Page 113 of Sire
Can’t blame them.
We’re all stripped naked.
I insisted.
Wren swears she can handle an initiation, so I want her to experience a sex party first. This is a one-night-only role-play event.
But our initiations?
They’re real, raw, and forever.
Teasing my fingers over Wren’s slick clit, I make her wet and whimper as I ease the anal plug in, smacking her clit once it’s seated.
“Oh, God,” she gasps. “I’m gonna come.”
“Wait, Angel.” I remove my touch, watching the edge of her orgasm, shiver away. “You’ll come when I tell you to.” I stand. “Now, get in your breeding position.”
Moans keen across the room. It’s Charlie, coming to my kink and on Cade’s tongue.
“Goddamn,” Redix, Cade’s husband, groans, admiring the sight of his wife.
But my cock firms, hard as stone, watchingmywife do as I’ve trained her.
Rising on all fours, Wren presses her legs and feet together, a pose that makes her pussy feel even tighter. Proudly, she looks straight ahead at Axel and Nash, admiring how shamelessly she sways her back, presenting her waiting sex to me with her pink ponytail swishing between her legs.
“Good girl.” I stand, stroking my cock, walking around, and crouching before her. Clasping her chin, I vow, “I’m going to breed the men, but I’ll save my cum for you.” I kiss her lips. “Why?”
There’s so much desire swimming in her eyes. So much love flooding my heart. “Because I’m yours, my lord,” she sighs. “Because I love feeling my pussy drip with your cum. Your seed belongs insideme.”
“That’s right, Angel.” I kiss her again. “Wait right here, and I’ll breed you.” Reaching between her arms, I palm her pert, tempting breast. “And tonight…” I pinch her nipple. “I’ll let my kings help me.”
Wren gasps, lust igniting in her eyes.
Yes, I’m ready to explore her fantasies. I could almost start now. Axel and Nash know what to do, but not yet.
Wren wants this first, and so do I.
I rise, approaching the naked men patiently waiting for me. My cock soars even harder, knowing Wren is about to see this side of me.
Kissing is off the table; we discussed it. So is talking this to death. There’s trust, consent, and lust. Done.
“Kneel,” I demand, and they do. “Good boys. Now, tell me what you saw that night.”
Fuck, Redix looks up at me like I’m a God. “We watched you breed two men,” he says. “They looked like bodybuilders—big men—but you broke them.”
Oh, I remember that night.They were Australian. Their asses and accents got me off.
I press my fingers to Redix’s lips. He sucks them while I coax, “Did you watch me fuck them while you fucked Daniel?”
Redix nods, sucking, smirking.
None of these men are small or submissive. It’s the opposite, and what’s making this so goddamn hot. For them. For me.
“Is that right, Daniel? You got your ass fucked, watchingmefuck?”
Daniel nods, his ocean eyes gleaming with proud guilt. I sink my hand into his coal waves. “Well then, suck my cock and make me want to fuck your ass, too.”
Urgently, Daniel plunges his mouth down my shaft, and I grunt, pleasure shocking my system. I look at Wren and boast, “Oh, he’s good at this, Angel. Hereallylikes sucking my hard cock.”
