Page 93 of Our Little Dove

I make my way back inside the house after Molly and Joel drove off. Closing the door behind me, I return to the living room.

“So,” Kieran says, his voice low and husky as I take a seat on the couch. “Where do we start?”

I take a deep breath before answering. “I think we should get some sleep and spend some time together before we start making content for Hush,” I say sleepily. “You are welcome to stay over, of course.”

Fintan nods in agreement, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Sounds good, but I don’t think we’ll be getting shut eye anytime soon,” he says with a wicked grin as he stands.

Kieran looks at me intently, his green eyes filled with anticipation when he follows Fintan’s lead. “Agreed, I think we need to relieve some stress, don’t you agree, little Dove?” he asks in a deep tone that gives me butterflies.

“Not a bad idea, pets,” I purr, batting my lashes with a dangerous smirk as I eye both of them from head to toe. I feel my tiredness fading as heat settles between my legs at their suggestion. “I think you boys could use some practice before we make any content.”

“Practice?” Fintan asks with a raised brow as he crosses his arms as if already disagreeing with me, and I giggle. Kieran remains silent but I don’t miss the flicker of intrigue flashing in his eyes.

“I will be in full control. Let me show you how good it feels when you submit and have no need to make decisions. Will you be good boys for me?”

Kieran nods his agreement, but I still sense reluctance while Fintan outright refuses. “No. I don’t submit, Alex. I’ve told youthat. And besides, we need the content to be as authentic as possible. Fight and all,” he growls.

My body tingles with anticipation as I look at him, determined to break down those walls and defenses.

“Alright then,” I say, my voice like velvet as I straighten off my seat and slowly walk towards Fintan, a smirk playing on my lips. Placing my hands on his chest, I stand on my tiptoes, so I amnearlylevel with him. “If you insist on being so stubborn, I’ll find another way,” I purr against his lips before licking over them.

His eyes flash with hunger and darkness as I lower myself back down and retreat toward Kieran with a wicked smile.

Kieran steps closer to me, his eyes locked onto mine as he reaches out a hand to touch my cheek gently. “You’ll submit or you don’t get to touch us,” I say in a breathy tone before pulling Kieran down into a searing kiss that takes my breath away.

His tongue dances with mine as he runs his hands through my hair, sending shivers down my spine. Suddenly, he breaks the kiss and looks at Fintan with mischief in those emerald eyes of his. “Do you really just want to watch?”

“It won’t work, little Dove. One of you will be begging for my touch before I get hard enough to rub one out myself,” Fintan chuckles but there is no amusement in his tone.

“On the couch,” I demand, and Kieran does as he is told like agood pet. Fintan scoffs but doesn’t resist when Kieran grabs him by the wrist and pulls him towards the couch until they are both seated and facing me.

I stand confidently before them as I start taking my clothes off slowly. Their eyes are fixed on every movement I make until I am wearing nothing but black lace underwear and my combat boots.

“Let’s see about that, pet,” I muse, lifting my foot and resting it between his legs while he glares at me. I apply slight pressure and he groans instantly.

“Kai, I want you to kiss my boot,” I order. “If you get hard with his mouth so close to your cock, I win, and you’ll submit. Deal?” I say, my lips turning up as I watch Fintan closely.

“You’re playing with fire,” Fintan groans as his counterpart leans over with a naughty smile and does as he is told. “Good boy,” I praise as he kisses my shoe from the ankle down to the toe while maintaining eye contact.

Fuck, this is hot. Fintan is so going to break. He won’t last.

A low groan rumbles from Fintan’s chest as I apply more pressure. “Aww, are you getting hard for us, bad boy?” I tease but he remains silent as he watches Kieran’s movements.

Fintan is flustered, he tries hard to hide his reaction, but it’s impossible. His cock hardens under the pressure of my boot, and I snort in amusement. “Seems like you’re not as strong as you thought you were, pet,” I say, leaning closer to whisper in his ear while most of my weight is pressed against his deliciously hard cock. “But don’t worry, we’ll help you relax.”

I lift my foot from his crotch and smile sweetly at him before I get on my knees between his legs. I glance over at Kieran. “Now, I want you kneeling behind me,” I order softly, my voice like silk. He obeys immediately. Kieran settles himself on his knees behind me and kisses his way up the outside of my thigh until he reaches the hem of my lace underwear.

With a devilish grin and my eyes fixed on Fintan’s, I push them down slowly, inch by tantalizing inch, revealing myself to Kieran.

“Taste me,” I demand, and Kieran does as he’s told. His tongue darts out as he starts to feast on my pussy, tasting me as Fintan watches with darkened eyes full of lust while I tease him through the fabric of his pants. “Fuck, that’s it, pet. Your tongue feels amazing,” I moan.

Suddenly, Kieran’s mouth is gone and I hear him shift. Fintan’s eyes glimmer as he watches Kieran turn his back to usand lowers himself onto his back before he moves between my thighs. Before I can turn to see what he is doing, he grabs my hips and pulls me down to sit on his face. His tongue flicks against my clit and I nearly choke on my moan as Fintan grabs me by the throat.

I take his defiance as a challenge and mimic his move by grabbing his throat and digging my nails into his flesh with a warning glare, but I can’t deny the pressure and lack of oxygen feels amazing.

With my free hand, I undo his pants and wiggle it down his thighs until his decorated cock springs free. The piercings glint in the light and I grab his length with the same pressure I have on his throat.

He lets me go and growls in ecstasy as I trail my piercing over each of his before sucking on the tip and releasing him with a satisfying pop. “Be a good little pet and fuck my mouth,” I breathe against his hardness.

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