Page 57 of Bonds of Fate

“You can ask him if he wants to, but don’t be sad if he says no. Alright? Up.” Luca’s smile droops as he realizes he’s rock hard under his towel, gaze locked on the cock-cage.

“Uh-oh, it’s not going to fit.” Even after Luca is fully soft, it’ll be a tight fit.

“Hold on to me, baby. I’m sorry.” When Luca’s hands are on his waist, Gideon drops the towel, momentarily awestruck by his beautiful mate. Wrapping an arm around Luca’s waist, he takes his small balls in his hand andtwistsgently but firmly, careful not to let him pull away because he truly doesn’t want to hurt him.

“Owwww, sugar. Ow ow ow.” It’s enough to get his erection to flag (but not Gideon’s, becausefuck!), and when he’s got the cage on, he has to be extra careful not to pinch the delicate skin in the latch.

They’re both breathing hard once it’s on, and Gideon lets go. Luca has only ever worn a cage two other times, early in their relationship—once for an extended period, while they figured out how to get Luca’s addiction under control and the other on their run in the mountains.

“I forgot how this feels—weird but comforting. Like I want to get hard, but I can’t. Not to spoil the punishment or anything, but can I maybe wear this more often?”

Gideon mentally face-palms.

“Bend over the bed, baby. We’re only halfway there.”

Luca whisper-sings, “Ohhhh, ohhhhhh, livin’ on a prayer.”

Holding back his smile, Gideon knows he’s doing just fine.

Luca leans gingerly over the bed, careful not to pull on the cage. Gideon lubes up the prostate massager, which is only the width of a large finger but almost twice as long. “Push out.”

With Luca’s help, Gideon presses it into Luca’s tiny hole slowly until the base is flush with his rim. His moans are loud in the quiet room, and Gideon gives him a minute to get used to the two sensations.

“Oh, my goddess. It’s not even on yet. What did I do?”

Gideon can’t help a tiny smile at the regret in Luca’s voice. Pre-come is dripping through the bars of the little silver cage, and Gideon wants to lick it up, maybe see if he can get him to cry a little.

Maybe after dinner.

“The last thing, baby. Who do you choose for the code?” This might be the hardest part, although Gideon knows who it will probably be. “Let me see who’s staying after dinner before you decide.”

Gideon types a quick group text, and the responses are almost immediately affirmative. “Everyone’s in except Rowan, who might not stay. He’s worried about a rebound.”

Luca nods and pretends to be deep in thought, although he already knows who will get the honors. The massager app has an access code, and it’s downloaded to everyone’s phone; it can be used simultaneously by up to ten people. Luca just needs to worry about two tonight.

“Jay and Finn.”

Just as Gideon thought—the others can be either too enthusiastic (Leo and Rowan) or a tad sadistic (Grayson and himself). Nix doesn’t have a phone yet, and Gideon hopes Nix will be too busy with Luca to worry about being left out.

Which reminds him he’s going to need to have thattalkwith him soon.

“Sounds good. I’ll text them, so you don’t have to worry about it. We won’t begin until after dinner, and I’ll check in before.”

Gideon hugs him to his chest and sighs. Luca is going in for his nipple, but the clock is ticking, and Gideon has one more thing he wants to do before they head down. “I thought you were going to pick out something pretty?”

“Yes!” He skips into Gideon’s closet, where he keeps some of his prettiest things, and comes out with a short red dress with a full tulle ballerina-style skirt. The top is strapless, and when he pulls it up and Gideon tightens the corset in the back as tight as he can, it sits firmly under his nipples, pushing his pecs up so they’re on display.

The bottom half of the dress is short and unlined; it’s rarely chosen because the tulle is rough on Luca’s dick, and he’s rarely in the mood, though pants are never an option. When he turns around, the bottom of his cheeks is visible, and from the front, just the edge of the silver of the cage.

It’s beautiful and filthy, and Gideon can hardly wait to show their mates.

“Are you sure? Baby, that won’t be comfortable to sit in at all.”

“What? I can sit, see?” He goes to his bum in a perfect side sit, knees daintily to one side and feet to the other.

“Not after I’m done with your spanking.” The spanking is more for him tonight than for Luca, although they both enjoy it. If the red dress is staying, Gideon wants that juicy butt toburn.

“Gideon! Why? You never said that before.” More noise about how unhappy he is about the spanking while he assumes the position over the bed and pulls the skirt up.

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