Page 41 of Their Reluctant Catch

“We”—I stare at my brother, who grins back—“are going to make love to you.”

“Damn straight.” Colton rises, sets our starling’s chair upright, and gestures for the stairs. “After you.”

I take the staircase two steps at once and shoulder my way into the large bedroom—our bedroom.

Reverently, I lay her down onto the rumpled bedsheets.

Colton moves to stand next to me, and we tower over her.

Savannah props herself up on her elbows. The too-large hoodie and shirt have slipped off her shoulder, revealing creamy white skin.

“Are you going to stare at me or do me?”

“Sassy little minx, isn’t she?” I turn to my brother.

He hums. “That she is.” He folds his arms in front of his chest and gives her a disapproving frown. “I believe you’re topping from the bottom, starling.”

“Ah, but we didn’t agree on any power exchange, did we?”

Colton strokes his beard. We both have them, but his is longer as I keep my facial hair about half an inch, which makes it always look like a week’s worth of growth.

“You’re right. We didn’t.”

“Well, since we haven’t, we didn’t establish who’s the bottom.”

I start laughing. “Oh, sweetheart, we all know who that’s going to be. We’re dominant men, and you like that about us.”

She cocks her head like she’s contemplating my words, but her whole demeanor has softened. “Yeah, I do.”

At her admission, my cock surges to life, and honestly, I don’t know how my knees don’t buckle. “I’ve wanted you from the moment we met.” I place one knee on the bed and cup her face. I brush my thumb over her lower lip. “Do you have any idea how hard I am for you right now?”

She bites her lip. When she tries to shake her head, my hold on her face hampers the movement.

A small hand curls over the bulge in my denims and squeezes.

“Bad subbie.” Colton gets on the bed on her other side. “Do I need to bind those wayward hands of yours?”

Fuck me. “Her pupils just dilated. Do you like bondage, Savannah?”

“I do, Sir.”

The use of the last word shows me she’s slipping into a submissive mindset. I don’t miss Colton’s harsh intake of breath, despite my elation at her admission. My brother is staring at her like she’s a juicy salmon and he’s a bear coming out of hibernation.

“You,” he croaks, then clears his throat. “You like being bound and helpless?”

She bites her lips and nods. “I do. At least, when I get a safeword. Do ‘green,’ ‘yellow,’ and ‘red’ work for you?”

We exchange glances, and I must adjust my dick to a more comfortable position behind my fly. “Stoplight system works fine for me.”

“And for me,” Colton adds.

Maybe we should slow down and talk more, but right now we’re all wound tight and need the tension release. However, we must be careful not to cross any hard limits.

Chapter17

Colton

Todd tilts his head at me, handing me the reins. I might be the quiet brother, but I’m the most dominant. “Today, we’ll explore this insane attraction between the three of us. We haven’t discussed limits, so Todd and I will tread carefully. We use the traffic light system as safewords. Expect us to check in often with you, but you should also use it if something isn’t working for you, okay?”

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