Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
She swiped at it again, feeling her power over this man. She would never abuse it. She would give him everything she had.
Her jaw might ache, but she was here for it. Somehow she thought they would all be better in the morning. Better for committing to each other fully tonight.
That’s what this whole thing was. They still had hurdles to jump, but they would do it together. She wouldn’t talk about leaving them again.
Being around her mom made her admit what she wanted. She didn’t want to compromise. She wanted all the love they could give her, and damn the world if it couldn’t accept them. The good news was her parents and their family and friends had built a whole lovely world where no one would bat an eye.
Her friends would ask her questions, want to know that she knew what she was doing, and then they would get on board. Oh, she had no doubt the guys—and Kala Taggart—would have a deep, serious discussion about what would happen if they hurt her, but these guys could handle it.
She licked at Niall’s cock, playful swipes of her tongue as she adjusted to the position. If she didn’t keep that damn plug in they might make her start all over, and she was so close. Jensen’s tongue had felt like heaven, and she’d been desperate to ride that wave, but no, her Masters had to be nasty about it.
“Buddy, is this what she did to you?” Niall asked in a deadpan tone.
She glanced up and Jensen stood right beside Niall. Like their shoulders were touching. These men, who had been awkward as hell about sharing her sexually, stood there like decadent gods staring down at her. If there was any hesitation at watching each other’s dicks, she did not sense it. They were all about the sex and the intimacy, and their past worries about masculinity had no place here. They were all masculine. Oozing with male authority, and none of the insecurity they had before.
These men knew she was theirs and didn’t doubt it for an instant.
“No. She went all in. She sucked me until I couldn’t take another second of it. I was worried, but she’s so fucking sexy I’m already springing back to life,” Jensen said as he palmed that big cock of his, and sure enough, he was getting hard again.
“Yeah, that was my impression. I think she might need some encouragement to do the same for me,” Niall observed.
She shook her head. “No, Master, I can do it.”
She used her sweetest, subbiest voice because they were playing and she wanted whatever they were going to give her.
Niall stroked her hair. “But you didn’t. Let’s see if you can do better now.”
Jensen moved and she lost sight of him, but she was pretty sure what he was going to do.
She licked Niall again because if she was getting a spanking, she wanted to deserve it. Niall couldn’t stop the smile that crossed his face. He was never going to be the hard-ass Dom. He loved how bratty she could be, and it was hard for him not to show it. He managed to get his affectionate expression under control and look a bit intimidating as he glanced behind her.
“She’s a brat who needs some punishment, brother,” he said.
She braced herself, and sure enough, the sound of her flesh being spanked hit her before the pain did. The sound cracked through the air, and she clenched tight right before the sweetest ache hit. It made her check her breath before becoming heat that flooded her system.
“Try again,” Jensen commanded. “You make him moan. You take him deep or I’ll replace that nice plug he gave you with one that’s lubed up a little differently.”
Oh, he was mean. He wasn’t talking about simply re-lubing up the piece of plastic she had shoved up her ass in place of a warm cock. He was talking about ginger lube or worse. Something that would make her burn and squirm, and Niall wouldn’t care because he would be wearing a condom so it wouldn’t affect him.
She decided to take the threat seriously, and when she took Niall’s cock into her mouth this time, she wasn’t playing. She sucked his cockhead behind her lips, grazing him gently with her teeth and sending a shudder through her Dom. Jensen’s hands went soft on her skin, rubbing where he’d spanked, and then she felt him laying kisses on the curve of her lower back.
She concentrated on Niall. She loved the fact that she could still taste Jensen on her tongue even while she worked it over Niall’s dick. She settled in, whirling her tongue around and not leaving a centimeter of his cock left untended. She explored, learning how he was built, what parts were particularly sensitive. He moaned every time she lapped at the slight dent under his head, and his whole body went tense when she gently sucked at his slit, drawing that salty arousal onto her tongue.