“I’m sure you’re quite good at what you do, Beaumont. But you are missing your other half, and you do so rely on one another. I have no doubt you have the ability to throw the poor girl an orgasm or two.” Jasper strokes over Lucky’s vulnerable throat. “But without Dominic, I don’t believe you have the discipline to truly wreck your submissive with painorpleasure.”
Oh.
Oh, dear.
At the mention of Dominic, the good-humored smile around Beau’s mouth flatlines. His hand pauses on my clit, and I bite down on my lip to stop from begging.
“Now that’s a bit rich, considering you’re too afraid of yourself to even touch her,” he bites out.
Jasper gives him a sharp look. “Careful, Beaumont. I warned you about this.”
Lucky seems to be holding his breath. He glances at Jasper, then Beau. I find myself doing the same thing.
Jasper warned Beau? About.. . touching me?
Beau slaps my pussy lightly, and I flinch at the shocking, sudden sting. Jasper lets out an equally sudden hiss. He straightens, his fingers tightening on Lucky’s throat.
Lucky arches into the touch, his lashes fluttering closed.
“You have a mighty big mouth, Jasper. I think it’s about time you backed it up.” Beau comes around and smiles down at me. Lifting his glistening fingers, he paints Lucky’s cum over my lips like war paint. “Funnily enough, I’m feeling the need to expand my horizons. How about a lesson—sadism 101?”
Beau leans down and teases my mouth with a slow, silken kiss. It’s the kind of kiss that loosens my mind and un-tenses every muscle. Drugging. Endlessly delicious. His shirt abrades my nipples, and the scent of him invades me.
When he pulls back, his breath fans against my lips and the golden-brown glints in his eyes have been swallowed by want, and I’m trembling with the need to rub myself all over him.
“Beaumont.. .” Jasper breathes, staring at us.
Color crests in his savagely beautiful cheeks. I vividly remember writhing on Beau’s lap, my legs split wide around Jasper as he bared me to the room. It’s the only time he’s touched me,kissedme, and I’d been too lost to sensation at the time to watch him.
Ineedto watch him.
“I heard your concerns,” Beau says. “But it looks to me like you have a perfectly willing submissive right there. I’m sure he’d be happy to give our girl a demonstration on how to be a good little pain slut.”
“You persist in putting her within my reach.”
A muscle tics in Jasper’s jaw as he finally looks up at Beau. His displeasure curls between them like black smoke, and Lucky shivers in his grip, watching Jasper with a heavy-lidded expression.
Beau slides him a wry look. “I heard your warnings, Jasper. We’ve all heard them. But I think our girl needs to see a demonstration—let her decide for herself what she wants to get herself in for moving forward.”
Jasper’s eyes flick down to watch Beau play with me, indecision flickering over his face... along with devious hunger.
My heart twists as I realize what Beau’s doing. He helped me build the courage to talk to Lucky. Dom was completely off the table, of course, but he even helped me plan for Jayk. I didn’t talk to him about Jasper, though. It felt too out of reach, given Jasper’s reservations, and I didn’t know how to broach it.
Apparently, Beau does.
Lucky’s hand trembles on Jasper’s chest. “The pain slut is in.”
Jasper looks down at him, his face all vengeful angles, and his Adam’s apple bobs.
Beau’s voice becomes soothing. “There isn’t a thing to fret about here, Jasper. I have our girl. She might be more interested in what you have to offer than you give her credit for.”
Jasper’s eyes sink closed, his lashes an inky veil. With Lucky clutched in his grip, the both of them breathlessly still, they look like some ancient mosaic—a press of light and dark that belongs to the reverence of a church.
I feel overfull, needy. This is too good to be true.
“I’ll throw in a sweetener,” Beau muses. “You turn your submissive into a crying, squirming wreck, and I’ll make sure she is one, too. Then we can send her to Jaykob covered in cum and desperate for a good fuck, just like you wanted.”
My excitement comes to a screeching halt.