Page 92 of Briar

Something cool and metallic pushes slowly into my mouth, heavy with a strange shape. Jenson pushes it in and out, before it disappears. “I want to fuck your tight little ass, Briar. But we need to get you ready first. So you’re going to take a little toy. Just a small one. River is going to plug your ass, and when they’re finished with you, we’re going to stand there for a while and watch you plugged for us.”

Oh, god.

I ticked that box.

Why did I tick so many boxes?

“And then,” he murmurs. His fingers stroke my cheek. “I’m going to take my turn with your pussy. You’re going to bounce on my cock, that beautiful hair wrapped around my fist and a sweet little plug in your ass. I’m going to fill you and leave you with your legs spread, my cum dripping out of you. Just like I promised.”

Oh –oh—

River makes a strangled noise as Kai’s arms tighten. “I think – fucking hell. I think she’scoming. Briar, baby, you’re choking our cocks.”

I can’t control it. Have no way of moving, or stopping, as muscles I never knew existed grip tightly over and over again, fluttering as the fireworks in my body explode in unison.

I didn’t know it could be like this. Didn’t knowanything.

Because it goes on. Not stopping, even as groans ring out. Kai’s hold tightens as more warmth floods me. And still, my muscles are moving, without any input from me.

“Good girl.” Jenson doesn’t stop touching me. “Let it all go, baby.”

“Shit, yes.” River pulls my ass into him. I can feel liquid, hot and wet as it drips between us, overflowing my stuffed pussy. “You have me on my fucking knees for you, Briar Rose. Never want to live without this.”

I don’t think I’d have the words for this, even if I could speak. Kai taps my back, as if in agreement. He traces something on my skin. Once. Twice, as if making sure I know what it is.

A heart.

And I feel… wait.

My toes wiggle. Just barely.

I canmove.

River pulls out first, Kai carefully following him. Everything below my waist feels soaked.

Hands stroke my skin as I’m turned. “We’re taking these off you. You’ll be too sensitive to keep them on.”

Even as Jenson murmur the words, I can feel it. Almost pain, as if my body has reached the very edge of pleasure and can’t take any more.

The clamps. The collar. Everything is gently removed, hands stroking me as a warmth appears between my legs. “Just cleaning you up. We’ve got you.”

Kisses on my forehead. I feel warm, and lazy, and loved as each of them work on me. Even as my fingers begin to tremble, curling slightly.

Jenson

Tossing the clamps down, I return to my careful assessment. Briar’s nipples are enlarged, faint marks around her delicate neck from the edges of the buckle. River is murmuring to her as he cleans her up, Kai returning with another cloth and the cooling gel.

“You did so well,” I breathe. She was so perfect, so helpless.

This is an obsession I can get behind. Having her like this. As if the vulnerability of her that scares the fuck out of me outside the bedroom is one of my favorite things inside it.

Her face is turned to the side, and I lay beside her, our faces close together. Her lips so close to mine. Pink, and plump, and tempting.

And they feel so soft beneath mine.

My hand lifts to cradle her chin as my eyes close and I taste her for the first time.

How did I live without this?