His boy groaned and stood up on tiptoe while Aidan worried the hard nub. Then Aidan sucked hard and pinched his other nipple.
“Please, Sir,” Gavin rasped. “You have to stop.”
“Why?”
“I’m going to come.”
“Nice. Sensitive there, eh?” Mike grinned and rubbed more lube over himself. “I bet he’d look so pretty with clamps.”
Aidan agreed. “A cock ring too. You said you’ve tried the clamps before, yes?” he asked Gavin.
Gavin nodded.
“What?”
“Yes, Sir.” His husky voice and pearling cock spoke for him.
So fucking beautiful. “Stand tall. I’m going to dress you up.” Aidan found a pair of gold clamps attached by a thin chain that he’d set out earlier. He sucked Gavin’s nipple, then fastened the clip on using a lighter tension. Gavin’s hiss of pleasure and rocking pelvis were too much for Mike.
“Christ. Let me get inside him.”
Aidan shook his head. “Not yet.” He applied the other clip and gave the chain a tug.
A small spurt of precum jetted from Gavin’s tip. Aidan leaned down to lick it off, and Gavin begged him for mercy.
“How pretty. He’s so polite.” Mike hugged Gavin, rubbing against his ass, and Gavin leaned his head back, his mouth parted on another moan.
Aidan heard his mental cries for release. The clamps were his key. The man had a major sensitivity about his chest.
“Take him, Mike. Not too hard. He’s tight.” And he’s mine. But just for the mission. “Lean over and grab on to me, boy. Hold me while Mike fucks you. At no time are you allowed to look away from my eyes.”
Gavin swallowed hard. “Yes, S-sir.”
Aidan watched as a good Dom should, taking note of his sub’s expressions. Mike’s intrusion hurt, because Gavin winced. But Mike obeyed. He slowly inched into Gavin’s ass, his own forehead wrinkled with concentration as he did his best to be careful.
“You feel full?” Aidan asked Gavin.
“Yes, Sir. Oh God. Yes.”
Aidan grinned. Gavin’s soft breaths warmed his chest, and the unfocused glaze in his eyes gave Aidan more joy than he’d imagined he might receive. Watching Gavin take his pleasure made all of this right. A good boy, Gavin did exactly as ordered. He stared at Aidan while Mike took him.
The jerky motions of his body, the sway of the gold chain between his nipples, his parted lips and little moans—all of it signaled he’d reached his end. And not once had he come, though Aidan could hear how much he struggled against it.
“Come hard, Mike.” Aidan watched Mike fuck Gavin with a greater zeal, and knowing how much Gavin needed it, he initiated deeper contact. He tilted Gavin’s chin up. “Kiss me, baby,” he murmured, and nearly lost it when Gavin yanked him closer and kissed him with so much passion, Aidan was surprised they didn’t combust.
Mike swore and groaned, pumping inside Gavin like crazy. Gavin thrust his tongue inside Aidan, practically raping his mouth as he did his best not to come. Aidan loved his desperation, saw that he’d pushed Gavin as hard as he could go, and prodded him to release. He tugged at Gavin’s chain and nipped his way to Gavin’s ear. “Come, boy. All over your Master.” Aidan slid his hand over Gavin’s cock and squeezed.
Gavin cried out and came like a waterfall. Jets of seed hit Aidan’s belly while Gavin moaned his name over and over.
Mike just stood behind him, lost in climax. His hands tightly gripped Gavin’s waist, his entire body locked into the delightful sub who had finally followed orders.
“You make me happy, boy,” Aidan murmured as he allowed Gavin to come down.
He shared a grin with Mike. But when he looked down at Gavin, he didn’t expect to see tears, or that they’d get to him in a place he’d thought long dead.
Chapter Seven
Gavin felt like a complete pussy, but he couldn’t stop himself. Coming so hard after being that aroused hurt, but not as much as accepting how much he cared for Aidan. He knew he shouldn’t be acting this way, but he couldn’t stop himself. The clamps, another man fucking him while Aidan watched, and then having Aidan call him baby—it all reminded him that Aidan could be his if only the big man would take a chance.
Not the best time for matters of the heart to come crashing down, but hell, when was a good time? They were getting more and more dangerous jobs, thanks to Stallbridge. And who knew if their mission would be a success, or if one of them would die trying to succeed? Gavin couldn’t imagine being without Aidan by his side, and he had a terrible feeling if he didn’t fetch that book back, he’d be on a one-way trip out of Bend.
Oddly enough, he had a feeling Aidan wanted the same thing: a connection with Gavin that would continue past this mission.
He’d seen Aidan looking at him when he didn’t think Gavin was watching. He’d felt the subtle pets, the gentle strokes over his heart that pierced his soul. Aidan could read minds, but he refused to read emotions. Kitty had nailed it.
The thing was, Gavin had liked being handled by another man while Aidan watched. But only because Aidan watched. As much as Aidan pretended not to care, he’d looked way too possessive, even for a man only supposed to be a pretend Master.
Aidan scowled, and Gavin didn’t bother hiding his thoughts. You want me more than you like.
“More than is healthy,” Aidan corrected in a growl.
Mike slowly withdrew from Gavin’s ass, and Gavin shivered, sensitive and still coming down off his endorphin rush.
“Give us a few minutes, Mike.”
Mike nodded at Aidan. “I’ll go clean up and be back in five.”
They waited in silence until Mike left. His footsteps sounded loud going up the stairs.
“You’re not playing your part.” Aidan crossed his arms over his chest.
To Gavin’s delight, his lover’s cock was more than hard again. And some of it was covered in Gavin’s semen. “Sure I am. I’m a defiant sub who needs his Master’s discipline.” He smiled at Aidan, aware that every time he did, an almost hunted expression crept over the blond’s face.
Just like it did now. Gavin caught a glimpse of the man he wanted to belong to. Aidan wanted him, but he didn’t know how to admit or accept it. Gavin might be a PWP screwup, but he knew human emotion. Sitting on the sidelines ensured he’d seen it all. And Kitty’s input helped him understand why his lover refused to bend.
“You do need discipline,” Aidan muttered and ran a hand through his blond hair. “What’s with the tears?” Even as he growled the question, he wiped Gavin’s cheeks, the touch soothing and soft.
“I don’t know. You tell me.”
Aidan huffed out a breath. “It’s not like Mike pounded you into subspace. You shouldn’t be experiencing such a big release.”
“You’re not reading my mind.”
“Sex is an intimacy that should tell me what I need to know. I’ve been reading your body. I’m trying not to read your mind, because when we’re in California, I’ll be focused on the bad guys. You need to be on my same page. I can’t worry about you when we’re there.”
“But you will.”
Aidan flushed—the first time Gavin could recall seeing the man turn red. “I will not.”
Aidan cared, though he didn’t want to. But that was enough to satisfy Gavin. “I’m sorry I cried.”
“So am I.” Aidan looked torn, but then he leaned close and kissed Gavin. The comforting gesture filled that void in Gavin’s heart, and he wanted to cry all over again, ecstatic because Aidan couldn’t help himself. He jerked when his leg chains tightened around his ankles.