Page 21 of Claiming Kenna

“What is that?” I asked intrigued.

“It’s a butt plug,” he said matter of fact.

“I am not putting anything in my arse Cullen,” I bit out and took a step back.

“Then sit at the front of the classroom,” he shrugged.

“You know I will not do that.”

“Then you will wear this tonight while we have dinner. And trust me you will ask to do it more often. I have heard women quite enjoy it,” he said.

“Heard or know?” I asked, eyes narrowing but unsure if I truly wanted the answer. He shrugged and still held the butt plug between us. I snatched it from his hand and looked it over more closely.

“It’s big,” I groaned, feeling defeated. This relationship compromising between us seemed to be him winning the better end of the deal more often than not.

“It’s actually the smallest size you can get, I thought we could start with this for now,” he said. Jesus Christ. As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat but I did want to see what this felt like in my rear.

I could feel my resolve disappearing inch by inch. “Will it hurt?” I asked tentatively.

“It shouldn’t. If anything it may be uncomfortable for a few minutes until you adjust,” he smirked at me and the energy changed quickly in the room. He lifted my chin with his long finger and looked directly into my eyes “Your call Kenna,” he said softly. I pouted and stuck my bottom lip out slightly making it seem like a hard decision so keep him wondering for a fraction longer. But I already knew I was going to give this little plug a go because so far Cullen hasn’t suggested or done anything to me that I haven’t loved.

“Alright but if it hurts it comes out,” I insisted.

“Your wish is my command.”

Cullen bent me over the bed and tugged my jeans down.

“Access would have been easier if you wore the other slacks,” he muttered.

“Everything worth it in life doesn’t come easy,” I whispered, feeling excitement coursing through my body.

“Ain’t that the truth,” Cullen replied and slipped his fingers in the front of my panties.

“Wrong side isn’t it? Although I am not complaining,” I breathed.

“Need to prep you baby,” he replied and rubbed my now swollen nub in circular motions. My body responded so quickly to Cullen and I knew he had ruined sex for me with anyone else. He slipped a finger inside my folds and pushed it in and out then ran the finger along my rear opening to use my wetness as lubricant. He repeated the process a few times and then grabbed the plug from beside me.

“Open your mouth Kenna,” he ordered in a low voice and I obeyed him instantly. He inserted the plug into my mouth, pushing it deeply until I gagged from it touching the back of my throat.

“Suck on it,” he whispered, sounding strained. I sucked on it firmly and he let out a hiss.

“You will be doing that to my cock later my little scholar.” He then pulled it from my mouth creating a wet suctioned noise and then I felt the warm tip of it probe my anal opening.

I tensed out of reaction and Cullen ran his spare hand softly over my back and back around to the front of my core. He massaged it until he felt me relax a little and then edged the plug in a little further. He worked a mesmerizing pattern of rubbing my front and probing the back with the rubber plug. The stretching intensified as Cullen worked the butt plug in further. He was right though - it was not painful it was just uncomfortable. It then slipped the entire way in with a strained push and then my rear felt tight again as it gripped the skinny end of it by the small handle.

“You are done,” Cullen whispered.

“That’s it?” I felt slightly shocked.

“Walk around a bit to adjust,” he suggested. I stood up straight and moaned in surprise. “It’s pushing against your vaginal wall. I knew you would like it,” he seemed utterly impressed with himself. I pulled my jeans back on and walked around his room a bit taking in the new feelings inside of me.How was I going to be able to handle this all night and keep a straight face around his brother?

Right on cue Cullens phone pinged and he glanced at it and stated his brother was here. “Come on baby, we have dinner to eat,” he said to me with a satisfied grin on his face. I followed behind him realizing compromising wasn’t so bad after all.

“Brother!Ithasbeentoo long!” A tall male walked in announcing loudly. Cullen went over to him and shook his hand while I hung back leaning against the breakfast bar feeling shy, anxious and now thanks to Cullen very horny. I thoroughly looked over his brother wondering if they took after different parents because they looked nothing alike. His brother had blonder hair that held soft curls close to his head, hazel eyes and a wide strong face. He was handsome in a typical way but he didn’t hold himself the same as Cullen and he didn’t have the same strong, defiant look in his eyes. They were talking quietly for a moment and then his brother looked over his shoulder at me and nodded to Cullen. But his face held a skeptical look as if I was the enemy.

He strolled over to me with a fake plastered smile on his face.

“Kenna lovely to meet you, I am Cullen's brother George,” he voiced loudly. This guy obviously was used to being the life of the party and a loud one at that. He stuck his hand out and squinted his eyes at me as if trying hard to find something wrong with me. This guy liked being the center of attention and clearly Cullens too. Be loud and seen or be forgotten was probably what he lived by. I stuck my hand out to meet his and shook it firmly. Yeah I see you too George.

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