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“Good girls get their reward,” Cormac murmured in my ear. He took off his jacket, laying it on the floor beside us. “Lie down, darling.”
When I didn’t move, his voice turned hard. “I don’t like repeating myself, particularly not to sluts who aren’t smart enough to take a reward when it’s offered.”
Fingers behind me dug into my ass, pressing on the welts. I whimpered as pain radiated through me. “Okay,” I whispered through sniffles and tears. “Okay.”
I crawled to his jacket and laid down on my back, my knees up and together, one arm over my eyes as if I could block their fierce stares from seeing my emotional turmoil. The cold slime of their cum on my back, smooshing against the fine fabric of the jacket, threatened to dislodge another sob from me.
“None of that, darling,” Cormac said, pulling my hands from my eyes with infinite care and setting them on the ground by my sides, delicately, as if I were made of glass. He sat behind me and lifted my head until I rested on his crossed legs. Making gentle shushing noises, he stroked my hair and the parts of my face not covered in his cum, as if trying to calm me.
Liam knelt on one knee to my right. He held the belt in front of me. “Do you want me to restrain you for this?”
I whimpered, not wanting to make the decision. If I said yes, I was complicit in my own bondage. If I said no, I wouldn’t have an excuse for enjoying this. Another tear trickled down my face. I didn’t fucking know what I wanted.
“Too soon, Liam,” Cormac snapped.
Liam stroked my cheek. “Easy, sweetheart. At some point, I’m going to expect you to lie still because I tell you to, but that doesn’t have to be today. I’m going to bind your wrists above your head, all right?”
I nodded my understanding and lifted my wrists to him. He was gentle, so gentle, as he tightened the belt and raised my wrists above my head, lowering them against Cormac’s torso, where they weighed down on the crown of my head.
Liam hummed his approval and walked his fingers down my cheek and then my chest, inconscient of the sticky mess that Cormac had left there. He bent down and licked a nipple, keeping his movements slow and gentle. A soft moan escaped me before I could clamp my mouth shut.
I pressed my lips into a tight line, only for Cormac to gently run his fingers across the seam. When I tried to hide my face, he tightened his grip in my hair. “I’ll let you shut your eyes this time, Ginevra, but don’t you dare turn away from me.”
At the same time, Rian planted featherlight kisses on my calves, working his way up the tops of my legs to my knees. He pushed them apart, his touch gentle, as if he were asking my permission. Liam chose that moment to take the peak of my breast into his mouth, scraping his teeth against my nipple. I cried out, unsure whether from pleasure or pain or both, relaxing my clenched leg muscles. Rian gently pulled my thighs apart. Cormac slid two fingers into my mouth and I closed my lips around them, sucking on him as if by instinct.
As Liam lavished attention on my breasts, Rian kissed and licked his way up my thighs, leaving tiny love bites on my soft skin. My body grew restless, and the ache in my core intensified. Liam chuckled softly when I shifted my hips against the carpet, seeking relief from the need they were building in me.
When Rian ran his tongue up my folds, my hips jerked as if a current of electricity ran through me. “That’s it, princess, take your pleasure,” he murmured as he buried his face in my pussy, licking with the enthusiasm of a starving man. I groaned and whined as I tried to push my hips into him. He tapped against my clit with his tongue, circling it, tasting it, exploring my pussy with slow deliberation, hitting every sweet nerve as he figured out what made me tick.
All of it. It all made me tick. In moments, I was writhing and mewling, desperate as the heat of my need drove me higher and higher. “Please, God, please,” I begged.
Liam’s answering chuckle was wicked. “No God here, sweet Ginevra, just us.”
“Rian,” I cried out, pleading for release.
My cries and my pleas were to no avail as he continued his implacable assault on my pussy. Liam reached above my head to grip my wrists, holding them in place as I twisted and writhed on the floor.
I felt a finger slide into me, and then two. “Rian, please!” I shouted.
The deep rumble of his chuckle against my clit almost sent me over the edge.
“Look at me, lass,” Liam commanded. I looked straight up into his green eyes as he knelt over me, one hand on my wrists, the other stroking my neck.
He wrapped his long fingers around my throat at the same time that Rian sped up the motions of his fingers inside me. As I cried out, Liam tightened his grip, holding my eyes with his as my air supply cut off and terror mingled with intense pleasure.
“Now!” Liam snapped.
Rian bit my clit and shoved a third finger inside me, roughly fucking me as my hips twitched. As the corners of my vision faded to black, stars exploded across my vision and I screamed, my climax crashing into me like a fucking tsunami. Waves of pleasure washed over me as Rian’s fingers and tongue drew out my pleasure until I was a whimpering sodden mess, limp on the floor.
Liam leaned back on his haunches. “Damn, if that wasn’t the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“So fucking beautiful,” Cormac agreed, still stroking my hair and my face with his fingertips as I trembled from the aftershocks of my orgasm. I resisted the urge to turn my face into his hand and nuzzle it, to take comfort from his steady presence, to float in a sea of bliss instead of facing the harsh reality of these men.
Rian sat up until he kneeled at my feet and wiped his face on his shirtsleeves. “C’mon, princess, let’s get you cleaned up.” I didn’t have the energy to sit, much less walk myself to the shower. He seemed to understand, scooping his arms under my shoulders and my knees and standing with me pressed against his chest.
Liam carefully unbuckled my wrists, inspecting them closely for bruises, then rubbing the circulation back into them. He and Cormac dropped soft kisses on my forehead before Rian carried me out of the office and into the same bathroom I’d used that morning for my shower.
These men were going to ruin me.
