Bound For You: Men in Blue, Book 6 (22 page)

B
en checked
the monitor beside the bed to make sure it was on before locking the door to Shari’s room. If Julie needed them, they’d know right away. Still, he figured extra insurance didn’t hurt. She didn’t need to be disturbed any more than she already was.

Keeping quiet was going to be a challenge for them. He was up to it.

Besides, Ryan would probably enjoy being gagged.

“What’d you do that for?” Ryan asked from where he’d taken a clean T-shirt from the dresser. Somehow it made things more real to see their stuff beside Shari’s instead of in their duffle bags.

“Drop that. You won’t be needing it for a while.” He couldn’t believe how much he wanted Ryan and Shari. No matter how many times a day they managed to sneak in some loving either together or in pairs while one of them was busy with a math lesson, or resort stuff, he still needed them.

Both of them. Together like this.

Shari glanced up from her ereader and caught the look on his face. She tossed it onto her nightstand without question.

“Remember that box that came today?” He hoped his smile wasn’t as wolfish as it felt.

“I’m guessing it didn’t really have your new planner in it, huh?” The sparkle in Shari’s eyes said she couldn’t wait to find out what he’d had delivered.

“Nope.” He rummaged around in the bottom of the cedar chest at the foot of her enormous bed, then showed them his purchases.

“Fuck me.” Ryan’s murmur was followed by the man shucking the sweats he’d recently donned.

“That’s the plan, boy.”

Ryan practically leapt onto the bed without having to be told, assuming a classic position on his back, arms and legs spread. Ben had noticed he almost always closed his eyes when they played like this, so he gave Ryan his first present.

Ben handed Shari the blindfold he’d bought. It was black leather with faux fur on the inside.

She ran her fingers over it, humming at the softness as it glided over her fingertips. “You’re going to like this, aren’t you, Ryan?”

“Yes, Shari. Put it on me, please?”

She slipped it over his damp hair. As Ben watched his lovers prepare themselves for him, he took note of Ryan’s stiffening cock and the tight discs of his nipples. Then he looked at Shari.

“You’re wearing too many clothes.”

Not for long. Eager as Ryan, she shimmied out of the satin babydoll nighty before tossing it over the edge of the bed.

“She’s so beautiful, Ryan. You’re missing a pretty view.”

“I can picture it,” he murmured. “I know every curve by heart.”

They had spent an inordinate amount of time lately getting to know each other in every possible carnal sense. She rewarded his sweet talk by petting his chest. He rose to meet her touch.

“When I can’t see, I can feel it more. So good.” Ryan panted, already fully erect.

“That’s right.” Ben wandered closer so he could drag his hand from Ryan’s foot up his leg to his hip.

The other man shuddered.

“So you’ll be that much more turned on when we use you to pleasure ourselves tonight, won’t you, boy?”

“Fuck, yes.”

Ben brought his other hand from behind his back so that Shari could see what he had in mind. Her pupils dilated and she gestured for him to hurry.

High quality wrist and ankle restraints that matched Ryan’s blindfold would be necessary to keep the man still when they dished out exactly what he craved.

Shari held up her cupped hands. So Ben tossed her the wrist restraints while he kept the ankle shackles for himself. As one, they fastened them around Ryan’s limbs, making him moan and shiver as they buckled the cuffs.

“Thank you,” he breathed.

But it wasn’t until Ben grabbed the restraint and used it to stretch Ryan unbelievably wide open that he really understood what was about to happen. Shari attached the cuffs to the carabineers dangling from the hardware he’d installed in her mammoth wooden bed.

In less than a minute, they had their partner splayed, spread-eagled, on the bed between them.

That would definitely do.

Shari knelt close to Ryan’s head, running her fingers through his hair then along his arms to test the fit of the restraints, in no hurry to rush to the next attraction. They let Ryan soak in his new bondage, knowing the act of being bound alone was foreplay for him.

Though they were topping the shit out of Ryan, the sense of desperation Ben had felt in the dungeons or when someone else had used him, had vanished. Instead, Ben felt like they could relax into their roles, take their time, and play only to their desires.

There was something genuine and unhurried about the exchange as compared to the scenes he’d witnessed before. He supposed that was because it wasn’t a show. It was their life.

This was how they fit together.

Perfectly.

Without speaking, Shari pointed to herself, then Ryan’s face. Ben nodded. When she straddled Ryan’s head, facing his feet so that she could see everything Ben was about to do to their man, Ryan moaned.

“I can smell you, Shari. Please let me eat you. Sit on my face and use my mouth to get off. Please.”

It was a good thing Ben hadn’t planned to torture them with denial tonight. There was no way she could resist when Ryan begged so prettily. He meant every word too. It wasn’t something he said because he knew it turned them on. He was honestly expressing his desires.

They just so happened to be Ben’s as well. Shari’s too, judging by the sublime look in her eyes as she settled on Ryan, leaning forward and planting her hands on his abdomen as she situated herself precisely where it felt best then began to fuck his face.

Ben had to join them then. His balls ached with the need for release despite having bent Shari over his desk in the office earlier that afternoon and the spectacular blowjob Ryan had given him in the woods after their run that morning.

It didn’t matter how many times he came in them, he always wanted more of that rush.

Restless, Ryan tugged at his new bonds. They didn’t relent. He was well and truly caught.

Theirs. To do with whatever they pleased.

Ben tickled the sole of Ryan’s foot to prove his point. The man jerked, yet couldn’t evade the contact. He cried out. With a sharp slap to his inner thigh, Ben silenced him. “Quiet.”

Ryan obeyed, though his chest heaved and his cock twitched on his abdomen, spreading glistening pre-come across those lean muscles. Shari reached out, her fingers hovering above Ryan’s dick as she looked to Ben for permission.

He nodded again.

When her fingers wrapped around Ryan’s shaft, he must have increased whatever wonderful techniques his talented lips and tongue were applying to Shari’s pussy. Her eyes fluttered shut as she worked Ryan’s cock gently. Too slowly to end their fun so soon.

“You’re such a good girl,” Ben crooned to her as he climbed onto the bed and kissed her. “So generous. There’s no need for you to wait for us. If he’s doing a good job eating that pretty pussy, come on his face. Show him how much you love what he’s doing. As often as you want, okay?”

“Thank you,” she whispered, then craned her neck, requesting a kiss.

Ben obliged. He felt the moment she stiffened, and her mouth paused its motions on his. Her moan filled his mouth and his mind.

A sound he’d never get tired of hearing.

When she’d finished coming and focused on rebuilding her semi-slaked desire, Ben couldn’t wait any longer to get in on the fun. He ran his hands along Ryan’s displayed body, absorbing the man’s groans and the way he tried to lean in to the touches.

Then Ben coated his cock with lube and took his place between Ryan’s spread thighs.

He cursed when Ryan’s ass kissed the head of his cock, trying to draw him inside already. Eager and unbelievably tight, he was temptation incarnate.

They didn’t help his stamina any when Shari sat up straighter so she could reclaim his mouth as he advanced within Ryan. They made out, with her hand pumping Ryan’s erection, while he stuffed Ryan full of his own stiff cock.

They both knew his responses well enough by now that when he began to rock his hips and his cock took on a purplish hue, Shari let go.

Ryan’s ass eased its clamp on Ben’s cock a tiny bit, allowing him to tunnel deeper. Though Ben didn’t increase his pace, he extended his strokes, pulling nearly all the way out before burying himself balls-deep in his partner with his relentless fucking.

It was only fair that he tormented himself as much as Ryan with the slow, steady thrusts.

Observing their restraint and enjoyment, Shari came again, showering Ryan with her arousal. He never once stopped manipulating her flesh with his mouth, his chin bobbing and throat flexing as he swallowed every bit of her pleasure.

When she recovered, she took up where she left off, bringing Ryan back to the edge with her soft hands on his hard-on. Eventually, Shari stared into Ben’s eyes as they made out, then backed away enough to say, “I can’t hold myself up anymore.”

Her thighs were trembling around Ryan’s face.

“Lay back,” Ben ordered, and she did. Reclining against the pile of pillows, she rubbed Ryan’s jaw and told him how well he’d done.

While she cared for Ryan, Ben unhooked all four of his cuffs, leaving the carabineers dangling from the head and footboards. A permanent reminder of their interludes.

He didn’t give Ryan much of a reprieve, though. “Roll over, boy.”

Despite any aches in his muscles, he did, gracefully. Ben had his legs reshackled in seconds.

Then he wrapped his hands around Ryan’s trim waist and lifted so he rose to his hands. Though he didn’t reconnect the cuffs on his wrists to the headboard, he left them decorating Ryan’s arms. They looked right there. Like they belonged.

Because they did.

“Let me know when you’re ready for your intermission to be over,” he told Shari before climbing back onto the bed and smacking Ryan’s bubble butt a few times, because he could. “Until then, I’m going to take this boy for one hell of a ride.”

Hopefully Shari would get so horny watching them that she’d want in on the action before he lost control and pumped Ryan’s ass full of come.

With that end game in mind, he took his cock in hand and pressed it back into Ryan’s hot hole with a groan. He leaned forward enough that he could bite the side of Ryan’s neck as he fucked. “That’s right, boy, push back against me. Show me how much you love my dick in your ass.”

He talked dirty to Ryan while he ramped up the pounding of his hips until his pelvis slapped Ryan’s bottom with every lunge. When he began to push the man forward, he reached out and took hold of Ryan’s hair in his fist, arching his neck and spine as he pulled back, using the grip to anchor Ryan against his hammering.

When he met Shari’s glance, her entire face was flushed, her lips parted, and her hands had wandered to her breasts. Oh yeah, it was almost time.

“Let him suck your tits,” Ben rasped.

Shari scurried to do his bidding. She positioned herself so Ryan could latch onto her and suckle as Ben continued to ride him from behind.

Just to make sure he was sufficiently rewarded, Ben leaned down and cupped Ryan’s rigid cock. He let his fingers form a loose fist around Ryan’s hard-on. Every time he bottomed out in Ry’s ass, the other man pushed forward, through his fingers.

Before long, Shari said, “Ben, I’m ready. I want in on this. Let him fuck me, please. Give me his cock so I can come all over it.”

Ryan moaned his agreement.

Who was he to argue?

“Slide under him,” he told Shari.

She did as he told, scooting between Ryan’s arms so she lay face up on the bed beneath him. Then she wrapped her arms around Ryan’s neck and tugged while Ben sank lower, bearing Ryan down to the mattress, and Shari, in the process.

Since his hand was already in place, he used it to align his lovers. They both moaned when Ryan’s cock hit its mark and began to drill into Shari’s pussy.

Ben knew Ryan would try his best to resist so they could take as much rapture from his body as possible, but the truth was they were on borrowed time now.

Linked, nothing had ever felt as good as this.

“You in there?” Ben growled.

“Yes, sir,” Ryan gasped.

“Every bit of that hard-on?” he double checked.

“Fuck, yes.” This time it was Shari who responded. “It feels so good having that long, thick shaft in me. I love your cock, Ryan.”

He jerked at that.

“I love all of you,” Ben promised him. “Both of you.”

Then he began to fuck in earnest.

He loved knowing that as he slammed into Ryan, the motion would transfer to Shari. He used Ryan’s body to fuck her. No complaints from them either.

Shari’s hands came up to hug him as best she could before allowing them to slip lower and her nails to rake Ryan’s exposed shoulders. He responded by kissing her. Ben adored watching their tongues parrying while he rode them both.

When her breathing turned to panting and her moans escalated to whines, he knew they were about to reach the pinnacle together.

“Who’s with me?” he asked.

“Me,” Shari answered.

“Me too. Always,” Ryan grunted. “I’m going to come. Please let me.”

Ben gripped Ryan’s hips and frantically drove into him, finally allowing himself to fuck unconstrained. When Ryan climaxed, he would wring the come straight out of Ben’s dick as he always did. “Yes.”

He sealed their fates with that one word.

Ryan buried his face in the crook of Shari’s neck and allowed his unimaginable control to unravel. He began to flood their woman. Every pump of come that left him made his ass squeeze Ben’s cock impossibly tighter. Ben fought to penetrate the stubborn muscles as he too began to shoot.

Shari turned her head into the pillow to muffle her scream. She writhed on the bed, joining them in ecstasy.

It seemed as if their orgasms lasted forever, each one delivering more pleasure to their partners. Eventually the ecstasy faded and a bone-deep satisfaction replaced it.

Ben withdrew, watching his come trickle from Ryan’s ass and down his sac with a possessive thrill coursing through him. He tended to the wrecked man, unhooking him and cleaning him before allowing Ryan to do the same for Shari.