Page 132 of The Lost Melody


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“Who wants to help me out of my clothes, and treat me to orgasms?” I purr.

Roark takes me from Turner and throws me over his shoulder.

“Ror!” I squeal with a laugh. “I can walk, I swear!”

Roark lightly spanks my ass, just enough to sting and destroy my panties.

“Hush, baby girl, or I’ll edge you until you pass out and then let Orion fuck you awake,” he growls.

Fuck, I never thought that would be something I’d want. I rub my legs together, searching for friction and whimper.

“Oh fuck, why do I want Lennon to be the perfect brat and choose punishment?” Orion groans.

I glance up and watch him palm his cock through his pants. Licking my lips, my body bounces slightly as they run up the stairs. I love that they’re as desperate as I am.

A moment later I’m sailing in the air, grinning wildly as I bounce on the mattress that’s still on the ground.

“Strip, or I’ll tear your pretty outfit apart,” Roark growls as he pulls his black shirt off.

I get on my knees, and undress as quickly as possible until I’m in my lacy lavender underwear set.

Turner crawls across the bed to me in just his boxers, and I giggle as he kisses me hard, unhooking my bra and tossing it away.

“As pretty as you look in my favorite color, I love you bare,” he tells me, pushing my face down into the bed. “Do you want to be a bad or good girl, Lavender?” he growls, beginning to braid my long hair. I shiver in anticipation, wondering what they’re all up to.

“I want to be very good… at being bad,” I smirk.

Orion snickers, and I look up at him as he shows me a rope coil. “Remember when we talked about kinks, little girl?” he asks, kneeling naked on the bed. “I’m really good at knots, and Turner said you like to be tied up during sex. Are you okay with this?”

I shiver, but for the best reasons. “Yes, fuck, yes please,” I beg. “I am very okay with this.”

“Such a pretty mouth,” Roark murmurs, pulling on my hair to tilt back my head to kiss me as Orion moves behind me.

I feel the silkiness of the rope as he brushes it along my skin, and my body relaxes. Turner and Roark and I have done rope play in the past, and I’ve always loved it. Our safe signal is the person being tied up’s fingers tapping or fisting. I never knew how much I would appreciate a signal instead of a word after my time in Hidden Hills and the word “pineapple” being used against me.

A crack across my ass pulls me away from my dark thoughts, returning me to the present.

“Stay with us, baby girl,” Roark murmurs. “We’ll have to make sure there’s places to hide our toys in the bed we’re having made. In the meantime, we’ll make do.”

Someone guides my hands back to lay on my ass, my tiny thong pulled until it snaps right off me. Inhaling sharply at the bite as my panties are removed, I relax again as rope glides across my body and is knotted down my arms. Roark brushes my lips with his cock and I open to allow him entry.

“Fooking hell, little Valkyrie, I wish you could see yourself right now,” Roark grunts as he fucks my mouth.

Derek chuckles darkly, and the mirror I’ve been using to get dressed in front of appears by the bed. Once it’s propped up, I can see the intricate knots that are already appearing down my arms. I’m pulled gently so that I’m sitting back on my feet, and I can tell they’ll have the perfect canvas to play. Orion and Turner continue to weave their art across my body, and Derek drops beside me to help me suck Ror’s cock.

Derek sucks on the base of thickness, and I swirl my tongue along the tip before swallowing his cock until I meet where Derek is. The team work is hot as fuck, and Ror’s groans and words of praise make me wetter than ever before.

Orion kisses down my body as he works with Turner, nipping at my clit until I’m writhing with desire.

Roark pulls me off his cock, turning my face to kiss Derek, and it’s all teeth and tongue as they duel together. I long to touch them, but keep my hands relaxed, knowing Turner will be watching them.

“Such a good girl,” he mutters, massaging my hands, relaxing me even further. “My little rope bunny looks beautiful, waiting to be filled with our cocks.”

My mouth is too full to beg him to fill me right fucking now, and instead I have to enjoy the small touches and kisses Orion and Turner take turns placing on my pussy. Who would have thought they’d be able to work so well toward a common cause?

Soon the rope restrains me, and large hands grab my ass, licking at my core with a mission to taste all of my cream. Whimpering, I beg Roark with my eyes as he feeds me his cock again, and Derek twists and pulls at my nipples.

“Aye, you’re a sight, beautiful,” Roark groans as I gag, loving every moment as my eyes water.

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