Page 19 of Reckless Seduction
“So what?” I swallow hard as I struggle to voice what I am terrified of hearing. “You’re going to rape me? Keep me as your sex toy?”
“Those don’t sound like bad ideas.” Kiernan smirks, running a finger along my jaw. “Here’s the thing,mo fraochÚn beag. We will use you. Pleasure you. Bring you to the brink repeatedly. If you misbehave, we will punish you. If you lie to us, we will punish you. But we will never hurt you.”
“Rapeishurting me.”
Kiernan’s smirk deepens. “You’ll be begging for us, trust me.”
“Don’t hold your breath,” I sneer, trying to keep the tremor from my voice. If only it is from fear and not because I know just how good he can make me feel—again. “I won’t be begging for anything.”
“We’ll see.”
“You can’t keep me forever, you know,” I point out, trying to pull my mind from the carnal debauchery my inner hussy is currently cheering for.
Traitor.
“People will come looking for me.”
Seamus smiles, not looking the least concerned.
“Don’t worry about that,” he tells me, dragging the covers down my body. I am naked underneath. I’ve known this from the moment I woke up. Kiernan didn’t bother to dress me after we showered. “Just let us show you how good we can make you feel.”
My body stiffens as their hands skim along my breasts. Their touch is featherlight. I can tell them no. Kiernan has made it clear he isn’t into raping me. He wants me to beg, but I can’t get the word out. There is a sick, twisted part of me that wants to give in to their touch. To fade away into the pleasure they are promising. But the logical side of my brain isn’t letting go of the rope that is holding on to my sanity.
“Relax, wildcat,” Seamus murmurs in my ear before nipping at the lobe. A low moan seeps through my lips unbidden.
“Let it go, Bailey.” Kiernan’s tone is calm and cool when he gives the command. There are no traces of the brusqueness he’s shown me he is capable of. His hands massage my breasts, fingers pulling at my nipples until they are stiff and painful. “Let go.”
Seamus’s sinful lips leave a trail of scorching fire down my body, nipping and sucking at the skin, leaving small bites in his wake. He settles himself between my legs, prying my thighs apart. Cool air hits my center as he exposes my wet heat to his ravenous gaze.
“Go hálainn,” he whispers, voice dripping with need. In English he says, “Beautiful.”
Before I can protest, his mouth latches onto my clit at the same time Kiernan’s mouth eclipses one of my nipples. The sudden contact jolts through me. Straight to my pussy. And from Seamus’s muted chuckle, he knows exactly what they are doing to me.
Bastards.
Currents of pleasure wash over me in waves as the brothers’ mouths work my body like a well-tuned machine. My fists grab at the soft sheets beneath me in a vain attempt to ground myself. It is no use. I am lost to their masterful touch.
“That’s it, Bailey.” Kiernan’s voice is deep with lust, and when I look up, his pupils are blown wide with desire.
A desperate cry leaves my throat, and I arch my back as Seamus inserts two fingers into my pussy without preamble. He pumps them in and out slowly, curling fingers at just the right angle, sending my body higher and higher, the coil in my belly winding tighter and tighter.
“Now.” Kiernan smirks, lowering his head back to my breast, and says, “scream for us.”
He bites down hard on my nipple just as Seamus’s teeth graze my swollen bundle of nerves. The combination, along with my already wound-up state, sends me hurtling over the edge of the abyss, pleasure consuming my body as I writhe beneath them.
My scream echoes through the room.
“So sensitive,” I hear Seamus whisper to his brother in awe, his breath coming in short pants.
“So responsive.” Kiernan chuckles breathlessly. Opening my eyes, I stare down the length of my body to find Seamus with his hand on his cock, stroking the length of it.
Holy shit.
Whose horse is that?
There is no way that giant hammer is going to fit inside of me.
Sure, I felt Kiernan’s in the shower, but I’d been too whiskey-addled to take it in.
