Everything in me is already coiling, waiting to go over. Mybreasts heave, heavy and tight with the lingering echo of their earlier attention.
North’s hand cups my face, thumb stroking my lower lip as I twist and pant under Lambert’s obedient touches. They stoke my arousal into a blaze, working together as naturally as if they’ve been doing this their whole lives. My orgasm is right there. Panic rises. Some part of me is waiting for North to snatch it away like he did before.
But he doesn’t. Pleasure slams into me, bringing with it a tidal wave of relief that drags on, because while Lambert’s licks slow, he doesn’t stop. One of his fingers slips into me, but only to the first knuckle, and I buck.
“Remember,” North says. “This all stops the moment you call me ‘Sir’.”
I don’t want to stop. I want Lambert to keep going, to fill me up.
“Deeper,” I moan. “Fuck me with your fingers.”
Lambert obliges, latching onto my clit and sucking as that thick digit disappears over and over, stroking my internal walls, bringing the sparkles of pleasure that never really died back into sharp focus.
North’s thumb slips into my mouth, and I suck on it to tease him as Lambert sticks another finger inside me, bringing that delicious stretch I didn’t know I needed.
“Harder,” North orders. “You heard her. She wants you to fuck her with them, and I want you to taste her on your lips for the rest of the day.”
Lambert moves faster, his sucking intensifying until I’m soaring over the edge a second time.
Still, he doesn’t stop.
I buck, thrashing between them. My thighs try to snap closed, but Lambert has me wedged open and vulnerable with his shoulders. I part my lips, trying to order him to stop, but North’s thumb slips deeper.
Whatever plea for mercy I would’ve given comes out as a garbled moan.
“Do you have something to say?” North says silkily in my ear. “Because the only two things I’ll accept are ‘Sir’ or your safe word.”
His thumb slips free of my mouth, and I suck in a ragged, gasping breath. “I—Stars!”
Lambert draws his fingers free and replaces them with the rabbit, slipping the unforgiving silicone deep into me while the ears of the infernal machine take over where his lips left off, buzzing furiously against my clit.
“That didn’t sound like what I wanted to hear…” North cocks his head to one side, then winks at Lambert. “She probably wants more.”
“That’s—God!” My objection cuts off on a scream as the Winthrop heir presses a button on the base, and the vibrations crank up.
I’m so caught off guard by it all that I don’t notice North releasing my hands until both of my nipples are pinchedhard. I reach for the vibe—whether to rip it free or fuck myself over the soul-wrecking climax already singeing my skin, I don’t know—but Lambert takes my hands in his, kissing my knuckles.
“You’re so beautiful, boss,” he promises. “Why don’t you just give him what he wants so we can fuck you properly?”
“She’s too stubborn.” North releases my nipples and massages away the sting. “Our pretty little pain slut likes being made to submit.”
“Please, boss,” Lambert murmurs, rising over me and kissing my lips. “I really want to feel you around me. I need it.”
His begging is chipping away at my resolve along with the rising force of yet another orgasm. My nails dig into his shoulder, and I scream into his mouth as it hits. The rabbit isn’t done with me. It just keeps going. No pause. No mercy.
I can’t even slump in relief because the climax doesn’t end. The edges of it turn clawing, almost painful. My core is swollen, hot, and yet I crave more. Friction. Skin. Still, I bite my tongue even as my thoughts scramble.
Then one of them starts fucking my pussy with the silicone.
“Please!” I finally cry. “Please, Sir. Turn it off. Please.”
North chuckles, dragging me farther up his body until his cock is pressed between my ass cheeks and his lips are right at my ear. “What was that?”
“Sir,” I whimper. “Please, sir. I want Lambert’s cock. I need him.”
“Just him?” North asks.
Magic, I can’t. He still hasn’t moved it, and the way he’s adjusted me has somehow pressed the ears even more firmly against my protesting clit.
