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He teased me by pulling my pussy lips apart and licking my inner thighs in the exact place where Nik had caressed me. His beard pressed down the length of me, and I shivered as it tickled. Panting, I moaned his name over and over as he licked my inner thighs, teasing me, getting so close to my lips with his tongue.

“Mmm, you’re so fucking wet. God, I want to taste you, suck every drop that is dripping onto the sheets under you. Your pussy is so perfect.”

He gently blew on my clit, sending me into a frenzy of writhing under him. He laughed and asked, “Do you enjoy having me between your legs?”

“More than you’ll ever know.”

He licked the top of my bare pussy, teasing me. His beard tickled my clit, causing me to shiver.

“Lower, please,” I begged, then heard the timer.

“Sorry, kitten, another time.” He chuckled as I groaned in frustration.

The next hour and a half passed, and I was beyond a mess. I suffered, and by the end, I had tears streaming down my face from desperation. My clit was finally touched, and my breast sucked until the point of sheer delirium, but release was denied.

Lying there between edges, I uttered incoherently. I had stopped forming sentences after the first five minutes of the vibrator being used on me. I screamed, begging them to fuck me. I almost came so many times, and my body shook from the fight.

When the final beep sounded, I lay there while Nik cleaned my inner thighs. My pussy felt swollen and empty once more as I worked at getting my breathing under control.

I rolled over in a daze, trying not to think about how much I wanted to come. I could hear them talking to Sebastian but couldn’t make out the words.

My mind was consumed with thoughts of how much I loved what we did and praying we could do it again. Preferably with me picking two cards and coming to the face value of them, over and over again.

I barely recognized myself, even being here in this room with them. They had somehow wiped away the fears I carried in my heart. I closed my eyes and gave in to the exhaustion, almost drifting off, but they immediately opened wide when strong arms picked me up several minutes later.

Chapter 51

Aleksandr

Rewarding Our Girl

“Kitten, it’s lap time.” I picked her up from the bed and carried her to the couch. She was so fucking amazing. We had agreed that we would give her what she had been begging for all week. We purposely didn’t tell her because we knew if she realized she was going to get to come, her responses may have been different.

“Reaper, no more. I can’t take it,” she whimpered.

I loved it when she called me that. Knowing that she had an aversion to Master, it seemed a fitting alternative. We were forging our own way. And while all of this was a first for her, for me, it felt like I was experiencing things with her in a completely new light.

“I have need of you, though. You see, watching you sit on my brother’s lap while he played with your beautiful body reminded me how much I’ve missed lap time with you.”

“I can’t, though, Alek, you’ll kill me. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but you will.” She sobbed as I stood her before me, but nevertheless, she put her hands behind her and presented them for me to tie.

I bit the inside of my cheek to stop from laughing out loud. She was always so obedient. Her body craved me as much as I longed to touch her silky skin. “I won’t let you die. I promise, just a few minutes, please. You wouldn’t want to deny your King what is rightfully his, would you?”

“No, I’ll never deny you.”

I settled her on my lap, spreading her already shaking legs. Her simple statement had my heart soaring.

“That’s why you’re mine, my pretty little pet. Now let me see how naughty I can make this kitty.” I spoke low, watching as my voice made her shiver.

Every part of her belonged to us. It was absurd how one defiant little girl had invaded our lives to the extent that she had in such a short period of time. The thought of sharing her with Ivan and Nik, while unnatural for the world, was entirely natural for us.

I focused on her shapely legs and the little mewling sounds she was making, letting me know how much she liked my hands on her. Her little pelvis was shifted forward, desperately waiting for my touch.

“How would my pet like one little touch? Do you think I could touch you without you coming?” I asked, watching her tremble as she spread her legs wide for me.

“Yes, Reaper, I promise.”

She was giving everyone in the room a perfect view of the cleft at the center of her body. Her outer lips were gently pulled apart and puffy from the hours of play.

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