Page 45 of Bound and Beguiled

I laughed then; I couldn’t help it. “Ok, you win. You found me. I’m grateful, that’s the point.”

Kynan rose, holding my gaze. His hand came around my neck, hovering but not touching. I swayed forward until my throat pressed against his palm, and a pleased sound rumbled in his chest.

“I don’t want your gratitude, Reza. I want your body. I want your heart. I want your submission. Will you give me those?”

“You already have them,” I whispered, moaning into his kiss. Soft suede replaced his hand, and my eyelashes fluttered at the slight squeeze of the buckle fastening. More leather closed around my wrists. Without Ymet’s bands in the way, the fit was perfection.

“Thank you,” he murmured, pulling back.

A soft, sliding sound drew my attention downward. Emyr and Mared were both on their knees, watching us hungrily, his leather kilt bouncing with every twisting pump of her hand.

I licked my lips.

Kynan chuckled. “You’ve been a very good girl today, Reza. Why don’t you get down there and have yourself a treat while Efa and I decide what to do with you.”

I dropped to my knees before he’d finished speaking, burrowing beneath Emyr’s kilt to nuzzle and lap at his ribbed shaft.

He was laughing and pulling at the snaps when Efa made a sucking sound with her teeth.

“You too, Babygirl.”

I didn’t know what she meant until Mared’s face pressed into my crease from behind, her tongue extending to draw a long, wet line from hole to hole. I was moaning as I took Emyr’s cock in my mouth, and shuddering as he gripped my hair, pulling me choking deep.

Mared’s tongue was everywhere. She licked me, flicked me, slithered inside so far she couldn’t have been able to breathe. Her fingers delved into me again and again, spreading my wetness until her fingers slipped and bumped over my clit.

Awash in pleasure, I could do nothing but open my mouth and let Emyr use it.

He didn’t thrust, didn’t fuck my face. He pulled me to him until his cock hit the back of my throat, holding me there until I twisted, slapping at him in my need to breathe.

“Take more,” he growled—after I’d sucked in a single, desperate lungful of air—and dragged me back down. I gagged, convulsing, Mared groaning into my cunt as I squeezed around her tongue.

“Fuck yeah, baby. You’re so pretty choking on my cock,” Emyr grunted, easing my head back an inch before forcing himself into my throat again.

Drool wet my face, filling my mouth and coating his shaft. My eyes watered, no doubt leaving trails of mascara down my cheeks. I fucking loved it.

Through the gurgling, sloppy sounds, I heard Efa and Kynan talking quietly. Knowing they were watching and imagining what fresh depravities they might be plotting ratcheted my excitement even higher.

Mared pushed three fingers into my pussy, scissoring them, spreading them, stretching me. I groaned, trying to relax. I was so close to coming, it was hard to fight the need to clench. But we’d gotten up to four fingers last time, and I wanted a fist in me so fucking bad.

Emyr pulled me back until only the head of his cock rested on my tongue. “Open,” he muttered. “Wider.”

I stretched my jaw as far as I could, sticking out my tongue in lewd invitation.

Fisting himself with a grunt, he painted me with his cock, slapping me with it, smearing precum across my tongue, lips, and cheeks.

“Swallow.”

My throat worked, then I threw my head back, crying out as Mared squeezed a fourth finger into my cunt. She twisted her hand—bolts of sensation slamming through me as her knuckles stretched my entrance wide—and pressed hard on my clit with her thumb.

“Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come!”

“I don’t think so,” Efa said, gleeful and malicious at the same time.

I flopped onto my side as Emyr and Mared were jerked away. Having my orgasm stolen hurt—physically hurt—and I writhed, whimpering.

“Mommy...” Mared whined. Something clicked, buzzed, and she squealed.

Blearily, I looked over, finding her spread-legged on a chair, the round head of a wand vibrator pressed to her clit. Rope twisted, coiling, binding her in place so she couldn’t so much as shy away.

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