Page 42 of Bonds of Pain
“She needs to come, so this knot doesn’t last all damn night,” I say to Logan, my breath hot against Maya’s sensitive flesh. “Just let me help.”
Before he can respond, I lower my head again, my tongue circling Maya’s swollen clit. Her body jerks in response, inner muscles clenching involuntarily around Logan’s knot. He hisses at the sensation.
I work my tongue with deliberate precision, knowing exactly how to bring her to climax quickly. Through our bond, I can feel every lick, every stroke as if it were happening to my own body. I know when to press harder, when to ease back, reading her responses with perfect clarity.
Logan watches with hungry eyes, his initial resistance melting into fascination. His hands grip Maya’s hips tighter as I continue my ministrations, his breathing becoming ragged.
“Fuck,” he mutters, eyes glazed with renewed desire.
Maya’s breathing quickens, her hands fisting in the sheets. I can feel her building toward another orgasm, her bodytightening with each stroke of my tongue. This time, I know it will serve a purpose beyond Logan’s satisfaction.
“That’s it,” I murmur against her heated flesh. “Let go, Maya.”
Her thighs tremble as I increase my pace, my tongue flicking rapidly over her sensitive bud. Through the bond, I feel the moment she crests the wave, her body convulsing with pleasure she can’t fight.
As she comes, her inner muscles clench rhythmically around Logan’s knot, the intensity of her orgasm finally forcing it to deflate. I feel the exact moment when the connection between them loosens, when escape becomes possible.
Logan groans, arms shivering with the effort to keep hold himself up. I give him a nudge that is less than gentle, and he collapses at Maya’s side instead of fully on top of her.
Maya is too smart to scramble back against the headboard like a panicked animal, but she makes a slow withdrawal and pulls her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her knees.
We stare at each other for a long moment. From the look on her face, I already know that when her mouth opens, she is going to say something she probably shouldn’t.
Before she can, her stomach growls loudly enough to rival an Alpha’s.
“Hungry?” Logan asks, entirely unnecessarily.
“You did send her to bed before dinner,” I can’t help but remind him. “Omega pussy is all fun and games until you let it starve to death.”
Logan’s expression darkens, but he still levers his hulking form out of the bed and stomps to the door, still entirely naked. “I’ll get something.”
“Or dehydrate,” I add to his stiffened back. “Don’t forget fluids. Half of her body weight’s worth of slick is soaking into the mattress. She’ll dehydrate completely at this rate.”
The slam of the door is his only response.
When I finally turn back to her, Maya watches me with a careful gaze.
“Thank you,” she says finally after a beat of silence.
“You’re welcome,” I reply shortly. “Do you need anything else, or are you done using me for the night?”
I don’t necessarily expect her to deny it, but I’m still somewhat taken aback by the brief smile that twists her lips.
A flash of something playful is there and gone in her eyes. “You noticed that, huh?”
“Hard to miss.” I keep my voice flat despite the grudging respect I feel for her tactical maneuver. “Using me to manipulate Logan was effective, I’ll give you that. But don’t make a habit of it.”
“I’m not sorry,” she says, pulling the sheet up to cover herself. “It worked, didn’t it? He’s actually getting food instead of keeping me pinned under him all night.”
I can’t argue with her results. Logan stomping off to fetch midnight snacks rather than asserting his dominance when challenged is unprecedented behavior.
“You’re lucky he didn’t just command us both to stay put and continue where he left off.”
Maya’s eyes narrow thoughtfully. “But he didn’t. Do you have any idea why that is?”
I shrug, uncomfortable with the direction this conversation is heading. “Who knows why Logan does anything?”
“I think you know exactly why.” She sits up straighter, wincing slightly. “I’ve been watching how you handle him. You stay quiet, fade into the background, pretend his actions don’t affect you. But it’s not working, is it?”
