Page 13 of Brandishing Beginnings

Jason groaned into our kiss, his massive hand wrapping around the side of my face, holding me to him as he thrusted into my hand. He pulled away a moment later, pushing his jeans over his hips. I rose up on my knees, helping him get the jeans off. It took some maneuvering and a hand from Marcos, but Jason was quickly naked and I was sinking back down onto his bare thighs.

My core throbbed, clenching down as if my body sensed how close it was to being impaled on that gloriously thick cock. I was briefly aware of Marcos and Nico stripping down as well. “You ever dabble in BDSM?” Nico asked from beside me.

I looked over to see his shaggy blond hair pushed out of his face, his blue eyes sparking despite the dim light. His lean body was ripped and tanned, a scattering of blond hair covered his chest and lower abdomen. Nico was kneeling back on his heels, his thick thighs coated in a fine layer of blond hair, with a trimmed patch of hair at the base of his equally impressive cock. “Fucking hell.” I muttered the words, feeling a sense of fear for the first time that evening.

Were they all fucking hung like horses?

I looked over my shoulder to check out Marcos. He was shorter than Jason and Nico, but thicker and heavier. His Mexican heritage gave his skin an olive tone, his arms were covered in thick muscles and black tattoos, but his body was hair less, besides thesmall patch of black curls on his chest. He clearly manscaped everything down below. His cock was equally as impressive as his buddies, thick and long and ready to fuck me.

“Maya?” Nico ran a finger along my jaw, turning her face to look at him. He had a serious glint in his eye. “Did you hear me?”

“Uh, what’s the question?” I swallowed thickly, unable to focus as my eyes trailed over him again. His golden skin was flawlessly beautiful.

“Have you ever dabbled with BDSM before?” Nico asked me again, his voice steady and even.

My mouth parted slightly in shock. “No,” I murmured. I felt my cheeks heat as a blush rose across my skin.

“Do you know the basics of what it is?” Nico asked.

“Power play, submission and dominance. Bondage and pain.” I replied.

Nico gave me a dazzling smile. “And if I told you the three of us were into that?”

I felt my heart racing in my chest. Marcos’s hands slid around me, warm against my hips before they skated along my belly. “You want to tie me up and hurt me?” I asked, fear racing down my spine.

“Not tonight.” Marcos murmured in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “Maybe another time…pain can be sensual and enhance the pleasure.”

A shiver slid over my body as the heat from his breath and hands mixed with the dirty words he spoke, clashed with the cool room around me.

“No, nothing so advanced tonight.” Nico shook his head. “Tonight, you would just listen to us, move where we tell you, do what we say.”

I licked my lips as his words drifted over me. Power play is what he was implying—they wanted to take control of me…and I wanted nothing more than to give it to them. “OK.” I agreed.

A slow grin spread across Nico’s sexy face. “No safe-words tonight. Tonight, you say no to something and we stop, OK?”

I nodded slowly, my mind racing a mile a minute trying to comprehend everything happening. It felt like everything was moving a million miles an hour, yet too slow at the same time. Marcos hands on my belly were rough and calloused as they rubbed against my smooth skin. His warmth embraced me as I leaned back against him as he pressed opened-mouth kisses down the side of my neck.

“Need to hear your words, darlin’,” Jason said. His voice was low and gravelly, sending shivers down my spine. He gripped my thighs, rubbing his hands up and down my legs.

“Yes.” I breathed shallowly, my breath catching in my throat. It was all almost too much. I needed them to really touch me, not just skate around it.

“Yes, sir,” Jason corrected.

“Yes, sir.” I immediately repeated.

“Good girl.” Jason smirked.

Groaning, I jumped forward and kissed him again, my lips barely reaching his, as Marcos held me tightly against him.

Jason met me halfway though, his large hand cupping the side of my face again as he opened for me and kissed me passionately. My eyes closed as I lost myself to my senses. Jason’s hands slid up from my thighs to my hips, before he slid my body forward. Marcos eased up on his hold, letting his buddy move me forward, so my bare pussy slid over the barbells of his dick.

“Oh fuck,” I gasped, breaking the kiss.

Jason laughed wickedly before slid me forward further, my slick folds sliding over his piercings. My hands braced on his shoulders and ground down on him, my body’s lubrication assisting me. “That’s it, darlin’,” Jason intoned. His voice a low spicy timbre that just drove me utterly wild. “Use my cock to make yourself come.”

I whimpered, but did as he said.

“Have you ever had one back here?” Marcos asked. His fingers trailed over my back entrance, circling my puckered hole.

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