Seduction in Black and White

Chapter 1-3

His ass clenched, his muscles flexing every single time Gideon thrust forward. His fingers shook, and the tremors fled through him. His breath, when his lungs worked at all, mimicked the rhythm of Emma’s shouted gasps. Emma had obeyed him well, and there wasn’t a single thin barrier between them. It would have been difficult enough to tolerate Emma’s pleasure and satisfaction, but Gideon’s appetite was something with a razor edge, slicing through Jesse’s body.

Though Gideon often taunted Jesse with the threat of forcing him to watch while he was the one to take pleasure with Emma, this was the first time he had actually followed through on it. It was both better and worse than Jesse had imagined, the rapture in watching the two people he loved most in this world competing with the need to be a part of them. His vantage allowed him to see every pink fold of Emma’s p***y, the prominent vein running the length of Gideon’s c**k as it plunged in and out of her tight passage. He wanted to reach forward, just to touch, but every time his body shifted, even in the tiniest increments, fresh slivers of agony radiated through his aching balls.

“Look at him,” Gideon whispered. It was meant for Emma’s ear, but he said it loud enough for Jesse to hear. Jess was certain that was intentional. “He’s dripping already. I’ll bet you want to get down there and just lick it all off his stomach, don’t you, Em?”

It seemed to take forever for her eyes to focus on Jesse, and her tongue ran over her full lips more than once as she fought to speak.

“God, yes.”

“He does taste good. I’m tempted myself. But we both know if I let you, you’d swallow his c**k down, and we can’t have that.” His eyes glittered as they locked with Jesse’s. “Can we, boy?”

Jesse had a lot of practice at keeping himself, and his responses, under control. Now he had to call on every bit of reserve in his body to answer Gideon’s question. “No, we can’t.” And they both knew why. c**k ring or no, the second Emma swallowed him, he’d come. He knew he would.

“So you’ll just have to imagine it.” His thrusts grew more violent, his hand sneaking down to trace around her clit. Emma was shuddering with every stroke now, the twin spots of colors on her cheeks betraying how close she was to coming. “Shouldn’t be hard. He’s had his c**k buried in your throat often enough.”

Emma’s eyes widened, and he was immersed in another torrent of lust. Knowing she was doing exactly what Gideon told her to do, knowing how much it affected her, knowing she wanted to get on her knees to swallow his c**k was more powerful than any desire she channeled into his body. Of course, it wasn’t new. Of course, he knew she wanted him. But it didn’t change anything for him. He absorbed it all from her, and then concentrated as much as possible, and sent it all back.

Emma caught her breath, and for a moment, everything was frozen in place, before her scream sliced through the air, sliced through him. He knew he needed to stay in place, knew he couldn’t touch her, but he doubled over, his skin and palms slick with sweat. He didn’t echo her scream, but his moan vibrated from his throat to his impossibly tight balls.

Gideon’s snarl shredded the scarlet fog enveloping Jesse. He looked up in time to see him slide Emma down his body, his c**k shiny with her juices. A single step brought Gideon around her limp body, and another half step brought him to Jesse. A powerful hand threaded through Jesse’s hair to yank his head up, while the other wrapped around Gideon’s thick shaft.

“Someone moved,” Gideon growled.

In fierce strokes, he stripped his length, up and down, the tip bobbing from the force. The head was only inches from Jesse’s face, the scent so rich, his mouth watered from it. He actually saw Gideon’s balls tighten, felt the approach of his lover’s orgasm in pinpricks of pain along his scalp, and against his will, parted his lips in anticipation of tasting him very soon. With a roar, Gideon stroked one more time before a blast of thick come hit Jesse’s cheek, followed by a second and then a third before the first even had a chance to start dripping down his skin.

Jesse automatically stuck his tongue out, eager to begin licking the sticky fluid as it slowly rolled down his skin. The hand in his hair tightened until the back of his eyes tingled. That wasn’t enough to quell his desire for a taste, and he tried once again, even though he knew better.

“Mine.” In the next moment, Emma was kneeling in front of him, a warm hand cupping his balls. Fresh needles of red-hot pain arced through his legs when she tightened one of the two remaining spikes, and he cried out at the same time she dragged her tongue along his jaw, gathering Gideon’s come for her own pleasure.

The swipe of her tongue across his skin was far, far worse than the fresh pressure between his legs. She was deliberate with her mouth, lingering, chasing every drop. He wanted her to kiss him, so he could at least taste Gideon on her lips. There wasn’t anything better in the world, as far as Jesse was concerned, and she knew it, and she denied him that, too. There was nothing he could do but remain still, the sighs escaping his lips almost turning to whimpers.

She didn’t stop until his face was clean.

His throat was tight when she drew away. Gideon hadn’t moved from where he held Jesse’s head still, but as Jess watched, he shifted his angle and offered his c**k to Emma. He was close enough for Jesse to see the come still caught in the slit, though that disappeared, too, as soon as she closed her full lips over his sticky shaft.

Gideon sighed, a long, drawn-out sound of pure bliss. “Maybe if you hadn’t moved, it might be your mouth cleaning me off.”

Jesse watched with heavy, hungry eyes as she licked Gideon with the same deliberate motions she had used on Jesse. He was starting to feel more than a little light-headed.

“Gideon…I’m sorry…please…”

Gideon ran his tongue over his fangs. “Please what?”

“Please…need you…touch you…” He knew he was speaking in fragments. He was thinking in fragments. “Let me…just taste you…Gideon…”

“Just a taste?” A contemplative gleam appeared in his eye as Emma pulled off his c**k. It hung thick and wet between his legs, still semi-hard. “What do you think, Em? Do you think our boy deserves a taste?”

Jesse shuddered as she leaned forward until her lips grazed over his. He smelled Gideon’s come on her breath, and it made his mouth quiver.

“I don’t think he’ll be happy with a taste. He’s greedy. He’s going to want more.”

“Then we just have to give him incentive.” Gideon reached down and pulled Emma away, stepping closer to put his c**k in the same position her mouth had been. “Get me hard again, and I’ll f**k you, boy. But you’ve only got two minutes to do it.”

Jesse didn’t waste a single precious second. His lips parted before Gideon even finished speaking, and he circled Gideon’s head with his tongue. Jesse tasted Emma’s juices on his c**k and a faint trace of his come. He only licked for a few moments before relaxing his jaw and moving his head forward. Jesse didn’t swallow him completely. He moved his mouth over Gideon in slow, wet, sloppy strokes, concentrating intently on every twitch, every jerk of Gideon’s c**k. He was so absorbed in his task he didn’t even notice Emma moving behind him.

A light hand stroked his ass, and a mouth pressed to the back of his neck. “I think you’re going to do it.” Her fingers strayed to trace between his cheeks. “Should I get you all nice and slick so he can sink into you straight away?”

“Please, Emma, please,” Jesse panted without moving his mouth from Gideon’s shaft. Her finger teased his hole as he spoke, and he was very, very thankful for the ring.

She pulled her hand away, but only for a moment. When it returned, her fingertip was slick and cool, and she pressed it past the tight outer muscle without pause, reaching between his thighs to jostle the closest spike. The sharp ribbons of pain were enough to counter the pleasure of being penetrated, but Jesse still gasped, his teeth catching along Gideon’s c**k for a fraction of a second.

Gideon growled, and his length thickened. Molding his hand over Jesse’s skull, he forced his head down until the tip of his c**k slid into Jesse’s throat. “This is the best way to get hard.”

Jesse swallowed again and again, his muscles tightening around Gideon’s c**k. He felt Gideon hardening further, until he was fully erect and filling Jesse’s throat. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the familiar length, the taste, the weight against his tongue.

Emma slipped a second finger into his ass, and his c**k jerked hard against his stomach, brushing sticky pre-come across his tight muscles. He couldn’t move his head, couldn’t speak around Gideon’s c**k, so he looked up through his lashes to meet Gideon’s gaze. He didn’t try to hide a single desperate desire, a single need, a single silent plea, from his eyes.

“He wants you.” Her fingers scissored inside him, and he knew from the specific way she did it that she was deliberately avoiding his prostate. “And I think he’s ready if you are, Gideon.”

“Always.”

They both let him go at the same time, and Jesse almost fell over again from the sudden release. In seconds, they had switched places, and Gideon’s strong hands gripped each cheek, pulling them apart almost painfully to expose his waiting hole.

“Be a good girl and make sure he doesn’t come too soon,” Gideon said to Emma over Jesse’s shoulder. With a violent thrust, he tore into Jesse’s ass, burying himself to the hilt.

Breathe, his brain insisted. His lungs didn’t cooperate. His chest wouldn’t move. Gideon didn’t let Jesse’s sudden paralysis slow his thrusts. Jesse would almost think Gideon wasn’t aware of it, but he knew that was wrong. Gideon was aware of everything. Emma’s fingernails scraping across his tight sac startled him out of his stasis, and the air rushed out of his lungs as Gideon angled his c**k against Jesse’s prostate.

“Love it when you’re this tight.” Gideon’s mouth was at his ear, and he curved his hand around the front of Jesse’s collar, finding the leash and coiling it round and round his fingers until it was taut. “Reminds me that you’re mine.”

“I am…” I am. “I am.” Jesse didn’t really know where his thoughts ended and his voice began. The leash forced his head back, so he was looking at Gideon’s face. His fangs were startling white, his eyes a vibrant yellow. Jesse stared at him, transfixed. He could already feel Gideon’s teeth sinking into his neck. But it was hard to concentrate, because Emma was still fiddling with the ring around his balls, alternately tightening and loosening the screws, seemingly at random. It just tightened the bands around his chest. He knew he was going to split in two.

Each drive into his ass was fiercer than the one before. “I’ve got other toys for my boy, you know.” Gideon leaned in and pressed a hard kiss to Jesse’s mouth, splitting his lower lip almost immediately. “Toys for looking good. Toys for bleeding. Toys for using on Emma until she’s the one screaming to come.”

“Hey,” she protested softly.

Gideon chuckled, his strokes never losing momentum. “I think she’s almost as greedy as you are.”

Jesse barely heard him. Blood dripped from his lip, onto his tongue, and down his chin. He tilted his head toward Gideon, and the ruby drops attracted Gideon’s attention. He pressed his mouth against Jesse’s, sucking the blood from his lip until it was clean, then scraping his fang against Jesse’s delicate skin again.

“Gideon…please…please. Bite me…let me come…please.”

When he pulled back, Gideon’s eyes shone. With hunger, with need, with love. “You heard him, Emma.” The collar tightened as Gideon used the leash to yank it out of his way. “Time to finish this.”

He didn’t strike swiftly as he usually did. He waited. Unmoving except for the pistoning of his c**k harder and harder into Jesse’s throbbing ass. It was only when Jesse felt Emma’s light touch loosen the spikes around his balls and the heavy ring slip free of his flesh that Gideon moved. Even then it looked like slow motion as he dropped his jaw, tilted his head, and buried his fangs into the tight sinew of Jesse’s neck.