Page 19 of Apricity (Devil Dogs of the Apocalypse)

Alessandra

Cole has tied me up before and it felt absolutely wonderful. He’s also done some breath play with me in the past. But this… This transcends all of that.

His eyes capture the depths of my soul as I smile blissfully at the feeling of absolute freedom, even while being completely restrained by yards of rope.

I don’t understand how or why, but the compression, the tightness of the ropes, completely stopped my uncontrollable trembling.

Not because I physically couldn’t anymore, but because, for some reason, I felt utterly safe in that moment.

Still do, in fact. Instead of making me even more worried about being tied up and not able to defend myself, it's kindled an inferno in between my legs that I didn’t even think was possible .

He smiles back and kisses my lips reverently before pulling back, asking, “Now that you seem to be doing significantly better, do you want to continue or would you rather stay like this for a little bit?”

“It’s completely your choice, baby. We’re here for you.

You have all the power. If you want to stop here, you won’t hear any complaints from us.

It’s your choice.” Jax’s words spur me on.

After giving myself a mental self-check, I realize I’m doing better.

Much better. So good, in fact, I don’t want to stop.

I want it all. I want to see where this takes me.

I want to explore it with them. My guys.

“I want more. Please,” I breathe out, the ropes binding my chest so effectively it’s a little difficult to speak without sounding out of breath. Cole smirks, lifting an eyebrow.

“Do you want more or do you want to be pushed? To see what the light looks like at the end? To fall off that edge into oblivion, fully trusting us with taking care of you in every way possible?”

“Yes. Please. I want it all. Don’t hold back.”

“You’ve got it, beautiful.” Cole nods before turning to Hawk and Jax. “Now that she’s feeling better, what do you think of our little present, boys?”

“Holy shit, baby. Gave us all quite a scare there,” Jax says, lifting his head from my neck. He sounds relieved. He’s not the only one. “But you do look beautiful in Cole’s ropes.” The small smile Jax gifts me is almost eclipsed by Hawk's gasp.

“Oh, Cole, you brilliant bastard,” Hawk groans out from behind me, lifting both of his hands to grab fistfuls of my breasts as he rocks his pelvis under me. “Sweetheart, your tits look fucking amazing like this.” I feel his attention turn towards Cole. “Hey Doc, can we do this every day?”

Cole smiles in return as he looks to his left, taking Jax’s hand in his own and moving it to where I’m aching for him. The second his fingers graze my clit, my hips jut forward, anxiously pressing into his hand and begging for more. It’s just now that I realize I’m still fully clothed.

“Why are my clothes still on?” I ask Cole as he readies another rope in front of me.

“Because this was an emergency and I wasn’t about to make you even more uncomfortable by undressing you. But, now that you’re no longer in need of urgent care, if you want to lose the clothes, I’m not going to object.”

“Take it off. All of it. I want to feel everything. Every touch. Every caress. Everything.” I look to my guys, my pleading gaze practically begging them to comply with my request.

“Don’t have to ask me twice,” Hawk says, angling my hips as he grasps the top of my pants and pulls them down my legs.

My underwear doesn’t stand a chance as it’s pulled down as well.

I’m curious as to how they’re going to get my shirt and sports bra off while fighting all this rope but don’t need to wonder that long when Cole whips out his pocket knife.

“Don’t move,” Cole says, his voice dark and ominous. In the same second I voice my response, he’s shredding my shirt to pieces, ripping the torn bits away as they go. My bra’s fate ends the same way, in a pile of tattered fabric tossed onto the floor.

“Fucking hell. I thought they looked great before but… this is fucking magnificent.” Hawk shakes his head in aw e when he sees my naked tits jutting out from my chest, the ropes constricting them painfully but feeling oh so good.

He lifts his hands and spreads his fingers over my perky flesh, groaning at how full they feel.

I moan in return, throwing my head back onto Hawk's shoulder at the intense feeling, so much more sensitive than they were before.

“That’s only the beginning. Just wait.” Cole nods his head at me. “Turn around and straddle Hawk. Arms behind your back, beautiful.”

I do as he asks, situating myself astride Hawk's toned legs. He lifts his hands, ready to assist me but freezes as his eyes capture the full-frontal view of Cole's masterpiece.

"Ooh, fuck a duck... Aly...," Hawk groans out, not hesitating as he lowers his face to graze his lips against mine. There are stars in his eyes when he retreats, staring passionately down at me.

Taking one of my wrists, Cole gently coaxes it behind my back, bending it at my elbow, and doing the same with the other.

“Grab your wrists and hold them,” he instructs and I do so, willingly obeying.

“Just like that, perfect.” His words, a soft breeze against my ear.

“Hand me the purple one,” he says to Jax who turns and retrieves it but pauses before putting it in Cole’s hands.

“We sure about this? It was one thing continuing things with how she was. But this? She just had an anxiety attack. Do we really want to tie her up even more so soon after?”

Cole shoots a determined like towards Jax. “Look, I get your concern, but she’s stable, alert and coherent. Plus, she says she wants to try this, so I say we let her. She has her safe words and she has me. Us . We take care of her. Always. Regardless of her state of being.”

“Yeah, but—”

“No. All of us. Not just you, Jax. We talked about this. Don’t make me tie you up too, just to prove a point.” Cole cocks an eyebrow, ending the conversation in its tracks.

He takes the purple rope and starts tying another line of knots around both of my forearms, linking them behind me, before continuing with a few more cross overs and even more knots at the base of my spine.

I wish we had a mirror so I can see all the work he’s putting into this but more than anything, I trust him.

Trust all of them with my safety even when I’m completely at their mercy.

“How’s that feel?” Cole checks in.

“It hurts, but it’s good. Different.”

Cole smiles, devious energy behind his eyes. “Just wait, you’ll love it even more in a second.”

Jax still looks worrisome, however. “You sure about this, baby?”

“Never been more sure of anything apart from you three,” I respond, breathless and excited.

Without saying another word, all three of them start to undress. Muscles covering every inch of their bodies are unveiled and I’m finding it difficult to not drool at what’s in front of me.

Hawk, ready and eager to begin, palms his cock, rubbing his hand up and down its length as he stares at my incapacitated form. He wants me, aches for me, but knowing he’s not running the show he turns his face toward Cole, waiting in anticipation as he continues toying with himself .

Lifting himself onto the bed in front of me, Cole takes my face in his palms and brings his lips to mine.

The kiss is soft, at first, but quickly turns heavy as his tongue breaches my lips, claiming my mouth and my entire being for himself.

In that moment, there’s nothing else. And as he pulls away from our kiss, all I see is him and wait on bated breath.

“I want you to suck my cock, pretty girl. I’m gonna take your gorgeous face and make it even more of an absolute masterpiece when we’re done with you,” he says in a low, deep, intimidating voice as he pushes the stray strands of hair away from my face.

“I’m going to make you gag on it, swallow it, choke on it.

” I shudder at his words dying for him to continue as my pussy begs for it.

“You won’t be able to hold my dick or push away from my thrusts.

You’ll just have to take everything I give you.

” His one hand leaves my face and travels down to my sobbing pussy.

A single finger trails through my folds before teasing my clit and I just about leap from the bed at the touch. “Check in.”

“Holy shit. Green,” I breathe out. I’m going to self-combust before we even get started if he keeps talking like that.

“Good girl,” Cole says before kissing my nose. He looks over to the side of the bed where Hawk and Jax are waiting for direction. “Hawk?”

“Oh, fuck yes.” Hawk doesn’t waste a second, climbing on the bed behind me, his hands instantly finding my hips.

Cole looks pointedly at us. “Aly will not be able to speak or use her hands to communicate her safe words with what I’m about to do.

Hawk, I want you to wrap your hand around hers.

Even though she’s tied, she can squeeze your hand if she needs to breathe, pull off or stop all together.

” His eyes dart between the both of us. “Understand?”

“Yes,” we both say together.

“Aly. Our gorgeous girl.” Cole caresses my cheek as he leans down, his face directly in front of mine.

His eyes staring into my own. “I love you. More than life itself. We all do.” He lets go of my jaw and straightens up, his demeanor changing instantly.

“Now, get on your knees and suck my cock like the beautiful little whore you are.”