Bound (A Faery Story 1)

“Tell me you want me,” he ordered in a rough voice.

Her body tightened at the masculine will in his voice. “I want you.

Please.”

“Yes, wife, I will please you,” he promised as he disappeared

under the blankets. He forced her legs apart, spreading her and

placing himself between her thighs.

When his tongue replaced his fingers on her clit, Meg fought not

to scream. His tongue slid all over her pussy, lapping and sucking and

nibbling. He ate her like he was enjoying a rich dessert. She held her

hands tight over her head and pretended he’d tied her ankles down,

too. She imagined she was completely at his mercy, and he had none.

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He licked from her clit to her slit then plunged his tongue in there. He

moaned as though he loved her taste and couldn’t get enough of her.

He fucked her with his tongue. Meg pressed against him as he firmly

stroked her clit with his thumb. She went flying, keeping her mind

open so that she knew he felt her orgasm.

He reared up, the blanket he’d pulled over them falling to the side.

He got on his knees and purposefully slid his cock over her soaking

pussy, moistening it. He pulled down on her hips, slamming her onto

his pulsating cock.

Meg nearly screamed. It felt so good to be impaled on him.

Nothing in her life felt as good as Beck ramming his cock into her

cunt. He looked down at her with stark eyes. His face was savage in

the fire’s glow, and though she had just come, she felt it build again

as he pounded into her.

He was so big inside her, she felt like she might split in two, but it

was a good pain. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to

tempt him deeper. She hadn’t taken all of him yet. He stared down at