“After this, we’re even. Completely.”
I pull back from his face and search his green eyes. He told me about his past, he apologized, and he was there when I needed him, but this physical act signifies us starting anew.
I was his prisoner, and now he’s mine. Not that I won’t use my kidnapping to get my way when I need to.
“Do your worst, baby,” Finn challenges, a slow smirk over his scarred lip.
My hands grip the bottom of my dress as I throw it over my head, leaving my bra on. It’s nearly see-through anyway, as Lorcán comes behind me. He positions me so that my knees are against the chair, and my hands are clutching against Finn’s thighs for support as he slowly enters me.
I keep eye contact with Finn while his half-brother fucks me.
“I don’t see how this is a punishment.”
“How long can you watch, Finn?” I taunt, panting as Lorcán grabs my hips and thrusts into me harder, stretching my cunt with his thick cock. “How long can you stand to watch me get fucked, my scent wrapped around you, making your knot swell?”
He tugs against his restraints.
Declan fists his cock at the base, holding it out of his pants. Finn curses about the proximity of it near his face as I take Declan deep into my mouth.
“Fuck, your lips feel so good wrapped around my cock. How much can you take?”
I moan around his length as Lorcán fucks me, his knot teasing me with each thrust as I swallow Declan down.
Drool is pooling at the side of my lips as I take more and more of my Beta. Finn’s eyes flick between my lips and where Lorcán is fucking me from behind. He doesn’t speak, and it irritates me. I need him mindless.
I press my head back, Declan’s cock springing free from my lips, and Lorcán’s hand stills on my hip as he pulls out.
“Poor Cillian, I wouldn’t want you to be left out,” I say, and he smirks at me, then at his brother. I’m not sure that Cillian usually has the advantage over his twin, but he does right now.
Finn is trying to compose himself, but all I want to do is break it.
I shift my body in the chair so that I’m sitting reverse cowgirl on Finn’s lap. My slick coating his pants. His hard cock is pressed against my seam as Cillian straddles the chair so I can suck him off.
Finn’s hips buck against my ass, and I groan in approval as Cillian sinks between my lips.
I hold eye contact with him, and he doesn’t look away either. Right now, Finn doesn’t exist, and I can guarantee he hates that feeling.
“Such a good Omega for yourbonded Alpha,” he nearly purrs. “You take my cock so well,mo stór.”
I moan around his length, and Finn thrusts his hips against me as much as he can with the restraints, anyway.
“Can your lips reach my knot?” Cillian asks.
I swallow him deep down my throat, never looking away from his eyes as my lips wrap around him, kissing his knot.
“Good Omega. My Omega,” he pants, knowing it will piss Finn off.
“Alright, you’ve proven your point,” Finn says behind me while Cillian smirks down at me.
I bounce my ass, knowing he’s watching as I continue licking and sucking on his twin brother’s dick.
No way am I caving that early.
I fist Cillian’s knot, my tongue sliding around the shaft and sucking on the head, making him groan.
“I want to come in your pussy,” he grates out.
He holds out his hand to help me off of Finn’s lap and picks me up by the waist to put me on the sex swing. The chains clash together as it fully supports my weight.
