“Do ye like yer smooth cunny?” He lay his cheek on my thigh, his beard scratching me lightly. Wet poured from me and he inhaled, his eyes glowing brighter. He began laying kisses on my inner thighs and soft lips, waiting for me to admit my struggles had been in vain.
Setting my jaw, I reached down and tried to tug his head forward, to force him to lick me as I liked. Daegan caught my hands in surprise.
Samuel chuckled so hard, his laugh shook me as I lay back on his chest. I shot him an annoyed look.
“She grows bolder,” Samuel said to Daegan in an approving tone.
“Aye, she’s a courageous one. But it is a pleasure to teach her to mind.” Holding my hands away, Daegan used his tongue to tame me, laving up and down my soft, wet heat until I writhed and gasped. He pulled away with a wicked smile.
“What do ye say, Brenna. Are ye glad to be shaved?”
I glared at him and he teased me some more. Finally I nodded vigorously, silently begging for release.
“Good lass,” he praised me, using finger and little kisses on my pleasure bud to send me convulsing over the edge. All too soon, he was kissing and licking me again, and the coil of pleasure tightened in me again.
As he worshiped between my legs, his finger dipped and probed lightly at my bottom hole. I clenched and he shot me an impish look.
“One day, wee one,” He said to me. “I will take you here while my brother takes your cunny, and we will claim you together.”
As his finger slipped in and out of my lower hole, I scrunched my features and made a face.
Daegan’s laugh echoed around the chamber.
“You dinnae like the sound of that, lass?”
I squirmed away from his finger, still frowning.
“Brenna,” Samuel warned, clutching me tighter.
“It’s all right, brother,” Daegan soothed. “Brenna, ye dinnae believe I can make it feel good?”
Before I could nod or shake my head, he dipped his head and fastened his mouth on my overstimulated nub. I tried to escape, but between him and Samuel I couldn’t move to escape Daegan’s insistent tongue. My mouth opened in a silent gasp, and Samuel gripped my hair, turning my head to claim my mouth. I panted and Samuel drew back, nibbling on my lips instead. Between my legs, Daegan did the same, licking and sucking until I gasped into Samuel’s kiss.
Over the next few minutes, I learned something about my two warriors: they thought the same. One would probe his tongue into my mouth, stabbing and possessing, while the other thrust his tongue into my cunny. My mouth fell open, lax, and my eyes were half lidded as two men fed on my sweet lips, one above, one below. Samuel transferred his snuffling kisses to my ears, while Daegan remained at the center of my legs, sucking on my pleasure spot until I shuddered onto the pelts.
In the languid aftermath of my release, I realized Daegan had ventured further, sweeping his tongue up between my buttocks. It felt good, but I fought to close my legs and keep him out. With a small growl, he pinned my thighs and, gripping my bum cheeks to hold them open, vigorously tongued my dark hole.
I didn’t want it to feel good, but it did. I reminded myself that he’d washed me thoroughly. All the same, I was glad when he added two fingers to my cunny, stroking my sensitive pearl to another shattering climax.
“Is she ready for a good hard fucking?” Daegan asked Samuel as I lay convulsing on the pelts.
“She was born for it,” Samuel growled and swung into place over me.
When Brenna’s father sells her to a band of passing warriors, her only thought is to survive. She doesn’t expect to be claimed by the two fearsome warriors who lead the Berserker clan. Kept in captivity, she is coddled and cared for, treated more like a savior than a slave. Can captivity lead to love? And when she discovers the truth behind the myth of the fearsome warriors, can she accept her place as the Berserkers’ true mate? $.99 and in Kindle Unlimited
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