Chapter 232 : You Are Ours Forever

Chapter 232 : You Are Ours Forever
Chapter 232: You Are Our Forever 

Logan 

"Why are the arms of the chair so high?" Jessica asked innocently.

I quickly took a seat in the chair to demonstrate for her, giving her a visual so she could better understand. The arms of the chair were right above my shoulder and were wide and sturdy.

"How could you ever fit your arms on the armrest if they were above your shoulder?" She asked, studying the chair. Our little girl is so fucking adorable. 

"These aren't for my arms, sweetheart. They are for your legs." I said, giving her a sly grin as I watched desire flash in her eyes once she realized what the chair was used for. 

She swallowed hard against her own arousal and her breathing picked up at the thought of her legs sprawled over my shoulders. She likes this one and I will have to order one for home.

Callan stood behind her and placed a few kisses on her neck. It was obvious that she was intrigued with the idea of using the private playroom but there was a certain amount of hesitation in her that my brother and I could both pick up on and wanted to address it before we went any further.

"Listen, baby girl, you know we love you but we want you to trust us especially here." Callan said softly.

"You make the rules," I reminded her and she nodded at our words.

"Tell us what you want, Jessica. We will obey whatever rules you put in place." Callan said, pulling her between us.

She leaned back against me but had her arms wrapped around Callan's torso, completely safe and content between us which is exactly what we want.

"What if I don't know what I want?" She said in a small voice.

"How about Logan and I list everything out and you tell us if you are interested or not." Callan  said.

I fucking love that idea because I have a sneaking suspicious that she is going to love some of the preference. 

"Okay," she said, giving us a nod.

“Now, let's begin.” I muttered.

"How about restraints and bondage?" He asked.

"Interested.

"And spanking?" I said firmly, grabbing her ass with one of my hands.

She grasped at my harsh grip and leaned against me, giving into the sensation instead of running from it which was almost an answer in itself.

"With what?" She asked raggedly for confirmation.

I reached down and unbuckled my belt, sliding it from the loops slowly before displaying my palm out for her on one side and the belt on the other side. She looked down at both options and swallowed hard as she considered the possibility.

"Interested in both."

Her words sent a shiver down my spine and I pressed my hard length against her back, letting her know how much I loved the idea.

"Sensory play?" Callan asked and she was silent for a moment.

"Hot, cold, blindfolds." He added as a quick explanation.

"Interested." 

"Pain? Clamps, plugs, floggers, gags?" I asked.

"Interested." Jessica replied.

"Ass play?" Callan asked in a low sultry voice, her brows furrowed as she mulled over the idea.

"Doesn't that hurt much?" She asked timidly.

"Not if you do it right." Callan soothed with a mischievous grin on his face as he pressed his forehead against hers and held her hips while I squeezed her ass.

Chewing her lips nervously, she didn't respond immediately but the fact that she hadn't shot down the idea instantly meant she was slightly interested. Don't be scared of what you want, we will give you everything you are too scared to ask for.

"Open to it but nervous ." She replied honestly.

"Knife play?" I asked firmly, her eyes went wide as she looked over her shoulder at me.

"Would you cut my skin?" She asked in a ecard shaky voice, I smiled down at her with a cocky and sadistic grin.

"I am way too skilled with a blade to cut you, baby doll. It is just used to tease you and ramp you up, never to harm you." She licked her lips at my words as she nodded.

"Interested." 

It turns out that our girl was feeling much more adventurous than before, we were through everything my brother and I could think of, taking note of her consent or refusal of every suggestion. Once we had gone through everything, she was practically breathless with excitement but there was one last thing we needed to confirm before we could play. We held her close between us, wrapping her up from both sides as we spoke to her.

"Now we know what you like and what you don't like. But none of this works if you don't trust us, Jessica." Callan muttered.

Trust was the foundation of bdsm, she had to trust that we would obey the rules she set in place otherwise true submission would be impossible. She had to second guess us and hesitate if she didn't trust us and everything had to be consensual, willing submission.

"We would never hurt you Jessica. Not in a way that won't be enjoyable to you." I added as I dropped my lips onto her neck and started to kiss a love trail, starting from her neck to her collar bone.

"We were sorry for how we treated you at the beginning, let us show you that you can trust us." Callan said, kissing her neck from the other side.

She lifted her head, tilting it back and forth with her eyes closed as we nipped and sucked sensual kisses up both sides of her neck.

"You are ours," I whispered in her ear.

"Forever," Callan whispered in her other ear.

It was just trust, it was a commitment. She did it for us and there was no one else ever.

"I trust you," she said breathlessly, smiling with her eyes closed as she soaked up our kisses.

"Choose a safe word, Jessica. If we start, we won't stop until you use your safe word." Callan mumbled against her flesh.

"Pineapple," she gasped as our kisses became more forceful, knowing we were about to begin.

I reached down and turned her around harshly, grabbing hold of her throat with one hand. The sudden impact of my hand against her throat made her mouth drop open as she gasped but the corner of her mouth drew up into a small smile.

"Are you afraid of me?" I asked in a deep voice that made her smile curl even higher up her cheeks.

"No,"

"And why not?" I growled, barely holding onto my self control.

"Because I love you." 

My chest inflated at her soft admissions and I lost complete control of myself. Her words settled deep in my soul and I lost it. I wanted her, I wanted every inch of her all at once and I couldn't hold back any longer. I scooped her up and carried her over to the chair she has been eyeing so intently earlier.