Page 16 of Snowed in with the Brutes
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Instead of taking adeep breath, I forget to breathe altogether as Flinn nudges my tightly packed hole with the head of the plug.
I want to jump over the table.I want to rip the ropes off my wrists and run into the storm outside.My body wasn’t meant to do this.Fresh tears stream from my eyes.My breasts feel twice as heavy, my nipples so tight that the skin of my areolas strains to contain their pebbled peaks.
The heat of something volcanic sears through me.Flinn pushes the head a little deeper.The heat transforms into the intensity of a burning forest as he spreads the flesh of my bottom hole to accommodate his butt plug.
I’m sure I’m going to pass out.It’s too big.And then he pushes it all the way in.My hands clench into fists, and my body screams at me to breathe.The burn is agonizing, my throat goes hoarse.Flinn spanks me again, the resounding shock of it tricking me into taking a gulp of air into my lungs.
How can I continue existing with this monstrous thing inside me?
My head spins.My thoughts distort.But still, I shake with need as Sinclair’s hand strokes the heated flesh of my butt before he slips between my thighs.
Mindlessly, I slam my thighs together, trapping his hand and the plug against me.With no shame, I desperately try to rub my clit against him.
“Open your legs, sweetheart.”
I shake my head, sobbing in embarrassment that I’ve allowed myself to become this way.
“Open your legs for me, Cora.I can’t touch you properly if you don’t.Trust me.Spread them apart, give me access, sweet girl.”
Breathing heavily, I part my legs.The instant I do, Sinclair takes my clit between his thumb and index finger.He rolls the sensitive bead at the apex of my pussy until I’m shuddering, then he releases me and dips his fingers into my wetness.
Heaven help me.What am I doing?
“Please,” I beg.
This time, it’s Sinclair on his knees behind me.He opens his mouth on my hot pussy.I’m shot into the stratosphere as he laps at my wetness, swallowing my essence.
I’m sobbing openly now, needing something I can’t name.Relief floods through me as Flinn unties the ropes from my wrists.As soon as I’m free, Sinclair twists his body around, sitting on his butt with his face buried directly into my pussy.
I stand up straight, barely, and look down into his eyes.An orgasm so startlingly strong starts in the darkest part of me, surging into the light.
My hands thread through his hair, pulling at his roots as he drives my climax over the edge again and again.And still, I look for Kian.His eyes haven’t left me yet.My knees buckle, but before I can fall, Sinclair, as lithe as a snow leopard, comes up from the floor and crashes my body to his.
He lifts me up and carries me to the table, positioning me on my hands and knees, while Flinn lifts my dress again, exposing the bottom half of my body to him.
I’m placed directly in front of Kian.
Behind me, Flinn’s breath lingers on the heated, hand-streaked flesh of my butt, then he laps at me like a man starved.
He turns the plug in my bottom hole, pulls it out, and pushes it back in, creating a whirlpool of carnal lust as he sucks heavily on my clit, generating a sea of liquid arousal between my folds.
I can never go back to being normal again.
My skin turns red in embarrassment as unabashed whimpers escape my mouth.I’m giving in to the darkness; the climax piercing my control grows stronger.But just as I’m about to come, Flinn deserts me.
I curl my fists into balls; frustration rolls through me, and I’m discomfited by how I feel.My thoughts scatter when Flinn pulls me toward the edge of the table, then slips a firm white silk throw cushion between my legs.
What...
My attention snaps to Sinclair, who is now holding a butt plug in his hand that is nearly twice as big as the one inside me.Fear, apprehension, and dark eroticism take hold of me.
I don’t know what is going to happen.
Until...Flinn places a blood-red apple in the center of the throw cushion, right between my legs.
My body undulates with my labored breathing.I can’t think of what they would want from me...
