Caution: this story is not meant to stand alone. The Beyond Happily Ever After stories are vignettes and outtakes showing the O’Kanes in their daily lives, in between the adventures and often after their happy endings. These stories were written exclusively for readers and fans of the series, and will probably not make very much sense to anyone not familiar with the characters.
Length: 6,750 words
Characters: Dallas, Lex, Noelle and Jasper
Timeline: Set between Beyond Innocence and Beyond Ruin.
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Mia and Noelle had been in his office again.
Dallas glared into the empty drawer in the file cabinet and—not for the first time—regretted giving Noelle a key. Every damn time he crossed the threshold these days, something was new.
“New and improved,” he muttered, snapping the drawer shut. Not that he relished the idea of digging through stacks of paperwork to find information on petty bureaucrats. He probably would have given up and used their goddamn database anyway, just so he’d have a chance of sleeping before dawn.
Now he didn’t have a choice. They’d taken it from him.
The door popped open just far enough for Jasper to stick his head inside. “Got a minute?”
“Only if you can make your girlfriend give my files back.” Great, now he just sounded petulant. Sighing, Dallas dropped into his chair and rubbed a hand over his face. “What do you need?”
“I have a message for—” Jas stopped and grinned. “Actually, I’m on a mission. Queen’s orders.”
The corner of Dallas’s mouth tugged up in spite of his exhaustion. Lex was as busy as he was, holding together all the bits of their empire he was too busy to handle. Holding him together, too, most of the time. “And what does our queen desire?”
“Your presence.” Then he added meaningfully, “In your bedroom. Sir.”
Sir. Not a word Jas used often, and not one he used casually now. Dallas studied him more closely, taking in his formal stance and the glint in his friend’s eyes.
Lex took care of him all the time. And tonight, she knew exactly what he needed—time away from files and databases, time away from finding work just to have work, because the weight on his shoulders felt heavier every day.
He needed her. “All right. Tell her I’m on my way.”
“She wants me to wait.” Jas’s grin turned sheepish. “Whatever Lex wants, Lex gets.”
This time, it was Dallas’s eyebrow that swept up. “Are you waiting because she doesn’t trust me to leave?”
Jas clasped his hands behind his back and studied the ceiling. “I’ve got another order, Dallas—not to let you ask too many damn questions.”
Of course. He laughed and rose, leaving the files and research for tomorrow. Maybe he’d even make Noelle handle it as punishment for making everything too efficient. “All right. I won’t get you in trouble.”
“Good. I’d hate to have Lex pissed at me tonight.”
“It’s more fun than you think,” Dallas drawled, ushering Jas out of his office. “Don’t tell me Noelle’s never shown you her claws.”
“Oh, she has.” He stretched one arm across his chest, flexing his shoulder. Just beneath the edge of the vest he wore, Dallas could make out the thin, pale lines of healed scratches disappearing beneath the leather.
Minor compared to what Lex could do when she was riding the edge, but he still remembered his first glimpse of Noelle. Fragile, lost, with eyes so big the whole damn world could have fallen into them.
Lex had corrupted her in all the very best ways.
And she wasn’t done. Given Jas’s quiet anticipation, Dallas wasn’t surprised at what he found when he opened his bedroom door—but the sight that awaited him was still worth admiring.
Noelle was in his bed. Naked. Soft curves and sleepy brown eyes and tousled hair, made for mischief and dark pleasure. And in front of her, perched on the bench that provided so many wonderful options for creative fucking…
Lex was clothed. Sort of. The soft, sheer lingerie was almost the same color as her skin, and like nothing he’d ever seen her in before. It hinted and teased, giving him a glimpse through gauzy fabric of his name tattooed from one hip to the other. The top was barely opaque, cupping her breasts while revealing plenty.
The queen of Sector Four might have summoned him, but Alexa was the one waiting. The woman he only saw behind closed doors, with the most trusted of companions. The woman who could be as hard or as soft as she wanted, because when they were together in private, neither of them had a damn thing to prove.
“Close the door,” he ordered Jas, his voice rough and rasping. “And lock it.”
The deadbolt clicked into place a split second later, and the door creaked as Jas leaned against it.
Lex smiled. “Good. You’ve already figured out how this goes.”
“Have I?” Dallas crossed the room and stopped just out of arm’s reach. “How does it go, Lexie? You know I love rules.”
Her lashes swept down, shielding her dark eyes as she closed the distance between them and ran her fingers up his arm. “Anything. Tonight, you can be as fucking selfish as you need, because all we want—all any of us want—is to give you that.”
So much for being tired. His body responded swiftly to her touch—and to the promise beneath her words. He cupped her chin and glanced back to where Jas stood, waiting.
Dallas could coordinate this. The ideas were already bubbling up. The four of them had played often enough for him to know where the lines were, and where their fantasies lay. He and Jas had spent hours, sometimes, working together to coax both women to the limits of their endurance, to give them oblivion.
Selfish, in some ways. But tonight he wanted a different sort of selfishness. He stared down at Lex and stroked his thumb over her cheek. “You know what I like. Give it to me.”
“Yes, sir.” Her hand drifted down to the front of his pants, where his cock strained against his fly. “Noelle, honey?”
He couldn’t tear his gaze from Lex’s, but he heard the whisper of the covers and soft creak of the bed as she slipped from it. She knelt when she reached them, obedient and silent.
Lex slipped her other hand into Noelle’s hair and drew in a shaky breath. “Show him.”
Noelle’s fingers joined Lex’s over his cock, soft and taunting and hot enough to drive a groan from him as she reached the button on his jeans and slipped it free. “Jas told me to behave for Lex.”
Dallas covered Lex’s hand and twisted Noelle’s hair tighter. “Did he tell you what he’ll do when you misbehave?”
“What I’ll do, you mean,” Lex cut in smoothly. “I’ll tie her up and make her watch while I get everything. All the fingers, the tongues. All the cock.”
“I’ll be good,” Noelle insisted, tugging gently at his zipper. The rasp was loud, and the heat of her quick breaths against the thin fabric beneath was a torment.
He held his breath as she freed his cock with trembling fingers and let it out in a rush as her lips brushed him. “Fucking hell.”
“Mmm.” Lex slipped her hands up, under his T-shirt, to rest on his stomach. She leaned in, pressed her open mouth to the base of his neck, and licked him just as Noelle’s tongue dragged up his shaft.
He groaned and let his head fall back. “You teasing me, Lex?”
“Never.” She laughed softly and curled her fingers until her nails dug into his flesh. “Okay, maybe a little.”
Heat shot up his spine, and he caught Lex’s hip, rubbing that gauzy fabric against her skin as Noelle licked him again. “It’s your show, darling. Just remember—when my patience snaps, you’ll get every bit of this torment back.”
Lex’s moan vibrated against his shoulder. “Now who’s a tease?”
“Still you—” He cut off with a hiss as Noelle closed her lips around the head of his cock, wrapping him in wet heat. “But not Jas’s little kitten. I think you tamed her, Lexie love.”
“She’s an O’Kane, honey. We can’t be tamed.” She raised one hand. “Jas?”
He had his vest off by the time he moved into view, obeying Lex’s command, and her fingers brushed the bleeding heart inked on his chest before he grasped her wrist and licked the tattoo encircling it.
She smiled—and raked her nails over his cheek. “Faster, I think. And definitely deeper.”
Jas growled his approval and dropped Lex’s wrist in favor of sinking both hands into Noelle’s hair. He tightened his fingers and used his grip to move her head, forcing her to take more of Dallas.
Forcing. That was the game, and Noelle loved it. She stared up at Dallas with gleeful eyes and practically purred around his dick, eager even when Jas urged her forward so far that Dallas’s cock bumped the back of her throat.
Her eyes watered, but she kept trying. Dallas rubbed his thumb over her cheek, wiping away the wetness, and savored the sweetness of her submission as much as the physical pleasure of her mouth. “Such a pretty present you gave me, Lex.”
“Shh.” She tugged his head down until his mouth touched hers in the barest hint of a kiss. “Just feel it.”
He rested his forehead against hers and closed his eyes, and Christ. The tension that had been knotting him up all day was now pushing him toward oblivion, especially with Jas guiding Noelle’s clever, tormenting lips in an even faster rhythm.
Soft mouth. Quick tongue. Wet, hot, tight—pure pleasure, with Lex’s nails pricking just the right amount of pain across his stomach as he inhaled the familiar but intoxicating scent of her. “I won’t last long if I keep feeling it.”
“Don’t.” Lex shivered. “Give her this. Take it. Come in her mouth.”
Noelle moaned, muffled and taunting as her tongue fluttered against him. It would be so easy to drive deep and come on that hungry little tongue—
All he had to do was loosen his rigid control.
It was hard. Even like this, behind a locked door, with only Jas and Noelle as witnesses. His unyielding grip—not only on the world around him but on himself—was the only thing keeping most of them alive. To let go, to follow instinct…
Feeling raw, he growled against Lex’s lips. Then he kissed her, hard and rough, pouring that loss of control into claiming the only person in the world he trusted with this weakness. When she kissed him back, he jerked his hips against Noelle’s mouth and came so fast, so fucking hard, that the world swam with the bright, burning relief of it.
Lex moaned, shuddered—and dropped to her knees. Jas jerked Noelle’s head back while Dallas was still pumping hot jets across her tongue, and Lex took over, wrapping her hand around him so tight his knees weakened.
The next spurts hit Noelle’s chin and dripped onto her nipple. Lex followed the path with her tongue, licking the taut peak clean before returning to capture Noelle’s open mouth in a fierce, hungry kiss.
Light-headed and panting, Dallas watched their tongues tangle, watched Lex lick Noelle’s plump lower lip and her cute little chin, watched her kiss the younger woman until Noelle was whimpering into her mouth and trembling.
“Bed,” he growled, mostly to save himself the embarrassment of tipping the fuck over. “Everyone should be on the fucking bed.”
Jas lifted Noelle into his arms and whispered low words in her ear as he crossed the room. Lex rose slowly, sliding her body against Dallas’s. The friction dislodged the top of her chemise, baring one hard nipple for a split second before she turned away.
He caught the fabric and dragged her back against his chest. The view over her shoulder was mouthwatering, too tempting. He traced one finger down the lace edge where it swooped over her breast. “Where did you get this thing? I haven’t seen it before.”
“You like it?”
“I like you in everything,” he whispered against her temple. Just a tiny nudge, and the fabric slipped off her nipple again. He brushed the tight, aroused flesh with his fingertip and smiled at her indrawn breath. “And nothing.”
“Mmm.” She moved again, and he let her go. She walked to the bed, a slow saunter that was its own sort of show, then knelt on the end of it. She touched Noelle’s trembling leg before stretching out beside her, just close enough to kiss. “That was beautiful, honey.”
“He needed it so much.” Noelle arched to nuzzle Lex’s throat. “Our poor, overworked king.”
“You play the submissive kitten,” Lex murmured, “but Dallas is right. You know how to use your claws.”
Noelle glanced at him with a mischief in her eyes that Dallas knew would end somewhere beautiful. “Not tonight. Tonight I’m going to be so, so good.”
No she wasn’t—and that was the fun of it. Dallas slapped her hip lightly as he circled the bed, then paused only long enough to shed his clothes before sinking onto the bed to enjoy the show.
Lex gestured to Jasper again. He stripped off his shirt and slid onto the mattress at Noelle’s feet. She kept her legs closed until he stroked her ankle in a soft movement Dallas had seen him make before.
A silent command. They’d been together for long enough now to build up their own language of them, and Noelle obeyed without thought. Her legs parted, revealing a pussy so wet, Jas could have flipped her over and been balls deep in seconds.
Lex sighed and trailed one hand down the center of Noelle’s body. She barely, barely, touched her clit, and Noelle moaned and arched her hips. “I love watching him eat your pussy. Like he doesn’t even care about breathing. All he wants in the world is to make you come.”
Noelle stretched her arms above her head and grabbed fistfuls of the blanket. “Sometimes he does it for hours. I beg him to stop because I can’t come anymore, and then he proves I’m a liar.”
Her hands were close. Dallas stretched out on the bed and wrapped his fingers around one, teasing the inside of her wrist with his thumb. “You let her lie to you, Jas?”
He bent his head until his mouth almost touched her pussy, but he held back and watched, his eyes gleaming, as Lex fingered her. “It’s not a lie if she thinks it’s true.”
Noelle’s words broke on a moan as Lex stroked her again. She twisted, straining toward Jas’s mouth, and Dallas caught her other wrist in a steely grip and pressed them both to the mattress. “Uh-uh, kitten. You stay still and take whatever they want to give you.”
She shivered, and Dallas admired the flush that swept over her body. The first time they’d all fallen into his bed, every touch had shocked Noelle into wide-eyed trembling. Shedding her innocence hadn’t changed that, only now it was anticipation that made her shake.
Lex licked her cheek and parted her folds, holding her open to Jas’s gaze—and his mouth. He took the invitation, growling as he licked and sucked her exposed flesh.
Lex dragged her tongue over Noelle’s cheek again. “You still taste like Dallas.”
Dallas damn near moaned. “Where else does she taste like me?”
“I should find out.” Lex dropped open kisses to Noelle’s face and chin, then centered on her lips in a fast, hard kiss that was all flashing tongues and lust. “Definitely here.” She moved on, down, until her lips hovered just shy of Noelle’s puckered nipple. “I bet here, too.”
“Oh God—” Noelle’s words broke on a hoarse cry as Jas did something that made her whole body buck. “Lex, Lex I’m going to—”
Lex squeezed her breast and sucked her nipple into her mouth.
Noelle cried out, and Dallas had to tighten his grip on her wrists to keep her from squirming away. The best part of playing with Noelle was how quickly she responded if you got her head in the right place, and Lex was a master at it.
She didn’t need any help. He could have lounged back to enjoy the show, but Lex had told him to be selfish. And sometimes it was just too much damn fun to turn Noelle’s face pink. “If you tasted like Lex, I’d probably lick you all over, too.”
Lex groaned and scratched his arm. “You’re terrible.”
Dallas laughed and traced Noelle’s parted lips with his free hand. “Am I terrible, kitten?”
“No,” she gasped. Her tongue darted out to greet his fingertips, hot and eager.
Which gave him a better idea. “You want to taste her too, Noelle?”
“Yes, yes.” She tilted her head back, baring her throat. “Please.”
“You want her to crawl up your body and let you bury your face in her pussy, don’t you?”
Noelle moaned, either at the image he’d conjured or at what Jas was doing—probably both. Her cheeks flushed as she nodded jerkily. “Yes.”
“Too bad.” He ignored her noise of protest and kept tracing her lips. “You don’t get her pussy until she and Jas are done with yours. Does she, Lex?”
“All in good time, honey.” She lifted her wet fingers and pushed them between Noelle’s lips. “All in good time.”
The denial only deepened Noelle’s flush as she licked her own taste from Lex’s fingers. And even exhaustion couldn’t keep Dallas’s cock down, not with the lazy way Lex pumped her fingers in and out of Noelle’s mouth.
He loved her like this. Powerful. Filthy. He loved her easy dominance over Noelle as much as he loved the moments when she finally bent for him. Hell, the dominance made her submission that much sweeter.
And she had Noelle in the palm of her hand. The girl’s noises were frantic now, still muffled by Lex’s fingers, but he’d heard her come enough times to know she was close. Jas was still between her legs, working her with his tongue and his fingers, with a familiarity only eclipsed by his need.
When she came, it was explosive. It always was. She held nothing back, screaming and writhing so hard that Dallas almost lost his grip on her wrists.
Jas pulled back and flipped her over. She landed on her stomach, still shuddering, half hanging off the bed, and he held her there with one broad hand while he opened his pants with the other. “How does she get it, Lex?”
“Slow,” she answered, casting a wicked glance at Dallas. “We don’t want her too out of her head to use her mouth anymore. Not yet.”
“Filthy woman.” Dallas stroked his fingers down Lex’s back, tugging at the filmy fabric that still hugged her body. “Take this off.”
“Anything for you.” She tangled her fingers in the hem and pulled it up, slowly baring what the damn thing had barely covered in the first place.
He couldn’t help it. Couldn’t stop himself. He caught her arm, dragged her against him, and sank his fingers into her hair. “I’m going to be selfish for a second,” he murmured.
Her soft smile was pure, unguarded Alexa. “Good.”
He loved kissing that smile. It was different. Sweeter. Their lips brushed, barely parted, and even when he licked her lower lip and delved deeper, she didn’t fight him for control of the kiss.
Dallas loved the challenge of her. Sweet God, he loved the challenge—but not as much as he loved being worthy of her unconditional surrender.
He kissed her until she was breathless and shifted his lips to her ear. “Where’s Noelle going to be using her tongue?”
She laughed and nuzzled his cheek. “Wherever the hell you want it.”
Sitting upright, Dallas hauled Lex back against his chest, between his legs. His cock was hard again, and the smooth skin of her lower back was warm and soft. It would be ten kinds of hell once she started squirming against him, but utterly, completely worth it.
He reached out to stroke one of her knees. “You know what to do, Lexie.”
She drew in a sharp breath and stretched her long, endless legs out to rest over his. The position left her helpless and open as he moved his legs, pulling hers wider.
The view over her shoulder nearly stopped his heart. Lex, stretched out before him, naked and shameless, with Noelle waiting obediently between her thighs. Waiting for permission, for a signal—because Lex was all his. His to savor, his to protect.
His to pleasure.
He slid his other hand to her opposite knee and pressed down just enough to heighten the sensation of being trapped. “Well, Jas? Can your kitten concentrate when you’re fucking her sweet little pussy?”
“Not a chance.” He thrust into her anyway, one long, slow push that left Noelle moaning wordlessly against Lex’s inner thigh. His next thrust was harder, pushing her forward, and her open mouth brushed Lex’s pussy.
“That’s it,” Dallas murmured, stroking lightly up Lex’s legs. Her pussy was slick, so deliciously wet, and Noelle’s lips kissed his fingers. “Show Lex how hungry you’ve been for her.”
Lex reached down, too, her fingers skating past his to land on Noelle’s open mouth. “But don’t make me come. Tonight, that’s all for Dallas.”
A command, and it did exactly what Lex had intended—stoked possessive satisfaction to life. But as Noelle gazed up past Lex to meet Dallas’s eyes, he knew this was the one she would break. The inevitable misbehavior that would allow Lex to make good on her threat.
Dallas grinned at her in encouragement. Noelle could have this first orgasm. He was going to get plenty out of Lex before the night was over.
Her eyes sparkling, Noelle tilted her head down again. Her tongue slicked over Lex’s fingers, over his, before finding Lex’s clit. Soft and teasing, just enough pressure to make Lex huff out a breath as she rubbed the back of her head against Dallas’s chest.
Then Jas drove into Noelle again, grinding her mouth against Lex’s pussy. Dallas felt the cry that vibrated through Lex even before he heard it, and he smiled against her ear. “Her mouth is sweet, isn’t it? Our eager little kitten, so hungry for you to come all over her face. Do you think she’ll obey you?”
Her cry subsided into a low, tortured groan. “Doubt it.”
“Maybe you’re making it too easy on her.” Dallas cupped Lex’s breasts. Her nipples were tight, and he traced his wet fingertips around them before pinching tight.
Lex’s trembling turned into a shiver. “Fuck.”
Jas rocked into Noelle again, and she moaned, her eyes feverishly bright as she looked up at Dallas. Moments like this were magic, where their fantasies wound together into a perfect tapestry. All the dirty things they wanted to do, all the dirty things they wanted done to them.
She wanted to be denied. Defiled. Punished. He could make it happen.
“Don’t make her come,” he whispered, a command he counteracted as he pinched Lex’s nipples again, shoving her closer to the edge. “You know what will happen if you do.”
She moaned against Lex’s pussy—and licked her faster.
“Dall—” Lex arched in his arms, shaking even harder. “Declan.”
“Don’t worry.” He kept the words low, but loud enough for Noelle to hear every last one. “We’ll punish her for disobeying you. Strap her to the bench. Tease her until she thinks she’ll explode. And then we’ll leave her there to watch while we fuck you every way we can to get you off.”
Noelle moaned again, ragged and desperate. Lex jerked, and he heard the slick sound of Noelle’s fingers fucking into her as she sucked at Lex’s clit.
Lex twisted in his grasp, not to break away but to sink her teeth into his upper arm. She bit him hard, muffling her deep, frantic noise of relief as she shuddered through an orgasm.
The trembling continued as Noelle redoubled her efforts, and Dallas sank his fingers into Lex’s hair to drag her head back. Her expression was transcendent—her lips parted, her eyes glazed, pleasure and release painted across every familiar curve of her face, and his heart thumped painfully.
If there was anything in the world more beautiful than Lex giving in, he never wanted to see it. He wouldn’t survive.
Growling, Jasper hauled Noelle up against his chest. “You know what happens next, baby.”
She whimpered. “I tried.”
“Tried to be a brat, you mean.” He lifted her into his arms. “But that’s okay. Now you’ll get what you wanted all along.”
The cuffs were already resting on the bench, because Lex left nothing to chance. Dallas stroked her hair and watched Noelle squirm as Jas put her on her knees and bent her across the wide back with a firm hand between her shoulder blades.
In moments she was bound there, leather buckled around her thighs, forcing them wide as Jasper guided the chains into place. Instead of securing her wrists in the same manner, he tugged them behind her back and hooked them together.
“Remember the first time we got her like that?” Dallas teased his fingers through Lex’s hair and pulled gently. “You two look good in pearls. Pearls look good in you.”
“I remember when that’s all you’d give me.” She turned in his embrace and slipped her arms around his neck. The position pressed his aching cock against her belly, and he gripped her hips with a hiss. “Now, I can have all of you.”
He tightened his fingers and lifted her higher, dragging her pussy along his shaft. “Is that what you want right now, Alexa? All of me?”
Her eyes met his, and for a moment, nothing else existed. “You could give me everything, and I’d want more. Always.”
He held her gaze. “Jas?”
A little higher, and he had Lex balanced just right, the head of his cock pressing against her. One thrust up, and he’d sink home. “Get the lube.”
Lex’s eyes went dark. She bit her lip and squirmed above him. “Yes?”
“Oh, yeah.” He lowered her just enough to feel the hot, perfect clasp of her pussy around the end of his dick, and pleasure made his voice low. “You’re going to ride me while Jas gets your ass ready. And then…” Another two inches, and she gasped. “And then you’re going to ride him while I fuck it.”
Whimpering, she clenched around him.
“Two cocks.” He dragged her down with a growl, savoring the heat of her, the way he fit like they’d been made to fuck each other forever. “Isn’t Noelle sweet to share with you?”
“Jas shares me with her all the time,” Noelle rasped, her eyes glazed. “I want Lex to remember how good he feels.”
“Not all of us have short memories, honey.” But Lex was panting by the time Jas returned with the sleek bottle of lube.
He leaned down and licked the small of her back, then drew his tongue over the curve of her hip. Lex jerked again, and Dallas had to hold her still. “Shhh. Steady, Lexie love. Look at me.”
When she did, her eyes burned with something stronger than desire. Deeper than lust.
“That’s right.” He cradled her head between his hands. “This is me, being selfish. Using Noelle to get you off. Using Jas to fill you up. I’m always selfish when it comes to you coming.”
Jas stroked slick fingers over her ass, between the cheeks, and Lex closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “Always you,” she whispered, then began to rock between them.
He braced himself against the pleasure and focused on her instead. After so much time together, he didn’t need to watch Jas to know what the other man was doing. He knew the way Lex sucked in her breath when he worked his fingertip into her ass. He knew the way she dug her teeth into her lower lip as the painful stretch shifted, melted over into the best kind of heat.
He kissed her jaw and licked a path down to where ink wrapped around her throat with the O’Kane logo and a crown. His queen, marked forever—but it was the ink he couldn’t see that mattered tonight. His name, Declan, curling across the nape of her neck just as hers curled across his.
“Now?” The word tore free of her, more plea than question or command.
He closed his teeth on her throat. “Let me be selfish,” he growled. “Come for me.”
“I—” Her pulse pounded beneath his lips. “I won’t stop this time.”
That was what he was counting on. “I know, baby.”
She slipped her fingers into his hair and held his mouth, his teeth, to her skin as she let go. She came even harder this time, hard enough to cut off her breath so that she couldn’t even scream. She just rode him faster, her body convulsing around his, squeezing his cock so hard he had to fight the urge to toss her onto her back and fuck her until he exploded.
Instead, he pulled against her grip on his hair and lifted his head to meet Jas’s gaze.
He didn’t have to utter a word. Jas fell to the bed and took Lex in his arms. She clung to him, her body instinctively seeking his even though she was still shaking with the force of her orgasm. Dallas helped her position her hips, then grasped Jas’s dick in one hand while he planted the other at the small of her back.
“Take him,” he grated, guiding her back down. “Let him feel how tight you get when you’re coming.”
Lex sucked in a breath. Jas squeezed his eyes shut and dug his head back into the mattress. “Jesus fucking Christ.”
“I know.” Dallas tightened his hand around Jasper’s shaft in warning. “You’re here to please your queen. You don’t come.”
He growled—but nodded. “I get it.”
Dallas moved his hand and watched as Lex’s desperate squirming drove her hips down. Jas was big, thick enough that they’d have to take it slow. Lex would be blissed out by the time Dallas had worked his way into her ass.
And Jas would have to take all that delicious clenching. “Don’t worry,” he said, tipping more lube onto his fingers. His cock was already slick from being inside Lex, but he stroked himself anyway. “There’s a naughty little kitten waiting for you. By the time she’s done watching us, I bet she’ll let you come anywhere.”
Noelle laughed hoarsely. “I always do.”
Lex leaned down and whispered something to Jasper a split second before driving down hard against him. He ground out another curse and grasped her hips, holding her captive above him.
Dallas splayed his hand on her back, holding her still as he teased her ass with the head of his cock. “Are you ready, darling?”
She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes still glazed with pleasure. “Declan?”
“I got you, love.” He pressed forward slowly and gritted his teeth against the urge to go faster. Jas had prepared her, but she was still tight, already full, and the added pressure would challenge everyone’s control. “Stay with me.”
“I am.” She braced one hand on Jas’s shoulder and reached back with the other. It landed on his hip, and she squeezed reassuringly. “I’m ready.”
He took her at her word and rocked forward. She shuddered through the first slow, careful thrust, her nails digging into his hip, but Dallas knew what she could take, knew when to stop and let her gasp in shuddering breaths. “Christ, Lexie.”
She trembled between them for an endless moment, then bucked back against him.
White-hot pleasure shot up his spine, and he growled and tangled his fingers in her hair. “Tell Noelle what she’s missing, love.”
She groaned. “So fucking full. So much. I can’t even tell her, because she wouldn’t believe me.”
The chains rattled against the bench as Noelle shifted with a soft whimper, probably trying to get her thighs together or find some other way to relieve her tension. But she was trapped, helpless to do anything but watch.
Dallas eased back for another endless thrust. “Hold her steady, Jas. Make her take all of it.”
The noise Jasper made was half laugh, half growl. “You’re killing me.”
“She’s killing you.” He hauled Lex’s head back, pulling her hair just the way she liked it, rough and hard, as he drove into her. “She’s killing me, too. So tight. So perfect.”
“Sweet talker,” Lex panted.
“Save your breath for screaming,” he growled, and made sure she needed to by picking up the pace. Faster first, then harder, until Jas had to grip her hips to keep her from writhing away.
Release threatened. Dallas fought it, ignoring his body’s throbbing need in favor of savoring Lex’s responses. Her cries, her frantic movements, the way her final explosive orgasm would roll into that perfect blissful state where she came until he stopped fucking her. Some nights when she got like this, he fucked her into unconsciousness.
But not tonight. Tonight he was selfish. Tonight he waited for the warning sign, for Lex’s body to go slack, for her voice to go hoarse. Then he reached down and curled a hand around the front of her throat. She came up into his arms so easily, melting into him, and he pressed his mouth to her ear. “I love you.”
She shuddered. Sighed. Touched the back of his hand with trembling fingers, like she was touching something priceless. Irreplaceable.
Dallas closed his eyes and buried his face in her hair.
And gave in.
His first orgasm had been fast and brutal. This time it was slow and brutal, the pleasure of her body eclipsed by the way she shivered against him, utterly spent, utterly trusting.
He fell back to the bed when it was over, dragging Lex with him. She was boneless, limp—and fuck, so was he. It took all his energy to roll to his side and cuddle her against his chest. She shivered as he smoothed a hand over her hip, and he curled tighter around her. “I’ve got you, darling.”
She mumbled something unintelligible as Jasper slid off the bed and stalked toward the bench—and Noelle.
Her eyes were huge. Eager. She twisted, her hands flexing at the small of her back, and Dallas bent his head to Lex. “Look how wound up you got him. Noelle’s getting her reward for being such a patient girl.”
Lex brushed her damp hair back from her face as she lifted her head and grinned. “Holy shit, baby girl. You are gonna get fucking pounded.”
But Jasper touched her softly, threading his fingers through her hair as he stepped up in front of her. She opened her mouth, ready to suck him into her mouth, but he backed away at the last moment, leaving her moaning in protest. “Jas, please—”
“I had to take it,” he rumbled as he walked around behind her, dragging his hand down her spine as he moved. “So can you.”
Dallas was good at toying with Noelle’s frustration, but Jas was a master. Noelle’s teasing disobedience vanished under his hands, replaced by trembling anticipation. There were games and there was reality, and no one would ever be able to shake Noelle the way Jas did with a single touch.
Her squirming stilled. Her head fell forward, and she went silent except for her unsteady, panting breaths. Not playing anymore. Noelle would take whatever Jas gave her, even if it was nothing.
He grasped her hips, his fingers digging hard into her skin. When he thrust forward, all the way into her with one stroke, the sound she made was pure ecstasy. She threw back her head and closed her eyes, and Dallas didn’t know if her gasped words were for Jas or him and Lex or the universe. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
“Take it.” Jas wrapped her hair around one hand and drove into her so hard that the whole bench shook and rattled. “Fucking take it, sweetheart. Take my cock.”
“All of it,” Noelle agreed feverishly. “I need it, I need it so much.”
He gave in, abandoning words in favor of fucking her for real, slamming his hips against her ass. Lex snuggled closer to Dallas, watching, and squeezed his hand a split second before Noelle flew apart with a hoarse scream.
Jasper’s jaw clenched, and his driving thrusts shortened until he was grinding against her. He came with a hoarse groan, his hips pumping even though he stayed buried deep inside her.
“Look at her,” Dallas whispered, wrapping his arm around Lex’s waist. Noelle was still shaking, her eyes dreamy, her body so lax he knew her reaction went beyond the physical. “You did that. Arranged everything so perfectly that he barely had to touch her to send her spinning.”
“We did it.” She threaded her fingers through his and rubbed her cheek against his shoulder. “How do you feel?”
Easy. Relaxed. Too damn tired to move, even to get the blankets out from under them. “Never been better, love.”
She smiled slowly. “You liked your present?”
“It involved you, Lexie.” He pressed a kiss to her temple. “I was always gonna love it.”
The mattress dipped as Jas laid Noelle out beside Lex and crawled into bed behind her. He looked almost as shaky as Noelle, who sighed without opening her eyes and groped for Lex’s hand.
“Poor, tired kitten.” Dallas reached past Lex to stroke Noelle’s hair back from her sweaty brow. “Thank you for being so sweet.”
She smiled sleepily and kissed his fingertips as she cuddled back against Jas. “We love you, Dallas. All of us. Even if some of us are too broody and stern to say it.”
Dallas looked past her to Jas. To the friend who’d stood by him while he built an empire. The man who’d had the courage to confront him when he’d come close to losing Lex.
He owed Jas everything. Literally. “He doesn’t have to say it, kitten. He’s been proving it for years.”
Jas huffed, and he didn’t open his eyes, but one corner of his mouth curved up. “You’re welcome.”
“Fine.” Noelle twined her fingers with Lex’s. “By the way, I’m cutting back my shifts at the Broken Circle. One of the new girls is going to have to take my place.”
It was such a bizarre change of topic that Dallas blinked. “What?”
“My shifts,” she repeated. “Lex and I figured out how to make sure you actually get some sleep.”
He was the goddamn leader of Sector Four. A naked, fuck-drunk woman shouldn’t be making him this nervous. “And what’s that?”
“I’m going to be your new assistant.” Noelle squinted at him. “You hate the tech, but you don’t have time to not use it. So that’s what I’m going to do. Organize your files and get you the data you need, when you need it.”
Dallas frowned at her. “I thought that was what Mia was doing.”
“Ha.” Noelle wrinkled her nose. “You still scare the shit out of her. Not surprising, since you growl every time she tries to show you something. I’m the only one you can’t intimidate when you throw a tantrum, so you’re stuck with me.”
Apparently, Jas was the only one who got sweet submission once the fucking was over. Noelle was flashing her claws, but Dallas couldn’t find it in himself to be irritated. It was laughter that rumbled up out of his chest, and he gave into it. “Goddamn, Lex. You created a monster.”
“I know.” Lex’s low chuckle joined his. “But she’s so damn cute.”
“Glad you think so.” He squeezed Lex’s hip. “No fucking my assistant on my desk.”
“Unless you’re invited, which I’m sure is what you meant.”
He growled into her hair, but he couldn’t stop smiling. That was the power of Lex, and the magic of being someone she cared for. No matter how impossible the task ahead of them, she’d always find a way to make him feel like he could take on the world.
Because she’d take on the world with him.
“You’re impossible, woman,” he muttered, knowing she’d understand.
And she did. She always did. “I love you too, Declan.”