Page 74 of Crimson Flames

“Don’t stop,” I beg. I am so close that the pain doesn’t even register, it was just the shock of the stretch.

But they don’t seem to care. Slowly, Boris pulls out of me, and I growl in frustration.

“Just take a second to assess,” Boris says calmly.

I know he’s doing this to check in and make sure I’m really okay, but I meant what I said. I know my body and what it can take.

“Do not brat out on him over this, Sweetheart. You will not enjoy the consequences.”

Cillian’s dark eyes look down at me, and that’s when I realize they aren’t stopping for me. Boris stopped forhimself. I glance down at him, my attitude dropping and sincerity taking over.

“Are you alright?” I ask. It’s easy to forget that pleasure is not just about what I want when I’m so wrapped up in it. It’s about what he needs too, and it is not fair for me to push his limits anymore than it would be for him to push mine.

“Did I hurt you?” He looks scared, making me wish my hands weren’t locked down. I glance at Cillian and he seems to understand, undoing one of the binds so my hand can stroke over Boris’ face.

“You didn’t do anything I didn’t enjoy.”

He still looks hesitant. “I do not wish to bring you harm or cause you pain.” His fingers swipes over my center carefully, as if in an apology. It’s so tender and so uniquely Boris that I lift his chin and pull until he stands, bringing his lips to mine.

The way the linen of his suit presses against my skin is scratchy, but I really like it. I deepen our kiss until he is the one to break it.

“I want to feel full of you. As full as I can get. I know that can come with a little discomfort, but sometimes the pain is worth it.”

He nods, and Cillian strokes my hair as if to praise me for seeing what Boris needed. Once my wrist is locked firmly back into place, the scene resumes.

It doesn’t take long for us to get back into a rhythm together, and soon enough four fingers are inside of me; this time with hardly any pain.

I’m careful to keep my eyes on him, letting him see my love for him as well as my want for this. Cillian plays with my breasts, massaging them and pinching my nipples as he nibbles on my ear.

When Boris begins to suck on my clit, I explode in more ways than one. My arousal squirts out of me, soaking the front of his shirt. He doesn't let up, continuing to thrust into me and using my wetness to coat his thumb as he twists his hand.

Pressure builds, another orgasm imminent when I vaguely hear Cillian whisper, “Holy shit.”

Glancing down, Boris’ whole hand slides into me. No, his fist.

“Yes!” I scream as he rolls his knuckles back over my g-spot. I swear I fade between realms as ecstasy overtakes my entire being. I’m weightless with the pleasure and a fullness I have never known.

When his hand slides out, coated in my juices, he pushes four fingers in my mouth. I hungrily accept them as I adjust to feeling empty where I just finally felt full.

“I think she needs more,” Boris says over my shoulder to Cillian.

“I agree, Old Man. Get her on the table.”

Cillian moves as Boris begins to unstrap each of my limbs. I didn’t even notice that my legs had begun to go numb until he released the bindings and massaged the sore muscles.

I smile up at him, immensely satisfied at what we just accomplished. I’ve been wanting this for a while now, but it was even better than I expected.

“Wrap your arms around me,Lisichka,” he whispers before moving to kiss my cheek, my neck, my collar bone. Slowly, I do as he says, his kisses never ending, even as he lays me out for Cillian.

Turning my head on the headrest at the end of the table, I realize I am at the perfect height to take him in my mouth.

“I need to taste you too,” I say. Cillian is working on restraining my limbs when he looks up at Boris.

“Make her choke on it,” is all he says before busying himself again.

Boris wastes no time stripping from his clothes, his throbbing length standing at attention the second he’s naked in front of me.

“If this is part of the sight thing, I approve.” He grins down at me before his hand tangles in my hair.

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