Page 40 of Claimed By Blood

A wet, slurping noise adds to the constant stroking of flesh on flesh, and Finn lets out a moan.“Silas is so good at sucking me, but even he can’t get to the base. Remember how it felt when I fucked up into your wet little cunt? How you fucking squeezed me? All I wanted was to hit that perfect little g-spot, and the moans you made when I did?”

He cuts off as Silas gags in the background, then whines as the rhythm is broken. Beneath my jumper, my nipples harden, and Frost hits a spot on my sole that makes me jerk. A silent second passes, before the sound resumes.

“You weredrippingfor us,”the omega continues raggedly.“So fucking wet, and your taste—God, yourtaste. Just thinking about it.”He curses, and I realise Silas’s pace has increased.“Ever since then I’ve been thinking about how I could make you come over and over again, just keep eating you out until you flip us, force me down—”

Frost’s hands on my feet freeze, and I look up, cheeks burning as he stares at me, cocking his head.

“—and sink down on my cock. Fuck.”He groans.“Silas, ease off, we don’t want this to finish too soon, and your goddamn mouth…”

Frost’s nostrils flare, his eyes fixating on the spot where my thighs are clenched together. Silas shifts on the seat opposite, and the ghoul’s eyes flick to him before tracing over my breasts and back to my face in silent question.

In the recording, Finn lets out a strangled curse, followed by a low moan and a whimpered.“No, don’t youdarestop.”

“Leave her to enjoy her book,” The Silas across from me suggests, his voice muted by the slapping, slurping noises still coming through my earbuds. “Finn went to great lengths to find one long enough to last the entire trip.”

The entire trip? Oh Lord, I won’t survive.

Vane’s thumbs stop moving, and I wonder if he’s caught something in Silas’s tone that has given the game away. They’re brothers, after all.

“You should see this,”Finn moans, stealing my attention back to the recording.“Silas looks so hot trying to take me all the way down his throat. One day, I want both of you on the ground, on your fucking knees sucking me. Oh God, just like that. A boy can dream. It’s been a long month, and I’ve come up with some good fantasies. Maybe you and I can get together and use Silas’s rope skills against him. Oh, fuck. No, I didn’t mean it. I swear.”

Frost’s hands move from my feet to my lower calves, massaging my ankles, moving unmistakably north. He’s going slow, giving me time to pull away, but I’m too wound up to object. My panties are soaked through just from the mental stimulation alone.

“That’sit,”Silas growls, and the sound of fabric ripping and tearing fills my ears.“You’re not tying me up. Bad omega. I give you the reins one time, and you start getting silly ideas.”A sharp smack echoes through my ears, and my pussy clenches. Hard.“You’ve had your fun. So now you can use that sexy voice of yours to describe to Evie exactly what I’m doing to you.”

Finn moans as another sharp slap rings in my ears. I almost jump out of the seat, and I glance around guiltily to see if anyone noticed.

I’ve been so distracted that I didn’t even notice my sisters and Mia turning in for the night. Now, the only people in the cabin are my thralls.

"Tell her,”Silas growls, as another slap echoes in my ears.

There’s another rip, and the wet sound of lube being squeezed from a bottle drowns out their panting for a second.

“He’s got a thumb playing with my ass,”Finn gasps.“God, he won’t put it in. Fuck. Now he’s grabbed my dick with the other hand and he’s squeezing, damnnnn.”

“Tell her how much you wish it was her cunt you were fucking, rather than my hand.”

“God, I want that so much.”Finn is panting heavily now, the noise only interspersed with another slap.

“Keep talking,”Silas orders.

“He’s got a finger in my ass. Fuck, he’s playing with my prostate.”

Frost’s hands are almost at my crotch now, his long fingers stroking my inner thighs. My eyes drop closed just as Finn whimpers in my ears.

“Two fingers. God it burns.”

“You love it,”Silas purrs.“You’re making a mess of my hand. Don’t you dare come before I’m inside you.”

The noises that fill my ears are so intensely erotic. Words are lost in favour of harsh, heavy breathing and husky moans that caress my eardrums. My core aches with every single one of Finn whimpers.

“You should see him taking my cock,”Silas groans, like he’s just remembered he’s being recorded.“He’s writhing on it. I bet he’s imagining you’re beneath him so I can fuck both of you at once. Shit. That’s hot. Would you want that, Evie? Finn does. He’s leaking so much precum that my hand is drenched. I’m going to make him lick it clean when we’re done here.”He lets out a soft growl.“I’m not going to last. Damn. Just thinking of how your tits will bounce underneath us is so good.”

My breasts are already tight, nerves primed from so much dirty talk. So when an arm brushes over them, I arch on the seat, biting hard at my lip to restrain the tiny mewl which threatens to escape.

God. I need something. Some real contact. Even Frost has stopped at the top of my thighs, just rubbing them softly.

Vane looks down at me with an innocent expression, but there’s wickedness dancing in his eyes as that arm bands around my chest, pinning my body to his. Now that he’s stolen my focus from the slapping and grunting in my ears, I can feel his hardness pressed up against my back.

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