Page 46 of Bound and Beguiled

“You know the rules, Babygirl. No orgasms until I say.”

I squeezed my thighs together, and even that little pressure sent my eyes fluttering. I was so godsdamned close. If I was very quiet, maybe Efa wouldn’t notice...

My head fell back as I panted, and Kynan and Emyr filled my vision. Emyr was flat on his back, Kynan propped over him on one elbow. Our Sir’s big hand was wrapped around both of their cocks, his mouth fastened on Emyr’s as he used my spit to jack them with fast, hard strokes.

Fuck me.

I stared at them with Mared’s keening filling my ears. As if possessed, my hand crept between my legs. One good rub. That’s all it would take.

“You aren’t trying to get off without permission, are you, Reza?” Efa purred in my ear. “That would be very naughty.”

I bit my lip. I damned well was, and we both knew it. I didn’t want to admit it, but I’d learned my lesson about lying with Kynan. Then again, that lesson had turned out to bea lotof fun...

Efa chuckled and took the decision out of my hands—literally. She pulled me upright, wrapping ghostly fingers around my wrists and pinning them high over my head to empty air that was suddenly as immovable as a mountain.

“Kynan, come over here and give our girl her reward before she earns herself a punishment.”

Kynan grunted and levered himself up, giving Emyr’s balls a chastising tap when the other fae grabbed at him, trying to pull him back down.

Emyr yelped, then held very still as Kynan’s magic slid him across the floor. When Efa lifted me on top of him, his whining complaints shifted to a chant of, “Yes, yes, oh fuck yes, thank you Sir, thank you Efa.”

Efa plopped herself down onto his chest, his litany cutting off with an “oof!” Grinning, she slipped my bound arms over her head. Our lips met at so perfect an angle it felt like puzzle pieces coming together.

She held my mouth with her kiss, sucking, biting, swallowing my scream as Kynan grabbed my hips from behind and slammed me down on the full, ridged length of Emyr’s cock.

Kynan was ruthless. He used me like a cock sleeve, fucking Emyr without consideration of my clenching muscles or the muffled cries that escaped Efa’s devouring kiss.

“Fuuuuck,” Emyr groaned, as his hips came off the ground. The wet slap of his groin against my swollen mound made me grunt. “You feel so fucking good, baby. Gods, squeeze me. Fuck, just like that.”

The combination of pleasure and pain, of being used and adored, filled me until I was a breath from passing out. I sobbed, clinging to Efa’s neck, which only pressed my chest against hers. The fine fabric of her shirt felt like a cat’s rough tongue against my puckered nipples. That she was still fully dressed while I was so very not sent a new, unexpected thrill through me.

“Breathe, love,” Efa murmured against my lips. “We’re not done with you yet. You’re being such a good girl.”

I shuddered, arching as Kynan’s nude body pressed against my back. He was so hot, so hard, each brush of fur driving me a step closer to madness.

“Are you ready for more?” he asked, his voice dark as midnight.

My eyes stretched wide at the nudge of his pierced cock. He wasn’t aiming for my ass. He pushed gently, bumping over Emyr’s shaft to the place where we joined.

Only when he groaned, his head dropping to sink teeth into my shoulder, did I realize I was chanting, “Take me, take me, take me,” in a barely audible whisper.

His hand gripped my hip, raising me up until only the tip of Emyr’s cock remained in my needy hole.

Efa muttered something too quiet for me to hear and exhaled a breath that tasted of candy and magic. Euphoria spread through me, bringing with it a wave of languor that made me go limp, held up only by their hands on my body and the shafts jockeying for position in my dripping cunt.

I felt every millimeter of stretch as Kynan pushed inside me. My body sang, nerves alight, each twinge and stretch magnified as I panted into the curve of Efa’s neck.

“That’s my good girl. Relax into it. You’re doing so well,” she crooned, petting my hair.

I couldn’t think. All conscious thought had burned away, replaced by sensation as I opened to the two men grinding their way into my soul.

With a grunt and an almost audiblepop, Kynan shoved past the ridge of Emyr’s cock.

I whimpered, sweat breaking out on my body. They were both in me now. I was so full, gods, sofull! Permitted or not, I was going to come. I’d never felt so sexy, so wanted, so perfect in my godsdamned life, and I was going to—

Kynan pushed down on my hips.

I screamed as their cocks drove into me another inch. For a moment I thought I’d tear, but then my entrance stretched that last little bit, snapping over the next thick ridge in a flash of exquisite agony.

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