Page 127 of Love Unlimited

Really, it was the same as sex. Incompressible, but beautiful now that he knew how to find the beauty in it.

A lot of art was like that, especially some of Ash’s creations. It didn’t need to make sense to move him.

When they were both laying as instructed, Dustin knelt over their thighs, one of his knees between each of their legs. Ash looked up at Zhong, sharing their desire with him, drawing him in.

Dustin tapped Ash’s shoulder. I won’t do anything that requires a safeword. If you want me to stop, just sign no or wait.

OK, Ash agreed readily. Then they signed no, their first two fingers meeting their thumb twice, to demonstrate. They repeated with wait, wiggling all their fingers with palms facing upward.

Good, Dustin complimented Ash. He turned to Lena. Same goes for you. Tell me if you want to stop.

She rolled her eyes. I can’t tell you to stop if you don’t get started.

Zhong chuckled, knowing she was being difficult just to elicit a response.

Lena didn’t wait to see that response though. Instead, she looped an arm around Ash, and drew them into a kiss. Zhong could only see the tops of their heads, one light and one dark. Lena’s pale strands were already slipping out of the braid he’d made, and Ash’s were a tumble of midnight.

So he watched Dustin instead. He expected Dustin to look angry—well, at least to pretend some level of annoyance—but he wore a look of tenderness that he probably didn’t want the subs to see. He winked at Zhong.

Then he brought a sharp hand down on each of their asses. Zhong could see the ripple of reaction flow through each of their bodies, Ash’s back arching and Lena’s back wriggling.

I didn’t say you could kiss, Dustin told them harshly. Face forward.

They were both grinning when they looked up at Zhong, pleased with getting away with something and even happier knowing they’d been caught.

Zhong tried to keep a somber expression, since he was supposed to be on the Daddy side of the equation. But he could see how they were all playing with this idea of discipline, how much this was just one more aspect of everything that made Ash so joyous and bubbly, and Lena so prickly and bratty. So he grinned back.

Dustin smacked both of them again, and this time Zhong could see their reactions fully. There was an indrawn breath, a shock of surprise, a squint of pain… and then this glorious flutter of eyelids that slipped into something like relaxation. Their faces were so different, but their expressions were the same. It was only afterward that they diverged, Ash going languid and dreamy while Lena went tight and needy.

The next slap of Dustin’s hands started the cycle all over again. Dustin himself looked fierce and powerful, his expression of sharp concentration its own expression of care. When the two subs squirmed and arched, his face tightened with them. And when they each relaxed, he exhaled and his eyes went hazy as he stroked down their bodies.

All three of them made a beautiful tableau. Zhong still had no desire to spank anyone. But this felt like something he could happily watch forever.

Chapter 21

Ash

Ash felt the sharp sting of pain wash through them, transforming and tumbling into pleasure as it moved through their muscles, traveling to their fingers and toes.

They could feel Lena’s warmth beside them, their skin alight where their arm brushed hers. Daddy Dustin was a dark force towering over them, bringing delightful zings of pain and then soothing with warm hands that grew more possessive as he explored their ass.

But it was Daddy who they kept their eyes on, watching the expression on his face as much as he was watching theirs. He looked at times curious, other times intent. But mostly he wore a look of awe, a kind of peaceful enchantment at watching them all.

His eyes drifted between the three of them, but each time he came back to Ash, they felt something burning inside them. They were already in heaven, but Daddy made it so much more.

Daddy Dustin’s hands fell on their ass again, and it was deliciously perfect. They had a Daddy who would punish them now, someone who would keep them in line, who would torment and delight them with this delicious heat. They just wished they hadn’t worn jean shorts today. They wanted to feel all of that power without anything in the way.

Not that they were complaining. Every slap and stroke of Daddy Dustin’s broad hands felt like a sizzling point of connection. A claim on their body and desires, but also a promise of love and a life together.

Daddy Dustin squeezed their ass, hard, over the places he’d just spanked. Ash moaned, pushing against his hand and wishing again they could feel it skin-to-skin. But maybe that would be next.

Daddy Dustin’s hand trailed up their back, then he tapped their shoulder in an attention-getting gesture. Ash turned their head to look at him.

Now you can kiss.

Ash didn’t need a second invitation. Lena was gorgeous, ethereal in the glowing light of the fire and the moon. In years of crushing on her, in feeling that zinging excitement every time they got close, Ash had always thought she was untouchable and out of reach. And now Lena was theirs.

They touched her cheek gently, loving how the soft wisps of pale hair that had escaped the braid curved along her jaw, even while they could feel the rough dark stubble that was starting to fill in. Ash thought of Lena as all female, but they still enjoyed these little details that made her even more.