backside high.
His hand came down in a stinging slap. “That’s for keeping me
waiting.”
Meg had to smile. She’d disobeyed him all day, but she got that
little slap for making him wait for sex. That was Cian.
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“You won’t make me wait again.” Cian slapped her other cheek
and then spread her wide. “Now, look at that, won’t you?”
Meg hissed as Cian ran a fingertip around her anus. The pressure
of his invasion felt dark and dirty. He pressed in.
“I’m going to fuck you here, Meg. Not today, but eventually. I’m
going to rub oil all over my cock, and I’ll fuck this asshole. And
you’ll let me, won’t you?”
Meg closed her eyes. He didn’t push his finger in very far, merely
massaged the rim. “Yes, Cian. I’ll let you.”
“Damn straight.” He pulled his finger out and slapped her ass
again. “Now turn back over.”
Meg rolled in the grass and immediately opened her legs so he
could see his pussy.
He looked down, and she could feel something inside him relax.
She could guess what had worried him. He had probably been worried
she wouldn’t respond to him as she had Beck.
“I love you, Ci,” she said, and she meant it.
If he was worried that she wouldn’t care about him the way she
did his brother, then she needed to put that out of his mind. Cian had
quickly become her anchor in this world.
She had seen deep into his soul. It was ridiculous to try to hold
herself apart from him. Cian’s soul was lovely and generous. He held
back nothing. He had shown her the dark parts of himself. She knew