Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 133213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
More than anything. She’d worried this would be the moment she hesitated, but there wasn’t even a glimmer of a thought of turning them down. “Yes, Sir. Please, please.”
Aidan groaned behind her, and she felt him rub his cock against her sensitive ass. “Where do you want it?”
“Anywhere,” she moaned. “Everywhere.”
“Right answer.” Tristan stroked her once more and then eased his fingers out of her pussy. He held them up to her lips. “Taste.”
She licked his fingers, tasting her own arousal. He shoved his thumb in, forcing her to take more. It was a sure imitation of what he wanted from her.
Every cell in her body felt electric as he removed the restraints, tossing them to the side. Her hands were free, and she knew what she wanted to do with them.
“Knees, Carys,” Tristan ordered. “Then take out my cock. Aidan, I think our poor sub’s pussy needs something to fill it.”
“I think I can handle it,” Aidan said with a deep chuckle.
Oh, how she wanted to turn her head and watch as Aidan untied his leathers, see his big, gorgeous cock that would split her pussy wide while she sucked on Tristan. But she couldn’t handle another spanking, and they were damn serious about her obedience this evening. So she lowered herself to the padded floor and worked the ties of Tristan’s leathers. She glanced up and caught sight of the hungry look on his face.
He smoothed back her hair, mouthing the words she’d longed to hear for two and a half years.
I love you.
They were a balm to her soul. She could do this. She could find a way to forgive him, to trust he wouldn’t leave them again.
She took his big cock in her hands, and her Master’s eyes closed in obvious pleasure.
She leaned in and licked his cockhead as she felt Aidan moving behind her. His hand flattened against the small of her back.
“Hands and knees, baby,” Aidan ordered.
Tristan dropped to his knees, spreading them wide in a masculine approximation of how she greeted him.
Surrender. He was telling her it didn’t merely go one way.
She leaned over to bring her mouth to his cock. The movement sent her ass in the air, and Aidan lost no time. His hands found her hips as she licked Tristan’s cock and brought him into her mouth. She groaned as she felt Aidan’s cock slide across her pussy before starting to thrust inside.
Pure sensation. They’d primed her body with perfection, the pain amplifying every second of pleasure.
Tristan’s hands cupped her head, taking control of her movements and showing off the fact that he and Aidan hadn’t lost their perfect rhythm. They fell into their roles with ease, as though nothing had ever gone wrong between them.
Carys let Tristan use her mouth, allowing him to move in and out, finding his rhythm and synch with Aidan, whose cock stroked over and over inside her, pushing her to the brink again.
Heat pierced through her, and then Tristan gave her hair a sharp tug.
“You take care of me first. You take everything I give you. Swallow me down like the good sub I know you are.” He growled the words, and she could feel he was close. He sounded savage and hungry, and only she could satisfy him.
She rode the wave that rolled from Aidan through her and to Tris, leaving the rational, sensible Carys behind so she could revel in being their sub. She rolled her tongue around Tristan’s cock until she felt the first spurt of salty essence. Tristan groaned and held her hard as he stroked in again and again. She drank him down, feeling more powerful than she’d felt ever in her life.
Tris was right. She was totally an exhibitionist, and she could quickly get addicted to this. They would be playing on the dungeon floor a lot if she had any say in it.
And she did. Even as she sucked Tristan dry and felt Aidan deep in her pussy, she knew she was the one who had the power. All of this, all the pain and pleasure was for her.
“Give it to her,” Tristan commanded. “Make our good girl come like she’s never fucking come before.”
Aidan seemed to know he’d been let off the leash, and he suddenly went wild. He thrust inside her while Tristan stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head.
Tenderness and savagery. It was a heady combination, sending her screaming over the edge. This was no minor orgasm. This was a wildfire lit in her veins, burning away what had come before and leaving her feeling new and young.
She felt Aidan come inside her, warming her. She fell forward, but Tristan was there to catch her, Aidan’s weight pressing them all together.
A pulse of pure bliss went through her.
“You okay, baby?” He didn’t sound like a Dom now. He was her boyfriend, the man she’d loved since she was a child. Tristan was all tenderness now.