Текст книги "A Turn of the Screwed "

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Chapter Nineteen

Keith tossed the sandwiches, because they’d been sitting out on the counter for five hours at that point. Instead, he got Noel cleaned up and cuddled, naked except for the cuffs and collar, in a blanket on the sofa before he put a frozen pizza into the oven.

On his phone he found a slew of text messages from Scott, asking how everything was going.

He thought about it. This wasn’t a convo he wanted to have in text.

Everything’s copacetic. We’ll talk later. Be My good boy.

Scott responded almost immediately with a smiley face.

After he got the pizza out of the oven and sliced, he brought it and a can of parmesan cheese out to the living room, and a couple of glasses of iced tea for them.

She snuggled against him. “Well, that escalated quickly,” she joked.

He couldn’t help laughing. He slung an arm around her shoulders and drew her in, cuddling her, kissing the top of her head. “Regrets already?”

“No…Sir.”

Fuck. Despite the marathon sex that day, his cock wanted to stir again.

No. Down, boy. Stay.

They really needed to talk.

Actual talking talk, not talking that quickly devolved into more hot, delicious sex.

Although, to be honest, the sex had been really hot, and not just because he’d been able to let his Dominant out of its cage and unleash on her in a way he’d almost been reluctant to do sometimes with Scott.

Ragey, angry murderfucking…very hot. Check.

“I feel like I owe you an apology,” he said.

“Why?”

“Because we really didn’t talk. We sort of did things backward. I prefer negotiations first. And I take the blame for that.”

“Yeah? Well, don’t. I’m an adult.” She looked up at him. “I’m not complaining. Seriously. I could have stopped you at any time. As long as you weren’t just bullshitting in there when you said all that stuff.”

No, he definitely hadn’t been doing that. “No bullshit. I meant every word.” He stared down into her brown eyes, her earnest gaze.

The hope now residing there, something that hadn’t been there that morning.

That morning, she’d looked miserable. Hopeless. The same look she’d worn since he’d met her.

Now…she looked beautiful and at ease.

He leaned in and gently, tenderly kissed her. “It won’t all be whips and pain, either.” He stroked her cheek. “Just sometimes.”

“I’ve wanted a baby,” she whispered, sounding close to tears. “I really have. But when I’d talk to Scott about it before, he never committed, always had a reason. Then…”

She didn’t continue.

“Then he admitted he was gay and you were afraid to have one with him,” he said.

She nodded.

He cupped her chin first, his hand sliding down, around her throat, resting there but not squeezing.

Protective.

Possessive.

“I’ve wanted kids, but was afraid I’d never have any of my own unless I adopted or hired a surrogate.”

“I have another condition,” she said.

He actually felt relieved by that, afraid this train was going too fast, a runaway. “What condition?”

“You both have to be in the delivery room with me. And you have to help with diapers and stuff.”

He couldn’t contain his laugh. “Seriously?”

She nodded, his humor draining away as he studied her expression.

“You are serious, aren’t you? You really don’t care if it’s mine or Scott’s.”

“No, Sir,” she said. “I don’t care. That breeding fantasy sounded fine by me.”

His mouth went dry. “You and I need to get to know each other a lot better.”

Now she smirked. “I let you pierce my nipples. I think we’re good.”

“I’m serious.” His hand never left her throat. “I’m not just in this for fun and games. I’m in this for life.”

“I know,” she said. “I envied Scott because I could see it in your face when you’d look at him. I could see how much you loved him. It broke my heart because I knew he loved you back, and I couldn’t get between you two. If you can feel even a fraction of that for me, and I can still have Scott as my husband, then I’m good. Just promise to never make us break up.”

He leaned in again, still holding her throat, and kissed her. Gently, tenderly. “I promise,” he whispered. “I will never make you two break up. I told you, I take good care of what’s mine. And from now on, you and Scott both belong to me.”

“Yes, Sir. That’s what I want.”

He released her throat and tightly held her. “Holy crap,” he said, his chin rubbing against the top of her head. “What the hell have we gotten ourselves into?”

“Too late to back out now, Sir,” she said, sounding amused. “You broke it, you bought it.”

“Broke it?”

“Well, broke it in. My ass,” she added. “You just ruined me for any straight guy by taking charge and giving me what I needed. Not just by fucking my ass. I meant all of it. Especially the way you took charge.”

A hot image filled his mind. Of Scott, naked and on his back, holding his legs up and open while Noel pegged him and gave him a hand job. All while he fucked her sweet ass and reached around her, holding the Hitachi against her clit.

His cock stirred.

Fuck.

“I don’t know, baby,” he said. “Maybe you’re the one who ruined me for any other gay guy.”

* * * *

They talked after they finished the pizza.

And talked.

And taallked…

When her phone rang, where it was sitting on the coffee table, she reached over, looked at it, and started to sit back without answering. “It’s Scott.”

He reached over, picked it up, hit answer, and held it to her ear.

“Hi, sweetie,” she said, her face heating at the stern expression on Keith’s face.

“Hey,” Scott said. “How’s everything going?”

“Okay.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

Keith arched an eyebrow at her, an evil smile filling his face as he made her take the phone and dropped to his knees in front of her on the floor.

“You sound weird,” Scott said. “Are you okay?”

Keith pulled the blanket aside, where she was naked beneath it, and shoved her knees apart. His gaze never wavered from hers.

“Yeah. Just the storm has me jumpy.”

He hooked his hands around her ass and pulled her forward on the couch, her legs dangling over his shoulders.

“Is everything okay between you and Keith?”

Keith dug his fingers into her ass as he buried his face in her pussy, sucking hard on her clit and nearly making her scream before he eased up and started flicking it with his tongue.

“Everything’s…fine,” she said, hoping she sounded reasonably normal.

“Look, he texted me earlier that…well, you were drunk and hitting on him. If something happened between you two, it’s okay. I told him I’m okay with it.”

She stared down at Keith, who was looking up at her again even as his tongue flicked her clit.

“We’re good,” she said.

Keith lifted his head. “Tell him what I’m doing to you right now, girl.”

She swallowed hard.

“Was that Keith?” Scott asked.

“Yes,” she squeaked as Keith lowered his mouth to her clit again, his eyes still boring into hers.

“What’d he say? I couldn’t hear him.”

“He told me to tell you,” she whispered.

There was a long pause before Scott responded. “Tell me what?”

“What he’s doing.”

“What’s he doing?”

Her breath caught in her throat, her gaze locked with Keith’s. “He’s between my legs,” she whispered. “I’m sitting on the couch, and he’s on the floor between my legs, licking my clit.”

“Holy shit,” Scott whispered. “What happened today? I’m good with it, but what happened?”

Keith raised his head. “What’d he say?”

“He asked what happened today.” Keith arched an eyebrow at her. “Sir,” she whispered.

“Fuck,” Scott said. But she knew that sound. It wasn’t a bad fuck, it was a holy crap I’m horny fuck.

“Tell him, girl. Tell him everything that happened, start to finish. Short version.” Keith went back to licking her clit.

It was hard for her to even think. “He made me suck his cock first,” she said. “Then he tied me down to the end of the bed, spanked me for getting mouthy, and fucked my ass while he shoved a dildo inside my pussy and used a vibrator on me.”

She could see Keith smiling as she spoke, and it only fired her own need.

“Then he took me into the shower, cleaned me up, made me suck him again to get him hard, and fucked my pussy.”

“Wow,” Scott whispered.

“Then when we got done in the shower, he called a friend of his who came over. Keith tied me down onto the dining room table and fucked me while the guy pierced my nipples. Then we ate dinner and now he’s licking my pussy.”

Keith reached up and took the phone from her, an evil grin on his face. “Boy, where are you?… Good. Don’t you dare touch your cock. Not even to pee. Pee sitting down. Do you have that butt plug in?… Good boy. I own you, and now I own her, too. When you get home tomorrow, there’s going to be a new way of doing things around here with everyone happy and getting what they want and need. Understand?… Good boy. Love you, too. Now tell her and say good-bye so I can finish eating out my girl’s sweet pussy.” He held the phone up to her ear again.

Scott sounded like he was close to coming. “I love you, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m good with this. Really. I swear.”

“Love you, too,” she said.

Keith ended the call, dropped her phone to the couch, and wrapped his arms around her thighs as he buried his face between her legs. She let her head fall back on the couch, closing her eyes as she moaned.

He growled into her pussy, nipping her clit and making her yelp before he buried his tongue inside her again.

She squirmed, moaning, begging, pleading for mercy, but it only drove him harder, making him lick and suck until, finally, she tipped over the edge and came again. When she finished, he stood, unzipped, and then shoved her legs up and wide apart as he sank his cock into her.

Like that, he pounded his cock deep into her pussy, her knees pressed against her shoulders, her sore nipples rubbing against her thighs. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head against the couch.

“Get used to this,” he said, his voice deep and thick with need. “At least for the next few weeks while I get the new-toy sex out of my system. I’m normally good for one in the morning and one at night, on average. I guess you and Scott will have to take turns after that.” His predatory smile widened. “At least I’ll have him here to help me make sure you stay well-fucked.”

He leaned in and sucked her lower lip into his mouth. “I have sooo many dirty thoughts rolling through my head, baby,” he said. “Get used to having a well-beaten ass, too. Going to make sure you don’t get bored.”

Then his eyes fell closed as he took one last, hard stroke and made that noise again.

One that would have made her instantly wet if she wasn’t already…and filled with his cock…which was pumping his cum inside her…

Oh, boy.

* * * *

Oh, boy.

He couldn’t remember being with a woman ever feeling this right, this good before. Yes, he knew looking back over his teen years, even before, that he’d been gay despite trying to conform until his midtwenties.

Not that he thought he wouldn’t be gay if he’d been with someone like Noel back then, but damn, it would have set the bar a lot higher for guys over the years.

He leaned in and kissed her, taking his time, his hands still pinning hers over her head.

“Sorry,” he whispered. “I meant to do more talking.”

“We were talking. Then Scott called.”

“Yeah.” He kissed her again. “How the fuck am I so lucky that not just Scott, but you, too, walked into my life?”

She stared up at him. “I think I’m the lucky one,” she said. “I get to keep him and have you, too.”

He smiled. “That’s where you’re wrong. I get both of you.” He leaned in again, first nipping, then sucking the side of her neck, making her squirm and cry out below him.

When he finally lifted his mouth from her flesh, he inspected the mark he left behind. “Oh, baby, that’s just the first of many marks of mine you’ll wear,” he said. “I was thinking about getting Scott a tattoo at some point,” he said. “Not right away. It’s one thing to get a piercing that’ll heal up if you take it out. I was thinking maybe at our one-year anniversary. Guess I’ll have to make sure you both get them.”

The trust in her eyes, it nearly broke his heart. He felt like a dumbass that he hadn’t figured this out sooner. “And I need to get you a day collar,” he said. “One you can wear at work.” He sat up, bringing her wrists up to his lips and kissing first one, then the other. “A bracelet, maybe,” he said.

She nodded.

He stood, pulling her forward so she could suck his cock clean. While she did, he stroked her hair, twining it through his fingers. “Such a good girl,” he murmured.

Noel let out a happy moan around his cock.

“You really like it when I say that, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she mumbled around his cock.

He pressed her head against his body, forcing her to hold still with his soft cock in her mouth. “That’s because you’re my good girl,” he said, his thumb stroking the back of her head. “And I promise, from now on, I will take very good care of you.”

Chapter Twenty

Scott had almost forgotten about what he’d find awaiting him when he got home that night. He was exhausted from the long shift, storm-related calls for emergency service keeping every available agent busy pretty much nonstop.

It finally hit him about halfway home when he heard his phone beep that he had a text. At a stoplight, he checked.

It was a text from Keith.

Hope you’re not too worn out, boy.

His cock stiffened. That was right.

The call yesterday.

He’d barely had time for the occasional text since then. Yes, he was still wearing the butt plug. He’d had permission to take it out for his brief two-hour break earlier, where he’d taken a nap on an air mattress in an empty office before going back to work.

When he walked in, he heard the TV playing in the living room but couldn’t get a clear view from the doorway. Keith, who’d been sitting on the sofa, stood, a smile on his face. And that was when Scott realized his Master was naked.

“Ooh, look who’s home.” He snapped his fingers, pointing at the floor in front of him.

Scott dropped everything in his hands and hurried over. As he rounded the corner into the living room, the coffee table came into view.

More accurately, what was on the coffee table.

Noel, blindfolded and tied spreadeagle to it. Legs wide open, and…

As he dropped to his knees in front of Keith, he realized Noel indeed sported matching nipple rings.

Keith laughed as he ruffled Scott’s hair. “Yep, matching pets. I love it. And I left you a gift.” He fisted Scott’s hair and forced him, on his knees, around to the end of the table where Noel’s completely bare pussy lay exposed.

Shoving Scott’s face into her pussy, Keith’s tone dropped into full-on Master. “Eat my pet out really good. And thank me for the privilege of leaving a couple of loads of my cum in there for you for extra flavoring.”

“Thank You, Sir!” Scott eagerly buried his face between her legs, licking her clit, dipping his tongue deep inside her pussy, savoring the taste of her, the taste of him.

Together.

Never in his wildest dreams—okay, maybe not wildest, because he’d had some pretty damn wild fantasies, but never in his most realistic dreams had he thought his hopes would come true.

To have both of them.

To not lose either.

Noel moaned as Keith plunged his fingers into Scott’s hair again, holding his head in place. “How’s my pet taste, boy? With that extra flavoring. Since yesterday, I’ve fucked her in every hole, filled her with my cum, multiple times.” Keith squatted down as Scott’s tongue sped up, knowing Noel’s signs, knowing she was damned close.

“I’ve had a butt plug up that sweet ass of hers when my cock wasn’t in it,” Keith said. “And what a sweet ass she has. She told me that you’d never fucked her ass. Well, not only did I take care of that, I broke her in, with a dildo up her pussy at the same time.”

Noel came, loudly moaning.

“That’s my good boy,” Keith said. “Make sure my pet comes hard. I told her that from now on, I will make sure she is taken care of like that. If not by me, then by you. Or sometimes both of us. Is that a problem, boy?”

“No, Sir,” he mumbled into her pussy, his cock aching, straining.

“I especially own her ass. You don’t get to fuck her ass unless I give you permission. In fact, you don’t get to fuck her, period, without my permission. Although there might be times, like now, that I order you to make her come.”

He let go of Scott’s hair and walked around to her head. Spreading his legs, he straddled her head, his balls hanging over her mouth. She eagerly started licking and sucking Keith’s balls, even rimming him, it looked like.

Keith stared into his eyes, a pleased smile on Keith’s face and his cock already hard. “Make her come again,” Keith ordered. “I had her tied to the bed this morning using a vibrator on her while she sucked my balls. I love the way she screams when she comes hard. It feels so fucking good.”

Scott redoubled his efforts, using two fingers in her pussy as well. Under him, Noel twisted, straining, still moaning until another, louder cry, muffled by Keith’s sac in her mouth, just about made his own cock explode.

“Yeeesss,” Keith hissed. “Just…like…that.”

Scott couldn’t help moaning at how hot this was. Noel was obviously enjoying it.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” Keith said, reaching for the TV remote. He changed it, then grabbed his phone and swiped through to something. On the TV, Noel was tied down, this time to the dining room table.

Video.

“I didn’t want you to miss this,” Keith said, getting up and walking around behind him. “So watch while you’re eating my pet out.” Keith dropped to his knees behind Scott and reached around, unfastening his pants and shoving them and his briefs down.

“Good boy. You did have it in.” Keith pulled the butt plug out and dropped it onto a towel on the floor. Then Scott heard the snick of the top on a bottle of lube being uncapped right before Keith’s thick knob pressed against his ass.

Keith grabbed his hips. “Don’t stop making my pet come,” he ordered as he sank his cock home balls-deep inside him.

On the video, Keith was filming himself fucking Noel on the table, narrating what was going on as she got her nipples pierced. The sounds of her coming on the video filled the air as she echoed those sounds in real life.

Keith leaned in. “She and I have talked. She’s good with a little bedroom humiliation,” he said. “So I hope you are, too. Because there will be times I tie her up and make her beg to be included, and times I’ll make you suffer while I make her head explode.” He took several hard, fast, deep thrusts inside Scott’s ass.

“Is my poor boy horny?” Keith playfully asked.

“Yes, Sir,” he mumbled into Noel’s pussy.

“Good. You’re going to have to earn that orgasm if you want it. Keep licking her. You’ll notice she has a butt plug in right now. If you press on the base, it’ll send her into orbit.”

Scott did, his attention pulled between the great fucking he was getting, his now dripping, rigid cock, and keeping Noel coming.

“That’s the sound I love to hear,” Keith said. “She got her ass striped earlier today, just because I wanted to. You should have heard her beg for the caning. I’d kept edging her for an hour, told her if she wanted to come, she’d need to earn it. That good girls beg for canings from their Masters to keep them in line. She’s got some nice stripes on that beautiful ass of hers now.”

On-screen Noel was now filled with a load of Keith’s cum and obviously enjoying herself.

“I fucked her good, boy,” Keith rumbled in his ear. “I fucked her like I own her, because I do, just like I own you. And now that I have a new toy, you’re both going to be getting a lot of fuckings and beatings for the next few weeks. Like later, after I get it up again, maybe it’s going to be you tied down, with her on top of you. You’re going to eat her pussy out and make her come nice and hard while I fuck that sweet pussy. And you’ll clean up every last drop of my cum from her when I finish. Then she’ll be allowed to suck you dry.”

Scott was struggling not to come, Keith’s running, filthy, sexy narrative combined with the fucking, and with what he was doing to Noel, and the video playing.

“And you were right,” Keith said. “She is good at blowjobs. So good that she’s going to give you lessons on how to blow me. I want you to learn her technique. Lucky you, she’ll be fucking your ass with a strap-on while she’s teaching you.”

Under him, Noel was writhing on the table, trying to twist away from his persistent mouth despite her bonds, even as she moaned her way through another orgasm.

“My pet will be sleeping in bed with us every night now,” Keith said. “I’m teaching her the proper positions, too. She’s a very quick student. I think everyone’s going to be happier in this house from now on. She’s not alone anymore, you two can stay together, and I get two pets for the price of one.”

That thought tipped Keith over the edge, and he grunted, slamming his cock deep into Scott’s ass as he climaxed, filling him, making Scott moan.

After a moment, Keith pulled out and slapped his ass. “Get naked, untie my pet, get the butt plug out of her, and bring her into the bedroom. And take her blindfold off.” He stood and walked down the hall.

Hands and legs trembling, Scott climbed to his feet, getting his shoes and socks off so he could remove his pants and briefs. He ripped his shirt off over his head and started untying Noel. When he removed her blindfold, he started to lean in to kiss her, but then Keith called out from the bedroom.

“I didn’t give you permission to play with my pet. I gave you orders. You better not be messing with her.”

She laughed as he helped her up off the table. “Let’s not keep Sir waiting.”

The laughter was a sound he hadn’t heard in…

Two years. Not like that. Crystal clear, like bells, not muted and forced.

“Are you okay with this?” he asked.

In response, she turned, leaned over, and grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them for him and exposing the base of the butt plug. “Would I be doing this if I wasn’t?”

* * * *

Noel muffled her moan as Scott gently pulled the butt plug from her and tossed it onto the towel with the one Keith had pulled from Scott’s ass. Then they walked down to the master bedroom. They heard Keith washing up in the bathroom. On the bed lay the Hitachi, plugged in and ready, along with a tube of lube.

“Girl, bend over the bed and let my boy lube your ass again,” Keith called out.

She did, moaning at the feel of Scott’s fingers working lube up her ass.

When Keith emerged from the bathroom, he walked over to the bed and sat on the end, next to her. “I just washed up, so you’re going to suck me and get me hard again, girl. Then I’m going to turn you around and you’re going to back your ass onto my cock and beg me to let Scott fuck your pussy.” He reached over and grabbed her collar. “And beg me good, or I won’t let him.”

He pulled her down between his legs, onto his cock. A quick student with a horny man to teach her, she now knew exactly how to prime his pump. And considering how much they’d already played today, she suspected this would be the last load she’d be able to coax from Keith tonight.

But maybe he’d let her go after Scott.

Scott let out a noise from where he stood watching her, his cock hard and a drop of pre-cum leaking from the end.

Keith grabbed her by the head, firmly, and guided her motions, taking control. “You were so right, boy. She is a better cocksucker than you. Look at her. Look at my beautiful pet sucking my cock. Isn’t she gorgeous?”

“Yes, Sir,” Scott said.

Aaand now the sadist was hard. He pulled her off his cock and turned her around, pushing on her back to make her bend over before grabbing her hips. “Boy, lube up my cock.”

She heard Scott do it, the sound of Keith’s appreciative sounds.

“Good boy. Now, girl. Beg me to fuck your ass.”

“Please, Sir. Please shove your cock up your girl’s ass!”

“Then back up here and sit on my cock, if you want it so badly.”

He guided her. “Boy, reach between her legs and hold my cock for her.”

Scott did. And her heart fluttered as she looked up into his blue eyes and saw his gaze focused on her, the sexy smile he wore.

He blew her a kiss.

She blew one back.

Then Keith’s knob pressed against her rim, and instead of taking it easy, she shoved herself back and onto him, hard, moaning, enjoying his hiss of pleasure.

“Damn, girl,” he said, his fingers digging into her hips. “I didn’t order you to do that but now that you have, I know you’re able to do it more often.” He reached around her, up, cupping her throat and stretching her body out as he pulled her against him.

“Boy, you want into this pussy?” Keith asked.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Girl, you’d better do some begging on his behalf.”

“Please, Sir. Please let your boy fuck your girl’s pussy!”

Keith’s mouth was next to her right ear and his breath, warm, washed over her flesh as his voice rumbled. “Tell him who owns you.”

“Sir owns this girl.”

“Tell him exactly what I own.”

“Sir owns this girl’s pussy, ass, mouth, nipples, everything.”

“That’s right. So, boy. Your turn. Tell me who owns this girl.” Keith’s hand over her throat wasn’t closing in, just warm, gentle pressure reinforcing her role and his.

She loved it.

Scott didn’t even need any prompting. “Sir owns his girl, all of her.”

“Good boy. I think I’ll let you fuck my girl. She’s never had two real cocks inside her before at the same time, but she’s good at taking my cock and a toy at the same time. Put your cock inside her and hold still.”

She let out a moan as Scott’s cock filled her, stretching her in a way she hadn’t felt with the toys.

“How’s it feel having boy’s cock in you, too?”

“Good, Sir. Thank you.”

“Boy, grab the Hitachi. Girl, you know my rule. Keep your eyes open. Doesn’t matter if it’s me or if it’s boy, if one of us is facing you during sex, you keep your eyes open and watch.”

“Yes, Sir.”

She stared into Scott’s eyes and saw the familiar submissive glaze there that he’d had with her…and knew her own gaze had to look pretty similar.

Scott pressed the Hitachi against her clit.

“Boy, you’d better not come until I tell you you can,” Keith ordered. “Turn on the Hitachi.” Keith wrapped his other arm around her waist while keeping the hand on her throat. “And scream your head off, girl,” he said before he bit the side of her neck.

Scott switched on the vibrator and her world exploded. Or maybe it finally came together again. She didn’t know.

What she knew was as she forced herself to keep her eyes open and look at Scott, he was meeting her gaze, and Keith had his teeth clamped down against her flesh. Pleasure, pain, all of it blended together as Keith growled against her flesh.

“Oh, look at that,” Keith said. “I can feel you coming. How’s it feel making my pet come with my cock in her ass, boy?”

“It feels good, Sir,” Scott said, his tone sounding strained.

“Don’t you dare fucking come, boy. Not yet.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Helpless, she laid there, pinned between the men, impaled on their cocks with wave after wave of pleasure spinning through her. She didn’t know for how long until Keith finally spoke up. “Okay, boy,” he said, now sounding hoarse himself. “Fuck my girl and come. Fuck her nice and hard.”

Scott kept the vibrator pressed against her clit as he fucked her, keeping her coming. It didn’t take him but a few hard strokes before he was climaxing.

Keith reached for the vibrator, kept it pressed against her clit. “Don’t take all day, boy. Finish up and then get on your knees and clean my pet up.”

“May I kiss your girl first, Sir?” he asked.

Keith chuckled, “Yes, you may kiss her.”

Scott grinned as he leaned in and kissed her, hard, deep, pressing the vibrator against her body even more.

“Thank you, Sir,” Scott said as he straightened and withdrew. “Thank you for letting me fuck your girl and kiss her.”

“You may always kiss my girl without my permission, unless I tell you you can’t,” Keith said. “Now on your knees.”

She let out another moan as she felt Scott’s tongue slide inside her, accompanied by satisfied noises she suspected were from Scott tonguing Keith’s balls, too. After a couple of minutes, Keith turned off the vibrator and dropped it onto the bed, rolling over with her under him. He fucked her, hard and fast, her nipples sore where the new rings rubbed against the sheets.

She didn’t care. The feel of his weight pressing her to the bed, his cock inside her, it felt right. Perfect.

He reached up and grabbed her hands, lacing fingers with her and squeezing as he climaxed and filled her ass.

Laying there, catching his breath, he finally kissed the back of her neck. When he next spoke, he sounded like Keith, not Sir. “Let’s all go grab a shower and talk.”

* * * *

If Scott died right then, life couldn’t be any more perfect. As he followed Keith and Noel into the shower, he realized his dreams had come true.

In the shower, Keith pulled him in for a long, deep, loving kiss. “You all right?”

“I love you, Sir,” he said.

Keith smiled. “Let’s talk as equals. And I love you, too.” Keith pulled Noel in for a kiss. “Obviously, you two aren’t getting divorced. Not if I have anything to say about it. But Noel has something to talk to you about.”

He focused on her and realized she was now blushing.

Hell, she’d been speared by both their cocks and hadn’t been the slightest bit embarrassed.

She finally spoke. “I want to have a baby,” she said, looking back up to meet his gaze. “I told Keith I don’t care which of you is the father.”

Scott realized what she was saying. “A baby?”

“Yeah.” The pink in her cheeks deepened. “Keith was mindfucking me, talking about you two breeding me, and he realized it made me horny. I want to have a baby, Scott. You know I have.”

Keith interjected. “We’ll wait, obviously. Make sure we settle into this new dynamic okay first. But I think once we’ve been together for a year, if we’re all in agreement, then we can make that happen for Noel.”

Scott nodded. “Yeah. I’d like that.” He looked at her. “I love you, sweetheart. Thank you.”

She smiled. “I love you, too. I should be thanking you.” She reached out and poked him in the chest. “Went through two years of stuff before we got to this point, though, so I’m thinking I’m going to enjoy watching him beat your ass.”

“Here’s the rules she agreed to,” Keith said, filling Scott in. Pretty much the same rules he’d agreed to.