A/N: I thought it would be a good idea to update all my fics or attempt to before school starts, it's going to be a hectic year this year so I don't know how much I'll be able to update. Big thanks for everyone who's been reviewing and following this threesome fun fic. Big thanks to moonserenity089 for prompting more ideas my way and being so patient with me. I've been thinking of making a sequel to TLBD but I've got heaps of fics to update so far so I might wait until I finish a couple more fics before contiuing otherwise it'll be too stressful. I've also made a fanfiction account for some non M rated fics and you can find that on my profile. Hope you all like this, please review because it means the world to me and once again, I don't own the Bones characters, but I do like to take them out for a bit of fun now and again.
The agent crawled further up onto the bed, smirking arrogantly as he watched the two women glance at him in surprise. Leaning up slightly, Booth hovered over the anthropologist first. His lips pressed against hers softly, only for a mere second before they were removed again.
Booth leant in to press a kiss to Angela's lips, using his spare hand to grab the handcuffs that had been left abandoned on the bedside table. Without any warning he grasped her wrists, clicking them around them before moving the chain around the best post.
The artist had no idea what had hit her until she head the clink of metal, her eyes widening and a soft gasp leaving her lips as he parted from her. Angela pouted up at Booth, tugging on the restraints that bound her wrists with some hope of being let free but the devilish smile that perked up on Booth's features gave no indication of her being let free any time soon.
"W-Why am I the one to be punished and not Brennan?" Angela questioned, glancing over at Brennan worriedly before focusing back on Booth who leant in even further and nibbling on her earlobe, making her shudder beneath him as he whispered.
"Because Angela, you're the one who started all this. You were lucky enough to eat out Bones' sweet little pussy. Now you get to sit back and enjoy the show."
Another shiver ran down Angela's body, tugging once again on the restraints but it was a failed attempt. The thought of having to be a voyeur in all this made heat spread all over the artist's body, juices starting to pool to her core.
Shifting his weight, Booth hovered over the obviously impatient anthropologist, pressing a kiss to her lips to reclaim her as his. Her tongue darted out to lick along his bottom lip before he opened his mouth to accept her. Their tongues danced in Brennan's mouth.
Unexpectedly, the anthropologist flipped them over, straddling Booth's hips. Their lips regained contact once more, however this time more passionate as they fought to become closer, tongue fighting for dominance. Beside them Angela looked on letting out a soft whimper of need as she pressed her legs together in an attempt to alleviate her arousal but it was to no avail.
Puling back, the anthropologist began to press soft kisses down along his jaw before nibbling down his chest, licking softly around his nipples and grinning at the grunt that left his lips.
She slowly continued her slight torture, leaving small bites as she continued along his muscled chest, cataloguing every little moan or grunt that left his lips. As she finally reached his erected shaft, Brennan sat up on her knees, licking her lips and watching the way Booth's eyes widened at the sight of her there, eyeing him.
Leaning her head back down, the anthropologist snaked out her tongue, touching it to the swollen head of his cock. Her eyes watched him the entire time, swirling it slowly over the head before collecting the small spot of pre cum that rested on the tip.
Retracting her tongue back from him and ignoring the disappointed moan that left Booth's lips she turned to Angela, lips curving up in a seductive smile.
"It's a real shame you're all tied up Angie." Temperance taunted, "You're really missing out on something quite delicious."
Booth groaned from below her as her beautiful lips worked over him again, lips slowly taking him inch by excruciatingly slow inch as her tongue ran over him in the meantime. He let his eyes close, hips rocking up towards her talented mouth. Ever since the agent knew when he first met her that, that talented mouth of hers wasn't just useful for spouting squinty, anthropological facts.
She hollowed her cheeks around his erected member, only proving in taking him in even further as she worked more frantically over him, her hand holding into the base of his cock while the other caressed his balls.
The agent dared himself to open his eyes, watching the erotic sight of Temperance Brennan with her mouth around him, auburn locks tickling his inner thighs before taking him in even further. Booth almost came at the sight of her like that but restrained himself, having another idea in mind.
His hands twirled themselves in her auburn locks, pulling her up slightly. At first she ignored his attempts of her stopping, determined to make him come but as he tugged again she pulled herself up, licking her lips.
A loud squeal left the anthropologist's lips as he switched their positions, sliding her underneath him before sheathing himself in her soaked heat. At the feel of finally being joined once again, they both let out a groan of pleasure. His hands wrapped around her hips, nails digging in slightly as he pulled out before sheathing himself inside of her.
"Jesus Bones, you're so wet. Did sucking me off get you all wet baby?" He questioned, pressing a kiss to her lips.
"Y-Yeah… ooohh….just like that… yeaaahh… It did Booth." She purred back, hands gripping his ass and pushing him in even deeper, crying out in pleasure.
"Even though it was really hot being cuffed to the bed and watching Angela lick your sweet little pussy, it was pure torture. " Booth grunted, nails digging in deeper to her hips as his thrusts increased, moving deeper into the anthropologist as she wound her legs around his back and pulled him closer.
"Is that all you've got Booth? Harder." She demanded, feet pressing even further into his back and he didn't disappoint her for a second, thrusting faster and harder, enjoying the way the pleasure unfolded on her features.
Soon, Brennan's hips lifted up frantically to meet his every thrust, proving how close she was to orgasm Booth didn't hesitate, jackhammering into her like there was no more time left in the world before feeling her scream his name in pleasure, her body rocking and convulsing crazily underneath him.
Temperance's inner walls fluttered around him, just the feel of her coming made him release into her as she milked him dry. They lay there for a few minutes as he pulled out of her, caressing her cheek and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
A soft cry of pleasure sounded from the other side of Brennan and the pair realized that they had completely forgotten about Angela. She looked at them, blushing as a trail of come ran down her leg, her body still shaking from the orgasm she had achieved just by watching them.
Booth chuckled and sat up, carefully undoing the handcuffs and kissing Angela as an apology but she just grinned and rolled her eyes at him. The trio felt extremely exhausted and the agent lay in between the two women, wrapping an arm around each of them before drifting off to sleep.
A/N: So what did we all think? Live up to all your expectations?