Beyond Shame

“Mmm.” Dallas caught her hand and bit the inside of her wrist. He trailed his other hand between her legs and ground a doubled-over string of pearls back and forth over her clit.

Lex cried out, shocked and sudden. Her skin flushed, and her hips jerked up with every rough caress. Noelle had never been this close to a woman in the first grip of orgasm. It looked agonizing—Lex’s entire body tensed, muscles taut and face fixed in an openmouthed grimace. It could have been mistaken for pain if Dallas hadn’t driven another round of cries from her throat with a twist of his wrist.

“You like watching her.” Jasper’s breath tickled Noelle’s ear as he parted her pussy wide and slipped two fingers teasingly over her entrance. “You could make her come that hard.”

Noelle squeezed her eyes shut and tried to chase his hand with her hips. The rope around her thighs had no give, but spreading her knees wider gave her enough slack to rub against his fingers with a pleading noise. It didn’t embarrass her anymore, not when need had burned away everything else. “I need to come, please let me. Please.”

Those two fingers pushed just inside her and rubbed in a slow circle. “You don’t have to beg, sweetheart. Not for this.” A little deeper, but before she had time to focus on the delicious stretch, Jasper tugged on the string of pearls.

She squealed when the first popped out, triggering a shudder of pleasure that swept up her spine and was still rocking her when the second slipped free and sent her spinning into release. Her toes curled and she jerked at the chains, desperate for something to cling to as her inner muscles spasmed around his fingers in short, sharp clenches, each one releasing a wave of liquid heat that flooded her limbs.

He slid his free hand down her back. “Shh. Just ride it, Noelle.”

Somehow, Lex was on her knees now, her lips pressed close to Noelle’s ear as Dallas stroked her back with the same soothing possessiveness alive in every touch of Jasper’s fingers.

There was no choice for Noelle but to ride it, to tremble as the waves gentled to rolling swells, and the spasms came farther and farther apart. Her head drooped, but Dallas wrapped his hand in her hair and tugged gently, guiding her chin up until her neck was arched under Lex’s lips. “She’s ready,” he murmured, looking past her to Jasper.

She wet her lips. “Ready for wha—?”

He growled and moved his fingers again, pumping them in slow, sure strokes. “For this.”

Pleasure, which had been a lazy, sleeping thing, roared up, dragging her right back to the edge. Dallas tightened his grip in her hair. “Does Lex have permission to leave marks?”

Lex made a soft noise and nipped at Noelle’s earlobe. “If Jas doesn’t want me to, he’ll have to stop me.”

Jasper groaned and thrust his fingers home—hard and fast. “Do it.”

Noelle didn’t have time to ask what they meant. Dallas guided Lex’s mouth to her throat with a rumbled, “Bite her,” and Lex’s teeth closed tight on her skin as Jasper twisted his fingers deep in her pussy. Pain and pleasure crossed paths somewhere in between and melted into hollow, blind need.

She had time to anticipate it, time for her muscles to tense. Time for her body to teeter on the brink as she strained and panted and scratched her fingernails helplessly on the leather bench. Please was the only word she remembered, and it didn’t matter if Jasper expected her to beg.

She couldn’t stop chanting the word, not until he eased another finger into her pussy and curled all three against her G-spot as he began to slowly pull the rest of the pearls out of her ass.

If she could have gotten free she would have squirmed away after the first stroke. It was still too intense, more jolting sensation than pure pleasure. But every touch built on the last, and he had a sadistic sense of timing. Stroke. Tug.

Stroke. Tug.

Stroke—

She cried out when the third pearl jerked free, cried out as her entire body drew taut in the prelude to something massive. She closed her eyes and strained toward it, strained until she was stretched in all directions, trembling with a tension that would kill her if it didn’t snap.

Jasper pulled the finals pearls free, one after another, and she catapulted past bliss into oblivion.

* * *

Lex lit a cigarette and watched Jasper as he stroked Noelle’s hair. “Is this how she was with you and Ace when she got her tattoos?”

“Close.” So close, but even that couldn’t compare to the open way she’d embraced ecstasy this time. Jasper had felt the difference, the absence of any sort of walls or space between them. “She’s perfect.”

“Mmm.” Lex took a deep drag from the cigarette and passed it to Dallas. “If I’d known, I would have tried to fuck her already.”

Dallas leaned against his massive mahogany headboard and eyed Jasper with a shake of his head. “You’re a dumbass if you still doubt whether she’s into it.”

“I never doubted that.” It just wasn’t that simple.

“If you say so.” Dallas dragged Lex up against his bare chest and offered her the cigarette again as Noelle murmured something and rubbed her cheek against Jasper’s shoulder.

Dallas’s grin widened. “You coming back to us, kitten? You came so hard you passed out.”

Noelle made a grumpy noise and nuzzled her face against Jasper’s neck. “I’m not a kitten. Or a princess.”

Lex nudged her with one bare foot. “Or a baby girl, huh?”

Noelle huffed, but Jasper felt her smile against his collarbone. Whatever else, she liked the teasing, and the genuine fondness Lex obviously felt for her stirred his banked desire. Noelle had made passes at Lex while she was drunk or craving touch, but how deep did that attraction go?

Lex caught his look and grinned. “Watch it, Jas. She needs to pace herself.”

“Pace myself at what?” Noelle twisted in his lap.

Jasper drew the tip of his finger around her nipple. “Too much, too fast. You need a break, or you really will be finished…and I haven’t kept my promise yet.”

She shivered, her nipple tightening under his touch, but she reached down, her fingers splaying across his cock. “What about you? Do you need to pace yourself?”

Yes. The word tripped up on his tongue, and he guided her hand over his cock, a firm pressure that left him thrusting against her touch.

Noelle smiled and peeked at Lex from beneath the tousled fall of her hair. “Can we have another lesson?”

Lex’s gaze was dark as she studied both of them. “If we both suck Jasper’s cock, he might not be able to fuck you later. You gonna let Dallas do it instead?”

Jasper growled and opened his pants. “I’m not a kid, Alexa, and I’m not Dallas. I won’t blow just because you put your tongue on me.”

Dallas leaned over to snuff out his cigarette. “I don’t know which one of you to spank.”

Jasper freed his cock, stroked it slowly, and watched Noelle. “What do you think?”

She twisted to straddle his knees, flushed and beautifully naked and, for once, seemingly oblivious to it. She wrapped both hands around his shaft and studied it with adorable seriousness. “If you come now, will it be hard to…to get hard again?”

Just that bare touch made his balls tighten. “Right now? Hell, no.”

Her fingers trembled as she traced them up to the crown, then circled her thumb around the head. “How do I take him deep, Lex? How do I take all of him?”

“I’d show you…” Lex leaned over and slipped her thumb into Noelle’s mouth before slicking it over the head of his cock. “But I don’t think he has a healthy appreciation of my talents.”

Jasper ignored the pleasure skating up his spine and wound his hand in Lex’s hair. “Behave yourself, and you might end the night with a healthy appreciation of mine and Noelle’s talents.”

“Don’t waste your time, Jas.” Dallas slapped Lex’s hip. “She doesn’t behave. Do you, love?”

“For nobody but you.” She stretched out on all fours, her ass high in the air. Dallas smoothed a hand over it and smiled at Jasper, looking pleased with himself and the world in general.

Noelle seemed pleased by Lex’s proximity too. She left one hand wrapped around Jasper’s cock, but the other