Page 55 of Happily Undead in Dark River

He reached into the pocket of his tactical pants and pulled out a long length of silken rope. Judge gave him a warning look. “X…”

X just grinned and pulled out another length from the pocket. I looked down at his pants. “Are they like Mary Poppins bag or something?” I looked between the two of them. “Why is Judge glaring at you like that?”

He leaned forward, taking my hands in his. “Have you ever heard of Shibari, Love?”

I screwed up my nose. “Like the sushi?”

X threw back his head and laughed. He laughed so hard that I thought he might have passed out if he’d actually had to breathe. I tried to pull my hands away, but he held them firmly, but gently. “No, Love. Not like sushi. It's an art form really. I find it quite relaxing.” As he spoke, he wrapped the ropes twice around my wrists, pushing it through and tying a knot. It happened so quickly, I wondered if I’d imagined it. They weren’t tight like you’d imagine. “It was originally a way to tie up criminals in Japan, but I think it serves a far better purpose right now, don’t you think?”

Judge was shifting from foot to foot, but I could feel the desire in his stare as X lifted my hands over my head and ran the length of rope down my back. Judge lifted a hand to stop him. “You have to ask first, X. This isn’t the 1900’s anymore. Do you want X to tie you up, Rainey Day? He won’t do anything you don’t want or I’ll feed him his own balls. I’m right here.” I looked at Judge, then back at X. His eyes were clear and earnest, but with a heavy dose of lust that made my skin prickle.

X stepped closer until his body was pressed against my front. He passed the rope around my waist, his hands working behind my back to create complex knots that passed under my breasts and over my shoulders. “What do you say, Love? Want to play? I promise you’ll like it, and all you have to do is say stop and we’ll go and drink tea and watch Monty Python. Scout’s Honor.”

“You were never a Boy Scout,” I breathe.

His smile is wicked. “You’re right. But I’m pretty sure you are still going to enjoy my version of the three-finger salute,” he whispered against my lips, then shifting down to kiss the curve of my shoulder, his hands moving quickly and with an assurance that seemed to chase away my nerves. Tex had stepped closer to Judge, and Judge was quietly describing what was happening.

The rope moved down to my waist, and X breathed in my scent.

He looked over his shoulder at Tex. “Come here Snakelet. Keep our girl entertained while I finish these knots.” Tex was beside me in a moment. His lips were barely an inch away. “Okay?” he whispered, the heat of his breath cooling on my lips. I nodded, and I felt X’s fingers trace up the inside of my thigh. “Say the words, Love. Snakelet needs to hear you.”

“Yes,” I breathed on a sigh as he kissed the back of my knee. He undid my jean shorts and slid them and my panties down my legs. He let out a small groan at the sight of my dripping pussy but went back to the task at hand. He laddered the knots down my leg in a complex pattern. Even I could appreciate the art the silken rope created next to my skin.

“I’ve wanted to do this since I stepped foot in your house. It was like you bought it with me in mind,” X said, looking over at Judge with a raised brow. Judge’s face was completely impassive, but his eyes were blazing with heat. “While you were away, I made a couple of minor modifications, Love. You’ll never even notice unless we are doing what we are doing right now.” I had no idea what he meant until he jumped and clung on the exposed cross beam of my cathedral ceiling. Oh. He’d installed shiny gold rings to the cross beam.

He was sexy as hell as he hung there by one arm and threaded the ends of two ropes through the rings suspended from the beam. Tex knelt in front of me and took my silk-covered nipple into his mouth, my camisole strapped tight to my body. I moaned, the sensitivity of my nipples increasing tenfold. X jumped down, his body pressed against my back as Tex lapped at my breasts. He’d dampened the silk, and when he blew cool air over the area, I moaned loud, my nipples pebbling painfully.

“Ready, Raine?” X murmured in my ear. He never called me by my name, and I nodded in my shock. He reached down, ran a hand over the globe of my ass, then smacked it hard. “Come on Love. Remember, you need to use your words.”

I moaned as he ran his hand over the area he’d just slapped. “Yes,” I hissed.

He smiled at me and kissed me tenderly. “Good girl. The safeword is Baton, in honor of the one up your Sheriff’s arse,” he chuckled as I frowned. “Just say the word, Beautiful, and it all stops.” Then he pulled the ropes and I was pulled off my feet. My body twisted to the side and X hummed in satisfaction, like an artist who is seeing his hard work come together for the first time. Judge walked over, holding my body to his chest, making sure the ropes didn’t pull against my skin too hard. X stopped raising me when I got to about three feet off the floor.

Cock height.

There was a delicious dance between pleasure and pain that had me panting as the silk rope tugged against my flesh. X pulls one final piece of red ribbon out of his pocket, binding my foot on the leg that was already crisscrossed with ropes, and using the ribbon to attach it to my hands behind my shoulders.

He stepped away, sucking in a breath between his teeth. “Fuck, you are the most beautiful being I’ve ever seen, Raine Baxter.”

With my left leg pulled tight behind me, my toes almost touching my fingers, and my right leg hanging loose to the floor, I am bared to them all. I’ve never felt sexier than in that moment, displayed like a butterfly on a board, every single one of them looking at me hungrily.

“Snakelet, on your knees. You look hungry,” X commanded, and Tex dropped to his knees beside me eagerly. I don't know how he did it, but X had made me exactly face height for Tex.

Tex licked up my thigh, his tongue running over the tender flesh exposed between the ropes. When he reached my upper thigh, he nipped the bulging skin. This felt so good, I wasn’t even worried my thigh looked like a trussed ham. When he buried his face in the exposed core, I bucked, but I was suspended in place. I tried to pull him tighter with my other leg, but X made a disapproving noise that had me stopping instantly. “Uh uh, Love. Don’t make me tie your other leg. I’m taking it easy on you right now, given this is your first experience as a rope bunny.” He knelt beside my head, bending down so we were eye level with each other. “Are you enjoying this?”

“Yes,” I groaned as Tex’s tongue ran over my clit. Shit. X leaned forward and kissed me like it was the first time and the last time. There was a desperation in his kiss that made my chest hurt. Then he stood up and moved away. He looked hotly over at Judge, and there was a fire in his eyes when he looked at his friend that I hadn’t noticed before. “She's all yours.”

Judge looked between X and me, then took X’s spot by my head. He leaned forward, his hands running over my restrained body in awe.

“He always was a fucking artist,” he murmured. “But you were already the perfect canvas.” My skin prickled where he touched, every stroke heightened by the burn of the ropes. He leaned forward and kissed me, pushing me back into Tex’s plundering mouth. He kissed me deeply, somehow in sync with Tex. My climax came out of nowhere, thundering over me in a scream. Judge looked down at Tex, his face glistening with my release, and his eyes got even hotter. He shed his pants in an instant, and Tex followed suit. Judge looked down at Tex, his eyes appraising the other man in all his naked glory. And fuck he was glorious.

“Take your Mate, Lover Boy,” he commanded, and Tex lined his body up with my exposed core. “I love you,” Tex moaned as he pushed inside me and I whimpered with pleasure. I wanted to scream and cry and make freaking animal noises with how good it felt. I closed my eyes and let my head hang forward as the sensations washed over me were like nothing I’d ever felt before. I felt confined and free.

Judge’s cock tapped against my cheek, and I opened my eyes. “Open for me, Rainey Day. I can’t wait to fuck that beautiful mouth.”

I parted my lips as he slid the solid length of him into my mouth slowly. He looked over his shoulder at X. “Are you not joining in?”

X had his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly but with a tight fist. “No. When I have Raine, it will be just me and her and I will make her scream my name so even you’ll hear it from the diner. We’ll have plenty of time to all play together.”

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