Binding Love Page 9

  “Good girl.” She was so damn sweet. Cooper knew better than anyone else the fire of independence burning in every fiber of her being. Because of that, he also knew what a lucky man he was she would even consider following his lead. Especially when she’d witnessed his sexual submission to Liam just the night before. She was a miracle!

  Moving lower and lower, he placed tender little kisses along the length of her back until he was once again standing behind her. He desperately wanted to plunge home but had decided making her crazy with need would be much more fun.

  “Mmmm, so fucking tight and wet,” he said as he pressed the head of his cock barely into her heat.

  He stopped just inside her, enjoying the tightness of her sheath. Cooper could feel the way every muscle in her body bunched and wondered if her tenseness was in anticipation of his thrust or if she was doing everything in her not to move in order to speed up his possession of her.

  Sweat beaded on his upper lip. It took everything in him not to follow his body’s urge to be fast and furious. He didn’t want her to come until they were all together, until she had Liam and him both stroking her body, inch by beautiful inch.

  Mallory whimpered as he entered her another inch, spearing her on his cock, stretching her cunt. Her shoulders hunched with the need to take over. It was evident she wanted to thrust back on him, taking his length deep but she stayed exactly as she’d been told.

  By the time he was fully seated in her depths, Cooper couldn’t help but make the next thrust the exact opposite. Pulling from her tight confines, he then hammered back home. When he stopped again, his full length plunged deep, she dropped her head.

  “Fuck.” The expletive was whispered on a ragged exhalation, but he’d still heard. He even understood her need, the anxiety coursing through her system because he felt it himself. It didn’t matter. He wouldn’t change his plan because they were impatient.

  Reaching up her back, Cooper wrapped her hair around his palm and tugged. As he expected, it was all she needed as a reminder of her position beneath him. His pace now was slow and deep, giving them both a little of what they needed although not nearly enough to help Mallory with the orgasm she so desperately sought.

  Cooper eyed his watch, his excitement ramping to full throttle. Liam would be home soon. It was time to up the ante. He wanted to hear Mallory’s cries as she was pushed to the edge and yet was not quite allowed to be thrust over.

  Reaching around, he found her clit and pressed with one finger. She jerked in his arms, her breath coming shallow and fast.

  “Oh god, please!”

  Her voice was gravelly, full of need. “Don’t forget to keep your eyes on the door, Mal.”

  Cooper continued to tease the tiny bundle of nerves, stroking and pinching until her back glistened with perspiration. His thrusts came harder and deeper. When he felt the first tiny waves as her sheath contracted against his cock, he slowed his pace.

  “Noooo.” Her groan of disbelief was edged with frustration and desire.

  He rubbed Mallory’s back soothingly, bringing her back down slowly before starting all over again. “Liam will be here soon.” Reaching forward, Cooper tucked her sweat-dampened hair behind her ear before grasping her shoulder for leverage.

  His next thrusts powered into her, rocking her body forward with each pistoning movement. Her voice was ragged as she cried out. Cooper had been pulled so deep into the erotic sensations her pussy sucking at his cock caused, he hadn’t realized how close she was to coming.

  Jerking himself back, he pulled his cock completely free of her slick sex. He smacked her ass again, enjoying the way the curvy flesh bounced beneath his palm. “Not yet, darlin’.”

  She didn’t bemoan the loss, instead she growled. It was an animalistic sound, one that told of just how bad she wanted what he was not yet willing to give.

  Liam had no clue what Cooper was up to but he figured it would be good for everyone involved. He cursed the red light holding him up then burned rubber when it finally changed to green.

  He couldn’t move from the car to the house fast enough. He was hard and ready even though he had absolutely no idea what to expect. For all he knew, they could be having a tea party. He snickered at the idea. No, if he knew Cooper as well as he thought he did, Liam would enter the house and make a beeline straight for the bedroom where he would find the two of them fucking like bunnies and hopefully willing for him to join the scene.

  Being wrong wasn’t something he usually enjoyed. Today was an exception to the rule, Liam thought as he walked through the front door.

  The first thing he saw was the dilated pupils of Mallory’s wide eyes staring back at him. Her face glistened. When her lips opened forming a perfect O, Liam smiled. She was stunning bent over at the waist, her breasts hanging free.

  Cooper stood behind her, palming the length of his sheathed cock. He didn’t look so bad himself. “We’ve been waiting for you.”

  “You have?” It didn’t really look like it to Liam.

  “Well, technically our girl here has been waiting for you.” He laughed when Cooper winked then stroked Mallory’s back.

  Liam bent at the knee until he was face-to-face with her. He kissed her deeply, generously, enjoying her hunger. “You’ve been waiting for me, girl?”

  Myriad emotions crossed her features before she answered. When she did, her voice was husky, pleading in tone. “He wouldn’t let me come until you were here, until we were all together.”

  Ahhh, now it made sense. Liam stood and looked at Cooper as he unsnapped his pants. “She’s still yours.”

  Cooper nodded his understanding. Liam meant exactly what he’d said. For the time being, Mallory was still Cooper’s to command. Liam would still do as he pleased but he wouldn’t take over the fun. He completely understood his male lover’s need to submit from time to time, but Cooper wasn’t the type to be taken over all the time or even every time. Liam liked knowing there would always be variation where they were concerned.

  Liam moved forward until the head of his shaft butted against Mallory’s lips. They parted without thought, taking him deep just the way he liked. The heat of her mouth as he bumped the back of her throat was magic. He would give her a few minutes to savor his taste, to control the pace before taking her mouth the way he preferred.

  Liam moved his gaze from where Mallory’s lips were wrapped snugly around the girth of his shaft to where Cooper was moving back to his position behind her, his hand braced on her hip. In Cooper’s other hand he held a bottle of lube.

  “Aww, baby. Cooper has some fun planned for your tight little ass.” Mallory lifted her gaze to his. Need shone in her eyes. Liam could tell she was hungry for them, desired everything they had to give.

  The vibration of her moans on his cock as Cooper prepared her ass with lube felt phenomenal. What was happening behind her made Mallory lose track of the task in front of her. Instead of sucking him the way he liked, she was panting, her breath coming in short little gasps with each movement of Cooper’s fingers.

  Over her back the men locked gazes and nodded at one another. Liam watched as Cooper lined the head of his cock up with her puckered star. He knew exactly what their lover felt. Mallory’s ass would be reluctant to take his girth at first. She would be so hot and tight Cooper would have trouble not coming the second her body grabbed at him, sucking him deep.

  “You should see the look on his face, baby. Coop’s enjoying your ass so much he’s having trouble holding back.”

  Mallory moved back, allowing Liam’s cock to slip from between her lips. She twisted to look over her shoulder toward Cooper. Liam couldn’t see her face, but he could hear the urgency in her voice. “Don’t hold back. Please.” She turned her head back to him then took his shaft in hand. “Neither one of you.”

  Not that Liam had been waiting for her to ask to be taken. It was something he did when the mood struck. It was one of the many benefits of being in a relationship such as theirs. The fact she enjoyed
rough sex as much as he did only added to the eroticism of it.

  When she wrapped her lips around his head once again, Liam tangled a hand in the hair at the back of her head and shoved himself balls-deep. She gagged then struggled to relax her throat. Within minutes mascara ran down her cheeks as her eyes watered. It was a look he loved.

  There had to be something wrong with loving the feel of, but being strangled on, a nice thick cock. This thought flowed through Mallory’s mind on more than one occasion. The thing was, she couldn’t quite figure out what that might be. Had Liam not had his length buried down her throat, Mallory might have laughed.

  All humorous thought disappeared when she felt Cooper’s bulbous head press between her cheeks. She knew she could take him because he was comparable in size to Liam, but she was nervous because she knew it all had to start with the pinch of pain that would bloom to stretching heat before finally settling into intensely fabulous. And since she’d begged them not to hold back, the three sensations very well could all roll into one quickly.

  Mallory bucked back, trying to take the lead from Cooper. Liam tightened his hand on the back of her head at the same time Cooper smacked her ass. “I don’t think so.”

  The growl was so very similar to Liam’s when she attempted something similar, but the voice was utterly different. Where Liam’s voice was smooth and sleek, Cooper’s was rough and gravelly. She loved their differences as much as she loved their likenesses.

  She felt him enter her in excruciatingly slow increments. It was impossible to do more than whimper and groan while sucking Liam’s cock. Mallory struggled to relax her muscles. She enjoyed the slowness of his invasion even while silently wishing for the exact opposite.

  The burn brought tears to her already damp eyes. She knew she looked a mess but could do nothing about it in her position. She sniffed then lifted her gaze the best she could to Liam, who stood before her, his taut abdomen peeking out from below the shirt he hadn’t bothered to remove.

  His hips moved in a slow and steady rhythm, thrusting his length in and out of her mouth. “Cooper is being so nice to you, baby. Taking you slow and easy.” She could hear the humor in his voice when he spoke again. “I wonder how long he can keep it up?”

  From his tone, Mallory figured they were looking at each other over her. When she closed her eyes, she could imagine what they saw. Cooper was completely sans clothes, so Liam had a much better view. He would see Cooper’s sleek body pumping into her. He would see her naked body as well, her back taut, her hips lifted for Cooper’s pleasure.

  She could only imagine what Cooper thought of Liam, his shaft pistoning in and out of her mouth. His shirt would be slightly lifted, his pants unfastened and riding low on his hips in order to allow his cock freedom. If it weren’t for the plethora of intrinsically wonderful sensations bombarding her, Mallory would think she’d drawn the short straw and was missing out on all the good eye candy.

  The ring of muscle protecting her anus felt as if it were on fire, and Cooper had stopped. Mallory could feel the soft hairs of his thighs rubbing against her. He was seated all the way inside her.

  She felt the change in their bodies even before they moved. It was something in the air, a crackle of energy she couldn’t quite explain, but something warned her the real fun was about to begin.

  Cooper’s hand moved from resting lightly on the small of her back to a firmer touch on her hip. His other hand landed just the same on her opposite hip. His grip was tight yet not painful.

  Liam’s hold on the back of her head eased and then moved to the side of her face where he cupped both cheeks. Mallory trembled with excitement and anticipation. She knew when Liam held her like this he planned to fuck her face. She slackened her jaw, opening her mouth while curling her tongue to give him even more pleasure.

  And then the fucking truly began.

  There was nothing slow and steady about the pace Cooper set as he took her ass. He was relentless, merciless and Mallory was powerless to do anything but feel, to enjoy every single sensation as they washed over her, through her.

  He pulled completely free of her body, his hands stretching her cheeks wide, lewdly. She felt uncomfortable, embarrassed. The heat of her face rose until she was sure her ears burned. Before she could get used to the strange sensation of being so open he plunged balls-deep into her again. Her keening cry was muffled by Liam’s use of her mouth.

  Her lips remained parted. Mallory kept her teeth covered and tried to stay relaxed in order to feel every twitch of his cock. Tasting and teasing with her tongue was about all she was allowed to do, so she savored every sensation. Enjoying the freedom the loss of control brought her was awesome in a way she would never be able to explain.

  They took her, used her hard and yet cared for her in a way no others ever had. She felt it coming. Her body was taking over. Everything blended together. She no longer felt as a human being would. Instead, everything was a whirling cauldron of feeling and color.

  Pain was pleasure and pleasure was pain. There was no in between, no difference. There was nothing else to do other than let go completely, to give of herself to the two men she loved without further thought, without complaint, without worry about what was happening to her.

  It was a quiet place she was in, peaceful even with the cacophony of sounds reaching her ears. Flesh slapping flesh, grunts and groans, they all added to the total body experience.

  When the orgasm hit her, it was so strong it pulled her from that happy place where she’d been flying to an almost scary place in between where she realized firsthand how much she had handed over.

  Her body bowed and shook, her muscles ached with each quiver as they continued to pump into her. Mallory wasn’t sure how it happened or why, but everything blacked out. When she came back, it was to find herself within the warmth of four strong and supportive arms.

  She couldn’t help it. She wept.

  Chapter Ten

  Cooper could still feel Mallory’s tears. He wasn’t sure he had ever been as afraid as he’d been the moment she started crying. Hearing her small, hiccoughing sobs broke him.

  He didn’t mind tears. In some instances they actually turned him on, but this time hadn’t been one of those. He’d pulled his spent cock from her body, tossing the condom in the nearest trash can, then washed his hands as quickly as he could in order to get back to Mallory.

  He could still see the picture of her and Liam clear in his mind. Liam had been sitting on the couch with Mallory kneeling before him, her face cradled softly in his hand. Cooper had merely stood there watching. The scene had been tender and yet electric. Liam had kissed her eyes closed then proceeded to use the tail of his shirt to clean her wet cheeks all the while talking in low tones.

  Not wanting to interrupt and yet not willing to leave, Cooper stood still, hardly even breathing. Something had to have alerted them to his presence because in unison their heads turned in his direction. He could still feel the sensation of belonging when they both beckoned him forward.

  “Are you okay?” He’d trained his gaze on Mallory as he sat next to Liam on the couch.

  The blush to cover her cheeks would forever be burned into his memory. She was so endearing, so giving. “I’m fine, Coop.” She’d patted his hand as if to make sure he was okay. “It was just very emotionally intense to be like that with the both of you.”

  He was so relieved, so fucking thankful, he felt like crying himself. Instead, he nodded, glad he wasn’t the only one so profoundly touched by their time together.

  * * * * *

  As he sat at his desk, pretending to work, Cooper relived every moment of the time they’d spent together since Mallory and Liam barged back into his life. Oh, he was perfectly fine with their barging, but they still had some issues to work through.

  Like what to do next? Mallory had called, inviting him out for the weekend, but it was a busy time for him where work was concerned. The end of the quarter and thus tax time always stressed him out a litt
le. He wasn’t the type to ignore his responsibilities and had said as much.

  She suggested maybe they come to Chaos and visit him instead, but Cooper didn’t see how it would work. It seemed silly for them to make the trip when he would need to work regardless.

  He promised himself it had nothing to do with the fact their presence would be noted by his family. Not only their presence but the way they interacted with one another. He knew without a doubt he would not be able to hold back from showing anyone and everyone who paid even the tiniest bit of attention he was utterly and completely in love with both Mallory and Liam.

  He felt torn between doing right by them and by changing the way his family, especially his brothers, thought of him.

  The week passed at a snail’s pace. It was strange not spending time with them and unnerving it would even bother him, considering how long he had been alone, but it was. They spoke on the phone often and chatted online daily. Cooper could tell Liam was trying to give him the space he needed, but he also knew the other man was worried.

  Cooper was pretty sure all three of them were.

  By the middle of the following week he had once again stopped smiling and was feeling weighted down by the choices he had to make. Keeping to himself was not a viable option with a family full of nosy McCain siblings. They were relentless in butting their noses into one another’s business.

  “It didn’t last for long but I already miss your smile.”

  Cooper looked up from the line of numbers causing his eyes to blur. He wanted to grumble about respecting closed doors. Had it been Cash, Connor or Carson interrupting his work he might very well have, but it was Casey who stood before him. He wasn’t quite sure how to respond, so he remained quiet, hoping it would deter her.

  He should have known better.

  She leaned her hip against his desk, her arms crossed stubbornly across her chest. He knew the look well. She planned on staying until she had wrung from him every piece of information she could. The only ways to get rid of her now were not to say a word at all, tell her everything she wanted to know or call Jared.