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“Goodnight, Kiera,” Damon murmured against her mouth, squeezing her waist in a tight grip that left finger marks on her skin.
She wore nothing but a pair of custom made, lace-topped thigh highs for her sumptuous curves, and a white lace band that wrapped her throat in an intimate embrace.
Neither of our colors showed on it, and we struggled with the leather one-for-all-use types in shops.
In the end, Kiera came up with a solution of her own. We changed her choker monthly, created out of a roll of French handmade lace that suited all our needs.
She nodded as she broke from her kiss and let her gaze fall to the floor—and subsequently the tent his cock made in his pants.
“Get going. You’ll be late,” I snapped, eager to have her to myself, though we regularly shared ourfloof.
But tonight was special.
“I’m going. Be safe, sweet little civet.” He blew her a kiss.
She pouted prettily, sticking out that round ass and wiggling it.
A growl built deep in my chest, but I tamped it down and slung my satchel and laptop case into the palm of my hand, testing the evenness of their weight. “Kneel for me.”
The door closed softly over my shoulder as she crept forward, her demeanor changing as my oversexed twin left the building and she was alone with my cruel beast.
“Yes, Sir.” Her back suddenly ramrod straight, she edged toward me in short steps, her hips swaying gracefully in the most magnificent fucking tease.
She paused at my feet, and I swiveled a finger in the air. “Turn around first.”
Kiera pivoted on bare feet, presenting me with her back. I felt her question in the air as she lowered herself to her knees. I usually demanded a blowjob when I walked in after a damn hard day, but that wasn’t for tonight.
“Put your hands out.” I walked around her in a slow circle, placing my satchel in one upturned palm and my laptop case in the other. I nodded, satisfied when she held her hands out straight, dealing with the unevenness of the weight.
Neither felt heavy—yet, but we both knew that.
“Rise.” I watched through hooded eyes as she stood, adjusting her stance and grip to balance everything.
Laughing softly, I circled her again and trailed a hand around the back of her neck where she was particularly sensitive, just to be an asshole. She shivered, and the minute response went straight to my cock.
But tonight … it wasn’t about me, or her.
It was about us.
“Did you know that today is the anniversary of when I lost control of myself and fucked us both into oblivion at Fray while my brother watched us in his dragon form?” We revealed that during our testing, already knowing she was ours, we had taken turns walking between her feet in our komodo dragon forms. We did it just to scare her and leave her on edge. Plus, it let our beasts roam free and get used to her near us. Also it worked because we couldn’t stop touching her, whatever form we took.
The sharp intake of breath from her pink, pouty lips said she hadn’t known.
That was fine by me.
I’d spent my life being pedantic. Only one person had been able to understand me, and he shared my kink. Now I was grateful to have another.
I leaned forward and licked the shell of her ear. A year in and I still hadn’t kissed her swollen mouth properly more than once on that night we both claimed her as ours. It might never happen again. But I could make up for that in other ways. “I want to make tonight a repeat performance of that brutal fucking I gave you.”
She whimpered, the bags jerking slightly at my words.
I smirked. I wanted to have a reason to punish us both later, and I’d given her quite the predicament to fight while I ruined her night in my favorite way. “Hold the bags still and even. That’s all you have to do, little civet cat.”
“And if I fail?” She was already snarking at me.
Tonight will be so much fun.
I laughed softly and slipped my fingers between her ass cheeks, fingering her dark rosette there until she moaned. “Oh, I’ll think of something.”
