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My clit pulsed at that knowledge.
Murtagh leaned over me, and then his hand was against my pussy, warm and soft and so threatening that a shiver of fear raced down my spine. My inner walls clenched down hard, and my face heated as my arousal seeped onto his palm.
“Naughty little girls who touch themselves without permission get their pretty pussies spanked bright pink before their fucking,” Murtagh stated darkly, and my thighs tensed, trying to come together, but with the way Caspian had me pinned, it was useless.
My poor pussy was defenseless and about to get spanked.
Murtagh struck hard and fast with the flats of his fingers, making me scream. I could feel the blood rushing to the surface of my skin as his palm came down once, twice, and then again. I cried out and kicked my legs, trying desperately to escape.
But my mates were having none of it.
They kept me pinned as Murtagh spanked my naughty pussy.
Every swat stung, burning hot, like a fucking stinging inferno, but then, as his palm struck down again, the burn morphed into something else entirely.
Pleasure.
Undeniable, utter pleasure.
The harder Murtagh spanked me, the harder my clit seemed to throb, and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips. Before I could stop myself, my hips bucked, and a fissure of pleasure surged straight from my clit to my core. My abs clenched, and I sucked in a breath, trying to keep control while knowing that I was inevitably going to lose it.
That was how it was with my mates.
A hard slap caught my pussy just right, and a fierce lightning bolt of desire swept over me just as Caspian took my right nipple in between his fingertips and pinched down hard.
I gasped, my whole body clenching tight. My clit thrummed with pleasure, and I cried out, writhing helplessly beneath them. My eyes rolled back in my head.
I came. Hard.
A strangled moan escaped my lips, and a rush of wetness flooded the tops of my thighs. My entire body started undulating, riding the waves of pleasure until my head was up in the clouds, and then I was falling straight down into the blinding abyss of orgasm. I enjoyed every bit of that climax.
It had been so long. I’d needed that.
Murtagh stopped spanking me.
The room was silent, save for the sound of my own panting breath and the roaring of blood in my ears.
“Well, well, well. Look at what we have here,” Murtagh chuckled.
My eyes flew open, and a fresh wave of arousal flooded through me.
“Did you just come from getting your pussy spanked, little mouse?” Caspian drawled, and my face heated so hot that it basically caught flame.
My arousal compounded in on itself.
“I… I…” I began, but there were no words for what just happened. In fact, I had never felt littler and naughtier than I did right then.
I couldn’t believe that had just happened.
Caspian ran his fingers through my hair, and then his hand slipped down to my pussy. I whimpered, the heat in his featherlight touch already so intense.
My hips bucked, and another cry escaped me as Caspian ran his finger along my wet slit.
“Such a bad girl. You didn’t ask for permission to come either. You’re just in a world of trouble today,” Caspian murmured, and I couldn’t help myself as I bucked underneath his touch. My pussy still burned, and his touch only seemed to make it blaze hotter, but that just seemed to add to my already out of control desire.
Caspian dipped his fingers into my slick channel, and I whimpered, writhing and struggling.
He withdrew his hand, and then his palm was coming down on my pussy, hard and fast and far stingier than Murtagh’s.
