Page 68 of Blood and Thorns

Fuck,she was tight, and I’d only gotten two fingers in.

“Stop,” she whispered, and of course I didn’t.

“Stop what? Stop touching you?”

She whimpered, so I pinched her clit.

“Doesn’t sound like you want me to stop.” My fingers moved lazily, the slick sound of her arousal obscene, and utterly addictive. “No, it sounds like my slut is enjoying this.”

“Sebastian,” she moaned, rocking her hips.

“Use your words,belle.Do you want me to stop?” I whispered.

She shook her head, her breath coming out in pants as I teased her to the edge of release. But this was supposed to be a punishment, so just before she came, I stopped.

She cried out, her body tensing at the loss, but before I could comment my phone rang. Reaching over, I clicked the button that would connect it to the car’s speakers.

“Answer call,” I said, the following click letting me know it had connected.

I brushed my lips against Arabella’s ear, my voice dropping to a whisper.

“You’d better stay quiet.” I continued to languorously tease, not giving her enough pressure to come. Keeping her on the very edge even as my cock strained painfully against my zipper.

“Bas?”Caden’s voice echoed around us.“Who the fuck is this Enchantress?”

“I have no idea.” I answered, using Arabella’s pliant body to calm my anger.

“So what’s the plan?”

Arabella threw her head back, her lips parted as I teased a third finger and pulled her dress down.

“We need to take this slow, so we don’t scare her,” I said, squeezing Arabella’s breast before tugging at her left nipple. Her cunt clenched, and she barely strangled her moan, so I did it again.

“Langdon’s laughing, in case you hear an old man’s wheeze.”A thump.“Ow, what the fuck was that for? Be fucking careful, I’m driving!”Another thump, followed by feedback through the speaker.“Okay, don’t get your knickers in a twist. Lang said it’s not exactly your style.”

Arabella finally let me in, three fingers thrusting slowly. “That’s three, do you think we can fit a fourth?” I whispered, making sure my voice couldn’t be picked up by the phone.

Arabella was mine, and I wouldn’t share a single fucking sound.

Caden continued,“He’s not wrong. Patience isn’t one of your virtues, Bas.”

“I think if we put on too much force, we’ll scare her away.” The last thing I wanted was the Enchantress to run, not unless I could give chase.

“Hmm.”Caden switched to French, knowing he was on loud speaker.“You think your toy’s a spy? Pretty suspicious that she gave herself to you around the same time.”

I gave my attention to Arabella’s right nipple, the skin hard as I tugged it roughly.

“The thought had crossed my mind,”I replied in the same language, keeping Arabella in the dark. Not that she could really concentrate while I was trying to stretch her to accept a fourth finger.“But no.”

“You sound confident in that.”

“Doesn’t mean I trust her.”I could feel her pulse beat in her clit, her moans getting more frustrated each time I brought her to the edge and then pulled her back.

“Yet you brought her tonight.”

So I did.

“I’ll allow you to take the lead on this. You’re right, you have more… patience than me,” I continued in English.