Page 133 of Sire
“No,” I sigh over our lips. “I need more.”
“More?”
“Much more.”
I’m not holding back. Why should I? I can’t be any more aroused, any more vulnerable, any more trusting.
Coaxingly, Sire gazes into my eyes. “Then let’s get you ready for much more.”
He caresses my breast, and I moan, loving how handsome he looks, how dominant. All the men do, wearing suits and adding to the kink.
I’m naked except for a bustless corset and heels. Delphine dropped her robe. She’s nude. Zar is dressed in a suit, too, but as a queen, he’s proudly unzipped, displaying his double cock ring harness for Nick.
There’s something powerful about being exposed. Something royal about being watched. Yes, all queens should be worshipped like this.
“Loch,” Sire calls him, and I gasp.Loch’s allowed to test me?“Make sure my queen is ready for more.”
Loch cocks a grin, rising to his feet. Shrugging off his dark jacket, he loosens his tie before unbuttoning his starched shirt, revealing the devil tattooed on his hulking chest.
All I’ve known with Loch is partnership and respect. Healways trusted my opinion when we met online, looking over mountain maps.
But he’s the kind of man, if you met him alone on a dark, wooded trail, you’d be overcome by an animal attraction. His face, primal perfection. His body, beastly beautiful.
Reaching for a bottle of lube and a Hitachi wand vibrator on the table, Loch tells Nash, “You know I love Alena. I’ll never touch another woman again, but I’ve been trained to serve our queens.”
Nash nods, his eyes narrowed. He’s not happy about this, but Delphine is.
Proudly, she’s smiling at Loch while Grant kisses her neck. The taboo undercurrent between them makes my legs, suspended in the air, start to subtly shake.
“You okay, Angel?” Sire won’t leave my side. He stands on my left, holding my hand wearing his wedding ring, while Loch joins us.
“Yes. I’m more than okay.”
Loch grins, looming on my right. When he pours a generous amount of cool lube over my warm pussy, my gasp is drowned out by his thumb clicking the wand, its buzz filling the room.
Loch stares down at me, his command intense, “You’re going to love how this feels, won’t you?”
I nod.
“That’s our good girl.” Loch licks his lips, gazing at my glistening pussy. “Now, relax and focus on your pleasure.”
“Oh God,” I cry out as he whispers the vibrator over my clitoral hood. Over and over, he barely lets it tease my hard nub. It’s excruciating ecstasy, making me writhe, the swing’s chains rattling.
“No, no. Hold still for us, Wren.” Power weighs Loch’s heavy tone, but his touch is featherlight. “We’ll always take care of you. You know that, right?”
I nod. I moan. I feel.
“Just like this,” Loch coaxes, his toying touch perfection over my pussy. “We’ll watch you get so swollen again. We want you ready to take us. Is that what you want? To feel how we’ll take care of you?”
“Yes… Yes…” I stammer through lust, through tears, feeling overwhelmed by Sire caressing my breasts, too. Everything is warm, wet, and welcome.
Circling the humming vibrations over my mound, Loch trails it down my inner thighs, up towards my pussy lips, down to my anus, before teasing toward my aching clit. “Good girl,” he praises, barely touching it, and making me tremble.
Loch knows what he’s doing. Like an erotic god, he’ll master your erogenous zones, pleasing way more than your pussy.
Thank you, Delphine.
AndCongratulations, Alena.
