My questions must have been obvious because Graham chuckled as Russ headed off through the house. Was he looking for the scarves? Were they going to tie me up?
Who’d worn them before me?
I wasn’t jealous of their relationship or the fact that they had a past. Hell, if I’d found more men in the lifestyle I might have had a hell of a past, but using another omega’s toys felt…wrong.
Graham started leading me through the house, and by the time we’d reached an obscenely big couch, Russ was coming back into the room with fabric bunched in his hand. I finally got one of my questions out as he walked over.
“Who did that…I mean…why…” Okay, so I kind of got my question out.
I was trying to fight the pull to just let go, but it was difficult…because fighting my submission was the last thing I wanted.
Russ gave me a reassuring smile and stepped closer. Holding up the fabric, he ran it through his fingers. “Graham likes being tied up, but the fabric was so soft he said it tickled. We’ve never brought another omega home like this.”
Something in his voice said it’d been a long time since they’d been with a third. And looking at the suddenly wary expression on Graham’s face, I wasn’t sure they’d ever talked about the details of their sex life with another omega.
I fought to push back the delicious submission that was spreading through me and did my best to think about everything they’d said so far. I turned my head so I was looking back at Graham. “I trust you, Sir. I’d like to be tied up, please.”
I didn’t have an issue if he liked to submit. I wasn’t sure how often he did it or how it worked between them, but to me, he’d always felt dominant.
Something in his expression softened as he nodded. “Good boy.”
That was just as hot as I’d always imagined it would be. “Thank you, Sir.”
As Russ started to move, I looked over at him. His expression was tender but serious. The teasing was gone for the moment, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t take much to bring it back. He held up the fabric and stroked it down my cheek. “I’d like to take your shirt off before I tie you up, but that’s it. Nothing else.”
I appreciated the clarification, but as long as everything kept going in the direction it had been, I was going to end up being very frustrated if nothing else came off. “Yes, Sir.”
I immediately missed the tight hold Graham had on me as soon as his hand moved, but seeing them reach for my shirt made the frustration lighter. Clothes coming off was a good thing. And clothes coming off so I could be tied up was even better.
As Russ tugged the soft cotton sweater I’d been wearing over my head, Graham spoke again. “I want you to tell us if something makes you nervous or if we’re going too fast. You won’t upset us if you safeword, no matter what the reason.”
As the shirt fell to the floor, I looked at Graham. “We’ve been working together for weeks, and Shane would never have put your name out there for the project if he was worried about you. He’d never put Tanner at risk. I trust you.”
Glancing over at Russ, I smiled. “I don’t know you as well as I do Graham, but he wouldn’t let anyone hurt me, and there’s just something about you.”
Russ grinned and leaned in to kiss my forehead again. “You’re right. He’d never let anything happen to you and there’s just something about the way all three of us fit together.”
Peace settled over me again as Russ started wrapping the soft fabric around me. My part was done and all I had to do was let them make the decisions from there on out. It was an incredible feeling.
As the soft scarf started slowly restraining me, they took turns kissing my neck and shoulders. By the time they had me restrained, desire was humming through me and it felt like I was finally getting to relax after a lifetime of frantic running.
I hadn’t been sure what they would do, but when they pinned my arms to my chest as the fabric wound around my chest, it felt perfect. I’d tried to tie myself up to see if I could recreate the feeling, but I’d never been able to duplicate it on my own.
By the time they tied off the end with my arms and chest encased in the silk, my head was feeling fuzzy. It was like one long hug that had every worry fading away. As they sat down on the couch and moved me so I was stretched out over their laps, all I wanted to do was lean into them and relax.
Resting my head against Russ’s shoulder as Graham started stroking my legs, I sighed and closed my eyes. As the peace settled over me, I couldn’t remember why I’d been nervous about asking them questions. “Austin wanted to know if you penetrate each other, but Tanner won’t let him ask. He threated to tell Silas, so Austin has to be good. But I can ask that, right? If I’m going to be your omega, I get to ask anything I want.”
My drifting brain thought it sounded perfectly reasonable, but Russ’s chest jerked up and down like he was silently laughing. Since I was tied up and they were in charge, I just waited and let the floaty feelings keep my brain wandering.
“Yes, we make love like that.” Russ’s answer seemed good enough, but when he kept going, I realized I’d have had more questions later if he’d just stopped there. “We both enjoy being penetrated. An alpha doesn’t have the same omega gland you do, but we have something similar that’s just much smaller and is easy to miss unless you know what you’re looking for. Our gland is just as sensitive as yours, but it’s deeper inside our body and it’s not something people like to talk about.”
Interesting.
“That’s stupid. It feels great to be knotted, doesn’t it?” Another time I’d have been embarrassed, but at that moment it didn’t occur to me that it was a very personal question.
“I think so too, but Graham likes to be fucked, not knotted.” I was going to respond to Russ’s statement, but then he stroked my neck and Graham’s hands tightened high on my thigh. The combination had me trying to thrust up, but I was still wonderfully restrained.
“We’re talking, remember?” Graham chuckled but let his fingers knead the muscles of my thigh.