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“Yes, Mistress,” she replies in a sultry whisper.

“Can I still have fun with you?” I ask with a mischievous grin.

“Yes, Mistress.”

This still feels so surreal. She’s here, and she’s surrendering herself to us. I never thought I’d see Eden like this, and it’s not about her just being submissive, but it’s really about her showing just how much she trusts us. She’s letting us use her selfishly for our own pleasure, all the while knowing we would never hurt her.

Grabbing her by the back of the neck, I pull her ear to my lips. Then I mumble with a low rasp, “I’m going to fuck you now. So be a good girl and go get that strap-on from the cabinet.”

I see movement in her throat as she swallows. Then her eyes find mine, and they’re dancing back and forth as if she’s trying to decide if I’m serious. Which I very much am.

“Yes, Mistress,” she mutters slowly. Then she rises from the floor and goes to the toy cabinet against the back wall. A moment later, she comes back with a black leather strap-on that suddenly has my heart racing.

I’m really going to do this.

Standing up from the bench, she helps me attach it around my waist, pulling it so snug my body shifts with her movement. Then our eyes meet, and I pull her in for another kiss. My body is practically buzzing with excitement. My teeth nip at her lips as she mewls against my mouth.

Taking her face on both sides, I pull her away and stare into her eyes. “Get it nice and wet for me,” I say in a confident command.

Licking her lips, she drops to her knees and takes the shaft into her mouth, slathering it with her saliva until it’s glistening. Then I drop back onto the throne and hold her gently by the chin.

“Get up here,” I say.

As she climbs onto my lap, hovering over the length of the dildo, I stare down at where it’s about to enter her. I can’t explain how this makes me feel. She lowers herself, and I can’t take my eyes off it. I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

Then I watch her face as it slides in. Her mouth hangs open, her eyes dilated, and her body tense with anticipation. Once she’s seated all the way, we both gasp for air at the same time. She grabs my arms as I hold her face.

“God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long. You have no idea,” I say. She leans down and captures my mouth with a kiss.

“Me too,” she replies against my lips.

With our eyes locked, she bounces on my lap, and I can’t keep my hands off her. Her arms, her breasts, her legs. I need her so badly. I need to know she’s here, and she’s mine.

Having her like this is like nothing I’ve ever done before. It makes me feel like I can give her everything she wants and be everything she needs.

She’s moving her hips to a fast rhythm, and I watch her expression change as she finds pleasure in this moment.

Clay walks up behind her and stands against her back. Then he looks at me, and I feel the intensity in his eyes as if he’s thinking the same thing I am.

We are whole again.

He strokes her cheek, and she turns to look up at him as she grinds her hips on my lap. He leans down to kiss her and wipe the sweat-soaked hair from her forehead. I love the way he’s watching her—so tender and loving.

“She’s been so good,” he says with care. “I think she deserves to come. What do you think, baby?”

My hands on her hips squeeze tighter. I want nothing more than to watch her come. I need it, and I won’t leave this room until I have that. Because she’s proven that she trusts us, but have we proven that we will take care of her? Not entirely.

“Yes. She definitely deserves to come,” I respond, without taking my eyes off her.

Reaching down between our bodies, Clay takes one of her nipples between his fingers and pinches until she lets out a sexy, needy sound of pleasure.

“She likes a little pain. Don’t you, pet?” he says playfully.

She gazes up at him and nods. “Yes, Sir.”

“Just a little,” he replies as he leans down and kisses her again on the mouth. Then he releases his hold on her breast and walks across the room. When he returns a moment later, he’s holding a thick black candle, and I watch with shock as he dribbles the wax onto her chest.

I let out a gasp at the exact moment Eden cries out in what sounds like pain and pleasure blended into one. Her movement on my lap picks up speed as if that little bit of pain made her closer to coming.

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