Page 15 of Our Little Dove

“So pretty, so delicate. Fintan will have you screaming, little Dove, and I’ll be right here to help him break you. Fuck you until you’re begging us to stop,” I growl in her ear, and she shudders at my words.

I lock my eyes on Fintan, following his every move as he clicks on one of the floor lamps and dims the brightness before stepping closer with his favorite knife. He leans down and swiftly makes a small cut on Alex’s juicy thigh.

You brave idiot. Fucking pick one! The goddamn lamp or the mask? Not both! We can’t let her see our faces.

She cries out a startled yelp from behind the gag, turning her head towards the sound of Fintan’s throaty chuckle. Thankfully, he turned before she could get a good look at his face.

Steadying my breaths, I grab her throat, squeezing tighter as I lean closer. “Keep your eyes on mine, little Dove,” I order in an intimidating tone. “I want to see you squirm—to see you writhe—to watch your eyes dim as you accept your fate.”

Her doe-eyes dart all over the dim room instead of doing what she’s told. I grip her jaw, forcing her eyes on mine while I feel every inch of her body with my free hand.

“Obedience will make this easier for you, doll,” I declare.

Aww, is our little Dove getting wet? She’s covered in goosebumps. How cute.

She trembles beneath my touch and the visual of her breasts rising and falling with each heavy breath makes me so fucking hard. I release her throat and let my hands explore the curves of her figure with a roughness that elicits a breathy involuntary, muffled moan to slip from her lips as her eyes close.

Chuckling as I watch her reactions, I move my hand between her trembling legs and stroke her soaking wet pussy.

I knew it. She loves this. Our sick little doll loves to be played with.

She gasps into the gag, surprised at the sudden contact, and squirms under my demanding touch. I notice her nipples harden beneath the thin fabric of her dress.

Fuck, I need them between my teeth.

“Pretty little Dove… So naughty, not wearing a bra under this thin, skimpy little dress,” I whisper against her chest before moving my covered mouth over her barely clad breasts. Teasing her nipple through the layers of material before lifting my mask just enough to take the fabric of her dress between my teeth and ripping it from her body.

Alex lets out a high-pitched gasp as I tear the fabric, and I feel myself being pulled deeper into this lustful haze swirling around the three of us.

That fucking sound is music to my ears.

She whines and squirms, looking around the room as if searching for her delusional escape. With my mask still exposing the lower half of my face, a chuckle rumbles from within me as I move my lips over her soft skin, kissing her neck and chest, licking and teasing her with a hungry, sinful tongue.

I could sink my teeth into her tender flesh and consume all of her. Fuuuck… My own depravity is intensified by all the bullshit I’ve been holding onto.

Fuck this!

Tonight, I let go of it all.

Saturday, 2:58 AM

I watch Kieran, mesmerized as he tastes and bites at her skin while she quivers shamelessly in his hold. I love seeing him getting lost in the moment.

Fuck, I need a taste, right fucking now.

Twirling the blade in my hand, I pull my mask back on, but only halfway like Kieran’s, and the anticipation boils over as I step closer. I watch her pretty face as she turns her attention to me as I move closer to them and kneel on the bed next to her.

Kieran focuses on her beautiful tits and teases her mercilessly while I practically buzz with the need to taste everything she has to offer.

Biting my lower lip, I grip her thighs and force them apart for me. She whimpers as I lean down and slide my tongue from her thigh, licking upward slowly, leaving a wet trail of saliva across her fair skin that makes her shiver.

A deep, primal groan vibrates from my throat as my tongue meets the cut on her thigh and she flinches. The copper taste drives me wild as I lick the length of it. “The thought of yourblood all over me makes me so fucking hard,” I breathe against her slick flesh.

I glance up at her face and watch her pretty eyes widen as I slip two fingers inside her. “Fuck, you’re so wet. Such a good, pretty plaything. When I untie you, spread your legs and get those knees up so I can taste that sinful little cunt,” I murmur, breathing in the scent of her arousal before sitting up.

Untying her ankles before I kiss my way up her legs, I grip her thighs and force her delicious legs further apart. I rip my mask from my face completely, confident that buried between her legs, she won’t see my face in the dim light.

She whimpers as I ghost my warm breath against her eager pussy. “You’re so fucking lucky, little Dove,” I growl against her cunt, nipping her clit with my teeth before getting a proper taste.

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