Page 82 of Pucking the Team

Slade crosses to me, cupping my face in his big hands. “We’re going to take such good care of you, baby. Tie you up, tease you until you’re begging…” He punctuates his words with a deep, claiming kiss that leaves me breathless.

When he releases me, Alex is there, spinning me to face him. “Enthusiastic consent, stop means stop,” he says, something we’ve all gotten into the habit of saying to each other. I love how the guys are protective of my boundaries and how they always confirm that everything we do in the bedroom is consensual. “I want to stretch you out tonight, let Thompson finally take his turn. And we’re going to edge you the whole way there.”

I practically mewl in need. We’ve engaged in light edging before, but the promise in his eyes tells me this will be more. “Full-on orgasm denial?” I ask.

Alex nods. “Yeah, until I say you’re ready. Are you okay with that? I don’t want you coming until Thompson is inside of you, but that might mean doing stuff to pull you back to the edge. Light punishments, but nothing that will leave a mark, and you can say stop at any time.”

I nod, almost dizzy with desire. Alex and I have been exploring these lines one-on-one together, and although I didn’t have much experience in kinkier sex prior to our relationship, I’ve learned how pleasurable it can be when you fully trust your partner.

This is what I’ve been aching for all day—to be at the mercy of my four amazing men. My body thrums with anticipation as Alex leads me over to the bed. With a gentle push, he has me sprawled across the plush white duvet.

“Arms above your head,” Alex commands in that deep, rumbling voice that never fails to make my toes curl. I obey immediately, pulse racing as I watch him pick up the red silk ropes.

Alex and Slade take their time binding my wrists to the headboard, the slide of the ropes against my sensitive skin an erotic caress. They make sure I’m comfortable but secure—I couldn’t get free even if I wanted to.

Which I definitely don’t.

Then Alex and Slade secure my ankles to the footboard, spreading my legs wide and leaving me completely exposed to their hungry gazes. A shiver runs through me. I’m so vulnerable, totally on display for them.

The four of them stand at the foot of the bed, drinking in the sight of my bound body like a pack of wolves eyeing their prey. The intensity in their eyes makes heat bloom across my skin.

“Fuck, you look incredible like this, baby,” Slade rasps, his voice rough with desire. “All tied up and desperate for us.”

“Should we leave her like this for a while? Let the anticipation build…” Lukas muses with a wicked smirk. He trails a finger lightly up my calf, making me shudder.

“Please…” I whimper, arching towards his teasing touch. I’m already so worked up from Ryan’s earlier ministrations.

“You want us so badly, don’t you, Emma? You’re dying for us to fill you up,” Alex says, control in his tone.

“More than anything,” I pant, my body thrumming with need. I pull against my restraints, desperate for more contact. “Please, I need you…”

Ryan steps forward, trailing his hands up my inner thighs, maddeningly close to where I’m aching for him. “Don’t worry, baby, we’ll give you what you need. But first, we’re going to make you feel so good…”

He parts my pussy with his fingers, rubbing teasing circles around my clit again. I let out a strangled moan, my hips bucking up into his touch. Ryan just grins, keeping his touches feather-light and not nearly enough.

“Look how wet she is for us already,” Alex comments to the others. “Our perfect little toy, all bound and needy.”

Slade climbs onto the bed, straddling my chest so that his erection hovers near my face. Without prompting, I open my mouth, eager to taste him. He feeds me his cock inch by inch until he hits the back of my throat. I relax my jaw, taking him deeper, reveling in the weight of him on my tongue.

“That’s it, baby, you take me so well,” Slade praises gruffly, one hand fisting in my hair. He starts to thrust shallowly, fucking my face with increasing urgency.

I moan around him as Ryan continues his maddening teasing between my legs. He circles my clit, rubs through my soaked folds, but never gives me the pressure and friction I’m craving. Tears of frustration prick at the corners of my eyes. I’m desperate to come but utterly at their mercy. I buck my hips, trying desperately to get to where I want to be.

“Ryan, stop now,” Alex commands. “I see what you’re doing, Emma. You’re not allowed to come yet.”

I groan in frustration around Slade’s cock, and the rumble must feel great to him because I can feel him tense. He lets out a moan that lets me know he’s close.

“Slade, you’re not allowed to come yet either,” Alex tells him. “Save that for when you’re inside her later. Give Lukas a turn.”

Slade reluctantly pulls his cock out of my mouth with a groan. I whimper at the loss, my mouth feeling empty without him stretching it wide.

But then Lukas is there, taking Slade’s place astride my chest. His green eyes are dark with lust as he grips himself and rubs the swollen head of his cock teasingly over my lips, smearing them with his pre-cum.

“Open wide, baby,” Lukas purrs. “Take my cock like a good girl.”

I part my lips eagerly, and he thrusts forward, filling my mouth in one smooth glide. I moan around him as he starts fucking my face with deep, powerful strokes.

Lukas is rougher, more demanding than Slade, holding my head still as he uses my mouth for his pleasure. I love the slight edge of dominance. It’s less than what I get from Alex, but still totally different from any of the other guys.

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