couldn’t hold in her laughter, and she only laughed harder when Doug glared at her like Grumpy Cat. “I’m sorry, honey. You know I love you madly, but you are most definitely submissive in the bedroom.”
Doug looked so put out that she felt guilty for teasing him. “I’m not sure this is a good idea,” he grumbled, moving her off his lap and onto the bed beside them.
He stood, but Killian didn’t back away. Instead the two were chest-to-chest, face-to-face, groin-to-groin facing off. “What are you scared of?”
Killian’s question seemed to take Doug by surprise and he fumbled for an answer. Alana rose up on her knees behind him, pressing her breasts against his broad back. Doug relaxed slightly between the two of them, and she took it as an invitation, reaching around to slide her hand into the opening of his slacks to grip his semi-hard cock.
“I don’t know what you want from me,” Doug said, almost whimpering, as she pushed her hand deeper to cup his balls, and Killian’s hand replaced hers on his cock. Doug jumped at the first touch of the other man’s hand, but then groaned loudly.
“What do I want from you?” Killian repeated, meeting Alana’s eyes over Doug’s shoulder in triumph as Doug’s head fell backward in acquiescence. “Everything.”
Chapter Five
Killian…
His chest felt heavy where it met Doug’s, and the firm length of Doug’s cock in his hand made Killian’s heart skip a beat. He had exactly what he wanted in the palm of his hand. Doug was relaxing under his touch, and Alana was wild with desire as her fingers tangled with his around her husband’s erection.
“Say yes, Doug.” Killian prompted. There was no way he was going to move forward without a direct answer. He wouldn’t risk Doug trying to say he was coerced into this.
“Yes.”
The word had a ripple effect on all three of them. Alana moaned, and bit Doug’s shoulder. Doug gasped, and braced his hands on Killian’s chest to stay standing, and Killian had to grind his teeth together to keep from forcing Doug to his knees immediately; that wouldn’t win him any points at the moment.
“As of now you’re both mine until morning, your safe word is dawn , because that’s the soonest I’ll let you go without it. Are we clear?” Killian slipped into his Dom voice easily, and Alana and Doug responded to it. She piped up with a “Yes Sir,” while Doug nodded his head vigorously. “Sir, Doug. You’ll call me Sir when we’re in the bedroom.”
“Yes…Sir.” He whispered it, but it was enough. Killian’s blood pressure skyrocketed and he gave Doug’s dick a hard squeeze before reaching for Alana. It was important to ease Doug into this, but he knew Alana was ready for it.
She moved easily for him, coming to rest on her knees in front of him, thighs spread, head bowed, hands behind her back. It was a beautiful sight. She had glorious curves and pale skin that glowed softly with a pink flush of desire. Moving away from her, Killian flipped on a floor lamp across the room so that he could see them both better. Now he could see the pink stain on Doug’s cheeks, and the glistening tip of his big cock jutting up in welcome.
“Have you been trained as a submissive, Alana?”
“No Sir, but I’ve read enough erotic novels to know what to expect,” she responded, keeping her head down.
Killian frowned at her, “I doubt you could learn anything about real BDSM in a novel, but perhaps I’ll have to borrow a few books from your library.”
She lifted her head, and he could see her teasing smile. “Of course. I have plenty for you to choose from, Sir.”
“And you, Doug? What do you know about being a submissive?”
The way Doug stood with his head resting lazily on his shoulders, and his hips jutting forward, he almost looked drugged. It was possible he was already on the verge of subspace. That certainly wouldn’t do. They had at least four hours until dawn, and Killian was