At least that made him grin. “Like you said, darlin’, you went in, eyes open.”
Those eyes rolled.
It was cute.
But he couldn’t get caught up in her cute.
“D’s gonna try to save us from all that,” he declared.
“Rebel doesn’t care. We don’t care,” Molly pointed out.
“He does.”
Molly sat straight in her seat, lifting both hands to wrap her fingers around the base of her throat because she knew he was right.
She crossed her legs under her and dropped her hands in her lap.
“How do we get him around all this?” she asked.
“I don’t know. But maybe Rebel will.”
She nodded.
Then her pretty face grew hard with determination, her green eyes glittering with it.
“Fuck him good, Maddox,” she said in a voice he’d never heard from her. “Give it to him hard and sweet like you can do. Give it to him in a way, when you’re through with him, he’ll know he’ll never have better.”
“I can’t do that without you there,” he reminded her.
She lifted a hand and waved it at her side. “Don’t you worry. I’ll give him my goodness later.” She jerked her head to the door. “It’s your turn now.”
He loved all things about Molly.
This new goodness was just added to all the rest.
He pushed himself from his chair, went to his woman, wrapped a hand behind her head, bunching her hair as he leaned in and took her mouth.
“Love you, baby,” he whispered.
“Love you too, Maddox,” she replied.
He touched his lips to hers, let her go and moved to the French doors to get to D.
With Diesel trussed ankles to wrists, both to the headboard, open and spread wide, watching his thick, hard cock bob, listening to his clenched grunts, with a short paddle, Maddox spanked his ass red and raw.
Always a sight to see no matter how he saw it, D’s ass after a thrashing.
Phenomenal.
“Jesus, brother,” D bit out as Maddox covered a spot he’d hit again and again.
Maddox looked at him. “Enough?”
“Take it until you’re done givin’ it,” D returned.
Yeah, but not to prove you’re a man anymore. No. Now so you can give me whatever I want before you take it away.
“Enough,” Maddox muttered, tossed the paddle aside, positioned facing D, bent to his boy and sucked his cock deep.
D’s hips jerked up as he ground out, “Christ.”
Maddox sucked him, hard, fast, added a hand to pump, and snaked the other one up his chest to tweak a nipple.
“Christ,” D gritted, his limbs jerking.
He liked the feel of that so Maddox latched onto Diesel’s nipple, squeezing and twisting as he fisted his dick and sucked him off.
“Gonna have no choice but to blow, brother,” Diesel shared thickly.
Maddox knew that, considering his man’s entire body was straining to hold back the load.
Maddox slipped him out, came up to his knees, and jacked him off, still twisting his nipple.
He did this as he took Diesel in, that big, muscled body of his bound like that.
It was how he did him when he shaved him.
Totally on offer. The only movement was reactionary.
No control.
Giving that up to Maddox.
Even when he worked Maddox, D gave the power to Mad. Maddox didn’t even know if D knew he was doing it.
Then again, that went both ways like it always did in kink.
In relationships.
You gave your power.
And that gave you power.
“String you up like this an entire weekend,” he murmured, letting his eyes move over the meat on display in front of him, stroking up to the tip, running his thumb hard along the soft, distended skin there, watching Diesel swallow, his hands clench into fists. “Let Molly strap in, come use you, watch her take you ’til she comes, move in behind her, fuck you ’til I come and you blow for me. Cover you in your cum. Fill you with mine. All weekend long.”
“Maddox,” D whispered.
Mad looked in his hot eyes, pumping his dick again, harder, pulling at his nipple, and he watched D clench his teeth.
“Do you have any fuckin’ clue how beautiful you are?” Mad asked.
A flash in those blue eyes before they closed down.
Nope.
He still couldn’t handle shit like that.
“Fuck me,” Diesel grunted, rolling up into Maddox’s strokes, trying to gain some control over the situation, Maddox, where they were at.
“I will, baby,” Maddox replied. “Now I’m gonna spend time lookin’ at you.”
“Just fuck me, Mad.”
Maddox bent and licked the head of D’s cock.
“Fuckin’ love this dick,” he muttered.
“Suck it,” D encouraged.
He straightened and kept pumping him, slowing it down, but deepening the strokes and letting go of his nipple to allow his hand to roam that warm skin, his gaze again capturing D’s.
Maddox’s voice dipped way low when he said, “You’ll never taste better pussy than Molly’s.”
Another flare in those eyes, anger, maybe fear, or sadness, before he bit out, “I know that.”
“You’ll never love the meat up your ass like you love takin’ mine.”
“I know that, asshole. So give it to me,” D clipped.
Maddox let his cock go and reached to the drawer in the bedside table.
He then knelt in front of Diesel and made a show of lubing his dick.
D watched his hand move on his cock, hunger filling his features, and muttered, “Jesus, fuck, you’re a motherfucker.”
With that, Maddox moved in, positioned the head, then he moved in, sliding inside Diesel slowly, his chest brushing against his boy’s, his face an inch away.
“How much you love your monster, baby?” Mad asked after he’d filled him.
“Love it, Mad,” D whispered.
“Yeah,” Maddox replied, taking long, deep thrusts. “Now I’m gonna fuck you hard, D.”
“Yeah,” Diesel grunted.
That was when Maddox kissed him, wet, long, taking his ass faster, both men grunting against each other’s tongues.
And then Mad broke the kiss, positioned for leverage and power, and fucked his boy hard.
And his boy took it hard, not hiding how much he liked it.
So that bought Maddox fucking him harder.
“Need your hand,” D groaned.
Maddox wrapped a fist around D’s cock and jacked.
“Gotta come,” D huffed out.
Maddox kept driving in. “Not without me.”
D’s ass clamped around him and his dazed eyes semi-focused on Mad’s.
“Get there,” he growled.
“You ever gonna take another cock but your monster?” Maddox asked.
Diesel’s head jerked.
“Mad—”
Jacking his cock, fucking his ass, Maddox dropped his forehead to D’s.
“Is any cock but mine ever gonna be up this ass?” he demanded.
“Baby—”
“Answer me,” Maddox bit.
“No,” D bit back.
“Ever?”
“Never.”
“Your dick gonna take any other pussy but Molly’s?”
“No.”
“Never?”
“Never.”
“Vow it, D.”
“Let me come.”
Maddox punished that red ass with his meat and commanded, “Vow it, Diesel.”