Her Highland Master (The Dungeon Fantasy Club Book 1) by Anya Summers
Authors: Anya Summers
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with a secondary restraint that pinned her arms at her sides.
Jared sat on the couch across from them, had undone his pants, and was holding his thick member in his hand, stroking himself.
"Watch him masturbate as I fuck you," Declan ordered and began thrusting inside her. Zoey couldn't move, could only feel as he moved her up and down on his thick cock. Jared stroked himself in time to Declan's thrusts as he began pounding inside her. There was something so carnal about watching Jared fist himself, stroking his hard length as Declan speared her depths with his erection. She felt her muscles clench around his penis. Zoey had leapt over the abyss of pleasure without looking where she would land. Desire ratcheted higher with each sure stroke of Declan's firm length shuttling in short brutal digs inside her. She wondered what Jared's cock might feel like in her mouth, licking her lips as she stared at the ruddy head with a silver bead of moisture at the tip.
Declan thrust hard, fiercely, and she moaned, keening as he kept his relentless pace, but still not allowing her to come. She needed the release, felt like she was crawling inside her skin, and if he could just…
Declan plunged his length and pinched her clit simultaneously and her world tilted as her orgasm barreled through her. Her body trembled; clasping, contracting around Declan's erection as he continued stroking his long cock inside her. But neither man had come yet. He bent her forward slightly as far as the restraints would allow and slammed his cock in short, brutally hard digs, his cock sliding against her g-spot at this angle. Each thrust hit that spot and she surrendered, allowing the pleasure to take over. She strained.
Jared was still fisting himself, rocking his hips, and growled. Declan plunged inside her, his fingers dug into her hips and he let loose, biting her shoulder as he pummeled her. His cock jolted and his straining orgasm sent her over the edge as his fingers pinched her clit, as he hammered his release, and she screamed. Her eyes glazed over.
"Ahhh." Jared came, spurting his seed in white jets on his chest.
Zoey slumped, her body lay limply against Declan's chest as he undid her restraints. He shifted her legs, her muscles cramped from the odd position, and he massaged them back to life as he slid from her body, repositioning her beside him on the couch. He cuddled her close and she sighed in sheer bliss.
Declan kissed her forehead. "There's a good lass."
They reclined in a delicious afterglow haze, snuggled together on the couch. Declan's pants were still undone, his shaft limp, and cum leaking slightly from the condom. But he had not divested himself of his clothes and she didn't have a stitch on.
Jared broke the spell. He stood, fastened his pants, then stripped his cum-soiled shirt off. He walked over to where she was cuddling with Declan on the couch. His hand grazed her cheek lightly before he spoke. "You're lovely, lass. Thank you." And he exited the room.
The afterglow extinguished, Declan helped her dress. Then he escorted her back to her room, depositing her in her bed, where she drowsily curled up with a yawn. So many orgasms had made her sleepy.
"Rest," he murmured. "I have some work to do today, but then I want you rested for tonight."
She moaned at the thought. He chuckled and gave her a brief kiss on the lips before leaving her to her own devices.
Chapter Six
Zoey awoke with a start, hearing a click of the bedroom door as it closed. Yawning, she rose, wrapping the robe around her nude body. Declan seemed able to get her out of her clothes in record time. She'd spent more time here undressed than clothed. She noticed a stack of attire on the loveseat. Getting out of bed, she padded over to it.
They were her clothes! How did they get there? And, by the looks of it, it wasn't everything from her suitcase.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in," she called.
Sherry opened the door toting Zoey's
Jared sat on the couch across from them, had undone his pants, and was holding his thick member in his hand, stroking himself.
"Watch him masturbate as I fuck you," Declan ordered and began thrusting inside her. Zoey couldn't move, could only feel as he moved her up and down on his thick cock. Jared stroked himself in time to Declan's thrusts as he began pounding inside her. There was something so carnal about watching Jared fist himself, stroking his hard length as Declan speared her depths with his erection. She felt her muscles clench around his penis. Zoey had leapt over the abyss of pleasure without looking where she would land. Desire ratcheted higher with each sure stroke of Declan's firm length shuttling in short brutal digs inside her. She wondered what Jared's cock might feel like in her mouth, licking her lips as she stared at the ruddy head with a silver bead of moisture at the tip.
Declan thrust hard, fiercely, and she moaned, keening as he kept his relentless pace, but still not allowing her to come. She needed the release, felt like she was crawling inside her skin, and if he could just…
Declan plunged his length and pinched her clit simultaneously and her world tilted as her orgasm barreled through her. Her body trembled; clasping, contracting around Declan's erection as he continued stroking his long cock inside her. But neither man had come yet. He bent her forward slightly as far as the restraints would allow and slammed his cock in short, brutally hard digs, his cock sliding against her g-spot at this angle. Each thrust hit that spot and she surrendered, allowing the pleasure to take over. She strained.
Jared was still fisting himself, rocking his hips, and growled. Declan plunged inside her, his fingers dug into her hips and he let loose, biting her shoulder as he pummeled her. His cock jolted and his straining orgasm sent her over the edge as his fingers pinched her clit, as he hammered his release, and she screamed. Her eyes glazed over.
"Ahhh." Jared came, spurting his seed in white jets on his chest.
Zoey slumped, her body lay limply against Declan's chest as he undid her restraints. He shifted her legs, her muscles cramped from the odd position, and he massaged them back to life as he slid from her body, repositioning her beside him on the couch. He cuddled her close and she sighed in sheer bliss.
Declan kissed her forehead. "There's a good lass."
They reclined in a delicious afterglow haze, snuggled together on the couch. Declan's pants were still undone, his shaft limp, and cum leaking slightly from the condom. But he had not divested himself of his clothes and she didn't have a stitch on.
Jared broke the spell. He stood, fastened his pants, then stripped his cum-soiled shirt off. He walked over to where she was cuddling with Declan on the couch. His hand grazed her cheek lightly before he spoke. "You're lovely, lass. Thank you." And he exited the room.
The afterglow extinguished, Declan helped her dress. Then he escorted her back to her room, depositing her in her bed, where she drowsily curled up with a yawn. So many orgasms had made her sleepy.
"Rest," he murmured. "I have some work to do today, but then I want you rested for tonight."
She moaned at the thought. He chuckled and gave her a brief kiss on the lips before leaving her to her own devices.
Chapter Six
Zoey awoke with a start, hearing a click of the bedroom door as it closed. Yawning, she rose, wrapping the robe around her nude body. Declan seemed able to get her out of her clothes in record time. She'd spent more time here undressed than clothed. She noticed a stack of attire on the loveseat. Getting out of bed, she padded over to it.
They were her clothes! How did they get there? And, by the looks of it, it wasn't everything from her suitcase.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in," she called.
Sherry opened the door toting Zoey's
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