Page 41 of Reckless Seduction
Will my pussy ever stop pulsing at the sight of his hardened length studded with piercings? I have heard of the Jacob’s ladder piercing before, but now that I see it, feel it in my mouth and beneath my hand, I wonder what it will feel like as my pussy clenches around it as the twins drive into me.
“Still wanting more, wildcat?” Seamus winks at me, palming his dick. Shit. His dirty talk has my inner hussy performing backflips and cartwheels in her birthday suit.
Fucking traitor. She does know they kidnapped me and spanked me like a child, right?
“I…” There are no words for the turmoil that churns my stomach. How can I want them? It’s wrong to want your kidnappers, right?
Do I have Stockholm syndrome already?
“Now that we’re done with the temper tantrum.” Kiernan shifts below me slightly, his cock rubbing against my lower back, causing me to arch into it.
Seamus chuckles. “She’s ready, all right.”
I freeze.
“We aren’t done with our questions, Seamus,” Kiernan reminds him. “She needs to earn our cocks first. Like a good girl. That is the deal.”
I try to tilt my head back to see Kiernan’s face, but Seamus grabs my chin, forcing me to keep his gaze.
“You wanna do that, baby?” Seamus nearly coos. “Wanna be a good girl and earn a reward?”
Swallowing back the lump of anxiety growing, I nod.
“I still have questions,” I whisper, my mouth suddenly drier than the Sahara Desert.
“We’ll answer your questions,” he assures me seductively. “And if you answer ours honestly, we’ll give you that reward before taking ours.”
A gentleman does always put a lady first, and I have two of them.
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“Go on, then,”Kiernan murmurs before kissing the side of my neck. “Ask your question.”
The small action shouldn’t affect me the way it does, but a frisson of awareness spreads through my body like a live wire. I’ve never felt anything like it before. Drew is the only man I’ve ever been with. Not that I had much choice. We’d been promised to one another since I was sixteen. I was never allowed to date or go out to the movies with my friends growing up. There were no parties or keggers. Even at college, I simply went from one prison to the next. Drew was more lenient when it came to my comings and goings, even going as far as to let me study and practice journalism.
Now I know why.
I love being a reporter.
It is the one thing that is truly mine. Drew wanted to branch out from under his father’s thumb. He wanted to earn his keep, and I accepted that. I respected that. He only ever treated me with love and kindness. Never forcing me to do something I was not comfortable with.
When it came to sex, Drew was more vanilla than an ice cream cone. I thought he would come to love me and thatwe could have a sliver of bliss together, despite our arranged marriage.
How wrong I was.
So very wrong.
The excitement these two men manage to elicit from my body is nothing like I’ve ever felt. The orgasm they gave me this morning was far beyond anything Drew ever managed to do. Drew rarely did foreplay, and even on the rare occasions he did, the way these men played me like a well-tuned guitar makes what Drew did amateur hour. The Irish gods plucked at my strings until I was singing how they wanted me to.
“Well?”
Heat creeps up my neck as I pull myself from my thoughts of this morning. Seamus stares down at me with a knowing smile on his lips. Shaking it off, I take a long breath.
“What can you tell me about the explosion at the Ward stables?”
Please don’t be involved.
Please don’t be involved.
