Page 104 of Cathmoir's Sons

Luca makes quick work of the shirt and skirt, pulling them off over Caileán’s head. He tears her black lace panties off with a satisfying rip, leaving Caileán in her socks and a black bralette that Law’s pulled down to frame her breasts.

It’s a combination that somehow suits Caileán perfectly. Seductive and yet utilitarian. She rarely shows any concern about how others view her, even when they view her with desire. She’s probably more concerned about her feet being warm on a winter night, although she really doesn’t have anything to worry about with the three of us in bed with her.

We will keep her more than warm.

Luca appreciates the view as well, running his hands down Caileán’s back and cupping the mounds of her ass. He strokes and squeezes until the shapes of his fingers are printed in pink on her skin.

“Give me your wrists, my queen,” he growls at her, and growls again when she puts her hands behind her back. He grips her wrists in one hand while he licks down her spine. His lithe body winds into the shapes of theirs, moving with them as Law pushes up into Caileán and she bounces above him. They rock together in harmony, skin murmuring against skin, whispering over and under and around their hard breaths and whispers. Law praises Caileán constantly in a rumbling undertone, calling her his exalted queen, his most precious love, his heart’s desire.

As Luca shifts backward between his brother’s legs and licks down below Caileán’s captured wrists, I stop directing and start participating. I run my hand down Luca’s bowed spine, pinchingthe dimple of his ass before I give him a hard slap. I cup my hand behind his knee and drag his lower body toward me until I have easy access as I kneel beside Caileán. His ass-muscles tense in anticipation but I make him wait, teasing him with the tips of my fingers, until he pulls back from licking Caileán’s ass to look up at me.

“Who do you belong to, kit?”

His eyes glaze. “You.”

I slap his ass again. “Don’t ever forget it. Get back to it. I want to hear Caileán wailing.”

Luca grins wickedly and he dives back in.

Between them the twins work Caileán up until she’s whimpering. Law fucks her hard and steadily from below, controlling her pace with his grip on her breasts. Luca eats her noisily from behind. While watching Caileán, I tease Luca’s sensitive hole, tug on his balls, and squeeze the head of his cock. He yelps when I squeeze too hard but then spreads his legs so I have better access.

Law releases one of Caileán rosy breasts to grab her hip. He pulls her toward him for a better angle, sinks his heels into the mattress, and hammers up into her. Caileán’s head snaps back, her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open. She’s lost in what we’re doing to her.

Her legs begin to shake, her feet pounding the bed.

I gather a handful of her hair in one hand and pinch her nose shut with two fingers of the other. She gasps. I cup my palm over her mouth until I feel a seal. I don’t know if she can come while she’s choking, cut off from her Element. Luca can’t, so I figure I’ll try it with our other Air mage.

Caileán stiffens, arching against the twins’ hands. Beneath her, Law lets out a long, stuttering breath, then throws his head back and growls out his release. Caileán’s body jerks, resisting, her flight or fight response triggered by the lack of air, but shedoesn’t claw at my hands or use her magic. As Law relaxes under her with a final groan, Caileán goes pliant, lolling into my arms.

I ease her off Law, out of Luca’s grasp. He grumbles and tries to follow but I stop him by planting my foot in his breastbone while I reposition. I shove a bunch of pillows under my back and pull Caileán onto my chest. She murmurs and clutches at my hips while I position her. I clean her with a twirl of my magic since I don’t like the idea of following Law in any sense. Hooking her legs over mine, I spread her for Luca, make sure she’s wet and open from my kit’s attentions, and ease myself into her pussy for a few strokes before I pull back and push into her tight ass.

She moans and rolls her head, bumping my chin, but remains beautifully relaxed, beautifully submissive, across my body. Luca, his expression wholly feral as he looks at the two of us, scoots forward on his knees. His cock bobs against his stomach, red and visibly jerking with each heartbeat. It looks deliciously uncomfortable.

“Wrap your hand around your cock and edge yourself while you eat her out, kit.”

“Let me fuck her, Rho,please.”

“I’ll consider it. But first, edge and eat.”

Luca groans as he obeys. He palms his weeping head first, tugging and smoothing his foreskin over his glans, before he slides his wet palm down and works himself. My boy’s so graceful, even this pained masturbation is fluid, the lean muscles of his arm bunching and flexing, his hips rocking slightly. Desperation is carved in every line of his beautiful, feline face as he lowers it between Caileán’s thighs.

I make him keep up his good work until Caileán’s shuddering again. Then I make him kneel and jack off until the first drops spatter her reddened breasts.

“Grab your balls and pull, kit,” I order.

Luca throws his head back and howls his frustration. I don’t take any pity on him, nor on Caileán. Bratty subs need to learn their place.

And they do, as I work them through another set of ruined orgasms before I roll Caileán onto her front, spent and shivering, while I pin Luca to the bed and fuck him until he screams his release and sprays the towel I’ve thoughtfully provided.

I bring them both down with kisses, soft touches across their shaking shoulders, a head rub for Caileán while she cuddles to Luca’s chest. As I drift, I register Law turn Caileán onto her front again. He climbs onto her, covering her soft curves with his harder lines, bracing on his forearms as he seats himself inside her.

She murmurs, rubbing her face against Luca’s shoulder.

“Take me nice and deep, my mate,” Law groans softly, burying his face in her nape.

“I want your spines,” Caileán whispers without even opening her eyes.

“No, my greedy queen,” Law murmurs back, sweet and low, as the heavy muscles of his ass flex. “My spines won’t rise again until you’ve given me my kit. Then you can have them as often as you want. But until then, you’ll have to be content with keeping my cock warm in this soft, hot cunt all night.”

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