Page 31 of Virginity Sold

She squirms under the vibrations and I decide to let it glide over her clit, teasing it gently as I run it through her seam. The more she fights, the harder she pulls on the cuff restraints. Next time I’ll use the ones that tighten with every movement.

“Stop toying with her. Make her come again, and then I want you to taste her sweet juices. I want my little mouse to explode on your tongue,” Liam growls.

She shifts more, wanting to escape the tingling ministrations but yearning for them at the same time. With every rotation I make on her clit with the rose, Kyrian tugs slightly on her chains. He leans in, whispering something I can’t quite make out in her ear, but judging by the rosy color of her cheeks and the smile that parts her lips, I bet it’s some sort of praise. Kyrian isn't blind to her kink. I wonder if she even knows what it is, and that she has it?

Her thighs shake as she comes, her chest heaving as she sucks in deep breaths. Such a pretty cookie when she crumbles.

“Killian, remove the rose and begin your feast. Make sure to run your fingers through her slit and tell me how wet she is. Then slowly slip the tip of it into her tight little hole and pump it in and out, careful not to go too far.” Uncle Liam demands from his chair.

“You don’t have to tell me twice, Uncle.” I shift my body, the bed dipping from my weight until I’m kneeling between her legs. I back up and lie down between them, hooking an arm under her thighs as I trace my nose up the length of her slit, inhaling her intoxicating scent.

Kyrian reaches down and removes the rose, trailing it along her skin, leaving her pussy fully open for me to devour. He teases the hardened peaks of her nipples on and off as she squirms beneath me.

My cookie will have another orgasm soon. But not before I taste her.

“She’s already so wet, Uncle. Our girl is loving what Kyrian’s doing.”

“My little mouse is such a good girl, isn’t she? Letting the two of you use her body. I think she’s earned another orgasm. Why don’t the two of you work together to give it to her?”

“Yes, Uncle,” we say in unison.

She bucks her hips up as the warmth of my breath skirts along her sensitive skin. I flatten my tongue and lean in, taking my first taste, licking from her hole to her clit.

Her moan starts low, but continues to get louder. Glancing up, I see Kyrian teasing her by playing a gentle game of tug of war with the chains. Our sweet little cookie is going to need some rest soon. I can already see the exhaustion taking over.

I swirl my tongue around her clit and slip the tip of my finger inside her hole with my free hand. Not too far, though. I don’t want to break her hymen. That’s for Kyrian, the lucky bastard. But I can prepare her just a bit for him.

My finger glides in and out, before I add another, and gently scissor them. Her breathing becomes heavy and her cries of needing to come overwhelm us. Normally I’d make her wait longer for her release, until she was begging for it, but I feel giving tonight and I can’t wait for my chance to sink my dick inside her tight little hole.

I suck on her clit as she writhes underneath me. There’s no need to tell Kyrian what to do. As she gets closer to her release, he gives her chains one more tug before removing the clamps. At the same time, I suck her clit deeper into my mouth, nipping it gently, and she comes undone, exploding all over my face.

And holy hell does she.

Our girl is a squirter.

She’s so caught up in her orgasmic high that she doesn’t realize it yet. But I don't waste a beat and lap up all her delicious juices.

I made our girl squirt.

Well, with a little help from Kyrian, but I won’t tell him that. Fucker already has a big head since he gets to fuck Elena first.

Her legs quiver and with every breath of mine that hits her skin, she arches her back, moaning. Our girl is overloaded with sensations and she’s a fucking vision.

“She’s perfect, Killian, look at her flying from that orgasm and she still hasn’t been fucked.” Kyrian is so turned on, his voice comes out breathless.

“Cookie tastes delicious too—she’s my new favorite flavor.” I sit up, wiping her leftover juices from my face. It’s then Kyrian notices and leans forward to see the very evident wet spot on the mattress.

“No fucking way. Did she?” He gets a goofy grin on his face as he lies back and resumes trailing his fingers along the side of her face.

“She did.” I smirk.

“What did I do?” she asks softly.

“Oh, Sunshine, you made it rain.” Kyrian’s mouth turns up in a smile as he gazes adoringly at her.

“Rain?” She scrunches her eyebrows in confusion.

“You squirted, Cookie.” Her eyes widen and her mouth forms a perfect O as her cheeks pinken. Guess our girl knows what it means. Maybe she’s not so innocent after all.

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