“I got a present for a sub who I play with at the club. Want to use the present, too?” She held something out to Enzo that made him groan in approval. Sean arched as Enzo spread him open. A toy nudged against his ass, slick with lube, and he looked over his shoulder, surprised. He moaned at the pleasurable weight and stretch as Enzo fit it inside him.
“This will open you up a bit for me,” Enzo said, flipping a switch that started a vibrating motion deep inside Sean. “India wants to watch me fuck you, but I’m big and you’re not used to dick in your ass.” He chuckled softly. “Yet.” Sean shuddered at the implication, knowing, without a doubt, that he would soon become a slave to the sensation of having Enzo inside him.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, arching his back, his body shuddering as the toy pleasured him like he had never been pleasured before. Enzo went back to spanking him, a little rougher now, and the intensity of it was what made Sean finally let go, his mind getting fuzzy, endorphins rushing through him. He whimpered as he felt an orgasm approach, and Enzo backed off, lifting Sean away from the counter and pulling him back into an intense kiss, slicking both of their cocks with lube.
Enzo had a rough grip on Sean’s ass, holding their bodies tightly together as he ground his cock into Sean’s, and that pleasure coupled with the toy inside him was almost too much. He was going to come, but he didn’t want to, not yet.
“I need you to fuck me,” Sean whimpered as Enzo walked him to the couch, pushing Sean onto his back on a big leather ottoman and spreading his legs wide. They kissed again, and Enzo explored him, finding erogenous zones on his chest and stomach, licking his nipples, massaging his still-stinging ass, and finally worshiping Sean’s cock with his mouth.
After spending some time in complete ecstasy inside Enzo’s mouth, Sean was on the edge of orgasm again, as Enzo pulled the toy out and replace it with three of his thick fingers. He was preparing Sean now, spreading his ass for what he really needed. Sean groaned, pushing back, needing to be filled by this man. Enzo worked him over until he was begging to be fucked, flushing as he glanced at India, who grinned and leaned forward to kiss the top of Sean’s head, and backed off again, sitting down to watch. “Not joining us?”
She shook her head. “This is for you two. I think I’ll enjoy watching.”
And while Sean was focused on India,Enzo’s slick cock pushed past the ring of muscle at Sean’s entrance. Sean let out a curse at the strange mixture of pleasure and pain, trying to relax. There was nothing on earth like having this man inside him. He arched and pushed back as Enzo backed off and slammed forward again. Sean spread his legs wide and yanked on Enzo’s ass, needing him deeper, until his ass pressed against Enzo’s hips. Enzo let out a curse, a groan of pleasure. Enzo moved back and slammed in deeper, and Sean whimpered.
“Enzo,” Sean groaned, as the man’s hands gripped him hard, sealing their bodies together in a way that seemed fated, permanent.
“Are you okay?” India asked, eyes hot and curious. “You look like you just became his.” And she wasn’t wrong. In the fog of subspace, Enzo’s ownership of Sean became complete in a way that Sean couldn’t begin to explain as the big man pulled back and slammed in deep.
“Yes.” Sean’s voice cracked. He wasn’t even sure which question he was answering.
“He feels incredible, so fucking tight and gorgeous,” Enzo growled, gripping Sean’s shoulder and rolling his hips, sliding his cock all of the way out, then giving Sean the intense pleasure of penetration all over again. Sean didn’t reply, only let himself go to the sensation, the stretching pleasure of being filled overwhelming the pain, the pressure on his prostate when Enzo hit him right. “And he feels like mine.”
“Right there,” he groaned, encouraging Enzo. “Fuck me hard. Like that.” Enzo chuckled and rocked his hips back and slammed into Sean hard, again and again, and the more the pain receded and the pleasure took over, the more Sean thought he might never give up Enzo’s cock.
Enzo hit him in the perfect spot, and he shuddered as an unexpected orgasm wracked his body, his cock untouched. His cock spewed a huge load all over the cabinets and India’s eyes widened. Enzo groaned and started moving faster until Sean felt the twitch of Enzo’s orgasm, the warmth of the other man’s cum inside him. He breathed out a slow breath as Enzo leaned down and grazed his teeth along Sean’s shoulder and pulled back. Both men turned to India, and she looked a bit like a deer caught in headlights.
“Tell her how much she wants me in her ass,” Enzo murmured. Sean groaned.
“He feels so fucking good, Indie,” Sean said. Enzo backed up, and Sean turned and pushed into him, kissing him, trying to show Enzo with his body how much what had happened meant to him. He pushed Enzo back onto the couch, and Enzo fell with a laugh, letting their kiss deepen and grow more intimate. Sean grew hard again, more quickly than he would have expected, and he reached for that bottle of lube and raised an eyebrow at Enzo.
Enzo rolled his eyes, that sparkle of humor that was always there now coupled with an intensity that almost looked like love. He grabbed the back of his knees and spread himself for Sean. “To be clear, I have never let another man inside my ass before,” he said, meeting Sean’s eyes. And Sean caught a meaning beyond that.
“I want to own you, too,” Sean murmured, grinning wickedly. He fingered Enzo, loving how tight he was, enjoying the way Enzo’s ass clamped down eagerly on his fingers. Lifting, he grabbed the bottle of lube and drizzled it liberally over the other man’s ass, slicking it over Enzo’s balls and cock and his own, sliding his slippery fingers down inside Enzo. Enzo’s cock pulsed with desire, twitching against Sean’s touch. “You want this.”
“I want this. I want you to kiss me like you kissed me a moment ago, but with your cock buried inside me.”
Sean smiled and returned to the kiss, lining his cock up with Enzo’s anus and starting to push inside. Enzo spread his legs wide, easing the passage, and Sean went slow and gentle with Enzo, groaning as he sank inside him. The tight grip of Enzo’s ass was delicious, slick with lube, convulsing a little around his cock. Enzo whimpered a little and Sean backed off, and pushed forward again, feeling Enzo open up for him. “Relax, baby,” he whispered. “You need my cum in you.”
Enzo groaned and pushed his hips up, and Sean made one last hard shove forward, burying himself fully inside the other man. He dropped his forehead to Enzo’s, breathing hard, and they held each other like that for a moment, joined. There was something there that was more than sex, and it was impossible to understand, so Sean moved, slashing his mouth across Enzo’s as he started to slam his hips roughly into the man, seeking his pleasure.
“Fuck, you feel good.”
Enzo pulled Sean in for a kiss, and this time it felt like more than sex, intimate and loving. And when they finished, breathing hard, wrapped up in each other, they looked up to find India was gone. “What even was that?” Enzo shook his head and laughed.
“I don’t know, but I don’t think there’s any going back from it.”
Chapter 14 - India
India sat in the bedroom alone, her mind reeling, her body hot and aching for the men in the other room. She had frozen up, and it was embarrassing, especially as a domme. But she hadn’t brought her mask, her corset—the things that helped her feel bold and wild and in control.
Enzo and Sean had clearly wanted her, had kept inviting her to join, but they also seemed hesitant to push, which wasn’t what she would have expected from Sean. He took Enzo’s lead, though, and Enzo was an interesting mix of gentle tenderness and strength. Maybe he sensed she was struggling. That or he didn’t care which one of them he fucked as long as he got his rocks off. No, that wasn’t it, because the men had connected on a level beyond that.
So they had moved on without her, fucking with a beautiful, almost violent sort of wildness. They were ravenous for each other, and they didn’t need her at all. From across the room, she could tell that their connection was intense, a little unexpected, and she knew it was something they’d both wanted to explore from the moment she’d found them in Enzo’s office, touching each other. This time they had kissed, and the kiss had rocked India’s world, so she couldn’t even begin to imagine what it had done to the actual participants. These two aggressive, beautiful alpha men lost in their passion. It was the stuff of fantasy.
She flounced down on the bed with a sigh, trying to ignore the noises from the living room, even though they were enough to make her wet all over again. There was no denying that she had feelings for both of the men, but she wasn’t like them. She couldn’t dive right in because they all had some free time alone in a safe house. What if she wasn’t meant to be a part of whatever they were? This thought gave her a strange ache in her stomach.
So India did what she always did when she needed to clear her mind. She found a more straightforward problem to solve. She opened her laptop, found a message from her brother about pursuing the target she had identified, and she pinged him back, looking for assurances that Moss would capture Declan alive.
