Page 79 of Complete Me

“Yes. What’s your safeword?”

God, why is his bossy voice so damned sexy? “Spawn.”

“Good, Bear. Xander, what’s your safeword?”

“Manderley.”

Another pause. “Good boy, Kit. Now, I want you to touch Bjorn. Caress his bare skin. Feel the silkiness of the rope. But no more than that.”

I expect the touch, and I want it. But it doesn’t come. I wait. And wait. Almost a full minute passes, and Xander still hasn’t touched me. My skin is vibrating with anticipation. My nerves tingle as I try to predict where and when Xander will finally touch my body. And still, it doesn’t happen. Kaino hasn’t made more instructions, so they must be okay with this. A hand lands on my neck, and I jump, inhaling sharply. “Fucker.”

“You love it.” The grin in Xander’s voice is clear as a bell, and I laugh in response. That is, until he ghosts his fingers along my jaw and down my throat, circling the hollow at the base before trailing lower. “Ohh, the rope is very soft. I expected it to be rougher.” It sounds like he’s facing the other way, so I assume he’s speaking to Kaino.

“We use hemp for our meditation. I bought the bamboo especially for my two favorite people because I knew this scene would happen at some point.” Kaino sounds very smug, and they should be. This rope is silky and sexy as hell.

“Thank you, vennen. That was very thoughtful of you, and I love it.”

Xander smooths his hands across my shoulders and down my chest. The not knowing where he’ll touch is as much torture as pleasure, and my body is thrumming with the suspense. He brushes his fingertips over my nipples, and I moan. “Fuck, yeah.”

“Mmm. You love when I do that.” He rolls the hard nubs between his thumbs and forefingers, tugging gently, then squeezing just a little too tightly, and I gasp. I do love it. And I want him to do it again. Instead, he trails his fingertips lower, across my abdomen. The air in front of me changes very slightly, and there’s a soft thud on the carpet before I feel Xander’s hair tickling my inner thigh and calf. Oh god, he’s kneeling between my legs. In this very vulnerable position, with my legs spread wide, thighs falling open, pulled up almost to chest level, I’m more exposed than I’ve ever been, helpless, and for a moment I panic. But just as quickly, the fear is replaced by excitement. Or, maybe not replaced, but overshadowed. The fear is still there, or it wouldn’t be exciting. “I want to do more than touch you, but I’m not allowed to yet.”

Kaino’s voice, now a little gruffer than before, draws my attention. “Xander, just because you can’t touch, doesn’t mean you can’t tease.”

Oh fuck, that’s hot! I have no idea what they mean, or what they’re trying to imply, but I’m here for it. Well, I’d be here for it even if I wasn’t tied to the bench. Xander continues to tease me with light touches, running his fingertips along my inner thighs and over my abdomen but never actually touching my dick. “Kaino said you could touch my bare skin, Doc.”

“And I am.” He caresses my hips and outer thighs.

“I’m not sure if you noticed, but my dick is right in front of you, and it’s covered in skin.”

Xander snorts. “I’m not here to think, and neither are you. If I’m not mistaken, this is Kaino’s time to do the thinking. We do the doing.”

“Exactly.” There’s a hint of amusement in their voice.

I groan in protest. It may come out as a whine. “I want my dick touched. Scratch that. I want my dick sucked.” I won’t get what I want, but it’s worth a shot.

“Do you?” Xander’s warm breath wafts over my dick. I nod and try not to whimper. “You know what I want?” This time I shake my head. “I want to touch you here.” His fingers glide down the backs of my thighs. “And I want to touch you here.” The heat in his voice is making me so fucking turned on, and I’m practically vibrating as he brushes his fingers around my hole.

“Oh, fuck!” My hips jerk, and I roll them up, exposing more of my ass. “God, yes. Do that again.” Instead, he continues to tease, his fingertips gliding close again but then fluttering away to caress down my legs and over the soles of my feet. I try to jerk back when he tickles my arches.

“Xander!”

Xander’s touch pauses, and his voice sounds like he’s turned around. “Kaino?”

“What do you want to do, Kit?”

A wicked chuckle is Xander’s first response. “He looks so good like this. His cock is jutting straight up, begging to be sucked.” Xander has the best ideas.

“Bear, is that what you want?”

If my hands weren’t pressed against the back of my head, I’d be nodding quickly and reaching for Xander. “Yes. Yes, please. I want that.”

I can picture the smirk on Kaino’s face. “Go ahead, Kit. But don’t let him come.”

Knowing Xander like I do, I’m expecting him to eagerly swallow me whole. Instead, he reaches out and tweaks my nipples. I gasp in surprise and pleasure, arching into the slightly painful pinch. A bead of precum trickles down my cock, the sensation like a teasing caress, and it’s so damned erotic. My hips jerk again. “Look at you. So eager.” Some part of Xander grazes over my balls and up the length of my cock. It’s not until I feel his warm breath against my skin that I realize it must be his nose. “God, you smell so good.”

“I taste good, too.” Pressing my feet into the edges of the bench, I try to thrust the tip of my cock where I imagine his lips are, but the ropes keep me from moving too far. Instead of his mouth, I feel his index finger and thumb lightly circling the base of my cock, stroking me with a frustratingly feather-light touch. “Xander. Please, baby.”

As if it helps, Xander’s soft lips tease the head of my dick, the pressure still too light to be satisfying. “Is this what you want? My mouth?”

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