Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 71148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Darius swats me twice, once on my stomach, closer to my breasts, and another on my inner thigh which stings, but arousal pools between my legs. He continues with another two, and another, until I’m whimpering, and my pussy is dripping with desire.
“You look so pretty, little one,” Darius says in a husky tone as he steps closer, pressing his lips against my smooth skin causing goose bumps to rise in the wake of warmth of his mouth. His tongue darts out as he licks at the now reddened patch of flesh, and the smirk that curls his lips makes me shiver. “Taste so good too,” he murmurs against my trembling body.
I’m needy. I’m wet. And I want so much fucking more.
When he steps back, I shiver from the cold. I’m dotted in goose bumps when Lycan moves toward me, his hand trailing over my shoulders, sending warmth and shivers through me at the same time. The tender touch of this fingertips feather along my arms, and when he reaches my hips, he grips them tight. Pain trickles through me, but my arousal pools between my legs, and when Lycan’s fingers dip into my core, he grins.
“Little Red is soaked,” he murmurs as Darius steps closer to us, his body cocooning me from the left while Lycan stands on my right. Two fingers still inside me, he leans closer to trail the tip of his tongue over my neck, up to my cheek. “Your cunt is needy, baby girl,” he tells me with a rough tone that skitters over my flesh.
“Please, Lycan,” I moan as he crooks his fingers inside me, rubbing that spot that has sparks shooting through my veins, as if I were plugged into an electric current. I shake, my limbs trembling in their bindings with every tease and taunt of my husband’s fingers.
Warm lips clasp around one of my hardened nipples and I cry out as pleasure takes hold of me. Darius sucks the bud into his warm mouth. Suddenly, a harsh slap contacts with my other breast as pleasure and pain mingle together in an erotic mixture sending me soaring. Another slap and another sting of my flesh, my tit bouncing with every attack, and my head falls back against the wood.
Teeth graze against my sensitive peak, and I soak Lycan’s fingers and hand as my orgasm rips through me like a tidal wave and I cry out Lycan’s name. My legs shake, my arms tremble, and I’m sure if I wasn’t bound, I would have fallen over.
“Bad girl,” Lycan grits as he kisses my lips, his teeth tugging the lower one harshly as he pulls his fingers from my pussy. “We didn’t give you permission to come.” Desire and danger glint in his green eyes, and I’m sure I’m in big trouble now.
Lycan leaves me whimpering as he heads for a chest of drawers. He pulls open the top drawer and I watch as he finds what he’s looking for. He’s about to torture me, I’m sure of it. Darius grins when he sees the vibrator in his brother’s hand, and he moves to my breasts, sucking my nipples until they’re aching.
He taunts and teases, slapping my chest with swats that have pleasure and pain heating my blood with desire. Lust warms my belly, and it feels like lava when Darius slaps my pussy once, twice, three times before I feel myself nearing the edge once more. But he knows he can read my body, and he steps back just before I leap over and find another release which I’m craving.
“If you come again without permission, you’ll be punished,” Lycan warns with a small smile on his lips, and I’m sure he wants to me to break the rules. He craves it just like I do.
Darius chuckles. “I think she likes to be punished.” He grabs the crop while Lycan flicks on the vibrator which I realize is a magic wand and presses it to my throbbing clit. A cry of pure euphoria is ripped from my throat as the sensations send me soaring into an abyss of light and warmth.
He doesn’t relent though. He keeps the wand on my core, teasing it up and down my slit until I’m crying. Tears stream down my cheeks, and I watch both men as Darius uses the crop on my stomach, breasts, and my inner thighs.
My brain is a mesh of pained pleasure. My mouth parted with gasps of pleas as they tumble free. I want more, but I can’t take anymore. How is this real?
They don’t relent until I’m practically hanging from the cuffs at my wrists. When I’m finally free of the vibrating tingles at my pussy, I open my eyes to find those of the wolf staring at me.
“Such a pretty girl,” he tells me. “My wife is perfect.” The smile on his face is bright, nothing like I’ve ever seen before. Lycan and Darius slowly remove the cuffs from my wrists, and I stumble into Lycan’s arms, and he holds me to his naked chest.