by Erin R Flynn
“Your tiger? Your dire wolf?”
“Too soon to tell. I like them both. My wolf really likes them both. I like them for different reasons, and honestly, we’ve bonded a bit at having fucked up childhoods or circumstances. There’s a darkness in you that people cannot understand if they’ve had two loving parents and… Dain gets that. He may have grown up that way, but there’s a certain scar left on a person when their family betrays them that won’t ever fully heal.”
“What do you like best of each of them?”
I adjusted my neck, annoyed he wasn’t letting this go but not wanting to be rude.
Except I saw the power indicator light of the webcam Virgil had gotten me then. I slowly looked back at Bijan, letting him see how pissed I was right then. “I do not play these sorts of games.”
He opened his mouth but then closed it. “I knew the answers. They didn’t, and you are all in such pain after what you’ve been through, I wanted to help. I wasn’t going to push much more, and my questions were honestly for me too.”
“You knew the answers?”
“Yes, just like you know them sometimes too.”
I sat with that a moment, knowing he could have been a telepath or clairvoyant when he was human, as it had carried over for me, or it could be a vampire gift. Either way, I didn’t like the games. “None of them should have heard it this way, and some of it wasn’t something I should have said to them at all. I have reason to be pissed, Bijan.”
“You do, but will you forgive me if I confirm all were happy to hear it?”
I wasn’t sure that would be the answer and really wasn’t sure I wanted to know either way. “Only if you don’t do it again. I travel at my own pace. I appreciate the help, but trust is hard for me, and you just betrayed mine.” He flinched, and I nodded. “Yeah, so I might forgive you, but I’m honestly seconds from asking you to leave. I don’t like games.”
“I did not mean it as a game, but I can see how it broke your trust,” he muttered before rolling off the bed. He’d plugged in my tablet and was reading it on the dresser. “All are incredibly happy to hear what you said and are begging you not to get mad even if I was mean. Also, to teach them what I did to make you scream.”
I got off the bed as I aligned with my siren and set the tray of food off on the dresser before grabbing his arm and flinging him onto the bed. I moved onto him and held him down, leaning in and sniffing along his neck. “We should make you ours as punishment. Make you ours and not allow you any other women except us when you come visit.” I clucked my tongue when he opened his mouth. “Never trick a siren. We don’t forgive.”
I lowered myself on him, smirking when he moaned. I leaned over and fed just enough to take off his edge as I ramped up my own enjoyment. And I did it each time he got close, drawing out his orgasm longer and longer. When I couldn’t take any more climaxes, I moved off of him, sitting on his stomach instead as I caught my breath. I reached behind me and stroked him, still not letting him finish.
He looked relieved when I let go as if I would get back to sex, but I simply switched hands. Then to be an extra bitch, I took out an egg vibrator from my night stand and teased his dick with that, still not letting him finish.
“Please, please, Seraphine. It’s been over two hours,” he begged when I just kept going. “Please, I’m sorry. I wanted to help, but it was too far. I wanted to help you the way you’ve helped me. I did not mean to upset you. Please, my desert rose, forgive me. I will pay the punishment you want.”
But I didn’t let him yet. I rode him some more until I was about beat and my knees ached. I moved off of him and rolled him to sit, taking him in me and going longer that way. Finally I couldn’t anymore and I was starving.
“You can finish in my ass because it will strangle you to the point of hurting, and then we’ll talk about your real punishment,” I told him. “But if you do it, you accept that. You can bite me too.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he whimpered. He moved me and pushed in me again. I was ridiculously tight since it had been hours since he’d played with me now. He rolled us and fisted the bedding as he thrust harder in me. “Heaven. Your body is heaven.” He snarled as he bit me, making me orgasm as he did. He pumped his hips as his body kept going and going, finally able to let out his need I’d been suppressing.
“When did you turn on the camera?” I checked, realizing I’d really be pissed if he’d showed I got on my knees for him.
“After,” he murmured, understanding where my mind went. “When I got supplies and the blindfold.”
I turned and looked at Brian on the loveseat in my room. “And when did you sneak in, voyeur?”
“The moment she took over or whatever and you mentioned making him yours,” he told me. “I raced right up here because I know you’ve been feeling off and she might not care about the geopolitics of making President Nuri yours, but the punishment of him possibly losing leadership of Iran was too much for what he did.” He shrugged when I gave him a confused look. “How fast would someone try to oust him if he was yours or answered to a master?”
“He’s right,” Bijan agreed, gently moving off of me and pulling me against his chest when we turned on our sides. “And I am sorry. I truly did it to help and didn’t understand how underhanded it was.” He nuzzled my neck when I didn’t reply. “Seraphine, that was the most amazing orgasm I’ve ever experienced in my thousands of years. It was not punishment. I will accept whatever punishment you want. Please forgive me.”
I focused on Brian. “Is everyone really not mad? I shouldn’t have said half of that to someone we don’t know better, but I wanted to help him because I get how hard it is to have more than one person to worry about.”
“No one is upset at all, babe,” he told me gently. He stood and knelt next to the bed, reaching over and cupping my cheek. “Carter’s pissed he didn’t get anything, and Apollo was pouting too. So take your pound of flesh or make him grovel however, but please understand we all just got a gift when we needed it. I needed to hear you felt that way even if it was sneaky. I didn’t know I did, but I did.”
“Okay,” I whispered, hating he was upset that I was so mad like I was taking back the good I’d said. “I was pissed because someone could have gotten hurt, but if no one’s mad, then I’ll forgive him. I’ll bully him or something but not go overboard.”
“Thank you,” he whispered, leaning in and getting a kiss. “He doesn’t get to sleep overnight with you though. You only do that with people you trust. He messed that chance up.”
I nodded, thinking that was fair. “Did you really just sit here for like three hours while I teased him like this?”
He chuckled, nodding. “It’s late, but it’s Saturday now so only the convention and no work.” He reached over and pinched my nipple harder than he normally would. “Plus, I wasn’t the only one thrilled to hear the review of my performance and what you like so much.”
I licked my lips and leaned in. “Bri, do you want to fuck me after watching all of that teasing and show?”
“Yes. I know you’re tired and need to eat, but I’m going to fuck you in the shower, and you’ll let me because you want it too and always want me.”
“Do I?” I teased, moaning when he switched to my other nipple and they throbbed and swelled from being tortured that way. “I am dirty.”
He smirked at me. “There was always a dirty girl inside of you dying to come out.”
“You make it sound like I’m a lesbian,” I drawled.
“No, no woman who could do to a man what you just did to him and enjoy it so much could ever bat for the other team,” he chuckled, Bijan muttering agreement.
“Do I get to be the voyeur this time?” Bijan asked.
“Yes, because she’s mine,” Brian said possessively, smirking when my face flushed. “Yeah, you’re Alpha, but you’re mine, babe, you always have been.”
He wasn’t wrong. I simple wasn’t only his, and I was really starting to enjoy that.
&n
bsp; And the sex we had while Bijan watched. Yeah, I totally enjoyed that too, and I couldn’t even move my body after all the attention. The doc yelled at me the next day for overexerting myself, but it was so worth it.
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