He would lick them at first. His tongue would curl around the
nipple just before he let her feel the edge of his teeth there. He would
bite down lightly, never crossing the line between pleasure and pain.
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He would bite just enough to make the nip
ple flare with arousal. He
would pop the nipple in his mouth and lave it with affection. Then,
because this was her fantasy, she brought Beck in to suck on the other
one.
In her fantasy, Beck didn’t deny her anything. He took her breasts
because they belonged to him.
In her mind, she saw two dark heads bent over her breasts
suckling. She would hold their heads to her breast, her hand sinking
into the silky darkness of their hair. Their hands were everywhere.
She felt Cian pick up the pace. His hand was pumping firmly
around his cock. She couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her
face. He was definitely getting the picture. It was time to move on.
Fantasy Cian began to kiss down her belly. He licked and kissed
his way south as Beck nuzzled her throat. In her fantasy, she was
suddenly tied tightly to the bed. Beck’s hand collared her throat. He
told her everything he intended to do to her in a honey-dark voice that
left no room for disobedience. He and Cian had plans for their little
wife. Cian was going to eat her pussy. Beck would play with her
breasts, and after she had come, they would have their pleasure. Beck
wanted her mouth. Cian would plunge that hard cock into her pussy.
She would be helpless to do anything but feel them. They could do
anything they wanted to her, and she would have no defense.
She didn’t need one. They were her lovers, her husbands.
She felt Cian’s deep approval at the image. Her fantasy had