Page 77 of Whirlwind

Dakota eventually started to stretch and wiggle a little bit, rocking back into Parker’s hands on their ass. “Oh, you like that, do you?” Parker chuckled.

Ben added his hand, gently massaging over the reddened flesh. Parker slipped a finger in between Dakota’s cheeks, tracing over their tight bud without lingering. A moment later Ben repeated the gesture.

Dakota moaned and whimpered, but made no other moves than the gentle rocking against Ben’s leg. Parker decided to make it a little more difficult for them to lie still and circled around their hole, brushing over it again and again without entering.

Ben’s hand seemed to have made it under Dakota’s body, and from the sudden jerks and shudders, he could only imagine that Ben was playing with Dakota’s nipples. Their little tits were just adorable, such a perfect blend of masculine and feminine.

Parker still hadn’t gotten a good look at what else lay between Dakota’s legs, but he was anticipating the exploration.

If he and Ben got to keep their sweet little sub, though, he was going to insist that they shave.

He wanted Dakota to be proud of everything they had—a battle that had been hard enough for him to fight with his own body. And the idea of having all that loveliness exposed for him at all times was hot, too.

He pressed his finger tip against the tight hole that was already opening for him. Dakota bucked and cried out inarticulately. Dammit. He should have brought the lube with him.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom, shall we?” Ben suggested.

Parker pulled Dakota up and looped one arm under their shoulder. Ben followed behind.

It was funny; he’d always thought that he and Ben would spend all their time fighting for dominance.

But with Dakota submitting so eagerly, they were free to take turns leading, like partners in a dance. They hadn’t done any talking or planning, but he had the sense that Ben was in the same space he was—willing to step back as long as proper respect was shown and they all got to be together.

It helped more than he’d expected that they knew and trusted each other so well.

He led Dakota to the side of the bed and sat beside them, one arm still around their shoulders. “How are you doing, pet?”

Dakota’s eyes were dreamy and pleased. “Sooooo goooood.”

Parker and Ben both chuckled. “Oh, pet, what are we going to do with you?” Ben asked.

“Have really good sex?” It was uttered with that perfect mixture of innocence and mischief.

That had them both laughing. Their pet was incorrigible.

Ben managed to answer first. “I think we can arrange that. You deserve a reward after taking that so well for us.”

Dakota nodded. “I was goooood.”

Oh, god. Post-orgasm Dakota was hilarious. “So does our good little pet have any requests?” Parker asked.

“Mmmm...” Dakota looked between them. “I know I should say that I want whatever you want… But I want to see you two together.”

Fuck, yes! Parker looked over at Ben with a leer, but Ben wasn’t looking so sure.

Was it possible that he wasn’t interested? No, he knew that Ben was interested. He was just… was he scared? Nervous?

He’d never seen Ben anything less than sure of himself, and he felt a little tender seeing him that way now. The man might be another Dom, but he still needed someone to take care of him sometimes.

Parker was so on for that job.

And he had the perfect idea to get things started.

With one last sultry look at Ben, he turned to Dakota. “Lay down, pet.” He put just enough control into his voice to elicit a pleased gasp.

It took him only moments to dig a pair of handcuffs out of the top drawer of his dresser. Ben and Dakota both followed him with their eyes, and he wasn’t above playing it up as he stalked back toward Dakota.

Fortunately, he’d already put on his harness and his preferred cock when he went to get the crop earlier. He liked to be prepared.