Who comes when and where... yes, that title played in my mind as I was reading this final bit of Vala's first power exchange session with The Queen, Tommy, and Simon. Months of vanilla togetherness led up to this. The rest of the book, its pacing, makes me ponder what to share next. By the time this goes live, I may try doing my own Kickstarter to see if I can save up the money for a copy and sensitivity edit on this book.
"Yeah. You will need to do more of the moving," The Queen replied.
Tommy slid a second finger into Vala's ass; she leaned harder into The Queen, moaning against his skin. He pumped his fingers into her as he cupped her asscheek with his other hand.
"Is it that much better knowing I am making you my slave tomorrow?" The Queen taunted.
"Yes, my Queen. Please, my Queen," Vala cried.
"Please, what?" he demanded.
"Come. Tommy's cock. Please. Fuck," Vala babbled.
The Queen clicked his tongue. "You missed an awful lot of title use in that."
"Sorry, my Queen. Sorry. Unh. My Queen!" Vala trembled against The Queen as Tommy's fingers were replaced by his hard cock.
"You don't have permission to come yet, girl," Tommy barked.
"Please, my Lord," Vala begged. "You feel so good in my ass, my Lord."
"I wonder if that begging'll sound even prettier once she wears your collar, my Queen," Simon commented as he traced his fingers over Vala's shoulder. "That said, by your leave, I'd rather wait to sample the girl once she is your slave. I've had enough vanilla from her."
"Sure. Sit beside us, love?" The Queen replied.
"Sure, my Queen." Simon moved where Vala could see him out of the corner of her eye.
Tommy started pumping into Vala's ass, fucking her with increasing speed.
Her bound hands pressing into Tommy's stomach, Vala basked in the double penetration. "Please, my Queen. Need to come so bad, my Queen," she whimpered.
The Queen brushed Vala's hair back from her face. "You do, my baby girl?"
Orgasm trying to break through at his word choice, Vala moaned, "Yes, please, my Queen. I beg to come, my Queen." She gazed into his eyes, feeling lost in their icy blue depths. "Beg, my Queen. Beg, my Lord."
"Come for us," The Queen said before capturing Vala's lips and kissing her hard. His tongue thrust into her mouth, seeming timed with Tommy's cock.
Vala pushed herself into the kiss as she pushed back with her hips against Tommy. She tightened her thighs against The Queen. Yours. Theirs. My Queen. Thank. Thank.
"Gonna fill you with my cum, girlie. You want my cum?" Tommy pulled on Vala's earlobe with his teeth.
Grunting into The Queen's mouth, Vala practically screamed her begging.
"That's my girl." Tommy thrust deep into Vala's ass and stilled. "Thanks, my Queen. Love you, Simon, Vala." His weight pressed down on her and The Queen.
"I beg to swallow your cum, my Queen," Vala whimpered.
Tommy laughed. "My Queen?"
Tommy's cock pulled from Vala's ass and his arms slipped under her bound ones. Feeling weightless in his arms, she nonetheless held in a shriek when he lifted her off The Queen. Trust. The tang of her arousal and The Queen's pre-cum filled her nose as her face and hair fell toward him. She struggled to wrap her mouth around his cock even with her hair in the way. She sucked him in, including her curls, and sucked as her orgasm continued to pump in her body. His cum filled her mouth and then her throat as she shuddered in Tommy's grasp.
"My girl," The Queen groaned as he grasped Vala's head and eased her hair back. "My sweet, baby girl."
Trust their care and love. Vala groaned as Tommy led her body across the couch, across The Queen's and Simon's laps. She turned her head and looked up at Simon's face through her hair. "Love you, my Lord."
"Love you, sweet girl." Simon brushed Vala's hair back from her face.
Vala trembled against the men.
"Here's a blanket, sweet," Tommy said before the welcome weight and warmth of the afghan covered Vala. He lifted her legs and joined them on the couch.
Moaning, Vala relaxed against them. The orgasm continued to play in her body in relaxing waves that made her tremble.
"Such a good girl," The Queen murmured as he rubbed her arm through the blanket.
"Thanks, my Queen. Love you, my Queen. Love you, my Lords." Vala shuddered with delight and closed her eyes.
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