Page 130 of Ensnared

Hiseyes flick toBeau. “Weshould take her to the bank.Iwant to see you take her mouth, and if we do it here, she’ll drown before she gets you off.”

“Greatplan.”Beaupicks me up and tosses me over his shoulder with a cheerful bounce.

Isquirm on instinct, andBeau’swide hand claps against my ass painfully. “Staystill for me now.”

Hisfingers linger as he walks me to the bank, sliding between my thighs to tease at the wetness between my legs, then spread it between the cheeks of my ass.Iwant to jerk away from the invasive, delicious touch, butIreally do want to show themIcan obey.Despiterunning off earlier,Idid take it seriously whenDomtold me he needed to trust me.

SoIstay as still asIcan, trembling asBeau’sfingers explore through my folds, grazing against my tender clit and then teasing against the tight, puckered rosebud until my breaths are coming in sharp pants.Itry not to tense, though he must feel me quiver every time he rubs me there.

Theseslow touches are no less shocking thanJayk’ssudden invasion, but also deeply intimate, likeBeauhas decided he has every right to my body and will use whatever parts of me he wants.Breathlessly,Iwonder whether he’s planning on fucking me there.

Isthat even somethingIwant?

Despitemy embarrassment—or maybe because of it—I’msoaking and restless again by the time we reach the edge of the water.Beau’sthorough touches have left me slick and ready everywhere between my thighs and ass cheeks.

Hisslippery fingers press against my tight hole again, past the clinging inner ring, andIarch into the touch, whimpering.Beaugroans and bites my hip, hard enough to leave a mark, and pulls out with a small tug.Hesets me down but holds me to his side.

I’mgrateful for the support—I’msure my knees would buckle under me if he left me to my own devices.Buryingmy face into the side of his chest,Ipress a few small, shaky kisses against his skin, and he strokes my shoulder soothingly.

Myfeet touch something soft, andIrealizeDomhas unrolled his pallet over the grass.

“Kneel.”

Thecommand does something intangible but wholly visceral to me, andI’mkneeling beforeI’veeven registered whatDomsaid.

“Verynice.”Beauruns his hand over my head, likeIam the pet they’d called me. “That’sperfect, sweet girl.”

“Handsand knees,”Domcommands. “Iwant you bent over.”

I’mshocked by the rush of desire that accompanies his words.Ibend over, on display for them both.Domis behind me now, and he has to see the moisture glistening between my folds.

“Spreadyour legs wide, darlin’, and arch your back.”Beaukneels down beside me and presses down on the center of my back untilI’marched obscenely.Mybreasts are thrust forward and my legs are spread wide, ass in the air.

Mybreath catches.I’mso exposed like this.There’sno hiding anything and, even though my skin buzzes with expectation, a bout of self-consciousness hits me.

Beaucups one of my breasts and squeezes. “Fuck.Doyou have any idea how beautiful you are?”

Heplucks at my abused nipple, andIsqueak, thoughIforce myself to stay still like they told me.Hiswords filter in and the nervousness fades almost as quickly as it came.Beau’sthumb soothes over the sting.

Domreleases a deep sound of satisfaction. “Soyoucanlisten.”

Hekneels behind me and runs a possessive hand down my back.

Hisvoice turns dark. “Whichmeans you’ve just been choosing not to.”

Hishand claps hard against my left ass cheek, and electricity jolts from his hand directly to my clit. “Countthem for me, pet.Youget fifteen for not following orders today.Ifyou lose count or squirm away, we start again.”

Thesting is chased by a hot ache and my pussy clenches around nothing.

Fifteen?Ican do fifteen, right?That’snot many.It’sjust five, three times.Ican do that.He’snot even hitting me as hard asJaykdid—thoughJaykwas inside me at the time, so it’s a little different.

Dom’shand comes down again, harder and with a sharp sting, right over the first ache. “AmIgoing deaf,Beau?Didyou hear counting? ’CauseI’msure our subbie is not stupid enough to ignore me whileIhave my hand on her ass.”

“No, sir,Idid not hear a single peep myself.Couldbe the gunshots messed with our hearing?”Beautweaks my other nipple, hard, andIyelp.

“I—”Istart, butDomspeaks over the top of me.

“Ormaybe something happened to her tongue in all the mess.Whydon’t you make sure her mouth is in working order, doc?”

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