He remained silent. When I lifted my gaze to his, his eyes softened with an emotion I wasn’t ready to identify, much less accept. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and dragged me into his side.
“Maybe I’ll let you win the next round, since you’re so terrible at this game.”
I sputtered. “Don’t you dare!” I ducked out from under his arm so he could keep playing. Unwilling to examine why touching Cormac provided much needed comfort, I curled my legs underneath me and wiggled on the couch until I’d snuggled up to his side.
Cormac nudged me with his elbow after yet another ignominious defeat. “Keep on losing, darling. I can go all night.”
I couldn’t, though. Yawns soon overwhelmed me. Cormac pried my fingers off my controller. “Time for bed, sweet Ginny.”
He lifted me in his arms and instead of resisting, I burrowed my nose into his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck, seeking his warmth and comfort as exhaustion overcame me.
Cormac brought me to his room. I undressed, half asleep, with his laughing help, then crawled under the covers. Who was this gentle man, and what had he done with the uncompromising and threatening Cormac who drenched my panties so easily? This version of Cormac was attractive too—I loved his smile and his laugh and the possessive way he curled up to me in the bed as I drifted off to sleep.
23
GINEVRA
Iwoke up to an unbearable pleasure building in my core, my legs thrown up over a man’s shoulders, his arms wrapped around my thighs as he explored my pussy with his tongue. Liam’s red hair contrasted starkly with the tanned skin of my legs, and I reached my hands down to tangle my fingers in his rowdy curls.
“Fuck yes,” I moaned as he flicked my clit, sensation shooting through me.
“Oh good. You’re awake,” Cormac said from beside me, leaning his head down to capture a nipple in his mouth. “Not that it would make a difference,” he added, running his teeth across the sensitive skin of my breast.
Still foggy with sleep and caught up in the ecstasy of their touch, I whimpered, grinding my core into Liam’s face as he slid two fingers into me, pumping them in and out. “Please,” I whined, not capable of asking for what I needed.
“Are you awake, baby?” he asked, pulling away from my core and nuzzling the inside of my thigh.
“Yes,” I answered. “Sort of.”
Liam’s answering laugh was dark. He yanked on my hips until I was practically falling off the bed, then flipped me over. I marveled at his strength while he manhandled me until my feet were on the ground and I was bent over the bed, my ass in the air.
“Fucking beautiful,” he murmured. He brushed the hot tip of his cock against my throbbing pussy and I groaned. Instead of fucking me, like I hoped, he spanked me hard, twice. When I cried out, he stopped. “Do you want to use your safe word, baby?”
I whimpered, trying to put a coherent thought together. Liam ran his fingers up and down the seam of my core before pinching my clit. I whined, trying to jerk away, but didn’t say anything.
“Guess not,” he answered himself, then peppered my ass and the tops of my thighs with strikes intended to sting and burn, rather than punish. Soon I was mewling as the pain and pleasure melded together, driving me toward ecstasy.
“Please, Liam,” I begged. “I need you.”
He swore. “You are so fucking pretty when you beg, baby girl.” Liam slammed into me, his groan of pleasure guttural as my pussy clenched around him and his fingers dug into my hips.
“Fuck yes,” I whispered.
Cormac slid in front of me until my upper body nestled between his thighs.
“Up, darling,” he said, sliding a pillow under my chest when I obeyed. His hard cock bobbed in front of me, a bead of pre-cum glistening in the morning light. I swiped my tongue over it. Before I could take him into my mouth, he slid a finger under my chin and tilted my gaze to meet his. “Can’t safeword when your mouth is stuffed with cock, but you can tap my thigh three times.”
I nodded and lowered my head to swirl my tongue around the tip of him. Liam took that as his cue to start moving, and began slowly plunging in and out of me, stretching me, filling me, overwhelming me with pleasure. Cormac tangled his fingers in my hair. “Ready, darling?”
For what?
He yanked my face down onto his cock, the tip plunging into my throat and making me gag.Shit.At the same time, Liam sped up his pace, until they were both fucking me roughly, hammering in and out of me without regard to my comfort. A hard edge of pleasure spiraled through me, as tears dripped down my face and I lay there, letting Cormac slam my head up and down on his cock as I sucked on it, swirling my tongue up and down.
“Such a perfect little slut for us,” he said as I whined and moaned, unable to move, unable to think, completely lost to sensation as they fucked me together.
Seconds later, I was screaming around Cormac’s cock as I came, bliss shattering me, filling the edges of my vision with static. My limbs seized and shook with the strength of my release as they continued to plunder my body, drawing out my pleasure until their own rhythms turned ragged.
The sound of my name on their lips as they came unclenched a tension I’d held tightly inside of me for a long time.