“She does,” Ethan agreed, assessing their new plaything. “And I think it’s time we had a taste.”
Zayne licked his lips and shifted his eyes to her glistening pussy.
“Go on,” Ethan said, arching a brow. Zayne lowered to his knees and placed his hands on Chloé’s thighs, splayed them even further apart, and blew on her swollen clit.
“Ah…”
The soft moan from above was like music to his ears, and when he did it again, her hips shot up off the table.
“Keep still.” Ethan’s order was delivered like a slap to the back of the hand, and Chloé’s hips automatically froze. “Remember, you are here to please us. Not the other way around. If Zayne wants to put his tongue inside you, he will.”
Chloé’s breath was coming much faster now, but somehow, she managed, “Yes, sir.”
“I’m glad you understand.” Ethan stroked his hand through Zayne’s hair and gently urged him forward. “Go ahead—take what you want.”
Controlling bastard. Even when they were both in charge, Ethan always had to have the upper hand. But Zayne wasn’t about to complain, because he was about to get exactly what he wanted.
He leaned forward and flicked the tip of his tongue around Chloé’s clit. The delicious flavor of her hit his taste buds, and he growled and dragged his tongue down her slit.
Chloé moaned, and her legs tensed, but like the good little sub she was turning out to be, she didn’t raise her hips as he swept his tongue all around. He kept a firm hold of her thighs as he dove in deep, and he could feel Ethan’s fingers digging into the back of his head.
The sweet sound of Chloé’s desperation floated in the air as she whimpered and moaned at every touch of his tongue. Ethan shoved him forward until his nose was grinding her clit.
“Eat her up, Zayne. Taste all of her.”
Oh, he was tasting her, all right. The scent of her sex was all over his tongue. Chloé began to tremble under him, and he gave her clit a final suck and tore his mouth free.
A needy, frustrated cry left her as Ethan tightened his fingers in Zayne’s hair and yanked him to his feet. He licked up the juices covering his chin and lips, then speared his tongue into Zayne’s mouth.
Zayne growled, grabbing the back of Ethan’s head, then thrust his hips forward, rubbing up against Ethan’s erection. His cock was demanding its freedom now, and when Ethan shoved him back and said, “Strip,” nothing in the world could’ve stopped him.
ETHAN LOVED BEING right. There was nothing more satisfying in the world—except maybe coming all over something that was his.
As Zayne stripped out his clothing, Ethan stood between Chloé’s thighs, and fuck, was she a sight. Flushed, restrained, and spread open for their pleasure. He couldn’t recall the last time they’d both been so eager to take a third.
“Do you know how perfect you look right now?” His eyes roamed over her gorgeous breasts that were rising and falling with every ragged breath. “So aroused and frustrated. So beautiful yet miserable. It really is such a glorious sight to see.”
Chloé’s eyes flashed fire up at him, and while she would’ve been punished under normal circumstances for such a blatant disregard of the rules, he wanted to see her reaction to what was coming next.
He reached for his shirt and pulled it free of his pants. “I was going to torment you for at least a good hour before giving you some kind of relief this first time. But I don’t think you’ll last that long, and I don’t want to see you fail.” He undid the buttons of his shirt and shrugged out of it. “We’re going to fuck you now. Fuck you, use you, make your body scream, and when we feel you’ve earned it, we’ll let you come.”
He wadded his shirt up and threw it on the table by her head. “Are you ready for that?”
She sucked in a seriously shaky breath, but then nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“We’ll see.” He kept his eyes locked on her, but her attention shifted to the naked man now standing beside him.
Ethan couldn’t blame her. In clothes, Zayne was a force to be reckoned with. Out of them, he was a fucking beast. Silver bars adorned both nipples, tattoos decorated most of his skin, and the hard, thick cock pointing out from his body made him a walking billboard for their business.
Chloé squirmed on the table until she caught Ethan’s disapproval, and she stilled her wayward hips.
“Zayne?”
“Yeah.”
“Flip her over.”
Chloé’s eyes widened at the order as Ethan turned his back on her, but he knew she wouldn’t end this—not now. Her body was too primed, her mind too far gone, and even though she was completely out of her element, she knew the only way she was going to ever feel whole again was to let them give her exactly what she needed.
Ethan stripped out of the rest of his clothes and rolled on a condom. When he turned back to the table, he was pleased to find Chloé had been flipped over. Zayne had let some slack out of the rope, and the final result was Chloé braced on her forearms and knees, calling to Ethan like a siren to a sailor.
“What a sweet fucking ass.” He came to a stop behind her and smoothed a hand over one of her cheeks. It was such a shame he wouldn’t have time to convince her what a good spanking could do for her orgasm. “So pale, it would show off my handprint very nicely, but that’s not what’s on the table tonight—this is.”
He drew a finger through her soaked folds, making her shudder.
“So wet and needy. Your body was made to submit. It’s weeping because it wants to be used this way. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, sir.” Chloé whimpered as he circled her clit.
“This is what’s going to happen next. Zayne is going to fill your mouth, and I’m going to fill this needy cunt.” Chloé moaned as he pushed a finger inside and found her g-spot. “Do you want that, petite fille? To be full of cock?”
“Oh God,” she said, shoving her hips back.
“That’s not the right answer.”
He started to pull his finger free, and Chloé quickly said, “Yes, sir. Please, sir. I want it.”
Zayne aimed a feral grin at him as he moved in front of her face, then Ethan added a second finger and pushed back inside.
“What do you want? Tell us exactly.”
Out of her mind with arousal and need, Chloé didn’t even hesitate. “I want to be full of cock, sir.”
Zayne chuckled and took her chin in his hand, then rubbed the head of his dick across her lips. “Of course you do, you dirty little girl. Now open your mouth.”
Ethan watched as Zayne began to slide between Chloé’s lips, and when he was as deep as he could go, a loud growl left him and it was like the starting gun at a marathon—one that was going to last the whole fucking night.
Ethan pulled his fingers free and lined himself up with her eager body. As he entered her tight little pussy, a muffled cry came from the woman connecting the three of them.
“Fuck yes,” he said as he watched his dick disappear, and he looked across the table to see Zayne had done the same. “Look at you. Full, stuffed—the only thing that’s empty is this pretty little hole right here.” Ethan pressed his thumb to Chloé’s ass, and her mewling sound made his balls tighten. “It’s a shame you said no to this. A well-placed toy would’ve felt great massaging my dick now that it’s in you. But rules are rules, and I’m a man of my word. Which means you’re about to get well and truly fucked now.”