Page 23 of Bound and Beguiled

“Have you ever let anyone fuck your ass, Reza?”

I shook my head, meeting Emyr’s burning gaze as he stepped back into the room holding a small bottle.

Kynan’s fingers tightened, spreading my cheeks, exposing me to Emyr. “Can he have a little taste, pretty girl?” he purred.

My spine arched and I drew in a shaky breath. It was all the confirmation Emyr needed. His knees hit the floor, then his breath fluttered over my backside. I was wet with sweat and sex, and his breath made me shiver. Then his tongue touched me, drawing a hot line between my cheeks, and I groaned, dropping my head onto Kynan’s shoulder.

“Mmm,” Emyr mumbled, licking my asshole.

I was suddenly very grateful for the prep the three of us had done earlier.

He firmed his tongue into a point and pressed deeper, undulating the muscular length within me.

Sensation exploded. I heard my own voice chanting, “Oh, yes. Oh, gods. Fuck me, fuck me, please, fuck me.”

“Such a perfect little slut,” Kynan cooed. “You have your orders, Pet.”

Emyr was grunting with each ragged breath as he shot to his feet and fumbled with the bottle, but his fingers were steady and gentle as they followed the cool drip of lube, pressing slowly, stretching me. I didn’t know if it was Kynan’s spell or Emyr’s skill, but there was no pain. Only waves of pleasure that swelled and swelled.

Kynan shifted, and hissed, hips jerking.

I looked down and saw Mared sitting beneath us, weight braced on her arms with her head lost between his legs. He hissed again, and I felt the hot rush of her laughter where our sexes touched.

Then she keened, the high sound breaking into a low, guttural groan. I twisted, and caught all four of Efa’s fingers sinking deep into her.

Emyr blocked my view. His left hand cupped my hip, and then I felt the blunt head of his cock nudging at my rear.

“Breathe with me,” Kynan ordered.

Our chests rose and fell together, rose again, and then my lungs emptied on a strangled moan as Emyr slid deep. The stunning pressure blanked my brain, and each ridge sent a shockwave shivering through me.

“Again,” grunted Kynan.

I gaped, but obediently inhaled. It took two more mind-melting pushes before Emyr’s fur covered hips were tight against my ass, and by then we were both shaking. My cunt pulsed, jealous, and Emyr moaned as I squeezed him.

“Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me come,” he grunted, and grabbed my harness for leverage as he pushed even deeper.

“Not yet,” snapped Efa. The words were bitten off in time with a heavy, wet noise. Something like, “thock, thock, thock,” I thought, blearily. “You can take more, Babygirl. Open for me,” she murmured, then purred with satisfaction when Mared screamed. “That’s it. That’s my good girl. Ride my fist, baby. Gods, you’re so wet. Listen to that.”

The slurping, sloshing sound suddenly made sense, and I whimpered at not being able to see what was happening.

“My turn,” Kynan snarled.

Emyr shifted us, taking my weight as I leaned back against his chest. The movement rocked him within me, and I writhed.

“No more slow,” Kynan warned, holding himself just at the entrance to my cunt.

“Just fuck me,” I sobbed. “I need to come, gods, please!”

“Did you just give me an order?” he mused. I babbled an incoherent apology, but he pulled my head back with a hard grip in my hair. He snarled against my neck, each word coinciding with a snapping thrust of his hips that forced the pierced head of his cock in and out of my weeping channel. “You. Come. When.We. Say.” He dragged his tongue up the pulse pounding in my neck and bit my jaw, then growled in my ear, “Do you understand, slut? Tell me you do.”

“Yes, Sir,” I whimpered.

“Good girl,” he praised, and plowed the full length of his cock into me.

I screamed. Nothing hurt, not a twinge, but I was so full, the sensation was immense. His ridges forged through my opening so fast the pleasure backed up on itself. I couldn’t find the end of one feeling for the beginning of another, like a whole raft of fireworks going off at once.

He didn’t pause. I was shaking in his grip as he pounded me, eyes wide and blank as drool slipped from my open mouth. Behind me, Emyr cursed, and I snapped back into my body with a moan as I felt the drugging slide of his length out of my ass. My eyelids fluttered, and I bucked in their hold, wanting more, wanting everything. Fuck, I wanted tocome.

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