Page 82 of Stolen

Her breathing went ragged. Her chest lifted, her perfect tits rising and falling.

I grabbed her pussy hair and tugged. “Would you like to be bare for me, my queen?”

She made a high-pitched, strangled sound. On the bed, Laurent pumped his glistening dick.

“I think maybe you do,” I murmured, licking the curve of her ear. “And I think maybe you want to leave your drawers in your armoire from now on. I think you’d like it very much if you wore nothing under your skirts. And when I’m done training my men and I pass you in the corridor, I’ll shove you against a wall and order you to lift your gown.”

She sobbed. Her hips jerked, seeking more of my finger. I gave it to her, rubbing her clit faster. She was dripping wet, the smacking sound of her juices loud in the room.

“And you’ll raise your skirts and show me your bald little pussy, because I fucking ordered you to.”

She came on a wild cry, her pussy spasming against my cream-coated fingers. Pink nipples jutted from her heaving breasts. She was ripe for fucking, and I was done waiting to get inside her.

While she was still trembling, I picked her up and settled her over Laurent. He grabbed her thighs and guided her into place. Gripped his dick and dragged the leaking head up her cleft. Our gazes met, and I pressed Given down as he thrust up, spearing her pink folds.

She screamed again, coming all over his dick. They were gorgeous together, their bodies exquisite. Possessiveness sank its claws deep, the ferocity of it surprising me. I’d always felt that way toward Laurent. Sometimes, my need to own him scared me a little. I never expected to feel the same about anyone else, especially a female. Perhaps it stemmed from my failings with my mother and sister, but I’d always shied away from women. Men were easier. Stronger. They didn’t need my protection. I could fuck them without worrying about breaking them.

I worried about breaking Given, too, but I was a lost cause for her—probably from the moment she’d lifted her chin as we faced off across the Bleak Pass. And then she’d lifted it again when she stared Midian down and saved my life.

Yeah, I was a lost cause for Given of Nor Doru, the same as I was for Laurent.

He rocked his hips up, bouncing her on his dick as he squeezed her hips. “Any time you’re ready, baby,” he told me.

Oh, I was ready.

My balls ached as I climbed behind them. Laurent pulled his knees up and squirmed backward, propping himself on the pillows. “You want another cock, princess?” he asked his wife. “Yeah, you do. That’s my good girl. Ride my dick, sweetheart.”

She whimpered and bounced harder, her pussy smacking as he drove into her.

I drizzled more oil on my shaft. Then I crowded behind her and pushed her down with a hand on her shoulder.

She moaned, and I knew the position meant Laurent’s dick was rubbing hard against her clit. I dumped the rest of the oil on my fingers and stroked down her cleft. Her moans grew louder as I pushed a finger inside her. She was open from Laurent’s mouth, but not yet ready for me, so I worked another finger inside.

“Bear down,” I told her. “Push your ass onto me.”

“Like you’re trying to push him out,” Laurent said against her temple.

I gave him a look. “As if you ever do that.” He loved to be fucked, and he wasn’t shy about it. I wasn’t sure he had any boundaries at all.

He tangled his newly healed hand in Given’s hair and kissed her, his black-stubbled jaw worked as he swiped his tongue over hers.

I watched them, enraptured as I pushed a third finger into Given’s ass. My dick was so hard it was almost numb, and the sight of her pretty pink hole opening wide around me wasn’t helping. Her rim stretched, the tight ring of muscle relaxing.

“Mmph!” she squealed against Laurent’s lips. She thrust her ass up, fucking her hole on my fingers as she bounced her pussy on Laurent’s dick.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I withdrew my fingers, gripped my shaft, and pushed my cockhead into her ass.

Immediately, Laurent slowed his thrusts. As she moaned between us, I leaned forward and kissed him. I sensed her turn her head, and I deepened the kiss because I knew she liked watching. As I sucked at Laurent’s tongue, I thrust deeper into her ass.

“Varick,” she groaned, stretching my name out.

I gave her another inch, feeling Laurent inside her. Feeling her tight little asshole gripping my cock. It was too much. Too perfect. Suddenly, I couldn’t catch my breath. I pulled my mouth from Laurent’s as bright spots danced in my vision, my body overloading on raw pleasure. If this was the way it was going to be all the time, I might not survive it. But I’d die a happy male.

Laurent’s lips brushed mine. He hand found mine and squeezed. “All right, baby?”

“Yeah,” I grunted. I pulled Given’s hair aside and kissed her sweaty neck. “How about you, halfling? Do you need me to stop?”

She looked at me over her shoulder. “Don’t you dare.”

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