All Chapters of Bound By His Rules {M×M}: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Straddling Jake reverse on the couch, my ass exposed and quivering from his teasing nudges, I could barely think straight. The living room spun in a blur of desire—Ryan’s commanding stare from the side, Jake’s thick cock pressing against my entrance without entering, just tormenting. My mind raced back over the week: arriving at their door with these intentions, holiday cheer masking the feeling I had felt since day one. Ryan’s hugs that lingered, Jake’s casual touches during games, the poolside stares where I had memorized every ridge of their bodies. Now, here I was, naked and begging, their dominance unraveling me piece by piece. It wasn’t just lust; it was a revelation—this pull toward my step-brother and his lover, turning family visits into something primal, unbreakable. Every touch amplified it, making me feel alive, desired in ways I had only imagined in dark, solitary moments. Jake’s hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as he rubbed the head of his cock along my sl

The bed dipped under our weight, sheets tangled and damp from the relentless push of our bodies. My skin burned everywhere they touched—Jake’s hands pinning my thighs wide, Ryan’s fingers tracing fire along my sides. I lay there, spread open on my back, chest heaving with ragged breaths, my hole still pulsing from Ryan’s last thrusts, slick and ready, begging for what I knew was coming. The air hung heavy with our scents—musk and sweat and the sharp tang of lube—mixing into something intoxicating, primal.Jake positioned himself first, sliding between my legs, his thick head pressing at my entrance again. “Are you ready for both of us, Alex?” His voice was a low rumble, possessive, his hand wrapping around my cock for a single, teasing stroke that made me buck. Ryan knelt behind him, his own length rubbing against Jake’s, the friction of their shafts together sending visible shivers through them. I watched, mesmerized, my mouth dry—two cocks, veined and heavy, sliding skin on skin

Her cock teased my entrance, the slick head circling my rim, pushing just enough to make me clench but not breaching. I lay on my back on her bed, legs spread wide, chest heaving, every inch of me buzzing from the couch session—the taste of her still on my tongue, the sting of her spanks on my ass cheeks. Lila hovered over me, her curves silhouetted in the low light, breasts heaving with each breath, her eyes locked on mine like she was devouring my soul. “You want this cock inside you, Ethan? Beg for it. Tell me how much you’ll scream when I fuck you senseless.” Her voice was a velvet whip, commanding and possessive. My body trembled, hole twitching in anticipation, cock throbbing against my stomach. I had never felt so exposed, so needed— this woman I had met hours ago at the club, her dominance wrapping around me like chains I craved. “Please, Lila—fuck me. Stretch me open with your thick cock. I need it hard, make me yours.”She thrust in slowly at first, the girth forcing me

The elevator doors opened straight into Marcus’s penthouse. Floor-to-ceiling windows showed the whole city sparkling below us. Soft music played from hidden speakers. The place smelled like expensive cologne and fresh leather. Marcus stood there in a black button-down that stretched across his chest. Jamal leaned against the kitchen island with a glass of champagne already in his hand. Tyrone sat on the long couch, his legs spread wide, smiling like he already knew how the night would end.Noah’s hand stayed on my lower back as we stepped inside. “You still good, baby?” he whispered.I nodded, but my heart was hammering. My palms were damp. I wanted this so badly my legs felt weak.Marcus handed me a cold flute. “Drink slowly. We want you to be relaxed, not sloppy.” His deep voice rolled over me like warm oil. He clinked his glass against mine and let his fingers brush my wrist on purpose.We sat in a circle on the huge sectional. Champagne was passed around. At first the talk stay

Big hands yanked my hips up until my ass was high in the air and my chest pressed into the mattress. My wrists stayed tied to the headboard, stretched tight above me. The blindfold kept everything black, but I could feel them moving around me, their heat, their size, and their hunger.Jamal climbed behind me first. His thick cock slapped against my hole once, twice, and then pushed in with one hard thrust. No slow start this time. He buried all the way to the balls in a single stroke. I screamed into the pillow. The stretch was even bigger than Marcus, the angle hitting my prostate dead on.“Fuck yes,” Jamal growled, gripping my hips so hard I knew there would be bruises. “This is what that hole was made for.” He started pounding right away, deep, brutal strokes that slammed the bed against the wall. Every thrust shoved me forward, my tied arms pulling tight, my face buried in the sheets.Tyrone slid underneath me on his back. His mouth found my cock and swallowed me down in one we