3013: CLAIMED (24 page)

“Shh, it’s just me.”

Archer got up from the chair in the corner and hurried over to her, pulling her into his arms. He pressed his lips to her forehead as he stroked his hand over her long, dark hair. He clutched her a little too tight, but couldn’t make himself let go. There were things to be seen to, but he’d found himself back in their bedroom where he could watch over her, even in sleep. He and Jax had traded off during the long hours of the day, watching over her like sentries while the other took care of business. They had been a little concerned when she had slept through the day, but they knew she needed the rest.

“I have to…”

“Of course you do.”

Archer lifted her into his arms, smiling to himself at how this scene mimicked the first time they had been together after they’d claimed her. He took her into the bathroom and left her to take care of her needs in private. Picking up the items he’d brought with him, he placed them on the bed. Seeing Serra naked had stirred his lust, but he needed to do this right. He used his wrist unit to contact Jax to let him know Serra was awake, then he took it off, setting it on the nightstand. He sat down on the bed, settling in against the headboard to wait for his love.

“How do you feel?” he asked as soon as Serra walked back into the bedroom. He smiled as she moved straight back onto the bed, curling up next to him so he could wrap his arms around her.

“I feel…afraid,” she admitted softly. “But that’s silly since I know I’m safe now.”

“Nothing you feel is silly.”

“There’s our woman,” Jax said as he entered the bedroom. He strode over to the bed, sitting down on the side so he could lean over to brush his lips over hers. “We thought you’d never wake up.”

Archer rubbed his hand up and down her arm. “She’s afraid, Jax.”

They shared a look and Jax nodded. “You’ve been through a lot, Serra. There is nothing wrong with being afraid. It’s what you do through the fear that matters. You held it together and protected yourself and the others until we could get to you. That took courage.”

Serra basked in the glow of their approval, but it still didn’t lessen her feelings of being slightly lost. Glancing down to the end of the bed, she frowned at a length of rope she saw laying there. “What is that?”

Archer lifted her so she was sitting up and he could look her in the eye. “There is something we want to do for you. Something we want to try.”

“I don’t understand,” she said as she looked at both men.

“We always knew we would claim you, Serra. Over the years, both Archer and I have studied up on things we could do to help you when you had one of your episodes, or what we could do just to make you more comfortable with your surroundings.”

“I know when you feel panicked you like to use your gravity cloak or a weighted blanket. We think we have something that will help you like that, only it’s something we can do together. It’s called
Kinbaku,
an ancient form of rope bondage.” Archer paused when Serra started to protest. He placed a finger to her lips as Jax took over stroking her arms. “What we want to do isn’t about control. We aren’t taking anything from you. We only want to give.”

“I still don’t understand,” she whispered. “I don’t think I want to do any of that bondage stuff.”

“The basic form of what we are suggesting is called
Shibari.
It’s an art form, using the ropes to shape and mold a body into a sculpture, but
Kinbaku
takes it to a higher level, allowing us to use the ropes to connect with you, through our hearts, spirits and minds,” Jax explained. “We don’t want to hurt you. Never that. The ropes will be an extension of our hands on you, holding you tight through the binding. Are you willing to let us show you?”

Serra paused for a moment to consider what they had told her. She didn’t like the thought of being restrained and out of control, and didn’t see the logic of how they thought they could help her. But she was willing to try. “What if I don’t like this?”

“Then we stop. Immediately,” Archer said. “Neither of us have a need to use this form of control over you, Serra. Still, your gravity cloak helps you stay grounded. I think this will too, as well as being pleasurable for all of us.”

She blew out a breath and nodded. “All right. I’ll try it. But I want you naked, too”

“That we can do,” Jax said, pressing a kiss to her naked shoulder. He and Archer undressed, feeling the heat of her eyes trailing over them as they did. When Jax sat back down on the bed, he shifted her, putting her between his own legs so she leaned back against him as she sat on the edge. Archer grabbed the rope, moving to stand in front of them.

“We are just going to create a tight corset with the rope around your chest and waist. The purpose is so you feel it wrapped around you, restraining you without really taking away any of your control. Trust us to ground you this way so you can be unbound inside.”

“Each time we wrap the rope around your body I want you to think of it like it is us touching you, holding you close. Think of the ropes as an extension of our hands,” Jax whispered in her ear as Archer unwound the long length of the hemp rope.

Serra held her breath as Sully looped the rope around her shoulders, over her back. She felt Jax holding it in place, and shivered as the back of his fingers brushed against her naked skin. Archer wrapped the rope around her again, making a few more loops that created a harness around her upper body, so her breasts were poking out from between the ropes.

“We are going to bind these as well,” Archer said softly, pressing light kisses to each of her nipples, making them pucker. “I love how at ease you are with your body. I love looking at you.”

“Then why do you want to cover them up?” she asked, trying to understand.

Kneeling in front of her, he smiled at her. “Because when we do, every time you move the ropes will brush over your skin, making you feel good.”

Jax took the ends of the ropes from Archer as they wound them around her, creating loops in the back as well as the front of her body, moving lower with each pass. Archer carefully watched her face, searching for any signs of discomfort in her expression. “How are you feeling? Is it too tight?”

“No, its…I’m fine.”

Archer could hear the nerves in her voice, but also the intrigue. When he had researched this discipline, he knew it would be something that they could use on her, but not as a means for taking anything away from her. Her need to be in control would prevent them from binding her arms or hands, but they didn’t need or want that. That was the true gift of her submission to them.

She trusted them to give her what she needed.

Knowing that had Archer’s cock hard as iron. He forced himself to continue to wrap the rope around her slowly as he fought down the raging hunger that demanded he just part her thighs and thrust into her. But he couldn’t. This first session was too important, and he needed to see if this helped her before he focused on his own needs.

Serra struggled to keep still as they slowly and meticulously wound the rope around her, creating a rope corset around her torso. The sensation was pleasant, feeling the rough natural fibers of the rope against her skin, but more so, she enjoyed the pressure the ropes created as they hugged her tight. It made her feel centered, contained, in a way her gravity cloak did, but there was an added element to this.

Pleasure.

Each time Jax and Sully brushed against her, she felt her body heat. She could feel the liquid pooling between her thighs as her body readied itself for them. Closing her eyes, she focused on the feel of the rope wrapping around her in an unhurried, soothing rhythm. She imagined it was both of them hugging her close, making her feel safe within their embrace.

“I have news for you both,” Jax murmured softly as he and Archer continued their work, slowly…carefully. “Roman Newgate has been offered a position on the Council of Regents. He has accepted, and informed me that I’ve been nominated as his replacement as High Commander.”

Serra’s eyes popped open and she tried to twist around to look at him. It gave her a jolt of pleasure as the rough rope rubbed against her nipples, sliding against skin. “Jax! That’s wonderful!”

“If I take it, this means I’d have to travel as much as you. We would be given our own crew, and we could work out a travel schedule that would suit all our needs.” Jax looked at Archer over Serra’s shoulder. “I said I needed to speak to both of you before I accepted. You would still be a commander, but I know this might be difficult for you.”

Archer smiled at him. “If this means we can stay with Serra all the time, then I’m all for it. Who’d take over running the Capital?”

“There are a few candidates, but my first choice would be General Gabriel Titan.”

“I agree,” Archer said as they finished the last loop around Serra’s waist. “How does that feel, hummingbird?”

“Tight, but it doesn’t hurt. It feels surprisingly good,” she added.

“Now, since we are all in agreement, I think we should celebrate a little,” Jax murmured. “Did our chosen enjoy being wrapped up in our love?”

Archer hummed as he took in the sight of her slick pussy as he pushed her thighs open. He lifted two fingers, swirling then over her slit, lighting rubbing over her distended clit. “I would say she did.”

“Do you want us to take you like this, Serra? While you are bound with the rope?” Jax demanded before sucking on the exposed skin of her neck.

“Yes, yes, I do.”

Unable to wait any longer, Archer rose up to his knees and spread her thighs wider so he could settle between them and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. He and Jax had talked it over beforehand, and the plan had been to take her together, but something about the binding ritual had
touched a part of Archer’s soul that he hadn’t been prepared for.

He slid the head of his cock over her slick pussy, making them both groan. As if understanding Archer’s need, Jax whispered in her ear. “Open for Archer, sweetheart. Feel him loving you.”

Serra did as he asked, leaning back on Jax’s body as Archer positioned his cock at her entrance. She felt his cock parting her tight muscles as he sank inside her and threw her head back with a moan. The rope corset hugged her body tight, making it difficult to bend and move in a way that only heightened her pleasure.

When Archer was seated to the hilt, he used the rope harness to pull her back up so he could take her mouth in a scorching kiss. Needing the connection, he stood, holding onto her, then shifted her over onto the bed so she was spread out with him over her. Jax moved to the side, stroking his own cock while he watched Archer kissing her, his body pushing her down into the mattress.

Archer couldn’t stop touching her face, her hair, anywhere he could reach as he thrust inside her
with more force. “Do you feel that, Serra? Do you feel us wrapped around you while I’m inside you?”

“Yes,” she moaned. Serra understood now. The tight bindings around her body was like having them wrapped around her, like having Jax holding her while Archer was pressed full length over her body. She could feel the rub and burn of the rope as he moved over her, the sensations reverberating straight through her body so it pulsed in her clit.

No more words were needed as Archer began to move faster, fucking into her harder. He pulled back so he could look into her beautiful light-green eyes. Less than an inch apart, he breathed in her air, and it was something that seemed more intimate than a kiss at the moment. Archer saw the love shining back at him from her eyes, and felt like the luckiest man in the universe. He felt tied to her, in a way that he had never thought possible.

She might be the one with ropes around her, but he was the one who was bound.

To her.

Only to her.

“You are my soul, Serra. Give me your pleasure. Share it with me,” Archer demanded softly, still looking into her eyes. He saw those beautiful eyes cloud, saw the pleasure take her as her body clamped tight around him. She squeezed him, her body bucking beneath him, rocking with the waves of ecstasy that coalesced between them.

Archer groaned as he jerked against her, filling her with his release as his semen tore from the head of his cock, making him come so hard, spots blinded his vision.

“I love you, Serra.”

“Love you,” she whispered breathlessly before he took her mouth again. His hips jerked as he pushed as deep as he could go, wanting to be one with her as the last few spurts of his cum filled her. He softened his kisses, touching her tenderly before he lifted off of her. He took a moment to admire her body splayed out on the bed, saw the trickle of his release spilling out of her, then moved to the side so Jax could join with her.

Jax hooked his fingers into the ropes of the harness, using it to pulled Serra’s upper body into position as he knelt between her parted thighs. He slammed his hips forward, shoving his hard cock all the way inside her until he was buried deep.

Serra cried out as Jax began thrusting his cock back and forth in a hard, heavy rhythm. She felt the ropes pulling tighter around her, adding to the sensations bombarding her system and had to grip his arms to give herself an anchor as Jax slammed into her.

“Take it, take my cock inside you,” Jax ordered. “Take me inside you.”

Pure pleasure filled Serra at the feeling of Jax fucking his thick cock into her pussy. Another climax began to build before she had even come down from the first. With Jax holding her up by the ropes, she gave into him completely, relaxing into his embrace as he forced her body to respond to him. She began chanting his name as he began thrusting faster.

Jax grunted as he started to slam his hips harder. Needing more, he let her body fall back onto the bed, tumbling with her so his body was pressed over her. He gripped her hands with his, pulling them up over her head, staring straight into her eyes as he slid more of his cock inside her. “I can’t lose this…I can never lose you, Serra. It would fucking kill me.”

“I’m right here, Jax. Safe and loved.”