Page 71 of Bound

“Mo shonuachar,” he whispers with a happy sigh ashe strokes me.

He’s the passive one now, allowing me to lick his softeningdick. I thoroughly clean him, from the tiny slit of the head all the way to hisballs. He loves having me play with his balls. I’ll have to remember that. Icurl my tongue around one and then the other.

He chuckles before gently pulling away. He releases the tieson my hands. “Thank you, love. I believe it’s Ci’s turn. Do what he tells youto or I’ll tie you up again, and I won’t let you out the rest of the night.”

Beck catches his breath as he sits back in the rockingchair. He looks satisfied and ready for a show. A lazily indulgent smile breaksover Beck’s face. I cry out as Cian pulls his face away from my pussy. He gripsmy hips and shoves me down his body.

“Ride my cock, Meggie,” he orders. My playful lover is gone.He uses his hands to lower me slowly onto his throbbing dick. His face isturned up as he watches his flesh disappear into mine. “Do you know what hecalled you, mo shonuachar?”

I shake my head, concentrating on the exquisite feeling ofCian filling me. He moves with painstaking slowness. Cian is always careful andenjoys prolonging the pleasure.

Cian flexes his hips up and seats himself fully inside mytight pussy. “Soul mate. Our soul’s mate. I love you, mo shonuachar.”

Tears well in my eyes. I reach down and cup the strong lineof Cian’s jaw. My breasts press against his chest as I kiss him. “I love you,too.” I sigh as I pull myself back up. I look at Beck and open my every emotionto him. “I love you.”

Beck smiles. His face is open, and he looks younger than Iever remember seeing him. Beck always has a heavy weight of responsibilityclinging to him, but now all I can see is his satisfaction. “I love you, wife.Never doubt it. Now lean back and let Ci fuck that pussy. Put your hands on histhighs.”

I lean back. It pushes my breasts forward. They bounce withevery thrust of Cian’s cock. Beck is already getting hard again. I close myeyes, giving myself over to the experience. Cian’s hands grip my hips. He slamsme down on his cock. He controls the pace and swivels his hips up, tunnelinginto my pussy and hitting that spot, making me moan.

“Does that feel good?” Cian laughs as he watches me jiggleon his cock. “I love watching you dance on my dick. I love hearing you screamfor me even more.”

His hand comes forward, and he strokes my throbbingclitoris. I gasp as my whole body clenches with pleasure.

“Send it out, Meg,” Cian commands.

I nod as I start to come and push the sensation outward.Waves of satisfaction roll across my skin and out of my mind to my lovers. Icry out at the peak and watch Beck. He hisses as his cock starts weeping again.

Cian growls as I start to go limp above him. He flips usover and rearranges my legs. I’m languid with satisfaction as Cian props myankles on his shoulders and shoves his cock back inside.

“I want my own,” he explains. “I shielded from you becauseI’m not done yet. You’re not getting off that easy.”

He drives into my body, bending me over to sink in all theway to his balls.

I would complain that I’m too sore for such rough use, but Ifeel Cian’s joy.

“Fuck, Ci,” Beck swears. He strokes himself in short, tightpasses. “Finish her. I can’t take much more.”

Cian drives into me, pounding away at my pussy. I’m helplessto do anything but feel his pleasure. My hands seek something to hold on to andsuddenly Beck is there. He lays down on the floor beside me and kisses myforehead, cheeks, and lips. His tongue tangles with mine as Cian thrusts deeplyinto me. Beck’s hands find my nipples, pinching them gently.

“These are ours,” he says, his stormy gray eyes holdingmine. “Say it.”

“They’re yours,” I reply, because it’s nothing less than thetruth. I belong to them. “Yours and Ci’s.”

Beck looks entirely pleased with my declaration. He gets tohis knees over me and spreads my blouse so my breasts are completely open tohim. He strokes his cock, and I can feel he’s close to coming again.

“You belong to us, wife,” Beck claims as his thumb rubsacross the engorged head of his cock. “Inside and out.”

Cian curses as his head falls forward, and he stiffens. Heholds himself inside me, pouring himself deep. Beck comes in the same instantas his brother in a long arc flowing straight on my chest, marking me in aprimitive way. He comes between my breasts as Cian fills my pussy. I’m lost astheir dual pleasure floods my senses.

Cian falls to my other side with a happy laugh. He kisses methoroughly while Beck rubs his seed on my skin.

“I knew you were a pervert.” I practically purr under hishands. He’s everything I dreamed he could be.

He brings his cream-coated fingers to my lips. “You have noidea, wife. Open and taste.”

I comply with a smile. I created a monster, but he’s mymonster. And what a sexy monster he is.

Twenty minutes later, I settle against Beck’s chestin the soaking tub Susan Dellacourt sent as a wedding gift. It’s huge and mustbe kept behind the barn. I explained to the brothers that it’s called a hot tubon my plane, and they’re usually kept outside.