Page 129 of Ensnared

AndI’mgoing to enjoy the hell out of it.

“Ithink we still deserve our prize, don’t you,Beau?”

Beauyanks my hips against his cock and rolls them back with a low groan, then he does it again and again, using my ass like a toy to fuck against. “You’vebeen bad today, darlin’.Youwant to show us what a good girl you can be?”

Iwhimper, my pussy growing slick again in a way that has nothing to do with the water.Iwant to clutch atDomsoIcan brace againstBeau’scarnal assault behind me, but he still has my wrists, holding them against his chest, and it leaves me off balance.Ihave to scramble to brace against each selfish, ravenous stroke soIdon’t collapse.Itdoesn’t seem to botherBeau; he just holds my hips where he wants them and makes himself feel good.

Anothervicious thrust and my breathing turns ragged.

Domslaps my cheek lightly to get my attention, andIgasp. “Heasked you a question, little librarian.”

Theflush has returned toDom’scheeks, and he drinks in my expression, devours it, untilI’msure he’s seen everythingI’veever thought or felt about him, about them.

“Yes,”Igasp out. “I—Ican be good.I’llbe good, sir.Please,Iwant—Ineed—”

Dom’slips slant over mine, and he claims my mouth, invading with his hot, silky tongue.Hiskiss is aggressive, but not rough likeJaykob’swas.Domis deliberate.Thisis an exploration, a strategic takeover, and his tongue works against mine with a determined skill, demanding a response.Iturn soft, malleable, ready to give myself over to whatever they want to do to me.Pleasuresimmers through me.

Beauslips his hand around my waist and, without warning, begins to play with my clit, circling and rubbing it as he keeps fucking against me.I’malready on the edge.Pressurebuilds too quickly, andIwant to tear my mouth away soIcan whine and beg, or take in some air, but neither of them let me move.Theyjust take and take and take.

Isob intoDom’smouth and crack my eyes open to find him watching me, heavy lidded and hungry.Hesucks on my tongue.

Unableto hold back even ifIwanted to,Icome so hard aroundBeau’sfingers, my vision winks out.Domyanks his mouth away asIcry out, my voice raw and strangled with pleasure.

Dazed,Iblink a dozen times, sucking in air and shaking.

Beauruns a possessive hand down my spine and squeezes my ass. “Verypretty.”

Domreleases my wrists, andIcatch myself against his chest, enjoying the firm skin under my fingers.Mybreath is still coming in quick pants, butItake advantage of my freedom and skim my hands over his chest and arms, down the ridges of his abs.

WhenIreach the length of him bobbing out of the water,Ihesitate.Iglance up at him between my lashes to find him watching me with some bemusement, like even he’s not quite sure why he’s letting me get away with touching him like this.

“Don’tgo getting shy on us now,”Beausays in my ear.

Hetakes my hand in his and wraps it aroundDom’sthick dick.Mybreath hitches.

“Niceand firm, darlin’, just watch your nails.”

Dom’scock is warm and swollen through the length, the wide tip flared and ruddy and begging for attention.Beaumoves my hand in a steady rhythm and the water begins to churn around us.I’msurprised it isn’t steaming.Hefeels so good, silky and hard all at once, and every twitch under my palm makes me want to pant.Igive myself over toBeau’smurmured instructions, loosening my grip now, tightening here.

Ilose myself to their rhythms, how they press me between them, the way they use me to push one another’s buttons—to push mine.Thisis their specialty after all, looking after each other as much as they look after their sub.It’stheir tandem understanding, their friendship, their ability to share desire and these vulnerable, perfect moments together.Isee it now, so clearly.

Domwidens his stance asIlook up at him nervously, wondering how he’s taking my bold touches.Itwasn’t likeI’dasked.Hecocks his head at my attention, raising his brow in question.Thenhe just crosses his arms across his chest and glances away, like he’s vaguely bored.Likehe’s accepting his due as our king and commander.

Beaumoves my hand down, urging me to fondle his balls, to rub the sensitive patch of skin below his sac untilDom’sindifference begins to falter.Wereturn my hand to his cock, and the scorching throb in my fist and the dark flush of color over his cheekbones betrays his lust.Ishiver back intoBeau, pressing my thighs together against the ache.

Iwant to service him properly.Iwant to make our commander shake.

Witha whimper,Istroke him again, this time not guided completely byBeau, and rub my thumb over the swollen tip.Beau’steeth catch my earlobe and tighten in warning, andIsnuggle against him, enjoying the sting a little too much.

Dom’sgaze cuts back to consider me and, this time, amusement lurks in the golden depths again. “Doyou want to please me, pet?”

Thistime, the name doesn’t grate.

Decidinghonesty is something a good girl would strive for,Inod. “Yes, sir.”

Lipstwitching, he says, “Good.”Dombrushes his lips against mine. “Youshould see the way he comes apart when he gets a nice, warm mouth around him.He’sa beast.”

Myeyes widen at the crass, careless words.

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