Page 69 of Bound

Beck hoists my up by my bound hands. True to his word, I’mpulled over his lap. I kick, but he’s far too strong. He holds me down, placingone strong hand on my back. “I warned you.”

He pulls my skirt up, tossing it over my back, and my nakedass feels the slight chill in the air. It isn’t cold for long as Beck’s handcomes down in a short arc.

I gasp as the pain hits me sharply. I don’t have a chance tobreathe before he smacks my other cheek just as hard. These aren’t the playfultaps Cian gives me. Beck means business. Tears form in my eyes, but before Ican shed them, heat blooms deep inside, and I feel that smack deep in my pussy.Fuck him, but he’s right. This is exactly what I want. I bite my bottom lip tokeep from begging him to continue.

“That’s a pretty sight, love,” Beck drawls as he runs hishand across my cheeks. I hear him take a deep breath. “Open yourself to me.You’re shielding. I don’t like it. I can’t tell if I’m really hurting you.”

I keep the mental walls in place as Cian taught me. Themental walls stop me from broadcasting my every emotion to the brothers.

Another sudden blow lands on my butt. I groan, waiting forthe pain to turn to arousal. I’m glad they can’t see my face.

“I can keep it up all night,” Beck promises. “You’ll give mewhat I want. I swear, by the time we’re through, you’ll surrender everything Iask for, and you’ll do it with a smile on your face. Until then, I thinkthere’s another way to get the answer to my question.”

I gasp as he spreads my thighs and roughly shoves twofingers straight up my pussy. He isn’t shielding at all now, and I feel hisdeep satisfaction.

“She’s hot for it, isn’t she?” Cian asks.

“Brother, she’s on fire.” Beck rotates his fingers insideme. I can’t stay still a second longer. I squirm, trying to get him to hit mysweet spot. He pulls out, and I want to cry at the loss. He slaps my ass again.“And she’s not very attentive. Stay still. I’ll tell you when you can move.I’ve thought an awful lot about what’s gone wrong between us.”

“You’re an asshole.” It just comes out, and I close my eyesbefore the blow lands. There’s no hiding my low moan this time.

“You truly like this, don’t you, wife?” Beck’s voice isfilled with gratified wonder as his hands caress the spot he struck. I feel himlean over and place a kiss at the base of my spine.

“I told you,” Cian says quietly. His hand joins Beck’s. Iturn enough to see that Cian has already tossed off his clothes. He likes to benaked as often as possible. Some days I have to force him into clothes. If Idon’t, he’ll walk around in a constant, tempting state of undress. “She’sperfect for us.”

“Let’s see if she is,” Beck says with a laugh. He moves meoff his lap and onto my knees. “You look so gorgeous with your hands bound.Your skin is flush with sexual arousal. Do you know what that does to me?” Hecalmly pulls at the fastening on his pants and frees his cock. I can feel hiseyes on me. I lick my lips as I take in the sight of him stroking that big,hard dick. “Are you going to obey me?”

That deep voice promises all manner of delight if I say yes.If I do as he asks, there’s a chance he’ll reject me afterward. I pushed him tothis. I upset him when I claimed to love Cian but not him. It isn’t true. I wascrazy about Beck from the moment I saw him. I never believed in love at firstsight, but that was pretty much what happened with me and Beck. Somehow, I knewwe were made for each other. I fought it, but the emotion I feel every time Ieven think of him won’t go away.

Everyone keeps telling me they’re symbiotic and need eachother to be whole, to be who they truly are. What if Cian coming back into hisfull mind changes the situation? Or what if Beck’s simply decided to give intohis dark side and realized his dark side isn’t so dark after all?

My stomach knots in indecision before I finally realize Iwill take every chance he gives me.

“Yes, damn it,” I say.

Beck sighs. “Ci, if you would.”

I feel my skirt being raised just before Cian’s hand comesdown on my ass. It isn’t as firm a smack as Beck’s, but it stings all the same.The skin of my ass hums with heat.

“Language,” Cian explains with a smile on his face. He winksbefore moving into position behind me. His hand goes to the waist of my skirt.“It’s time for this to come off, sweetheart. You’re going to take care of Beck,and I’m going to have some playtime with that sweet pussy of yours.”

“Not a word,” Beck warns when I open my mouth to ask aquestion. “The only word you need to use is yes. Now, lift up and letCi take off that skirt.”

I do as he asks, and Cian’s hands smooth the garment off mybody. He presses his pelvis against my backside, letting me feel how much hewants me as his hand undoes the ties on my shirt.

“I love these tits,” he says, cupping them as he pushes hiserection against the folds of my pussy. I can’t help but moan as he teases me.He makes sure he never hits my clitoris.

Beck looks down with approval in his gaze. “Ci can play withyou all he likes as long as you do what you’re told. Do you understand?”

“He’s the carrot, and you’re the stick,” I reply, trying topush back against the very large carrot in question. Cian laughs and smacks myass again. “I mean, yes. I understand.”

“Better, love,” Beck stands up.

He pushes his pants off his hips and tosses them asidebefore doing the same with his shirt. Cian pulls me into position. I keep myhands in front as Cian continues to torture me with his cock and his fingers.They slide through my soaking wet slit. I whimper because he keeps me perfectlyaroused with no real hope of coming. I’ll have to please Beck before I have anychance at pleasure. I’m a sweet toy to pass between them.

It’s my fantasy. Everything I dreamed about since the momentI truly understood I have two husbands.

“Open.” Beck holds his cock in his hands and moves to mymouth.