Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(89)



Mason patted the couch next to him. “I’m serious.”

Cole sat.

Mason took another ring from the box, another band, this one in a different pattern than their wedding bands. He took Cole’s right hand and slipped it onto his ring finger. “I wanted to pick this ring out. I’m the luckiest guy in the world. A beautiful pet, and a handsome husband. I can’t ask for more.”

Cole smiled and leaned in for a kiss. “I suppose I should go get one of your presents now because I can’t give it to you tomorrow in front of everyone.” He disappeared and returned a moment later, handing Mason a business card.

It was for a local place Mason knew did quite a bit of piercings for the kinky community.

And it was an appointment card for the evening of the twenty-seventh.

“What’s this for? I’m not getting pierced.” He’d had enough medical procedures to last him a lifetime, thanks.

Cole smiled and pointed to Kim. “Oh, she doesn’t know yet. That’s to get her clit hood piercing done. You’d mentioned a while back that you thought it’d be nice to get that done.”

She gulped as she looked up at them.

Mason started laughing. “Check under her. I think she just piddled on the carpet.”

Cole grinned. “She better not have.” He sighed. “And to get my nipples done. I’ve been thinking about it. If I don’t like it, I can take them out. I like how it feels when you play with them.”

“Oooh.” Now Mason’s cock had fully hardened. Yes, Kim had already consented to letting them get her pierced.

She’d just thought they’d forgotten about it, since it’d been so many months earlier.

But the thought of both of them getting pierced, even if Cole wasn’t his submissive… Yeah, definitely hot.

He shoved his shorts down and off and pulled off his T-shirt. “Pet, come here. Hop on. Cole, go get the lube and a condom.”

Cole arched an eyebrow at him. “Mase, dinner’s going to be ready in ten minutes.”

“Won’t take us that long. And bring the new egg.”

She moaned as she straddled him on the couch and impaled herself on his cock.

“Now sit there like a good girl and wait,” he said, smiling. He hooked a finger through the D-ring on the front of her collar and pulled her in for a kiss. “Just think, once that piercing heals up, you’ll be even more sensitive down there. We’ll be able to have all sorts of fun with you.”

Yep, her eyes had glazed over. “Yes, Master.”

Cole returned, naked, and a condom already over his stiff cock. He quickly got her ass lubed and slid his cock into position, Mason’s cock twitching at the sound of her moans.

“Hold her hands behind her and f*ck her beautiful brains out.”

Cole did, Mason struggling to hold back his own release as he played with her nipples. “Maybe next Christmas, we’ll get your nipples pierced and be able to hang little jingle bells from them like Ross does to Loren.”

She moaned, lost in subspace.

“That’s it. Let him f*ck our sweet, sexy little pet. A pet who’s going to spend allll day Christmas Day tied up and squirming on our cocks in one way or another.”

Kim was trying to rock against them. She’d admitted one fantasy she’d had was spending Christmas Day like that with them.

They planned on making it happen for her.

He could feel Cole f*cking her through the thin wall of muscle separating their cocks inside her. Their pet, his husband.

Perfection.

He grabbed her chin, holding her, making her look him in the eye. “Go ahead and come for me, pet. You know you like it when we f*ck you like this. You can’t hide it. You’re our sweet little slut, and believe me, we love f*cking you to the point your brain shuts down and your clit takes over.”

That did it. Her body clamped down on their cocks as she tipped over the edge. Mason grabbed her hips and started f*cking her, coming about the same time as Cole. Cole pulled out first, and Mason held out his hand for the new egg and the controller.

She hadn’t seen this one yet, and it was even bigger than the other two. Cole had released her arms and went to clean up. “Raise up, pet.”

She did, Mason’s softening cock falling from her. He slipped the egg inside her, giggling out loud when she moaned at the feel of it sliding in.

Then he hit the switch and giggled again when she cried out as she came, her head dropping onto his shoulder.

“She like it?” Cole called out from where he was cleaning up in the master bathroom.

“I think so. That wasn’t even high.” Mason adjusted the egg some more, Kim nearly collapsing on top of him.

He grabbed her by the hair and made her go down on him. “Clean me up, pet, then go clean yourself up in the bathroom.”

She came at least one more time while she was doing that. Then he took pity on her and turned it down onto low when he let her get up to go to the bathroom.

She kind of wobbled a little on her feet, but she headed down the hall.

Mason snickered, waited, then cranked it up to high. He heard her cry out from the bathroom and Cole started laughing. He emerged, dressed in shorts and nothing else.

“That was mean.” But he wore a smile.

“Hey, I just wanted to test the range.”

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