She blinked at him and sent him a small, forgiving smile. “It’s all right, Kellan. I understand. Will you stay with us as long as you can?”
God, he’d basically admitted he was going to use her body without giving her his heart, and she still wanted to touch him, comfort him, share herself with him. He was so fucking selfish, but he couldn’t walk away yet. Later, he would find the strength to do it, but not tonight. Right now, he needed to show her just how amazing she was.
“I want to feel your mouth on me, Belle. I want you to take those sexy lips and wrap them around my cock. Lick me all over. Taste every inch of me. There’s no wrong way for you to do it. I’ll love everything you do to me. Are you ready?”
“I am.”
“Good,” he murmured. “There’s one thing I need you to do.”
“What’s that?”
“Let go of your inhibitions. They don’t have a place here. With us, you can explore safely because you have three men who want you so badly. Together, we’ll help you find what works for you and what doesn’t. So put your mouth on me. We’ll go from there.”
When Belle nodded, he saw a contentment in her eyes he’d never seen. She wanted to please and serve, and now he was giving her an outlet for her submissive nature.
As she slipped off his lap and to the floor, naturally bowing her head, Kell sighed. Shit. She really was just perfect.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Tate and Eric, preparing the bed and ensuring they didn’t have to stop later for condoms. Eric had ditched his clothes as well. Kell would have smiled at his friends’ eagerness if he wasn’t so desperate to feel Belle’s hand on his fly and her mouth around his cock.
Her hands weren’t shaking as she eased down the zipper of his slacks and folded over the sides. Though he wanted to growl and demand she move faster, he forced himself to remain still. His cock strained against his boxers, but he couldn’t stop her exploration. There was a look of wonder on her face as she drew his cock into her hand and stroked up, causing him to shudder. As she stroked down, he really had to concentrate on not coming in her hand like some teenager. It would be downright embarrassing. He’d wanted her for too long to end it so soon.
Her fingers played over the sensitive skin of his cock, little brushes that only made his struggle for control even more difficult.
“Do you like what I’m doing?” Belle whispered.
“I love it.” His voice was a guttural groan. “But you don’t have to treat me like I’m breakable. Grip me. Squeeze me in your hand.”
Tate sank to his knees behind Belle. “I just want to touch you, but don’t stop what you’re doing, baby. When you’re done with Kellan, I’m going to put my mouth on your pussy and eat you until you come just for me.”
Belle shivered, but her eyes were dilated. No doubt about it. Dirty talk did something for her. They might have to be careful with her body, but she wasn’t going to run away because they showed her how hot and dirty sex could be.
She gasped suddenly, and with his eyes rolling into the back of his head, Kellan could only guess what Tate was doing to her, probably rubbing her clitoris, getting her even wetter than the spanking.
“Belle, he’ll stop if you don’t take care of Kellan, and we’ll start all of this over again.” Eric’s voice was a firm warning as he dropped a hand on Belle’s head and nudged her closer to his waiting cock. “You’ll be spanked again, with less thought to pleasure and more about punishment. There will be no release for you until you take care of Master Kellan. Understood?”
Kell loved the thought of being her Master, but Eric was handling her well. It took everything inside Kell not to take over, but he was determined to honor Eric and Tate’s claim on her since they intended to stay.
Belle took his dick in a light grip, as though she was afraid of scaring or hurting him.
“Eric?” His partner would know what to do.
Eric tugged on Belle’s hair until she craned her head back to stare at him. “Do we need to start all over? Maybe skip the orgasm Tate was planning to give you to make you understand Kellan wants it harder?”
“No.” She looked distressed that Eric wasn’t pleased with her.
“Reply with a ‘yes, Sir.’”
“Yes, Sir,” Belle said, downright breathy.
The sound just reinforced Kell’s cock with more blood-laden steel.
“Good. Stroke him harder. He won’t break.”
She licked her lips, obviously trying to focus. “Yes, Sir.”
Her small hands tightened. Sensation immediately shivered up his staff. He hissed, then let out a breath, wrestling for control again. “That’s it. So fucking good. Now lick the head of my cock.”
Blinking up at him, Belle watched with slightly anxious dark eyes as she leaned in and swiped her tongue across the sensitive head of his dick. Heat burst through his system. Before he’d even recovered, she enveloped the wide head of his cock into her little mouth. Watching her struggle to open wide enough to take him all in at once turned him the fuck on.