Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Their needy sub.
“He’s so pretty.” Bates’s tender praise sent a rush through me that was almost as good as the one I got when Cash wrapped his hand around my dick for the first time. “I can see why he wanted to show it off to you.”
It was really nice-looking.
Cash was even nodding slowly as his hand started to stroke along my shaft. “It’s very pretty.”
I’d told him that but he always had to see things for himself to believe it.
“And long.” Before I could point out that pretty was more important, Cash tightened his grip and sent my thoughts flying again. “Let’s see how sensitive his pretty cock is.”
Just feeling him tap right over my slit had me moaning, but when he flicked the head, I couldn’t help thrusting up into his hand. That got me another tap and left me shaking. If it’d been a punishment or some kind of threat to make me behave, it didn’t work.
“That’s…Cash…” Fuck.
Bates made a low, happy sound and leaned over to kiss me softly as Cash pressed a finger against my slit. It left me moaning into Bates’s mouth and shaking, but that just made Bates even happier. “Such a good boy. I can’t wait to see what other kinds of pain you’ll like. We’re going to have so much fun, my curious boy.”
Cash might’ve made some kind of agreeing sound, but as another flash of pain fired through me, I couldn’t focus on anything but how incredible it felt. “He’s so good.”
“For both of us.” The smile in Bates’s voice was clear as I came down from the high. “Look at how wonderful you’re making him feel. He’s shaking and whining, and you’re the one doing that to him.”
Cash made a low sound that I realized was them kissing and I opened my eyes to see him nuzzling against Bates. “We’re both doing it to him.”
So fucking sexy.
I had the best, most romantic Doms ever.
“Should we do even more to him?” Bates’s question made me feel like we were in the middle of an old romance movie. “Let’s see if we can make our boy beg.”
They were so perfect.
And they were so wicked.
Hands went back to teasing over me, and no matter how much I whined and squirmed, Bates never released my hands. He kept me trapped even when he flicked my dick and Cash slipped his hands under my shirt to pinch my nipples.
Bates was such a wonderful Dom, Cash even kissed his cheek and smiled at him. “You’re so good at keeping him trapped and submissive.”
He really was.
And Cash was so good for praising Bates when my brain and mouth wouldn’t work at the same time. People forgot how important it was to recognize a good job. I knew I’d tell them both later, but I was so proud of Cash for remembering.
When it was his turn to be tortured, I hoped Bates would do a good job on him too.
Pain was so fabulous.
Why had no one besides Brady mentioned that before?
As I came back from the edge, I was working at remembering to breathe, and I wished someone who seemed to be a bit more reliable had explained the pain-pleasure thing before. Brady was sometimes…well, very Brady…but it seemed like he was right about this one.
“Yes, ease him back down.” Bates gave Cash another sweet kiss, making me smile as he taught Cash how to make me crazy. “You’ve got him shaking and look how hard he is…all that precum. He’s beautiful and you did that. Let’s see if we can get him even closer.”
Cash was such a good light switch.
Something about the way Cash’s hand tightened on my dick as he started jerking me off again had them both chuckling. But every time I almost figured out what was so funny, they’d send another flash of pain through me or tell me how pretty my dick was.
It was too distracting and all the important thoughts kept escaping as I got closer and closer to my orgasm. I seemed to get there faster every time and it was like I was a train, barreling toward the cliff where the best reward was just out of reach.
As I got closer, I expected them to pull me back and find a reason to snatch the pleasure away. No humping. That wasn’t enough begging. He hasn’t learned his lesson. But that time there was nothing but pinches and strokes and teasing fingers wandering over my balls.
All it took was one tug and they sent me flying over the edge. My train soared through the air, cum exploding out of me, and then I had the best crash ever. It was so good the world went fuzzy, and when it cleared, I was tucked in between both my guys and they were snuggled close. “That was crazy.”