Owned (Office Intrigue Book 8) by Nicole Edwards (year 2 reading books TXT) 📗

I took a seat, allowing my attention to shift between the two men on the ottoman and Ari, who was standing before me.

Staring up at the sexy blond with the lightest blue eyes and the most sensual mouth, I let my gaze rake over him momentarily. “Strip.”

It was the work of a moment for him to remove his jeans, the only article of clothing they were permitted to wear on the island.

Knowing better than to assume what I had in mind, once naked, Ari stood completely still, his full attention on me.

“Join them,” I instructed, relaxing back and stroking my cock lightly.

I did not have a favorite when it came to my possessions; however, I did have specific things I liked about them individually. With Ari, it was his uninhibited nature. He was always eager to explore with the others. Not once since he’d come to the island had he ever given me a problem; never had he endured even a second of punishment. And yes, I tested them all regularly, pushing boundaries to see just how far they were willing to go. At times, the others would give me grief, but never enough to have me opting to boot them. But Ari … he never questioned, never hesitated. He was exceptional in so many ways.

Stroking myself, I let the scene play out before me. Ari joined the fray, his sun-kissed skin glowing as Corvin and Taurus shifted their attention to him. And yes, I knew my possessions had specific preferences, as well. Especially when it came to one another. Taurus happened to be very fond of Ari.

The three possessions became a tangle of limbs, bodies rolling, grunts and groans drifting on the warm breeze as they endured the give-and-take that was no doubt designed for my benefit. The one thing that was a constant: they always pulled back before they orgasmed. It was a torture I enjoyed immensely, watching them balancing precariously on the edge of release, knowing they weren’t permitted to go over. If they did, the repercussions would be swift and brutal.

I cleared my throat to get their attention. “Join me.”

Based on the way they continued to touch and taste, one might think they hadn’t heard me, but they managed to make their way over, quickly and effortlessly.

I pointed to Corvin and Ari. “Your mouths on my cock.” Then nodded to Taurus. “Prepare Ari for my cock,” I commanded. “Start by using your mouth. Then your fingers.”

As we’d done numerous times before, the possessions shifted around so they could successfully take care of their duty. Corvin knelt on the smooth stone floor at my side, while Ari leaned over the curved end of the tantric chair, his head between my legs. Taurus disappeared from my view, kneeling behind Ari, who was offering himself up to the mouth that would tease and torment.

And then they began to worship their Owner as they’d been trained. Ari and Corvin alternated, laving my cock, sucking me in deep. Corvin’s skilled hand joined the mix, cupping my balls, teasing me in the ways he knew I enjoyed most.

For a moment, I closed my eyes and let the sensations consume me. The sound of the surf, the breeze, the grunts and groans of the three possessions, and the wicked, warm rasp of the mouths driving me higher and higher. Ari’s soft moans, spurred by the tongue rimming him, had vibrations traveling through my balls, my cock pulsing eagerly.

When I heard movement, I opened my eyes and turned my attention to Taurus, who had retrieved lubricant and began fingering Ari’s asshole, working him open for my cock.

When Corvin took my cock in his mouth again, I palmed the back of his head, keeping him there as he bobbed up and down. I tangled my fingers in Ari’s shaggy blond hair, holding his head up and forcing him to look at me.

“Stretch him wide,” I instructed Taurus, watching the pleasure contort Ari’s fine features.

Ari grunted and I could feel him attempting to rock against the fingers impaling him, but my firm grip on his hair held him in place. He moaned softly, legs spreading wider to accommodate.

Easing up on Corvin’s head, I instructed him to get the lube. He did without question, then began stroking my cock with a firm hand, prepping me to fill Ari’s ass. I grunted, the sensations far more than I expected. I hadn’t realized how close to orgasm I’d gotten. I gave myself only a moment to enjoy the sensation of his touch before motioning for him to leave me.

Then Ari was there, feet planted on the ground, straddling my thighs and the chair, facing away from me. With my hands on his hips, I guided him down, assisting him into position so I could work my cock into his tight hole. He held himself over me, allowing me to control his movements as I pulled him down, impaling him slowly.

When he was situated to my liking, sitting with my cock lodged deep inside him, I smacked his thigh, releasing his hips.

“Fuck yourself on my cock,” I commanded.

Ah, yes. Now this was what I enjoyed most. Ari began moving atop me, slowly at first, impaling himself as deep as he could. He was absolute perfection, the way his body shifted, his back muscles flexing beautifully as he undulated, lifting and lowering, his hips rolling as he fucked himself deep, soft groans and moans indicating he enjoyed it, too.

I allowed it to continue for a few minutes, luxuriating in the way Ari’s asshole clenched my dick, hot and slick and tight. The pleasure rolled through me, a constant buzz, a high I found only in what they offered me. I loved watching my cock disappear inside them, but, like usual, I was reaching my own point of no return.

“On the ottoman. Drape yourself over Corvin and fuck him,” I commanded Taurus.

There was no hesitation, not even a pause for lubricant before Taurus had Corvin flat on his back,