Page 99 of Sweet Little Spies

“Get out of those pants,” Tristan ordered while he steppedin front of Carys. He stared at her for a moment, taking in the loveliness ofher flushed face, how her auburn hair tumbled over her shoulders and made acontrast to her skin. He cupped her chin, drawing it up. “You are so fuckinggorgeous. I dream about you at night, and don’t give me back my words because Idream about fucking you and I’m pretty sure you dream about pushing me off ahigh building and watching me fall.”

An impish gleam hit her eyes. “Never, Sir. I dream about youfalling off a boat into the open mouth of a whale.”

If she was joking, they were moving along nicely. Or…shewasn’t joking and he should stay away from the water for a while. “At least itwasn’t a shark.”

Aidan leaned in. “The shark would kill you too fast. Thewhale would start to digest you as you suffocated.”

Definitely staying away from the water. “Good to know.” Butthat gleam in her eyes calmed something inside him. She was an incorrigiblebrat at times, and he loved it. “On your knees.”

She sank to the floor gracefully, her legs spreading andbody flowing into her submissive posture with ease. Her head was down. “I amready to do Sir’s will. Shall I help you out of your slacks?”

She could go as slow as possible, a sweet torture of herown. He couldn’t do it tonight. All he could think about was getting insideher. This was merely an appetizer. “I can handle it. Take care of Aidan fornow.”

Aidan moved in front of her, one hand on her hair and theother eagerly getting his cock ready.

Carys’s lips were turned up, and it was obvious she was inher powerful place. She found it in submitting. He found it in dominating.Aidan…well, he rather thought Aidan simply found it by being with them.

“Take me inside, baby,” Aidan said and hissed slightly whenher tongue licked along his cockhead.

Tris toed out of his shoes and quickly divested himself ofhis slacks. He watched for a moment as Carys worked Aidan’s cock, rolling overhim with her tongue before sucking him deep.

Tris moved to where they’d set the luggage and pulled outhis kit. He grabbed the lube, ignoring the other toys. They would use them alleventually, but this wasn’t play tonight. This was connection. This waseverything.

He grabbed one other item. It was the item that reminded himhe wasn’t safe yet.

When he walked back in, he set the lube and condoms down onthe bedside table.

Aidan was thrusting his cock into Carys’s lush mouth. Trisjoined them. The time for watching was through. “Take me.”

Carys obediently moved over, licking his cockhead andsending sparks of pure pleasure through him. When Aidan tried to move away,Tris reached out to grab his arm.

“I didn’t tell you to go anywhere.” He might never spankAidan the way he did Carys because Aidan didn’t need it, but he did need areminder that Tris was his top, too.

“I thought you wanted…” Aidan began.

Tris moved his hand from Aidan’s arm up to his neck,squeezing lightly. It was easy to see the touch had an effect because his cocktwitched. “You don’t think about what I want. You listen to what I tell you todo. I want her to service us both at the same time. And yes, it means we’lltouch, and I don’t care. Or I do. I want this between the three of us.”

“I know I want it,” Carys said, licking her lips. “I want totouch you both at the same time. I want to play with your cocks. They’re myfavorite toys. I want to suck on one of you and then the other, or you couldstand close together and I could lick you both at the same time.”

“Fuck,” Aidan groaned as he relaxed beside Tris, allowingtheir hips to touch. “I love it when you talk dirty, baby.”

“And I haven’t in a long time.” She looked up at Tris, herlips pouty and full, gaze filled with need. “May I, Master?”

It was the first time she’d called him Master in years. Oh,she’d given him the honorific Master Tristan in the club. She would do that forany Dom, but a simple Master meant he was her Master. He prayed she understoodhow hopelessly in love with her he was even after all these years. In love withboth of them, really. His life didn’t work without these two people. “Yes,love. You may.”

Her hands came up, taking both cocks in her palms and givingthem each a stroke.

Aidan’s hand went around Tris, finding a place at the smallof his back. He was obviously trying to balance himself, but the intimacy senta warmth through Tris.

And then a spark of wild pleasure as Carys touched theircocks together and ran her tongue from one head to the other.

A curse came from his lips, and he stroked her hair as sheplayed with their cocks. They’d never gone this far before. They’d been oddlycareful, he and Aidan. They’d made sure to give each other space, so theyrarely touched when they were making love to Carys.

He knew it worked for some of the threesomes he was familiarwith, but he rather thought they were going to get over their personal malespace stage. Being this close felt good, like they were all together andnothing could break them apart again.

She rubbed their cocks together with obvious delight, and hewondered how long his sub had wanted to play like this. Carys had the sweetestsmile on her face as she sucked Aidan deep and then moved to Tris. Her eyescame up, watching him watch her.

He was never letting them go again. He would do whatever ittook.

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