Page 251 of Bound By Her

He didn’t press hard, but he put his hand on Kaydon’s mouth, restricting his air this time. Leaning down to his ear, he whispered, “I think I want you to come while you’re unconscious. Have you come down Seth’s throat while you’re lifeless on this fucking floor?”

Bryson bit into Kaydon’s neck, marking him.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Kaydon moaned when he bit him.

Bryson stood and grabbed a hold of the underwear Seth wore.

He pulled until the wedgie lodged itself so far up Seth’s ass crack that Seth squirmed in pain under him.

“Keep servicing your brother,” Bryson said firmly.

CHAPTER 64

NORTH CAROLINA

Adria watched the scene unfold before her. She had a hard time believing this was the same group that had been bound in her mud room twelve months ago.

Confident, compliant, and reserved. They were a vision. No one in the room would be able to find fault in her work.

Theirwork.

Bryson gave as much as he took, and she was confident the entire room felt the love between the three.

It was a beautiful dance. One that didn’t happen overnight.

The Triune would leave her alone after this. There was no questioning the transformation that had happened here.

Scanning the room, there was one piece missing.

“Where is Kate?” she asked Eric.

He whispered in her ear, “Bryson had me walk her to her car.”

That was curious.

She watched as Bryson pulled so hard on Seth’s underwear that it ripped. Seth whimpered, and his legs shook. Adria pressed her thighs together.

“When the scene is over, take Seth and Kaydon to their rooms, and help the guests find their way out.”

Eric eyed her. “And Bryson?”

“Him and I need to talk.”

With people clearing out, Adria said her goodbyes and saw through the final throes of the party before turning her attention to Bryson.

As instructed, Eric had removed Seth and Kaydon for aftercare, and Bryson knelt alone on the stage, awaiting further instructions.

Drawing her body close to his, she could feel his eyes on her. Without looking back, she grabbed his leash and started upstairs.

Bryson followed without question.

As they ascended the stairs to her room, Adria could hear the house falling into silence. Even Bryson was quiet at her feet.

No smart remarks, no questions. Truthfully, the lack of flippant banter had her stomach doing flip-flops.

Clearing the stairs, they moved to her office, and Adria passed through quickly, making her way to her bedroom. Her stomach continuing to tap dance.

---