Almost two months. That is how long I have been in my relationship with both Konnor and Baron. Most night the three of us share a bed. I learned quickly to sleep comfortably smashed between the two large bodies. Which is why when I awoke in the early morning hours missing a lover, I was confused. "Baron," I call unable to move under Konnor's arm.
"He left about an hour ago," Konnor mutters, his lips brushing along my bare shoulder.
"Where did he go?"
"Gym? I dunno. S'not my day to watch him. He'll come back, just go back to sleep."
"I can't sleep without the both of you anymore."
"Try," he mutters.
"You still don't like him, do you?"
"Baron? He's fine."
"I've never talked about this. Not between the three of us or one on one with either one of you. I've forced you two of you to go from fighting to co-existing immediately. It wasn't fair to either of you."
"It's fine. We're fine," he sighs, his lips return to kiss along my shoulder.
"Are we? Are we really? So you can tell me how you feel about Baron if we're good."
"Have you had this discussion with Baron?"
"I will."
"It's not like I hate the man anymore," he sighs. "It's just…I don't like how he rough he gets sometime."
"Rough?"
"He always has to mark you," he grumbles, his fingers dance over the bite marks along my shoulder and back.
"I don't mind the marks. Rough is nice."
"Unless he loses control and hurts you."
"He loves me as much as you do. He's not going to hurt me."
"I hope you're right, Beautiful."
"About?"
"I know he loves you. We both love you with all our hearts. But I've seen the look in his eyes like what he's doing isn't enough for him. He wants to do more."
"He doesn't."
"He hasn't."
I wiggle beneath his arm turning to face him. "You don't trust him?"
"I…I don't know, honestly."
"You trust me?"
"Of course, Lilly."
"Then trust me when I say he wouldn't hurt me anymore than you would," I mutter snuggling into his chest. "Please."
His arms tighten around me but says nothing.
"I'm sorry, Big Man," I murmur as he meets me in catering after his shower. "You're going to have those belts around your waist soon."
"Yeah," he waves off. "How's Baron doing?"
"Still in his pod," I turn my tablet to show the other man on the app.
"Figured you would be watching a monitor instead of relying on spotty WIFI," he chuckles, nodding towards the monitor surrounded by most of the women of the roster.
"Like I want to listen all those bitches drooling over Baron," I growl.
"Is that jealousy I'm seeing?"
"No. Jealousy is envy for something you don't have. He's mine. This is possessiveness."
"Hmmmmm," he hums.
"I'm serious," I state propping the tablet against the napkin holder. "You and Vik are going to win those belts. Sooner rather than later."
"What about you," he smirks as Naomi enters to join the other women. "You have your eye on a belt?"
"Still proving to Bryan that I'm a fighter," I sigh. "If I have to I will run through all those girls ten times to get that damn belt."
"Then we'll celebrate," he grins leaning over to peck my lips.
"Promise?"
"Wolfie is out," he chuckles nodding towards the tablet.
We both turn to watch the action in the ring.
"Don't turn your back on anyone, Baron," I growl under my breath as Baron mouths at Miz.
"Turn around. Turn around," Konnor urges.
"Fuck," I sigh as Baron is pinned.
"He is pissed," Konnor comments as the ref tries to usher Baron from the chamber.
"That's an understatement."
"I hate to say this," he starts, a hand running down my back.
"Say what?"
"You know what he needs."
"I thought…"
"That's why I hate to say it. You need to let him work out his aggravation."
"Are you sure? It's always been me with the both of you. I…"
"We've never explicitly said our love life will always be a group activity. I don't like missing out but he needs you more than I want you at the moment."
"I thought you were worried about him hurting me."
"I am. He needs it though. You want me to trust him. This is me trusting him."
A sudden thought races through my mind. "Come back to the room later."
"This is going to be his night," he shakes his head.
"I want you to watch," I purr.
"I'll think about it. Go. Do what you need to get ready for him."
"I love you," I sigh.
"I love you," he grins, kissing my knuckles.
"Get ready for Baron. How the hell do I get ready for Baron," I think digging through my bag. I've never exactly had to dress to seduce the men. None of my cute lingerie screams Baron and all my sexier stuff is too expensive to risk Baron tearing to shreds. "What do I wear then?"
Sighing I pull a Lone Wolf tank and a simple black thong before working my hair into a braid. Seating myself on the bed I try not to be nervous as I wait for the man to arrive. "Why am I so nervous? I wasn't even this nervous when I started sleeping with both the men," I think picking at a piece of lint on my shirt. "It's the loss of power. I have never fully submitted to either man before. The thought of letting go completely gives me butterflies."
"Hey Tiger," Baron mutters as he enters. "Where's Konnor?"
I shrug.
"Fuck," he growls running his hands through his hair.
I pat the bed in front of me. "Wanna come here?"
He drops to the bed.
Sliding up to him as close as possible without touching, "What can I do to make you better, Alpha?"
"What did you just say?"
"What can I do to make you better, Alpha," I repeat.
"Don't do that."
"I'm sorry," I mumble lowering my eyes. "I thought you would like…"
"I do," he interrupts. "Too much."
"Can I make your night better, Alpha? Please."
A low growl escapes his throat as his mouth attacks the skin of mine. "Get Konnor up here," he growls against my skin. His hand fists into my hair yanking my head backwards painfully when I don't move. "I gave you an order."
Reaching blindly, I find my phone and fumble to dial the number. Giving up, "Siri, call Konnor," I gasp.
"Calling Konnor," the robotic voice repeats.
Pressing the speaker, I wait for the man to answer, my free hand traveling up Baron's chest.
"Did I say you could touch me?"
My hand immediately drops to the mattress, twisting into the comforter. His teeth sink in above my collarbone and I let out a long moan.
"Lilly? Is everything alright?"
I look to the man at my shoulder.
I watch him smile against me. "Answer him."
"Yes," I pant as Baron moves across my chest. "Everything is fine…great," I correct at Baron's growl. "Everything is great. B…B…Baron wants you…wants you here…here in the room," I stutter.
"Why?"
"Because. Please come to the room."
"I can't…"
"Just get up here," Baron snaps pulling away from me to glare at the phone causing me to whimper with lost. "Do it now." Ending the call, he tosses the phone across the room before he turns his attention back to me. "You strip."
I stand reaching for the hem of my shirt.
"Slowly," he orders locking eyes with me.
Peeling the tank painfully slow up my body, I watch him drink in every centimeter of exposed skin. "Did you shower?"
I shake my head in the negative.
"You don't cover up my marks?"
I shake my head again.
"Why?"
"You like them. I like them. They're the only proof I belong to you," I answer honestly, my fingers hook into the waistband of my thong.
Something flickers behind his eyes before returning. "On your knees."
I hit my knees eagerly.
He quirks an eyebrow at me.
"I want to make you feel better," I sigh, running my hands over his jean clad legs. "I'll do whatever you need me to do…Alpha."
"Anything?"
"Anything," I smile.
"Stay," he orders, stepping around me.
I sit back on my heels as I wait.
"Since you have a problem keeping your hands to yourself," he starts bringing my wrists together behind my back. A silky material wraps around them securing them together. "I'm going to make sure you learn to listen."
"Sorry Alpha," I murmur.
"Show me how sorry you are," he rumbles coming back to stand in front of me.
"How can I do that, Alpha?"
"You know what to do," he grins down at me as he slides the zipper of his jeans downward.
I lick my lips in anticipation. "Yes, Sir."
"Open," he orders as his erection springs free, his jeans pooling around his ankles.
I open my mouth for him and he runs his cock along my tongue. I curl it to run a pointed tip along the vein on the bottom.
"You and that beautiful mouth are gonna be the death of me," he growls wrapping his hands around my hair. "Suck. Good girl." He holds my head still as he pumps against my mouth.
"What the fuck is your problem, Baron," Konnor growls behind me.
"Don't look at him," Baron orders as I start to pull away. Slamming himself back down my throat and holding me tightly against his pelvic bone. "As for you, Konnor, I've had a very frustrating night but our girl has decided to help me with that."
I squirm beneath his hands, the prolonged time with my air cut off starting to make me uncomfortable.
Baron pulls back long enough to allow me a couple deep breathes before slamming back down my throat.
"What does that have to do with me exactly," Konnor sighs.
"Don't you have some frustrations from tonight to work out?"
"That's not my way of doing things."
"Maybe you need change your way of doing things," Baron chuckles pulling away completely. "I can tell you I'm going to fuck our girl's tight little pussy until I don't remember my frustrations for a little while. Or you can have it your way."
Baron's hands lift me beneath my armpits setting me on my feet before shoving gently towards the bed. I stumble slightly landing on my knees.
"Does she have to be tied up," Konnor growls.
I chance a glance at the man and find him seated at the small table in the corner of the room facing the bed before lowering my eyes to the bedspread.
"Yes. She was a naughty little slut who couldn't wait for directions. Weren't you Tiger?"
I nod as Baron angles my body downward, his one-handed grip on my bonds the only thing keeping me from falling on my face.
"How do you plan to fuck her if she can't support herself?"
"Like this," Baron growls pulling on my arms until he was sheathed roughly inside of me. I whimper softly as my body tries to quickly adjust to the man.
"Am I hurting you, Tiger," Baron asks setting a blazing pace.
"I…Fuck," I whimper. "I like it."
"What was that," he growls, his rough hand coming down sharply on my ass.
A whorish moan escapes me instead of his answer.
"Answer your alpha, Tiger."
"I love it," I moan. "More. Please Alpha."
Pulling me upright his hands come to grip my hips to continue his assault on my pussy as his mouth comes down to bite and suck along the junction of my neck and shoulder. "Why is he still here," he growls against my skin. I glance over at the man in the corner. Konnor shifts uncomfortably in his chair.
"I want him to watch," I pant.
"Why?"
"He thinks you're too rough with me. I want him to see I enjoy it."
"I don't think that's it." Pulling away from me, he stills his hips. "Konnor, come here."
"She's allowing you to order her around not me. I'm not going anywhere."
"Tiger, get him over here or you don't come tonight."
"Konnor," I whimper trying to push back against Barons vice like grip around my hips. "Please. Please come here."
"That's low," Konnor growls at Baron making his way towards the bed.
"Have him strip for you," Baron growls against my ear.
"Konnor…"
"I heard him," he interrupts pulling his shirt over his head. His jeans follow before he kneels on the bed opposite me.
"What's you're real problem?"
"She's already told you…"
"We can both see that you don't have a problem with me being a little rough with her."
Glancing down I find Konnor's erection straining against his briefs.
"You want to get a little rough too, don't you?"
"No," he growls turning his head.
"Konnor," Baron barks bringing the other man's attention back to us. "All you have to do is ask her." One hand leaves me to wrap around Konnor's wrist bringing the other man's hand to my throat and squeezes gently. "Just don't put any pressure on the front of her throat. Is this okay, Tiger?"
I nod locking eyes with Konnor.
"What's the code?"
"Two taps, it's starting to become too much. Ease up but don't let go. Hand on your shoulder, it's too much let go immediately."
"What if I can't," he whispers. "I'm so much stronger than you."
"She's tougher than you think," Baron explains as my bonds disappear. "You won't hurt her too badly. If you start to, I'm here to stop you."
"You won't hurt me," I whisper, my hand coming up to cover both of theirs increasing the pressure.
"That's my girl," Baron chuckles returning his hands to my hips as his hips return to their previous actions. "Touch him. Show him why I call you tiger."
I curve my fingers allowing my nails to scrape harshly along his chest.
"No," he hisses catching my hands in his free one. "He doesn't tell you what to do to me. Understood?"
"Yes…"
"Lover," he answers my questioning look using his grip to tilt my head backwards.
"Little bland but does the job," Baron comments.
"Yes Lover," I state.
"Stroke me," he growls before capturing my mouth.
My hand immediately snakes into his briefs wrapping around him and stroking.
He groans into me as his grip tightens around my throat and I moan back as Baron's teeth sink into me again.
"Can I taste you, Lover," I groan against his lips as Baron hits deeper the beginnings of an orgasm settling in my lower belly.
"I'd love that."
"Alpha, may I?"
"Go for it."
Falling forward, I work his briefs down his thighs to free his erection. Licking from the base to the crown, I meet his eyes again before wrapping my lips around him and sliding him down my throat. His nails scrape along my scalp as he grips me, speeding me along to match Baron's thrusts. Each man trying to outpace the other. The orgasm building with each thrust stroking my spot.
"You gonna come, Tiger?"
I nod as much as Konnor will allow.
"Are you just waiting on your alpha to allow it?"
"Mmmhmm."
"I guess you've been a good enough girl to deserve it. Come for us."
I moan as my release throbs around Baron.
"Oh fuck," Konnor groans slamming me to his base and holding me there, his hot seed shooting down my throat. Baron's following across my ass seconds later.
"Still not your thing," Baron pants as I lay between the men.
"It has its place but I don't think I'll be breaking it out as often as you," Konnor mutters, his fingers trace along the new bite mark. "I don't think her skin can take it."
"What do you think Tiger," Baron asks cleaning me off.
I roll over to look up at the two men.
"Looks like you left a few marks of your own," Baron chuckles motioning to my throat. "Not as impressive as mine but a good start."
"Do you two at least feel better," I ask as I try to sit up on wobbly arms.
"Yes," they answer together.
"Good," I mutter. "My job here is done. Let's get some sleep so we can formulate a plan to get belts around both your waists."
