Did it again.
Luca leaned down, mouth brushing the underside of her jaw.
“Look at you—shaking on Daddy’s fingers, soaking his hand, and all you’re doing istakingit.”
“Can you feel it?” I asked, curling again. “Right here?That ache?That’s where welivenow.”
Her knees slide wider apart—her body surrendering fully to the rhythm I set.
“Don’t move,” I ordered, my free hand slapping the inside of her thigh. “Keep your legs open,or I’ll tie them that way.”
Her breath hitched.
Luca smirked. “Maybe we should anyway.”
“I think shewantsit,” I said. “Wants us to hold her open and take our time. Edge her again and again until she’s crying for us.”
She gasped when I pulled my fingers out suddenly—only to press them to her lips.
“Open.”
She obeyed, and I pushed my fingers into her mouth. “Suck.”
She did—tongue slow, moaning around them like she liked thetaste of herself.And that nearly finished me. It took all my control, to not come just from seeing her like this.
I swallowed hard.
“You’re going to cry for us next,” I told her. “Not frompain. Frompleasure.From the way we pull every sound out of your body until you don’t know who you are unless you’re on your knees between us.”
She moaned against my fingers.
“Good girl,” I whispered.
Luca moved ahead of me, dragging one of the black silk ties from the drawer. The moment she saw it, her breath hitched.
She tried to sit up. “Wait?—”
“No,” I said, laying her flat on her back. “You don’t get to wait anymore. You get tosubmit.”
I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. “You trust us?”
She nodded, fast.
“Then prove it. Give up everything. Even your hands.”
Luca climbed onto the bed, straddling her thighs. “Let us hold all of you, baby. Let usownthis moment.”
I tied her wrists tight—but not cruel. She wasn’t helpless.
She wasoffering.
She tugged once and whimpered—a sound I felt in my spine. Not from fear. From knowing she couldn’t reach us now. That she couldn’t touch. Couldn’t guide. Couldn’t control.
Justreceive.
“We’re going to take our time now,” Luca moved his hand up her thighs. “We’re going to enjoy you.”
She arched at his touch, but couldn’t move. Couldn’t pull him closer.