Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81208 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81208 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
She whimpers, but Evan silences her with a kiss. He runs his hand over the fleshiest part of her ass, soothing. Then, when he withdraws, Robert brings down the cane with a thwack.
Goldie cries out, flinching against the restraints. A perfect line of pink forms, and Evan follows that line with his fingers, then bends to kiss it. She whimpers from the contrast in touch. I press on the plug, and she tries to bring her legs together, but she can’t. The restraints hold strong.
“More,” I tell Roberts.
The whip comes down slightly higher, rippling the flesh of Goldie’s ass, making another pink stripe. This time she doesn’t cry out; she moans, and I slide my finger along her pussy, finding her clit to stroke it. The moan turns into a groan, and she shifts against my finger, so I pull it away.
“When I touch you, you must remain still,” I chastise.
Evan sweeps Goldie’s hair across her shoulder, kissing her neck. He’s whispering things in her ear that I can’t hear, but Goldie likes them. Her pussy contracts against the finger I have just teased into her entrance. She must feel so empty there, but I’m not going to fill her. Not yet. Not for hours.
37
GOLDIE
Over the next few hours, my bears take me to places I never even imagined. Dark and delicious places that wreck my soul and splinter my mind.
They make me weep and beg for more, for less, for anything that will take away the ache between my legs. They delay my pleasure, building my urge to come higher and higher until I’m teetering on the edge. Then they leave me, sweating and begging, while they laugh in a way that sounds deliriously pleased. In my mind, deeper, darker voices whisper: devour, own, dominate, mate, impregnate. Their bears drive so much of their actions, which should make me fearful, but it makes me tremble, primal and desperate.
I sense my responses satisfy them deeply in the same way as their actions satisfy me. Their bear minds whisper all the things I need to hear, that I’m beautiful and perfect, that they can’t believe how lucky they are to have found such a mate. I let them hear how good they make me feel, how much I enjoy being dragged to the cliff of pleasure and held tightly so I can’t fall.
Maybe they’re tired, or maybe they’re so riled up they can’t take anymore. Maybe they sense I’m nearing the edge of my capacity for their games. When they release my hands and feet, they kiss my wrists and ankles. Turning me so I’m lying on my back. They rest around me, hands gently stroking until my heart rate has calmed and I’m no longer jacked up and shaking.
Robert’s slowly fisting his cock that’s so hard, it’s practically sticking straight up in his fist.
“I’m ready,” I whisper in my mind.
“Come to me,” Robert whispers back.
I climb into his lap and gaze down at his handsome face. His eyes are melted chocolate that sweeps over my body, lingering on my breasts and stomach before focusing between my thighs. Evan and Hunter caress me while I move into place. I lean over to kiss Robert’s lips, which starts out soft but then turns demanding. His hand grips my nape as I slide onto his waiting cock. It’s the first time he’s penetrating me bare, and I feel the difference.
“Goldie. Fuck.” Robert grips my hips and rocks me gently. The way he feels when he spreads me open is too much. I arch my back, focusing on the ceiling. My hair tumbles, tickling my spine. Evan takes a handful, turning me to face him.
“That’s it,” Evan says. “Nice and slow.” To Hunter, he says, “Look at those hips move. Look at the way she takes him.”
I rock, rolling my hips, and allowing Robert’s thick cock to slip out of me just a little before I grind back down. Robert’s eyes roll, and his grip on my hips gets harder.
“Let me feel you,” Robert whispers. His eyes are closed, and his long lashes and relaxed expression make him appear so much younger. I touch his cheek, loving the feel of his soft beard over my palm. He turns and presses a gentle kiss to my palm, his hips shifting beneath me, urging me faster.
“Lean forward.” Evan directs me to rest on my elbows, my mouth close enough for Robert to kiss. Our tongues tangle, and he tastes of maple syrup and sin. Behind me, Hunter moves closer, his hands gripping my ass hard enough to bruise. His palm strokes and then comes down hard, spanking me. I cry out, and he chuckles darkly before he does it again.
“Her pussy clenches when you do that,” Robert says.
Hunter’s fingers stroke between the cheeks of my ass, circling before he presses against the plug. “Not tonight,” he practically growls. “You need training before you can take our cocks in your ass. But soon…” The promise makes my toes curl.