Page 11 of Enter if you Dare: Part Two

“Thank you for understanding. Everything has happened so fast, and I need time to breathe.”

He nods. “Mine.”

I laugh. I have never been claimed before, and it would be a lie to say I don’t like it.

His hands move down my back, and he turns me around as he reaches for the body wash. He works it over my shoulders, and I shiver beneath his touch. The water streams between us, and he follows the body wash with his mouth, kissing across my collarbone. I turn and do the same to him, my hands sliding over his chest and arms, feeling the muscles underneath.

Then I kneel in front of him and take him into my mouth. The water runs over both of us, and his hand cradles the back of my head. His breathing gets heavier, and I can feel him trying to hold back. He pulls me up, lifting me into his arms as I wrap my legs around him, and carries me out of the bathroom still dripping wet. I’m completely naked in his arms as he walks me toward the main room of the shed where Cipher and Noa are waiting, a rope tied to the beams.

Cave lowers me down and raises my arms above my head, wrapping the rope around my left wrist, then the other end around my right.

My feet still touch the ground and my body is free to move, but I cannot control my arms. I feel exposed with them all here, their eyes roaming my skin.

“Your safe word is red. If it gets too much, just say the word and we will stop,” Noa says, and I nod.

Cipher surprises me by moving in closer. He is now shirtless, bare besides the bandage covering his wound. His mouth finds the hollow of my collarbone, and he kisses along it softly as goosebumps line my skin. His hands slide up my sides, tracing the shape of me.

Closing my eyes, I enjoy the feel of his lips and hands on me.

My eyes fly open when another hand touches me. Noa’s fingers trail down my shoulder, up my arm, and stop at the ropes.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs.

Cipher’s mouth moves across my shoulder, while Noa’s hand slides down my body. Glancing around, I find Cave taking us in—waiting and watching.

“Can I touch more of you?” Cipher asks.

“Yes,” I pant, not taking my eyes off Cave. “Touch me wherever you want.”

Cave steps closer, and I moan as Cipher sucks the skin on my neck. Noa wraps his hands around my waist and moves them slowly higher until his thumbs sweep the undersides of my breasts.

Cave reaches out and brushes my cheekbone. “Mine,” he says possessively.

I pull against the ropes, leaning into Noa’s touch and arching slightly. Cipher follows the movement with his mouth.

“Patience,” Noa says with a chuckle. “We’re only touching right now.”

Cave traces the line of my jaw with his fingers, and Cipher moves slightly to give him room. Cave leans in and kisses me, and I now sense two men behind me—a mouth on my shoulder blade, hands on my waist. All their touches are a sensory overload.

“Oh god, please,” I moan, not knowing what I’m asking for but needing it anyway.

Cave steps back and spins me so I’m facing Noa and Cipher.

Noa drops to his knees and grabs my waist, pulling me forward. He runs his hands down to my thighs while he kisses my stomach. My pussy is throbbing, needing someone to touch me there.

Cipher’s fingers trace ghostly lines on my ribs, and as Noa’s mouth drops lower, he lifts one of my legs over his shoulder. He leans in, his tongue parting my pussy lips.

“Oh fuck! Please.”

He takes his time, his tongue stopping short each time, and my clit throbs. Cave palms one of my breasts while Cipher takes my other nipple in his mouth, sucking and lightly biting on the tender point.

My entire body trembles, and my wrists pull against the ropes. I need to thread my fingers through his hair or grind myself onto his face, but I can’t.

Noa pulls back. “Look at her, look how magnificent she is at our mercy.”

Cave cups my pussy, the tips of his fingers pressing inside me slightly, teasing, as my breath hitches.

“Close?” Cipher asks, then bites down harder on my nipple.