Page 30 of Bound By Mistake
Gray's hips stutter, his grip on my hair tightening. "Fuck, I'm close," he grunts.
"Come for us, Sierra," Erik orders, his voice rough with desire. "One more time. Show us how good we make you feel."
Their combined voices, touches, and thrusts push me over the edge. My vision whites out as an earth-shattering orgasm rips through me.
I scream around Gray's cock as the most intense orgasm yet tears through my body. My walls clench and spasm around Erik and Cain, triggering their own releases. Gray follows shortly after, spilling down my throat with a guttural groan.
For a long moment after, we all remain frozen, panting and trembling in the aftermath. Then, slowly, gently, they begin to disentangle themselves from me. The vibrator is finally switchedoff and removed, bringing blessed relief to my overstimulated flesh.
I collapse onto the bed, utterly spent. My entire body feels like jelly, pleasantly sore and thoroughly used. Through half-lidded eyes, I watch as the men clean themselves up and then turn their attention to me.
Warm, damp cloths caress my skin as they tenderly wipe away the evidence of our activities. Soft murmurs of praise wash over me, but I'm too exhausted to make out the words. All I know is that I feel cherished, protected and… owned, but not in a bad way.
"Rest now, little one," Erik whispers, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "You've done so well."
As I drift off to sleep, I feel a sated contentment and a bone-deep exhaustion, and I realize with startling clarity that despite how it all started out, I don't want this to end.
Chapter
Nineteen
CAIN
Time’s up.
As reluctant as all three of us are, we need to vacate the premises and head back to civilization.
Back to reality.
The weekend has surpassed all our expectations tenfold, maybe more, but we can’t stretch it out any longer.
This is the end.
I feel… I don’t know. Bereft seems a little ‘extra’, but I can’t find another word that accurately portrays the depth of emotion I feel. It doesn’t even make sense, but I know Gray and Erik feel the same. We’ve known Sierra, our little bunny, a matter of days. Mere hours. Hell, we didn’t even know her name for most of our time together, but she’s left an indelible mark on each of our souls.
And now it’s over.
The terms of the contract with Primal Fantasies are strict. For the protection of all parties, no one is allowed to exchange personal information beyond a first name, and even that’s discretionary.
It’s not quite the end. Any member can approach the company and ask for a statement of interest to be issued, and the recipient can either accept or deny that interest in complete safety. I understand the need for the rules, of course I do, but they feel suffocating at this moment in time, and it’s made me frustrated.
It doesn’t help that Sierra seems utterly confused about what’s going on.
Plus, despite being given her sizes, the change of clothes we were required to bring along for her to go home in is far too big, making things awkward all around.
Right now, she’s sitting next to me in the rear seat of Gray’s SUV, quiet and withdrawn, and for the life of me, I can’t think of anything to say.
The silence in the car is deafening. I glance over at Sierra, her small frame practically swimming in the oversized t-shirt we provided. She's staring out the window, her face a mask of uncertainty. I want to reach out and touch her, to offer some kind of comfort, but she’s closed herself off for some reason and I don’t want to make things worse.
Erik clears his throat from the front passenger seat. "So, uh, where should we drop you off?" he asks awkwardly, glancing at her over his shoulder.
Sierra's head snaps around, her eyes wide. "Drop me off?" she repeats, her voice trembling slightly.
Gray's hands tighten on the steering wheel, and he frowns. "Yeah, you know, wherever you need to go. Home, train station, car park, wherever."
She blinks rapidly, looking between the three of us. "I... I um, I thought you’d just take me back to the campsite?"
The confusion in her voice makes my stomach churn. Something isn't right here.
