Beyond Control(39)

Jasper moved, one shoulder brushing the inside of Lex's thigh as he knelt beside Noelle. "Touch her like you would if it were just the two of you," he commanded. "Let Mad and Ace see how you make her come when you're not putting on a show."

That made Noelle laugh as she nuzzled Lex's belly, her lips a warm tickle. "The only difference is how fast I make her come. Or how slow..."

"Is that true, Lex?" Mad's familiar face filled her vision, mischief in his dark eyes and his hair as rakishly disheveled as ever. He'd lost his shirt, too, revealing sinuous tattoos that started just below his collarbone on either side of his body and wrapped down his arms, arms that flexed as he tugged at her hair and grinned. "Did you teach her your trick? It's never about who's watching, is it?"

No, the shows were about the truth at the heart of desire. Fake was exactly that, and no amount of acting could make it real. But if you started with something honest--attraction, affection, lust--then all you had to do was dress it up in naughty little costumes and let them watch you get off.

The men and women watching might not know why it worked so well, but they sure as hell knew it did.

Two wet fingers--one delicate, one wide and blunt--circled her clit, and Lex shuddered as the haze surged over her. "It is now," she whispered. "Dallas is watching."

"Yeah, he is." Mad traced a path down her throat and around one nipple, teasing it with touches just as soft as the ones between her thighs. "You can feel it, can't you? Fuck, I can feel it. If I make one wrong move, he'll be over here, breaking my fingers off one at a time."

"So make the right ones." Lex could feel it, the weight of Dallas's fierce stare, as she leaned up as far as she could reach and bit Mad's shoulder.

It drove a rasping curse from him as his fingers tightened in her hair, but Ace returned before she could savor her triumph. "I love these nipple rings," he said, dangling one in front of her. The delicate silver circle was decorated with stylized flames and the outline of a fierce-looking skull that almost matched the one inked on their wrists. He winked at her before addressing Dallas. "Tell me I get to be the one to put them on, boss."

Mad didn't loosen his grip on her hair, but Lex didn't need to see Dallas to imagine the look on his face, not when his voice carried such heat and promise. "Well, Lexie? Do you want Ace's mouth on your tits? That's how he wants to do it, you know. Nestle that ring around the tip of your nipple and suck until it's all snug and tight."

She tried to answer, but the sudden, wet rasp of a tongue over the hood of her clit stole her breath. The constant stimulation coupled with the distraction had her spinning, struggling to keep up with her body's reactions.

The chains around her wrists rattled as she arched, seeking the promise of Dallas's words. "I want it." An answer to the question, and a declaration of so much more.

Cool silver nestled around the tip of one nipple and then the other with barely enough pressure to tingle. Her only warning was Mad's hand releasing her hair before two mouths latched on to her.

No, four. Noelle and Jasper licking her *, Mad and Ace sucking her nipples to aching, caged points. Panting, Lex lifted her head far enough to see Dallas.

He smiled and pressed one hand against his fly, where his cock strained his jeans. "They can lick you, darling. They can stroke you and suck you and pet you, but they can't have you. The only question now is how many times I'm gonna watch you come before I get my cock in you."

Lex didn't know what would be worse--if he made her wait through orgasm after orgasm, or if he jumped in before the others had wrung every ounce of pleasure from her limp body.

She swallowed hard, every nerve ending alive, electric. "You want me over the edge before you f*ck me. You know you do."

"Yeah. Doesn't make you any less greedy, but I like you that way." He slid his thumb over his belt, like he was considering unbuckling it, then stretched his arm out along the back of the couch again. "Jas? Show Noelle how to put on Lex's last bit of jewelry."

His answering rumble vibrated through Lex as he licked her one last time and sucked on her clit. Not hard enough to get her off, but enough to make her muscles ache as she chased his retreating mouth with a buck of her hips. "Fuck, Jasper, don't stop."

He ignored her entreaty in favor of pinching the slick inner lips of her *. "Just...like this," he whispered, guiding Noelle's hesitant fingers.

A different sort of pinch sent a shudder ripping through Lex. Cool metal on hot flesh, the unyielding bite of the jewelry holding her clit exposed and hard.

As if it wasn't intense enough, Ace slipped one hand down her body to tug gently on her new adornment. "Poor Lex. All dolled up, and no chance to come."

An honest-to-Christ whimper escaped her, and she bit her tongue.

"Lex." Dallas's voice, rough and commanding. "Look at me, Lex."

Her body moved, an instantaneous obedience that required no thought. No will but his.

He was leaning forward, almost straining toward her, his eyes glazed and heavy. Hungry. "Every touch is because of me. Their hands, their mouths. My gift to you. Let me see how much you love it, Lexie. Let me see you let go."

Ace bent his head to her breasts again, and Noelle teased Lex with another slow, leisurely lick. A rush of pleasure tilted her head back, but Mad clenched his hand in her hair and forced her gaze back to Dallas.

Pure lust burned in his eyes, a need that matched her own. His words were truth--others were touching her, bringing her pleasure, but every bit of it ultimately came from Dallas.

Everything.

Mad sucked a tiny line of kisses up the side of her neck, then closed his teeth in a sharp bite that shocked her into a shudder that didn't stop. It couldn't, not with every inch of her body on high alert and vibrating with the promise of a painfully intense orgasm.

Dallas inclined his head as if nodding permission, but his echoed words were nothing short of command. "Let go."

It wasn't until Jasper pushed her hips down that Lex realized she'd arched off the chair. Her muscles shook, everything throbbed--and then it all snapped in a screaming rush of relief and release. The almost electric shock of it sizzled through her in jagged, clutching waves, carried and prolonged by tongues, whispers. Groans.

"That's right," a feminine voice finally murmured against her cheek. Soft fingers stroked Lex's face as she trembled through the aftermath of pleasure. Bliss, warmth--and smooth skin sliding over hers. When she opened her eyes Noelle was there, straddling her lap and tracing Lex's lower lip with her thumb. "That was so hot."

Lex could barely breathe. "Christ. Dallas doesn't f*ck around."

"No, he doesn't." Noelle glanced over her shoulder, and Lex caught a hint of the teasing smile the younger woman flashed at him. "I wonder if we can get him off the couch if we play a little..."

Ace laughed from where he'd sprawled out on a cushion next to the chair. "Princess, no one's going to interrupt if you start giving Lex a lap dance. Except Jas, maybe, because he's a joy killer."

Jasper responded with a lazy stretch. "You know you want a piece of me, you jealous *."

"Of course he does," Noelle said blithely. Her eyes lit with hungry excitement as she brushed her thumb over Lex's nipple, pinching it against the silver ring nestled around it. "Do you, Lex? Do you want Jas and Dallas to f*ck you at the same time?"

So much anticipation in those breathless words, but Lex didn't get a chance to respond. A low growl rumbled over them from the direction of the couch, and leather creaked. "Jas knows better than to get his dick anywhere near Lex."

"Someday, honey," she promised instead, the whisper as much for Dallas as it was for Noelle.

Laughing, Noelle ducked her head. Her tongue circled Lex's nipple, tracing the ring before flicking over the tight peak.

Lex shivered. If she'd had her hands free, she'd have cradled Noelle's head, though whether she would have pulled her closer or pushed her away, she didn't know. "I need a damn cigarette."

"Cigarettes are for afterwards," Dallas drawled. A tiny smile played at the corner of his mouth. "And if you've still got brains enough to string words together, then we're just getting started. Ace?"

"Yeah, boss?"

Dallas crooked a finger, and Ace rolled to his feet and padded toward the couch. The whispers they exchanged were low, too low for Lex to hear.

A renewed surge of heat distracted her as Mad dragged Noelle's head over to her other nipple and urged her to suck harder. She obeyed eagerly, and Mad laughed hoarsely when Lex cursed through clenched teeth. "God, girl. You were wasted in Eden. So much hunger. No wonder Lex snatched you up."

Noelle's lips curved into a smile against her breast, and a heartbeat later soft fingers stroked down her belly. "Dallas wants her to come," Noelle replied innocently. "I'm just being obedient."