Chapter 9

nine

. . .

Bishop

F uck, River's mouth around my shaft was a heaven I hadn't realized I was missing, but when she looked up at me with those wide green eyes of hers and murmured, "I'd want you both." I was lost. I nearly came right then and there.

I wasn't much for sharing, at least I didn't think I was, but the idea of her body writhing between ours while we sent her over the edge was doing it for me in a big fucking way. Part of what I loved about ropes was having my partner at my mercy. Cross could hold her hands just as well as a rope or cuffs. My dick pulsed in my hand.

Oh, fuck yes.

Matching Cross's stare, I smirked and tightened my hold on River's long locks.

"What do you say, Mr. Cross? Are you going to give your wife what she's asking for?"

River jerked, her eyes wide when she realized my questions hadn't been hypothetical.

I held her in place. "Eyes on me, siren."

"Sterling—"

"Do you trust me?" I asked, voice low and only for her as Cross made his way over to us.

"Yes, but . . ."

"No buts. Do you trust me to take care of you and give you what you need? Even the things you're too scared to ask for?"

"Yes."

"That's my girl. I won't let him do anything to you that you don't want."

Cross's low growl had her turning her head to look at him. "I'm not going to touch her unless she asks for it."

"What do you say, baby? Do you want him to help you out? Or should he leave?"

She so clearly desired him. It was painted on her face. If I could give her that, make sure she felt safe while giving in to her hunger for the man who'd been her adversary for years, I would. I'd do fucking anything for her.

"Make me come, Cross," she whispered. "Make me come while I suck another man's dick."

There was just one last thing I needed to get out of the way first, just to ensure this didn't go terribly wrong for all of us.

"Cross."

He glared at me while moving into position behind River.

"Her only."

His brows furrowed until River whispered, "He doesn't like to be touched. It's a trigger."

"No worries there. I'm not interested in anything you have to offer, Bishop. It's only been her."

I gave him a sharp nod, and the man dropped to his knees behind River, hands splaying across her waist as though he was an explorer who had finally found the treasure he'd been searching for.

"Make her moan around my cock, Cross." I pressed the crown of my dick against her lips, but held back as Cross slipped one hand between her legs. "If it's too much, or you change your mind, squeeze my ankle and I'll stop."

Blinking up at me, she asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

I was fucking trembling on the inside at the thought, but she needed a way to make me aware of her boundaries. It was too important.

She gave a little nod. "Okay, but I won't change my mind."

I smirked at her. "Open up, baby. Show me what you've learned."

A ragged moan left her as Cross did something between her legs, but I was too focused on how good it felt to slide my dick into her mouth to see it. That didn't stop me from catching him taking the end of the bow behind her neck and tugging on it until the top of her dress sagged and revealed a set of perfect fucking tits. I wanted to slide between them and fuck them until I came all over her.

Jesus.

I was so goddamn close.

"Look at you, taking his dick while I fuck you with my fingers. You're so damn wet for us. I can hear it every time I pump inside you."

She groaned, the vibration running over my length and making my balls draw up.

"Fuck, baby, do that again."

"You heard him, sparrow."

Her entire body shivered as he bit down on her neck. She loved being bossed around by both of us. Feeling both of us playing with her at the same time.

Cross cupped one breast with his free hand and rolled a tight pink nipple between his fingers, distracting her from the blow job she was giving me. She was overwhelmed; that much was clear, so I pulled out of her mouth and made her look at me.

"I'm going to do the work now. You don't come until I do, understand?"

She licked her lips and nodded.

I brushed my thumb down her cheek. "So fucking pretty when your lips are red and swollen like this."

Cross murmured his agreement, still kissing and biting his way along her shoulders and neck.

"Your little cunt is still so tight. Did you know that, sparrow? I can barely fit two fingers inside you. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were still a virgin. What about here?" His voice dropped, and she cried out and leaned back into him. "Has anyone taken you here yet?"

"No. No one."

"Another cherry for me to pop."

"Not if I get there first," I muttered.

"More, Cross. I need more."

"Fuck, I love the way you moan my name. Like you're dying for me."

"I hate you."

"I don't think you do. Not with the way you're soaking my fingers."

He pulled his hand away and sucked the digits clean while I slid the tip of my dick across her bottom lip, leaving a trail of precum in my wake. The way her tongue darted out to taste me had any hint of jealousy I felt toward Cross disappearing. She wanted me just as much. I was the one she'd given this first to. The one she'd given her trust to.

Holding her head where I wanted it, I thrust into her mouth. "Ready for me to fuck your face, baby?"

She made a happy humming sound that had my eyes nearly rolling back in my head.

"Suck him deep, sparrow. Then I'll make you come on my fingers like a good girl should."

I thrust into her in long rolls of my hips, sweat breaking out across my body as she swallowed around my thickness. Fuck, I needed to come. I wanted to feel her cry out around me as she followed me and the two of us left Cross with his metaphorical dick in his hand.

"Is she there, Cross?"

"I've had her on the edge all this fucking time. Are you ready to let her fall?"

"Fuck yes."

"Give it to me, sparrow. Sing for us."

I couldn't see, but I was guessing Cross added another finger because it felt like her entire body tightened and then went limp with relief as she toppled off the cliff and straight into her climax. Her moans were little more than sweet vibrations around my dick as I went with her, shooting jet after jet of my cum down her throat.

I didn't care that another man had made her climax while she sucked me off or that she was more than likely in love with the bastard, even if she wouldn't admit it to herself. All I wanted was for my girl to have every single thing she dreamed of, and this, right here, was proof I could. At least this dream.

There might be some others I couldn't ever give her. Like the freedom to touch me the way she wanted to. A normal life. A picket fence.

I could barely stand the thought of holding her hand without breaking into a sweat.

Maybe sharing her was the perfect solution. Even if the men I'd be sharing with were the same ones I was supposed to help put behind bars.

But as River blinked up at me with that sated look in her green eyes, I couldn't find it in myself to worry about the future.

She was happy. That was enough for now.