,” Bones says, a little too casually.
Without hesitation, Joker’s head dips and he takes one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking and swirling the swollen bud with the fervor of a starved man. I moan softly, my spine curling backward to press my chest further into his touch and mouth. His hand on my other breast grows a little rougher, pinching my nipple and pulling slightly. I whine and let my head drop back between myshoulder blades, my hair cascading like a banner, my eyes fluttering closed as I give in to sensation.
“Stop.”
Joker pulls away instantly when Bones speaks, and I turn my head to look at the alpha, spine straightening.
“Alpha?” I ask in quiet confusion.
“You will keep your eyes open and focused on either me or Joker. If you look away or close them, everything stops. Am I understood?” Bones says, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees.
I whimper slightly but nod, muttering my consent. I don’t know how I’m going to be able to obey, but I want to try.
Joker, on the other hand, chuckles darkly. “Oh, this is going to be a fun game.”
“I thought you’d enjoy this, Teddy. Now, as you were,” Bones replies, waving a hand as he leans back.
I gasp as Joker leans in, his mouth switching to my other breast, I have to fight to keep my eyes open as he licks and sucks at my breast and nipple, his other hand massaging and tweaking, the dual sensations going right to the apex of my thighs.
“Leave a memento, Teddy. Something for our little toy to remember you by.”
My brow twitches down for a moment before Joker’s teeth sink into the tender flesh above my left nipple, over my heart. Not enough to break the skin, but combined with the hard suction, definitely enough to leave a deep bruise.
My mind drifts away from the present, to a dark room where Tyler would practice marking me, leaving bite marks all over my body to test where he would leave his bond mark. My breasts, my arms, my legs, even right on my outer lips.
“Stop. Look at me, omega.”
Bones’s order cuts through the memory, and I realize that my eyes drifted away from the alpha to the space on the wall above his head. I blink and look at his face, my expression apologetic.
“You’re going to stay with us, right here whether you want to or not. But first, a little punishment,” Joker says, snarling playfully in my ear.
I let out a low noise, halfway between a whine and a whimper, looking up at him with the same apologetic look. “I’m sorry. I won’t…I’ll do better, I swear.”
“I know you will, beautiful. But first, you’re going to show our alpha how sorry you really are,” Joker coos, kissing the tip of my nose patronizingly.
I open my mouth to ask what he means, but Joker pulls away and goes to kneel on the solid edge of the sunken bed, stroking his cock. “Crawl to me, and don’t look away.”
A glance to Bones, and he gives an approving nod, one hand drifting to palm his bulge. I want to stay there and stare, but I force my eyes back to Joker. The mattress is soft as I crawl slowly toward him, my head up and hips swaying. When I reach the edge, I sit up, hands going behind my back and my mouth dropping open. I know what he wants, and I’m determined to be the obedient omega they desire.
“Look at that, such a pretty little thing. Knowing exactly what to do,” Joker praises, stroking the side of my face with the backs of his fingers.
“A perfectly trained little toy. You could learn a thing or two from her, Teddy,” Bones teases with a chuckle.
“Oh, piss off,” Joker throws back, rolling his eyes.
I flush under their praise, but don’t speak. I just keep my eyes open and exactly where they were commanded to be. This part of the game is easy. I’ve always been naturally submissive, being an omega, and my partners have always reinforced that part of me, both positively and negatively. Praise for good, obedient behavior, shame and punishment for bad behavior.
