“Have it your way.” There was a sparkle in his eyes that I both didn’t trust and craved. He climbed off the bed and crouched beside me. “And don’t worry. A pair of forearm cuffs with your arms behind your back and you riding me is going on the list.”
A whine slipped out of me. “Fuck.”
“As you wish.”
Brooks disappeared from my sight. There were sounds, but I couldn’t identify them. One large hand landed on my thigh, pulling it toward the edge of the bed. I fought it.
Smack.
The inside of my thigh stung from the spanking. “You chose this, baby. You wanted to be put in your place. No point in resisting now.”
“Oh yeah?”
Some kind of strap wrapped around my upper thigh and tightened. This time when I pulled, it didn’t move.Ohhh. My ankle was free, but any leverage was gone. Moving the lower half of my leg was no different from a fish flopping on the shore. He trapped my otherthigh before I could try to pull away, anchoring my leg far to the other side.
Now I couldn’t move. Every limb was trapped, no matter how I struggled, and the temperature in the room went up ten degrees. Need burned beneath my skin. I was so fucking wet and he’d barely touched me. He would see it too. There was no hiding how aroused this made me.
Did I want to hide it?
I remembered the same thought coming to me at Element.
My brain said yes, because I was so used to hiding it. My heart said no, because I wanted this with them. Not that it mattered. He had me exactly where he wanted me. In my place. Open to be used.
Arousal soaked me from head to toe. I shook with it.
Something wrapped around my ankle and tightened. “There’s more?” The words were a sultry whisper. That was my voice? Holy fuck.
“You brought this on yourself, brat. You could have been good and let me fuck you. But you needed the lesson.” He immobilized my other leg and climbed back onto the bed. I could still see nothing, which made it so much better and so much worse.
He ran his hands over my thighs, emphasizing how open I was. “Did I make this pretty cunt weep for me?”
The softest touch made me whimper. I arched my hips, desperate, and somehow, even wetter. The warmth of his breath sent shivers over me before he softly kissed my clit. “Good girl.”
The words flooded my brain even though I knew he wasn’t talking tome,but my body. Complimenting my pussy on being wet for him.
“I’m going to eat your pussy for a while. Feel free to relax.” He chuckled. “As much as you can.”
And he devoured me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
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BROOKS
When I died, drowning in violets was the way I wanted to go.
Trinity was spread before me like a feast. Her breasts moved every time she panted, trying to move for some kind of control or friction. She would get neither.
While I had her tied up, it was the perfect time to explore and find what she liked. And whatIliked.
She tasted so fucking sweet, I would never get enough. I nibbled on her clit and took my time, licking and sucking slowly while cataloging every shudder and gasp my Omega made. The way she lifted her hips when I curled my tongue up beneath it. The way shemoanedwhen I pushed her hips back down.
Fuck me. We hadn’t even scratched the surface. Trinity wanted to give up control in ways we’d never imagined finding. It was fucking beautiful.
I sealed my mouth over her clit and moved my tongue as fast as I possibly could, becoming a human vibrator. Trinity couldn’t keep quiet. She groaned and wriggled and tried to get closer, but couldn’t. Every time she tried and failed, there was a burst of sweetness. I plunged my tongue deep into her cunt and licked it up—consumed her like my favorite fucking meal—before going back to vibrating her straight into pleasure.
“Yes, yes,yes.” She chanted the word as she got closer, thighs shaking, body writhing. I pulled back before she came. “Wait,no.”
