Bound (A Faery Story 1)

The emotion swept over Meg, making her eyes water. She’d never felt

so desired as she did when the connection was open and his heart was

pouring into hers.

He was pumping into her, and he was close, so close, to giving her

what she desired. Meg’s finger picked up the pace. She plunged two

and then three fingers inside her cunt and knew they didn’t match

what Cian could give her. She spread her legs as far as she could and

curled her fingers up while she pushed the pad of her thumb

forcefully at her clit and then…

Relief, blessed, sweet pleasure as Cian came. His cum spurted up

onto his belly, but he didn’t care. She knew in his mind it was her

pussy he was flooding. He pumped and pumped, the feeling all the

more exquisite because it was shared. Just as she thought she couldn’t

take another moment of his orgasm, her own hit. It bloomed from her

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center, spreading out like a rushing wave across her body. Meg felt

Cian’s surprise as he came again.

It was like the best phone sex ever, and she giggled as she laid

back and tried to catch her breath. A happy languor radiated across

her body. That had been so much more than playful sex. Cian’s

emotions had invaded her as surely as his fantasies had. He’d been

open and honest, and Meg knew there would be no recriminations

from this half of the man. She couldn’t stop the smile that spread

across her face. The happiness she felt was coming from Cian, too. He

was happy. He was well-satisfied, and it wasn’t all physical for him.

He was coming. And not in a sexual sense. She could sense him

physically approaching.

He threw the door open and tossed himself on the bed next to her.

He hadn’t put on his clothes. She should be hurrying to get away. She