Page 36 of The Secret Stalker
“I was thinking about you on your knees for me in the mornings, and all the ways I want to play with you in real life. But not today. Today is for digesting everything that happened last night, getting to know Rory and Flynn, thinking about our proposal of sharing you.”
“You want me on my knees?” I purr as I turn into his thick body of muscle, looking up at him under my eyelashes.
“Don’t test my restraint, I don’t know how far it’ll go in your presence. I want you every which way until Sunday but that doesn’t start from today.”
“When does it start, Master?” I ask innocently.
“It starts when you wake up in my bed, Baby,” he says in a growl as fire flashes behind his eyes. Heat pools between my legs at the intensity of his words. All this time I have missed outon this version of Zee. I have no intention of missing out anymore.
“I cannot wait,” I breathe out. I sit up and climb up his body so I’m straddling him, his hard cock jutting out at my back as I sit on his abdomen. I lean in and kiss him with the passion I feel rising from my core. His arms wrap around my back and he kisses me back in equal measure. Our embrace becomes heated and hungry before he pulls away and shakes his head, resting his forehead on mine.
“Tye is going to bathe you and I am making you breakfast. Neither one of us is fucking you into the bed this morning.” I practically whine at his words, the need for him aching from deep in my core. “I will make you kneel for me, edge you, and still not let you come if you can’t behave.”
That has my blood throbbing in the place I need him to be but I relent, opting to lower my head and nibble on his lower lip like I have watched him do so often on our online calls. He might have the last word, but I’m going to make sure he knows how I feel.
From behind us Tye clears his throat, “Your bath awaits, Sophie.” There is no scowl or jealousy in his tone, just a hint of playfulness.
“Take this minx away before she regrets it,” says Mack to Tye and I can already see the dynamic –of how things are going to be– forming. Tye walks over to me as I give him my best come-be-with-me eyes, trying my luck on with the other brother, wanting help to release the pressure building between my legs. Tye chuckles and picks me up off Mack’s lap and places me on my feet. He presses his naked body into mine, runs his hand around my neck and kisses me hard on the mouth.
“I want you. Mack wants you. We are trying to behave sothat you have recovered for this evening. Be our good girl and get in the bath,” he says in a low gravelly voice. It makes my neediness throb even harder as my clit sings out at his heated words. I press my lips together and nod like a naughty school girl. Tye takes my hand and leads me into my bathroom where he tenderly washes me from my hair to my toes whilst Mack uses the shower next to us. I might be getting carried away here but this kind of attention feels like home already. Easy, natural and blissful. When Tye has towel-dried me, I walk into my kitchen in my robe where Mack has set about making breakfast. He’s currently flipping pancakes next to a plate of bacon he’s already cooked.
“I hope you don’t mind, I wanted to cook for you,” he blushes like the Zee I’ve known for the past three years. It feels strange to speak to him without his trademark short beard and glasses and slicked back hair. He really does look like a different person when he’s himself.
“It smells yummy, of course I don’t mind you feeding me. It makes a nice change, thank you.” I walk up to him and ask, “Where did your beard go? And can you see ok?”
“I shaved the beard off to be your mystery Dom. But then I had to find a stick-on last week. I didn’t enjoy that part, but it was a necessary accessory so you wouldn’t discover who I was too soon. My glasses are mostly for driving, so that was slightly easier. I can see your beautiful face perfectly.” He grins back as he looks me up and down.
“You got me good, I’ll give you that,” I concede.
“Worth it though.”
“What was worth it?” Tye asks, standing in the doorframe of the bathroom, a towel tied low on his hips as his hand towel-drying his hair. For an IT geek, he is mighty fit.
“The beard,” Mack says to Tye as he adds the last pancake to the stack. Tye nods knowingly. I grab the plates, cutlery and syrups and Mack places the food on the table.
“Thanks so much, Mack,” I say as my mouth waters. “I could honestly eat a horse right now,” I confess.
“You and me both,” Tye agrees as we sit down. We all load our plates up and tuck in, eating the first mouthfuls of delicious fluffy pancakes when I can’t help but ask.
“How was it watching me and Mack play online, Tye? Enjoy what you saw?” To Tye’s credit, he has the good grace to blush profusely as both Mack and I set our eyes on him.
“Yeah Tye, enjoy watching your brother get his cock out for you?” Mack challenges.
Tye puts down his cutlery and holds his hands up. “Ok, I was a dick, I get it. For the record, I thought it was hot, not your cock, Mack, but your role play.”
“Do you like to watch, Tye?” I ask coyly. “It’s ok, this is a safe space, you can tell us,” I purr.
“Look, I’m not a fan of watching my own brother getting his junk out, no. But I can appreciate the dynamic between the two of you. I had a good time, I can’t deny, I came every time,” Tye grins and Mack cringes.
“Hey, he came more than me!” I say turning my attention to Mack. “That’s not fair?!”
“You come when I tell you to come. That chain around your neck is a reminder.”
“Ouch,” laughs Tye as my eyes blaze at Mack. But he’s right, he’s my Dom after all and I fucking love that about him.
“Let’s not deviate from where we were going with this conversation. You watched me have my time with Sophie. You owe me. And you are going to make up for it.”
“Really?” I say perking up at the news. “How?”
