Page 68 of Crimson Flames

Seeing the way Cillian makes her beg is reverent. He teases and taunts her with his words and his body, and hers responds like it is the other half to his madness.

I learn new things about her body every time he touches her, making me feel more connected to her.

“Boris, please,” she pants, pushing her hips into me. Her breaths turn to moans as she starts to get close, but I think my girl likes a little more pain than she thought.

My head dips down, and I take one of her nipples into my mouth, my fingers toying with the other. Sucking until it is a tight peak, I nibble on the pointed bud.

Nessa’s back arches as she cries out, and I pick up the pace of my thrusts. The plane begins to drop again, and I use gravity to my advantage to push into her even harder while we settle our weight back on one another.

Cillian walks over to her and pinches her chin, forcing her gaze to meet his. “Tell him you want it. Tell him you need his cum to fill you up.”

She nods eagerly before looking at me. “Fill me up, please. I need it. I need you. Both of you. I need to feel full.”

I groan, forcing her knee to her chest as I roll my hips. She gasps for air, but Cillian’s mouth seals around hers as he sucks each of her little noises into his lungs.

I can feel her tipping towards the edge, so just as the plane dips for what should be the final time, I reach between us and pinch her clit as I bury myself deep.

Stars burst behind my eyes as we come together, a chorus of groans and pleasure. Just like I wanted, she soaks my cock and the seat beneath us as her legs tremble in my hold.

Cillian growls into her mouth, spurring her on so that she continues to ride me from the bottom even when I have given her everything I have.

I can’t help but chuckle as she starts to relax and Cillian sits back on his heels.

“You’re perfection, Love.”

“And you’re mine,” she says to us both.

I feel like this is what we really needed. Time away from everything to remember who the three of us are together. Maybe then we can find a way to heal and move on.

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When we arrive at the hotel suite on the top floor of one of the nicest hotels in Barcelona, Nessa squeals as she runs to the balcony. There is a private pool just for us that overlooks the beach. The massive bed faces the fireplace on both sides of the floor to ceiling windows.

There is a full kitchen in the back, already stocked with everything we will need for the week. However, what I was not expecting is the nearly one hundred little boxes sitting in the main living area.

“Kid, what is all of this?” I ask as he starts tearing into packages.

“I ordered Nessa some clothes and othernecessities.”

When he opens another box to pull out a double penetration vibrator, I frown. “Necessities?”

“Yes!” He looks at me with pure excitement, something I actually have not seen in a while. He never really lost his sarcasm, but his child-like joy has dimmed a lot over the past two months.

“Nessa has maybe five or six-”

“Twelve, she has twelve toys at the house that we use regularly.”

“Okay,” he draws out the word. “So, I thought she needed more and obviously she can use this one to practice.”

He lifts the green silicone toy before ripping into another package. This one looks to be a pink wearable vibrator, and it makes me think of some entertaining ideas.

Maybe we should have dinner out one night and play a little game.

When Cillian removes a rather large purple anal plug, I decide to mess with him.

“You got yourself a few toys too, I see.”

His eyes widen before he full-on belly laughs, making me grin. “Nah, Old Man. This one's for you.”

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