Page 185 of Bound By Her

Their stares locked.

Seth’s fingers curled around two metal hooks embedded in the wall, holding himself steady. A girl took him deep, her lips gliding over him, while the other licked slowly, teasingly around his balls.

Seth loved it.

He was always a sensation whore.

Bryson didn’t look away.

Neither did Seth.

Heat spread between them—a silent challenge, an understanding.

You little slut.

The words weren’t spoken, but Bryson knew Seth heard them.

Seth flushed under his gaze, his body trembling, thighs tightening.

Above him, Kaydon’s hands gripped Bryson’s ass.

His breath hitched, and Bryson felt him watching, too.

Drinking in the same view. The three of them. Entangled.

Kaydon had never fucked him. It wasn’t that Bryson had never had a cock in his ass, it just had never been by one of his brothers.

He relaxed under Kaydon’s grip, not wanting Kaydon to think that he wasn’t into it. He loved Kaydon, and really the joke was on Regan if he thought this was a punishment.

If Regan thought it would humiliate him to have his brother fuck him, he was wrong.

The sound of a belt cracking against skin sent a jolt of arousal through Bryson. Kaydon grunted, his fingers finding Bryson’s hole. Lubed fingers pressing against his entrance, and Bryson submitted to it.

It wasn’t as sensual as with Adria, but it was pleasurable, just in a different way. Bryson continued to watch Seth get closer and closer to the edge, his own arousal growing with each of Kaydon’s fingers and each snap of the belt.

Bryson imagined the red marks on Kaydon’s back, each stripe lined one above the other. He pictured Adria, pressing her legs together, trying to stop her wetness from sliding down her legs. Secretly thinking about touching herself.

Bryson bit into the gag as Kaydon entered him.

Gripping his ass, Kaydon started slow, but after a few passes he started pumping into him. Bryson felt his body stretch to accommodate Kaydon’s dick. His body alightwith sensation and pleasure. Spit and cries came out of Bryson’s mouth around the gag. His jaw hurt, pussy juice slick on his face, and he inhaled the scent of sweat and sex.

When Seth shot him a look with pleading eyes, Bryson shook his head. Just a small motion that only Seth would see.

Seth needed to wait.

In response, Seth scrunched his face, concentrating.

Kaydon shook behind him. He was close as well. The next belt crack had Kaydon doubling over Bryson’s body. His stomach pressed into his back, and Kaydon’s hands clung to Bryson’s shoulders. Part of the belt snaked around Kaydon’s thigh and got Bryson as well.

He moaned.

Fuck yes, hit us again.

Pressing his ass back, it pushed Kaydon back as well. Willing the next crack. Kaydon and Bryson moaned together with the next one.

On the next hit, Bryson knew they were both there. He nodded at Seth.

The three of them all letting go simultaneously. He could hear Seth coming and feel Kaydon spasming into him. Bryson rode alongside time, allowing the next crack to push him over the edge.

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