Page 103 of Our Little Dove

I am not giving Fintan what he wants. This ismygame, and if he is not willing to play, he’ll have no choice but to watch until he gives up his control.

I reach Alex and immediately unhook the cuffs from the wall, jerking her against me with the chain that links her wrists. The soft sound she makes has my heart racing faster.

“Stay on the floor and don’t move a fucking muscle,” I order Fintan while snaking my fingers into Alex’s soft, bi-colored hair. A quick tug on the strands at her nape has her craning her neck and those beautiful, hazel eyes find mine.

To my surprise, I don’t hear Fintan move. Alex’s lashes flutter and her breathing is causing her tits to brush against my chest, making me rock hard again.

“Tell me what you want, Kieran,” she whispers. With my hand still fisting her hair, I lead her toward the chairs near the table and sit her down in the closest one.

“Call me sir,” I order; one side of my mouth tilts up as I kick her legs wide open for me. I leave her like that, her already glistening pussy on full display before I saunter over to the wall of toys and restraints again, grabbing her gas mask from that day off the hook next to the leather whip she used to get herself off while watching us.

“Yes… sir,” she whispers in an excited but shaky breath. Pulling the mask on, I turn away from her. She lets out the cutest impatient whimper.

Aww, don’t worry little Dove. I’m far from finished with you.

I stride toward Fintan, who, like agood boy, remains on the floor like I instructed. Flashing him a wink through the round, glass-covered eyes of the mask, I lean down and shuffle through the pockets of his discarded jeans.

I am not the one with the blood kink, but fear is another story. Fintan’s knife is always on him, and I intend to use his favorite toy to do whatever I please.

My fear kink surfaced during the first time we usedkinkactors.comto get a kinky and willing girl for our content on Hush. She did not know I was filming everything we did, and she was happy thinking I was doing my job of fulfilling her fantasy. Fintan and I made separate videos back then.

My kink was confusing at first and I thought there had to be something seriously wrong with me. It didn’t matter if it was my fear or that of whoever I was fucking on tape.

That was easier to accept about myself than admitting that I have been in love with Fintan since we were kids.

Shaking thoughts of the past from my head, I twirl the knife in my fingers as I return to Alex, who is practically writhing on her seat.

Fintan groans behind me, and as soon as I dip my fingers between her thighs and lift my other hand to hold the knife near her throat, I hear him defy my instructions.

I squeak out a louder-than-intended yelp as Kieran holds a knife to my neck and his fingers brush my clit in a torturously slow movement. The sight of him in a mask again,my mask,has me so fucking wet and ready for this, I should be ashamed.

I am not.

Then another sound slips from my mouth as Fintan appears from behind Kieran with an indescribable look on his face. His white hair hangs halfway over his eyes in messy strands, making him look deliciously dangerous.

“Did I tell you to get up?” Kieran growls, his voice sounding deeper and slightly muffled by the mask.

“Did you think I would just do whatever you say because you said so? You have my knife in your hand and your fingers betweenourDove’s thighs. You seriously expect me to stay on the floor while your back is turned to me and you have all the fun?” Fintan growls back. His voice is clearer than his masked counterpart’s and not as low and gravelly.

Fintan looks angry, hurt even as he stands there. His fists balled at his sides.

Kieran snorts out a laugh and just as Fintan grabs the collar of his shirt to say something else, as soon as his mouth opens, Kieran moves swiftly, pulling his fingers from my pussy and pushes them into Fintan’s mouth.

His eyes are wide, but a deep groan bubbles from him as his lips close over Kieran’s digits. The sight has me panting as if I am a bitch in heat.

If I didn’t know any better, it looks like these two are either about to have an insane frenzied fuck right in front of me or there will be a bloodbath.

My wrists are still cuffed and Fintan’s knife is still resting against my skin as I blink wildly at the scene unfolding before me.

Fuck, this is so hot and absolutely insane.

While I am practically soaking my seat and basking in the intense sexual tension thickly floating around us, I am not entirely convinced that I won’t find myself cleaning blood off the floor later.

Kieran’s expression is obscured by the mask, but Fintan has a murderous golden glint in his eyes as he stares into the two round holes of the mask.

“Submit, and you can join in on the fun,” Kieran teases as he pulls his fingers from Fintan’s mouth. Fintan stands motionlessfor a moment, thinking it over, but his expression hasn’t changed.

“God, can one of you undo these so I can help myself?” I mewl, holding out my cuffed wrists when they look at me.

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