Bound (A Faery Story 1)

Meg contained her smile. He wasn’t hiding from his nature

anymore. He’d made that plain this evening. Beck was true to his

word. He’d kept her close to him all night, kissing her, touching her

whenever it suited him to do so.

When one of the village men had requested a dance with his

queen, Beck had sent him such a dark look Meg was surprised the

poor man hadn’t peed himself. Meg had been forced to content herself

with dancing with Beck and Cian.

“You two are still dressed,” Meg pointed out, knowing it wouldn’t

do her any good.

“That can change,” Cian offered helpfully.

Beck just stared and sent his will outward.

Meg shook her head and pulled her clothes off. He would want

her naked as often as possible. It was his nature. He liked her

vulnerability and softness. He wanted her naked and draped across his

lap. She was glad all her time with Cian had gotten her comfortable

with her body.

“That’s better,” Beck commented as Meg climbed onto the bed

without a stitch of clothes.

Cian’s hands “slipped” and teased her soft pink parts as she settled

onto Beck’s lap.

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“Damn it, Ci,” Beck admonished his twin. “This is a serious

ceremony.”

“I’m completely serious about fucking our wife again,” Cian

replied.

Beck pulled Meg into his lap, and Cian leaned close, completely

encircling her. “I swear, brother, I have no idea how they consider

you to be the intellectual half of us. Your brain is constantly full of