Annette rose from the bed as Balthazar crooked a finger at her. She shivered as he ran his thumb over her bottom lip. Being with him was a hundred times more intense than she’d ever imagined and she loved it. Having both him and Connor? Beyond her wildest dreams.

She flicked her tongue out to taste him, her eyes fluttering shut as he pressed his thumb into her mouth.

“Why don’t you get our new toys, pet.” Balthazar’s husky tone vibrated straight through her core, making her already damp panties even wetter. “You had so much fun picking them out.”

Smiling around his thumb, she nodded, sucking on him before pulling away. They’d actually came to the room earlier, only to find Connor fast asleep. Apparently, he hadn’t slept at all on the bus, so they decided not to wake him.

They’d spent the afternoon buying him some new clothes, nice shirts and jeans he’d probably never buy himself, but would look great on him. After stopping for lunch, they’d gone to a large sex shop, which had been a whole new experience for Annette.

She got all her toys online, but having an erotic selection spread out in front of her was much better. And with Balthazar there, she couldn’t look at anything without wondering if, or how, he’d use it on her.

Which made her a little nervous when he’d picked out a large rabbit vibrator with an anal attachment.

“Nope. Not happening.” She pressed her thighs together even as she shook her head. “Nothing goes in my butt.”

His brow rose, but he didn’t comment. He added the vibrator to their basket. Then went straight to the section that had some insanely large butt plugs.

Evil man. She pitied Connor if any of the ones Balthazar chose were for him. Maybe they were for some kind of kinky display. The studded glass one would look kinda cool on a coffee table.

“Anything else?” Annette laughed as she eyed the basket. “Are you replacing your entire collection?”

“Not replacing. Expanding.” Balthazar’s lips curved. “And I believe we’re going to need a considerable amount of lube.”

Fetching the bag from where Balthazar had left it by the door, Annette pulled out the big pump bottle of lube and put it on the nightstand, grinning when Connor’s eyes widened. Next, she pulled out the monster butt plug. His lips parted.

Balthazar chuckled, stroking Connor’s back soothingly. “You’ve got a sadistic streak, Annette.”

She held up her hand, holding her thumb and forefinger about an inch apart. “Just a little one.”

“Brat. Pass me the vibrating plug and the cock ring.” Balthazar held out his hand, then set both on the bed near his belt. “Are you all right, Connor?”

Connor shifted restlessly. “I’m feeling slightly outnumbered, but other than that…”

“Good.” Balthazar moved away from him, breaking the safety seal on the lube, twisting the pump to unlock it, then squirting some lube into his palm. “We will be taking our time with you.” He stepped up behind Connor, drawing his slick finger between Connor’s ass cheeks. “Delayed gratification may be difficult.” He pressed his finger in and Connor inhaled roughly. “But you’ll enjoy everything I make you endure.”

Tugging at her bottom lip with her teeth, Annette watched Balthazar fuck Connor’s ass with first one finger, then two. She crossed her legs to stifle the need building up in her core. How had Connor lasted even this long? Much more and she was going to climax before anyone touched her.

Her butt clenched as Balthazar added a third finger, thrusting them in so hard his palm rhythmically slapped against Connor’s ass. Connor’s hips ground against the mattress and he groaned, rising to meet Balthazar’s hand.

Balthazar twisted his fingers, curving them until Connor’s whole body jerked.

“Fuck! Fuck! I’m going to come.”

“No, you won’t.” Balthazar withdrew his fingers and Annette handed him a wipe from the package in the bag. He cleaned his fingers, then opened the package holding the butt plug, which was black with a switch on the bottom to turn on the vibration. He passed it to Annette. “Wash this, please.”

On shaky legs, Annette brought the plug to the bathroom, washing it thoroughly with some hand soap. And she was the sadistic one? She hurried so Connor wouldn’t suffer too much, finally understanding how much different prolonged foreplay was from a quick fuck. They’d be done already if either she or Connor were in control, but Balthazar was heightening the need to a level she’d never felt before.

If she’d been in Connor’s place, she’d be shamelessly begging for release.

She gave Balthazar the butt plug, hands fisted by her sides as she watched him push it slowly into Connor. Connor grunted as the widest part stretched him, sucking air through his teeth once the plug was fully seated inside him.

Balthazar helped him stand, then turned him, hands on Connor’s shoulders as he eased him back to sit on the edge of the bed.

Panting again, Connor shuddered as Balthazar took a knee in front of him, cupping his balls and lifting them as he grabbed the cock ring. He wrapped it snugly around the base of Connor’s dick.

Then Balthazar turned to Annette, removing her jacket like they were out to dinner and he was being a gentleman. He tossed her jacket on the end of the bed and her pulse sped up as he undid the buttons of her new charcoal colored blouse, one by one. He removed her shirt carefully, setting it on top of her jacket.

Walking slowly around her, he lifted her hair over her shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to the side of her neck. “I’m going to put the blindfold on you now.”

She swallowed hard and nodded, meeting Connor’s hot gaze one last time as Balthazar reached into the bag. He moved behind her and pulled the blindfold over her eyes. She trembled as he tied it, grateful when he stroked her arms to steady her. Both turned on and terrified, she leaned back against him.

His lips brushed her ear as he whispered. “Now we begin.”

Sliding his hand down her stomach, he undid her jeans and slipped his fingers into her panties, wetting them before pulling them away.

“Taste her, Connor. Tell me how sweet she is.”

A light sucking sound, followed by a moan. “So fucking sweet.”

“Do you think she’ll be sweeter if we tease her a little longer?” Balthazar peeled her jeans down her thighs, pulling them off completely when she lifted one foot, then the other. “I’ve heard her scream, but nothing’s more beautiful than the sound she makes when she begs.”

Oh God. Annette wet her lips with her tongue. He hadn’t really done anything, but she was already close to begging.

He undid her bra, baring her breasts, then guided her forward. He curved his hand under her breasts, lifting them.

Warm, wet heat closed around one nipple, sending a sweet shock of pleasure dancing along her nerves. Connor’s mouth. She moaned as he circled her nipple with his tongue, sucking lightly, intensifying the sensation. His mouth left her, then his lips closed around her other nipple.

Not seeing him meant she had no warning as he shifted from one breast to the other. Even less when Balthazar moved his hands.

Connor flicked his tongue against her tight nipple, seeming to strain more to reach her. She tried to move closer, but Balthazar barred an arm across her chest, keeping her in place. His free hand moved down her stomach, into her panties. She gasped as his fingers slipped over her clit, pressing into her slick pussy.

Between Connor’s mouth and Balthazar’s fingers, she drowned in sensation, letting out broken cries as the pleasure built up to a razor’s edge from release. Balthazar’s fingers moved in and out, faster, deeper. Close. So close.

Then everything stopped.

“No! Damn it, please.” The climax she’d been denied sent a throbbing ache deep into her core. She ground her hips back against Balthazar, feeling his solid length straining against the rough material of his jeans. Maybe she could tempt him to fuck her now. She was ready. More than ready.

“Kneel, ketzelah.” He pressed down on her shoulders, leaving her no choice but to lower to her knees. Combing his fingers though her hair, he positioned her on her hands and knees, guiding her lips to Connor’s dick. “I’m craving a taste. Aren’t you?”

Her brain wasn’t functioning well enough to figure out what he meant. She licked around the head of Connor’s dick, taking him into her mouth, moaning around him because the slick salty taste of his precum on her tongue only added to her own arousal. She moved over him, letting his dick hit the back of her throat, rising up slowly, letting her saliva cover him.

A tug and her panties were pulled down her thighs. Balthazar’s fingers spread her pussy lips and something pressed into her. Withdrew, flicking over her folds before dipping into her again. He let out a low growl, which vibrated right through her. His mouth covered her and his tongue licked over her cunt.

Her pace taking Connor into her mouth faltered as her arousal spiked, sizzling in her veins. She shifted against Balthazar’s mouth, needing him to fill the emptiness inside.

“Be still.” Balthazar’s hands moved up to her ass, spreading her cheeks, his thumbs still holding her pussy open to him. He licked up over her back hole.

A protest died on her lips as nerves she hadn’t even known she had flared to life. She struggled to hold still, gasping as his tongue licked over her again. His finger took its place and she whimpered as he added pressure, but didn’t penetrate. She hadn’t thought she’d want him to, but fuck, the pressure was a tease.

“Shall I use my gift now, Annette?”

Gift…? Oh shit, he meant the rabbit. Which had gone from being a ‘hell no’ to exactly what she needed. She lifted away from Connor. “Yes, you sneaky fucker.”

SMACK!

Her whole body quivered as the sting spread over her ass. She lifted her hips, wanting more.

She heard Balthazar stand. Footsteps moving away from her.

All right, she didn’t mind the smack, but he wasn’t stopping, was he? She could take anything but that.

“Please. I’m sorry. I don’t think you’re sneaky. Or a fucker.” She scowled when Connor laughed and turned her head to nip his thigh. He yelped. “Watch it before I bite something else.”

He kept quiet after that.

“On the bed, Annette. I’ll be with you in a moment.” Balthazar’s tone was impossible to read. His footsteps sounded even farther away.

She felt along the bed, climbing around Connor, hoping obeying Balthazar would earn her some brownie points. Or an orgasm or two.

Approaching footsteps had her holding her breath. Her wrist was pulled up, stretching her arm to one side of the headboard. Something soft wrapped around her wrist. The cuffs Balthazar had gotten. He secured it somehow, then walked around the bed to do the same to her other wrist. The mattress creaked. Hands settled on her thighs, spreading them wide.

“I told you how I would punish you, ketzelah.” He spread some slick lube over her anus. “Press against me.” When she did, his finger slid into her with a slight stretching burn. He withdrew his finger, returning with more lube. He filled her pussy with the long, thick part of the rabbit, positioning the slender length of the toy against her back hole. “Breathe and let it in.”

More stretching and burning, but the emptiness was gone. He set the soft piece in front over her clit, then turned the vibration on.

“Ooooh!” Her feet shifted on the bed as he moved the rabbit, in deeper, drawing it back, then in again. A scream tore from her throat as all the built up ecstasy burst out, ripping from her core like wave after wave in a violent storm, rising up on the shore, mercilessly crashing into everything in its path. Like her sanity.

As her body settled, her core loosening, she finally managed a deep breath and rested her head on the pillow. “Much better.”

“We shall see.” He turned the level of the vibrations up and pulled the rabbit out almost completely. Then back in, moving it in and out of her body until she was clawing at the sheets, on the brink of another orgasm. “Again, my pet. And again. Until we’ve both had our fill.” She could hear the smile in his voice. “I have a feeling you will long before I do.”

* * *

Balthazar didn’t like to see a woman cry, but Annette’s overwhelmed sobs as she reached her fifth orgasm were as sweet as her singing. He removed the rabbit as she came down from the last one, petting her pretty, swollen pussy as she gasped and squirmed. The next ones would be harder to reach, but he had faith Connor could manage.

He glanced over at Connor who’d remained hard simply watching Annette come apart. His boy had done even better than expected, taking the denial of any release as well as Annette had taken being given them again and again until the pleasure was almost painful.

Leaning over, he kissed Annette’s parted lips, removing the blindfold to dry her tears. “You’ve done amazing so far. I think you’ve earned a small break.”

“A small…” Annette stared at him, but thought better of what she’d been about to say. Smart girl. “A break would be nice. Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome.” He stroked her cheek, loving that she’d trusted him enough to go this far. She fit with him in ways he’d never imagined and he had a hard time picturing his life without her.

He might not be able to declare his love like Annette and Connor had to one another, but his feelings were no less intense. Which made him cautious. Still, he could see this relationship lasting, growing into something that would survive the challenges they’d have to face, either from their careers or the clashes in their lifestyles.

Whatever happened, tonight belonged to them.

He stepped off the bed and pulled Connor to his feet, checking the circulation in his arms and hands. He rubbed Connor’s shoulders, holding his gaze. “Do your arms hurt?”

“No. They’re good.” Connor’s eyes dilated even more as Balthazar smoothed his hands down his chest, over his stomach. He shuddered when Balthazar lightly stroked his cock. “My dick, however, is not doing so well.”

“It feels fine to me.” Balthazar’s lips quirked as Connor thrust into his hand. The man would come fast once the cock ring was removed, but it wasn’t time for that just yet. He reached into his pocket and pulled out two condoms. “I’d like to see what Annette thinks.”

Connor hissed through his teeth when Balthazar rolled the condom over him, but didn’t resist as Balthazar helped him onto the bed. Leaving him kneeling between Annette’s thighs, Balthazar collected the pillows she wasn’t using.

He patted her thigh. “Lift your hips.”

Shakily, she rose up and he used the pillows to keep her elevated.

Both Annette and Connor watched him remove his shirt, then his jeans. He covered himself with the second condom and Annette wet her lips with her tongue, making his balls throb with need.

Climbing on the bed behind Connor, Balthazar latched on to his bound forearms, bending him over Annette so his dick slipped against her pussy. She was so sensitive she cried out, shifting away, then back as though not sure she could take more, but wanting to.

Balthazar removed Connor’s butt plug, then positioned himself. He filled Connor slowly, pressing his forehead to the solid muscles of Connor’s back. Toying with Annette and Connor for so long had been self-induced torture, but satisfied him in ways nothing else could. But even he had his limits.

Connor’s ass gripping him tight tested his control. He rocked his hips, taking more, then easing out. The plug had helped stretch Connor, and the lube made him nice and slick, but he was tense from having been kept on the edge for so long.

Wrapping an arm around Connor’s neck, Balthazar hauled him up slamming into him and causing him to fill Annette all at once. He set his teeth into Connor’s shoulder hard enough to leave marks, groaning as Connor cried out and tightened around him.

He couldn’t hold Connor low enough to thrust deep into Annette, while keeping a good hard pace himself, so he unbound Connor’s arms and let him brace his hands by her shoulders. Annette moaned as Connor braced on one arm and latched onto her thigh, lifting her even more.

The movement increased the pressure on Balthazar’s dick. He grabbed Connor’s hips, pistoning in and out of him until Connor could do nothing but move with him, driving into Annette harder and faster.

As pressure built up at the base of Balthazar’s spine, he lengthened his thrusts and reached around to unsnap the cock ring that held back Connor’s release. Sweat slicked his chest and Connor’s back as he slammed into him one last time, biting into Connor’s shoulder with a growl as he came.

Connor jerked and the motion set both him and Annette off, Connor burying his face in the pillow, moaning as Annette let out a sharp cry.

Completely spent, Balthazar wanted to rest all his weight on Connor, remain inside him until his strength returned. But Annette would be smothered under the two of them and he wanted to see her stretched out on the bed, basking in the afterglow.

He pulled out of Connor, stroking his back when Connor inhaled sharply. He removed his condom, grabbed some wipes from the toy bag, and cleaned himself, wadding the condom in the wipes before tossing it in the trash. He handed the wipes to Connor so he could do the same.

Sitting on the edge of the bed he undid one of Annette’s restraints while Connor undid the other. The leather above the fur inside the cuffs had abraded her skin, leaving lovely red marks. He stroked the line along her inner wrist. Ropes would leave a beautiful design on her flesh. They’d have to try more intense bondage next time.

Purring like a kitten, Annette cuddled up against his thigh. “That was…” She closed her eyes, a sleepy smile on her lips. “I have no words.”

Connor collapsed on the bed beside her, wincing a little when his ass hit the bed. “I don’t think either of us would survive belonging to Balthazar alone.”

“True dat.” Annette let out a soft laugh. “But you’re going to have to take one for the team while my pussy recovers. She took one hell of a beating, the tough bitch.”

Balthazar grinned, leaning over to kiss her soft, swollen lips. He reached down to gently cup her tender mound. “Should I kiss her better?”

“Very kind of you to offer, Sir.” Annette gave him a dry look. “But no thank you.”

He chuckled, stretching out beside her, positioning her so he could wrap his arms around her and hold her close. She’d pleased him today. Both of them had. He took Connor’s hand, lacing their fingers together, considering again how difficult this relationship would be in the long run. At least they had a few weeks to strengthen the foundation, but what would happen once they were apart?

Unlike his two rock stars, he preferred careful planning. Assessing a situation so he could predict all possible outcomes. But there was no way to do that now without admitting their chances weren’t good. Love didn’t conquer all, not on its own. Like any conqueror, love needed soldiers, ready to fight. Those soldiers were compassion, respect, trust, and devotion. With faith taking up the rearguard when the others faltered.

And maybe that’s all he was missing. The one thing no one else could give him. The one thing he had to find for himself.

Faith.

Which he would find once he’d figured out how to improve the odds. As nice as it was to believe things would work out for the best, he wasn’t one to sit back and let the cards fall where they may.

He always made sure his soldiers were prepared for battle.