Bound (A Faery Story 1)

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Cian grinned. “You were shielding, weren’t you, brother? The

minute your dick got hard, those walls came down. You can’t hide

from me when you’re that aroused.”

“You could have said something,” Meg hissed at Cian. She

sounded pissed, but her hands came down on his shoulders. She

glared at Beck. “I’m sure you’re here to lecture me about how to

behave.”

“I was enjoying the show,” Beck said evenly.

He wanted to go and rip her away from his brother, whose hand

had come up to play with hers. It seemed to be an unconscious act

between two people who were very comfortable touching each other.

“Well, I was acting like a whore, so you shouldn’t be surprised,”

she said, bitterness evident in every aspect of her being.

“No, my lover,” Cian corrected. “Tonight was schoolgirl night.

Last night was whore night.” He leaned toward his brother. “She was

brand new to her profession. I had to teach her everything she needed

to know.”

Beck ignored his brother, though he knew the scenario well. He

focused on his wife. He had a lot of damage to undo. “You were a

very sexy schoolgirl, Meg.” He smiled as she flushed. “I like the

pigtails.”

He did. He thought about all the ways he could grip them while he

fucked into her. He took a deep breath. Tossing her over his shoulder

and forcing her to the bedroom wouldn’t help his case right now.

There was an uncomfortable silence that Cian moved to fill. He

stood and walked to his brother, giving him a manly hug. “It’s good to

see you, brother.”