Page 10 of Amour Fou (Deepest Desires #2)

I know what she’s thinking; that Xaden won’t do it. Except there are no lengths he won’t go, to get exactly what he desires, any time he wants it.

“Okay.” She nods. “ If you both give me this, you can have me for as long as you want, whenever you want.

Fuck it!“ She lifts her arms, dropping them back against the arms of the chair. “Even after tonight.” Her mouth curves up devilishly and all I want to do is seal my lips with hers. “And my safe word will be a distant memory. I’ll be yours to use and abuse however you see fit.”

Alyssa is the most fascinating woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. If she was beautiful before, she’s fucking stunning now.

Xaden turns to face me. “You down for that, brother?”

“You heard her…” I look at him then. “So do me a favour, be a good boy… and crawl to me.”

Alyssa looks between the both of us so swiftly, her jaw hangs at my statement.

Xaden knows what I like, he knows how I am sexually.

Because for me, the gender or sex of a person doesn’t matter.

It’s the connection, and right now, his mouth better connect to my fucking cock before I have to drag him over here and throat fuck him myself.

We have been friends for so long that nothing fazes us. There isn’t a single thing we don’t know about her, so this is nothing.

“Come on man,” he snorts. “I’m not crawling to—“

The hard click of my fingers silences him. “Don’t make me tell you again, Xaden.” My eyes meet his. “On. Your. Knees… like the obedient boy I already know you to be.”

After a few seconds, my eyes follow him down to the floor where he removes his black leather gloves, launching them to the opposite side of the room.

Positioning himself on all fours, he places one hand in front of the other.

I watch him languidly crawl to me, my stomach swirling with nerves I didn’t know I’d feel in this moment; like butterflies breaking through their chrysalis.

Stopping between my legs, he sits back on his heels. Broad muscles spilling beneath the tight fitted shirt he’s wearing, clinging to him so perfectly I take my time to look him over. Angling myself forward, one forearm resting on my thigh, I trace the hard angles on his jaw.

“This can stop at any time, brother.” I look into his eyes, silently telling him that this is all his call. “We just won’t have her.”

“If you think I’m stopping, you’re crazier than I thought you were.”

Looking up, I focus on our girl, yet continue speaking to the man at my feet. “Take your shirt off.”

He follows orders perfectly, tearing the fabric from his broad chest and throwing it to the opposite side of the bedroom. Alyssa’s lips roll between her teeth, her breathing hitched as she keeps her eyes strained on us.

I peer down at my best friend. “Look at me, Habibi .“ I use the pet name he has called me from the very first moment we met twelve years ago. Cupping the underside of his jaw, I raise it slowly, making sure he is focused on me, and only me.

“ Ana behibak .”

Without wasting a single second, he replies, “ Ana behibak. ”

As slowly as I possibly can, I lower my mouth to press my lips ever so softly against his, using my tongue to lick along the along the seam, kissing him for the first time.

It’s slow… new .

He’s hesitant at first, stiffening below me, the muscles in his jaw ticking against my palm. I rub my thumb in a circular motion over his cheek, calming him, making him remember it’s just me. Nobody else.

Raising up onto his knees, Xaden grasps my face, pulling me closer and kissing me back with more force than I did previously. I open my mouth a little, allowing his tongue entry, giving him the control he needs right now… in this moment.

After a while, his hands fall from my face, lips still attached to mine while his fingers search for the button on my black trousers, popping it through the hole.

The teeth of the zip grinding together as he tugs it down, drives me mad.

Reaching inside the waistband of my boxers, he wraps his rough hand around my hard shaft, and I automatically groan on instinct.

Xaden opens his mouth wider, stealing the sound from my throat and swallowing it down into his own.

“ Ffuuck ,” I growl.

With his free hand, he cups my chin, squeezing it a little harder than I expect and pulls back from the kiss.

“Lay back,” he demands softly, and I comply.

Widening my legs further, I bridge my hips, enabling him to pull my pants just below my ass. I groan with pleasure at the connection of his tongue sliding up the underside of my cock. All the way from base, flicking up and over the tip and swiping the bead of precum from my crown.

“ Je-sus, ” I grunt through gritted teeth.

Another elongated moan slips free from the depths of my throat just as Xaden sucks the head of my throbbing shaft into his mouth. Resting my hand on top of his head, I let him take the lead. “Just like that, fuck.”

I watch him slowly bob up and down, taking more of me with each twisted stroke of his hand.

I moan, tension already building in my lower stomach.

“God damn it you take me so well. Fuck!“ He releases a deep moan, the vibrations travelling from the tip of my cock to my groin, my balls drawing up instantly. “ Good boy, that’s it…” I hum, my head falling back against the seat with a light thud. “Just like that… don’t stop.”

The sounds of him slurping, drool trickling over the angry veins of my cock, and the tip hitting the back of his throat, create a squelching sound. Swallowing around me, his throat closes up and a shock of enjoyment travels straight to my balls.

My fingers tighten in his short black hair, and I feel him freeze as though he already knows what I want to do, and without removing my cock from his mouth, he offers me a curt nod. Giving me permission to take what I need.

What I really want from him.

“That’s my boy,” I praise. “Look at me, Xaden. I want to see your eyes water while I fuck your throat.”

I stand from my seated position. Xaden’s large hands gripping my thighs. His eyes widen, looking up at me like I’m the Massiah and he is a man worshipping me at the altar of his church.

“You look fucking perfect swallowing my cock, I’m so proud of you.”

Clearly Xaden is a praise boy, because the moment I say those words, his eyes roll back on a moan. With his mouth still stuffed full of my cock, I glide my fingers through the crown of his hair.

“Touch yourself while I own your throat, but do not think for a single second you can come.” Frowning, he looks up at me with a slight tilt to his head. “You’ll save that for later. For her.”

I watch as he wraps both hands around his cock, gripping it roughly, stroking himself up and down in slow, orbital fisted movements as I begin to fuck his throat slowly and deeply.

Directing my attention to Alyssa, I must’ve been concentrating too hard on my best friend, because I clearly didn’t notice the moment she started to touch herself.

Each one of her legs are resting on either arms of the chair, her fingers playing with her clit.

The black skirt she’s wearing is ruched up to her waist, the tightness of the black corset thrusting her breasts up to the point they’re nearly spilling over the top, and her beautifully bare pussy lips are spread open.

A clear sheen of arousal glossing her skin as it slowly slides from her hole to the seat.

Alyssa’s moans are now starting to blend with mine and the moment Xaden hears, he presses his hands to my thighs, pulling back entirely.

“Is she doing what I think she’s—”

The rasp of my laugh gives him pause. “Yes, and fuck me, brother it’s a sight.” I cup his jaw, angling his face to look at her, and I whisper in his ear, “Go to her.”

Keeping my eyes on her I watch as she dips her middle finger inside her core, gathering her arousal, further spreading it over her clit. Xaden stands from his kneeling position. His whole demeanour changing instantly, closing the distance between him and Alyssa.

I watch her look up at him, cheeks dusted with a soft pink hue, her bottom lip taught between her teeth. “Up.”

She follows his command perfectly, lowering her feet to the floor and rising from the chair. He moves to stand behind her and I marvel at the angel before me. The amber hues from the fake candlelight dancing over one side of her body, giving her a devilishly sinful glow.

Xaden threads his hand through her long red hair, tugging her head back before he tastes her lips. The kiss is bruising, rough. With his free hand he slaps her pussy as hard as he can, and I grin when her legs buckle.

“We did what you asked,” he groans against her cheek, “so now you’re going to do everything we say. Isn’t that right, Butterfly?” She hesitates for no more than a split second before she nods. “Take your clothes off, now.”

I stand from my seated position and close the distance between myself and them, the both of us watching as she begins to strip naked as slowly as possible.

Getting in one more tease before we have full control over her body.

Any time I’ve ever played with someone at Deepest Desires, I’ve always been the one in control.

Command RP is my specialty, and tonight, she’ll experience it for the first time.