Bind Me (Private Listing #2)

She moans loudly as her body convulses around us before we even start moving.

“I think I love subspace.” Kissing the back of her neck, I pull back and thrust deep into her ass again. I sit up and part her ass cheeks so I can watch my cock slide in and out of her.

Noah lies down on the bed beside us, and Madison reaches out to stroke his cock. She hasn’t said much, but Noah’s told me before that it’s not unusual for a sub to stop communicating when they hit that high.

Seth thrusts from below while I alternate. He pushes in, I pull out. I push in, he pulls out. She’s making these needy noises in the back of her throat. I can feel my balls tightening with every thrust.

“Fuck.” Noah comes all over her hand.

Her eyes remain locked on Noah as she brings her hand to her mouth and licks his cum from her fingers. That’s enough to push Seth over the edge. He thrusts up into her and holds her hips against his. Groaning, he fills her with his cum. I draw her upright against my chest as I piston my hips, fucking her ass while Seth remains buried in her pussy.

She rubs her skin against mine as I palm her breasts. When I trail my fingers in circles around her hardened nipples, she exhales a shaky breath. Dragging my fingers lower, I slide them over her clit and rub it lightly. It won’t take much to get her off, as sensitive as her body is right now.

She leans her head back against my chest as her lips part and no sound comes out. When she comes, she tightens around me and Seth groans. Her body throbs against mine as I drive my cock into her one final time and spill my seed into her ass.

We all hold there, catching our breath. For a second, everything inside me is still and quiet as our rough breaths fill the air.

“Come here, tiger.” Blake holds out his arms for her, and we pull out so she can go into them. He lies down and she cuddles against his chest. Noah returns from the bathroom with a warm cloth to clean her up.

By the time Seth and I return to the bedroom, Noah has wrapped his body around Madison’s back. A small shiver ripples through her. I lie down next to Noah and draw the blankets over us, resting my hand on her back.

On the other side of Blake, Seth holds her hand. All of us are touching her. She sighs gently before closing her eyes.

Nothing is better than this moment right here.

Everyone I love is safe and accounted for. I’m on the edge of sleep as that thought tugs me awake. I’m not a fearful man. But when things seem to be going right in my life, everything falls apart.

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Madison

The sun isn’t even over the horizon when I wake up feeling hot and sweaty. I’m cocooned between Blake’s and Noah’s warm bodies with covers over us. Flashes of last night flow through my mind, and my lips tip into a smile. I don’t think I’ve orgasmed that much in my life.

Continuously fucked. Unable to get away as they thrust their cocks deep inside me. Filling me up over and over again. My body heats at the memory. I definitely want to do that again.

I try to stretch without waking them. My body aches in the most delicious ways. Noah’s hand slides up my thigh, leaving a trail of sparks in its wake. It’s arousing but in an almost loving way, not the longing, needful way of last night.

Rolling toward him, I lift my gaze to his soft brown eyes. This close, I can see flecks of amber in them from the glow of the bathroom light. My chest feels like it’s ready to explode.

“Good morning,” I whisper, to not wake the others.

“Good morning, kitten.” He tugs on my very loose braid. I’m surprised it survived during the shower and everything after. “How are you this morning?”

Heat floods me at how insatiable I was when we got back to the room. The shower. The bed. I couldn’t get enough of their skin touching mine. I bury my face against Noah’s chest. Everything just felt so much better.

His deep chuckle rumbles through his chest and warms me. “Don’t be embarrassed you enjoyed yourself, kitten. We wouldn’t want it any other way.”

I peek at him, and he rubs his thumb across my lower lip. I press a kiss to the pad of it. Even my jaw is a little sore this morning.

“I really liked what we did last night.” I mean those words, but part of me feels off. Yes, the whole thing was super intense. Held down, unable to move. That feeling of being a vessel for them, something to use to find their release, made it even hotter. But my mind keeps tripping over what that means.

Noah cups my cheek and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “Try to get some more sleep. You might feel a little hungover or sad. We’ll take care of you when we get out of bed.”

I lay my head down over Noah’s heart and listen to the steady beat. His naked body presses against mine. It’s comfortable and familiar. This is what I want, to be safe in someone’s arms. In his arms. I let out a sigh and close my eyes, ready for more sleep.

My mind can’t stop spinning, though.

I loved being used by them last night. But is that all I am to them? Someone to try new things with or practice their kinks? Just a hole to fill to satisfy their base desires?