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He scooped her up over his shoulder and chuckled at her little squeak. As Ink strolled through the house, she seemed too shocked to even struggle. He pulled out his phone and sent Hannibal a text. If their little Jewel needed to forget, he was going to make sure that by the end of the night, she didn’t even remember her own name.
Chapter 16
Anticipation is half the fun… or so my Dom tells me.
Hannibal
Hannibal strode into the playroom, his dick already painfully hard. The ride home from the shop had been a complete failure of self-control. He had broken every speed law and a good amount of other traffic laws. It was all Ink’s fault, of course. He had been cleaning up some paperwork at the office when his Brother’s text had come in, triggering the mad rush home.
Ink:Going to tie up our little Jewel, Join us, if you can.
Images of what the kinky fucker was doing to their woman had his cock pressing painfully against his zipper. If he was too slow, he knew he’d come home to her, passed out, and be forced to wait until round two. Ink had answered none of his texts about waiting.
The sight in the room almost took his breath away. Jade stood in the center of the room. Her arms were chained above her, giving him a perfect view of her naked body. A spreader bar stretched her legs apart, making sure every inch of her was visible. The marks on her skin were only a light pink—Ink had been going gentle on her.
The only things she wore were a blindfold and a set of noise canceling headphones. She wouldn’t know he was here until he touched her. Her moans were an interesting mix of frustration and pleasure.
Ink was using a matched set of floggers on her back that he recognized as their softest deer skin. Most subs considered a session with those as nothing more than a light massage. It was surprising to see his Brother, who usually went in for the harsher tools, going so light on her.
“Were those her choice or yours?” Hannibal knew Ink had noticed him the moment he walked in, though the man never stopped the gentle Florentine motion of the floggers.
“I wanted to be sure she was warmed up for us. Nice and relaxed before I really got started. Plus, our girl is a masochist. This is almost a torture for her.” Ink’s smile said he was enjoying her frustration.
The steady thuds against her skin were perfectly in time with the low music playing in the room. “Poor girl. Are you piping in the music to the headphones?”
“Of course. It’s a lot louder in the headset. I wanted to be sure she couldn’t hear us talk.”
“Something I need to know?” Hannibal was concerned. Ink rarely took the time to talk when there was a naked, willing woman in front of him. What could have gone wrong in the less than twenty-four hours since he had seen her?
“She had another encounter with that partner of hers, I think, after she left you. Had her wound tighter than a grandfather clock. Says she has it under control.”
“You don’t think she does?” It was tempting to remove Eric from the equation. If he put Jade in danger, he wouldn’t hesitate to make that happen.
“Possibly. We’ll have to keep a close watch. She wants to relax, to forget about him and all her worries for a night. I told her we might be able to help her out with that.”
“Sounds like fun.” Hannibal strode over to a shelf and grabbed one of his favorite toys. He shrugged out of his cut and shirt, then took off his boots and socks. He positioned himself just far enough away from Jade that she wouldn’t brush up against him as she wiggled under Ink’s tender blows.
He slipped his hands into the vampire gloves. They were a wonderful invention designed to heighten sensation through a combination of textures. Soft fur on one side, supple leather on the other, and dull metal tips at the ends of every finger. Ink moved his strokes down her thighs.
She arched her ass back chasing the leather tails, the motion also causing her lovely breasts to press forward as if begging for touch. Hannibal couldn’t resist any longer. Using the soft fur side of the glove, he brushed his hands down the front of her chest.
She jerked back, startled, and had to catch her balance on the chains holding her up. “Hannibal.” She sighed, her quick mind obviously realizing what was going on. His name was a moan filled with hunger and desire as she leaned into his touch.
As he ran the soft fabric over the tips of her breasts. He alternated between teasing brushes of the fur and the friction of the leather against her nipples. Her moans vibrated straight through him.
Ink stepped back for a moment and switched out to heavier floggers while Hannibal distracted her by playing with her nipples. She was so gorgeous, the way she arched forward against her chains, trying to get more pressure. A beautiful sight. The spreader bar kept her balance precarious. So, she couldn’t do much more than arch and wiggle.
He lowered his mouth down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, gently sucking it in and teasing the tip with his tongue. She squirmed, her thighs clenching as if trying to close her legs to get pressure on her needy little clit. Ink chose that moment to land the first blow with the harder leather against her ass.
Her startled scream had both men chuckling. Ink continued his rhythm and soon she was trying to push out her ass at the same time she pushed her chest forward into Hannibal’s mouth.
“Oh God, yes. Please!”
Hannibal stood up. He took the headphones from her ears, leaning in to nibble her ear. “What a lovely surprise. I come home and find you all needy, and wet. Is that honey for me?”
“Yes, Hannibal. I want you so much. Please Master Ink, can I come now? Please.” Her words were desperate and fast. His Brother must have been edging her from the moment he sent the text.
“That was not very polite of you.” Hannibal ran the metal tips of the glove over the sides of her breasts. He took the tips of each nipple between the metal, pushing down until she squirmed and gave a small squeak. “You call him Master, and I don’t even get a Sir. I don’t think you deserve to come.”
