“We love you, too,” Knox and I say almost in unison.
I get on my knees and hold them both.
“You’re ours, baby.” I kiss her shoulder. “Ours to love and protect.”
“And take care of and spoil,” Knox adds.
She lets out a long sigh. “Wow, I’m so emotional lately,” she jokes, I guess to lighten the mood.
Knox goes along with it. “Brain chemical dumps are the best worst things ever.” He looks over at me and winks. “Is our Mistress pleased so far?”
“Your Mistress is pleased,always.” She runs her hands through his hair. I think it’s more comforting to her than him. “So, guys, did you like this scene?”
She’s switching the mood of our conversation, which is fine. Knox and I get onboard fast.
“Oh yeah. That was hot.” He looks so damn proud of himself. “What about you, Alex?”
I rub the back of my neck, gearing up for what I want to really say. “Yeah, that worked nicely.” It’s good that we’re talking about it now. Knox needs to see how quickly we can communicate because we’re all on different wavelengths with our kinks and limits. The only way to keep it safe and fun is to check in frequently until we get the hang of it.
“I’m relieved it’s over though,” I say, looking our girl. “I want something I wasn’t comfortable getting when the door was open.”
“Oh?” She stands and smiles at me. “What’s that?”
“I want you to peg me.”
She’s done it before. Tons of times. But not with Knox in the room. Not…forKnox.
“I want you to prep me, so I’m able to take him.”
Knox grows still on his knees. The silence in the room is deafening as the song switches to another sultry beat.
“Are you sure?” He stands, clearly nervous that I’m going to take this away from him any second.
“Definitely.” I snatch him by the throat and kiss him fiercely. “I did say you earned a reward, didn’t I?”
Chapter 42
Knox
My entire body buzzes like I’ve licked a toaster in the bathtub.
Sophie’s standing at the foot of the low-profile bed with a strap-on harnessed, and I’m at the top of the bed, on my knees like a good boy.
I’m such a good boy.
I’m, like, thebestboy.
Vault crawls between us, and my mouth waters when they kiss. It’s slow and sensual and I find myself leaning in, as if drawn to them by some magnetic force.
Sophie’s eyes flutter open. She looks at me and crooks her finger.
I crawl forward. “What would you like, Mistress?”
“Suck me off.” She grips the length of her strap-on like it’s real. “Get it ready for Vault’s pretty ass.”
Swallowing hard, I lean forward and take the skinny dildo into my mouth. It doesn’t taste good, but Vault’s hand on my backside makes it better.
“Soon it’ll be his cock in your mouth, pup.”