Page 125 of Líadan's Code

The club is open until four in the morning tonight, so I doubt we’ll be here that long. Líadan still finds that her energy isn’t as exhaustive as it was before.

“What do you think, Princess?” I ask, since I know how horny she was after listening to me fuck Brendan’s ass.

My answer comes in the form of Líadan’s dress swishing to the floor and her tossing her bra at Brendan. Her knife is strapped to her thigh as it always is, looking as if it belongs.

Smirking, he catches her bra, and I bend down to pick up her dress as she steps the rest of the way out of it. Putting it away in a cubby specifically for clothing, I take off my shirt.

“Guess you better go lay on the bed, Princess,” I tease her. Brendan picks her up in a bridal carry, kissing her lips as he walks.

“So goddamn beautiful,” he murmurs. “I bet you’re soaked, aren’t you milseán?”

Líadan sighs out an answer as he lays her down on the soft navy sheets. Everything about this room screams luxury and function.

The accent wall behind her has padded leather, adding to the aesthetic, and everything has its preferred place.

“Arms up,” he says softly, and I watch as he slips her wrists into the soft cuffs above her head. Tightening them so she can’t get out without help, he pushes her chin, so she gazes up at him. “What’s your color, Lía?”

“Green,” she says, her pupils wide with excitement.

“That’s my girl,” Brendan says, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. “Jordan, will you put her legs in one of the longer spreader bars, please?”

“Yes,” I grunt, moving to the wall where there’s shelves filled with fun bondage items. There are also electrical wands, feathers, paddles, as well as floggers. I’ve always been someone who's enjoyed kink play, and I’m so happy I’ve found people to share that with.

Choosing a spreader bar, I extend it wide, placing it on the mattress as I strap Líadan’s delicate ankles into it. I keep her heels on because she looks stunning with it as her only article of clothing. Brendan gazes at her with a smirk as he lifts up a blindfold in question, putting it on when she says, “Green.”

“You look so beautiful,” he says softly, ghosting his fingers over her skin, barely touching her.

Leaning back, I grab a flogger with lots of thick leather tresses. Brendan takes it from me, impressed with the weight of it, and trails it over her skin, until she’s writhing on the mattress.

He amps the pleasure and teasing to lifting his hand and flicking his wrist so the flogger strikes her skin, making her gasp.

Moving down her body, I watch until he strikes her inner thighs and decide to grab the spreader and lift it until her knees are tight to her breasts. Brendan takes the opportunity to mix light and higher flicks of his wrist over her reddening flesh along her under legs and ass.

“Brendan,” she moans.

“Yes, Lía,” he says softly, dragging the flogger slowly over her pussy. I can see how wet she is, because it’s starting to slide down her thighs. She’s so fucking responsive.

Líadan whimpers, unable to do anything more than feel, screaming when Brendan strikes the flogger over her pussy. She gushes a little, but doesn’t come, and Brendan smiles wide.

Putting the flogger to the side, he opens a cabinet filled with brand new toys, and pulls out a butt plug, a large dildo, and a bullet. Her pussy is swollen, her clit begging to be sucked on, so I raise my brow at Brendan.

Realizing what I want to do, he nods without speaking.

Licking her from her crack to clit, I suck on her bundle of nerve endings hard, enjoying the way she twists in the bed, unable to get away as I pin her down with the spreader bar.

“Fuck, you’re so damn perfect,” I growl, moving away as Brendan grabs lube for her ass.

The coolness of the lubricant makes her gasp as Brendan pours it over her, and then he grabs the bar from me and flips her onto her knees, her arms still outstretched over her head.

Líadan’s muscles are loose, her body primed to do whatever we want, though she still squeals as she’s flipped.

“I’ve missed spreader bars,” Brendan says with a low chuckle. After the house went up in flames, we replaced a few of the sex toys we didn’t get to use, but kept forgetting a spreader bar. I’m definitely going to need to pick one up.

Her legs are spread so wide, we both have the perfect view of her pussy and unplugged asshole. Lubricating the plug, he slowly begins to work it into her ass. Undressing the rest of the way, I decide to distract Líadan with my cock.

Her face rises to find me as I get onto the bed, moving between her outstretched arms.

“How are you feeling?” I ask her, watching the plug slowly disappear into her ass as she mewls.

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