Page 104 of The Dark, Dead, Deep

Rainn’s finger brushed over my nipple as if by accident and I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped my lips as if I was on the verge of tears.

“Good girl,” Rainn crooned, and then he bent down and kissed my chest delicately before taking my nipple in his mouth. Applying light pressure to the nub with his teeth.

“If you bite me, I’ll kill you,” I told him breathlessly.

“If I bite you, you’ll like it.” He placed another kiss on the skin of my breast before sweeping his tongue against my nipple and making me squirm. “Perhaps I’ll bite you between your legs, princess,” Rainn said.

My eyes narrowed. “You wouldn’t dare.” My breath heaved, making my chest rise and fall as if I had been swimming for miles.

“Selkies love a challenge.” He winked before pressing a kiss to the seam of my jaw and cupped my breast before allowing his hand to skim my flat stomach and make its way between my legs.

“I’m beginning to think that it’s just you.” I closed my eyes and allowed my head to fall back and my knees to part. My body was acting as if it had a mind of its own.

Rainn traced a line through my core, and he chuckled against my neck. “You’re wet.”

“We’re underwater,” I exhaled.

“Always have to have the last word.”

“Always.”

He laughed again before his finger dipped inside me, just enough to feel my entrance and leave me feeling empty. I squirmed. “You’re so tight.”

“Must you narrate this?” I murmured.

“I think you like it, princess,” he purred. “I think you like hearing about your tight little pussy and how it feels on my hand. How your walls are clenching. Desperate to be filled.”

Before I could reply, he lifted his thumb to the nub above my vagina, brushing over the sensitive ball of nerves and stealing any plans to speak.

He thrust in more deeply, testing my pussy, and rubbing his thumb in circles over my clit. Never quite hitting the ball of nerves directly, just enough to make my limbs coil and tighten as my orgasm began to build. With each thrust, Rainn ground against my leg as if he couldn’t help it. His fingers moved in time with his hips as if he wished he were inside me.

I was about to ask him to fuck me when my neck prickled, and someone cleared their throat.

Tormalugh stood at the end of the bed.

Rainn did not move a muscle, not to preserve my modesty which was long gone as I laid with my legs spread and his hand between my thighs. There was no mistaking what Rainn and I were doing, and although I had kissed Tormalugh, and something inside of me ached for him just as much as I ached for Rainn, I couldn’t bring myself to care. Rainn’s touch was a cooling wash over a burning pyre.

Tormalugh’s lips ticked to the side.

“I see you decided to return to us on two legs, brother.” Rainn slanted a gaze at the selkie. “I think she’s too tight for your other form.”

“Don’t be crass.” Tormalugh shook his head, but his slight smile didn’t dip.

“What are you—” Before I could finish my question, Rainn added another finger, and his slow strokes became hard thrusts as he fucked me with his hand. It was too much, but not enough.

Tormalugh watched, standing at the edge of the bed, as I laid spread. My hips met every thrust of Rainn’s hand.

Tormalugh reached for the lapels of his tunic. With one swift pull, he lifted it over his head, standing shirtless with the hungriest look coloring his endless eyes. He shucked off his trousers, and his cock sprung free, proud as it snapped up to lay on his stomach as he stood.

“What do you think, princess?” Rainn rolled his thumb over my clit again, and my orgasm hovered just out of reach as he teased me. “Do you think you can take two of us?”

“Fucking let me cum, or I’m going to chop your balls off,” I snarled.

“You’re wickedly savage when you’re turned on. I like it.” Rainn grinned but did as I asked and rolled his thumb in circles at my core until my vision turned white with sparkles and my toes circled. I felt like I had left my body behind and shot straight to the stairs; every ounce of pleasure that my body was capable of traveled to my fingers and toes and back again before my muscles sagged. I laid back, wrung out, and sated.

Rainn lifted his hand to his mouth and licked my juices off his fingers.

“My turn,” Tormalugh said wickedly.

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