Bound (A Faery Story 1)

“I want my own,” he explained. “I shielded from you because I’m

not done yet. You’re not getting off that easy.”

He drove into her soft body, bending her over to drive in all the

way to his balls.

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Meg would have complained that she was too sore for such rough

use, but she felt Cian’s joy in his possession.

“Fuck, Ci,” Beck swore. He was stroking himself in short, tight

strokes. “Finish her. I can’t take much more.”

Cian drove into her, pounding away at her pussy. Meg was

helpless to do anything but feel his pleasure. Her hands sought

something to hold on to, and suddenly Beck was there. He lay down

on the floor beside her and kissed her forehead, cheeks, and lips. His

tongue tangled with hers as Cian thrust deeply into her. Beck’s hands

found her nipples, pinching them gently.

“These are ours,” he said, his stormy gray eyes holding hers. “Say

it.”

“They’re yours,” Meg replied, because it was nothing less than the

truth. She belonged to them. “Yours and Ci’s.”

Beck looked entirely pleased with her declaration. He got to his

knees over her and spread her top so her breasts were completely

open to him. He stroked his cock, and Meg could tell he was close to

coming once more.

“You belong to us, wife,” Beck claimed as his thumb rubbed

across the engorged head of his cock. “Inside and out.”

Cian cursed as his head fell forward, and he stiffened. He held

himself inside her, pouring his cum deep into her soft body. Beck

came in the same instant as his brother in a long arc flowing straight

on her chest, marking her in a primitive way. He pumped his cum