Page 146 of Owned By the Fae
‘Let go of Dane,’ he commands gently. ‘And open your legs wide so we can watch him fucking our little slave.’
I do as I'm told with a moan, my hips undulating as Kal and Grey take hold of the backs of my knees and pull me wider. All three sets of eyes stare at Dane’s thick length, moving in and out of me.
‘Is she wet, Dane?’ Kallum asks.
‘Oh, yes,’ Dane murmurs. ‘She’s very ready for a good, hard fucking.’
Gods, their words.
He drives into me, and I squeal, my release rushing over me almost without warning.
‘Good girl,’ Dane grinds out. ‘Milk my cock like the obedient little slave you are.’
His filthy ideas draw out my pleasure, my body tensing as I scream again, and I feel him finish inside me. He throws back his head with a low growl, gripping my thighs. The others’ hands and tongues are everywhere as I relax into the bed with a long, deep, satiated groan.
I think we’re finished, but I feel them moving around, and a finger enters me gently, spreading the wetness. I hum, my body wanting more already, and I growl as it leaves me.
‘Get on your knees for us,’ Kal says.
I open my eyes and nod, getting off the bed and sinking down. I wince at the cold floor beneath my knees, and a pillow from the bed is immediately placed in front of me. I move onto it gratefully and survey them.
Dane lounges on the bed, watching as Kal and Grey stand in front of me.
I take Grey’s thick cock in my hand and look up at him as I fist him gently before I lean forward, and my tongue flicks out to taste Kallum. I see Kal’s jaw pulse as he closes his eyes and lets out of groan. I take him in my mouth carefully, watching him to see what he likes. I lick him up and down his shaft, and I feel Grey shift as my hand on him moves a bit faster. My grip firms, and I pull on him gently, gratified by his low sound of need.
My eyes flicked to Dane, who was still watching us, his gaze unwavering.
I pump my hand over Grey’s staff as I bob on Kal’s, noting the differences between them, how Kallum’s is slightly thicker and Grey’s is a little bit longer. Both are perfect, and I moan as I think about having them inside me.
‘Stop,’ Grey murmurs.
I let go of him, and my mouth releases Kal with a pop.
Grey moves to the bed and sits on the edge.
‘Come here,’ he orders, staring at me as I stand up.
‘Lower yourself onto me. Fill yourself with me, slave,’ he says with a practiced sneer that makes my eyes widen as it’s so unlike him.
But my core heats at his commands, and I sink down on him slowly, my mouth opening on a small whimper, and then I feelKal behind me, using the wetness from my cunt, rolling a finger around my back passage. He slips it in, and my belly flutters.
‘Do you like that?’ he asks in my ear. ‘You do, don't you? My filthy little slave.’
His finger eases into me, fucking me gently before he puts in a second, stretching me deliciously.
‘Are you ready for me?’ he murmurs.
‘Yes,’ I say almost frantically. ‘Yes.’
He takes his fingers out, and I feel his cock. Insistent. Pressing against me. He pushes himself into me slowly, relishing every inch as Grey’s hands grip my thighs, urging me down further onto him.
And then they begin to move.
My mouth opens on a gasp that I can't take. My lungs are seizing with the feel of them inside me. Filling me to the brink, the pain and pleasure warring together in a heady combination that I know will have me teetering on the brink of release very soon.
‘Gods,’ I moan.
Kal’s hand snakes around to grab my breast, kneading it hard. He fists my hair, pulling my head backward so he can kiss my mouth.
