Page 37 of Room Nine: Masters of Control

“I expect that you’ll all be with me…” She hedges.

“Are you asking about anal, Kitten?” Kerr asks impatiently. Honestly, I’m surprised he’s not already naked and stroking his massive cock in her face.

Her eyes grow wide. “No, although I guess I probably should be.”

I sit down next to her on the bed and take her hand. “We have all the time in the world, Angel. At some point, someday, we’ll want to take you together which will mean double penetration, anal, all of it… but we’re in no hurry. When you’re ready, you’ll tell us.”

“And we’ll be thrilled to answer your call.” Kerr nods with a giant, goofy grin on his face that makes her giggle.

“That’s good to know, but that wasn’t the question. I was wondering if you were intimate with each other?”

“Oh,” I say, slightly surprised, even though I shouldn’t be. Many women we’ve played with over the years have asked the same question.

“We’re not bisexual,” O’Dell states plainly.

“Although, when we’re with you, nothing stops us from pleasing you. I’ve seen, smelled, and in some ways, felt everything my brothers have to give. It doesn’t bother us, but we don’t seek pleasure from each other,” Kerr adds. “Let me guess, you didn’t even know this was a thing outside of porn?”

She blushes. “Yeah.”

“So, you watch porn?” His smile gets so big, I think his face is going to crack.

Kyra narrows her eyes, even though she can’t repress her smile. “I’m going to give you another black eye.”

“We have a sparring ring downstairs. Anytime you want to wrestle, I’m your guy.”

“Do you have any other questions, Cupcake?” O’Dell rolls his eyes at Kerr.

She looks from Kerr to O’Dell and then to me. “Are you still hard from earlier?”

O’Dell and I both grab one of her hands and press it against our cocks.

“Yes,” we say in unison.

Her face lights up. “How do we begin?”

To answer her, I lean forward and capture her lips, slipping my tongue inside her hot, wet mouth. I hear Kerr and O’Dell unbuttoning their shirts and kicking off their shoes while I slide my hands under her shirt, pulling it over her head. Standing up, I pull her into my arms, continuing to kiss her as Kerr walks up behind her, his hands circling her waist and going to the buttons on her jeans. He’s kissing her shoulders and drops low to pull her jeans down her long legs.

“Ow!” She jumps, and I’m betting Kerr bit her ass considering he’s chuckling.

I unfasten her bra and then take a step back, getting my first look at our woman completely naked. She’s beautiful, but bruised, and I know I’m not the only one bothered by it when O’Dell curses under his breath.

Gently, I caress her skin. “Are these all from yesterday?”

She looks down and nods. “Yeah, but they’re not much worse than the ones I get sparring at the dojo.”

“I didn’t notice them under the dim lights on the pool table.”

Kyra cradles my face in her hands. “Don’t go getting all soft on me now. I’m not suddenly a delicate flower. I’m still the woman who almost kicked Kerr’s ass, remember?”

Speaking of the devil.

He scoops her up and drops her on the bed, plopping down beside her and caressing her breasts with his fingertips. “Yeah, Dem. She’s fine. She’s with us. I’ve already told you she’s delicious. Now are you going to take your taste, or not?”

The look he flashes to O’Dell, and me says,Snap out of it and get into the moment. She doesn’t want a bunch of sappy ass, overprotective bullshit from us. She wants men who will cheer her on as she kicks ass, handing her whatever weapon she wants to wield.

Silently I nod, remembering what plans we have for our woman.

I work the buttons on my shirt as O’Dell climbs onto the bed. Both my partners are naked and spread out next to her, O’Dell kneading her breasts and sucking on her nipple as Kerr kisses her breathless, his fingers sliding between her legs.

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