Gilded Lily(75)

“You don’t have to do that,” she protested.

Adam leaned up and pecked her cheek with a sweet kiss. The gesture made her feel more vulnerable than if she’d been standing there stark naked. “You’re mine to take care of, Lily Flower.”

Lily looked down. She could outline the rigid shape of his hard cock. “If I’m going to get more comfortable, then you guys have to too.”

Lily spun around and sat on Adam’s lap. The slow motion of her hips as she rocked back and forth made her feel sexy, in control of his inner beast. Adam’s growl made her smile. The feeling of his fingertips digging into the sides of her hips made her pause. The rough sensation eased through her veins, touching every remote part of her body.

“Naked or one of my T-shirts,” he said from behind her. “Which one?”

“For me or you?” she teased.

“Definitely naked for you. Would you do that for me? Get naked and let us have our way with you?”

Lily turned to look at Adam. “Really? Anything?” She thought about the prospect for a moment. Excitement made the steady cadence of her heart triple its effort. “I think I could do that. Yes, I would like that.”

“Ah, you little minx, I think you better get your ass upstairs then. You got two seconds, or I’m throwing you over my shoulder. Tony, we’ll be down in a sec.”

Lily giggled and sprinted for the stairs, knowing that this might be the last time she was going to feel Adam’s strong hands all over her body.





Chapter Thirteen

Lily turned over to find a wall of flesh keeping her from getting out of bed. The lights had been turned off, leaving her in the darkness of the loft. She turned in the other direction, trapped there too. Tony was peacefully sleeping behind her. Reaching out, she traced the sleek muscles of Adam’s back. The gentle rise and fall of his shoulders kept time with his sleeping breaths. He still had his clothes on. She lifted her head to try and see his face, but he was turned too far away. She snuggled up behind him and wrapped her arm over his waist. A soft moan filtered out of him as he grabbed her hand and pulled her even closer.

Lily heard him say something, but her eyes were too heavy and she was too tired to respond. Her pussy ached. Both men had ended up chasing her up the stairs, and they’d watched the movies in bed instead of on the couch. Lily had impatiently waited for someone to make a move, but it never happened. She’d fallen asleep, frustrated and horny.

From behind her, Tony mumbled something in his sleep. She rolled onto her stomach, trying to get comfortable, quickly drifting back to sleep.

In a half dream, Lily stroked her cheek on the soft pillow and yawned, unable to fully wake. She kept her eyes closed and skimmed her hand across the sheet, feeling for Adam. The first lick of heat spreading across her back made her eyes shoot open.

Lily heard her voice echo as if it were coming from above her head. Again, the whip of the leather cut through the air. The lash raised another mark next to the first. A wave of pleasure surged through her as she cried out for more. Tony’s voice faded as she fell into the familiar and welcoming blackness of her quiet thoughts.



“SEE, YOU CAN’T hit in the same place twice,” Tony said as Adam listened carefully to Tony’s detailed instructions. Tony pointed to the dark pink marks he’d just made. “And never on the front of her body; she doesn’t like that.”

Adam nodded, accepting the instruction. Both men were kneeling on the bed, watching Lily as she squirmed underneath their inspection. Tony, naked, and Adam, with his cock still hard, methodically discussed Lily’s marks.

“And you have to snap it. Let the leather do the work, not your heavy hand,” Tony said as he flicked his wrist and smacked the lash on her left buttock. “Check her. You’ll see this gets her wetter than anything. She craves it. Truth be told, I trained her to accept what she needs, and in her own subtle way, she taught me how to give her what she most desires. “

Adam slid his hand between Lily’s spread thighs and rubbed the soft flesh covering her clit. She rolled her hips and murmured her approval into the pillow. He explored the depth of her slick core, then looked over at Tony and smiled. The way Lily’s body responded so readily amazed him. She was a beacon of senses, acting on instinct and waiting to be pleased. The last thing he wanted to do was harm the one woman he believed could heal his soul. This—the taming of his beast—was something only Lily could do. If this was what pleased her, then he would do whatever it took to show her he was ready for the challenge of bringing her pure pleasure.

Lucky for him, they had the same desire. He wanted to dominate every aspect of her body, teach her to find power in her submissiveness and find happiness in his arms. He vowed at that moment to keep her safe. He would wield the belt, the thin strips of the flogger, or the whisper of a feather to bring her strength in knowing that she was owned. She was safe to explore her desires without fear of judgment.