Sex Me Down (45 page)

Sex Me Down

became desperate pleas, she took his length between her lips, worked his cock until he reached the back of her throat.

Sayre ate at her pussy, his mouth working between her legs like a starving man sitting before a banquet in his honor. The slurping noises echoed through the glen but she felt no embarrassment, just love. Love for her mates. She groaned as he suckled her clit, raising her hips the best she could tied down as she was.

Fane grasped her hair, held her to him as he thrust into her mouth. She did her best to take his full length down her throat, swallowing both his cock and her pooling saliva as he drove into her mouth. She caressed him with her tongue, wishing she could reach up to fondle his sac. She wanted to show him just how much he meant to her, touch him, caress him, love him.

Her climax grew closer and the world around them was naught but a hazy memory. Nothing existed in this grove beyond her mates. Her thighs quivered. Her back arched, desperate in her need to get closer to Sayre as he continued to lap at her cunt.

“I’m going to cum now,
la nisa
.” She knew she needed to swallow his cum, take his essence into her and she did so willingly. Jets of his creamy semen shot down her throat. She gulped the thick fluid, knowing they were one step closer to 83

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becoming bound triad mates. He thrust deeply into her mouth groaning out his release before pulling his spent cock from between her lips. Fane climbed off her and loosened the bonds on her wrists while Sayre released her ankles. She’d give anything to remove her blindfold so she could look into her mates’ eyes, but she knew the time had not yet come. Battling back her disappointment, she waited for the next phase of the ritual.

Once her mates had released the binding and helped her stand, they led her a few steps away. Raising her hands above her head, they secured them with the restraints that still bound her wrists. Even knowing that she would be trussed, when she hadn’t seen any sort of restraint devise when they entered the circle, she’d assumed the ritual had changed. What was she connected to?

Her thoughts drifted away as her mates began to touch her, worship her with their hands and mouths. They nibbled on her skin, stroked her pussy and laved her nipples with their tongues. It almost seemed their hands and mouths were everywhere at once.

She groaned deep in her throat when they both suckled the tips of her breasts into their mouths at the same time. She gasped as they both bit down, sending shards of pleasure pain straight from her abused peaks to her throbbing clit.

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