Page 83 of My Ex's Billionaire Brothers

“Sunflower.”

Such a good girl.

The scarf is long and soft enough for me to have fun. I loop it under her large breasts, then over her shoulders, and around her neck a few times, until she’s in a shibari-style chest harness. As I work, her breaths slow, and her goose bumps fade. With her eyes closed, it’s a little more difficult to tell if she’s dropped into subspace so soon, but reading her body language tells the story.

I nuzzle her bare neck to whisper in her ear, knowing my stubble will mark her pink there. I want to mark her everywhere. “How does that feel?”

“Good.” Her voice shakes.

“Fuck,” Theo whispers behind me.

I’m so caught up in what I need, I’ve forgotten Theo has a thing for shibari. I don’t—not like he does. I just like tying someone up. He likes the art of it. I don’t want to encroach on his territory with her. The three of us each have our thing, and I wouldn’t want either of them to deep dive into breath play or exhibitionism. So, I back off and begin untying her.

She lets out the cutest disappointed sound. A low whimper that will eat away at my soul for all time.

“That was just a test, pet.” I unravel the last knot. “All in due time.” Once the scarf is loose, I tie it around her eyes, leaving the ends long on her back. “Is this okay?”

“Yes.”

I guide her hands to her low back, crossing them at the wrists. “And tying your hands here?”

She gulps. “Yes.”

I knot them with a pretty bow, and once she’s bound and blindfolded, I take a step back to admire my work. “What do you think, boys?”

“She looks like the best present I’ve ever gotten,” Hunter says, a little breathless.

Theo’s voice goes low. A growl, really. “Since she’s our present, we should play with her.”

I strip my shirt off overhead. “Hard agree. But first, I’d like to test a theory.” Without more warning than that, I cup her pussy with my hand. Fuck, she is so wet already that it’s hard to resist sliding a finger in. But not this time. “Thought so. Pet appears ready for anything. Isn’t that right, pet?”

She nods. “Mm-hmm.”

“Take two steps forward toward the bed. Good girl. Now, let them touch you.” I give the signal, and my brothers go after her like two caged beasts the moment their cage door opens. Four hands all over her thighs, her hips, her belly, her tits. Theo hovers there in particular, no doubt recalling how she looked with her breasts trussed up.

They have her moaning in no time. I watch as I remove the rest of my clothes and sit on the side of the bed. They strip down too, between every touch, like they can’t get naked fast enough. “Stop.”

They do, and that delicious whimper comes from her lips again. I wonder whether she even knows she does it. Everything with Anya is instinct—she doesn’t have the experience for it to be anything else. She isn’t putting on a show like some subs do. This is us and her, no pretense. That’s what makes it so addicting.

And what makes me so hard I can’t think straight. “Bring her to me.”

Hunter smirks, and Theo’s eyes haven’t left her tits since I started playing with her, but they escort her to me all the same. Hunter tips his head to her ear. “Would you like a ride?”

“A ride?” she whispers.

They lift her up, earning a squeal right before she lands on my lap, a knee on either side of my thighs. The moment her wet pussy kisses the head of my cock, my brain shorts out. Only for a flash, though. I have work to do.

Theo pushes down on her hips as I lift up, sealing us together in one shot. She yips, “Oh fuck!” I let out a rough, low chuckle, but I understand her sentiment. It feels too good. Like everything else with Anya.

I work her at my rhythm, pumping in and out of her tight, wet heat hard enough to leave us both breathless. But once I’m sure she’s ready, I slow to a stop. She tries to ride me, but it’s more difficult with her hands behind her back.

And then Hunter takes a position behind her. He bites her shoulder and murmurs, “Ready, kitten?”

“Oh, oh god,” she whispers as he gets started on her ass. That added pressure makes her pussy tighter still, and I feel her pulse there. She isn’t coming yet, but soon.

Just as she gasps again, Theo enters her mouth, and that greedy girl gobbles him down, sucking his length in. There’s something special about fucking a woman when she’s airtight. Doing it when she’s bound and blindfolded? A man could lose himself in her.

The three of us move in unison, me up, Hunter back, Theo deeper, followed by me down, Hunter forward, Theo pulling back. Let her breathe when the cock in her ass is deep, in case she needs to speak. Go hard when that one backs off, bringing her closer to the edge. Over and over, like a well-timed set of pistons.