and then shoot back
down and out the end of his cock in flaming pulses he couldn’t have
held back if his life had depended upon it. Kit swallowed every
drop he’d given her and for several seconds Jameson wasn’t sure he
was capable of forming a coherent word, let alone tell her how
incredible she’d been.
Chapter Six
Kit’s entire body felt like it was aflame.
The blindfold might be blocking her vision, but the loss of that
sense only served to enhance the others, and she could already
smell the sage and citrus scent of the candles her magic was
lighting. Her mind might battle her mates’ dominance, but her body
was completely enslaved to the two of them. She’d tried to run that
night at the club, but Jameson Wolf had been ahead of her at every
turn. By the time Jameson had gotten her upstairs into their
office, she’d known it had already been too late to escape her
fate.
Jameson’s voice and his confidence had
wreaked havoc with her resistance, but his scent was what had
undone her. The minute she’d been close enough to get the full
effect of his woodsy scent it had wrapped itself around her tying
them together as securely as if he’d been using rope. By the time
Trev made his way to their office Kit had already been drowning in
desire despite what she had tried to tell them. From their first
touch, both of her mates had been able to play her body like a
finely tuned instrument.
Tasting the first drops of Jameson’s pre-cum
coating the tip of her tongue was ratcheting up her arousal
exponentially. Kit was tired of waiting for him to push in further,
but when she tried to suck him in deeper he’d initially pulled back
trying to regain control. She’d known he was holding on by a thread
and she felt her brain fog as she focused in on his pleasure. After
he’d come, his release shooting against the back of her throat, Kit
felt his emotions wash over her like a tidal wave of pure
pleasure.
Within seconds he’d recovered and she was
astonished when she realized his cock was still rigid against her
tongue. She knew they both thought she had been trying to steal the
reigns, but she really only wanted to feel the power that filled
her when she brought them pleasure. ‘ And that isn’t trying to
take control, kitten?’ Damn and double damn it all to
Dalmatians. When would she ever learn to monitor or shield her
thoughts? And as much as she hated to admit it, he had a point—and
didn’t that just suck. Good Goddess it was annoying that they were
almost always right. Sure, they had years of experience as sexual
Dominants and Alphas, but it still frustrated her that she always
seemed to be playing catch-up. Hell, there were days when she
missed how simple her life had been before she’d found her
mates.
“See? There she goes again. Her mind is a
million miles away. We really need to work on keeping her in the
moment. Let’s see if this helps pull her back.” Trev had barely
gotten the words out when the palm of his handed slapped firmly
against her sex. It wasn’t a harsh blow, but it hadn’t been
expected either and Kit felt her entire body strain against the
restraints as it tried to arch seeking more of the pleasure. “See
how quickly it brings your body and mind back together, baby? It’s
remarkable how your body reacts, isn’t it? Even when your mind
tries to control things, it struggles to separate the pleasure from
the pain when you are so aroused. I know you don’t particularly want to see yourself as submissive but, baby, your body
doesn’t understand semantics, it understands what it craves.”
Damn it all to the seventh level hell,
stop psychoanalyzing everything and just get the fuck on with it
already. The next slap to her sex was harsher but not as
unexpected and pushed her perilously close to release. Kit’s mind
was already starting to fragment from the sensations bombarding her
and holding back her orgasm was getting harder and harder with each
breath she took. Tasting
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