I nod. “Play with me.”
Chuckling, he keeps me facing Ferrok and starts to peel off my clothes.
The rules of the game aren’t difficult to guess when Mooralan keeps me well out of Ferrok’s reach.
Whispering in my ear while he takes his own clothes off, Mooralan says, “He’s ours. I think we should remind him of all the things he would have lost if he’d actually left us.”
I nod as his hands sweep over me, making me shiver.
He sits on my sofa, lifting me into his lap, and placing my legs on the outside of his.
When he spreads his legs, he spreads mine too, and Ferrok has a perfect view.
He curses and shifts, and I fight the urge to squirm when his fingers trail over my pussy.
Ferrok isn’t the only one he wants to tease.
All eight of his hands move over me, positioning me where he wants me, and one of them slips over my mouth, holding tight.
“Look at our prince. He sits there so patiently, just waiting for us to give him permission to come join us.”
With his hand over my mouth, I can’t give that permission… which I suppose is the point.
Mooralan’s fingers slide over me, spread me, and tease at my entrance.
Ferrok watches us, and I couldn’t look away from him if I wanted to. Mooralan’s hand holds my face exactly where he wants me.
I’m not certain thisisn’ta punishment for me too.
“Do you want to come play with her?” Mooralan asks him.
He nods, but when he starts to stand, one of Mooralan’s hands shoots out, wagging a finger at him. “I didn’t say you could. I asked if you wanted to.”
“Yes,” he says, swallowing. “I want to come play with you both.
“You can wait.”
And he makes him.
He toys with me mercilessly.
I moan and writhe as he works his magic.
My body twitches in his arms as the orgasm hits me, and he holds me tight while we both watch Ferrok.
“He’s such a good prince, isn’t he? Should we let him play along before he ruins the furniture?”
I don’t know if he means tearing holes in the arms of the chair he’s gripping so tight, or getting cum on the fabric.
I don’t care.
Nodding, I move my face until he lets me speak. “He’s the best prince. And he deserves a reward.”
CHAPTER 2
Icurl my tongue around Ferrok’s clitball while he nips his way up my body.
His reward started with a command to bring me to the bed, which he obeyed perfectly… aside from one unsanctioned bite to my neck.
