She glanced first to the cot, which was empty. She’d expected to find Zeke lying on it, but she glanced around the large space and saw him against the wall, with a studded leather collar around his neck and thick leather straps around his wrists, attached to hooks on the wall with thick chains, holding his muscular arms above his head. They hung from the chains, his elbows bent. All he wore, besides the wrist straps, were black leather briefs. The rest of his fine body was totally naked.
Her gaze glided over his broad, sculpted chest, with the sexy dragon across one side, down his stomach, then over the zipper that ran down the front of the leather briefs.
“Zeke wanted to leave because he believes you are going to choose between the two of us,” Ty said.
Her gaze darted to Ty. Of course she’d have to choose between them, but she was hoping to wait until after the weekend. The truth was, she had no idea which one she would pick. Both men had told her they loved her. And she loved both men. Zeke was extremely sexy and had attracted her right from the beginning because of his overpowering masculine aura. Ty had come off as a Mr.-Nice-Guy type, but after being dominated by him, she knew that was just a façade. Now, his authoritative manner sent her insides quivering. That, added to the deep connection they’d developed as friends, made a powerful combination.
Maybe that meant that she should pick Ty. Her gaze fell on Zeke’s semi-naked form. But she wanted Zeke, too.
Ty led Marie to the bed, then attached the leash handle to a hook on the wall, essentially tying her to the bed like a pet.
Ty strolled over to Zeke. “Zeke believes you’ll pick me, but I’m not so sure abou
t that.” He ran his hand along the tattoo on Zeke’s arm, then over his shoulder and down his chest.
Heat streamed through Marie at the sight of Ty caressing Zeke’s naked flesh. Ty’s hand rested below the dragon, his fingertips lightly brushing against Zeke’s tight nipple.
“This tattoo is pretty sexy. Does it turn you on?” Ty glanced at Marie expectantly.
“Yes, Master.”
“Show me.”
She stroked her breasts, then dragged her fingertips over her hard nipples. Ty smiled.
“Very good. You’re turning Zeke on.” Ty’s hand stroked over Zeke’s tight abs. “Push your fingers inside your panties and stroke.”
She slid one hand down her stomach, then under the leather, while she squeezed her nipple with her fingers. She stroked over her bare folds, then along her slick slit.
“I’m sure Zeke is finding this leather quite confining right about now. Maybe I should help him out.” Ty pulled the zipper down and the leather parted.
Zeke’s big cock pushed out of its restraint. Tall and proud. Marie licked her lips. Then Ty wrapped his fingers around Zeke. Marie sucked in a breath, her fingers gliding over her sex more rapidly. Oh God, it was totally erotic watching Ty touch Zeke. He stroked up and down with one hand as his other hand stroked over Zeke’s chest. Ty’s fingers toyed with Zeke’s nipple as he continued to stroke Zeke’s erection.
“Is your pussy wet, Marie?” Ty asked.
“Oh yes, Master.”
“Take off your panties. Let us see it.”
She grabbed the sides of the leather-and-chain garment and wiggled out of it, then dropped it to the floor. She pushed herself back on the cot, until she leaned against the wall, her knees pulled against her, then she dropped them wide, exposing her opening to their gazes. Both men stared at her. Or rather, her fingers as she pushed them in and out of her opening.
Ty squeezed Zeke’s cock, then released it and walked toward Marie. He unfastened the leash from the end of the bed.
“Kneel on the floor.”
“Yes, Master.”
She knelt on the smooth concrete floor. Ty tugged on the leash and she followed him, on her knees, across the room, then stopped in front of Zeke. Ty held the leash close to her collar and led her forward until her knees brushed against Zeke’s feet.
“Now take him in your hands and stroke him.”
Zeke’s cock spiked forward only inches from her face. She reached for his big shaft and wrapped her hands around it. Hot and hard. She stroked, loving the feel of his intimate skin, kid-leather soft, in her hands.
“Suck it,” Ty commanded.
She wrapped her lips around Zeke’s cockhead, then glided forward, sucking him into her mouth. Ty wrapped his hands around her hair, then coiled it around his fingers. He guided her face back, then forward, then back again, setting her into a steady motion. Zeke groaned as she sucked and licked.
“Pull down his briefs,” Ty commanded.