Bound (A Faery Story 1)

“Oh, fuck,” Cian laughed joyously. “You’re so tight.”

She was so full. She was full of them, and the connection came

completely open. Feelings and emotions, sensations and moods, they

were all open. They bridged through her, but the brothers could feel

each other. It was so much more than simply sensing each other’s

moods.

They could access each other’s strengths. Beck would always be

the warrior, but through Meg, he could access the softer side of

himself that was contained in Cian. Cian would always be the funny,

sweet one, but Beck would give him strength and confidence. They

were finally complete.

As they began to move, Meg found herself completely caught

between them. They set a rugged pace. Cian thrust in, and Beck

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retreated. Beck tunneled in, and Cian pulled out. Every second was a

new sensation. All the way she was overcome with their pleasure. The

hot, tight clasp of her body was a revelation for them. The dual

sensations of constant thrust and retreat lit up every nerve of her body.

She pushed and pulled, but there was no escaping the mounting

pleasure. It assaulted her body and soul.

Beck came first. Her little ass was too tight for him to last long.

He groaned as he ground himself into her. Her ass was flooded with

him. He bucked and fought to give her every ounce. The minute Beck

came, Cian followed. His big hands pulled her tight against him. He

swelled as he shot his cum straight toward her womb. Meg cried and

fought to prolong the feeling. It started in her pussy, but rapidly

moved along her skin until her entire body hummed with red-hot

sensation. She shook as she fell forward into Ci’s arms.

Beck fell to her side and rolled her body between theirs. She