Page 42 of Forever Theirs

My friend leaned in until his lips pressed to her ear, whispering something I couldn’t hear despite leaning forward and angling my good ear in their direction to catch his words. Whatever was said had her cheeks flaring bright red and lips parting on a soft gasp.

A hand flew up to cover her open mouth. “You wouldn’t dare.”

Miles’s responding smirk was sharp. “Fucking watch me. Now turn that ass around and place both palms on the wall for me.” His deep tone rumbled around the room, leaving no room for argument.

A needy groan rattled up my throat. I shifted along the stiff couch, gripping my throbbing cock to adjust where it pressed against the fly of my pants. How in the fuck was I hard as stone and everyone’s clothes were still on?

“You’re p-playing with me,” Aspen stuttered in utter shock—and maybe a healthy surge of arousal based on the way she clenched her thighs together.

“Nope. Do as I said, baby girl, or you’ll earn additional licks to that perfect backside.”

Wide dark eyes shifted my way, drifting to my lap, where my hand was wrapped around my cock still tucked away inside my jeans. I studied her reaction to ensure there wasn’t a hint of hesitation or fear lingering there. Yesterday, she gave carte blanche consent and promised to let us know when we took it too far, so we had to trust her to know her own limits and say something if she wasn’t on board.

Having waited long enough for her to comply of her own free will, Miles wrapped both hands around her waist and whirled her around with ease. Both of her palms slapped to the wall, preventing her from falling over when he jerked her hips back. A hand tangled in her long hair, he forced her chin to tip up and back into an arch, shoving her perfect peach-shaped ass higher in the air.

“You say stop, and we stop. Understood?” Miles grated out through clenched teeth. At her whispered yes, he hitched his chin my way. “Want to help me serve out her punishment for taking unnecessary risks?”

“It was necessary—” The loud smack to her right cheek cut off her words, followed by a high-pitched squeal. “I needed a razor, you assholes.”

Miles smacked her other cheek with just as much force as the first. “All you had to do was call us, and we would’ve gone to fucking Seattle to get you one. When you committed to giving this a try, you signed up for us taking care of you—in every way.”

Not needing to be asked twice, I leapt off the couch, pausing next to Miles to wait for directions. This side of Miles was a fucking blast, and I couldn’t wait to find out what he had planned for both me and Aspen. What Aspen probably didn’t realize was that she scared Miles, and this was how he responded. He needed to remind her that she was important and regain some semblance of control over the whole situation.

Maybe this was his version of therapy.

“Since you weren’t aware that you should call or text us, that we’d do anything for you if you asked, today’s punishment will lean more toward the pleasure side than pain.” Aspen whispered a curse and dropped her head as far forward as Miles’s grip on her hair would allow. “But don’t get me wrong, baby girl. You’re still getting this ass spanked. We’ll just have Aiden sweeten the deal.”

“I like the sound of that,” I said, stroking a single finger along Aspen’s cheek. “What do you have in mind?”

His free hand moved around her waist, slipped under her long-sleeved shirt, and pressed to her bare skin. Aspen’s gasp turned into a needy whine as his fingers danced along her stomach, playing with the waistband of her pants.

A wide grin spread across Miles’s face. “How about you eat her tasty cunt while I spank her ass until she remembers that we’re always here for her and her safety should always take priority, no matter the situation?”

“Yes,” Aspen rasped between heavy breaths. “Solid plan. Ten out of ten, five stars, and a stamp of approval on this plan.”

With an arched brow directed my way, Miles landed a third hard open-palm smack to her ass. The sound echoed around the room, almost covering Aspen’s string of muttered curses. Almost.

“I don’t need your sass.” He leaned in close until his hard dick tenting his jeans rubbed against her sore backside. “And it’s ‘Yes, sir’ during punishments or when I’m inside you. Understood?”

Hand shoved down the front of my pants, I squeezed my dick hard at the familiar sensation of an oncoming orgasm. “Fucking hell, man, watch your words. You’re going to make me come in my damn pants.”

Miles’s hazel eyes rolled to the ceiling at my dramatics. “You took care of yourself fine with nothing but your hand yesterday after she rode your lap, and for the last thirty damn years. I’m sure you can do the same thing again while you kneel to eat her pussy.”

I could only blink at him.

Holy fuck.

Did I just die and end up in threesome heaven?

“If you’re done whining, get on your knees and help me bare her to us so we can get started.”

Dipping beneath her arm, I stood so Aspen was between us and pressed my lips to hers in a searing kiss. “You ready for this?”

Pupils blown wide, lips parted and swollen, she nodded.

“Good, because I dreamed of how you would taste all night. Let’s find out if I was right.”

I dropped to the hardwood floor in front of her, never looking away from those dark eyes of hers. Cupping the back of her thighs, I slowly slid both hands up until they reached her waistband, fingers toying with the top button.

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