“I’m going to give you what you need to come, but you have to promise me you’ll be good, naughty Strawberry,” he warned. “Keep your hands above the waist and off that weeping pit of yers.”
A shame like none I’d ever experienced washed over me at his warning. All my life, I’d been derided for being a bad Wölfennite. I’d been called odd-smelling… gluttonous… a jezebel.
But this shame was different. It made the fire inside me swell, as if he’d added gasoline.
Good shame or bad shame?Tadhg’s knowing voice asked inside my head.
Good shame,my mind answered. Before I promised Tadhg on a pant, “I’ll be good, please, please…”
Pleasewas the magic word this time. Tadhg’s hand found the place directly above my secret button, and I cried out, my eyes fluttering closed as my head fell back against his shoulder.
“No closing yer eyes, Strawberry. Ye’re meant to guide me, aren’t ye? Watch. And tell me how ye like this. Soft or harder?”
He applied more pressure to illustrate his point.
“I don’t know! I don’t know!”
My mind was coming apart under his touch and Cian’s ministrations.
“Oh goodness, it all feels so good. I don’t know.”
“Look at what I’m doing to ye, then, so you can give me yer feedback. Tell me how I’m doing,” Tadhg commanded.
I looked.
And I didn’t tell him.
Because as soon as I saw his giant hand rubbing circles over my secret spot while Cian’s head undulated between the legs strung over his shoulders, his tongue twisting inside me…
The world…
The world…
It exploded.
DECLAN
On the digital wall, she came with a scream, her heels kicking into the Shadow King’s ink-covered back.
And I went off like a rocket in response, grunting as ropes of cum shot out of me.
Still, I couldn’t look away.
I watched her screams collapse into moans, then gasps of “too much, too much…” as she pushed at the Shadow King’s shoulders.
The Shadow King immediately reared back, swaying like a drunk man as he walked out of frame.
“Where’s he going?” Sadie asked, worry edged into her formerly blissful expression. “Is he upset?”
“No, Strawberry, the opposite.” Tadhg’s hands returned to her breasts, lightly fondling them. “Overcome. He’ll need a moment by himself in the loo.”
“Oh…”
And then, to my shock, her glassy eyes found mine as she stared straight at me.
“Was that good?” she asked Tadhg, her voice soft and shy. “Do you think the High King liked it?”
“Aw, Strawberry, I know he did.” Tadhg turned her in his cradle hold. “And we’ve only just begun the survey.”
