Page 43 of Reckless Seduction
“No need to tell me, brother.” Kiernan smirks, finally letting me up for air. They exchange another silent look I can’t decipher. “Time for you to pay up,mo fraochÚn beag.”
What? What about my reward?
Seamus chuckles.
Shit, I said that out loud.
“You will get your reward, wildcat,” he snickers. “Don’t worry.”
There isn’t a chance for me to protest before I find myself on all fours, facing Kiernan. He is massaging his hardened length, and my eyes widen at the sight of his thick, pierced cock. Precum is already leaking out the tip, and when I look up at him, he smirks.
How did I not notice how large and imposing it is while he is coming all over my face?
Oh, right. I was in orgasmic bliss.
“Open your mouth,mo fraochÚn beag.”
I want to hate him for whatever the Irish nickname is. I really do. My body has other plans. Instead of revulsion, my stomach clenches in anticipation. Fucking traitor.
Licking my lips, I take Kiernan’s cock in my mouth. I look up at him through hooded eyes. His eyes are closed, his head thrown back in ecstasy as I run my tongue along the underside of his shaft. He groans when I swallow him to the back of my throat, his cock twitching with pleasure.
“Cac,” he swears, bringing his hand to tangle in my hair. He presses against my head, guiding me over his length, setting a slow, steady pace. “Harder, baby. Suck harder. Show me what a naughty little whore you are for me.”
My pussy is drenched at his words, no doubt seeping onto the bedsheets below, ruining the satiny material. He tastes like sin, and I want nothing more than to make him come undone in my mouth.
Drew never came in my mouth before. He pulled out and shoved it in my vagina for a few quick thrusts before spilling his seed. I know what he was trying to do, and I made sure to have a plan in place as soon as I realized what his endgame had been.
Birth control implants are a beautiful thing.
I managed to hold off our wedding for several years. It wasn’t too hard to convince Drew to set the plans aside for a few years while he put his business together. The man was so absorbed in starting it that he didn’t even bother to fight me on it. Didn’t stop him from trying to get me pregnant, though. Up until last night, I thought we shared something special. An understanding. A kind of kinship. We’d both been shoved into a marriage neither of us wanted.
Sure, the sex wasn’t great, but he supported me through journalism school, and in return, I took care of the expenseswhile he built his company. He listened when I talked. Took me out on dates.
But it was nothing like this.
Every nerve in my body is surging with electricity. My body is on fire, a wanton slave to their desires so strong that it silences the blaring alarms in my brain.
I gasp as the soft heat of Seamus’s mouth descends on my pussy again, this time from behind, allowing Kiernan’s cock to slip farther down my throat.
“Jaysus, Bailey,” he moans, forcing my head down until his cock is bumping against the back of my throat. I gag, my back arching as I try not to heave. He pulls out, and I suck in a jagged breath before he shoves back inside me just as deep.
“Mmm,” I moan, rocking back when Seamus inserts two fingers into my sopping cunt. Kiernan groans heavily as my moan vibrates against him. The two of them are in perfect sync as they wring me with pleasure.
As Kiernan’s thrusts become more frantic and forceful, so do Seamus’s. He fucks my pussy with his fingers like it is his job, one hand on my clit, sending me higher and higher. I have never been fucked like this. Never known this kind of bliss.
“Shit.” Kiernan throws his head back, his thrusts coming more sporadically, his pleasure climbing. I smirk around his cock, relishing in the power I hold over him in this moment. I have never felt anything like it.
I hollow out my cheeks, sucking harder as I run my tongue along the bottom of his pierced shaft, careful to keep my teeth from catching on the silver balls. When I get to the tip, I let my top teeth graze slightly over the head.
That is all it takes.
He shoves my mouth to the base of his cock, his balls on my chin, and comes with a roar. I barely even taste his cum, he isburied so deep, but it doesn’t matter to me. I did that. I made him come apart like an animal.
Gently, he releases me, his large, calloused hand running soothingly down my hair before wiping at the tears on my cheeks.
“Go Hálainn,” he breathes, gazing tenderly down at me.
Those two words send me crashing over the edge.
