Page 21 of Possession

Chapter 12

Joseph

When we steppedout of the locker room, I threaded my fingers through Madeline’s free hand. I’d noticed Nat hadn’t released his hold on her since the second he touched her upstairs. Connected as a trio, the first place we headed once inside Black Light was to one of the semi-private alcoves off to the right side of the dungeon floor. I could feel the excitement humming through my veins and all around us. We were all anxious to play. The curtain to the semi-private room remained open. Nat got off on people watching him.

“Strip,” Nat ordered when we’d barely entered the room. His already dark countenance darkened even further. His flirtatious comment upstairs had been pushed aside and his Dominant, controlling side was fully at the forefront, his energy now entirely focused on his submissive.

Slowly, Madeline peeled each side of her dress down over her shoulders then gave a light tug to detach it from her breasts. She giggled at our expressions when she pulled strips of something off them. “Double-sided dress tape,” was her only explanation. The dress slid off her hips to puddle on the floor before she stepped out of it.

“Wait,” Nathaniel stopped her when she moved to bend down and pick it up. She halted and he knelt at her feet, picking up the dress to hand to me, and then he slid his hands down her calf prompting her to raise her leg. She balanced herself with a hand on his shoulder while he removed one heel, then her other. He set them off to the side before returning his hands to her legs, gliding them up her calves and higher when he rose to his feet again. He continued his trek, fingers lightly tracing the pink marks left behind by the adhesive she’d recently removed.

“This looks painful,” he murmured in regards to the outline left on each breast.

Madeline’s hair fluttered around her face when she shook her head. “No, not—”

Her words ended on a gasp when Nat bent and soothed the mark with his tongue.

“—really,” she finished.

“Oh, it definitely looks like it hurts. I think I need to soothe your ache.” He continued giving each breast his attention with lips, tongue, and fingers as he gently plucked at each nipple before gently molding her flesh.

“Will you soothe all my aches?” Madeline breathed out, a flirty tone in her voice.

Nat pulled back to stare down at her and paused. Then, in all seriousness he replied. “Every last one of them, pet.”

There was a brief moment of silence as she absorbed his words and realized what he meant. He cupped her cheek and slowly lowered his mouth to hers. The kiss was gentle to start, but passions rose and Nat deepened the connection, his tongue plundering her mouth, learning her taste. Madeline wrapped her arms around him, her fingernails leaving moon-shaped divots in his back as she clutched him tightly to her, like she was marking him. I loved watching them together. It appeased the voyeur in me. It satisfied me deep down to see the spark between them. I knew there would be times when we’d all three be together and when we’d have our own time with Madeline. Tonight was about the three of us, but in this moment, it needed to be about them. We had plenty of time to explore.

Nathaniel raised his head, both of them out of breath. Madeline’s expression was one of dazed arousal. He directed her to the bed and when she was settled he began removing his clothes. He shot me a glance that I took as my cue it was time. My heart rate accelerated even faster. I was more than ready to join the party. We planned on taking her to the edge, catching her when she fell over the side, and letting her spread her wings and soar.

I looked over at Madeline where she’d raised herself up on elbows to watch us disrobe. Her legs were slightly parted, and her wetness glistened on her thighs and pussy. Once naked, we set our pants and shoes next to her clothes. It struck me for a moment seeing our clothing laying together like that. It was such an innocuous thing, but it felt right seeing them tangled up, like our bodies would be soon. When I turned back, Nat had already made himself comfortable next to our sub. Again, their tongues dueled and his hand squeezed and molded her breast.

My eyes drifted down to her center. I wanted to lap up her juices like a man starved. My cock lengthened at the thought of being inside her. Her mouth had been amazing, and I knew her pussy would fit like a glove, but what I wanted tonight was to slide deep inside that ass. I wanted to watch my length disappear in her hole, stretching it wide, before pulling almost out and then opening her up again. Not wanting to wait a second longer, I joined the party.

I climbed onto the bed, pushing Madeline’s knees up toward her chest. I settled back onto my heels at her feet. My hands gripped her ankle and gently tugged, coaxing her to open further. She moaned into Nat’s mouth and followed my unspoken command. Her lower lips were plump, pink, and wet with her slick juice. The small nub at the top was swollen and peeking out between the folds just begging to be nibbled on. Her asshole was exposed and I fisted my cock, squeezing it hard to distract myself from the sight. Soon that little hole would be stretched wide. In the meantime, I wanted to feast.

Madeline moaned and arched into my mouth when I leaned down and ran my tongue from anus to clit, stopping to suck on it and give it more attention. I wanted her writhing with the need for release beneath us. I wanted her begging us to fill her cunt and ass at the same time. A groan rumbled in my chest at the thought of her strangling my cock.

“Tell us about Vince.” Nat’s command was firm and come out of nowhere. Well, not really. I knew he’d been stewing on it since before we’d left headquarters to pick Madeline up tonight.

I glanced up when it took her a moment to react to his question. Her expression shut down and she tried moving away from our touch. Neither of us were having it. My grip tightened on her hips holding her in place while Nat fisted her hair even while he continued his assault on her breasts.

“Why did you break up?” He bit her nipple firmly, but not enough to cause harm.

“Oh, God,” she gasped.

“It’s Master, actually.” He could be relentless when it came to getting what he wanted. And tonight, he wanted answers. Which meant that we were going to keep her on the edge of an orgasm until she gave him what he asked for. Once she did, the pleasure would be worth it. Until then, she was going to have to beg for release. After she answered his questions of course.

Adding to the sensual torture, I flicked my tongue across her clit. She whimpered with need, her hips bucking to seek more contact. I smacked her pussy lips and she cried out at the sensation.

“Answer Nat’s question and we may let you come. Otherwise, we’ll continue denying you the thing you want most.”

Madeline’s skin glistened with sweat, her gorgeous face flushed with exertion, and her eyes were glazed with arousal. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.

“He couldn’t give me what I needed,” she let out on a gasp of air.

We were partway to the truth. Now it was time to get it all. My mouth lowered and I lapped at her cunt, licking and sucking, drawing her engorged clit between my lips and pulling gently on it. I grazed it with my teeth, then soothed it with a swirl of my tongue. She thrust up into my mouth, chasing the orgasm she was yet again going to be denied. I pulled back and she cried out.

“What did you need, pet?” Nat’s words were muffled against her neck, but I heard them nonetheless. He punctuated his question by nibbling on the sensitive area in the crease. She cocked her head to give him better access, but ignored his second question. He pulled away and stared down at her, his eyes glowing with displeasure. Her eyes opened and she stared up at him dazed.

“I think we need to come to an understanding here. Twice now you’ve ignored my questions and for the most part I’ve let you get away with it. That stops right now. When I ask you a question you either give me the answer or you respectfully tell me to mind my own fucking business. But this silent treatment isn’t going to fly with us. Now, I’m going to ask you one more time. What did you need that he couldn’t give you?”

Madeline lowered her gaze and inhaled then exhaled, letting it out ever so slowly, I was guessing to either buy time or for courage. When she spoke, she did so quietly, and I missed whatever it was she said. Nat, however, jerked. Oh, shit. Maybe she told him to fuck off. But then his body relaxed and he gave her a look I’d never seen on his face before. It was one of such tenderness. He brushed her hair back from her face and laid his forehead against hers while they breathed in each other’s air. Happiness unlike any I’d ever felt before flowed through me. Nat had so much shit in his past, he deserved love. Maybe more than anyone I knew. He was hard to love though. Mostly because he kept so much of himself locked away. He did it to avoid being hurt. Some people didn’t take the time to look past his hardness. So, for him to connect so quickly and easily with Madeline made me happier than ever for the man who was like a brother to me.

“Say it again, pet. Louder this time so Joseph can hear you.” His voice held a husky quality, like he was holding back some emotion.

Her gaze moved slowly between the two of us before stopping to rest on me. “It’s you. He couldn’t give me what I needed, because you’re what I’ve needed. The both of you.”

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