Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
ROWAN
The pink that blooms across Hannah’s ass and thighs is almost as beautiful as the woman herself.
I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long, it’s surreal that we’re finally here. I think back to the first time I ever saw her, the brightness in her green eyes, and the way she smiled at me. I’ll never fucking forget the feeling of that first smile.
It was the moment I knew I had to have her. That I realized every shitty thing I’d done in my life, that Asher and I had both done, had led us to that point, to our reason.
She’s going to be pissed when I remove this mask, but it won’t change anything. She’s mine. Ours. And there’s nothing we won’t do to keep her, even if that means kidnapping her and keeping her at my estate until she comes to her senses.
The slap of leather against her skin makes my cock throb painfully behind my zipper, but I resist the urge to squeeze it. I’m too on edge, too close to losing control to fuck this entire plan up with my need to shove myself so deep inside her she’ll be feeling me for the rest of her life.
The idea has merit, but Asher and I agreed on how tonight is going to go, and I’m not going to deviate from the plan.
The buzzing of the wand Asher holds to her cunt distracts me for a moment, and I stare at the place between her legs from behind, willing myself to remain in place rather than throw this ridiculous fucking mask to the ground and bury my face in her perfect little pussy the way I crave.
Hannah’s moans drag me back to the moment, and I meet Asher’s stare over her shoulder. He raises a brow expectantly, and I deliver a few more hard slaps of the paddle, lapping up every cry and moan as she takes her punishment like a good girl.
Her body tenses, and I watch as she tries desperately to hold her orgasm at bay, but Asher pulls the wand away at the last second, stealing her release just the same way we did in the bar.
“If you think you’re coming anywhere other than on one of our cocks, you’re going to be sorely disappointed,” Asher tells her with a wicked smile, and she lets out a frustrated moan.
He shakes his head disapprovingly, and I watch with keen interest. It’s strange seeing him in a role like this, but it suits him.
Perhaps I should have known that he could slip into any position as long as he’s with her.
“None of that, Little Doe, or we won’t let you come at all.
We’ll bring you to the edge over and over again, just to stop short each time.
We’ll take our fingers, cocks, tongues, whatever it is bringing you pleasure off your pussy before you even get the chance to think about your release. ”
Hannah shakes her head, and I can imagine her eyes are wide as she stares at him. “I’ll be good, Sir.”
Asher’s smile softens as he closes the distance between them and brings his hand up to cup her jaw. “I know you will, because you’re always a good girl for me.”
A shiver racks through her body and leaves goose bumps in its wake.
Our girl has quite the praise kink. Noted.
“How about we get you down and you can show our friend here what you can do with that pretty little mouth?”
“Yes, Sir,” Hannah agrees.
I waste no time crouching behind her to release her ankles, giving her soft skin a quick massage as soon as the leather cuffs are out of the way.
Her scent assaults me, and I can’t help myself. I need a taste. Just a little taste to tie me over until this is all over and I can finally reveal who I am.
I slip the mask up onto the top of my head, and Asher’s eyes widen as he watches me from where he’s releasing one of her wrists from the cuffs.
Before he can say anything, I tug her hips backward and press my face against her sweet cunt from behind, lapping at her sweetness like a man starved. Hell, I am at this point. I haven’t been with another woman since I first met Hannah, and it’s been a long fucking five years waiting for her.
Her moans are a symphony in my ears as Asher holds her chin up, ensuring she doesn’t drop her eyes and catch sight of me in one of the mirrors around the room.
“Sir,” she whines, her release barreling toward her, and as desperate as I am to give her exactly what she wants, I pull back at the last second, delivering a quick slap to her pussy, which drags a cry from her throat. “Oh fuck.”
I slip my mask back into place and stand as Asher frees her other wrist.
Hannah turns and immediately drops to her knees, parting them slightly in the perfect show of submission. She folds her arms behind her back so she’s not tempted to use them.
Such a good girl.
I run my fingers through her long auburn curls the way I’ve craved a million times in the last five years.
She gazes up at me with nothing but trust in her eyes, and I can’t help but wonder if it’s Asher’s presence that’s putting her at ease, or if subconsciously she knows I’ll keep her safe the same way he will.