Page 174 of Candy Canes


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That said, a silent hiss of air escapes me when Don’s hands roam over her curves, sending a wave of jealousy through me. I want to be the one touching her, exploring every inch of herbody. But I know that tonight is not about me. It’s about her, and I want to make sure that she gets everything she desires – all of us.

Wint comes to join me, sitting in the empty seat beside mine and settling back to enjoy the show.

“You look stunning, Sugar. Edible,” Don tells her, licking the shell of her ear and making her eyes droop with lust. “But these need to come off for what we have in mind.”

She swallows and nods, not opening her eyes and giving herself over to us. Don’s hands slide up Candy’s bare arms to the straps on her shoulders. He slips his fingers under them and guides them down. Her breath catches and he traces the rise and fall of her breasts just above the satin neckline. Satin and sequins and leather. She’s a temptress dressed in black, but by the time I’m done, she’ll be a goddess wrapped in red.

Don’s huge hands move to circle her waist, emphasising how tiny and delicate she is. My cock throbs. He slowly unzips her leather pencil skirt and it falls to the ground, leaving her standing in her heels and hold ups, her thong and corset. Fuck. That’s a sight to behold.

I nod to Frost, who steps forward and takes Candy’s hand, making her jump. Her eyes flutter open and she gives him a trusting smile. He carefully helps her step out of the skirt and then kneels at her feet. Candy surprises me by reaching out and running her hand through Frost’s white locks and he gazes up at her with such adoration it gives me pause.

Kissing the top of her thigh reverently, he slowly rolls down one stocking, a groaning noise coming from the back of his throat. When he reaches her ankle, he carefully supports her to remove her shoe, then the nylon, before replacing her heel and repeating the action on the other side. Then he drags her lacy thong down her legs and waits for her to step out of it beforeballing it up and tossing it to Wint, who catches it, brings it to his nose and inhales deeply.

“Delicious,” he growls, causing her to blush as he pockets them and Don nuzzles her neck.

As Frost stands, he glides his palms up the length of her shapely legs and her knees buckle, but Don’s grip on her hips holds her steady. I watch, fascinated, as Candy’s eyes close once more, her lips parted as she savours the sensations that Frost’s touch has brought her. Don leans in close to her ear, drawing her back against him.

“You’re doing so well, Sugar,” he whispers, his own hands tracing a path up the front of her corset and cupping her breasts. “Just relax and enjoy.”

Candy nods, her eyes still closed, as Don begins to kiss and nibble his way down her neck, his fingers sliding into her corset to play with her nipples, making her gasp and moan.

I flick my gaze to Dash who looks enraptured with the show.

Good. I don’t want to exclude my brother, not really, but I do intend to punish his ass for not confiding in us, and I know that his current pleasure in watching Candy will soon give way to desperation when he can’t join in.

A mewl draws my attention back to Candy. Don has removed her corset and is twisting her nipples and she’s standing there in all her naked glory, but for the pair of killer heels.

With a low growl, I reach down and grab what I need from next to my feet, then stand up and slowly make my way over to them, the sound of my boots against the floor echoes in the room, creating an eerie atmosphere. She doesn’t move as I come closer, but her eyes open and fix on me.

Sliding my hand possessively around Candy’s waist, Don looks at me, a wicked grin on his face, as I whisper “Are you ready, my sweet?”, my voice low and husky.

She nods, her painted red lips slightly parted. The desire is swimming in her clear bright eyes, blatant in her need for something that only I can provide. I smile, releasing the roll of red silk ribbon in my hands so that it unravels all the way down to the floor.

“We’re going to push your limits. You’re going to put your hands out in front of you. Wrists together,” I say, my voice heavy with desire. “If you have no objections, Dash will bind them for you.”

She shakes her head, making me tut. “Words, Floss.”

“No objections.”

“Good. He’s not permitted to touch you, do you understand?” She nods. “If he does, you’ll both be punished.” She whimpers, her eyes wide.

At my nod, she holds out her hands and Dash carefully wraps the silk ribbon around her wrists several times, then ties a secure knot and finishes with a fancy bow. I pass him the scissors to cut off some of the excess, which he does, before wrapping the leftover ribbon around his hand and trailing it over Candy’s breasts. She moans. Dash, the clever little shit, just grins. He didn’ttechnicallybreak any rules.

“Sensational, Kitten,” he purrs, drinking her in and gazing at her with yearning.

I growl at him and he hands me the remaining ribbon before taking my seat, blowing Candy a kiss which makes her smile softly. I waste no time using the rest of the silk to harness her breasts and hips, unable to resist rubbing the material back and forth between her legs until the ribbon comes away wet and securing it in such a way between her thighs that the material cups her lips and parts them slightly.

Once she’s securely bound, I step back and admire the view.

I knew she’d look magnificent trussed up in red, and the lipstick and nail varnish is the perfect finishing touch.

“Now that you’re mine, Candy, there’s no going back. Are you sure you want to continue?”

“Y-yes,” she stammers, staring at my hands as they trace her bound flesh.

“I’m glad to hear that, Floss,” I murmur, stroking her jaw as I lean in and claim her lips in an intense kiss.

Her sweet taste fills me and I groan, sliding my hands down to her ass and lifting her to me. She opens her mouth, sliding her tongue against mine and I have to drag myself away before I’m lost to her completely.

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